Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 265: Edict, monks’ war; refining the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, guarding the sect
On this day, Lu Cheng was practicing in the cave in Jilei Peak when he suddenly felt the vital energy of heaven and earth undergo unusual changes.

He made a magic gesture and his body was suddenly wrapped in a rainbow light. He flew out of the cave, but he saw a golden talisman slowly descending from the clouds above the Fantasy Cloud Valley.

Huang Daozhong and Liu Hexuan had already escaped from the cave and were staring at the golden talisman with serious expressions.

"Huanyun Valley, Huangdao Bell, respectfully request the decree."

The sect's supreme elder Huang Dao Zhong stepped forward, took the golden talisman, held it in his hand to examine it for a moment, then held the talisman in both hands and bowed deeply to the sky.

Then he turned around and said to Liu Hexuan and Lu Cheng:
"My two junior brothers, follow me to Qilin Peak for a small gathering."

Liu Hexuan and Lu Cheng naturally would not refuse.

Inside the cave, the aroma of tea wafts in the air.

"The Yuanshen Patriarch has issued a decree that the three sects, Xuanmo, Huanyun, and Haoran, must send two Nascent Soul cultivators to fight against the attack of the Tiannan cultivators. There are also requirements for the number of Jindan and Zifu cultivators..."

"Junior Brother Tie, you have just reached the Nascent Soul stage not long ago. Junior Brother Liu and I will be the ones to resist for the first ten years. You can guard the mountain gate in the sect so that we don't have to worry about anything."

At this time, Liu Hexuan also spoke:
"Junior Brother Tie, you can use these ten years to study one of the Hundred Arts of Immortal Cultivation. If you have a profound Hundred Arts of Immortal Cultivation, you may not need to fight even at the front line."

Liu Hexuan meant well. He knew that Lu Cheng was practicing the Ghost Infant Avenge, and his spiritual awareness and magic power were weaker than those of a normal Nascent Soul cultivator. If he could avoid the battle, that would be best.

"Thank you two brothers for your care."

Lu Cheng, sitting on a cushion, held the seal in front of him and bowed deeply.

Before leaving, Huang Daozhong and Liu Hexuan handed over the sect's inherited classics and the Illusion Sun Technique to Lu Cheng.

The test was originally planned to last another hundred years, but now the great catastrophe of heaven and earth is approaching, and the sect might even be in danger of destruction if things go wrong. If there is one more Nascent Soul cultivator to inherit this book, the inheritance of Huanyun Valley will have an extra guarantee.

What's more, if Lu Cheng retreated at this time, it would be difficult to escape from the pursuit of the Yuanshen ancestors in the Northern Territory.

At this point, sixty years after arriving in the Dingzhang World, Lu Cheng actually took charge of a sixth-level sect.

The inheritance hall, the sect's treasury, the ancestral hall, all important places are open to him.

Sometimes when his mind was racing, Lu Cheng also felt that after he repaired the Golden Boat for Deliverance, he would take the sect's treasure and cross the border, and even the Yuanshen cultivators might not be able to track him down.

But sometimes I feel that if any soul cultivator is willing to pay the price, it may be possible for him to cast a cross-border curse and kill himself directly.

Of course, these are just thoughts, and Lu Cheng has no intention of escaping this world with the sect's treasure. For high-level cultivators, the spirit stones themselves are not of great significance. Sixth- and seventh-level classics, spiritual objects, and huge forces are what high-level cultivators need.

There are tens of thousands of monks in a sect, and each of them may have his or her opportunity. A good sect system will allow the monks who get the opportunity to hand over their opportunities to the sect after careful consideration, in exchange for the sect to exchange resources with them, so that both parties benefit.

For example, a Qigong cultivator accidentally picked up a fifth-level spiritual medicine. He has no use for this precious medicine, and if he uses it reluctantly, its efficacy will be reduced to one-hundredth. So one of his options is to hand it over to the sect in exchange for a reward from the sect: 10,000 spiritual stones. For the sect, the value of a fifth-level spiritual medicine is far higher than 10,000 spiritual stones.

For example, if a foundation-building cultivator accidentally discovers a sixth-level spiritual ore in the market, if the sect is unfair, he will hide the spiritual ore as a family heirloom, but if the sect is relatively fair, perhaps he will hand over the spiritual ore to the sect in exchange for the sect's rewards: either skills, elixirs, magic tools, spiritual veins, or the opportunity to become a Nascent Soul True Lord.

