Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 207: Wandering for half a lifetime, never meeting a wise master, the Blood God is on the loose, devouring the world with his sword!

Deng Dongyuan sacrificed the glazed treasure lamp and unleashed the Heavenly Demonic Elixir. At this moment, his methods were undoubtedly the best in this world. Even if the likes of Chi Shen Zi and Huang Long Zi came, they would have to avoid his edge and fight while retreating. After an hour, the magic lamp's body dissipated before they could counterattack.

Besieged by two great Jindan True Immortals, the Faceless Sky Ghost, who was already seriously injured, was unable to resist at all.

His body transformed into a shadow and he kept fleeing and wandering around, trying his best to resist. But when he was really trapped in a dead corner, the deep ghost energy in his body rolled violently, and his hand gestures changed into that of a trapped beast fighting hard.

It suddenly broke off one of its fingers, tore it off, and threw it into the air. The broken index finger turned into a bloody long sword, and it took several blows from Deng Dongyuan and the Magic Lamp's Dharma Body without being at a disadvantage.

It delayed for some more time, but the blood-red long sword condensed from the ghost energy quickly dimmed and faded. Deng Dongyuan's Heavenly Demon Dan Qi was tough, long and endless. The magic lamp corpse oil in the glazed treasure lamp could also support the Dharma body for an hour. How many fingers could the Faceless Sky Ghost pull?

At this moment, a beam of light came rapidly from a distance. It was Shang Xiwen, the Jindan Zhenren who had been searching for the Heavenly Ghost elsewhere. After learning that the Heavenly Ghost had been found, he quickly flew back to lend a helping hand to his senior brother.

But his return directly triggered some changes.

At this time, the place where Deng Dongyuan fought with the Faceless Sky Ghost was a lake with a small stone-walled Buddhist temple.

There are Buddhist temples everywhere in the Heavenly Buddha Realm, which is not surprising. Even the stone wall Buddhist temple here has some Buddha shadows on the stone statues. It must have been a magnificent scene in the Heavenly Buddha Realm in the past, but this is not surprising.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how decadent the Buddhist world is, it is normal for a few magical objects to remain.

But what is abnormal is that there is darkness growing and twisting in the shadow behind the Buddha statue.

Deng Dongyuan's entire attention was focused on the Heavenly Ghost in front of him, but Shang Xiwen behind him also had a keen eye.

When he got a little closer, he immediately noticed something unusual.

"Brother, be careful!"

As soon as the thought came to mind, the shadow suddenly pounced out.

Suddenly, a black light swept across like an arrow, tearing the sky and splitting the earth, silently but with terrifying ferocity!
Deng Dongyuan was on the verge of death at this time. He was overwhelmed by the calamity and lost his usual caution and calmness under the huge temptation of refining the Nascent Soul.

But he still trusted Shang Xiwen very much. The two brothers had been together for hundreds of years. Because of Shang Xiwen's reminder, Deng Dongyuan directly used his own life-saving magic weapon, the Heavenly Demon Armor.

A set of extremely ferocious blood-red armor suddenly spread out from his Dantian and expanded all over his body. But the arrow-like black light was too fast, and with a bang.

I don't know whether the armor spread first and the protection was completed, or the black light reached his body first and the plot was successful.

"How is it possible? How could it have such magical power?"

Shang Xiwen was stunned in mid-air and didn't dare to go over for a moment. He was the closest and had the greatest magical power among everyone present. Of course, he saw the Heavenly Demon Armor's body protection and the Heavenly Ghost's sneak attack were completed almost at the same time, but in this case, it was impossible for his brother's physical body to not be affected.

Deng Dongyuan is in the late Jindan stage. After hundreds of years of cultivation, he has acquired a fifth-level late-stage magical weapon, the Heavenly Demon Armor. With his Heavenly Demon Dan Qi, his attack is only slightly weaker but his ability to survive is unparalleled. Few people in the world dare or are willing to provoke him.

As his life-saving magic weapon, the Heavenly Demon Armor would appear at the thought of something. Even if Deng Dongyuan was caught off guard, it would be almost impossible for a cultivator of the same level to kill him before he could summon the Heavenly Demon Armor.

But, the Faceless Sky Ghost is actually a sixth-rank ghost king.

Even though it was besieged and severely injured, after devouring Master Zong Zhen's golden body and recovering some vitality, its full-strength attack still reached a level that was beyond Deng Dongyuan's ability to cope with.

At this time, Lu Cheng also walked back to the crowd silently, and asked Shang Xiwen. The cultivators from the Deng and Shang families looked at Deng Dongyuan's current condition together.

