Chapter 114 Hearing about the Black Tiger King again
The stars twinkle in the night sky and the moon is bright.
In the palace of the city lord of Shan County, the lights are brightly lit at the moment, the kitchen is cooking non-stop, the busy servants are serving the master’s favorite dishes to the banquet, the dancers in cool clothes are dancing in the courtyard, the singers are singing gracefully, the music girls or
To pluck the strings or play a musical instrument.
An air of joy.
Tonight, the master of the county, the black-faced man, is hosting a banquet for distinguished guests. His subordinates dare not be careless in the slightest, for fear that something will go wrong on their own errands and they will be used as snacks by the moody black-faced man.
There is a large iron bed on the main seat of the courtyard. A black-faced man with a pig's head and a human body, one foot tall, with a huge belly and thick black hair on his chest and cheeks, is lying on his side on the bed enjoying his concubine.
of service.
There was a copper-colored pillow under the black-faced man's head, which was about the same size as his head. There was also a beautiful concubine on the bed doing the work of a fairy holding peaches. This made the black-faced man close his eyes comfortably and mouth.
He also kept making pig noises like "hum hum".
This black-faced man is a black wild boar, with black hair like steel needles all over his body. The concubine’s cheeks are sore from exhaustion, and her face is pricked by these hairs, but she is still serving her hard.
Afraid that serving the black-faced man would make him uncomfortable, he became the monster's food.
It was said to be a banquet, but there was only one guest in the courtyard. He was a thin, middle-aged man with a mustache and a deer-headed head.
He was sitting on a slightly smaller bed under the black-faced man, holding two beautiful concubines in his arms, drinking the wine from the concubine's mouth.
"The grapes are beautiful and the wine is beautiful, and we share a cup of fine wine. Black-faced brother, you are intoxicated with wine here, and the beauty is even more intoxicating. No wonder you don't want to go back to the mountain. If it were my younger brother, I wouldn't be willing to go back...
"
Satisfied, General Ratbat grabbed a few handfuls of the orioles and swallows beside him, and then he took the concubine to his mouth with chopsticks and ate the fat meat in one bite.
It is also ordinary monster meat. The meat cooked in the mountains is always tasteless, but the meat cooked in the mortal city is delicious. General Rat Bat wiped the grease on the white greasy mass with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"It's better to follow the king and listen to him. The king is not the big demon like us who call ourselves the demon king, but the real demon king. He can give us a few magic arts and we can enjoy them endlessly. Brother
I also envy you, brother, for being able to stay with the king all year round."
The black-faced man sat up with a proud look on his face, pushed his concubine away from the bed, lifted his pants, touched his huge belly and laughed.
"The black-faced brother lives a comfortable life, but I, the little brother, have a hard time. In the past few years, the seal that trapped the king has become increasingly loose, but even just a little bit, I can't break out. My temper is getting more and more irritable, so I took advantage of it.
I work in hiding, but when I'm in the mountains, I'm always on tenterhooks."
General Mousebat enjoyed the singing and dancing in the venue, and he did not shy away from the singers, dancers, musicians, and concubines, so he complained to the black-faced man.
The two demons were both demons under the Black Tiger King, and their relationship was relatively close, so their conversation was quite straightforward. But when General Rat Bat mentioned this, the black-faced man's expression changed and he quickly asked.
"Is the king really about to get out of trouble?"
"That can still be false. After hundreds of years of constant wear and tear, Your Majesty, the Dharma Realm of the Vajra Embryo Hidden Mandala has been unstable for more than ten years. In the past two or three years, it has been even more shaky. It may reappear at any time.
, so this year’s Six Desires and Red Dust Qi will be even more urgent.”
The Black Tiger King is a demon king trapped in a formation deep in the Cangyunling Mountains.
No monster knows who trapped it there, and no monster knows how long it has been trapped. They only know that after an earth dragon turned over two hundred years ago, a deep underground palace was exposed.
Only then can I see the light of day.
On the day when the underground palace appeared, a treasure light rose into the sky. Several big demons near Cangyun Ridge thought there was a treasure and went to check it out. As a result, they found the Black Tiger King who was trapped in the Vajra Womb Mandala Dharma Realm.
Even though his body was bound in the Dharma Realm and could not leave, the Black Tiger King's powerful magic as the demon king still subdued the several big demons that came in an instant and transformed them into ghosts. Now he has the ability to be outside.
Minions of action.
Later, under the control of the Black Tiger King, these big monsters worked together to subdue many single big monsters around them, turned them all into ghosts, and conquered some territory before stopping them.
These ghosts are usually scattered in the human cities around Cangyun Ridge, collecting the human-generated six-desire mortal energy for the Black Tiger King, and using it to dissipate the power of the Mandala Dharma Realm hidden in the Vajra Womb.
Today, General Rat Bat came to Shixian County to collect the Six Desires and Red Dust Qi collected by Shixian County last year.
