Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 151: You beast, are you kidding me?
Luofengshan, Lu Yang has been living a very comfortable life recently.

Every day he would hold the "Pingrong Wanquan Book" and study the formations and talismans. When he had nothing to do, he would discuss Taoism with Su Nu to deepen their communication.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.

One day, a streak of light fell from the sky and landed on Luofeng Mountain. Yinshan Zhenren walked out of it and looked at Lu Yang with a strange expression.

"Junior brother, aren't you going out yet?"

"Go out? No rush, no rush."

Lu Yang hurried over and looked at Yinshan Zhenren eagerly. Seeing this, Yinshan Zhenren smiled proudly and then took out a formation plate.

Inside the formation, two familiar souls were being firmly suppressed. Countless black chains penetrated the souls, locking up all their thoughts and preventing them from even self-destructing. Their expressions became numb, and only after seeing Lu Yang did they reveal some expression.

Zhenren Huanwu, Zhenren Xuanwu.

The two fugitives from the Shenwu Sect were actually recaptured by Yinshan! Lu Yang was impressed, but also felt extremely wary.

It’s not about being wary of Yinshan Zhenren, but being wary of the middle stage of foundation building.

After all, he asked himself that if he fought against the two real people from the Shenwu Sect, although he could defeat them or even kill them, it would be almost impossible to capture them alive.

However, Yinshan Zhenren did it.

They were both in the middle stage of foundation building. If Yinshan Zhenren could do it, could Fulong Luohan do it? If Fulong Luohan could do it, then he would definitely not be his opponent.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang made a decision immediately.

"Wait a minute."

Anyway, he had just obtained two Foundation Establishment True Immortals, and was about to use them to refine the [Avici Sword]. Before that, he would use Su Nu to hold Fu Long back.

Fulong Arhat's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Su Nu flying across the sky. Beside him, the Butian Peak Master explained in a low voice with a helpless look on his face:
"Yinshan brought him those two idiots from the Shenwu Sect."

"He is currently refining the Avici Sword, that's why he didn't come out."

After a long while, Fulong Arhat finally managed a forced smile: "It's okay, although the effect of the second Wind-Proof Pill is reduced by one third, it is still useful."

"Victory is within reach, I will hold on."

Another ten years have passed.

On Luofeng Mountain, a streak of blood-red light stretched from heaven to earth, almost dyeing half of the sky red. After a long time, it slowly converged and turned into a little girl falling down.

"Master, I'm full!"

The little girl, who had transformed into the Avici Sword, patted her round belly, her pretty face flushed, and she said contentedly, "I haven't eaten this full in a long time!"

After saying this, she turned around and transformed into the true form of a scarlet longsword, allowing Lu Yang to hold her in his hand. As Lu Yang's mana continued to flow into the sword, it resonated with the sword spirit. Soon, the information of the newly refined [Avici Sword] emerged in his mind:

"Great! It really is a superb spiritual treasure!"

Lu Yang showed a look of joy. Unlike the [Jiutianyi], the [Abi Sword] was a pure killing weapon, and its magic was naturally more used in fighting.

And this magical power is called [Human Slaughter]

"Using the [Blood of the People] as the material, [Dark Steel] as the blade, and combining its spirituality with the [Upper Chapter] of the Ten Heavenly Gangs, it manifests its magic and becomes the [Avici Sword]."

This sword inherits the spirit of the previous chapter. It is wind and frost in the sky and metal and iron on the ground. It holds the killing power of heaven and earth and is extremely masculine. Therefore, the more the sword holder practices this way, fights with his peers, defeats the strong with the weak, and takes their lives when defeated, the more powerful the sword will be, until the last sword is drawn and all methods are broken!

Lu Yang sighed: "What a [Man-Slayer]!"

As the name suggests, this is a killing sword!

The more you kill, the stronger the monsters you kill, and the greater the power. In a sense, it is the same ability as the Banner of All Spirits. It is simple and crude but also very useful.

However, unlike the Wanling Banner, this magical power has side effects.

That is, the person holding the sword can only win, not lose. Once defeated by others, the magical power will be reduced by half and must be accumulated from the beginning.

However, correspondingly, the power is also guaranteed.

"Now that I have sacrificed two Foundation Establishment Real People to the sword, it is hard to say to what extent the power of this sword has increased. I will find a chance to try it someday." Lu Yang put away the Avici Sword with satisfaction.

Then, he opened the panel of the [Book of Hundred Worlds] again, his eyes fell on the [Anchor Point Number], and he pondered in his heart: "Should I use it at this moment?"

He had previously intended to use the anchor point for after the reopening.

However, after several decades, he gradually changed his mind because today, he seemed to have a little more good things.

And if he were to start over again at the beginning, he would definitely choose to cultivate.

But in that case, the inexplicable appearance of a Foundation Establishment Master in the sea of ​​clouds would certainly alarm many people, and he did not have the Heaven-Exploring Instrument at that time.

If you are not careful, it may become a dead file.

So after thinking it over, Lu Yang felt that he should leave a safety net and use the anchor point for now. Anyway, he can freely choose the time when reopening.

In addition, there is another advantage to doing this: that is, by placing the anchor point in the present, he no longer needs to put cultivation and treasures first, but can choose a talent after restarting! With his experience and achievements in this life, he can definitely open a superior talent!

Lu Yang still recognized the talents provided by the [Book of Hundred Worlds].

The purple talent [A bit of a talent] alone has saved him more than once, and it has made him even more excited about the effects of the gold talent.

".Let's do it!"

Lu Yang thought about it again and again, and finally made a decision. With a thought, an anchor point appeared on the panel of [Book of Hundred Worlds].

After doing all this, Lu Yang began to think about his next move.

"Do you want to leave the sect to search for the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends?"

Lu Yang counted on his fingers and shook his head: "That's not right. How can Fu Long live so long? He has already lived for an extra twenty years. Forget it, let's wait a little longer."

Ten years passed and another ten years passed. Fulong Luohan finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Since the effectiveness of the Wind-Proof Pill was reduced by one third after repeated use, he had used up three Wind-Proof Pills from the Lord of Butian Peak over the past twenty years.

Then the master of Butian Peak could no longer be contacted.

At this point, Fulong Luohan could no longer fight with others, and even found it difficult to move. He could no longer breathe in, but only exhale.

At this moment, there was only despair in his heart.

Then he found that his memories, which had become gradually blurred due to old age, suddenly became clear, especially the figure of Lu Yang.

[Engagement of relationship]!
The next second, the figure in memory became real, and a young man in his prime, who had not changed at all from decades ago, walked out.

However, Lu Yang calculated that his time was up and came to visit him specially.

"Fellow Daoist, how are you?"

Fulong Arhat: “.”

At this moment, the experience of squatting outside the Holy Sect for twenty years flashed through his mind, and Fulong Luohan finally woke up as if from a dream: "You beast who can deduce the secrets of heaven, are you kidding me!?"

Before he finished speaking, Fulong Luohan spit out a mouthful of hot blood towards the sky:

"what--!!!"

He is not willing!

If he had known earlier that Lu Yang had a treasure that could deduce the secrets of heaven, why would he have foolishly wasted twenty years? He would definitely have found another way to conceal the secret!

Thinking of this, Fulong Luohan struggled to support his body, as if he still wanted to fight to the death with Lu Yang.

However, the end is near and there is nothing that can be done to reverse the situation.

In the foundation-building realm, a gust of wind blew.

Fulong Arhat had barely managed to stand up when he completely lost all strength. He fell to the ground with a thud, then collapsed with a bang, his soul drifting into the cycle of reincarnation.
(End of this chapter)