In the Extraordinary Era, My Career Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Chapter 113 The gods are mysterious, and the swordsman master takes action!

 The world is spinning.

A burst of heat and sharp pain suddenly shot through the spine on his back, forcing Qi Sui to break free from his mental control.

The focus of his pupils focused again. The environment in front of him was no longer a lonely corridor, and even the strange statue of the **** had disappeared.

 The light is dim and the air is humid.

 The world is submerged by the continuous forest sea that covers the sky and the sun.

 “Where is...?”

Qi Sui was confused for a moment.

 He looked around with alert eyes.

In this mysterious forest, any big tree is more than a hundred meters high. Behind the thick trunks, you can see some strange-looking animals that you have never seen before.

 Faintly, you can still hear the roar of wild beasts from far away, startling the birds in the sky.

"I should be in the small temple now. All this... is the fault of that statue!"

Qi Sui quickly recalled the whole thing, took a deep breath, and suppressed the slight impatience and panic in his chest.

 Sure enough!

Even though he was somewhat reluctant to admit it, after killing several missionaries one after another, he began to despise the so-called religious religion and the power of those gods.

 What happened in front of him taught him a hard lesson.

 The methods displayed by a statue of a **** were far beyond his cognition.

Physically moved? Or a mental prison? Or is it other more terrifying means?

Qi Sui can’t figure it out clearly.

However, sitting still is not his style.

 【Smell Tracking】lv4, start!

 He activates his sense of smell to the extreme.

The slightly chilly air flow was inhaled into his nasal cavity, and then processed by the abnormally powerful sensory nerves, and then various complex information was fed back to the cerebral cortex.

Plant smell, beast dung, reproduction smell, earthy smell...

In the rich natural atmosphere, the stench that belongs exclusively to the God of flesh and blood becomes more and more obvious, just like the Big Dipper stars in the dark night sky, pointing to the extreme north.

 “Go and have a look!”

Qi Sui’s eyes were clear and he regained his composure.

 Lean towards the north at an extremely fast speed.

 Gradually, the stench of the gods in the air became clearer and clearer.

At the end of the line of sight, a strange black and red stone step suddenly appeared. The stone step relied on a cave on the top of the mountain to go up. It seemed incompatible with the surrounding emerald green forest environment.

Not only that, there was dark red liquid constantly flowing out from the black and red stone steps, soaking into the soil, spreading in all directions, and dyeing the land for several miles in a strange red.

The trees growing on this soil have become stronger and taller, but strange red veins like small snakes can be seen on the trunks.

They seem to have given birth to spiritual intelligence. Following a certain rhythm similar to breathing, the red veins flicker and flicker.

  【Simulation】!

 Ten seconds!

After confirming that there was nothing unusual about stepping on the black and red stone steps, he didn't hesitate too much, turned off his skills, and stepped onto the first stone step.

The corner of my eye glanced at the career panel.

  【Mental Power: 220/450】

 After spending more than half of your mental energy, you still have to use your skills sparingly.

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 The soles of the shoes stepped on the dark red liquid on the stone steps, and there was a strong sticky feeling.

He jumped up and climbed dozens of steps upwards.

The unique stench belonging to the gods in the air became more and more pungent, and red blood loss reminders continued to float above the head.

 “Health -10”

 “Health -10”

　　　…”

Qi Sui had no choice but to hold his breath. The rate of loss of health was greatly slowed down, but the strange power that permeated the air still penetrated into his flesh and blood through the pores of his body.

 “Health -1”

 “Health -1”

　　　…”

Qi Sui looked up and saw that the end of the stone steps disappeared at the top of the cave.

Just when he was hesitating whether to continue climbing, a voice rang in his ears.

 “My child, you are here~”

 “Child, come up quickly, I’ve been waiting for you!”

　　　…”

These sounds are so penetrating that even a deaf person can clearly reach the cerebral cortex.

 What makes Qi Sui strange is that.

It was obviously a language he had never heard before, but he could understand exactly what the other party wanted to express.

 With caution.

  Qi Sui used [Simulation] again.

 The picture that emerged from the skill told him that there was nothing unusual when he climbed to the top of the cave, but the scene on the top of the mountain was unable to be perceived.

 It was like being covered with a layer of red fog, and everything was hard to see clearly.

