Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 273: Seizing the Treasure, the Defeat of the Northern Territory (Please collect and subscribe!)

Lu Cheng's exquisite grasp of opportunities in battle and his ruthless and accurate fighting methods are the result of a mixture of innate talent and acquired experience.

He used two transformations of the Great Five Elements True Spirit Transformation method successively, severely injuring the Nascent Soul cultivator Wei Qing.

It’s not that the Ancient Fire Dragon Transformation was unable to defeat the Resentful Water White Lion, but that Lu Cheng intentionally retained some strength to minimize his own relative damage.

Wei Qing, however, didn't know the key, and tried his best to support the changes, thinking that he could wait for help to change the situation.

But in fact, the Taoist Lu Cheng in the air pointed his hand.

Below the feet of the White Lion of Resentful Water, the ground was shaking and mud and rocks were rolling, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and finally a large forest suddenly broke out of the ground.

Wood suppresses water, especially after the white-clothed tree demon's resentment was reduced, it recovered its true nature and gained some purification abilities.

On the contrary, it is most effective against resentful water, which has both cold and thick characteristics.

Wei Qing was already at the end of his strength, and Lu Cheng kept this level of his spiritual transformation specifically for the white-clothed tree demon to restrain.

The roots and vines instantly pierced into the body of the White Lion of Resentful Water like blades, sealing its magic power and suppressing its struggle.

Wei Qing and the White Lion of Resentful Water's spiritual nature were trying their best to resist, but the vines and roots in all directions seemed endless.

Soon, Wei Qing realized that if he continued like this, he would also die here.

The great fear made him make a quick decision: to escape.

boom.

The body of the White Lion of Resentful Water suddenly flashed with light behind it, and a Taoist priest in black with a pale face flew out.

However, during this process, the yellow oil umbrella in Wei Qing's hand suddenly flew out due to inspiration.

He used his magic power to absorb it back, but soon found that his magic power could not compare to Lu Cheng's Heaven-stealing Technique and his body movement speed.

First he used the mixed hole to absorb it, and then Lu Cheng suddenly flew over and grabbed it. At this time, Wei Qing flew over and wanted to snatch it.

At the same time, the clusters of trees transformed by the white-clothed tree demon had torn the resentful white lion, which had lost its magical support, apart and swallowed it into the sinkhole below.

boom.

"You've lost."

Lu Cheng swung his hand and Wei Qing flew backwards at a speed faster than his coming speed, spitting blood from his mouth.

The whole process seems slow, but in fact there is not even a breath's worth of time between the beginning and the end.

Lu Cheng stood in the air holding the Seven Absolute Demon Banner. The ghost baby puppet separated from Kuang Yun and brought Jiang Ji to Lu Cheng's side.

At this moment, a fierce and feminine breath had already flown nearby.

Lu Cheng was alone, surrounded by four Yuanying Zhenjun of Xuanmo Sect. Although Lu Cheng looked calm, Jiang Ji beside him was already full of despair. He really didn't expect that a sixth-level treasure mine would lead to such a big disaster.

Four of the six Nascent Souls of the Xuanmo Sect were dispatched. Except for True Lord Xie Lan who was on the front line of the sect war, and the Xuanmo Sect's great elder, the Soul-Devouring Old Man, the Xuanmo Sect had almost sent out all its elite troops.

Originally, when fighting for the Seven Deadly Demonic Banners, Lu Cheng was planning to capture Wei Qing and escape, but for some reason he suddenly changed his mind at the last moment. He changed his claws into palms and struck Wei Qing hard, aggravating his internal injuries, but he did not capture him.

"Master Tiexiao, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your cultivation has truly surpassed that of the past."

Chi Kui was the cultivator in Xuanmo Sect who had the most interactions with Lu Cheng. At this moment, the red-haired Taoist laughed heartily and greeted him.

The competition within the Demon Sect is brutal and fierce.

In the past, True Lord Chi Kui and Lu Cheng had a fight and could barely be considered evenly matched. Now, the third brother Kuang Yun and the fifth brother Wei Qing, who relied on the Seven Absolute Magic Banner, were actually defeated by Lu Cheng alone. True Lord Chi Kui's face was extremely proud and he was very enthusiastic.

Of course, if there was a real chance, he would probably not be able to hold back and join forces to kill Lu Cheng. For example, now, with four against one, it seemed like an excellent opportunity, and Kuang Yun and Wei Qing had just suffered a loss, so there was no need to worry that they would not try their best.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, I also think that True Lord Chi Kui is even more elegant than before."

