Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 41: Sword Origin Record, Broken Meridian Sword Qi
Bang! A broad palm hit the wooden table hard, causing the ornaments on it to almost fall down.

"Humph, this little beast is so shameless. Does he really think that the City Patrol can protect him forever? After the sword fighting competition, I will break all the bones in his body with my own hands!"

In Zuihonglou, in a luxurious private room, the owner of Scarlet Sun Sword Hall, Zhang Ling, had a red face, obviously he was really angry.

His old friend Liu Rusong kept persuading him:
"Alas, Brother Zhang, that is a rare talent among the children of common people. The Council of Elders will definitely make a big fuss about this person, not to mention..."

"What's more?" Zhang Ling asked with a frown.

"What's more, there is a Lin Lie behind He Guo. You and I are not afraid of the Meteor in his hand, but when it is performed by his master, who wouldn't be a little afraid?"

"Lin Lie, is he a member of the Lin family?"

Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel solemn when he mentioned the behemoth of the Ranmu Mountain Lin family. Compared with it, let alone forces like the Scarlet Sun Sword Hall and the Evil Front Tower, even the entire City That Never Sleeps would have to give it some respect.

"I haven't heard of such a person among the younger generation of the Lin family. Hiss, I did hear news that someone from the main branch of the Lin family seemed to have come to the Never-Sleeping City recently, but it didn't seem to be this person..."

"Oh, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's drink."

"That's right, I'll get drunk to relieve my worries."

Zhang Ling and Liu Rusong each raised their glasses to drink, and during the process they called in a few of the most popular and youngest girls in Zuihonglou to sing some songs to entertain them.

After a hearty feast until midnight, Zhang Ling, exhausted and drunk, fell into a deep sleep among a group of beautiful women.

"Drink, drink more! Hahahaha, you can't hold on so soon."

Liu Rusong was drunk and staggering, and asked someone to give him wine, but he fell asleep completely with Zhang Ling.

The drunkenness in Liu Rusong's eyes disappeared instantly, and he drank the wine in his hand with a cold expression.

The owner of Xiefeng Tower will never get drunk, because ghosts will never get drunk.

After closing his eyes and sensing for a while, and making sure that the people around him were indeed unconscious, Liu Rusong opened his clothes with both hands and took off his upper body clothes.

On the skin on his back, there was a tattoo of a ghost covered in blood and with its skin torn off. The tattoo was lifelike, as if there really was such a ghost standing behind him, following him. It was weird and terrifying.

There are two sword halls in Lingnan City that never sleeps, the one for nourishing Yin and the one for raising Gu. The one for raising Gu is headed by the Wendao Hall, while the one for nourishing Yin is headed by the Xiefeng Tower, but they call it the secret art of pricking Yin.

Tattoos are placed on the body of practitioners to attract ghosts to possess them, using themselves as a container to gain the magical power of the ghosts.

This secret technique of piercing the Yin is extremely powerful. Because it uses itself as a container for sacrifice, it is easy to attract powerful ghosts, and the degree of magic power fusion is also high. Therefore, Xiefeng Tower has gradually suppressed the Wendao Pavilion over the years. After all, the poisonous insects still have to be cultivated by themselves, and as for summoning souls and ghosts, as long as this technique is performed enough times, no one knows what kind of wandering souls between heaven and earth will be summoned.

If this technique was not so dangerous, and there were several times when it was performed, the beings it summoned were too powerful and killed everyone present, the power of Xiefeng Tower would not have ended today.

But even so, Xiefeng Tower has accumulated a group of powerful beings that are easier to control over the years. However, the combination of man and ghost, although easier to control, also makes it easier for Yin energy to invade the body, causing the cultivator to become mentally confused and become more extreme and crazy.

Even those who practice cultivation originally have a calm and restrained character.

Just like today, Xiefeng Building's owner Liu Rusong clearly knew that everyone in Nevernight City was paying attention to this matter, that the Elders Council was paying attention to this matter, and that Lin Lie's cultivation level and identity were unknown. He should have taken a step back at this time, but...

"I just don't want to quit. I've suffered so much, so much pain, why should I quit?"

stab.

The sound was like tearing cloth.

