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Chapter 923: The Sword Recognizes Its Master, and Emei is Slandered Again! (Please Subscribe!)

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It is said that Hua Twelve was a little jealous of his two concubines. Li Yingqiong was practicing the "Golden Elixir" and Zhou Qingyun was practicing the "Yang Shen Chong Ju Zhi Shu". After a hundred days of practice, both women achieved success.

Li Yingqiong has successfully established his foundation in a hundred days. According to the standards in fairy tale novels, this is the innate starting point and the proper Qi training stage.

Zhou Qingyun also cultivated the Yin Spirit. With the Yin Spirit, he could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transform it into magic power, taking a step towards transcendence.

Hua Twelve was even depressed. They were indeed the two most outstanding heroes who wielded the purple and green swords in the original plot. Their talents were truly amazing!

Looking at himself again, he had just condensed the shadow of a sword blank, and it was unknown how long it would take for it to be fully formed.

After the two women established their foundation, Hua Shier thought of poaching from Emei again. The most powerful purple and green swords in this world were originally supposed to belong to Li Yingqiong and Zhou Qingyun. Now that the two women have successfully established their foundation, if they don't take the opportunity back, will they leave it to Emei?

Hua Shier went to find Li Jingxu specifically to ask about the Purple and Green Swords. The Boy of Bliss then told him what he knew about the Purple and Green Swords.

According to Master Jile, the purple and green swords are ancient treasures. There are two swords, one male and one female. The male is named Ziying and the female is named Qingsuo. They can be separated or combined and are extremely powerful.

During the Qin Dynasty, the Purple and Green Swords were obtained by the cultivator Ai Zhenzi. However, not long after obtaining them, Ai Zhenzi completed his practice and was about to ascend to heaven, and had no time to re-refine them.

Because the evil spirit of the twin swords had not yet dissipated and the twin swords themselves possessed spirituality, Ai Zhenzi simply buried the twin swords and two other treasures in the belly of Cuiping Peak of Wudang Mountain, waiting for the right person to receive them.

Ai Zhenzi also followed the original terrain of the mountain and opened two sword paths and a large hole in the belly of Cuiping Peak, and used magical powers to block it, so that the enemies could chase and stab each other inside all year round, fighting each other fiercely.

When the two swords break through all restrictions and return to their nest through the Upper Cave Sword Road, the evil spirit will be reduced by most. By then, the person who has a destiny with the two swords should come to them.

This place where treasures are stored is full of restrictions. Without great fortune and affinity, one cannot take it without permission.

At the end of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Ren Shou, the Changmei Zhenren, got the purple and green swords by chance, which he used to protect himself from evil.

When Master Changmei ascended to heaven, he felt that the two swords were too murderous, so he sealed up the Ziying Sword before he passed the tribulation and ascended to heaven. As for where it was sealed, others did not know. It is said that the magic sword chooses its master, and only those who are destined to have the magic sword can get it.

  After Li Jingxu finished explaining to Hua Twelve, he asked with great interest:

"Junior brother, I see you have shifty eyes and look sly and mean. Are you planning to take the Purple and Green Swords?"

  Hua Twelve was in a state of dismay:

"Brother, if you don't know how to talk, just say less. If you weren't so strong, you would easily get beaten to death if you talked like that, you know? I am handsome and unrestrained, but how come you say I am shifty and mean? You are describing a thief, right?"

The boy of bliss laughed loudly:

"You have set your sights on the Emei Divine Sword. I think you want to steal it. But this time, you can't steal it even if you want to. I, your senior brother, can't even find the place where Ren Shou hid the sword, let alone you!"

Hua Twelve chuckled: "That's not necessarily true!"

Through the words of Blissful Boy, Hua Twelve can be sure that the Purple and Green Swords in this world should be in Mangcang Mountain, just like in the original book.

The Ziying Sword should be in the abandoned baboon temple in the Mangcang Mountain. The Qingsuo Sword is more troublesome. It was sealed by the Changmei Zhenren in the underground lung under the Lingyu Cliff of the Mangcang Mountain, where the demon corpse Gu Chen is also suppressed.

Hua Shier smiled at Li Jingxu and asked, "Brother, if I knew where the Purple and Green Swords were, could you help me get them?"

  Li Jingxu was originally unconvinced, but seeing Hua Twelve's playful expression and tone, he suddenly had an idea and said with emotion:

"You kid don't really know the whereabouts of the Purple and Green Swords, do you?"

