Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 323 Void Refinement Completed! The Weak Water Black River Reappears! (Long Chapter of 10,000 Words)
Early the next morning.

The sun did not rise as usual.

Dark clouds filled the sky, and torrential rain poured down.

The entire capital was shrouded in mist; while not exactly lifeless, it was close enough.

Inside the Yangxin Hall.

Wisps of sandalwood incense filled the air.

Emperor Dakang, dressed in plain clothes with his hair casually draped behind him, sat cross-legged facing the main gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation with his eyes slightly closed.

Of course, the doors to the Hall of Mental Cultivation were closed.

Inside, flickering candlelight illuminated the surroundings.

At this moment, behind Emperor Dakang, a Taoist priest dressed in a black and white robe slowly appeared.

That Taoist priest was none other than...

It was Xuan Yangzi of the Jie Tian Sect.

"Normally, the Immortal Master never leaves the Three Talents Formation. Why has he decided to move to my Hall of Mental Cultivation today?"

Emperor Da Kang stood up, seemingly surprised, and said, "Could it be that Chen Huangpi, even the Immortal Master finds it troublesome?"

Last night, he revealed the matter of Chen Huangpi to the Taoist priest of the Jietian Sect.

As for their explanations, they're nothing more than the same old thing.

It is suspected that this person is the one who broke into the underground prison and came into contact with the evil god of wide eyes.

Xuan Yangzi knew that the Emperor of Da Kang was using someone else's strength against him.

But he doesn't care.

Because Chen Huangpi used the concealment technique of a brass oil lamp at that time.

All that was known was that such a person existed, but no one knew exactly who he was, what he looked like, or how old he was, so Emperor Da Kang's reasoning was not flawed.

It's nothing more than a little bit of scheming and calculation.

This is normal; that's how it is for ordinary people in barren lands.

"That person was taught by Tai Sui."

Xuan Yangzi said indifferently, "I only glanced at him from afar and I could tell where he came from. He had the Tai Sui Demon Slayer Sword, the Tai Sui Demon Slayer Sword, the Tai Sui Evil Slayer Sword, and that sword was a replica of the Tai Sui Killing Sword."

The Tai Sui Killing Sword was the abbot's personal sword, which was later renamed Dongzhen.

Although Chen Huangpi's method is a bit strange and unorthodox.

But the swordsmanship is not evil.

The proper swordsmanship of the Tai Sui sect.

There are two sacred places for cultivating swordsmanship in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty: the Tai Sui Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Among them, Wanjian Pavilion is located in Nandao Prefecture. Yi Qingzhou, who was made into a Void Realm cultivator by Chen Huangpi, came from Wanjian Pavilion. However, he did not like swordsmanship, so he became a disciple of the abbot.

However, the sword techniques of Wanjian Pavilion and Tai Sui Sect are completely different.

Disciples of the three religions can tell whether something is genuine or fake just by smelling it, let alone seeing it.

"Tai Sui Teachings".

Emperor Da Kang was taken aback; he truly hadn't expected that Chen Huangpi was actually a follower of the Tai Sui sect.

Although in the past, there were Taoist priests from the Tai Sui sect who came to Dakang.

But those Taoist priests gave him a completely different feeling from Chen Huangpi. They were very stubborn and cold-hearted, and their attitude towards him was not good. They basically didn't interact with him much on weekdays.

It's as if the people from the Tai Sui sect don't like him.

On the other hand, Chen Huangpi is really strange.

Thinking of this, Emperor Da Kang frowned and said, "So, Chen Huangpi, like the Immortal Master, is an immortal from the upper realm?"

The upper realm is also known as the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

This place has been separated from the human world since Emperor Chen declared it his own.

Moreover, there are even true immortals among them, so they should naturally be respectfully addressed as the Upper Realm.

Xuan Yangzi shook his head and then nodded, saying in an uncertain tone, "My group of people have been in this mortal realm for nearly a hundred years, and no other Daoists from the Three Talents Formation have come here during that time."

He wouldn't tell the Great Kang Emperor that there was a bronze gate inside the Three Talents Formation.

Because it involves too many secrets.

The key issue is that the bronze door is now broken.

They couldn't return to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, so they could only wait and hope that when the time came to go, the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty would notice something was wrong and send someone over to see what was going on.

However, the road between the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty and the mortal world had long been destroyed.

Without the Bronze Gate, the price to pay for descending to the lower realm is enormous, and it's probably not something that can be resolved in a short time.

