Chapter 71: The Life of the Thousand-Faced Evil Monarch (2600 words)

Chapter 71 – The Life of the Thousand-faced Evil Monarch (2600 Words)
Leaving Dragon Head Peak.

Wang Xiu rode the Xuanwu Jian towards Spirit Turtle Peak, and after landing, his divine thoughts were released and scanned.

Good fellow.

But see the small orchid courtyard door, clearly pasted two notes – closed to concentrate on alchemy, Wang Xiu do not enter to disturb!

Obviously.

Jiang Ling’er’s thirty-seven degree small mouth could never say such icy words, this note was definitely posted by Jiang You Rong.

And.

Through these twelve wild cursive lines, Wang Xiu could clearly feel that a wave of ‘hysterical’ and ‘grasping and dumping’ emotions came over him.

It was thought that during the days when Wang Xiu was not at Spirit Turtle Peak, the path of alchemy of that Great Fierce Remnant Soul had not been smooth.

Ai~
Originally, he had also planned, after going home with great difficulty, to find a way to let Senior Jiang give himself a blowjob.

Now it seems.

Before Senior Jiang refined the Jiu Li Soul Nourishing Pill, there wasn’t much of a chance.

Since Senior Jiang wouldn’t let him in.

Then if he were to force his way in, although it wasn’t impossible to enter, it would ultimately hurt his feelings.

In the future, it wouldn’t be so easy to chat with her again and make her blow.

Forget it.

There will be a long time to come.

As long as the person was still in Spirit Turtle Peak, sooner or later she would have to help him blow, she couldn’t escape.

Having eaten a small closed door, Wang Xiu was not angry, and returned to his own small courtyard, opening the courtyard guard formation to walk in.

Uh-huh.

The Soul Nurturing Lotus in the pool is growing very well, under the nourishment of the yellow spring water, I think it won’t take long for the flower bones to grow.

Wang Xiu walked into the closed chamber and inserted the Green Lotus Sky Covering Formation Flag around the chamber to cover up all the scents.

Then.

He sat cross-legged on the futon and took out the Skeleton Token and the Demonic Artifact Ten Thousand Souls Sail that the Thousand Faces Evil Monarch had exploded.

Sacrifice~!

Playing a spell towards the Ten Thousand Souls Sail, he took out the soul of the Thousand Faces Evil Monarch, who was still in a state of ‘obscurity’ and had yet to regain his sanity.

Next.

Wang Xiu slightly flexed his five fingers and clasped them on top of Thousand-faced Evil Monarch’s forehead like a tiger’s claw: “Underworld Emperor Soul Reading Technique!”

Similar to the ‘Soul Detaining Spell’ used when summoning ten thousand ghosts before, the Underworld Emperor Soul Reading Technique was also a secret technique attached to the Underworld Emperor Prison Suppression Scripture.

By casting this secret art, one could view the ghost’s memories from its lifetime, thus obtaining the information they wanted.

It could be said to be a very practical, but also very vicious secret art.

This was because the subject of the soul reading would have his or her soul collapse, and even if the true spirit was reincarnated, there was a high probability that he or she wouldn’t be able to be cast into any good tire in the next life.

However.

Facing a fellow like the Thousand-faced Evil Monarch who slaughtered thousands of human races, Wang Xiu did not have half a woman’s benevolence in his heart.

As the secret technique was performed, the Thousand-faced Evil Monarch’s soul body began to dissipate.

And the course of his life was presented in front of Wang Xiu like a slide show, without a single trace of concealment.

Thousand-faced Evil Monarch.

Born in a poor family, their family was located in the borderland, the immortal sect responsible for guarding that frontier, the foundation was not strong.

When he was young, Thousand Faces Evil Monarch often heard that the next village, or his own village, there are demons and evil rebellion.

From time to time, there will be children, by the mountain roaming wild demon carry away.

In this life of fear and trepidation, Thousand Faces Evil Monarch through the years of childhood, relying on hard work, and even married a girl in the village.

Although the days are bitter, but with a wife and children, life is not bad.

But then the devil cultivator rebelled and beat the immortal sect that was guarding that side of the country to the point where it was almost wiped out.

The villages and towns in the nearby territory were also once again infested by demons and evils, and for a time, blood flowed into rivers and sorrows were widespread, and countless people began to flee into exile.

In this kind of chaotic world, people who lost their land lost their roots.

Countless people died on the way to escape, starved to death, sick to death, exhausted to death as many as possible.

On the run.

His son, who was still in infancy, was stolen by a straggler from the same village; his wife was willing to be humiliated and trampled on by a group of people for half a bowl of gruel.

He saw too much of the ugly side of human nature, and he himself gradually became distorted in the hunger.

He took his first bite of mutton.

It was someone else’s lamb, no more than five years old, which he had tricked into stoning to death in a valley.

If others could eat lamb, why couldn’t he?

He ate it.

He felt great after eating it, and that long-lost feeling of fruitfulness made him float, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

Even.

Perhaps it was a gift, after he ate the mutton, his body seemed to become more powerful than before, and his mindset towards other people was also very different.

At this time, he was no longer afraid of hunger, because that escape road was full of sheep!

