This is how immortals are cultivated

The capital of Jingzhou is called Anchong Prefecture. Although the entire Jingzhou is just a border state, Anchong Prefecture is extremely prosperous among many border state capitals.

This city has a history of thousands of years. Before the Wu State conquered this land and turned it into the capital of a state, it was also the capital of the ancient state of Jingzhou [Nanjing State].

At this moment, on the prosperous street, a young man in a white robe was strolling with an oil-paper umbrella.

This young man in white robe is extremely handsome, so handsome that he is sinister.

The wisps of fireworks drifting on both sides of the street made the young man in white robe stop, close his eyes and take a deep breath.

“It smells so good…”

"I haven't tasted this rich, vibrant aroma in over four hundred years."

"Four hundred years have passed, and it seems the shepherds of the Wu Kingdom are doing quite well."

While murmuring, the young man opened his eyes, smiled, and then opened his mouth slightly, facing the bustling crowd on the street in front of him.

He made a move to inhale, but a strong bloody light emerged from all over the street.

The young man's mouth widened, finally reaching an extremely exaggerated size, even the corners of his mouth slowly tore apart. Just as he was about to take a bite, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The street was still the same street, centered around young people, and the crowded streets in the surrounding areas suddenly disappeared.

The noise left only a faint echo, and in a blink of an eye, the street was empty.

The young man closed his mouth and smiled again. Looking at the deserted street, he turned around and looked behind him.

Behind him was an arch bridge. There were only two people standing on the bridge, which was originally crowded with people.

There was a white-haired old man in a purple robe and a woman in a green dress with a veil on her face. They stood side by side, their eyes fixed on the handsome young man.

The old man was wearing official uniform. The purple robe represented court officials of the third rank and above in Wu.

In the entire Jingzhou, there is only one person who is qualified to wear the purple robe.

That was the governor of Jingzhou.

The current governor of Jingzhou is called Wu Fei.

The woman in green stood side by side with Wuzhou Mu, and it was obvious that her status was no less than his.

However, its Qi is only a spiritual secret. You must know that a governor of a state can have the strength of a pseudo-true E in his own jurisdiction. Those who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him are either "real people" of true E or have a very strong background.

This woman in green obviously belongs to the latter.

"You reacted really quickly. You came over before I could even open my mouth."

The handsome young man admired with a smile, but there was something terrifying in his eyes.

"However, a mere fake being who is just borrowing power, a Lingmi junior, dares to show himself in front of me?"

"It seems that I have been inactive for too long. All the creatures in this land have forgotten me."

Hearing this handsome young man say this, the woman in green also replied:

"The Yin Cang Blood Demon... Four hundred years ago, he wreaked havoc on several states, inflicted bloody sacrifices on several counties, and consumed nearly ten million people. How could anyone forget this peerless demon?"

"Especially since he broke the seal and escaped from Xinghu Academy two months ago and has been completely in hiding for the past two months, people are even more worried. I wonder what new killings he is brewing."

"Very good, young man. Your spiritual power is very pure. You don't seem to be from this frontier area. Are you from the capital?"

Yin Cang Blood Demon asked with a smile.

"Then have your elders ever told you to be humble in front of those who are higher than you?"

"I really don't like your attitude."

Chapter 114: Changes in Jingzhou

Tiny beads of blood oozed out from the pores of the Yin Cang Blood Demon's flawless white skin.

The blood beads quickly dissipated and turned into a light mist, and then a sticky blood sword suddenly flew out from the mist.

Stab the woman in green directly.

But unexpectedly, before attacking the woman in green, the blood sword quickly split into different shapes and turned to kill Wu Zhoumu.

The seal of the state in Wuzhou Mu's arms reacted instantly, and a huge roar appeared out of nowhere. A pitch-black dragon-like figure that was no bigger than an ordinary person appeared above Chong'an Prefecture.

A pitch-black claw covered with tumors stretched out from the void and pressed towards the blood sword, but the blood sword seemed unusually soft and was immediately shattered into pieces, exploding into a bloody mist.

