I Want to Be a Man of Immortal Lord and Demon Emperor Author: Oriental Express Bird
The immortal who is so majestic and arrogant that he looks down upon the world is standing on colorful auspicious clouds, with his immortal sword shining brightly, shocking the whole night. He wants to exorcise the demons and drive away the evil, and bring peace and order to the world.
The mighty, domineering and extremely vicious Demon Emperor has rolled up a huge evil tide, commanding the demons of the three realms. The Nine Palaces are boiling, shaking Kunlun. He is about to sweep across the mountains and rivers and dominate the world.
As the battle between immortals and demons that shocked the ancient and modern times was about to break out, a man in the distance was busy and exhausted. Finally, he could no longer bear it and shouted, "You two, stop fighting and come back to feed your child!"
Chapter 1: Rainy Night at Luanqi Mountain
Dark clouds were piling up in the sky, the ground was gloomy, and a torrential downpour was about to hit.
The mountains and rivers were shattered, and all the horses were silent. A group of people hurried to the ruined temple ahead.
The surrounding mountains and rivers appear disorganized, as if the Creator was in a bad mood for unknown reasons when he arranged these mountains and rivers, and pushed the mountains in this area crookedly.
There is a deep pit with a radius of half a mile on the right side of the ruined temple, which is connected to the criss-crossing cracks in the ground, resulting in the inability of water to accumulate in the stone pit and form a lake.
The young man in fur coat rode one of the only two horses in the team, rushed to the ruined temple quickly, and jumped off. Not long after, the warriors beside him also jumped off, and the others followed behind, panting to catch up, and quickly tied up the horses.
Amid the roar of the rain, the sky and the earth turned into a vast expanse of white. At this time, the group had already taken shelter in the dilapidated temple and avoided the heavy rain.
"The weather in this area is really abnormal!" The young man patted the weeds and dust on his fur coat and looked out through the window pane covered with spider webs. "It was fine just now, with no clouds in the sky, but suddenly thunderclouds rolled in and it rained heavily."
The warrior was wearing a grey tights, with a broad face and low forehead, and an iron knife on his waist. He smiled and said, "Young Master, you don't know, this place is called Luanqi Ridge. I heard that three hundred years ago, it was actually called Shiqi Ridge.
"At that time, the mountains here were arranged neatly like chess pieces on a chessboard. Later, a war between Taoists and demons broke out in this area. The blood flowed like a river, and the ground was covered with corpses. Even the surrounding landscape changed."
The young man said with some envy: "I don't know if I will have the chance to learn this kind of martial arts that can change the topography of mountains and rivers."
The warrior shook his head and laughed, "Such an adventure is something you can only encounter by chance. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"
The young man sighed helplessly, hoping that at this moment, a system would suddenly pop up in front of him, listing many magical skills, and he would click on them... and then level up.
It has been three years since I came here and attached myself to this body. During these three years, I have done a lot for the people of Xiaohan Mountain City.
But in such a turbulent era, only powerful warriors and those with supernatural powers can protect themselves.
Unlike now, the county marquis would just send someone to mention it, and for the safety of the people in the entire mountain city, he, the young master of Xiaohan Mountain City, had to obey the order and go to the county city. It was called a marriage, but in fact he was just marrying a "daughter" randomly designated by the county marquis' brother from his own clan.
Beside him, six other followers had taken action spontaneously, sweeping the dusty temple with broken brooms by the door, lighting a fire in the temple, and preparing dinner.
These people are said to be followers, but in fact they are hunters in Xiaohanshan City.
Over the years, Xiaohan Mountain City had a hard time, until three years ago, when their young master Shi Hao fell seriously ill. After his recovery, he seemed to have awakened and brought many new technologies to the mountain city, allowing the people in the city to survive the rough days.
It is for this reason that they have great respect for their young master who is only seventeen years old.
Shi Hao came to the temple gate and looked outside. The earth was vast, the rainstorm was roaring, and the water vapor seemed to have found a breakthrough and was rolling into the temple. It felt like the earth was about to collapse and the rainstorm would roll in like a flood.
"Master!" the warrior called out from behind him, "I'm afraid you can't leave tonight. It's very humid outside the door. You'd better come and sit down."
