Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 34: Robbery and murder? Respond to the robbery!
Between the thousands of mountains, silver-white clouds are flying like rapids.

The vegetation is lush and green, and from time to time you can see beautiful mist all over the mountain. However, if a bird passes by, if it is even slightly touched by the mist, it will often fall off the mountain.

A dark black centipede that was nearly thirty feet in size was flying away at a rapid speed, flapping its almost invisible hidden wings behind it.

On the back of the dark black centipede stood a young Taoist priest. He stood there leisurely, watching the thousands of mountains and vast lands passing by in front of him, admiring the rare scenery.

With a flash of black light, Tang Shi appeared beside Lu Cheng.

This is the core technique of the Gu God Cult and the Taoist tradition of the Yinshan Patriarch. Although its nature is narrow and sharp, it is dark and profound in its transition. The combination of human and Gu is extremely powerful.

"Thanks to the demon pill given by my dear brother, my Thousand-winged Flying Centipede can grow so fast."

"Brother Tang, there is no need to mention this matter all the time."

"Hahahaha, good, brother, you're happy."

Lu Cheng comes from a prominent family, and Tang Shi thinks highly of him, so even though Tang Shi also comes from a large magic sect, he still intends to establish a relationship with Lu Cheng so that he can provide assistance in the future.

Tang Shi practiced hard and built a foundation. Although he was valued by the Yinshan Patriarch and was accepted as a disciple, he had no status among his "fellow disciples" and was quite excluded.

In addition to the style of doing things within the Gu God Cult, Tang Shi would be extremely alert if any of his fellow disciples really got close to him without any ulterior motive.

Therefore, this time, with the help of the ancestor's decree, Tang Shi got acquainted with the three righteous monks from Chixin Temple. If there was no great benefit, Tang Shi also planned to make close friends with the three of them, in case he reached a high level in the future and faced a heavenly calamity, he would not be able to find anyone who was willing to protect him.

It's not entirely impossible for cultivators from the Taoist and Demonic schools to be friends.

"In the Tang Dynasty, there are eight great immortal sects and four demon sects. In the east, there is the Dongyang Orthodox Sect, in the west, there is the Myriad Beasts Incarnation Palace, and in the north, there is the Beichen Sword Sect. Before Master established the Daoist tradition, the largest cultivation force in the southern border was the Burning Wood Mountain, but there were also scattered cultivators who gathered there, because to the east is the Southeast Forest Sea, and to the west is the Hundred Thousand Mountains. If you provoke a powerful enemy in the Central Plains that you shouldn't provoke, you only need to go to these two places, and even gods will have difficulty finding you."

"Over time, monks from other sects gathered here, and because they needed to share what they had, they built a city that never sleeps."

"I sent you there, my dear brother, and also prepared a new identity for you. If you become famous there, it will be easier for you to get the attention of the Lin family."

The Lin family was a royal family from the previous dynasty. After being driven into the Ten Thousand Mountains by the rise of the Li Tang Dynasty, the Ranmu Mountain lineage they developed is also quite powerful. It has even existed longer than the Gu Shen Cult. Even if they cannot hold power in the City That Never Sleeps, they must have their own power.

It takes more than a day to travel from Ishihara County to Lingnan City That Never Sleeps.

Even if Tang Shi controlled a Thousand-Winged Flying Centipede at the Foundation Establishment stage, it would still take several days to fly.

During the past few days, the two of them traveled during the day and discussed their Taoist experiences at night, studied and commented on current affairs, trying to gain benefits from them, and they were not lonely in their practice.

"Lin Lie, a member of the same clan as the Lin family of Ranmu Mountain, three generations away. When he was young, he fought with a fellow clan member over a spiritual object. After killing someone, he fled into the mountains to avoid disaster..."

This is the identity that Tang Shi prepared for Lu Cheng.

Ranmu Mountain has been entrenched in this place for many years, and has produced hundreds of thousands of descendants. This Lin Lie does exist, but this happened more than ten years ago, and the real Lin Lie has died at the hands of a disciple of the Gu Shen Cult.

That Gu Shen Cult disciple happened to be Tang Shi's confidant, and not many people knew about this. Even the Lin family found it difficult to confirm Lin Lie's identity.

Therefore, it is very reasonable that this person had a special encounter in the Ten Thousand Mountains and encountered a casual cultivator in his cave and obtained his inheritance.

This kind of thing, although not too common, is not uncommon in this land where a large number of independent cultivators gather. A few of them occur every ten or twenty years.

However, these cultivators will not gain the favor of Ranmu Mountain, let alone inherit the core skills.

Tang Shi only provided himself with a suitable identity, and the help was limited to this.

