Heroic Spirit: All My Past Lives Were Summoned By My Daughter

Chapter 14: A sensation among sects all over the world!

 On the mandrill cliff.

Shen Changqing is still immersed in the deeper understanding and creation of Qijue Demonic Skills.

“This can’t continue like this. I have thoroughly understood all the secret books in the Holy Religion. Is there any other technique in Donghuang that can rival the Qijue Demonic Technique?”

Shen Changqing fell into deep thought. Although the Qi Jue Demonic Art was powerful, it still had some flaws.

 This flaw is destined to make Shen Changqing only half-step into the martial arts mythology, but unable to fully enter it.

 To solve this problem, we can only create stronger skills.

The premise is that there are enough secrets for him to master.

 Not long after, Envoy Zuo Zun appeared outside the Holy Fire Cave.

"Master, what do you have to say?"

Shen Changqing swayed slightly and stood directly in front of Envoy Zuo.

Such a divine dragon wagging its tail made Zuo Zunji's heart tremble.

“Are all the techniques of the entire Holy Religion included in the Holy Fire Order?”

"This... is not entirely true. Since the Holy Religion has been passed down to this day, there are still many secret books that have been lost."

 “Tell me, tell me, where are they lost?”

Zun Zunshi was a little hesitant because this already involved issues left over from history, caused by the previous leader or even the first generation leader.

 It’s probably very difficult to get those secret books back.

 But since Shen Changqing asked, Zuo Zunshi must answer.

“Returning to the Lord, in addition to the Seven Ultimate Demonic Skills, the Holy Fire Order actually also includes the Nine Transformation Divine Skills and the Heavenly and Magical Phase Skills.”

“Back then, these two sets of techniques were taken away by the Demon Emperor Wuxiang and Demon Lord Ziwei respectively. They were the masters of the other two most prosperous demon sects in the Eastern Wasteland, and they were both in the late stages of heavenly beings.”

 Shen Changqing listened thoughtfully.

There are many demons in the Eastern Wasteland, and of course it’s not just the Black Lotus Demon Sect.

 But only the Black Lotus Demon Sect, Wuxiang Sect and Ziwei Sect are at the pinnacle of the demonic path.

 “I’ll come back as soon as I go.”

After learning the location of the two magical secrets, Shen Changqing left the Holy Fire Cave without hesitation.

 “The leader must not do this!”

Zuo Zunshi panicked and wanted to call out to Shen Changqing, but found that as soon as he raised his head, his figure had disappeared.

 …

Tianyuan.

 The realm of Wuxiangmen.

There are many palaces here, and caves are built among the cliffs.

The Formless Demon King, who was practicing quietly, suddenly opened his eyes and looked coldly at the figure standing in the sky in the distance, standing with his hands behind his back and walking slowly into the sky.

"Why did you break into the Wuxiang Gate?"

The Wuxiang Sect, like the Black Lotus Demon Sect, has been at peace for many years under the suppression of the righteous forces of the Eastern Wasteland.

 But after all, the background is here, no one would rush into the Demonic Path rashly, which also resulted in the Wuxiang Sect never having outsiders arrive.

 But today, an uninvited guest appeared.

“Whoever is coming, stop!”

Under the abyss, pairs of cold eyes looked at each other.

Immediately afterwards, a storm swept across the sky, and powerful demons from the Wuxiang Sect appeared one after another, with a huge number exceeding one hundred thousand!

Under the pressure of this shocking momentum, Shen Changqing still walked calmly and calmly, walking slowly.

“I, the leader of Black Lotus, have come to retrieve the Nine Turns Divine Art today.”

The calm voice spread across the abyss of the sky. It obviously did not cause any emotional waves, but it was like the spread of divine voice and the explosion of thunder!

Sonic booms resounded throughout the world, causing the strong men from the Wuxiang Sect all over the sky to become unstable and their expressions changed in shock.

 Their ears seemed to have been hit by waves, and the sky was shattering!

No one dared to stop him. As Shen Changqing's calm words fell, the abyss fell into dead silence.

