At around 9 o'clock in the morning, the International Conference on Magic and Arts officially began.
Without so many routine opening remarks, the meeting went directly to a key topic - the representative of Huaxia Mountain Gate explained the current time and location of the Magic Gate that was calculated.
Zhixuan Zhenren said with a serious expression: "After joint calculations of all the masters of the international magic world, our Huaxia Mountain Gate, and the international Buddhist Tantric Buddhist monks, it can be basically confirmed that the opening of the Demon Sect will be in the middle of May 2008.
There are six opening locations, namely the Kunlun Mountains in northwest China, the Sendai region in northeastern Japan, the Greenland in North America, the Brenna Pass in the Alps bordering southern Germany and Austria, and the Congo region in Africa
The area around the Niamuragila volcano, the southern foot of Mount Cook in the South Island area of New Zealand. The location can be confirmed, but the precise location requires on-site investigation. The time when the Magic Gate is opened can only be limited to one week, and
It is not ruled out that abnormal conditions will accelerate the opening of the magic sect, such as extreme natural phenomena, and artificial..."
In the venue, warlocks from all over the country started to whisper and talk.
On the rostrum, Zhi Xuan Zhenren paused for a moment, and when everyone's discussion gradually faded, he continued: "Considering the uneven distribution of magic forces in various parts of the world, and once the magic sect is opened, it must be within the first time.
Kill the demons and seal the demon sect, so we must hold this conference in advance to discuss and make specific divisions of labor.”
"Of course, for various reasons, the magic of sealing the Magic Sect is different from all over the world, so it is even more necessary to come up with a specific plan for this in advance..."
Su Chunfeng sat in the audience, closing his eyes slightly and pondering.
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China and the vast Kunlun in the northwest are shrouded in the darkness and flying blizzards.
Diao Ping walks through the snow.
He heard the roar of an engine, coming from the whistling and stormy wind and snow, getting closer and closer, and was a little surprised - in such weather, there shouldn't be vehicles on this road, after entering the mountain, how many times should be the case.
It's been an hour, and he hasn't encountered a car.
So he couldn't help laughing like a little prank. In this environment, at two or three o'clock in the morning, the driver drove the car and suddenly found that there was someone under the wind and snowy night...
Will you be scared?
The engine roared closer and closer, and the beam of the headlights was blocked by the dense snow curtain. A small car that used both passengers and cargo appeared in the violent snow.
Walk against each other.
It's that car!
When he passed by, Diao Ping found that it was the vehicle he was tracking, and there was no one else in the car except for two drivers.
The two drivers were obviously frightened. The car was extremely slow and the sight was extremely poor. They only saw people walking by the wind and snow, so they were shocked.
After a clear brake, they accelerated and slipped on the mountain road. They almost jumped down. The car was destroyed and the people died. Fortunately, the driver was very experienced and controlled the car steadily. Fortunately, they could no longer see the tricks when their vision was extremely poor.
It's flat, so I'm just thinking it's dazzled.
Diao Ping smiled in the wind and snow, thinking that when the driver met his master for a while, he had to be shocked.
He was not anxious about the return of this car and worried that the two ascetic monks and Cai Xian had already stepped out of the border. Because even without the guidance of the fairy root-seeking bird, he could now clearly be in this extreme weather.
I sensed Cai Xian’s location, it was less than one kilometer away from me.
Moreover, they walk slowly.
Maybe it’s because the mountain road is difficult to walk, maybe it’s because I’m deliberately waiting for me?
Diao Ping was not worried or afraid at all, nor was he in a hurry to use his magic to attack. His heart was so calm at this moment.
far away.
The corners of the mountain walls and trees are blocked by the wind and snow are almost gone, and a few meters away is a cliff.
The two ascetic monks bowed together and said to Amitabha Buddha. Looking at Cai Xian with a frightened and angry face, they said respectfully but righteously: "The donor has done many evil things. My Buddha is compassionate to give the donor the opportunity to repent. If the donor is destined to be reborn in this great disaster, he will be resurrected.
