Chapter 113 The secret of the gods, the sword master takes action!
The world was spinning.

A sudden burst of heat and severe pain spread from the spine behind him, forcing Qi Sui to break free from mental control.

His pupils focused again, and the quiet corridor was no longer in front of him. Even the strange statue disappeared.

The light was dim and the air was humid.

The endless sea of ​​forests that blocked out the sun and covered the world.

"Where is...where?"

Qi Sui was confused for a moment.

He looked around with a wary gaze.

In this mysterious forest, any tree is over a hundred meters tall. Behind the thick trunks, you can see some strange-looking animals that have never been seen before.

Faintly, one could hear the roar of ferocious beasts coming from far away, startling the birds flying in the sky.

"I should be in the small temple right now. All this... is caused by that statue!"

Qi Sui quickly recalled the whole incident, took a deep breath, and suppressed the slight feeling of restlessness and panic in his chest.

really!

Even though he was reluctant to admit it, after killing several missionaries in succession, he began to despise the so-called religion and the power of those gods.

And everything that happened before his eyes taught him a hard lesson.

The means displayed by a statue alone were far beyond his comprehension.

Physical transfer? Or mental imprisonment? Or some other more horrifying method?

Qi Sui couldn't figure it out.

However, sitting back and waiting for death is not his style.

[Scent Tracking] lv4, start!
He used his sense of smell to its fullest.

He inhaled the slightly chilly air into his nasal cavity, and then after being distinguished and processed by his abnormally powerful sensory nerves, all kinds of complex information were fed back to his cerebral cortex.

The smell of plants, the excrement of wild animals, the smell of reproduction, the smell of soil...

In the rich breath of nature, the stench that belongs only to the god of flesh and blood is made more obvious, just like the Big Dipper in the dark night sky, pointing to the far north.

"Go over and have a look!"

Qi Sui's eyes became clear and he regained his composure.

Moving towards the north at a very fast speed.

Gradually, the stench of the gods in the air became clearer and clearer.

At the end of the sight, a strange black and red stone staircase suddenly appeared. The stone staircase circled up around a cave on the top of the mountain, which seemed out of place with the surrounding emerald green forest environment.

Not only that, dark red liquid continued to flow out from the black and red stone steps, seeping into the soil, spreading in all directions, and dyeing the land within a radius of several miles into a strange red color.

The trees growing on this kind of soil became increasingly sturdy and tall, but on their trunks one could see strange red lines that looked like little snakes.

They seemed to have developed intelligence, and the red lines were flickering on and off according to some breathing-like pattern.

【simulation】!
Ten seconds!
After making sure there was nothing unusual when stepping onto the black and red stone steps, he turned off his skills without much hesitation and stepped onto the first step.

I glanced at the career panel out of the corner of my eye.

[Mental power: 220/450]

More than half of my mental energy has been consumed, so I have to use my skills sparingly.

Tick-tick——

The soles of my shoes stepped on the dark red liquid on the stone steps, and a strong sticky feeling came from it.

With a few leaps, he climbed up dozens of steps.

The unique stench of God in the air became stronger and more pungent, and red blood loss prompts kept floating above my head.

"Health -10"

"Health -10"

"..."

Qi Sui had no choice but to hold his breath, and the rate at which his health points dropped was greatly slowed down, but there was still a strange force in the air that seeped into his flesh and blood through his body's pores.

"Health -1"

"Health -1"

"..."

Qi Sui looked up and saw that the end of the stone steps disappeared at the top of the cave mountain.

Just as he was hesitating whether to continue climbing, a voice sounded in his ears.

"My child, you are here~"

"Child, come up quickly, I've been waiting for you!"

"..."

These sounds are extremely penetrating and can be clearly transmitted to the cerebral cortex even for a deaf person.

What surprised Qi Sui was.

It was clearly a language he had never heard of before, but he could accurately understand what the other party wanted to express.

Under caution.

Qi Sui used [Simulation] again.

The image that emerged from the skill told him that there was nothing unusual when he reached the top of the cave mountain, but he could not perceive the scene on the top of the mountain.

It was as if covered by a layer of red mist, and nothing was clear.

