Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Immortal Cangwu, Immortal Chizhang and Boy Jile greeted each other and had a conversation. Only then did they realize that Boy Jile had come to keep an appointment with Immortal Changmei.

Although the Purple-eyed Peng King was chased away, he was injured but not dead, and behind him was the behemoth Beiming Palace.

Even Changmei Zhenren had to deal with it carefully, so he posted a message and invited friends from all over to come and help.
Li Jingxu, the boy of bliss, was originally listening to Zhongli Mei's preaching in the Bajing Palace of Taiqing Heaven. After receiving the message from Changmei, he hurried down from the mortal world.

"It's all my fault!" Immortal Cangwu bowed deeply to Li Jingxu and sighed, "It's Immortal Changmei and fellow Taoists who have been exhausted."

Li Jingxu shook his head at Cangwu Immortal and said, "Daoyou, there is no need to do this. We cultivators have many demonic obstacles. Today we are helping you. When we encounter the demonic calamity, I believe you will not stand idly by!"

"Of course!" Immortal Cangwu nodded heavily: "If that day really comes, I will give up my entire cultivation to protect my fellow Taoist!"

Li Jingxu saw the sincerity of Cangwu Immortal's words and smiled to himself, "If that's the case, why do you have to be so polite, fellow Taoist?"

The Red Staff Immortal also laughed to himself and said, "You two are both accomplished Golden Immortals. What obstacles can stump you two? Even if there are obstacles, you two will get rid of them!"

The three of them gathered together, chatting and laughing, while they fled towards the gate of Mount Emei.

"I am ashamed to say that I have been practicing since the Emperor's time. After I became a golden immortal, my life span became as long as the heavens. Since then, I have become much lazier and unwilling to put in the hard work. I have only indulged myself in the mountains and rivers.
If I were willing to put in some effort to refine some magic weapons and cultivate some magical powers, I wouldn't be bullied by others!"

When Cangwu Immortal was fighting with Purple-eyed Peng King, he saw the brutal methods of the demons. Unlike the competition between old friends, the demons could be destroyed at any time. Thinking about it now, he still feels a lingering fear.

Especially after seeing the mystery of the Emei Sect's Liang Yi Micro Dust Formation, he regretted that he did not refine a few magical weapons for protection or cultivate some magical powers to protect himself.

The Immortal Red Staff comforted him, "As the saying goes, every failure makes one wiser. Since you have suffered this loss, after returning to the mountain, you can choose a few magical powers and slowly cultivate them!"

Li Jingxu practiced slowly, and after listening to the words of the Red Staff Immortal, he shook his head secretly.

During these decades, he often went to the Eight Scenes Palace of Taiqing Heaven to listen to the teachings of Senior Zhongli Mei and also listened to the teachings of Laojun.

Laojun once warned them that now the Three Realms might be about to face another great catastrophe, under which even the gods and immortals would have difficulty escaping, so there would no longer be such peace and tranquility.

As the three of them were walking, they saw from afar several spiritual caves with faint rumbling sounds and flashing swords. The three of them lowered their brows and looked at the scene.

The clue was revealed at a glance. Those spiritual caves were faintly shrouded in evil clouds, like the gates of evil sects, where demon kings and monsters were lurking. However, the sword light was clear and upright, with a hint of thunder and fire.

"It's the Emei disciples who are here to subdue the demons!" Li Jingxu swept his eyes over and his gaze fell on the Emei disciples.

"You are going too far. This Mangcang Mountain was created by nature. It is not your Emei Mountain Sect. You are acting so overbearingly. Aren't you afraid that you will be punished one day?"

A skinny old man in linen clothes stood in front of the cave door in a rage. He saw that the cave was surrounded by lightning. The lightning was like dragons and snakes, constantly striking towards the cave formation!

The Yin-Yang House in Mangcang Mountain, the owner of this place calls himself Yin-Yang Sou, he has practiced in Lingkong Heaven for many years, his Taoism skills are not inferior to the second generation elders of Emei, and he is also a true immortal who has been famous for a long time.

The Mangcang Mountains are hundreds of millions of miles in radius. The Yin-Yang Lodge where the Yin-Yang Sou is located and the Ningcui Cliff where the Emei Sword School is located are more than a million miles apart.

He and the Emei Sword Sect had originally kept to themselves, but he never expected that when he was enjoying himself in seclusion, he would suddenly be visited by a group of Emei Sword Immortals.

"Hey! Demon, if you still don't surrender, when will you surrender? Submit yourself and let your true spirit escape. I can let you disintegrate into another world. Otherwise, be careful to end up like that White Bone God and I will beat you to pieces!"

A young man with a face like the rising moon and who looked like a boy of twelve or thirteen years old stood outside the Yin-Yang Bureau with a sword in his hand. There was a fierce look on his face. He was none other than Qi Jinchan, the son of Qi Shuming, the head of Shushan.

It was just because of the incident in Yuanhai that the young leader of Shushan lost his beloved and good friend. The innocence in his eyes was gone, and was filled with a ruthless aura. He slashed with the Mandarin Duck Thunderbolt Sword in his hand repeatedly, and the sword light brought up endless thunder and fire, which continuously bombarded the Yin-Yang Riao below.

