Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 473: The magic dance fascinated the guests, and a punch broke the heart-eating madness
Seven days later, in the early morning, bells rang simultaneously among the peaks of the Five Evil Mountains.

The sound of the bell was like drizzle knocking on the window at first, and then turned into a roaring wave hitting the shore, rumbling back and forth among the peaks. There was no one who could not hear it.

Lu Cheng stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, staring at the thousand-foot-long giant boat that was looming in the morning mist.

The boat's body is made of ten thousand year old sunken wood and covered with the belly skin of the seventh level monster "Green Eyed Golden Toad". The boat's body is carved with intricate spells and the joints are decorated with rare gems.

Just taking this boat as an example, it is probably much more valuable than Lucheng's Kuiniu chariot.

After all, Lu Cheng's incarnation is only a disciple of a relatively prestigious sect in the earthly immortal world, while the Patriarch Hunxie has been in the world for six thousand years and is a great master of magic ranked at least in the top ten among the seven realms.

When Lu Cheng and his disciples were flying onto the spirit boat, a fragrant breeze suddenly blew and twelve female cultivators in proper Taoist robes came walking on the clouds.

These female cultivators looked decent, but they all exuded a kind of charm that was rare in decent women, which made some of Lu Cheng's disciples who lacked magical powers behind him lose their minds.

The leading female cultivator had cinnabar on her brows and was extremely beautiful. She came closer and bowed, saying, "In compliance with the order of the ancestor, Lord Lu, please move to the front hall to enjoy the singing and dancing together."

The spirit boat broke through the clouds and in the blink of an eye it was thousands of feet high in the sky.

"It's a long journey. Madam pities our hardship in cultivation and has specially granted us a song and dance to entertain you fellow Taoists."

Since ancient times, when the evil and the righteous fought, they often started infighting before they really started fighting, which was often the cause of their defeat.

At this time, all the demons gathered together, and even the majestic magic power of Master Hunxie could not suppress them all. Therefore, he spent a large amount of money to ask Madam Wanmiao's disciples to perform the Heavenly Demon Dance, just to hope that all the practitioners could reach Yunxiao Mountain safely.

After the sword fight, regardless of the outcome, the cultivators’ killing intent has disappeared and they are relatively easier to manage.

The silk gauze curtains in the hall moved without wind, and suddenly a scarlet cloud appeared on the dome, and a graceful figure came down from between the nine layers of gauze curtains.

The moon-like toes touched the glass cups in the banquet room, bringing up bursts of subtle fragrance.

"What a beauty!"

The black-robed demon cultivator whose cup was stepped on did not get angry. Instead, he stared at the jade-like foot that raised the glass cup in front of it and licked it back and forth, and then drank the wine to his heart's content.

Although the female cultivator wore a veil studded with pearls, her eyes were a mixture of coldness and charm. No matter who she looked at, she seemed to be staring at her lover with mixed feelings of love and hate.

The sound of the jade chime suddenly turned urgent, and then:
Where the hem of Qingluan's skirt is slit, her jade legs are like a crescent moon breaking through the clouds.

When the red gauze flutters between her arms, it is like a phoenix rising from the flames.

The singing and dancing in the hall was first performed by one person, and then a group of female cultivators descended like celestial maidens.

The red gauze fluttered, the skirt swayed, and the snow-white skin was looming, which was beautiful beyond words.

Lu Cheng recognized the female cultivator who was leading the dance as the woman who had led him onto the boat before, but he did not expect that she was a disciple of Wan Miao.

As she turned and passed the guest seats, her fingertips lightly lifted the red gauze and brushed it across everyone's noses.

In an instant, the whole hall was filled with a sweet fragrance, but the jade-like face under the veil was as cold as frost.

Lu Cheng leaned on the black jade throne, looking at the monks who were drinking wildly below.

Although the many disciples behind Lu Cheng were also bewitched by the Five-Colored God, they were at least able to control themselves.

At this time, the twelve dancers' red gauze dropped from the air entangled with the green skirt of the main dancer into a blurred formation, sometimes like lotus flowers blooming, sometimes like embracing each other.

The most wonderful thing is that whenever the music gets louder and the skirts flutter, some exciting scenery will be revealed, but it will disappear in a flash.

At this time, in the front hall of the entire spirit boat, the Patriarch Hunxie was naturally sitting in the main seat in the middle, and on his left and right were the Heart-Eating Demon Patriarchs with blood-red hair and a majestic figure.

And a fairy with pink eyebrows and a slender figure, who is wrapped in a gorgeous palace dress but gives people a feeling of extreme teasing and temptation.

Lu Cheng sat in the second position to the right of Master Hunxie, which was second only to the three demons. Opposite Lu Cheng, Fairy Yin Cai was the true disciple of Madam Wan Miao, and her status was even higher than Yu Qingzi and Ghost Boy.

While the demons were feasting, watching dances and drinking, the Heart-Eating Ancestor on the high seat suddenly felt something bland in his mouth.

The old demon looked around and suddenly fixed his eyes on a female disciple behind Lu Cheng. He stretched out his hand and a red light with an extremely strong suction force appeared. He was about to pull her close to him and eat her heart.

