Immortal weapon refiner

Chapter 1077 Master of Biyun Temple
Purple Mountain City has just concluded a grand Spirit Opening Ceremony, a gathering where various immortal sects within the city recruit disciples. Many mortal towns in the surrounding area send their offspring to be tested for spiritual root aptitude in order to join the various immortal sects within the city.

Of course, the most attractive sect is the Yu Ling Sect. Every time the Spirit Opening Ceremony is held, the Yu Ling Sect recruits the disciples with the best aptitude into its sect. As for other small forces, they can only get a little bit of the leftovers at best.

Upon entering the city, Li Qing and Li Qiyin concealed their presence. Li Qing led his apprentice around the city, while Li Qiyin held a skewer of grilled meat in one hand and a steaming hot meat bun in the other, his mouth full of food, enjoying his meal.

To an outsider, they would definitely be mistaken for siblings, rather than master and disciple.

"Master, we've been wandering around for so long, but we still haven't found the whereabouts of Biyun Temple," Li Qiyin said indistinctly.

Li Qing, on the other hand, was not in a hurry at all. With his hands behind his back, he strolled through the most bustling downtown area of ​​Zishan City, not at all like someone who came to kill someone.

"No rush. A grand spiritual opening ceremony has just ended here. It's quite easy to find out the whereabouts of Biyun Temple."

As he spoke, Li Qing walked with a smile toward a group of cultivators. The group was not large; in addition to the cultivators, there were some ignorant mortal children, all of whom possessed spiritual roots. They had obviously just passed the Spirit Opening Ceremony and joined a celestial force.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists. I would like to ask where the Biyun Temple's disciples are located. I have been wandering around the city for a long time but have not seen them. I wonder if you could point me in the right direction?"

A middle-aged cultivator with a square face and an extremely serious demeanor stepped forward from the group. He said, "Biyun Temple? They've probably already taken their new disciples back to the temple. The Spirit Opening Ceremony ended so long ago; it's obviously too late if you still want to become disciples."

"Hehe, it's not that I want to become your disciple, but I have some matters I'd like to discuss with Biyun Temple. Could you please tell me where Biyun Temple is located?" Li Qing asked.

The square-faced middle-aged cultivator nodded and said, "I see. Go about two thousand miles northwest from the city, and you will see a solitary mountain peak a thousand feet high. The only Taoist temple on the mountain is Biyun Temple."

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist!" Li Qing clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"It's nothing. I thought you came to join a celestial sect, but I didn't expect you to be a cultivator as well." The middle-aged cultivator was very generous and didn't seem to care at all.

After finding out the location of Biyun Temple, Li Qing led Li Qiyin out of the city.

This mere two thousand miles was nothing more than a short while for him.

Before long, in a desolate area, a mountain peak stood alone, with a Taoist temple surrounded by green clouds on its summit, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

There was only one sixth-order formation protecting the mountain. For Li Qing, this formation posed no threat whatsoever. With a wave of his hand, the thick, misty clouds on the mountain completely dissipated.

The next moment, Li Qing's figure disappeared from the spot, and he and his disciple had already broken into the mountain gate of Biyun Temple.

At this moment, the abbot of Biyun Temple was sitting on a Taoist platform, preaching to his newly initiated disciples and opening the path of cultivation for them.

The abbot of Biyun Temple was dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, the wide robe embroidered with clouds. Although he was a cultivator who had lived for a long time, he had the face of a middle-aged man, but did not show any signs of aging. His features were kind and benevolent, and he looked very friendly.

Even so, his cultivation level was still a notch higher than Li Qing's, already at the late stage of the Integration Realm.

The abbot of Biyun Temple held a whisk in his hand, and looked at Li Qing, who had barged into the mountain gate, with a more solemn expression on his face.

"Is the visitor Fellow Daoist Wuji?"

Li Qing nodded and smiled, "It seems that Daoist Ziqi has already mentioned me to you. That's good, it saves me the trouble of explaining."

The newly initiated mortal disciples below were dumbfounded, unaware of what was happening. They simply stared blankly at the scene, unsure of what to do.

After a moment of silence, the Abbot of Biyun Temple spoke up: "That old sect leader did indeed mention you to me, but I still don't know what I have that you should keep in mind."

"Of course I am. I came here to save your life, fellow Daoist," Li Qing replied casually, as if he were talking about something trivial, his tone very relaxed and natural.

