Chapter 220 Sima Zhongda! Ni Kun's weakness!
A quiet mountain village, with dried corpses everywhere, a pool of scarlet blood, and a gloomy altar.
A young man dressed in scholar's clothes, with a white face and no beard, and a tall figure, stood in front of the altar.
When a blood shadow flashed above the altar, revealing a figure that looked like an "inverted river of blood", the young man immediately fell to the ground and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, I, Sima Yi, respectfully welcome you, my Lord."
The figure that looked like an upside-down river of blood stared at the young man with a pair of eye sockets that looked like a whirlpool of blood, and said in an ethereal voice:
"how?"
The young man said respectfully:
"We have found out. Ni Kun has no reputation among the common people, but he is quite well-known among the top leaders of the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demonism, as well as important officials of the imperial court. He is even highly regarded by Emperor Qin Shi Huang..."
The figure of the bloody river interrupted the young man:
"That's not what I want to hear."
The young man said:
"Ni Kun has done a lot of great things in this world. More than a year ago, Japan invaded Liaodong. Ni Kun rushed to Liaodong with only a few maids and wiped out tens of thousands of Japanese troops in one fell swoop, and even accepted their surrender..."
The figure of the blood river said calmly: "This is not important."
The young man said respectfully:
"That Ni Kun once killed the Night King and annihilated the corpse ghosts in the northern grasslands. He also killed Xu Fu in Huashan and destroyed Black Mountain in Zhongnan. He then went to Taiyuan and killed Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji who were possessed by the Great Heavenly Demon and the Great Heavenly Demon. After that, he went to the grasslands again and destroyed the mechanical army. Then he went to Japan and subdued Kaguya Otsutsuki... As far as I know, the above few people seem to be servants of His Highness the Holy Son of the Changye Sect."
The Blood River figure snorted coldly:
"That Ni Kun didn't just kill An Wuji's people? He even killed my people. A few days ago, my countryman also died at his hands. But if Ni Kun is just invincible in the mortal world, then it seems that he is far from being enough to make An Wuji so afraid. Can you find out what's so strange about him?"
The young man said ashamedly:
"Forgive me for my incompetence. Ni Kun has only come to prominence in the past two years. Before that, no one knew his background or roots, nor did they know who his master was or where he practiced."
The figure of the blood river said slowly:
"Do you know what magical powers he has used?"
The young man said:
"I have never seen him in action with my own eyes, but I have only heard fragmentary descriptions from those who have seen him in action. I heard that Ni Kun has the skill of controlling swords, can send out lightning and thunder from his hands, and can also use his soul to leave his body and kill the enemy's soul. He can also erect invisible walls to resist almost any attack, and can also expand his domain to forcibly drag the enemy into his domain..."
The figure of the blood river was silent for a while, and said:
"With such a vast and complex magical power, do you know what his fundamental method is?"
The young man shook his head:
"No one knows his fundamental skills, but he seems to know everything. Good, Buddhist, demonic... all kinds of skills, even all kinds of magical powers that seem to conflict with each other and are incompatible with each other, he seems to be able to use them at will. "
The blood-red whirlpool-like eye sockets of the Blood River figure rippled slightly, and he whispered to himself:
"You can do everything... Can you easily use magical powers that conflict with each other and are incompatible with each other?"
After a moment of silence, the Blood River figure said:
"So what are Ni Kun's hobbies?"
The young man said firmly:
"He is lustful, very lustful!"
"Oh——" The figure of Xuehe said in a long tone, and said softly, "Does he like men or women? Which type does he like?"
The young man said:
"He only likes women. As for the type... as long as they are beautiful enough, with a good figure and temperament, he will accept almost any one of them."
"It's good to have a hobby..." The figure of the blood river said slowly: "I happen to have another 'collection' that I was going to give to An Wuji in exchange for a treasure from him. Now I will give it to you first. Do you know what to do?"
The young man said, "My lord, there is no need to worry. I have already made up my mind."
The figure of Xuehe hummed lightly and asked again:
"You have been in this world for ten years. How has your cultivation recovered in the past ten years?"
The young man said helplessly:
"Thank you for your concern, my lord. However, ten years ago, when I was crossing the barrier, I was accidentally hit by the 'War God Temple' and was hit by a relic inside. Not only was my body on the verge of breaking, but my soul was almost destroyed...
"This world is quite strange. Almost all those who dared to come out and make trouble have died. I dare not search for blood and food on a large scale, so the recovery is extremely slow. After lurking for ten years, I have only recovered 30% of my peak cultivation level."
