Chapter 889 The Demon of All Diseases
People from all sides arrived at the sacrificial square one after another. Near noon, tens of thousands of people gathered here.
The demon clouds in the sky rolled like tides, and the flying demon heads swarmed like bees.
Outside this place, the sun was bright and the sky was blue.
This place was miserable and dim.
As soon as Li Qingxian sat down, he felt a series of eyes flying towards him. He didn't care and kept recalling the matters related to the Demon Sect.
He looked at the Demon God Stairs, which was a kind of altar.
Sacrificing to the Demon God is what the demon cultivators often do.
After the sacrifice, if you get the favor of the demon god, you will get a powerful gift from the demon god if you are lucky, but under normal circumstances, the Demon God Spring will fall from the sky.
The Demon God Spring is a black and red liquid. It is more precious than all elixirs among demon cultivators and is the foundation of demon cultivators' cultivation.
When Li Qingxian thought of this, he suddenly remembered that he had killed many demon cultivators, so he opened the Qiankun bracelet to check.
Sure enough, there were all kinds of "golden demon cups" of various sizes inside.
These golden magic cups are made of gold, and the surface is inlaid with many gems. They are specially used to hold the spring of the devil.
Li Qingxian found an ordinary golden magic cup and collected the spring of the devil.
There are 7,221 drops in total.
"Some are from Mingshan, some are from Tianxuan Holy Land, some are from Qiyuan City magic cultivators, and some are from Guicheng Guizhen and other magic cultivators. Add them together, it's really not a small amount. The market price of a drop of the spring of the devil is about 20,000 taels of silver, which is more than 100 million taels. It's a pity that it's taboo to trade with the magic cultivators, so I haven't sold them all. It's better to take this opportunity to sell them all..."
Li Qingxian felt a chill coming, raised his head, and looked in one direction.
Under the banner of Baimo Cave, an old man squinted and looked over, with frost in his eyes.
There was a black hole as thick as an arm in the middle of the old man's forehead, and there seemed to be a black light flashing in the black hole.
Seeing Li Qingxian looking over, the old man snorted coldly and turned his head to look elsewhere.
Li Qingxian opened the communication talisman disk and checked the night guard information.
"The devil cultivator of Baimo Cave with a wild imagination..."
It turned out that this person was the elder of Baimo Cave, named Wu Laowa, nicknamed Black Snake Lord by the people of the Jianghu. The black hole on his forehead was called Black Devil Snake Cave, where the Black Devil Snake God was worshipped and thousands of devil snakes were raised.
This person was promoted to the third rank many years ago. With the magic snake magic skill, he dominated the world and rarely met an opponent.
Even if he met a master stronger than him, he could escape safely with magic skills and poison.
Li Qingxian didn't know where the hostility of the other party came from, but it was probably related to the previous Snake Demon Sect, so he continued to check the information and found it out.
Although this Black Snake Lord was born in Baimo Cave, in order to enhance the magic snake magic skill, he had studied and practiced in some demon sects. Later, he went to the Snake Demon Sect and had a close relationship with the previous generation of the Snake Demon Sect leader. He even recognized the current generation of the Snake Demon Sect leader as his adopted son.
Then his adopted son was killed by Zhou Hen, and his body is still hanging in the inn.
"Hundred Demon Cave..."
The five top-grade demon sects that came this time are not only strong in themselves, but also closely related to the five major demon sects.
Behind the Hundred Demon Cave is the Demon Mountain. It is even rumored that the Hundred Demon Cave found the Hundred Disease Demon Child of the Demon Mountain just to get close to the future leader of the Demon League, Zhang Wentong.
Li Qingxian glanced at the banner of the Hundred Demon Cave and looked around the scene, and found that many people were looking at him.
Obviously, the incident of the Five Demon Sects slaughtering the Snake Demon Sect caused quite a stir.
"Hmm..."
Li Qingxian suddenly found an acquaintance at the location of the Mirror Demon Sect.