Following this laughter, the expressions of Chi Kui, Xuan Mei, Kuang Yun and Wei Qing suddenly changed.

Because immediately beside Lu Cheng, the space began to spread out obscure ripples, and then a Taoist in yellow and a monk in green walked out. They were Huang Daozhong and Liu Hexuan, a pair of fellow disciples from Huanyun Valley.

The fame of Huanyun Valley's Huanri Dafa spread throughout the Qi Kingdom's immortal cultivation circles, so none of the four True Lords of the Xuanmo Sect knew when and how the two men arrived. If they had just started fighting, and Huang Dao Zhong and Liu Hexuan had hidden in the dark and suddenly attacked, the four people of the Xuanmo Sect would probably have died or at least one or two of them would have been seriously injured.

With the appearance of these two people, the original four against one suddenly became four against three. Wei Qing from the Xuanmo Sect was seriously injured and was still vomiting blood. It was obvious that he could not be relied on.

"Alright everyone, it's just a small matter of a piece of iron essence. Now is the time when the north and south regions of the world are fighting and the world is in turmoil. We are all true cultivators of the Cangyun Mountain Range, so we should work together to fight the disaster. Only in this way can we live up to the favor of heaven and the Dharma bestowed by the ancestors."

All those present were True Lords in the Nascent Soul Realm, enjoying a lifespan of thousands of years, so it was not an exaggeration for Huang Daozhong to say that they were favored by Heaven.

As for the latter sentence, "The ancestor bestows the law," it implies that if it is just a battle of magic, it would be fine, but if people are really killed, it may bring disaster to the sect behind them.

Today's battle was secretly facilitated by Wei Qing, the newly promoted Yuanying Zhenjun of Xuanmo Sect, who wanted to make a name for himself. Otherwise, Jiang Ji would have found it difficult to escape here on his own.

But it would be fine if it was a favorable situation, for example, Wei Qing had the Seven Absolute Demon Banner in his hand, and Kuang Yun was confident that he was no less powerful than Taoist Tiexiao, so they could fight two against one.

In the current situation, they need to fight desperately. Chi Kui, Xuan Mei, and Kuang Yun, who has taken a lot of money from the Wei family, are unlikely to help them.

In the final analysis, if Wei Qing really comes to the fore, it will infringe on their interests.

Seeing that Huanyun Valley, Huang Daozhong, Liu Hexuan and Tiexiao were about to leave together.

Wei Qing forcibly suppressed the blood surging in his chest and said sternly: "Give me back the Seven Absolute Demon Banners, they are the most precious treasure of our sect!"

A top-notch sixth-grade mid-level magic weapon could indeed be considered the foundation of a Nascent Soul sect.

"Lend it to me to play with for a hundred years. After a hundred years, I will return it to the Xuanmo Sect." Lu Cheng said this without turning his head.

If it is seized by force, Chi Kui, Xuan Mei and others may have objections, but if it is just to "play with it for a hundred years and then return it to the Xuanmo Sect", Lu Cheng concludes that the Yuanying Zhenjun of the Xuanmo Sect will not turn against each other for this matter.

After calculating this, Lu Cheng, Huang and Liu fled back.

Wei Qing, who relied heavily on this magic weapon, looked around, but saw that no one was looking back at him. He could no longer suppress the blood in his chest and vomited it out violently, aggravating his injuries.

"It's a bit strange. Although the ten-year period has ended, Huang Daozhong and Liu Hexuan came back too quickly!"

The female cultivator Xuan Mei was more thoughtful and said with a slightly puzzled frown.

"...Now that you mention it, I felt that way before. It can't be!"

Chi Kui suddenly turned his head and looked into Xuan Mei's eyes. They both thought of a possibility at the same time.

"It shouldn't be possible. To reach that level of illusion, one must at least practice the Illusion Sun Technique to the second level. Although the spiritual energy of Huang Daozhong and Liu Hexuan was a little restrained just now, that is also the normal state before a fight."

At the same time, Jiang Ji, who was following Lu Cheng and flying towards Huanyun Valley on the clouds, watched as Huang Zhenjun and Liu Zhenjun turned into two rough-looking puppets. Lu Cheng's method of making puppets has always been like this, as long as they can be used. As for the appearance, he has never paid much attention to it.