Upon hearing this, the abbot of Biyun Temple's expression darkened slightly. He was already aware of Li Qing's reputation. The name of the Supreme Venerable Wuji was extremely well-known in the cultivation world. He single-handedly suppressed the entire Yin-Yang Sect, and even the old sect leader had been defeated by him and had to admit defeat.

"I don't seem to have ever seen you before, nor do I remember offending you anywhere," the Abbot of Biyun Temple said in a deep voice, his face quite grim.

In fact, he had thought about it carefully many times before, but he still didn't know where he had offended this Venerable Wuji. The two had no interaction at all.

This is why, after learning that Li Qing was looking for him, he did not think of running away, but instead stayed in the Taoist temple to cultivate.

“That’s right, you haven’t offended me anywhere, but there’s nothing I can do. I’ve already made a solemn vow to my inner demons. I’m being entrusted with this task, and I must take your life.” Li Qing said helplessly, spreading his hands.

Having said all that, Abbot Biyun understood that he most likely couldn't escape the calamity that was about to befall him.

"Who entrusted you with this? I ask myself, I have never offended anyone in the cultivation world. Where did this enemy come from?" the Abbot of Biyun Temple angrily questioned.

Li Qing, however, was quite straightforward. He used his magic to draw the image of a one-eyed, curly-haired man in the void.

"This person is called Xia Wushuang. You should be familiar with him, right?"

Upon seeing the portrait drawn with spiritual power, the expression on the face of the Abbot of Biyun Temple froze completely, and then a gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

“It was him. That bastard, we shouldn’t have spared his life in the first place.”

Hearing the sound of gritted teeth, Li Qing knew there was no need for him to say anything more. He immediately summoned the Immortal Slayer Sword, golden light swirling around him, and then he flew out like a golden dragon.

Sonorous!

The abbot of Biyun Temple hastily used a treasure shield to block the attack of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, and the shield, which was a Xuan-grade spiritual treasure, shattered into pieces instantly.

"Wait, we can fight, but could you spare the lives of my people and these newly initiated disciples? They are innocent no matter what!" the Abbot of Biyun Temple said urgently.

Upon hearing this, Li Qing raised an eyebrow slightly, surprised that the other party was so considerate of other innocent people.

He naturally had no reason to refuse, as he was not one to indiscriminately kill innocent people, and readily agreed.

“Alright, then I’ll give you some time to dismiss the people in the temple,” Li Qing said.

Immediately afterwards, the abbot of Biyun Temple summoned all the disciples and staff in the temple. Although Biyun Temple was not large in scale, it had grown to several thousand people over the years.

All the disciples of Biyun Temple gathered together, looking at their abbot with worried and fearful expressions. "Gentlemen," the abbot said, "Biyun Temple has suffered a great calamity today. The attackers are beyond my power to resist. To prevent you from losing your lives in vain, I hereby disband Biyun Temple. You are free to go to any other place in the world. As for my grudge, do not take it to heart and forget it completely."

Soon, all the people from Biyun Temple below turned red-eyed and shouted with fervor and indignation, "No, Abbot, we are willing to live and die with Biyun Temple!"

“Well said. We are not cowards who fear death. We are willing to die with the abbot.”

"The abbot has always taken good care of us, how can we run away and live on in disgrace?!"

Looking at the passionate and impassioned disciples below, Li Qing suddenly felt that he might have done something wrong, like a villain in a storybook.

However, there was no other way. He had already made a solemn vow to his inner demons that he must kill the Abbot of Biyun Temple today, otherwise it would become a demonic obstacle affecting his mind in the future.

Therefore, Li Qing remained silent. If there were truly people who were blindly loyal, he would have no choice but to kill them all.

However, the abbot of Biyun Temple shook his head repeatedly and said, "It is enough for me to die today. This is the karma we created before. You do not need to throw your lives away in vain."

"If you really can't let go of the kindness of the past, then take out the tokens of Biyun Temple that I gave you when you entered the temple. They are the symbol of your identity. Take one last look at them and keep them safe in the future. That will be the greatest comfort to me."

Immediately afterwards, these tearful disciples of Biyun Temple each took out a cloud-shaped token made of jade, each token emitting a faint green light.

Every disciple who joins Biyun Temple receives a token upon entering the temple. It is a symbol of their identity within Biyun Temple, and each token is imprinted with their own blood essence and divine consciousness.

