Raising the Demon

Chapter 194 A Ship Trials the Dragon Sect
Yanxi Mountain, the former site of Danmuzong.

A group of monks in white robes were slowly coming up from the bottom of the mountain.

A monk walking in the front was pulling a large flag. On the flag with blue flowers on a white background, was printed a bright red jujube, and on it was written "Ganzao Mountain Huanghuazong" in six big characters with claws and claws.

Beside the monk, there was a man wearing a slightly worn-out Danmu sect Taoist robe. He was bowed, with a smirk on his face, pointing at his side, and talking about something.

"Everyone, please take a look." The man in the Taoist robe of Danmu Sect said, "That's the first trace of the Nine Traces of Plum Blossoms."

"The Nine Traces of Plum Blossoms was really stepped on by the demon king?" A young male monk asked in surprise.

"Yes, back then the Spirit Tiger Demon King stepped up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain. He only walked five steps in total before reaching the top of the mountain." The man dressed in Danmu Zong apologized with a smile, "The so-called nine traces of plum blossoms are the nine footprints of the Demon King. , shaped like a plum blossom, as big as a lake."

"Five Steps? Isn't it Nine Tracks?" A naive-looking female monk asked.

"Fairy, you have forgotten that the demon king is a huge tiger with four legs. However, every time it takes a step, the footprints of its hind legs and front legs almost overlap, and they are superimposed together. Now this first This trace is the only one that clearly shows the palm print of the Demon King, it is very worth watching."

"Really? Then I'm going to take a good look!" The female monk jumped up and down, and appeared on the edge of the first trace after a few ups and downs. Looking down, she saw footprints as huge as a lake, and the muscles on the soles of her feet moved The lines of hair and hair are clearly visible, and it really looks like a huge plum blossom.

"Nine Tracks of Plum Blossoms is a good name." The female monk praised, and then waved her hand to the back: "Senior brother! Senior brother! Come here quickly, I want to take a picture here!"

A seemingly simple and honest young monk squeezed out from the crowd, and responded with some helplessness: "Come, come."

The young monk pulled out a two-foot-long piece of rice paper, pointed it at the front, and said, "Get ready...OK!"

I saw a ray of brilliance emanating from the rice paper, shooting towards the female monk, and then reflected back, leaving a black and white shadow on the rice paper.

The young female monk smiled sweetly, ran over, and said, "Let me see, let me see..." Then she pouted and said, "Some photos are blurry..."

"Hey...my photography skills are not perfect..." the young monk scratched his head helplessly and said.

The man in the Taoist robe of the Danmu Sect grinned, slandering the big family in his heart. These monks from the hinterland of the Central Plains and the Kingdom of Heaven are so extravagant and wasteful. This special paper, which is usually used to photocopy precious classics, is actually used for "photography". Prodigal, what a prodigal!It's just a small sect with fewer people than Danmu Sect, but an ordinary inner sect disciple is so luxurious. It seems that the Celestial Kingdom is really too rich, and they must be slaughtered today!
Thinking of this, the man in the Daoist robe of the Danmu Sect smiled even more attentively, and said: "The fairy is beautiful, no matter how you take a picture, it looks good!"

"Really!" The female monk held her cheeks, "I'm so shy..."

A group of people went up the mountain with laughter and noise. Along the way, the monk in Taoist robes of the Danmu School introduced it. When he reached the top of the mountain, he pointed to a big tunnel in front of him and said, "Everyone, the front is the end of the Nine Traces of Plum Blossoms." One trace, one trace of Danmu. Originally, this place was the headquarters of Danmu Sect, but it was flattened by the sole of the demon king's foot and squeezed, so it became what it is now."

The scope of this last trace is the largest, and the rotating threads can be clearly seen. The originally row upon row of houses of various colors have turned into murals on the ground. Flying sword magic weapons, male and female monks, and training books are all directly printed on the ground by that sole of the foot. , It was like freezing the past, and slapped it on the ground, and then the picture was distorted by a huge force, like a painting that was blurred in water.

The many monks of the Huanghua Sect in Ganzao Mountain who were laughing and making noise just now became quiet.

The impact of everything in front of them is too great. Before, they could look at the fall of Danmuzong with the mood of traveling, but at this moment, they couldn't help thinking that Danmuzong was actually a group with more people than them. , a big faction with great influence.And such a big faction was slapped to the ground by a so-called demon king.

"Brother, I feel a little uncomfortable..." The female monk who was still laughing just now had hidden behind Brother Photographer, resting her head on his shoulder.

This brother's complexion is also a little pale.

A middle-aged monk walked out of the crowd and said, "Now you understand why I brought you here. As monks of the Huanghua Sect in Ganzao Mountain, you are much happier than these monks in the barren land in the southwest. The sects needed for cultivation can still be supplied. You don’t have to compete with heaven and earth for spiritual energy, monsters for resources, and fellows to fight with your fellow sects like the sects in these places. You don’t have awe on weekdays, thinking that you can do whatever you want as a monk, and tease mortals , molesting the government, or even bullying people from other small sects, don’t stick your tongue out, I’m talking about you! Now you should know, in fact, compared with more powerful beings, you are just ants on the ground, and you will be killed by others at any time. Smash it to the ground!"