Hua Twelve smiled and said, "Don't ask so many questions, just tell me whether you want to help or not!"

  Li Jingxu looked tangled, and finally sighed:

"Forget it, I promised Changmei that I would not personally take action against Emei. The Purple and Green Swords are the opportunity that Changmei left for Emei. If I take action, wouldn't it be breaking my promise? This matter still depends on you!"

After he finished speaking, the boy of bliss let out a long sigh, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart, and he became beaming with joy again:

"But I believe you can do it. Go ahead. I'm waiting for your good news. I can imagine Changmei's expression when he got the news in Lingkong Immortal Realm. It must be very exciting!"

Hua Twelve turned around and walked away: "Really? If you're not going to help, why do you have so many lines? You're already quite old, why are you giving yourself more roles?"

The smile of the boy Ji Le froze suddenly. This was really the case that whoever gave her milk was her mother, and then she would immediately turn hostile if I said I didn’t help her. What a little bastard!

Hua Shier first found Li Yingqiong, intending to get the Ziying Sword, which was relatively easy to obtain, first.

He has the memory of Ye Gucheng in this world and knows that Mangcang Mountain is Dian Cang Mountain in the real world, located in the south of the colorful clouds and on the shore of Erhai Lake.

Moreover, when Ye Gucheng challenged the world's top masters, he had been to Mangcang Mountain, so Hua Twelve had relevant memories and had no shortage of coordinates for using the magic door.

He took out the random door in front of Li Yingqiong, which scared the girl. Hua Twelve did not explain. He held the door handle and called up Ye Gucheng's memories about Mangcang Mountain in his mind. Thinking about the scenery there, he pushed open the door and saw lush greenery, gullies and strange peaks on the opposite side.

"Don't be afraid, let's go!"

Hua Shier took Li Yingqiong's hand and walked out of the door.

Seeing that one step from the palace led to the deep mountains and old forests, Li Yingqiong was quite surprised when she saw it through the door just now. When she walked out and found herself in the middle of it, she couldn't help but exclaimed.

Li Yingqiong couldn't understand how opening a door in the palace could lead to another place. This kind of thing was simply beyond her understanding.

In fact, Hua Twelve used the magic door to bring Li Yingqiong and the others to the capital last time, but they didn't know it at that time. This time they were awake and experienced it for real, so they were quite surprised.

"Your Majesty, what is this place?"

Hua Twelve put away the Anywhere Door and chuckled, "This is Mangcang Mountain!"

Li Yingqiong opened her eyes wide and her mouth opened into an O shape. She couldn't believe that just one step could take her thousands of miles.

Hua Twelve held her hand and squeezed it: "This door is my secret, remember to keep it secret for me!"

Li Yingqiong nodded slowly, her eyes full of stars as she looked at Hua Twelve.

Hua Twelve held Li Yingqiong's slender waist, and flew into the air as the girl screamed again, using the Xiaoyao Yufeng skill to search for the abandoned mountain temple in the sky.

Although Li Yingqiong had successfully established her foundation and entered the extraordinary realm, it was her first time flying. She felt nervous, excited, and full of excitement. Looking at the scenery below her feet, she chattered non-stop to Hua Twelve.

Hua Shier smiled and responded casually, his eyes searching among the mountains.

The Mangcang Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, surrounded by mountains and water, with secluded and strange valleys. The mountains are covered with plum trees that are as big as a cat, lush green grass, and kingfishers singing. It is not easy to find an abandoned temple in this vast mountain.

Fortunately, Hua Twelve had Erlang Shen's Eyes, and he kept the microscope on throughout the whole process, and successfully found the location of the place before the sun set.

There was a temple faintly visible on the edge of a cliff. Hua Shier flew over and observed it carefully, confirming that it should be this temple.

The temple was not very big, and its walls had collapsed. Of the two doors, only one was left, lying on the ground. The paint on the door had almost peeled off due to erosion from wind and rain.

There is a bell tower in the courtyard. Only two of the four windows are left. On the large wooden frame below the tower hangs a big drum, and the red paint on the outside is bright and eye-catching.

From the collapsed corner of the hall, one can clearly see that there are still several coffins inside.

This temple has probably been left unattended for many years, which is why it has fallen into such a state of disrepair.

