I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 4: Holy Spirit Initiation
However, at the moment, Li Qingyun only knows one set of "Five Elements Fist" and one set of "Changle Sword Technique", which are the basic martial arts passed down from generation to generation in the Changle Gang, and there is nothing special about them.

Moreover, due to the laziness of his previous incarnation, he could only use it roughly, and there was no question of mastering it.

Looking at the remaining ten souls of his own, he carefully used the "Initiation" magical power, meditated on the "Five Elements Fist", and tried to communicate with the Holy Spirit in the dark...

【Ten Souls】……

【Nine Souls】……

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As his qi and blood rapidly decreased, mysterious thoughts entered Li Qingyun's mind.

Suddenly, countless "Li Qingyun" who looked exactly like himself appeared in front of him. They each took up their stance and began to practice the "Five Elements Fist" one by one.

Under the guidance of indescribable wisdom, each "self" is meticulous, practicing rapidly with extremely high efficiency and in an absolutely correct way, as if all desires and emotions have been cut off, and there is only supreme martial arts in life.

All their experiences and insights entered Li Qingyun's memory without reservation and became a part of him.

This method of practice was unheard of. In just a moment, he had mastered all the variations of this set of boxing techniques as if he had been studying it for a lifetime.

【Remaining Qi and blood: Seven Souls.】

Li Qingyun was very happy. He found that after the initiation, not only could his punches be as fast as thunder like an experienced martial artist, but his talent in boxing and kicking had also improved significantly.

Moreover, the consumption of qi and blood is only three souls.

Of course the main reason was that he already had some basic knowledge of the Five Elements Boxing. After all, as the successor of the Changle Gang, he had been taught by his father, the gang leader, since he was a child and had practiced martial arts for more than ten years.

With a lot of energy and blood left, Li Qingyun did not hesitate to continue to receive the initiation of "Changle Sword Technique".

Practice makes perfect. Through countless rehearsals, all kinds of complex variations of each move can be fully demonstrated. The speed of practice is accelerated by more than a thousand times.
As his qi and blood decreased, Li Qingyun continued to have flashes of inspiration, as if he had touched a new realm in the way of the sword. He was only a thin layer of window paper away from entering an unprecedented new field.

This wonderful feeling made him deeply immersed in it. He kept groping and trying, hoping to break through the last barrier, but he always failed and was always one step behind.

He didn't know how long it had been, but suddenly a headache-inducing whispering sounded in his ears, like crying, complaining, resentful, and longing, eroding every nerve in his body like a tide.

All kinds of violent and crazy emotions quickly occupied Li Qingyun's mind.

He knew something was wrong, and immediately stopped his magical powers before he lost consciousness. The depraved and twisted whispers then gradually faded away, allowing him to regain his composure and rationality.

Li Qingyun came back to his senses and was horrified to find that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and the energy and blood that had originally filled his limbs and bones had been drained away. The feeling of exhaustion made his whole body tremble, and he was so fragile that he seemed like he would be shattered into a pool of meat paste at the slightest touch.

It was a close call. I was on the verge of losing control and going crazy.

【Remaining Qi and blood: one soul.】

[Current status: Weak. Unable to use any magical power except 'Soul Devouring'. ]

Looking at his own condition, Li Qingyun shook his head and secretly summed up his experience.

The feeling just now was the same as the feeling when he first opened his heart to "Silence" and became an "agent".

The commonality between the two is that they both rashly accepted abilities and wisdom beyond their own limits when their qi and blood were insufficient and their bodies were on the verge of death.

Li Qingyun summed it up and immediately realized that he could not practice rashly without sufficient Qi and blood, otherwise he would hear creepy whispers. Perhaps it was an oracle from another higher-level world, or it could be the prayers of "Ji"'s believers to Him. In short, it was not a message that he could hear and understand at his current level of life.

He had already practiced the "Changle Sword Technique" to the perfect state of mastery just now, but he was too greedy and wanted to grasp the elusive inspiration. He delayed too long and was almost drained dry.

Li Qingyun recited this rule silently several times and memorized it firmly.

