Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 85: Huoyun Mansion Serves Ghost Gate and Exchanges Disciples for Treasures (Late Update)

One sword cuts thunder, one sword kills people.

Not only did these two swords successfully save the lives of Chen Qingfeng and Chen Qingyun, but they also made Tang Shi, who was following behind Lu Cheng, feel his scalp tingling.

He has been cultivating to the foundation-building stage for many years, and he also has an alien poisonous insect like the Thousand-winged Flying Centipede that is good at flying. Of course, he can keep up with Lu Cheng's sword escape speed.

But in order to save the Chen brothers and sisters, Lu Cheng used a magical method that he would not easily use to enhance his own spiritual awareness and scan around, so that he could gain timely insight and successfully save the Chen brothers and sisters.

But when Lu Cheng slashed out those two swords, Tang Shi clearly saw that he activated the flying sword from a distance of ten miles away, almost twenty miles away:

A Qi-cultivating monk can fly the sword for a hundred feet, a foundation-building monk can fly the sword for ten miles, a monk who condenses his evil spirit and refines his energy can fly the sword for a hundred miles, and a Jindan immortal can fly the sword for a thousand miles to cut off heads.

And Lu Cheng was just over ten miles away. In order to rescue people in time, he sent out two swords in succession. He used the Red Flame Flying Sword to stack swords, and the Red Flame Fiery Twin Swords to cut through the Thunder Whip, and then used the Red Flame Pure Twin Swords to kill the cultivator of the same level who claimed to be a disciple of Huoyun Mansion.

The spiritual awareness of a cultivator who has established his foundation cannot exceed ten miles. Let's not talk about the fact that Lu Cheng has only established his foundation for a short time, so whether his spiritual awareness can reach ten miles is not enough. Even if Huoyun Mansion has superior techniques for cultivating spiritual awareness, the magic power of a cultivator who has established his foundation is not enough to control the sword and cut ten miles away.

"In other words, the two swords were completely out of control. The wind force, the falling, the sword track... How can one practice such a superior sword technique?"

It was because he understood that he felt it even more terrified. Tang Shi simply couldn't imagine how terrifying and incredible his brother Lu's swordsmanship would be when he was within the range of spiritual consciousness.

"But those two swords are so fast and fierce that I may not be able to block them!"

At this time, Lu Cheng had already fallen down, and the Chen brothers and sisters had also recovered from the ecstasy of escaping death.

"Brother Lu!" Chen Qingyun was surprised and happy as he looked at Senior Brother Lu, whom he had not seen for several years and who had already advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage. He did not expect that Chen Qingfeng's words hit the nail on the head.

"Brother Lu, the one you just killed was a disciple of the Yigui Sect. They still have two more people. We can't let them take the news back to Huoyun Mansion!"

Compared to his sister, Chen Qingfeng reacted faster and was better able to grasp the importance of the situation.

At this moment, a dark blue and ferocious ghost shadow emerged from the body of Chi Songzi. Its aura was not weak, and it also had the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment.

However, Lu Cheng's sword had just pierced his mind, and before he could even protect his master, he was killed.

"Photography."

Lu Cheng flicked his sleeves and threw out a talisman. The talisman flew out and stuck to the phantom blue ghost and burned. A dark red hole appeared in the void, swallowed the dazed ghost and turned it into Chijun's domain.

This Chijun talisman is only so useful when used to catch ghosts, but it is also a powerful weapon against ghosts.

"Please tell me what is going on."

Lu Cheng stepped forward to heal Chen Qingfeng and took out a healing pill to feed him. Tang Shi, who was standing by, did the same to Chen Qingyun.

Most people in the world believed that Huoyun Mansion was one of the eight orthodox religions in the world, the state religion of the Tang Dynasty, and a powerful and prosperous sect. However, Lu Cheng knew that the real disciples of Huoyun Mansion, even including old servants, handymen, cooks and dogs, were no more than fifty people in total.

