Chapter 111 Behind the Door (1500 Votes Plus More)
The Fengyun Sword, Taihua Sword, Star Picker, and Xiao Yuezhi were respectively inserted into the four corners of the dark mountain peak. The wind and clouds surged, the sword energy soared into the sky, the stars shook down, and there were thunderstorms. They were intertwined with the remaining essence of the Nine Heavens God's Thunder Spear. , forming a "drag and earth net" that covers the mountain peaks airtightly.
There were bursts of brilliance and sword energy competing for glory. When the "Tian Luo Earth Net" contracted and oppressed, the demonic energy on the dark mountain peaks boiled, turning into a straight wolf smoke and rushing into the sky, swallowing thunder and lightning, entangling the sword energy, chasing the stars, and the demonic energy surged.
Countless demons flew out from the mountain and pounced on the four treasure soldiers without fear of death. The corpses fell and shattered into pieces, but they had no effect at all, because they turned into demonic energy and merged into the mountain again.
Although the four treasured soldiers were fully powerful, they lacked a person in charge and lacked spirituality. Gradually, under the siege of the evil army, the "draft and earth net" that shrank and bound expanded a little.
Seeing this scene, Meng Qi understood that he had reached this point and had no way out. Only by climbing to the top and finding an inheritance for the Demon Lord's will could he hope to eliminate the will, destroy the Demon Tomb, and escape from trouble - he knew clearly that Gu Kongshan and others were In the distance, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up for a while, and I am located in the mountain peak, and there is no way to take this opportunity to make the four treasure soldiers recognize me as the master. Even if I can retreat out of the mountain in time, the running-in with the treasure soldiers is still a process, and it is by no means It can be done in a short time.
With no way behind him and uncertainty in front of him, Meng Qi took a deep breath and turned sideways to check whether the acupuncture points on Xiao Zi's body were still sealed, and then walked firmly to the front of the "Demon Gate".
For herself, the danger is not only Shimen in front of her, but also Xiao Zi beside her. Who knows when, she will look back on Xiao Sang.
The demonic energy was billowing, and the patterns of the seal characters were extremely sinister. Meng Qi felt as if his soul had been polluted just by looking at it.
He held the Red Sun Evil Suppressing Knife tightly in his right hand, and the golden bell on his body was operating to the limit. Like an Arhat coming into the world, he stretched out his left hand firmly and pressed lightly on the stone door.
The stone door opened very slowly without any abnormalities, revealing a magnificent palace. Meng Qi took Xiao Zi into the palace and saw the figure sitting on the throne.
He is tall and majestic, wearing a black imperial robe and a flat crown on his head, with the crown hanging down to cover his face.
"You are finally here. Are you willing to accept my inheritance and control the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?" The Demon Lord's voice was powerful and majestic, with an irresistible temptation.
It's just inheritance and I won't die. I should be able to control my heart and solve the matter of the Demon Grave first. Meng Qi thought for a while and said, "Junior is willing."
"You can teach me." There was a hint of smile in the Demon Lord's voice, and the crown flew up, revealing an evil and pale face, no different from that of an ordinary human being.
His eyes suddenly became blank, and then became chaotic, indescribable.
At the beginning of chaos, the primordial grand mist, yin and yang differentiated, the two instruments rotated, and two rays of light suddenly burst out, shining directly into Meng Qi's eyes.
Countless mysterious avenues swirled in Meng Qi's mind. He felt his power rising steadily. He soon opened the nine orifices, opened the mysterious door, communicated with heaven and earth, integrated the inside and outside, and condensed the Dharma Body.
Meng Qi couldn't help but let out a loud roar that shook the sky.
Suddenly, with the mountain peak as the core, circles of inexplicable ripples rippled outward, scattering the clouds, crushing the sword light, extinguishing the stars, and blowing away the thunder.
Demons descended one after another, covering the mountains and plains. Pairs of blood-red eyes looked at the peak, and blood-like tears fell down. Then, they all fell to the ground and worshiped:
"Welcome our Lord back! No one in the nine heavens and ten earths dares to disobey!"
