Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 140 Corpse Sacrifice Ceremony, Hidden in Secret

It took Lu Cheng nearly a month to return, but he returned with Wu Lingjun. He was led by his second sister Wu Lingjun with rainbow light, and it only took him seven days to return to the place where he discovered the Xuanyin evil spirit.

From this, Lu Cheng could also see that Second Senior Sister's Taoism and magical powers were far superior to his own.

"It's really weird."

At this moment, Wu Lingjun and Lu Cheng were standing in the air. There was a dark underground valley below them. A faint mist was floating in the center of the valley. With Wu Lingjun's cultivation level, he could of course keenly perceive that the mist was not only concealing, but also constantly flowing with obscure changes in the energy. If an ordinary cultivator entered it, he might become a dead person at any time.

However, the formation here is of no hindrance to Wu Lingjun and Lu Cheng.

Among the twelve top sects of righteousness and evil, only a few such as the Eight Views and Dongyang Orthodox Sect have established a mountain protection formation connected to the earth veins. Even the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace has not been able to train a fifth-level formation master to build a fifth-level mountain protection formation.

A fifth-level mountain protection formation connected to the earth veins, coupled with a Jindan Zhenren who is familiar with the formation, has strength that even Yuanying Zhenjun dare not insult when he is in the sect. It is rare in the Tongxuan Realm to kill the enemy across levels, and the opponent is often trapped in the protective formation.

However, the Thousand Corpse Cult firstly, did not have a fourth-rank formation master, and secondly, even if they had one, they would not dare to use it easily. The headquarters hidden here was mainly for concealment, and they did not dare to make any big noise.

"It's just a third-level formation at most. It can stop a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage. Ninth Junior Brother, will you come with me?"

"Of course."

The two sisters and brothers smiled at each other, and Wu Lingjun took the lead in chanting the spell. After they finished, a water-blue light shield enveloped the two of them. This water shield would change color with the surrounding environment and could even block spiritual consciousness.

Lu Cheng also held a spell in front of his chest. After he performed a spell, he reached out and held Wu Lingjun's hand. The two of them fell into a state of fusion and unity with the surrounding environment. This was the art of the Eight Views of Heaven and One True Secret, which was the unity of man and nature.

"clever!"

Wu Lingjun exclaimed in admiration, then pulled Lu Cheng's hand and fled into the valley.

You always have to explore first to know yourself and your enemy.

The valley was shrouded in clouds and mist.

After looking around for a moment, the two found the node and entered it. In a trance, there seemed to be a sense of yin and yang interweaving, as if they had suddenly broken into another world.

Two black-robed monks from the Thousand Corpse Sect were currently carrying out patrol duties, one in front and one behind. The monk with weaker cultivation who was following behind them was clearly not paying attention to this.

He was following behind his senior sister, staring at her enticing waist and hip curves, swallowing his saliva from time to time, and wondering in his heart whether his current means could conquer this highly qualified senior sister in front of him. If he could use this senior sister as a cauldron, his own merits and deeds might improve enough to allow him to be promoted to the ranks of true disciples.

The Thousand Corpse Sect, one of the sixteen evil sects in the world, is also well-known in the Tongxuan Realm, but most of its disciples can only endure like rats under the pressure of the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace. It would be abnormal if their minds did not gradually become narrow-minded over the years.

Suddenly, the senior sister in front turned around abruptly, and the junior brother following behind her was stunned to find that the senior sister was staring at him fiercely.

"Look, keep looking? If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyeballs out!"

The sister approached with her chest puffed out, looking extremely ferocious.

But Bi Xuan keenly discovered the spring hidden in his senior sister's watery eyes.

"Sister, Xiao Xuanzi really likes you. Senior sister, let alone asking for my eyes, even if it's my heart, what's the harm? I just want you to know my feelings."

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me tell you, I am Brother Ye's man. Aren't you afraid of what's going on between you and me?"

"I'm afraid! But I'd rather die under the peony flowers. As long as Senior Sister gives it to me, I'm willing to die under Senior Brother Ye's palm."

The two of them hesitated and pulled each other, then found a secluded place nearby and rolled together.

A cup of tea later, Bi Xuan was lying on the ground with a pale face.

The female cultivator was leisurely putting on her outer robe, and apart from the slight blush on her cheeks, there was no sign of the intensity of the battle just now.

"If that guy surnamed Ye hadn't taken too much of my power, would I have let you have it? Humph, you piece of trash."

Just as this female cultivator was about to leave, a young man in Taoist robes walked out slowly from the mist. The next moment, this female cultivator in black flew backwards and fell heavily on a rock behind her. Just as she was about to lie down and vomit blood, someone grabbed her neck and pressed her against the rock.

"My friend, you'd better not break the paper talisman in your left sleeve. I guarantee that you will be dead before you break it."

"I am Gong Lucheng, the incarnation of Ten Thousand Beasts, and I have come to destroy the Thousand Corpse Sect. If you cooperate, I will let you live. Otherwise, you will die here first."

