Volume 2: The Demonic World Chapter 584 Wang Zhen
Golden light burst out from the demon-subduing stick, and circles of scriptures emerged.
That was what the monks chanted every day when he was in Luoxia Temple.
At first it didn't know what it meant, but later it realized that it was a story that encouraged people to be good and told the principles of being a human being.
But it is not a human being, so what do these stories and principles have to do with it?
However, none of the monks in Luoxia Temple cared about these things. They just kept chanting to the stick.
Gunzi had heard it so many times that he could recite it by heart.
Suddenly one day, it seemed to understand something.
It was thinking, is the meaning of its existence to pass on these Buddhist scriptures?
At this moment, the stick thought he was a book.
A book that guides people to do good.
However, later, a monk took it down the mountain.
This time when he went down the mountain, the monk used it to kill someone.
It suddenly realized that it was actually a weapon.
If it is a weapon, it will kill.
But the Buddhist scriptures it studied were not like that.
Stick was very conflicted, not knowing whether killing was right or wrong.
Then it gradually became dark.
This layer of black covers its original gold color.
It didn't know how long it spent in the darkness.
It wasn't until someone cleaned its dark surface that it was able to see the light of day again.
At this time, it figured out some things.
It is a tool. What it can do is not determined by it, but by the person who uses it.
So it wants to find an owner that suits it.
That way, it wouldn't have to think so much.
The master can do whatever he wants.
Be it guiding people to be good, or killing people and committing sins, or be it exorcising demons and monsters.
It's just a stick anyway, and it's not the one making the decisions.
Buzz~!
The demon-subduing stick hummed, and its deep black color infected the gold. The Buddhist sound that encouraged people to do good was mixed with all kinds of resentful curses and unwilling cries of death.
"What a horrible karma. Amitabha! The spirit of the weapon has already fallen into evil ways. We need to take it back to Luoxia Temple and chant sutras for sixty years to wash away the karma." Juexin said.
At the same time, he also handed out his Zen stick.
The Buddha's shadow and the Zen staff were together, transforming into an attack of unparalleled power.
Faced with Juexin's accusations, the Demon-Subduing Stick remained unmoved.
What does it mean to me?
I'm just a stick!!
How others want to use it is their business and has nothing to do with me.
Lin Qianxing raised his hand and struck out with the Demon-Subduing Stick. The golden light and black energy on the stick blended together and collided with the Buddha's shadow.
Boom~!
A tremendous amount of power burst out, causing the lake water to sink and form a giant ring-shaped pit.
Li Shuanghua, who was standing next to him, took the opportunity to stab Lin Qianxing with a sword.
Feeling extremely cold, Lin Qianxing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
The common martial arts artistic conception is mostly mountains, rivers, animals, or water, fire, wind and thunder.
The martial arts artistic conception of ice and snow is actually rare.
As for why?
Because when water freezes, it releases heat.
Therefore, it is necessary to absorb the energy of the object in order to cool it down and freeze it.
As for the rest of the martial arts true meaning, most of them are about releasing the energy in the body to the outside.
Therefore, it is difficult to evolve the true meaning of martial arts under the inertial thinking.
In other words, even if it evolved, it is just a spiritual disguise.
Make the other person feel cold, without actually being cold.
But Li Shuanghua was different, she really understood this.
Her sword was constantly absorbing the heat from the surrounding area.
Lin Qianxing held the Nine-ring Zen Staff with his right arm, and with his left hand, he gathered his internal energy and pointed his sword towards Li Shuanghua's sword.
His sword was different from Li Shuanghua's icy sword and seemed so ordinary.
But it was this ordinary sword that made Li Shuanghua couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise on his cold face.
Artistic conception without artistic conception?
Is this ok?
This is like someone using "no obsession" as their own obsession.
Such a conception is too bizarre.
There was no time to exclaim, the sword blade had already collided with the sword light that burst out from Lin Qianxing's sword finger.
Although it was just a sword light condensed from internal energy, Li Shuanghua felt as if he had hit real gold and iron.
Frost began to spread along the sword light, and she actually intended to freeze the sword light.
However, the sword light suddenly changed its shape at this moment, completely enveloping her sword body .
Without artistic conception, the artistic conception of everything is encompassed.
Li Shuanghua understood what the other party meant.
This is an extremely greedy warrior.
He wanted everything, so in the end he got nothing.
Hence there is this artistic conception without any artistic conception.
Fortunately, she had a backup plan.
The heat that had been absorbed by the Frost Sword before now burst out all at once, released through the tip of the sword and transformed into an extremely condensed red.
Boom! !
Bang!
The flying ice cones cut through the surface of the lake at an extremely fast speed and shot out in all directions.
Fresh fish were pierced through the body by icicles and were now floating on the water. In the distance, Lin Qianxing's lakeside courtyard was destroyed horribly. The walls were covered with dense icicles and all the plants in the flower beds were dead.
Ning Cai'er's figure was suspended in the air, and she smashed some flying ice cones with ease, with an elegant posture.
At the center of the battle, Lin Qianxing and the other two stood in a triangle, suspended above the center of the lake.
Juexin's arms were shaking and he could hardly hold the staff in his hands.
The power from that stick was too terrifying. Seven rings were missing from his staff, all of which were smashed by Lin Qianxing.
Li Shuanghua's arms holding the sword had been completely frozen.
