Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 471 Don't laugh at the crazy students' fight for victory or defeat, the world is just a chessboard (Please reward and subscribe!)

The top of Wuxie Mountain was covered with dark clouds. Taoist Lu Cheng was sitting quietly on a cushion in the monastery. In front of him was a green jade teacup, the tea in it was as clear and blue as jade.

It was the "medicinal tea" given by the founder of Hunxie.

This tea can effectively dissolve the residual poison of the Wanjie Yunshen Pill. After drinking it, the mind and soul will feel refreshed, and all 720 acupoints in the body will glow with clear light.

Of course, the harm of the Wanjie Divine Pill is two-fold. On the one hand, it is the scorching poison to the soul, and on the other hand, it is the poison within the magic power. Medicinal tea can resolve the former but not the latter. If the latter can also be resolved, the power of the pill will be exhausted.

"Sure enough, any sect that can create sixth-level elixirs has corresponding methods to strengthen the elixir's power and resolve the elixir's poison, but most of them are kept secret." Lu Cheng tapped the edge of the cup with his fingertips, and seven colorful ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the tea soup. These were what he explored with the Seven Emotions Sword Qi.

After confirming that it was non-toxic, he raised his head and drank it all. Instantly, his internal organs felt as if they were soaked in cold spring water, and the burning poison in his soul was also slowly being drawn away.

Next, Lu Cheng and his disciples settled down in the Five Evil Mountains.

Practicing Xuanmen orthodox methods in this evil land is just like practicing Yanghe internal energy on an ice field that has existed for thousands of years. If one can succeed in practicing against the trend, one will surely gain powerful and pure skills and benefit greatly.

After that meeting in the mountains, this Lord of Ten Thousand Thunders, Sea and Land not only escaped unscathed, but the Patriarch Hunxie also gave him a lot of medicinal tea.

The old demon Tianqi immediately knew that this meant that his senior brother had approved of his handling of the Wanjie Divine Pill, and that he had made a great contribution.

Yuqingzi and Guitongzi were even more cautious and asked their disciples to avoid going to the sacred mountain where Lord Lu was in the near future.

Yu Qingzi and Gui Tongzi knew, however, that with their master's temperament, if he was incompetent, after that meeting, ordinary Yuanshen cultivators would probably stay in Wuxie Mountain forever, so how could there be many benefits?

In the eyes of many evil monks, other monks of the same level are precious treasures.

As Lu Cheng and his disciples lived in Wuxie Mountain for a long time, some troubles did occur:

Just after a while, a group of cultivators suddenly broke into Huolianling Peak where Lu Cheng lived, knelt down and cried, saying that they were abducted by evil cultivators and requested the local Xuanmen cultivators to rescue them.

Regarding this matter, Wuxie Mountain did not take any action at first, waiting for the reaction of Lord Lu.

Lu Cheng went out to take a look, then returned to the temple to continue practicing, without paying much attention. Miao Chuyun also went to the master for this matter, saying that he didn't know how to deal with it.

“This is Wuxie Mountain, a place famous among the seven realms for the gathering of evil spirits. As a result, they knelt there and begged their master to turn against the ancestor of Hunxie and fight him.

Chu Yun, what do you think they think? "

"What these people did... was indeed stupid and reckless." Miao Chuyun answered after thinking for a moment.

"From what I've seen from their auras, they've also practiced Taoism. If they still act this way, they're either bad or stupid, so there's no need to pay any more attention to them."

With Lu Cheng's decision, the fate of those kneeling and begging at the foot of the mountain was determined.

Not long after, the monks from Wuxie Mountain took action and captured all those people. They also presented gifts to the mountain to express their apologies for disturbing the God's meditation. The matter ended there:
There is no savior in this world, and those who practice Buddhism should understand this especially.