But that's the problem.

Emperor Da Kang was exceptionally intelligent and immediately saw through Xuan Yangzi's doubts.

After a moment's thought, he feigned confusion and asked, "Since no one came to Dakang during that time, how did Chen Huangpi get here? Could it have come from somewhere else?"

"This is also what I don't understand."

Xuan Yangzi, filled with doubt, said in a deep voice, "As far as I know, only the Great Kang and the Immortal Dynasty in the mortal realm have interconnected formations. If he wasn't there before us and had been lingering in the mortal realm, then..."

He paused abruptly, unwilling to continue.

Because he felt that, no matter what, since Chen Huangpi was a member of the Tai Sui Sect, and this person suddenly appeared in the human world, whether he had been there before or had just arrived recently, it meant that the Tai Sui Sect might be up to something.

The upheaval in the world is about to end.

Perhaps the Taoists of the Tai Sui Sect can no longer resist the urge to travel to the Ten Thousand Mountains to find that Taoist Master.

Not everyone wanted to see that Dao Lord die with the heavens.

"Those middlemen from the Tai Sui Cult are truly disgusting!"

Xuan Yangzi thought bitterly to himself, "Your family's most precious treasure has also been stolen. Why do you still have to be so fixated on that person? Wouldn't it be better to wait for the Yellow Heaven to descend upon us with my Jie Tian Sect?"

The relationship between the three religions in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty was not exactly good, but mutual insults and slander were ingrained in their very being.

The Jietian Cult is a group of thieves who enjoy petty theft.

Bai Lingtian is a charlatan who talks nonsense all day long.

The Tai Sui Sect is full of middlemen who have completely lost the integrity of sword cultivators.

Before their sect leader and that Daoist master had merged with the Dao, they fought a hundred rounds of swordsmanship. In the end, the leader lost by a single sword strike and gave away their sect's most treasured treasure, the Tai Sui Killing Sword.

Instead of feeling ashamed, they took pride in it.

They immediately started reselling counterfeit Tai Sui killing swords, as well as the same style of Taoist robes and ceremonial garments.

Instead of thinking about how to get that sword back, he's been acting like a lunatic, researching business all day long.

The key is to just do business.

They made a fortune from it. According to the records that Xuan Yangzi had read, many cultivators in the Tai Sui Sect who were originally of average talent made a fortune from this business, and quite a few of them became immortals in a short time.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they had some amazing skills!

Therefore, Xuan Yangzi now feels that...

The boy, Chen Huangpi, dressed in a tattered Taoist robe and wielding a replica of the Tai Sui Killing Sword, was definitely a vanguard sent by the Tai Sui Sect. If the Ten Thousand Mountains hadn't been sealed off, this kid probably wouldn't have shown up in the capital.

At this moment, the Emperor of Dakang spoke up: "Immortal Master, although I have had contact with the Tai Sui Sect, I do not know much about them. How do they compare to the Jie Tian Sect and the Bai Ling Tian Sect?"

"What's the point of comparing a bunch of middlemen?"

Xuan Yangzi sneered, "This Chen Huangpi is probably the most talented and powerful disciple among the younger generation of the Tai Sui Sect. My Jie Tian Sect has a more powerful holy son than him!"

All three religions have the concept of a "sacred son".

That is, the future successor of their own great religion.

However, I haven't heard of any holy son of the Tai Sui Sect. After all, although the Tai Sui Killing Sword returned to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, it has always been in the immortal palace called Shangyuque.

They don't even bother with the Tai Sui cult.

Without the sword energy endorsed by the Tai Sui Killing Sword, the Tai Sui Sect would never have a Holy Son.

It was as if she felt that her words were uncouth.

Xuan Yangzi added, "Last night, he wielded his sword in the capital, and his momentum was at its peak. Although I wanted to take action against him, I encountered the successor of Bai Lingtian along the way."

"Bai Lingtian..."

Emperor Dakang raised an eyebrow and said in surprise, "What merit does my capital have to attract disciples of the three religions?"

"His Majesty knows that man."

Xuan Yangzi glanced at him and said indifferently, "It's Du Rugui from the Du family. However, this person is only a successor, not a disciple. Although he has some skills, he has lost his foundation and is not a person of importance."

"The immortal master attacked him?"

"Yes, I have taken a fancy to something on his body."

Xuan Yangzi said calmly, "This person is self-aware enough not to resist. In addition, Bai Lingtian is different from Tai Sui Sect, so I did not harm him. But Chen Huangpi was not so lucky."

