Chapter 463: Changes in the human world, removing the firewood from under the cauldronAfter saying that, Jiang Mo spread out his palms, and the sky suddenly opened up. One after another, traces of poisonous insects flew out vividly and came into everyone's sight. They are the condensed power of the poisonous insect, as if the soul has left the body, but they have special life fluctuations and are completely like magical instruments. A careful count shows that there are eight types, with a total of 42. Soon, Jiang Mo gave his disciples a detailed introduction: "This is a magical Gu used to prolong life. It's called Changsheng. It has effects on both the soul and the body. It can at least live another life. As for the third and fourth lives, it's not certain. There is a chance of failure. But if you feed it well, it can make the host live longer." "The Sky-Deceiving Gu is one of the most vicious Gu insects. Its main ability is to temporarily borrow the power of a certain future stage of its own body for use in the present, in exchange for a significant increase in combat power. The price is to overdraw its lifespan." "The Yin-Yang Gu is hermaphroditic and has special limitations. When used, it will change the gender of the life form. If it is activated at night, it will turn into Yin, and if it is activated during the day, it will turn into Yang. Between day and night, the two different genders will each reach the peak of their power, and have different increases." Each kind of poisonous insect has an ancient historical origin, and Jiang Mo couldn’t fully explain it, but he only knew a little bit. When the Mirage Gu, Mountain Shaking Gu, Ten Directions Gu, Heaven Balance Gu, Yin Yang Gu, Longevity Gu, Soul Devouring Gu and Sky Deceiving Gu were all explained, Jiang Mo waved his hand and took them back to heaven again. Then, it was everyone's turn to make a decision, whether to enjoy a leisurely life or continue practicing. Jiang Mo gave them a cup of tea. Except for Cheng Zhen and Zhuge Yu who had been chosen long ago, the remaining five people gave different answers. After a moment, an old voice spoke up, as if whispering to the teacup in his hand: "It is a rare golden age of cultivation that only comes once every thousand years. Compared with the elders and cultivators of the outside sects, my age is not considered old. I can still take a few more steps. If I stop here, wouldn't it be slacking off?"

"Even if the progress of cultivation is very slow, it is still better than standing still." Si Chong admitted that he wanted to try the cultivation path of integrating the Five Qi into the body. Jiang Mo was not stingy either and immediately handed him a transparent storage cube unique to the sect, which contained the Nine Evils Yin Soil. "Thank you, Junior Brother. I, an old man, will be grateful for your kindness." As if smiling at the eyes, he leaned forward, took the object with both hands, and looked respectful and pious. Even though the two of them have a very close relationship, Jiang Mo is the master and the biggest pillar of the sect at the moment. As a senior brother, he has to pay attention to etiquette in public. "You're welcome." Then, Changqing and Shuiyun made the same choice as Si Chong, and were given the Nine Evils Yin Soil. When Shengsheng arrived, he said bluntly: "Uncle, I want to use the blood of the demon king to temper my body. First, it will be effective quickly, and second, it can alleviate the shortage of cultivation resources. As you said, the number of the Five Qi Extreme Objects is limited, so let Brother, Uncle Si Chong and the others cultivate them." "Now we still have 12 kinds of demon king essence blood in our sect. I would like to borrow them one by one. Please forgive me." "There's nothing strange about that, Shengsheng." "With the revival of spiritual energy, there will definitely be more five-energy objects born in this world in the future. You don't have to worry about not being able to find the materials. It's just a matter of time." Jiang Mo was worried that he chose this path because he didn't want to fight with his disciples, so he asked him again about his true thoughts: "Now, I ask you again, you must carefully consider and follow your inner thoughts. Tell me, is choosing to use the blood of the demon king to temper your body really the path of cultivation you want to take the most?" "Yes, my talent is limited, but the last time I refined the blood of the ancestral snail, it went smoothly and I have gained some experience, so I plan to cultivate this path and continue on. I beg Uncle Master to help me." Sheng Sheng clasped his fists and spoke in a resounding voice, without a trace of hesitation or reluctance between his brows. "If you think this matter is appropriate, just go ahead and do it. The blood essence of the demon king in the sect will be taken care of by your sect leader, and you can discuss it with him later. The 12 kinds of blood essence will be enough for you to practice for many years." Jiang Mo gave him an encouraging look. "Yes! Thank you, uncle master." Sheng Sheng bowed his head in thanks.

