Raising the Demon

Chapter 728

The God's Falling Jue, which comes from Zi Baifeng's Demon Cultivation Jue, has experienced three versions of the God's Falling Technique, Symbiosis Jue, and God's Falling Jue. Now it is no longer the original simple God's Falling and Symbiosis. With the addition of faith.

Although these small monsters cannot get a large number of believers like Uncle Qingshi and Uncle Danmu, they can share a "pan-faith pool" with all other monsters. result.

And this kind of belief made these stone demons all become gods under Uncle Qingshi's command, and they could share some divine power from Uncle Qingshi when needed.

But just this kind of weak belief can't make the stone demon comparable to the candle dragon with terrifying racial talent.

But this is where the power of the God's Descending Jue lies, it can allow people and demons to share their power with each other.

If we talk about the power of faith, Zi Baifeng has a lot of it.

And recently, Zi Baifeng also got a special achievement of "Peak of Literature and Dao", and this bonus is even higher.

For Zi Baifeng, the peak of Wen Dao multiplied the killing power of his Wen Dao, and this power was distributed to the stone demon, resulting in the current violent scene.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The continuous blows made Qi Long Yaozun unable to control his figure, it was beaten back and forth like a sandbag, until the quilt Bai Feng held it in his hand.

"Don't kill me!" Qi Long Yaozun's only remaining consciousness was desperately begging for mercy.

But Zi Baifeng grabbed his neck and head with both hands, and tore him hard.

"Uh..." Qi Long Yaozun struggled desperately, his body was constantly changing, sometimes he was in the shape of a human, sometimes in the shape of a dragon, and sometimes he wanted to turn into a cloud of monsters to escape, but Zi Baifeng's hands seemed to be There is a magical power that will bind you tightly.

Obviously his body is so huge, but Zi Baifeng grabbed him like this, which is very unnatural.

"Kacha Kacha Kacha" sounded continuously, as if being pulled out from the sheath, Qi Long's spine was pulled out of his body, and the broken ribs dangled from the spine, spreading all over the spine. Longlin's body lay limply aside, the corpse was as huge as a hill.

And the part connecting the head and the spine, in Zi Baifeng's hands, also turned into the size of the body.

The tiny human, hanging in the air while holding onto the gigantic spine, looked weird.

The entire battlefield was as quiet as if there was no one there.

Everyone stared at the sky dumbfounded.

"Crack!" The God's Descending Art dissipated, and the stone helmet wrapped around Zi Baifeng's body turned into a cloud of gray sand and disappeared. Zi Baifeng stood in the air and took a deep breath.

"Let's all go away." Zi Baifeng stood in the air, silent for a while, and said.

The armies on both sides retreated like a tide. Whether it was Yijie Prefecture, which had been massacred by Zi Baifeng, or Anguizhou, which had suffered heavy losses, they did not want to fight anymore.

Because after all, they are human beings.

No one knows what the future holds, but at least for this moment, they don't need to fight anymore.

"Fellow Daoist..." The two monks from An Guizhou looked at each other, wanting to say something, Zi Baifeng waved his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the body of Demon Venerable Qi Long that was divided into two on the ground, and disappeared.

The two people from Guizhou looked at each other, unable to tell whether it was regret or something else.

In war, there are no winners.

……

"How is it possible!" When the news came back to Zhulong's ears, he could hardly believe his ears, "Qi Long died? How did he die?"

"The detailed news hasn't come yet. The people in Yijie Prefecture are resistant to us, which makes it difficult for us to collect information." Under his seat, an old man stood upright. This is the leader of Jiuying.

"Who is it?" Zhulong's eyes flickered again and again, and figures kept flickering in his mind.

There are only a handful of people in this world who can kill Qi Long.

Those earth immortals in the northern kingdom can, but they can't leave their territory at all.

Apart from them, it seems that there are only people from the Immortal Realm and Demon Realm left.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Zhulong's heart, Zi Baifeng.

Yes, Zi Baifeng, although Zi Baifeng himself is not strong, but he has a lot of people under his command, if he pays a certain price, maybe he can kill Qi Long.

But this price will definitely be very heavy, and it is not easy to pay.

It seems that Zhulong's judgment on Zi Baifeng is not wrong, but he never expected that Zi Baifeng's strength has made a leap recently.