"He came into contact with the evil god Guangmu, and his origins are unknown. Even if we kill him, the Tai Sui Sect will dare not speak out against him."

The relationship between the Jietian Sect and the Tai Sui Sect is very bad.

The difference can be seen in their attitudes toward the abbot.

The Tai Sui Sect will certainly not be willing to watch its leader die with the heavens. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, they will lend a helping hand before the anomalies of heaven and earth end.

Bai Lingtian preferred to stay out of things, keeping to himself and refusing to take sides.

As for the Intercepting Heaven Sect...

The Nine-Separation Bell was a treasure intercepted by the Intercepting Heaven Sect from beyond the world. It was originally intended to suppress the luck and help the world overcome this great calamity of change, but it was snatched away by that Dao Lord.

Both were victims of theft, but the methods of the Jietian Sect and the Tai Sui Sect were different.

The Tai Sui Sect's leader lost the sword duel and willingly handed over the Tai Sui Killing Sword. Besides, if it weren't for being by that person's side, how could the Tai Sui Killing Sword have the prestige it has today?

The Jietian Sect is different.

The disciples passed down the story that after their leader acquired the Nine-Separation Bell, he almost became the leader of the three religions. However, for some reason, he displeased someone and they fought a great battle in the celestial realm, all the way to the mortal world and the underworld.

The one in the Yellow Springs Yin Earth is also a being close to the Dao.

Before they merged with the Dao, the Yin Emperor and the Daoist Master were close friends. Seeing this scene, they must have worked together to defeat their own leader, causing his Dharma body to collapse, and then stole the Nine Separation Bell.

From then on, the fate of the Jietian Sect was lost.

Their leader is seriously injured and has gone into seclusion, and has not shown up since.

If it weren't for this incident, after the cataclysmic change ended, our sect leader might have had the opportunity to merge with the Yellow Heaven and become the supreme Dao Lord of this era!
The Jietian Sect cannot afford to offend the Dao Master.

But are you still not someone to mess with, this so-called Tai Sui Cult, which actually idolizes the Daoist Master from top to bottom?

"Immortal Master, when do you plan to make your move?"

Emperor Dakang frowned and said, "Chen Huangpi has now obtained the Evil Sword Bamboo Shadow and is an undisputed genius in swordsmanship. If given enough time, he may become a force to be reckoned with."

He dared not scheme against Chen Huangpi.

Because this is a variable, a variable that he is extremely wary of.

As for the immortal masters of the Jietian Sect.

This is not a variable, but an inevitable outcome of the plan.

Xuan Yangzi chuckled upon hearing this and said, "Your Majesty, I know you are also wary of Chen Huangpi, but killing him in the capital is an extremely difficult task."

"If we push him too far and he storms into the Hall of Mental Cultivation and destroys that evil god with wide eyes, then our lives will be in danger."

"Therefore, we must lure him out of the city."

"Furthermore, we need to find something to weaken his power first, and only then will it be time for me to make my move."

"Besides that, I need to confirm one more thing."

"What's going on?"

"Why is his surname Chen!"

Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Dakang asked in confusion, "There are quite a few people with the surname Chen throughout the land. Is there some other explanation?"

"An outrageous statement."

Seeing that Emperor Dakang was somewhat dismissive, Xuan Yangzi immediately said solemnly, "The human world is a barren land. Although the Western Buddhist Kingdom is not quite the same, it is not much different."

"There's nothing special about the Chen family in this land."

“But he’s from the Tai Sui sect and his surname is Chen, so that makes a difference.”

"The Immortal Emperor of my Great Qian Immortal Dynasty was also surnamed Chen, and the Abbot of the Pure Immortal Temple was also surnamed Chen."

……

In the Wang family's backyard.

The flames of the golden-topped sky lantern transformed into a giant furnace.

Inside the furnace, the shattered fragments of bamboo shadows were being smelted by real fire. Wisps of black, malevolent energy that had just emerged from the fragments were instantly burned away.

After the evil energy in those fragments disappeared, they melted into liquid on the spot.

After a night of refining.

Most of these fragments have already melted into a bright green substance, like molten iron.

Chen Huangpi's mind was completely clear.

He exuded a sharp sword aura.

They had already entered a state of perfect harmony between man and sword long ago.

"almost!"