As the vast majority of people revealed their tokens, the compassionate expression on the face of the Abbot of Biyun Temple deepened even further.

"Very well, since you all are so reluctant to part with this abbot, then you may bear this calamity for me!"

The moment the words fell, the entire Biyun Temple trembled. The mediocre sixth-order formation was instantly activated, but this time it seemed to be connected to the Biyun tokens in the hands of all the disciples.

In an instant, a crimson hue appeared on the jade-green token, and every disciple holding the token showed an expression of excruciating pain.

"Ugh!"

"What's going on? My cultivation is draining away."

"Pfft, wait a minute, there's something wrong with this token!"

Some people immediately reacted and tried to shake off the token in their hands, but the Azure Cloud Token seemed to be stuck to their hands and they could not shake it off no matter what they did. Some disciples were even more decisive and directly cut off their wrists, but their blood essence and magic power still flowed away uncontrollably.

In the blink of an eye, a large amount of magical power and essence blood were poured into this sixth-order formation, and finally converged into the main body of Biyun Temple, which was sitting cross-legged on the core of the formation.

His aura suddenly surged. He was already at the late stage of the Integration Realm, and now his magical power increased greatly, taking him towards the perfection of the Integration Realm.

"No wonder a cultivator at the late stage of the Integration Realm would only use such a shoddy formation to protect his territory."

"It turns out that this formation is not a protective formation, but a kind of evil technique that uses some kind of demonic secret art to directly awaken the essence and blood in those tokens to backfire on their owners, eventually devouring their essence, blood, magic power, and even their soul, making them the eye of the formation."

"Hehe, this Abbot of Biyun Temple has truly played a very grand game!"

Li Qing's voice suddenly turned cold and sharp. He said no more and immediately formed a hand seal, and the true energy in his body surged out.

The next moment, an extremely complex Dao diagram unfolded beneath his feet. This Dao diagram seemed to be evolving the myriad worlds, with a killing sword guarding each of the four directions.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Diagram!
Having understood the methods of the Biyun Temple Master, Li Qing naturally wouldn't stand idly by and watch him completely devour all the disciples of the Biyun Temple to strengthen himself.

He's here to kill someone, so the sooner we finish, the better!

The next moment, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was fully unfurled, enveloping the entire Biyun Peak. His gaze was icy, and he pointed a single finger.

boom!
A dazzling sword light shot out, but this attack was not aimed at the Abbot of Biyun Temple; instead, it cleaved Biyun Peak in half.

Boom!

The towering mountain, thousands of feet high, was instantly severed and collapsed, completely breaking the strange formation of Biyun Temple.

"Cough cough! Impressive technique. You broke my Azure Blood Transformation Formation so easily. No wonder that old ghost from the Yin Yang Sect was no match for you."

"It's a pity. I originally planned to cultivate this for another ten thousand years, which would have allowed me to break through to the Mahayana stage. Now I have no choice but to start it ahead of schedule."

Although the formation was quickly interrupted, the aura of the Biyun Temple Master had reached the perfection of the Integration Stage, which can be described as taking a big step forward and truly standing at the end of this realm.

As he spoke, his Taoist robe suddenly fluttered, blood-red veins appeared on his face, and finally a dark red mudra formed between his brows.

"This aura is somewhat like the methods of the ancient demon race in the demon realm. It seems that you have indeed cultivated a remarkable demonic art."

"Then you really deserve to die."

Having confirmed that this was someone who deserved to die, Li Qing said no more, and mobilized all his true energy, pouring it into the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

The four killing swords rang out in unison, their power aligning with the formation. With the two reinforcing each other, a devastating aura emanated from them.

Li Qing stood at the center of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, like a celestial king descending to earth, wielding the power of slaughter. With a single hand raised, hundreds and thousands of sword lights shot out, ready to strike.

Swish!
Now that the killing formation is complete, the Biyun Temple Master, trapped within it, has no way to dodge and can only directly resist the slashes of these sword lights.

"Three Heavenly Treasures?! How is that possible?!" He finally realized how terrifying this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was. The three killing swords within the formation were all incredibly powerful, and they formed a sword formation together. There was simply no way that a cultivator at the Integration Stage could withstand it.

"You didn't die unjustly. My sword formation was newly formed, and you were the first person to experience its power," Li Qing said calmly, before completely extinguishing the Biyun Temple Master's life force with the light of the Immortal Execution Sword.

(End of this chapter)