Chapter 114: The Holy King in Troubled Times
After interrogating the Red Turban farmers, Zhou Qingshan decided to execute the 200 most serious crimes among them in order to uphold law and order.

The remaining four hundred red-turbaned farmers were the ones who survived in the three great spiritual realms.

"There were only fifty-odd warriors in a team of ten thousand people who entered the country and crossed the eight hundred miles of wilderness. Now there are only a few survivors." Zhou Qingshan said to himself.

After the thirteenth month, there were countless first-level exotic beasts in the small Creek Ridge, let alone the wilderness.

In that seldom-visited place, not to mention first-order exotic beasts, second-order and even third-order exotic beasts are not uncommon, but those creatures will also avoid the spiritual realm where humans gather.

Mo Yanqiu walked to Zhou Qingshan's side, her voice calm and low:
"That demon is using humans as boats. It's like when it rains heavily, ants will spontaneously gather together to form an ant group, floating on the water, while the ants at the bottom will sacrifice themselves and drown."

After hearing this, Zhou Qingshan's eyes flashed with understanding, but it was immediately replaced by deeper worry.

He searched the Red Flame Magical Technique from the demon leader Zuo Shuai and read it roughly. Apart from the propaganda that everyone in the world is guilty, the rest is all brainwashing rhetoric, and also teaches people how to produce superior flesh and blood spirit seeds.

If the teachings of this red flame demon are not stopped, they will definitely become a great poison to the world.

Zhou Qingshan took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

Fearing that the red flame demon would attack again, Zhou Qingshan returned to the yard immediately and called over the psychic bird Cui Yu that was playing with the little flame bird, and reported his situation in detail to the City Lord's Mansion.

The psychic bird Cui Yu went to Black Cloud City with a first-class "red" alert.

It is better to let the city lord handle such a major matter.

The Red Flame Demon was able to stir up such a wave, so how could there not be a strong man behind him who could rival the Armed Forces Commander and the Armed Lord? The Red Haired Demon that I heard about on Wuyang Street that day, a mere warrior, was able to defeat the Lord of a city.

The demon Zuo Shuai will use evil magic again. If it weren't for the magic gourd in his hand to restrain the evil magic, given the strangeness of the skull head, at least half of the people in the territory would die, except for a few warriors who entered the territory and were able to activate their qi and blood and strength to protect themselves.

Afterwards, Zhou Qingshan began to clean up the battlefield, throwing away all 700 corpses as sacrifices to the Yunding chessboard, and unexpectedly obtained 1,100 essences.

Each of the warriors from the Red Flame Demon Clan who entered the country was equipped with a piece of precious weapon, mostly swords and guns, a total of twenty pieces of low- and medium-grade precious weapons, and two sets of medium-grade armor.

However, the smallest of the treasure weapons weighs 500 kilograms, which is not something that the blood coagulation guards can use, so Zhou Qingshan had to seal them up temporarily.

Then, Zhou Qingshan asked Uncle Zhao to recruit twenty guards for training. The guard team that first coagulated blood, with the occasional blessing of spiritual seeds and meals of exotic beasts, grew their source blood rapidly and was only one-third away from becoming an entry-level warrior.

Shengfeng Territory needs to have the power to protect itself in troubled times and needs more guards. It would be best to train soldiers like the Black Dragon Army's hundred cavalrymen who can condense their qi or fighting spirit.

For those guards and thunder knights who died in the battle, Zhou Qingshan held cremations for them and held solemn funerals for them near the barracks.

He personally used his divine power to place a huge stone into the ground and engraved the names of each victim on it to commemorate their bravery.

Do it all.

Zhou Qingshan then returned to the backyard, which had been expanded several times, and began to practice archery in order to concentrate his mind.

Mo Yanqiu washed off all the blood on his body outside, holding the Zhenyue Spear, and concentrated on practicing the most basic martial arts moves.

There was silence between the couple.

While treating the wounded, Master Mo heard about the Red Flame Demon, so he hurried to the inner courtyard to look for Zhou Qingshan and his wife. When Zhou Qingshan heard Master Mo's voice, he stopped practicing and walked out of the backyard to greet him.

"Father-in-law, why are you here?" Zhou Qingshan asked respectfully.

Facing Zhou Qingshan and Mo Yanqiu, Mr. Mo had a serious expression and said in a firm tone:

"Qingshan, Yanqiu, I was once a member of the Red Flame Army. Based on my understanding of them, this incident could not have been done by the Red Flame Army."

"Red Flame Army?"

Mo Yanqiu also stopped the Zhenyue Spear in her hand and walked over, with doubt in her eyes: "Father, who do you think is behind all this?"

Mo Lao's expression became more solemn. He seemed to be considering his words. Finally, he looked into the distance and said in a low voice: "I don't know either."

After he sent Gu Changfeng and Zhou Dingtian away, he planned to spend the rest of his life here and had long fallen behind in hearing about the news from the outside world.

Zhou Qingshan and Mo Yanqiu exchanged complicated looks and continued to ask about the Red Flame Army.

Mr. Mo was vague about the matter and it ended up being left unresolved.

The night was dark.

The heavy rain in the Yunding chessboard world suddenly stopped, leaving a dark sky.

