Day and night tour

Chapter 293 Blood Blade

The heavenly world is made up of changing white clouds and misty fog, which gathers an extremely holy smell.

And now, the holy feeling has been replaced by blood,
The blood well was still growing crazily, filling the soft and porous interior of the white clouds and mist with blood.

Endless blood, after it could no longer be filled, flowed out from the inside of the cloud...

Blood, real blood, was everywhere, splattered everywhere, bringing with it a suffocating, eerie smell.

What was even worse than the strange smell was that many gods in heaven could sense the blood and a gradually stronger breath of life was generated.

"Zhou Xuan is serious. He really wants to revive the Blood Well."

“Gong Zheng! Senior Brother Gong! Hand over your godhood and accept your defeat.”

"Gong Zheng, hand over your godhood, or don't blame us for not caring about the friendship of the Kingdom of Heaven."

Many gods showed extreme panic in the extremely dangerous atmosphere.

If Gong Zheng doesn't hand over the "Godhood", they will probably unite to snatch the Godhood and return it to Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan is a complete terrorist. Now this terrorist is covered in explosives and standing at the gate of heaven. Who dares to provoke him?

"He is just pretending. He doesn't really want to revive the Blood Well. He doesn't have the courage to bear eternal infamy."

Gong Zheng is still gambling, and his attitude is very firm.

As one of the oldest gods in the sky, bowing to a mortal was inconsistent with the pride he had cultivated over two thousand years.

And he believed that Zhou Xuan would definitely stop.

If Xuejing Tianzun were to be resurrected and kill all the gods in the sky, he would also actively look for other living creatures.

The endless killing will not stop at the gate of heaven.

"Zhou Xuan, I know you. You care most about the ant-like people in Jing Country. You are also one of the ants."

Gong Zheng raised his eyes to look at Zhou Xuan and said coldly: "Ants will not betray ants."

"You take me too seriously. I'm not a saint. I'm just a nobody, a nobody who accidentally came to Jing Country from another country."

Zhou Xuan was colder than an iceberg. He spoke word by word, "Let alone the fact that Blood Well Heavenly Venerable caused endless killings, even if Blood Well destroyed the entire Well Country, what does it have to do with me?"

"you you……"

"Tired, destroy."

Zhou Xuan crossed his arms across his chest, letting the strong wind blow his clothes. He looked like he was appreciating the sunset, with a calm smile on his face, ready to enjoy the fascinating killing that was about to happen.

"Ah Xuan, stop playing. I can already feel the vitality of the well. I'm afraid it's really coming back to life."

Miss Wall was a little frightened. With her powerful consciousness, she had already sensed the different blood well.

The breath of life that only Jingguo Tianzun possessed emerged.

Although the breath was as thin as a strand of hair, if Zhou Xuan did not stop the blood well from reviving, the breath would grow very quickly, becoming as thick as a finger, then a trickle, and finally as powerful as a rushing river...

Once the momentum is strong, no one can stop Tianzun from resurrecting.

"Don't worry, I still have someone to rely on, and the situation is still within my control."

Zhou Xuan had no expression on his face. He just stood there, watching Gong Zheng's clone coldly.

The painter's knees were weak. The greatest fear he had ever encountered in his life gave him courage. He pointed at Gong Zheng's nose and yelled, "It's all your fault. It's come to this. Do you really want to wait for the Heavenly Lord to resurrect?"

"Tian Zun is the founder of the Jingguo Incense and Fire Sect. All the incense and fire that the disciples of the halls cultivate are just borrowed from Tian Zun.
The same goes for you, the god. Hand it over, hand over your godhood, and hurry up to calm the anger of the young master."

The painter himself couldn't believe himself. He, who had such great worship for the gods, was actually educating "Gong Zheng" as if he was educating a student who had made a mistake.

The aura of the blood well was still growing wildly. It was barely perceptible just now, but now it was so strong that Gong Zheng could sense it clearly.
Once the matter was settled, the end of the Heavenly Kingdom was naturally irreparable. Also falling into the dark abyss was Zhou Xuan, who forcibly resurrected the Blood Well.

"He actually came for real.
He really wants to revive the Blood Well."

In this confrontation, it is a clash of momentum. Once one side loses in momentum, the defeat will be overwhelming.

The feeling of fear was growing wildly in Gong Zheng's heart.

He was afraid of Zhou Xuan.

"I thought you were just a brave and courageous mortal, but I never expected that you were actually a complete lunatic.

Take it, take it, Godhead, I don’t want it anymore.”

Gong Zheng raised his hand, and a golden leaf appeared on his skinny palm.

This is exactly the divine nature of the Heavenly Official.

The divine brilliance is so dazzling that it is obviously not fake.

