Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 285 Tiger Fiend, Wandering God

Xiayi County.

On the dusty road, two figures were walking in the distance. The one in front was a handsome young man, tall and slender, about fifteen or sixteen years old, not yet of age. He was full of vigor and vitality, with a face as fair as jade, red lips and white teeth, and was even more handsome than a girl.

Following behind was a burly man with an imposing presence. His muscular physique was so strong that his clothes couldn't cover it, and he wore a large black hat that obscured his face. The menacing aura emanating from him made people afraid to look directly at him.

It rained last night, and the sun is shining brightly today, so the ground quickly dried up again.

Just then, a luxurious carriage passed by. The coachman saw the two men and intended to whip the horse past them, but when he glanced at the young man and the burly man behind him who seemed to be his guards, his courage instantly shrank to his throat. He carefully pulled on the reins, turned the horse around to avoid the puddle ahead, so that the dirty water wouldn't splash onto the two men when the carriage passed by.

If a Mercedes were to drive by, the two of them would inevitably get soaked in mud.

However, the sudden turn caused the carriage to get stuck in the mud. A soft cry came from inside the carriage, and a pretty maidservant poked her head out and scolded, "Old Song, how are you driving?"

"Madam and Miss have both kowtowed."

The coachman was sweating profusely with anxiety. The wheels were stuck and he couldn't get them out of the carriage. He couldn't very well ask the nobleman inside to get out and push. Just as he was about to get out and think of a solution, a handsome young man by the roadside glanced at him, casually stretched out a hand, grabbed the carriage shaft, and gently lifted it up.

"Thank you, sir."

The pretty maid who had been scolding him instantly lit up when she saw the young man, and even her voice became softer. There was a beautiful young girl peeking in the carriage, and her personal maid didn't know that the change in tone meant she had seen a handsome man.

The boy smiled, the sunlight shining on his face, making his teeth appear gleaming white. He didn't respond and continued walking towards the county town on his own.

"That young man is incredibly strong."

The women inside the carriage were whispering to each other. Someone cautiously lifted the curtain, peeked at them, and quickly lowered it again.

"Indeed handsome."

A woman's voice rang out, then silence fell.

At this time, Xiayi County was already out of sight. There were some vendors by the roadside, as well as many tea stalls with awnings, which provided tea for passersby.

"pear."

"Authentic Dangshan pears, so sweet."

The young man stopped, took out a small piece of silver, handed it to the vendor, and picked out some pears. The old farmer took the pears, looked around, and said awkwardly, "Young master, I don't have change."

The young man didn't care. He pinched the silver coin, broke off a corner, and threw it over, saying, "Keep the change."

As he spoke, he washed the Dangshan pear and tossed it to the burly man behind him.

The burly man reached out and took it, biting into it and eating it all without even spitting out the pit. He muttered, "It's really sweet."

The boy took a bite, the juice was sweet and refreshing, and said, "A local specialty."

"Pears are grown here; you must try them."

As the two passed the intersection, there was a small earth god shrine on the side. Whether it was an illusion or not, as they passed by, the statue inside the earth god trembled and then shrank back inside.

There are some martial arts figures at the roadside tea stalls. Recently, many martial arts heroes have come to Xiayi County, and even the number of people inquiring about folk rumors near the tea stalls has increased.

"That young man seems to be of extraordinary status."

"The guards behind him had deep, even breathing and were physically strong; they must be masters of external martial arts."

Inside the tea stall, someone was sizing up the two of them.

The young man didn't care. He glanced around and walked into Xiayi County. They were all ordinary martial arts practitioners, and he regarded those who hadn't even reached three stars as small fry.

"It seems the rumors about the Flood Dragon Pool have attracted quite a few people from the martial arts world," the young man said, turning around.

The burly man chuckled and muttered, "It's nothing more than sending them to their deaths."

"They're not even enough to fill that dragon's teeth."