"After suffering for so many years, I thought I would have hope for the future, but it seems that the days to come will be even more difficult."
The black-faced man sighed and clapped his hands. Immediately, a little wild boar demon with the same pig head and human body, but only the height of an ordinary person, came to General Rat Bat and handed it to him with a flag.
"This is last year's share, you can take it back."
General Mousebat took the flag in his hand and weighed it. He was quite satisfied with last year's harvest in She County. Knowing that the output could handle the Black Tiger King, he did not raise any objection to the Black-faced Man's work, but instead began to persuade him.
"Think of the best in everything. Although we are just ghosts now, life and death are not up to us. But the king is the real demon king. Once he escapes from trouble, we will be the demon king's subordinates. This is an opportunity that many monsters dream of.
Brother should be happy."
There seems to be a limit to the number of demons that the Black Tiger King can transform into. Over the years, the number of great demons under his command has never exceeded thirty-six. Some of these demons stay with the Black Tiger King for his own use, while others are sent out to collect the qi of the Six Desires.
Everyone has different ideas about the future.
After all, the ghost transformation can control the life and death of these monsters, but it cannot control their minds.
Some monsters are content with the situation, some are ambitious, but there are also monsters who want to be free. They have various ideas. General Ratbat is the ambitious one, while the Black-faced Man is the one who wants freedom.
Liberals have always had this vision in their hearts, that is, the Black Tiger King has been trapped in the Dharma Realm for an unknown number of years, and may not have many more years to live. Whether he will escape smoothly or be trapped and die in the Dharma Realm is still unknown.
The day the Black Tiger King dies of old age is the day they regain their freedom.
But looking at the current situation, their plans should be in vain.
After all, the black-faced man was a monster who had lived for hundreds of years. He quickly suppressed his thoughts and forced himself to smile.
"Yes, this is a big happy event. You and I will have another drink."
"Have fun together, have fun together."
As soon as he finished speaking, the human-shaped wine glass beside him automatically brought the wine over. After tasting the fine wine mixed with the wine and his concubine's fluid, General Mousebat took the initiative to start another conversation.
"I saw that the black-faced brother was sleeping with a weapon on his pillow just now. It must be a treasure that can keep him close to me for a moment!"
As General Mousebat spoke, he looked at the long-handled copper hammer that the black-faced man had just rested on the bed.
This hammer is red in color, two feet long, has twelve sides on its handle, and is inlaid with a large number of black gems on its edges and corners. It looks like something extraordinary at first glance.
The black-faced man likes to show off. This time he brought his newly-acquired Sky Hammer out for a banquet, not only because he was the safest around him, but also because he wanted to show off to his old friends. General Ratbat's words just tickled him.
When I felt the itchy spot, I suppressed my worries about the future, picked up the Sky Hammer on the bed with one hand, and introduced it proudly.
"Half a month ago, a caravan passed by my county town of Shan County. Among the caravan, there was a two-foot-long carriage that caught people's attention. When they arrived at the city gate, they did not go into the city to rest. They just sent people into the city to buy some supplies.
I was in a hurry to leave, which attracted the attention of my little wild boar. After my demon got in the car to check, he discovered this mid-level magic weapon called the Sky-shattering Hammer. This is the black-faced man gifted to me by God.
Object."
The mountainous area in the southeastern part of Daliang Dynasty is remote and barren. Not only are there few masters, but even newly transformed great demons or newly promoted mid-level monks can become the masters of the land. Even the technology of forging divine weapons is extremely backward.
Only a small part of the magic weapons used in the southeastern mountainous area are produced by themselves. Most of them are passed down from the Bibo Sea. Low-grade magic weapons cannot be self-sufficient, let alone mid-grade magic weapons. Therefore, mid-grade magic weapons can be purchased.
Something worth bragging about.
The black-faced man was only one foot tall at this time, but the handle of the hammer was two feet long, which made the magic weapon look a little out of place in its hand, but this was not a big problem for the black-faced man.
I saw it walking out of bed with its two big black furry bare feet, walking to the middle of the courtyard with the Sky Hammer in one hand, driving away the dancing dancers, and smiled at General Ratbat.
"Watch me show you a set of hammering techniques that I created recently. You three-foot monster body, please give me a lift!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-faced man's pig-headed human-faced demon body suddenly grew in size, from one foot to three feet tall. The only shorts on his body were also burst, but the dense black steel hair on his body made it difficult to see from a distance.
It looks like I'm wearing black clothes, so it doesn't look too eye-catching.
The face of a wild boar is very different from that of a domestic pig. Not only are there two tusks protruding from the top and bottom of the pig's mouth, but its ears are also much smaller than those of a domestic pig, plus a pair of small eyes, fat pig arches and its face.
His black hair clearly shows his demonic appearance.
