Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 108: The Poisonous Blood Sutra, the Ten-Day God-Splitting Curse

"Your Majesty, there is no trace of the young master in the northwest."

"Your Majesty, there is no trace of the young master in the southwest."

"Your Majesty..."

At the edge of the Western Regions, yellow sand was rolling. News came back one after another, but it only made Nangong Jing's mood more and more difficult to calm down.

Nangong Jing never expected that after more than a year of secretly following and protecting Xiao Yuxue, nothing happened. However, just a few days after he was away, Xiao Yuxue left Huangsha City and even faced a life-and-death crisis.

At the moment when Xiao Yuxue ignited the Talisman of Ten Thousand Beasts, Nangong Jing was fighting for the fifth-rank spiritual creature Wanzai Xuanying in the northwest Milian Mountain. He was in control of the situation and was about to succeed.

But when the magical power fluctuations of the Ten Thousand Beasts Talisman came, a fear that seemed to surge from the deepest part of his heart made Nangong Jing sober up instantly. He dropped everything and rushed back quickly.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Talisman can summon the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace disciples within a radius of tens of millions of miles to immediately go to the rescue. For ordinary Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace disciples, this is merely a way of transmitting information and summoning, representing only the authority of the sect.

However, for the cultivators living and practicing in the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, the more they are exposed to the aura of Huang Longzi, the more they will instinctively obey. If they want to resist, they may even provoke a blow from Huang Longzi.

This is a natural magical power of the dragon race:
All living things in the area where the dragon is located, whether humans, fish, or plants, have been "polluted" by the dragon's bloodline consciousness.

Although people who live and eat in this area will have their physical constitution strengthened, they will also unknowingly develop a worship and obedience to the dragon, and eventually guard and obey the dragon wholeheartedly.

Of course, the stronger the creature, the more it can resist this influence, but you'd better make sure that you are really stronger than the dragon, otherwise the dragon can even use this connection to cross space and directly kill the individuals who resist it.

Nangong Jing is one of the most outstanding disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace in contemporary times, and transforming into a dragon is the highest achievement of the sect's Taoism.

So Nangong Jing certainly knew this knowledge, but Huang Longzi had always been generous and tolerant towards his disciples.

If Xiao Yuxue hadn't ignited the Ten Thousand Beasts Talisman, Nangong Jing wouldn't have even thought that his master had placed such a terrible restriction on him!

The honor, disgrace, life and death of all disciples born in the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace are all controlled by Huang Longzi. This is the dragon!

"My Lord, nothing was found in the southeast direction."

Before the spy could finish his words, he was lifted up by the terrified and furious Nangong Jing.

“My Lord, please spare my life! Ahh ...

Blood lines appeared on Nangong Jing's face, which was originally handsome and gentle like a graceful scholar, and a purple scorpion tail was faintly waving behind him.

Under the influence of magic power, the spy's body quickly melted into a pool of poisonous blood that flowed on the ground.

Nangong Jing has fused the blood of the Blood-Veined Purple Poisonous Scorpion, an ancient vicious insect and beast. Its body is as hard as diamond. Although it does not have the ability to devour everything, it can escape as fast as the wind and contains a terrible poison. Once this kind of vicious insect is born, it often ends with the annihilation of all the cultivators in the entire immortal sect in the area where it is located. It is extremely powerful.

"If you can't find her, then stop looking. Keep expanding the search area. I don't care how many people you send out or how many are killed or injured. For every day that passes without finding our junior sister, one of you will die until we find her."

"Fourth Senior Brother, the mess you made this time is too big. If things go wrong, I'm afraid all the brothers and sisters will be implicated by you."

Just as Nangong Jing was getting angry at his men, a rough voice sounded behind him.

Nangong Jing turned around and saw a tall and fat man striding towards him from mid-air. He had the horns of a wild bull and bear skin on his body. It was Niu Meng, the fifth disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace.

He cultivated the powerful strength of all beasts, and his body was strong and powerful. Different from his other brothers in the same sect, Niu Meng chose to practice mixed-blood cultivation, integrating the true blood of two natural enemies, the Earth-Splitting Bull and the Flame Bear, into his body. He let the bloodlines of the monsters conflict with each other, while he himself stayed in the middle to balance and harmonize, maintaining his human rationality.