It is indeed a bit difficult to simulate a supernatural god by relying on an advanced skill of "Scholar".

Qi Sui did not hesitate any longer and took two steps at a time and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

The air did smell a bit stinky, but he could feel the primitive desire of his flesh and blood cells for this breath of energy, just like those drug addicts who were addicted to the ominous smell.

According to rumors, each god has his own means of getting to the heart of human nature.

The God of Flesh and Blood, as its name suggests, has absolute control over the realm of flesh and blood.

Soon, the soles of my feet left the stone steps and stepped on soft soil.

The scene opens up at the top of the cave mountain.

The area is rocky and dotted with various scarlet flowers and plants.

You can also see some traces of birds and animals with red pupils.

Even the mosses and vines wrapped around the stone peaks were dyed red.

But the most eye-catching thing is a pool of water deep in the mountain top.

The color of the pool water is strange, with black and red blending together. It seems to be surging and boiling, emitting "gurgling" bubbles, and light red mist constantly evaporating, polluting the fresh air.

The stench was so strong at this moment that it seemed to pierce through the soul!
A firm thought emerged in Qi Sui's mind.

This...is probably the Cult of the Flesh and Blood God, or the origin of the God of Flesh and Blood, Amaimon.

"Hey, can you understand me?"

Qi Sui was trying to communicate with the other party.

"My child, you are finally here, hurry up and get into the arms of the Mother Goddess."

"The Mother Goddess will grant you a new life, with enough power to destroy the world and break the barriers of time and space!"

"Come in, come in!"

"..."

A bewitching voice sounded in my ears.

The blood-red pool of water was boiling more and more violently, and it seemed that there was something horrible hidden under the water and was about to appear.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

Qi Sui was silent for a moment and then asked.

He didn't expect the other party to answer, but the message was indeed conveyed.

"My name is Amayimon, the god who controls the power of flesh and blood, and also your goddess mother."

"As for here..."

Amaimon seemed to reveal a hint of confusion in his words: "This is the secondary origin, the place where I was born!"

How could such a small pool of water give birth to a god?
Qi Sui's eyes trembled violently.

He did not ponder the truth of the other party's words, but continued to ask: "Then...what is your purpose in bringing me here?"

Amayimon's expression gradually became fluent and clear.

"You smell like me. You are my child."

"Come... let the water of the Second Source cleanse your body, and free yourself from the mortal body. Your soul will be eternal."

God, this is your child!

I was born by my mother!
Qi Sui suppressed the urge to curse God. He guessed in his heart that the other party said that probably because the profession panel absorbed the power of the broken spine and then triggered the profession [Berserker Tyrant]!
But this is just the pure control and use of power.

Power itself is neither good nor bad, neither right nor wrong.

What's important is that his soul and genes have not been polluted.

"I sense disgust and murderous intent in you, kid. Do you seem to hate me?"

Amayimon continued slowly, "Perhaps you don't understand how great an honor it is to walk in the world as the son of God."

"In the Flesh and Blood Religion that I founded, the Son of God has a higher status and can cast spells and give orders to all oracles."

After hearing what it said, Qi Sui became more cautious.

There are many old god religions with various systems.

Other gods may have trained sons of God under their command who can mobilize oracles. They are equivalent to a large number of martial arts masters and are indeed a force that cannot be underestimated.

"Why did you choose me?" Qi Sui asked calmly.

"Child, you must know that not all mortal ants are qualified to bear my divine power."

"You have good aptitude. In your human terms, at the stage of a martial artist, you can bear the divine power that only other oracles can master. When you become a martial arts master, you can rely on my divine power and easily fight against those so-called extraordinary warriors."

Qi Sui sneered. He used the [Detection] skill on the pool of blood.

Second Source Pond: Unknown!
This was the second time he had seen an item that gave the hint of "unknown", the last time being the towering vine that was rooted in the Goddess's secret realm.

"I'm afraid that all power comes at a price, right? If I become your son of God, will I still have an independent personality? I'm afraid I will become a puppet under your control, right?"

A series of questions were sent out.

