MTL - Demon Slayer Starts From the Proficiency Panel-Chapter 53 [053] Viewing Chess, the world of murals.

  Chapter 53 [053] Watching chess rotten Ke, the world of murals.

   "It turned out that this thing helped me!" Looking at the white ball in the palm of his hand, Ning Xiu's expression was quite surprised.

   This white round bead is nothing else, it is the ghost tear left from the eyes of the resentful woman.

  At the beginning, Su Qianqian said that this thing has a great effect and is a treasure, but Ning Xiu didn't take it seriously.

   But today, this thing is indeed a good treasure.

   The dark and evil thoughts were all suppressed and absorbed by Gui Lei and the string of Buddha beads from the monk Zhengwu. Ning Xiu's body returned to normal. He didn't delay, and slammed the hammer directly at the tree demon.

  This evil has become more and more tricky, who knows if there are any evil spells that have not been used, Ning Xiu can't delay it.

   The next time you get hit, you may not be so lucky again. Seeing Ning Xiu attacking, the tree demon panicked and planned to avoid it.

   As it just said, it is not good at fighting. If it really wants to fight Ning Xiu to the death, it must not be Ning Xiu's opponent.

   "Wait a minute! I would like to talk and negotiate with you, and I would like to send you out of this place." The tree demon hurriedly shouted.

   But Ning Xiu is unwilling to listen to these things. If these evils are not eliminated today, they will become a serious problem in the future.

   The internal power of the Fenyang Taiyao Sutra exploded at this moment, and was completely poured into the Thunder Hammer by Ning Xiu. This hammer will be Ning Xiu's most peak hammer so far.

  Boom!

   The neck of the tree demon was directly broken, and the trunk part with a large number of human head fruits was separated from the tree demon body on the spot.

  Without the nutrient supply of the Dryad, all the fruits wither and shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   "My more than 200 years of practice have been destroyed in the hands of a child like you... I'm not reconciled!"

   The tree demon's voice became weaker and weaker, and eventually it was gradually burned to ashes in Ning Xiu's red flames, and the breath was gone.

  【Kill the murderous god, get general proficiency +3000】

  Ning Xiu nodded, as he guessed, this tree demon is the incarnation of Jinzhao Temple, and it can also be said to be the deity of Jinzhao Temple.

   This fierce **** has been absorbing many innocent people into this fresco world for more than 200 years. According to what it says, it should be borrowing these people for his own practice.

   As soon as the fierce **** died, the mural world on this side suddenly began to vibrate violently, and it was suspected that there was an omen of collapse.

Ning Xiu hurriedly lifted the state of the king, walked over to get a long gown and black silver chain armor to put on, then ran to Ren Qianxing and Zheng Wu who were still drunk, and forcibly gave them a big mouth, so that they could Wake up immediately.

   As the Demon Commander who stumbled into such a strange place, he was able to attack like the ordinary people next to him. If he hadn't come by himself, his life would have been at risk. Such negligence, this mouth is not wrong.

   After Ning Xiu's two slaps went down, Ren Qianxing and Zhengwu let out a cry, and quickly got up from the ground with their hands covering their faces.

   "Brother Ning? Why are you here?" Ren Qianxing said happily.

   "Let's not talk about it, get ready, we should be leaving this place soon." Ning Xiu raised his head and said, looking at the increasingly obvious earth shaking around him.

  I saw that colorful bubble wrap appeared in the air, and everyone's eyes flashed, and when they opened their eyes, they appeared in the previous Mahavira Hall.

   In addition to Ning Xiu, Ren Qianxing, and the monk Zhengwu, there were also many more people in this Mahavira Hall.

The knights, merchants, officials, guards... all of them were ordinary people who had been taken into the world of murals by Jinzhao Temple before, and they were also the group of people who drank their saliva as peach blossom wine under the peach tree together with Ren Qianxing and Zhengwu. .

   With the death of the fierce **** in Jinzhao Temple, these people were all released from the world of murals.

   "Lord Ning! You guys are out!" Xia Yunsi, who had been waiting in the Daxiong Palace, saw the sudden appearance of Ning Xiu and the three of them, and ran over with joy on his face.

   "What the **** is going on here, this is Jinzhao Temple, so where were we just now?" Ren Qianxing asked in a daze, feeling a little dazed.

   "Hey, the Buddha beads that Master gave me, why are they gone?" Zhengwu touched his whole body, but he couldn't see the whereabouts of the string of Buddha beads.

   At the same time, there are various places inside and outside Jinzhao Temple.

   A group of people, groups of people who were once taken into the world of murals, were all released. Like Ren Qianxing, they all looked around in confusion, wondering why they appeared in this place.

