Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 360: The Magical Method of Hutian, Drops of Water Create a World

Xishan is the northern end of Taihang Mountain, and was called "the head of Taihang Mountain" in ancient times. Its mountain is like a soaring dragon and a rising python, guarding the capital in the west, so it is also called "the right arm of the capital".

Ma Ji stood on the top of a peak in the Western Hills with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly closed as he looked towards the distant capital. His face was as calm as still water in a well, without a trace of emotion.

Behind Ma Ji, seven people stood in a row, including the two supervisors of the "Hun Tian Supervisory Office", "Drunken Immortal" Liu Haishi, "Sky Fox" Bai Yuyu, the four great priests, "The Universe in the Sleeves" Gong Miao, "Sleeping Bodhi" Lingxu, "Miraculous Writing" Lang Yuzhu, "Tianchi Swordsman" Tong Yu and Yan Chixia who had just been promoted to the fifth priest by Ma Ji.

Among these seven people, the "Drunken Immortal" Liu Haishi was sent by Yuan Dansheng to guard a secret place in the East China Sea all year round. He had never met Ma Ji before. This time, Ma Ji wanted to shock the world with thunderous means to calm the people's hearts that were disturbed by Yuan Dansheng's ascension, so he specially sent a letter to transfer him back temporarily.

Ma Ji was as firm as a mountain, and the seven men also stood still, calming their breath and concentrating their minds in preparation for the upcoming battle.

Suddenly, Ma Ji's slightly closed eyes opened and he accurately captured more than ten colorful streams of light that flew into the air from the capital.

Those streams of light passed through the sky and landed several feet in front of him in the blink of an eye, transforming into fourteen demons and evil cultivators, led by the Black Mountain Old Demon, including Qiantang Jun Ao Xuan and Xudu Ghost King Bao Zhongqi.

Ma Ji bowed to the Black Mountain Old Demon and said straight to the point: "Since you have arrived, please tell me how to arrange this battle?"

The calm voice of the Black Mountain Old Demon came from behind the black air that covered his face: "Since we have to fight, we should fight to our heart's content. I will fight you in three rounds. First, I will send my 36,000 Rakshasa war ghosts to fight, and you can send any number of troops as you like. Second, I will fight with my fellow Taoists. I will meet the masters of your 'Huantian Supervisory Office'. There is no limit to the number of people. Third, I will fight with you. I will learn the skills of your Grand Master Ma to see if you can compare with Grand Master Yuan who has dominated the world for hundreds of years!"

Ma Ji looked calm and spoke in a gentle tone, but he quoted the Black Mountain Old Demon's reply before and responded sharply: "As you wish!"

The Black Mountain Demon slowly raised his right hand, which was also shrouded in a layer of black air and whose specific shape could not be seen clearly. A crystal clear water droplet appeared out of thin air above his palm: "It is not convenient for the army to clash here. How about you and I work together to create a battlefield?"

Ma Ji understood, knowing that although the opponent had challenged him to a third battle, he had already made his move from that moment on. He immediately raised his right hand and also condensed the elite Guishui that was diffused between heaven and earth into a drop of water.

Both parties waved their hands at the same time, and two water droplets flew out, colliding at the point right between the two people and turning into a small ball of white mist.

The next moment, the fog spread out endlessly in all directions, encompassing all the people confronting each other on the top of the mountain.

Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and the world around them had suddenly changed.

This vast and boundless world has the blue sky and red sun above and mountains, rivers and plains below.

The two sides stood on the top of two thousand-foot-high mountains, which were more than ten miles apart. Between the two mountains was a flat land covered with yellow sand.

It turned out that they all used the "Hutian" of the "72 Earthly Evil Techniques", putting Mount Sumeru into a mustard seed, shrinking the heaven and earth into a close distance, and using the two drops of essence of Guishui as their support, they worked together to create this world.

Everyone present was a top master whose cultivation was close to the pinnacle of martial arts or Taoism. Naturally, they had a deep feeling of the power and realm contained in this method, and they all showed horror at the time.

Among them, Gong Miao, who "holds the world in his sleeves", is the worst.