Huang Longzi once praised him, saying that although he looked rough, he was actually a talented person with inner strength, boldness and carefulness.

"Fifth Junior Brother, are you here to see your brother make fun of you?"

Nangong Jing stared at Niu Meng with red eyes. Niu Meng also noticed that Nangong Jing's state of mind was not right, so he quickly explained:
"I just happened to be nearby. When I sensed the Ten Thousand Beasts Talisman, I immediately dropped what I was doing and came here to see you make a fool of yourself. If Junior Sister gets into trouble, how can you be sure that Master won't vent his anger on me? Now you and I are tied together. You can't run away, and neither can I!"

"I have arranged for my subordinates to cooperate with your search, but there seems to be some unusual movements from the Southern Sect cultivators..."

Hearing this, Nangong Jing realized that his emotions were out of control. He took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, and worked with Niu Meng to rearrange the manpower and expand the search range again.

At this time, at the edge of heaven and earth, in a temporary cave, Lu Cheng was practicing breathing exercises, using the power of the Five Elements to refine the blood poison in his body.

There were constant attacks from underground fire and dark flames here, but Xiao Yuxue set up a fourth-order, top-grade defensive formation flag, and then used top-grade spirit stones to provide spiritual energy.

This kind of formation plates and flags are too rigid to be used to deal with high-level monks, but they are just right for temporarily protecting a small cave.

The only problem is that when the formation plates and flags directly resist the power of heaven and earth, they are inevitably damaged. It can be said that spirit stones are burning every moment.

Even if such formation plates and flags were given to casual cultivators for free, most of them would be reluctant to use them and could not afford them.

Inside the cave, Xiao Yuxue, who had nothing to do, was constantly trying to cast some spells to open Wan Zongshao's Qiankun bag.

Evil cultivators like these who roam the world are very likely to carry most of their valuables on their persons.

Therefore, even though the precious fourth-order formation plates and flags outside were constantly damaged and burned, Xiao Yuxue did not feel distressed at all. As long as the benefits far outweighed the expenses, then this deal was certainly worth doing.

The biggest advantage of the second generation is that they can fail countless times in exchange for the experience of success, while ordinary people cannot afford to fail even once. If they lose, it will be difficult for them to recover in their lifetime.

Xiao Yuxue comes from a well-educated family and is also a smart person. She took the Qiankun bag and pondered carefully, then boldly used a spell to break the restriction.

In order to save money, many cultivators prefer Qiankun bags with as large a space as possible, but the protective restrictions on the bags may not be that strong.

Therefore, there are also thieves in the Tongxuan Realm who have nothing but good skills. They have practiced their skills for dozens or even hundreds of years. Stealing from a superior cultivator once or twice is equivalent to half a lifetime of hard work for many cultivators. Of course, once they fail and are caught, it is often difficult for them to even die.

After Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue had been in the cave for seven days, Xiao Yuxue used her slender hands to perform some magic spells, and then shot out rays of magical light towards the Qiankun bag.

After dozens of attempts, the defensive restrictions of the Qiankun bag were not activated this time.

Xiao Yuxue was delighted upon seeing this, and then she intensified her magic spell. Half an hour later, a light flashed on the Qiankun bag, indicating that the defensive restriction had been lifted.

Xiao Yuxue was overjoyed to see this, but she still remained cautious, fearing that there were poisons, poisonous insects, curses, counterattack spells, etc. in the Qiankun bag. She protected herself before going in and carefully opened the Qiankun bag. She saw the spiritual light spreading from it, directly illuminating Xiao Yuxue's face.

"Wow! That old ghost is really bold. He has collected so many spiritual objects, but he is reluctant to exchange them for a Qiankun bag with a higher level of restrictions."

The Qiankun bag has a large space, but it is not as convenient to take out items as the storage ring.

The opposite is true for the Na ring, and the defensive restrictions are usually stronger.

Wan Zongshao is very ambitious. Although he has been promoted to the Ningsha realm for many years, he has not yet refined his own magical weapon. There are many spiritual objects in his Qiankun bag, in addition to books, regulations, and various sundries. Now all of these have been given to Xiao Yuxue and Lu Cheng.

Xiao Yuxue had an excellent eye and quickly identified the high-value spiritual objects among these items.