This is the significance of the sect to the high-level cultivators. Opportunities are low-probability events, but when there are enough cultivators in a sect, the high-level cultivators can gather most of the opportunities of the entire sect. Therefore, under normal circumstances, sect cultivators are stronger than independent cultivators.

Even if one has reached a high level of cultivation, the monks in the sect are only afraid of the fierce nature of the independent cultivator.

With the support of the resources of Huanyun Valley, Lu Cheng can refine more third- and fourth-order puppets to assist in repairing the Du'e Golden Boat, greatly improving the repair progress of this treasure ship.

Over the years, the cultivators of the Tie family have become more and more arrogant. Lu Cheng ignored it at first, but later he suddenly sent people to the Tie family and killed several of the most domineering ones, in order to put an end to the arrogance of the Tie family.

On that occasion, among the people who were killed there was Tie Xiao's cousin. Tie Yu Shuang was helpless with the requests of his relatives, so he went to his eldest brother to ask for mercy. However, Tie Yu Shuang could not even enter the cave on Ji Lei Peak, and those people were still killed.

From then on, the Tie family became much more obedient.

From Lu Cheng's perspective, he had guided Tie Yushuang in building the underground foundation and helped the Tie family become a family of immortal cultivators that could be passed down for hundreds of years. He had already settled the cause and effect with Tie Xiao. This final killing was actually the last bit of kindness.

Jiuli world, the realm of death of tree demons.

The sky was dark, covered with dark clouds, and the wind was howling. The dim light between heaven and earth and the gloomy deathly air intertwined, forming a suffocating feeling of oppression.

A Taoist priest wearing a robe stood in the wilderness, holding a magic weapon in the shape of a long banner in his hand.

"Thousands of souls, millions of obstacles, the gate of hell, open..."

Lu Cheng closed his eyes and muttered something. As he chanted the spell, the fire on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner became more and more intense, almost forming a whirlpool, as if it would swallow up the entire world.

Not far away, as the branches of the shady tree swayed, eerie laughter and crying sounds intertwined into a strange echo.

Countless souls are entangled on countless tiny branches, and the branches are hung with pale faces, men, women, old and young, children and babies, and each face has a look of pain and despair.

The ghost baby tree demon has been cultivating in the depths of the earth for thousands of years. No one knows how many souls have been bound by it, mixed with the yin energy, to form its magic power.

At this moment, it tried its best to resist the Taoist's peeling off. Strong waves of dark and deadly energy gushed out from all parts of its body, and met the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in Lu Cheng's hand, erupting with the piercing roar of Ten Thousand Souls.

Lu Cheng has been practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years. He has some knowledge of spells and alchemy, and has some attainments in formations, weapon refining, and puppetry. However, with his level of weapon refining, it is impossible for him to refine a sixth-tier magic weapon, not even if he practices for another two hundred years.

However, there are some differences between the magic weapons of the evil ways and those of the righteous ways. Some of the magic weapons of the evil ways can be obtained by taking shortcuts without much hard work.

Many evil sects and demonic monks are willing to do it, no matter how many people they kill, as long as their magic weapons are powerful and their magic powers are great.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is one of the classics. As long as the material can bear the weight, the more people it kills, the more powerful it becomes.

Lu Cheng is at least close to the level of a fifth-rank weapon refiner. He can refine a fifth-rank, mid-grade flying sword magic weapon like the Five Elements Flying Sword for himself, which shows that he has a solid foundation in the art of righteous weapon refining.

By chance, he obtained several Ten Thousand Souls Banners of excellent materials, and after refining them together, they became the sixth-level Ten Thousand Souls Banner in Lu Cheng's hand.

Under the attraction of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the dark deathly energy turned into black streams of light, which were slowly drawn out and merged into the banner.

The ghost baby tree demon also felt a strong threat, and the expressions on the faces between the branches became more distorted and painful, but it could not escape and could only struggle weakly.

As time went by, Lu Cheng's magic power and spells were continuously injected, and the light on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner became brighter and brighter. Lu Cheng felt a faint vibration coming from the magic weapon flying in the void, and knew that this was because the magic banner had absorbed enough of the dark death energy.

