I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 198: Hongmeng Purple Qi! The middle stage of the Divine Realm!

Li Qingyun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and concentrated. The blood in his body surged like a river and the inside of his dantian was like a bottomless abyss, greedily devouring the vast energy in his body.

True energy surges through the meridians like waves crashing against the shore, and every surge brings a shock to the mind and spirit.

That force was like a violent storm, constantly washing away the realm barriers of "The Art of Great Freedom of the Heavenly Immortals" and shattering all shackles.

He felt every inch of his flesh and blood tremble slightly under this violent force, his bones and fascia seemed to be squeezed and reshaped by an invisible force, and a faint heat emanated from his whole body, as if he was being trained in fire.

As his practice deepened, Li Qingyun's consciousness gradually entered a state of emptiness.

Everything in front of him seemed to blur and fade away, leaving only the power in his dantian that was like the movement of stars resonating in his inner world.

The time and sounds of the outside world seemed to become unimportant, only the flow of true energy was stirring in his body like the sound of nature.

The operation of "Great Freedom Heavenly Immortal Art" became smoother and smoother. Every strand of true energy circulated in the meridians, converging at the center of Dantian, stirring up layers of waves.

He clearly felt that the bottleneck that was once extremely solid was being weakened layer by layer, and the shackles of the divine realm were being eroded bit by bit, gradually showing signs of loosening.

Finally, a light sound like tearing silk exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness, like a sharp blade tearing through the invisible barrier.

In an instant, brilliant primordial purple energy burst out from all the acupoints in Li Qingyun's body, like the first ray of light when the world was created, suddenly tearing the shackles of his mind into pieces.

The purple energy swept over like a torrent, filling his spiritual world and bringing an indescribable sense of expansion.

Li Qingyun only felt that his mind was becoming more and more condensed, as if it had achieved some kind of wonderful resonance with the rhythm of heaven and earth.

His spiritual power spread like a tide, his consciousness penetrated walls and the void, sensing every flow of wind and every fall of snowflakes in the outside world, and even vaguely aware of the faint breathing of spirit beasts in the distant mountains.

This omnipresent perception made him feel as if he was between heaven and earth and had become a part of the mountains and rivers.

He knew that this was the mark of the middle stage of the divine realm—a state of unity with heaven and earth and a state in which the spirit transcends the physical body.

As the breakthrough was completed, Li Qingyun felt that his body had undergone an unprecedented transformation.

The primordial purple energy that filled his body turned into fine streaks of light, wandering among his limbs and bones, reforging his muscles and bones into something extremely tough, and every inch of his flesh and blood was filled with explosive power.

Every breath he took merged with the energy of heaven and earth, sublimating both his body and his spirit.

Purple light wrapped around his body, dancing like a dragon or snake. Every wisp of purple light contained endless aura and secret, as if the most original rules between heaven and earth were converging in his body.

According to the records of "Da Zizai Tianxian Jue", the wisp of purple air lingering around the body in front of him was none other than the legendary Hongmeng purple air - it originated from the source of all things at the beginning of the world and is the starting point of all life in the world.

After the purple energy flowed into his body, Li Qingyun could feel that his progress in practicing the martial arts had undergone an unprecedented transformation.

A large amount of Qi and blood essence was thoroughly refined in his Dantian and integrated into every meridian and every cell. His power was like a seed buried deep underground. It finally broke through the ground at this moment and quickly grew into a towering tree with its roots penetrating deep into the sky and earth.

The primordial purple energy surrounding his body continued to pour in like a tide, bringing endless vitality and strength, injecting new vitality into his flesh, blood, and bones.

Every time the qi and blood circulated, Li Qingyun could feel the strength in his muscles becoming more and more abundant, and the true energy in his body became as surging as a rushing river.

When the last trace of qi and blood was completely integrated into the meridians, the invisible primordial purple energy condensed in the dantian and gradually condensed into an elixir with flowing light.

Complex ancient runes emerged on the elixir, just like the original divine will between heaven and earth, flickering in the dim light.

This is exactly Li Qingyun’s “Infinite Immortal Pill”!
The formation of the immortal embryo meant that he was going further and further on the path to immortality and had entered a higher realm of cultivation.

Li Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp purple light flashed in the depths of his pupils, like a fleeting meteor in the night sky. He slowly exhaled a long breath of turbid air, which swirled in the air like a whirlwind, rolling up a short airflow, and dissipated in the cool night wind after a moment.

[Remaining Qi and Blood: 15,200 Souls]...

At the same time, the gray fog that originally filled the mysterious palace, as if it had never changed, was now stained with a faint purple light by the Hongmeng purple energy.

The light flows in the palace, appearing even more profound and mysterious, hiding the ultimate secret between heaven and earth.

Li Qingyun did not continue to immerse himself in the joy of the breakthrough, but quickly activated his "performation" magical power to nourish and replenish the "breath" that had been mostly consumed previously.

This spell has demonstrated its astonishing power in previous battles. It can shake the opponent's soul in an instant. It is a particularly deadly killing move for cultivators in the fifth realm.