, you will definitely become a Buddha."
"Is it fate or am I lucky?" Cai Xian was already desperate.
"Amitabha……"
The two ascetic monks turned around and strode away, and soon disappeared into the wind and snowy night.
Feeling Diao Ping's undisguised aura in the distance, looking at the cliffs, the dense snow that raging, listening to the howling wind at the pass, looking up at the sky, the dark night, the snowflakes rustled, Cai Xian showed despair
At that time, my self-deprecating smile was about to be buried in such a place in this life?
He knew that Diao Ping could launch magic attacks at any time and could not escape.
He also knew that the reason Diao Ping was not in a hurry to launch an attack was to make him suffer from this kind of fear, regret, helplessness, and despair.
Far away.
Across the cliff, between the peaks and cliffs opposite, two old real people in Taoist robes are like real immortals in the world, quietly looking at the place where they can escape the wind and snow, looking peacefully -
—The world of Qimen is full of wild grass. Even if Su Chunfeng, Tiegua Immortal, Wang Qimin, Luo Tonghua and others have calculated it, how can they calculate it? Forcing Diao Ping to become a demon, why do you need others to fight? Why should you stop him from taking revenge?
Actually, they all care about Diao Ping himself.
He has a demon in his heart, and the demonic obstacles are rich.
Last winter, the Buddhist Tantric monk Sixteen Vajra took action. It was already calculated that he could not kill Diao Ping, and he would inevitably provoke his inner demon. Even if he was suppressed again, the inner demon would be suppressed, but
Not disappearing.
This is fate.
It is a destiny that has been unavoidable for thousands of years as the inheritor of tricks.
Diao Ping, who was walking in the wind and snow, suddenly thought of something. He was not in a hurry to attack Cai Xian. He seemed to be becoming more and more steady, not arrogant or impatient, but in fact... he was more hostile and subconscious.
The desire to torture Cai Xian was an intensified hatred and the cause of the inner demon. So Diao Ping abandoned his previous plan without hesitation and brazenly used his magic to launch an attack.
Two invisible hatches broke through the tangible snow curtain and rushed towards Cai Xian in an instant.
Cai Xian, who had already made the decision to fight for the last time in his life, waved his hand and cast his magic weapon, the earth-shading seal, and fell like a tower in the sky, suppressing two hatches.
However, although the Voldean Seal is a top-grade magic weapon, how can it compare to Diao Ping's two invisible top-grade magic weapons?
Moreover, the gap in cultivation and the gap in magic attack power...
It's almost a huge difference.
The two hatches were slightly frozen, one broke through the ground seal and the other penetrated Cai Xian.
Cai Xian waved his hand to perform the art, and the magic covered himself to defend himself.
The long road is winding, five hundred meters.
The dense snow curtain suddenly disappeared.
The dark night seemed to be dispelled by the violent magic attacks formed by the gathering of spiritual energy of heaven and earth. On this tortuous mountain road, the night was light for hundreds of meters, and it was hazy like the light of the morning sky. Diao Ping stepped forward and silently recited.
The magic spell casts magic tricks, and a thought gives birth to a dragon, captures the dragon with one hand, drags the impact, impact... and then throws it out suddenly!
The Dragon Slayer: The Magic!
Cai Xian looked ferocious, bit his tongue and spitted blood, sacrificed his cultivation, and fought to the death!
The two real people watched this scene, sighed lightly, waved the whisk to perform the technique, and the snow curtains flying on the cliff became denser, and there was a faint yellow light rising, reflecting the falling snowflakes, beautiful
The light yellow light is getting brighter and stronger.
Finally, the snow curtain and night can no longer be stopped. In the huge airspace of the cliff, countless tangible but non-substantial yellow Bagua patterns appeared, and the Yin-Yang Fish Tai Chi diagram appeared. The individual was slowly rotating, but the whole was rotating according to the precise rules.
,unpredictable!
The art array has been formed.
It is vast and endless.
Below the bright yellow art array, deep in the cliff, black fog gradually appeared.
