From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 579: Qingcheng Bloodbath

"The catastrophe is not over yet?"

Li Yang's face froze. Judging from the current situation, the top combat power of the Jizhen Realm army had been completely wiped out. Although there were still more than ten human immortals left, with him present, they could not cause any major waves from the gods.

In this era, what determines the outcome of a war is no longer the number of weapons and soldiers, but the top masters who fly backwards in the pyramid. Regardless of the perspective of the gods, this war should have ended.

Seeing Li Yang frowning, Ming Zun clasped his hands together, turned around and walked west without any explanation.

"Ming Zun, where are you going?" Li Yang asked.

"The battle with the Extremely True Earthly Immortal exhausted my magical power and willpower. Now, I need to return to the Snow Mountain again."

"Snow mountain? Mount Kailash?" Li Yang frowned slightly: "If I want to see you, or want to see Xiao Zhuoma, how can I find you?"

Ming Zun turned around gently, picked up a flower and smiled: "As long as you come to the snow mountain, the one you want to see will meet you. A thousand miles will welcome you, and eight hundred miles will see you off. At that time, every leaf, snow, stone, and monk on the mountain will be Ming Zun."

After saying this, Mingzun bowed to Li Yang from a distance, turned into a golden lotus and went westwards, but he did not reveal anything about the return of little Zhuoma.

Li Yang stared at the direction where Jin Lian went away, with a complicated expression.

He actually had a lot of questions he wanted to ask her, including his origins, the whereabouts of Xiao Zhuoma and Gao Miao, the truth about the secret realm of Shangri-La, and the evil and sacred "Buddha Fruit"...

"It's a pity that you won't tell me."

Li Yang sensed a lot of things from Ming Zun's attitude and was very wary of this extremely mysterious Ming Zun.

But at least it is clear at the moment that Ming Zun is on the side of himself and China, and that is enough.

Thinking of this, a mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat again, and the taste of rust blocked his throat, but Li Yang swallowed it back.

He had to kill the earth immortals, purge the extremely real immortals in the territory of China, return to Baiyun Mountain to rescue Chi Yanhong's jade treasure, and then go to Longhu Mountain to visit Yangshen Yingming Zun. All these things happened one after another, leaving him with almost no chance to breathe. Even now, he still had five clones fighting in the territory of China.

When Li Yang was about to fly back to the southern battlefield on his sword, his expression suddenly changed and he could no longer control the blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head and looked towards the southeast. Just a moment ago, the connection between him and one of his clones was cut off!
"What's going on! There's a clone over there... and it's been dispersed!"

Li Yang frowned and thought for a moment, then flew up from the Longhu Mountain ruins on his sword and headed straight to the southeast.

In order to prevent accidents, Li Yang used his spiritual power to contact the remaining four clones and gather them together.

Following the direction of the clone that had lost contact, Li Yang headed southeast. How fast was he at this moment? In a moment, he entered Shuchuan from Jiangxi.

During this process, clones continued to come back and return to their original body.

These clones are like puppets that execute orders. Although they have simple judgment abilities, they cannot think like the original body and can only execute the orders of the original body.

Moreover, these clones cannot exchange information with the original body once they exceed a certain distance!

Feeling that something was strange, Li Yang did not move forward rashly after entering Shuchuan. He did not fly forward again until the last Yin Fa clone returned to its original body.

Following the faint sense, I found the place where the incident happened, which was a withered and lifeless mountain.

Li Yang is very familiar with this mountain, and he has visited it many times.

Qingcheng Mountain! Today's Huaguo Dao League headquarters! As a famous Taoist mountain that once had the reputation of "Qingcheng is the most secluded place in the world", it is now in a terrible state. The palaces on the mountain have collapsed, the peaks have been broken, the trees have withered, and there are burning fires and charred soil everywhere.

In other words, most of the famous mountains and rivers are like this at present. Those extremely immortal people seem to be very familiar with the blessed places in China. The famous mountains and caves that Li Yang went to recapture in the past two days were basically destroyed into this state.

However, the situation in Qingcheng Mountain is even more tragic!
As the headquarters of the Taoist Alliance, although most of the masters were sent to the south to participate in the war, there should be at least thousands of Taoists and staff in the mountain to maintain the basic operation of the mountain.
But Li Yang circled over Qingcheng Mountain for several times, but did not sense the breath of a living person!
Standing still in the clouds, Li Yang immediately chanted the Yinshan Method and reached out to grab the Qingcheng Mountain.