The figure of the blood river said lightly:
“You should know that any magical treasure, unless it travels through time by chance, will lose its power and become unusable if it is forcibly delivered by humans. This is an iron rule.
"Even someone as powerful as the Homelanders had to cast a spell to seal their power before they could pass through the barrier. After they came through, they would spend time gradually unsealing it.
“Therefore, I cannot send treasures directly to you to help you recover quickly.
"Now that you have only recovered 30% of your cultivation, don't easily clash with Ni Kun. He can even kill people from his country... Haha, this reminder is a bit redundant. After all, you, Sima Zhongda, know how to save your life the best."
The young man said humbly, "For the sake of my lord's great cause, why should I care about my body and my life?"
The Blood River figure said:
"Stop talking nonsense. Find out the truth about Ni Kun as soon as possible."
The young man bowed and said, "Yes, my lord."
The Blood River figure said:
"When I send that 'collection' over, I will also try to send you a strong helper at the same time..."
Just as I said this, I heard the faint sound of horse hooves and human voices coming from afar.
The Blood River figure paused for a moment, and his figure flickered slightly:
"... serve me well, and you will be able to truly transcend in the future."
Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared suddenly.
The young man's ears moved slightly, and he took in the sounds of horses and men coming from afar.
He calmly stood up, took out a huge paintbrush, and sketched in the air, using the void as a canvas, and quickly painted a gorgeous tiger.
As he added a finishing touch, the spotted tiger came to life and turned into a giant tiger that was more than twice the size of a normal tiger. It leaped down from the air, shook its hair, stretched its limbs, and opened its mouth to let out a low tiger roar.
The young man jumped onto the tiger's back and urged the tiger to gallop through the village. He painted everywhere, quickly sketching scenes of fierce battle and destruction, such as collapsed walls, collapsed houses, and cracked ground. The scenes in the paintings then became reality.
In the blink of an eye, this deserted village full of mummies was filled with various scenes of destruction, as if it had been through a fierce battle.
The young man listened to the sounds of horses and men in the distance, silently estimated the time, and continued to paint.
When he heard the sound of people and horses approaching, he took out a scroll and recited a spell silently. A puff of white smoke floated by, and five figures in black clothes, with pale faces and sharp fangs protruding from the corners of their lips appeared in front of him.
The five men in black bowed silently to the young man, who nodded slightly. The five men in black then quickly moved away, two of them stood in front of the altar, and the other three dispersed to various places in the village.
The young man had an idea, and the tiger suddenly leaped up and pounced on a man in black. The man in black did not resist and let the tiger knock him to the ground and tore him to pieces in a few strokes.
After that, the tiger pounced several times, biting and tearing the other two men in black to pieces, and the body parts were scattered everywhere. Finally, it returned to the altar and tore a man in black to pieces, and the body parts were scattered around the altar.
The last man in black only tore off his right arm and left foot, and then slapped his chest, causing it to collapse. It looked like he might die at any time.
"Hold on a little longer."
After knocking down a corner of the altar, the young man whispered to the last man in black:
"The Lord will remember your achievements. In the future, you will be reborn in the river of blood and share immortality with the Lord..."
The seriously injured man in black had a hint of fanaticism in his eyes and whispered:
"With the Lord, the river of blood is immortal!"
Boom boom boom…
The heavy sound of horse hooves finally entered the mountain village.
The young man's expression changed slightly, as if his whole face had suddenly changed. He showed a look of genuine melancholy and anger, staring fiercely at the dying and seriously injured man in black.
At this time, a voice came from behind: "Mr. Ma! Mr. Ma!"
The young man responded with a voice that sounded a bit gnashing, as if he was suppressing his anger:
"I'm here!"
Boom!
Several knights came riding at full speed, and when they saw the young man riding on the tiger's back and the collapsed corner of the blood pool altar, their expressions became solemn.
A tall, gentle young man rode his horse to the side of the young man, clasped his fists and bowed:
"Mr. Ma Liang, what exactly happened here?"
The young man sighed, and said slowly in a tone of deep fatigue after anger:
"A few evil demons were performing a blood sacrifice here. When I arrived... the entire village had been killed, and no one, young or old, male or female, survived. I could only kill a few of the evil demons and capture this one alive."
He pointed at the dying man in black and said:
"This is the last survivor. Although it is seriously injured, this demon has the ability to suck blood and revive. If it takes in enough blood, not only can its injuries heal quickly, but its broken limbs can also regenerate."
"It's actually this kind of blood demon!"