The name of the Hunxie Patriarch has been spread in the Seven Realms for a thousand years. Those monks who were unhappy in the Five Evil Mountains gathered together and begged a righteous monk to rescue them. This move was forcing Lu Cheng to turn against the Hunxie Patriarch - in such a matter of life and death, he did nothing and just waited for outsiders to fight for them. He was both stupid and evil. Even if he rescued these people, they would probably cause even greater harm.

In such a matter of life and death, you have to do it yourself. It is absolutely impossible to rely on help from outsiders.

As time went by, one day, Lu Cheng, who was meditating with his eyes closed in the abode, suddenly moved his eyebrows slightly, and his consciousness sensed the powerful fluctuations of magic power coming from two directions:

The Five Evils Mountain is in the midst of a turbulent time at this moment, with evil cultivators and demons from the seven realms arriving one after another.

However, these two auras were particularly fierce and attracted Lu Cheng's attention. The bloody light coming from the east was like a giant python entwining a mountain. It was the "Heart Devouring Demon Ancestor" who was famous in the world of immortal cultivation for his brutality and cruelty.
The sounds of flutes and pipes could be heard faintly in the pink mist drifting from the west. It was Madam Wan Miao, who was famous for her dual cultivation and sexual intercourse skills.

Although these two are inferior to the founder of Hunxie, they are also well-known and peerless demons in the late Yuanshen period.

After a few years, there were:

The Blood Skull Demon Lord, Yin Cai Fairy, Bai Gu Zhenzun, Poison Dragon Zhenzun, Black Evil Demon Lord and others gathered here.

The old demon Tianqi came from time to time to drink tea and discuss Taoism. According to him, this time's demonic event, there would probably be a total of thirteen demon gods gathered at the Five Evils Mountain.

These gods themselves are of extremely high quality, and they bring with them many disciples who are unwilling to suffer any injustice. Among all the evil sects, perhaps only the Five Evil Mountains have the foundation to properly accommodate these evil gods and their disciples.

At this time, eleven demon gods had gathered in Wuxie Mountain, and the area of ​​Wuxie Mountain was becoming more and more filled with demonic energy and turbid waves.

One day, on the stone path on the hillside of Huolian Peak, Liu Qingluo was carrying a medicine basket on her back and using her magical speed to speed through the mountains.

The girl was wearing a lilac silk skirt, a wooden hairpin in her hair trembling with her steps, and a basket filled with several magical herbs that she had just picked from the cliff.

The Fire Refining Spirit Peak of the Five Evil Mountains, where Patriarch Lu was placed, has been sealed for more than a hundred years. In addition, the spiritual energy of the Five Evil Mountains is extremely strong, and many rare medicinal herbs grow there, which are of great benefit to Jindan realm cultivators.

Therefore, among the sixteen Taoist disciples who followed Lu Cheng here, several of them have been collecting herbs in the mountains these days, so it can be said that the trip was worthwhile.

Liu Qingluo deliberately avoided looking at the scriptures carved on the mountain. They were full of wild words, all kinds of decadent magic skills, and distorted scriptures. Some time ago, Senior Brother Lan went astray and suffered serious damage because of this. It was said that his cultivation would be greatly regressed.

Liu Qingluo knew that her aptitude and understanding were not as good as Senior Brother Lan's, so she kept her mind focused and only thought about collecting more spiritual herbs to assist in her practice.

In the practice of the right path, it often does not matter if one's aptitude and understanding are a little poor. As long as one is honest enough and willing to listen to the teacher, and does not try to be clever, then as long as the master's Taoism is high enough, it is possible that the disciple will be lifted up to the heavens, or at least have considerable merit.

But the word "honesty" is actually very rare. Most of the time, there are more people in this world who are self-righteous and think they are smart.

Liu Qingluo was picking herbs when she suddenly smelled a fragrant breeze. She turned her head and saw a pink gauze curtained carriage flying in the air. Then a frivolous laugh came from the tent:

"What a beautiful young lady! Do all the flowers and trees on the mountain lose their color in front of you?"

