Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 184: Another wave of trouble at the foot of Qingyun Mountain

Zhang Xiaofan held Bi Yao in his arms and stood in mid-air.

Above their heads, the Liuhe Mirror emitted golden light, protecting the two of them.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the four fleeing Ghost King and Poison God with his bloodshot eyes, then looked at the thousands of members of the Demon Sect who were fleeing, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It is really difficult to act this out.

Next, he only needs to follow Bi Yao to the Ghost King Sect and obtain the second volume of the Heavenly Book from the Ghost King.

However, just now in order to save Taoist Master Daoxuan, he controlled the Blood Soul Sword to suddenly fall down, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to explain.

After all, whether it is the Ghost King or the Poison God San Miao Madam Yu Yangzi and others, they are not fools.

The four of them were already extremely suspicious and had lived for hundreds of years, so it was not so easy for them to get away with it.

Even later, after escaping from Qingyun Mountain, the four of them would hold him accountable.

After all, the four of them should have killed Daoxuan immediately and destroyed the Qingyun Sect, but they failed because of his sword.

It will be difficult to deal with then!

However, no matter how easy it is to deal with, I have been acting for so long anyway, so I have to show my acting skills.

Moreover, he estimated that the Ghost King would definitely protect him at that time.

Bi Yao looked at the escaping members of the Demon Sect and said softly:
"Xiao Fan, the Immortal Execution Sword Formation is too powerful. Let's run away quickly, or we won't be able to leave."

"Yeah!" Zhang Xiaofan responded, holding Bi Yao, and flew towards the Rainbow Bridge and towards the Tongtian Peak against the continuously falling sword energy.

Taoist Master Daoxuan stood high in the sky, maintaining the operation of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Countless sword energies fell and killed thousands of demon sword monsters.

His deep eyes were fixed on Zhang Xiaofan who had already escaped to the Rainbow Bridge below. He had one idea in his mind, which was to launch another fatal blow to kill Zhang Xiaofan on the spot and prevent him from escaping from Qingyun Sect.

In his opinion, Zhang Xiaofan possessed Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao and Mahavairocana Prajna. If he leaked the two skills to the Demon Sect, it would be a big disaster.

This is not important. After all, there are undercover agents from the Demon Cult in Qingyun. Zhenren Cangsong even betrayed Qingyun Sect and joined the Demon Cult. Not only does he possess the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, he also knows the entire Qingyun Sect like the back of his hand.

Therefore, although Buddhist and Taoist practices are important, they are not extremely important.

After all, the exercises are exercises, and the practice of Taoism depends on the individual.

What he was worried about was that Zhang Xiaofan had such amazing talent, comparable to Qingye Zhenren, that it would only take him fifty to one hundred years to break through to the Taiqing realm. Except for himself who held the Zhuxian Sword, no one was likely to be Zhang Xiaofan's opponent.

After I pass away, Zhang Xiaofan will be in his prime, and no one will be able to match him.

By then, it will be a big problem.

However, Taoist Master Daoxuan thought again that Zhang Xiaofan's sword strike just now was probably not caused by a serious injury or a backlash of his anger, but was probably meant to save him.

If this is true, if he kills Zhang Xiaofan now, wouldn't he be ungrateful?

kill!

Still don’t kill!

Daoxuan stared at Zhang Xiaofan closely, and there seemed to be two voices roaring in his heart!
In those deep eyes, sometimes there is violence, sometimes there is clarity.

"Alas!" Finally, Daoxuan closed his eyes tightly, then slowly opened them. His eyes were clear, and he sighed heavily, muttering:

"Well, it's better to let him go than to kill the wrong person!"

"If you really become a demon in the future and you really want to attack Qingyun, then I, Daoxuan, will have no choice but to pick up the Zhuxian Sword again and kill you! Even if I am corrupted by the evil spirit and become a demon, and lose my integrity in my later years, I, Daoxuan, am willing to bear this price, just for..."

