Chapter 300: Demons Dance (4)
Just after the New Year, the mountains were covered with ice and snow.
In a snow-white valley, a small altar emits a faint light.
Xiong Taidou prostrated himself on the ground, knelt down and bowed towards the altar, chanting secret spells.
There was green cloud light swirling around him. He represented Buddhism and acted as a pioneer, sparking a riot among hundreds of millions of people in Anping Prefecture. The luck accumulated for Buddhism was like running water, continuously pouring into the altar.
The Demon Calculator was wearing a green shirt and stood quietly by the side.
It was a very cold day, but he waved a folding fan, and the breeze blew his bangs, with strands of hair flying in the wind, making him look quite elegant.
After a very long time, almost all of Xiong Taidou's luck was absorbed into the altar. Xiong Taidou's blood began to stir, his face turned red, and bursts of 'cracking' sounds came from his body.
On the altar, several palm-sized runes lit up, and an extremely strong pulling force erupted.
Xiong Taidou suddenly raised his head and looked at the palm-sized crack that suddenly appeared in the sky in horror: "The sky, cracked?"
The devil calculator suddenly raised his head, and like a sinister poisonous snake, he sneaked silently behind Xiong Taidou. An extremely thin needle, one and a half feet long, flashed with a faint light and pierced into Xiong Taidou's forehead.
As the needle pierced his body, Xiong Taidou's whole body suddenly stiffened.
A very thin strand of blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and Xiong Taidou screamed, "Mo Suanzi, you...you are..."
Mo Suanzi chuckled softly, "A chess piece should have the awareness of a chess piece... Why do you think I went to Anping Prefecture to find you, wasting several True Buddha relics passed down by the sect to temper your body and improve your cultivation?"
The magic calculator smiled brightly: "To be honest, your cultivation was too low before, and you were of no use. But now, you are a qualified chess piece."
A ray of obscure light fell from the crack in the sky.
The dim light fell directly on the thin needle inserted on Xiong Taidou's head. Extremely thin runes lit up in the needle. Xiong Taidou's body twitched violently, and he kept making shrill wails. A terrible pale color spread from the top of his head to his whole body.
After a full quarter of an hour, Xiong Taidou's entire body turned a strange pale color.
The light disappeared.
The long needle was pulled out of Xiong Taidou's body bit by bit, and returned to Mo Suanzi's hand with a drop of sticky blood.
Mo Suanzi knelt on the ground respectfully, and kowtowed to Xiong Taidou, who slowly stood up and exuded an evil aura, and said, "Disciple Mo Suanzi, I pay my respects to the Master..."
The crack in the sky slowly disappeared.
Xiong Taidou's pale complexion gradually returned to normal. He moved his body, waved his fist, and then he smiled slightly. Suddenly, a golden light surged out from above his head. In the golden light, a giant Vajra image was looming. Then a dragon's roar was heard, and a dragon shadow with gorgeous golden scales flew out from above his head.
"The Great Vajra Temple... The Great Dragon Temple..." Xiong Taidou smiled and said, "Those few relics are really put to good use... Back then, a few old thieves from the Great Dragon Temple almost broke through the gate of our Demonic Sect, and countless ancestors died violently under their Dragon Chant magic. "
"Unfortunately, supernatural powers are not as good as destiny. Those thieves still died cleanly. Their relics have been preserved in the mountain gate for so many years, and now they are finally put to use."
Xiong Taidou shook his neck, and the golden light, the roar of the dragon, and other strange phenomena above his head disappeared at the same time, leaving only a ball of gray light like an egg, floating behind his head. Waves of extremely subtle fluctuations spread rapidly in all directions, and in an instant covered the mountains and forests within a radius of 100 miles.
"Well, Ji Shengtian is full of malice towards me, and this clone of my soul that has descended here is extremely stressful."
"However, with this body as a shell, I can do something."
Xiong Taidou lowered his head, looked at the magic calculator lying on the ground, and smiled, "Okay, disciple, get up... Well, is there any movement from the old ghost of the Blood God? Did he really get any great opportunity?"
The magic calculator stood up, waved his folding fan, and patted away the ice and snow residues on his robe.
He looked at Xiong Taidou and smiled, "Master, my cultivation is shallow. I dare not get close to the incarnation of the Blood God to seek trouble... However, a few days ago, he did a suitable deal. He kidnapped the former queen mother and the former general of Dayin..."
The magic calculator told the whole story of how the Blood God old man kidnapped the Le family and others, supported Xin Yin, split the world and fought against Dayin.
Xiong Taidou's eyes flickered, and he said softly, "Oh? There is such a thing? So...it is possible that he really got some opportunities."
"The Supreme Saint will restore his spiritual power every day, and the will of heaven and earth will surely bless some lucky people, just like the Supreme Supreme of our Yuanlingtian back then...tsk tsk."
“Although the Blood God old ghost is an outsider, it is possible that he can directly seize the fortune of this country with the secret art of dividing the fortune…”
Xiong Taidou stroked his chin and said quietly, "Well, let's not talk about that. The reason why I took the risk to come here early was to find out what the old Blood God encountered here... Whether it's danger or opportunity, it's better to plan ahead of time."