Few people actually dare to take the plunge; most are just there to fish in troubled waters.

He didn't have the heart to slay the dragon, but he did have the heart to fish in troubled waters, and it was very strong.

City God's Temple.

The incense offerings here are quite good. When the temple keeper saw the two of them from afar, he rubbed his eyes, then trembled all over and quickly lowered his head, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.

The boy, however, was observing the local city god and earth god.

His gaze pierced through everything, and he saw a phantom attached to the clay statue of the god. The phantom of the city god sat on it, almost as if it were a clay statue. One eye of the phantom was slightly open and the other was slightly closed. It seemed to see Lord Lushan, but it also seemed to be pretending not to see him.

Should we turn a blind eye?

Just pretend you didn't see it?
The boy felt a little amused for some reason; he now had a better understanding of the gods of this world.

——Xiayi City God (Yin Shen) (Merit Cultivation Mantra) (Five-Star White Board)!

Their strength is not bad.

It seems that the god-like powers in this world are all above average, similar to those ocean gods who roam rivers and lakes.

"However, they are all Yin spirits."

"So that means becoming a god after death?"

Duncan has not yet encountered a true god, though he has seen some mountain gods, local deities, and city gods, but they don't really concern themselves with worldly affairs.

The great demon can't control it.

The little demon was too lazy to care.

The only thing we can do is expel the wandering spirits and evil spirits that are close to the human world.

Demons are also a part of the human world.

Shortly after the two boys left, inside the City God Temple, the phantom of a wandering deity emerged from the clay sculpture and bowed to the City God above, saying, "Your Excellency."

"Is that demon the Mountain Lord?"

The City God slowly opened his other eye, looking at the mortals who were burning incense and offering sacrifices to him. He listened to their prayers by making hand gestures. The incense offerings had been good recently, and his magical power had also increased slightly. He said calmly, "Are there any other tiger demons around here?"

"It must be the mountain king from Dangshan."

The procession leader below, dressed as a military officer, hesitated before finally gritting his teeth and asking, "Sir, should we intervene?"

Tube?
How to manage?
Who will take charge?
Is it up to him, the City God who was bestowed the title for his good deeds, to manage this? Or is it up to you, the Six Doors constable who fought to the death while chasing down a notorious bandit?

The City God smiled faintly and said, "That mountain lord hasn't harmed anyone yet; he seems to be just traveling in the world."

"If Officer Lu wants to get involved, he can go ahead himself."

Upon hearing this, the military officer dressed as a wandering deity blushed and immediately turned back into the clay sculpture.

Beneath this City God Temple lies another realm, neither too large nor too small, invisible to ordinary people, roughly the size of a government office. The City God and Earth God of Xiayi County reside within it, making it a kind of yin dwelling attached to the temple.

At this moment, the two boys arrived at a teahouse and went to a private room upstairs.

In the hall below, a storyteller was telling the story of Xu Xun slaying the dragon. Lu Shanjun listened with great interest, but the tea drinkers downstairs had already heard it many times. Under the instigation of a few rogue idlers, the tea drinkers downstairs urged the storyteller to tell some stories of female ghosts and fox spirits.

The storyteller was caught in a dilemma. After finishing a section, he took a sip of water and changed the subject, telling a bizarre story that had recently circulated in the martial arts world.

It is a story about a wandering swordsman who accidentally stumbles into a fox spirit's den, where he is taken in bed by three sisters in turn. In the end, after a passionate lovemaking session, the fox spirit's tail is revealed during their lovemaking.

"Pushing open the door, I entered hastily. Red candles burned brightly, the magnificent house shone with splendor, and a beautiful woman smiled radiantly at me... Upon closer inspection, her skin was smooth and flawless, as radiant as a red lotus emerging from water..."

That storyteller was quite skilled.

The tea drinkers below listened with rapt attention. Unbeknownst to them, several scantily clad, glamorous women appeared around the corner of the teahouse, exuding an air of worldliness. As soon as the storyteller finished a segment, a waiter immediately came forward. Before long, several customers dressed like merchants rose and escorted these women into the alley behind the teahouse.