"Welcome the return of the Lord! No one in the nine heavens and ten earths dares to disobey!" The cheers passed into Meng Qi's ears. All the previously invincible demons knelt at his feet. What an achievement and pride this was!
Zheng!
Fengyun Sword, Taihua Sword, Star Picker, and Xiao Yuezhi all let out a whimper under the overwhelming demonic power, shrunk in size, returned to their original shape, flew to Meng Qi's feet, and bowed respectfully.
The remaining essence of the Nine Heavens God's Thunder Spear dissipated involuntarily, leaving only an unwilling will remaining, but it was helpless and finally became silent.
Meng Qi raised his head and laughed, feeling very proud. The inheritance of the Demon Lord was truly extraordinary!
"Master..." Xiao Zi looked at Meng Qi in confusion, her delicate hands knotted unconsciously, "You must be clear about my intentions. I don't seek the next life, I just want to share weal and woe in this life."
Her appearance is exquisite, pure and ethereal, and she is shy but firmly tells her true feelings, which adds to her infinite charm.
Meng Qi had received the Demon Lord's inheritance and was no longer afraid of Gu Xiaosang. At this moment, he looked at such a beautiful Xiao Zi with an admiring attitude. He could not help but be moved. He said with a little hesitation: "But Xiao Sang doesn't want to, right?"
This is the trouble with being one body and two souls, and I am not someone who forces others to do it.
Xiao Zi lowered her head and said shyly: "Xiao Sang likes men who are stronger than her. You are a very suitable husband."
Let me go, is it too fast to change the name so quickly? Meng Qi was stunned for a moment and had a nervous breakdown.
Xiao Zi raised her head, her smile turned into a fairy: "'Master', I didn't expect that you can directly condense the demon body. I'm afraid you won't be able to go back to Buddhism in the future. Why don't you put down your worries and join the path together? Since Xiao Zi likes you, I If you don’t have a sweetheart, you might as well give it a try.”
Her index finger was green and white, slender and soft, and pressed against her pink lips, there was an indescribable temptation.
"This, this is not good..." Meng Qi swallowed.
"What's wrong?" Gu Xiaosang said with a smile, approaching Meng Qi step by step, "Could it be that husband, you don't like to take the initiative and like to be messed with by me? Okay, I can give it a try."
She gently pushed Meng Qi down on the throne, then stepped back and untied the ribbon that bound her hair. Her long hair fell like a waterfall, sliding across her face and the corners of her mouth.
Her slender fingers moved down from her chest to her waist, and then slowly pulled the belt, with a beautiful and charming posture.
Meng Qi's fingers moved vigorously, but at this moment, a clear shout came into his ears: "What are you doing?"
He looked up and saw Jiang Zhiwei walking into the hall with a sword, looking at this scene with a sad face.
"I, I, am not what you think." Meng Qi blurted out.
Then, the corner of his mouth twitched, "The channel" seemed a little wrong, this kind of dialogue should not appear in me.
Indistinctly, he had a flash of inspiration, and watched Jiang Zhiwei woodenly pull open her goose yellow dress, revealing her white middle dress and beautiful figure.
Something is wrong, something is wrong...
Everything is so real, he can't get rid of it. Gu Xiaosang and Jiang Zhiwei are enjoying themselves. It is a beautiful scene that he can't even dream of, but Meng Qi feels that this is not what he really wants in his heart.
Suddenly, a monk appeared in front of him. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew that his face was full of pain.
His body shrank and turned into a child. He was well-behaved and lovable, and his parents loved him. When he grew up, he was filial and respectful, and his parents also put him first in everything. When they were at the funeral, he looked at his parents' coffins and sighed: "So that's it."
A beauty appeared beside him, and they lived together, with red candles and fragrant beds, inseparable, raising children and daughters, and having a lot of fun. Decades later, his wife passed away. He sat in the mourning hall and suddenly sighed: "So that's it."
