Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 498 Bodhidharma's One Palm Scripture, Master Diviner
In the mountains and forests, tangled trees grow, wild fruits rot, and poisonous snakes roam.

Over time, such an environment will naturally breed miasma.

Some of the miasma was invisible, while others were like grayish-white fog, thick and accumulating in the mountains.

Suddenly, the shadow of a large bird appeared, its wings folded behind its back, running wildly on its two feet.

The miasma ahead was distorted and exploded by its figure, churning and surging like raging waves and snowflakes, spreading in all directions.

The rocks were deeply dented by the bird's claws, leaving behind fragmented claw marks.

The sound of rocks cracking and the howling of the wind converged into a whirlwind in the mountains, stretching rapidly into the distance.

The spirits and monsters in the mountains peeked out curiously.

Only those with exceptionally sharp eyes could see that a naked man was sitting on the back of the large bird.

The man had a brown animal hide wrapped around his head, which held his hair back. He had a cold expression and a necklace of animal teeth around his neck.

His torso was covered by a leather armor, but his arms were exposed. His lower body was covered by snakeskin trousers and combat boots, with daggers inserted in both boots.

After passing through the miasma, the large bird's running speed slowed down slightly.

The man looked displeased, opened his mouth and shouted, his voice so sharp it sounded like the cry of a ferocious bird.

After two short and one long cry, the feathers on the large bird's neck all stood up straight, and it made a call that was very similar to its master's, and then it ran wildly again with renewed force.

In the south there is a country called "Destroy the Mongol Kingdom". It is similar in size to Changzhou, but it is surrounded by mountains and deep valleys, with complex and dangerous terrain. The monsters living in it are mostly fierce and barbaric.

The total population is naturally far less than that of the Cheung Chau Fong Fong people, who have experienced rapid growth over the past century.

Moreover, among the people who exterminated the Mongols, due to their special bloodline, there was a 50% chance that the offspring born from marriages would resemble humans.

The other half may have given birth to a large egg, from which the Mie Meng bird hatched.

This bird has red eyes, a blue body, and a red tail. Its feet are large and strong, but its wings are not particularly wide. It is only good at running and flying low.

Adult Mimon birds are robust, like fine horses, and can understand human language, but they are extremely wild and often fight with humans.

It was able to subdue this Mongol king, whose running speed was almost as fast as thunder.

The man's identity was naturally extraordinary; he was the war hero who destroyed the Mongol Kingdom.

The Kingdom of Mie Meng is located near the South China Sea and has long heard of the formidable reputation of the Ghost Mother Clan of Yushan. This time, they received an invitation to a gathering, which is said to be to discuss the future blood sacrifice, a matter of great importance to the nation.

Following ancient customs, the nations either don't go at all, or if they do go, it's usually to a meeting of important and powerful figures, so as not to diminish their own prestige, to show off their strength, and to compete for benefits.

After many days of discussion, it was finally decided that Zhan Kui would personally escort the Bird King of Extinction to the meeting.

Phew! ! !
The Mie Meng bird cried out again, took flight, and crossed a small river.

The river water was clear and slightly green, flowing gently from the distant mountains; it was shallow and wide.

I wonder if there are any flowering trees along the upstream bank.

Hundreds of petals floated on the water, swirling as they drifted downstream.

Just as the Mithril bird skimmed across the water, the petals, as if startled creatures, suddenly all left the water and soared into the air.

A colorful rain of flowers shoots upwards against the sky.

The Extinction Bird cried out in alarm. It was riddled with holes by the petals. Its huge body trembled in mid-air and could not fall down for a moment. It burst into bursts of blood mist in the air.

The warrior suddenly rose up and soared into the sky.

The petals that chased after him were all swept away by his claws and caught in his hands.

The moment he grabbed it, he was startled.

Those petals, seemingly soft, trembling, and somewhat transparent, actually have sharp edges and are even more resilient than steel.

It wasn't some special supernatural power that temporarily blessed the flower petals.

Rather, the petals themselves are entirely formed from the condensation of the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

The technique used to solidify it was ingenious and its resistance to pressure was extremely high; even Zhan Kui's claws couldn't break it in a short time.

He failed to burst the petals, and a figure behind him flew higher than him, clawing down at the back of his head.

Zhan Kui instantly changed position and countered with a claw attack.

The two figures clashed a hundred times in mid-air, sometimes joining and sometimes separating.

Feng Jianhua, clutching a large stack of animal hides in his right hand, spun around and landed back on the shore, his sleeves fluttering, surrounded by peach and plum petals.

The corpse of the Extinction Bird fell onto the water. The leather armor on Zhan Kui's head and torso had been taken away, and his body fell straight down, crashing onto the corpse of the Extinction Bird.

Just as the two bodies collided, Zhan Kui's surging sword energy erupted, shattering him into pieces.