This street is a one-stop shop for eating, drinking, and having fun. Since ancient times, food and sex have been inseparable, and people from all walks of life mingle here.

The boy stood up and said, "Mountain Lord."

"It's noon, shall we find a restaurant to sit down?"

The burly man nodded slightly, but when he passed through the red-light district, he stopped, sniffed the air, and said, "I think I smell a hint of a vixen's stench."

Vixen?
The boy looked around, seemingly unaware of anything, and his gaze swept across everything without finding the fox spirit.

At this moment, Lu Shanjun said, "There must have been a fox spirit here."

"The stench hasn't dissipated yet."

"She was probably afraid of me, so she ran away first."

Fu Lai Building.

A table of food and wine had been prepared in the private room on the second floor. After the waiter left, Lu Shanjun took off his black hat. The transformed tiger looked at the food and couldn't help but feel hungry. He picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites. Then he tore it apart with his hands and ate a roast chicken in a few bites. He also chewed the steamed river fish, bones and all, with a crunchy sound.

Having eaten too much raw food, I've only now, after transforming into human form, been able to taste some of the delicious flavors of the human world.

The young man sipped his wine leisurely, occasionally pouring more for the tiger opposite him. Lu Shanjun ate and drank heartily, finally grabbing the wine jar and downing it in one gulp, letting out a burp and exclaiming, "That was great!"

"There's just not enough food and drinks."

The boy smiled and said, "It's alright, we'll bring another table later."

The two ordered three large tables of food and wine. As they left, the waiters kept glancing at them. The young man pulled out a gold nugget, said "Keep the change," and then casually picked up a wine jar and left. Lu Shanjun drank three jars of wine, his body reeking of alcohol. Coupled with his imposing figure, passersby gave him a wide berth.

The two of them toured the small county town.

The boy pointed to the inn across the street and asked, "Mountain Lord, would you like to stay at an inn tonight?"

Lu Shanjun shook his head and said, "No need."

"I dislike strangers."

"We'll camp out in the wild tonight, and I'll take this opportunity to measure your muscles and bones and open up your extra meridians."

The boy nodded and said, "Okay."

The Shakyamuni Elephant Throwing Skill is not a beginner's martial art. It involves the flow of Qi outside the body and its reflection on the five chakras. It refers to the three channels and five chakras of the human body. Without guidance, it would be a waste of time to practice it on your own.

Although Lu Shanjun was not well-versed in Buddhism, he was a master of external martial arts and understood everything at a glance.

The two arrived in the wilderness. Lu Shanjun asked the boy to take off his shirt, examined his physique, and couldn't help but exclaim, "His qi and blood are abundant; he is indeed a good seedling."

"I also have a martial art, which is derived from the Five Elements Fist, with the tiger form as its main element."

Do you want to learn?

The young man nodded.

Lu Shanjun then assumed a fighting stance, his figure instantly pouncing like a fierce tiger, his imposing aura overwhelming. Although it was a common martial art in the martial arts world, in his hands it was no less than a superior skill.

"All laws of heaven and earth lead to the same destination, though different in their paths."

"The magical power cultivated through meditation in Buddhism and Taoism can be used to cast spells, just as the true qi condensed by martial artists through physical training can also be used to cast spells."

"I see that you have an extraordinary destiny, and you may not be able to live a stable life as a江湖人 (jianghu person) in the future."

"My Tiger Fiend Fist."

"It can defend against enemies and protect oneself, and it can also slay ghosts, gods, and demons!"

At this point, Lu Shanjun looked the young man up and down and said in a deep voice, "However, if you want to slay ghosts, gods, and demons, it depends on how strong your malevolent aura is."

"If one cannot condense a burst of killing intent, it is merely a superior martial art for mortals."