"But the most important thing now is to soothe the obsession of this body!"
Xiong Taidou said in a deep voice: "This body, Xiong Taidou, his obsession is to kill a tiny mortal ant? A person called Lu Yu? Well, Lu Yu must be killed, so that this body can completely integrate my aura, and I can move freely in Jishengtian."
Xiong Taidou looked at Mo Suanzi and said, "Disciple, since you can plot against Xiong Taidou, then you should know his affairs clearly."
The magic calculator bowed respectfully to Xiong Taidou and said, "Master, Lu Fu is Xiong Taidou's enemy. One of his juniors was killed by Lu Fu... Moreover, as a disciple of the Great Vajra Temple, the Red Lotus Deliverance Pill that Xiong Taidou wanted but could not get was all given to Lu Fu by the abbot of the Great Vajra Temple."
"so……"
Xiong Taidou touched his bald head and said calmly, "The thief bald from the Great Vajra Temple? Where is he?"
Mo Suanzi said softly: "His recent whereabouts are a bit mysterious, but based on the arrangements made by my disciples these days, it seems that..."
Xiong Taidou waved his hand and said, "Don't be long-winded. Your little tricks were all taught by your master bit by bit. I don't care how you did it. I just want an answer. Where is Lu Yi now?"
"He should be the Grand Tutor of Xinyin now!" Mo Suanzi responded quickly: "Through the analysis of intelligence information collected from various sources... I..."
Xiong Taidou shook his head and slapped Mo Suanzi on the face: "Master said, I don't care how you did it. My disciples should have such skills... Where is Xin Yin? Take me there, kill Lu Yi first, and then..."
The magic calculator was shocked.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Master, acting so hastily seems to be contrary to the purpose of our sect..."
Xiong Taidou frowned and slapped Mo Suanzi on the head, blocking his next words: "Master, of course I know that our Mo Suan Sect is better at planning and strategizing behind the scenes. Even if we want to kill someone, we are more accustomed to stabbing them in the back. When people die, they can't believe that they were killed by us."
"But, that old ghost, the Blood God, actually held a grand banquet, boasting that he had obtained a supreme treasure, comparable to the 'Nine-Nine Disasters and Hundred Tribulations Tower'... Do you know that the 'Nine-Nine Disasters and Hundred Tribulations Tower' is the only innate spiritual treasure left in the Yuanlingtian. It was born with innate power and has infinite fortune. With it guarding the sect, unless the Yuanlingtian is destroyed by a powerful being, the sect's fortune will be as vast as the sea and the abyss, and every disciple will be as strong as a dragon, with almost no worries of falling."
"From what the Blood God old ghost said, Master, I think he probably has evil intentions."
"But what if it's true?"
Xiong Taidou frowned and said, "In countless years, my Demonic Calculation Sect has never encountered such a thing as the spiritual power of a world collapsing and then recovering from the brink of death... There is no precedent, so there is no way to calculate it and no way to deduce it!"
Gritting his teeth, Xiong Taidou muttered, "Originally, I could have sacrificed some of my disciples and investigated Jishengtian step by step... But with the interference of the old ghost Blood God, even if there is a huge crisis here, I can only take action in advance."
When Mo Suanzi heard the words "sacrifice some disciples", his eyes flickered for a while.
Xiong Taidou sighed, "What's more, a group of old ghosts in the sect got the news too quickly. They kept sending letters to urge me. As the sect master, I can't do anything about them... Tsk tsk, the Supreme Immortal Edict, the only possibility of becoming an immortal... The old ghosts have gone crazy. If I don't take action myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my throne as the sect master."
"So, hurry up and cut the Gordian knot."
Xiong Taidou glanced at Mo Suanzi and said leisurely, "When your first batch of disciples came, you should have noticed that there was something wrong with them. They were all crazy and mad. Are they all here to die?"
"They were all manipulated by our elders. They are just a bunch of blood sacrifices... I feel sorry for you, so I didn't do such a shameful thing to you. You should know it well!"
The magic calculator's face moved slightly, and he smiled and bowed deeply to Xiong Taidou: "Disciple is deeply grateful!"
Xiong Taidou waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense... The disciples, elders and seniors of our Demonic Calculation Sect are all cunning and treacherous. If I don't make things clear, I'm afraid you'll stab me in the back."
"However, it is precisely because we have many thoughts that we think a lot... When people think a lot, they tend to be soft-hearted, and they tend to think ahead and behind, and they tend to be more affectionate to their disciples... Unlike the Blood God Old Ghost and his group of old fellows, they simply treat their disciples like piglets and toss them around. Tsk tsk, how many of their disciples who were sent here before have died in the past few days?"
The magic calculator curled his lips and softly reported a number.
Xiong Taidou's face twitched, and he said in horror: "Doesn't that mean that 73% of the disciples are dead? In that case, those old guys, their clones will be able to come soon... Tsk."
"Go, go, go, speed up efficiency."
“We can’t let them get there first… What if what the old ghost Blood God said is true? It’s a treasure that is as valuable as the Nine-Nine Sufferings and Hundred Tribulations Tower… Tsk tsk, my heart is beating so fast, it’s even faster than when I first entered the bridal chamber!”