"What about you, Li Qing?" Jiang Mo turned his head to look at the last person. "Reporting to Uncle Master, I am ashamed. I am limited by my talent and have reached a bottleneck in my cultivation. I cannot break through it. I am becoming increasingly irritable. I am afraid that I will disappoint your expectations." "I want to rest for a while, calm my mind, and make plans tomorrow." Li Qing looked ashamed and told Jiang Mo his true situation. He didn't dare to practice anymore for fear of going astray and his realm regressing instead of improving. "That's fine, then put aside your training and do what you want to do. The sky is high and the birds fly freely, the sea is wide and the fish leap freely." Jiang Mo smiled slightly and understood his difficulties. After all, not everyone is good at cultivation, and not everyone is obsessed with cultivation. Afterwards, he distributed copies of the Trinity Martial Record to everyone and asked them to leave. Inside the pavilion, incense burned slowly and the atmosphere was exceptionally peaceful. Cheng Zhen took out a newly activated computer device, logged into the dark web, and handed it to Jiang Mo. "Uncle Master, I'm ready." "Okay, go and do your thing. I'll take a look at what has changed in the world in the past two years." "Well, I'm working downstairs. You can call me anytime if you need anything." Cheng Zhen responded and left quietly. Jiang Mo moved and clicked the mouse, and the web page kept scrolling down. He started reading backwards from around November 2019, and many posts appeared in front of him, about the situation around the world. Most of the content was about the war between human civilization and extraordinary beasts. In the Kyushu region of China, after he ended his feud with the eight major sects, his might served as a warning to the gods. The revived secret realm forces began to converge in the human world. However, the situation in the Demon King's fiefdom was such that the counterattack was extremely severe in the following six months, which at one point caused the complete collapse of the defenses of the Nine Ministries and the Security Council in all major jurisdictions, and most of the top combat forces were lost. The Feixian Sect, which they placed their hopes of saving the world, also suffered heavy casualties. After the war, the Feixian Master and the Feixian Sect Master were never seen again, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth. Until the very end, several supreme elders in their sect came out of retreat and hurriedly took over the authority of Feixian Sect Leader, and only then were they able to turn the tide and protect the last flame of civilization. But it was also from that time on that, except for the surrounding areas where human cities were located, most of the famous mountains, rivers, lakes and ponds had been divided up by secret sects and demon kings. The Nine Ministries and the Security Council were unable to interfere, and the evolutionary path of hundreds of millions of awakeners and warriors was cut short. Although the concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth continues to rise, the humans trapped in the city are short of resources, and their cultivation results are generally far inferior to those of the Demon King and the elite of the major sects. In July 2020, the power of the Demon King expanded to an unprecedented level. Nine ancient Demon Kings appeared. They were all beings that had overlooked the long river of time for more than a thousand years. Their cultivation was unfathomable. They were spread across the five major regions of the East China Sea, Southern Xinjiang, Northern Plains, Western Regions, and Middle-earth, and they dominated the world. In addition, there are thirty-six newly rising demon kings, dominating the inland hinterland, each showing their magical powers, splitting the land and becoming a king. Their struggle with the secret realm sects actually gradually turned the tide, maintaining a certain delicate balance and no longer fighting each other. In August, the prayers of hundreds of millions of believers echoed in this land shrouded in the fog of war and the roars of giant beasts. Between the seven major regions, there were flames of war and smoke of war for thousands of miles. One city after another fell, and the atmosphere of despair filled every corner. It was also at this point that the bright moon shone brightly, illuminating the entire ancient Chinese nation. It was as if a true immortal had descended upon the world. An indescribable old figure appeared on the moon, and it was the Flying Immortal Master. The old man's cultivation was far superior to that of the Feixian Sect Leader. The moment he looked toward the vast land, he could hear the cries for help from the sect's disciples who were fighting bloody battles on the front lines, and the regretful cries of countless believers.

