The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 141: Cut off my hair to return to my father, severing all ties of kindness

The sound was getting closer and louder, and even the earth couldn't stop shaking.

"Is this a mountain coming towards us?"

An Pengju couldn't help but ask.

Bai Buhui drew out the Burning Heart-Liaoyuan Spear and said solemnly: "No, he is a very powerful enemy!"

Judging from the sense of breath, the strength of the visitor was not inferior to hers, and the strange thing was that she did not know that she had just been in an illusion, and her five senses and six senses were blinded, resulting in a dull consciousness.

Or was it that they were still in another illusion, she couldn't sense the other person's specific location, or even detect the other person's specific strength, but she estimated in her heart that this person's strength was not inferior to hers.

"Be careful of the mountain wall!"

At this moment, Zhang Jingyuan suddenly shouted loudly.

Bai Buhui followed Zhang Jingyuan's gaze and turned his head to look, but it was a little late. He heard a loud "Boom!", the mountain wall exploded, and a majestic force rushed straight from Bai Buhui's back. When he came in, his internal organs were turned upside down and trembled.

Taking a strong breath, Bai Buhui didn't even look, and stabbed directly behind him with his carbine. The surging spiritual power blended into the gun body along his hands. The Burning Heart-Liaoyuan Gun was suddenly surrounded by raging fire, like a line of fire. The fire dragon roared, instantly covering the back.

At the same time, Bai Buhui twisted his figure, tapped the ground with his toes, and quickly swept forward.

Then, she turned around, she wanted to see what it was that broke out of the mountain wall and attacked her sneakily!
"Wu Xingwei! Why is it you!"

However, before Bai Buhui could see who was coming, An Pengju suddenly shouted loudly.

Bai Buhui took a closer look and saw that this eight-foot-tall man with a majestic body, standing tall like a giant peak, like a crane standing on the top of a pine tree, with a square face and thick and powerful arms, was none other than Lieutenant Wu Yulie and Wu Xing.

She met Wu Yulie once during the Spiritual Root Testing Conference this year. She didn't know whether it was because they were both from Taoist temples, or because Wu Yulie and An Qingxian had some secret conflict, but she felt that Wu Yulie was particularly close to her. Be more enthusiastic.

This was also the reason why she told Wu Yulie about this before and invited him over as a reinforcement.

But she never expected that Wu Yulie, who she had been waiting for for two hours, would actually appear here as an enemy.

Since Wu Yulie would hide in the mountain wall and attack her secretly, his identity was naturally self-evident.

For a moment, Bai Buhui's heart was a little confused. What the hell was Yunhua Star doing? It was just a matter of the Star Master turning into a demon cultivator. After all, this kind of thing had not happened before in the Dao Alliance. Just use the demon cultivator to attack the Dao Alliance. Corrosion is lurking, and no one knows how many demon cultivators hold important positions or even high positions in the Dao Alliance.

This is also the reason why the Star Captain is given so much power, so as to be able to check and balance the Star Master.

But like Yun Huaxing, this was the first time she heard that the Star Master and Star Captain were both demon cultivators.

"There's something wrong with Wu Xingwei's demeanor. He must have been turned into a puppet." Zhang Jingyuan said with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, Bai Buhui and An Pengju took a closer look, and sure enough, Wu Yulie's expression was dull, and his figure had not changed at all for several breaths, motionless.

Moreover, Wu Yulie was wearing a metal chain armor. If he didn't know this, he might have thought that Wu Yulie was some kind of clay figurine.

"Your father's heart is really cruel. Why don't you inherit more of it?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Zhang Jingyuan complained to An Pengju.

He could no longer imagine how long An Qingxian had been planning and what kind of opportunity he had seized to turn Wu Yulie into a puppet. The forbearance and cruelty of his thoughts really made him sigh. incredible.

In comparison, An Pengju is simply a kind-hearted, silly son of a landlord.

"I don't know, and I don't want to. No, I would rather have known earlier." An Pengju said with a gloomy expression.

After all, An Qing is his father. The worse An Qing is, the greater his pain will be.

"I didn't expect that you guys could actually see through my illusion. You are honored to be here. You are the second person to set foot here in the past thousand years."

