From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 52: Moon Essence Wheel

At this time, the stone platform was already an extreme mixture of ice and fire, with billowing flames on one side and bone-chilling cold on the other.

The true flame at the Yang Eye has turned white, and the air waves visible to the naked eye are rolling continuously. The weapon fragments and strange iron slowly melted into liquid and floated above the Yang Eye.

The sword energy became more and more ethereal, emitting a clear light that illuminated the entire cave as bright as day.

Then came the most important step. The sword energy and the strange iron liquid each separated into a line, one cold and one white, slowly entangled in the air above the dividing line of the Tai Chi diagram.

When the cold and white forces were completely entangled on the dividing line of the Tai Chi diagram, the cold and hot force fields on the Tai Chi diagram began to rotate continuously.

At this point, Li Yang could no longer do anything except mechanically transporting spiritual energy. He could only allow the sword energy and materials to continue to change.

The cold and white colors gradually merged into one, and the outline of a weapon was faintly visible. Li Yang had no time to look up. If he looked up at this moment, he would find that the outline was very strange, and it was not the style of the flying sword he had imagined.

The cold and hot force fields of the Tai Chi diagram rotated nine times. Each time it rotated, the outline of the weapon became clearer and Li Yang's face became uglier.

After nine rotations of yin and yang, the stone platform shone brightly. The weapon made a whoosh sound and turned into a ray of cold light, which rushed into the mountain spring beside the cave and raised a large amount of white mist.

His vision went dark and he almost fainted. Li Yang forced himself to cheer up, put away the Blood Ruyi and walked towards the mountain spring. Chi Yanhong, who heard the noise on the other side of the cliff, woke up from his meditation and hurried over to support him.

"Are you refining your natal flying sword? Why didn't you tell me? At least I can still protect you." Chi Yanhong looked at Li Yang with sunken eyes and felt a little distressed.

The method of sensing fetal breathing requires meditation the most. Once you enter a state of meditation, it is difficult to wake up. Chi Yanhong did not expect to see this scene when he opened his eyes.

"It's okay. I was too careless. You never thought that activating a stone platform would almost cost me half my life." As soon as Li Yang moved, the pain in his meridians made his face distorted.

Chi Yanhong had a complicated expression and understood Li Yang's considerations.

Li Yang is already a congenital being, but her current cultivation level is only at the level of drawing qi. She has no way to provide any help when Li Yang is refining the sword, and protecting him is even more of a joke.

After all, she was still too weak.

With a long sigh, Chi Yanhong helped Li Yang walk towards the mountain spring.

The spring water was clear and the rising white mist had dissipated. The two soon noticed that a strange weapon inserted at the bottom of the spring was emitting a cold light.

Li Yang's mind moved, and he clenched his right hand in the air. A weapon like moonlight broke through the water and flowed with Li Yang's thoughts. It circled around him, flashing a breathtaking cold light.

It is not a fairy sword. This weapon resembles a crescent moon. There is not even a place where you can hold it with your hand. The moon blade is clear and bright, while the back of the moon has metal protrusions with cloud patterns, exuding an ancient charm.

"Go." Li Yangqing shouted, and the moon wheel rushed towards a rock. With a "clang" sound, the moon wheel rotated and the hard rock was immediately cut off like tofu, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

The two were shocked. Compared with the sword energy, the attack power and speed of the Moon Wheel increased significantly.

"Is this the immortal sword you want to refine?"

Chi Yanhong looked at the moon wheel flying back to Li Yang with a strange look in his eyes. The power of this moon wheel was simply unbelievable.

Li Yang was also a little confused. He was struggling to deal with Shitai's demands at the time and had no time to pay attention to what the sword energy and materials were refined into.

"It's not a big problem. Who says a sword immortal must use a sword? Isn't it enough if it's powerful enough?" Li Yang called the Moon Wheel to his side and couldn't let it go. The wheel was cool and beautiful. It didn't look like a weapon, but more like a ray of moonlight.

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

This Moon Wheel was the first magical weapon to be refined after the revival of spiritual energy. Chi Yanhong couldn't figure out what Li Yang had accidentally refined. "Let's name it "Moon Spirit Wheel." Li Yang remembered a very classic movie in his previous life, in which there was a weapon that was very similar to his own Moon Wheel.