"Master, where are you, Master? I can't hold on any longer!" This is the cry of a middle-aged man with gray and bloody hair before his death, full of despair and unwillingness. He is the elder of the Feixian Sect, who was no match for the Demon King. Even with his body riddled with holes, he was still outputting large amounts of True Qi, overdrawing his lifespan. He was struggling to support the Xuanwu formation and protect the ruins of the city behind him, where there were many mortals fleeing in panic. However, the next moment, he was blasted into dust of light particles by the Demon King's powerful killing move, and the refugees hiding behind him were not spared either. There were countless cruel scenes like this. The old man witnessed the demon king destroying city after city, and saw his disciples' bodies shattered and their souls scattered. All kinds of twisted and painful emotions swept in from all directions like a tsunami, enveloping his body and mind. His face was expressionless, and there was no pity in his sighs. The old man took a step towards the void, responding to the faith of the people with a devastating attack. "Look carefully, who is the master of this world." "At least, these beasts are not those evil ghosts in human skins, either." Accompanied by a voice that echoed deep in everyone's heart, all Chinese people who were followers of Feixian Buddhism and worshippers witnessed an unprecedented shocking moment. The magical power of the Feixian Master, Reflecting the Heavens, through the power of faith and the special connection with the Feixian Sect, instantly fed back the battlefield scene to the brain nerves of countless people. The figure of the old man disappeared in an instant, and then showed a terrifying suppression force, from east to west, from north to south, trampling down the six fiefdoms of the demon kings. Almost everywhere he went, he would use his magical powers, the power of which was more terrifying than the explosion of all the hydrogen bombs in human civilization combined. He raised his hand and it fell, and the Demon King along with hundreds of thousands of demons in his fiefdom turned into a bloody mist. They didn't even have the ability to resist and were like ants. The mountain range collapsed for hundreds of miles, leaving behind hideous traces like the abyss. The lakes were pierced and evaporated, and white water energy rose into the sky. Every move the old man made was a manifestation of the supreme will of the Creator, which killed six demon kings, caused blood to flow for thousands of miles, and caused mountains and rivers to shake. At this moment, the morale of the elders and disciples of Feixian Sect soared! Millions of believers vented their anger, and some even cried. They all saw the old man's ugly and rotten face, and his body was as emaciated as a mummy. However, it was this old man who looked like a wandering ghost in both appearance and spirit who became their last straw of life. They did not feel the slightest fear or disgust for him, but only had the highest respect in their hearts. Afterwards, the Feixian Master stood in the void and never left. His eyes swept across the secret locations of many sects in turn, conveying a warning. Even though they were thousands or even tens of thousands of kilometers apart, many sect leaders were terrified and became uneasy and pale. Some of those with weaker cultivation even vomited blood, their spirits were damaged, and they became listless. The old man knew clearly that the six demon kings who had marched straight into the heart of Jiuzhou and invaded many cities were more or less bewitched and instigated by some sects to solve some troubles that they were not convenient to deal with in order to test the attitudes of him and Sanyi Xuanzun. A gaze as cold as a knife pierced through the void, carrying the majesty of judgment, and fell on the gates of a group of sects. In the thrilling confrontation, masters revived one after another and looked at them in silence, which seemed to be a threat, but also a compromise. As long as they huddle in the secret realm, Feixian Yuzhu will not be able to kill them because the risk is too great. With the world-destroying light of the secret realm, people who are far inferior to him are qualified to fight him to the death. But in the human world, it is just the opposite. Except for the masters of some top sects, the rest of the masters are no different from lambs slaughtered at will in the hands of the old man. In the end, with the tacit concessions from both sides, the war that was on the verge of breaking out came to an abrupt end. Then, it was the turn of the demon camp to get restless. Even the ancient demon kings who had lived for more than a thousand years were afraid of the power of the Feixian Lord. Seeing that the corpse-like monster still has the intention of settling accounts, an epic war is about to begin. Several ancient demon kings formed an alliance and chose to launch a surprise attack and siege.