The claws stained with the blood mist immediately twisted and dissolved.

Fortunately, at this moment, the sound of turning pages appeared in the void again.

Reality seemed to be painted with paint out of thin air, and the blood-stained technique of Yin Cang Blood Demon was dissolved.

“No wonder they are so confident…”

"It turns out that a real artifact was invited."

Looking at the old thread-bound book floating in front of the woman in green, Yin Cang Xue Mo's face darkened.

"It's a pity that the life weapon I worked so hard to refine has been destroyed..."

"But even so, if a spiritual mystic thinks he can compete with me with a real weapon, he is seriously mistaken."

A single blood-red spot appeared on the Yin Cang Blood Demon's white robe, a striking sight. It quickly spread, staining the entire garment red, soaking it completely. Drops of blood dripped from the garment onto the street.

The gaps between the bluestone slabs on the street were filled with blood, which spread rapidly and began to seep out of the ground slabs, and finally turned into a gushing spring.

The street was filled with blood that was ankle-deep and gathered towards where the woman in green was.

Seeing the blood gushing out, the woman in green turned the page of the book in front of her again. The blood that should have drowned the woman suddenly disappeared three inches in front of her, and was replaced by a touch of blood on the page.

However, the amount of blood was too great, and the flow was getting faster and faster, so the speed at which the book-shaped artifact could turn pages gradually slowed down.

Seeing this scene, Yin Cang Blood Demon raised the corners of his mouth again.

His body finally moved, one hand still holding the oil-paper umbrella, while the other hand reached out to grab the real weapon out of thin air.

Just as Yin Cang Blood Demon raised his hand, a purple-gold gourd hit his hand, forcing Yin Cang Blood Demon to quickly retract his hand.

A fourth person appeared here. He was a Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian robe and looking extremely shabby. He stood in front of the woman in green and the governor of Wuzhou. He raised his arm, pointed his index finger at the ground, and a golden light sprinkled from his fingertips. A circle appeared beside him. The blood in the circle disappeared, and the blood outside the circle was blocked.

When this shabby-looking Confucian scholar appeared, Yin Cang Xue Mo finally showed a solemn expression on his face.

If what he faced before was just a pseudo-true evil and a real weapon controlled by the younger generation of Lingmi, then the enemy that appeared now was an existence equal to him.

"The principal of Yuanjing Academy?"

"Exactly."

The shabby scholar picked up the gourd, poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, and responded with a sigh.

"Interesting, interesting. Didn't you, a sour scholar, go to support Taizhou?"

"No... You leaked the information on purpose, right? Actually, you have been in Jingzhou the whole time."

"If that's the case, then it's interesting. How did you know I would be in Jingzhou?"

"Isn't it more likely that I'm in Taizhou?"

"This is all thanks to Master Cheyou."

"If Master Cheyou hadn't sent his disciples to Jingzhou to inform us in advance, I would have really fallen into the trap of you, the devil and your cult."

"Master Cheyou..."

The Yin Cang Blood Demon snorted coldly.

This Master Cheyou was even more experienced than him. He was one of the masters worshipped by the Wu royal family and was famous for his calculations of the Book of Changes.

With his ability to deduce the secrets of heaven, he can often detect clues to many things in advance.

"This old man is truly worthy of his reputation. Jingzhou is adjacent to Taizhou, and the divine power of this area has been disrupted. Yet, he was able to deduce my situation amidst this chaos. I truly have to admit..."

"But don't think you can defeat me just like that."

"If you calculate the time, it should be about time..."

The Yin Cang Blood Demon spoke softly with a sinister tone.

Shortly after Yin Cang Blood Demon spoke and stirred up rivers and seas of blood to confront the principal of Yuanjing Academy.

The dark and strange dragon that suppressed the luck above the provincial capital suddenly let out a wail.

Wu Zhoumu, who was standing next to the woman in green, also turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.

It looked like there were a lot of insects crawling under his skin, which was extremely terrifying.

"The Bailian guys did a great job..."

Seeing this scene, Yin Cang Blood Demon laughed wildly.

