Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 339 "Double Repair"

"No," Luo Chuan shook his head after hearing the words of the national teacher, "The Mangshan Ghost King has always been cunning. When we arrived at Tianjie, it must not be there anymore.

"But if my deduction is correct, its ultimate target today must be Zichen Palace and His Majesty the Emperor.

"We set off for the palace immediately, and we must be able to intercept it."

"Then do as you say." The national teacher said.

Then he paused for a moment, and then asked again: "Where did Duke Yan go? The Luoshui Conference is over, why hasn't he shown up yet?"

A helpless smile appeared on Luo Chuan's face, and he pointed to a figure that suddenly appeared on the bronze mirror: "I think...he may have stood on the opposite side of the Great Qi Dynasty."

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After setting off from the mansion, Zhao Changying also came to Tianjie, where he met the ghost king of Mangshan who was holding a "Jingshan Bi" and surrounded by black smoke.

"Are you here?" Mangshan Ghost King turned his head to look at him, releasing the terrifying aura of a "fierce god"-level ghost from his body.

"I'm here." Zhao Changying looked into its eyes and said calmly.

"Then let's go to the palace and let the Emperor Daqi pay with his blood!" The ghost king of Mangshan showed resentment in his eyes, as if recalling the scene of the fall of the capital of Dachu many years ago.

Mangshan Ghost King was originally born out of the obsession with subjugating the country.The meaning of its existence is to avenge the Great Chu Dynasty.

Zhao Changying didn't speak.

He couldn't help but see the figure of his late wife Qu Qingqiu in his mind, thinking of the gentle and charming smile on the corner of her mouth when she was arranging his shirt for him many years ago.

Inadvertently, his eyes drifted to the distance, and he glanced in the direction of "Huansha Lane".

He knew that was where his wife had been killed.

"Qingqiu, if I unfortunately die in the palace today," he said silently in his heart, "then we can meet again in the underworld."

Afterwards, one person and one ghost, one with a terrifying appearance surrounded by black air, and one with a majestic appearance like a god of war, walked side by side towards the gate of Zichen Palace.

Those Imperial Guard soldiers guarding the imperial city, whether they were real human soldiers or puppet soldiers attached to the "Dragon Formation", could not stop their footsteps.

The eighth-level "True Monarch" can rely on his own "Tao" to evolve a domain of Dao rules of his own, and formulate rules in the domain, life and death.When low-level monks meet them, they are like ants meeting elephants, and they have no resistance at all.

Zhao Changying has been hiding her true cultivation for a long time.

Today, he was finally able to fully unleash his own strength, and he felt hearty.

But he still has doubts in his heart--

Luojing City is already in chaos, even the ghosts have killed the gate of the imperial city, why did Emperor Tianxing still not show his face?
Is it because he has reached a critical period of strength breakthrough and feels that retreating and practicing is more important than defending the capital?

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Royal vault.

After the Mangshan Ghost King left, Gu Xu and Zhao Yan tried various methods, such as breaking the empty beads, space rune arrays and brute force cracking methods, but they failed to break the space spell left by the Mangshan Ghost King and left here.

Zhao Yan's face was very pale.

At this moment, she folded her arms around her knees and sat slumped on the ground, her eyes fixed on the broken "flint" in the cabinet in front of her for a long time.

She felt as if a layer of fog had formed in front of her eyes, sight, hearing, smell...all senses became dull.A strong, unprecedented sense of fatigue swept over her body.Her mind was buzzing, and her thoughts were entangled like a mess, and she didn't bother to untie the knots.

"I didn't expect that Zhao Yan, who is usually rebellious like a Valkyrie, would show such a weak and helpless appearance," Gu Xu looked at her, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, "It seems that the shattering of the 'Flint', and Yan Guogong's words dealt a much more serious blow to her than I imagined."

"Miss Zhao, are you okay?" He found a place near her and sat down, and said, "I think there's something wrong with your face."

Zhao Yan turned her head, glanced at him, and said without thinking, "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me."

Using a calm and indifferent expression and words to cover up the fragility and hesitation deep in her heart, and shutting out the concerns of others has long been a habit that has been deeply rooted in Zhao Yan's bones for many years.