A bloody arm suddenly stretched out from behind Liu Rusong, one arm, two arms, and then the two arms tightly grabbed the flesh on Liu Rusong's back, making his face look extremely hideous with pain.

A moment later, a skinless blood ghost crawled out from Liu Rushong's back, while Liu Rushong himself was lying on the wine table like a hollowed-out flour bag, as if he was fast asleep.

The vampire gently dressed Liu Rusong, closed his eyes again and sensed that no one in the room was awake, then he opened the window and jumped out:

If He Guo is killed, Xiefeng Tower will naturally win without a fight tomorrow!

I have been visiting prostitutes and drinking with Zhang Ling tonight, and many people can testify for me.

According to the rules of the City That Never Sleeps, murder is not considered murder as long as the law enforcement team has not caught the person on the spot. Moreover, he has been hiding it for many years, and few people in this world know about his magic method of vampire clones:
"Hey Hey……"

That night, in Yuelai Inn, room number 2.

Today, he learned a strange method of interacting with the true breath, so Lu Cheng picked up his pen and recorded it in his notes in extremely ugly calligraphy.

On the other hand, he compared his own method of running the Meridian-breaking Sword Qi and tried to correct and improve it.

“Hoo…Hoo…”

There was a slight snoring sound coming from outside the door.

This kid He Guo grinds his teeth, burps, farts, and rolls around the corridor when he sleeps at night. If any girl falls in love with him in the future, she will be unlucky for the rest of her life.

Especially at this time of night when everyone was asleep, Lu Cheng, with his keen senses, could hear it especially clearly.

"Just bear with it for a while. He's making a lot of money for me. He'll be gone tomorrow. Phew."

When Lu Cheng calmed down and prepared to continue sorting out his swordsmanship experience, a ghost suddenly flashed outside the room.

At the same time, in Lu Cheng's room, the statue of the Red Heart God, which had been placed in a bamboo box, suddenly spread out a deep red light, with gold and silver light surging on it, as if it was about to transform into a human form and rush out.

"..."

Lu Cheng, who was sitting at the desk, raised his eyes, then shook his head slightly, and the red light that was spreading like the God of Red Heart faded away.

At this time, a skinless evil ghost had appeared on the roof of Yuelai Inn. The "Never Night" in the City That Never Sleeps refers to the prosperous people's livelihood in this city. At night, the city is still brightly lit, as if it never sleeps.

But in fact, at midnight, there are still few places that are as bright as day. The bloody evil ghost stood on the roof in the moonlight, lifted the tiles and looked down.

Sure enough, it saw a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old lying in the corridor on the second floor of the inn, with his back kicked up and his legs spread out.

"The young man is very energetic and fierce. He kicks the quilt every day. I have to massage him every night to treat his injuries and cover him with a blanket. Sometimes I really want to break his legs to prevent him from catching a cold again."

The bloody evil ghost raised his head suddenly when he heard the sound, but saw a young Taoist in tattered Taoist robes appearing in front of him under the bright moonlight. He subconsciously leaped back.

"Shh!"

The young Taoist raised a finger in front of his lips, signaling the evil ghost to be silent.

"How about this? I won't use my flying sword, and you should keep your voice down so as not to alert the city patrol. We will fight to the death."

Clang.

As soon as Lu Cheng finished speaking, the bloody evil ghost shot out a bloody sword energy from his body, slashing towards him like a rainbow.

Lu Cheng activated the Sword Yuan Record power and the Meridian Breaking Sword Qi technique in his body, and twelve golden sword energies appeared around him, surrounding him like a military formation, and attacked the blood-colored sword energy.

when!
The two sword energies collided and seemed to pause for a moment.

The next moment, the flying sword wrapped in the blood-colored sword energy suddenly exploded and disintegrated, carrying with it blood and huge force, and slashed towards Lu Cheng with dozens of rapidly spinning sword pieces.

If an ordinary cultivator was hit head-on, he would die instantly.

“What a change!”

Under the pressure of the huge external crisis, Lu Cheng combined the method of true breath interaction he had learned during this period with the newly created method, as if deploying troops, and evolved several ingenious combinations, or frontal defense, or dispersing strength into weakness, or using softness to overcome hardness, or using force to fight force, or suppressing and blocking, or turning harm into benefit, cooperating with the young Taoist to fly backwards quickly, so as to take on the sword blades coming from the front one by one, and guarding it tightly as if wind and rain could not get in.