"It seems that the old ghost is planning to sacrifice and refine his own life magic weapon, so he has gone to the trouble of accumulating so many spiritual objects. Fortunately, he has not yet refined it, otherwise Senior Brother Lu and I... However, if he had bothered to refine his own life magic weapon, his cultivation level would definitely have fallen behind. It is really hard to tell the difference between this gain and loss."

After appreciating various fourth-level spiritual objects, Xiao Yuxue began to read the books again. From time to time, she looked up at the man who was sitting cross-legged and practicing martial arts in the depths of the cave, and then lowered her head to continue reading the cultivation classics.

Xiao Yuxue came from a prominent family and had an excellent talent for cultivation, so she seldom convinced anyone. However, this time when she went out to the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, the things she experienced, the dangers she endured, and the achievements she gained were too shocking for Xiao Yuxue. The methods and swordsmanship displayed by this Senior Brother Lu made it difficult for her not to be convinced.

Therefore, during this period of time, Xiao Yuxue always stared at the young Taoist who was meditating with his eyes closed. Only in this way could she feel peace of mind. It seemed that as long as he was here, all difficulties would no longer be a problem. It was a feeling of peace of mind.

In this way, several more days passed.

If an ordinary person were trapped in this cave, even if he didn't die of thirst or hunger, he would become mentally ill due to being alone day after day.

However, after practicing cultivation, the minds and bodies of immortal cultivators are countless times stronger than those of ordinary people. Let alone a few days, they can endure it even for hundreds or thousands of years in the future. Therefore, the two did not think it was a big deal.

Lu Cheng removed the poison and healed his wounds day after day, and the red blood color on his skin outside his Taoist robe gradually faded and disappeared, but he never got up, and it was obvious that there was some residual poison left.

Xiao Yuxue was reading Taoist books to pass the time. Youhun City was one of the sixteen evil sects in the world, although it was not easy to find techniques and spells that could be directly practiced there.

But there are still many theoretical Taoist books, and Xiao Yuxue also read them with great interest. It is enough to kill time.

"Alas?"

Today, when reciting a Taoist book, Xiao Yuxue noticed something unusual with her meticulous mind. This was because the Taoist book itself was a very basic practice, but after a careful reading, there were too many traces of reading on the book. Xiao Yuxue raised her eyebrows slightly and exerted force with her hands.

Pah. She actually broke the scroll of the Taoist book, revealing a Taoist book hidden inside.

Swish, swish, Xiao Yuxue looked excited as she quickly broke through the outer layers of coverings. What finally appeared in front of the female cultivator was a blood-colored scripture: "The Poisonous Blood Scripture".

"No wonder it was hidden so carefully, it turned out to be this magic scripture."

The nun in the cave held the scriptures and whispered softly.

"The Poison Blood Sutra" is a product derived from "The Blood God Sutra". The Blood God Taoism has a unique function in refining the body and cultivating the self. It is recognized by all the Taoists and demons in the Tongxuan Realm as the most advanced magic formula in the world, regardless of whether they are righteous or evil.

There are even many people who believe that what people have been practicing is the evil volume of "Blood Nerve", and that this technique and the parts in the good volume are more profound and powerful. In other words, the supreme magic skills that the magic practitioners in the world are crazy about pursuing are only the third to fourth levels of this technique.

The true Blood God Technique has never appeared in the world.

Unfortunately, its nine volumes and thirteen chapters were scattered throughout the world, and some cultivators deliberately reprinted and copied them, so the true and false were mixed together. If one is not able to distinguish them, and practices them recklessly after obtaining a few fragments, the possibility of going mad or dying from practicing is much greater than the possibility of practicing successfully.

The "Poisonous Blood Sutra" came about for this reason. Some cultivators obtained scattered chapters and were unable to practice them directly, so they combined them with their own Taoism to create various spells.

There are actually quite a lot of exercises like this, but the "Poisonous Blood Sutra" can be regarded as the best among them: when practicing, the whole body is infused with a deadly poison, replacing the monk's original blood, and eventually forming a new circulation system, so that the monk's magic power can be improved by leaps and bounds. When fighting, the poison is transformed into blood, and the poison is used to absorb blood. It is extremely vicious and fierce!
However, for Xiao Yuxue, the sense of accomplishment of obtaining such a precious Taoist book that can cause many cultivators to kill each other crazily and betray each other is greater before she solves the hidden puzzle.