Everyone's faces became extremely pale, except for the Wuxiang Emperor who stood up slowly and stared coldly ahead.

"Why, has a new leader finally appeared in the Black Lotus Demon Cult? In the battle with the emperor, your predecessor failed fourteen moves and almost died. He only saved himself from death by handing over the nine-turn magical skill."

“Today, do you want to give the last of the Seven Ultimate Demonic Skills to me?”

Wuxianhuang's voice was filled with strong oppression, causing a storm to sweep in front of Shen Changqing.

As a late-stage master of heavenly beings and one of the best demons in the Eastern Wasteland, his strength is undoubted.

Even the newly appointed leader of the Black Lotus did not go through twenty moves in front of him. He lost with fourteen moves and was almost killed!

It is no exaggeration to say that except for the righteous South Sea Sword Master, who has been reclusive in the world, he has almost no fear of his life when facing any strong person.

A young man who has just succeeded to the position of the Demon Cult, looks like he is only in his early twenties, dares to step into the abyss of heaven alone and challenge him?

 “Where is the nine-turn magical power?”

 Shen Changqing went straight to the topic and asked again.

Emperor Wuxiang sneered: "It has merged with me and has become a part of me. You Black Lotus Demon Cult should never try to take it back, unless..."

　　Boom!

Before the Prime Minister could finish his words, and he couldn't even see clearly what was going on, a terrifying pressure wave suddenly hit his head.

Shen Changqing's face was cold and he placed a palm on Wu Xianghuang's forehead.

That person's body-protecting aura in the later period was instantly destroyed and fell apart!

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Blood spattered everywhere, and the Wuxiang Emperor's head and body were split into two halves on the spot. Shen Changqing easily twisted them off and threw them away.

 “I will make you complete.”

With a faint whisper, Shen Changqing flicked up his sleeves, peeled off the cocoon in the blood flying in the sky, and took out a three-inch token.

He didn't even look at the head that fell into the abyss, and left straight away.

 The atmosphere of deathly silence continues to reign between heaven and earth. All the strong men without Xiangmen, their teeth chattering crazily, looked at Shen Changqing's leaving figure with fear.

With one move, he actually killed the Wuxiang Emperor with one move!

“What state is this Black Lotus Leader in? The Demon King was killed instantly?”

"How could this happen? The Demon Emperor is a late-stage heavenly being!"

 “The Wuxiang Gate is gone…The Wuxiang Gate is gone!”

"Everyone, run away. If the Black Lotus Demon Cult launches a massive attack, we will all die!"

Shen Changqing couldn't hear the screams of fear coming from the abyss. He had already moved two miles away from the scope of Wuxiang Sect.

Hold the Wuxiang Ling and continue to read the secrets of the Nine Turns Divine Art while rushing towards the Ziwei Sect.

 …

By the time Shen Changqing arrived at the Ziwei Sect's territory, it was already two days later.

 What he saw was a completely different picture from that of the Wuxiang Sect.

 Under the three majestic peaks, a large number of powerful people from the Ziwei Sect have already stood.

The Ziwei Demon Lord greeted him with a smile as he entered his twilight years. When Shen Changqing's figure appeared in the sky, he bent down slightly and shouted:

 “We sincerely welcome the leader of the Black Lotus.”

In an instant, everyone bent down and shouted loudly: "We welcome the Black Lotus Leader!"

Such a scene made Shen Changqing understand something instantly.

I saw Ziwei Demon Lord holding a yellowed cowhide scroll in his hand, as well as other magical secrets, and spoke again as he stepped forward.

“This is what the original leader of the church left behind, and now it is returned in full.”

Demon Lord Ziwei heard about what happened at Wuxiangmen, and after checking it, he broke out in a cold sweat.

 He is old. Although he is still in the late stage of heavenly being, his strength has long declined greatly.

If even the Wuxiang Emperor was wiped out by the leader of the Black Lotus and his head was removed on the spot, then he would be even less likely to be an opponent.

 He who knows the current affairs is a hero, he naturally understands this truth.

Isn’t it the magical secret book of the Black Lotus Demon Cult?