A corner of the state government's suppression formation was missing, and the suppressed True Evil-level evil spirit finally showed up.

Laughing loudly, the Yin Cang Blood Demon twirled the oil-paper umbrella in his palm.

The blood that had already flooded the entire block flowed back like rainwater, and every drop disappeared into the air.

In a flash, the sky above the state capital was covered by extremely dense blood light and a large blood cloud.

The rain was falling from the sky, but it was actually blood.

In the blood-red clouds, densely packed eyes and mouths were open, looking down.

What a disaster!

Many people in the city were contaminated by the first drops of blood rain. After the blood rain fell on their skin, or soaked through their clothes, these people dissolved without even making a sound, turning into a pool of blood.

Then, the blood on the ground fell into the blood cloud in the sky.

There are tens of thousands more pairs of eyes or mouths in the clouds.

"Something has changed in Jingzhou..."

The principal of Yuanjing Academy sighed.

"Bai Lian's ambition is not limited to just one state. It seems Jingzhou has also been targeted."

"However, it's not as easy for the white lotus roots to take root here as it is in Taizhou."

"Their Holy Lord is still in a standoff with the 'Sages' sent by the imperial court, preventing them from even sending the True Evil. Otherwise, they wouldn't be cooperating with this notorious Blood Demon."

"It's just a rebellion started by some spiritual secret pawns. Once we get rid of this devil like you, cleaning up the courtyard will be easy afterwards."

The voice of the academy's president, Zhen'e Zhenren, grew louder and louder. Finally, he raised his finger to the sky. With Chong'an City as the center, a circle encompassing the entire huge city appeared in the sky.

"It's a good idea, but it's still too naive."

The Yin Cang Blood Demon's huge voice descended from the sky, followed by a shout:

"Aren't you going to take action yet?"

PS: I have something to do today, I’m really sorry, I’ll update it tomorrow.

Chapter 115 Qingyi Destiny

The voice of Yin Cang Blood Demon echoed inside and outside the city. When his voice fell, the world was silent at first, and there was no response.

However, the river that was originally flowing quietly outside the city suddenly slowed down, completely stagnated in a very short period of time, and then began to flow in the opposite direction.

The clear river gradually gushed out white water, and colorful bubbles rose in the water.

All the rivers around Chong'an Prefecture are like this. Countless bubbles rise into the air and gather in mid-air to form a strange and beautiful but slightly weird scene.

Suddenly, a toad's croaking sound appeared between heaven and earth. Following the first croak, there were sounds one after another. The sounds overlapped together, and the colorful light folded and gathered into a giant toad monster as big as a mountain.

Its skin is gray-green in color, and is covered with bumpy warts. The ends of the warts have spore-like ejecta holes, from which colorful mucus oozes out.

Its head is very wide, but flat, so flat that it has no mouth and no upper or lower jaw. However, columns similar to snail tentacles extend from the upper part of the flat head. The ends of the columns are filled with colorful and dreamy light. As the light sways, even the air flow becomes turbulent.

Chong'an City had been blocked at this time, but some people had not yet had time to enter the city. They all saw this illusion that seemed real and fake, and they were stunned on the spot. Then they began to clap their hands wildly, and colorful bubbles began to come out of their ears, mouths, and nostrils with every breath. The surface of these people's bodies instantly became moist and smooth, as if all the dead skin on their bodies had fallen off, and the scalp that was stained with hair also began to fall off in large quantities.

"The Great Demon God—Lan Can!"

The principal of Yuanjing Academy naturally noticed the existence outside the city and uttered the name of the monster that distorted reality word by word.

When the laws of the Wu Kingdom had not yet been conveyed to this state, the lord of this land was the [Nanjing Kingdom]. The Nanjing Kingdom loved to offer sacrifices and treated the mountains, rivers, ghosts and gods with courtesy.

And this Lan Can was one of the chief ghosts and gods of Nanjing Kingdom. He could be regarded as the patron saint of Nanjing Kingdom. Of course, the word "patron saint" should be put in quotation marks.