Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 362: Three Loose Cultivators, Yin-Yang Reform

"Master, what's wrong?"

In the elegant room of Wangchenju, the air was filled with the aroma of wine, and the monks were all drunk. An old Taoist priest with messy hair and wearing a Taoist robe, who was as tall as an iron tower, looked outside with a slightly dignified expression.

Seeing this, naturally some disciples and monks came to inquire.

The one who came to Gu Yunge's side was a Kun cultivator with a tall figure like a crane. He stood among the group of cultivators who were drinking and having fun, standing out like a crane among chickens. At this moment, he came to the master, leaned over and asked.

At the same time, the female cultivator Feng Dong followed her master's gaze and saw the young Taoist below, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

Feng Dong is one of Gu Yunge's two true disciples. She has already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage. She can sense the aura of the person opposite her that is similar to her own.

At the same time, she naturally knew that if one could maintain such a youthful appearance after practicing to this level, he must be either an old monster who had to overcome his tribulation and start over, or he must have a smooth path and practiced to the Taoist realm of locking up his vital energy at a very young age, just like herself.

You should know that cultivators will also age at the same rate, otherwise there wouldn't be the saying that "if you don't enter the Foundation Establishment stage before the age of 60, and the Purple Palace stage before the age of 200", your life will be hopeless.

Once the peak period of the physical body has passed, most of the cultivator's spiritual consciousness and magical power have to fight against the natural aging of the body. It is already not easy to maintain spiritual consciousness and magical power from regressing. It is naturally even more difficult to make further breakthroughs in Taoism.

"This person has 70% of my youthful charm."

After a while, Gu Yunge suddenly said this.

"This……"

Feng Dong looked at the elegant Taoist priest below, and then looked at his drunkard master with red nose.

"...Master, I have been practicing with you since I was a child."

"Come on, my friend, how about we come up and drink together? The long immortal road is so lonely, only drinkers can sing and dance! Life is full of sufferings, a drink can relieve all sorrows."

Gu Yunge pretended not to hear what his disciple said, and spoke loudly with his sleeves raised.

"I dare not refuse the gift given by the elders."

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng waved the whisk in his hand and led the two disciples behind him into the elegant room on the second floor of Wangchen Residence.

The moment he pushed the door open, a strong aroma of alcohol hit him in the face. Shi Sheng and Yun Huang'er, who were following Lu Cheng, felt dizzy at the mere smell of the aroma. They had to use their magic power to dissolve the aroma so as not to make a fool of themselves.

There are five sects and three cultivations in Haiyuan City.

The five sects have already mentioned that the three cultivators refer to Gu Yunge, Li Bihua, and Jiang An, three great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Master Jiang An has great magical powers and is as elusive as a dragon. Li Bihua is the leader of the Kun cultivators in Haiyuan City, and the cultivators he is willing to accept are mostly female, with few male cultivators.

Only Gu Yunge would call his friends to Wangchenju almost every month. He was a sixth-rank spirit wine master, and it seemed that he had a stake in Wangchenju. He was the easiest one to find among the three True Lords.

Haiyuan City has existed for thousands of years, and has been fighting for thousands of years. Although the Monster Hunting List is said to be relatively fair, how can there be absolute fairness in this world?
There will always be some tasks with low risk and high return, high risk and high return, and high risk and low return. There are even some monster hunting tasks that are simply traps. Which cultivator can tell the difference among thousands or tens of thousands of tasks?
On the other hand, Haiyuan City also needs to raise some monks who are more loyal and more powerful than ordinary monster hunters, so that they can fill the gap when necessary, instead of being like ordinary monster hunters who will refuse to take any missions no matter how much spirit stones are given once panic spreads when the war goes against them. Under such mutual needs, the three major monk organizations in Haiyuan City were formed.

It is said that Master Jiang An, one of the three great cultivators, has been in frequent talks with the top leaders of the five sects in recent years, hoping to gain the majority support of the five sects in Haiyuan City so that he can open up his own sect and recruit disciples on a large scale, leaving behind his Taoist heritage here.