The lack of true meaning means that when Lin Qianxing faces the enemy, he can use the same true meaning as the enemy.
This time, Li Shuanghua was hurt by her own true intentions.
No, that is a true meaning that is stronger than my own Frost True Meaning!!
Fighting one against two, Lin Qianxing won.
He didn't even use his real weapon, the Tuifan Sword was still in Ning Caier's hand.
"Let's go, this stick has nothing to do with you." Lin Qianxing shook his head.
"Amitabha……"
Before Juexin could persuade him again, Lin Qianxing had already hit him with a stick.
clang~!
Juexin flew backwards and was supported by two elders on the shore. The three of them retreated more than ten steps before they stopped.
"If you lose, you lose. Save the polite words for when you win!" Lin Qianxing said disdainfully.
Generally speaking, you should not make harsh remarks even after losing, especially when you are not as strong as the other party and have no life-saving trump card.
Sayings like "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west" are just for motivating yourself in your heart. If you really say it in front of your enemies, it may be that they don't care. But if they really remember it in their heart, you will probably be attacked on the spot by them and they will say "This boy cannot be kept".
Li Shuanghua shook her arms, and the frost on them dissipated. She then clasped her fists towards Lin Qianxing, thanking him for holding back, and then left.
Juexin on the shore didn't say anything else and simply chose to leave with the two elders.
Lin Qianxing's level of cultivation is probably only comparable to that of the number one person in the world.
No one knows where this master came from.
It turns out that we should not look down on people in the world.
Speaking of the number one person in the world, that number one person in the world had already arrived not far in front of Lin Qianxing.
Lin Qianxing's physique is considered to be burly.
But in front of him, Lin Qianxing was like a child.
This is because this person is two meters and five inches tall.
With his short, untidy hair and rugged features, this man seemed not to be a human being, but some kind of humanoid species.
He is the strongest man recognized by both Yu State and Jiang State, Liu Yue's master, and Wang Zhen, who is known as the "Mountain Axe".
This man was born strange. He stayed in his mother's womb for almost two years before coming out. His birth almost cost his mother half her life. He was a big fat boy weighing nearly 30 kilograms.
He was able to walk in three days, and within half a year his body size was comparable to that of a ten-year-old child.
Relying on a simple book on internal breathing techniques, he was able to exert a thousand pounds of strength with one arm at the age of ten.
At the age of fifteen, he could not find any decent opponents in the entire country of Yu.
Later he embarked on the path of creating his own martial arts.
Not only does he have extraordinary physical gifts, he also has a good brain and an exaggerated level of understanding.
In addition, he was tough and not afraid of killing himself, so he entered the true realm at the age of eighteen.
After that, he continued to advance, entering the fusion realm at the age of fifty, and reaching the peak of the fusion realm at the age of sixty. He no longer had any rivals.
By the way, his nickname of the Mountain-Splitting Axe was not given to him before he became invincible.
It is available after becoming invincible.
One day, when he was bored, he saw a mountain a hundred meters high outside his house. The more he looked at it, the more he disliked it. So he chopped it in half with an axe.
Then he got the title of mountain axe.
Such a person is worthy of Lin Qianxing's attention.
Lin Qianxing only regretted that he had not met him earlier, otherwise he might have been able to obtain the purple energy from him.
The next moment, Lin Qianxing threw the Demon-Subduing Stick to Ning Caier, stretched out his hand and made a fist, and the Tufan Sword came out of its sheath and flew directly into his palm.
"Don't you want to take a break?" Wang Zhen asked.
"How much effort do you think it will take to deal with them?" Lin Qianxing asked back.
"That's right." Wang Zhen nodded, showing his agreement.
Then he took off the broad-bladed axe on his back.
Few people in the martial arts world use axes as weapons.
Too heavy and too inflexible.
But only Wang Zhen is an oddity.
He disliked other weapons because they were too fragile, so he simply went to the palace and took the ancestral weapon used for ancestor worship to use as his own weapon.
This mountain axe is made entirely of metal. It is two meters and three meters long in total, and the handle is one and a half meters long. It is as thick as two adult fists, and most people cannot hold it.
The remaining part is the axe itself, and the axe blade is more than one meter long.
When this thing was created, no one thought of using it as a weapon.
But there happened to be such a weirdo like Wang Zhen in this world.
"Your apprentice is a good teacher." Lin Qianxing suddenly said with emotion.
At first he thought Liu Yue was using the gun as a hammer, but now he realized that he learned it from his master. Unfortunately, he didn't have the strength to use an axe, so he could only use the gun as an axe.
"I just taught him casually. He has a good understanding." Wang Zhen said.
As the two of them communicated, their momentum had already reached its peak.
The next moment, they attacked at the same time.
Ning Caier's pupils contracted. Li Shuanghua and Juexin, who had just walked a short distance, turned around. Even Liu Yue looked in this direction.
The expressions of several people were stunned, and then they were filled with shock.
"Nice sword." Wang Zhen praised, and then added: "You are also a good swordsman."
A bloody mark appeared on his cheek.
Lin Qianxing put away his sword and stood up, also praising: "It's great to have a warrior like you in this world."
There was now a fingernail-sized gap on the corner of his clothes. In terms of strength, he was superior.
However, compared to this, the thousand-meter-long deep ravine, the Flowing Lake that was divided into two, and the forest with the treetops almost completely cut off were even more terrifying.
The fighting power of these two people is beyond the comprehension of other warriors in the world.