With the help of an advanced skill of [Scholar], it is still a bit reluctant to simulate a transcendent god.

Qi Sui didn't hesitate anymore and took three steps at a time and then two steps towards the top of the mountain.

The smell in the air was a bit stinky, but he could feel the raw desire of the flesh and blood cells in his body for this breath energy, just like those addicts who were infected with ominous things.

 According to rumors, each **** has his own means of directly pointing to the essence of human nature.

 The God of Flesh, as its name suggests, has absolute control over the realm of flesh and blood.

Soon, the soles of my feet came off the stone steps and stepped on a piece of soft soil.

 The scene on the top of the cave becomes wider.

There are rugged rocks here, dotted with various scarlet flowers and plants.

 You can also see traces of some birds and animals with red pupils.

Even the moss and vines wrapped around the stone peaks are dyed red.

The most eye-catching thing is the pool of water deep on the top of the mountain.

The color of the water in the pool is strange, with black and red blending together. It seems to be boiling, with bubbles popping out. Light red mist is constantly evaporating, polluting the refreshing air.

That stench is so strong at this moment that it wants to pierce your soul!

A determined thought appeared in Qi Sui's heart.

 This... is probably the source of the Flesh God Cult, or the flesh **** Amaemon.

 “Hey, can you understand me?”

  Qi Sui is trying to communicate with the other party.

“My child, you are finally here, hurry up and get into the arms of the Mother Goddess.”

“The Mother Goddess will give you new life, the power to destroy the world and break the barriers of time and space!”

 “Come in, come in!”

　　　…”

A bewitching voice rang in my ears.

The blood-red pool water is boiling more and more violently, and there seems to be something terrible hidden under the water that is about to appear.

 “Who are you? Where is this?”

Qi Sui asked after being silent for a moment.

 He did not expect the other party to answer, but the message was actually conveyed.

 “My name is Amaemon, the **** in charge of the power of flesh and blood, and also your goddess.”

 “As for here…”

There seemed to be a hint of confusion in Amaemon's words: "This is the place of secondary origin, the place where I was born!"

 Can such a small pool of water give birth to a god?

Qi Sui’s eyes trembled violently.

 He did not think about the authenticity of the other party's words, but continued to ask: "Then...what is the purpose of bringing me here?"

Amaemon’s expressions gradually became fluent and clear.

 “You smell like me, you are my child.”

"Come... let the water of the secondary source wash your body and break away from the mortal body. Your soul will be eternal."

 God is your child!

 I was born to my mother!

Qi Sui resisted the urge to curse God. He guessed that the other party would say this because the career panel absorbed the power of the broken spine and then triggered the career [Crazy Fighting Tyrant]!

 But this is just the pure control and application of power.

 Power itself is not good or bad.

 The important thing is that his soul and genes have not been contaminated.

“I sense disgust and murderous intent in you, child, do you seem to hate me?”

Amaemon continued to explain unhurriedly: "Perhaps you still don't know what a great honor it is to be able to walk in the world as the son of a god."

“Under the Flesh God Religion I founded, the Son of God has a higher status and can cast spells and orders on all oracles.”

Hearing what he said, Qi Sui was more cautious.

 There are many old **** religions with many systems.

Other gods may have trained sons of gods who can mobilize the oracles, which is equivalent to a large number of martial arts masters. It is indeed a force that cannot be underestimated.

 “Why did you choose me?” Qi Sui asked calmly.

“Child, you must know that not all mortal ants are qualified to bear my divine power.”

“You have very good qualifications. In your human terms, at the martial arts master stage, you can withstand the divine power that other oracles can master. When you become a martial arts master, relying on my divine power, it will be easy to compete with those so-called extraordinary warriors.”

Qi Sui sneered. He threw the [Detection] skill onto the pool of blood.

 Pond of Secondary Source: Unknown!

This is the second time he has seen an item that gave an "unknown" prompt. The last time was the sky-reaching vine rooted in the goddess's secret realm.

"I'm afraid there is a price to pay for gaining power, right? If I become your divine son, can I still have an independent personality? I'm afraid I will become a puppet under your control, right?"

 A series of questions were sent out.

From the perspective of a normal person with a sound mind, it is difficult for him to understand those fanatical believers of the **** who are willing to sacrifice their lives for an illusory god.