Liu Qingluo was so shocked that she took three steps back, and saw a young man in brocade clothes and wearing a jade crown walking out of the tent between his fair legs and jade arms. His face was as white as powder, his lips were as red as rouge, and there was a leather bag hanging around his waist that kept bulging.

"Please, please make way, senior... I am a disciple of Lord Lu of the Wanleihai Tiandi Dao Palace." Liu Qingluo's voice trembled, and she instinctively said what she relied on most.

The Taoist in front of her exuded an irresistible and amazing charm, but Liu Qingluo had practiced the profound arts for many years and had a solid foundation. She also knew where she was, so she became alert in an instant, realizing that the person in front of her was probably a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator who she would find it difficult to resist.

The Jade-faced Taoist stepped forward and lightly lifted the girl's chin with the folding fan in his hand:
"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to keep people at a distance? I am a disciple of Venerable Poison Dragon. Our master and I have gathered together at Wuxie Mountain to discuss important matters. As disciples of the master, you and I should also get closer to him."

Just as Wantongzi was trying to lift the girl in front of him, who had been bewitched by him, into his arms and drive away.

The fan bone in his hand suddenly grew longer, and then he swung it upwards violently.

His folding fan is called the White Bone Yin Wind Fan. It was made after two hundred years of hard work in a place where phosphorescent fires of rotten bones float all year round and the bones of thousands of monks are buried. It is extremely powerful.

However, just as the black wind carrying bursts of bone-rotting phosphorescent fire began to blow, a red sword light had already cut through the front, and a female cultivator in Taoist robes and sword light fell from the sky.

The tip of the other flying sword was pointed at the seven-inch point of the folding fan, and the sound of metal clashing shook the whole mountain.

"You dare to be so presumptuous even though you know she is Lord Lu's disciple?" Miao Chuyun protected the unconscious Liu Qingluo behind him, and made hand gestures with anger between his brows.

Today she was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and a scarf tied around her hair. Although she was not wearing any makeup, her icy and delicate figure was even more obvious. The handsome man with a jade face was so aroused by her that he suddenly laughed wildly:

"She is actually a female Nascent Soul who has not lost her True Yin? She is of top grade, truly of top grade. She should practice dual cultivation with me to attain enlightenment!"

If there was a man in front of him who displayed such superb and sharp swordsmanship, Wan Tongzi would have turned around and left, too lazy to get entangled with him.

But the other party was a female cultivator, and Wantongzi was proud of his Taoist magical powers. Any female cultivator below the level of Yuanshen could not escape from his hands.

Wan Tongzi suddenly tore open the brocade robe and threw it forward. There was actually a picture of hundreds of beauties having sex painted on the robe. The vivid pattern was floating in the air. Then he spewed out a mouthful of pink real fire to burn it. The two combined and turned into a pink skeleton that pounced on the two women.

Miao Chuyun held a seal in one hand and controlled the two swords. One sword turned into a water dragon and the other turned into a fire dragon. The entanglement of water and fire formed a destructive sword force, which collided with the pink skull and burst out a dazzling white light.

Boom.

The sword energy and the evil energy collided and scattered in all directions.

However, the pink mist was sucked into the black wind blown by the White Bone Yin Fan the next moment, and spread in all directions with the wind.

The air was suddenly filled with soft music, and even the mountain environment was dyed a light pink color.

Soon, under the influence of this evil magic, Liu Qingluo's face turned red. Miao Chuyun pressed her unconscious with his backhand, but his own mind was also affected to some extent, and the skin outside his Taoist robe also turned red - the opponent's evil magic could arouse the instinctive desires of the human body.

Gradually, Miao Chuyun's face turned red as if cinnabar dripped blood. Suddenly, she put her fingers together and tapped several key acupuncture points on herself:
Cutting off the red dragon will destroy one's meridians related to sexual desire. For mortal women, it means cutting off their fertility and the joy of love. For female cultivators, the incompleteness of their Dharma body will also have a great impact on their cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to do this? You really have a cruel heart." Wan Tongzi was also stunned by this scene. When it comes to self-mutilation, cultivators are more cautious than ordinary people.