"How come, our Huanghua Sect is much more powerful than the Danmu Sect." A monk retorted in a low voice, "They just have a lot of people. What's the use of having a lot of people?"

"Say one more thing?" The middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes, and the man quickly covered his mouth.

A group of people were silent, afraid to speak again.

The man in the Taoist robe of the Danmu Sect is watching from the side. These days, he has been a guide almost every day, so as to earn some jade and a few pills, and continue to maintain his cultivation. This gave him an unspeakable pleasure, as if it was not his own sect who was slapped on the ground, but he was the one who slapped Danmu Zong on the ground.

"Dear immortals, the last stop of this trip is ahead, the sacred tree cave." The immortal guide guides in front. The final cave left by the Danmu sacred tree is actually at the highest point of the mountain, like a huge cave. The crater and several buildings built around the crater have also been completely destroyed and turned into ruins. After the shock just now, the road was very quiet, just looking up quietly.

When approaching the entrance of the cave, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the sky.

Everyone raised their heads and saw the clouds stirring in the sky, and a huge wooden boat rushed out of the clouds.

"Cloud ship!" The middle-aged immortal of Huang Huazong was well-informed, and he was startled when he saw the cloud ship. This kind of super-large air transport vehicle is only available to the top few big factions.

When the wooden boat completely rushed out of the clouds, everyone saw the huge double-winged dragon logo on the side.

"It's Yinglongzong..." Seeing the sign, the monks of Huang Huazong who came with them were almost in a mess.

"In response to the Dragon Sect's work, everyone should leave immediately. If there is any delay, they will be killed!" A loud voice came, and the man in the Taoist robe of the Danmu Sect also changed his face drastically, and quickly hid himself in the crowd of the Huanghua Sect. Mu Zong took off his Taoist robe.

Before, a colleague was arrested as a guide and led these big sects deep into the underground demon country, but he never came back. He didn't want to be arrested as a guide.

"Let's go! The people of Yinglongzong are unreasonable." The middle-aged monk was also extremely flustered, and the leisure and leisure he had just pointed out just disappeared, and the group immediately fled and ran down the mountain.

While running, the man in the Daoist robe of the Danmu Sect turned his head, slandering in his heart, grandma, once these guys come, I'm afraid there will be no business for another five or seven days.

But he asked: "All immortals, what sect is this Yinglong sect? Your Huanghua sect is a famous sect. Are you also afraid of them?"

The middle-aged immortal remained silent, with a heavy expression on his face, but the female monk was not very afraid, probably because ignorant people are fearless, and said: "You don't even know this? The Yinglong Sect is one of the four major sects of the Celestial Kingdom, you Danmu How many people did Zong have before? 1000? 2000?"

"There are only 700 people, plus the outer disciples..." the man in the Daoist robe of Danmu Sect clarified embarrassingly.

"Then do you know how many people there are in the Yinglong Sect?" Before he could answer, the female monk said by herself, "[-] disciples from the inner sect, and [-] disciples from the outer sect!"

The fairy tour guide opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

What is the concept of 1 people?Zibaifeng's Jiuyan Township has just over 9000 people.There are only 10 people in the whole city of Mengcheng.

As soon as everyone ran down the mountain, they heard a buzzing sound. Somehow, the immortals of Yinglongzong on the mountain used some method. An aurora-like barrier emerged from the hillside, covering the entire Yanyi Mountain.

Going up to the sky and going down to the ground, it seems to occupy the entire Yanxi Mountain.

Several beams of sword light flew out from the huge wooden boat that landed on the top of the mountain. It was the immortal flying the sword, soaring for nine days. The sword light was patrolling around the barrier, and at the same time a loud voice came:

"In response to the trial of the disciples of the outer sect of the Dragon Sect, do not disturb the idlers, but anyone who disturbs this world will be killed!"

"Ying Longzong is about to start the trial of outer disciples again." People from Huang Huazong whispered to each other, "As expected of Ying Longzong, the trial of outer disciples has such a big momentum."

"The competition in the Yinglong School is fierce. The outer disciples must pass the trial before they can enter the inner sect. The inner disciples have a trial every ten years. Those who fail will be relegated to the outer sect. After ten years, they can re-apply to enter the inner sect. Moreover, the death rate in their trials is so high, it is said that [-]% of the people will die every time..." a monk said.

"If you want to become their outer disciple, you have to go through trials." Another monk said, "I think I didn't even pass the primary election..."

"Brother, if you go now, you will definitely be able to pass!"

"I hope... I will try it after I practice for another two years..." The senior brother seemed to be quite old, but he was still determined.

"Anyway, if I don't go, it would be nice to be in Huanghuazong..." The female monk curled her lips.

"You don't understand..." The senior brother shook his head, looked at the middle-aged monk and said, "Master uncle must understand."

(End of this chapter)