He lingered in the flowers, flirted everywhere, indulged in pleasure, and suddenly one day, he pulled away, shook his head and sighed: "So that's it That's it. "
He was born in the royal family, and was loved by everyone. When he grew up, he held power, had the constitution in his mouth, and could decide life and death with a single word. He could kill people in anger and be promoted to a higher position with joy. Ten years later, he left the palace with his hands behind his back, leaving only one sentence: "So that's it."
He fought on the battlefield, slaughtered villages and destroyed countries, regarded human life as worthless, and enjoyed the pleasure of killing. When he was old, he looked at the ancient Buddha with a rare smile: "So that's it."
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These scenes flashed before Meng Qi's eyes, like a morning bell, awakening him from his dream.
"So that's it, so this is 'Falling in the Red Dust'." Meng Qi muttered to himself, ignoring Gu Xiaosang and Jiang Zhiwei beside him. "Break the purity" refers directly to the guilt, regret, unforgettable and fearful things in everyone's heart. Only these can break the purity of people, belonging to the category of greed, anger, ignorance, love and separation, resentment and hatred, while "falling into the red dust" refers to the things that one yearns for, desires and wants in the heart, belonging to the "unattainable" things.
Strength, power, beauty, feelings, all of which just gathered in one furnace. Meng Qi closed his eyes and let the knife intent in his heart roll, and when it boiled, he chopped it out with a knife!
Ten feet of red dust, splendid rivers and mountains, beautiful women, parents' kindness, and huge financial resources, who has not had fantasies in this regard?
The knife light was full of worldly breath, cutting through everything in front of him, making them shatter and disappear like a mirror flower and water moon.
The knife intent rushed into the body, merging with the rolling demonic energy and previous emotions, tempering Meng Qi's body and mind.
I want all of these, but three thousand weak waters, thousands of temptations, only choose what I really want in my heart!
The dark gold became brighter and brighter. After a crackling sound, Meng Qi opened his eyes. After practicing hard for a period of time and enduring the "calcination" of the magic energy for most of the day, he had already entered the fifth level of the Golden Bell Cover. Of course, there was still a long way to go before he could complete it.
In front of him, the stone door with rolling magic energy reappeared in Meng Qi's sight. He felt calm, peaceful and happy, and no longer had any illusions.
He was satisfied to be able to enter the fifth level and comprehend "Falling into the Red Dust".
The stone door slowly opened, revealing the empty peak. Xiao Zi cheered: "I knew that you, the mage, could control your inner emotions."
Meng Qi looked back at her and whispered: "Go in."
After stepping through the stone door, Meng Qi immediately felt an indescribable pressure, a tremor from the soul, which made people feel like bowing.
He resisted the pressure and walked forward. After walking about ten steps, his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a huge purple lightning bolt nailed directly to the top of the peak. The light shone, the electric snake soared into the air, and the purple color was gorgeous, like a fairyland.
Meng Qi was about to ask Xiao Zi, but his eyes froze, because he saw a figure slowly turning around in the center of the purple lightning bolt.
He wore a wide robe with large sleeves, casual and casual, with a pale face and full of fatigue. However, there was a dark magic mark on his forehead, which was evil, bloody, and filthy. People dared not look directly at it. It was almost the same as the one on the statue of the Demon Lord, but it was more mysterious.
At his feet, there was a stone tablet with dragon and phoenix characters.
"The residual soul of the Demon Lord?" Xiao Zi retreated again and again in fear, and Meng Qi couldn't help but take a step back.
They originally thought that only the will of the Demon Lord remained, but they didn't expect that there would be something like a residual soul here!
Time flies, and the dead are like this. He can still have a trace of residual soul?
And this top-level power, even if it was just a trace of residual soul, even if Xiao Zi turned into Gu Xiaosang, it would only take a moment to kill the two of them.
The Demon Lord was full of vicissitudes of life, as if he was covered with the dust of the years. He looked at Meng Qi without emotion, his eyes were far away, as if he was looking through him, looking at someone else, and it seemed that he was looking at someone through the ages.
He sighed lightly, and said calmly:
"You are late."
After that, his figure gradually became transparent and dissipated.