After writing down the information related to Lin Lie's identity, Lu Cheng ignited the magic fire in his hand to burn all the information, and then began to practice with his eyes closed.

This is a wild forest.

Bonfire, two monks practicing Taoism.

Gradually, as time passed, there was only one cultivator left in front of the burning bonfire, who was concentrating on practicing Qi.

After several hours, today's practice of regulating Qi and refining the Three Treasures has come to an end.

The young Taoist was sitting on a cushion with a bamboo book box beside him.

"With the Chiji Heart Method as the main method and the Jian Yuan Lu as the auxiliary method, these two methods should be gradually integrated into one in the later stage of practice, so as to obtain a sharp sword energy that is focused on myself and the sword. If I disperse all my magic power at this moment, with my swordsmanship and current state of mind, I will definitely be able to build the foundation of the Earth Sword in twenty years, and I will even have a good chance of building the foundation of the Heaven Sword."

This is not arrogance, but Lu Cheng's confidence in his own swordsmanship skills.

"But regardless of whether there have been any external disasters in the past twenty years, the Sword Origin Record focuses on purity, and my physique's 'Qi Hai' magical power is considered useless. The Sword Origin Record does not completely match my temperament and physique, and I don't think that sword cultivators are invincible. After all, the sword still depends on who holds it."

Thinking in this way, I continued to refine and clarify my future path.

Many people like to make decisions decisively on the spot, but when it comes to his own development in the next ten or even dozens of years, Lu Cheng prefers to analyze the pros and cons, weigh them repeatedly, and then make a decision without regretting it.

In the early spring, the weather is still cold, especially in the mountains, where the night wind whistles through the forests.

Five pedestrians on their way at night saw the swaying bonfire in the forest and the young Taoist priest in clean clothes sitting in front of the bonfire.

These five people included Taoists and secular people. Two Taoists in gray robes, one held a banner and the other was empty-handed. The three were dressed in secular clothes, but they all had a fierce look on their faces.

Looking at the clean young Taoist in the distance, wearing an ice silk Taoist robe, a Qingxin jade pendant around his waist, a purple grass cushion under his seat and a bamboo box beside him, the five people looked at each other in surprise.

"Brother, do you want to do this?"

A middle-aged man in tight clothes asked the unarmed Taoist priest in a gray robe who was leading the group.

"He is alone here, without even a protective array. Which rich young man is he, seeking the way of the secluded? Kill him before he dares to look down on us."

The five people were not originally full-time robbers, but if they encountered a fat sheep like today, they would be sorry if they did not take advantage of it.

They did not attack immediately, but dispersed and slowly surrounded from all directions.

Although a rich young man like this may be dull, he is not stupid. He probably has some life-saving treasures on him. Surrounding the opponent from all sides can ensure that he cannot escape to the greatest extent.

The moment the five people's gazes fell on him, Lu Cheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the mat, opened his eyes.

Because the murderous intent was so strong, people with less experience in fighting might ignore it, but someone like Lu Cheng would be sensed once such a gaze fell on him, and a skilled robbery cultivator must have experience and methods to conceal his own murderous intent.

"Surrounding me... five."

"kill!"

"die!"

Along with the sudden shouts from both sides, two sword lights came stabbing from the left and right. If someone was frightened by the shock, he would be pierced through in the next moment.

At the same time, a magical beast tooth wrapped in dark yellow light came flying towards the ground.

A ghost flag fluttered in the wind in the night, and misty ghosts emerged from it and rushed towards Lu Cheng from all directions, escaping at an extremely fast and stealthy speed, trying to absorb its fiery vitality and make up for its own coldness.

The ground was shaking slightly, and the earth and rocks behind and to the left were rolling slightly.

Clang.

A red sword light suddenly flew up from the side of the Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged and seemed unaware of anything. The bamboo box was opened, revealing the scabbard and vermilion statue inside.

The ghost released by the ghost flag will be the first to arrive and the first to die.

The red sword light circled around the Taoist's body, and all the attacking ghosts from all directions were scattered like boiling soup poured on snow.

The Taoist who was secretly controlling the ghost flag was still sneering to himself: How could ordinary sword light kill these ghosts in a short time?
if only……

Before the Taoist priest could think of what to do, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and could not help but spit out blood.

All the ghosts died, and the magic power struck back.

"How could this happen, a sword?"

As the sword intent took shape, the flying sword contained the sword master's murderous intent, which could kill ordinary evil spirits and ghosts with invincibility.

Therefore, with just one sword, the ghost flag that was originally fluttering in the wind fell down. The Taoist priest who cast the spell to control it lost the ghosts he had fed with his blood and sweat, and his magic power was reversed, and he fainted on the spot.

