Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 71 Chiyang, Qingming (Bah, scumbag, you refuse to admit it even after you put on your pants, ha ha!)

First, he collected the main and auxiliary skills, and then collected the relevant books on elixirs, weapons, talismans, arrays, and the hundred arts of cultivation. After that, there was no space left in the storage tools that Lu Cheng carried with him.

Because it is filled with a large amount of monster materials obtained from hunting monsters in the past six months.

In the past half year, even though they had prepared many storage magic tools in advance and made full use of the ice room in the underground cave, the previous group had also reaped a lot of rewards from hunting the beast tide. Lu Cheng's storage magic tools were filled with carefully selected high-priced monster materials. If they were thrown away now, the loss would be greater than throwing away spirit stones.

But there are still many books in front of him that have not been put away, most of which are ancient historical books.

Not all classics in the world of immortal cultivation are recorded and stored in the form of jade slips, as jade slips also have some inherent defects, so other recording forms such as text books, silver pages and gold seals still exist.

"Hey, do you have any unfilled Qiankun bags?"

In Lu Cheng's opinion, of course he thought books were more important than spirit stones, so he asked the Yuan family father and daughter. When the Yuan family father and daughter heard this, they just stood up, and Lin Chuanli on the side said:
"No need to take those books specially. Most of the books here are backed up in the family library."

Well, that’s the essence of Burning Wood Mountain.

The storage devices on their bodies were already full, but the others were not as quick as Lu Cheng, so they were still busy identifying the value of the items and selecting them.

Lu Cheng could only walk aside and pick up a book to read.

A thin book, which was free from insects and rats, and therefore only had some dust on it. You could just brush off the dust and read:

It turns out that tens of thousands of years ago or even longer ago, in the last era of immortal cultivation, our Chiyang World was once extremely prosperous:

Innate, Qi training, foundation building, purple palace, golden elixir, primordial infant, primordial spirit.

The Taoist inheritance has never been interrupted, and basically every major sect has a Nascent Soul or even Soul-level cultivator in charge.

In that era, the lifespan of cultivators was not as short as it is now, and there was no such thing as forty-nine tribulations. The lifespan of cultivators who had achieved the Golden Elixir was often more than eight hundred years, and the lifespan of Nascent Soul cultivators was more than two thousand years. They also possessed a secret method to preserve their true spirits, and could retain their memories, overcome tribulations, and be reborn to continue their path. Such a Nascent Soul cultivator could almost stay in the world for four thousand years.

...I really want to live in that era of extremely prosperous civilization, so that I don’t have to spend so much time and energy studying formations for my family and be unable to make further progress on the path of cultivation.

The sky is vast, the stars move, and the orbits of our Chiyang World and Qingming World overlap, so a war broke out between the two worlds.

In that horrible catastrophe, almost all Nascent Soul and Soul Realm cultivators from both worlds were involved. The battle caused the earth to sink, the sea to dry up, and the sky to collapse.

Although the Chiyang World won the final victory, the counterattack of the Qingming World also caused great changes in the world of this world, almost leading to the extinction of the human race and the end of civilization. There was no final winner in this war.

At this moment, Lu Cheng discovered that Lin Qingyue was calculating with her hands and muttering something, walking towards the coffin in the main tomb chamber.

"Qingyue, what's wrong with you?"

"The mountains and rivers are eternally blessed: the mountains and rivers are salty, the mountains and rivers are different, moistened by wind and rain; the blessings are spread all year round: the blessings of heaven walk, the clouds move and the rain falls, and there is no desire to see its wonders."

Lin Qingyue muttered to herself, the hand gestures in her hands kept changing and calculating, then she shook her head and smiled:

"According to my previous calculations, there is a life-exit door in this tomb, inside the coffin, so..."

"We have gained enough this time. We should not disturb the peace of our predecessors anymore. It won't be much trouble if we go back the same way."

Lin Qingyue thought about it after hearing this, and nodded: "Yes, we shouldn't disturb Uncle Seventeen's sleep anymore."

Before, when Lu Cheng went to collect those Taoist books and classics, Lin Qingyue also noticed it, but she did not say anything to stop him, because it was not easy for a cultivator who married into the Lin family to obtain the core skills inheritance. Lin Qingyue did not want Lin Lie to be embarrassed by the family, so letting him get the skills now was the best way to achieve the best of both worlds.

After reading part of Lin Tianshu's notes, Lu Cheng became very interested, so he threw away some monster materials and put away all the history books.