This time is no longer the twenty-eight years ago. Because of the Eight Views and Eight Views Dharma Assembly, the name of Huang Longzi's ninth disciple has spread throughout the world. What's more, the cultivators of the Thousand Corpse Sect have memorized the appearance characteristics of the high-level cultivators of the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace by heart.

So, when Lu Cheng slowly dispersed the strength between his five fingers, the female cultivator in black, after coughing violently, began to tell everything she knew.

If there were two Foundation Establishment cultivators patrolling and supporting each other, and cooperating with the formation restrictions here, even if they faced cultivators in the Condensing Sha Realm or Refining Gang Realm, they would not be easily captured in an instant. There would always be a chance to activate the restrictions in the valley and awaken the cultivators of the Thousand Corpse Sect.

But who asked the two foundation-building monks to do that? One of them was knocked down by the black-clothed female monk herself.

Lu Cheng and Wu Lingjun separated temporarily to find out the situation. Lu Cheng saw a live sex show after walking a few steps, and captured the remaining person at the same time.

"During this period, the corpse sacrifice ceremony of the main altar is held every ten years. Most of the elders and the seven Hades Generals will return to the main altar..."

There are countless extraordinary skills and secrets in the Tongxuan Realm, and there are indeed spells and oaths to prevent disciples from revealing certain secrets. It can kill disciples who reveal the sect's top secrets instantly, or make the caster feel something.

However, this kind of curse cannot be cast on every disciple of a sect, so when a high-level cultivator captures a disciple of a sect, some information is bound to be leaked.

"Okay, calm down. The Thousand Corpse Cult is about to be destroyed. Find a place to hide. Come on, open your mouth. Don't try to do anything, or you will die."

Lu Cheng put a golden silkworm Gu that could kill hundreds of poisons into the mouth of the female cultivator. He didn't know whether the Soul Lamp method of the Thousand Corpse Sect was possessed by the foundation-building disciples, so he could only reduce the number of killings. Of course, if the female cultivator was determined to die, the golden silkworm Gu that could kill hundreds of poisons would bite off her heart meridians.

"Thank you, Shang Xiu. Thank you, Shang Xiu!"

After kowtowed twice to Lu Cheng, the female cultivator in black stood up, sorted out her expression and mood, and then quickly left the place.

Lu Cheng's figure was also hidden in the mist.

Two days later, in a deep corpse-refining cave. "Ahhh!"

"...I'm so hungry...I'm so hungry..."

Deep in the corpse refining cave, there was a disheveled man who was tightly locked by a dozen black chains. The dark and hideous corpse energy was surrounding him, expanding and contracting as if he had a spirit.

He struggled like crazy, causing the dozen or so chains covered with spells to jingle, causing the entire corpse-refining cave to shake slightly. At the same time, a gloomy and hoarse voice roared:
“Immortality! Immortality! No one can prevent me from achieving enlightenment… I will eat you alive, ahhhh, eat you alive!”

The terrifying thunder-like roar resounded throughout the corpse refining cave. Above the corpse cave and around the cave entrance, stood more than a dozen men and women in Taoist robes.

Among them, an old man with white hair and beard, who looked quite immortal, raised his whisk and said:
"Alright, fellow disciples, the time has come. Those who haven't come yet will not come. Let's start the blood sacrifice to the corpse ancestor."

The dozen or so Ningsha and Liangang cultivators around all nodded in approval.

Five of the Seven Underworld Generals of the Thousand Corpse Sect have appeared. Except for Zuo Xuenong, the leader of the seven generals, and Situ Chi, the fourth Underworld General, most of the Seven Underworld Generals have appeared.

In addition, nine of the twelve elders of the Thousand Corpse Sect appeared, plus the Sect's leader and the chief elder, Granny Yin. This is already a very powerful force.

The Thousand Corpse Cult holds a corpse sacrifice ceremony every ten or several dozen years, but the time is not fixed.

Just look at the eighteen golden corpses left behind by the founder. If any of them shows any unusual movement, the high-level monks of the Thousand Corpse Sect will gather together and perform a blood sacrifice to suppress it.

Otherwise, each of the eighteen golden corpses left behind by Taoist Shiqi would have reached the level of a golden corpse. If any one of them was fully revived, the Thousand Corpse Sect would be destroyed after a thousand years of hunger and thirst.

Of course, this kind of suppression is not without benefits. Every golden corpse is a treasure to the Thousand Corpse Sect monks who practice the way of corpses. Such close contact and confrontation is a rare opportunity for learning and comprehension for the high-level monks of the Thousand Corpse Sect.

As the cultivators controlled their seals and turned their magic spells, rivers of flesh and blood flew out from gourds, coffins, iron bottles and other containers and fell into the corpse refining cave.

