Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 302 Emperor Zhenwu's cultivation method is invincible Zhang Jiuxiao

Zhang Jiuxiao's words echoed in Fumo Temple, making everyone stunned.

Pan Dan seemed to have thought of something, his face darkened, and he said, "I just want to muddy the water a little more, so that the monsters will scatter and flee, and I can also restrain Zhenlian and Zhang Qianyang outside for a moment, this is just adapting!"

There was a trace of grievance in his voice.

Zhang Jiuxiao just stared at him quietly, his voice very indifferent.

"Next time, stop making claims."

Pan Dan said angrily: "Zhang Jiuxiao, you broke my arm, I will definitely report this to the leader!"

Zhang Jiuxiao's voice was flat, but full of arrogance.

"Mo Luo, a demon who hides his head and shows his tail, and lingers on his last breath, also wants to get involved in my Longhu Mountain?"

Zhang Jiuxiao walked towards the sleepy old master step by step, with long hair fluttering, bright thunder light circulating around him, looking from a distance, it seemed to be wearing a layer of armor made of thunder.

Zhang Jiuxiao squinted, and said lightly: "You sent the eight-tailed fox demon to lure me into a demon, and want to use my hands to control Longhu Mountain. Why am I not using you?"

After a pause, he said word by word, sonorously: "No matter who is the master, Longhushan will always be surnamed Zhang!"

He is Zhang Jiuxiao, the descendant of the Celestial Master, the powerful Wulei Daoist in the world. Even though he has a strong obsession with the position of the Celestial Master, the pride flowing in his blood prevents him from becoming the minions of demons no matter what. .

Pan Dan's expression was gloomy, and he remained silent.

Liu Ningyan looked at Zhang Jiuxiao with complicated eyes, and said: "Elder brother, but you are still in the same boat with demons, now, do you want to kill master? Longhushan, there has never been a day of killing masters and fathers." division!"

Zhang Jiuxiao looked at the old Tianshi who had white beard and hair and was much thinner, his eyes rippling slightly.

"Back then, my mother begged him not to go down the mountain, but he didn't care. He resolutely left us down the mountain and became the celestial master who slays demons and demons. It is precisely because of this that my mother died at the hands of demons."

Liu Ningyan still remembers what happened back then, and she persuaded loudly: "Elder brother, but you were the one who released the demon back then, and you can't completely blame Master. He was more distressed than anyone else by the death of Master's wife. Since then, Master I never went down the mountain again!"

Zhang Jiuxiao said with a hint of anger in his voice: "Yes, I also made mistakes, so I practiced desperately and tried to do better. For this reason, I even imitated Emperor Wu, cutting open the intestines and abdomen, and even hurt the body, leaving But he created the Five Thunders Yangyuan Kung Fu because of this, and he doesn’t even look at what I do, no matter how much I achieve, he will always only like Zhang Qianyang!"

When Emperor Zhenwu was cultivating in the human world, he felt that the reason why people could not ascend to immortality was because they were hindered by the physical body, so he created a cultivation method that shocked the world.

He cut open his abdomen with a knife, pulled out his stomach and internal organs, and quickly ascended to immortality.

And the internal organs he left in the human world have cultivated into monsters one after another, bringing disaster to the world.

Emperor Zhenwu felt the cause and effect, so he went down to the earth to subdue these monsters, and brought his heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney into the Heavenly Palace, and became a fairy official, becoming his veritable confidant.

That's why the common people call him the Great Emperor Zhenwu Fumo, the Patriarch of Nine Heavens Slaying Demons.

But only the intestines and the stomach were not found by Emperor Zhenwu. His intestines turned into flying snakes, and his stomach turned into black turtles.

Zhang Jiuxiao was eager for success back then. After reading the ancient books of Taoism and learning about this incident, he wanted to imitate Emperor Wu, but his body was injured. If the old heavenly master hadn't arrived in time, he might have died long ago.

But fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and he was inspired by it. Emperor Zhenwu was able to succeed because the other party was not a mortal. If so, can he create a practice method to temper the mortal body like a god?

This is also the origin of Wulei Yangyuan Gong.

"Brother, it's not like this, you misunderstood Master!"

Liu Ningyan shouted.

But at this moment, Zhang Jiuxiao couldn't listen to other people's words, he walked towards the old master, and also stepped into the five-direction and five-element formation.