If I go back and refine it again and strengthen it, one day it will be promoted to a mid-grade magic weapon.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is extremely compatible with the Ghost Infant Technique. When man and treasure are combined, even if their spiritual consciousness and magical power are a little weaker, they will not be afraid of ordinary Nascent Soul True Lords.

Just as Lu Cheng was about to fly away, he suddenly heard a weak whisper:

"Please stay, my lord. I have something to say."

The Taoist turned around and looked down at the ghost baby tree demon. In this world, there was only him and the tree demon.

On the Yinmu tree where the ghost baby tree demon was, wisps of white mist spread out and condensed into a hunchbacked old woman with a cane.

The old woman had a wrinkled face, full of wrinkles, and was extremely kind, which was exactly the image Lu Cheng had seen on the tree demon before.

"How dare you show up in front of me? Aren't you afraid that I will capture you and make you the main soul of my Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

Lu Cheng smiled but revealed a chill. He had practiced too much magic in recent years, and his mind was more likely to turn narrow-minded and sharp. He just controlled himself and was aware of it. He used Samadhi True Fire to refine his body every day, and the "Tai Shang Miao Jing" to save souls and accumulate merits of the outside world, while also cultivating his own nature.

“Although the True Lord practices magic, he also has self-control and self-discipline, and has laid a solid foundation in Taoism. Before, my mind was obscured by the dark and dark death energy, and I was extremely cruel. Now that the True Lord has taken away most of the dark and dark death energy, I have gradually become clear-headed.

According to the theory, my meridians are righteous, which should absorb the Yin Qi of the earth veins, slowly grow, and return to the pure Yang, so as to achieve the righteous result. However, absorbing a soul will increase a magic power. When I was underground, I was not without enemies and natural enemies. How could I endure it? Speaking of it, it was the True Lord who saved me and allowed me to return to the right path. "

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng remained silent.

In spiritual practice, it is natural to absorb mixed energies, and almost no one can completely avoid it.

He should have absorbed the purple energy of the sun, but ended up absorbing the energy of the morning glow. He should have absorbed the energy of the earth, but ended up absorbing a mixed portion of copper and iron energy. As a result, his magic power was even strengthened and he was secretly delighted for a while.

Even if one has a thorough understanding of Taoism, there will always be times when one's mind wanders and one makes mistakes. One may not see anything for a day or two, but the impurity of magic power and even inexplicable bottlenecks in cultivation and even going astray are all caused by this.

The Golden Elixir Path is about purity and freedom of movement. If there are too many impurities in the mana, the elixir will often be destroyed and the person will die at the most critical moment of the elixir formation. However, once it is passed, the mana will be greatly purified.

There are even cultivators who practice the wrong techniques and use mixed energy to achieve enlightenment, refine elixirs, and achieve the Nascent Soul stage. This is like walking through a dangerous path.

"If you want to absorb the Ten Thousand Souls again in the future, I will fully cooperate. Then I will also recreate the vitality of nature in this desolate area to atone for the sin of imprisoning the Ten Thousand Souls. However, I still have one thing to ask of you." "What is it?"

At this moment, Lu Cheng was still alert in his heart and held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner tightly in his hand.

"My two children have been nurtured for thousands of years and their spirits have already grown. I dare not ask the Immortal to preserve their bodies, but I ask the Immortal to send these two poor children of mine into the reincarnation cycle so that they can be reborn as humans."

When the ghost baby tree demon said this, a chubby, dark white ghost baby appeared behind her. At this moment, the ghost baby looked at Lu Cheng with fear and hugged the tree demon tightly.

If these two ghost baby fruits can be cultivated to the point where yin reaches its extreme and yang is born, and they can be brought back from death to life, they will surely be the spiritual fetuses of heaven and earth. I wonder what kind of great fortune they will have.

Unfortunately, ever since the Ghost Infant Tree Demon imprisoned a large number of souls in order to increase its magic power, its destiny and merits had already been damaged. In fact, it was no longer possible for the two of them to cultivate to that level.

Originally, the ghost baby tree demon didn't care. She even planned to devour the two ghost babies when they cultivated a ray of pure yang energy to replenish her own body and magic power.

Now that his mind was gradually becoming clearer, he thought of entrusting the Taoist in front of him to use his immense magical powers to send them to reincarnation. Even if they could not become spirits of heaven and earth, being reborn as human beings was also a blessing.