A small "No. [-] Scholar in the University" gave Zi Baifeng "the pinnacle of literature and morality", and also gave him a qualitative leap in strength.

Besides Zi Baifeng, is there anyone else?
Immortal Ascension Technique is rampant now, as the so-called ants kill elephants, if dozens of people who have practiced Immortal Ascension Technique besiege Qi Long, they can kill him.

However, it doesn't matter whether Qi Long lives or dies, the point is that he must get what he wants quickly.

"What's going on in the Kingdom of Treasures?" Candle Dragon asked.

"We have already found a person who is suspected to be of the fourth bloodline, but it has not been verified, so we don't know if it can be used." The leader of Jiuying said.

"It is necessary to speed up the progress." Zhulong said, "in order to avoid long nights and dreams!"

"Yes, I will order Jiuying's people to speed up." The leader of Jiuying said.

Jiuying is also a kind of monster. Xia Junguo's intelligence agency named it after Jiuying for a reason. Jiuying is inextricably linked with the demon world.

……

The sound of silk and bamboo, an actor babbled and sang something on it, but Zi Baifeng didn't listen at all, just frowning and thinking.

"Brother Wu, don't worry about it." Mr. An said while grabbing Zi Baifeng's sleeve.

Zi Baifeng shook his head helplessly. Although he and Mr. An are about the same age, they are completely different. Mr. An is the kind of person who expresses his worries for writing new words. He can live carefree, but always It is to make yourself gloomy.

But Zi Baifeng has all kinds of troubles, which always emerge endlessly.

How can he be happy with the current chaos in the world?
But now, what he is worried about is his own impulsiveness. He shouldn't have acted in person at the beginning, what if he stunned the snake?
"It's still not enough patience, what should be tolerated is always unbearable."

The post house in Mobei Mansion is not big, and Xia Junguo's 200-member envoys cannot accommodate them at all. Many people have to live in the inn outside, but it is still possible to organize a decent dinner.

At this time, a sheep was being roasted in the courtyard, which was Xia Junguo's style, and some unique decorations of Xia Junguo were also arranged in the courtyard, which seemed quite exotic.

The troupe singing on the stage is also from Xia Junguo, performing Xia Junguo's local opera.

The roast lamb was almost ready, and the chef distributed plates of roast meat to everyone.

"Hiss" I heard Mr. An suddenly put his index finger in his mouth, and for some reason, Mr. An actually cut off his hand.

"Sorry, sorry!" A waiter hurried over and wanted to bandage Mr. An. Mr. An waved his hand with a smile: "It's okay, I was not careful."

The waiter apologized repeatedly, and replaced Mr. An with a new knife.

There was nothing to say during the banquet, the babbling and singing on the stage was really boring, but the food on the table was good, and it was very appetizing to Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng didn't intend to come, but he really couldn't stand Mr. An's enthusiasm, so he came with Mr. An.

In one day, from a fierce battle to a boring dinner party, there are too many changes in between, even Zi Baifeng feels like a dream.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone drank too much, even Zi Baifeng drank a few glasses, and his head was a little dizzy.

Mr. An came over frequently to drink with Zi Baifeng, and all of this was in the eyes of Ma Yuean, the envoy of Xia Junguo who was on the opposite side.

This Wu Feng seems to have had a close relationship with Mr. An, and his background is mysterious. He doesn't know who he is, so it's better not to cause any changes because of his relationship.

He winked at the deputy envoy Lu Wangzheng, and glanced at Zi Baifeng's direction. Lu Wangzheng understood, turned around and whispered a few words to the envoy beside him. Said a few words.

The man sitting on the last seat nodded and patted his chest, as if to say that everything was wrapped in him.

After the waiter left, within a few minutes, the man sitting on the last seat staggered up and came to Zi Baifeng with a cup, and slapped the table in front of Zi Baifeng with a slap.

Zi Baifeng looked up, it was a middle-aged man with slanting eyes, yellow skin and thin, with a beard curled up at the corner of his mouth, he looked like a mouse.

"Are you Wu Feng?" The middle-aged man with hanging eyes looked down at Zi Baifeng.

"What?" Zi Baifeng raised his head and glanced at the man.