Chen Huangpi stroked the Void-Piercing Divine Sword and said in a deep voice, "After nightfall, I will refine all the bamboo shadows. Then, I just need to put the Void-Piercing Sword into it and let it absorb all the molten iron. That will be considered the completion of the refinement."

He estimated that, if all went well, the Void-Piercing Divine Sword would arrive by this time tomorrow, bringing not only earth-shattering changes but also extremely extraordinary transformations.

It will become stronger.

Because, in essence, the material of that evil sword, Bamboo Shadow, is actually much stronger than that of the Void Cave.

Once this sword forging is complete, Chen Huangpi will be able to unleash the power of the sword and man without restraint, and utilize the power of the Void Realm.

It wasn't that he really encountered an opponent far superior to him.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword should no longer suffer serious damage.

"Huang Er, increase the firepower!"

"give it to me."

The brass oil lamp responded and then poured more oil into the dummy body of the golden-topped sky lantern: "Huang Yi, listen to my command! Use all your firepower, or if you delay the time, see how this lamp deals with you!"

It's funny to say.

Since the Golden Sky Lantern's illusory form hasn't reached the point of becoming truly real, it naturally lacks any consciousness; at most, it's just an empty shell.

But with the brass oil lamp, it doesn't care about whether it's a fake or a real thing.

It calls Huang Yi by the mouthful and can be ordered around however it wants, which makes it incredibly happy.

……

at the same time.

The situation in the capital of Dakang has also changed.

First, the head of the Liu family was killed, and the Liu family is now truly in a precarious situation.

Anyone who saw this would know that the Liu family was probably doomed.

But the weird thing is.

To this day, apart from closing its doors to guests, the Liu family has not made any moves, and the other four major families, along with the seven prominent clans and the families under the Liu family's control, are all as if they were dead.

Even the emperor in the palace, who had sent his lackey, the Grand Tutor, to take action against the aristocratic families, seemed to turn a blind eye.

People with a keen sense of smell came to this conclusion.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

The situation may appear calm at present, but undercurrents are surging beneath the surface. If things don't move, all will be well; but if they do, things will change.

Unexpected changes are bound to happen.

In fact, that's exactly what happened.

In Chongzhou, hundreds of miles away from the capital.

Two cultivators, one fat and one thin, were preparing to enter the city.

These two people were acquaintances that Chen Huangpi had met in the capital.

The fat one whispered, "The capital is too damn dangerous! It's not a place for humans to live!"

"you do not say!"

The thinner one said resentfully, "We two brothers finally made it from Xuzhou to the capital. Yes, the capital is very peaceful, but we haven't been able to settle down for long before a jinx suddenly appeared."

"That man treated the aristocratic families like dogs, killing them all!"

"Especially the Xie family, they were all wiped out, every single one of them died a horrible death."

"If it weren't for our good luck in not being chosen by the Xie family to become their servants, we would probably be dead too."

"By the way, what was that guy's name again?"

"Chenhuangpi!"

The fat monk looked worried: "It's getting dark, let's hurry into the city. After today, we'll go to the Western Buddhist Kingdom. Hopefully, it's not as dangerous there as Da Kang."

"Don't worry, I've already inquired about it."

At this point, the thin cultivator revealed a smug look: "It is said that the Western Buddhist Kingdom is looking for the reincarnation of the current Buddha. It is said that before the cataclysmic changes in the world, he was an existence equivalent to an immortal."

"If we find the person, with this kind of protection, the two of us will stay there and not move."

"Being a bald monk isn't so bad, since we both have worthless lives anyway."

"That makes sense!"

After the cataclysmic changes in the world, cultivators all reached a consensus.

That means not going out after dark and staying in a city protected by the gods as much as possible.

Because the evil creature sleeps during the day and comes out to hunt for food at night.

Evil spirits might emerge from anywhere in the wild.

These fat and thin cultivators are only at the Nascent Soul stage. They can fight back against ordinary evil beings, but if they encounter something slightly stronger, they can only wait to die.

As for the Buddhist kingdoms of the Western Regions, the current Buddha is...

These two cultivators were indeed just repeating hearsay.

In reality, although the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom is looking for the Buddha of this life, this Buddha is not as simple as being on par with immortals.

The Buddha of the past, the Buddha of this life, and the Buddha of the future.

This is the Three Bodies of Buddha.

The union of the three Buddhas is a state close to the Tao.

In a sense, these three Buddhas are one, only separated into three bodies to survive the great calamity of the world's upheaval. As the upheaval gradually comes to an end, they will inevitably merge into one.

