Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 476: Heaven-raising Divine Art, Ninth-level Divine Ladder! (Two in One)

On the fifth floor of the Knife Tower, next to a knife rack.

Song Changming held the silver-white hilt in his hand, but did not take off the magic sword.

While the sword inspired his strongest sword intent, he only felt that he was holding one end of a rope, pulling a terrifying and ferocious beast that was going mad.

The current situation is on the verge of losing control.

During this process, Song Changming was able to sense that his spiritual body in the Nether Sea was suffering erosion and damage.

This terrifying beast hidden deep inside the sword is devouring his sword intent and also eating away at his spiritual will!

Demon sword? Magic sword?

Song Changming didn't expect that among Emperor Yun's many collections, there would be such a strange knife.

Song Changming took a deep breath, his eyes focused, and illusions appeared before his eyes.

It seemed that what he was holding in his hand was no longer the hilt of a knife, but the head of a monster that was completely black and had an unclear shape.

The two sides engaged in a fierce struggle.

Roar!
The monster is brutal and crazy and is always difficult to tame.

After a brief stalemate, Song Changming was drawn into a deeper illusion of the long sword.

This time, he stood in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and the evil beast changed its form again, like a huge monster formed by the souls of countless evil spirits.

The monster devoured everything, including Song Changming who was trying to subdue it.

Some knives are icy and have a frosty aura.

Some knives are burning, and the knife intent carries the burning power of fire.

There are also those who are as peaceful as water waves and those who are as destructive as thunder.

These properties can shape the different "spirits" in spiritual swords, and are also the key to distinguishing spiritual swords from ordinary iron.

However, the properties of the knife that Song Changming saw before his eyes were different from those described above.

The attribute of this sword is 'evil', extremely vicious!
It is precisely because of this unique "evil" that a true monster of a knife is created.

Inside the Yunzhong Palace, Emperor Yun, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

A perception spread out, and the scene inside the knife tower was in full view.

He stared at Song Changming, who was holding the hilt of the knife, motionless, his eyes moving.

"If you stop now, this knife can't hurt you." He murmured softly.

The sound turned into wind, blew out of the hall, blew into the knife tower, and blew into Song Changming's ears.

Song Changming, who was struggling with the monster in the knife, heard Emperor Yun's reminder and wondered whether to let go.

In fact, his will was as solid as a rock, and the illusion before him could not disturb him. As long as he let go of the handle of the knife, the knife would no longer be able to affect him.

However, if he wants to subdue this knife, he must not stop now.

"Such a magical and special sword is rare in my life. If I give it up like this."

Song Changming pondered over it in his mind and finally decided to try one last time.

Having made the decision, he in the illusion no longer had time to observe or procrastinate, and directly cast the five seals.

His strength kept doubling, and he instantly became extremely powerful. He firmly grasped the horns of the dark monster, and pressed its head under his body little by little, pressing it into the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood!
At the same time, in the illusion, the colorful lines of witch soldier seals on Song Changming's body turned into ancient beast shadows, which were extremely conspicuous.

The monster was roaring, and the five ancient beast shadows were also roaring at it. In the monster's illusionary home field, the power of the ancient beast shadows even overwhelmed the monster.

Immediately afterwards, Song Changming had an idea.

The shadow of the sixth ancient beast emerged and turned into spider shadows all over the sky!

Several pairs of dark spider eyes stared straight at the monster that was almost crushed.

"Submit!" Song Changming shouted loudly.

The sound turned into an invisible magic force, making the monster feel uneasy and becoming more crazy.

"Surrender!" Song Changming shouted again with the magic power of the Sound Spider Witch Seal.

The monster began to tremble all over and became uneasy and panic-stricken.

When Song Changming shouted the third time, it was like thousands of thunders roaring simultaneously, blowing the monster into pieces and causing it to let out a weak and aggrieved cry.

At the same time, the illusion dissipated, and the long sword in Song Changming's hand stopped vibrating at some point.

The sound of swords that originally filled the tower also subsided at this moment.

In the Cloud Palace, Emperor Yun withdrew his perception, put on a faint smile, and closed his eyes again.

"This sword is called 'God Eater'. It's a good choice."

This was the last voice heard from Emperor Yun.

Song Changming grabbed the silver-white hilt and exerted force to take the long sword from the sword rack. He then bowed in the direction of Yunzhong Palace and thanked Emperor Yun for giving him the sword.

"What's going on?" King Cui stepped onto the fifth floor and looked at Song Changming who had just made a big noise.

