Mushroom Man

Chapter 259 Ancestor Yuan Tu, Nine-Turn Wisdom Mushroom
"Om-"

The swordsman gently stroked his longsword, and the sound of the sword echoed in all directions.

His luck seemed to be affected at this moment, burning fiercely like oil being poured into a raging fire.

This sword strike was inspired by the fourth revered figure in the world... the Taiping Heavenly Venerable.

It is said that Taiping Tianzun is the most revered deity throughout history.

His appearance brought order to the world and ensured that everyone could have enough to eat.

He enabled this being to establish a firm foothold in this world and become the sole protagonist of this world.

The Yellow Heaven above the Nine Heavens was created by him.

This Taiping Heavenly Venerable ushered in a golden age of peace and created the Yellow Court, which governs the mushroom world.

Since his time, the people have lived in peace and prosperity, no longer suffering from poverty and the harassment of the mushroom beast.

Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the emperor.

Most mushroom immortals in the world consider it an honor to be admitted to the Yellow Court and become an official.

Therefore, this Taiping Tianzun also had another title... the Human Emperor.

"Not good..."

Upon seeing this commotion, Zhuge Huowang's expression changed slightly.

He saw the shadow of humanity and destiny in this deadly move.

It should be noted that as a master of both the Hun Tian Mushroom Cultivator and the Holy Sect Mushroom Cultivator, he was already unpopular and his luck was extremely low.

If one's luck is affected by this sword strike, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Upon thinking of this, Zhuge Huowang decided to strike first without hesitation.

His mind stirred, as if he were about to unleash some deadly move.

And it was at this moment...

But then, another sword cry rang out between heaven and earth!

"Om-"

Upon hearing the sword's cry, the sword monk felt his blood surge and his face turn deathly pale.

Only Zhuge Huowang, now a fragment of his soul, escaped the disaster.

They instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

Then a blood-red cloud appeared on the horizon and headed towards them.

Above that blood-red cloud stood a strange-looking young man draped in a crimson robe.

Its body was filled with a dense aura of blood, and one glance at it was as if one were seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which was truly terrifying.

However, his cultivation level doesn't seem to be very high, only at the sixth level.

"Senior Zhuge!"

“My master, Ancestor Yuan Tu, has specially ordered me to invite you into the sea.”

"Please, Senior Zhuge, do not delay, and quickly come with me to meet Ancestor Yuan Tu!"

The strange-looking boy shouted out.

Immediately, a blood-red cloud descended from the sky and landed in the ghostly mist.

Yuan Tu Laozu?

The leader of the Red Flag, one of the Eight Banners of Beihai?

Is that old devil still alive?
The sword monk stabilized the surging blood and qi within his body, his expression slightly somber. He narrowed his eyes and did not make any rash moves.

The strange young man had naturally noticed the sword monk long ago.

However, he didn't seem to have any intention of helping Zhuge Huowang to besiege the sword monk; he merely came to relieve the siege.

"Hahaha……"

"So it's Fellow Daoist Abi. I didn't expect your ancestor to finally be willing to come out and stretch his muscles after being sealed away for so many years."

"It seems that Little Horror won't die today."

The group of split souls burst into laughter in unison.

They gathered together, pieced themselves back together, and transformed back into the somewhat disheveled Zhuge Huowang.

Zhuge Huowang glanced at the silent sword monk, then sneered and stepped onto the blood cloud.

The sword monk watched this scene without showing any intention of making a move.

He watched helplessly as Zhuge Huowang, riding on a cloud of blood, and the strange young man passed through the Four Symbols Boundary Wall and gradually disappeared into the distance.

"call……"

Only then did the sword monk breathe a sigh of relief.

No one knew that his composure just now was all an act.

The celestial energy within his blessed land had long since been exhausted.

Of course, even if the sword monk had abundant immortal energy, using three swords was already his limit. The fourth sword he just used was merely to scare Zhuge Huowang.

The Buddha said that the Nine Swords were derived by the Sword Monk in Jingtian using the supreme true teachings left by the Heavenly Venerable of Universal Salvation... the Nine-Turn Wisdom Mushroom.

That's right!

It's the Nine-Turned Wisdom Mushroom!
The Wisdom Mushroom is a legendary mushroom.

Legend has it that the Wisdom Mushroom was transformed from the mushroom hat that the first mushroom person removed from his head.

In order to solve the loneliness in the world, the Great Sun Celestial Venerable wanted to find the Wisdom Mushroom left by his father.

However, even in the end, he still couldn't find the Wisdom Mushroom.

It wasn't until the appearance of the Heavenly Venerable of Universal Salvation that the story of the Wisdom Mushroom was revealed in the legend of the Mushroom People.

The Nine-Turn Wisdom Mushroom now exists in the Pure Heaven of the Nine Heavens.

However, apart from the Venerable One, no one in the world can refine this kind of mushroom.

Fortunately, the Nine-Turn Wisdom Mushroom, even without anyone activating it, is enough to benefit the Buddhist Mushroom Immortal simply by naturally emitting its wisdom light.

The Buddhist mushroom immortal can gain great wisdom simply by bathing in the light of wisdom, and the speed at which his thoughts turn is astonishing.

The Nine Swords of the Buddha, a technique of swordsmanship, was derived from the light of wisdom.

However, the Wisdom Mushroom is, after all, a Nine-Turned Mushroom, and even the wisdom light it naturally emits is not something they can easily touch.