From the perspective of a normal person with sound thinking, it is difficult for him to understand why those fanatical believers of the cult are willing to sacrifice their lives for an illusory god.

Even extending their claws to family and friends.

There can only be one explanation, that is, believing in these gods will bring spiritual pollution.

"That's right, but compared to the supreme power and eternal life, what is this loss?" Amayimon admitted this frankly.

Power and life, it does not believe that anyone can resist these two temptations.

Hearing this, Qi Sui couldn't help but chuckle: "Lord Amayi Meng, the times have changed a long time ago. The gods possessed supreme power? But in the end, they were ended by our extraordinary human warriors!"

"The end?"

Amayimon was not angry. It seemed to have no emotional fluctuations and kept explaining things calmly: "In your human terms, the so-called extraordinary warriors are nothing more than a group of frogs in a well living in cages and cocoons!"

"As for your proud Sequence One, he is indeed a figure, but that's all. In front of the truly powerful in the vast ocean of the universe, he is just a larger ant."

Qi Sui frowned when he heard this.

He could sense that this god was not bluffing, and that he had an inherent contempt for the extraordinary warriors who stood at the pinnacle of human society.

"Lord Amayimon, the real strong man you mentioned, could it be you?"

"Of course not. In front of that adult, I am as small as dust. It was he who created me and gave me life and power. Perhaps I have long been forgotten by him, but I am proud to have a trace of his heritage." Amayimon said devoutly.

Hearing this, Qi Sui's eyelids couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Being able to create a god with his own hands, the level of this creature has long been far beyond his comprehension.

"Come, child, enter the Second Source, cleanse your body and soul, and become one with me. My glory will be with you!"

"When I return, I will make you the master of mankind."

Gradually, Amayimon began to lose his patience.

The bubbles in the pool surged more and more violently, like a pool of boiling water. A thick red blood mist rolled up in the air, submerging Qi Sui completely.

"Lord Amayimon, please don't be impatient. Being a lackey for the gods is no small matter. Of course I have to ask for clarification!"

In the red blood mist, it seemed that an invisible will was trying to enter the mind and control Qi Sui's body.

The speed at which mental energy is consumed is extremely exaggerated.

A strong sense of urgency made him move back.

Amayimon let out a cold wave: "I have never discussed with you. No one can disobey the will of God. Come back, come back!"

See you in the picture!

Qi Sui was like a targeted prey, about to drown in the red blood mist that was like an ocean wave.

Even if he entered the [Concentration] state, he was still unable to resist the invasion of God's will.

A faint blood mist floated in his eyes, which gradually lost focus and became dull and lifeless. He moved his legs stiffly like a mechanical life, step by step towards the pool of water.

Amayimon's mind was cold.

Although its body was damaged, its spirit was still in a godly state, and it was easy for it to control a human who was not even a master.

It can be said that the ending was determined from the moment the vertical pupils of the statue were looked into.

……

outside world.

With the sudden change, the castle was already in chaos.

Shen Luoyan was shocked and angry.

The muscles in her delicate body swelled and the light and shadow of her internal strength rose from beneath her fair skin. She held the spear in both hands, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, and stabbed it fiercely into the wall of the territory in front of her.

hum-

There was a slight ripple in the air.

The powerful recoil force sent her flying backwards, her spear fell to the side, and cracks appeared on the knuckles of her hands.

They could only watch Qi Sui's figure disappear in the swirling red blood mist in the corridor.

A tall old man with gray hair and vigorous spirit appeared out of thin air like a ghost. His face was solemn and his eyes were as deep as lightning. He stretched out his hand to carefully sense this realm of gods.

Shen Luoyan was like seeing a savior, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Zheng, Qi Sui is in trouble and has been sucked in. Please rescue him quickly. If you delay for too long, he may be in danger."

"The realm of gods is not easy to deal with!"

Zheng Qingshan muttered to himself.

If you have to blame someone, you can blame him for being careless.

In the past, it was believed that the domain of gods was used to protect the statues from being touched and damaged. Who would have thought that it would actively exert force to suck people in?

"Shen girl, take everyone and retreat outside the castle and clear the area. I will try to break open this turtle shell!"