To be precise, it is not black fog, but a black void that is difficult to describe in words. It is not big, maybe the size of a needle tip, but it makes people feel that it seems like there is a world of sky - Buddha's words "One sand and one world"
, One leaf and One Bodhi," just like this black void.
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Hawaii.
At the international conference of the art world held, masters from all over the world either spoke softly or spoke out their own ideas.
Suddenly, Luo Tonghua and Zhixuan, who were sitting on the rostrum, took out their cell phones to answer the answer.
Luo Tonghua's expression instantly became solemn.
Off the stage, Su Chunfeng narrowed his eyes and looked cold.
In the venue, quiet and everyone was looking at the rostrum.
Zhixuan Zhenren, who put down his phone, coughed twice and said lightly: "I just received a sudden news. In the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest of China, the Demon Sect suddenly opened. The reason is unknown... Fortunately, my mountain gate and Buddhist Tantric Sect have recently been
Many experts are observing and calculating the specific location of the Magic Gate opening in Kunlun Mountain. According to the extent that the Magic Gate suddenly opened, it should be suppressed, but it cannot be sealed, because the Magic Gate opening is very small, as if it is a demon doing it.
try."
There were roars everywhere in the audience.
Demon Sect, is it going to be opened?
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In the vast Kunlun Mountains.
The huge black dragon roared and rushed over with a ferocious roar, but when it launched a wave of attacks on Cai Xian, it suddenly seemed to be attracted by the art array in the cliff, twisting its body and pounced on the art array under the cliff, and then
The speed visible to the naked eye escaped into the small, endless black void.
Strange, and mysterious.
Diao Ping rushed to the turn and saw a mysterious and mysterious scene in the cliff.
Cai Xian kept vomiting blood and had already retreated more than 20 meters away without realizing it.
Two ascetic monks who had left before suddenly appeared beside Cai Xian. One of them stretched out his hand, held Cai Xian's arm, and quickly fled away.
A dragon-slaying hand quietly disappeared.
Diao Ping knew that he had severely damaged Cai Xian, but this dragon-slaying move shouldn't have disappeared, and he should have killed Cai Xian on the spot.
Under the cliff, what is the bright yellow magic array and the empty black?
Diao Ping stood on the edge of the cliff and was attracted by the eyes.
Then he was shocked to find that when his eyes looked at the nothingness below the art array, it seemed to be swallowed up and could not be taken back and passed to his mind, so that he could know that it was black, but he clearly knew that it was in his mind.
It's black...
This is an extremely contradictory and weird phenomenon that cannot be described.
When he realized something was wrong, as if his whole heart was attracted, Diao Ping wanted to escape, but failed to escape.
He stood blankly on the edge of the cliff and looked down.
In an instant, his thoughts crossed time and space and returned to his childhood.
The past scenes appear before your eyes and in your heart.
There is laughter and family affection, so there is happiness.
There is pain and despair, so there is hatred.
Because the fierce battle suddenly ended, Wang Qimin, who noticed the abnormality, accelerated his pace and finally arrived at the turning point of the winding mountain road.
He saw Diao Ping, who was reflected by the bright yellow light below the cliff, and that clear figure.
"Pingwa..." Wang Qimin called softly.
"Pingwa!" Wang Qimin roared loudly: "The void is like you, and great freedom is not here!"
Diao Ping's body trembled.
Suddenly!
A small opening was made in the middle of the huge bright yellow art array below the cliff, or a small piece was swallowed by the endless darkness below. So in the rapid process of devouring, some black tangible things were spit out in the opposite direction, and they drilled through it.
The tiny hole suddenly soared above the art formation.
Diao Ping completely subconsciously used his skills and attacked those things.
Wang Qimin performed the art without hesitation - half of the heavenly book was unfolded.
At the calm valley pass, a sudden strong wind swept across, and the blizzard fell like rain.
"The Demon Sect is opened!"
Wang Qimin and Diao Ping both understood in their hearts and knew that they might face this day.
