The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

"Blood River Divine Book"? It sounds like a top-notch martial art, and it's different from ordinary books. It might give me some inspiration. Zhao Qing glanced at the new master with interest, and took the time to reply to Xia Mi's information about Fang Xuanyuan and others' crimes with the Lingxi Jade Talisman.

Although the sword world is incredibly vast in mind and spirit, it is still far from reaching its peak state because it was only recently opened up, the "sword grass" initially planted and the limited length of reincarnation time.

Therefore, its significant range of influence in the outside world is currently only ten miles in radius, and it needs more formation materials to continue to expand. The scene that looks as huge as a galaxy is just a special effect projected by the mind, the manifestation of the artistic conception of "Sword Tomb".

In her estimation, only by carefully refining the current set of "Selfless and Formless Qianyuan Sword Pill Array" according to the changes of the Five Elements and the positive and negative double layers into twelve groups, with ten sets in each group and one yuan of mercury gold sword pills in each group, can the threshold of truly unleashing the full power of this "magic power" be reached.

However, the sword tomb field, which was less than 10% mature, was able to kill three masters in the blink of an eye and seriously injure one, instantly reducing the enemy's overall strength by half, which was also an unimaginable result.

It's like cheating, creating an insurmountable gap between them and ordinary practitioners.

"Oh! Are you really so eager to come up and die?" Seeing from afar some people from the fifth and sixth realms lurking in the surroundings, or some who were already hostile, but were tempted by the huge sum of money by the armored old man, and rushed over ignorantly without knowing the situation, Zhao Qing sighed lightly and moved his fingertips.

I saw the remnants of the "Wuchao" talisman formation that had just been shattered, and some blue-black broken talisman lines that were floating and dissipating in the air, all changed and reorganized into dark sword talismans in the next moment, and scattered large amounts of cold sword light that seemed to be able to swallow up the light.

In an instant, blood flew everywhere, heads rolled down, and countless corpses fell to the ground, all of them killed by sword stabs in the vital points.

Even those who wore heavy armor of true essence or had reached the sixth realm of life were no exception. They were completely unable to mount an effective defense and died as easily as mowing the grass.

This is another effect of the Samsara Sword Realm. Through the resonance of thousands of sword intentions and mental shock, the practitioners in the range will fall into a dazed state similar to "enlightenment". The control over the body and true energy will be greatly reduced in a short period of time. Without any preparation, they will be defeated one after another.

The interaction between heaven and man is the process in which people's spiritual thoughts gradually enter into a state of synchronization with the outside world. It is a process in which people's mind actively adapts. Conversely, if the "mind" of heaven and earth can be made to actively interact with people, it can also affect people's mind and will.

This special kind of "communication between heaven and man" is different from ordinary communication with divine thoughts and memory infusion. It must be based on the original foundation of the world. It cannot be content that is not in the "material library", and the controller of the world cannot temporarily add new materials that do not fit the situation.

For example, a proper sword world cannot make people feel the knife, which has certain limitations, but the scope and efficiency are extremely amazing and can leave a deeper impression.

Theoretically, Zhao Qing could allow the Samsara Sword Realm to quickly input chaotic and crazy sword scriptures into thousands of people, forcibly overwriting their original cultivation memories, causing serious mental pollution, obsession, and even directly giving birth to sword slaves and sword ghosts who only knew how to kill.

Perhaps to go further, it is not necessary to specially compile a group of skills that will cause frenzy. Even if those moderate and peaceful sword manuals are stuffed into the opponent's brain, they will most likely be randomly interspersed in the opponent's past memories, messing them up and becoming harmful rather than helpful.

Only high-precision and meticulous mental operations, such as the "Sword of Cutting Thoughts and Correcting Deviations", can truly ensure a secret technique with a positive effect.

Of course, if one practices coordinated mind-control methods, sets aside some blank memory “files” for storage and organizes them in advance, and has excellent spiritual practice, normal transmission can also be achieved, which is similar to the standard of pure mind required for “initiatory power.”

"Ah! My head... hurts so much!" A sixth-level master who luckily survived, covered his broken arm that was bleeding profusely, screamed with a distorted face, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness. He could not understand what kind of person he had encountered and why he had lost consciousness for a moment.

He was attracted by the rare Grandmaster battle and originally only wanted to observe the mysterious sword moves of both sides and sense the flow and changes of vital energy from a distance, but he became anxious because the battlefield was closed by the talisman formation.

When the magic circle collapsed, he inexplicably developed the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation and wanted to attack and kill the disadvantaged party to recover some of the "losses".

However, this practitioner in the sixth realm had never imagined that his emotions had actually been influenced by others. First, he was induced to have evil thoughts in his heart and no longer be cautious. Then, he hit his head against the iron plate and was slightly affected. His life was hanging by a thread. The blood from his broken arm gushed out like a fountain with no sign of stopping.

At the same time, the armored old man who claimed to offer a reward for the "Blood River Divine Book" was sneering secretly not far away.