Shi Hao turned around and walked towards the corner that they had barely cleaned.
Someone brought a clean piece of cloth and put it on the ground for him. Shi Hao waved his hand and said, "No need."
The man smiled and said, "Young master, you are a scholar, unlike us. We are rough people who hunt everywhere in the mountains and are used to sitting on dirty ground." He still spread it out.
Shi Hao said self-deprecatingly: "In this day and age, what use are scholars? If I had a choice, I would rather give up literature and learn martial arts, so that I can do more."
Unable to refuse the man's kindness, he sat down on the gray but clean square cloth, looked at the warrior next to him, and said, "Master Lu, you are also a martial artist..."
Master Lu said, "Master, there are many kinds of people who practice martial arts. People like me are just rough guys who fight in the streets. I don't have the ability to fly over rooftops and walls, nor do I have the ability to kill people from a thousand miles away. In the eyes of the real masters, people like me are insulting the word "martial arts" when they are called martial artists.
"If the young master really wants to learn the ability to fly and hide, he will probably have to enter Chongxian Sect."
When he mentioned the three words "Chongxianmen", his expression was not one of reverence, but rather one of contempt.
It seemed that in the mind of a rough man like him who only knew a little bit of boxing and swordplay and had practiced some horizontal exercises, the Chongxian Sect with its infinite Taoism and unparalleled magical powers was the "lowly thing" that he truly despised.
Even Shi Hao frowned and shook his head when he heard him mention the words "Chongxianmen".
Master Lu whispered, "If the young master doesn't want to enter Chongxian Sect, but wants to learn real skills, I'm afraid he can only enter the 'side door' or even the demon sect."
Outside, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, shaking the sky. The sky and earth outside the ruined temple suddenly brightened, but were then swallowed up by more darkness.
The attendants dressed as hunters took out iron pots and boiled broth over the campfire. They were used to living in the wild, so they were adept at doing these things.
After a while, the water in the pot was boiling, the aroma of meat was tangy, and the dried mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots and other things in the package were added, making people salivate.
Suddenly, there was another flash of lightning outside.
There were hurried footsteps outside the temple, followed by crackling sounds, water vapor poured in, and the flames flickered. A group of people, soaking wet, rushed in, and the moment they saw them, they also became alert.
Shi Hao looked and saw that there were exactly seven people on the other side.
Among these seven people, the leader was wearing a tattered Taoist robe. There were at least three holes on the light blue Yunhe Taoist robe that tore the white robe inside. It can be imagined that the holes were originally stained with blood, but now the rain has washed away the blood.
His face was a little pale, not a normal human color, but more like the paleness caused by excessive blood loss and exhaustion.
He had a sword on his waist, with the scabbard on the right side of his waist, but his left hand was empty, keeping a sense of urgency to draw the sword at any time.
There were four more people, all of them warriors wearing tight clothes. The other two were a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, and a boy who was probably less than ten years old.
At this moment, they were soaked from head to toe like drowned rats. Running wildly in such a rainstorm was no different from being directly soaked in the water.
The girl was wearing a pink narrow-sleeved skirt. The wet clothes were tightly attached to her curvaceous body, and her messy hair was wet and stuck to her face.
She looked towards the campfire with a panicked look on her face, yet she seemed to be expecting something.
Beside her, the boy leaned against her tightly, his little hands tightly grasping the corner of her clothes, also showing fear and anxiety.
The two groups looked at each other. The Taoist with the sword looked a little puzzled. He calmed down and said, "It's really dark here."
As they entered, the wind created by the bonfire blew in a flickering manner, causing their shadows to sway on the wall.
Shi Hao and Master Lu looked at each other and thought, is he talking to us
Seeing that they were silent, the Taoist with the sword sighed, turned back to look at the heavy rain outside, and said, "... It's really dark!"
Shi Hao's mind moved slightly, and he smiled and said, "It is indeed dark outside. You are here to take shelter from the rain, right? We were all passing by before the rain and hurried here to take shelter from the rain."
The Taoist nodded, ignored them, turned back to look at his companions, and whispered, "Wait here for a while."
