Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 191: The White-Bone Scholar (Today's update will be less, but the next four days will update words per day)

The blood escape techniques in this world, except for the unique and mysterious method of Dongyang Orthodox Sect, the vast majority are life-saving spells practiced by masters who have reached the realm of refining Gang or even forming elixir, using the scattered chapters of blood nerves left in this world. At least this is the case at the source.

Although it is fast, its strength is weak, and its comprehension of the Dao of Essence and Blood is insufficient. Although it seems extremely fast, it is actually just a crude imitation.

Therefore, when the two chaotic light paths fell, the blood shadow had no chance to struggle and was forcibly sucked back.

"My two Taoist friends, please spare my life, my two Taoist friends!"

With a shrill scream, this evil master who had been rampant in the world for hundreds of years and killed countless lives turned into a streak of blood and was swallowed into the dog's mouth.

With the realm of a fourth-order dog demon, directly devouring the master's soul and transforming it is very dangerous in itself. However, Lu Cheng's own sword energy has just been exhausted, and even if he uses the sword energy thunder sound, he can't catch up with the blood rainbow.

His current sword energy and thunder sound are faster than the flying speed of most grandmaster-level cultivators, but it is still far inferior to the blood escape technique.

Lu Cheng didn't want to leave any traces and cause trouble, so he had to take a risk by using the fourth-level dog demon.

Fortunately, the evil master of the White Bone Academy had already been seriously injured, which increased the chances of defeating the dog demon.

If successful, the fourth-level dog demon will also greatly increase its magic power.

At the same time on the other side, Zhongli Ling was regulating his own breath.

His Crazy Lion Devouring the Sky and the Sun and Moon in the Dog Demon's Belly, like Lu Cheng's Great Five Elements Earthly True Fire and Five Elements Great Handprint, are all super-level Taoist methods.

However, Zhongli Ling did not have Lu Cheng's talent and opportunities. When he used his Taoist skills to the fullest, he only attacked and did not defend, not sparing his own life, which is why he had such power.

At this moment, the remaining evil fire burning between the lungs must be eliminated with one's own vitality. To put it bluntly, it is the same as Lu Cheng's natal blood fire. Both are Taoist methods that require consuming lifespan to reach maximum power.

It would be better if he had time to practice and eliminate the hidden dangers, but unfortunately, there is no time for that now as the crisis is so severe.

"Sixth Brother."

After a shout, Lu Cheng threw a porcelain bottle over.

Zhongli Ling reached out to take it, opened the bottle cap and drank it without caring what was inside. The fifth-grade honey jelly inside could remove heart fire, break evil spirits, and nourish the body. Zhongli Ling's eyes lit up, and he felt a cool and sweet taste entering his body, which greatly reduced the burning sensation in his lungs.

"Old Nine, Sixth Senior Brother owes you a life."

"It is the duty of fellow disciples to help each other. Besides, the fifth-grade honey was just produced not long ago and I don't have much. Don't tell anyone."

If the Jade Bee Juice is upgraded to the fifth level, it will be a secret treasure of the Jindan Zhenren cultivators. There are so many Jindan masters in the Northern Sect. If this news leaks out, even with Lu Cheng's identity, he will cause a lot of trouble.

With just a few words, the relationship between the two men, which had been strained for many years, was greatly eased.

In fact, Niu Meng and Zhongli Ling could understand the matter of Yuxu Yandao Fruit. Although Xue Yuzhen was the concubine of Ninth Junior Brother, Ninth Junior Brother had not married for many years and had kept her by his side for nearly a hundred years. It seemed that he also valued old relationships.

However, after all, it is directly related to the path of cultivation, so there is no way he can let it go easily. However, over the years, Lu Cheng's status in the sect and his magical powers have improved by leaps and bounds, and now he is above Niu Meng and Zhongli Ling.

So what if the two of them can't let go? If they really fall out, it will only be humiliation for themselves. Think about it and let it go.

"This world is unpredictable. Next, we should find a spiritual place and use all our strength to activate the spiritual seal to contact other people. Otherwise, if we just keep wandering around like this, I don't know when we will find it."

Seeing that Lu Cheng said nothing, Zhongli Ling said this.

Because no one knows how vast this secret realm of Heavenly Buddha is, and no one knows how many old demons from the White Bone Courtyard with such cultivation as the one just now are hidden in this world.

"Which senior is there? Since you are already here, why not show yourself?"

Suddenly, Lu Cheng shouted loudly.

However, just after the war, Lu Cheng began to scatter the poisonous golden silkworm Gu. He has cultivated these golden silkworm Gu until today. Some are as big as a human head, and some are as small as gold dust, but the grade of the silkworm Gu does not increase with size.

