C47

The Pig Slaughtering Knife, it had been missing for more than ten days since it was placed in the underground palace. During this time, Su Ming Wang sent many people to search for it, but they all disappeared, even the entire underground palace could not find the Pig Slaughtering Knife.

It was precisely because he could not find it that Su Ming Wang had no choice, or else Sun Lianlin would have asked him for it many times, he would have long ago given it to the other party. That blade was not a good thing, he had already known about the evil side, but he did not expect it to happen today.

"Do you know where this monster came from?" Jian Zhen asked worriedly as he sensed the demonic aura rippling in the air.

"Pig Slaughtering Knife, the knife Yi Ya used to kill his sons, the knife that I inherited from my ancestors, it was stolen by him to balance the Yin and Yang in this place," I pointed at Su Ming Wang and said indifferently.

"Yi Ya!" When Jian Zhen heard this name, he was immediately moved. This was a person from a few thousand years ago, how evil would it be if that blade was kept alive until now? This Su Ming Wang was truly courting death.

"Hey Su, why aren't you telling me where the blade is?" I shouted at Su Ming Wang.

"No, I don't know, I don't know. I can't find it," Su Ming Wang said as he wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Underground palace, go look for it. If you can't find it, then just wait for death!" I shouted out loud and was about to go find a knife in the underground palace, but then turned around and shouted at Su Ming Wang, "Go and find pig blood, the kind that requires at least three or four pigs. If you can't find it, then you'll die."

I suddenly remembered that it's been so long since I fed that knife pig blood. It can't be that I've gone crazy, right?

When I walked out of the hut, Monk Jian Zhen also walked out. The sacrificial altar was also there, and the Monks were still there. According to the plan, there were still two hours left.

There were aged and young, all of them were normal people, but after cultivating for a long time, they had sensed the evil aura, causing their killing intent to rise to the sky. A few of their faces changed, when they saw Jian Zhen, they immediately rushed over.

"My fellow disciples, that is all for today's matter. Quickly bring everyone away," Jian Zhen said immediately. He knew that these people would become cannon fodder if they stayed behind.

The monks hurriedly called for them to leave, but it was still too late. With an even more violent burst of killing intent, a person jumped onto the stage and started screaming.

"Chen Jiuren!" Su Ming Wang's sharp eyes could tell at a glance, and he immediately cried out.

I looked over, and immediately felt extremely shocked and terrified, because I saw Chen Jiuren was actually holding onto that Pig Slaughtering Knife and violently cutting down those monks. In an instant, the entire mausoleum was stained with blood.

"Call for help!" I shouted at Su Ming Wang, then took off my jacket and wrapped it around my hand. I then rushed towards the stage, I had to stop the Pig Slaughtering Knife, otherwise, all of the monks would die today.

"Sou!" A figure quickly passed in front of me, it was actually Monk Jian Zhen. He seemed to be quite old, I didn't expect his skills to be so good, and the tall platform jumped up, shocking me.

Once Jian Zhen got up onto the stage, he immediately pushed the monks down and went to block Chen Jiuren who had already lost his consciousness.

No one knew what skills Chen Jiuren had, but now that he was under the control of the Pig Slaughtering Knife, he did not fear death at all. Furthermore, he did not feel any pain, as if he was an expert who had trained in the Golden Bell Canopy Iron Robe.

But luckily, Jian Zhen has entangled him, giving us all some time. We also rushed up to the injured monk and brought him down.

"Peng!" Monk Jian Zhen kicked Chen Jiuren's hand, causing his hand to instantly break, but the Pig Slaughtering Knife was still in his hand, Jian Zhen's plan had failed, he had originally wanted to snatch the knife away.

When I saw Chen Jiuren's viciousness, I immediately swallowed my saliva, I was a little afraid, only this way would I not fear death, am I not sending myself to my death?

Thus, I also pulled Su Ming Wang who was about to die and continued to shout, "Blood, pig's blood, hurry up and f * cking make the pig's blood for me!"

If it wasn't for the fact that he's the local, and that he can get more pig blood than I can, I would have taken the opportunity to get rid of him.

"Heavens, Heaven..." But Su Ming Wang did not listen to me, and instead pointed to the sky, stuttering, and seeing the shock in his eyes.

Raising my head, I was also shocked because I saw a large light slowly floating towards us. Under each light was a yellow curtain, and the curtain was filled with symbols. I recognized one of them; it was the Soul Suppressing Talisman.