Hua Twelve had read "Swordsman of Shu Mountain" when he was a child, but he did not seek to understand the book thoroughly. He only read the interesting parts carefully and ignored the rest. Therefore, he only remembered that Li Yingqiong got the magic sword in this temple in the original plot, but he did not know the exact location of the magic sword. He landed and searched the temple carefully but found nothing. He even took out the metal detector, but it was still in vain.

Li Yingqiong followed behind him and asked curiously, "I wonder what the emperor is looking for. I can help the emperor find it!"

Hua Shier slapped his forehead. Didn't he bring Li Yingqiong here just because she was the 'destined one' for the Ziying Sword? Then why did he waste all this time?

Just as they were about to explain everything to Li Yingqiong, the clouds in the sky suddenly changed and it started to rain. The rain was fast and heavy, and the temple was leaking everywhere. Hua Twelve and the others were not afraid, but the rain made it muddy everywhere, and it was not easy to continue searching. So they simply used the magic door to return to the palace and wait until the clouds and rain stopped before coming back.

When I opened the door again, it was completely dark.

Hua Shier told Li Yingqiong that there was an opportunity for her in the temple and she needed to find it herself, so he asked her to look for it carefully.

Li Yingqiong was originally the daughter of a knight. She practiced martial arts since childhood and now she is cultivating immortals. She is very courageous. Although it is a deserted temple in a desolate mountain, she is eager to try.

Hua Twelve warned: "It may be dangerous, but you should try your best to deal with it yourself. If your life is in danger, I will protect you. Go!"

He stepped on the ground and flew to the tree outside the temple. He took out a bottle of beer and watched the show while drinking.

Strangely enough, just after Hua Twelve left, a pale skeleton arm stretched out from the ruins of the temple.

The arm propped itself up on the ruins, and a corpse that looked extremely decayed stood up. The skull had red eyes, green hair all over its body, and white bones. It had two long arms like bird claws, and it pounced towards Li Yingqiong as soon as it stood up.

Li Yingqiong was in constant danger, so she brought her sword with her this time. She drew her sword and stabbed the evil spirit in the heart. With a ding, the sword broke, and sparks flew out of the evil spirit's body, but the skin was not even hurt. It turned out that the evil spirit was an invulnerable green-haired zombie.

The green-haired zombie paused slightly and then continued to pounce on Li Yingqiong.

Seeing that the zombie was invulnerable to swords and guns, Li Yingqiong knew that there was no way to defeat it, so he simply used his lightness skills to jump onto the bell tower in the courtyard of the ruined temple.

Just as he stood firmly, the coffin in the dilapidated temple hall made a creaking sound, followed by several loud bangs, which was obviously the sound of the coffin lid falling to the ground.

Then three identical zombies jumped out from the hall, all with green hair, red eyes, and white bones. They stretched out bird claws, rushed out, and screamed and jumped towards Li Yingqiong on the bell tower.

Although Li Yingqiong was brave, she was a little nervous when she saw so many undead creatures. She looked at her man in the tree outside and saw Hua Twelve waving at her:

"My beloved, I support you spiritually!"

This sentence almost broke Li Yingqiong's defense, and even the panic she had just felt faded a little.

After calming down again, Li Yingqiong began to think about where her opportunity lay as Hua Shier had mentioned.

She searched everywhere in the bell tower, and suddenly she saw a hole in the belly of the Buddha in the shrine of the bell tower, which was emitting a faint green light. She immediately reached into the Buddha's belly and took out something like a sword handle with a talisman on it. It was neither made of gold nor stone, and was of ancient craftsmanship. It was dark green and less than seven or eight inches long.

  She held the hilt of the sword and waved to Hua Twelve outside the temple:

"Your Majesty, is this it?"

Hua Twelve could see it clearly in the moonlight and said, "This is the hilt. There should be a blade as well. Look for it!"

Li Yingqiong stood on the bell tower and looked around. Suddenly her eyes focused. She felt that the big drum hanging on the wooden frame below the bell tower, with its bright red paint, seemed too abrupt.

At this time, the four zombies seemed to be angered by the two men's unscrupulous attitude, and they jumped up at the same time and rushed towards the bell tower.

These zombies were all very strong, and when four of them hit the tower at the same time, it collapsed.

Li Yingqiong remained calm in the face of danger, and flew down, stepping on the big drum in the air like a flying horse stepping on a swallow. The big drum broke into pieces, and a white wooden box about three feet long and four or five inches square fell out after the drum broke.