But as long as Diao Ping is not a demon, what can even if the mountain gate and Buddhist Tantra blame Diao Ping?
In the cliff, the huge art formation quickly closed and blocked the small gap.
And in the air, in the night with strong winds and snow.
Several ferocious and huge black demons roared in the air, and then dived towards Wang Qimin and Diao Ping who were the first to launch the attack.
Gangmeng's magic power swept through several demons in an instant, locking them firmly.
They struggled.
At this moment, Diao Ping and Wang Qimin finally saw the images of these demons clearly, but they were unable to give a specific description in their hearts - a total of seven strange demons, of different sizes, images, and colors.
, the big one is like a three-story villa, the small one is like an ordinary pig or dog, some have legs, feet, and heads like human figures, some look like ferocious birds, like beasts, some have armor on their bodies, some have
Bare and hairless, some are as real, while others are illusory and transparent.
Roaring and struggling, but silent.
Wang Qimin and Diao Ping could sense that the strongest power of these demons is equivalent to the middle stage of Qi refining among sorcerers, and the weakest one is still in the Pure Body Realm.
Faced with these seven demons, Wang Qimin and Diao Ping's disciple were not afraid of it.
The half-step Tian Shu created a magic array, locked three demons, quickly bound them and killed them. Two hatches were like magic weapons, specializing in killing monsters, and instantly killed four demons!
But the master and apprentice stood on the edge of the cliff and did not dare to relax and carelessly.
Although they won the short fierce battle easily, they could clearly sense that these seven demons were unable to use, but they had talented magic weapon defense. Moreover, the attack power of the seven demons was extremely powerful. This was just seven, if
There are seventy, seven hundred...
"Pingwa, what happened to you just now?" Wang Qimin asked softly, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the Void Black, which was obviously about to disappear under the huge art array.
Diao Ping was stunned for a moment, and the scenes of past events that had appeared in his mind before suddenly emerged collectively.
He roared to the sky!
His eyes were as red as blood!
Immediately, Diao Ping turned around and looked west. The night was snowing heavily, and the bright yellow light emitted by the huge art array under the cliff was strangely not affected the space outside the cliff. Diao Ping thought of two ascetic monks.
, took Cai Xian away.
Rescued?!
Opposite the cliff, two real people swung their whisks, and the art formation in the cliff slowly faded away, and the black void and art formation disappeared at the same time.
Strong winds and flying snow rage in the empty cliffs.
Wang Qimin withdrew his gaze and looked at Diao Ping, whose qi was extremely manic, hurriedly stretched out his hand and pinched Diao Ping's wrist, entered the power of the Yuan Yuan to suppress the surging Qi and Yuan Yuan, and shouted loudly:
"Pingwa, the void is like you, great freedom is not there..."
Diao Ping waved his hand and threw Wang Qimin away, and rushed into the dark night like an agile cheetah.
At this moment, Diao Ping had only one thought left in his mind - he could not let the two ascetic monks rescue Cai Xian...
Deep hatred for more than ten years!
Three years of long journey of revenge!
Childhood happiness, childhood experiences, childhood sufferings, sorrows and hatred, today is about to avenge a great revenge, the enemy was rescued in front of him, without any breath, and could not sense at all - Cai Xian, gone
Where? Why do Buddhist Tantric Buddhism save people?
He was full of hostility and was as slanderous as a demon.
Who can stop him?!
"Pingwa!" Wang Qimin roared and hurriedly chased after him, but how could he catch up with Diao Ping?
Among the cliffs opposite the cliff.
The two real people looked at each other, frowned and thought- Could it be that Diao Ping really doesn’t have a magical heart? Isn’t it in the fate of the inheritor of magical inheritors in this long river of thousands of years of history?
In this way...
Didn’t the mountain gate accidentally hurt someone?
Forget it.
He is the inheritor of tricks after all.
According to the records of the Secret of the Mountain Gate, when the tricks come back to the world, the killer will have his own fate. If the demons appear in the heart, they will become demons. If they become demons, they will be killed in the world. - The fate of the inheritors of the tricks, the mountain Gate
The deliberate indulgence swept away the filth and dirt in the world and then died!