The Buddhist kingdoms of the Western Regions were actually quite different from the Great Kang Dynasty.

The Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas enshrined there are all people-eaters.

At this time.

The guards on Chongzhou City also noticed the two people who were about to enter the city.

He then said coldly, "You want to enter the city?"

"Yes, please do us a favor. My brother and I will only be staying in the city for one night and will leave early tomorrow morning."

"Two Nascent Soul cultivators, where did you come from, and where are you going?"

"They came from the capital and are heading west to Ye City to visit relatives."

West of Chongzhou lies Yecheng, and beyond Yecheng lies the border with the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions. Once there, one can only flee to the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions under the cover of night.

Because during the daytime, there are arrays of deities.

Similarly, there were also commoners or monks from the Buddhist kingdoms of the Western Regions who fled to Dakang.

These are all normal things.

"You came from the capital, how can you prove that?"

"What kind of proof do we need?"

The fat cultivator shouted, "We cultivators of the Great Kang Dynasty can travel anywhere as long as we reveal our identities. What, are you worried that we are imposters?"

The cultivation method of Da Kang's popularity is obvious at a glance.

Unlike the Buddhist kingdoms of the Western Regions, where magical powers are practiced and their power is interspersed with the murmuring of sutras.

"Without proof, you are not allowed to enter the city."

The defenders of Chongzhou were adamant and there was absolutely no room for compromise.

The thin cultivator had no choice but to say, "Let me let you know that we left the capital early this morning because a series of major events occurred in the capital last night. A wicked star slaughtered aristocratic families, and we witnessed this with our own eyes."

As he spoke, he channeled his power, conjuring up the scene from the previous night: two swords locked in combat in mid-air.

“If this is not enough to prove it, then my brother and I can’t think of anything else.”

See this scene.

The guards of Chongzhou were relieved and nodded, saying, "It seems you are indeed from the capital. In that case, I will open the city gates."

The speed at which messages can be transmitted between gods is very fast.

Overnight, almost everyone in all provinces and regions of Dakang knew what had happened the previous night.

The name Chen Huangpi was firmly remembered by all the prominent figures in Da Kang.

As the guards activated the magic array, a rumbling sound rang out.

The gates of Chongzhou City slowly opened.

The door would definitely be closed before nightfall; it would never have been opened unless one of the fat or thin cultivators suddenly arrived.

The fat and thin cultivators exchanged glances and breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, the guard came to the back of the door and waved to them.

"Thank you for allowing me to pass!"

"My brother and I are extremely grateful."

"You're too kind, please come in."

The fat and thin monks hesitated no longer and quickly entered the city.

The door behind them slowly closed.

The fat monk suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, a kind of eerie feeling creeping over him.

Cultivators possess spiritual awareness.

"This brother."

The fat cultivator asked somewhat nervously, "Why is Chongzhou so quiet? I remember that Chongzhou has a population of over ten million. Shouldn't it be a time for cooking and lighting fires right now?"

"Recently, there have been many heavy rains, so fewer people are working and naturally they are skipping dinner."

"But it's not raining in Chongzhou..."

"It will be available tomorrow."

"I see."

The fat monk's expression relaxed.

But in his mind, he was frantically communicating with the thin cultivator: "This person is not right, Brother Ma. You know me, I can read the heavens. It won't rain in Chongzhou for the next half month. There might be something wrong with this place."

The thin cultivator replied in terror, "Brother Niu, my nose has been different from ordinary people since I was a child. I can smell a very strong stench of blood and the death aura of fallen gods in this Chongzhou City!"

"This this……"

Just as the fat and thin cultivators were feeling uneasy, terrified, and unsure of what to do...

A deity walked towards us.

The deity was dressed in fine clothes, but his expression was chillingly cold, as if he harbored a great grievance in his heart.

"Greetings, Brother Liu."

"Brother Meng, who are these two people? Why do they look so unfamiliar?"

"Oh, two unlucky fellows from the capital. I just happened to be short of puppets, so I let them in."

Upon hearing this, the fat and thin cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they immediately unleashed their full power of true essence, preparing to flee.

Available in the next second.

The deity surnamed Liu waved his hand.

The two were instantly imprisoned by its divine power.

"Brother Liu, why are you doing this?"

"Brother Meng, you are unaware of something."

The deity surnamed Liu said coldly, "The patriarchs of the four great families have ordered my Liu family to incite evil spirits to attack the capital, in order to cover up your deeds. I haven't prepared much blood offering, so I'll bring these two along to make up the numbers."