  Those who have been trapped for hundreds of years have no time to react after leaving the mural world, and they instantly turned into skeletons.

   After staying in the world of murals for hundreds of years, they have long since become deceased people. When they return to the present world, they will naturally return to dust and dust, and they cannot escape the laws of nature.

   For those who have been sleepy for decades, the whole body begins to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming the physical state they should have at their age.

   "No! I, how can my body be like this." Ben on the horse's back, the groom's voice exclaimed in an old voice.

The horse under his seat has already reached the age of death, which will directly collapse to the ground, and the fallen groom will roll off the horse's back, but even so, he is completely indifferent, but looks at himself with wrinkles and age spots in disbelief. His eyes were full of fear.

  How can I go to marry my wife when I look like this?

   "Why are we still at the Jinzhao Temple!" The woman in the blue skirt sitting on the carriage looked incredulously at the heavy rain outside the window. In her memory, the caravan had already evacuated from the Jinzhao Temple for dozens of miles tomorrow.

  How come back here in a blink of an eye, and there are many people who have never seen before in the surrounding area. Jinzhao Temple, which was originally desolate and silent, became lively.

  In an instant, the already very dilapidated Jinzhao Temple began to decay. The main hall and Langfang in the temple began to dissipate with the wind like quicksand, and finally turned into ruins.

  With the death of the fierce **** of Jinzhao Temple, this once ancient Buddhist temple could no longer resist the erosion of the years and entered the end of its destruction.

   No one noticed, including Ning Xiu himself, when the Jinzhao Temple began to weather, a large number of transparent fragments all flocked to Ning Xiu's place, and then quietly merged into his left arm.

   At this time, the night has passed, and the eastern hills are covered with white fish, but it is dawn.

   Another brand new day.

  …

  The murder of the Jinzhao Temple is really difficult to explain to the people who are trapped in it. The most painful ones are those who have been trapped in the world of murals for decades.

   has been derailed from the outside world for decades, and his parents, wife and daughter don’t know what happened, and there is less information about today’s big businessmen for decades.

   In their respective hometowns, I am afraid that they are the missing persons who have long been recognized as dead by the government. It may be very difficult for these people to return to their normal life as before.

   This kind of thing about watching chess is also bizarre. It is hard to believe that most of them will be considered a fantasy.

  The black wind, the black tiger and the iron-eating beast were recovered from all over the ruined Jinzhao Temple. Ning Xiu explained the reason to Ren Qianxing, Zhengwu, and Xia Yunsi.

  Then the four of them split up to inform the people who were at a loss.

   After hearing the truth about Jinzhao Temple, some people were shocked and surprised.

  Some people cried on the spot, how many years of life can be spent like this, and some people have spent half their lives in the world of murals.

   Some people stayed in the mural world until they were half buried in the ground.

   Looking at these miserable people crying, Ning Xiu can understand very well.

   After all, the rotten one is just the handle of the axe, and the old one is just a person from outside the mountain. The woodcutter has not been affected by any years.

  Some people started to leave Jinzhao Temple one after another, ready to go back to their hometown to see.

   Some people still stay in Jinzhao Temple, unable to extricate themselves from memories, everything is like a dream, they have been there for too long, and they can't tell what is reality and what is illusion.

   They must be given a period of relaxation before they can recover.

  The sky in the east was bright, and the torrential rain finally stopped. After the rain, the air in the mountains and forests became extraordinarily fresh, mixed with the fragrance of moist soil and green grass.

   Everything that should be explained has already been explained. Those who are still unable to recover have to give them time. Ning Xiu and the others still have important things to do, so naturally they cannot continue to stay with them.

   After the rain stopped, several people rode on their respective mounts, left Jinzhao Temple, and continued on the road to Shenjia Town.

   "Sir! Several adults."

  However, not long after leaving Jinzhao Temple, someone else's shout came from the road behind him.

  Ning Xiu looked back and saw that it was the Li family caravan who came.

  After experiencing the incident at Jinzhao Temple, the girl in the blue skirt wanted to walk with the Demon Commander all the way more urgently.

  It was rare to come to the same starting line as these Demon Demon Captains, so he had to be cheeky and asked to hug his thighs.

   "Several adults, can you go together? It's good to have a company." The caravan's guard leader rode a horse and asked.

   "Sorry, I'm waiting to get to Shenjia Town in a hurry. Your caravan is moving too slowly, I'm afraid it won't be able to keep up with our progress." Ren Qianxing refused directly and decisively.

  There is a huge difference in the speed of alien beasts and horses, and even the best horses are not comparable to alien beasts in terms of speed and endurance.

   If he promised this caravan to accompany him, he would only be able to arrive at Yunxia Mountain for several days at night.