There is a nine-headed sun-eating lion with golden light all over its body. It is as tall as the mountain, nearly two thousand meters. The white tiger made of pale bones was filled with murderous aura, swaying like the ocean, emitting blood-colored Qi as it breathed; There is also an ancient demon ape carrying a small mountain range on its shoulder. It is arrogant and rampant. It stands tall and is several thousand meters high, with a divine ring formed by condensed demonic energy hanging on its back. These terrifying creatures are monsters among monsters. Even if they are not the masters, they have combat power comparable to them. When hundreds of millions of believers saw those towering figures as if they were there in person, they were all frightened into silence and despair. It was not just one, but three. Could they really defeat such mythical creatures? Not only the believers, but even the disciples and elders within the church became nervous and anxious, not daring to even breathe, and could only pray silently. Can you win? Will he win? What should I do? The noisy and chaotic voices in his heart rolled like waves in the old man's sea of ​​consciousness, and he gave his own answer with his actions. "Boom!!" A bloody battle is about to break out in the vast northern desert. The Feixian Master sneered, how could a mere beast compare to him? The old man took the lead in launching a fierce attack, forming seals with his hands. In a flash, three rays of falling moonlight descended from the void, mighty and majestic, like the Milky Way that cleanses the filth of the world, and they hit the target almost at the moment of release. "Pfft!!" "Roar!!" The rosy glow penetrated the void and the flesh and blood of the three ancient kings, and blood splattered all over the sky, causing them to go into a state of rampage. They raised their heads and let out deafening roars. The terrifying hurricane destroyed everything on the surface, and the mountains were shattered one after another. "Wow!" However, before they could vent their anger, Feixian Yuzhu performed one of the twelve secret techniques of the sect, "My Body is the Heaven and Earth". In an instant, infinite true energy surged, and an old and thin figure disappeared, replaced by a 4,000-meter-tall Law of Heaven and Earth. That figure was completely a reflection of the soul of the Feixian Master. His skin is flawless, his hair is like a white fairy waterfall, he is wearing divine armor, his eyes are like the moon, and his face is handsome and resolute. However, the sense of vicissitudes that follows him like a shadow and is engraved in his bones has revealed that he is no longer young. He seems like a deity overlooking the world through the ages. "Boom!" Above the void, an immortal sword forged by billions of faiths condensed into shape, surrounded by mysterious light, and eight hundred feet long. It was held in the hand of the Flying Immortal Master, emitting an indescribable sharpness. Under his breath that suppressed the sky, all things were dimmed. In an instant, the three ancient kings could not stop grinning, and their ferocity not only did not subside, but instead swelled. They successively displayed their bloodline magical powers, and their bodies also increased rapidly, turning into various behemoths that covered the sky and the sun, and they fought fiercely in their most powerful postures. After several hours, this war between the two dominant species, humans and demons, came to an end, with Feixian Yuzhu winning with an undoubted advantage. The nine-headed Sun-Eating Lion was severely injured, with six of its heads cut off; The evil white tiger's blood spilled into the air, and it was almost split in half; The worst was the strongest demon ape among the three kings. His entire head was pulled out along with his spine. His wailing sounded throughout the void, and his body fled in a panic. Not even his head was taken away. Since this battle, the Feixian Lord has shocked all of Kyushu and recaptured the fallen cities, as well as some of the plundered mountains, rivers, and lakes. No matter whether it is the Lord of the Secret Realm Sect or other ancient demon kings, they dare not provoke this evil star. They and they all knew that the vast mortal nine provinces were an indispensable source of faith for the Feixian Sect. Anyone who dared to cross the boundary would inevitably lead to unbearable consequences, namely the outbreak of a full-scale war. The humans in the seven jurisdictions finally got some breathing room, and the old man's great achievements spread throughout the world. He became the second most recognized unrivaled strong man after Xuan Zun, enjoying supreme glory and believed in by hundreds of millions of people. He stayed in the Feixian Dojo in Kyoto, staying away from all sources and no one was allowed to see him.