The young man in brocade clothes stood in an inconspicuous position behind the people of the Mirror Demon Sect. When he found Li Qingxian looking at him, he showed panic and hurriedly lowered his head.
That person was Xiang Zizai. When they went to Qiyuan City, they were in the same escort team. They met in Tianshi City not long ago. The two sides had been together for many days, so it was normal for the other party to recognize him.
Li Qingxian said from afar: "Brother Xiang, long time no see. Let's find a chance to cooperate in the future."
Then Xiang Zi raised his head, nodded and bowed to Li Qingxian, clasped his fists and bowed, smiled apologetically, and then raised his fist lightly, put it on his mouth, and coughed repeatedly, and his hand took a long time to leave his mouth.
Li Qingxian naturally knew that the other party was saying that he would control his mouth and would never talk nonsense.
Li Qingxian no longer paid attention to Xiang Zizai, while thinking about how to deal with those Demon God Springs, while thinking about how to solve the next sacrifice to the Demon God.
It is very simple to pretend to be a demon. Some small spells of the Demon Sect have been learned by himself.
But the sacrifice to the Demon God cannot be done by normal means...
After a moment, Li Qingxian smiled slightly.
I have a demon god body obtained from Guizhen, and the last five qi did not transform into the demon god phase, so it is no problem to pretend to be a demon cultivator.
After all, the demon god cannot really watch here, at most it can only sense the breath.
Li Qingxian looked at the Demon God Stairs again. There were hundreds of demon gods of all sizes on it. As long as he got the grace of any demon god, he could get away with it.
Li Qingxian's eyes swept across the Mirror Demon Sect.
They were located closest to the Demon God Stairs, with hundreds of disciples, mostly women.
The Night Guards had very little information about the Mirror Demon Lady in recent years. They only knew that she had been in seclusion for many years, and there was no information even about her promotion to the first rank.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance.
In his peripheral vision, Wu Laowa of the Hundred Demon Cave suddenly stood up, smiled and walked quickly towards the entrance, as if he was going to greet someone, and he glanced at this place intentionally or unintentionally.
Li Qingxian looked at the entrance and saw a pale middle-aged man in white clothes walking slowly, step by step, very slowly.
The man was like a willow leaf in the wind, which could be blown away at any time.
There were many people pouring in, but there was no one within ten feet of him. Everyone instinctively avoided him as if they were rabbits encountering tigers.
The man's left eye suddenly turned red and bloodshot, as if he had a serious eye disease, but the redness disappeared after a while.
Then, dense black pustules appeared on his nose, comparable to rotten strawberries, and quickly disappeared.
Then, he covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed violently, blood flowed out through his fingers, his chest rose and fell violently, and soon returned to normal.
Then, his body suddenly tilted, and his right calf broke in the opposite direction. Although it was far away, Li Qingxian could faintly hear a snapping sound, but he quickly stood firm, and the broken bone returned to normal...
This person's body was constantly getting sick and recovering.
Li Qingxian thought of the various legends of the Hundred Diseases Demon.
The Hundred Diseases Demon was born weak and often got sick, which was very suitable for the Hundred Diseases Demon Art, and his practice was smooth sailing.
The Hundred Diseases Demon was also a fellow practitioner of the Demonic Evil, but his talent for evil cultivation was average, and he gave up later.
But even so, the evil cultivation technique deeply affected him.
As his cultivation level continued to improve, his magic skills became more and more powerful and more and more strange.
After practicing the Hundred Diseases Magic Technique, the magic skills will merge with the disease to form a disease type, which will be stored in the body.
People who practice this technique will continue to get sick and transform it into a disease type, and use the disease type to hurt people during or even before the battle.
For normal practitioners, the disease type will be hidden in the dantian, but the Hundred Diseases Demon Son practiced evil skills, causing his disease type to constantly erupt and make him sick.
But every time he got sick, the corresponding disease type would be stronger, and good and bad depended on each other.