Many monks have devoted their entire lives to practicing Taoism but have no blood relatives, so they have a deep obsession with establishing a sect, recruiting disciples, and leaving behind a Taoist tradition.

It is difficult to predict the aptitude of blood relatives in practicing Taoism, and it is very likely that the clan will be exterminated after only one or two generations.

However, the sect's Taoist tradition can be passed down for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and the Taoist luck provided by a powerful sect will be of great benefit to the cultivator even after he ascends to the spiritual fairyland.

Legend has it that it even has an effect on the fate of cultivators after their reincarnation. There was a legend in the world of immortal cultivation that a founder of a sect died and then reincarnated thousands of years later and re-joined his own sect. He cultivated to the Golden Elixir realm again, and recalled the fragments of his past life memories. Only then did he remember that he was the founder of the sect. Later, this cultivator became an immortal through several lifetimes of practice, breaking through the realm and ascending.

Inside the elegant hall, Lu Cheng and Gu Yunge sat opposite each other on either side of a jade table. Lu Cheng explained his purpose in a dignified manner and expressed his willingness to abide by all the rules of the Changle League.

It is said that Gu Yunge's Changle League, Li Bihua's Gu Yue League, and Jiang An's Tiansha League can all obtain low-risk and high-reward missions on the Monster Hunting List. At least, they will not be easily deceived by Haiyuan City.

"Oh, how many of you are there?"

"There are five Nascent Soul cultivators, four Golden Core late stage cultivators, and more than a hundred accompanying disciples."

At this time, Feng Dong had already accepted the gift from Shi Sheng on behalf of his master.

"Haha, there are quite a few people here. What do you mainly want?"

"A pill that can help increase mana."

"Level 6, a pill that increases mana. This is always the most scarce treasure. You only want to do low-risk missions. I'm afraid you won't be able to get a bottle of pill even if you work for a hundred years."

"If I can get it, working for a hundred years to get one bottle is not unacceptable." Lu Cheng smiled gently and shyly when he heard it. He is really a good Taoist with a gentle and kind nature.

"Well, you now have two choices. One is to complete a monster hunting mission for the Changle League for free. Of course, it won't be too difficult, but it will be more tedious and time-consuming."

Master Gu Yunge, who was sitting opposite the jade table, did not continue speaking, but a tall female cultivator in a yellow robe had already poured a pot of wine in front of Lu Cheng.

Red and blue wine was poured into the glass cup. Two conflicting auras, one hot and one cold, rose up and mixed with the aroma of wine, spreading in the room.

"Second, drink this Yin Yang Changing. I have to tell you in advance that this wine contains a deadly poison. I have already told you in advance that if you die after drinking it, it has nothing to do with me."

"...As long as you drink this wine, you can join the Changle League and no longer have to complete any tasks?"

At this time, Master Gu Yunge hadn't spoken yet, but the yellow-robed female cultivator had already spoken:
"Fellow Daoist, you'd better not make a mistake. This Yin Yang Transformation is the strongest of all strong liquors. Although the poison is diluted by my master's secret method, cultivators who are not good at this can still be drunk and killed on the spot. Life is precious, don't waste it lightly."

Hearing this, Lu Cheng looked at the Yin-Yang transformation in front of him with even greater curiosity. The red and blue were entangled, occasionally transforming into each other. When he got closer, he could smell the aroma of wine.

Then, Lu Cheng picked up the wine cup and drank it all.

As the mellow wine enters your mouth, it seeps into your internal organs like a trickle of water, first bringing a refreshing coolness to your heart, and then a raging fire burning in your chest.

Lu Cheng closed his eyes tightly, his cheeks first turned light blue, then turned deep red, it seemed as if there were two energy dragons fighting in his meridians, one was icy cold and the other was burning hot.

As Lu Cheng breathed, the air around him seemed to be distorted. Wisps of white cold and red heat waves escaped from around his body, forming circles of strange whirlpools.