"Interesting. Not even a trace of soul was left. Thousands of Taoists and soldiers were annihilated in an instant?"

What he did was the soul-summoning technique from the Yinshan School. As long as the person died of natural causes within seven days and their soul did not drift away, he could bring it back.

Li Yang's face was grim, and he held the Nanming Sword in his right hand again.

After carefully checking the mountain for another half a minute, Li Yang finally sensed a faint energy under a stream in the mountains.

The stream was muddy, and the blood brought down by the corpses upstream had dyed the stream red. The pebbles at the bottom of the stream were also difficult to see clearly. The fish, with their white bellies exposed, were brought to the shore by the scarlet water, where they were squeezed into a white mass.

Ignoring the blood, Li Yang flew over the stream and sensed it for a moment, then stretched out his hand and grabbed a ragged man out of the water.

The stream water was originally scarlet in color. After soaking in the water, the man's clothes could not be seen in their original color. His face was pale, and his hands were tightly holding an ancient bronze sword.

"Liu Ming?!"

Li Yang was shocked and put Liu Ming on the pebbles on the shore. He pressed his abdomen with his right hand and passed a stream of spiritual energy to him. Liu Ming immediately showed pain on his face, and with a wow he vomited out the dirt in his mouth, nose and throat, and woke up slowly.

"Hey, it's Master, ... Master, did you win?"

Liu Ming was still dizzy after waking up and struggled to stand up.

Li Yang frowned slightly, trying to see something from Liu Ming.

It's just that this upright sword master is too strong. Thanks to his powerful self-healing ability, although his clothes are tattered, there is not a single wound on his body. His skin is so smooth and white that it is simply enviable.

"Do you remember what happened before you fell into a coma?"

"What happened?" Liu Ming paused after hearing this, then tapped his head, his eyes thoughtful: "I only remember drawing lots with Wang Shuhuan and Li Ling'er, and drawing the support of Qingcheng Mountain, and then helping Qi Kuishou to deal with the two extremely true earthly immortals in Qingcheng Mountain."

"Then, when I learned that you, Master, needed help, I asked Qi Kuishou to bring the spiritual stones from the mountain to help you, while I fought against the two extremely true earthly immortals on the mountain."

“I’m not bragging to you, Master. I, your disciple, a congenital being, was no match for two immortals with my sword! Those two earthly immortals cried out in admiration after being slashed by me. They knelt on the ground in submission and even said they wanted to join Baiyun Mountain. How could that be possible? Isn’t that an insult to our Baiyun Mountain? They were so angry at my rejection that they fought me with their swords again. It was so intense that the sky was dizzy and the earth was dark…”

Seeing that Liu Ming was about to talk nonsense again, Li Yang immediately raised his hand to interrupt: "If that's the case, why are you lying dead in the riverbed?"

"Besides, everyone on the mountain is dead now!" Li Yang looked serious and stared at Liu Ming.

"What?" Liu Ming's face changed immediately. Only at this moment did he hold the Ji sword and look at everything around him.

Blood, endless blood!

In the upper reaches of the stream, corpses were being washed down: Taoists, soldiers, men, women... They were blocked by rocks sticking out of the water, almost covering the entire surface of the stream.

Beside the stream, a thousand-year-old Taoist temple collapsed, and a pavilion for tourists to rest also had its pillars broken, turning it into a ruin of bricks, stones and earth.

"Impossible, this is impossible. I clearly, clearly held back those two human immortals..."

Liu Ming staggered back, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. He shook his head and hit his head hard with his right hand.

Li Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at his apprentice with a look of pity: "Liu Ming, you, look in the mirror..."

"Mirror?" After a series of blows, Liu Ming's thoughts were a little confused. He heard something else in Li Yang's words. He searched for it without success, and then looked straight at the stream beside him.

The Ji sword fell to the ground with a clang. Liu Ming used his hands and feet to crawl to the stream. Under the shining red water of the stream, the young man was reflected on the water surface. He had a terrified look in his eyes and his white hair was completely covered with frost.

Liu Ming's eyes widened, and then his whole body began to tremble...
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It took Liu Ming half a quarter of an hour to finally accept what was happening before his eyes.

"So, you really have no memory of my last clone's arrival?"

"No, really." Liu Ming hugged the Ji Sword and his knees, sitting by the stream like a ball, with a sad face: "My last memory is the scene of fighting with two human immortals from the Extreme Realm after Qi Kuishou left. Those two human immortals were so ruthless that I used all my trump cards and blew up some of the treasures in my Black Sword Pill to barely hold them back."