 Even extending his evil claws to family and friends.

 There can only be one explanation, and that is that belief in these gods will bring spiritual pollution.

"Yes, but compared to the supreme power and eternal life, what is this loss?" Amaemon admitted this point frankly.

 Power and life, it does not believe that anyone can resist these two temptations.

Hearing this, Qi Sui couldn't help but chuckle: "Lord Amaemon, times have changed a long time ago. Do the gods have supreme power? In the end, they were ended by us human extraordinary warriors!"

 “The end?”

Amaemon did not get angry. It seemed to have no emotional fluctuations and was always explaining the matter calmly: "In your human terms, the so-called extraordinary warriors are just a group of frogs in the well living in cages and cocoons!"

“As for your proud [Sequence No. 1], he is indeed a figure, but nothing more than that. He is just a bigger ant in front of the real strong men in the vast sea of ​​universe.”

Qi Sui frowned upon hearing this.

He could feel that this **** was not bluffing. It had a deep-seated contempt for the extraordinary warriors who stood at the apex of human society.

“Lord Amaemon, the truly strong person you are talking about is not you, right?”

"Of course not. In front of that adult, I am as insignificant as dust. It created me and gave me life and strength. Maybe I have been forgotten by it, but I am proud to have a trace of its inheritance." Maimon's tone was pious.

Hearing this, Qi Sui's eyelids couldn't help but jump a few times.

 Being able to create gods with his own hands, the level of this kind of creature was far beyond his cognition.

“Come on, child, enter the second source, wash your body and soul, and merge with me. My glory will be with you!”

“When I return, I will make you the master of mankind.”

Gradually, Amaemon lost his patience.

The bubbles in the pool water became more and more violent, like a pool of boiling water. A thick red blood mist rolled up in the air, submerging Qi Sui's entire body.

“Lord Amaemon, don’t be impatient. Being a lackey for the gods is not a small thing. Of course I have to ask clearly!”

In the red blood mist, there seemed to be an invisible will entering his mind and controlling Qi Sui's body.

 The speed of mental energy consumption is very exaggerated.

 A strong sense of danger made him move backwards.

Amaimamon sent down a cold wave: "I have never discussed with you. No one can disobey the will of the gods. Come back, come back!"

 See you in the picture!

Qi Sui was like a prey that was being targeted, about to be drowned in this sea-like red blood mist.

 Even if you enter the [Concentration] state, you still cannot resist the invasion of God's will.

His eyes were filled with a faint blood mist, gradually losing focus and becoming dull and lifeless. He moved his legs stiffly like a mechanical life, and moved toward the pool of water step by step.

 Ama’imun’s thoughts were cold.

Although its body is damaged, its spirit is still in the state of a god, and it is still easy to control a human who is not even a master.

It can be said that from the moment he looked into the eyes of the statue, the outcome was destined.

 …

 The outside world.

Following the sudden change, the castle was already in chaos.

Shen Luoyan was shocked and angry.

The muscles of her delicate body swelled, and the light and shadow of inner strength rose under her fair skin. She held the big gun with both hands, like a dragon coming out of the abyss, stabbing the wall in front of her fiercely.

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 There was a very light ripple in the air.

 The powerful force of the shock sent her flying backwards, the gun fell to the side, and the jaws of her hands cracked.

You can only watch Qi Sui's figure disappear into the red blood mist surging in the corridor.

A tall old man with gray hair and a strong spirit appeared out of thin air like a ghost. His face was solemn and solemn, his eyes were as deep as electricity, and he stretched out his hand to carefully perceive the realm of gods.

Shen Luoyan seemed to have seen a savior and said hurriedly: "Mr. Zheng, that kid Qi Sui is in trouble. He was sucked inside. Please take action to rescue him quickly. I'm afraid it will be dangerous if you delay for a long time."

 “The realm of gods is not easy to deal with!”

 Zheng Qingshan murmured to himself.

 To blame him, it’s his carelessness.

In the past, the realm of gods was used to protect the statues from being touched and destroyed. How could we have imagined that it would also take the initiative to **** people in.

“Girl Shen, take everyone back outside the castle, clear the place, and try to see if you can break the shell of this turtle bastard!”

"good!"