Then, an extremely terrifying murderous intent burst out from his body, and the chain hammer wielded in his hand was surrounded by increasingly rich and dense blood-red energy, and it blasted towards Zhao Qing from a distance.

Following this seemingly ordinary action, faint blood-colored lines strangely appeared on the nearby roofs and ground, generating a pulling force on the blood flowing in the surrounding area, rapidly drawing away the blood of those practitioners who had suffered heavy casualties as soon as they approached, and forming a turbid river of blood in mid-air.

It was the infamous "Blood River Formation that Locks Souls" recorded in the "Blood River Divine Book".

Once activated, it can extract the essence and blood from the bodies of the creatures in the formation, turning it into a rolling river of blood, greatly enhancing the caster's cultivation and combat power. As long as the blood river does not dissipate, the blessing will be endless. It is extremely strange, unpredictable, insidious and vicious, and is often used as a last resort after a massacre and blood sacrifice.

And this old man in armor has incorporated the mystery of the "Breaking Dam Sword" into it. He uses the heavy chain hammer, carrying a river of blood and an unstoppable impact, trying to blast through Zhao Qing's extremely powerful sword defense.

The characteristics of Tian Qi's martial arts and the effect of the weapon were such that as long as it caused a scratch or broke the skin, it would corrode and drain all her blood.

"To warn the thousands of sects and hundreds of millions of people in the Great Chu, don't let the affairs of a country hang in the hands of outsiders and repeat the mistakes of the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties. I am willing to die for the sake of admonishment and take the risk of assassination. But how can the affairs of the world go as one wishes? I just hope to have a clear conscience!"

On the top of the tower on the other side, the old and hoarse voice of Taoist Ku Yu exploded in the ears of everyone present. His entire aura changed from the original miserable and sad look to one that was bleak, solemn and dignified.

Obviously, this veteran master who has been famous for many years has made up his mind to die and burn his life into a torch to illuminate the future of Da Chu to resist the "evil" who usurps power, even if this light is faint, short-lived, and even not recognized by most people.

As a pure conservative, Taoist Ku Yu was extremely resistant to any major changes to the Great Chu Dynasty and always insisted on maintaining the old order. Although he had not gained any benefits from the original interest system, he usually lived a secluded life like a farmer.

This is a typical feudal diehard, a spiritual leader among the conservative practitioners. He thinks he is serving the country and sacrificing for the people, but in fact he is just a target. His death will arouse resentment among the people, making people feel indescribable helplessness.

Before he finished speaking, his body turned into a gray afterimage. With a fearless and regretless, desperate attitude, he stepped on the heavy air waves and rushed straight towards Zhao Qing.

The two natal swords swirled around each other, creating a sword rain that was a mixture of warm and cool air and cold and chilly. The autumn rain filled the sky and all the flowers were gone, the cold wave began to stir, the mind turned into ice and destroyed everything, the body died but the spirit remained intact!
At the last moment of his life, Taoist Ku Yu's "mind and spirit were united, thoughts and sword were connected", and his realm seemed to have a trend of breakthrough. The sorrow in the sword surged like a raging tide, Ku Yu turned into a sword, and all thoughts were lost, as if he wanted all living beings in the world to experience the suffering and despair in his past life.

At the same time, the master of talismans of Yanyou Prison Sect also made up his mind. The flesh and blood on the five fingers of his right hand quickly withered and collapsed, revealing the talisman threads inside that were oozing with brown blood. Then, like burning incense, they quickly burned up, releasing all the true energy stored in them.

A dark knife mark appeared in the air and spread towards Zhao Qing silently, as if it was going to cut through the entire space and sever the various vital energy laws that permeated the world!
With the help of a "life true talisman" that was based on disordered qi and blood meridians and had been nurtured and refined in his fingers for a long time, this seventh-level talisman master instantly stimulated a power far beyond that of most seventh-level practitioners in the world, and even touched the eighth level. He shrank in the corner and slashed out with a "Formless Demon Subduing Talisman Yuantian Sword".

The price he paid was that his own true energy had torn countless wounds into his meridians, and the powerful impact caused the broken vital energy to wander around in the severely damaged meridians in his body, constantly invading them. In the next ten years or so, he might fall and remain at the sixth level of cultivation.

These three are all strong masters, two bright and one dark, both good and evil. Although they are forced to do so by the situation, their cooperation with each other is perfect. Several introverted and contracted artistic conceptions are naturally connected into one, "cast and solidified" to avoid being broken one by one, and then performing the previous moves.

Especially Taoist Ku Yu, knowing that he could not fight for long, was willing to sacrifice himself as bait. He used up all the vital energy in his body in one move and rushed to the front, just to get a chance to injure Zhao Qing.

There are very few people in this world who can see so many powerful masters joining forces to attack. The grand aura that pours out in an instant, the perfect flow of vital energy, and the mysterious transformation are all extremely beautiful scenes for any practitioner with insight.