"Hmph——"
The black-faced man made several pig noises in excitement, patted his big belly, and a rich black demonic energy emerged from the body surface and was infused into the magic weapon. He waved the heavy hammer in his hand in front of the court.
The obese but extremely flexible body moved in the courtyard, and the steps were carefully planned. At the same time, the magic weapons in his hands danced, and a series of skillful and unworked hammer techniques were displayed. They seemed clumsy, but in fact they were able to defeat the enemy.
The offensive and defensive performance is well-founded and watertight.
He moved to dodge and suddenly attacked the enemy. The long hammer weighing more than two thousand kilograms was as light as nothing in the hands of the black-faced man. In the thick and powerful black-haired hands, the long hammer swept, thrust, and turned like an armored dragon's tail.
The arm assists the hammer, and the hammer follows the force. The power accumulated in the magic weapon becomes more and more abundant, and more and more demonic power is swallowed up. The hammer head whizzes past in the wind, whipping up gusts of black wind, and will serve the beauties.
It was blowing all over the place.
For a moment, a black wind blew up in the entire courtyard, shrouding everyone/demon in darkness. The people/demon present could only hear the sound of hammers waving in the black wind, but their eyes were blinded.
I couldn't open my eyes due to the black wind.
The black-faced man felt more and more happy in his heart, and poured more demonic power from the demon body into the Sky-shattering Hammer. At the same time, a green and red flame began to feed back from the Sky-shaking Hammer.
After this kind of flame enters the body, it begins to burn the demon body, demon power and demon soul of the black-faced man. Wherever the flame burns, the blood and energy in the demon body becomes purer, the demon power becomes more condensed, and the demon soul also
More clear and translucent.
At the same time, an indescribable feeling of comfort spread throughout the bone marrow of the body. This pleasure was at least a hundred times the pleasure that the concubine fairy had when she held the peach, making her moan in comfort.
This magic weapon must be a gift from God. It is not only powerful, but also has the effect of tempering the three elements of essence, energy and spirit. As long as I practice diligently, I may be able to escape the control of the demonic art before the Black Tiger King escapes.
At that time, the heaven and earth will be so big that birds can fly as high as the sky, and fish can leap as wide as the sea.
The black-faced man was so happy that he suddenly caught sight of two green lights flashing in the black wind. It was the Rat Bat General looking at it through his two rat eyes, and he immediately burst into laughter.
"Brother, what about my magic weapon, and how about my hammering technique?"
"You are really good at martial arts and weapons. The black-faced brother has opened my eyes this time!"
After performing a hammering dance, the black-faced man put the hammer behind his back, and the howling black wind stopped. He looked around the courtyard with his stomach raised, looking at the messy scene of the broken grass and trees, and Mei Ji crying endlessly, and then he was satisfied.
Go back to your seat.
"The black-faced brother is so lucky to have such a weapon. It is really a blessing from God. Just an ordinary caravan can transport such magic weapons. Is there anything fishy in this? Is it possible to take it rashly?
Causing trouble?"
General Mousebat was always cautious, so he asked immediately when he thought of something inappropriate.
"It will be fine. I have already interrogated that caravan. They are engaged in the business of digging graves and fighting. They digged out this magic weapon from a grave near Wuyun Ridge. I don't know if it was used as a burial object.
It has been buried for many years. Except for the dead person buried in the grave, there is no so-called suffering owner, so there is no need to worry about the origin of the magic weapon."
The iron bed in the main seat was a little smaller than the black-faced man's three-foot figure, and he couldn't sit upright, so he put away his magic and shrank his body back to its original size like a deflating balloon.
It may also be that the consumption just now was too much to cancel the three-foot-long monster body. The black-faced man felt a little weak in his body. He felt a little unsteady in holding the two-thousand-kilogram Sky-shaking Hammer in his hand, and he almost dropped the hammer in his hand.
The weapon fell from his hand and fell to the ground.
It quickly took a deep breath and put the hammer on the bed pretending to be relaxed, not wanting General Ratbat to see any signs of weakness.
"I see, the eldest brother is very resourceful and has thought of this a long time ago, but the younger brother's reminder is unnecessary."
General Mousebat looked at the copper hammer with greedy eyes, and couldn't help but hold the two smooth balls in his hand a little tighter, as if he could only use this kind of warmth to soothe his heart of despair of not having a mid-grade magic weapon in his hand.
In the courtyard, the servants of the palace began to clean up the overturned tables and chairs and serve the wine and meat again. Just when the banquet was about to continue, a clear sound of drinking suddenly sounded in the sky.
"That's not necessarily true. This magic weapon was dug out from my Wuyun Ridge. As the landlord of Wuyun Ridge, I, the Taoist Crow, should be the master of the magic weapon. What is your intention of taking my magic weapon by force, you, a wild boar?"
, why don’t you quickly return the divine weapon to its original owner!”