Then, the five people filled up all their storage magic tools and exited the underground ancient tomb of Wanshou Mountain together along the original route.

Such a big harvest is a chance for cultivators, and most cultivators will hardly encounter it once in their lifetime. So even though Lu Cheng knew that this trip was dangerous, he did not refuse.

Not long after the five people returned along the same route.

An old Taoist priest, dressed in tattered robes and in a disheveled state, stumbled into the main tomb chamber.

"Opportunity!"

"My chance!"

He murmured to himself, refusing to die, and finally threw himself on the blood coffin in the main tomb. Then, he used all his strength to open the heavy coffin lid little by little with his hands and pushed it open:

In the coffin, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes and with an elegant face, lying there as if he was sleeping.

Beside him, there were several magical instruments, including flags, swords, gourds, ruyi, rulers, scissors, etc., all of which had an extraordinary aura.

"Hahahahahaha, a bunch of ignorant youngsters who don't know the secrets of the formation. The biggest life gate of this formation is right here, and the biggest treasure is also..."

Just as Fang Yanling was laughing wildly and relieving the depression in his heart, the gray-haired middle-aged Taoist lying in the coffin, as if because it had been too long, his skin quickly melted when it came into contact with the air, revealing a bloody red texture.

At the same time, he, or rather it, opened its eyes and looked at Fang Yanling who was laughing wildly beside the coffin. When the two looked at each other, Fang Yanling suddenly stopped laughing.

The next moment, a huge suction force bound Fang Yanling and dragged him into the coffin. The coffin lid was entangled by a black gas, flew up, and fell down again.

boom.

With a muffled sound, a large amount of dark red blood gushed out from the cracks on the four sides of the coffin. At first, there were sounds of struggle and bone cracking, but after a while, there was nothing, and the ancient tomb once again returned to its former tranquility.

On the other side, Lu Cheng and his group have gradually walked out of the underground ancient tomb area.

Seeing the sky again and the green trees and mountains, everyone's depressed mood was relieved.

At this time, Lin Chuanli, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and stopped, as if he wanted to say something to Lin Qingyue and Lu Cheng behind him.

The Yuan family father and daughter, who were in a relaxed mood, passed him by, but at this moment, Lin Chuanli raised his palms and hit the two people on the back.

The force that hit Yuan Xiaodie's back was condensed and exhaled, so she fainted all of a sudden.

The force that hit Yuan Wuwang's back was absorbed and taken in. The Duotian Hualing Great Method took the blood back to Yuan Chuanli. One could see the yellow-haired old man's muscles rising and falling, as if something was rapidly pouring into Lin Chuanli's body. In just a few breaths, half of Yuan Wuwang's body muscles shriveled up. At the same time, a bright red flashed across Lin Chuanli's face, whose vitality was originally depleted.

"what are you doing?"

Lu Cheng didn't expect that Lin Chuanli would dare to do this in front of him.

He frowned slightly, then drew his sword and swept it towards Lin Chuanli's arm.

However, Lin Chuanli seemed to be prepared for this. He took out a pitch-black iron staff from his sleeve, which was engraved with nine magical dragons and surrounded by clouds of fire. When the sword and the staff collided, the blazing magic power transmitted from the iron staff was astonishingly domineering.

However, a golden edge appeared on the Chunjun sword, and the sword and the staff were in conflict. A blazing fire knife slashed across Lu Cheng's face, and Lin Chuanli was also forced back by the golden sword light.

The seriously injured Yuan Wuwang fell to the ground with a thud, gasping for breath.

"Lin Chuanli, what are you doing?"

Lin Qingyue summoned a flying sword and stood between the two of them. She pointed the sword at Lin Chuanli, indicating to Lu Cheng that she had no prior knowledge of this.

"If you don't want to share their property, then that's fine. One foundation-building pill is enough to get rid of them. Why bother to do it at this time? If the news gets out, who will dare to trust my Lin family?"

"Aunt Qingyue, you are confused about business, right? Where is this place? The Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain is near the Never-Sleeping City, thousands of miles away from the Burning Wood Mountain."

"No one can be trusted here except the people of the Lin family. We are one of the sixteen evil sects in the world. We can't trust anyone except our own relatives!"

After saying that, Lin Chuanli raised the Nine-Fierce Magic Wand in his hand and sneered at Lu Cheng:
"Lin Lie, you are also a descendant of my Lin family, and you are already married to Aunt Qingyue. Today, you killed this Yuan Wuwang with one sword in front of me. From now on, you and I will be brothers, and together we will carry forward the Burning Wood Mountain Dharma lineage."

