Becoming a God by Visualizing the Sun

Chapter 33 [Zhong Kui's Broken Seal] Advanced! Seven Star Demon Slaying Sword Technique!

South of the outer city.

A temporary arena was surrounded by crowds of people, with shouts of hawkers and yells coming one after another, making the scene extremely lively.

The common people are naturally fond of joining in the fun and have a strong curiosity about the heroes of the martial arts world. Whenever there is a martial arts competition, they will flock to it.

The level of liveliness is comparable to the Lantern Festival.

Especially tonight.

The disciples of Yuding Palace are guarding the arena to learn from the masters of the martial arts world.

As a martial arts sect with profound background and great prestige in Qingzhou, it naturally attracted a lot of spectators.

Among the crowded crowd, there were wanderers and ordinary people.

"Tsk, this little girl has won ten games in a row without losing a single one. The storytelling says that all of you Jianghu people are so powerful, but you can't even beat a little girl?"

Some people from Gushan City said.

"What do you, a commoner, know? Is that an ordinary little girl? She's a true disciple from the Jade Tripod Palace. At only sixteen, she's already opened up ten acupoints and is only one step away from igniting her life flame."

"What's the point of explaining to him? A bunch of ordinary people, how can they understand the ins and outs of this?"

The surrounding martial artists said disdainfully.

The people of Gushan City were immediately displeased and retorted, "Hmph, no matter how powerful they are, can they be more powerful than the Demon Slayers? The Demon Slayers are the guardians of Gushan City, and every Demon Slayer is one in a million!"

The Jianghu guest glanced at him and said, "If that's the case, then why haven't we seen the Demon Slayer come out to challenge?"

"That means they have the imperial court's backing. If they were to enter the martial arts world, a single wave would drown them. How can they be chosen from among thousands? Is there a genius in the Demon Slayer Division who can open ten acupoints at the age of sixteen?"

"Frog at the bottom of the well!"

The martial artists in the underworld are all rough and rude, and their words touch people's hearts.

When the people of Gushan City heard this, they all looked indignant and asked, "Who are you scolding?"

A dispute was about to break out.

The city guards arrived quickly and the crowd dispersed.

Similar incidents happen almost every day.

On the roof not far away.

Qin Hao, Xue Renfeng, and Wang Zhen stood side by side.

Street patrol is the task of the City Guards, and they are mainly responsible for those warriors who can climb walls and fly over rooftops.

"It's really a headache. These martial artists are more or less restless."

Xue Renfeng rubbed his eyebrows. He was always a Buddhist and was most afraid of these troubles.

Wang Zhen said sullenly, "The Demon Slayer Division controls 80% of the martial arts resources in the world. The martial arts sects appear to submit to the imperial court's control, but they are actually resentful in their hearts. They are just limited by their power."

People who practice martial arts always have a bit of evil in them.

But in front of the court, he had to hide this bit of anger.

Seeing that the commotion in the crowd had subsided, they turned their attention back to the ring.

at this time.

The one who fought with Mo Xiaoyu, the junior sister of Yuding Palace, was a middle-aged swordsman. He had good blood and qi, and had opened up five acupoints. He should also be from a certain sect.

His swordsmanship is unpredictable and focuses on attacking vital points.

Mo Xiaoyu also only circulated the qi and blood in her five orifices, opening and closing her fists and palms with great force, which was in stark contrast to her delicate figure.

On his fists, there appeared faint images of illusory dragons and tigers.

After several hundred moves, the middle-aged swordsman was exhausted and hit by a punch. He flew backwards and fell under the ring, almost dying.

Mo Xiaoyu retracted her fist, looking very proud. She didn't seem to be tired at all, which showed how strong her energy was.

"This is the secret profound skill of the Jade Tripod Palace. It is said that it can open up the secret reservoirs of the Water Tiger and Fire Dragon in the body, temper the bones through the Yijing method, and cleanse the marrow through blood. It is quite famous in the martial arts world."

Xue Renfeng snorted, tilted his head to look at Qin Hao, and said with a smile:
"Perhaps they are not inferior to the Haoran Breathing Technique that Captain Zhang taught you."

"Speaking of which, she opened ten acupoints at the age of sixteen, and you have already perfected three in less than three months. As both of you are martial arts prodigies, are you interested in a competition, Brother Qin?"

Qin Hao smiled and shook his head, saying, "Just watch the fun. Compared to these minor fights, I am more worried about the Liansheng Sect." In the past half month.

Most of the martial arts sects and independent individuals who are interested in competing for the blood essence of the "Dream Demon" have already rushed to Gushan City.

On the contrary, the Liansheng Sect, which was the "root of the evil", seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Even the intelligence from the Demon Slayer Division could not find any trace of them.

Mention the religion of compassion.

Wang Zhen, who was always taciturn, echoed in a deep voice: "If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on."

Xue Renfeng patted their shoulders and said, "Why think so much? The garrison commander sent by Qingzhou will soon arrive and take charge of Gushan City. The Liansheng Cult's goal is to destroy the Yinsha corpse breeding ground in the Black Mountain. It has little to do with us, the Bronze-level Demon Slayers."

“Just do your part.”

"If the sky falls, there will always be tall people to hold it up."

The truth is, with their initial strength, they really have no way of intervening in the battle for the blood essence of the six realms of demons.

"Let's go, Night Patrol."

The city guards are stationed next to the arena, so they don't have to focus all their attention here.

……

In the following days, Qin Hao's life became busy.

Condensing Qi and blood during the day, visualizing the [Zhong Kui Devouring Ghost Picture], and participating in night patrol missions at night.

And as time goes by.

The atmosphere outside Gushan City gradually became tense.

The martial arts sects gathered here to obtain the blood essence of the demons in the Black Mountain.

However, the Demon Slaying Division had already sealed off Black Mountain, and the news could not get out.

After nearly a month, their patience was gradually exhausted and they became irritable.

There are fights in the arena in the south of the city almost from morning to night.

There were more and more frictions and conflicts in the streets and alleys, and some warriors even gathered together to ask the Demon Slayer for an explanation.

Inside the garrison camp.

Qin Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, his soul immersed in the space of consciousness.

A black and white picture of Zhong Kui Devouring Ghosts was sketched out in his mind. All that was missing was a pair of feet to reveal the whole picture. This was the result of a month's work.

As the time goes.

After the pair of soap boots were also visualized.

In an instant, a strong sense of throbbing emerged. In the [Zhong Kui Devouring Ghost Picture], the captured evil ghost suddenly came to life, broke free from the restraints, and was about to escape.

at the same time.

The majestic figure also moved, grasping the sword at his waist with one hand and pulling it out. On the sword, the passive stars burst into bright light, illuminating the entire consciousness space and falling on the evil ghost.

Pfft!
The evil ghost was cut into two pieces with a sound.

Before the evil spirit could fall from the sky, the statue of Zhong Kui opened its mouth wide and swallowed the evil spirit like a whale swallowing water.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes, as if he were alive.

The abdomen swelled and there was a dull sound like thunder.

After devouring the evil ghost, Zhong Kui slowly lowered his head. He had an iron face, curly beard, a leopard head with round eyes, and a fluttering red robe. He exuded an awe-inspiring righteousness that made people respect him.

His eyes fell on Qin Hao, he nodded slightly, then released the sword in his hand, turned into seven stars, and sank into his soul.

In the darkness, a majestic voice exploded in my mind:

"True fire refines essence, seven stars illuminate the sky, precious scrolls command the spirit, bestow—"

"Seven Star Demon-Slaying Sword Technique!"

(End of this chapter)