Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 141 Ruins
"Master, Master, Junior Sister, no, no, don't be sad..."

"Oh, big brother, I'm so sad. Now that my second brother is gone, what should I do in the future?"

"I, I, I, I..."

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I know you always treat me as your sister. It's great to have you around."

"Master, Master, Junior Sister, it's, it's, actually I..."

"Ah, Senior Brother, are you trying to say that you like me too?"

"Uh-huh!"

"What! Second Brother's body is still warm, why are you like this, Big Brother! I thought you were a gentleman! You disappoint me so much..."

“Ah, ah! Master, master, master! I, I I I!”

"Alas... Senior Brother, I have always known that since I became your disciple, you have always taken care of me and watched over me silently. If you have any spiritual materials or treasures, you always think of leaving them to me first. I remember your kindness, but..."

“Master, Master, Master, I…”

"It's just that Second Senior Brother just happened. I'm afraid of being gossiped about by others. After all, you are my Snow Mountain Palace's eldest disciple. Now that Second Senior Brother is gone, you are the only one left to be the pillar. You have to bring glory to the sect in the future..."

"I, I, I... I don't care! Shishi... Junior Sister! I will protect you!"

"Oh... Senior Brother, you are so nice..."

“Master, Master, Junior Sister!”

"Brother!"

Xiao Jun stood on the wall with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and chanting
"The mandarin ducks are so enviable, they come and go in pairs, the swallows fly together
Linglong dice puts red beans on the bones and knows nothing.

The curtains send spring dreams all night, and the frosty lake is full of soft sleep

Being heartless is not as painful as being affectionate. You can know a person's face but not his heart.

Ah~ruthless~~"

What the hell are you singing...

Tiedan also rolled his eyes, and took the opportunity of his brother and sister hugging each other day and night to use the invisibility technique to avoid the palace gate guarded by the eldest senior brother, and sneaked into the demon royal city in the center of the ancient ruins quietly.

Along the way, Tiedan asked two more people and basically confirmed that the news was true.

The Snow Mountain Palace had to remove the demon-suppressing nails set by the Eight Feudal Army, unlock the Flying Star Array Locks arranged by the Three Enclosures, and finally release the demon ancestor. Then they could manipulate the Yinshan demons to move south to help the Duke of Zhongshan fight for the Central Plains.

Therefore, the Kan Kingdom and the Snow Mountain Palace had already made proper plans and had secretly lifted the forbidden barrier over the years. Only the eight magic spears left by the eight military leaders of the Immortal Palace were left to shock and seal the eight pieces of the demon god's body, preventing him from reviving and reuniting.

But in fact, it would make no difference if one or two less magic sealing nails were pulled out. After so many years without maintenance, there was not much power left in the magic-suppressing formation. It was also deliberately destroyed by the Snow Mountain Palace. The magic-suppressing spears at that time had already rusted like rotten iron. Three or four Jindan disciples could use their sword energy to attack randomly and cut the seal. Naturally, it would be difficult to suppress the gods and demons.

According to Tiedan's calculations, as long as the demon god unseals two or three pieces of his body, he can be resurrected. The only difference is whether his strength is stronger or weaker. However, the eight seals of his body are scattered throughout the city. It will take time to find them one by one. If he gets lost, it will be too late.

What's more, there is no such thing as guarding against thieves for a thousand days. Even if Tiedan stops the Snow Mountain Palace once, others may try a second and a third time. Even if the Snow Mountain Palace is destroyed, there are still many monsters coming over the mountains, and sooner or later the ancestor of the demon clan will be released.

So Tiedan planned to solve the problem once and for all by letting them release the demon and kill him.

Yes, Tiedan didn’t bother chasing after the disciples of Snow Mountain Palace everywhere, and went straight to the core.

After all, the cone-faced real person was going to sacrifice the king's blood in the last step, just waiting for him to unseal the demon-suppressing platform, and then take the opportunity to kill the demon. Anyway, even if the demon ancestor had reached the state of incarnation, he had been sealed for many years and had not yet merged, so he was naturally at his weakest.

Just kill it, chop off its body, cut off its path, destroy the luck of the demon clan completely, and be done with it once and for all.

Anyway, it's not the first time to fight that rubbish Tiedan who has transformed into a god. Since I have the flute in my hand, I'll just do it. This kind of fight of eliminating demons and defending justice, turning the tide, will earn me too much luck. Even the Lord of the Flute doesn't mind getting a little blood on his body.

