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

Chapter 207 Qinglong: I am no match for Zhang Xiaofan

Seeing the Ghost King asking again, Zhang Xiaofan thought for a moment and still said conservatively:
"Then add another level. I have now reached the sixth level of Shangqing."

Ghost King: “…”

"speak English!"

"Then add another layer, seven layers of Shangqing, there really can't be any more."

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King thought that in the Shangqing realm, each breakthrough was extremely difficult.

For example, Qinglong, the leader of the four holy envoys of his Ghost King Sect, is extremely talented, but after more than 300 years of practice, he still has not reached the peak of Shangqing.

You have to know that before Zhang Xiaofan came to the Ghost King Sect, Qinglong's Taoism was almost second to none in the Ghost King Sect. Even Qinglong had not broken through to the peak of Shangqing for more than 300 years. It is conceivable how difficult it is to break through each level of Shangqing realm.

Thinking of this, the Ghost King looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said:
"Seventh level of Shangqing. With your talent, you can reach this level in ten years. Moreover, you have strong magical power, the swordsmanship of the best in the world, and the magic weapon Blood Soul Sword. Even the peak of Shangqing cannot be your opponent, unless you are half a step into Taiqing."

Zhang Xiaofan heard this and said without changing his expression:

"Father-in-law, you flatter me. How can I defeat the peak of Shangqing?"

The Ghost King listened to Zhang Xiaofan's modest answer, shook his head and said:
"You are just too modest and too steady. You don't have the drive of a young person at all. Why don't you learn from Wan Jianyi who lived three hundred years ago, who was full of youthful vigor and showed his talent..."

Zhang Xiaofan heard this and interrupted directly:

"But didn't Wan Jianyi disappear?"

Ghost King: "..."

"Haha... that seems to be true. It's better to be steady. It's better to be steady."

At this point, the Ghost King suddenly remembered something, stood up, walked to the edge of the pavilion, looked at the fish in the lake, and said with his back to Zhang Xiaofan:
"One more thing. You have been in the Holy Church for ten years. Until now, you still call it the Demonic Church?"

"Haha!" Zhang Xiaofan chuckled and said:

"For the past ten years, the Demon Cult has been fighting and deceiving each other all day long. How can they be called a saint?"

"Then what about the righteous path you were born into?" The Ghost King's slightly deep voice sounded again.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the Ghost King's back, listened to his slightly deep voice, and said truthfully:
"The evil deeds done by the righteous are no less than those of the evil sect. But when the righteous encounter a disaster for the people, they will take action, while the evil sect will just stay away."

"Oh?" The Ghost King was a little surprised that Zhang Xiaofan's views on the righteous path were similar to those of the Holy Church, so he asked:

"Then in your heart, what is good and what is evil?"

Having said this, the Ghost King turned around and stared into Zhang Xiaofan's eyes with his deep eyes.

Zhang Xiaofan looked directly into the Ghost King's eyes with his sharp eyes and said in a deep voice:
"I am the right one!"

"Follow me and you will be righteous, go against me and you will be evil!"

"Then... what will you do, Demon?" the Ghost King asked again, his eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan also stared at the Ghost King closely and said:

"kill!"

"Leave no one behind!"

As he said this, a monstrous evil force burst out from Zhang Xiaofan's body, and the lake water within a hundred meters radius exploded instantly.

The fish in the lake were affected by the monstrous evil spirit and their eyes turned bloodshot. The big fish ate the small fish, and the small fish ate the shrimps. The shrimps gathered together and attacked the big and small fish.

As big fish, small fish and shrimps fought each other, the lake water was soon dyed red with blood!
The Ghost King felt the monstrous evil energy around his body, and even his blood was boiling. He used his magic power to circulate inside his body to resist the evil energy, and his blood returned to calm.