"Alright, Brother Liu, take it."

Upon hearing this, the cultivator from the Meng family immediately agreed.

Chongzhou has now completely fallen into the hands of powerful families.

The gods who originally protected this city, unless they belonged to one of the four great families, were all killed on the spot.

As for the nearly ten million common people, apart from a few with good talent, all of them had their life force drained by the aristocratic gods and then became blood food to rapidly increase their strength. The remaining cultivators, as well as a few people who could cultivate, were all made into Golden Core puppets.

As for whether they will be discovered doing this.

of course!
But the ancestors of the Song, Li, Han, and Meng families dared to make such a decision, which must have been because they had already thought of a countermeasure.

An evil spirit has entered the city!

Long ago, news circulated in Chongzhou that strange figures, suspected to have escaped from the Ten Thousand Mountains, had been spotted nearby.

The Liu family, on the other hand, has now become a pawn in the hands of the four great families, forced to use the pretext of their patriarch's murder and mutual destruction to lure out the evil forces and send them to attack the capital.

In this process, the fall of Chongzhou was quite reasonable.

The fat and thin monks were filled with despair.

They watched helplessly as the deity surnamed Liu took the two brothers into his sleeve.

They are absolutely devastated right now.

They had previously fled to Xuzhou, intending to seek refuge with Song Tiangang and become servants to the Song family.

Before the indenture was even signed, Song Tiangang was gone.

Song Yuzhang, the city god of the Song family, still didn't know how he had become an evil spirit.

He miraculously escaped to the capital.

Something happened in the capital, so I went to Chongzhou to spend the night.

As a result, Chongzhou was in even greater danger.

They were brought under control as soon as they entered.

"It's over, it's over."

"We two brothers are really doomed!"

"Heaven wants to destroy me, God wants to destroy me!"

The fat and thin monks embraced and wept bitterly.

A moment later, the deity surnamed Liu led the man to the destination.

This is the very center of Chongzhou City. Originally, this was the residence of the Chongzhou governor, but now it has been razed to the ground and a huge furnace has been forged from the ashes of the gods and the blood and flesh of the people.

Inside the furnace, countless wronged souls wailed.

The resentment and malevolence there didn't seem like they were preparing a blood sacrifice; it was more like they were creating a terrifying and malevolent entity.

Of course, this thing will not become evil.

"Father, you died so unjustly."

"If I don't avenge this, I, Liu Tianqiong, swear I will not be a man!"

Liu Tianqiong was one of Liu Shujiao's sons. He hated Chen Huangpi so much that he wished he could devour Chen Huangpi alive to quell his hatred.

He felt that his father, Liu Shujiao, was standing up for the Xie family.

This is an unspoken understanding among the powerful families. You, Chen Huangpi, are very powerful. My father had a detailed discussion with you, wanting you to be an honored guest of the Liu family. But you, Chen Huangpi, came up here and killed someone.

They also took away the bamboo shadow.

Actually, Liu Tianqiong misunderstood something.

Liu Shujiao did not attack Chen Huangpi with Zhuying because of the Xie family.

It was the bamboo shadow that carried him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't care about the Xie family's fate.

Fortunately, Liu Tianqiong was unaware of this.

If he knew, he might be so angry he'd vomit blood; that would be such a humiliating death.

The patriarchs of the aristocratic families had promised Liu Tianqiong.

As long as he obeys orders, the patriarchs of the aristocratic families will kill Chen Huangpi once they become righteous gods.

This was his only chance for revenge in his life.

"It's almost time."

Liu Tianqiong looked towards a distant place outside Chongzhou City, and with a flick of her sleeve, two cultivators, one fat and one thin, were instantly thrown out.

puff...

Immediately, a chain of divine power pierced through the chests of the two men.

The two cultivators, one fat and one thin, were unable to make a sound or move.

I can only watch helplessly.

Only then did they see that, besides the enormous furnace, there were many ordinary people with vacant eyes and blank expressions, as well as some Nascent Soul cultivators who had been pierced by chains.

There are at least several thousand people in total.

These thousands of people were chained together, winding like a long snake.

The snake's head was occupied by the two brothers.

Then, Liu Tianqiong growled in a low voice, "Rise!!!"

The chains then dragged everyone into the sky, and the ends of the chains plunged into the furnace, taking them all with them.

woo woo woo...

The wronged souls in the furnace are wailing.

The vibrant atmosphere dissipated along with the boiling blood.