At the same time, the bloody evil ghost in front of him extended a series of broken sword blades wrapped in blood, and slashed towards Lu Cheng one after another.

As he stepped forward, a mysterious broken sword shot out from his left leg, silently piercing through the roof and stabbing He Guo who was sleeping soundly:

There was no need for him to defeat or kill Lin Lie in front of him. It would be enough to just kill He Guo.

but.

when.

A red light flashed, and a majestic golden-armored god appeared in front of the sleeping boy. He swung the halberd in his hand and knocked the blood-covered broken sword away with just one strike.

The divine power broke the evil, and the blood-colored spirit on the broken sword was directly dispersed.

"what?"

"You're distracted."

In order to test the advantages and disadvantages and effects of the various methods of interaction of true energy that he had integrated into the Broken Veins Sword Qi during this period, Lu Cheng began to turn defense into offense.

In order to prevent the whetstone in front of him from breaking too early, he even spoke out a reminder.

However, the twelve golden sword energies surrounding his body shot out at various angles, and the sword paths were strange and sharp.

"kill!"

Along with the blood ghost's fierce shout, the blood-covered sword pieces falling from all directions of Lu Cheng suddenly flew towards Lu Cheng like a rainstorm.

Because Lu Cheng was within the range of Chi Jun's divine power, he was protected by forty-nine heavenly soldiers and generals. Therefore, in order to test his sword moves, he had never used his sword intent. Otherwise, he would not have seen such exquisite changes in the blood ghost magic.

The sword cultivator attacked with all his strength and killed the enemy instantly.

Sometimes you also need to know how to cultivate your opponents, allowing them to give full play to their strengths, broaden their horizons, enlighten themselves, and make up for their shortcomings.

Of course, the advantage of doing this is that it is easier to learn and improve, but the disadvantage is that sometimes you will be overturned or escape by opponents who are much weaker than you.

"What a great change!" He exclaimed in his heart again.

Lu Cheng condensed a meridian-breaking sword energy in his hand, and used it to kill and charge forward. Even those sword pieces covered in blood could not keep up with his speed of charging with the sword, and were all blocked outside the sword circle.

However, the blood ghost in front of him did not have Lu Cheng's swordsmanship skills and adaptability.

Its body was hit by the first meridian-severing sword energy, and then its body paused and was hit continuously by the eleven meridian-severing sword energies that followed.

The sword energy travels through all the meridians and acupoints, including the Dantian in the lower abdomen, the Qihai point in front of the body, the Shenque point on the spine, the Zigong point in the chest, the neck and throat, the Taiyang points on both sides, the Baihui point on the top of the head, and so on.

With each explosion of sword energy, the skinless blood ghost would explode into a pool of blood and shrink a little, but a normal cultivator would have died twelve times already after enduring so many sword energy bombardments.

boom.

When the twelfth meridian-breaking sword energy exploded, the blood ghost also suddenly exploded, and blood fell down like boiling water in the air.

"After performing this technique, one's entire body's essence and blood are handed over to the ghost to control. The ghost almost has a physical body, and at the same time, it has no vital organs that originally existed in the human body."

Lu Cheng could sense that the boiling blood that had just exploded had not completely lost its vitality. It seemed as if it had life under his feet, surging along the eaves and tiles like waves, and gathering again on the sword pieces covered in blood.

Lu Cheng turned around and saw a blood ghost that was as big as a dwarf, staring at him with extreme hatred. Then, a blood-colored sword energy suddenly slashed at him diagonally with extremely fierce momentum.

"Are you trying to escape?"

Lu Cheng released the Meridian-Severing Sword Qi in his hand, put his hands together and formed a seal, rapidly circulated his own magic power using a variety of complex methods, injected into the sword Qi, and then collided head-on with the large blood-red sword Qi that was slashing diagonally from mid-air.

Clang.

With this collision of sword energies, the blood-colored sword energy became even more powerful, and the meridian-breaking sword energy became even more refined, so a gap was cut in the blood-colored sword energy, and its momentum continued to fall down, and then it suddenly dissipated.