The power of the gods is too great to be known or guessed. When it comes to their gifts, one cannot be too cautious.

Otherwise, even if one is a "God-favored person", if he is not careful, he will fall into a state of mental disorder and become a madman. There is no free lunch in the world. If you want to receive extraordinary power, you must take extraordinary risks.

But as long as we are careful and control them properly, these dangers are within an acceptable range, and the benefits gained from them are immeasurable.

Li Qingyun stretched out his hands and looked at his five fingers, which were as steady and powerful as those of a seasoned swordsman. He felt the amazing power contained in them and felt extremely happy.

As long as one can gather enough extraordinary power, he can transform it into his own blood and energy for sacrifice, and practice the martial arts to the peak. The power of the gods is indeed incomparably strong.

However, apart from this puppet that has been "purified", where can he find more supernatural powers?
……

Just as he was lost in thought, a tall and handsome young man rushed in.

He frowned slightly when he saw the messy and dirty house. Then he saw Li Qingyun's pale face, which looked like he had been drained of alcohol and sex. He unconsciously showed a look of contempt on his face and coughed softly:
"Ahem, I'm here to see the gang leader."

Li Qingyun came back to his senses, put away the virtual shadow of the palace, looked at the young man in front of him, and immediately remembered who the other person was.

His predecessor had a carefree personality, but as far as he could remember, he was still quite wary of a few people.

Apart from a few uncles and grandfathers who have seniority, the young man in front of him is the most senior one.

This man's name is Song Ke. He has been in the Changle Gang for only five or six years, but he has risen from an ordinary gang thug to the leader of the gang. This is certainly due to the decline of talent in the Changle Gang, but the more important reason is that he has a very high talent for martial arts, and his swordsmanship and boxing techniques are unique. Moreover, he is fearless in fights, and is the gold medal thug of the Changle Gang and the backbone of the younger generation.

His only shortcoming was that he was young and hot-tempered. He looked down on the gang leader Li Qingyun, who was of similar age. Not only did he talk back to him many times, he even almost got into a fight once.

Of course, what Song Ke did was not wrong. No matter whose sister was targeted by such a beastly scoundrel, she would inevitably be furious.

Recalling these things, Li Qingyun couldn't help but frown. No wonder he, a scoundrel and gangster, had a bad reputation. He really dared to target anyone, even the relatives of his gang members.

Of course, even so, he couldn't lose his momentum, so he met Song Ke's gaze and said calmly:
"Master Song, this is where I rest. Why do you suddenly barge in? What do you want to do?"

Song Ke showed obvious disdain on his face, and his dissatisfaction was almost uncontrollable. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two sentences:
"Boss, several elders and hall masters are waiting for you to discuss matters in the main hall... It only happens once a month, so please be sure to be there.

"Well, we will give you... regular money at that time, so... don't miss it."

He deliberately added the last sentence, fearing that the other party would use an excuse to shirk responsibility.

Although the Changle Gang has declined, it is an old gang with decades of history after all, and it still has its own rules.

Small-scale regular meetings are held every ten days, and meetings attended by all staff are held once a month, rain or shine.

Li Qingyun always tried to escape whenever he could. Later, the elders had no choice but to change the date of monthly dividend distribution to the meeting day to prevent him from disappearing.

Although this nominal gang leader has no control over anything, but with him present, everything is legitimate. Otherwise, there would be no rules and no order.

Song Ke stood where he was, barely maintaining basic courtesy, but this respect was directed towards the Changle Gang, not Li Qingyun.

He was young and inexperienced, so he was not restricted by so many rules and regulations. He had no good feelings towards this useless gang leader who was addicted to eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He couldn't understand why the gang elders had to protect such a prodigal idiot.

How could such a humble and kind man like the old gang leader give birth to such a scumbag?

Li Qingyun took in his subtle expression, but said nothing, just nodded:

"Very good, let's go."

Song Ke was slightly stunned when he heard this. He had already prepared his next words, but he didn't expect that the other party would agree so easily this time.

In the past, it was not so easy to invite this plague god to come. You had to coax and deceive him, and your lips had to be worn out. Why is he so easy to talk to today?
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(End of this chapter)