No matter how badly the vast majority of cultivators present behaved, they were ultimately from orthodox sects, and most of them practiced improved magic techniques, with the goal of ascending to the earthly immortal realm in the future.

However, this Heart-Eating Ancestor is different from the others. The magic skill he specializes in is known as the "Orthodox Heavenly Demon" and is extremely powerful. He makes rapid progress, but in the future he plans to ascend to the ancient demon world.

The more one practices this authentic Heavenly Demon technique, the easier it is for one's mind to become alienated. The reason why the Heart-Eating Ancestor is called the Heart-Eating Ancestor is because he really likes to eat human hearts.

"Borrow the young lady's heart to help me drink!"

The female disciple who was sucked in by his magic power was named Hua Zishuang, and she was a registered disciple in the Qingyu Taoist Palace.

Today, because her chest was a little fatter, it actually aroused the appetite of the Heart-Eating Ancestor, which was an unprovoked disaster.

However, when the Heart-Eating Demon's gaze swept over him, Lu Cheng already became alert.

Although the Heart-Eating Demon was powerful and his spiritual awareness was fast, he was ultimately on guard against by Lu Cheng, so Hua Zishuang had not been sucked into his hand.

A jade-like fist appeared above the Heart-Eating Demon's head, and when the punch came down, it was like a huge mountain pressing down on his head.

"Alas!?"

The Heart-Eating Demon never imagined that Lu Cheng could cultivate such great and powerful magic power.

He immediately waved his hand to greet him.

A loud roar echoed throughout the spirit boat.

Lu Cheng was still sitting still, but thirty-six white jade fist shadows appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Each fist shadow carried a different meaning: fire in the south, gold in the west, water in the north, wood in the east, earth in the center... The five elements of fist meaning rotated endlessly, blocking the blood claws of the Heart-Eating Demon in the center between the two of them.

Lu Cheng suffered some losses in order to save people, but he expected that the enemy had the upper hand and was sure that the Heart-Eating Demon would not dare to be easily injured at this time, so his attack became more fierce.

It's just a pity for the female disciple Hua Zishuang. She only has the magic power of the Golden Core Realm. Although she is also a well-known cultivator in the outside world, but in front of the two Yuanshen Earth Immortals, she only felt the flashing white light and blood light all around her, and she wished she could faint.

A dazzling spiritual light burst out from the place where the fists and claws collided, and the aftermath shook the spiritual boat's protective formation to flicker. Several low-level demon cultivators who were too close were directly blown away by the air waves and hit the cabin wall, spitting blood. "Two Taoist friends, give me some face." The voice of the Hunxie Patriarch suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two people at the same time.

Both Lu Cheng and the Heart-Eating Demon felt their souls tremble slightly, and their fist shadows and bloody claws collided with each other and exploded with a loud bang.

However, Lu Cheng still had enough strength to use his remaining magic power to protect Hua Zishuang and pull her back to his side.

"Hehehe, so satisfying, I didn't expect you to have already taken that magic pill. Could it be that you have never experienced a calamity before, and you achieved the primordial spirit in your first life?

I think that if I cultivate the Tao in this life, I can achieve immortality in the next life!"

The Heart-Eating Ancestor licked the remaining fist force on his claws and said with a sinister smile: "Lord Lu is indeed as good as me in the left-handed style. Let's end today's matter here..."

"You're just going to let it go just because you want to hurt my disciple?"

Lu Cheng stood up, as if he was going to attack with all his strength in the next moment.

But at this time, Master Hunxie stopped him again and said in his mind: "Lord Lu, please look to me for everything. Your disciple has been wronged this time, and I will certainly compensate her. This old monster, Heart-Eating, is greedy, vicious and weird, but he is indeed very powerful as a genuine Heavenly Demon. He is our killer against the Yunxiao Mountain Orthodox Church, and we cannot let him die at this time.

After this incident, if he is lucky enough to survive, I, your elder brother, will definitely join you in killing this beast.'

The founder of Hunxie regards the Yunxiao Mountain lineage, which is at the peak of its prosperity, as the whetstone for his own path.

With his level of Taoism and magical powers, he could have tried to ascend long ago, but he preferred to stay in the mortal world and wanted to completely defeat the Yunxiao Mountain lineage and interrupt its momentum of growth.

Only in this way can one accumulate enough Taoist resources and make great progress after ascending to the earthly immortal world in the future.

Master Hunxie never believed that the Earthly Immortal Realm was a boundless paradise. He believed that everything in this world was fighting, fighting all the time:

Cultivating immortality is like sailing against the current, with thousands of boats competing to cross the Milky Way. From the moment you set foot on the path, you have been involved in an endless struggle between life and death.

To achieve immortality, one must not only have the courage to cut through the waves and clouds, but also face the nine heavenly tribulations and the inner demons of the sea of ​​blood. The founder of Hunxie has used the word "fighting" as his own Taoist merit and has been practicing till now.

"As long as you don't die, you will definitely be included in the Netherworld Blood Contract."

Lu Cheng knew that at this time, the Grandmaster Hunxie would never allow him to really fight with the Heart-Eating Demon.