The magic power in the meridians began to surge wildly, accompanied by the sound of ice and fire colliding.

"Oh, good wine, what a great change of yin and yang. The masculine energy is so intense that it freezes the bone marrow, and the yin and yang are transformed, clearing away all evil." "At noon, the shade of the trees is in the air, and I chant alone in the pavilion above the pond. I quietly watch the bees repent, and imagine the cranes. The magic wine adjusts the spirit, and the clear zither enters the spiritual nature. The great machine is at rest, and what can I inscribe after a few battles?"

The monks regulate their body and mind and cultivate their temperament through drinking and playing the piano, so as to achieve the state of internal self-cultivation and external harmony between heaven and man.

Lu Cheng is not a wine lover and he doesn't drink much except a few glasses of wine on weekdays. On the contrary, Xiao Yuxue loves fine wine and likes to drink with Lu Cheng.

“Magic wine can adjust the spirit, and the melodious zither can enhance the spirituality? Well said, well said, hahahaha, all right, since my little friend Lu has joined my Changle League, you can call me a fellow Taoist from now on. In the future, we will fight monsters together, compete with cultivators together, roam the world, drink and sing, isn’t it a pleasure!”

Lu Cheng shook his head slightly and tried to decline a few times, but he finally couldn't resist and started to address himself as Fellow Daoist Gu Yunge. Half an hour later, Lu Cheng left with two disciples.

Only Feng Dong was staring at the Taoist's departing back, still somewhat incredulous.

"Master, didn't you say that only cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul could take Yin Yang Transformation lightly? Even if it was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, his intestines might be burned to pieces. How come this person was not hurt at all?"

Feng Dong knew that his master had put a lot of thought into making this Yin-Yang Transformation Wine, and had invested countless spiritual herbs and fruits in it, even thinking of the principle of combining medicine and poison. It was originally a magic wine that his master was going to use to increase his magic power, but unfortunately, it was still a little off.

But ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage can't even afford it, so how come that person was not hurt at all just now?

"Why? He has practiced both magic and body, and has great magic power. Why else could it be? When did such a ruthless character come to Haiyuan City? He pretends to be so peaceful and innocent, and even hid the truth from me. In fact, this person is full of murderous aura and killing power, which I have never seen in my life..."

Gu Yunge spoke more and more quietly afterwards, so Master Feng Dong didn't notice.

……

With the identity relationship of Changle League, many originally cumbersome procedures and affairs have become easy to accomplish.

"Master Lu, I am also a disciple of the Changle League. If you just want a cave, I can give you one now based on your cultivation status, but I suggest you stay in the inn for a few more days. You may be able to get a great bargain in the future, and even the leader of the league would be tempted."

A gray-robed deacon who was in charge of cave affairs in Haiyuan City said this to Lu Cheng in a low voice after looking around.

"Oh, in that case I will wait for good news."

Live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the sea, eat by the sea. Lu Cheng knew this principle very well and directly threw a jade bottle to the gray-clothed deacon.

The butler slightly opened the jade bottle and took a sniff, then immediately bowed with profuse gratitude and repeatedly assured that he would never let Lu Cheng down.

Lower-level cultivators often earn more spirit stones through these methods. When he was cultivating in the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace, Lu Cheng even knew that the cultivators in the Equipment Refining Hall would hide the top-quality magic weapons refined in the Equipment Refining Hall. Only cultivators from the sect who understood the tricks and were willing to pay a little more spirit stones could buy them. This is also the reason why the magic halls related to the sect's cultivation of the Hundred Arts cannot compete with the outside world. No one will do a business that loses money, but there will always be people who will do a business that will get them killed.

"Find a cave to live in temporarily. How much profit can be made here? It's nothing more than more spiritual energy and a better location."

Although he agreed to the monk's request, Lu Cheng actually didn't think that the other party could bring him much of a surprise.