"I am not afraid to tell you that I have already notified the elders of the clan through the communication talisman. The elders of the Burning Wood Mountain clan may arrive at any time. By then, I will not be as easy to talk to as I am now."

There was a moment of silence during the confrontation. Normally, Lin Chuanli had some respect for Lin Qingyue, but when he let go of his full ferocity, Lin Qingyue alone could not suppress him.

“…You can lie to Yuan Wuwang and Yuan Xiaodie with these words, but you are lying to me? Not to mention whether you dare to send such a thing through a long-distance communication talisman. Even if you dare, when the elders of the Lin family arrive, how much of everything here will you get?” “Based on my understanding of you, you wish you could kill Qingyue and me as well, devour the world, and monopolize the spiritual objects here.”

Lu Cheng slowly moved the Chunjun sword in his hand and took a sword stance to face Lin Chuanli.

"Hahahaha, well, I've been wanting to have a fight with you to see which one is more powerful, your Forty-Nine Heavenly Swords or my Nine-Fierce Magic Wand!"

The "blood-recovering and soul-restoring" technique in the "Duotian Hualing" technique is a forbidden technique used by the direct lineage monks of Burning Wood Mountain to save their lives. Once used, it is very easy to pollute the foundation of Taoism and even sever the future path.

However, this technique is often used at a critical moment, and one cannot care about anything else at that time. The effect obtained in return is that one's own condition can be restored to its original state or even improved in a short period of time.

If it were under normal circumstances, Lin Chuanli would never fight with Lu Cheng. He judged that with his cheap uncle's swordsmanship at its peak, it would probably take less than fifty moves for him to kill him.

But at this moment, this cheap uncle had just killed a late-stage foundation-building cultivator. Although I don’t know how he did it, the other party’s injuries were definitely not light:

Defeating or even killing him could greatly satisfy one's repressed evil nature and would be of great benefit to one's future path.

Taoists cultivate the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, and the magic path also cultivates the devil's heart, devil's nature and devil's thoughts. With the arrogance that Lin Chuanli has developed over the years, he admits that he is far inferior to others, and even fears one person for a long time. This is definitely a thing that suppresses the improvement of his own magic skills.

One thing needs to be specially mentioned here. Lin Chuanli is the most outstanding successor of one of the sixteen evil sects in the world. In the environment where he grew up, apart from his predecessors, there were almost no fellow cultivators who could suppress him. That's why he could develop such a devilish heart and nature, and make rapid progress in his cultivation. However, not all devilish cultivators in the world take this path. Some have twists and turns, and some have been dependent on others from the beginning, and of course they won't have such a heart and nature.

After performing the Blood-Restoring Technique, the mana strength in Lin Chuanli's body increased by at least 50%, and was still growing. Although the momentum of his magic power had slowed down at this time, it would be no problem to double it in the end. Although this was a short-term improvement by taking away the blood and mana of a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, the sequelae would definitely be considerable.

But at this moment, Lin Chuanli's strength is even more terrifying than when he was in his heyday.

He flew up and attacked, waving the Nine-Fire Magic Wand. Several fire dragons flew around his body, and a blazing dark red fireball shot out from the magic wand and attacked Lu Cheng.

With magical power far beyond the normal level, the third-level magic wand artifact, like the explosion of a fire thunder bead, attacked the Taoist who was seriously injured with all his strength.

Facing Lin Chuanli's attack, which was at the peak of his abilities in all aspects, Lu Cheng raised his hand and shot out an iron ball:
Tianleizi.

Speaking of which, this Heavenly Thunder Seed was obtained from Yuan Wuwang. Now using it on Lin Chuanli can be considered a cycle of cause and effect, retribution.

Boom.

The heavenly thunder and the fire thunder exploded at the same time.

Lin Chuanli, who had just reached the peak of his condition in all aspects, felt as if his meridians were burning with pain due to the collision of thunder and fire.

"How is it possible? This guy fought Fang Yanling, who was at the eighth level of foundation building, and he didn't even use the Heavenly Thunder Seed? How did he win?"

What's even more terrifying is that since the spreading of lightning and fire, an extremely sharp will has been condensed on him.

The next moment, the fear became reality. The Taoist was wrapped in sword light and broke out from the slightly expanding sea of ​​fire. Although his body was on fire in many places, his magic power was able to disperse and expand, so he was not seriously injured.

There was a sharp whistle in the air, as if someone was blowing a bamboo whistle.