The young man was slightly startled, and looked around. He saw mummies everywhere in the village, and there were many traces of battles, as well as many bloody demon corpses scattered around. He then bowed to the young man again:
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ma Liang!"
“You’re welcome, Mr. Tie Shou.” The young man sighed, “Don’t mention that I’m already a guest official of the Demon Suppression Department. Even if I’m still a wanderer in the mountains, as a righteous cultivator, slaying demons and eliminating evil is my duty... Unfortunately, I’m still a step too late!”
The young man named "Iron Hand" comforted him:
"This matter is not Mr. Ma Liang's fault. The only thing to blame is the viciousness and cruelty of the demons."
After saying a few words of consolation, Tie Shou and the other riders went to investigate the village again, paying attention to the signs of a battle. With years of experience in handling cases and based on the various signs of battle, he deduced that the village had indeed experienced a fierce battle, which was probably caused by "Mr. Ma Liang" riding a tiger to fight against the demon.
As for the villagers, they were completely helpless against the demons. They were like lambs, and their blood was drained out by the demons. The blood pool formed into a blood sacrifice.
After a careful search, not a single living person was found. Tie Shou was in a heavy mood and ordered the knights who came with him to collect the corpses and gather them on the drying yard in the village to burn all the mummies.
It's not that he doesn't want to bury these innocent villagers, but the corpses killed by demons can easily transform into zombies. Only by burning them into ashes can the hidden danger be eliminated.
While several knights were busy preparing, Tie Shou returned to the altar, wrote down its features, and asked "Mr. Ma Liang" to copy the altar's shape on the spot. Then he destroyed the altar with his own hands, poured kerosene on it, rubbed his hands together, and sent out a scorching palm force to ignite the altar.
After doing all this , he came to the seriously injured man in black and asked in a deep voice:
"What are your origins? Who is the evil demon you are offering sacrifice to?"
The man in black looked at Tie Shou with contempt and laughed strangely:
"With the Lord, the river of blood is immortal!"
Tie Shou frowned and said in a deep voice:
"You'd better tell the truth, and you can suffer less physical pain. Otherwise... Although I don't like torture, for a mad demon like you, I have to try all the official methods on you one by one!"
The man in black laughed:
"You mortals will never be able to imagine how great the One we serve is! One day, all living beings in this world, and even the entire world, will be integrated into the blood river of our Lord!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-clothed man's body suddenly swelled up like a balloon.
"careful!"
The young man who called himself "Sima Yi", called "Sima Zhongda" by the blood river figure, but called "Ma Liang" by the iron hand, suddenly changed his expression, shouted for a warning, and was about to write a spell.
Tie Shou had already thrown a punch, and the surging force of the punch was like a river tide, which knocked the man in black dozens of meters away.
Bang!
The black-clothed man's body exploded, turning into blood, flesh and bones all over the sky, shooting out with a whoosh.
Each piece of broken bone hit the forest and the ground like a shotgun, making a popping sound, splashing wood chips and dust, and leaving deep holes.
The dirty blood splashed onto the trees and the ground, just like a strong acid, corroding with a hissing sound and producing bursts of green smoke.
Seeing this, Mr. Ma Liang said ashamedly:
"It was my fault that I was careless. I didn't expect the demon to have such a method. I almost hurt Mr. Tieshou."
Tie Shou smiled heartily without any concern:
"How can you blame Mr. Ma Liang for this? Mr. Ma Liang has great magical powers. The other demons died under the claws of Mr. Ma Liang before they could use this last resort. Mr. Ma Liang has never seen such a method before, so it is inevitable that he was negligent."
At this time, the knights had gathered more than a hundred mummies in the village on the drying yard, and came to ask Tie Shou for instructions.
"Mr. Ma Liang" pulled himself together and said, "Let me do it."
Before urging the giant tiger to the drying yard, he closed his eyes and mourned for a while in front of the hundreds of dried corpses piled up on the drying yard, then wielded a big brush to draw a piece of red flames.
The raging flames suddenly became real, falling onto the drying yard and covering all the corpses. They burned fiercely, turning the mummies into ashes.
Tie Shou and his companions did not leave until they had collected the villagers' ashes and buried them outside the village, and then set the entire village on fire to prevent any remaining demonic aura from lingering.
And that "Mr. Ma Liang" also participated in the whole process and wrote the inscription himself, recording this tragedy in the village.