The reason why Huoyun Mansion could become one of the eight orthodox religions in the world was because of its founder, the ancestor Chi Shenzi. He inherited the lineage of the ancient sword immortals and cultivated a top-grade golden elixir. Therefore, even if he only appeared in the world occasionally, it was like a dragon appearing, and no one would dare to despise even a scale or a claw.

Perhaps taking into account the fact that there are too few true disciples of the Fire Cloud Mansion, the Red God Son opened up a spiritual vein that can be occupied but not monopolized. He allowed the miscellaneous cultivators who gathered here to build caves here at will. Among them were good and bad, there were righteous cultivators, evil cultivators, as well as sects that were closer to the devil, such as the Walking Corpse Cave, the Ghost Taming Sect, and the Miaoyu Cave.

Therefore, it was not entirely false for Nan Songzi to claim that he was a disciple of Huoyun Mansion. In the eyes of many people, he really was a cultivator of Huoyun Mansion.

Unfortunately, he met Lu Cheng. He knew the attitude of Chi Shen Zi towards these cultivators. If the fake met the real, of course he would die immediately.

"…My master was refining the evil spirit of the Heavenly Dragon's true form at Longshou Mountain, but he accidentally discovered a precious medicine that was about to mature. If we get it, it can help us refine our true form, saving us years of hard work. But when the precious medicine matured, we met the Ghost Sect's Youyun Patriarch. Master used a trick to take the treasure away, but we were hunted down by Youyun Patriarch's disciples and had to flee back to Southern Xinjiang."

Chen Qingfeng looked a little painful when he said this, but he also knew that if he didn't explain clearly, Lu Cheng would not kill for them again.

So he gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his heart, and told the truth.

There are seventy-two kinds of original earthly evil spirits and thirty-six kinds of heavenly evil spirits in this world, but there are countless mixed evil spirits and mixed evil spirits.

Uncle Fan Xiuhui condensed the evil spirit of the Heavenly Dragon's True Form, which shows that he has great ambitions. However, there are only a few precious medicines that can grow under the overbearing evil spirit of the Heavenly Dragon's True Form, and there is only one left that can refine the true form of a cultivator.

"Dragon Blood Precious Medicine, Uncle Fan stole someone else's Life-Extending Herb?"

"It's not robbery. That medicinal herb is unguarded. Besides, this natural treasure belongs to those with virtue. Cough cough." Chen Qingfeng became emotional when he heard this and started coughing violently.

Lu Cheng increased his magic power to suppress and sort out the floating blood in his body. But he did not believe Chen Qingfeng's words.

Longshou Mountain is not some dangerous or secret place. The reason why the evil energy of the true form of the dragon is still abundant there is because this evil energy is extremely overbearing. Few cultivators can refine it into magic power. After they have succeeded in practicing it, apart from a few superior techniques of refining the magic power, they cannot make further progress. Therefore, few people use it to condense the evil energy.

In addition, there are many medicinal herbs there. How can the dragon blood medicine grow to maturity if no one is looking after it? If there is no one to take care of the herbs, how can they grow naturally? The mountain will melt.

There is definitely something wrong with Uncle Fan’s opportunity this time.

But Lu Cheng and the Chen brothers and sisters have been friends for many years, and the Ghost Gate Master Youyun is a cultivator of the evil sect...

"I'm doing justice for the heavens. I've already robbed the old ghost. Am I going to let that old ghost live for hundreds of years and kill more people?"

Lu Cheng thought so in his heart, patted Chen Qingfeng on the shoulder and stood up. Of course, he didn't say these words out loud.

Because the Taoist Tang Shi in front of him, his master is the leader of the Southern Demon Cult and a giant of the evil cultivators in Southern Xinjiang, everyone would be embarrassed if this was said.

"Brother Tang, it seems that we have to go through some trouble to cut off the news, otherwise Patriarch Youyun will definitely come to our door and cause more trouble."