Then, he looked at the fish in the surrounding lake that were affected by the evil spirit, and then looked at Zhang Xiaofan, whose blood-red hair was flying and the blood-red magic pattern on his forehead, and said in a deep voice:
"Zhang Xiaofan, your evil spirit and power are becoming stronger and stronger. Be careful not to be completely possessed by the devil again!" Upon hearing this, the devil pattern on Zhang Xiaofan's forehead slowly dimmed, no longer emitting blood light. The evil spirit and power on his body were instantly restrained, and his blood-red hair stopped flying around and fell behind him.

The huge lake was no longer boiling, and the fish in the lake woke up instantly. The red light in their eyes disappeared, and they stopped fighting. Only the red lake water and the fish carcasses floating on the water were left.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the Ghost King, then suddenly turned around and walked along the wooden bridge built in the lake.

The Ghost King looked deeply at Zhang Xiaofan's back and became even more wary of him.

Suddenly thinking of something, the Ghost King shouted:

"Zhang Xiaofan, do you want a wife? As long as you give birth to a demon fetus, I will find you a hundred wives."

"No need. If you say anything more I will go back and tell your daughter!" Zhang Xiaofan said as he walked.

"Yao'er..." The Ghost King murmured, thinking of his daughter's feelings and that Zhang Xiaofan would not agree to give birth to the demon fetus, so he had to give up and give up the opportunity to use the demon fetus to dominate the world.

After Zhang Xiaofan left, Qinglong's figure slowly appeared and came to the wooden bridge outside the pavilion.

As soon as he arrived here, Qinglong looked at the tall and burly figure in the pavilion with awe, bowed and said:

"metropolitan!"

The Ghost King turned his back to Qinglong and asked:
"Qinglong, what do you think about Zhang Xiaofan?"

Qinglong heard this, thought for a while, and said truthfully:

"The Ghost Emperor had already reached the third level of Shangqing ten years ago. Now that ten years have passed, I'm afraid he has already reached the sixth level of Shangqing."

"In addition, his swordsmanship and his magic weapon, the Blood Soul Sword, are far superior to those of the same level. There are not many people in this world who can beat him."

"You are wrong!" The Ghost King turned around and said:

"He has reached the seventh level of Shangqing."

"What, the seventh level?" Qinglong's face showed horror. He didn't expect that the other party could break through four levels in just ten years and reach the seventh level of Shangqing.

The Ghost King looked at Qinglong's horrified expression and asked:

"If you and Zhang Xiaofan join forces, who will win?"

Qinglong shook his head, looked down at the Qiankun Ring on his finger, and said:
"Although I have practiced Taoism for more than 300 years and have reached the late Shangqing stage, and I also have the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon Qiankun Ring, but..."

"I feel that if I were to face the Vice Sect Master Ghost Emperor, I'm afraid I would no longer be his match."

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King fell silent and tapped his fingers on the pavilion's corridor.

After thinking for a while, the Ghost King asked again:
"Zhang Xiaofan has only practiced Taoism for sixteen years, but he is better than you, a gifted Qinglong who has practiced Taoism for more than three hundred years."

"Then how many more years do you think it will take Zhang Xiaofan to reach the Taiqing realm and surpass me..."

Qinglong's body trembled slightly when he heard this. Having followed the Ghost King for three hundred years, he instantly understood that Zhang Xiaofan's current level of Taoism had caused the sect leader to be wary and even on guard.

After thinking for a while, he said:
"Master, with Zhang Xiaofan's talent, I'm afraid that in another forty or fifty years he will be able to reach the supreme realm that everyone in the cultivation world envies...Taiqing!"

"And with Zhang Xiaofan's sword skills, the Devil Sword and the Blood Soul Sword, after he breaks through Taiqing, if he fights alone, I'm afraid there will be no rival in the world..."

Having said this, Qinglong looked at the Ghost King and changed the subject:

"However, the sect master has now obtained the ancient mythical beast Kuiniu. He only needs to obtain the other three spirits to gather the four spirits and break through Taiqing. With the help of Fulong Ding, he will be invincible in the world!"

“By then, even if Zhang Xiaofan breaks through to the Great Purity, he will not be a match for the Sect Master!”

(End of this chapter)