There is also a fifth-level golden silkworm Gu that is as tiny as gold dust. Although its toxicity is extremely weak, it is good at hiding and has sufficient spirituality, which can assist Lu Cheng in exploring the surroundings.

At this moment, even the fifth-order golden silkworm Gu, as tiny as gold dust, discovered a breath hidden in the darkness.

In fact, when he was fighting with the black-clothed demon monk just now, Lu Cheng, who possessed the ability of sword heart clarity, had already sensed that in the entire White Bone Plain, there were several powerful auras that were paying attention to this place. However, after he killed the black-clothed demon monk, most of their spiritual consciousness shifted away, showing that they respected his magic power to occupy this place.

However, the aura discovered by the golden silkworm Gu at this time was something that Lu Cheng Jianxin had not sensed. In many cases, a fourth-level Jianxin was indeed unable to break the fifth-level advanced escape technique.

It was because he knew this that Lu Cheng took the trouble to place golden silkworm Gu around himself for protection.

At this moment, it comes into play.

"My friend, you really have great magical powers, including the Golden Silkworm Gu that can kill hundreds of poisons and the external elixir magic weapon. It's no wonder that my senior brother died at your hands."

From the shadow of the bone mountain on one side, a man dressed in white, holding a bone folding fan, walked out. He looked very young, like a scholar. He had a handsome face, without any evil aura.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed his identity as the evil demon of the sect.

Lu Cheng and Zhongli Ling were both alert and ready for another fight.

"You two young friends, there is no need to do this. My senior brother and I have always had some disagreements. It would be a good thing for you two to send him back to the West today. So there is no need for us to fight with swords."

At this time, Lu Cheng noticed that the white-bone scholar opposite him kept looking at the Qiankun bag he had just taken and the broken white-bone magic knife floating beside him.

At the same time, the two looked at each other, and the other did not hide the greed in his eyes.

These evil monks, like vultures, often feed on the corpses of others to enrich themselves.

"Excuse me, my two friends, what do you want in this secret place? Maybe I can help you."

By this time, the White Bone Scholar's intention of this trip had become very clear: he came here to trade, not to fight.

As a fellow Grandmaster of the White Bone Academy, the legacy of the black-robed demon monk was certainly more valuable to him than to Lu Cheng and Zhongli Ling.

Many evil skills and magic weapons are incompatible with Lu Cheng and Zhongli Ling's own Taoism, but of course they are no problem for the White Bone Scholar.

"May I ask how big this place is?" "About two million li in radius."

Lu Cheng and Zhongli Ling looked at each other when they heard this. This range did not exceed the distance of the spiritual treasure seal for induction and communication. In other words, the other people were not in this world.

The White Bone Scholar was very good at observing people's words and expressions, and he could tell the changes in the minds of the two people in front of him at a glance.

"You two are here to look for someone, right? The space inside this secret realm is chaotic. It is said that it was created by a great Buddhist in ancient times according to the six realms of reincarnation recorded in the scriptures. That group of bald donkeys wants to use it to establish the Central Buddhist Kingdom."

The six realms of reincarnation in Buddhist scriptures refer to the Asura realm, the animal realm, the hell realm, the hungry ghost realm, the human realm, and the heavenly realm.

The Central Buddha Kingdom refers to the six realms where the Buddha resides and manages the six realms.

Since it is a Buddhist scripture, it is inevitable that Buddhism is worshipped and Taoism is suppressed. This is also true in the Taoist scriptures. The six realms of reincarnation here place the heavenly beings below the Buddha's kingdom, while the central Buddha's kingdom is above the six realms. Similar theories also exist in Taoism, but they are obviously different from the Buddhist explanation.

The heritage of the Tianfo Sect in the ancient land on the horizon is indeed extraordinary, and their spirit and courage are beyond imagination. If they can successfully establish this secret realm, it will be the foundation of Buddhism that will last forever. They can even use this as a basis to transform the entire outside world into a Buddhist kingdom on earth.

However, that was something that happened countless years ago.

"This place is filled with death and bones are exposed in the wild. This is what Buddhism calls hell or the realm of hungry ghosts, right?"

Zhongli Ling looked around and said with some sudden enlightenment.

"No, this is the human road of the past."

The white-boned scholar gently waved the folding fan in his hand, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In a trance, it seemed that people could see the bloody sea in the past and the people crying and wailing.

"..."

"Then how do we leave the human world and go to the other six realms?" Lu Cheng didn't want to dwell on this issue too much and asked directly.

"My previous answers are my gifts to you two, but I'm sorry I can't answer your other questions for free."

After hearing this, Lu Cheng thought for a moment, then wielded the broken bone sword beside him towards the bone scholar.

