Zhutian: My skills are not serious

At the same time, in the south of the ruins of Chuzhou City.

When the Imperial Preceptor of Jingguo, Ernuga, saw the fleeing Kui soldiers and the fate of King Zhenbei, he immediately abandoned his body and soul and fled without any hesitation.

At this moment, the physical body is a burden because the soul can fly.

However, even so, he was blocked by a sword light.

"why?"

"How can I find you?"

Chu Pingsheng said: "It's really unfortunate. I have also dabbled in the magic of integrating into the heaven and earth. Facts have proved that a strong Yuanshen is not entirely self-serving. At least in front of me, you have no way to hide."

"Open the light, I will fight you..."

Ernuga raised his hands to the sky and uttered a curse. His body, which was lying in the grass under a tree ten miles away, suddenly exploded, with blood and flesh flying everywhere and his limbs incomplete. It was a tragic scene.

The soul here turned blood-red, and a dagger made entirely of soul power stabbed towards Chu Pingsheng.

"Why bother."

He nodded slightly, and a small white sword flew out from between his eyebrows, destroying the cursed blood dagger that was difficult to see with the naked eye with just one strike.

"How could your soul be..."

"You don't need to know that."

The Heavenly Sword returned to its place, Chu Pingsheng summoned out the peerless sword, stabbed it forward, and a vortex appeared out of thin air. Ernuga's soul was trapped in a quagmire, from slow to stop, and from stop to enter, and finally became a dead soul in the sword.

At this point, all three spiritual masters of the Wushen Sect had died.

Chu Pingsheng put away his peerless sword and flew over the broken human body sacrificed by Ernuga. He flicked his sleeves and pointed his sword, and a black stone with golden texture emerged.

He directed the water to wash away the blood on it before putting it into his palm.

"With the Mingjin Stone in hand, we now have all the materials to refine the Soul Summoning Banner."

"Pingyang..."

……

Among the fleeing Kui soldiers, a man in a black robe and a hooded face glanced in the direction of Chuzhou City. Even though his expression was difficult to discern, it could be seen from his slightly trembling hands that his mood was not much better than that of the fleeing Kui soldiers.

The Wushen Cult, the Kui Clan, and Joan of Arc set up a tight net, with conspiracies and ambushes on all sides, but in the end they were defeated and paid a heavy price.

The monk who performed the consecration...hidden it too deeply.

Who would have thought that he actually had an avatar that wielded a sword? When Xu Pingfeng first met the monk, he thought that the monk's sword energy alone was at the level of a third-grade warrior. Unexpectedly, the monk's sword energy was just a side job, and this newly appeared avatar was the main body, with the strength of at least a second-grade peak warrior. Combined with those magical weapons, any strong man below the first rank who encountered him would most likely end up in defeat.

Xu Pingfeng secretly felt lucky that when he saw the situation was not good, he used the magic weapon to escape from the battlefield and mixed in with a group of fleeing Kui soldiers to avoid being tracked. Otherwise, he would have been seriously injured and would have died like the three Wushen Sect spiritual masters.

He thought again of the Daliang Jade Seal that he had put away, and considered returning to Yunzhou to quickly refine the luck inside and be promoted to the first rank as soon as possible. Only in this way would he have a chance to turn the tables when the monk came to seek revenge.

As we all know, with the support of large formations and the blessing of luck, a warlock can defeat opponents of the same level. The first supervisor and his teacher, the current supervisor, are the best examples.

Thinking of this, Xu Pingfeng clenched his fists.

First grade.

What he had been seeking all his life was now within reach.

……

In the deep mountains north of Chuzhou City, the nine-tailed fox was hesitating, wondering whether to go back and talk to the monk about jointly dealing with the Heaven Realm. However, after thinking it over, he finally gave up.