"Mr. Ma Liang has great magical powers and compassion for the world. He is truly a role model for our generation. At this time when demons are appearing frequently, it is a blessing for the Demon Suppression Division of the Great Qin Dynasty to have Mr. Ma Liang join us, and it is even more a blessing for the people of the world."
Riding slowly on the path outside the village, Tie Shou sighed sincerely.
The duration of the giant tiger painted by "Mr. Ma Liang" had expired and it had disappeared. He then painted a horse riding on it, walking side by side with the iron hand on the path.
After hearing Tie Shou's sigh, "Mr. Ma Liang" smiled modestly, then said with some sadness and emotion:
"My little skill is nothing. My ability is limited, and what I can do is also limited . I can't even save this small village and hundreds of lives...
“After this experience, I can’t help but admire Mr. Ni Kun even more.
"I heard that he cooperated with the Demon Suppression Division twice and resolved major crises both times. Especially the time he went to Taiyuan, he uncovered the truth that Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji were possessed by demons, thus avoiding a war between the Qin Dynasty and the Li Clan, and saving countless lives."
Tie Shou smiled and said, "I have also heard about the rumors about Master Ni Kun from my colleagues in the Demon Suppression Division. Unfortunately, I and several of my fellow disciples have only joined the Demon Suppression Division for a short time, so I have never witnessed Master Ni's magical powers with my own eyes."
"Mr. Ma Liang" said: "Supernatural powers are secondary. The key is that Master Ni also has a kind heart to save the world and the people, and he never takes credit for himself. He destroyed the Japanese pirates in Liaodong, killed the aliens in Saibei, killed Xu Fu in Huashan, and suppressed the Black Mountain in Zhongnan...
"All these achievements have not been spread among the people. Such great benevolence and righteousness, and indifference to fame and fortune, are the true role models for cultivators of our generation. If I could meet Master Ni, I would treat him as a disciple and ask for his advice in person."
Tie Shou smiled and said, "Master Ni and our Demon Suppression Division's Governor Zhao have a close relationship. I heard that Master Ni came to Chang'an a few days ago and met with Governor Zhao. Since Mr. Ma Liang thinks highly of Master Ni, why don't you ask Governor Zhao to introduce him to you?"
Mr. Ma Liang said, "I have only been in the Demon Suppression Division for a short time and have not made any achievements. I am afraid that I will displease Governor Zhao if I trouble her with such a small matter."
Tie Shou said, "Mr. Ma Liang is too modest. Although the Demon Suppression Division has developed very quickly, there are only a few people with magical powers like you, Mr. Ma Liang. With the importance that Governor Zhao attaches to you, even the smallest matter is a big deal. Moreover, just introducing Mr. Ma Liang to Master Ni is just a piece of cake for Governor Zhao."
Mr. Ma Liang looked excited: "If that's the case, I'd really like to give it a try. But I wonder when Mr. Ni can come to Chang'an again?"
Tie Shou smiled and said, "Master Ni's whereabouts are always elusive. I heard that Master Wuque of Yihua Palace waited in Chang'an for two months to see Master Ni. Although Master Ni came to Chang'an a few days ago, he disappeared again soon. I don't know when he will come to Chang'an next time. I'm afraid Mr. Ma Liang will have to wait patiently for a while."
"That's fine." Mr. Ma Liang smiled, looking forward to it: "As long as I have the opportunity to meet Mr. Ni and ask for advice in person, I will be satisfied..."
That night.
"Mr. Ma Liang" and Tie Shou and his party returned to Chang'an and first went to the Demon Suppression Division to report the entire case. After a busy hour or so, Mr. Ma Liang returned to his residence in the city.
At midnight, he suddenly had an idea. After calculating silently for a while, he stood up and drew a door on the wall. He pushed open the door, took a step across, and suddenly came to a secluded valley in the mountains.
Deep in the valley, balls of green flames the size of human heads were dancing in the sky.
In the reflection of the green flames, there was a strange man in a green robe, with a head as big as a bucket, messy hair like grass, a deformed and thin body, and hands like a pair of chicken claws. He was circling around a crystal coffin, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and looked like he was drooling.
What made the green-robed weirdo salivate was the beauty in the crystal coffin.
When Mr. Ma Liang saw the beauty in the coffin, he could not help but feel a little dazed, thinking to himself:
"So it was her... No wonder the Lord wanted to send a 'collection' to me after learning that Ni Kun was fond of women. Her words can indeed target Ni Kun's weaknesses and exert miraculous effects..."
As he thought about it, he bowed to the tiny green-robed weirdo:
"Sima Yi respectfully welcomes Senior Green Robe."
