Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 10: Spirit of Mangshan
Lu Cheng needs to re-understand and nurture all the talismans and magical instruments in front of him.

No matter how good or powerful a talisman is, it is useless if it is not used effectively.

Just like a high-powered thunder talisman, five seconds after its use, a powerful lightning will fall on the direction of the target. However, if the user does not know how to use it and thinks it is activated instantly, it is still good if the lightning strikes empty space five seconds later. However, if the user runs over, he will die under his own thunder talisman, and will become a joke that will be passed down in the world of immortal cultivation for a thousand years.

The magic weapon needs to be re-nurtured because of the changes in the cultivator's soul, otherwise there may be delays in its control and operation.

Under the moonlight, in Mang Mountain, Lu Cheng hid in a formation that concealed his own yang energy, searching his memory for relevant knowledge and usage skills about the talisman in his hand.

These are the aspects in which his predecessor far surpassed him. After all, he had been an orthodox disciple of Xuanmen for twenty years.

On the other side, Li Meng, after a long period of patience and waiting, watched many ghosts and spirits leave after being full of Yang energy. Finally, he could no longer restrain himself, and pounced on those ignorant and unconscious souls, greedily swallowing the surging Yang energy, feeling extremely satisfied.

However, he did not expect that the others present were all small fish and shrimps, and the Taoist hiding in the dark had been waiting for him, the big fish.

However, Lu Cheng did not take action immediately. Instead, he put away the talisman paper in front of him, closed his eyes and waited, waited, and waited.

Until the yang energy in the twelve black pottery jars is gradually exhausted.

"It's a pity that they can't wait until the Yang Qi rises. Well, if we let them consume this little bit of Yang Qi, it should reduce some of the resentment, right?"

Amidst the whispers, Lu Cheng, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes and made hand gestures. As he made hand gestures, the bamboo chopsticks flew up and then scattered down.

At the same time, the yellow cloth brocade under the twelve black pottery jars stretched up like a big net and wrapped around them, generating a powerful suction force against the ghosts in those pottery jars, which gathered all the remaining souls that were still greedily feasting on the precious yang energy into the jars.

However, Li Meng, who had already condensed his Yin body on his own, reacted quickly to this change. He broke free from his instinctive greed for Yang energy, roared angrily, and flew out of the yellow brocade package.

"It won't be that easy."

The young Taoist smiled and talked to himself, with joy in his eyes. The stronger Li Meng was, the more it showed that he had outstanding innate talent and deep resentment.

"Order, heavenly soldiers and generals, go and capture this beast for me."

Lu Cheng stood up and threw out three golden beans.

After three balls of light, one gold and two silver, turned in the air, three heavenly soldiers and generals suddenly appeared and surrounded the evil ghost Li Meng.

"You two, clear the area for me. I will capture this beast and present it to the Immortal Master."

Seeing the chaos all around and ghosts running around, Tu Nuhu gave the order to the brothers Zou Xiong and Zou Yong. He himself, wielding a pair of golden gourd and purple gold hammers, attacked Li Meng with great ferocity.

The brothers Zou Xiong and Zou Yong were originally powerful among the ghosts, and now they were blessed with the power of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. They were all wearing mighty silver armor, holding spears and halberds, and shouting to drive away the ghosts around them and make them retreat quickly. It was very smooth.

"what!"

However, it was not the same on Tu Nuhu's side. Li Meng was still wearing the same tattered clothes, waving his palms wildly to fight with Tu Nuhu. His pair of bare palms collided with Tu Nuhu's pair of golden gourd and purple gold hammers. Although he was retreating, he was not at a disadvantage in momentum.

This shows how deep the resentment in his heart is.

But a wild strategy is just a wild strategy after all. Facing only one powerful general, Tu Nuhu, Li Meng found it difficult to win and even gradually fell into a disadvantage.

His palms, fists and feet had no effect on the golden armor covering Tu Nuhu's body. On the contrary, once Tu Nuhu's double hammers landed on him, their ability to hit his entire ghost body would cause it to be greatly deformed, disintegrated and reassembled.