"Come and get it."

"I've already said it, I came to Heaven just to revive the Blood Well, the Godhead... Am I rare?"

Zhou Xuan didn't even glance at the divine nature, and continued to wait for the Blood Well Heavenly Venerate's aura to expand.

"Zhou Xuan...Zhou Xuan...Listen to me, this world is a beautiful place. Don't rush down the wrong path."

Gong Zheng transformed from the cunning ancient god into a caring big brother, advising Zhou Xuan not to make mistakes and to return to the right path.

"Mistake? Not killing you all would be a mistake."

Zhou Xuan became more and more crazy, pointing at the clouds behind Gong Zheng: "Gods hiding in there, don't think I don't know, you and Bifang have colluded, and wrote down your wishes in the "Book of Will" to curse me to death... It just so happens that we are on the road together today, and I will drag a few people with me before I die."

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, young sir, you should first stop the Blood Well Heavenly Lord, and then we can discuss everything."

"Easy to negotiate? In order to activate the wish in the Book of Will, the gods need to nod their heads in agreement. The bigger the wish, the more gods need to nod their heads.

If you curse me to death, I'm afraid you'll need four or five gods to agree, right?
You ganged up on me.

You cursed me to death and then took my things and refused to return them. Why? Do you think I am honest and broad-minded?
You bastards are bullying an honest man. Now the honest man doesn't want to be honest anymore and just wants to drag you down with him. Want to discuss? No discussion!"

Zhou Xuan's eyes widened with anger.

Gong Zheng finally understood what it meant to be "unyielding even when one is right". He cupped his hands and said humbly, "Young Master, I am one of the oldest gods in the heavens. I am quite prestigious among the twenty-four gods in the sky.
I took all the requests you mentioned to heart.

Bifang and some gods have teamed up to use the "Book of Will" to curse you. They made a mistake, but the book has already been activated and cannot be stopped."

"Then my progress in resurrecting Tianzun cannot be stopped."

Zhou Xuan sneered.

"Young Master, although the Book of Will cannot be stopped, the twenty-four of us gods can work together to minimize the consequences of the curse and give you an explanation.
I will also return the godhood to you... At present, the Zoroastrians are looking for trouble with you. The Zoroastrians are very powerful, and even the gods in heaven are afraid of them.
If you stop the resurrection of the Blood Well now, we are willing to share with you the Zoroastrian information we have collected over the years."

"Bring it here."

Zhou Xuan was not a shameless person. Since Gong Zheng had already stated the bargaining chips, he would go straight for it.

"This is the godhead. This is a fragmentary record of the Zoroastrianism."

Gong Zheng hooked his left hand, and the golden divine leaf slowly flew into the palm of Zhou Xuan's hand.

He held the blade tightly.

At the same time, Gong Zheng waved his right hand, and an ancient parchment scroll also flew towards Zhou Xuan.

Five large characters were engraved on the parchment scroll... Zoroastrianism.

"The Zoroastrianism is very mysterious. Even the gods in the sky have not detected any big fish in the cult after joint monitoring. But even the records we have are extremely precious."

After Gong Zheng's momentum was completely dispelled, his mentality became more and more honest. He only wanted to get rid of Zhou Xuan, the plague god, as soon as possible.

"I offer you the Zoroastrian Fire Tong Zhen Lu and the divine nature. Young sir, please take the divine power."

The aura of the blood well was still expanding wildly. Gong Zheng was now walking on thin ice, afraid that he would step too hard and break the ice.

Zhou Xuan was not in a hurry. He just threw the divine nature and the Zoroastrianism Sutra into the secret realm.

He extended his hand again and said, "I have handed over the Godhead and the Tongzhen Scroll, but where is the Heavenly Book?"

"This……"

"You agreed to unite with the Sky Gods to minimize the curse of the Heavenly Book on me.
I can't just believe you just because you say it."

"In front of me, reduce the power of the Book of Heaven."

"Young sir, reducing the effectiveness of the Heavenly Book is very complicated and requires a lot of time and preparation... Now that Blood Well Celestial Venerable is about to be resurrected, please give me some time."

"Since you know that time is running out, why don't you hurry up and reduce your effectiveness?"

Zhou Xuan didn't believe in the character of these gods in the sky at all - if he didn't seize this opportunity to reduce the efficiency of the curse in the Heavenly Book, these gods would definitely make excuses and procrastinate afterwards.

"Alas..." Gong Zheng sighed.

"Sighing also counts as time, so hurry up and hope you don't live long enough to see the resurrection of the Heavenly Lord."

Zhou Xuan issued another warning.

Gong Zheng had no way out in the face of Zhou Xuan's pressure. He could only communicate with Bifang through voice transmission and then make a move.