Yin Yang Old Man had also practiced the Way of the Underworld for many years. When he heard Qi Jinchan talking about the miserable end of the White Bone God, whose cultivation and magic power were not inferior to his,
They knew that the Emei Sword Sect was going to use its great victory to threaten them and wipe out the monks who were lying beside them.

Knowing that this time the situation would not end well, the Yin-Yang Old Man cursed the Emei Sect for their shamelessness while observing the movements outside the cave, waiting for an opportunity to break the impasse.

While he was thinking, suddenly a great force came from all directions, leaving no gaps, and there were crackling sounds. The formation that he had spent a thousand years to set up outside the dormitory was directly broken.

"not good!"

Seeing the sword lights shattering the cave and coming towards him with lightning, the Yin-Yang Old Man didn't bother to hide and released his most valuable magic weapon.

Eighteen palm-sized flags rose in the wind, instantly covering an area of ​​a hundred miles. As the red mist rose, eighteen beautiful girls, wrapped only in a thin layer of gauze, walked down from the flags.
They all posed and made poses, performed the devilish dance, twisted their legs and raised their buttocks, showing all kinds of wonderful and charming looks.

The eighteen girls were hesitant to refuse, their eyes flickering and their mouths emitting lewd sounds that went straight into the soul, making people's mouths and tongues restless and their eyes bloodshot.

These eighteen banners were made from the souls of the female immortals that Yin Yang Old Man had killed during his ten thousand years of existence.
When fighting an enemy, once the sacrifice is made, the spirit of the female fairy on the flag will jump out, naked, and perform a dance of lust.
As long as one loses focus, he will be bewitched, and once intercourse occurs, all his soul and magical power will be sucked dry.

Because they were near Mount Emei, Yin Yang Old Man normally would not dare to release the Hehuan Flag, but now the situation was really critical, he finally sacrificed it.

"This is the Snow Pearl Fairy from Shaobai Mountain who disappeared three thousand years ago!"

"I have seen that female fairy. She is the only daughter of Qinghe Sanren. I didn't expect that she would fall into the hands of this evil demon!"

Some Emei disciples recognized the origins of some female fairies and exclaimed in surprise.

"Be quiet! This pink mist is the aura of lust. Control your spirit and don't let it get close to you!"

Driven by the evil magic, a group of girls rushed towards the Emei disciples together. A beautiful female voice was heard, and Qi Lingyun summoned the Tiandun Realm, emitting five-colored light that covered the eighteen girls!
"Damn you! I wanted to keep your soul for reincarnation, but I didn't expect you to do such a wicked thing. Today I will send you to the west!"

Qi Jinchan raised the Mandarin Duck Thunderbolt Sword and slashed out a series of sword lights at the Yin-Yang Old Man.

"You little bastard! Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

When the Yin-Yang Old Man saw that his Hehuan Heavenly Demon Flag was fixed by Qi Lingyun, he glared at Qi Lingyun hatefully and swore secretly that if one day he could catch this girl, take her true yin, and imprison her as his own, to play with her every day.

The Yin-Yang Old Man secretly hated and raised a handful of red sand in his hand, which turned into a large red cloud and hit the Emei disciples.

At the same time, he bit his tongue secretly and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the red sand.

As soon as Qi Jinchan and Shi Sheng's swords and magic weapons of some Emei disciples came into contact with the red sand, their flying swords trembled and hummed, and the sword light seemed to be contaminated by the foul air.

The red sunflower sand of Yin Yang Old Man is not a powerful magic weapon, but it took him ten thousand years to collect the sunflowers of women and refine them with Yue Xin. It is good at restraining Xuanmen flying swords and magic weapons. Once Xuanmen magic weapons and flying swords are contaminated by it, their spirituality will be polluted immediately.

A handful of red sand was thrown out, and it immediately covered hundreds of miles. It can be imagined that in the past ten thousand years, Yin Yang Old Man had harmed countless innocent girls before he could refine this treasure.
The sky was filled with red clouds, and the stench was strong. There were also many powerful poisons mixed in. Even Qi Jinchan, who was protected by the Tianxin Treasure Ring, turned into a sword and retreated, not daring to let it get close.

The Yin Yang Old Man was overjoyed upon seeing this, and he gathered all his magical power and tried to take the opportunity to escape.

"Sacrificial thunder! Don't let this demon get away!"

Qi Lingyun saw a black light rushing out from the Yin-Yang Bureau and immediately shouted.

Although the Emei disciples were afraid that their flying swords would be contaminated by the red sunflower sand, and were somewhat hesitant, this did not mean that they had no way to deal with the red sunflower sand.

For disciples of sects like Yuxu, Kunlun, and Emei, their greatest reliance is not how strong their magic power is, nor how powerful their magic weapons are.

But there is someone backing them up behind the scenes. Emei is famous for protecting its own people. The dozen or so Emei disciples who came here are all direct descendants of Emei, so naturally they have no shortage of treasures.