Xiao Jun came over,
"Well, that's good. If you can get rid of this demon for the world, you will definitely be blessed by extraordinary luck and fortune. Maybe you can use this opportunity to find the snow lotus and save your lover."

Tiedan was also speechless. Why did he always bring her into the conversation every few words? He just came here to compete for the chance to become an immortal. Besides, why did you take it so seriously? Wouldn't it be a good thing for Xuanmen if the saint died?
Xiao Jun shook his head and said,
"No matter what, the saint is just different. She is really a miserable person. She is really different from the one over there. She is sincere to you. There are too few good girls like her these days. Don't let her down.

Ah! Ask the world, what is love? It makes people pledge to be together for life and death! "

Tiedan rolled his eyes, ignored him and continued to sneak.

Fortunately, the Snow Mountain Palace was attacked by the Purple-Robed Immortal, and most of the men were tied up. The remaining disciples had also dispersed and drawn their guns. Only one senior brother was on duty, so Tiedan easily passed through the numerous palace walls and gates and arrived at the Demon Suppression Platform in the Demon Palace.

It is called the Demon-Suppressing Platform, but strictly speaking it is actually the Demon-Suppressing Pit.

Tiedan took a look and saw that it was clearly a deep pit created by a punch, which blew the former imperial palace inside the city wall into dust. The flesh and blood of the monster was also splattered everywhere, and the pit was a deep red ochre color, probably all the dried blood of the monster king.

True. Blood burst out, flesh scattered, no bones left.

Surrounding the pit are eighteen giant statues of golden-armored soldiers, three meters tall, standing facing the blood pit. They are probably the Flying Star Lock.

In addition to the golden men, the surrounding demon royal cities were also densely covered with spells and talismans facing inward. It seemed that they were all talismans laid by the sects that guarded this giant demon pit in the past, but those talismans had almost been revealed.

At this time, the cone-faced Yuanying elder was already performing a ritual, and numerous talismans and flags were set up around him. Tiedan couldn't get close to him for the time being, so he squatted by the wall quietly, waiting for the opportunity.

Then the elder was seen with disheveled hair, holding a magic sword, and seventeen candlesticks were placed on the altar in front of him. Then he pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, picked up a pinch of green Taoist fire from the wick with the tip of the sword, gathered Taoist power, and "whoosh!" blew out a breath of Taoist Qi.

Then, "boom!", flames burst out, and a green fire dragon flew out from the tip of the sword, with fangs and claws bared, and coiled around the giant golden statue, binding it like a python, with green flames blazing around, and after a fierce burning, the golden man was burned apart, falling apart, and shattered into a pile of gold and water.

In this way, he lit a row of candlesticks and burned seventeen soldiers. Finally, only one soldier was left. Cone-face was exhausted, but there was nothing he could do. He had to roll up his sleeves and work hard. He took out a gourd filled with oil and set it on fire. He fanned it with the alchemy fan and finally burned the eighteenth soldier to death.

As soon as the eighteen golden locks were removed, a spring immediately gushed out from the ochre-red fist pit, and a pool of blood emerged. This was the blood foam that had been scattered and dried up long ago, but it spontaneously gathered together again, and the rolling blood spring gathered like a ball, and finally condensed into a head.

The ferocious and terrifying demon head that looks like a human but is not a human is probably the ancestor of some demon clan.

But the head had not completely healed. It was clearly cut in half by a knife. The remaining knife intent from the wound had not disappeared until now, and it was also sealed by the dismemberment seal and could never be completely put together. It was obvious that the ritual was not yet complete.

The cone-faced elder heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the task was about to be accomplished. He used his hidden powers to take out a child who was tied up with ropes, put him on the table, and took off the child's head with his hand.

Then the elder walked out from the altar, stepped into the magic circle, placed the child's head in the demon's brain, and silently chanted a secret spell to forcibly stitch the torn flesh together.

"Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

As soon as the seal was closed, the demon ancestor's head came to life with its eyes rolling, and opened its mouth to let out a baby-like scream.

"Father! Mother! Xuan'er is in so much pain! Xuan'er's head hurts so much!"

The cone-faced elder wiped the blood off his hands and said with a smile,
"Young Master, don't be afraid. Just bear with it. The pain will go away soon."

Seeing Cone Face flying into the air and falling into the formation, Tiedan knew that the opportunity was now or never to be missed.

At that moment, the next turbine was activated! He swung the Mysterious Ice Pearl and smashed it towards the back of the elder's head!
(End of this chapter)