Li Yang frowned: "But I fished you out of the stream, and your life span has been severely depleted."

"I don't know, I really don't know. I clearly protected them. I blew up so many treasures and held on for so long, but why, why did they all die???" Liu Ming cried secretly, holding his head, tears streaming down his face.

Li Yang looked at Liu Ming, who was crying bitterly, for a long time, and then said calmly: "Disciple, are you willing to let the master see your sea of ​​consciousness?"

"Okay!" Liu Ming stood up suddenly, his face full of tears and a determined look.

At this moment, he wanted to know what happened to himself in Qingcheng Mountain more than Li Yang.

Looking at the sea of ​​consciousness is actually a disguised form of soul searching, which is a very privacy-invading act. It is even more shameful to be stripped naked and standing in a crowd. Unless it is a special form, even a master cannot force his disciple to search his soul.

Seeing that Liu Ming was determined, Li Yang stopped hesitating and gently stroked Liu Ming's forehead with one hand.

With Liu Ming's cooperation, Li Yang easily entered Liu Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, and then used the Yinshan method to check his memory.
Thirty seconds later, Li Yang pondered and put down his hand.

"How is it? Master, have you found anything?" Liu Ming immediately looked at Li Yang with anticipation.

"You didn't lie about the two Extreme Realm Immortals and Qi Kuishou."

“But in the back, it all disappeared.”

Li Yang's eyes were filled with deep thought, and he spoke each word with pauses.
"Disappeared?" Liu Ming's brows were twisted into a "川" shape.

"Well, it was as if nothing had happened. It was extremely natural. I used the Yinshan secret method with my Yang Spirit and only found a ray of light."

"A very hazy and dreamy light."

Speaking of this, Li Yang couldn't help but feel confused.

"At present, there are only two possibilities."

"First, when my formation body came to Qingcheng Mountain to support, the two immortals from the Extreme Realm felt that they were no match for them, so they blew themselves up or used some forbidden secret method out of despair. They instantly wiped out thousands of people on the mountain, causing damage to your soul, and also wiped out my clone when you were caught off guard."

This is not impossible, and the possibility is very high. If the two immortals in the Extreme Realm are really desperate and want to die together, the power of their self-detonation is equivalent to that of a nuclear bomb. Under other factors, it is possible to wipe out their own clones in an instant.

Liu Ming hesitated and asked, "Then Master, what about the second possibility?"

"The second possibility..." Li Yang looked solemnly at the ruins of Mount Qingcheng, and said word by word, "The second possibility is that in addition to the two immortals from the Extreme Realm, there were other enemies on Mount Qingcheng at that time."

"He was discovered by my clone who came to support Qingcheng, but he didn't want his existence to be exposed, so he killed my clone and everyone who saw this scene on Qingcheng Mountain..."

When Liu Ming heard this, he felt his hair stand on end. He could not believe that while he was fighting with two immortals from the Jizhen Realm, there was such a terrifying existence watching him in secret, and he was completely unaware of it.

But soon, Liu Ming noticed the loophole in Li Yang's words: "Master, since this existence wants to wipe out everything on Qingcheng Mountain, why am I still alive?"

"Because of the sword in your hand." Li Yang turned around, his eyes calmed down, and stared at Liu Ming's white hair: "You must have spent a lot of money relying on the Ji Sword to survive the annihilation of that existence."

"Because my clone was destroyed, and you know I will be here soon, I can only do the next best thing and destroy part of your memory."

Li Yang pondered, this whole process would not be too slow, because his Yin Fa clone had liberated many caves along the way, and when he arrived at Qingcheng Mountain, he should be at the Longhu Mountain ruins Yang Shen Ying Zhao Zun.

Liu Ming's eyes widened, and he felt a chill running down his spine to his limbs and internal organs.

"But you don't have to worry too much. At present, the first guess is more likely."

"And even if the truth is the second one, since it is afraid to show up and has erased all traces of itself, it means that it is not sure it can take me down at this moment."

Li Yang sighed, then patted Liu Ming on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. Let's go to the front line in Qiongzhou together and tell Elder Xie and Taoist Qi what happened on Qingcheng Mountain."

"Your fellow disciples are there now. They are working with the Dao Alliance Special Bureau and monks from various countries to eliminate the remaining Xuan Warriors along the coast."

Liu Ming was in a trance, but when he came to his senses he nodded, his head of white hair flying in the mountain breeze.

In a moment, a ray of sword light rose from the desolate Qingcheng Mountain.

(End of this chapter)