The ghost flames surged and burned out.

The faceless ghost that was besieged before was now captured and refined by the magic lamp body. Then the magic lamp body returned to the glass lamp with the flames.

Deng Dongyuan sat on the ground, cross-legged and breathing. He was wearing a thick blood armor of the devil, with only his face exposed, leaving no space around him.

The sky was shaking and the earth was trembling, and the entire Tianfo Secret Realm was constantly collapsing.

The remaining few monks, under the command of Shang Xiwen, gathered together to protect Deng Dongyuan's body.

Shang Xiwen was constantly calculating and observing his surroundings.

Now he didn't care where to go, as long as he could return to the main world smoothly. Shang Xiwen was already proficient in the art of calculation. He learned the Taiyi Tiandun Yinyang Miaosuan from his senior brother and even surpassed him. Therefore, it was not difficult for him to do this.

About half an hour later, the ghost energy that was almost constantly emanating from Deng Dongyuan's body was finally suppressed, and he seemed to have returned to normal.

After opening his eyes, Deng Dongyuan stood up and whispered:
"Xiwen, let's go to the Tianren Shrine."

When he said this, Deng Dongyuan staggered and was grabbed by the arm by Shang Xiwen beside him.

"Brother, you also said that the Heavenly Man Palace is the most complete in this secret realm. Even if the secret realm collapses, it will not be destroyed immediately. It is not too late to obtain the Golden Boat of Deliverance in the future. The most important thing now is that you return to the mountain as soon as possible and refine the sixth-level Heavenly Ghost Underworld Qi. After you have completed your work, who in the overseas cultivation world, let alone the entire Tongxuan world, can compete with you for the Golden Boat of Deliverance?"

"Yes, ancestor, take care of your health first!"

"Ancestor, Ancestor Shang is right!"

With Shang Xiwen trying his best to persuade him, and other disciples of the tribe saying the same thing, Deng Dongyuan hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to withdraw from the collapsing Tianfo Secret Realm first.

However, Lu Cheng, who had been observing Deng Dongyuan silently, keenly discovered that a hint of paleness appeared in the depths of Deng Dongyuan's eyes.

For the people of the Deng and Shang families, Deng Dongyuan founded the Dongji Great Desert Island lineage from scratch and corrupted the Xinfo Temple and Baiguyuan, making their two families almost vassals of Dongdao.

He is so powerful that almost no one can defeat him in the world.

Ever since Shang Xiwen asked, the cultivators from the Deng and Shang families had absolute confidence in Deng Dongyuan, but Lu Cheng was not from either the Deng or Shang family. He could see at a glance that Deng Dongyuan was unable to refine his energy and was instead being eroded and possessed by the sky ghost.

And as time goes by, unless something unexpected happens, Deng Dongyuan's chances of winning this war of minds will only become smaller and smaller.

“I’m not afraid of Master Deng winning or the Heavenly Ghost getting the final victory. I’m only afraid that these two evil creatures will be in the same jar, fighting and blending with each other, just like raising a Gu, and finally raising an indescribable evil creature.”

As this thought arose in Lu Cheng's mind, it became clearer and stronger.

At this moment, Deng Dongyuan seemed to notice Lu Cheng's gaze, looked back and smiled slightly.

It’s just that the left half of his face looked majestic, while the right half showed a sly smile. Most importantly, he himself was unaware of it.

Shang Xiwen had already calculated the nearest node nearby that could be used to leave the secret realm. After getting approval from his senior brother, he led the other practitioners there quickly and sacrificed the Boundary-Breaking Pearl.

Previously, Deng Dongyuan hinted to Lu Cheng that there was only one Boundary Breaking Pearl, which was obviously a lie to Lu Cheng, or he knew in his heart that with his junior brother's cautious character, since he had started to refine it, Shang Xiwen would definitely refine more as a backup if he could afford it.

This boundary-breaking bead can be used as a disposable magic weapon to break through unstable space. After it is refined, it can be preserved for hundreds of years. There is no need to worry about refining too much and wasting resources.

When the time came, the Boundary Breaking Pearl was thrown out, creating a deep, rotating black vortex. Shang Xiwen then turned around and said:
"Time is a bit tight. I can only deduce that we will end up in an overseas cultivation world, but I don't know where exactly. The worst case scenario is that we will end up in the Heart Buddha Temple, the White Bone Courtyard, or near the Three Immortal Islands in the East China Sea. But I don't think our luck should be that low."