He just thought that the environment of the Haiyuan City Inn was good and he was not short of some spirit stones at home.

The inn rooms provided by Haiyuan City to Yuanying Zhenjun are actually palaces, filled with spiritual energy, fairy air, faint spiritual smoke, and jade trees and white flowers.

Lu Cheng returned to the jade bed and meditated again. His consciousness condensed and turned into a red light that flew out and then quickly fell into his chest.

The Jiuli world is evolving endlessly.

Until today, Lu Cheng still has no idea of ​​the upper limit of this magic weapon. He also knows that with his current level of Taoism and magical powers, he cannot utilize even one tenth of the power of this treasure.

However, he also comprehended one or two of its mysteries, and if used properly, it could even threaten the Yuanshen cultivators.

"Ahhhh, Lu Cheng, it's you again. It's been so many years, and as soon as you master some new magical power, you come to test it on me. Do you and I have some deep hatred?"

In an unknown Jiuli world, the sky is gray and the wind is blowing away the clouds. An oppressive feeling of impending storm hangs between heaven and earth.

The nine-headed ghost chariot's wings were like dark clouds that blocked out the sun. Each of them exuded a terrifying aura, but at this moment a hint of panic was revealed in its eyes.

The demon bird soared in the boundless sky, trying to find a chance to escape.

However, the sky seemed to be controlled by large patches of golden-red flames. Thousands and thousands of fire ants, their bodies burning like red flames, moved in unison, like dancers in the flames, constantly changing formations and following closely.

And those golden silkworm Gu were like golden tornadoes, rolling up pieces of strong winds. The wind helped the fire, and the fire helped the wind.

Rumble, rumble.

The huge wings of the nine-headed ghost chariot shook violently, the earth trembled, and the nearby mountains collapsed.

But no matter how it flapped its wings, it could not escape the pursuit of the overwhelming number of ferocious insects.

The number of fire ants on its wings began to increase visibly, and they gnawed at the flesh of the Ghost Car without mercy.

The poisonous golden silkworm Gu was not to be outdone and wrapped itself around its body, breaking its skin and flesh and injecting toxins.

During the entanglement and fight between the two sides, the nine heads of the Ghost Chariot each cast powerful spells, trying to repel these stubborn enemies one by one.

Flames and poisonous fog intertwined, blocking rivers and melting the earth. The scene was both spectacular and terrifying.

Suddenly, a golden-red figure fell from the sky like a meteor streaking across the sky. It was the poisonous golden silkworm Gu and the gold-gnawing fire ant that merged to form the shape of a Taoist priest out of thin air. His arrival made the atmosphere on the scene even more tense.

"My friend, you feed on humans and love to eat children's hearts and livers. Today you have fallen into my hands, but I have not killed you. What is there to complain about?"

Lu Cheng made a hand gesture at his side, and suddenly two sword lights, one blue and one purple, swirled around him.

In an instant, the demon bird Ghost Chariot felt an unprecedented crisis. It immediately knew that if it did not try its best this time, it would either be devoured by these two groups of extremely vicious poisons or become a victim of these two swords.

The wind suddenly arose, and the demon bird ghost chariot let out a loud roar that shook the earth, spread its wings and flew high into the sky at a rapid speed.

The two evil poisons followed closely behind, and two sword lights beside Lu Cheng stabbed out quickly, transforming into two purple and green dragons in the air, entangling and attacking.

After all, both the Purple Gang Xuan Sha Thunder Sword Technique and the Green Demon Frost Sha Heavenly Filthy Sword Technique are magic sword classics of the seventh-level Yuan Shen realm. No matter how talented Lu Cheng is, it is impossible for him to fully utilize their power in such a short time.

During these years, he had only practiced the form of the sword. He had not yet mastered the three essentials of either the Purple Yang Gangsha Heavenly Thunder or the Frost Sha Tianhui Divine Light. Only by mastering these two could he unleash the true power of these two seventh-level sword techniques.

(End of this chapter)