Chisong's flying sword circled around his body, and then suddenly the man and the sword merged together. The red sword light wrapped around Lu Cheng's figure and sent him flying backwards, instantly causing him to fall onto a big tree behind him, and then he slashed again.

The two flying swords and the bone-tooth magic weapon followed closely and chased after him.

Standing on the tree trunk, Lu Cheng changed his spell, and the magic power of the Red Pine Flying Sword suddenly poured into the front edge of the sword. This change made the flying sword spin at high speed and slashed towards the bone tooth magic weapon in the front. Clang.

The dim yellow and scarlet red lights collided head-on.

One was a mid-grade second-grade weapon, and the other was a top-grade first-grade weapon. However, the Chisong Flying Sword was spinning at high speed at this time. Before the two magical weapons actually collided, the tip of the flying sword had already cut the lower side of the Bone Tooth magical weapon.

The dim yellow and scarlet red lights bounced away from each other.

A cultivator in the Qi training stage has not yet condensed his spiritual consciousness, and to control a magic weapon he simply wraps it with his own magic power and drives it.

Therefore, the monk who controlled the bone tooth magic weapon was spared from the pain of the sword intent slashing directly at his soul. The disadvantage was that he could not control his own magic weapon this time, and he didn't even understand why he lost the duel with the magic weapon just now.

"Although that flying sword is full of spirituality, judging from the quality of its sword light, it should only be a first-level flying sword, right?"

But the next scene made the monk even more unbelievable.

The red flying sword that was bounced away, as if by incredible coincidence, clang, clang, and hit the spine and end of the two flying swords behind it, all of which were places where the sword's power could not reach.

Just like a long sword can cut a wooden stick, but if the wooden stick hits the spine of the long sword directly, it can also break the long sword. This does not mean that the wooden stick is of higher quality than the long sword.

But although they understood the truth, the four besiegers could never have imagined that one day they would fight with a sword opponent who could use the sword like this.

Avoid the real and attack the fake, use the strong to attack the weak, after a series of attacks to disperse the magic power attached to the two flying swords, the red flying sword was like a bloodthirsty shark, circling around the two flying swords and biting them.

When it flew back to the sword owner again, the two flying swords that fell to the ground were already covered with sword marks.

Bang, bang.

When the two invulnerable earth-dun armor corpses turned from the campfire and cushions to the big tree and then broke out of the ground.

The Chisong Flying Sword had already turned around, wrapped around Lu Cheng's body and turned diagonally, finally pointing straight to a more hidden forest not far away.

There, there was a young Taoist in a gray robe, his face covered in sweat, he quickly took out a defensive talisman, and chanted the incantation to activate it.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

"Photography!"

Lu Cheng pointed into the air at the gray-robed Taoist priest.

A faint thread of magical power was extracted from the Taoist in gray robe, and it was because this magical power had not yet been circulated and the defensive talisman had not yet been activated.

Lu Cheng flew to the ground, and the sword light swept past him, piercing through the chest of the young Taoist in gray robe, causing a fountain of blood to splash.

“…Take the sky!”

The young Taoist in gray robe slowly turned sideways to look at Lu Cheng, uttered these two words in disbelief, and then he could not control his body and fell backwards, dying.

The two armored corpses not far away lost the control of their masters and suddenly stood there in a daze.

When the three remaining Tribulation Cultivators saw this, the cultivator who controlled the beast-fang magic weapon knelt down on the spot and kowtowed to Lu Cheng.

The two monks who were controlling the flying swords abandoned their flying swords and fled, or even scattered and fled. Finally, they showed some professionalism.

"Master, please spare my life, Master, please spare my life"

Before he uttered the word "life", a sword flew around his throat.

Lu Cheng waved his hand and retracted the flying sword, sighing softly: "I can forgive you, but the sword cannot."

"Hahahaha, Huoyun Mansion is indeed the lineage of the ancient sword immortals. You are the first person I have ever seen in my life to be able to use a flying sword to this extent at the Qi training stage."

At this time, Tang Shi, who had suddenly disappeared before, just walked out of the forest.

He was holding a human head in his hand, and the giant centipede behind him was holding half of the corpse in its mouth and was gnawing and swallowing it.

These were the two people who had just escaped. Lu Cheng did not chase them because he knew this would happen.

"Brother Tang, what's going on?"

Tang Shi was guarding the whole way, but tonight, he suddenly disappeared, and then five thieves appeared.

"I'll let you experience the environment of the city that never sleeps in advance. In this Lingnan city that never sleeps, beauties, gambling houses, spells, magic tools, elixirs, night encounters with goddesses, everything you can and can't imagine will happen here. But if you kill someone in this city that never sleeps, it won't be considered murder as long as you are not caught on the spot by the law enforcement team. Of course, the same applies to others killing you."