"It's nothing, I just want to have a drink with you." The middle-aged man said with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of drinking with strangers." The middle-aged man sneered, and then he sat down without waiting for Zi Baifeng's consent, squeezed Zi Baifeng around, and said carelessly: "Young man, you must know how to advance and retreat , to know good and bad, but also to know what kind of people can be provoked and what kind of people cannot be provoked."

He pointed at Zi Baifeng and said, "I heard that you plan to do Jinsha's business? Do you really think that giving out porridge every day can make those sandy buns trust you? Really think you can collect alluvial gold and sell it ?”

Behind Zi Baifeng, stood a silent golden sword demon. At this time, he moved, but Zi Baifeng stopped him in a subtle way.

He had just reflected on that he was not able to bear it enough, but now he felt that he seemed to be able to bear it for a while.

More importantly, he was suddenly a little relieved, because he didn't feel angry at all now, and being looked down upon by such a small person didn't make him feel offended in any way.

It turned out that he didn't lack patience, but that he had to be angry sometimes.

If he could hold back against a damned guy like Qi Long, then he would be truly broken.

Seeing that Bai Feng was still thinking about other things, as if his attention was not on him at all, the middle-aged man suddenly became upset, and said: "Boy, I will talk to you again!"

"Ah, sorry, I was distracted." Zi Baifeng smiled and said, "Who are you?"

"You are doing business in Mobei Mansion, and you don't even know me?" The middle-aged man cried out as if he was offended.

"I'm really sorry, I'm new here, so I really don't know who you are." Zi Baifeng shook his head.

"Pretend, still pretend." The middle-aged man sneered, "I think you are young, and you still want to support and support you. Since you are pretending in front of me, then forget it. I will crush you in the future, so don't come to me crying beg for mercy."

"Then you really need to be merciful." Zi Baifeng said with a smile, "Also, I really don't know, who are you?"

"I am Lei Dafu from Leifu Company." The middle-aged man puffed out his chest with a proud expression on his face.

"Sorry, what?" Zi Baifeng was at a loss.

"Lei Fu Company is the largest company in Mobei Prefecture. Now, out of ten shops in Mobei Prefecture, nine of them belong to my Lei Fu Company." Lei Fu patted his chest proudly. Beifu Jinsha acquires and sells more than nine floors, and you want to enter the sands industry, but you never asked me if I agreed."

"Then do you agree or not?" Zi Baifeng still looked blank, "But...why should I ask you whether you agree or not?"

Lei Dafu almost vomited blood from anger, thinking, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?

"Okay, since you are so ignorant of flattery, hehe... There is a good saying that shopping malls are like battlefields, then let's take a look at them with open swords and open guns, and see if I need my consent!" Lei Dafu stood up and patted Slap your ass and walk away with a swagger.

"Brother Wu, why did Lei Dafu seek you?" Seeing Lei Dafu leaving, Mr. An came over curiously.

"I don't know either... I said a lot of inexplicable things." Zi Baifeng was also a little at a loss, why did this guy come to him?
"How?" Not long after Lei Dafu returned to his seat, a waiter came up and asked.

"That kid is an idiot." Lei Dafu said, "He doesn't know anything."

The waiter nodded and turned away.

Lei Dafu glared at Zi Baifeng angrily, although he said that Zi Baifeng was an idiot, but he was so angry with Zi Baifeng that idiot, his body was trembling.

Finally, in the middle of the night, the host and guest had a good time, except for Lei Dafu who was humming angrily and cursing some ignorance from time to time, everyone else was very happy.

Zi Baifeng also drank a lot, Mr. An staggered, walked over with the support of two attendants, and said to Zi Baifeng with his tongue out, "Brother Wu, let's go back together."

"Alright." Zi Baifeng originally came in the same car with him, so naturally he also left in the same car at this time.

The two walked out of the post house shoulder to shoulder and got into the car.

Xia Junguo sent Ma Yue'an to send them out, and held Mr. An's hand, and was polite again.

When the two got into the car, a waiter suddenly hurried over and said in a low voice, "My lord, it has been proved that Mr. An is indeed the owner of the blood of the last clan."

Ma Yuean nodded slightly, and looked at Lu Wangzheng.

Xia Changqing stood not far behind them, his eyes flickering.

"Haha, I'm so happy tonight... It's been a long time since I... hiccup..." Mr. An grabbed Zi Baifeng's shoulders, and before he finished speaking, he hiccupped, and the smell of alcohol came out.