Those large lamps seemed to be attracted by something as they slowly descended near the high platform. The curtains surrounded the platform.

The Soul Suppressing Talisman took effect, causing Chen Jiuren's consciousness to start to waver, and he slowly tried to struggle free from the control of the Pig Slaughtering Knife. Jian Zhen took the chance and jumped down the stage, standing there panting.

"Boom!" The sound of a motor could be heard. As soon as he turned his head, he was blinded by the lights. He quickly changed his position and saw two cars stop by the platform.

"Pop pop", the electric motor was activated, and the water pipe sprayed out a liquid, which was used by Chen Jiuren on the stage.

"Blood, Uncle!" When I smelled the thick smell of blood, I immediately thought of Uncle, because other than Uncle, who else would know of this secret? I had told Su Ming Wang about it just now, but he didn't listen to me.

Sure enough, from the other car, Uncle walked out and smiled when he saw me.

On the high platform, the blood that suddenly fell like rain made Chen Jiuren stop in his movements, he just stood there blankly, and allowed the blood to drip down.

"Uncle, where did you find so much pig's blood? Is that enough?" I asked as I looked at the stage. This kind of utilization rate was too low. It was probably a waste, but I didn't know if it was enough.

"I have already bought all the chicken blood, duck blood and pig blood that I could buy in the nearby towns. If it was not enough, I can't do anything about it.

Su Ming Wang shuddered, and quickly took out his phone to get some blood.

Roughly two minutes later, the blood that the Uncle had brought was all spat out, a whole two buckets of blood were all gone, the killing intent emitted by the Pig Slaughtering Knife had dropped to the lowest, but there was still some left.

The high platform was covered in blood. The blood was flowing slowly and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

"Clank" Chen Jiuren's hands loosened and the Pig Slaughtering Knife fell to the ground.

The people of Uncle immediately rushed to the stage, and scraped the blood off the ground before throwing it at the Pig Slaughtering Knife. After another minute, they took out the Pig Slaughtering Knife and brought it in front of Uncle.

By then, Chen Jiuren had already woken up. The pain in his hands made him scream incessantly, but the blood that had filled the stage stupefied him even more. He did not know what had happened.

"Serves you right," I said with a sneer, this time Chen Jiuren is dead, killing the monks in public, no matter how he explained, he couldn't explain it clearly. Are those monks easy to bully, if I remember correctly, Su Zhi's parents told me that this was something Su Ming Wang invited from a very famous temple nearby, this time he is in big trouble.

"Let's go!" The Uncle patted my shoulder. The Pig Slaughtering Knife had returned, and he was still alive. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

I nodded, I naturally wanted to follow Uncle as well. Looking at Su Ming Wang's old face made me feel unhappy in my heart.

But before we could get on the car, Monk Jian Zhen stood in front of us and blocked our way.

"If you want this blade, then don't say anything. This blade is passed down by our ancestors, it can't be given to you," Uncle said indifferently, revealing the monk's intentions.

"It's a Demon Blade Demon Blade, it will harm the innocent" said Monk Jian Zhen.

"It's none of your business. We will be responsible for the consequences. Moreover, you saw it yourself, we have a way to stop it!" The Uncle said.

Once it mentioned this, Jian Zhen's merciful expression immediately revealed your anger, and said: "Do you know what it is doing, it is condoning the demon? There will be a day when you cannot satisfy its desires, and it will become a disaster!"

"I know, then I will give you my blade. Can you destroy it? I'll tell you the prerequisite first, Buddha's sariras, can you do that?" Uncle asked as indifferently as before.

The Buddhist Sangha, that was a treasure of the buddhist faith, it did not even have those famous temples. Where did he come from, Holy Monk, in this Age of Chaos, who would dare to call themselves Holy Monk?

"Since you can't do it, then let's do it. However, when you have reached these two conditions, you can come find me. I will offer up this blade with both hands for you to destroy." The Uncle smiled and handed over a name card.

Monk Jian Zhen was so angry that he choked, but he couldn't find any reason to refute, and could only watch as we left.

On the carriage, Uncle asked me about the matter after I was kidnapped, and I told him everything, including Su Zhi's family's matter. After Uncle finished listening, he stared at the Pig Slaughtering Knife in his hands for a long time, and finally sighed.