Zhou Qingshan observed the chickens in the house and found nothing unusual.

Afterwards, Zhou Qingshan invested two hundred essences on the Yunding chessboard and successfully awakened his last two Calabash Brothers' magical powers. The seven souls returned to one, and the changes were not significant, but the gourd mark on his forehead turned into a striking silver-white color.

Among them, Sanwa's magical power gave him iron skin and bones, enough to resist the attacks of inferior mortal soldiers.

However, Liu Wa's magical power could not make him invisible. After some attempts, Zhou Qingshan found that it could only allow him to completely conceal his own aura.

In Mo Yanqiu's words, no matter where Zhou Qingshan was standing, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would hardly be able to detect his presence based on perception alone.

If this magical power had been awakened earlier, at least most of the first-level exotic beasts in Xipanling could have been saved.

Zhou Qingshan's body has fully recovered. He transports qi and blood every day, working hard to strengthen his source blood, hoping to become an entry-level warrior.

After experiencing this.

In order to prevent the monster from attacking again, Zhou Qingshan would sleep in the main house every day and would always activate Erwa's ear ability.

Any disturbance ten miles away from the spiritual realm would be noticed by him.

……

……

In a magnificent, solemn and dignified hall, a feminine young man in a sacrificial robe was sitting there. He had elegant manners, but was eating a heart that was still beating slightly. The scene was both weird and horrifying.

At this time, an old man walked into the hall. He glanced expressionlessly at the body of the maid lying on the ground with her heart cruelly dug out, and then respectfully reported the situation to the feminine young man.

"Your Highness, Imperial Master, all the great magicians of the Moon Worshipping Holy Cult..."

The old man's words haven't fallen yet.

"Hmm?" The feminine young man raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, stopped what he was doing, looked up at the old man with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

The old man felt the sudden change in the atmosphere, and his heart sank. He immediately changed his words and said, "The great mages of the Scarlet Flame Holy Church have instigated riots in seventeen cities, causing the deaths of at least tens of millions of people. However, the mages also paid a heavy price."

"Since we have suffered heavy losses, we should train more replacements. There are many hungry and desperate people in this world, and there are many people willing to join us." The feminine young man said lightly.

"Yes." The old man replied.

The feminine young man opened his mouth wide and swallowed the heart in one gulp. Then he slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, clapped his hands and laughed:

"Gu Changfeng and Zhou Dingtian of the Red Flame Army have caused such a big commotion. We should add fuel to the flames, build momentum for him, and help him declare war on the entire world. From now on, we are the Red Flame's destiny."

“Master, the Red Flame Army and some city lords have been killing our Holy Church everywhere, and seven of its branches have been eliminated.” The old man added, a hint of anxiety in his words.

The feminine young man smiled and said, "They have eradicated seven branches, and we will establish another twenty-seven. This move is exactly what the Holy King wants."

He faced the old man, with a hint of warning in his voice, "However, you must protect and cultivate the alien spirit seed. You must also carefully search for the destined alien, and don't miss any corner of the spiritual realm. If you delay the refining process of the elixir of immortality, the Saint King will blame you, and you know the consequences."

"Yes, I understand." The old man answered respectfully. There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously afraid of the Holy King's anger.

The feminine young man nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand, signaling him to leave. "Okay, go down."

The old man responded and left the hall, leaving the feminine young man sitting there quietly, his eyes deep.

“Hehe, everyone in the world thinks that we, the demon rebels, have deceived the Human King. However, he has the protection of the Divine Martial Destiny. Even if the demon god of our clan takes action, it will be difficult to shake his firm will.”

A playful female voice suddenly emerged in the young man's heart.

“It’s hard to understand.”

"Hu Ji, you are young and don't understand the fear of death that humans have."

The feminine young man explained with a scornful smile on his face, "How can a human king be satisfied with only a hundred years of life? He longs for eternal life, and secretly recruits those homeless monsters, attempting to pray for eternal life from the Thirteenth Moon by offering sacrifices to the God of Destiny. At the same time, he has also prepared a backup plan, asking us to refine the elixir of immortality for him."

“He was also worried that the inheritance of his ancestors would fall into the hands of others, so he wanted to collect the spiritual seeds and spiritual weapons from all over the world to support the city.” The feminine young man continued, “He even eliminated Jiang Tian for our tribe, giving us a chance to breathe.”

"Chiyan Zhenwu, he was a strong man who was able to suppress our clan, but he fell like this." Hu Ji's voice was filled with a hint of gloating. "Hu Ji will always remember the stunned expression on Jiang Tian's face when he found out that all this was the will of the king himself. It was really hilarious."

"We are actually auspicious signs in the eyes of the Human King?! We are fairy foxes, auspicious signs that the immortals in heaven took pity on us and sent to help this Saint King live forever, hahahaha."

"People are so cruel that they don't even try to hide it from their own people." The feminine young man sneered, "As for that so-called Saint King..."

"He longs for eternal life, so we will give him eternal life."

"Oh, Holy King..."

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　Thanks to book friend Xuantai for his support.

　　There have been some problems with my thinking recently. I have strayed too much from the topic and have not written many details. The author needs to think carefully about the ideas after Sheng Fengling.

　　
　
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