The Hundred Demons Sect Main Helm is located in a scenic and remote asteroid belt.
It is quite a distance from the Four Continents, with no public transportation service except for a few private lines by Xiao.
This private paradisiacal retreat of Mr. Xiao is uniquely decorated, with a rustic and grand landscape.
It does not use ordinary timber and brick structures, nor does it adopt the majestic and solemn model houses of the Immortal Realm.
Instead, it boldly uses the artistic style of petrified remains.
The entire asteroid belt is comprised of petrified carcasses of varied shapes and species.
At the core of the asteroid belt is a giant human-shaped head, which serves as Mr. Xiao's master bedroom.
Aside from the basic humanoid type, there are more in animal forms, as well as unnaable peculiarities.
Mixed together, they would make an archaeologist vomit and a biologist weep.
The "Two-layered Face" Zhang Ze and his team brought back ho is considered of fine appearance here.
These petrified remains, like that "Two-layered Face," possess various magical abilities.
With the aid of these amazing abilities, Mr. Xiao was able to construct this place called the Hundred Demons Sect Main Helm by outsiders in Outer Heaven.
However, things are not pleasant here now.
The originally intact asteroid belt of petrified carcasses is now split in two.
The smaller left half has been completely occupied by Chen Qianhu, Mr. Chen.
And the hoowner Mr. Xiao, to prevent Mr. Chen from entering and slaying him with a sword, had no choice but to retreat and seek peace through territory concession.
Before Chen Qianhu could react, he destroyed the connecting passage to the Four Continents over there, also isolating his core area from it.
Chen Qianhu is like being trapped on an isolated island in Outer Heaven; he can't cross, and Xiao Jing's left hand dare not co out.
This situation has persisted for over a year, and because there is no property managent here, no one has co to diate their conflict.
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On the left, Chen Qianhu seized the area by his own ability.
During this year, he has largely figured out the situation of his area.
He also has so guesses about these amazing petrified remains.
Currently, he stands atop a giant palm, which has seven fingers and a mouth in the palm through which Spiritual Qi flows continuously.
Under normal circumstances, this bit of Spiritual Qi would be useless, but now it is crucial.
Although Mr. Chen is Mahayana, he cannot truly be as inexhaustible as an endless energy source in this Outer Heaven.
The main reason is he exercises intensively every day.
Because he needs to slash people.
He swings his sword hundreds of tis a day, which is quite a challenge.
For the first thirty tis, he slashes at the black stone leg not far from him, using the obtained black stone as mail to the Four Continents.
For the subsequent hundreds of tis, he slashes at Xiao Jing's master bedroom, the giant's head located at the core on the right side of the asteroid belt.
Although currently, he cannot break past the defenses set by Xiao Jing's left hand, he continues the swinging and chest-expanding exercise without interruption daily, like clocking into work.
He's idle anyway; why not do so slashing?
However, lately, Mr. Chen feels sowhat troubled.
Because, for unknown reasons, Xiao Jing's left hand changed tactics; instead of fully defending, it redirected so focus to intercept the black stones he throws to the Four Continents.
The interception was quite successful; a shuttle crab-shell-like petrified carcass controlled by Emperor Xiaojing swims back and forth to intercept those black stones one by one.
To prepare for a long-term strategy, Chen Qianhu has currently stopped sending letters; he collects those black stones and piles them up for future use.
After swinging his sword for the last ti today, Chen Qianhu sheathed his sword and turned to look behind him.
It's ti to clock off and write his daily report.
Even though he has a foothold, long dwelling in Outer Heaven still affects Chen Qianhu's mory and Divine Soul.
He needs so thods to anchor himself.
A cow leg inserted between the giant hand's fingers, the cow leg is hairless and remains mirror-like smooth even petrified.
The ability of this cow leg is sowhat similar to that of the black stone; it can reflect hearts, although this cow leg mirror serves only for recording.
Simple recording, and everlasting.
The cow leg mirror contains many people's mories, mostly from the ancient populace.
Largely due to adoration, ancient folks' records are all related to sacrificial adoration, not petty matters.
For example:
Today is sunny, kill three hundred Qiang tribesn for the ancestors' pleasure.
Today rains heavily, kill three hundred Qiang tribesn for the ancestors' pleasure.
Today fought, great victory, captured seven hundred Qiang prisoners, killed them later for the ancestors' pleasure.
The actual prayers are certainly more solemn, with more words, but that is Mr. Chen's understanding.
Their sacrifice is simply to please the ancestors.
As for Chen Qianhu himself, he has no opinions on the Qiang tribe or these ancient people and no reverence for this cow leg mirror.
So he records only his discoveries made in the past year here, and so daily trivial matters.
Such as the abilities of these petrified remains, what he achieved today, any new discoveries, and the copy of "Taoist Path to Heaven" given by Zhang Ze.
The hardcover version given by Zhang Ze has been completely torn into strips by him.
He feels that such a boring thing matches this boring Outer Heaven well; if forgotten here because of his carelessness, it would be a pity.
Etching onto the cow leg, leaving it here forever, is quite nice as well.
Looking at the cow leg mirror, Chen Qianhu first notes down the number of slashes he made today.
After recording, he begins writing his new discoveries.
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