"When the false is made to appear true, the true becomes false; when the true is made to appear false, the false becomes true. Boy, this is the core essence of my Huanyun Valley's illusion technique. When you practice to a higher level, even cultivators with much higher cultivation than you may be deceived if you don't check. You can use their power, but don't get addicted..."

With his own strength, he fought against two people and finally frightened off the four Nascent Soul Demon Lords of the Xuanmo Sect. When Jiang Ji reacted, he was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

After arriving at Jilei Peak, Lu Cheng accepted the Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron Elite that Jiang Ji knelt down to offer to him. When he asked him what he wanted, Jiang Ji knelt on the ground and wanted to worship Lu Cheng as his master.

However, after thinking for a moment, Lu Cheng offered him a lucrative position in the sect, but rejected his request to become his disciple.

"Your foundation in Taoism is too weak. Your body is weak and has been drained of alcohol and sex. You will never achieve anything in your life practicing my Taoism. It is better for you to take a powerful position in the sect and live your life in dignity. If anyone embarrasses you, you can come to me in the future. As long as you are right, I will never let you suffer any injustice."

Although Jiang Ji was a little reluctant to receive such a promise, he also knew that he had been unrestrained in the Xuanmo Sect when he was young, and he was not very diligent in practicing martial arts. With such a foundation, he could still practice in the Xuanmo Sect, and in a Taoist sect like Huanyun Valley, but it was impossible for him to become a disciple of Yuanying Zhenjun.

"Thank you, Grandmaster. Jiang Ji will be your disciple for generations to come. May you enjoy eternal blessings and achieve great success."

After Jiang Ji kowtowed several times to Lu Cheng respectfully, he accepted the imperial edict and retreated to begin his life and practice in the Huanyun Valley.

He still had to continue to practice. The master refused to accept him because he thought his future path was not far enough, but that didn't mean Jiang Ji couldn't break through to the next realm and prolong his life. ...

Half a year later, Huang Dao Zhong and Liu He Xuan returned to the mountain gate.

During the ten years of war, although some cultivators from Huanyun Valley died on the front lines, they were all Jindan Zhenren and Zifu cultivators. In the true sense, they did not suffer any serious injuries, but instead gained quite a bit.

During this ten-year war period, Kong Yourong, a Nascent Soul demon cultivator who was hiding very deeply, was eradicated from within the Huanyun Valley sect. Although there were some turbulence and some loss of resources, it was generally beneficial to the development of the sect.

At least at the beginning of this catastrophe, the entire sect survived very well.

Qilin Peak, the main peak of Huanyun Valley's spiritual vein.

The monk's cave is quiet and deep, with talismans engraved on the stone walls and a faint spiritual light shining through.

Beside the copper censer where incense was burning, on the cushion, the old Taoist priest in his long robe fluttered as he reviewed the world of immortal cultivation in southern Tian, ​​the most powerful sects and cultivators in recent years, and reminded his fellow apprentice to be more careful.

After Huang Daozhong and Liu Hexuan retreated from the front, the monks of our sect had a five-year rest period, and then Lu Cheng would go to the front line to take up his responsibilities.

The middle-aged Taoist priest Liu Hexuan was dressed in green, stroking a seemingly ordinary bamboo fan in his hand. He would add a few words from time to time, talking about his experiences in the Tiannan immortal cultivation world.

"Tiannan monk, your five-element magic is extremely powerful, your magic weapon is also exquisite and powerful, and your research on physical cultivation seems to have gained something else."

"Brother, if you keep saying that, it seems that our Northern Territory has been completely surpassed by the Tiannan Cultivation Realm, but the problem is that we are the attacking party now."

Liu Hexuan frowned slightly and said this.

"If there is something wrong, correct it. If there is nothing wrong, try to improve. Moreover, we are the attacker now. It is more because of the exquisite strategic arrangement. It does not mean that the cultivation level of our Northern Territory cultivators is really higher than that of the Southern Territory."

Because Lu Cheng, who was transformed into Taoist Tie Xiao, killed the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator Kong Yourong and intimidated the four Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators of Xuanmo Sect, he really went through dangers and risked his life for the Taoist lineage of Huanyun Valley. Therefore, Huang Daozhong and Liu Hexuan couldn't help but feel closer to him and really shared his experience with him. Lu Cheng, who was listening to this, also felt that he had gained a lot.