Kaiguang's act of piercing the angry Vajra image with a sword outside the capital represented a break with Buddhism, but it had not yet reached the point of all-out war. Under such circumstances, if they talked about forming an alliance, given Kaiguang's profit-seeking character, he would definitely want to maximize his benefits. By then, it would not be as simple as just sleeping with her.

It would be better to wait until the situation gets worse and when the two sides are at war, she can show up to help them, which will make it easier for her to get what she wants.

The nine tails of the nine-tailed fox undulated like waves behind it, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.

The fact that a monk who was inaugurating a master wizard injured a first-class wizard would inevitably cause an uproar. The Bodhisattvas in Buddhism would definitely take action as soon as possible. Otherwise, if they just sit back and watch him grow, perhaps he would really replace the Buddha and become the master of the heavenly realm.

This kind of blasphemy is intolerable to Buddhism.

So be patient, the balance will slowly tip in her favor.

In addition, Shenshu's arms have been obtained, plus the torso that had already been obtained, making three of the five, as well as the legs and head.

The legs are in Nanfa Temple in the south, and the head is in Alanta, the core of the heavenly realm.

As long as the Buddhist Bodhisattvas put their energy into consecrating the statue, it would not be difficult to take the head of Alanta but it would not be difficult to take the legs of Nanfa Temple.

Judging from the current situation, the more powerful the consecration is, the more beneficial it will be to her.

"Gili Zhigu?"

A figure more than two meters tall fell from the sky and stopped in front of her.

After carefully feeling the momentum of the person coming, the nine-tailed fox's expression changed: "No, you are the bear king."

"Yes, King Bear pays respect to His Majesty."

The bear king knelt on one knee to show his submission.

"This body that was chosen by the consecrator is very suitable for you. Everyone said that you were not smart and only knew how to be lazy and sleep. I didn't expect that it would be a blessing in disguise. This smart guy who ate many brains of many people ended up making wedding clothes for you."

The nine-tailed fox said: "With your help, the trip to Nanfa Temple will be smoother. Let's go."

"Yes."

……

He captured the King of Zhenbei, seized the Mingjin Stone, and killed three spiritual masters of the Wushen Sect. After doing all this, Chu Pingsheng merged his clones into one, flew above Mu Nanzhi, Nangong Qianrou, Qing Ji and others, and slowly landed on the ground.

Qingji and Nangong Qianrou were slightly injured while resisting Xu Pingfeng's attack. Now, the four fourth-grade mummies he brought out from the ancient tomb are in charge of taking care of and driving away the Kui tribe soldiers.

Qingji was discussing the matter of the Bear King and the Nine-tailed Fox with Youji who had arrived earlier.

Censor Gou and Shaoqing Yuan fell to the ground, their faces horrified, like frightened birds. The Kui soldiers had all fled, but they had not yet gotten rid of their fear.

The city of Chuzhou was destroyed, 300,000 civilians were slaughtered, and the Minister of Justice Sun Min also died in the aftermath of the battle...

They never expected that the group from the Northern Border would encounter such a scene. Looking at the monk who fell from the sky, their expressions were very complicated. They didn't know whether to blame him for exacerbating the situation, causing strong men to gather in Chuzhou and making the situation worse, or to thank him for saving everyone's lives.

Chu Pingsheng ejected a black pill, and Nangong Qianrou subconsciously caught it. She looked at it carefully and saw that it was a pill. After her expression changed several times, she put it in her mouth and turned her head away from him, as if she was still angry about the wild monk's teasing.

"who?"

The two remaining retainers of the royal palace in the capital city drew their swords and stood on guard when they heard the noise behind them, only to see two Kui clan warriors walk out of the woods, the one with the heavenly wolf tattoo on his chest holding their prince in his hands.

"Put down the prince."

One of them rushed forward with a knife in hand, but Hongling, who was standing next to him, deflected the knife with her palm and then stabbed him in the throat with another palm. He immediately fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and died.

Another family general looked at the four unmoved mummies and the monk who was performing the ceremony, and retreated tremblingly.