Wu Yulie suddenly opened his mouth to speak, but strangely, the voice in his mouth was An Qingxian's voice.

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyuan's expression moved slightly, and he took another look at An Qingxian's ruthlessness. According to what An Qingxian said, even Orochi and Lu Dianshi, his two closest demon cultivators, have never really been here.

"Father, you! Tell me why you are like this! You are the Lord of One Star, is there anything else you are not satisfied with? Why do you want to become a demon cultivator?"

An Qingxian's sudden voice immediately irritated An Pengju. His eyes turned red and he shouted heartbreakingly at Wu Yulie.

"Hey, look, isn't this my innocent and kind-hearted silly son? You still followed me. You are very similar to me in this aspect, but there is one thing you said wrong. I, the Lord of One Star, don't do anything at all." 'Expensive', in such a huge Taoist alliance, how can a small star master be called expensive?"

Wu Yulie, no, An Qing slowly turned his head and stared straight at An Pengju, his eyes shining with a strange light.

The Dao Alliance spans tens of thousands of poles and countless star fields. As for the characters like Star Lords, let alone the entire Dao Alliance, even in this star cluster, they are like the sands of the Ganges, countless.

And if you count the monks who have the foundation-building Dzogchen realm, it will have to be increased tenfold, an order of magnitude higher.

After all, as I said before, there are many disciples of large sects who look down on the hundreds of spiritual stones that are three melons and two dates, and are not willing to waste their precious practice time on this.

Such an existence cannot really be called 'expensive'.

"As for why I want to become a demon cultivator? My silly son, have you ever thought that if I don't become a demon cultivator, I won't even be able to become this inexpensive star master?"

An Qingxian's words were full of self-deprecating tone. "I was just a four-spirited person at that time. I participated in the Taoist Academy and sect trials three times and failed, and even the Taoist Academy with the lowest requirements, which claimed to have teachings without distinction, was unwilling to accept me. Later, after I accidentally came into contact with the demon cultivator, After plundering several so-called righteous monks, I obtained sufficient resources and followed the instructions of the Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivator to join the Liuyun Sect."

"After entering the sect, things were not as smooth sailing as I thought. I worked hard for the sect just to get the master to give me a foundation-building pill, but no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't do anything for the sect. Even if the sect sheds blood and sacrifices, it won’t do..."

After spitting out all the grievances he had suffered in the Taoist League and the sect over the years, An Qing said in a sarcastic tone: "So, my dear silly son, how can I not become a demon cultivator? Kill this bastard Taoist League. , the dog-sun’s way of life.”

"Besides, I am doing all this for you! As long as I get that earth-level magic weapon, I will become a golden elixir within this year, and it is not impossible for me to even become a true cultivator of Nascent Soul in the future. "

"At that time, with your qualifications and my protection, you will at least be a Yuanying monk in this life, and it is not impossible for you to even become a god and live for two thousand years!"

"In this case, you don't have to work so hard. I will get you whatever cultivation resources you need to ensure that your cultivation path is absolutely smooth. But now you have to stand on the side of two outsiders. , go and accuse your father, Pengju, you are being unfilial."

An Qing had a look of regret on his face, and even said in pain, just two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

For a moment, An Pengju's expression wavered. He was not a fool. How could he not know what kind of benefits An Qing would gain if he became a Nascent Soul monk?

Not to mention anything else, if An Qingxian can do it this year before the Taoist academy and sect trials, his life will undergo a huge change.

As the legitimate son of a Golden Core cultivator, and a third-class top-ranker, he can almost enter the branch of the first-class Taoist sects such as the Lieyan Sect in Yunhai Star without taking the test, and as soon as he enters, at least one elder will accept him as a true successor. disciple.

And now not only does he have to work hard to participate in the trial, but even if he passes the trial, he can only be an inner disciple at most. If he wants to become a true disciple, he must first make ten years of merit, or he must find a way. , became a foundation-building monk before the age of forty.

If you are able to build a foundation before the age of one hundred and twenty, you can be called a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, and the future is infinite in the sea of ​​clouds. Building a foundation at the age of forty is really a chasm that is difficult to cross. It is a chasm for Bai Buhui and other few real people. Spiritual roots are unique patents.

