Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 145 A mess

Fine wine and long songs, what is life like?
At this banquet at Chixin Temple, because Lu Cheng seemed to be in high spirits, spiritual food and wine were served like flowing water.

Everyone talked about everything and reminisced about the past.

Discussing Taoism and performing the Fa, they each shared their own experiences and insights from practicing Taoism over the years.

Chen Qingfeng's formation, Chen Qingyun's talismans, Luo Peifang's weapon refining, Lu Cheng's qi and sword training techniques, and finally even Xue Yuzhen and Yun Linger, each of them took the stage to show off their skills.

The banquet lasted for seven days and seven nights before everyone returned home to rest after having enough fun.

At night, the two of them, who had been comprehending the Taiyi Tiandun Yin-Yang Calculation during the day under the influence of alcohol, chatted with each other. Xue Yuzhen cleansed herself with magic, put on a gauze dress, and lay beside Lu Cheng.

"Master, Brother Chen might be entangled by a lowly maid like Madam Ruyu. As the saying goes, 'You can't hold back a boat on a rapid beach, and you will die as fast as an arrow when the sea of ​​qi surges.' Look at Sister Qingyun and Sister Peifang, they haven't aged much in these years, but Brother Chen's qi has declined, his foundation has decayed, and his leaves have withered. On the seventh day of the banquet, he was already forcing himself to cheer up, not wanting to spoil your fun."

Xue Yuzhen was born on a deserted island in the East. She was trained as a cauldron since she was a child. Later, she was chosen by an elder. She had only experienced one man before joining the Lu family, but she was well aware of the methods of dual cultivation.

Although Chen Qingfeng concealed it very well, she still saw through it.

"Sister Qingyun, Sister Peifang, judging from their body shapes and the progress of their skills, they must have retained their primordial yin and practiced Taoism with a pure yin body... After so many years, it seems that Sister Peifang's love has been wasted by Brother Chen."

Hearing this, Lu Cheng waved his hand, drew a talisman, and then stood up and put on his clothes.

"Master, what are you doing so late at night?"

"We are friends. If killing one person can help Qingfeng rebuild his heart, even if he hates me in the future, what's the harm?"

After Lu Cheng finished speaking, he walked out of the inner room.

Not long after, someone walked in from the outer hall. It was Xu Sheng, the chief priest of Chixin Temple who was summoned by Lu Cheng's talisman.

"Master, you called me?"

"Let me ask you, Brother Chen, have you made any special friends over the years? Who does he like to associate with?"

"Uh, Cao Jingmin, Zou Junye, Ruan Yuqian... However, Master Chen's relationships with them are just ordinary friends. It seems that there are no special friends."

"They are all men, not even one Kun Xiu?"

"Absolutely not. The abbot is a clean and upright person. He has never had any relationship with any female cultivator. In recent years, the abbot has either been in charge of the affairs of the abbot or has gone to the back mountain to meditate on the formation."

Hearing what the chief priest Xu Sheng said, Lu Cheng suddenly turned around and looked into Xu Sheng's eyes. Xu Sheng was also a very daring man when he was young, but at this moment, he felt a chill all over his body when he was looked at by Lu Cheng, and he immediately bowed deeply.

Lu Cheng has managed quite a few people in the Yinfeng Ghost Cave over the years. Seeing Xu Sheng's reaction at this moment, he knew that he was not covering up for Chen Qingfeng. Either he really didn't know, or there were some other secrets.

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes."

"Yu Zhen's judgment is not wrong. I also noticed that Brother Chen's five energies were scattered and his spirit was depressed. But if there was no one like Madam Ruyu, how could this happen?"

That night, Lu Cheng did not go to rest.

Instead, he went to the main hall of Chixin Temple and sat cross-legged before the majestic and solemn statue of Chixin God. He took out the peach wood statue of Chixin God that he had carried with him for many years and placed it in front of the statue of Chixin God. Then he meditated, emptied his mind, and chanted blessings and Taoist texts.

He is the real chief priest of Chixin Temple and the highest priest. No matter whether it is the previous chief priest Ye Lan or the current chief priest Xu Sheng, they were actually granted partial authority by Lu Cheng. The gathering and operation of the divine power of the Red Lord in this world bears the mark planted by Lu Cheng long ago.

The power of Dongyang Orthodoxy is mainly concentrated in the east and north, and the divine arts part of it is also a secret that has not been studied for a long time. The number of monks studying in the entire Dongyang Orthodox Church is also limited.

Otherwise, the Dongyang Orthodox Church would have discovered the traces of Shinto techniques here long ago.

As time passed, Lu Cheng chanted the blessing text, and inside the main hall, the huge statue of the Red Heart God began to emit a dark red halo.