However, the reality was that there were sword lights in Lu Cheng's hands, changing constantly, and they quickly slashed at every vital acupoint on Lin Chuanli's body.

Not to mention the various sharp changes that followed, the dazzling and complex sword light alone was enough to make Lin Chuanli dizzy and unable to fight back.

"Go away!"

A roar was heard. Lin Chuanli, who had never expected the situation to take such a sudden turn for the worse, was so angry that he shook the Nine-Fierce Magic Wand in his hand violently. Nine fire dragons that looked like living creatures flew out and then quickly grew larger, wrapping around and protecting his body. The flames inside were violently surging, showing that the state was extremely unstable.

Lin Chuanli originally wanted to overpower the opponent with his force, but his force was broken, allowing Lu Cheng to get into close combat swordplay distance. Lu Cheng controlled the Chunjun Flying Sword, making the sword energy cold and the sword light dense, like the bright moon in a cold winter night, shining everywhere and launching attacks from every corner.

His movements are erratic, like a ghost.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, boom, boom, boom, boom.

One after another, flaming dragons bit out, but were avoided by Lu Cheng like ghostly phantoms.

However, the power of Lin Chuanli's Fire Dragon Technique was becoming weaker and weaker.

At this moment, under Lin Chuanli's full control, the Chunjun Sword controlled by Lu Cheng was finally bitten by two fire dragons. Then the remaining fire dragons followed closely, tightly restraining the changes in the sword light to prevent it from breaking free.

"Caught!"

But before Lin Chuanli could even feel ecstasy, he had already seen the cold eyes of the young Taoist priest when he got close to him.

"Using a magical weapon beyond your own realm across realms has both advantages and disadvantages. You simply cannot use other magical weapons, right? But I can."

Clang.

The Chunjun Sword was restrained by the fire dragons, and Lu Cheng directly swung it out, but the next moment, the sharp edge of the Fiery Golden Sword filled Lin Chuanli's entire vision.

puff.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in the elbow.

As the sharp edge of the flaming golden sword flashed across, Lin Chuanli's arm holding the Nine-Flame Magic Wand was thrown high into the air.

The blazing sword energy rushed into his body through the wound, instantly causing Lin Chuanli's magic power to become chaotic and his internal organs to burn.

Bang, clang.

His body fell to the ground, and the Nine-Fierce Magic Wand, which symbolized the most promising monk of the younger generation in Burning Wood Mountain, also fell to the ground.

Lin Chuanli looked palely at the Taoist holding the sword getting closer and closer to him.

Clang.

The long sword held by Lu Cheng was blocked by a long sword as cold as ice.

The purple-clothed female cultivator, Lin Qingyue, finally stood in front of Lin Chuanli.

"call."

"Come with me. Although the Lin family has some accumulation, the accumulation of demonic nature is also deep and unfathomable. You practice the righteous path and immerse yourself here. You may benefit a little at first, but you will be trapped by the demons in the end."

"Follow you? Where to? I am from the Lin family. I was born here, grew up here, and will die here. I am a cultivator of the Lin family!"

In extreme excitement, Lin Qingyue swung a sword at Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng retreated as the icy sword flashed past his eyes. Then the purple-clothed female cultivator seemed to have used up all her strength in just one blow. She stumbled out and fell to the ground.

"I am a cultivator of the Lin family. The family gave birth to me, raised me, gave me the skills, and provided me with training. I cannot betray the Lin family."

On one side were her family, parents, relatives, friends, and sister, and on the other side was her lover. Lin Qingyue fell there, almost unable to stand up.

"..."

Lu Cheng stepped forward and kicked Lin Chuanli unconscious, then stripped off all the storage magic tools on his body. He could not kill him for the time being, otherwise, given the degree of importance he showed, Qingyue would not be able to take responsibility.

"do not Cry."

The Taoist picked up Lin Qingyue gently from behind and wiped away her tears softly.

"Rejoice when fate comes, forget when fate leaves. Don't forget that we are cultivators. Even if it's thousands of years, as long as we succeed in our cultivation, why worry about not seeing each other again?"

"This Lin Chuanli cannot be trusted. Suppress him until one day, you can replace him. In the magic world, the strong prey on the weak. He cannot and dare not admit his failure to the Lin family. The time he can conceal is your opportunity!"

After doing all this, Lu Cheng brought the Yuan family father and daughter down from the top of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain on his sword. From then on, there was no obstacle for the trapped dragon to ascend to heaven.

(End of this chapter)