"Even if we fall into those places, it's nothing. With all of us here, even if the three demons and three immortals from overseas come out, what do we have to fear?"

Deng Dongyuan said casually, not taking it seriously. Everyone walked into the vortex, and the last thing they saw was the collapse of mountains and the cessation of waterfalls in the distance.

After escaping from the secret realm of Buddhism, the group did not end up in any of the sects of the Three Immortals or Three Demons of the East China Sea.

Everyone observed the stars and calculated the space at night and found that they were overseas, close to the end of the world.

The relatively closest gathering place for monks is the Dongxuan Pavilion on Tumu Island.

Everyone decided to fly to the Dongxuan Pavilion to visit, purchase spiritual objects, recuperate, and restore their magic power.

The group went to Tianfo Secret Realm, and Dongji Island was badly hurt. Two of the five Jindan masters died in the battle, and only six of the more than twenty Liangang monks are left.

But the goal was achieved. The Dongyuan ancestor absorbed the sixth-level dark energy, and none of the two saints of Dongdao were seriously injured, and the foundation of Dongji Island was not lost.

In the next few days, Lu Cheng, as usual, asked Deng Dongyuan and Shang Xiwen for advice on Taoism and taught everyone swordsmanship.

But other than that, he became unusually silent and hardly ever talked about anything other than monasticism.

Everyone thought he was just too tired. After all, who wasn't tired? But Lu Cheng, after two sword strikes, his black hair turned mostly white, and he looked like someone between middle-aged and old, so the other cultivators understood.

On the contrary, Deng Dongyuan's mental state was getting better and better, and his magical power was becoming more and more pure and profound. However, it seemed that no one except Lu Cheng could see that the paleness in his eyes was becoming more and more intense.

“When the Yin Qi is fully ignited, it will be the day when the Heavenly Ghost will be revived. The resentful spirits of a thousand years will receive Master Deng’s evil heart and the Taoist training…”

On this day, the cultivators from Dongdao Island finally arrived at the Dongxuan Pavilion Sea Market.

The monks who came to receive them were still the same group from last time.

However, when she saw the two real men, Deng Dongyuan and Shang Xiwen, the middle-aged woman in charge of reception was almost frightened and fell down.

The two saints of Dongji Island have arrived in person. Could it be that Dongji Island is planning to occupy the sea market of Dongxuan Pavilion?

"Ugh."

But at this moment, Lu Cheng sighed softly.

"...Disciple, after all these days, you still can't figure it out?"

The first person to speak was Deng Dongyuan. On this day, the paleness in his eyes completely occupied his eyes. However, Shang Xiwen and others seemed to be unaware of this. Only Lu Cheng could see it clearly.

Deng Dongyuan also knew that only Lu Cheng could see clearly. "Master Deng, I am grateful for your kindness in accepting my teachings. I have waited for these days, but I can't wait any longer. When you enter Dongxuan Pavilion, how many people will die? Hundreds of thousands or millions of people?"

"So what? Cheng'er, after all these days, are you still as stubborn as that old monk? The demon gods from outside the world have destroyed the world several times and devoured billions of living beings, so what? Instead, they traced back to the source of blood and reappeared the power of the ancient demon.

The golden-winged roc devours people, the ghost car eats souls, the deep-sea black turtle roams the sea, and the sun-golden crow is even more unrivaled in the world, dominating the world. Just as a commoner must pay with his life for killing one person, a king can kill ten thousand people and get away with it. Today I will merge with this sky ghost, kill a million people to eliminate its resentment, and my true spirit will be able to see the light of day again. When the time comes, you and I will join forces as master and disciple, so why worry about not achieving the great way?"

Hearing Deng Dongyuan's words, Shang Xiwen and the surrounding cultivators from the Deng and Shang families were all horrified and quickly flew away, subconsciously staying away from Deng Dongyuan and Lu Cheng.

Deng Dongyuan and Lu Cheng didn't care about this.

"That's fine. Master Deng will teach me the Dao, and I will send Master Deng's soul back into reincarnation, so that you won't be bewitched by the ghost and be unable to be free for generations."

Along with Lu Cheng's whisper, two clanging sounds of swords were heard, and two long swords, the Vajra Flying Sword and the Five Elements Flying Sword, extended out from his sleeves, and the sword intent spread to cover the four poles.

“Hahahaha, I didn’t expect that my Cheng’er is still a person who cares about the relationship between master and disciple. But your biggest mistake was not to take action when you first left the secret realm. In the past few days, your internal injuries have indeed recovered a little, but my Taoism has become more and more integrated. With just your Blood God Swordsmanship, you can never hurt me.”