However, even when he took the knife, he had no idea that there could be a knife so dangerous that it could backfire on its owner.

"Just choose this one." Song Changming said with a smile.

Feeling the incomparably heavy weight of this knife is as if there is really a giant monster squatting inside the knife. Holding it in the hand, it feels like it weighs tens of millions of pounds!

Even an ordinary martial artist, a master warrior, might not be able to wield this knife!

It was because Song Changming had great strength that he was able to wield the knife.

"This knife..." King Cui frowned slightly.

Although he didn't know what Song Changming had just experienced, and had never seen the soul-devouring monster in the knife, he subconsciously felt, based on his intuition, that the aura emanating from the knife was a little strange, even ominous!
He wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing that Song Changming was wielding the knife with ease and seemed reluctant to let it go, he stopped asking and thought he was just worrying too much.

After leaving Yundi City, Prince Cui and Song Changming stayed in Zixia Dao for a few more days at the invitation of Prince Xia.

After having fun, they returned to Cuibai Road.

Cuibai Main City, Marshal's Cabinet.

"Yes, after not seeing you for so many days, the cabinet's work has been organized in an orderly manner. This makes me feel relieved." After reading the documents on the table and the reports from Lu Yuchen and Wang Wenyu, Song Changming once again recognized their abilities.

It seems that when he travels far away in the future, he won't have to worry too much about any major chaos in the military under his jurisdiction.

The two of them have indeed become his right-hand men.

After the two of them have gained more experience in the future, he will continue to promote them, give them more responsibilities, and let them give full play to their talents.

In the evening, watch the moon on the platform.

Song Changming sat on a brocade cushion. In front of him was a small square table with a pot of wine and two stone pieces of different shapes but similar stone skins on it.

The bright, pure white moonlight poured down, covering the entire moon-viewing platform. The surfaces of the two stone slabs also emitted a faint glow, attracting more attention from Song Changming.

At this time, Su Qingqing brought a plate of exquisite eight-color pastries and placed it on the small table.

"Young master, enjoy your meal." Su Qingqing looked at Song Changming who had returned and said with a gentle smile on her face.

"Qingqing, this is the letter your mother asked me to deliver." Song Changming said, taking out a piece of letter paper and handing it to Su Qingqing.

"Oh, my mother sent me a letter. Thank you very much, young master." Su Qingqing took the letter and said in surprise. She hadn't seen her dear mother for a while, and she would miss her occasionally.

Song Changming waved his hand, picked up a piece of cake and put it into his mouth.

Soon, a sweet floral scent, with a hint of honeydew, wafted into his mouth.

After eating the crispy cake, the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth.

Song Changming never doubted Su Qingqing's ability to make dim sum, and Su Qingqing's pastries never disappointed him.

I have to say that Su Qingqing is truly an all-round talent. She learns things very quickly and improves even faster.

While Su Qingqing was reading the letter, Song Changming's gaze fell on the two stone pieces on the table again.

After swallowing the cake and taking a sip of wine, Song Changming then held the two pieces of stone in his hands and let his mental power penetrate them.

There was only a faint feedback of strange energy fluctuations, but it was not strong.

Upon seeing this, Song Changming immediately started to use the witchcraft technique, and the two pieces of stone seemed to have a connection with him.

One after another bizarre images emerged in his mind.

Song Changming, who had had this experience once, knew very well that these were scenes about the witch clan and the ancient times recorded in the witch god stone.

There are unheard-of ancient ferocious beasts, terrifying figures that look like gods and Buddhas in the sky, and mysterious constellations such as the sun, moon, and stars.

Song Changming accepted it patiently, and felt that the incomplete witch clan heritage had been improved and gradually became complete.

Song Changming had already confirmed on his way back that the newly acquired stone piece was a fragment of the Witch God Stone.

However, now that he has some free time, he can further study and research this new fragment of the Witch God Stone.

Suddenly, the scene that Song Changming saw through the newly acquired fragment of the Witch God Stone froze on a towering figure.

The figure blocked out the sun and the moon, leaving only a dark and blurry outline, and the true appearance could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, the figure turned towards him and pointed at him from a distance.

A huge finger seemed to stretch out the illusory image, spanning endless time and space, and directly touching his forehead.

Song Changming was struck by lightning. He stood there with his mind going blank.

This is the first time this has happened.

In the past, he had repeatedly viewed the images of the fragments of the Witch God Stone, but had never seen such a scene before.