The next moment, two sword lights were seen like dragons emerging from water. The pure dark blue of the left sword attracted the cold air of the Nine Netherworld, while the sharp and brilliant sword like a rainbow attracted the Samadhi True Fire. Although Lu Cheng's incarnation had not obtained the unique skills of the Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Demon Sword Manual in the Earthly Immortal Realm over the years, he still referred to Wuji's sword manuals in many upper realms, and his sword skills gradually exceeded the upper limit of this realm, which also affected Miao Chuyun.

As the two swords crossed, the pink mist and dark wind were all twisted into light spots all over the sky. The sword energy of the sword technique took shape, and the two flying swords turned into a dragon entangled with ice and fire the moment they pounced on Wantongzi.

The Jiaolong is brave and powerful, even more so than other dragons. Therefore, some sword practitioners imitate the Jiaolong by transforming their sword energy into a shape that resembles the Jiaolong's bravery.

"What a great Heaven and Earth Taoist Palace! What a great Xuanmen sect!" Seeing the sword energy, Wantongzi's face changed slightly, and he suddenly bit his tongue and sprayed it on the leather bag around his waist.

The skin bag opened and black blood gushed out of it, which instantly turned into three horrific corpses. These were the three Yin beauties that Wantongzi had kept in his best possession.

The method this person usually uses is to disguise himself as a lustful person, pretending to only want a night of pleasure. In order to protect themselves, many female cultivators with strong magical powers reluctantly agree to his request, thinking that a day of marriage is worth a hundred days of grace.

However, this person looked kind but had a vicious heart. He had killed countless female cultivators openly and secretly. He only released a few to maintain his reputation. In fact, he was secretly practicing the art of corpse refining, and finally he created this evil and harmful Three Yin Demon Corpse.

As soon as the three Yin girls appeared, they appeared behind Wantongzi on both sides, pressed their hands on his body, and injected magic power into him. The grass and trees in the mountains withered and turned to ashes in an instant when they touched the corpse qi and evil spirit they spread.

"break!"

Wantongzi held the White Bone Yin Fan and waved it violently. The phosphorous fire of the rotten bones almost turned into a green sun, and the black whirlwind turned into a hurricane, colliding head-on with the Water and Fire Sword Dragon. With a loud bang, although Wantongzi retreated several steps in the air, he finally took the blow.

The next moment, the three demon corpses appeared near Miao Chuyun with a strange flash, somewhere between reality and illusion.

And it seems that it is only real at the moment of attack, appearing and disappearing from time to time, which is extremely terrifying.

In fact, Miao Chuyun could use the seventh-level talisman and thunder bead to get rid of the disadvantage at any time, but her sword heart was firm and sharp, and she also wanted to make a step forward through this battle.

'In fact, if I really had a firm swordsmanship, I should have distributed the talismans and lightning beads that my master bestowed on me to my fellow junior brothers and sisters. The reason I am firm at this moment is that I have more confidence because my master is right behind me.

But the demon in front of me must also know this. How dare he be so presumptuous in front of Master?

Miao Chuyun suddenly closed his eyes and cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts, while his sword moves became increasingly fierce. Although his situation was precarious, he was gradually getting better.

Gradually, Miao Chuyun recalled what his master said when he was preaching in the Qingyu Dao Palace when he came out this time: "Ordinary cultivators use emotions to confuse others, but I use emotions to refine myself... The seven emotions can confuse the mind, and the seven emotions can also be used to guide the sword."

"The seven emotions enter the sword, and the sword expresses the seven emotions!"

Miao Chuyun suddenly changed his sword-controlling technique. He no longer suppressed and eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind. Instead, he observed them, channeled them into himself, and integrated them into the sword intent.

