Chapter 186 Axioms are only on the edge of the sword
Chapter 186 Justice only lies on the edge of the sword
Author: Ruixuefengnian
Chapter 186 Justice only lies on the edge of the sword
"Sir, do you really plan to just talk to Sui-kun Hasurue?"
The ghost glanced at the sword in Feng Qing'an's hand and asked cautiously. He had no doubt that as long as the Sui Lord dared to show his face, the young master would draw his sword and kill him.
"What's the problem?"
Feng Qing'an looked down at his clothes, as if he didn't know what was wrong with him, but he noticed the fearful eyes of ghosts and gods, so he smiled and explained,
"As a scholar with a good reputation, it is very reasonable for me to carry a sword with me, right?"
"Yes, sir, you are right!"
The ghosts and gods responded repeatedly, but he was secretly cursing in his heart. He had been a ghost and god for hundreds of years, receiving incense and offerings. Even if his time as a human was included, he had never seen such a crazy scholar.
In broad daylight, he led a group of warriors to attack the government office, beheaded the young master in public, and forced the governor to resign. Even the night watchman during the reign of Taizu, when the power was at its peak, was not so arrogant.
"So, can you invite that Suicune out?"
"This...I'm afraid I can't do anything for you!"
The ghosts and gods suddenly looked embarrassed. Although he was only the civil judge of the city, even if the Lord City God came, the same thing happened. The Boliujiang Shuijun didn't even bother to pay attention to them.
Both are Shinto, and these ghosts and gods who were made by incense and the earthly beings who control the mountains and rivers are very different in nature. While they admire each other, they also despise each other.
The source of the supernatural power of ghosts and gods is basically the offering of human incense. Once the incense is lost, they will fall from their status as gods. Therefore, the positions of ghosts and gods change frequently in Shinto.
The earth mainly relies on the mountains and rivers. The stability of the divine position also means that it is basically unchanged. It can remain unchanged for hundreds of thousands of years. If you want to become stronger, you can only collect incense.
But for most people in this world, even if they try their best, the incense they can collect is not enough for the ghosts and gods sitting in the city.
Therefore, the ghosts and gods envy the earthly beings for their stable status, while the earthly beings envy the ghosts and gods for the ease with which they can obtain incense. However, their envy does not prevent them from looking down upon each other.
But the Bo Liujiang Shuijun is different. It is one of the very few that can not only master the mountains and rivers, but also receive a large amount of humane incense and live an extremely nourishing life.
Therefore, one can imagine the status of incense, ghosts and gods in his eyes.
"Nothing can be done!?"
Feng Qing'an glanced at the ghost and god who was leading the way, and roughly understood why the city god didn't show up. He probably couldn't invite the Lord of the Boliu River, so he probably had to figure out a solution for this matter by himself.
"Sir, maybe I can give it a try!"
At this time, Sen Miao took the initiative to suggest that she had sensed Feng Qing'an's murderous intention towards Po Liujiang Shuijun, and she was happy to play a part in it.
"You want to disturb the bottom of the river?"
Through the soul contract, Feng Qingan can feel Senmiao's mood. Although not as good as Heishan and Minglong, he can also guess what she plans to do.
"yes!"
"Let's wait until night. Even if there is any movement on the river, it can be covered by the darkness of the night and not disturb the world!"
Feng Qing'an follows the rules of the human world. People can't even see the monsters passing by with their naked eyes. But isn't this a kind of protection?
Without a solution, you can get along better with the other person if you don't see it, and you won't cause unnecessary trouble by panicking, shouting, and causing unnecessary trouble. After all, many monsters and ghosts look far beyond ordinary people.
receptive ability.
Twilight soon fell as the sun set in the west. The farmers who had worked hard all day also returned home before dusk fell, following the afterglow of the setting sun. Both sides of the Boliu River soon became quiet and there were no traces of people.
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Under the expectant eyes of all the ghosts and gods in Nanshao Prefecture, the horse with four hooves on the snow walked onto the turbulent river. The moment the horse's hooves touched the water, the surrounding water became calm, like a tamed wild cat.
Extremely docile.
As Sen Miao walked through the turbulent river, a calm waterway visible to the naked eye appeared, and Sen Miao walked on this continuously extending waterway and entered the bottom of the wave-flowing river.