This finger was so real that Song Changming in real life subconsciously touched his forehead.

And soon, with this finger, another magic technique appeared in his mind.

"The Sky-Raising Divine Art, the Nine-Level Divine Ladder" Song Changming muttered to himself, placing his fingers on his cold forehead.

As he quickly digested the techniques he had learned, Song Changming became more focused and serious.

"Is this a technique for cultivating the mind and refining the spirit?" Although Song Changming has not started practicing yet, he has already vaguely sensed that this new technique is quite unusual.

Witchcraft and this divine art.

One refines the body, the other refines the spirit, and they complement each other.

Regardless of whether it is the witch refining method or the sky-raising technique, they are both the foundation of the witch clan's inheritance and the basis for further refining powerful witch seals.

Song Changming has studied witchcraft for many years, and now he has to learn the magic of the sky.

Su Qingqing, who was standing aside, was staring at Song Changming with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking. So Su Qingqing did not disturb him and knelt on the cushion with her hands on her knees, quietly and obediently.

After looking at her own young master's face for a long time, Su Qingqing had some strange thoughts in her mind. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but her cheeks gradually became more flushed, and her eyes moved, full of the spring of a woman.

Song Changming naturally could not see this scene.

At this moment, his mind was completely focused on the secret techniques of the witch clan that he had obtained.

The ultimate goal of the witch refining method is to shape his physical body into the legendary body of the witch god, while the sky-raising technique is to refine his spiritual body into the soul of the witch god!

Among them, there is a divine rank, with a total of nine ranks.

Only by ascending both the physical body and the soul to the highest ninth stage, can one become the god of the witch clan, shine with the sun and the moon, and live as long as the heaven and earth!

When receiving this information, Song Changming felt that the God of the Witch Clan was not much different from the real god he imagined!

Therefore, this so-called witch clan inheritance is actually a true step to becoming a god, a path for witches to cultivate and become gods!
"In that ancient period, I'm afraid that gods really existed." Song Changming recalled the figures that had appeared in his mind and could not help but think to himself.

However, even as powerful as the Witch Clan was, they could not survive the long river of time and eventually disappeared without a trace, leaving only the fragments of the Witch God Stone to prove that the Witch Clan had existed.

Song Changming obtained two fragments and learned some news about the Witch Clan.

The more he understood, the more frightened he became.

How did the Wu clan, which was so powerful that they could even become gods, end up being destroyed?

He only got one or two points of the witch clan's inheritance, but he has become so powerful. If he gets all the inheritance, does it mean that he will be able to go straight to the path of becoming a god in the future?

"Fragments of the Witch God Stone." Song Changming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the two pieces of stone in his hand.

It looks like an ordinary stone, but in his eyes, it is much more precious than any treasure in the world.

"It seems that we need to increase investment in the future and try to find such rare stones as much as possible."

Since we can find two of them, we should be able to find the other fragments as well.

Of course, it is quite difficult to find.

In the absence of any clues, searching in such a vast land of Kyushu is much more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

"Don't worry, just look for it slowly." Song Changming thought, and he was not in a hurry about this matter.

If anyone can gather all the fragments of the Witch God Stone, it would be hard to find a second person in the world except him.

After all, he has a longer lifespan than anyone else.

"Young Master, you're awake." Su Qingqing, who was standing by, saw Song Changming wake up, and immediately retracted the look on her face and smiled gently.

"Yeah." Song Changming nodded, still reviewing what he had gained in his mind.

"Nine-step God Ladder. Even as strong as I am now, I haven't even stepped on the first step. It seems that the road to becoming a god is much more difficult and longer than I thought."

"Sir, did you gain anything?" Su Qingqing asked.

Song Changming put away the stone pieces and laughed, "It's a great harvest."

He had also asked Su Qingqing or other people around him to try the fragments of the Witch God Stone.

But apart from him, no one else had the sense to obtain the witch clan's heritage.

Song Changming had already made a judgment on this.

He guessed that not everyone could practice the witch clan's heritage, and most likely only members of the witch clan with blood could inherit and practice it.

Although Song Changming does not have the blood of the witch clan, the reason why he can practice is that he relies on the most unique panel function on his body.

The panel included the witch clan inheritance that he had come into contact with, so he only needed to gain experience and practice to achieve results step by step.

Perhaps, he is the only exception.

In fact, if there were no members of the Wu Clan in this world, he would only be the only heir to the Wu Clan's magic.

(End of this chapter)