"Brother An, you are drunk." Zi Baifeng frowned slightly.

"You're still talking about me, aren't you drunk too?" Mr. An said.

He clearly saw that Zi Baifeng was also drunk just now.

Zi Baifeng shook his head slightly, not to mention that he was born with great power, even if he wasn't born with great power, with his current cultivation base, he really can get drunk when he wants to, and don't get drunk if he doesn't want to.

"Come on, I still have a jug of good wine in the car, let's drink... three more glasses!" Mr. An insisted on pulling Zi Baifeng to drink a few more glasses.

"My lord, you can't drink anymore. You've already drank so much. I'm afraid the master will be angry when you go home." The old servant tried hard, but Mr. An just shook his head and said, "I... hiccup... happy today." , I have a good friend like Brother Wu with me, Brother Wu, let me tell you, you are really a good friend of mine, I have never met a like-minded friend like you... those people, they all watch My status...look at my money...it's all because I have a good father...you are different..."

"Why am I different?" Seeing Mr. An's drunken appearance, Zi Baifeng was both angry and funny, thinking that this man's wine quality is really bad.

Mr. An didn't answer, but just babbled non-stop, and after a while, he began to talk about Mr. An's troubles again, "My father has locked me in the house all day since I was a child...never let me out...my father is A tyrant...my mother passed away...I fell into a stalemate with him...I found out later...my father was nice to me...Brother Wu, let me tell you a secret..."

"Young Master!" The old servant raised his voice, scolded him sharply, and then smiled apologetically to Zi Baifeng: "Mr. Wu, I'm really sorry, my young master just drank too much and that's it."

"It's okay, it's okay." Zi Baifeng grinned, "Actually, I'm quite envious of him being drunk, at least he can temporarily forget his troubles."

"Brother Wu, Brother Wu..." While speaking, Mr. An held back Zi Baifeng again, "I'm sorry for you..."

"Why are you sorry for me?" Zi Baifeng wondered.

"Don't cover my mouth, let me tell you!" Mr. An opened the old servant's hand twice, struggling to say, "I made friends with you, and my motives are not pure. I just... just want to help my father... help my father ...My father is working hard...Brother Wu, promise me not to leave, okay? You must collect alluvial gold in Mobei Mansion, okay? Those people in Xia Junguo are not good things. They lower the price of alluvial gold. Bei Mansion wouldn't be in such a mess now, but without them... Now Mo Bei Mansion would be even more chaotic... Brother Wu, Brother Wu, you have money, you have a lot of money, can you help my father?"

"Mr. Wu..." The old servant was so embarrassed that he laughed repeatedly.

Zi Baifeng felt helpless in his heart, and was moved by Mr. An's thoughts. Although he is a spoiled dandy, he wants to help his father. No matter who it is, this kind of father-son relationship is sincere. Yes, cannot be erased.

"Don't worry." Zi Baifeng said, "This is just a trivial matter. I will definitely make Mobei Prefecture better and better, so that the whole Mobei Prefecture can live a better life."

"Thank you, Brother Wu, I knew you could do it, thank you, thank you..." Mr. An held Zi Baifeng's hand, murmured thanks, and gradually let out a snoring sound.

"Alas... my young master..." The old servant supported Mr. An, let him lie on the back seat, and took out a wet towel to help him wipe his face.

Seeing their deep love between master and servant, Zi Baifeng also sighed in his heart.

Just as he promised Mr. An, he also has to work hard.

At this moment, the vehicle suddenly shook, and the groom in front shouted: "Who is it? They are blocking the way? Do you know who is in the carriage?"

The old servant's complexion changed, he poked his head out to take a look, then hurriedly retracted, and said to Zi Baifeng: "Mr. Wu, you are hiding in the carriage, don't come out!"

While speaking, the old servant rushed out of the carriage, and there was the sound of a fight outside the carriage, and then a scent wafted into his nostrils, Zi Baifeng sniffed it, and felt a little dizzy.

As soon as the old servant arrived at the door, he fell to the ground with a thud, and then the carriage was pulled by a huge force, soaring into the sky.

Zi Baifeng hesitated for a moment, and simply lay down on the back seat, pretending to be unconscious.

(End of this chapter)