The wooden box and Li Yingqiong fell to the ground almost at the same time. The four zombies turned around and pounced towards this side, but the lid of the wooden box was shaken open after it fell to the ground. A purple light rushed up, and the purple light was like a dragon but not a dragon. It circled around the waists of the four zombies. After a few screams, the four green-haired zombies were cut in two and fell to the ground.

The purple dragon killed the zombie and turned around to pounce on Li Yingqiong again.

Li Yingqiong's hair stood on end instantly. She sensed the danger and turned to run. Hua Twelve reminded her from the tree:

"Hit it with the hilt of your sword!"

He knew that the purple dragon was the blade of the Purple Ying Sword, and he vaguely remembered that in the original plot, Li Yingqiong was chased all over the mountain, but he couldn't get rid of the purple dragon. It seemed that he smashed it with the hilt of the sword, and the hilt and the blade became one, and only then did he get the complete Purple Ying Sword, so he spoke up to remind him.

Upon hearing this, Li Yingqiong suddenly jumped up while still running, turned 180 degrees in the air, and used a hidden weapon technique to smash the hilt of the sword at the purple dragon.

The next moment, with a dragon roar, the purple dragon and the hilt merged into one, turning into a long sword with a brilliant purple light.

But what Hua Shier didn't expect was that after the Ziying Sword merged, it did not recognize its master, but instead seemed to have murderous intent.

The Ziying sword was suspended in the air and shook. It emitted a dazzling purple light over ten feet long and slashed towards Li Yingqiong's neck.

"How brave!"

Hua Shier knew that the Ziying Sword was as fast as lightning, and it would be too late for him to rescue Li Yingqiong by using other means now. So he no longer hid his means and directly used the divine light of Erlang Shen's Eye, that is, the Laser Eye.

Two laser beams as thick as a bowl hit the Ziying Sword directly. With a bang, the Ziying Sword flew far away, and the sword light of more than ten feet away was all shattered by the impact of the laser beams.

The Ziying Sword turned around and slashed towards Hua Twelve, but the next moment, for some unknown reason, it turned around and slashed towards Li Yingqiong again.

Hua Shier had already flown over at this time, holding the M500 in his hand and fired several shots at the Ziying Sword.

The Ziying Sword is an immortal sword and an acquired spiritual treasure, so it naturally cannot be damaged by firearms. However, the magic-breaking property of the M500 came into play. After a few shots, the light of the immortal sword that had just escaped from the trap dimmed a little.

As if realizing that the situation was hopeless, the Ziying Sword gave up on hurting people and transformed into a purple dragon again, ready to fly away.

As a result, two laser beams attacked, shattered the dragon shape, and knocked the Ziying sword dozens of feet away.

Hua Twelve would naturally not let go of the Purple Ying Sword that was about to be obtained, so he flew up directly, looking down from above, and emitted laser beams from his eyes, suppressing the Purple Ying Sword, bombarding it continuously, while shouting:

"Do you accept it or not?"

The light of the Ziying Sword became dimmer and dimmer. Although it was a divine sword, there was no one controlling it at the moment, and without the support of mana, its power was greatly reduced. In the end, it chose the one who knew the times as a hero and sent out a divine thought expressing its willingness to surrender. It became scared because it felt the breath of destruction and sensed the danger.

I have to say that the feeling of the Purple Ying Sword was correct. The laser light was endless. Hua Twelve could bombard it for a day or two without feeling tired. In the end, the only thing that was broken was the Purple Ying Sword.

After Hua Shier stopped attacking, the Ziying Sword became obedient, fell in front of Li Yingqiong, and stuck in the ground, as if waiting for her to pick it up.

Li Yingqiong looked at Hua Twelve, who gave her an encouraging look. She then reached out and picked up the sword. She actually felt a sense of telepathy as if the sword had recognized its master.

At the moment when the magic sword recognized its master, at the Ningbi Cliff of Mount Emei, the people of Emei were discussing countermeasures to deal with the slander.

Miaoyi Zhenren suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and felt that something bad was happening to Emei. When he was about to make a calculation, the Laughing Monk ran in from outside with an anxious look on his face, shouting:

"It's bad. There are rumors out there that Master Uncle J killed a 168-year-old woman. Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain and Master Banbian of Wudang Mountain have issued a decree, saying that our Emei is a demonic sect and that all cultivators in the world should destroy it."

  Qi Shuming almost spat out a mouthful of blood. A hundred and sixty-eight years old is just a skeleton. How could anyone believe this?

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