Half an hour later, due to an argument, Senior Brother Liu left in anger, leaving Huang Dao Zhong, who was still calm, to continue teaching Lu Cheng the key to saving his life.

But when he was talking halfway, the old Taoist suddenly said this:
"Junior Brother Tie is a man of extraordinary talent, his talent is ten times better than mine, I shouldn't have said anything too much, but... recently when Junior Brother Tie was practicing his skills, did you feel a dull pain in the Chengguang and Zanzhu acupoints? Did you feel a sense of oppression in the Meichong and Qucha acupoints?"

"..."

"Nine spirits scattered in form, purple smoke and thick life, containing the essence and guarding the spirit, Taiyi Yuanfu, Emperor Jun was born, Qishuang was exempted from the register, Siming recorded the life, the soul was at peace, the five flowers nurtured the light, thousands of chariots and horses, together with me, first created Taisu, and bowed to Shangqing in the north..."

At this moment, Huang Daozhong was reciting a passage from the Taoist Scripture of the Huanri Dafa. He had been practicing this technique for a lifetime, so of course he was very familiar with it and could recite it fluently.

"Brother, what went wrong with my practice?"

Lu Cheng frowned slightly, but he did not shrink back in fear even though he encountered something.

Huang Daozhong, who was watching secretly, couldn't help but nod in approval.

“Junior brother, there is nothing wrong with your understanding of the technique. I can see where your problem lies because the founder of our sect also encountered the same problem.

I am the founder of Huanyun Valley. I was born with a spiritual consciousness stronger than others. Therefore, I mastered the first level of Huanri Dafa in the late Jindan realm!
The spiritual consciousness has been improved, and the magic power has increased. However, because of this, Chengguang, Zanzhu, Meichong, Qucha and even the ancestral acupoint at the center of the eyebrows have been oppressed to a certain extent, and I have suffered for a period of time. I have a few prescriptions here, all left by the ancestors. I will give them to you, and you can avoid this difficulty."

At this moment, Lu Cheng finally understood why Senior Brother Huang had deliberately angered Senior Brother Liu and left, because this conversation had exposed his true colors.

"Brother, actually my real name is..."

"Alas, the name is just a code name. As long as Junior Brother Tie is still my junior brother and is still willing to support the Daoism of Huanyun Valley with us, what does it matter what the real name is?"

Huang Daozhong saw that Lu Cheng was at the Golden Core realm, practicing the first level of the Illusion Sun Technique, and had made great progress in his cultivation. Therefore, he was even more amazed at the background of his iron junior brother.

But he didn't ask too many questions. Having cultivated to his age and level, he could completely suppress his curiosity. He didn't ask questions that he shouldn't ask, and he would never know what he shouldn't know in his entire life.

After several hours, Lu Cheng returned to his own cave.

Check the two prescriptions in your hand.

After practicing to his level, the soul can be placed on the golden elixir, so Lu Cheng can even use the Samadhi True Fire to refine the acupoints in the brain and rebuild them, but he is still grateful for Brother Huang's kindness, because refining the old body and rebuilding the vitality will consume a lot of energy. If he is forced to do so in the last resort, it will inevitably delay his own practice for many years.

"This set of prescriptions is to suppress pain and dredge the blood with external medicine. It seems that this ancestor of Huanyun Valley is also a great expert in spiritual medicine or alchemy. If I am to resolve the backlash, I must start with the practice method."

If it weren't for the fact that practicing in all aspects requires a huge investment of time and energy, Lu Cheng would really be interested in creating a set of internal training methods to resolve the danger of backlash of spiritual consciousness. If he could really create it, it would also be of great benefit to his practice and understanding of the Illusion Sun Method.

Unfortunately, Lu Cheng now has too many skills to comprehend and practice, and he will not have the leisure time in a short period of time.

Time flies, spring goes and winter comes, and in the blink of an eye more than four years have passed.

Many major events happened during these four years, and the one with the most far-reaching impact was that not long after Huang Dao Zhong and Liu He Xuan returned with the sect's monks, the Northern Territory's immortal cultivation world on the front line suffered a tragic defeat.

In just this one battle, tens of thousands of monks in the Northern Territory were killed or wounded.

Even True Lord Xie Lan of the Xuanmo Sect, who was at the front line, had his body damaged, and only his Nascent Soul performed a life-saving escape technique to forcefully escape.

Although the body has been recast with the essence of the five elements, its vitality has been greatly damaged, its magic power has declined, and the body recast in this way is almost incapable of cultivating magic power.