As soon as Li Yang finished speaking, the Moon Wheel responded and three ancient cloud-patterned seal characters gradually appeared on the wheel.

After storing the Moon Essence Wheel into Dantian for nurturing, a faint moon pattern appeared between Li Yang's eyebrows, and then gradually disappeared.

"Let's go, fellow Taoist. After I recover for a night, it's time to get off the cliff."

After putting away the Moon Essence Wheel, Li Yang smiled faintly at Chi Yanhong.

Chi Yanhong nodded, the knuckles of his right hand holding the "Jade Leaf and Golden Tablet" turned white, and then he loosened his grip weakly.
-
Early morning, Golden Summit of Emei Mountain.

"Zi Yao, let's go down the mountain. The police have searched the bottom of the cliff several times in the past two days, but they didn't find the Taoist priest's body. It's useless for you to stay here all the time."

Listening to Zhang Meng's advice, Zhao Ziyao, who had dark circles under her eyes and looked extremely tired, shook her head.

"I don't believe the Taoist priest is really dead. He is so powerful that he can pierce a rock with one palm. How could he die without even a corpse?"

Zhang Meng patted Zhao Ziyao on the shoulder to comfort her: "It's a vertical distance of 800 meters. You're not Superman. How can you not die?"

Zhao Ziyao did not answer, but just stared blankly at the rolling sea of ​​clouds below the Sheshen Cliff.

"But I did hear that someone once disappeared on the Sheshen Cliff, and came back on his own two days later. He also said that he found a fairyland at the bottom of the cliff and met an immortal." Nie Wei scratched his head and told them a legendary story that a mountain guide had told them.

Zhang Meng glared at Nie Wei and said, "Where are the immortals and what kind of society are these? We have taken pictures of the cliff with drones several times. How can this be called a fairyland?"

"We have learned about this in our textbooks. In the Peach Blossom Spring written by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, a fisherman accidentally entered a magical place. However, ordinary people could not find it if they tried to look for it. Only by meeting certain conditions and coincidence could one enter. Maybe the Taoist priest has reached that place."

Nie Wei retorted indignantly that he wanted to confess his feelings yesterday, but he didn't expect Zhang Meng to anticipate him and send him a good guy + brother card. Now he has a strong rebellious mentality.

"Okay, okay, Peach Blossom Spring, right? I'll tell you the facts and you tell me the story."

"Stop arguing. We haven't watched the sunrise properly these past two days. Let's go down the mountain after watching the sunrise today."

Zhao Ziyao was so annoyed by the noise that she had to stop the two of them. She looked back at the sea of ​​clouds and mountains and sighed.

Walking from the Self-Sacrifice Cliff to the Cultivation Platform, Nie Wei and Zhang Meng were still arguing about whether there were immortals in the world and the Peach Blossom Spring.

Nie Wei didn't believe it at first, but now that Zhang Meng didn't believe it, he had to refute it.

Rolling her eyes at the two's childish behavior, Zhao Ziyao turned around and saw a fat Taoist priest and an old man patrolling the square with some young people in a menacing manner.

Old Man Qi took two puffs of his pipe, turned around and patted his chest to the fat Taoist priest with a face full of flesh, and said, "Master Ma, don't worry, I have people watching the cable car and Leidongping. That little charlatan must not have come down the mountain yet."

"Thank you, Mr. Qi, for your kindness. He is such a good young man, but he does not do his job properly and only knows how to steal and cheat. It is also because our Dongyue Temple has lax defense that he succeeded." Abbot Ma called him Wuliang Tianzun with a look of compassion on his face.

"No need to say more, I will help the temple master to get it back. I, Qi Yong, have believed in Taoism in Mount Emei for many years, and I hate this kind of unscrupulous charlatan the most!" Old man Qi had a bad look on his face. He hadn't found Li Yang for two days, and in his eyes, he believed that Li Yang was deliberately hiding from them out of fear of committing a crime.

Master Ma was overjoyed, muttering in his heart: "Hey, you little bastard, I can't beat you, can't you call for help? Don't you see whose territory this is? Wuliang Tianzun, I want to see who can break whose hand this time?"

"But... where is this bastard hiding? Why haven't we caught him in two days?" Master Ma looked around at the tourists with a puzzled look.

(End of this chapter)