Therefore, it is just to express the attitude and gain more benefits for Hua Zishuang.

After this incident, among the many evil demons on the spirit boat, no one dared to look down on the God of Ten Thousand Thunders of Sea and Land.

It was incredible that he could confront the Heart-Eating Ancestor, who was extremely cruel among the evil spirits and roamed the seven realms not long after being promoted to the Yuanshen.

Not long after the banquet, Patriarch Hunxie indeed sent people to deliver many elixirs and magic weapons. Although they were only of the fifth or sixth level, such a large number was enough to make a Yuanshen cultivator feel painful.

"Master, thank you for your help before. Please choose first."

At this time, Hua Zishuang was kneeling in front of Lu Cheng, holding a wooden tray in her hand, which was filled with elixirs and magic weapons, none of which was touched.

"Since you are my registered disciple, there is no reason for me to let you get killed in front of me. As for these spiritual objects, I no longer need them. You can take half of them and share the remaining half with your brothers and sisters."

"Yes, disciple, accept the order."

Hua Zishuang bowed respectfully before leaving.

Lu Cheng's advice to her was the best way to deal with this matter.

Hua Zishuang gained many benefits far beyond her own cultivation because of an opportunity, but it would be bad if her future cultivation was hindered by it.

And many of the disciples that accompanied Lu Cheng this time, basically every one of them had a good career and a bright future.

Although it seems that Hua Zishuang is suffering a loss by giving away many spiritual objects now, it is actually an excellent investment.

Four days later, both the good and evil sides arrived at the Golden Summit of Yunxiao Mountain.

In addition to the Founder of Hunxie, Yuqingzi, Ghost Boy, and Old Demon Tianqi, there are also the Heart-Eating Demon, Madam Wanmiao, Blood-Skull Demon Lord, Fairy Yin Cai, Baigu Zhenzun, Heisha Demon Lord and Dulong Zhenzun. Although Dulong Zhenzun did not take the spirit boat of the Founder of Hunxie, he still came.

In addition, Sikong Xun and his good friend Ye Yuanfeng came to help. Ye Yuanfeng's actions were both good and evil, and he had a strange reputation in the Tongtian Dharma Realm. Under the current circumstances, Patriarch Hunxie naturally welcomed him on the surface but was on guard against him in his heart.

In addition to these ancestor-level figures, there are also many demon sons and grandsons, demon disciples and demon servants. There are more than a hundred people in total, flying in the clouds and making fire, with a huge momentum.

In comparison, the Yunxiao Mountain Orthodox Church seemed much weaker. Although there were twelve renowned Yuanshen monks present, they were not accompanied by many disciples, and their number was less than half of that of the opposite side.

However, compared to the demon cultivators who were surrounded by many people and had more power, the disciples of the orthodox immortal cultivators were obviously much more capable, and even the magic weapons they carried were more sophisticated.

Orthodox monks truly train their disciples as disciples. Although they do many dirty and shameful things in private, they still have to save face overall.

When faced with this kind of sword battle between good and evil, disciples without sufficient magical powers would not be brought along, so as to avoid having to divert their attention to protect the enemy during the battle.

The Demon Cult has a large number of people and can even rally their disciples to fight off disasters when necessary. As for the casualties in the war, they can just leave it to fate.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest in white feathered robes stepped out from the group of orthodox practitioners. He was handsome and elegant, holding a whisk in his left hand and wearing a sword behind his back. He was a Taoist priest with the spirit of a feathered immortal.

He stepped forward and bowed, then said:

“I have known Master Hunxie since the time of Master Huai Zhenzi. Actually, we have been fighting on Yunxiao Jinding for thousands of years, with countless casualties. Four hundred years ago, Master Huai Zhenzi ascended to the upper realm and attained the Dao.

Master Hunxie is still unwilling to let it go and wants to continue the bloody fight like this?"

This person is the current head of the Yunxiao Mountain lineage, Wan Ziyi, the Lord of All Gods. His magic power is at the middle stage of the Yuanshen realm, which is naturally much weaker than that of the Patriarch Hunxie. They cannot be compared at all. However, there are several ascended monks in the Yunxiao Mountain lineage. Although the sect is not large, its foundation is extremely profound. The Taixu Qinglong sword on his back is one of the most powerful immortal swords in this lineage. With Wan Ziyi having this immortal sword in hand, even the Patriarch Hunxie would not dare to say that he can easily defeat him.

In addition, from what Wan Ziyi said at this time, it seems that the two lineages of Wuxie Mountain and Yunxiao Mountain actually have some roots and are divided into two factions.

However, that was something that happened a generation before the founder of Hunxie, so we won’t go into details here.

“Junior Brother Zi Yi, you clearly know that it is useless to talk, but you still want to say so many useless words. It is true that this Yunxiao Golden Summit was built by your Yunxiao Mountain, but will all the cultivators in the world let your Yunxiao Mountain lineage enjoy this ascension platform alone?

Since there is no point in talking any more, let's just fight with swords. How do you plan to fight? A one-on-one duel, or a fight to the death?"

(End of this chapter)