   After watching the four demon subduing captains politely refuse their request, the alien beasts quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

  …

   Before the official road was blocked due to the overturning of the earth dragon, Shenjia Town could be regarded as a small place on the edge of Yunze Prefecture.

   Few people pass through this place, but after the official road was temporarily blocked for a short time, Shenjia Town, as the first town on this old road, instantly became extremely important.

  The town became extremely popular overnight, and the flow of people in the inn in the town became much larger.

   For all those who travel from Jingzhou to Yunzezhou, Shenjia Town is the first place to rest.

   In addition, this place has masters sent by Fu Mosi to sit in town, which is a relatively safe place.

When the outline of a town with white walls and black tiles appeared at the end of the road, Ren Qianxing finally showed a smile: "Finally here, this road crosses Shenjia Town, we must start from Shenjia Town. Only after passing through the middle of the town can you reach the road at the other end of the town."

Xia Yunsi said with a smile: "Shen Congyun, such a cautious and stubborn person, actually agreed to go out with you to Yunxia Mountain this time. I still can't figure out why, did you ever prevent him from a life-and-death crisis that made him owe him money? Have you a favor?"

   "Senior sister, don't be joking, I and Cong Yuna have a life-long friendship in the championship camp. Although he is greedy for life and fear of death, if I have something to ask him for help, he will definitely not refuse."

   Walking into Shenjia Town, Ren Qianxing said to Ning Xiu and the others, "You guys should find an inn to rest first, I'll find someone, and then I'll meet you again."

"it is good."

   Leaving a puppet to follow Zhengwu, Ren Qianxing left alone and went to find his friend.

   Ning Xiu and the others casually found an inn with a guest room to rest for the time being. As soon as they entered their room, Ning Xiu immediately took off his black silver mail and clothes, and began to check his left arm.

   In fact, after leaving the world of murals, he wanted to do this for a long time, but there was no private space, and it was difficult for others to know the changes that had happened to him.

   At this time, on Ning Xiu's left arm, there are spiral dots formed by twelve Buddha beads entering his body, and a white circular pattern on the palm of his left hand is also very obvious, which is the ghost tear.

   But no matter how Ning Xiu tried, he couldn't figure out what the thirteen circular patterns actually did. Even if he poured in internal force, he would still have no reaction at all.

"I asked the monk Zhengwu on the road before, and he said that the string of Buddha beads was given to him by his master, not an ordinary thing. Now that the twelve Buddha beads are drilled into my arm, there must be some ability. Is it true? My activation method is wrong?" Ning Xiu frowned.

   But after fiddling around for a long time, he couldn't make the thirteen circular patterns react at all, so he finally had to give up.

   Maybe it’s not the time yet, I’ll just explore it later.

  …

   After waiting in the inn for an hour, Ren Qianxing returned with a young man who looked plain.

  This 'average appearance' definitely doesn't mean anything derogatory, this person is really the kind of public face that won't attract your attention when placed in a crowd.

  Eyes, nose, mouth, and features are all ordinary to ordinary facial features.

   In addition to the simple official uniform of the yamen, this person reveals two words: ordinary.

   "This is Shen Congyun. He was the same batch of apprentices in the champion camp as I was at the beginning, and now his strength is the ninth grade of the rhythm." Ren Qianxing introduced with a smile.

  The way of sound and rhythm, like the way of painting, belongs to the type of elegant talent.

  The way of sound and temperament is good at using various musical instruments, and the reliable music of the next three products affects the minds of others and disturbs their thinking and actions.

   The third grade is much more powerful, and can control other people's body movements to serve himself.

   It's amazing to go to the third grade. Not only can you use musical instruments to confuse others' minds, make people block their memories, and become a brand new blank person.

   can also obliterate thousands of troops in one song, and the lethality is extremely terrifying.

   But the way of rhythm, the way of painting, and the way of calligraphy belong to the kind of way that requires special talent and comprehension ability, and it is not something that ordinary people can easily practice.

   Those without talent might only be able to stay at the ninth rank for the rest of their lives and cannot improve, so there are very few people who are proficient in this way.

   It is even rarer to have masters of the rhythm Dao who can cultivate to the upper third rank.

   "I've seen you all, Senior Sister Xia, hello, I'm in Shen Congyun, the town's official." Shen Congyun said with his fists folded.

   But Ning Xiu looked at the other party with strange eyes, and his expression was a little hesitant.

   For some reason, he always felt that this person was not as simple as he seemed, and he couldn't even see through the opponent's strength completely.

   This person's strength is probably not like Ren Qianxing said, he is the ninth grade of the rhythm.

   "It's interesting." Ning Xiu thought to himself.

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   (end of this chapter)