The core Taoist inheritance of the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace: The General Outline of the Transformation of the Xuanmen True Spirit is not necessarily inferior to the "Poison Blood Sutra". Xiao Yuxue must have a broken brain to practice this Taoist method recklessly.

At this moment, the Taoist book in Xiao Yuxue's hand was suddenly wrapped in spiritual light, and then flew out of her hand and fell into the hands of Lu Cheng in the cave.

"So it's the Poison Blood Sutra. I was wondering why the blood poison was so feminine and lingering, so why is it so difficult to refine it?"

During this period of time, when Lu Cheng was refining the blood poison, he realized that the two were vaguely connected because he had comprehended the Blood God's Taoism. Now that he had obtained this scripture, it cleared up the doubts in his heart.

"Brother Lu, have you gotten rid of the blood poison?"

Seeing Lu Cheng waking up, Xiao Yuxue looked excited and happy.

"For the time being, there is still a little bit of poison left, but it has been suppressed. Now that I have this Poison Blood Sutra in my hand, I don't have to worry about it anymore."

Lu Cheng looked at the scripture in his hand with emotion in his heart. He didn't know why, but he seemed to have a special affinity with this kind of top-notch magic skills. The Blood God Fragments and the Poison Blood Sutra derived from the Blood God's Taoism. Roughly speaking, the "Blood Nerve Sutra" in his hand might have surpassed the collections of many great monks in the Tongxuan Realm.

In the following days, Lu Cheng comprehended the "Poison Blood Sutra" and performed a spell to dissolve the blood poison in his body. At the same time, he was also impressed by the fierceness and sharpness of this technique. No wonder the cultivator from Youhun City who obtained this treasure did not dare to practice it in depth.

To be more precise, unless one is a person who is filled with immense hatred and whose life is worse than death, no one would dare to practice this sutra easily.

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The Poison Blood Sutra was created about two thousand years ago. In a region, there were two powerful immortal cultivation families. One family was good at the art of spiritual medicine and curing diseases and saving lives, while the other family was good at poison and killing people.

Over time, the two families naturally accumulated immense hatred, fighting and killing each other.

After a long time, both families felt exhausted and felt that they could not continue to consume like this.

It just so happened that at that time there was a pair of monks, a man and a woman, in the two families who met, got to know each other, and fell in love unexpectedly. The elders of both parties had a certain influence in the top levels of both families.

Therefore, the two families, the Medical Family and the Poison Family, planned to take this opportunity to resolve the hatred between the two families, otherwise both families might decline and perish.

However, on the wedding day, the doctor happily married his bride into the family.

After the banquet, when he lifted the veil that night, he saw his beloved woman, a skinned and bloody corpse. What was even more horrifying was that she was still alive.

The elders in the girl's family overestimated their influence in the family. On the day of the wedding, the branch of the girl's family was slaughtered by the Poison Family. At the same time, taking this opportunity, the Poison Family launched a full-scale attack on the Medical Family. Within one day, almost all of the hundreds of members of the Medical Family were wiped out.

In a life-and-death struggle between two tribes, a single mistake could lead to a complete loss, even if your strength is actually higher than your opponent's.

The man from the medical family was not killed. He was found by the monk from the Poison family while sitting in the bridal room, holding his lover's body in an idiotic manner, with a knife in his hand.

The monk from the Poison Family did not kill him directly, but instead planted countless poisons in his body, making him unable to bear the poisons and living a life worse than death. They raised him like a dog.

Just like that, time passed day by day, and the man from the medical family lived like a dog for decades, until one day, blood filled the sky, and the entire Du family was slaughtered, leaving no one alive.

According to the monks who witnessed the scene, the Poison Blood Demon Lord walked out in a red robe with a smile on his face and blood all over his body, and behind him was a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

This legend actually has many problems. For example, without resources and time to practice, how could the Poison Blood Demon Lord improve his cultivation and increase his magic power?
For example, there are several high-level cultivators in the entire Du family. It is impossible for the Poison Blood Demon Lord to cultivate all his magical powers in one day. How could those high-level cultivators not be alert to an enemy within the family?