Over the years, Lu Cheng has thoroughly understood all the memories of his previous life, and therefore knows some of the background of the Youyun Patriarch. After the cultivator has established the ninth level of the foundation and has achieved great success in the mysterious skills, there are no obstacles to the cultivation of the two levels of Ningsha and Liangang until the golden elixir. As long as you have a superior mental method, you can cultivate all the way up.

However, the two realms of Condensing Evil and Refining Gang are the key to cultivation. If you make a mistake, all the steps will go wrong. In the two realms of Condensing Evil and Refining Gang, doing the right thing or doing the wrong thing can easily make your cultivation level a hundred times worse.

The best place to condense evil spirit is extremely difficult to find. Even if one has cultivated a pure and true evil spirit, once the wrong energy is melted, all previous efforts will be ruined. Therefore, although these two steps seem easy, there are actually countless cultivators who are stuck here.

The Ghost Gate Master Youyun is a perfect example. He cultivated his pure True Evil to the pinnacle, but then he had no way to advance because he cultivated his True Evil too extreme and could not find a matching Refining Technique. He has been stuck at the ninth level of Condensing Evil, watching his body age and his path being destroyed. This is torture for a cultivator.

Not only that, as long as a Qi-cultivating cultivator breaks through the foundation-building stage, he will have a lifespan of about two hundred years, no matter if he is at the first or ninth level of the foundation-building stage. A cultivator in the Condensing Evil Realm can live to more than four hundred years old, and a cultivator in the Refining Gang Realm can live to more than four hundred and ninety years old. However, there are also many cultivators in the Condensing Evil Realm who die naturally at more than three hundred years old. The gap is huge.

The former often have elixirs that prolong lifespan and sophisticated health-preserving techniques, while the latter often have fierce and extreme evil spirits, such as the cultivators like Youyun, the ancestor of Yiguimen.

Ancestor Youyun is already over three hundred years old, and when a cultivator reaches a certain level of cultivation, he can naturally sense his approximate lifespan. So, when his precious dragon blood elixir used to prolong life was taken away from him, Lu Cheng could fully imagine how crazy this old monster was at this moment.

"Looking at Qingfeng's face and Qingyun's expression, I'm afraid they are also abandoned in this matter. If I can help them suppress it, I will help them suppress it. If that old monster Youyun really attacks, I will have no choice but to take them and flee to the Southeast Forest Sea, or return to Huoyun Mansion."

In Lu Cheng's mind, returning to Huoyun Mansion has always been a very last option.

Even if he had to go back in the future, the longer he could go, the better, because he was reborn by taking over another body. The longer he could go, the fewer flaws he would have, and the less likely it would be that the Red God's Son Patriarch would find out. With his life at stake, he naturally had to be more cautious.

"What are you going to do, Brother Lu?"

Lu Cheng flew up on his sword, while Tang Shi followed beside him riding the Thousand-winged Flying Centipede and asked.

"Looking at the situation, Uncle Fan is very capable. Old Monster Youyun has cultivated his skills to a level that is as low as a dog's. He has already allowed Uncle Fan to escape with the precious medicine. That's why he sent a few disciples to force Qingfeng and Qingyun to find Uncle Fan."

"I will capture these people one by one. It would be best if the old monster can't chase me here. If he chases me here, he won't dare to touch me until I kill all his disciples."

Although Lu Cheng was proud of his extraordinary killing skills, he did not think that he was invincible in the world just because of his foundation building skills.

The biggest difference between Qi training and foundation building cultivators is whether they can condense their spiritual consciousness. The difference between foundation building cultivators and those who condense their evil spirits and refine their spiritual power is a difference of ten or a hundred times in absolute mana.

Monks in the Condensing Sha and Refining Gang realms can condense the true breath of heaven and earth and integrate it into their own magic power. The increase in magic power cannot be compared with the normal breathing of heaven and earth by the monks. The difference in mana is a hundred or even several hundred times, so the body protection magic power of the monks in the Condensing Sha and Refining Gang realms can challenge the magic tools and flying swords of the foundation-building monks. The gap is so big that it cannot be made up by skills.