The two brothers Zou Xiong and Zou Yong, who had cleared the area very smoothly, also quickly joined the battlefield.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were dark. Four spirits were fighting with each other. Except that their bodies were too light and they flew into the air from time to time, their other performances were almost like living people.

Li Meng was extremely brave. Even though he was fighting one against three and was constantly hurt, he still roared madly and fought back. It seemed that he would not surrender even if his soul was torn to pieces.

Three figures, one gold and two silver, surrounded him and attacked him, but they were moved around by him and were difficult to suppress.

Unfortunately, Li Meng’s real opponents are not these heavenly soldiers and generals.

The young Taoist had been hiding in the formation with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly until the battlefield with four figures, one gold, two silver and one black, moved to a nearby position. Only then did Lu Cheng suddenly open his eyes, holding the Yang Talisman, and suddenly flash out from the formation.

This was a deliberate sneak attack with extremely fast movements and accurate grasp of the opportunity. When Li Meng had just wrestled with Tu Nuhu and his old strength was exhausted but his new strength had not yet risen, he suddenly appeared behind him and pressed a Yang Talisman on Li Meng's back.

As the yin and yang conflicted, white smoke billowed out of Li Meng's body. Just like throwing ice into fire, he turned around in panic.

But what came towards him was another series of talismans that hit him directly between his eyebrows.

"Photography!"

In his left hand was a talisman, and in his right hand he held a black clay pot.

After pressing the yang talisman on Li Meng's forehead with his left hand, he pressed out the pottery jar with his right hand, and continued to chant the mantra with his left hand to circulate his magic power. Lu Cheng pressed down and pressed Li Meng's entire tall and thin body into the small black pottery jar, and then quickly sealed it with the talisman.

It is easy to get thousands of soldiers but difficult to get a good general. With Li Meng's talent and aptitude, refining him into the Heavenly Soldiers and Divine Generals spell can greatly enhance the power of this spell.

Hey.

After being sealed by the Yang Fu, the black pottery jar in Lu Cheng's hand continued to vibrate.

But the gap in absolute power between the two sides was too great, and it was impossible for him to break through on his own.

"Okay, let's go back today."

Lu Cheng said this after dealing with all the soul-sealing pottery jars and putting them into his Qiankun bag.

After Tu Nuhu and Zou Xiong and Zou Yong saluted Lu Cheng, they turned into three rays of light, one gold and two silver, and then turned into golden beans that fell back into Lu Cheng's hands, but the light on the golden beans was also much dimmer.

The sky became increasingly gloomy, and it even started to drizzle halfway through the journey.

Lu Cheng went down the mountain alone, but he was skilled and brave, and he was in a good mood because he sealed Li Meng. He cast a small spell to protect himself and did not delay his journey down the mountain.

The raindrops hit the branches and leaves in the forest, and thick fog gradually rose all around. In the gloomy forest, the growls of wild beasts could be heard from time to time, and ghostly lights and shadows occasionally flashed among the treetops.

The air was filled with a damp smell that was cold and decayed, making people feel depressed.

Gradually, Lu Cheng's originally good mood began to become bad.

Boom.

A huge flash of lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the entire jungle below, but it could not penetrate the increasingly thick fog around it.

Suddenly, Lu Cheng, who was walking down the mountain quickly, stopped suddenly.

"No, I seem to have fallen into the formation."

Lu Cheng was very alert and reacted quickly, but he realized the next moment that his response was wrong.

Click, click, click.

Rumble.

Amid the continuous thunder, another white lightning bolt struck down, illuminating the forest, revealing a rotten zombie slowly walking out from behind a tree. Half of its face was rotten, and it looked towards Lu Cheng. What was even more terrible was that behind it there was a dense group of zombies.

Lu Cheng stopped and triggered the second level of change. If he had been alert in his heart but had not stopped, the second level of change might not have come so soon.

This was a small mistake and Lu Cheng kept it in mind.