[Remaining Qi and Blood: 9,700 Souls]...

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A night passed, the morning light began to appear, and a thin mist shrouded the mountains.

Feng Yaqin arrived at Li Qingyun's courtyard early and took him to say goodbye to the Five Elders of Liaodong.

In the main hall, when Old Lady Bai saw them coming to say goodbye, she politely tried to persuade them to stay, but seeing that the master and disciple were determined to leave, she gave up.

She took out a palm-sized flying boat from her bosom and handed it to Feng Yaqin, saying:

"Xinzhou Longhu Mountain is thousands of miles away from here. We can't let you two, master and disciple, travel all the way. This flying magic weapon can help you return."

Feng Yaqin took over the magic weapon and saw that the flying boat was small and exquisite, with complex runes carved on the boat body. As the light flashed, spiritual energy flowed faintly, revealing its extraordinary nature. She knew that this thing must be worth a lot of money.

She bowed deeply to Old Lady Bai and thanked her sincerely.

Then, the master and disciple said goodbye to the seniors from various sects one by one, boarded the flying boat, and prepared to leave.

Feng Yaqin injected true energy into the flying boat, and a ray of spiritual light flashed. The flying boat suddenly rose up in the morning light, like a meteor streaking across the sky, and flew quickly into the distance.

The five elders of Liaodong stood in front of the mountain gate, watching their backs gradually disappear into the horizon, their expressions becoming increasingly cold.

The elders exchanged meaningful glances with each other, as if they had already reached some kind of tacit understanding in their hearts...

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The flying boat drew a long streak of silver light across the sky, passing through layers of clouds and mist. Feng Yaqin and Li Qingyun stood at the bow of the boat, the cold morning breeze blowing in their faces.

The sunlight shone through the clouds and reflected on the flying boat. The boat body carved with runes shone with brilliance. The spiritual power flowing in the runes continued to vibrate, absorbing the true energy of Feng Yaqin and turning into a constant source of power to push the flying boat forward.

Li Qingyun looked at the vast mountains and rolling sea of ​​clouds below and felt his mind open up.

However, just as they were flying over a desolate mountain range, the flying boat suddenly shook violently, as if it was hit by some invisible force.

The hull of the flying boat suddenly sank, its trajectory instantly lost control, and began to shake.

Feng Yaqin's face changed and she immediately mobilized the true energy in her body, trying to stabilize the balance of the flying boat.

But no matter how much true Qi she injected, the flying boat was still out of control. Like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, it made harsh creaking sounds and swung violently in the air.

"Snapped!"

The exquisite runes on the flying boat began to crack, peel off piece by piece, and the spiritual light dissipated.

Without the support of the runes, the flying boat suddenly lost its ability to float and fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

"Ren'an, be careful! The flying boat is out of control!" Feng Yaqin shouted, her voice hurried.

The flying boat was still unstable under her control and fell downward at a high speed, with the whistling wind blowing wildly in her ears.

Li Qingyun held on to the edge of the flying boat tightly, watching the ground approaching rapidly. The messy stone forests and rugged rocks in the valley became clearer and clearer.

He had already guessed about 80% of it in his mind and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Just as the flying boat was about to hit the ground, Feng Yaqin suddenly pulled out the flying sword she was carrying. As her true energy surged, the flying sword turned into a ray of light and rolled towards Li Qingyun, holding him tightly.

With the help of the flying swords, the two of them managed to keep their bodies steady in mid-air and barely avoided a direct collision.

"boom--"

The flying boat crashed into the valley, the ground shook, gravel flew everywhere, dust flew up, the spiritual light disappeared in the impact, leaving a deep hole.
The originally exquisite flying boat was now broken into pieces, with the fragments scattered on the ground, having lost all its brilliance.

"what happened?"

Feng Yaqin jumped off the flying sword with Li Qingyun. When she landed, her eyes were as sharp as a knife. A coldness flashed across her almond-shaped eyes, and her gaze quickly scanned the surrounding environment.

This is a barren mountain, surrounded by towering trees, thick fog, and an inexplicable chill.

Li Qingyun approached Feng Yaqin and replied in a low voice:
"Master, this doesn't look like an accident..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a low and eerie laugh suddenly rang out in the surrounding fog, as if it came from every corner, and the eerie rhythm filled the air in all directions.

The laughter was intermittent, sometimes far away, sometimes near, with a twisted sense of pleasure that made people's scalps tingle and shudder.

Feng Yaqin's pupils shrank. The flying sword sensed its master's intention and immediately began circling and humming around her.

Li Qingyun used his "Fire Eyes and Golden Pupils" to casually glance around and immediately saw who was coming. It was exactly as he had expected. He couldn't help but sigh at the wickedness of human nature.

Sure enough, the laughter gradually became clearer, and blurry shadows slowly emerged from the mist.

The three men and two women, all very old, are the Five Elders of Liaodong in Wuxianzhuang.

The leader was Old Lady Bai. After a night of regulating her breathing, her face was rosy and she looked energetic, without any trace of the injury from last night.