Bathing in the light of wisdom will greatly deplete one's lifespan; if one is not careful, one may die of old age under the light of wisdom.

The lifespan required to deduce the complete Nine Swords of Buddha is far beyond what the sword monk can bear. Therefore, the sword monk has only deduced three and a half moves of the Nine Swords of Buddha so far.

The fourth sword, the Buddha said, is nothing but a show of worshipping the Human Emperor.

Even the sword monk hasn't managed to gather all the fairy mushrooms needed for it, let alone use them.

Fortunately, judging from the results, the strange young man and Zhuge Huowang were clearly intimidated by him.

Otherwise, it might not be so easy for the sword monk to escape unscathed today.

"Ugh……"

"The demonic path is becoming increasingly prosperous."

"I wonder if the Xuanhuang Great Heavenly Venerable who follows the mandate of Heaven in this era is a true demon or a demon."

"If it is another demon lord, and the Buddhist sect closes its mountains and goes into seclusion, then this world will probably become corrupt again."

The swordsman muttered to himself, his face filled with sorrow.

The next moment, he carried Bai Lai and headed straight for the Four Symbols Boundary Wall.

Clearly, he had not given up on the idea of ​​killing Zhuge Huowang, that devil.

Of course, he couldn't give up.

After all, neither he nor the Buddhist sect could sit idly by and watch Zhuge Huowang plot to destroy the Four Symbols Boundary Wall.

That's right!

Bai Lai had already told the sword monk everything he had overheard.

This is one of the reasons why the sword monk was willing to spend three hundred years of his lifespan to kill Zhuge Huowang here.

"Whoosh-"

After the sword monk left...

The world returned to silence, as if nothing had ever happened.

However, with such a commotion caused by the battle between immortals, it would be strange if no one paid attention.

A group of mushroom masters of varying degrees of power had already gathered on the ground.

These mushroom masters vary in strength; the strong ones are at least at the fifth level, while the weak ones are only at the first level.

Without exception, they were all mushroom masters from nearby tribes, or wandering cultivators who were attracted by the immortals while passing through the area.

Because the battle between Zhuge Huowang and the sword monk took place entirely in the sky, it did not affect these mortal mushroom masters.

Thus, these ordinary mushroom growers watched the entire process from beginning to end, and it truly broadened their horizons.

For a moment, all the mushroom masters were talking at once, discussing the great power of the two immortals.

Everyone was filled with longing and envy, wishing they could take their place.

Among this crowd was a handsome young man with delicate features, gazing blankly at the horizon.

"Fairy..."

"One day, I too will become an immortal who roams the heavens freely."

"Only in this way can we bring glory to our ancestors and avenge our blood feud."

The young master muttered to himself, his gaze resolute.

And this person was none other than Yan Wuxin, the only son of the Yan family in Zhaodi Town!

He did not drown after falling into the River of Oblivion that day.

Perhaps it was fate that she was not meant to die, because she was later rescued by Granny Jia of Chunxiang Tower and her daughter, Sister Lian, and survived.

However, due to the River of Forgotten Home, Yan Wuxin lost most of his memories, and forgot many important things completely.

He even forgot why he fell into the river and drowned, forgot why the Yan family was destroyed, and forgot why his father died.

Yan Wuxin only remembers that he is the young patriarch of the Yan family, bearing the heavy responsibility of bringing glory to the Yan family and restoring its former glory.

Later, it was Jia Mama who told him the news of the Yan family's destruction and the death of the Yan clan leader.

Immediately following this, the Buddhist sect posted a list of demons to be exterminated, offering a reward for the little demon Wu Liang.

Yan Wuxin thus learned that the little devil Wu Liang was the culprit who caused the destruction of the three families, murdered Master Wen and Wu Xingzhe, and plotted against Abbot Shanren.

In this situation, Yan Wuxin, who had lost his memory, naturally assumed that Wu Liang had killed his father.

For this reason, Yan Wuxin sought revenge against his father's killer, and also to carry on his father's legacy and bring glory to the Yan family.

Therefore, he left his hometown and went to the East to hone his skills and seek immortality.

It is worth mentioning that……

Before leaving, Yan Wuxin also killed Jia Mama and Lian Mei, who had saved his life, and chopped them into mincemeat to feed to the dogs.

And the reason is quite simple...

Under his interrogation using his religious methods, Jia's mother and Lian's younger sister revealed that they had been involved with Sekong.

According to information revealed by the Buddhist sect, the little demon Wu Liang is actually Se Kong, and Se Kong is Wu Liang.

These two guys had connections with his enemies, so even if they were his saviors, they deserved to die.

Yan Wuxin's eyes flickered, then he looked away and threw out a second-tier Thousand Paper Crane Mushroom.

The paper crane mushrooms swelled in the wind, quickly growing to a size large enough to support a person.

He rode on a thousand paper cranes and left without looking back, leaving only a message in the wind...

"Wu Liang, you must wait for me. When I become an immortal, I will kill you with my own hands."

……

Soul-Stealing Ridge.

Sometime later, the ecstasy finally subsided.

On the soil formed from flesh and blood, a small, unassuming bronze tower spins around...

The next moment, Wu Liang and Gu Zhenren's figures appeared.

They immediately looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the wind had subsided.

Wu Liang nodded slightly and gestured with his hand.

The Demon Suppression Tower instantly returned to the Formless Token, which he then pocketed.

"It seems we came out at just the right time..."

(End of this chapter)