"Just to have a clear conscience and be worthy of the people of the world!"

At the same time, Daoxuan did not kill Zhang Xiaofan for another important reason, that is, he was wise, and at this moment, combined with the sword that Zhang Xiaofan used to save him, and recalled the unusual interrogation of Zhang Xiaofan before, he had a bold idea in his mind. That is, Zhang Xiaofan was deliberately interrogated, deliberately not tolerated by Qingyun, and deliberately betrayed Qingyun Sect.

And there is only one purpose, that is, the Demon Cult has something that Zhang Xiaofan needs, a treasure that can help him become an immortal in the future.

Only in this way can it explain why Zhang Xiaofan wanted to save himself just now.

However, is this speculation true?

It is still unknown, only time can prove everything!
If this is true, then this guy's cunning is really too deep, it's amazing!

Use the world as a chessboard and the good and evil as chess pieces, all in one goal to become an immortal!
Taoist Master Daoxuan stared at Zhang Xiaofan who was fleeing into the distance with his deep eyes, and murmured with anticipation:
"I don't know if letting you go will breed a peerless demon, or make you a true immortal in the future!"

"Only the True Immortals can suppress both the good and evil, and the world can be truly peaceful!"

"I hope you are what I think you are!"

Seeing that all the demons from the Demon Sect had fled far away and there was no one from the Demon Sect within his sight, Daoxuan put away the Zhuxian Sword.

In an instant, the huge Tai Chi Xuan Qing Yin Yang diagram disappeared, and countless sword energies no longer shot out.

At the same time, Taoist Master Daoxuan could no longer hold on, his body trembled, and he suddenly fell from the air.

Upon seeing this, Tian Buyi immediately flew over to catch Taoist Daoxuan and held him steadily on the square.

"Senior Brother Head!"

Tian Buyi looked at Taoist Master Daoxuan, who had disheveled hair, a tired face, and was seriously injured, with a look of pity on his face.

The big hand reached out to Taoist Daoxuan's wrist, and the powerful magic power circulated in Daoxuan's body. His small eyes were full of horror.

Because he found that Daoxuan's injuries were far more serious than he had imagined.

He didn't understand why the head brother could hold on for so long despite being so seriously injured, and could even use the Zhuxian Sword Formation again to kill the evil demons.

Taoist Master Daoxuan's tall body was hunched over, and he felt excruciating pain all over his body, unable to exert any strength.

Even so, he still managed to stand steadily, even though his legs were shaking.

He glanced around the square, looking at the hundreds of dead Qingyun disciples and the collapsed Yuqing Palace. Guilt filled his eyes, and he sighed heavily.

"Ugh……"

Lu Xueqi stood on the Rainbow Bridge, looking at the direction where Zhang Xiaofan disappeared. Her cold eyes revealed reluctance. She parted her seductive red lips and murmured:

"Zhang Xiaofan, I wonder if you will ever come back after this departure..."

"After I lost to you in the Seven Meridians Martial Competition, I practiced day and night and finally reached the Shangqing realm. I thought I could catch up with you, but I didn't expect you to make greater progress."

"It seems that from now on, I have to practice even harder, just so that I can defeat you the next time I meet you and bring you back to Qingyun Sect with my own hands!"

……

Two hours later, on a peak near Qingyun Mountain.

Thousands of disciples of the Demon Cult sat in the woods, each practicing Qigong to heal their wounds.

On a flat ground, at this moment, the four sect leaders, Ghost King, Poison God, Madam Sanmiao, and Yuyangzi were staring at Zhang Xiaofan with cold eyes.

Next to him, Master Cangsong put his hands behind his back and stared at Zhang Xiaofan with cold eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan stood on the grass, holding the Blood Soul Sword in his hand. Bi Yao stood firmly beside Zhang Xiaofan, and together with Zhang Xiaofan, they faced the most powerful people of the Demon Cult.

(End of this chapter)