Shi Hao thought to himself, "They are so nervous, it seems like they are being chased by someone. Seeing the fire here, they rushed in even though they didn't know if they were friends or foes. I'm afraid what this Taoist said was a code for contacting someone, but unfortunately we are not the ones to contact them."
This was just a land temple, and the stone statue of the land god against the wall was also covered with dust. The group sat down on the other side of the stone statue, huddled together wetly, while the girl and the child were protected in a relatively safe corner.
Soon, the iron pot was filled with the aroma of meat. Shi Hao heard a "gulp" sound from the other side, and it turned out that the boy was looking eagerly at the iron pot here.
Shi Hao smiled, asked for a bowl from the person next to him, scooped a bowl of broth with a spoon, put two wooden spoons in it, stood up, and walked to the other side.
The Taoist sat on the ground, raised his head, and stared at him like a tiger. Shi Hao said softly, "Let the child eat something."
The Taoist hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked at the pitiful boy. After a moment of silence, he stood up and took the broth, whispering, "Thank you."
Shi Hao returned to his seat, where an attendant had already served him some broth.
On this side, everyone began to eat with great interest. On the other side, the Taoist let the bowl of broth cool down for a while. Seeing that they had already started eating and were not surprised, he served it to the girl and the boy.
The girl and the boy had not taken a few bites when they heard a noise from outside again.
At this moment, the rain showers were somewhat lighter, but there were still sounds of "plop, plop, plop, plop".
The darkness outside was like a drum painted black, being struck by a mysterious stick.
Immediately afterwards, a man parted the rain curtain and stepped in. He quickly glanced around, then looked at the Taoist group and laughed strangely, "I found you!"
With a bang, the bowl in the girl's hand fell to the ground, splashing the broth. All the warriors jumped up and protected the girl and the boy behind them.
The Taoist jumped up the moment the man stepped in, and drew out the sword with his left hand. The sword tip flashed and emitted cold light.
Shi Hao saw that the man who entered the temple was wearing a black robe, with an iron plate tied around his waist and a goose-feather knife inserted in it. At the same time, a rushing wind sounded around the ruined temple, which could not even be covered by the rain.
"You guys are really good at escaping," the man pulled out his goose-feather knife, the blade flashing blood, he sneered, "I've killed quite a few of you along the way, one by one, you were very tough, it wasn't easy to chase you here. If it weren't for two friends coming to help, I might not have been able to catch up with you and let you escape."
The Taoist gnashed his teeth and said, "Zhao Haisong, you are a loser in the martial arts world!
The man laughed and said, "Wu Zheng is a scholar, but he secretly colluded with the rebels, wrote rebellious poems and articles, and his entire family should be executed. Lan He, you are a Taoist, you don't join the Taoists of Chongxian Sect to correct evil, uphold the law and order, and be loyal to the court. Instead, you cooperated with the rebels, hijacked the prisoner car, and protected the rebels."
"A wicked person like you should be punished."
Taoist Lan He laughed instead of getting angry: "I am a great villain? I am a great villain? Zhao Haisong, over the years, you have killed your master and ancestors, and harmed innocent people. You raped and killed the Chen sisters at Wangsongtai, you massacred hundreds of villagers in Xinglan Village, and you killed many children in the orphanage because of your practice of evil magic.
"Your hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people. Once you joined the Six Gates and became a lackey of the Barbarian Court, you claim to represent justice?"
He shouted: "If people like you can represent justice, then what does it matter if I am a wicked and evil person?"
Zhao Haisong said disdainfully: "I work for the court and uphold justice in the martial arts world. Evil villains like you should be killed by everyone.
Two loud bangs sounded from the side, and the window panes on both sides were shattered. A head turned out from the left, with a pointed face and rat teeth, and laughed strangely: "Everyone can kill him, kill him if you want."
There was a figure hanging upside down on the right, making a gloomy voice: "Why are you talking so much? Just kill them directly, hehehe."
Taoist Lan He's expression changed slightly: "The two evils, rat and bat?" He now finally understood why Zhao Songhai was able to catch up so quickly.
The man with a pointed face and rat teeth, who had half of his skinny body stuck out of the broken window pane, laughed strangely, "We are not the rat and bat duo. We are now the rat and bat catchers of the Six Gates, heroes who uphold justice and law, hehehehe."
