Jidao Wusheng: I am invincible in my flesh and tear the weirdness apart with my bare hands

Sword Sect, Calamity River.

Chu Siming, who had once fought Zhang Lingshan at the Fire Spirit Stone Mine in Zixiao Ridge, was sitting there, comprehending the Dao of Breaking the Sword Tribulation.

Since losing the Black Nether Sword, his strength has been greatly reduced.

They were once again struck down by Zhang Lingshan's strength.

Therefore, driven mad, he sought to increase his strength and ventured deep into the River of Tribulation, all in the hope of breaking through to the Dao.

This day.

He burst into laughter: "Hahaha, finally achieved enlightenment! That unknown brat, I, Chu Siming, truly have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have cultivated so diligently."

Just saying.

Suddenly, Zhang Lingshan's words echoed from the sky.

Chu Siming frowned.

This sound...

It felt strangely familiar.

However, because it was blessed by the Heavenly Dao, the voice became so loud that for a moment it was impossible to tell whose voice it was.

'wrong! ’

Chu Siming's heart suddenly stirred.

Having always stayed within the Sword Sect and never left, the voices I heard were all familiar to the Sword Sect members; how could I not recognize whose voice it was?

and.

The words spoken by Zhang Lingshan were so arrogant that he even wanted to seize the lineage of their Sword Sect.

What a courage!
And this was the only time in my life I had ever seen someone with such audacity, whose voice even sounded familiar to me.

Who else could it be but that unknown kid?

"what!!"

Chu Siming realized this and immediately roared angrily, "Zhang Lingshan, so your name is Zhang Lingshan! I'm going to kill you!"

He was not only angry, but also filled with fear, so he roared to suppress his fear.

Why the fear?

Because Heaven actually recognized the words of that little thief Zhang Lingshan, and its resounding voice echoed throughout the world.

It's clear that this kid's strength has reached an unbelievable level.

Although Chu Siming had broken through the sword tribulation and greatly increased his strength, he still wanted to take down this kid.

It's impossible!

He had spent a long time improving himself and suffered a lot, yet he still wanted to avenge his previous defeat.

result.

Did fate play such a cruel joke on me?
How could I not be angry? How could I not be afraid?

Chu Siming couldn't help but wonder if he would ever be able to surpass this guy named Zhang Lingshan in his lifetime.

I am not on the same level as the other person at all.

The other party issued a Dao statement, receiving the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, and was already a powerful figure on the same level as the Sword Sect Master.

Even if Chu Siming, a mere disciple, is strong, the fortune he receives is not as great as that of the Sword Sect Master.

This is the gap.

As time went by, Zhang Lingshan gained even more luck, making him even less of a match for him.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

Chu Siming roared inwardly.

Why is it that after finally leaving the Sword Sect, I've encountered such an invincible opponent?

This person will inevitably become a shadow in my heart, one that I can never shake off, like a mountain pressing down on my head.

"Chu Siming".

A voice suddenly rang out from outside the River of Calamity: "The Sword Saint Ancestor requests your presence."

Chu Siming was taken aback, then overjoyed, and immediately replied, "Yes."

He moved swiftly, leaving the River of Calamity and following the sound.

soon.

He arrived at the very top of the Sword Sect's Suspended Mountain and saw a simple thatched hut sitting in front of him.

Although the thatched hut was just like the dwelling of an ordinary poor person, no one dared to underestimate it.

in contrast.

Chu Siming immediately knelt down and bowed devoutly, saying, "Disciple Chu Siming pays respects to the Sword Saint Ancestor."

Half a day passed.

A voice slowly drifted from the thatched hut, saying, "Have you ever seen this Zhang Lingshan before?"

"Seen it!"

Chu Siming immediately said, "It's that brat who stole the Black Netherworld Light Sword from me and Zhuo Ling'er! I never expected that he would secretly establish a sect and even try to seize our Sword Sect's lineage. His heart is wicked! I beg the Sword Saint Ancestor to take action and kill this fiend, so that the world will know the methods of our Sword Sect!"

The Sword Saint Ancestor said indifferently, "A mere newly established sect leader is not worthy of my attention. Chu Siming, I heard you were breaking through the Sword Tribulation in the Tribulation River, how did it go?"

"Disciple has succeeded!"

Chu Siming said somewhat excitedly.

The fact that the Sword Saint Ancestor personally inquired about him was a great opportunity.

Even a single word of advice from the Sword Saint Ancestor would be of immense benefit to him.

"good."

The Sword Saint Ancestor said, "Considering your efforts, I will grant you a sword seal."

talking.

An invisible beam of light suddenly flew out of the thatched hut and landed on Chu Siming's forehead.

Chu Siming's expression changed, and he felt as if the world had changed color, and he was in a forest of swords.

He had a feeling that if he wanted, he could command all the precious swords in this boundless forest of swords.

Chu Siming was overjoyed and couldn't wait to try it out.