"it is good!"

Shen Luoyan didn't dare to delay.

Shout at the top of your voice.

The students of Qinglong Martial Arts University were very executive. They realized the seriousness of the situation and retreated to the outside of the manor in an orderly manner in just a dozen seconds.

Ran stopped and looked at the castle, many of them looked worried.

That is a god.

Even if the gods leaked a tiny bit of their divine power, it would be far beyond what college students like them could resist.

I’m afraid Qi Sui…is in great danger.

Lu Xin, who had finally been coaxed into crying, cried even louder.

Her beautiful face was filled with guilt and self-blame. She just kept wiping away her tears and asked in a trembling voice, "Sister Gu, do you think Brother Qi will be in trouble? It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Brother Qi wouldn't have risked coming here."

Some irritation also emerged on Gu Xiyue's expressionless and indifferent face. She no longer cared to comfort the little crybaby, but took out her mobile phone, hesitated for a few seconds, and then made a call.

Just as she was about to dial out.

Under the quiet night, a tall figure suddenly appeared.

Martial arts master, Zheng Qingshan!

His wrinkled old face was extremely solemn. He stretched his hands toward the void and let out a long whistle as melodious as rolling spring thunder.

"Here comes the sword!"

A ball of green energy rose in the palm of his hand.

In the direction of Qinglong Martial Arts University, the silver-white aurora was particularly dazzling against the dark night.

It was like a flying dragon tearing through the night sky above the city, crossing a distance of dozens of kilometers in a very short time, and falling into Zheng Qingshan's palm.

Countless people in Tianfu witnessed this scene.

They all looked in the direction of the sword, and had a vague feeling that something big was about to happen.

Unlike conventional narrow jade swords, Zheng Qingshan's sword is silver-white all over and is a broad, thick and heavy sword.

The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the old man's aura changed.

The robe rustled in the wind without any wind.

The image of a warm and approachable old man is no longer there, replaced by a giant sword master with a straight spine that would rather break than bend, and who dares to fight for the life of mankind and the gods of heaven and earth.

A loud dragon roar resounded through the starry sky.

The clanging of swords complemented the sound.

Countless students stood still, looking up at the sky, horror in their faces, the scene reflected in their pupils.

It is the phantom of a super heavy sword that pierces through the sky and the earth.

Surrounding the blade of this heavy sword is a majestic and noble green dragon.

The giant green dragon soars in the clouds, lifelike, with each scale clearly depicted, long and flowing dragon whiskers, and dragon horns twisted upward like ancient cypresses, hard and powerful.

This is Zheng Qingshan’s power—the power of the heavy sword and the blue dragon!

He has been immersed in training for many years and has perfectly integrated the Heavy Sword Style and the Azure Dragon Style. The power he unleashes is far more than just “1+1 equals 2”.

The entire Tianfu capital was completely alarmed.

Even though they were hundreds of kilometers away on the other side, one could clearly see the mirage-like image of the heavy sword Azure Dragon.

"It's the Grandmaster, mom, look, there's the Grandmaster over there!"

Some children were so excited that they jumped and danced.

In the eyes of ordinary people, martial arts masters are great figures.

They can fly in the sky, split mountains and rocks, cut water with swords, and deserve the praise of "true immortals on earth".

"Take a photo quickly and post it on social media. Today is really a great day. This is the first time I've seen a master take action in real life!"

The young mother threw the child aside, took out her cell phone and started taking pictures of Zheng Qingshan in the night.

It can be expected that the commotion caused by Zheng Qingshan will definitely top the headlines of Xia country news in a very short time.

this side.

Zheng Qingshan completed the charging process.

Different from the light and shadow of internal energy that floated beneath the skin, his body emanated a master's aura that was a blend of green and silver, like a bright little sun shining under the starry sky.

"cut!"

The heavy sword blue dragon totem seemed to come alive and rushed towards the realm of gods in the castle below.

The sword light is sharp, spanning heaven and earth.

Under the night sky, a thin silver line was formed as if it cut through space. It was the concentrated will of the sword master, and it was reluctant to dissipate for a long time.

……

(End of this chapter)