 He has been studying it for many years and failed to understand its profound meaning, so he put it aside a long time ago.

 Seeing Shen Changqing fluttering his sleeves and taking away all the secret books, Demon Lord Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Demon Lord, can you see through the realm and strength of this Black Lotus Cult Leader? He looks like he is only in his early twenties, and I don't know if he has changed his appearance."

An old man with white temples next to him asked doubtfully.

Stepping into the abyss of heaven alone, raising his hand to obliterate the Wuxiang Emperor, and then leaving calmly, indirectly led to the dissolution of the entire Wuxiang Sect.

 Why shouldn’t a young person use such methods?

I saw Demon Lord Ziwei looking seriously and shaking his head: "I can't see clearly. I think the Wuxiang Emperor was also careless. If he hadn't been overly conceited, he might not have died."

"Of course, although this Black Lotus leader is indeed very strong, it is a pity that no matter where he comes from, the final outcome will probably be tragic."

“After all, many of our demon sects in the Eastern Wasteland have been beaten to the point where they can’t even lift their heads under the suppression of the Nanhai Sword Master.”

“If he hadn’t suddenly retired from the world and not appeared again for thirty years, even we would have been driven out and killed.”

"Now that the leader of the Black Lotus raises his hand to kill the Wuxiang Emperor, it will soon cause a sensation in the righteous path, and a new cleanup will inevitably start again, because the sword master of the South China Sea will never allow it. There is such a powerful person in the Eastern Wasteland."

After saying this, Demon Lord Ziwei turned around and left.

A clear drink echoed throughout the realm again.

 “Closing the mountain, closing the door!”

Boom!

 The formation opened and closed, and the figures of all the strong men of the Ziwei Sect quickly disappeared into the white mist.

Shen Changqing, who had already left, was walking in the sky, holding the Heavenly Magic Skill and continuing to watch, his eyes gradually showing a little surprise.

The three major magic arts of the Black Lotus Demon Sect are now in his hands. As he reads, a new door seems to have been opened to his thoughts, emerging like a spring.

 In fact, these seven magical skills, nine-turn magic skills and heavenly magic skills are complementary skills.

 It is only because of mutual lack that there will be serious defects.

"It's still wrong. Even if I learn the remaining two sets of exercises, I still can't truly step into the martial arts mythology unless I integrate the three."

Shen Changqing fell into deep thought. The legendary realm of martial arts myths is indeed impossible to trace back to the Eastern Wasteland.

 Because there is no road, or the road is broken, another possibility is that in the context of the ancient martial arts era, there is an upper limit to the end of the martial arts.

 Once this upper limit is exceeded, it may be a different path of practice.

“Even if there is an upper limit, we must do it to the extreme.”

 Getting back to the subject, how far Shen Changqing can go in the ancient martial arts era still depends on himself.

He stopped meditating and walked in the clouds. He continued to understand the secret techniques without haste, and gradually showed signs of creating new techniques.

In the blink of an eye, by the time he returned to Mandrill Cliff, it was seven days before he knew it.

 Outside the Holy Fire Cave, he saw the anxious envoy Zuo Zun.

 “Leader, I have something important to report!”

 He knelt down on one knee, his face looking very ugly.

 “What’s the matter?”

Shen Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Back to the leader, Lu Chenyu turned out to be an undercover agent of Taixuanmen, the leader of the Eastern Wilderness Righteous Path. She took away a large number of transcribed secrets of the techniques.”

“After the Sixth Elder found out about this, he left a letter saying that he had no face to face the leader and vowed to get all the stolen skills back. However, he was captured on the spot just as he sneaked into Taixuanmen.”

“The leader of the Taixuan Sect announced to the world two days ago that he would publicly execute the Sixth Elder!”

“In addition, the news of your killing of Emperor Wuxiang has spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland. All the righteous sects are gathering towards Taixuan Sect. Maybe the Nanhai Sword Master who has retired from the world will also come down!”

Zuo Zunshi reported many messages, but Shen Changqing actually only listened to one.

 Sixth Elder...will be publicly executed by the Righteous Sect?

 (End of this chapter)