However, upon realizing where he was, he immediately abandoned the thought and instead bowed, saying, "Thank you for bestowing the seal, Ancestor. Ancestor, are you sending me to destroy that Spirit Mountain?"

He reacted quickly, understanding the implied meaning behind the words, and immediately realized the purpose of the Sword Saint Ancestor bestowing the sword seal.

Then the Sword Saint Ancestor said calmly, "Go. But do not harm the innocent. Just kill the ringleader. After killing Zhang Lingshan, take back the Lingguang and Heiming swords. These swords should belong to our Sword Sect."

"Yes!"

Chu Siming stood up and shouted, "I will not fail the Sword Saint Ancestor's trust! I guarantee to complete the mission!"

Say it.

He immediately took his leave, then transformed into a streak of sword light and plummeted straight down from the sky.

Originally, he planned to ask his master for a new sword.

But now, it's completely unnecessary.

With the sword seal bestowed by the Sword Saint Ancestor, all the precious swords in the world are his own.

And ever since he broke free from the sword tribulation.

Isn't one's own self a precious sword?

"Haha, Zhang Lingshan, you're finished!"

Chu Siming was very excited and headed straight for the location of Mount Ling.

He thought he would never have the chance to take revenge on Zhang Lingshan in his lifetime, but unexpectedly, the opportunity came in the blink of an eye.

Even with your extraordinary talent, Zhang Lingshan, you are indeed not to be underestimated.

but.

You are still too young.

How can a young man be compared to a sword saint who has lived for tens of thousands of years?

Their foundation is miles behind.

Even the Sword Saint Ancestor doesn't need to lift a finger. He only needs to send me, Chu Siming, to add a sword seal, and I can kill you, Zhang Lingshan, as easily as slaughtering a dog.

It's laughable that you're so arrogant and don't know how to be modest.

If you cultivate in a low-key manner, with your extraordinary talent, you might actually be able to block one of our Sword Saint Ancestor's sword imprints in the future.

Haha.

Chu Siming never imagined that Zhang Lingshan could rival the Sword Saint Ancestor.

Being able to block the sword imprint is its future limit. And now...

Zhang Lingshan is doomed!
……

Haizhou.

An unknown place.

The elderly Chen Youming sat in a rocking chair, his eyes slightly narrowed as he rested. Suddenly, he heard Zhang Lingshan's words echoing through the heavens and earth. He jumped up, his face showing shock.

"This kid..."

He murmured to himself.

"Master, this kid has some nerve!"

The man with bull horns on his head was Chen Youming's close disciple. He also showed an incredulous expression and said, "He actually wants to shoulder all the inheritances of the world and guard the fortune of the entire Nine Provinces Continent. Who does he think he is?"

"This young man's spirit is awe-inspiring."

"No wonder we were able to kill Li Bufan back then. We took the blame for him, so it doesn't mean we were incompetent."

"Zuoqiu Jian's city was probably destroyed by this Zhang Lingshan. He has done so many great things quietly. I thought he was a low-key person, but I didn't expect him to suddenly make such arrogant pronouncements. It's incomprehensible."

The stone man, the snake-tailed beauty, and Chen Youming's close disciples, including Youying, all exclaimed in amazement.

No one expected that this Zhang Lingshan could do such a shocking thing.

To know.

When his master found Zhang Lingshan, he gave him the Netherworld Fire to help him open the Dragon Palace, which was a trivial and dispensable move.

But I didn't expect it.

This seemingly insignificant move not only destroyed Li Bufan's Demon Suppression Division, but also resulted in such a reckless pronouncement.

In contrast, what did all these people do when they got together?
It seems like I haven't accomplished anything.

Aside from taking the blame for Li Bufan's death, they had been quietly developing their strength and hadn't accomplished anything earth-shattering.

His grandma's.

Thinking about this, everyone couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.

The man with the horns snorted and said, "This Zhang Lingshan is practically a disciple of our master. He's about to utter a Dao statement, yet he doesn't even consult our master beforehand. He rashly utters such an arrogant Dao statement. I think he's going to die."

“Since he is half a disciple of our master, why not help him?” the stone man said.

The woman with the snake tail said, "How can we help? Zhang Lingshan's words have made him a mortal enemy of the eight ancient sects. Wouldn't it be suicide for us to help him?"

"Just going to join in the fun and see what happens. Maybe this sacred mountain can create a miracle."

The stone man laughed.

They've been left to languish here indefinitely, and Chen Youming, old and frail, has grown accustomed to it.

But they are all young people who have finally cultivated to the peak of their cultivation. Who would be willing to stay here in a lowly and ordinary life?
and so.

I have to go and join in the fun.

Although they were made scapegoats for Li Bufan's death, the Demon Suppression Sect will not let them off the hook.

However, given the Demon Suppression Sect's nature, they will definitely set their sights on Zhang Lingshan's Lingshan Mountain, waiting for Zhang Lingshan to be killed by the eight ancient sects, and then plunder the entire Lingshan Mountain.