It was also connected with the peach wood statue in front of Lu Cheng. Finally, a dark red divine light of thunder and fire suddenly lit up from the Dharma eyes on the forehead of the statue of Red Heart God, and hit the peach wood statue of Lu Cheng. The majestic divine power began to be transmitted and poured into it.

"The Taoist guardian deity, the Great Spiritual Officer of the Heavenly Patrol, is responsible for the patrol and punishment of heaven and earth, controls the forces of thunder, fire, wind, etc., drives away evil spirits and cures diseases, and protects the orthodoxy and peace of Taoism."

The next day.

Lu Cheng said to Chen Qingfeng:
"In half a month, I plan to give a seven-day lecture in the temple, teaching the Dao and sword skills to protect the Dao. You can post a notice and ask all the believers in the city and even the surrounding area to come and listen to the lecture."

Normally speaking, the Dharma is not easily passed on.

But Chen Qingfeng was quick-witted. After thinking about it, he thought that Lu Cheng wanted to help him maintain the position of Chixin Temple. He suddenly felt ashamed and extremely grateful.

Chen Qingfeng himself knew that as Chixin City became more and more prosperous, the status of Chixin Temple in Tongxuan Realm did not improve. If Lu Cheng had not defeated the group of cultivators at the Eight Views and Eight Views Dharma Assembly twenty-eight years ago and made such a great name for himself, he might not even be able to defend Chixin Temple.

Now that Lu Cheng is back, he can't stay here forever. So it would be a good move for him to preach, teach swordsmanship, and enhance the reputation of Chixin Temple.

In the future, as long as Lucheng does not fall, anyone who wants to deal with Chixin Temple will always have to be cautious.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Seeing Chen Qingfeng turn around and leave excitedly, Lu Cheng behind him also had a strange expression.

From Chen Qingfeng's perspective, he was doing his best to help him, but in fact, Lu Cheng was protecting the Chixin Temple. The belief in Chixin God that was developed unintentionally back then has now grown into a towering tree that influences millions of people. Even if he were to start over again, Lu Cheng was not sure he could do it.

Mr. Wang Yuewang back then might have been reincarnated as a human being long ago, but the spiritual imprint he left behind formed a seed of divinity, hidden in the Wang Lingguan Temple in Shiyuan County back then. Without this seed of divinity, nothing would exist today.

Although he still didn't know how to use this rare treasure perfectly, it was undoubtedly impossible for Lu Cheng to give it up easily.

That peach wood statue of the Red Heart God has been promoted all the way from a second-grade top-grade Shinto magic weapon to what it is today. As long as the power of faith is sufficient, it can even become a fifth-grade or even sixth-grade magic weapon.

This kind of treasure is enough for most of the cultivators in the Tongxuan Realm to risk their lives for. …

In the Tongxuan cultivation world, cultivators at the Ningsha level can establish their own sects, cultivators at the Foundation Establishment level can support their families, and cultivators at the Foundation Establishment level who are more powerful can dominate a remote corner.

The Five Elements Sword City is like a dragon to most of the cultivators gathered in Chixin City. It is a dragon that can only be seen from the head but not the tail, and is a cultivator that cannot be contacted under normal circumstances.

Now, he will teach sword skills for seven days in the Chixin Temple where he lived in the past.

Suddenly, the Tongxuan cultivation world in this area became like a boiling oil pan, and soon it became lively.

Originally, many monks who were eyeing Chixin Temple covetously stopped their actions after seeing this situation.

Half a month later, after the Seven-Day Sword Teaching, Lu Cheng of the Five Elements Sword had begun to teach the monks here. This was enough to ensure the peace of the Chixin Temple for the next twenty years.

Although the Tongxuan Realm has the highest level of magical power, it still has to have some morals and basics. The evil sects that can completely ignore these can just go and fight the Gushen Cult. Why bother to work so hard to make a living in the Chixin City?

When Lu Cheng opened the Wenjianzhai, seven days of teaching sword skills and explaining several sword techniques and sword theories was nothing to him.

The principles of the world have been fully expressed in the books of sages, but few people can truly apply these principles to themselves, and the same goes for swordsmanship.

Just like when he was in the Sword Questioning House in the Never-Sleeping City, Lu Cheng warned many disciples: "Practice more, be less stupid, and practice harder."

As a result, many disciples did not put much effort into their studies, and their hard work wasted their tuition fees.

Of course, Lu Cheng’s seven-day sword-teaching program can still give many talented and hardworking people a big boost in the future.

Chixin Temple, dungeon.

He has been imprisoned for some time. At the beginning, Pei Fangxuan still had some hope in his heart, but as time went by, the flame of hope in his heart gradually faded.

Pei Fangxuan, the owner of the Demon Villa in Beicheng Town, who is known as "a man of justice and altruism with the demeanor of an elder", is the man in black seven days ago. It was he who secretly controlled the Red Fire Scorpion to destroy Red Heart City and weaken the prestige of Red Heart Temple time and time again.