The wronged souls are food for the blood, because the furnace is full of life.

The fat and thin cultivators, on the other hand, were living beings.

It is malevolent and has a particular fondness for eating people.

In the darkness, the popularity of people is as dazzling as the sun in their eyes.

in the dark……

Liu Tianqiong carried this bait around, and many deities from the Liu family protected him.

I don’t know how much time passed.

The sound of rushing water filled the air.

A deity noticed that a large amount of water had suddenly appeared on the land below, turning into a swamp almost instantly.

"Look! It's that evil spirit!!!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Tianqiong looked down and saw a scene that sent chills down his spine.

On the earth, the endless flow of water, reflected by the red moon, formed a mirror-like surface.

Beneath this mirror.

There was an old man dressed in white robes, carrying a cane. The old man was covered in wrinkles, exuded a strange fragrance, and his skull was missing.

What was inside his head wasn't a brain, but rather black pill-like things.

"Is this the evil creature that escaped from the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Liu Tianqiong looked wary: "It's even more terrifying than I thought. Is this a divine calamity? Or something even more bizarre?"

Evil, disaster, calamity, misfortune, divine calamity.

The evil beyond this level is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

For example, the evil spirits that immortals transformed into.

This cannot be measured by realm levels. An immortal is an immortal, and even if they turn into evil spirits after death, they are still immortals.

"Fortunately, the Ten Thousand Mountains are closed."

"Otherwise, if all these terrible things inside were to escape, the entire human world would be completely doomed."

As the Liu family's deities spoke, they fled towards the capital.

The entity beneath the water's surface paused for a moment.

Its eyes were cold and merciless.

It has no feelings for living people, only the desire to devour them.

But at that moment, it heard some news that surprised it.

I escaped from the mountains in just over a month.

But these cultivators said that the Ten Thousand Mountains were closed.

When did it happen?
Thinking of this, it looked at the god closest to it.

"Oh no! It's going to attack me!"

The deity in heaven had long anticipated this, and therefore carried many magical artifacts to deal with evil spirits.

Furthermore, this deity is also a city god of the state.

But they were just about to retaliate.

suddenly……

The eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and even the clay and wood sculptures of the deity were dripping with water droplets.

A thud.

The god suddenly fell headfirst into the river.

Upon seeing this, Liu Tianqiong and the other deities' expressions changed drastically. This evil was so bizarre that the methods they used to deal with it were completely ineffective.

However, the strange old man in the river did not continue to attack them.

Instead, it followed the river's current, staying far behind them.

In the water.

The god suddenly burst out of the water.

Its aura became extremely powerful, at least twice as strong as before.

"Roar!!!"

The god roared to the heavens, like a clay figure about to melt.

It is no longer a god, nor an evil spirit, but rather something akin to a dead soul.

Everything about him in his life—his memories, his very essence—disappeared as his body melted away.

When were the Ten Thousand Mountains closed off?

"A month ago."

"Are there many evil spirits emerging from inside?"

"Yes, besides the River God, there are quite a few others wandering around."

Where do you intend to lead me?

"Capital."

Are there many people there?

"There are tens of millions of people, and gods and cultivators are as numerous as hairs on a cow."

After saying that, the clay figure could no longer hold on and completely merged into the river.

"There are so many people..."

"But if I eat them all, won't that displease that person...?"

"Hmm, probably not."

"That person hasn't patrolled the mountain for many years. Besides, this is the outside world. I eat people in the outside world, so why would that person care about me?"

"It's a pity that I fled in such a hurry that I even abandoned the Weak Water Black River, otherwise I would have turned this outside world into a vast lake!"

This strange old man was none other than the river god of the Weak Water Black River.

Chen Huangpi went to find his master's fishing rod, which led him to the Dantian world he entered from the Weak Water Black River.

Within the dantian world, the true realm and the false realm are divided by day and night.

This river god is very cunning. He knows where Chen Huangpi came from and dares not provoke him, so he keeps hiding between the real world and the fake world.

They watched as Chen Huangpi slaughtered all the evil insects.

The god of the Weak Water Black River was so frightened that he fled in panic.

At that time, Chen Huangpi originally thought that after killing the evil insects, he would summon the river god of the Weak Water Black River to retrieve his master's fishing rod, but he never saw the river god from beginning to end.

That is, from that point onwards.

The God of the Weak Water Black River gritted his teeth and ran to the outside world.

They disappeared without a trace.