These blood and flesh vitality are too meager for the golden corpse. They can slightly satisfy its desire for blood and flesh, but the vitality and mana provided are only enough for the golden corpse to continue to fall into a long sleep. Combined with the unique spells and instruments of the Thousand Corpses Sect to suppress it, it is definitely dangerous but not harmful.

On the contrary, the practitioners can gain something by observing the spells that appear on the golden corpse from a close distance.

“Back then, Taoist Shiqi refined eighteen golden corpses and roamed the world, suppressing the world for a thousand years. If he had not attempted to merge with the eighteen golden corpses in order to cultivate into a Nascent Soul, his soul would not have been scattered among the eighteen golden corpses…”

Hidden in the dark, Wu Lingjun said this to Lu Cheng, telling the secrets of the past of this world. Although Lu Cheng also read the treasures of the heavenly book, he was still not as knowledgeable as the second sister who had been taught by Jindan Zhenren for hundreds of years.

"The life span of a Jindan Zhenren is only 800 years. Taoist Shiqi has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years and dominated the world for a thousand years. Even if he had enough elixirs to prolong his life, he must have practiced some secret method to prolong his life, or even practiced some secret method to change his calamity. His talent is really amazing and unimaginable. A person like him, after going through forty-nine calamities, still cannot cultivate into a Nascent Soul? Things are probably not that simple."

"After all, it happened thousands of years ago. Who can really know the truth of that era?" Wu Lingjun shook her head slightly and responded to Lu Cheng's words.

The two were hiding in secret and waiting, waiting for the moment when the Thousand Corpse Sect's monks' minds and magic powers were greatly damaged after they sealed the golden corpse.

After all, it was two against sixteen, and their magical powers were not as high as the others.

Fortunately, the Taoist magic inherited by the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace is more advanced than that inherited by the Thousand Corpses Sect. No one present could break Wu Lingjun and Lu Cheng's invisibility technique, otherwise the two of them would have escaped for their lives at this moment.

"There are so many rivers of blood and flesh. I wonder how many people the Thousand Corpse Cult has killed for this corpse sacrifice ceremony. But they sealed away the eighteen golden corpses, which is also a meritorious deed. It is hard to judge their merits and demerits."

The Thousand Corpse Sect, also known as the Corpse Worship Sect, did not inherit the Dharma of the Taoist Master Shiqi. Taoist Master Shiqi himself traveled all over the world, but he did not care about teaching his disciples. After his death, the few disciples he left behind were not able to inherit his Dharma.

Instead, the younger generation of monks who practiced the way of corpses accidentally found the eighteen golden corpses left by the old man, and used them to comprehend and study them, which can be regarded as a separate branch of the sect.

At this moment, Lu Cheng saw that all the monks of the Thousand Corpse Sect were already casting spells with all their strength, or paying full attention to the spells that appeared on the golden corpse.

He also controlled the seal and turned the magic formula, and then from the sleeves of his robe, a dark golden light flashed, and green-scaled poisonous snakes began to swim out one after another.

These green-scaled poisonous snakes flowed into the river of flesh and blood without a trace, and were also swept into the corpse refining cave and swallowed by the golden corpse.

Wu Lingjun was stunned for a moment when he saw this, but did not stop it. It was two against sixteen. He wanted to gain experience but not to die. Junior Brother Lu did this to further weaken the spiritual power and magic power of the Thousand Corpse Sect monks.

Sure enough, after obtaining more than a thousand unexpected green-scaled poisonous snakes as blood food, the golden corpse in the Corpse Refining Cave gradually showed a ferocity that was beyond the expectations of the Thousand Corpse Sect's cultivators.

Clank, clank, clank…

After struggling again and again, suddenly, a few of the dozen black chains were torn apart. He swung his right hand out violently, but it was not bound. This made the disheveled man stunned for a moment.

Then, he roared towards the sky.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a huge force erupted like a volcano, and the earth shook for a moment.

"what happened?"

"How could the golden corpse recover to this extent?"

"Quick, quick, increase your magic power."

The sixteen monks of the Thousand Corpse Sect, who were originally obsessed with comprehending the secrets of the corpse way, suddenly came to their senses and began to cast spells to intensify the suppression.

Although the golden corpse is almost equivalent to the cultivation level of a Taoist immortal, it has been sealed for thousands of years and its vitality has been greatly damaged.

Sixteen Thousand Corpse Sect monks who were proficient in the way of corpses joined forces to strengthen their magic power to suppress it. Although it was extremely ferocious, it was eventually subdued over time.

Gradually, in the blood-colored spells all around, he closed his eyes, as if falling asleep, and slowly sank into the rocks below, leaving only an ancient blood-colored talisman on the rocky ground.

But at this moment, Wu Lingjun and Lu Cheng attacked together.

A vortex of cold air rose into the sky, and a huge image of an ice Qilin appeared out of thin air. The fourth-level life-defining magic weapon, the Ice Kirin Tourmaline, was incredibly powerful and fell on top of it.

(End of this chapter)