Mountain tigers and fierce lords possess an inherent aura of menace.

For ordinary people to learn this set of boxing techniques, it's nothing more than being domineering and fierce, but it's completely useless against ghosts and monsters.

Although the Shakyamuni Elephant Throwing Skill is an external martial arts technique, it doesn't have any specific moves. It's more like the Yi Jin Duan Gu Gong (Muscle/Tendon Changing and Bone Strengthening Skill), which is specifically designed to enhance physical fitness. There are all sorts of strange martial arts techniques in the martial arts world, some of which are even evil techniques modified from ancient secret arts. They are called martial arts techniques, but they are actually a kind of incantation, only they are driven by true qi.

Evil spirit?

The boy seemed to be deep in thought upon hearing this.

At this moment, Lu Shanjun said, "I obtained a spell in my early years that can draw evil energy from the world into my body."

"But we need to find the materials first."

"Your blood and energy are abundant, so you don't need to worry about the evil energy eroding you. In the future, you should be able to activate this spell by finding a battlefield in the mortal realm."

Done.

His sharp claws sliced ​​through his fingertips, dripping with the fierce yang energy of a tiger, and he quickly drew a talisman, handing it to the boy and saying, "Remember this."

"When you encounter an ancient battlefield in the future, you can use this incantation to condense the evil energy."

The talisman fell into his palm and spontaneously combusted without any wind.

This scene stunned Lu Shanjun for a moment, but the boy had already memorized the curse mark. He closed his eyes for a moment, and the image of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood from back then appeared in his mind. When he opened his eyes again, they were already glowing with a strange, bloody light.

The boy assumed a fighting stance, like a fierce tiger with its eyes wide open. His memory was astonishing, almost photographic, and an invisible aura of bloodlust emanated from his body, surrounding him.

——"Tiger Demon Fist (Gold): A martial art created by Lu Shanjun, derived from Tiger Fist. It cultivates demonic energy into the body and can slay ghosts and gods. Special effects: shock, awe, spirit slaying, and curse."

hiss!
This guy is so scary.

Lu Shanjun gasped, his expression one of shock, as he scrutinized the young man before him. The fierce aura emanating from him made him seem like a god of war descended from the battlefield.

This martial art has a peculiar origin.

In his early years, Lu Shanjun killed several tomb raiders and seized a tiger tally from them. The tiger tally was a military seal, and the white tiger was associated with killing and warfare. After obtaining the tiger tally, Lu Shanjun observed that the inscription on it was quite peculiar and had an extremely strong malevolent aura. Since he had already learned a lot of rudimentary martial arts and was no longer able to make any progress, he had the idea of ​​creating his own martial arts.

He was originally a self-taught individual, and he acted on his impulses. He created the Tiger Fiend Fist, which took the form of Tiger Fist and the spirit of ferocity, and used it specifically to kill the wandering spirits and evil spirits that disturbed his peace.

As expected of someone born into the Demonic Cult's Blood Child lineage, his murderous aura is incredibly fierce!

This malevolent aura is so authentic.

Lu Shanjun was delighted to see the talent. He hadn't expected the boy to have such amazing comprehension. His Tiger Fiend Fist was perfectly suited to Lu Shanjun's self-created technique. Lu Shanjun demonstrated it once, and the boy followed along. In just a few quarters of an hour, the boy had become very proficient. Moreover, the boy seemed to have a lot of practical combat experience. His Tiger Fiend Fist had more of the killing aura of the military than Lu Shanjun's.

Why does it feel like his self-created Tiger Demon Fist is more authentic when he performs it?

What a hell.

This is the opposite of Tiangang!
Lu Shanjun spent several years creating the Tiger Fiend Fist, and had long since mastered it to a high level. The young man's performance was still a bit rusty, but for some reason, his aura was even more righteous than Lu Shanjun's.

If you ignore the techniques, the young man seems to be the true successor, while Lu Shanjun seems to be a self-taught practitioner.