"So, things like what happened tonight are common in the city that never sleeps. If you can't even get through this, then you don't have to go again. With me here, at least I can protect you."

"..."

Listening to Brother Tang's words, Lu Cheng was silent for a while, feeling the city that never sleeps, which was completely different from the safe environment in his previous life, and he seemed to have realized something.

A few days later, a young Taoist priest wearing tattered grey clothes and holding a torn long banner and carrying a bamboo box on his back appeared in front of Lingnan City that Never Sleeps.

Of course, this person is Lu Cheng.

Tang Shi did not want to get too involved in this matter because of the Gu God Cult's stance, so he sent Lu Cheng to a nearby place and said goodbye to him.

Lu Cheng completely accepted Tang Shi's advice and put away his auxiliary robe, Qingxin jade pendant and even Qiankun bag.

Holding the damaged long banner snatched from the thief a few days ago, carrying a bamboo box on his back and wearing a gray robe, two words emanated from his head to toe: poverty!

Fortunately, the Red Pine Sword is a first-class flying sword. If a Qigong cultivator carries it with him, it will only make him look more shabby, so it is fine to wear it.

Seeing the huge city standing on the mountain, Lu Cheng looked at the people coming and going and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved.

Surprisingly, he was not the poorest among these people. Lu Cheng saw an old Taoist priest with gray hair, linen clothes and straw sandals, walking into the city with a Qiankun bag that was obviously damaged slung across his shoulder.

In other words, he has nothing except the limited items he can put on his body.

"The tax for entering the city is one low-grade spirit stone." Lu Cheng paid the spirit stone and entered the city smoothly.

On the city wall, there are several teams of guard monks wearing the same uniform. They serve as the city patrol law enforcement team, and their spirit and temperament can make people feel at ease.

Tang Shi's reminder was reasonable, but the city that never sleeps must also maintain basic order. Otherwise, the city would lose its foundation.

At this time, a voice from behind came into Lu Cheng's ears.

"You already know me, so just let me in this time. How can I run away? When I earn spiritual stones from doing things, I will definitely pay the city entry tax."

It was the old monk that Lu Cheng had just noticed, who was arguing with the guard.

"Uncle Qin, you are already over eighty years old and you haven't even reached the late stage of Qi training. You still want to go into the city to look for immortal fate? It's not even your turn to seize another body. Stop dreaming. Why don't you go back to your hometown, become a rich landlord, take in a few wives and concubines, and enjoy the immortal blessing for two years?"

"This old man has a firm heart..."

"There is a difference between having a firm faith and daydreaming."

Lu Cheng could not hear the rest of the words because he had already entered a large, bright city with emerald roads, white jade steps, and towering pavilions, all free of dust.

There were monks flying in the air with swords, and faint sounds of hawking could be heard from the buildings on both sides, giving people a sense of prosperity and prosperity.

Strolling leisurely and looking around, after walking a little further, Lu Cheng could even see a beautiful female cultivator in a gauze dress in the pavilions on both sides. She was lying on the ebony railing, leaning on her arms as a pillow, and looking outside the building.

The female cultivator had eyes like peach blossoms and skin as white as jade. She did not even look down upon Lu Cheng because of his shabby clothes. Instead, she smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth while waving the handkerchief in her hand.

I think it was because of the appearance of this poor little Taoist priest. This body is indeed quite outstanding in appearance and figure.

Immortal cultivators usually do not want to have too much entanglement with mortal men and women, because the practice itself has the effect of purifying the body, removing impurities, strengthening the muscles and cleansing the marrow. The physique of a cultivator with a little cultivation is much cleaner than that of an ordinary mortal.

Therefore, the love between immortals and mortals in folk legends is almost impossible. Even if a mortal is born with ice-like skin and excellent skin quality, he is still dirty in the eyes of cultivators, let alone immortals. Unless he is a very special kind of innate Taoist body, it may not appear once in thousands of years.

Of course, the gap between the Qi training and foundation-building realms is not too obvious, so there are still many cultivators who interrupt their journey, marry many wives and concubines, and give birth to many children.

At a higher level, they will basically only admire cultivators of a similar level. Even if a Jindan Zhenren is willing to take a cultivator of a lower level as a concubine, they will often give him skills and time, allowing him to marry the cultivator after his cultivation reaches a certain level. In many cases, they even invest resources and give guidance, but the other party's cultivation cannot be improved, which is a waste of time.

Lu Cheng wandered around the city, getting used to and feeling this city that never sleeps, which was built by some independent cultivators from other sects.

(End of this chapter)