"Who attacked me? Have I offended any local monks recently? Or was it the trouble caused by my predecessor that fell on me?" Lu Cheng thought to himself. He pulled the ancient sword Chisong out of its scabbard with his right hand and threw it with his left hand. Bang, bang, two silver-armored heavenly soldiers, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong, appeared on the left and right and guarded the Taoist.

The ghosts can control the corpses of the Yin, which can give them physical bodies and actual killing power, but they are also restrained by spells of thunder and fire attributes. In addition, they are also restrained by the spells of heavenly soldiers and generals, because the latter is a mixture of divine spells.

The divine method is unique in killing souls.

However, Lu Cheng's own magic power cannot be directly supplemented to the heavenly soldiers and generals. It is necessary to inject magic power into the golden beans through specific Shinto rituals. Therefore, the physical bodies of Zou Xiong and Zou Yong at this time are more illusory than in the first half of the night.

The heavy rain at this time will also increase their mana consumption.

"Take it slow and steady, don't rush. Haste leads to mistakes. If it doesn't work, I'll use a spell to force it out. Judging from the weather, this shouldn't be a formation above the second level."

Innate, Qi training, foundation building, evil spirit condensing, refining Gang, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and Primordial Spirit.

Chi Shen Zi inherited the lineage of ancient Qigong practitioners and the tradition of sword immortals, so the names of various realms are similar to those of ancient cultivators.

Set up the tripod, fill in the medicine, calcine it, condense the evil, refine the qi, and become the master of alchemy.

There are some special lineages in the world of immortal cultivation nowadays, such as the Danding School mentioned above, but in fact the divisions of various realms are also similar, and are too influenced by the ancient Taoist sects.

Lu Cheng is at the Qi training stage, so what corresponds to him is a second-level magic weapon and a second-level formation. If he was trapped by a third-level formation at this moment, there would be no need to go through so much trouble and he could be directly killed.

Therefore, Lu Cheng judged that the formation that was currently trapping him was at most a second-level or even a first-level formation.

The ghosts gained the flesh of zombies, their resistance increased greatly, and they had a greater thirst for blood. At this moment, they surrounded them from all directions, with bared fangs and claws, looking ferocious and vicious.

The two heavenly soldiers, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong, attacked fearlessly, one holding a spear and the other holding a halberd, stabbing and chopping them down.

As for Lu Cheng, under the protection of two heavenly soldiers, he casually waved the ancient sword in his hand and easily knocked down the few zombies that escaped from the surroundings.

Suddenly, the young Taoist felt a slight vibration under his feet. If most of his mind was not focused on sensing his surroundings, this slight vibration would have been difficult to detect.

"Slaughter the angry tiger."

"My subordinate understands."

The next moment, the ground in front of Lu Cheng suddenly exploded.

Amid the rolling yellow dust, a huge white snake emerged from the soil. At the same time, an extremely fierce gust of wind blew from the lower left corner of Lu Cheng's blind spot.

It was the tail of this amazing snake that made the sharp diagonal strike.

"what!"

With a void roar, Tu Nuhu appeared above Lu Cheng, holding a thick golden shield in both hands, and stood firmly to meet the snake's tail that was swinging towards him.

At the same time, Lu Cheng's ancient red pine sword, which was infused with magic power, also blocked that direction diagonally.

This sword was a gift given to the predecessor Lu Cheng by his master when he became a disciple. It is a first-class top-grade magic sword, but it has excellent quality and contains spirituality.

Chi Shenzi once said that if he could nurture the sword for ten years and find a skilled craftsman to forge it again, he would get a good sword that combines both the sword and the person. Unfortunately, the predecessor Lu Cheng was not good at swordsmanship.

To be fair, for a snake, the giant white-scaled snake in front of him was already very smart. It dealt with the fog, formations, zombies, and even used itself as bait to attract the target's attention when it made its final move.

Unfortunately, Lu Cheng is the number one demon cultivator in the Nine Heavens who has fought sword battles hundreds of thousands of times and has been ambushed by his enemies thousands or tens of thousands of times.

boom.

Clang.

The snake's tail, which carried enormous force, struck a bronze bell, and the phantom of Tu Nuhu holding a large golden shield instantly collapsed.