A large wave surged up in the middle of the river, then slowly subsided, the water stained a deep, bloody color.

But there wasn't much of a bloody smell; instead, it had a peach and plum fragrance.

"The Peach and Plum Blossoms of Wandering the World" – if you specialize in this path and master it to a high degree, even your sword energy will taste sweet.

But Feng Jianhua liked this flavor. He pinched two petals, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them haphazardly. He was the principal of the Golden Knife Martial Arts School, a figure who had built the school up over half a century.

All the effort he had put in and the achievements he had made in the past unleashed astonishing potential when he encountered the Piaopeng World Peach and Plum Painting and Chu Tianshu's optimized Piaopeng training method.

With students all over the world, Feng Jianhua mastered all the techniques of a renowned teacher with ease.

However... the fierce spirit of the roc spreading its wings and hating the low sky has never been abandoned.

Hiss! !
Feng Jianhua reached out and tore his shirt to shreds. This meticulously crafted body, inhabited by a soul, could also be adjusted and deformed by his power.

His facial features, the thickness of his hair, and the shade of his skin became exactly the same as those of the Demon King from before.

He put on leather armor, let his hair down, and then tied it back up with animal hide.

"Also, there's the beast tooth necklace and snakeskin pants. I couldn't resist buying them earlier, so I'll grab some on the way."

Feng Jianhua looked at his reflection on the water and felt quite satisfied.

"White Horse, your divination is quite accurate."

Communication methods had already been established within the chest cavity of the possessed soul body with those of other possessed soul bodies.

When Feng Jianhua succeeded.

Lin Chucheng had already killed the Tiger Tooth Dwarf of Zhushan Kingdom.

On the grass in front of Wei Qidong was a wind-riding magical artifact, a sedan chair draped in thin gauze. She was bending down and picking up a snake-shaped earring made of blue and red stones from the corpse of a master from the Rain Master Kingdom.

Hundreds of miles away, along a mountain road.

The Black Tooth Mountain Man, wielding a skull staff, is charging through Stonehenge, dismantling the maze of stones along the way.

However, when he used footwork to connect with the earth's energy in order to break the formation, he suddenly felt a pain in his toe.

A rusty iron nail buried in the ground pierced his right big toe.

The toes swelled up at a visible speed, resembling a large purple radish.

"poisonous?!"

The man from Black Tooth Mountain gritted his teeth, picked up his staff, and tried to cut the toe with all his might, but he failed to sever it and was instead bounced back.

He felt all the blood rushing to his toes, and the shouts of hundreds of thousands of soldiers filled his ears. He was restless and his mental energy was in disarray.

The air ahead tilted, as if a curtain had been drawn back.

Master Baima struck Black Tooth Mountain Man dead with a single palm strike.

“Amitabha, Master, I have calculated that you have no hair on your head and do not wear shoes. This iron nail, forged from ten thousand battles, was specially brought for you.”

Even after he delivered that blow and saw his opponent lying dead with his eyes wide open, he remained vigilant.

As he spoke, he unleashed three more golden, gleaming palm strikes of psychic energy at the corpse.

Then he did some calculations with his fingers.

They were all dead, so I'm relieved.

Master Baima learned many divination methods, among which the one he studied most thoroughly was the "Damo One Palm Scripture," which was also known as "One Palm Gold" because of its rarity.

This method is divided into two parts: the outer part and the inner part. The outer part requires knowing a person's birth date and time in order to roughly calculate their recent fortune.

The inner chapter involves entering a meditative state of mind, seeking the answer by turning one's heart to ask the divination, and then expressing it through the palm of one's hand. The calculation is completed intentionally or unintentionally, with the question constantly on one's mind, seeking the answer.

When it comes to divination, the more secretive the question or the bigger the event, the more severe the backlash will be, and the less likely you are to get a result.

Conversely, the more information you have, the greater the likelihood of getting accurate results when divining only small questions.

If, before, they were unaware of the gathering of the seventeen tribes, Master Baima dared to speculate about the connection to Changzhou Kingdom. No matter how he tried to calculate it, he could not possibly understand the whole story.

But now that we know many details about this matter...

They knew the location of the water demon army and that envoys from ten different clans had already arrived.

Master Baima then calculated the remaining paths of the envoys from various races, and identified which ones were relatively suitable to be replaced.

By calculating in this way, the answer was found quite easily.

Children, the elderly, women, and monks.

The four powerful figures arrived in spirit form, each setting up ambushes and choosing the most suitable opponents for themselves.

Aside from Lin Chucheng, who was a child, it was a violent punch that killed the opponent directly.

The other three all benefited from the ambush, which allowed them to finish the battle quickly.

"Amitabha, ptooey, ptooey, I can't say this catchphrase for now."

Master Baima responded in his mind, "The three of you have all succeeded; it's time for us to keep our appointment."

(End of this chapter)