Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 192 I tell you, you can become a saint after killing the three corpses
There were shadowy figures in the woods, but above this treeless open space, there were clearly many black monsters of various shapes flying.

These monsters look very similar to the black colored glaze in the Dui Gua in the Qimen Bureau. They are made of black viscous liquid, but have different shapes. Some look like giant wasps, and some look like giant birds.

Those whose basic shapes can be seen are still relatively good, but most of them are impossible to identify as creatures at all. Their various spliced ​​and twisted bodies look very much like aliens with wings, and they are constantly emitting a foul odor, which makes people crazy.

Soon, the sky above the forest was filled with the buzzing sound of wings.

The five younger disciples of the Sanyi Sect stood together with their backs against each other, forming a circle facing outwards. Their bodies kept shaking as they looked at the black monsters in the air vigilantly, fearing that they would suddenly attack.

"Who are you, tell me your name!"

After all, Zhao Lun remembered that he was the only second-level disciple, so he mustered up the courage and shouted into the woods.

"You guys from Trinity Sect are really brave." A sinister voice came from deep in the woods. The voice was like rusty iron scraping against porcelain, and it sounded extremely creepy. "You came into our territory without even notifying us. I think you should just stay here!"

"Forget it, you guys are hiding in this godforsaken place. I can't even find the entrance to the mountain. How can I send you a visiting card?"

He Songling seemed to ignore the winged aliens in the sky and said nonchalantly, "Besides, your poor place can only afford to feed me a few meals. I almost ate up half of the Wang family back then. How many Wang families can you replace? If I really stay here, you will starve!"

"You are so good, He Songling, are you going to make us your enemy?" The sinister voice suddenly became louder and seemed to be approaching quickly.

"You've caused such a commotion, but you don't seem like you want to live in peace with me." He Songling's eyes were fixed on a certain spot in the woods. The next moment, a middle-aged man with sunken cheeks and a somewhat haggard face rushed out and walked in front of He Songling.

Just when the five people from the Trinity Sect were stretched to their limits and could no longer control themselves from attacking first, these two men suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

The two of them clasped their hands together and bowed.

"Well, the famous Trinity rebel is indeed powerful. He doesn't feel guilty looking at our situation. He really deserves to have done those great things." The middle-aged man looked at He Songling and sighed.

"Okay, okay, that's it, right? I'll usurp my master's position and make you call me Master He." He Songling's smiling face suddenly fell. "Besides, why should I feel guilty? If I can't beat you, can't I just run away?"

"It seems that Mr. He is quite confident in his speed?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows.

"I can't compete with you. I'm just faster than the five of them." He Songling's words made the faces of his five fellow apprentices fall. "Are you the head of the sect?"

"That's right." The middle-aged man clasped his fists again, "I am Yang Yingchu, the head of the Three Demon Sect."

He Songling went to the Anlu Three Demon Sect. The practice of this sect can be summarized in three words: "behead the three corpses". Unlike the prehistoric novels, beheading the three corpses does not make you a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. What they emphasize is "controlling desires and eliminating the great harm to people". Later, the Quanxing Corpse Demon Tu Junfang was the last heir of this sect. The Three Demon Sect died during the Anti-Japanese War.

"Okay, okay, He Songling from the Trinity Sect, these guys are my junior brothers. We came all the way from the southeast to have some exchanges with you."

"I heard about it." The head of the Three Demon Sect nodded. "We haven't heard from you for the past five or six years, but you caused such a big scene when you went out. I'm afraid most of the sects in the underworld are waiting for you to come. I just didn't expect that you would come to us."

Tu Junfang is quite powerful in the future, but in this era, his master has basically no big role. The strength of the Three Demon Sects is not weak, but it is far from strong.

The reason is very simple. The level of fighting skills is cultivated through countless actual combats. In this chaotic world, human lives are worthless and fighting is endless. Talented people are emerging in large numbers. In the peaceful years of later generations, the Three Demon Sect, which can become stronger by squatting and meditating, has shown its effect.

Another thing is that the three corpses of the three demon sects are still flying in the sky. These black ghostly things are enough to make people feel dizzy. Therefore, although they are also considered to be orthodox sects, they cannot cheat and perform rituals like the Tianshi Mansion, Shangqing Sect, Wudang Sect and even Sanyi Sect, and make money by asking good men and women to donate money.

Without money, they could only stay in the county, guarding a few shabby properties, meditating and practicing alone, so naturally they had no momentum and influence. So the three demon sect leaders said that they did not expect He Songling to come to them.

"I didn't plan to come here originally. But these brothers have been beaten up along the way. They are starting to doubt their lives. So I asked you to come and comfort them." He Songling pointed at the five fellow apprentices.

"Shouldn't you ask a monk or Taoist priest for help? If that doesn't work, you can ask a fortune teller. We..." The leader of the Three Demon Sect pointed upwards, "Aren't you afraid of scaring the child?"

"Hey, how could I not know what you are? You may seem dark and like villains, but in fact, you are the most serious way to cultivate immortality!"

He Songling looked at his five fellow apprentices dancing with joy and said, "Do you know that our sect practices the art of beheading the three corpses? It is said that this was the practice method established by the Taoist ancestor Hongjun when the prehistoric world emerged many years ago. Later, all the great masters of the prehistoric world practiced this method.

Killing one corpse will make you surpass the Golden Immortal and rank as a Quasi-Sage; killing two corpses will make you a great power in the heavens; killing three corpses will make you the pinnacle of cultivation. When all three corpses are gone and merged into one, you will be promoted to a Heavenly Saint, holding a primordial purple aura that will allow you to go up to heaven and down to earth, and be omnipotent..."

"You better shut up!"

The three leaders of the Demon Sect couldn't bear to listen any longer, and with a thought, three huge black flying aliens covered He Songling's face.

"Hey, what's the matter, Master Yang? You're still hiding something from me. I know everything. Back then, the six saints of heaven, the ancestor of human beings, Nuwa, the two saints of the West, Zhunti Taoist and Jieyin Taoist, and the Three Pure Ones of Xuanmen, Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Jiaozhu, all killed three corpses..."

He Songling pulled the three corpses of the Three Demon Sect Leaders from his face like pulling out plasticine, while he muttered nonsense: "I tell you, if you can kill the three corpses, you will never be afraid of failure again..."

The leader of the Three Demon Sect could no longer tolerate He Songling. He cursed angrily, attracted the flying alien, pointed at He Songling and shouted, "Damn it, Peng Ju, go!"

(End of this chapter)