At Qi Lingyun's command, all the disciples of Emei offered up their divine thunders. The Qiantian Lei Gang Pilizi, which were made from the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire collected by the ancient immortals such as Changmei Zhenren and Ai Zhenzi, were numerous and dense.

As if it was free of cost, he smashed towards the Yin-Yang Old Man.

The red sunflower sand can contaminate magic flying swords, but it is completely useless against the pure yang thunder and fire. In particular, the evil and magic contained in the red sunflower sand is just what is restrained by the nine-day thunder and fire.

Boom boom boom boom—

The thunder and fire were raging, destroying most of the red sunflower sand in an instant. Without the red sunflower sand as an obstacle,

Shi Sheng took advantage of the situation and slashed down with a sword. The Yin Yang Old Man had to dodge the nine-day thunder and fire, so he was caught off guard and had one of his arms chopped off.

"Ah!" The Yin-Yang Old Man screamed. Seeing the sword light of thunder and fire coming from behind him, he gritted his teeth and broke his own body into pieces. A ball of blood mist wrapped around his soul and was about to flee thousands of miles away.

By performing the Heavenly Demon Blood Escape Technique, he was able to escape from the pursuit of the sword lights almost instantly.

Unfortunately, before the Yin-Yang Old Man could rejoice in his escape, a red light fell lightly from the sky and pierced his soul fontanelle!

puff!

The red light entered his body from the top of his head, and the Yin-Yang Old Man became like a deflated balloon. He completely disintegrated and exploded, and his true spirit also dissipated.

"Which senior is here to help? Lingyun will be grateful!"

When Qi Lingyun saw that the Yin-Yang Old Man was executed, he subconsciously grabbed the Tiandun Mirror and looked in the direction where the red light came from.

When she looked over, she saw Li Jingxu and the other two watching in the clouds.

When she saw Li Jingxu, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

Different from other Emei disciples, she was very smart and noticed that there seemed to be a rift between her ancestor and Li Jingxu when they were in Yuanhai.

But this matter involves the entire Emei sect's choice between Buddhism and Taoism.
Not to mention her, even Qi Shuming, the head of Emei, cannot influence the choice of the entire sect.

The only one who can decide the fate of Emei is Changmei Zhenren, the founder of the sect!

Qi Lingyun led a group of Emei disciples to greet Cangwu Ancient Immortal, Chizhang Immortal, and Li Jingxu.

"Greetings, Master!" Shi Sheng, who was as delicate as a piece of jade and had a handsome appearance, stepped forward and kowtowed respectfully to Li Jingxu, calling him Master.

Shi Sheng's mother, Lu Rongbo, was the second-generation disciple of Ji Le Zhenren. Lu Rongbo became pregnant due to a magical stone, so she named the baby Shi Sheng.

However, because of this, he was chased by his father Lu Min with a flying sword. Later, due to a coincidence, the mother and son became disciples of Emei.

Because of this fate, Shi Sheng respectfully called Li Jingxu "Master".

"Good boy, get up!"

After hearing what he heard in Bajing Palace, Li Jingxu felt that Emei was acting too domineeringly and was prone to disaster, so he intended to cut ties with Emei.

However, he and Changmei have been friends for many years, and the causal relationship between him and Emei is not so easy to cut off, otherwise he would not have rushed to offer his blessing after receiving the message from Changmei.

Seeing Shi Sheng's respectful look, Li Jingxu sighed inwardly and nodded towards him.

After a conversation with the Emei disciples, the three of them found out that, as they thought, these Emei juniors were following the orders of the sect leader Qi Shuming to purge the evil sects and evil practitioners in the Mangcang Mountains thousands of miles away from Emei.

Their group of more than a dozen people, led by Qi Lingyun, have already killed more than a dozen evil people including the White Bone God and the Yin-Yang Old Man.

"I have also heard of the name of this Yin Yang Old Man. I only heard that he acted absurdly and often lingered in the secular brothels. I never thought he was such a villain. If I had known his true face, I would have killed him! What a pity for so many innocent souls who died in vain!"

A group of young people from Emei burned down the hut of Yin Yang Sou and rescued many trapped female fairies!
These female fairies were all trapped here by the Yin-Yang Old Man. Their bodies were defiled by him, and even their true yin was taken away by him.

Qi Lingyun acted in an organized manner. After asking for the opinions of the three seniors, he inquired about the origins of these female fairies one by one and settled them one by one.

Among these female fairies, there are those who are devoted to cultivation, but because their true yin has been taken away and their primordial spirit is damaged, they want to die and reincarnate; while there are also those who are disheartened and want to die.

When she met someone who was determined to commit suicide, she comforted him one by one. As for those who wanted to die and be reincarnated, she also promised that after returning to the mountain, she would ask the leader to write a letter to the underworld.

There were also those who did not want to commit suicide but were too embarrassed to go home because their bodies had been taken away by the Yin-Yang Demon. Qi Lingyun also took care of them.

After she made these arrangements, the three ancient immortals of Cangwu nodded repeatedly, saying that Emei had a successor.

(End of this chapter)