The boy learned a superior set of boxing techniques in just half a night.

If it weren't for his shallow internal strength, he might have been able to 'transform his killing intent into a protective aura' and break through several major realms, condensing the killing intent around him into a wisp of protective aura.

Once the Qi is formed, the wind from the fist and palm becomes almost the same as the Qi from the sword.

"Where does this kid get such a fierce aura?"

"Is the Demonic Cult really that ruthless?"

Lu Shanjun observed the murderous aura emanating from the young man. Although it wasn't intense, the scent was just right, and the smell of it stirred up a murderous intent within him.

There are different levels of malevolent energy. Ordinary sorcerers who want to use malevolent energy to cast spells can simply find a mass grave. Yin malevolent energy is the most common, and it is used in those low-level evil spells.

But Lu Shanjun wasn't interested. The tiger in human form was extremely powerful and yang, so not only were low-class spells useless against him, but even orthodox Taoist incantations were mostly ineffective.

In his early years, he encountered a disheveled Taoist priest who was exorcising demons. The priest cast a spell to immobilize the mountain spirit, and the mountain spirit could not even be stopped for a moment.

If it weren't for Lord Lushan showing mercy, that Taoist wouldn't even have had a chance to escape underground.

Finally, Lu Shanjun used his Cloud-Turning Palm to shatter the ground and force the Taoist out from underground. However, he did not kill him in the end, after all, he was a member of the orthodox Xuanmen sect, and killing him would cause a lot of trouble.

This most superior aura of malevolence exists only in the military, where soldiers are the masters of killing and warfare. The appearance of the tiger tally is a reflection of this.

Blood Demon.

An ominous force.

However, ordinary shamans might not even be able to use their spells when faced with the bloodthirsty aura of the army, let alone be able to draw upon the army's malevolent energy. Ordinary spells would simply dissipate upon impact.

Lu Shanjun disliked incantations; they were all so effeminate, chanting spells and making hand gestures for ages, but they were no match for him smashing them into mincemeat with a single palm strike.

"This kid probably wants to cultivate his path through killing!"

"Even someone like him is probably not as fierce!"

Seeing how quickly the young man was learning, Lu Shanjun didn't hold back. Taking advantage of his high spirits, he picked up a jar of wine he had brought and, while drinking heartily, said, "I also have a set of Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand techniques."

"It combines the characteristics of a tiger, is extremely ruthless, and every move is fatal, piercing the heart and lungs."

Do you want to learn?

The boy was also very interested and immediately said, "I will learn."

Practicing martial arts is quite interesting.

In just the middle of the night, his fist and palm techniques improved, and his internal strength increased slightly. As he mastered the Tiger Fiend Fist, his combat skills related to fist and palm techniques also improved slightly, as if he had gained a comprehensive understanding of them.

It seems that in this world, he can become a top expert even without killing countless people.

Lu Shanjun drank the strong liquor to the last drop, smashed the liquor jar with one palm, and assumed a fighting stance, like a black tiger tearing out its heart. The young man followed closely behind, with the same stance, but with an even more authentic flavor. In the invisible spiritual light, the shape of a fierce tiger faintly appeared, but it was not a tiger with bright eyes and stripes, but rather the appearance of a ferocious white tiger.

Miles away.

Several people were watching from the earth god temple on the distant hillside. The city god, who was in the lead, remained silent for a long time. He turned his head and glanced at the military officer who was sweating profusely beside him. He said with a half-smile, "Officer Lu."

"If you wish to subdue demons and monsters, you may go there yourself."

"This time next year".

I will certainly prepare a table of fine food and wine for you.

In the end, we were colleagues.

Now the county is very peaceful under his rule. There are no wandering spirits, no evil spirits, and no witchcraft or licentious rituals. Why bother the mountain god who has entered the world? And that constable Lu is so eager to get promoted and become a wandering god day and night. He doesn't even know his own limitations.

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(End of this chapter)