Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 217 I don’t accept it! I don’t accept it!! (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced at the broken limbs on the ground, took out a bone bead from his arms and threw it lightly.

The bead was suspended in mid-air, dropping wisps of demonic energy that covered the debris on the ground.

In an instant, all the flesh, blood and bones melted and flowed towards the bone beads like a stream.

About a cup of tea later, all the broken limbs on the ground disappeared, and the white bone beads took on a jade color.

The young man waved his hand, and the bone beads floated back.

He bent his five fingers slightly, rubbed the beads, sensed the powerful aura contained in them, and lightly tapped his forehead.

"Two men fought for months, and the Skeleton Demon devoured a large number of corpses to assist in refining secret techniques, greatly increasing its combat power."

Then, he clenched his palm, and the bone bead shrank and was hung around his waist.

A thought.

A yellow flying boat appeared, but at this moment there were many cracks on the boat body, as if it would break at any time.

This was the trace left by the attack by the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, which almost shattered Huang Zhou. He was able to escape by destroying his own top-grade magical weapon, the pink handkerchief.

Zhang Yuanzhu jumped up, stood on the deck, and patted the boat's railing with his palm.

brush!
The yellow boat rushed out across the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood at the bow of the boat, took out a green fruit core from his storage bag, and played with it casually in his palm.

These were the spoils he got after killing the strong men from Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, three in total.

The boy looked thoughtful, and with one final throw, he dropped a fruit core onto the deck.

"rhubarb!"

With a whisper, the demon pet bag on the waist trembled, and a yellow shadow rushed out.

Wang Wang ~

Dahuang's eyes were full of excitement as he kept running on the deck.

It hasn't come out for a long time. Although there is no shortage of cultivation resources in the monster pet bag, the space is still too small.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand and pointed at the fruit core on the board:
"Swallow it and refine it slowly. It should be of great benefit to you and help you break through the fourth level of Qi Refining soon."

"Master Dao, I will definitely practice with all my strength."

The big yellow dog looked serious, ran to the edge of the deck and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then, he lay on the deck and began to refine it.

After Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the speed of rhubarb refining, he nodded with satisfaction.

It's relatively safe and not too aggressive.

Then, he withdrew his gaze, and red-gold flames burst out between his fingers and palms, and he began to refine the Qingchen fruit core with all his strength.

Boom! Boom! !
The blood was surging, and waves of white air surged out from his body, rising like wolf smoke.

The heat generated by the blood is enough to burn an ordinary monk.

At the same time, muscles, bones, and skin are all wrapped in powerful vitality, becoming moisturized and stronger.

Even the magic power began to rise with the transformation of the physical body.

Before he knew it, the fruit core in the boy's palm turned into ashes, and the transformation of his body came to an end.

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his pupils slightly, sensing every tiny part of his body.

The powerful force continued to surge out and fill the heart.

The feeling of power filling his body was delightful, and he closed his eyes as if enjoying it.

Deep in his soul, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree trembled slightly, and the mirror composed of red and blue divine light explained the results of his practice.

Realm: Qi training level nine (56.86%)

Less than half a year after breaking through the ninth level of Qi training, he had already completed half of the journey, all thanks to the trials and tribulations of life and death, as well as the Qingchen fruit core he swallowed.

With his current speed of cultivation, he would be able to step into the tenth level of Qi training in half a year at most, and at that time he would be unmatched in the Qi training realm.

Call ~
Zhang Yuanzhu slowly opened his eyes and exhaled.

The path of spiritual practice is long and requires progress step by step, so don’t be impatient.

Compared to those casual cultivators who have secluded themselves for decades without any success in order to break through a level, he is almost at the limit.

In just nine years, we have reached this point today.

As I was lost in thought, a huge city came into view.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood up, and a brutal murderous aura soared into the sky, filling the vast expanse of land.

"It's Taoist Qilin, everyone, leave quickly!"

"Don't make a move, don't try to stop him. He only kills big forces like the Red Sleeves Tower and the three major immortal cultivation families."

"Don't seek death, just covet the reward!"

……

Long roars shook the sky, and the monks retreated quickly. Even the soldiers standing on the city wall made way for them.

This is the reputation gained through killing, and the scene is created by the skeletons of those who have reached the peak of Qi training and even the foundation-building stage.

Zhang Yuanzhu steered the yellow boat forward and arrived in front of Hongxiu Tower without any obstruction.

At this moment, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and wearing a veil was standing in front of the attic.

After seeing Huang Zhou coming, he folded his hands at his waist, bowed his head and knelt, showing great respect:
"The Taoist is so powerful, Hongxiulou admits defeat and is willing to pay compensation..."

"die!"

A cold shout interrupted the conversation.

The sword flashed and fell from the sky.

Stab it!

The beautiful woman in light gauze turned into minced meat in an instant, and the attic behind her was also shattered.