When Lu Cheng heard the ghost baby tree demon say: "My two children have become true spirits," his eyes suddenly flickered, as if he thought of something, but was suppressed by it.

"I will not let you work so hard in vain. It is said that my tree heart is very beneficial to the practice of those who practice Taoism. I would like to give it to you as a token of my gratitude."

As the old woman in white spoke, she walked to the main body of the tree, reached into the trunk, and plucked a piece of wood.

After doing this, the figure of the old woman in white instantly became much more blurred, almost completely transparent. Then, with some difficulty, she used her magic power to lift the tree heart into Lu Cheng's palm.

The Soul-Nourishing Wood is one of the rare treasures of heaven and earth. Wearing it on the body can nourish the soul and spirit of a cultivator, making his consciousness gradually grow stronger. It has infinite uses in healing the soul and healing injuries. It can also house the soul and keep its sanity for a long time.

"Okay, I promise you. I won't take this ghost baby away now. If there is a chance in the future, I will come back here to take him away and help him reincarnate into a human being."

He took the soul-nourishing wood in his hand, and only at this moment did he believe everything the other party said.

The most important thing is that the other party can't do anything inside the Jiuli Cauldron.

After saying that, Lu Cheng turned around and took a step forward. In an instant, he had left that world.

The white-clothed tree demon, on the other hand, has merged her soul and body, and is expanding her trunk with a rumbling sound, absorbing magma from the earth, solidifying and nourishing this dead world. This is also her practice.

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The changes of the ghost baby tree demon and the white-clothed tree demon also made Lu Cheng secretly alert in his heart, wondering if he had made any mistakes in his practice. Therefore, he became more diligent in studying the classics of the Tao and practicing the Samadhi True Fire.

Several years later, in Huanyun Valley, Jilei Peak Cave.

Lin Qinghan checked the accounts reported by various departments in his head and made comments.

This female fairy had just formed her elixir not long ago, and she lacked spells, magic weapons, and all the other skills of cultivating immortals, and she happened to encounter this great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Taking her to the front would be like sending her to her death.

Therefore, the two True Lords, Huang Dao Zhong and Liu He Xuan, did not include her among the Jindan and Zifu cultivators they took away this time, giving her a ten-year buffer to make some preparations.

Lin Qinghan thought about it and felt that ten years would not be enough to practice any of the hundreds of immortal arts, and it would be difficult to master magic, so she chose to take on the position of managing the sect. If she did a good job, she could also get a lot of good deeds and spirit stones.

At that time, buying elixirs, magic weapons, and talismans to deal with the catastrophe will be much more useful than practicing hard in seclusion.

"For a piece of purple jade, Kong Zefeng and Zhang Shoucheng have been at loggerheads for years. Don't you care about it?"

The Purple Spirit Warm Jade is a treasure that assists cultivators in opening up the Purple Mansion. Opening up the Purple Mansion is not as dangerous as practicing the foundation-building pill. Without the foundation-building pill to protect the meridians, failure will result in death.

After years of practice, his magic power is sufficient to nourish the ancestral acupoint between his eyebrows. Even if he fails to break through, he can withstand the counterattack. It just takes many years to nourish and recover, which is extremely hindering to his path.

"How can we manage it? This kind of dispute is between you and me. Now that there is a sect war, the mining of the treasures that assist in the development of the Purple Mansion will inevitably be greatly affected. The people in these sects all know this. They are now fighting for the sect's inventory, and no one is willing to give in.

We strictly follow the sect's rules. Whoever has made the greatest contribution or has the best qualifications will be given the Purple Spirit Warm Jade. I don't need to take care of anything."

Since you receive support from the sect, you must assume some of the obligations of the sect's monks.

Lu Cheng was impatient with these tedious accounts, but he still picked out a few of the more important ones, studied them carefully, and made a judgment.

On the contrary, there is no need to worry about such major events as monks competing for promotion resources.

Preventing others from achieving enlightenment is the greatest hatred among cultivators. It can only be managed by the sect's rules. Even if the Nascent Soul Patriarch comes forward, people have to obey, but they will still have resentment in their hearts.

"Alas, Zhang Shoucheng's aptitude and understanding are much better than Kong Zefeng's. He is just younger than Kong Zefeng, and his good deeds are not enough. Now that the sect is facing the calamity of heaven and earth, why not persuade Kong Zefeng to give in? Compensate him in other ways?"