"Actually, Brother Lu, there's no need to worry so much. If that old monster Youyun dares to come to Southern Xinjiang, I can ask my master to take action and make sure he never returns." Tang Shi said with a smile on his face.

"...Brother Tang, you should have heard that Qingfeng and Qingyun were abandoned by Uncle Fan. I'm afraid the relationship between master and disciple will end after this incident. If you ask the Yinshan Patriarch to help, we can't get the dragon blood medicine at all."

The dragon blood elixir is of no use to Yinshan Zhenren, but it can be used to bestow upon disciples and cultivate poisonous insects. So if there is a way, holding such a rare treasure can indeed ask Yinshan Zhenren to take action once. However, without a way like Tang Shi, ordinary cultivators cannot even enter Moyun Cave.

Lu Cheng and Tang Shi were chatting and flying when they saw two black lights flying in the distance. Judging from their magic, they were disciples of the Yigui Sect.

They were originally a little cautious, after all, they might encounter the ruthless female cultivator Fan Xiuhui.

But after these days, the two Ghost Gate Foundation Establishment cultivators had concluded that Fan Xiuhui had fled far away and her two disciples were fleeing for their lives, so they relaxed their vigilance.

"Let's not capture them yet, let's see if there are any other brothers nearby."

Tang Shi followed all the way and was willing to help, and Lu Cheng did not refuse in the end.

The two men attacked at the same time and pressed towards the two Ghost Sect's foundation-building monks.

Tang Shi also used two sword lights. The sword lights were pure dark green, but upon closer inspection, they were actually two green snakes, half poison and half sword, half alive and half dead. Once they attacked the opponent, the snake heads would even open their eyes and twist and bite.

Because neither of them tried their best, they were able to witness the exquisiteness of the Ghost-controlling Sect's magic this time.

The monks of this sect are proficient in talismans, and every foundation-building monk cultivates a ghost servant with the same cultivation level as himself. The ghost servant is equivalent to a top-grade magical weapon, but its power is even greater than that of the previous one, and it can be used for both attack and defense.

However, after the two sides fought for several rounds, seeing that the two men still did not activate the talisman to summon people, Lu Cheng knew that there were no more of their fellow disciples nearby, so he used his hand gestures and magic power.

The sword lights of the two swords of Red Flame and Fiery Fire became several times faster and fiercer, and their sharpness was more than doubled. Seeing this, Tang Shi no longer concealed his tricks.

The Thousand-Winged Flying Centipede pounced on him and sprayed poison powder at the two monks. Tang Shi stood on its back and held it in front of him, spraying out a stream of green fire. The two poisons combined, not to mention the defensive magic weapons of the two Ghost-Controlling Sect monks, even their ghosts were melted in the poisonous fire.

"what!"

The two Ghost Gate Foundation Establishment monks each took out their life-saving talismans and were about to activate them, but Lu Cheng on the other side reached out and grabbed at the void.

The two Ghost-Controlling Sect monks felt the magic power in their bodies floating, and suddenly some of their magic power disappeared. They couldn't even activate the high-level talismans in their hands.

"The Heaven-stealing Spirit of Burning Wood Mountain!"

"How can there be such power..."

Those who are good at raising Gu in southern Xinjiang may not be the Gu Shen Sect monks, but the characteristics of Ranmu Mountain's Heaven-stealing and Spirit-transforming Great Method are too obvious.

Seeing this, Lu Cheng's expression changed, and he slowed down the collapse of one of the men's magic power, allowing him to successfully activate a high-level communication talisman, which he threw high into the air.

"Fellow Daoist from the Lin family, we are cultivators from Huoyun Mansion. Is there any misunderstanding here?"

Before the word "meet" came out of his mouth, a sword flashed behind them, and the two Ghost Sect monks were knocked unconscious by Lu Cheng's red flame sword. They fell from the air and were caught by the Thousand-Winged Flying Centipede that had been prepared.

(End of this chapter)