Without Sen Miao's power to maintain it, the calm waterway gradually became unable to maintain itself as the river continued to wash away, and was once again swallowed up by the raging river current.
"Sir, will your horse be okay?"
Following Feng Qing'an, and watching the horse that Feng Qing'an rode almost every day step into the river, Butler Zhao couldn't help but asked with some worry.
He really didn't expect that this seemingly unspectacular horse, which could almost turn into the flesh and bones of a living dead, would actually have the power to suppress the flow of the river.
Thinking of this, Butler Zhao couldn't help but look at the two black and white wolves squatting next to the young master. Even horses have such magical powers, so what is so magical about these two wolves that have been with the young master for a long time?
Ouch~
Noticing Butler Zhao's gaze and the meaning in his eyes, Heishan let out a low roar, and his body, which was originally the size of an ordinary wolfdog, began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the horrified gazes of the warriors who had followed to join in the fun, the originally small black wolf transformed into a terrifying monster the size of a tower in the blink of an eye, with blue flames wrapped around its limbs and body.
This made the ghosts and gods who were already standing far enough away couldn't help but distance themselves. The flames that could corrode the soul also made the ghosts and gods feel instinctive disgust and rejection.
"Ghost Wolf!"
Some ghosts and gods called out the race of Black Mountain, which made them look at Feng Qing'an with even more awe. This was a terrifying demon clan destined to become a great demon, and it actually followed this young master like a loyal dog.
Woo~
If the black wolf is like this, what is the origin of the white wolf? The eyes of ghosts, gods and warriors couldn't help but fall on Bai Yao, which made the spiritual beasts from the mountains feel the pressure and release their true bodies at this moment.
It was the body of an elegant spiritual beast whose size was not inferior to that of Heishan. However, compared to the majesty and ferocity of Heishan, Bai Yao's figure was full of agility and elegance.
"Spiritual practice!"
The knowledge and experience of ghosts and gods is absolutely sufficient. Even if Bai Yao only manifests her true body, there are ghosts and gods who will recognize the path she chooses, because the aura of being close to all things cannot be disguised, which also makes the ghosts and gods look at Bai Yao,
It is also full of a sense of intimacy.
Most monsters act according to their own will, so it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad. However, spiritual practice is different. Spiritual practice may be cold or arrogant, but it will never harm living creatures.
"Heishan beside the young master turns out to be so powerful. I'm afraid I'm no match for him!"
Although they were two entities with almost the same size, the warriors could tell at a glance that Black Mountain was the most threatening. The terrifying evil aura that was so rich that it almost blended with the will-o'-the-wisps on their bodies filled their bodies.
A strong sense of crisis, like being pricked by a needle.
Boom——
Just when these ghosts and gods were exchanging words with warriors about how powerful Heishan and Bai Yao were, the turbulent Boliu River suddenly exploded at this moment, and along with a water column that shot straight into the sky, a figure as huge as a hill was thrown out from the water.
Indigo filthy blood spilled in the air.
snap——
With the slight vibration of the river embankment under their feet, everyone and the ghosts and gods also saw clearly what kind of monster was thrown out of the water. It was a green-faced Yasha with fangs and green scales.
Unlike the Yaksha who serves ghosts and gods and is riddled with Yin Qi, this Yaksha that was thrown out from the bottom of the river has strong blood and a huge body. Even if it is lying on the ground, it is still ten feet tall. A mortal would probably have to use a ladder.
Only then can you stand on its back.
"This is the general patrolling the Boliu River!"
Soon some ghosts and gods recognized the identity of this powerful Yaksha. After their identity was revealed, the ghosts and gods immediately started a commotion because they knew very well how powerful this patrolling Yaksha was.
In fact, just looking at Yaksha's physique is enough. Although it is not accurate to use body size to judge whether a creature is strong or not, most of the time it can be used as a basis. It can grow to such a big body and it is not that weak.
"So strong!"
Crush and defeat a patrolling Yaksha general at the bottom of the river, and then throw him out of the water. This is much harder than killing him directly. You must have overwhelming strength to do this.
"What state is that person in? He's too strong!"
"With such great strength, he is actually willing to be the mount of the Second Young Master Feng. This Second Young Master is unfathomable!"
"It seems we don't have to worry too much. This young master should be able to convince that Suicune!"
"Yes, our Nanshao Mansion is saved. As long as it rains in time this year, the people will not have to go hungry!"