A "Book of Will" flew out from the clouds and hung in front of Zhou Xuan's eyes.

The style of the heavenly book is simple and the paper and handwriting are so ordinary that they cannot be more ordinary.

Following Bifang's will, the heavenly book flipped.

On a page, Zhou Xuan saw his own curse.

"Using the will of heaven and earth as ink, I write the life of Zhou Xuan. Zhou Xuan will die soon."

This is the content of the curse,
Under the curse, there are signatures left by many gods. "The Master of Immortality", "Bifang", "The Queen", "Shuiyong", "Gongzheng", "Dizi"...

Zhou Xuan counted them one by one... There were a total of seventeen god-level statues, and they left their names.

"Damn it, my life is so precious."

There were a total of twenty-four gods above the sky. After the deaths of Peng Hou, Gui Shou and Tian Guan, there were only twenty-one left.

Of these twenty-one gods, seventeen actually agreed to the curse that Zhou Xuan would die...

"Is this looking down on me, or looking up to me too much?"

Zhou Xuan knew that the greater the wish in the Book of Will, the more approval from gods was needed.

In order to kill him, seventeen...

...At this point, Zhou Xuan received good news and bad news.

Good news: it is very difficult to kill Zhou Xuan by cursing.

Bad news: Almost all the gods in heaven wish Zhou Xuan dead.

"Gong Zheng, no wonder you don't want to modify the Heavenly Book in front of me. So many of you cursed a mortal like me to die. You are a god-level... You are really thick-skinned. Modify it now."

Zhou Xuan stretched out his hand and started knocking on the Heavenly Book, just like a strict teacher who was banging the blackboard hard out of anger.

"change."

As soon as Gong Zheng finished speaking, a cinnabar pen also emerged from the mist. The tip of the pen was hard. After the heavenly book automatically turned a page, the tip of the pen began to write quickly...

...request the Book of Will to stop running, change Zhou Xuan's fate, and save him from danger.

The new heavenly book has been written, and all that remains is the approval of the gods.

One god-level title after another appeared on the paper.

On the heavenly book wish of "saving Zhou Xuan's fate", the twenty-one remaining god-level beings all wrote down their names.

Seventeen god-level beings used the Heavenly Book to curse Zhou Xuan to death.

Now, twenty-one god-level beings used the Heavenly Book again to keep Zhou Xuan alive.

"If I can keep more gods alive, perhaps the effect of the curse of the heavenly book will diminish or even disappear."

"So far, there is no sign of the curse abating."

Miss Qiang was inside the secret realm, answering Zhou Xuan's questions... Currently, Zhou Xuan's lesions inside the secret realm still existed, with no signs of receding.

"Wait a little longer. The Heavenly Book cannot be false."

Zhou Xuan didn't think Gong Zheng would dare to play any tricks in front of him at this time.
He nodded towards the Book of Heaven, expressing his satisfaction after the Book of Heaven had made the corrections.

With his approval, the heavenly book suddenly flew into the fog.

"Young Master, we have finished what we need to do. Please ask Tianzun to retract his magical powers."

Gong Zheng is only worried about one thing now, and that is the revival of the Blood Well and when it will stop.

Zhou Xuan not only did not retreat, but his fighting spirit became stronger. He walked around Gong Zheng's Dharma body and said as he walked, "You have been admitting your mistakes for a long time, how can I go to heaven?

Now, Xuejing Tianzun has put in all his effort to take the lead for me. He is one of the four great ancestors of the Xianghuo Shendao and has put in so much effort. It is not appropriate for you to stop just like that."

"Young sir, what is the meaning of your words?"

"What I mean is that I have to leave a memory for you gods... If I don't give you a deep enough scar, I'm afraid that after two days, you will forget that I, Zhou Xuan, am not someone to be trifled with."

Zhou Xuan said this and shouted to the Blood Well: "Well, descend into my body."

Zhou Xuan has never been afraid of the Blood Well's revival becoming more and more intense, only because he has something to rely on... He is the strongest container among the people of the Well Country.

With his shout, the Blood Well gathered all its resurrected power onto Zhou Xuan.

The vast ocean of blood was gathering rapidly, and blood seeped out of Zhou Xuan's skin pores. The blood outlined a blood symbol on his skin that contained the essence of the heaven and earth.

After the blood talisman was formed, it exploded quickly and transformed Zhou Xuan's body.

For a time,

Behind Zhou Xuan, there was a Dharma body formed by blood.

All the incense was made by Tianzun, the supreme body outside the body - in front of Zhou Xuan, sixteen blades formed by force appeared.

"Close the sword."

Zhou Xuan's right hand sank down, and the sixteen blades collided with each other, making a clanging sound.