Although he said this, a glazed treasure lamp flew out from above Deng Dongyuan's head, with purple flames burning on it, giving rise to the phantom of the Demon Flame Dharmakaya Golden Elixir True Person.

However, after merging with the Sky Ghost, Deng Dongyuan's life-saving magic weapon, the Sky Demon Armor, could no longer be used. After the two merged, it was hard to tell whether it was the person from the past or a new person created.

As Deng Dongyuan truly revealed his aura, winds and clouds surged above the vast ocean. The originally clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds and flashes of lightning.

The thousand-year-old celestial ghost, the incarnation of the curse, this kind of existence has not appeared in this world for thousands of years, and the heavens also despise it.

The sword comes like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart!

The sword flew away like a flash of light!

"boom!"

Without any hesitation, Lu Cheng connected the blood and fire in his body and unleashed the most powerful sword move he had ever made.

If the first sword lasts for a hundred years, and the sword lasts for a lifetime, it is sword skills. Lu Cheng defeated Shang Xiwen with his sword skills.

If the second sword lasts for a hundred years and a sword lasts for a lifetime, it is the sword energy. Lu Cheng combines the Heaven-stealing Spirit-transforming Great Method, the Innate Qi Great Capturing Method and the Blood God Great Method to seize the opportunity of the sky and defeat the thousand-year-old sky ghost.

Then this third sword, which lasts for a hundred years and spans a whole new era, can be called the Sword God.

The Five Elements sword intent was vaguely in harmony with the will of Heaven in this world. All of a sudden, both the man and the sword moved, and in an instant, thousands of sword auras spread out and moved along with them. Those sword auras seemed endless and far-reaching, and seemed to drive the murderous intent of the entire heaven and earth. Heaven was ruthless, and the cultivators killed on behalf of Heaven!
"It's useless. If I were afraid of this, there would be no cultivator in this world who could survive the forty-nine calamities. It's not like I haven't seen the killing intent of heavenly punishment before."

The demonic energy and the demonic flames of the Dharma body merged into one, all blending into one furnace, connecting as one. The surging demonic energy surrounded Deng Dongyuan's body, performing a myriad of phenomena, as if it was a world of its own. The surrounding space was filled with countless demonic flames and demonic shadows, forming a round, natural black ball of light, which seemed to be a nine-transformation golden elixir, shrinking rapidly.

Within this golden elixir, there seemed to be a terrifying magical power brewing and growing that was enough to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split apart and change the world.

The vortex of sword energy stabbed upwards, layer upon layer, but was completely swallowed up by Deng Dongyuan's Heavenly Demon Dan Qi mixed hole, like a dark mixed hole that holds all rivers in the sea.

"If you use all the power of three swords, with your swordsmanship talent, maybe you can really make me feel threatened, but the power of one sword? After this sword, you will die! You are really stupid. You don't take the right path, but choose a dead end!"

"No, this sword is enough to kill you."

In the midst of the sword tide, Lu Cheng opened his mouth and spit out golden light from the depths of his throat. Then, a golden dragon swam out.

The ancestor of Hualongyuan in the East China Sea, Ao Daoyuan.

"Hahahahahaha, Deng Dongyuan, my fellow Daoist Dongyuan, you never thought that I would be able to come back and die with you!"

"Ao Daoyuan? You're not dead yet, how is this possible!?"

But neither Ao Daoyuan nor Lu Cheng gave Deng Dongyuan the opportunity to figure the matter out thoroughly.

The golden dragon plunged into the dark cave without hesitation, completely ignoring the fact that its golden scales were shattered and its bones were broken.

During this time, he was in the Jiuli Ding in Lu Cheng, where he had plenty of elixirs and jade bee syrup. As long as Lu Cheng had it and he could eat it, all was given to him.

In addition, Ao Daoyuan was determined to die at this moment, so he activated the secret method in his body, hoping to die together with Deng Dongyuan.

Boom!

The golden dragon's body was shattered, but it finally pushed Deng Dongyuan out of the seemingly endless dark cave.

At this time, Shang Xiwen, who was not far away, was still hesitating, but when he saw that the situation was not right, he waved his hand and asked the cultivators from the Deng and Shang families on his left and right to attack together.

"Save Brother."

"Yes."

However, as soon as they approached, they were blocked by a large number of golden spirit insects. These golden spirit insects chew gold and eat iron, and ordinary spells could not hurt them at all.