But no matter what, this Demon Lord traveled all over the world in his later life and had few rivals. In the end, he left behind a volume of "Blood Poison Sutra" as one of the most brilliant evolutions of the Taoist book "Blood Nerve Sutra", which made countless cultivators in the Tongxuan Realm fight for it regardless of life and death.

Afterwards, the Poison Blood Demon Lord suddenly disappeared. Some said that he had cultivated his Nascent Soul and ascended to the upper realm. Some said that he had offended a cultivator he shouldn’t have offended and was killed by him. Others said that the Poison Blood Demon Lord was still alive, but was suppressed in an unknown area in the world.

In any case, after Lu Cheng comprehended this Taoist book, he used its contents to calmly dissolve the remaining blood poison in his body, and his strength began to recover.

On this day, Lu Cheng was practicing in the cave to recover his magic power, and Xiao Yuxue was studying the storage ring, when suddenly.

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

There was a huge explosion and the strong wind that blew up directly blew up the fourth-order protective formation guarding the cave. Before Xiao Yuxue could react, Lu Cheng, who was sitting deep in the cave, suddenly opened his eyes, wrapped himself in sword light, and instantly came to Xiao Yuxue's side, picked her up, and rushed out of the cave.

"Brother, do you have anything else?"

Xiao Yuxue did not say the last word, because at this moment she was so shocked by the scene before her that she could not utter a single word.

The pitch-black storm that served as a barrier to the world's border was broken, and a huge black turtle, whose head alone was as big as a mountain, lay on the ground, roaring towards the sky.

"Woo!"

"scold!"

The loud cry of an eagle resounded through the sky. A gigantic roc, which seemed to be carved out of gold and was so handsome that it seemed not to exist on earth, swooped down from the sky.

At first, it looked very small, but in a flash, Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue discovered that it was actually just as huge, just slightly smaller than the black tortoise.

Those who are good at attacking move above the nine heavens.

Those who are good at guarding hide under the nine earths.

The fight between these two creatures, which are like innate gods, truly illustrates this point.

Xiao Yuxue was still in shock, so frightened that she instinctively surrendered, trembling and her brain went blank; Lu Cheng was already rushing eastward without caring about his life, escaping with his sword.

Because he had seen Jindan realm cultivators, and because he had seen Jindan Zhenren realm cultivators fighting with swords at close range.

The raging energy of heaven and earth that covered a hundred miles was like a devastating catastrophe.

At this moment, the two guys behind him were even more terrifying. Because they had cultivated the sword intent, Lu Cheng was no match for a Jindan Zhenren realm cultivator, but he still dared to draw his sword. Even if he died in battle, he would die with the sword in his hand.

But now, under the oppression of these two creatures that were like innate gods, the only thing in Lu Cheng’s mind was: escape, escape, escape, escape. If he doesn’t escape, he will die!
This thought, this feeling.

If Lu Cheng looked back at this moment, he would see:
The cry of a crow echoed throughout the three realms.

At the end of the distant sky, a huge figure suddenly appeared, with two wings across the sky, stepping into the air, looking around, standing proudly, and looking down, with an attitude of dominance that spanned the heavens and the earth.

In the east there is a crow with three legs, red wings and golden feet. The sun rises from under the Fusang tree, brushes against the treetops and rises, illuminating all directions. There are layers above and below, nine below and one above, where the ten suns rest!
In fact, Lu Cheng and Xiao Yuxue were still very far away from the places where the fighting was taking place. The reason they could see them was simply because the bodies of the beings were too huge.

Once the storm is broken, the fight between these creatures will be easily noticed.

The golden roc flapped its wings with unparalleled speed and flew away at an extremely fast speed, but it was entangled by the black tortoise below and was eventually hit by the flames spewed out by the three-legged golden crow.

In an instant, its entire body almost turned into a golden burning sun.

The next moment, the sun split into ten rays, and under the "Ten Suns Splitting God Curse", the golden Roc split into ten and fled in all directions between heaven and earth.

This battle involves not only the three-legged golden crow, the black tortoise and the great peng. In the east, there is the changing light of five colors, namely green, red, white, yellow and black. In the west, there is a giant bird of fire with one leg and red wings. In the northwest, there is a large group of dark blue chaotic shadows. Right now, it is the end of this battle.

(End of this chapter)