Lu Cheng cultivated his Seven Emotions Sword Intent and forced out his potential. He relied on his own spiritual awareness and strong body to force out his potential, and controlled the flying sword with faster speed and heavier sword power.

Of course, this is not the way to teach Miao Chuyun. Miao Chuyun used the collision and annihilation of his own water, fire and sword energy as the basis, integrating the seven emotions and sword intent to turn himself into a "superconductor" relative to his own sword energy.

This is not the clarity of mind and sword, but the unique kendo skill of "clarity of body and sword".

"Break!" With a clear shout, a flying sword wrapped in icy sword aura suddenly increased in speed with incredible quickness, accuracy and ruthlessness, piercing through the forehead of a beautiful corpse.

The beautiful corpse actually showed a look of relief as it screamed. Before it turned into green smoke and dissipated, it bowed to Miao Chuyun and then disappeared without a trace.

Wantongzi was greatly shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly made a gesture to urge the remaining two corpses to merge. Unexpectedly, another flying sword wrapped in red sword light suddenly slashed diagonally. Although the sword speed and power were slightly weaker, such violent sword power still circled in the air and directly cut off one of Wantongzi's protective magic weapons.

"What kind of swordplay is this!? These damn sword madmen, are they trying to kill each other? Her sword power and speed are decreasing very quickly, so she won't be able to fight for long."

As this thought flashed through Wantongzi's mind, he summoned the remaining two demon corpses to protect himself. At the same time, he turned into a pink cloud and fled away in an instant, intending to delay time.

However, in a split second, Miao Chuyun combined his two swords.

The twin swords of water and fire stirred up her seven emotions that had been suppressed for a hundred years. A sword rainbow entangled with ice and fire chased after Wantongzi's dantian and was about to pierce through it and crush it to pieces.

The powerful demonic Nascent Soul cultivator opened his eyes wide in fear and disbelief, but found that even though he had exhausted all his magical powers, he could not avoid, dodge, take on or block the attack. He was doomed to die!
Because one of the Three Yin Maidens had already died, the other two were now somewhat out of control. Wantongzi even discovered that the other two maidens had sinister looks on their faces, and seemed to be sneering at him.

"Master, save me!"

"How dare you, little brat!" As Wantongzi cried for help, a thunder-like rebuke suddenly came from the sky.

But then a dark green poisonous cloud rose from the southeast corner of the Five Evil Mountains, and a giant claw covered with scales stretched out from the cloud. The magical power contained in the giant claw made Miao Chuyun feel that his consciousness and magic power solidified in an instant, and even the water and fire swords let out wailing sounds as if they could not bear the heavy burden.

It was the Demon God, the True Lord of Transformation, who took action.

At this critical moment, a faint voice was heard from the hermitage on the mountain top.

"Fellow Daoist Dulong, you have crossed the line."

Lu Cheng's figure appeared out of thin air under the poisonous claws, with the sleeves of his Taoist robe fluttering like clouds hanging from the sky.

Then he raised his arm and threw a punch. The jade-white fist shadow seemed to contain an extremely strong, rigid and hard force, which penetrated all obstacles and collided with the poisonous claws. The explosive shock wave swept away the peach-red mist within a radius of ten miles.

Click, click, click.

The huge green dragon claw retreated inch by inch and gradually disintegrated under the white fist shadow. It was even forcibly smashed into the dark green poisonous cloud. The ripples spread and almost broke the poisonous cloud.

A dragon's roar of shock and anger came from the thick green cloud. The dark green cloud was churning violently, and the shadow of a thousand-foot-long dragon could be vaguely seen.

Taoist Lu Cheng below stood still as a mountain, with seven-colored flying sword phantoms circling around him, dancing and killing, destroying all the Nine Nether Corruption Immortal Miasma secretly released by Venerable Poison Dragon.