Wu Dabao didn't have any feelings for this elder brother who bullied and looked down on him since he was a child, so he resolutely activated the formation.

"Fire transforms into life, Suzaku spits out flames, burn!"

A phantom of Suzaku appeared on the red flag, spewing out raging flames and burning towards Zhang Jiuxiao.

boom!
The scorching flames immediately surrounded Zhang Jiuxiao, looking from a distance, it looked like a huge furnace, with billowing heat floating in the Fumo Temple, and the ground was red.

A figure slowly walked out of the flames.

Wu Dabao's complexion changed drastically, looking at the unscathed figure, he murmured: "How... is it possible?"

I saw Zhang Jiuxiao walking out slowly facing the flames spouted by Suzaku. His whole body was surrounded by bright electric light, his muscles were like poured steel, and even every strand of his hair shone with electric light.

The flame that could melt gold and destroy iron burned on him, but it couldn't do any harm.

"Gold transforms into life, white tiger becomes a soldier, cut!"

Countless golden lights turned into sharp knives, guns, swords and axes, and slashed at Zhang Jiuxiao.

However, the desperate scene appeared again.

clang!clang!clang!clang……

Those swordsmen slashed on Zhang Jiuxiao's body, except for the sparks they collided with, they still didn't cause a trace of damage, and even chopped a strand of hair.

Zhang Jiuxiao's physical body is so terrifying that it has reached the level of shocking the world. The reason why he used the thunder thorn for his avatar is because his real body is already an invincible magic weapon, and the thunder thorn has little effect on him.

Looking at the slowly approaching figure, Wu Dabao felt a huge sense of oppression, as if a mayfly could shake a tree, and a mantis' arm was like a cart.

"Earth transforms into life, hooks Chen into mountains, descends!"

As Wu Dabao chanted the mantra, the black treasure flag among the five-color flags burst into light, and the phantom of the divine beast emerged, and then turned into a mountain peak, and fell towards Zhang Jiuxiao.

Boom!

With a flash of thunder, the mountain peak was chopped into pieces, turned into a phantom and disappeared, and the black treasure flag suddenly became dim.

Zhang Jiuxiao stepped forward, only a few steps away from the old Tianshi.

Wu Dabao was startled and frightened, but he didn't have the slightest intention of giving in, he continued to make tricks and set up formations.

"Wood transforms, green dragon—"

boom!
Zhang Jiuxiao turned into a thunderbolt, and came to him in an instant, stretched out his hand to grab his neck, and lifted him up with one arm.

"Trash is trash. If it wasn't for your whole family being killed by demons back then, and you were alone and helpless, with your aptitude, how could you become my true disciple of Longhushan?"

"Master is too soft-hearted. He even accepts trash like you. My Longhu Mountain is not a place to hide filth!"

Lightning flashed from Zhang Jiuxiao's hand, and he was about to pinch Wu Dabao to death.

"stop!"

Wu Wei was concerned about the safety of his master, and immediately spilled the magic sand in his hand, and at the same time released the river-stirring stick.

Liu Ningyan and Liu Bihen also drew out their swords at the same time, and the two high-grade magic swords slashed at Zhang Jiuxiao's throat and dantian respectively, both of which were vital.

However, as the dazzling thunder flashed by, several muffled sounds came from the Fumo Temple, and the walls and gates were smashed to pieces.

Liu Ningyan, Liu Bihen, Wu Dabao and others were lying on the gravel, coughing up blood continuously.

Wu Wei's river-stirring stick broke in two and rolled on the ground like scrap iron.

Even the swords in the hands of Liu Ningyan and Liu Bihen were smashed and bent, and the places where they were smashed were still charred, not as clear as before.

As for the Mishensha, which was mixed with dozens of drugs, it had no effect on Zhang Jiuxiao at all.

With just one move, Zhang Jiuxiao defeated the four Yin God realms at the same time. The speed was so fast, the momentum was so powerful, and the physical body was so tyrannical that Pan Dan, who was watching coldly, couldn't help but change his face.

Zhang Jiuxiao quietly walked in front of the old master, looking at the sleeping old man, his eyes became extremely complicated.

After pondering for a moment, he raised the knife in his hand, and the lightning on it was comparable to any high-grade magic weapon.

(End of this chapter)