Zhang Yuanzhu put away his knife and stood there, with a look of wantonness on his lips.

"Do you think this is just playing house?"

Then, he attacked one after another.

The Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, the City Lord's Mansion, and the three major immortal cultivation families in the city were all wiped out.

Whether cursing, begging for mercy, or even struggling and resisting, everything turned into a corpse.

Finally, Zhang Yuanzhu left the fairy city in his flying boat under the fearful gazes of the cultivators.

After two months of pursuit and counterattack, he roughly understood the major forces of the Qian Kingdom from the captives.

The three major immortal cultivation families are of the same blood. The strongest one is an old antique at the peak of foundation building, who may break through to the condensed evil at any time.

However, he hid in the formation all year round and did not dare to come out, for fear of being killed by the royal family of Qian Kingdom.

Forces like Hongxiu Tower are only at the foundation-building stage at their strongest.

As for the royal family of Qian Kingdom, there may be a True Man Ningsha who is now either heading to the battlefield between Yan and Qian, or is still keeping an eye on the three major immortal cultivation families, wanting to eliminate the scourge at the peak of foundation building.

In other words, as long as he is careful, there won't be much danger.

'kill! ’

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were cold and stern. In this situation, it was time to fight back.

A month later, he conquered 24 immortal cities in a row and plowed the southeast of Qian Kingdom.

Any force involved in issuing the demon-killing order will be his target of killing.

During this period, even if the foundation-building master took action, he was avoided in advance.

The pursuit of the Qian Kingdom became weaker and weaker as time went by.

……

Qian State, the capital of Lin'an.

In the north of the city, the endless vermilion pavilions, courtyards, and palaces have always been a place where monks seek pleasure.

But now, it has closed its doors to visitors, shut down all passages, and activated the formation.

In the vast square, four figures stood facing each other, each emitting a powerful aura that shook the heavens and the earth.

Everyone had a cold expression, filled with chilling murderous intent.

"A little bit of Qi training has caused the situation in the southeast to deteriorate to this point."

"Attack the Immortal City, kill the officials, and destroy our stronghold."

The woman in red had a cold look in her eyes, and her charming face had a hint of ferocity.

"Even when we were willing to give in and let the matter go, he kept pestering us."

With every word uttered, the murderous intent of the four people present grew more intense.

"Who does he think he is?"

"Master Ningsha?"

A figure wearing a Taoist robe with blue cloud patterns stood with his hands behind his back, reciting word by word:
"If he wants to die, then let him do it. It's just a price we can afford."

The woman in purple skirt following behind the woman in red has a beautiful face and exudes a graceful and elegant temperament.

She stretched out her hand, and items appeared in front of the four people one by one.

There were blood-stained red robes, fragments of a flying boat, and even half a pink handkerchief...

These are all things related to Taoist Qilin, and are items collected during the two months of fighting.

"Ascend the altar, perform rituals, and curse!"

The woman's face was cold, her eyes icy. Today, Hongxiu Tower, Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, and the three major immortal cultivation families have joined forces, and four foundation-building cultivators have taken action. They don't believe that the curse will not kill a Qi-cultivating cultivator.

As the words fell, an altar flew out from his arms.

The altar grew from small to large, expanding rapidly. In less than three breaths, it was ten meters high.

The whole body is scarlet, engraved with intricate patterns, and faint cries and roars can be heard.

The man in the green Taoist robe with cloud patterns frowned and stared at the altar intently.

"Such deep resentment and hatred!"

"Giggle~"

"It's just a sacrifice of some casual cultivators, no need to worry about it."

The beautiful woman in red chuckled, took a step forward, walked past the crowd, grabbed the object floating in the air, and climbed onto the altar.

She placed the blood-stained robe, the fragments of the flying boat, and the handkerchief on the altar.

The woman lowered her head and looked at the three foundation-building monks.

Bow and salute!
"Fellow Daoists, please come on stage."

"it is good!"

Low shouts echoed through the sky.

The three foundation-building monks stepped forward and stood at different places on the altar.

As the strong men returned to their positions, the beautiful woman in red straightened her back, and a serious look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"This killing spell is the 'Karma Fire Burning Curse'. It uses our karma, life essence, magic power, and spiritual consciousness as a guide, following the unpredictable cause and effect of the universe, to ignite the sins of Qilin Taoist, causing him to burn to death."

After a pause, the woman's eyes were filled with absolute confidence.

"With the four of us alive and the heavy killing that person is doing, we will surely succeed."

"let's start!"

The woman in red stretched out her hand and lightly tapped various things related to Qilin Taoist with her five fingers.

Every time a finger fell, a scarlet flame would burn up.

An inexplicable aura emerged from the altar and spread out in all directions, making the surrounding world seem darker at this moment.

The strange power followed an unknown trajectory, crossed time and space, and headed towards the southeast of Qian Kingdom.