Soon, with the support of Feixian Sect, the warriors and awakened people of Jiuzhou, whether they were members of the Nine Departments, the Security Council, or masters from the public, all obtained legitimate qualifications for the first time to enter the recovered Hengshan, Hengshan, Huashan and other areas with extremely rich spiritual energy, searched for a large number of natural treasures, and gave birth to a group of powerful people of the new era. They regarded the old man with the legend as their savior. A few months later, another master of the Shenlin Sect was born. Because of the previous blood feud, he brought the sect's treasure and wanted to go to Kyoto to fight life and death with the Feixian Master. However, he was intercepted by him in advance. The two broke out in a fierce battle near the Qinling Mountains in the Central Plains. The sun and moon disappeared, the sky collapsed, and the earth cracked. The outcome remained a mystery. In the spring of 2021, Lu Jin and some disciples of the Trinity Sect who had been in seclusion came out. Coincidentally, the old Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Mansion and Wei Mingyuan of the Security Council also came out one after another. Although they stood at the pinnacle of the mundane world, they still could not stop the rolling trend of the times. Even those demon kings who are so powerful that they dominate an area only have the ability to protect themselves. The real players are the masters of the major secret realms and the nine ancient demon kings of the demon camp. However, these beings, who look down on the world and are equivalent to supreme gods, also have troubles. They were eyeing the fat piece of meat of Jiuzhou, but due to the existence of Xuanzun, no one dared to swallow it up directly. They could only arrange their minions and claws to make small moves, nibble at the borders everywhere, and test his reaction. Even every day, a large number of visitors came from all over the place with different intentions, wanting to climb the mountain to pay homage to Xuan Zun, but they were all rejected. No one in the world knew how terrifying Jiang Mo was. However, his reputation of killing the eight great masters is the best in history, and no one can match him, even the immortal masters and the founders of major sects are inferior to him. In May of 2021, no secret realm dared to join forces to overturn the table and take over the world in one fell swoop. In the end, they adopted another strategy of boiling the frog in warm water and built nearly a hundred sects and temples in China. They sincerely invite all awakened people and warriors who think they have talent to go to their dojo to take aptitude tests and assessments. Gradually, they will discover some cultivation geniuses with extremely high potential who are drowning in the crowd. They will take them in as soon as possible, bind them with mantras, and make them loyal to the sect. In this way, they will receive a huge amount of cultivation resources and the scriptures of the sect's unique skills. This move of cutting off the source of the problem fundamentally suppressed the development of the Nine Ministries and the Security Council, preventing them from cultivating pillar-level combat power comparable to the leaders of various sects. At the same time, it also prevented the Trinity Sect and the Feixian Sect from finding any excuse to target them. Moreover, some ancient kings also value talents and do not care about the difference in species, but only care about strength. They set up a holy land suitable for human training for people under the age of 60. If they can kill the twelve demon generals guarding the gate, they will be qualified to join the ancient demon kingdom and be granted the essence and blood of the demon king. They have a long-term vision, and even if they cannot win now, they will achieve a complete victory in one or two hundred years and undermine the two major sects. In this regard, the Nine Ministries and the Security Council were extremely anxious, as their foundation was far inferior to that of the major religious sects that had accumulated thousands of years of experience. If this trend continues, many eccentrics and geniuses will be poached. They hurriedly contacted the Feixian Sect to seek a solution, but were told that even they were powerless. Human hearts have always been difficult to guess, especially in times of chaos, when there is no shortage of people with ulterior motives. The Feixian Sect does not want to take drastic actions that would affect the prosperity of its followers, nor does it want to expand its sect and change the original resource allocation, thereby damaging the interests of its own disciples. What they can do is to maintain the original teachings and accept a small number of talented practitioners into the sect. Afterwards, high-ranking officials from the Nine Ministries and the Security Council visited the Trinity Gate but were not allowed entry. Si Chong, who was the acting head of the sect at the time, knew clearly that he could not command such a large sect with his own abilities, and his junior fellow apprentice was unwilling to do so. If he wanted to expand the sect, he would have done so many years ago, so he rejected the unrealistic proposal. (End of this chapter)