But after she finished speaking, she regretted it a little.

Because when Gu Xu stopped talking to her, but lowered his head and began to study a strange fan-shaped object, she felt that the whole warehouse instantly became extremely dark and extremely silent, like a coffin buried in the soil, making her feel She experienced a dull, haunting gloom, a true loneliness.

So she pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "Gu Daoyou, can you understand this kind of feeling... the goal you have been pursuing for a long time suddenly becomes meaningless, becomes an empty talk, a joke?"

Hearing her words, Gu Xu conceived a scene in his mind: After reaching the seventh level, he thought he could extend his life, but ended up going crazy and died suddenly.

Then he nodded.

Zhao Yan continued: "From what my father said, you should already know that revenge for my mother has always been my wish.

"As a sixth-level cultivator, she was able to defeat a hundred in the frontier battlefield, not losing to a man. However, she was killed in Huansha Lane, Luojing City in the ninth year of Tianxing. The capital defense team failed to protect her body. It is safe, and the government has been unable to investigate the identity of the murderer for a long time.

"I was under five years old at that time. Before that, I was actually very lazy and playful. My father sent instructor Cai to teach me marksmanship. I didn't like it, so I played hide-and-seek with them and hid in the cellar or stable for a whole day. Come out, giving them a headache.

"And after that, they all said that I seemed to be a different person, a complete 'martial idiot', who likes to fight with people all day long. Even if the opponent is one or two realms higher than me, I am not afraid .

"They think that I have enlightened and awakened the fighting nature of the northerners.

"But I know in my heart that the person who killed my mother is very powerful in terms of power and strength. If I don't become strong enough, there is no possibility of avenging her.

"At that time, my father was a heavy drinker, drunk all day long and indifferent to my mother's death; his subordinates also followed his instructions and never mentioned things about my mother in front of me.

"I thought, apart from me, no one in this world misses her anymore..."

Having said that, Zhao Yan sighed lightly.

Perhaps it was because the imperial vault was blocked by the Mangshan Ghost King, so she didn't know what to do for a while; maybe it was because of Gu Xu's familiar face, which unknowingly aroused her desire to talk; or maybe it was All kinds of thoughts choked in her throat, making her want to spit it out.

Zhao Yan's words became much more than usual, and she told Gu Xu many words that were pent up in her chest and she didn't want to share with others.

"It's just that, Daoyou Gu, you also know what happened next." After a pause, she smiled stiffly and continued, "My father's appearance as a drunkard is simply pretended by him. He has been hiding it from me for a long time. Breakthrough to the eighth realm.

"In front of him, all my preparations, plans, and accusations against him are like a clown's behavior, a child's play."

Gu Xu could understand her mood.A young genius with strong self-esteem like her always puts herself on an equal footing with her elders, thinking that she can be on her own.But the video of Yan Guogong Zhao Changying inadvertently shook her self-confidence.

"In the eyes of most parents, children will never grow up," Gu Xu thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe because the enemy is too powerful, he wants to protect you and keep you out of it."

"I understand what you're saying," Zhao Yan took a deep breath, and raised her voice a little, "Let's be honest, Daoyou Gu... Actually, the most difficult thing for me to accept is not his treatment of me. Concealment, but the cooperation between him and Mangshan Ghost King.

"The Ghost King of Mang Mountain... that is the evil ghost who once killed many innocent people. Even the genius monks of the previous generation of 'Shenji Camp' were buried in its hands, tortured and turned into worse-than-life Dead 'Ghost Attendant'.

"Think about it, Fellow Daoist Gu, today my father brought the Mangshan Ghost King into Luojing City and destroyed the 'Tianlong Formation', how many ordinary people will die?
"I really hate Daqi's royal family, and I really want to avenge my mother, but this is only the grievances between Daqi and Dayan, the Xiao family and the Zhao family.

"I don't want to involve the Mangshan Ghost King, I don't want the blood of the common people to be stained on my hands, I don't want the Zhao family to stand against the entire human race and become a sinner in the history of the human race.

