I'm a demon cultivator

Chapter 58: There are also fine traditions here
"Fellow Daoist Tan is quite free and easy. At first glance, he really has some of the demeanor of a young master. However, after witnessing Fellow Daoist Tan's ruthless attack, no matter how much Fellow Daoist Tan pretends, it cannot change my impression of him." Long Zhangyuan said with a half-smile on his face.

It was like watching a clown show, with obvious sarcasm in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Tan Shuchang neither responded verbally nor pretended to be elegant. Instead, he directly slashed down with his sword.

This sudden attack also surprised Long Zhangyuan.

But this person had practiced for more than 20 years, so he reacted instantly.

"Fellow Daoist Tan is truly despicable!" Waving his hand and slashing out a ray of sword energy, Long Zhangyuan snorted coldly, but as soon as he finished snorting, his expression changed drastically in an instant.

This was because his sword energy not only failed to stop the blood-colored sword energy, but was directly shattered as soon as it got slightly close to the blood-colored sword energy.

This kind of instant collapse of sword power often means that the gap in cultivation between the two people is too big!

But fortunately, Long Zhangyuan still has the advantage of magic weapons.

"Sword rises!"

Long Zhangyuan shouted loudly, and instantly the sound of a sword came from far away.

A long sword energy came from another mountain peak, slashing across a distance of several miles.

boom!
With this top-grade flying sword of the spiritual weapon level blocking the way, Tan Shuchang's sword energy of Jian'e was suddenly unable to continue and dissipated with the wind.

"This sword is good." Tan Shuchang couldn't help but praise it.

Tan Shuchang was undoubtedly the most clear about how fierce his Jian'e sword energy was. Not only did it contain the evil spirit's killing rules, but it also contained the evil spirit's malicious domain power.

But the fact that the sword is good doesn’t mean that Long Zhangyuan is a good person.

Tan Shuchang raised his hand and grabbed a few strands of mountain breeze, then pulled them casually. Suddenly, the wind strands turned into ribbons, entangled Long Zhangyuan's flying sword, and then pulled it away.

As the son of destiny in Tujian Mountain's righteous plan, Long Zhangyuan naturally has his own strengths. Even if he didn't have any strengths at the beginning, with the concentration of a lot of resources in Tujian Mountain, Long Zhangyuan was able to appear extraordinary.

However, this extraordinaryness also depends on who you compare it with...

After practicing for a few months, he had acquired the skills of more than 20 years of practice. Long Zhangyuan could be said to be amazing. And among the younger generation, it can be said that he has no rivals.

But in front of Tan Shuchang's fifty-one years of practice, Long Zhangyuan's cultivation was naturally not enough.

The martial arts that Long Zhangyuan practices is the Tiangong Treasure Book, and so does Tan Shuchang.

There is no difference between the two in terms of "quality".

"Not good!" At this time, on a mountain peak farther away, the faces of several old monks from Tujian Mountain who had come down the mountain with Long Zhangyuan changed drastically.

Because they didn't expect that the gap between their destined child and Tan Shuchang would be so huge.

Immediately, without caring about anything else, an old monk took action.

After knocking down the top-grade flying sword, Tan Shuchang was going to stab Long Zhangyuan all over so that he could be a "happy" person. But he suddenly felt a palpitation and had to throw out his long staff.

The long staff grew longer as the wind blew, and in an instant it became larger than the mountain.

boom!
This was not the long staff smashing down, but the long staff being smashed. The destructive collision wave directly shattered a large number of trees on the mountain through the air.

Then, with a crisp sound, the long staff broke into pieces.

Because what fell down was a spiritual magic weapon!

And this long staff itself is just a martial arts magic weapon. Although its grade has reached the upper level and possesses both magic and strength, its material itself is naturally makeshift. The materials used are just enough to refine a magic weapon of the upper level.

As for the spiritual weapon thrown out from the hands of the ancestor of Tujian Mountain, although it was seized in an occasional fight, the other party undoubtedly put a lot of effort in order to refine this spiritual weapon.

Therefore, the hardness of the material of this spiritual artifact can be said to have reached the ultimate hardness of the natural treasures in the A5 realm.

However, although the long staff was broken, Tan Shuchang also disappeared. It was not because he was shattered by the spiritual weapon, but because he had already disappeared without a trace.

This made the old monk who had taken action look ugly for a moment.

"Uncle Master, this..." Long Zhangyuan also came to his senses at this time. He did not expect that his first causal battle to settle a grudge would end in such a disappointing way.

For a moment, Long Zhangyuan's face looked uncertain.

He was very grateful to the other party for saving him, but didn't the other party's behavior make him look like a waste?

Can't you do anything except causing trouble?
However, the change in Long Zhangyuan's expression was seen by the old monk from Tujian Mountain as a manifestation of Long Zhangyuan's pure heart, so the old monk from Tujian Mountain used his own experience to comfort him, saying, "Zhangyuan, although this is a battle of grudges between you and Tan Shuchang, there is no need to follow any rules or loyalty to such an evil demon who killed his master! You were born with the destiny of heaven, you are extremely noble, and you cannot make any mistakes!"

"Yes, thank you for your teachings, uncle master!" Upon hearing this, Long Zhangyuan hurriedly bowed.

"Senior Brother Xu is right. When dealing with such evil heretics, we, the righteous cultivators, do not need to follow any rules or ethics. Even if they bully the weak, we are acting on behalf of heaven and doing our part for the righteousness of heaven and earth." A voice of agreement was heard. It was naturally the voices of several other old cultivators from Tujian Mountain who had come over.

"Zhang Yuan, I just watched you make a move. Your understanding of the way of the sword is almost there, but you still lack a lot in fighting with others. It just so happens that when we were young and wandering around the world, we accidentally discovered a secret place where a senior with a strange temperament practiced. After the senior left, he also left a special sword scripture there. We will take you there later, what do you think?"

An old monk from Tujian Mountain said this. On the one hand, he wanted to make up for Long Zhangyuan's shortcomings, and on the other hand, of course, he wanted to divert the attention of this son of destiny.

Although their words sound high-sounding, they actually cannot stand up to careful scrutiny.

But this is not a big problem.

In their view, this son of destiny chosen by the ancestors is still young and does not understand many things. When he is older, he will understand their good intentions.

"Thank you for your cultivation!" Long Zhangyuan said with some joy, but at the same time he couldn't help thinking in his heart - it seems that the monks of Tujian Mountain are not as glorious and upright as he imagined, they are still just mortals. If he can ascend to the throne of the Supreme One in the future, the first thing he has to do is to beware of the monks of Tujian Mountain.

At this moment, seeing Long Zhangyuan like this, the old monks of Tujian Mountain were ready to notify Zhao Huaiji to set up the secret realm.

(End of this chapter)