When the chaotic sounds became regular, all the sounds disappeared.

A bloody knife stood in front of Zhou Xuan.

The Dharma body behind him held the knife, and the knife had its own will, and was about to chop towards Gong Zheng.

this moment,
Zhou Xuan's incense is no longer important.

The important thing is... this sword with sixteen postures was created by Zhou Xuan, but its inner spirit is dominated by the awakened consciousness of Xuejing Tianzun.

"Young sir, you have taken the benefits, and I have returned the godhood, but you still want to use violence? How can this be justified?"

“If Blood Well Heavenly Venerable had not revived today, would you return my godhood to me?

You gods in the sky are like wild dogs snatching food. When you see a weak one, you bite it.
If you meet a strong man, he will kick you hard on the back and you will be obedient.
Gong Zheng, Blood Well Heavenly Master, just one cut. "

While Zhou Xuan was speaking, the bloody sixteen moves were used and the sword slashed down.

When the blade fell,
Zhou Xuan had a feeling that the entire world of Jingguo was filled with blood, sticky, smelly, and with a very strong smell of rust, which permeated the sky and the earth.

The Dharma body of "Gong Zheng" stepped back, releasing the divine bow in the air.

For an archer like him, it doesn't matter whether there is an arrow on the bow or not.

The might of heaven is his supreme arrow.

He drew his bow to the full moon and raised his hand to shoot, but before he could let go of the string, the bloody blade had already chopped down.

The knife was fast, and the bow was straight, so he could only change his moves. He used the bow of the divine bow to block horizontally...

Sudden!
It was not the sound of metal hitting stone, but the bloody knife slashing at the bow, like a red-hot table knife cutting into a candle.
The sword's momentum was too strong, and the divine bow's blocking had almost no hindrance, and it was chopped in half smoothly.
The old Dharma body of "Gong Zheng" is not even as strong as the divine bow.

The Dharmakaya was also cut in two.

Endless blood was surging, melting all the severed Dharma bodies.

this moment,
The breath of the blood well returned to silence.
Gong Zheng's Dharma body became Feiyue's sacrifice in Zhou Xuan's secret realm.

"Zhou Xuan, kill my clone!"

In the mist, Gong Zheng roared like thunder, his anger unable to be suppressed.

Zhou Xuan shook his long gown and said, "From now on, please remember this knife..."

At this point, Zhou Xuan's soul wandered away. The painter strode with his head held high, carried Zhou Xuan's body on his back, and went into the space, disappearing.

For the painter, today is his most proud day. Even the high and mighty god had his clone chopped off by the young master with one sword. He is an eyewitness to it.

"It seems that what the young master said is correct. He came to this heaven not for acting, but to revive the Blood Well."

The painter remembered one of Zhou Xuan's characteristics—he was the most powerful container among the people of Jing Country.

Three hundred years ago in Pengjia Town, Zhou Xuan simultaneously accommodated the arrival of the Blood Well, the Nuo God, and the Ginkgo Ancestral Tree.

The ancestral tree is the attendant of the god of heaven, the Nuo god is the god of heaven, and the blood well is of the celestial level.

The combined status of these three figures is higher than the sky, but Zhou Xuan's body can accommodate them...

……

"Ah Xuan, it turns out that you keep reviving Jingzi just to let his powerful aura enter your body and help you chop down Gong Zheng."

"Of course. Regardless of whether or not I can obtain the divine power, I must strike down the enemy with this sword.

As for the gods, they all bully the weak and fear the strong. If I don't give them some hope, they will come up with more tricks to mess with me."

Zhou Xuan said.

At this time, all the power generated by the blood well's revival was annihilated by Zhou Xuan's sword.

Jingzi also stopped trying to revive.

Miss Qiang was naturally relieved. She complained to Heishui: "Ah Shui, it was so dangerous just now, but you didn't do anything. If Jingzi really resurrects, then the Jing Kingdom will suffer."

The black water was still and peaceful, as if it trusted Zhou Xuan... or rather, it trusted him unconditionally...

"I am the strongest container of Jing Country. If Jingzi is resurrected to a higher level, I can contain it."

If Zhou Xuan could perfectly control the critical point of the blood well's resurrection, he would be invincible.
Then the attribute of Zhou Xuan's strongest container will allow him to defeat "Gong Zheng" today.

Zhou Xuan's spirit is still wandering in the daytime.
At this moment, a wooden sign with the words "Fang Xiangshi" emitting a faint blue glow flew over at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah? Nuo God?"

"Hey, you came down from heaven alive?"

Zhou Xuan and "Fang Xiangshi" looked at each other, both of them were confused...

(End of this chapter)