There are many fights in the world of immortal cultivation, and Nascent Soul cultivators have long lifespans, so although it is rare, there are times when the physical body is damaged by hostile cultivators. At this time, the physical body can be rebuilt with the essence of the five elements, but the immortal cultivators' research on the physical body is still not deep enough, and it can ultimately not compare to the innate physical body. Therefore, such Dharmakaya Nascent Soul cultivators are basically cut off from the path of cultivation, and can only hope to rebuild in the next life.

In addition, the Nascent Soul of a cultivator can also hide in a high-level magical weapon or even a sixth-order puppet. However, although the sixth-order puppet is powerful, its changes during a fight are not enough and it is easy to be targeted and restrained. In fact, it is not as useful as forging a acquired Dharma body.

As for hiding in a high-level magic weapon, most Nascent Soul cultivators would rather die than do so, because this is almost like transforming into the spirit of the magic weapon, and they will not be able to be freed for thousands of years, and may even one day their souls will be destroyed. It is really not a good choice.

In addition to Xie Lan Zhenjun of Xuanmo Sect, there was also a Yuanying Zhenjun who was seriously injured and one who died completely in Haoran Academy in Cangyun Mountains.

Huanyun Valley did nothing, but the three forces in Cangyun Mountains had already grown and weakened, and were very different.

Many times, you don't need to do too much, the opponent will naturally make various mistakes. It was also because the Northern Territory cultivators' previous attack was too smooth, so there were very few sects like Huanyun Valley that quickly withdrew when the time was up.

This was the case with the Yuanying Zhenjun of Xuanmo Sect and Haoran Academy, which resulted in the great defeat of the cultivators from the Northern Territory.

Now, the offensive and defensive situation has changed, and it has become that the cultivators in the Northern Region are setting up formations and defending at various spiritual veins, waiting for the cultivators in the Southern Region to attack.

"I really don't know how much blood will be shed and how many people will die before this catastrophe ends. I don't know how those high and mighty Yuanshen ancestors can ever be satisfied."

Lin Qinghan controlled the sword light and flew away like a rainbow, completely ignoring the chirping of insects and birds and the beautiful scenery around him.

After arriving at Jilei Peak, the door to the cave was opened, and a voice came from the depths of the cave: "Qinghan, I have suddenly realized something, and I have to postpone my meditation for three hours. You can practice in my cave or look at my collection of books."

The person who spoke was Taoist Lu Cheng, Lin Qinghan's nominal husband.

"I obey."

Lin Qinghan himself is also a cultivator, so he understands this situation very well. At the same time, he secretly sighs in his heart at how hard this person works.

Three hours later, the young Taoist came out of retreat. At this time, Lin Qinghan was silently reading Taoist books in the hall.

"Is it White Ape Master's Theory of the Equality of All Things? It's a bit too early for you to read this now. Although White Ape Master's magical power level is not high, his attainments in Taoism are extraordinary."

Lu Cheng only needed to hear the slight sound of Lin Qinghan reading silently to tell what the Taoist book was. Upon hearing this, the nun quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Okay, Qinghan, we have known each other for so many years, you should know that I am not the type of person who sticks to these things. This time I asked you to come here mainly to leave something for you. We have a deep connection." As he said that, Lu Cheng waved his sleeves, and two bulky puppets appeared in the hall.

It is not easy for Lu Cheng to refine a fifth-level puppet. If these annual Erjin boats have not been almost repaired and no longer need so many puppets, Lu Cheng would be reluctant to give them to outsiders.

With these two fifth-level puppets, Lin Qinghan's net worth directly surpassed that of many Jindan Zhenren cultivators who had practiced for many years, so his fight with Lu Cheng was not in vain.

"Husband, are you heading to Nanli Sea?"

"Yes, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, it is also the duty of the sect's cultivators to comprehend this war, but you are my concubine, and you have been spared this catastrophe, but don't take it lightly by not going to the front line, or you will die in the aftermath of the catastrophe."

There have been examples like this in the past, where the concubines of high-ranking cultivators were exempted from participating in sect wars, but died at the hands of a robbery cultivator in the rear. It was truly fate that could not be changed.

"My husband's kindness is as high as the sky and as deep as the sea. I will obey your orders without hesitation." The nun knelt down with tears in her eyelashes and a sincere look on her face.

(End of this chapter)