Master Huang and Madam Liu behind her looked a little pale, but their eyes were bright and their spirits were much better than the dying state they were in last night. They must have taken a lot of panaceas.

Feng Yaqin's expression darkened, anger surged in her heart, and she gritted her teeth secretly.

She knew very well that the Five Elders of Liaodong must have tampered with the flying magic weapon and deliberately stopped them here.

She looked directly at Old Lady Bai with cold eyes, and her tone was filled with an undisguised chill:
"I wonder what the seniors are doing blocking my way?"

The thin figure of Old Lady Bai looked particularly strange in the gray fog. She walked forward slowly, a hint of greed flashed in her eyes, and her voice was hoarse and cold:
"Nephew Feng, don't be nervous. We have no ill intentions. We just want to borrow this young friend Gao's heavenly book to take a look."

Uncle Hu next to him followed closely behind, with a chilling smile on his face:
“We are not coveting the young Taoist’s treasures, but my elder sister is already old and urgently needs the secret method in the heavenly book to break through the realm and prolong her life.

"Please take out the Heavenly Book, little friend Gao, so that we can study it for a while. When we figure out how to advance to the sixth realm, we will return it to you and let you two leave safely."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyun understood in his heart that the Five Elders of Liaodong had indeed come for the Heavenly Book.

His expression remained unchanged, but a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the five people without any panic on his face. He just smiled faintly and said:

"Seniors, you may have misunderstood. The Heavenly Book Slate has merged with my soul. Even if I wanted to take it out for you to see, I would be powerless. Moreover—

“If you want to read the Heavenly Book, you need to get its approval. If you don’t have a compatible fate, it will be as useless as a stone even if you hold it in your hand.

"If I can comprehend the method to break through to the sixth level of the wizard in the future, I will offer it to you with both hands and share it with you. Now, please be kind and let us return to Longhu Mountain."

Lady Liu Si smiled sinisterly and said:

"Don't worry about that, Taoist priest. The five of us have cultivated a soul-searching method. Even if the Heavenly Book Slate has merged with you, we can still extract the latent memories and consciousness from your soul. It's just that the process is a bit painful, so please don't mind, Taoist priest."

Feng Yaqin couldn't stand it any longer, her eyes widened and she shouted angrily:
"You shameless fellows, you are unworthy of being the seniors of the martial arts world! My master and I just saved your lives in the cave last night, and now you are repaying kindness with hatred. How dare you say this?"

But Old Lady Bai just sneered:

"Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west. Since you saved our lives once, why don't you do it again and help us break through the bottleneck and prolong our life."

Her voice was hoarse and low, but it was chillingly cold. As she spoke, Master Huang and Lady Liu behind her also had grim smiles on their faces, with greed flashing in their eyes, as if they had already regarded Feng Yaqin and Li Qingyun as prey on the chopping board.

Feng Yaqin's face darkened and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

The flying sword trembled in her hand, and the sword light was like condensed moonlight, illuminating the foggy valley.

She suddenly attacked, the sword light turned into a long silver dragon, and pierced straight into Old Lady Bai with a whistling sword wind, while shouting sternly:

"Ren'an, hurry up! Use the 'Golden Light of Escape' talisman!"

In a split second, this was the best judgment Feng Yaqin could make.

She knew very well that she was no match for the Five Elders of Liaodong, but if she could hold them back for a moment, perhaps she could buy a chance of survival for her apprentice.

As long as "Gao Ren'an" can be teleported back to Longhu Mountain with the help of the magic talisman, the five elders of Liaodong will lose their wishful thinking about the Heavenly Book. Fearing the revenge of Longhu Mountain, they will certainly not dare to act rashly against her.

In this way, the current desperate situation can be easily resolved.

Feng Yaqin's sword light drew a dazzling arc in the valley, heading straight for Old Lady Bai's face.

However, Old Lady Bai just snorted coldly, and quickly formed a curse seal with her fingers in the void, and the dark power of the curse surged out like a tide.

Her figure was wrapped in the power of the curse, and sharp thorns suddenly grew all over her body. The invisible force pressed towards Feng Yaqin from all directions like a huge hammer.

Feng Yaqin only felt a tightness in her chest, and a violent force rushed into her body. Her true energy instantly reversed, as if a tremendous force was pressing directly on her soul.

Her body suddenly froze, the world in her eyes quickly became blurred, and only the sharp whistling of the wind remained in her ears.

She gritted her teeth and tried to calm her mind, but the mountain-like pressure was so strong that it almost shattered her consciousness in an instant.

"Ren'an... hurry up——"

Her voice was hoarse and she uttered the last few words with difficulty.

However, before she could finish her words, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes, her body could no longer support itself, and she fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

The flying sword that had lost its master suddenly dimmed and fell powerlessly from mid-air. The tip of the sword penetrated deeply into the soil, making a clear "clang" sound.

The silver light flickered on the sword for a few times, and then completely went out. The sword tip trembled slightly, as if it was still responding to the will of its master, but it could no longer protect her safety...

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(End of this chapter)