……

As the saying goes, time flies like an arrow, and the days pass like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon of the second day.

Chen Huangpi's sword-forging progress is a little faster than expected.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword absorbed all the substances left after the Evil Sword Bamboo Shadow had melted.

This has been with Chen Huangpi for a long time.

The protective sword given to him by an old friend has finally returned to its peak condition.

Not only that, it has become even more powerful.

There was just a small problem...

"Family member, is this still the Void-Piercing Divine Sword?"

The brass oil lamp stared dumbfounded, pointing at the strange thing emitting sword-like cries from the flame, and said in a dry tone, "You still say you can forge swords? You can forge my ass!"

"You've ruined the perfectly good Void-Piercing Divine Sword."

"If Yi Qingzhou saw this, he'd be so angry he'd turn from an evil spirit into a living person!"

"Huang Er, what do you mean?"

Chen Huangpi's face flushed red: "Dongxu is like me. I grow taller when I eat, and it grows taller when it eats. What's wrong with that?"

"Yes, I can understand growing taller."

"But can you explain what's going on with the mouth and those eyes on its sword?"

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword has changed drastically at this moment.

Originally only three feet long, it looked just like the original Tai Sui Killing Sword, an ordinary iron sword.

But not anymore.

It was a full nine feet long, and even the narrowest part of the blade was as wide as a palm.

A gaping maw appeared on the sword, from which dark green saliva dripped onto the ground, and immediately, emerald green bamboo sprouted.

Moreover, besides that gaping maw...

It was also covered with countless eyes.

These eyes are not Chen Huangpi's evil eyes, but the eyes of calamity!
The eyes were piled on the sword, and with each blink, they created a feeling that could make one lose their mind. No matter what angle you looked at those eyes, you could see the reflection in their depths!
The shadow of the Tai Sui Killing Sword was extremely sharp, exuding a murderous aura that was many times more intense than the murderous aura emanating from Chen Huangpi's entire body!

"This...this only retains a few characteristics of the Void Cave and Bamboo Shadow..."

Chen Huangpi gripped the now drastically changed Void Sword, feeling its familiar and intimate will, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Anyway, this is how swords are forged, and this is how my Void Sword will look from now on!"

"I am a swordsmanship genius, I can't have made a mistake in my training!"

"My master once said, 'I examine myself three times a day, only then do I realize that the faults are always others'!'"

"This is how a sword should be forged!"

"This is heretical and unorthodox! How could a sword be forged like this!"

"Then my decision will prevail!"

Chen Huangpi sneered, "Huang Er, if you think I've refined it wrong, fine. How about this, you try out the power of the Void Realm now..."

"If it's not powerful enough, then I was wrong, and I apologize to you."

"Hahaha, Chen Huangpi, what are you saying!"

The brass oil lamp laughed loudly and said, "We are like brothers, flesh and blood, why distinguish right from wrong? If you ask me, it's great that you reforged the Void Divine Sword, so many eyes look so bright!"

"Really, Huang Er?"

“I swear to God that if I have uttered even half a lie, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death.”

"Then I believe you."

Nearby, the fox mountain god, who was dozing off, was awakened by the noise and said in a daze, "Ah, what? The Void-Piercing Divine Sword is ruined? I told you, Chen Huangpi doesn't know anything about sword forging. Now look what happened."

The voice just fell.

Chen Huangpi trembled violently, then raised his head and let out a long sigh: "Fox Mountain God, I originally intended to spare your dog's life, but you have humiliated me so blatantly. Since that's the case, take this sword!!!"

"Ah, Chen Huangpi, no!"

Chen Huangpi, carrying the nine-foot-long Dongxu Divine Sword, chased after the Fox Mountain God as he ran out of the courtyard.

But the Soul Reaper shook his head and said, "The master's childlike nature has returned. It seems he's really happy lately, just like he was back in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"Ah Gui, I suddenly remembered something."

The brass oil lamp tilted its head and said, "How do you think Chen Huangpi altered the rules of heaven and earth? Last time, he took a nap, and the Fox Mountain God saw a glint in his eyes, and then his swordsmanship suddenly changed."

"Will his sword forging cause all the divine swords and precious swords forged by cultivators throughout the world to turn into this monstrous sight afterward...?"

"This... surely not be true?"

"After all, the master didn't let his eyes slip this time."

"That's true. Hopefully, even the rules for weapon crafting won't change. Otherwise, it feels weird, like we're some kind of villainous demons."

(End of this chapter)