He began to continue his hunting, and at first he only ate the lambs.

Later on, he grew stronger and stronger and stronger, and even gradually realized that he was able to condense a kind of black qi that possessed terrible destructive power.

He had once heard the village elders say in the past that this kind of black qi, it seemed to be called demonic qi, and it was only found on evil demons.

Those who had this kind of aura on their body, once discovered by the Immortal Sect, there was only a way to die. Fear?

He was terrified, but he didn’t stop, instead, he became more and more morbid.

He shared the lambs he hunted with his own father.

As a result, his father didn’t understand his filial piety at all, and even raged at him, beating him and lifting up stones to stone him to death.

So ……

After eating the old lamb, the Thousand Faces Evil Monarch’s demonic aura skyrocketed, becoming even more powerful than before, and at the same time becoming even more morbid.

He ate the sheep all the way, and his demonic aura increased with each passing day.

Finally one day.

These stragglers were intercepted by devil cultivators and slaughtered.

But he didn’t die, not only did he not die, but he was also seen by the adults of the Devil’s Cult and was enrolled in the Devil’s Cult.

Magic Sect.

Is a collective name, just like Taoism, Buddhism, the whole devil religion under the banner of hundreds of branches, and the thousand-faced evil gentleman joined the devil religion ghost king sect.

This sect is based on ghost control, and most of the arts in the sect require devouring souls to cultivate.

Thousand-faced Evil Monarch’s master was a certain senior elder of the Ghost King Sect.

According to him, Thousand Faces Evil Monarch’s destiny is ferocious, his character is radical and evil, and as long as he is slightly guided, he will be able to kill and eat sheep without any scruples, so he is a natural devil.

Under his tutelage, Thousand Faces Evil Monarch practiced the demonic art of eating sheep and devouring souls, and his cultivation began to grow by leaps and bounds.

Even.

He had also practiced the Ghost King Sect’s secret ancient secret art, Thousand Faces Demonic Skill, which allowed him to change his appearance as he wished, making it very difficult for even YuanYing stage venerable masters to see what was going on.

Relying on this secret art, it became more convenient for him to kill sheep and take their souls, and countless disciples of famous sects were casually teased by him.

Over time, he even became enamored with the feeling of ‘taking risks’ and ‘taking chestnuts out of fire’.

He intentionally sneaked into the Immortal Sect’s territory to kill disciples of various sects and framed the nearby mountain spirits and ghosts for fun.

However, due to the meticulous layout, coupled with his demonic powers, no accidents have ever occurred.

It can be said.

If it wasn’t for the trip to Maple City, he had blown a bull that shouldn’t have been blown, and messed with Wang Xiu, the ‘inviting heaven’s wrath’ hangman.

The Thousand-faced Evil Monarch’s demonic life might have really been able to get away with it for a few more hundred years.

……

Watching the scene in the screen, skimming over like a walking light, Wang Xiu could not help but feel a great deal of emotion in his heart.

It was said that a chaotic world produces more demons, and this statement was indeed justified.

If life had not forced him to do so, this Thousand Faces Langjun who had stayed in the village might not have not been a good husband and father.

I can only say: there is no natural devil in the world, it’s all a matter of creation and destiny!

Of course.

Although there are feelings in the heart, but this does not mean that Wang Xiu regrets killing the Thousand Faces Evil Monarch, as the saying goes, the road is different.

Since the other party had stepped onto the devil’s path and wielded a butcher’s knife against innocent people.

Then.

When it was within his power, even if the plot was reenacted ten thousand times, Wang Xiu would still choose to recite the Heavenly Tribulation Incantation to put them to death.

……

Suddenly.

Wang Xiu seemed to have discovered some extraordinary plot, his hands violently formed a seal, and the images that had originally flashed by at a rapid pace began to slow down.

Picture.

Framed in a foggy and steamy pool, the pool was covered with dense rose petals, and behind a thin green veil, a silhouette could be vaguely seen.

Half of her body was immersed in the rose pool, half of her body was relying on the edge of the pool plate, lazy and charming, flavorful.

The curves were so graceful that one couldn’t help but have a big head.

Through the memory of the Thousand-faced Evil Monarch, Wang Xiu knew that this pool, belonged to the Ghost King Sect Elder, YuanYing stage powerhouse – Red Mei Snake Lady.

A red-trained snake spirit with a thousand years of cultivation, she was notorious in the Demon Sect for being a loose cannon and making countless friends.

And at this time.

The Thousand Faces Evil Monarch, who was disguised as a fluttering beautiful man, was bold enough to walk into the Snake Lady’s pool.

The next image gradually became impossible to pass judgment on.

…………………… Eight thousand words are omitted here… ……………………

One time.

Wang Xiu’s worldview suffered a great shock, and reflexively stretched out his hands and covered his eyes.

Then again, involuntarily, he opened his five fingers~
Oooh~
Those props in the spatial ring, they all matched up.

Magic Cult ……

You’re really high on tricks!

At the same time.

Behind Wang Xiu.

The Underworld Blood Execution Sword, which had already turned pink, was even more reddish and delicate in color.

A certain sword spirit, greatly impacted!

(End of chapter)