……

A slender figure sat cross-legged on the flying boat, practicing with all his strength.

Strands of golden light rise from the abdomen and combine with the magic power in the dantian.

Every minute, every second, the mana is increasing.

At some point, Zhang Yuanzhu stopped practicing.

He felt a great danger approaching, which was his body's instinctive warning and prompt.

Without hesitation, he put away the Great Sun Spirit Essence, stood up, and looked around, but found nothing.

Zhang Yuanzhu's brows were furrowed, his pupils as deep as the abyss as he pondered various possibilities.

At the same time, the flying boat under his feet moved forward at a high speed.

uh-huh!

Suddenly, a muffled groan came from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, extremely intense pain burst out from the heart, and a scarlet flame burned everything.

Magical power began to get out of control, the mind fell into fog, and the flesh began to melt from the inside out.

The flying boat speeding across the sky twisted and turned and crashed into the mountains and rivers.

Boom!

Amidst the huge roar, dust rose up everywhere.

wow~
He spat out a mouthful of blood, but before it even hit the ground, it was burned to ashes.

Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!

Zhang Yuanzhu sat down, his consciousness transformed into a blade light, slashing towards the fog.

Click!Click!
The sound of breaking came one after another in my mind, the knife light was bright, and the fog dissipated.

The mind begins to clear up and look inward at the body.

The flesh and blood burned, the bones were charred, and the scarlet flames continued to burn everything.

"Kill with curse!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart, his face solemn.

As he came from the Zhuoyang lineage, he still knew some skills of cursing and killing.

For him, the only way to deal with this kind of magic is to resist it head-on.

A pair of double pupils glowed with green light, and a rich vitality filled every corner of the body.

At the same time, the [characteristics] deep in the soul burst into life.

The two work together to repair the body inside and out.

However, every time a little bit of restoration was done, it would be burned to ashes.

Cracks appeared one after another on the surface, scarlet flames emitted, and the skin was charred and fell off.

Then a green light bloomed, the flesh and blood began to wriggle back to life, and the skin reappeared.

This is a torture that cannot be described as being cut into pieces.

The boy's eyes were bright and dazzling, and his pupils were like two blue suns, circling and circling each other.

He stumbled to his feet and walked out of the pit. Square array disks flew out from his storage bag and were arranged in specific positions.

After a basic concealing formation was set up, Zhang Yuanzhu's body had turned into charcoal.

Pain and weakness are intertwined, but they cannot shake my heart in the slightest.

"It's just a curse, it can't kill me."

He sat down with his body swaying, trying his best to fight against the flames.

The cycle of repair and burning continues endlessly.

One day like this!
Three days like this!!
The same goes for seven days!!!
That slender figure never fell down, still fighting, still persisting.

……

Qian State, the capital of Lin'an.

"Why? Why isn't he dead yet?!"

The woman in red stood on the altar and screamed at the top of her lungs.

Her face was haggard, her black hair was dull, her breath was weak, and even her spirit platform was full of cracks.

The three foundation-building cultivators around her were not much better.

They all looked weak and pale.

You should know that the "Karma Fire Burning Body Curse" uses their vitality, magic power, and spiritual consciousness as fuel, and it is a technique that hurts people.

The seven consecutive days of curses made even the foundation-building cultivators feel oppressed.

"Sister, how could this be possible? A mere Qigong cultivator could survive for seven days and seven nights without dying."

The woman in purple had a ferocious look on her face as she sat cross-legged on the altar.

She understood this kind of curse. It was either the enemy's death or hers. There was no other choice.

Whether it's cursing or roaring, the curse continues.

Another eight days passed, and the curse lasted for a full half month.

The four foundation-building cultivators looked like dried bones, each with a look of despair on their faces.

It's really ridiculous. A curse and a Qi-cultivating monk actually forced them into such a desperate situation.

"I'm not reconciled!"

A figure wearing a green cloud-patterned Taoist robe muttered to himself.

The next moment, the body collapsed and turned into dust.

Following the death of the Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, an old man uttered a wry smile:
"What an incredible young generation! They managed to hold on for so long! Our deaths were not unjust."

Before the words were uttered, the old body had already turned to ashes.

For a moment, only the two owners of Hongxiu Tower were left on the altar.

The woman in the purple dress had a haggard face and had lost her former charm.

"Sister, it seems we miscalculated."

The woman's eyes were dull and her arms were placed flat on her knees.

"The road to immortality is difficult, I will go first."

Bang!
The body exploded, drifting away in the wind and covering the altar.

The woman in red reached out and took a section of the purple sleeve. Thousands of emotions surged in her heart, finally turning into a roar:
"Master Qilin, I refuse to accept!"

Bang!
The head exploded, but there was no liquid, only withering.

From then on, no one stood on the altar anymore, and all those who had built the foundation died.

(End of this chapter)