Just as the ghosts and gods were getting more and more excited as they talked, they were a little panicked when they saw the young master walking towards General Yasha, whose aura was getting weaker and weaker. He put the ancient long sword that exuded a terrifying aura on his waist and took out a snow-white sword.
Long sword, draw the blade.
"Second Young Master Feng, what are you going to do?"
"Master, think twice!"
Even if the ghosts and gods wanted to stop him, they were too late. They could only watch Feng Qingan, who was very close at hand, swinging the Green Divine Sword in his hand, drawing out the snow-white crescent sword light, and cleanly beheading General Yasha.
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Phew~
Indigo blood spurted out from the headless neck, but the great demon whose head was beheaded did not die. The headless body stood up under the stimulation of strong pain.
The body that had lost all five senses moved around subconsciously, leaving huge footprints on the river embankment with every step, causing deep cracks. However, these cracks were quickly healed by the intervention of an invisible force in the next moment.
The headless Yaksha's body instinctively waved its arms, trying to find the severed head. The severed head wailed, and the strong sound vibration attracted the headless body.
But before the outstretched arms of the headless body could catch the head, another sword light flashed through, and the two strong arms broke at the elbows and fell to the ground. The severed head let out a louder sound.
Screaming in agony.
"This is a big demon!"
Seeing General Yasha who was still alive even after being beheaded, and looking very old and dying, Butler Zhao couldn't help but his voice trembled. This was the realm he dreamed of pursuing as a warrior.
In the Hunyuan realm, people who are able to fight bloody battles with big monsters can regenerate their limbs. Even if they are beheaded, as long as the head is put back in time, they will still survive. It is precisely because of such terrifying vitality that they can fight against the big monster. Because the monster is
Demons also possess such terrifying vitality.
"What a pity!"
Looking at the Yaksha's body in front of him, which was still able to move even though it had lost its head and arms, Feng Qingan lowered his head and opened his eyes, staring at his Yaksha's head with a face full of resentment and hatred.
"Only by reattaching the head can the whole thing be restored, but you can't grow a second head!"
While speaking, Feng Qingan stretched out his hand and put away the head of Yaksha, who was taller than the others, with a single move. Then he thrust out another sword, and the sharp sword energy penetrated Yaksha's chest, even though it penetrated
The flesh and blood in the chest are still squirming and healing, but they can't stop the frantic flow of life.
In the broken neck, scarlet flesh and blood surged wildly, as if it wanted to grow a second head, but the life lost due to this was simply not what this great demon body could provide, and it could not sustain it for that long.
In Feng Qing'an's indifferent eyes, because the head could not be found, the big demon who wanted to regenerate was finally drained of a lot of vitality and fell on the river embankment. The indigo blood did not flow far because the warriors were covering their faces.
Collect with excitement.
"Sir, why did you kill it?"
Seeing that Feng Qing'an had really killed the Yaksha general without leaving any chance for him to resurrect, the ghosts and gods came over, looked at Yaksha's body with sorrowful faces, and beheaded all his generals.
, how to make people behave and make rain fall obediently?
"Do you still need to ask about such an obvious thing? Can't you see the resentment wrapped around it?"
Feng Qingan looked at these majestic ghosts and gods in front of him expressionlessly.
Why did he kill General Yaksha after just one glance? It was simply because the sword reacted. This was a Yaksha that had hurt human beings and even swallowed them. In that case, there was nothing to say.
Cangjiang Shuijun all has to pay a price for this. It's just a little Yaksha. If he swallows a human being, he should pay the price with his life.
"But don't you still want to have a talk with Sui-kun Poryujiang? If you keep General Yasha..."
"I can use this as a lever to control Suicune and blackmail him into raining rain? Do you think it's possible?"
Feng Qing'an couldn't help but laugh when he heard this ghost's innocent thoughts.
But they can't be blamed. For them, the pressure brought by Suicune, who is in charge of thousands of miles of rivers, is indeed too great. After all, this Suicune doesn't even bother to talk to them.
"But even if you don't have such a plan, it's not a good idea to kill General Yaksha now!"
"Not good? What do you think I can rely on to interview Suijun of the Wave River?"
Feng Qingan chuckled.
"..."
The ghosts and gods were speechless.
The young man's palm grasped the hilt of the ancient sword at his waist, and he glanced at the ghosts and gods.