Shen Luoyan did not dare to delay.

 Shout at the top of your lungs.

The students of Qinglong Martial Arts University are extremely capable of execution. They realized the seriousness of the situation and retreated outside the manor in an orderly manner in just ten seconds.

He stopped and looked at the castle. Many people looked worried.

That is a god.

Even if the gods reveal a little bit of divine power, it is far beyond what college students like them can resist.

 I'm just afraid of Qi Sui...it will be more bad than good.

Lu Xin, who was finally coaxed, cried even louder.

Her beautiful face was full of guilt and self-blame. She just kept wiping her tears and asked in a trembling voice: "Sister Gu, do you think something will happen to Brother Qi? It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Qi Brother, he won’t take the risk of coming here.”

 Gu Xiyue's paralyzed and indifferent face also showed some annoyance. She no longer bothered to comfort this little crybaby, but took out her mobile phone and entered a phone number after hesitating for a few seconds.

 Just when she was about to call it out.

 Under the quiet night, a tall figure suddenly appeared.

Martial arts master, Zheng Qingshan!

His old wrinkled cheeks were extremely solemn. He stretched his hands toward the void and let out a long and melodious whistle like rolling spring thunder.

 “Here comes the sword!”

 A ball of green energy rose up in the palm of his hand.

From the direction of Qinglong Martial Arts University, the shining silvery white aurora is particularly dazzling in the dark night.

It was like a dragon that tore through the night sky above the city, crossing a distance of tens of kilometers in a very short time and falling into the palm of Zheng Qingshan.

Countless people in Tianfu witnessed this scene.

They all looked in the direction of the sword, vaguely feeling that something big was about to happen.

Different from conventional long and narrow jade swords, Zheng Qingshan's sword is silver-white in color and is a broad and heavy sword.

 The moment he held the hilt of the sword, the old man's aura changed.

 The clothes and robes move automatically in the absence of wind, making hunting noises.

The image of the amiable old man no longer exists, replaced by a giant sword master with a straight spine, who would rather break than bend, and dares to fight for the lives of humans and gods of heaven and earth.

 A loud dragon roar resounded across the starry sky.

The sound of clanking swords complement each other.

Countless students stood there blankly, looking up at the sky, with horror on their faces, and the picture reflected in their pupils.

It is the shadow of a super heavy sword that penetrates the sky and the earth.

 A majestic and noble blue dragon is also surrounding the sword body of this heavy sword.

The giant cyan dragon soars into the clouds and rides in the mist, lifelike, with each dragon scale clearly carved, its whiskers long and elegant, and its horns twisting upward like ancient cypresses, hard and powerful.

This is Zheng Qingshan's potential - the heavy sword Qinglong potential!

He has been practicing obsessively for many years, and has perfectly integrated the heavy sword force and the blue dragon force. The power he unleashes is far from as simple as "1+1 equals 2".

 The entire Tianfu capital city was completely shocked.

Even hundreds of kilometers away on the other side, you can clearly see the mirage-like image of the heavy sword Qinglong.

“It’s the Grandmaster. Mom, look, there’s a Grandmaster over there!”

 Some children were jumping up and down with excitement.

 In the eyes of ordinary people, martial arts masters are great figures.

They can fly in the air, split mountains and rocks, and cut off water with swords. They are worthy of the praise of "real immortals on land".

“Hurry up and take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments. I’m so successful today. It’s the first time I’ve seen a grandmaster take action in real life!”

The young mother threw her child aside, took out her mobile phone, pointed it at Zheng Qingshan under the night sky, and took a quick photo.

It can be expected that the news caused by Zheng Qingshan will surely hit the headlines in Xia Kingdom in a short period of time.

 This side.

 Zheng Qingshan completed accumulating power.

Unlike the inner light and shadow that floats under the skin, his body exudes the master's brilliance of a blend of blue and silver, like a bright little sun, lighting up under the starry sky.

 “Cut!”

The heavy sword Qinglong Totem seemed to come alive, heading towards the realm of the gods in the castle below to kill.

 The sword's light is fierce, crossing the sky and the earth.

  A thin silver line formed under the night sky like a thin line splitting the space. It was the condensed will of the master of swordsmanship, and it was unwilling to disperse for a long time.

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 (End of this chapter)