The White Bone Scholar stretched out his hand, and with a burst of white light, he took the two blades that were flying towards him. After observing them for a moment, he showed a look of regret. However, it was still a big gain for him.

As long as one finds a bone tool and warms and refines it again, it will become a fifth-grade mid-quality magic knife of the best quality.

"If you want to escape from the human world, or if you are proficient in space Taoism and find the joints, you can enter and exit. Otherwise, you have to go to the place designed by those bald donkeys in the past, Putuo Mountain Youlin Temple."

"Where is the Youlin Temple on Mount Putuo?"

Seeing that the Skeleton Scholar refused to say anything more, Zhongli Ling asked another question. However, the Skeleton Scholar's gaze fell on the Qiankun bag floating next to Lu Cheng.

Although Lu Cheng didn't care about these evil magic tools and properties, he also didn't like being taken advantage of.

"I can give you this Qiankun bag, but you must send us out of this world next. Otherwise, the question you just answered is not worth a white bone magic knife."

"That won't work. There's a corpse bear living on Mount Putuo. It was a Buddhist spirit beast in the past. After the human world turned into a field of bones, it has been cultivating for thousands of years and has become quite powerful. It has a strong restraint on my Taoism. I don't want to face it."

"In that case, we have no choice but to find someone else to trade with."

Hearing this, Lu Cheng judged that what the other party said was true, so he turned around and was about to leave. Seeing this, Zhongli Ling also followed him.

"My two friends, although this deal has not been concluded, we can always continue the trade. The Taoism of my White Bone Academy is special, and you can't get a higher price for my senior brother's Qiankun bag anywhere else."

The white-bone scholar was clearly determined to take his senior brother's inheritance. A flash of white-bone spiritual light appeared on his body, blocking Lu Cheng and Zhong Li Ling.

Then, to avoid misunderstanding, he pointed to the Qiankun bag on his waist, and magical tools flew out of it, including knives, swords, flags, gourds, ruyi, handkerchiefs, mirrors, etc.

Most of them have pure and upright energy, which is obviously not possessed by the White Bone Scholar himself.

For magical instruments like this, he would try out some of them with rare functions and special materials, but ultimately he could not make them completely compatible with his own Taoism.

Of course, as a master of evil ways, it is not surprising that he has such a fortune after hundreds of years of practice.

Lu Cheng and Zhong Li Ling looked at each other, and then Lu Cheng said, "Okay, but after the transaction, you have to tell us the current location of Youlin Temple on Mount Putuo."

It was called Putuo Mountain many years ago. Now the human world has turned into a field of bones. I am afraid that except the skeleton scholar in front of me, no one knows where the Putuo Mountain of the past is.

The white-boned scholar smiled lightly upon hearing this and readily agreed.

Next, Zhongli Ling selected a fifth-order lower-grade golden bowl from among those lower- and middle-grade instruments, and sent a message to Lu Cheng:
“Maybe it can be useful in this secret Buddhist land.”

Lu Cheng chose an ancient sword from the White Bone Scholar's collection. It was a fifth-grade, mid-quality sword that looked like it was made of bronze. The sword made the White Bone Scholar's face twitch and he felt quite painful.

Then, Lu Cheng handed the Qiankun bag that the black-clothed demon monk had previously possessed to the white-bone scholar in front of him.

After the transaction was completed, both parties remained vigilant and slowly retreated until they were a very far distance away.

"Should we find an opportunity to harm them once?"

Watching the two rays of light going away, the bone scholar gently waved his folding fan. After a while, he touched the Qiankun bag in his hand and smiled.

"Forget it, let me first digest the old ghost's legacy from my senior brother and greatly increase my magical power. With this secret realm and these resources, won't I, the White Bone Scholar, be the most respected person in the White Bone Sect in the future? There's no need to create any more trouble."

An area of ​​two million miles in radius is not small, and it is considered the size of a large country in the mortal world. However, for the escape speed of a cultivator in the Refining Gang realm, it is not that fast. This is why the White Bone Scholar would not lie, because if they couldn't find the location, Lu Cheng and Zhongli Ling would turn around and look for trouble with him.

As soon as they approached the address given by the White Bone Scholar, Lu Cheng and Zhongli Ling knew why the other party was unwilling to come.

In the distance, I saw a mountain of bones that seemed to be made of white bones, with a deep and filthy aura of resentment spreading outward from it.

Generation after generation, they have devoutly believed in the false promises of some "Buddha" and worshipped Buddha devoutly, but they have never been able to obtain great happiness and liberation. In the end, what they got was instead a sea of ​​blood and the collapse of the Pure Land. As mortal beings, how can we not feel resentment?

(End of this chapter)