"According to the sect's established rules, he is young today, but he will be old tomorrow. When he is fighting for Dan-forming resources in the future, if a sect disciple with better qualifications than him appears, will he also have to give in? Establishing a leader to maintain stability, and establishing a virtuous person to cause chaos. Randomly changing the sect's rules will damage the prestige that the sect has accumulated over the years and cause the disciples below to become disloyal."

Lu Cheng and Lin Qinghan were chatting in the attic inside the cave when they saw a Purple Mansion cultivator from Huanyun Valley hurriedly coming to Lu Cheng's cave.

Seeing his frightened and worried expression, Lu Cheng immediately asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

The Purple Mansion monk cried and fell to his knees upon hearing this:
"Master, some demons destroyed the river bank, causing floods. Hundreds of thousands of people were killed or injured in Jingling County, Master!"

Snapped.

The teacup shattered. Lu Cheng had studied Taoism for the past few years, and had exercised self-control. He even tried his best to suppress his cold face and bad words. But at this moment, he felt a surge of anger rushing up to his head, causing the Taoist's originally jade-like face to turn red.

“Hahahaha, I have no prestige, so a demon cultivator rode on my neck and shit. Hundreds of thousands of people in Jingling County died because of me!”

With a sharp roar, Lin Qinghan and Yue Zhonghe who had just broken in saw a flash of sword light, and when they looked again, Patriarch Tiexiao had disappeared without a trace.

"How dare you, you bastard!"

Lin Qinghan raised his hand and slapped Yue Zhonghe, causing him to fall to the ground.

"If the Grandmaster has an accident because of this, you will be the sinner of the sect! Why don't you quickly sound the alarm and organize manpower?"

"Ah, yes, yes."

At this moment Yue Zhonghe finally understood the seriousness of the matter, because he was a cultivator from Jingling County, and even his relatives were among the dead this time, so he was confused for a moment, but he forgot that there was a complete difference between having a Nascent Soul Patriarch in charge of Huanyun Valley and not having a Nascent Soul Patriarch in charge.

If Master Tie fell into the evil cultivator's scheme and died today, it would be unknown whether millions or tens of millions of people would die next.

A Yuanying Zhenjun can guard several countries and tens or even hundreds of millions of people, protecting them from monsters, evil cultivators, wars, and natural disasters.

The death of a Yuanying Zhenjun may lead to the death of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people.

Yue Zhonghe went to ring the alarm bell at the sect station and gather people. Lin Qinghan originally wanted to fly away on his flying weapon, wanting to follow the founder to Jingling County, but halfway through the flight, he remembered his magical powers and immediately reacted. He turned around and flew back, knowing that he might not be able to help if he went there at this time, and would instead cause trouble.

At this moment, in the sword rainbow, Lu Cheng still felt a surge of anger rushing straight to his head. At first, he really flew the sword here purely out of anger.

But after flying here, his mind regained some clarity, and he knew that this could be a way for the evil cultivator to secretly harm him.

For a demon cultivator with profound Taoism, the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator is more valuable than the souls of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people.

But Lu Cheng still pointed his sword directly at Jingling. He had practiced Taoism for more than two hundred years, but his mind had not changed. At worst, he would give up this Nascent Soul puppet, but he would still make the other party pay a painful enough price.

"In my life of practicing Taoism, in addition to the wonderful opportunities I encountered, what I relied on the most was the courage in my heart. Caution, stability, and wisdom are the virtues of a Taoist, but courage and sincerity are also virtues. Whoever kills my people, I will kill them back."

When we flew close to Jingling County, we could already see the tragic scene of the flood below, with houses collapsed and people struggling in the water.

But Lu Cheng did not go down to rescue people. Instead, he summoned a sixth-level puppet to control the Xuanyin Sword Rainbow and continued to go to Jingling. He himself merged with the sword light of the Five Elements Flying Sword and disappeared into the void in a flash. The Five Elements Great Escape combined with the Tianyi True Art merged into nature and became invisible.

The sixth-order puppet is the combat power of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and Lu Cheng himself also has the killing power of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. At this moment, the more angry he is, the colder and calmer his mind becomes. Because emotions cannot kill the enemy, only swords can.

Of course, in Lucheng, fists or fire will also work.

　The core argument of this book is courage and accumulation, but unfortunately I didn’t write it well.

　
(End of this chapter)