Chu Pingsheng walked up to Mu Nanzhi and said jokingly, "Now that it's time, do you have anything to say?"

Mu Nanzhi glanced slightly with her almond-shaped eyes, her face showing annoyance.

The scene of King Zhenbei cooperating with the great wizard to attack the monk was witnessed by all.

"Perhaps he...he was coerced just like Que Yongxiu?"

At this time, she had to find an excuse for King Zhenbei, because if she lost the bet, the price would be remarriage.

"Was Que Yongxiu coerced?"

Chu Pingsheng said, "Any fool can see that he came to pick you up and take you to the palace to give you to Jili Zhigu. However, he found out that Xu Qian'an was pretending to be me, so he changed his words temporarily to help the King of Zhenbei to gain my trust and wait for an opportunity to attack. If I had not handed him over to Nangong Qianrou before, but had taken the trouble to pick him up, the blood pill and soul pill would have been imprisoned by witchcraft the moment they were refined."

"Since you knew Que Yongxiu was lying, why did you do this?"

"The King of Zhenbei colluded with the Kui Clan and the Wushen Cult to slaughter 300,000 people in Chuzhou to refine blood pills and soul pills. If we don't give him a chance to expose his wolfish ambitions, what if he shirks the blame and claims that he was coerced? And... have you forgotten the bet we made on the way?"

Mu Nanzhi covered her face with a green veil, but could not hide her shock: "Did you do it on purpose... for me to see?"

"good."

"From beginning to end, their reactions were exactly what you would expect."

"You can say that."

Mu Nanzhi's expression gradually calmed down, and there was a hint of both laughter and tears in her voice.

"Just to win the bet against me?"

"Yes, to win the bet against you."

Mu Nanzhi naturally understood the difference between the two "bet to win her".

"You are such a...lecherous monk."

She lowered the word "lecherous monk" very low.

Because she was used to being sent back and forth like a rare commodity, her parents sent her to the palace as a concubine when she was thirteen in order to gain glory and wealth. The emperor was obsessed with Taoism and never touched her. After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, he gave her to the King of Zhenbei. The leader of the Qingyan tribe of the Kui clan wanted her spiritual essence, and when he failed to capture her by force, he ended up kidnapping her.

Although the lustful monk is greedy and never satisfied, to be fair, he is much better than those people who treat her as an object. At least he doesn't use force, but instead uses clever tricks to gain her approval.

"somebody is coming."

Qingji interrupted the conversation between the two people and directed everyone's attention to the south, where they saw several Kui tribe soldiers running in the direction of their escape, raising dust and hearing the sound of rapid hooves.

Nangong Qianrou looked carefully and said, "Don't be nervous, it's Li Miaozhen and Su Su."

There was something strange about her expression.

Everything here came to an end, and the Holy Maiden of Tianzong arrived, with the intention of gaining reputation and grabbing credit.

In addition to the Feiyan heroine Li Miaozhen and Su Su, there were three other men. The leader was an old man wearing a coarse cloth gown, his face was pale, he had heavy bags under his eyes, and he was not in a good mental state.

"You're late."

Nangong Qianrou wrapped the bandage on her hand to stop the bleeding, feeling a little dissatisfied. Li Miaozhen ignored her and walked towards Chu Pingsheng: "The people of Chuzhou City..."

"I know."

"The bloodbath of three thousand miles was done by the King of Zhenbei."

"I know too."

"How did you..."

She couldn't continue after starting the conversation. Su Su tugged at her sleeve and pointed at the armored man who was being guarded by two strong men dressed as foreigners.

At this time, Zheng Xinghuai, the governor of Chuzhou, came over with Gou Yushi and Yuan Shaoqing. When they saw the prisoner of Zhenbei King, they were immediately furious and their faces were burning with anger.

"King of Zhenbei, you slaughtered 300,000 people in Chuzhou City. This is a heinous crime that cannot be tolerated by heaven. I will bring you to justice even if I have to risk my life."