But Diao Ping doesn't seem to be a demon...
The masters of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism seemed to have noticed this, so the two ascetic monks who were sent away returned and took Cai Xian away, in order to intensify Diao Ping's inner demon - the great revenge will be avenged, but they will come out.
After the incident, the enemy escaped. Diao Ping, who was already triggered by the magic array of the Demon Sect and the sealing Demon Sect, could he not be possessed by the demon?
Become a demon, become a demon.
A difference of one word is a world of difference.
A few kilometers away.
In a hidden place in the mountains, two ascetic monks clasped their hands together and recited the scriptures in a low voice.
Cai Xian was slapped on the cold ground, leaning against the stone wall. His face was full of bitterness, but he felt the joy and excitement of escaping from birth. Although he had become a waste of his cultivation, he could finally escape this.
If you are rescued by a Buddhist monk, how many years can you live longer than being killed by Diao Ping. What's more, if you escape like this, Diao Ping must be crazy?
Thinking of this, Cai Xian became more and more happy. If he had not been severely injured, he would have been laughing out loud.
The night is thick.
There was only the roar of flying snow and strong winds around.
Others can be considered silent, right?
A black shadow suddenly flashed, and the two ascetic monks who recited the scriptures silently suddenly became angry and turned around to look at the place where the black shadow flashed, and there was nothing.
Things appear.
Blood light burst out.
The first thing that appears is a knife.
The emergence of the blood light was the light that the blade cut through the throats of the two ascetic monks under the cold light of the blade.
Tu Xijiui, dressed in black, didn't even look at the two ascetic monks who had not fallen to the ground. He grabbed Cai Xian's collar with one hand and dragged him out of the hidden place of the stone wall without a road, jumped and walked slowly.
.Finally, I stood on a road with a snow-covered thickness of one foot.
Cai Xian was in a state of great pain, but he was unable to scream and scream, but he just kept moaning.
Tu Xi, dressed in black, grabbed him and walked forward in the snow.
In the hidden place in the mountains, two ascetic monks whose throats were cut still fell to the ground and did not fight back. They just raised their hands and closed their heads, lowered their heads, and had no energy.
Diao Ping, who was almost deviled, rushed over, broke through the layers of snow and night, and then suddenly stopped.
The battle between heaven and man in his heart!
More than ten meters away, snow was flying all over the sky.
Tu Xi kidnapped Cai Xian, who was about to die, and threw it into the thick snow, and stopped the trail: "Diao Ping, Su Chunfeng has great expectations for you, and he has tried his best to prevent you from becoming a demon.
, Cai Xian can't run away... No need to thank me, wait for when you will recover, just fight me."
After saying that, Tu Xiji turned the sharp dagger with one hand and walked away from the snow.
Diao Ping was stunned for a moment and was stunned. Reason gradually gained the upper hand in the last three years of hardship. After Tu Xijiu passed by him, he stepped in front of Cai Xian.
"You're going to die." Diao Ping said lightly.
Cai Xian said nothing and lay on the ground and looked at Diao Ping in disgust.
"You know what you are going to do now, so you don't have much pain or regret." Diao Ping sighed and said, "But I don't have the pleasure of revenge, so even if you watch it, you can't help but watch
I won't be too happy to die in pain before me, but you are so happy that you are so unfair."
Cai Xian grinned: "You are very smart, very talented, and practice tricks, but I tortured you for so many years..."
"Yes, so my revenge has not been avenged yet."
"You..." Cai Xian suddenly opened his eyes wide: he seemed to be looking back in an instant, and he had strength all over his body. He struggled to get up, knelt in the snow and kowtow, while begging: "The rules of the world are not as good as those of his wife and children,
Ping, I beg you, don’t kill them, I beg you, you can torture me no matter how much you want to, I beg you, let them go..."