They wouldn't bother with those people anymore.

and so.

I'm not afraid at all.

"Master, please say something, should we go or not? We all think we should go."

The horned man looked at Chen Youming.

Chen Youming glanced at the eager disciples and sighed, saying, "Let's go then. We can also see what's so special about this Spirit Mountain and why it has gained the approval of the Heavenly Dao."

"Hehe. I knew Master thought the same thing as us. We can't just hide here forever."

The man with the bull horns laughed happily.

We can finally go out.

Staying in this wretched, remote place all the time is making me feel like I'm going to rot from boredom.

"set off!"

He shouted and ran ahead excitedly.

although.

This was the first time they had learned of the existence of Mount Ling, but the location of Mount Ling was already imprinted in their minds.

Who told Zhang Lingshan to be so arrogant?

To safeguard the destiny of the Nine Provinces, one must naturally bear the heavy pressure of this Daoist saying.

Having one's location known to the world is just a minor pressure.

It's also Haizhou.

The Northern Darkness Sect.

The Ming siblings, who had once been hitched a ride on Zhang Lingshan's boat, stared at each other in disbelief.

"Sister, could this Zhang Lingshan be the same Zhang Lingshan who hitched a ride on our boat back then?"

Ming Xiaofeng said in disbelief.

Ming Feng'er pondered for a long time before saying, "I never expected that I would misjudge this person."

"I thought he was just a nobody who could only hide away and live a quiet life in this chaos, barely surviving."

"Unexpectedly, this person was so audacious that he not only established a sect but also gained the approval of the Heavenly Dao, uttering such incomprehensible Daoist pronouncements."

"Alas, the tallest tree in the forest will surely be felled by the wind."

"This Zhang Lingshan just doesn't know how to keep a low profile. This time, not only will he die, but he will also implicate the entire sect."

At this point, Ming Feng'er couldn't help but let out a sorrowful sigh.

Ming Xiaofeng looked worried and said, "Then sister, can we help him? I don't think Zhang Lingshan is a bad person. With your strength, you should be able to help him, right?"

"I?"

Ming Feng'er couldn't help but give a wry smile: "What do you take me for, a fairy? If I had that kind of ability, the Northern Underworld Sect would be ruled by our Ming family now, not by Bei Suifeng. But speaking of which, it seems like Bei Suifeng hasn't appeared for quite some time."

She fell into deep thought.

Bei Suifeng suddenly disappeared. Did something happen?

Should I take this opportunity to make a move?

But what if Bei Suifeng didn't get into trouble and instead gained some kind of opportunity?
"Oh, what a troubled time."

Ming Feng'er sighed inwardly.

If a fight really breaks out, she is confident that she will not be afraid of Bei Suifeng. However, Bei Suifeng has Zhang Weigang of the Demon Suppression Sect behind him, and that guy is the real troublemaker.

and so.

I would never act rashly without a foolproof plan.

"Sister, why don't we go to Mount Ling for a visit? Zhang Lingshan hitched a ride on our boat back then, so we're in a good way for him. Surely he won't refuse us entry to Mount Ling. Mount Ling is recognized by the Heavenly Dao, so it must be extraordinary and worth seeing."

Ming Xiaofeng suddenly made a suggestion.

Ming Feng'er said speechlessly, "Are you crazy? Going to Lingshan now is suicide. Zhang Lingshan's words have angered the eight ancient sects, and they have definitely already made their move. If we go now, we'll probably only be able to collect their corpses."

"Then let's hurry up and go through the Fog Realm. It's just the two of us, so we can travel light."

Ming Xiaofeng said.

Ming Feng'er gave him a deep look and said, "What exactly are you trying to do, kid?"

Ming Xiaofeng smiled somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Although we can't save Zhang Lingshan this time, we can save the Lingshan disciples."

"you!"

Ming Feng'er snorted, then immediately understood, and said with exasperation, "You're worried that Mu Huanyue, who follows Zhang Lingshan, is dead, aren't you? You've fallen for her? That woman belongs to Zhang Lingshan, she's arrogant and won't be interested in you. Give up."

"No, don't talk nonsense. I just wanted to go and take a look. We can watch from a distance, we won't get caught in the crossfire, right, sis?"

Ming Xiaofeng revealed her trump card, adopting a coquettish demeanor.

Ming Feng'er sighed, "Sigh, I really can't do anything with you. Let's go then."

"I knew my sister was the best to me."

Ming Xiaofeng was very happy and followed closely behind her sister.

Ming Feng'er sighed inwardly.

That fool.

Do you really think I've been swayed by your words?

If I hadn't wanted to see this so-called sacred mountain myself, do you think I would have let you go and watch the show?
'With my strength, protecting this silly little brother isn't a problem. As long as I don't get too close.'

Ming Feng'er thought to herself, 'Let's see what Zhang Lingshan's strength is now. To gain the approval of the Heavenly Dao, he must be quite powerful. I wonder how many attacks he can withstand from the ancient sects.' (End of Chapter)