Censor Gou and Shaoqing Yuan also glared at him and asked loudly.

King Zhenbei curled his lips and said nothing.

He didn't take Zheng Xinghuai's oath seriously from the bottom of his heart. As a member of the royal family, there would naturally be people who would help him turn the tables when he arrived in the capital. As for the monk who would perform the consecration ceremony, as long as the price was right, everything would be fine.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Have you rested enough? If you have, let's go."

Li Miaozhen asked, "Where are your horses?"

"In Chuzhou City."

"Find someone to bring them here. Can we let them walk to Nanshan Town?"

Everyone looked at her with a very strange look.

"Why...are you looking at me like that?"

Nangong Qianrou glanced at the culprit and said, "You didn't go to the north to see it? Chuzhou City is gone."

"How could such a good city be gone?"

Nangong Qianrou pointed at Chu Pingsheng and said, "Ask him."

Li Miaozhen looked at him with confusion.

"Amitabha……"

"Eh?! You...you destroyed Chuzhou City?"

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and this debt must be settled with Hei Lian and Saren Agu."

"The head of the Earth Sect? The great wizard of the Wushen Sect?"

Li Miaozhen looked back at the people behind her and felt that she had missed a great drama.

……

When Chu Pingsheng and his party were heading south from the ruins of Chuzhou City, they came across a dark valley in the northeast of the mainland, within the territory of Jing State. In the middle of the valley was built an altar, with two huge stone statues standing on both sides of the altar. The statue on the left was wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian cap, with a long beard reaching his chest and cracks between his eyebrows. The statue on the right was wearing a crown of thorns, with a face as handsome as jade, and was handsome and unrestrained.

Deep in the altar was a city. It was still dark at this time, with only a few scattered lights matching the sparse stars, flickering in time with the rhythm of the sea.

At this moment, a rainbow light streaked across the sky and landed on the platform below the altar. The fires in the copper furnaces on both sides suddenly ignited, illuminating the old and haggard face of the great wizard Saren Agu who walked out of the wind boat.

"Teacher, are you back?"

The north wind blew, bringing in a white-haired old man wearing a wizard's crown and holding a blue crystal short staff.

"It's Tianlu..."

When Salun Agu saw his disciple, his spirit was drained away, he staggered to the ground, coughed a few times at the bluestone that was dim in the firelight, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Wushen Cult not only has him as a first-rank great wizard, but also three spiritual masters who are the national masters of the three countries of Yan, Kang and Jing, and there is actually a second-rank rain master, Nalan Tianlu.

In the Battle of Shanhaiguan, Nalan Tianlu was defeated by Wei Yuan, and his soul fell into the hands of the Buddhist sect and has been suppressed in the pagoda. Hei Lian went to Sanhua Temple to rescue Shenshu's left arm. Nalan Tianlu's soul took the opportunity to break through the magic circle, escaped back to Jingguo, and possessed the body of a dying old man.

Also, due to long-term suppression, his strength was not as strong as before, so Saren Agu did not let him participate in the siege against Kaiguang, and ordered him to stay in Jingshan City.

"Teacher, your body!"

Nalan Tianlu saw Salun Agu's face clearly in the light of the fire and his heart skipped a beat.

Compared to before she left, the teacher's face was visibly old, and the exposed skin seemed to have weathered and turned into powder, which rustled when the wind blew.

What does this mean? Considering the purpose of Saren Agu's trip to Chuzhou, he was obviously seriously injured.

"How could this be?"

His teacher is a first-class wizard. Only the three Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, or a master of that level who has the support of the city defense formation and the supervisor of national destiny, can severely injure him. However, there is only one enemy in Chuzhou - the monk who has performed consecration.

Saren Agu waved his hand, interrupting his apprentice's questioning thoughts, reached into his arms, and took out a sphere made of blood spirit power from his body, which was filled with black evil spirit that was surging like a cloud.

"Teacher, this is..."