"This depends on your performance. Can you impress my heart that is about to be possessed by devils." Diao Ping smiled, blood spilled out of the corners of his lips, and he turned around and left.
Cai Xian looked at Diao Ping's back blankly, then kowtowed suddenly.
Kowtow never stops.
Although he didn't know whether this would achieve his goal, he still had to kowtow and then kowtow... until he fell to the ground with his energy cut off.
Death, keep your eyes open.
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At the International Conference on the Arts and Arts in Hawaii.
Su Chunfeng tapped the table with his middle finger and three consecutive strokes. Through the microphone in front of him, the sound of knocking on the table rang throughout the audience, so the venue where the discussions became quiet.
Su Chunfeng said lightly: "There is something I have to say hello to everyone here first. In the Qimen River in China, the magicians of the Pingyang system, I Su Chunfeng, Gong Hu, Iron Gua Xian, Master Shi Linhuan, and Wang Qimin
After negotiation, Diao Ping's master and apprentice formally formed the Pingyang Sect..."
A total uproar.
On the rostrum, Zhi Xuan Zhenren was stunned.
Su Chunfeng knocked on the table again.
Quiet in the venue.
"It's a coincidence." Su Chunfeng looked at Zhixuan Zhenren on the rostrum and smiled: "My elder of Pingyang Sect, Wang Qimin, and his disciple Diao Ping, are looking for enemies, Fudi Sect leader Cai Xian, in the northwest Kunlun Mountain area, given the view that
Before, conflicts and contradictions with the mountain gate and Buddhist Tantric Buddhism, I think it is necessary to tell Zhixuan Zhenren and the monks present of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism that there are signs of the demon gate opening in Kunlun Mountain, and everyone should deal with it together. This is okay, but if Buddhist Tantric Buddhism or
If the people in the mountain gate take advantage of the excuse to attack Wang Qimin and Diao Ping, then the Pingyang Sect will definitely launch a counterattack at the fastest speed!”
"What if the Demon Sect is opened, what if it is related to Diao Ping?" Zhixuan Zhenren said in a cold voice: "What if Diao Ping is involved in the devil?"
Su Chunfeng said calmly: "Leave it to the Pingyang Sect internally, and we will naturally give the world an explanation. If the people of my Pingyang Sect ask the mountain gate or Buddhist tantra to help clear the portal, how can the Pingyang Sect, which has just been established, be there in the future.
Looking up in the world?”
"you……"
"Okay, I'll just say all this. Let's discuss how to deal with the opening of the Demon Sect. This is the top priority." Su Chunfeng stopped the topic.
Luo Tonghua, who was also sitting on the rostrum, said to the audience with a smile: "When the demon gate is opened, the Qimen River and Mountain Gate of the Buddhist Temple, many masters should be arranged to go to other places where the demon gate is opened. After all, we are
There are many experts, too.”
Zhi Zhenren frowned and closed his eyes.
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In the Kunlun Mountains in China.
Two old real people with fairy spirit and spirit were not disturbed by the wind and snow, standing quietly among the cliffs - just let Diao Ping and Wang Qimin go, the descendants of the Killing Sect leave Kunlun?
How can this be done?
After so long planning, the masters of the mountain gate almost came out, and even the old guys who had been in seclusion for decades came out.
But if you get such a result, no one will be willing to accept it!
Maybe now, killing Wang Qimin, Diao Ping, and the descendants of the Killing Sect in this vast Kunlun is the best choice?
Even if it is, the two old guys are too involved in the world and have no hope of returning to the truth.
Also, it's worth it!
But as soon as this thought appeared in my mind, a pretty little Taoist priest walked out from behind the huge rock next to him and said respectfully: "Master, Master, Master just sent a message to the universe, Su Chunfeng openly informed the world at the International Conference on the Art of Art.
The Pingyang magician has established the Pingyang Sect, Wang Qimin is the elder of the Pingyang Sect, and Diao Ping is the disciple of the Pingyang Sect."
The two old real people looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
Forget it.
The opening of the Demon Sect is a big deal, let go of this matter and see again.