He was known as "the world in his sleeves". When he spread out his sleeves, he gathered all the vast blue waves of Qiantang and forced Qiantang Lord Ao Xuan to retreat. He relied on this "Hutian" method. However, when he used the "world in his sleeves" magical power, in addition to his own cultivation, he also had to rely on the Taoist robe on his body, which seemed ordinary but was actually a top-level magic weapon that had been refined by secret methods for many years. He could never create something out of nothing and do it with ease like the two people in front of him.

The Black Mountain Demon on the opposite mountain raised his hand, and a small black flag only a foot high flew out of his sleeve, landed at the foot of the mountain, and inserted itself neatly into the yellow sand. Then it took root from the ground and grew in the wind. In an instant, the flagpole grew to the thickness of a water jar and was dozens of feet high. The black flag fluttered automatically without wind, like a black cloud covering the sky.

Balls of black gas fell from the outstretched flag and transformed into ferocious hungry ghosts that were about 17 or 18 feet tall, with double horns on their heads, eyes like golden lamps, upturned noses, wide mouths, and protruding fangs.

They were all wearing heavy armor, holding heavy weapons such as splitting axes, sky-lifting forks, caltrop hammers, and maces in their hands. They were densely packed into three neat square formations in the shape of a "品" (product), and were silent.

Ma Ji watched intently for a moment and had a general grasp of the truth about these so-called "Rakshasa war ghosts".

Their physiques are extremely strong, and most of them have strength comparable to fifth or sixth-grade human warriors. Among them, a group of military officers have even reached the fourth-grade Jindan level.

If there were no monks or warriors who were trying to overcome the tribulation, this army would definitely be a powerful force capable of changing dynasties in the secular world.

The people behind Ma Ji were also observing the other party's strengths and weaknesses. Seeing that he did not respond in time, the two supervisors, "Drunken Immortal" Liu Haishi and "Sky Fox" Bai Yuyushang, stepped forward together, each took out a yellow gourd and a green jade vase from their side and presented them with both hands.

Liu Haishi said, "Supervisor, the 'Hun Tian Supervisory Office' has a demon-suppressing Taoist army. It is composed of 180,000 Yellow Turban warriors who were trained with the fighting spirits of the elite soldiers who followed Emperor Taizu Wu to conquer the world. They have always been commanded by the two of us, but the Supervisor needs to use the 'Five Dragon Jade Talisman' to remove the seal and dispatch them."

Ma Ji waved his hand and smiled, "When I was in the north these years, I also found time to sacrifice and train a group of Taoist guardians. Although there are only 24,000 of them, I am confident that they will not be weaker than the opponent's 'Rakshasa War Ghosts'. This battle is a good opportunity to hone them."

After saying that, he took out the "Demon Refining Pot" and turned the pot upside down with the mouth facing downward.

A beam of white light shot out from the Hukou and turned into a wide road connecting to the yellow sand below the mountain.

A high-pitched dragon roar suddenly came from the "Demon Refining Pot", followed by a dense sound of horse hooves as heavy as a rainstorm and a roar as thunder.

Led by a white warhorse that was as tiny as a grain of rice but extremely majestic, countless tiny warhorses without riders on their backs but carrying spears, giant shields, bows and arrows, double swords and other weapons on their bodies flew out of the "Demon Refining Pot" and rushed down the mountain along the road at lightning speed. Their bodies kept growing in size as they ran, until they became nearly times more majestic than ordinary warhorses.

When a total of 24,001 war horses stepped firmly into the yellow sand at the foot of the mountain and lined up in an orderly manner, their bodies began to undergo strange changes at the same time, swelling and deforming from the neck, and instantly turning into the upper bodies of humans with a pair of strong and long arms.

The white horse in the lead was particularly special, with a dragon head on top and its body covered with fine scales.

Ma Ji put away the "Demon Refining Pot" and said loudly: "It takes a thousand days to train an army, but only one day to deploy it. 'Dark Devil', this first battle is handed over to you!"

The "Dark Lord" with a dragon's head, a human body, and a horse's torso laughed and responded: "Master, rest assured!"

(End of this chapter)