"The contents inside can quickly corrode the seal of the Confucian Sage."

Saren Agu said: "With it, the witch god can soon return to this world, and my mission is accomplished. But... you must remember to be careful... be very careful, the evil spirit inside... you can't bear it. Before using it, you must put it in the witch blood pool and suppress it with the power of believers... so that it can remain stable."

No matter how Nalan Tianlu listened to his words, it seemed as if he was making arrangements for his final affairs.

"Teacher, your body."

"My body...is almost failing."

"Then I will go find a body for the teacher right away."

"no need."

Saren Agu shook his head: "My soul has already... run out of energy... even if I have a suitable body, it is meaningless."

Previously, Xu Pingfeng used his luck to intercept a trace of the evil spirit in the monk's body. After the two of them experimented, they found that it had a miraculous effect on corroding magic arrays, and even had significant results on sealing magic arrays set up by Confucian saints.

This is also the reason why he was willing to set up an ambush with the Kui Clan and Emperor Dafeng to attack the monks in Chuzhou City. At that time, he shrunk the Blood Prison of the Witch God and suppressed the evil spirit that entered his body. Then he released the Wind-Controlling Boat to travel east to Jingguo. On the way, all his strength was used to supply the Blood Prison of the Witch God to maintain the suppression of the evil spirit. Unexpectedly, the Human Clan's Fire also entered his body along with the evil spirit.

Between dispersing the evil spirit to resist the karma fire and maintaining the Witch God Blood Prison and allowing the karma fire to corrupt his soul, he chose the latter.

"Everything is for the witch god, go ahead."

Saren Agu pointed to the north of the mountain city, the shady side of Jingshan Mountain: "Put it in the witch blood pool."

"teacher."

"Go quickly."

Nalan Tianlu gritted his teeth, holding the thing that his teacher had exchanged his life for, and turned into a shadow and flew towards the shade of the mountain.

The witch god Blood Prison and the evil spirit left his body, taking away all of Saren Agu's persistence.

Powder fell quickly like rain, and the sea breeze blew his body into a cloud of dust, which floated into the sky. The soul of the great wizard also dissipated between heaven and earth.

……

In the capital city of Dafeng, the supervisor who was sitting on the terrace drinking tea and relaxing, opened his eyes, glanced to the northeast with a little surprise, and gently tapped the stone platform where the tea tray was placed.

"Old...teacher?"

"Ok?"

The second disciple, Sun Xuanji, who was sitting opposite, nodded at the stone platform.

The supervisor lowered his head and found a hole about an inch long left by his finger where he had just touched.

"Teacher, but...but there was...an accident?"

"..."

The supervisor did not answer his question.

……

Heavenly Realm, Mount Alanta.

Sitting on a white lotus platform with a golden top, the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, radiating brilliant golden light all over his body, opened his deep eyes. The majesty on his face was replaced by surprise and doubt, and his voice clearly revealed incomprehension.

"Saren Agu... is dead?"

A first-class person can also die, but killing one is quite difficult.

He would rather believe that his perception was wrong.

call out.

At this moment, a young boy in a red and yellow cassock appeared at the entrance of the hall, with a compassion and love in his eyes that did not match his age.

"Guangxian..."

The two looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

……

Above Jianzhou, there are vast white clouds, creating a fairyland-like scene.

The sunlight painted the sky golden. A strange beast with a snow-white body, horns like a deer, and a tail like a spirit snake shook its head backwards and looked into the distance at the northeast of the mainland.

It paddled its front hooves gently, seeming to be in a somewhat irritable mood.

After a moment, the four hooves moved together, and they stepped on the clouds and left with a soft silver light.

……

Tianzong Taoist temple, the central main peak fairy palace.

Sitting upright on a lotus platform, wearing a black Taoist robe, with a four-colored halo spinning behind his head, the Heavenly Venerable simply opened his eyes, then closed them immediately, without any change in expression.

...(End of chapter)