"In that case, how will the world view us? How will the deceased mother view us? How will the innocent souls who died in disasters in Luojing City view us today? How will the history books record what we have done today?"

After saying these words, she was silent for a few seconds, stretched out her hands to straighten her messy temple hair, and her chest was surging.

"Gu Daoyou, I was a little too excited just now, I made you laugh."

Gu Xu noticed that her pale cheeks were still indifferent, but her eye sockets were moist.A crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye, rolled to her bright red lips, and then was roughly wiped away by her hands without leaving any trace.

He never denied that Zhao Yan was a peerless beauty.But he had never felt that she could be so vividly beautiful like this time, so beautifully real.

"Maybe I can help you." He pondered for a moment, then said.

"Help me?" Zhao Yan looked at her and asked softly, "Help me what?"

"The broken patterns on the 'Flint' are somewhat similar to the exercises I practice. I suspect they have the same origin," Gu Xu replied, "Maybe, I can try to simulate the law of the 'Flint' to help You awaken the power of your blood."

"Are you serious?" Zhao Yan looked into his eyes seriously.

The light in her pupils overlapped with the reflection of the candles in the room, like fireflies flying in the afterglow of the setting sun, coquettish and beautiful.

"I can only say, I'll try it, but I can't guarantee that I will succeed," Gu Xu said, "However, I also need you to do one thing for me."

"What is it?" Zhao Yan said without hesitation, "As long as it is within my ability, I will try my best to help you."

Like a warm flame ignited in the cold ashes, Gu Xu's words made Zhao Yan see a glimmer of hope again, and made her beautiful eyes shine again.

With her character, even if the hope is very slim, even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, she will do whatever it takes to catch it.

Therefore, she restrained her curiosity, and instead of asking about the origin of Gu Xu's exercises, she simply asked about the conditions.

"I have found a suitable natal object, and I am ready to break through the fourth realm. Maybe after breaking through, I can find a way to leave here," Gu Xu said, "But in the process of breaking through, I cannot be disturbed by the outside world. I need you Help me protect the law."

"No problem." Zhao Yan readily agreed.

In her opinion, this small possibility is nothing compared to the possibility of awakening the bloodline.

Then, the two sat down cross-legged facing each other.

Gu Xu stretched out his right hand first.

Zhao Yan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her right hand to join his palm.

Her hands were slender and fair, soft and cool to the touch, and glowed like pearls under the candlelight, like a carefully crafted work of art.

They closed their eyes together.

Gu Xu began to run the "Red Flame True Jue", while Zhao Yan silently recited the "Nirvana Sutra".

Zhao Yan originally thought that she would instinctively reject the physical contact of the opposite sex as before—this was a physical problem she had always had since the year before her mother's death.

But maybe it was because of the special situation today, maybe it was because of the inexplicable sense of familiarity that Gu Xu gave her, or maybe it was because her disgust was overwhelmed by another stronger feeling... She didn't have any feelings for Gu Xu. The touch produces resistance.

At this moment, the meridians of the two seemed to be connected by a mysterious force, and the scorching true essence began to circulate in their bodies, forming a complete set of meridians.

The true essence of "Nirvana Sutra" is light, bright, and blazing, like the rays of the sun;
And Gu Xu's improved "Red Flame True Art" has thick, rich, and deep true essence, like magma flowing underground.

The two merge together, just like the confluence of Wei and Wei, and the intersection of yin and yang.

The "Sacred Fire Totem" on Zhao Yan's body lit up, and the "Hui Lu" rune in Gu Xu's knowledge sea also lit up.

But different from before, the "Holy Fire Totem" on Zhao Yan's body at this moment is not static.

It seems that there is an invisible paintbrush, on her swan-like neck, on her white and plump shoulders, on her round and slender jade legs... and more invisible places blocked by the red skirt, outline Out of a new, complex, elegant lines.

She faintly felt that the "Sacred Fire Totem" on her body had always been incomplete, and it was not until today that it became complete and could display its true power.

And Gu Xu also unconsciously entered a state of epiphany.

From Zhao Yan, he seems to have found another opportunity to improve "The True Art of Red Flame".

(End of this chapter)