Chapter 501 Hibernation and Others
In the eighty-sixth year of the Chen Kingdom, the thousand-year-old black python was killed. Emperor Chen officially defined the Imperial Preceptor's Office as an evil organization and ordered the Demon Exterminator to kill them all.
The disciple of the Imperial Master's Mansion, who was so famous the day before, suddenly turned into a street rat that everyone yelled at. Countless remnants of the National Preceptor's Mansion were slaughtered to death, and nothing like this was like a tree falling and a hozen being scattered.
Wu Chong and the little old man ran the fastest.
After the Immortal Buddha's attack calmed down, the two of them ran away without looking back. In the process, the little old man even threw away his badge. Wu Chong was better off. He returned to the capital secretly and didn't bring his waistband, which saved him some trouble.
After this incident, the atmosphere in the Chen Kingdom became calm, and the original signs of national subjugation stabilized at a speed visible to the naked eye. Demons are defined as objects that must be killed. The imperial court stipulates that anyone who successfully kills a demon can remove the demon and receive a reward.
In this environment, two guys who were afraid of death fled all the way to the border and landed in a small, broken city that no one paid attention to.
The turmoil lasted for four or five years, and it was not until the death of the contemporary Emperor Chen that it slowed down slightly. It's just that at this time, Chen Guo's national policy has been set, and it is destined that no evildoer will sneak into the court again in the future.
Wu Chong and the little old man who fled to a small place changed their faces and reintegrated into local life. There aren't any very powerful masters in this remote city, so with the two of them's demon power, it couldn't be easier to deceive these ordinary people.
In the dilapidated rice and grain store, Wu Chong was sitting in a rocking chair and rocking slowly. In the yard in the distance, a little old man was also basking in the sun.
"This day is too boring, really boring."
The little old man yawned, and the wine bottle next to him tipped over.
With the dirty money Wu Chong seized from the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, the two of them lived a very comfortable life here. The old turtle shamelessly took in two concubines. When Wu Chong asked him if he could do it, the little old man looked at him with contempt.
Not long after that, the little old man's sons were born.
They are all half-demon.
Because of the help of their biological father, Old Turtle, these half-demon cubs were well hidden, and the demon power in their bodies was not activated. They looked no different from ordinary children.
"If you're not interested, go back and coax the kids."
Wu Chong closed his eyes and rested, his spirit connected to a wild temple outside the small town.
Soon after he settled here, he drove away a local wild god. After occupying the magpie nest, he began his practice of "pretending to be a god". After several years of accumulation, his cultivation has become more and more unfathomable, and now even the little old man can't see through him.
Now, Wu Chong's cultivation has reached more than 900 years, and he is only one step away from the thousand-year-old demon king.
"You boy"
The little old man stood up, glanced at Wu Chong, turned and left.
In the past few years of getting along with Wu Chong, he found that he could not understand this kid more and more. He had obviously practiced martial arts, but for some reason he was not affected in any way. On the contrary, the more I live, the more energetic I become. A big herring becomes sperm, which is not normal no matter how you look at it.
However, Old Turtle has no intention of getting to the bottom of it. For him, no matter what secrets Wu Chong has, as long as he can live a peaceful life.
After the little old man left, Wu Chong's spirit was completely withdrawn into his body.
Wow!
The demon blood flowed in the body, making a sound like a tide.
Looking inside, Wu Chong controlled the two pieces of 'Demon Will' that he had swallowed into his belly, and slowly recalled the scene where the immortal Buddha took action that day. Because he had reached that level before, he could see it more clearly and use this as a direction to adjust his skills.
After such a long period of exploration, his ‘Yu Qing Immortal Technique 3.0’ was finally perfected.
Compared with the 1.0 and 2.0 versions trained by Xiao Fan the Weasel and the Grizzly Bear King of Savage Mountain, this version is considered the real technique. After repeated deliberation on the panel, it is ready for practice.
Controlling his energy and blood, Wu Chong's spirit sank little by little.
His body seemed to have turned into a miniature world, with two pieces of 'Devil God's Will' suspended in his heart, like the sun, and other acupoints surrounding it, turning into stars. Blood surged like a sea below, and nearly a thousand years of demonic power condensed in the body, turning into a piece of earth that carried everything above it.
"call!"
He exhaled a thick breath, his voice as low as a drum.
Opening his eyes, Wu Chong could feel that his power had taken another step forward. He stood up and walked to the side, stretched out his palm, and a black compressed demon ball appeared in his palm.
Bang!
He reached out and slapped the bluestone with his palm, and the demonic energy exploded, but it did not explode as expected, but spread out like electric lines. In the blink of an eye, the bluestone was shaken into powder. Wu Chong looked at the stone chips in front of him with satisfaction, and became more precise in controlling his demonic power.
When he survives the catastrophe of the Thousand-Year Demon King, he will be able to bring trouble to the world and become the new big brother. Don't be impatient about ascension or anything for now, just take it slow and steady. Now he already has two fragments of the 'Demon God's Will'. After surviving the thousand-year Demon King Tribulation, he will begin to reproduce the power of the First Demon World. Only after the power of the Toad King adapts to the rules and is projected in, Wu Chong will feel relieved. Talk to the immortals and Buddhas above and ask them for more demonic will.
Open the panel.
Character: Wu Chong
Demon power: 968 years.
"Soon."
After calming down, Wu Chong continued to return to the previous yard and hibernated.
On the other side, Xiao Fan, the yellow-skinned boy who had recovered his strength, resumed his previous path of being a Baojiaxian. This time he didn't trust anyone anymore. After years of hard work, he finally made up for the damage done by that big herring. On the other side, the Lord and the Dragon King also successively found their way into human society. After contact, they began to know that the human country was called the 'Chen Dynasty', and that there was an organization called the Monster Extermination Department, which was dedicated to dealing with monsters like them. I even heard a lot of sporadic rumors. It is said that during the fourth generation of kings of the Chen Kingdom, there was a shocking battle that affected the fate of the country.
The Thousand-Year Demon King and the Immortal from the Upper Realm both appeared.
To this day, the Demon Slayer Department still has wanted documents for the remaining members of the Imperial Master's Office.
Several people also saw it one after another. Among them, Xiao Fan, the yellow-skinned man, gritted his teeth in hatred after seeing the wanted notice of Da Qingyu.
‘It’s this bastard who tricked me so badly! When I get better in the future, I will definitely put it in the pot and make soup to drink. ’
The Dragon King and the Lord came into contact with this information for the first time and just silently recorded these people.
"As expected of the Demon God's Tomb, there are also masters among the indigenous forces. But these people are only a few years older. When I live to their age, I will only be stronger." Several people thought silently. They had no idea that a wanted herring was a group of 'grave robbers' who had sneaked in, and had nothing to do with their expected aboriginal predecessors.