So when he sensed that the three killing moves of the blood river bursting its banks, the bitter rain turning into swords, and the Fu Yuan Tian Dao were approaching, Zhao Qing just smiled slightly, and then used his sword as a pen and his thoughts as ink, and began a mysterious description that did not involve the use of his true energy, did not collude with the energy of heaven and earth, and theoretically had no power at all.

She simply drew a pile of bricks for repairing the embankment, an umbrella for sheltering from the rain, and a scabbard, and then pushed it forward lightly.

The strange "painting" created by the mind took off, and actually derived some vitality and spirituality on its own, transforming into hazy and illusory light and shadow, and accurately faced the wonderful killing moves of the three masters who tried their best and even risked their lives.

Bricks and stones blocked the rolling river of blood, making it return to silence; the umbrella blocked the miserable sword rain, turning it into harmless puddles of water; and the scabbard directly covered the dark Fu Yuan Tian sword, retracting it inch by inch until it completely disappeared.

All those grand scenes were like a dream bubble, shattered in an instant.

"This... what kind of method is this?"

"Is it an illusion? Or some advanced trick?!"

"No! None of them look like that! Could it be the legendary method of turning the virtual into the real, creating something out of nothing?!"

"It should be a thought that turns into a talisman, a thought that turns into a sword, a skill that only a true grandmaster in the world can master. But blocking and eliminating three attacks at the same time, isn't this a skill of doing three things at once?"

Looking at Zhao Qing's extremely relaxed movements and the almost miraculous scene before their eyes, everyone around was shocked.

Even the ordinary soldiers and civilians who did not understand the way of cultivation noticed something unusual. They were dumbfounded and almost thought they were dreaming.

After all, this was the prosperous Yingdu, and even the local civilians knew that the battles between practitioners were always a back-and-forth, with each cultivator countering their own moves. To directly ignore the opponent's attacks and break them in a nearly trifling manner was simply unheard of and unseen, and completely beyond common sense.

Accompanied by the swirling vital energy, when the vital energy carried by the attack disappeared without a trace, the figure of Taoist Ku Yu and the thrown chain hammer continued to rush forward under the action of inertia.

However, some sharp-eyed practitioners have already discovered that the former had a blood spot between his eyebrows and his body was cut into pieces. The latter was also split into seventeen or eighteen pieces, and the runes were dim.

Farther away, the old man in armor covered the small hole in his heart in confusion. It was unimaginable how someone could penetrate this disposable talisman "Golden Armor" that was strong enough to withstand a master's attack from a distance of several miles and turn his internal organs into charcoal.

The Youqiu Sect's Grandmaster had not yet suppressed the injuries caused by using the secret technique, and blood was still oozing from his mouth and nose. He was just about to take out a few more healing pills to swallow, but when he reached his left hand into his pocket, he found nothing - it turned out that his body had been broken into two, with the upper and lower halves separated.

It was not until this moment that the master of talismans realized belatedly that he seemed to have been "killed" by the other party. However, he clearly did not sense any sign of sword energy approaching his body. Even his divine sense did not capture Zhao Qing's movements, as if the fatal blow came completely from nothingness.

Another use of the sword world was revealed this time: the direction can be marked by the mind, guiding the opening of a channel connecting with the outside world to swallow up attacks such as true essence and sword energy; it can also allow Zhao Qing's sword light to first shuttle into the sword world, and then suddenly emerge from a distance, achieving a surprise attack that is almost like a "space jump".

The old master of the Li family, who had been severely injured by the Demon Sword and whose external incarnation was destroyed, did not continue to attack and join the siege. Instead, he summoned a water dragon from the nearby river, which coiled in circles like a spring. The dragon's head swallowed the Death Horn and disappeared in the black water.

Originally, he was planning to use a secret method to "spray" the ancestral holy weapon to a place dozens of miles away, to be received by the family members at that location.

He hoped that even if he himself could not escape and was caught and killed, he could leave behind a treasure of inheritance that represented the glory of the God of the You Dynasty, so that his relatives would still have a chance to revive in the future.

Just as this person suddenly felt that the surrounding energy environment had become a little quieter, he couldn't help but look back twice. Because he was too shocked, his movements were slow for a moment. At this moment, Zhao Qing's figure, who was several miles away, disappeared like smoke and mist, and then suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Why are you running away so quickly? Haven't you been holding back? I'm not a bloodthirsty person, so I won't take your life easily. I just need to interrogate you and confirm some intelligence information."

She stood on top of the black giant water dragon that was dozens of feet long, and with an indifferent expression she stretched out a glass-colored energy hand, grabbed one of the dragon's horns, and resisted the great force that it was trying to use to launch itself into the air.

Then, wherever it touched, it quickly solidified into ice, and in a blink of an eye, the entire dragon's body was frozen into one piece, turning into a huge black dragon-shaped ice sculpture, sticking to the streets and houses below, unable to change at all.

And the extremely precious "Horn of Death" was also inspired by the divine thought and naturally escaped from the half-closed dragon's mouth and flew into Zhao Qing's hands, vibrating slightly, as if expressing its submission.

...(End of chapter)