Zhao Haisong turned his gaze to look at Shi Hao and Master Lu. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, but soon fell on Shi Hao's rather valuable fur coat. Finally, he snorted and shouted, "The Six Gates are investigating a case. All outsiders, get out!"
Chapter 2: Shengxuan Fairy Fire Charm Girl
Master Lu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had been in the underworld for some time and knew very well that it was not uncommon for the Six Gates to kill innocent people or even kill innocent people for credit when handling cases.
At this moment, probably because they did not look like ordinary people and they did not want to cause any trouble, they let them go. Otherwise, they would have been killed directly and regarded as accomplices of these people.
"Let's go!" Master Lu whispered, not caring about the broth he had only taken a few bites of.
Looking to the side, I saw the young master clenching his fists and his shoulders trembling slightly.
Master Lu grabbed his arm and said quickly, "Master, let's go out!"
Shi Hao stood up silently. At this moment, he hated his own powerlessness.
The so-called Six Gates were all scums who worked for the barbarians who occupied Chinese land. The people who were hunted down and besieged by them were loyal and righteous people.
But he could do nothing but leave helplessly and humbly at the other party's command to "get out".
Shi Hao followed Master Lu and the four followers who followed him out. Although the rain outside was much lighter, it was still pouring down. In the distance, there was a rumble of lightning and thunder, but the lightning could not break the darkness before their eyes.
In the darkness, wind and rain, they led the two horses, left the ruined temple, and walked forward in the dark.
The showers quickly soaked them all, and the cold feeling spread from the outside to the inside, as if they were soaking in an ice sheet that had not melted for hundreds of years. Even their hearts became cold and without any warmth.
After getting away from the ruined temple, one of the hunters pouted: "Barbarian court hawks and dogs!"
But he did not dare to curse too loudly, for fear that the crowds surrounding the ruined temple would hear him.
There was a loud explosion in the dilapidated temple.
Taoist Lan He, who did not want to implicate others, waited until those people left, then suddenly took out a tiger-shaped stone engraved with runes from his arms.
He shouted loudly, divine light overflowed from the stone, and his body suddenly became taller.
Zhao Haisong narrowed his eyes and said, "Earthly Demon Magical Weapon?" Then he laughed strangely and said, "I didn't expect you to have a hidden treasure in your bottom of the box."
Taoist Lan He became two people taller, with a burly figure and muscular body, and his Taoist robe was torn into pieces. He threw a punch back, and the stone wall behind him broke apart, and stones flew away. Screams came from behind the temple, and a figure was thrown into the air along with the rubble.
"Protect them and leave." Taoist Lan He shouted.
The four warriors protected the girl and the boy and rushed out.
"Don't even think about escaping!" Zhao Haisong swung his Yanling knife, carrying with him a rolling blade energy, and charged towards Taoist Lan He.
On both sides, the two evil rats and bats broke into the room through the windows at the same time and attacked Taoist Lan He.
Taoist Lan He was not afraid at all. With his amazing divine power, he forced Zhao Haisong and the two evil rats and bats to retreat at the same time with bang bang bang.
From behind the temple came the sound of rapid clashing of weapons, accompanied by the screams of young girls and children.
With another bang, the stone wall exploded completely. Taoist Lan He pulled up the dilapidated stone statue of the God of Land with his bare hands, rushed out of the ruined temple, and threw the statue away in the storm.
The stone statue whizzed around in the rain, and rain splashed in all directions. It hit several constables in black robes. The crackling sound of bones bursting was accompanied by the screams of those people and the loud sound of the stone statue falling to the ground.
Taoist Lan He was killing people everywhere, one punch after another, his huge and burly body was as majestic as a mountain.
"Don't fight him head-on," Zhao Haisong rushed out of the collapsed temple and shouted, "Tie him up and wait until his magic power is exhausted."
Rumble, lightning and thunder, one thunder after another.
The rain showed signs of weakening just now, but soon it became heavier.
Shi Hao walked in the mountains where the road was completely invisible. Occasionally, lightning flashed from high above, illuminating the huge sinkhole beside them.