However, as the saying goes, one step is slow, each step is slow. Perhaps when everyone participated in the sect trial, they were all at the third or fourth level of Qi refining. If one became an inner disciple, the other would become a true disciple.

Then maybe someone has already laid the foundation of the Great Dao and achieved the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. When you are about to hit the foundation building, you are still wandering around on the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining.

This seems okay.

But if we follow this trend, you will be in the middle stage of foundation building when others have reached the stage of great perfection. There is a gap of nearly a hundred years of cultivation progress. It can be said that their potential is unlimited, and Nascent Soul is promising, but unless you risk your life, what will happen to you? A rare opportunity, basically only one chance to attack the golden elixir.

As for the after, there is no after.

People become Nascent Souls and live for a thousand years, but even your last chance to attack the Golden Elixir failed because of the lack of resources and the previous hundred years of hard work, which resulted in countless hidden injuries and exhausted your potential, and you became a handful of loess.

It can be said that just because at the time of the trial, one was an inner disciple and the other was a true disciple, the former was just an existence that was not worth mentioning when the latter was old and recalled the past.

If possible, who wants to be an insignificant person in other people's memories.

This is the scary thing about cultivation. The limit of lifespan is like a sharp sword hanging over every monk's head. Before the sword falls, if you break through to a new realm, there will naturally be another vast world with unlimited possibilities. future.

But if you can't get through, it's just a handful of loess, not worth mentioning.

As for An Qing, if he can become a Nascent Soul monk in the future, it can be foreseen that his life will undergo earth-shaking changes.

On the side, Zhang Jingyuan watched everything in front of him with cold eyes. He had to admit that An Qingxian, a big leader, was undoubtedly a very qualified existence as a demon cultivator. His ability to confuse people's hearts exceeded his own strength.

To be honest, if it was in the previous life, if he had traveled directly to become An Pengju, faced with such a choice, he might just go with it. There is a magic cultivator dad, so he can enjoy the benefits first.

After all, it is a rare person among Nascent Soul monks to hold an earth-level magic weapon.

But he didn't know if it was because An Qingxian was possessed by the puppet at this time. He always felt that there was something wrong with the way An Qingxian looked at An Pengju.

After An Qing said this first, An Pengju fell silent.

After ten breaths passed, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at An Qingxian, a self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Father, to be honest, I am not as good as you. On the way here, I have gone through all the possibilities in my mind, and I have also thought about what I should do and say in the face of the worst ending. What. I should scold you loudly and denounce you for the unjust souls who died in vain at your hands and the hands of your demon cultivators! I should spurn you! Insult you! And draw a clear line with you! From now on we will be incompatible!"

Speaking of this, two lines of tears flowed down from both sides of An Pengju's cheeks involuntarily, and his big and bright eyes were all occupied by tears.

"But I hesitated. At a certain moment just now, my heart was indeed moved! But no! It really can't! It was you who taught me since I was a child, letting me be a good person, a kind and tolerant person, and a right person. The people of Yunhua Star are people who are useful to the Dao Alliance! So I really can’t go against my heart and eat these human blood steamed buns and feel complacent and proud of myself!”

"I will never be able to go very far on the road of spiritual practice! So..."

Having said this, An Peng raised his hand, and a fine steel sword flashing with cold light appeared in An Pengju's hand.
Seeing this, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't know what An Pengju was doing with an ordinary iron sword at this time.

Well, that's right, An Peng's hand was indeed an ordinary iron sword that couldn't be more ordinary, not even as good as the flying sword Zhang Jingyuan picked up before.

"This sword was given to me by you when I was four years old. You told me that the sword is the weapon of a gentleman. Its body is long and straight, so it is a model of integrity. You warned me to be a gentleman."

An Pengju said while gently stroking the sword body with his hand.

"But today, I am going to use this sword to cut off my hair and pay it back to my father, so that I can repay the father-son kindness I have received from you and me for sixteen years!"

Speaking of this, An Pengju's eyes flashed with a sense of determination. He held a long sword in his hand and chopped off the hair on his head in three strokes, and black hair was flying all over the sky!

"First An Qing, take your life!"

After doing all this, An Pengju took a deep breath, pointed his sword directly at An Qingxian, and shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)