But the gap happened to be where Lu Cheng was standing. The blood-colored sword energy cut down and dissipated on both sides of his body. Lu Cheng stared at the direction where the blood ghost dwarf fled, stretched out his palm and pressed the five fingers into the air.

"You were the first one to break the rules...Master Liu."

A red sword rainbow shot out from under Liu Rusong like an ambush. With just one sword, the blood ghost was chopped apart and turned into a pool of blood, accelerating its escape.

The Scarlet Flame Flying Sword could unleash a spiritual fire to attack the enemy and directly burn the remaining blood ghost, but Lu Cheng did not do so. Instead, he smiled amusedly at the blood ghost that was fleeing in a panic.

"what happened?"

"What was that sound just now? It sounded like the sound of swords clashing."

The final sword fight between the two men was so loud that even though Yuelai Inn was of high quality and each room was well soundproofed, it still woke up many guests.

But He Guo below was still sleeping soundly because he was under the power of Chi Jun.

puff.

He farted again.

Then he rubbed his left leg with his right foot in satisfaction and gritted his teeth... Lu Cheng really looked down on him, but fortunately he would leave after tomorrow.

As the lights in the inn gradually brightened, the young Taoist figure instantly disappeared from the roof of the inn.

What happened tonight is known to heaven, earth, Lu Cheng, Liu Rusong and Chi Jun.

On the other side, the blood ghost transformed by Liu Rusong was fleeing towards Zuihonglou with all his might, while trying his best to endure the terrifying sword intent that was attacking his heart.

It was the spirit of an ancient swordsman who had experienced hundreds of battles, majestic and fierce, with unparalleled sharpness, as if a thousand peaks were competing for beauty, and I was the only one to be the supreme, with my sharp spirit reaching the sky!

With a sword in hand, who is the hero in the world?

"How could it be? How could there be such a person in this world... at the Qi training stage, with sword intent forming a force?"

He roamed the world, killed all the heroes, and had no rivals in the world. He reached the top, cultivated his temperament, and developed a sharp, fierce, and indestructible sword intent, which constantly cut through the ghosts and gods in Liu Rusong's heart.

Because this sword skill is extremely effective in restraining the secret technique inherited from Xiefeng Tower, Liu Rusong recognized it quickly. However, at this moment, he would rather not recognize it, at least he would not feel so desperate at this moment.

"I won't die, I won't die, I won't"

The skinless vampire that originally moved as fast as the wind had now become the size of a dwarf. It stumbled and moved towards Zuihonglou to escape.

With every step he took, his body, or rather its body, shrank a little, leaking out some blood. Gradually, under the cutting of the sword, only one thought remained in his mind:
"If I return to my body, I won't die!"

The next day, early in the morning.

"what!!!"

A shrill scream awakened many drunk guests in the Red Mansion.

"Damn it, what the hell are you yelling about so early in the morning?"

Zhang Ling, the owner of the Scarlet Sun Sword Hall, was still drunk at this moment. He woke up cursing, but saw a girl he had slept with last night, huddled in the corner of the room with a pale face, pointing in a direction.

Zhang Ling looked over and saw his good friend Liu Rushong lying on the wine table. Even the scream did not wake him up.

Zhang Ling frowned slightly, noticing that Liu Rusong's face was abnormally pale, with faint purple spots appearing on it. He stood up and walked over, and discovered a scene that almost frightened the girl to death:
I saw my good friend Liu Rusong lying there like a human skin bag. There was a big black hole on his back, and behind him was a large pool of black and smelly blood.

The owner of Xiefeng Tower, Liu Rusong, has been dead for a long time.

……

Liu Rusong, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training and the owner of the Xiefeng Tower Sword Hall, had many friends, so a group of cultivators from the City That Never Sleeps and the City Patrol Department arrived quickly. They protected the scene and examined the body.

"I can't believe that the ghost cultivation magic of Liu Louzhu is actually this: Blood Ghost Magic, entrusting all of his own blood and essence to the ghost. So is he a human or a ghost?"

At this moment, two patrol officers with silver medals from the City Patrol Department were checking the scene and the body. One of them was even a disciple of Xiefeng Tower, but he was of the same generation as Liu Rusong, and his master was the previous owner of the tower.