There was no other way. The Chixin Temple had a strong background and could not be robbed by force, so we had to do it step by step. Unexpectedly, something happened.

Click.

At this moment, the door of the dungeon opened and Lu Cheng walked in step by step:

"Have you thought it through? If you tell me everything you know, I will let your soul disperse. Otherwise, I am a cultivator from the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace."

As he spoke, Lu Cheng stretched out his arm, and a long banner suddenly flew out from his sleeve. With a whoosh, the banner unfolded. It was a long banner with countless human faces densely displayed on it. Among them were men, women, young and old, and they kept wriggling on the banner as if they were alive. All of them showed a look of pain, which was extremely terrifying.

Seeing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Pei Fangxuan in the prison took a few steps back in fear. If he was caught in it, thousands of years of torture would be his fate!
"Forget it. It was my greed that caused me to be reckless. However, although Master Lu is a world-famous swordsman, the person behind me may not be someone the Master can afford to offend."

"...Are you talking about the Southern Demon Cult?"

"That's right. My master and I were instructed by the high-ranking officials of the Southern Demon Cult to seize this Red Heart City. This city is developing better and better, and it connects the north and the south. If it is managed properly in the future, it may become a city that never sleeps. Such benefits are of course very tempting."

"Tang Shishangxiu of the Gushen Sect is my good friend, don't you know?" Lu Cheng frowned slightly.

"Haha, Master Lu probably hasn't contacted this good friend for a long time. Tang Shishangxiu has lost his influence in the Gushen Sect, and the Southern Demon Sect is not the only one."

The founder of Moyun Cave in Yinshan is the leader of the Gu God. He created his own Taoism, cultivated the highest quality golden elixir and was also known as the leader of the Southern Demon Cult. He practiced boundless magic and raised millions of magic soldiers. He was the number one cultivator in southern border in a thousand years. When the entire Tongxuan world talked about the Southern Demon Cult, the first person that came to mind was him.

However, before Yinshan Zhenren cultivated the top-grade golden elixir, there were cultivators in the southeast forest sea, the country of thousands of mountains, and the hundred thousand mountains.

Of course, from the perspective of the Central Plains, they were a group of demons and monsters, three parts human and seven parts ghosts. Under the leadership of Yinshan Zhenren, even if they were not as profound as the other three sects of the Demon Sect, they were still enough to support the name of the Southern Demon Sect.

"No, even if those demons and monsters envy the prosperity of the Middle Earth, they probably don't have the ambition to take things slowly like this. The person behind you is from the Gu God Cult. Which disciple of Yinshan Zhenren are you?"

Lu Cheng did not ask about Tang Shi's situation. When they parted after the Eight Scenery Ceremony, they were both prepared. Lu Cheng even invited Tang Shi to go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace to avoid disaster, but Tang Shi insisted on returning to the Gu God Cult, which meant that he was sure of saving his life, but he could not avoid suffering severe punishment for a few years.

But as long as they are alive, people like Tang Shi will always come to the fore.

"If the master insists on asking these questions, then just kill me with a sword. That way, it will be more satisfying."

Pei Fangxuan smiled bitterly when he heard this, but was unwilling or afraid to answer.

Seeing this, Lu Cheng stopped forcing him and turned to leave the dungeon, leaving Pei Fangxuan alone, who seemed to have run out of energy and fell into the hay.

Half a month later, with the full efforts of Chen Qingfeng, Chen Qingyun and others, the seven-day sword-teaching session was successfully held.

There were crowds of people coming from all directions.

When Lu Cheng taught in the City That Never Sleeps, it was also in a similar situation, except that there were more people and the cultivators were more advanced. However, his swordsmanship improved by more than just one or two steps.

When the auspicious time arrived, Lu Cheng entered the sword rainbow and swam in the air. No human body could be seen in the air, only five-colored sword lights of blue, red, white, yellow and black were seen circling in the air.

The next moment, the Taoist had already landed on the platform.

"The key to sword fighting is to avoid the real and attack the fake. I can attack the enemy, but the enemy cannot attack me. If you can move like a dragon and combine the sword with the body, that would be the best. But if you can't do that, then the next best thing is to use escape techniques, spells, and magic tools to protect yourself, which can also satisfy the four words of avoiding the real and attacking the fake."

"In my opinion, there are no fixed rules for swordsmanship. Knowing yourself and your enemy, and adapting to the situation, is also the way to defeat the enemy."

While Lu Cheng was teaching swordsmanship, he was also organizing what he had learned. He was not afraid of others learning his swordsmanship because he himself was the most outstanding practitioner.

He is not even afraid of others observing his swordsmanship and finding flaws in it, because flaws mean there is room for improvement. Compared to the sword in his hand, Lu Cheng believes that he is the strongest and most powerful being in the world.

(End of this chapter)