However, the force of the attack was blocked. The ancient sword Chisong in Lu Cheng's hand was used to block the snake's tail at an angle.

Then, it was an extremely delicate move of unloading force, leveraging force, penetrating diagonally, and charging with the sword.

"kill!"

With a low roar, Lu Cheng's magic power burst out.

Under the operation of that powerful magic power, the blood vessels on the young Taoist's forehead burst, his face turned red, and at the same time, his body instantly burst out and rushed towards the giant snake in front of him at a speed far exceeding that of a galloping horse.

When the distance between the two sides was close to a certain extent, Chisong's flying sword wrapped in dark red light flew out of his hand, carrying all of Lu Cheng's magic power, and slashed straight towards the white snake like a rainbow of lightning.

The dazzling sword light blooms magnificently like a blood moon.

The distance between the two sides was the result of Lu Cheng's repeated calculations. The maximum distance of his sword's power was such that a Qi-training cultivator could fly his sword over a hundred feet, but the absolute killing power could not be that far.

Boom.

The giant white snake burrowed out of the ground, its body already half sunk in the soil, and it instantly counterattacked against the human in front of it.

Faced with the power of the sword that was the combination of mind and energy, its first reaction was not to block it head-on, but to use earth escape to quickly escape underground and hide.

Boom boom boom.

The Chisong flying sword carried enormous magical power, and it stirred up waves of earth and rolled past like a sword dragon, plowing deep into the earth. As the sword's magical power faded, it finally flew back to Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng took a quick look and found that there was no blood on the blue blade of the sword. In front of him was a large piece of upturned land and a big hole.

The vague feeling of observation still hasn't gone away, but there seems to be an extra hint of fear in it.

"How cautious! After seeing the power of my sword, you didn't even bother to try. You retreated immediately, refusing to take the slightest injury."

Many wild animals are like this; unless they are extremely hungry, they would rather let their prey go than get hurt during the hunting process.

As time passed, Lu Cheng noticed that with the rising morning light, the fog in the forests of Mangshan gradually dissipated, and the zombies no longer appeared.

Upon realizing this, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong breathed a sigh of relief. Their bodies also became extremely thin and illusory.

The big snake had been practicing for at least hundreds of years. Although it had not yet refined its horizontal bone to grow wisdom, its spirituality was already extraordinary. It launched a sneak attack, but after seeing the power of Lu Cheng's sword, it actually chose to stop fighting and let Lu Cheng leave.

The young Taoist held the ancient sword and retreated step by step. Only after he walked very far away from Mang Mountain did the feeling of being watched by a huge malicious force gradually dissipate.

"No wonder there are so many cultivators who raise Yin and poison in the southern border area, but I haven't seen such cultivators on Mang Mountain during this period. It turns out that there is really a white python on Mang Mountain. Its earth escape is really amazing. It swims in the ground as if it is in water. Although the monster has few spells, the level of its mastery is difficult for human cultivators to compare."

"It seems that I can't go to Mangshan to collect ghosts in the short term. If it is a fight to the death, my chances of winning are not high now."

Although Lu Cheng had the Jiuli Ding in his hand, he only possessed this treasure but had not refined it. The relationship between the two sides was more of an equal one.

I calculated in my mind my chance of winning in a fight to the death, and estimated it to be 40:60. However, this is the real world, so I gave my opponent an additional 30% chance of winning, so the result became 19:10. In a fight to the death, there is a 90% chance that I will die.

The white python was frightened by the sword strike from Lu Cheng's twelfth level of power. In fact, with Lu Cheng's current level of cultivation, he could only swing one or two swords of that power, and then he had to save the remaining magic power to escape.

"Never mind. I have already collected a lot of ghosts this time. After a few days, I will go to the area around Mangshan to collect some scattered ghosts. This will be enough for me to completely cultivate the Heavenly Soldiers and Divine Generals Method."

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng turned around and returned to the Red Heart Temple. Because of today's battle, the mana in his body showed signs of instability again, and he had to return quickly to suppress it again.

(End of this chapter)