Although Wu Cheng practiced the secret method of Xiefeng Tower, he seldom had the opportunity to use it after joining the City Patrol Bureau. Because he asked for little, he was able to keep the ghost at bay over the years and was not bitten by it.

However, he also realized the dangers of raising a ghost, so he sent his son to a slightly weaker sword hall and a Taoist hall, and was blamed by his son and his wife.

"Look again at the sword that killed him. It's incredible!"

"Not too early, not too late. I calculated the moment when Liu Rusong returned to Zuihonglou and was about to open his body and go in. If I let him return to his physical body, maybe he could really save his life. But, at the moment before that, I killed all his life force, leaving him helpless as he watched the chance of survival right in front of him but unable to grasp it."

Xu Zhang is Wu Cheng's subordinate, but the two have been partners for many years and have a good relationship. At this time, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates when they get along with each other.

"Have you found out where Liu Rusong went last night?" Wu Cheng asked.

"There's no need to investigate. The blood trail extends all the way from Yuelai Inn to here. He Guo, who participated in the sword-fighting competition, and his master Lin Lie all live in Yuelai Inn. The clue is so clear that he would have to come back alive to tell you."

"Well, let's close the case. Xiefeng Building is finished. The owner of the building personally tried to assassinate the disciple, but was killed by the master. This kind of thing can't be concealed. It won't be long before the name of Xiefeng Building will be infamous."

After saying that, Wu Cheng turned around and walked out of the room. The two of them were silver-ranked patrolmen in charge of investigating the case, and the bronze-ranked and iron-ranked subordinates would naturally be responsible for the rest of the work.

"Squad leader, where are you going?"

Xu Zhang asked, thinking of something.

"My son has studied in the Taoist Temple for so many years but has not made any progress. Now Immortal Master Lin's tuition fee has increased to 128 yuan. I really can't afford it if it increases further."

"Hey, take me with you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhang scolded and quickly ran out.

Liu Rushong of Xiefeng Tower, the owner of one of the top three sword halls in the City That Never Sleeps, was killed by a single sword strike yesterday. When he died, he was like a rat in a gutter, he was killed before he could even make any loud noise.

Such a swordsman, even if he is not at the foundation-building stage, is probably already close to it, and is the upper limit that people like them can reach.

One hundred and twenty-eight or two hundred and fifty-six spirit stones are a bit expensive, but compared with the child's future prospects, it doesn't seem that expensive.

On the seventh day of the sword-fighting competition, He Guo faced Lin Junhua from Xiefeng Tower.

The death of the master of Xiefeng Tower undoubtedly had a great impact on Lin Junhua's mind. He lost his mind and momentum, and he couldn't even force out He Guo's meteor from the sky before he was defeated by his illusion swordsmanship.

On the seventh day, He Guo defeated Lin Junhua and, as a poor boy from a poor family, advanced to the top two of the Never-Sleeping City Sword Contest and competed for the first place in the competition.

This was something that had not happened in decades. As the news spread in the city that never sleeps, the streets were deserted, and the price of tickets to the Sword Art Hall to watch the fight was even raised to two spirit stones. Ordinary mortals simply could not afford to pay that price to watch the fight.

However, this did not affect their enthusiasm for participating in this matter. Outside the main gate of the swordplay hall, there was a huge crowd of people surrounding it.

"Master, he still hasn't come."

Because the decisive battle would be in the evening, in order to maintain their condition, He Guo and Xie Yan did not leave the swordplay hall after the battle in the morning. Instead, they stayed in the hall to regulate their breathing and qi, trying to adjust their condition to the peak state.

For a long time, Master Lin had not come to watch his fencing duel. After spending some time with him, although He Guo had some understanding of Master Lin's temperament, he still felt a little disappointed at this moment.

Just at this moment, He Guo heard a somewhat familiar shout.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw the second brother of Yuelai Inn, who came to the sword fighting hall in dishevel and looked extremely embarrassed.

There is no way that the second brother can afford two spiritual stones. Therefore...

"Huhu, brother He, Master Lin, Master Lin asked me to give you a note." As he spoke, the waiter at Yuelai Inn handed a tightly held note to He Guo.

He Guo took it hurriedly, opened it and saw the words inside, and was slightly stunned.

(End of this chapter)