Of course Lu Cheng was not in a hurry, because during the previous fight, the Five Elements Flying Sword had already cut down first, and the spreading sword light swept Wantongzi and his two demon corpses below into the sword light.

Just like Wantongzi was in front of Liu Qingluo before, with almost unlimited charm, and he could subdue a Jindan Zhenren with just a few words.

Lu Cheng's Five Elements Flying Sword was also unstoppable in front of Wantongzi. Even though Lu Cheng's transformation into a sword formation technique was only half-baked, it was enough to deal with Wantongzi.

The Five Elements sword energy was like a wheel that minced Wantongzi into a meat paste, and even his Nascent Soul could not escape. However, his two female demon corpses were circled by Lu Cheng with sword light and put into his sleeves, intending to reincarnate them after he had eliminated his evil spirit.

The clash of qi between the two Yuanshen monks activated the Wuxie Mountain Protective Array automatically. More than 3,000 white bone piles rose from the ground and floated in the air. If activated, they could return a small part of the Tongtian Dharma Realm to chaos, and they could also perish together with their enemies.

It is also extremely powerful when used as a mountain protection formation.

At this moment, the voice of the Hunxie Patriarch resounded through the sky: "My two Taoist friends, please give me this face. A big event is imminent, and we must not hurt the harmony at this time."

Before he finished his words, three thousand white bone piles shot out black and red light pillars, weaving a blood net that covered the sky thousands of feet in the sky, completely blocking the Poison Dragon Lord's magic attack.

The poisonous cloud in the sky gradually shrank into a human shape, transforming into an old man in a green robe with a single horn on his head standing in the air.

He pointed the snake staff in his hand at Miao Chuyun and said sinisterly: "Daoyou Lu really taught his disciples well, but it's a pity that my disciple lost his life, but..."

Before he could finish his words, the eyeball-shaped gem on the top of the snake staff emitted a faint light - it was actually a green phosphorus Yinpo arrow that was designed to harm the spiritual consciousness of monks.

Wantongzi had already died, so how could Venerable Poison Dragon not know that he had his life card in his hand?

Now that the Grandmaster Hunxie has appeared, it is okay to give this old senior some face and stop fighting with Lu Cheng, but if some of the capital is not recovered, how will Venerable Poison Dragon travel the world in the future?

However, Lu Cheng seemed to have anticipated this. A sword light flew out from his sleeve without a trace. The most peculiar thing was that the Five Elements Flying Sword itself guided the circulation of magic power in Miao Chuyun's body, and the aura of the master and disciple became one.

The green phosphorus Yinpo arrow was dark and fierce but it finally hit the sword light, and the poisonous fire that erupted was dissipated into nothingness by the sword light.

"What a great mind sword technique, what a great invisible flying sword!" Patriarch Hunxie appeared in the center of the battlefield at some point, and with a light press of his skinny palm, he forcibly separated the two soul cultivators.

He looked meaningfully at the sword light that protected Miao Chuyun, then turned to Venerable Poison Dragon and said with a smile:
"Brother Dulong, you should admit defeat if you are willing to gamble. Your disciple is at a higher level but was defeated by the sword of that little girl. It is not unfair."

Venerable Poison Dragon snorted coldly, and his whole body turned into a green light and disappeared in an instant.

The Hunxie Patriarch bowed to Lu Cheng, shook his head and smiled:
"People of our generation are full of intrigues. Once we gather together for a while, disaster will surely occur. Fortunately, the Yunxiao Golden Summit will be opened in two months. By then, I hope that Brother Daoist Lu's sword light will be as sharp and unparalleled as it is today."

Lu Cheng knew that Master Hunxie was trying to warn him. All the tolerance he showed to him was based on his helping him in fighting with swords. If he was an insider sent by the righteous cultivators, given Master Hunxie's character, he would probably be the first one to be killed.

"I have to be loyal to the person who entrusted me with this. You are worrying too much, my friend."

(End of this chapter)