Moreover, it has a ferocious nature. When it is released, the sky is filled with golden stars, just like a swarm of locusts passing through. It eats everything it sees, and those with weaker magic power will not be left with even a trace.

In a short period of time, two cultivators in the Refining Realm from the Deng and Shang families were even killed directly. Seeing this, the others could only protect themselves and had no time to provide support.

And it was at this time.

Millions of sword lights suddenly condensed into an inverted sword in Lu Cheng's hand. His body suddenly leaned forward, and in an instant, the blood-red sword light descended like a cloud hanging from the sky, ethereal and agile, coming and going without a trace, as if it appeared out of thin air and was unpredictable.

The sword light fell, but it was.

Pure death.

Pure destruction!
The sword returns to death, and at this moment Lu Cheng finally did it.

Faced with such a sword, Deng Dongyuan wanted to dodge, but he was entangled by Ao Daoyuan and could not avoid it. He wanted to block it, but the sharpness of this sword was so sharp that even the Heavenly Demon Dan Qi, which was not yet at its full strength, could not be blocked.

If you can't avoid it or stop it, then you will die.

The bloody sword light fell.

Heads fly!

Lu Cheng looked at the flying head, but what he saw was the paleness in Deng Dongyuan's eyes quickly fading away. The old Taoist could still force a smile and said the last words to Lu Cheng:

"Good disciple, great swordsmanship!"

Then, this great demon master who had dominated the world all his life and was only half a step away from cultivating his Nascent Soul, slowly closed his eyes.

He has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years and he knows it very well. It is difficult for a ghost who has been in evil for thousands of years to become a saint. If he merges with the resentful spirits that have been in evil for thousands of years, he will be rejected by the heavens. If he continues to practice Taoism, he will probably end up with his soul torn apart.

However, if he heard the truth in the morning, he would die in the evening. He really wanted to see what the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Avenue, the transformation of the fetus into the Nascent Soul, looked like.

So, even though I knew it was dangerous, I was still willing to give it a try. Now there is nothing much to say.

Deng Dongyuan is dead, and a white gas is flying out of his body at a high speed, trying to escape into the distance. If this thousand-year-old vengeful spirit is allowed to escape, it will probably bring another disaster to the world a hundred years later.

Moreover, the Heavenly Ghost also saw that Deng Dongyuan was dead, the thousand-year-old dragon was dead, Lu Cheng's sword energy and divine power were gone, and the cultivators on the side were far away.

If I escape immediately, I will have a good chance of escaping.

However, the blood-red sword light in the air rolled up and actually chopped down again. Although its spirit and magic power plummeted by more than a hundred times, it was still sharp and swift, and it was agile in flying and killing.

At this moment, Lu Cheng, who had been practicing three swords and one sword for a hundred years, had accumulated death energy in his body to the extreme, thus triggering some mysterious changes.

Suddenly a golden Buddha light appeared on his body and golden lotuses emerged. Under the operation of the technique, the lotus roots were deeply planted, penetrating into the filthy deathly air in Lu Cheng's body, and then quickly absorbed it and bloomed. Pure and flawless, golden lotus flowers the color of colored glaze bloomed one after another, layer upon layer, with thousands of lotus petals, endless.

The Golden Lotus of Nirvana is the last magical power left by Master Zongzhen.

Under the effect of the Nirvana Golden Lotus, the dead energy in Lu Cheng's body was quickly transformed into vitality. His white hair quickly turned back to black, and his originally dry and wrinkled cheeks and palms quickly became plump, regaining their youthfulness and elasticity.

The three swords turned death into life.

"This old monk's power is not strong enough. I still have a few decades left to live. I planned to take advantage of this state to comprehend more and comprehend the Taoist method of yin and yang transformation. Now it has been directly stimulated to me. I have lost several decades of life for nothing."

Lu Cheng complained, but in his heart he was of course grateful for the old monk's gift.

This is not necessarily because the old monk lacks skill, but rather that "if you do everything too much, your fate will end early." There is a Buddhist Zen philosophy hidden in it.

"You can't kill me. I am the result of thousands of years of Buddhist karma. If you kill me, it will be the same as killing millions of lives. Your sin is enormous."

The sword light slashed down from top to bottom, directly slashing the thousand-year-old vengeful spirit to pieces.

"Killing millions of lives? Committing enormous sins? Suffering from a heavenly calamity? I can overcome it with my own magical powers."

Lu Cheng retracted the sword and flew away with the sword. Shang Xiwen originally wanted to stop him, but looking at Lu Cheng's young face and long black hair at this moment, his heart moved slightly, but he did not make a move in the end.

(End of this chapter)