From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Master Baimu was terrified, but the swordsman remained unmoved. He drew a line in the air with his long sword, and the sword light turned into a stream of light, severing Master Baimu's head in one strike.

To be on the safe side, the swordsman turned around and circled to the right side of the headless body, then swung his sword downwards, severing the fleshy sac, which fell to the ground with a "thud".

This is the end.

The Hundred-Eyed Master has completely perished.

thereafter.

The swordsman then engaged the great shaman in battle, growing ever more courageous with each fight. He terrified the resentful skeletons, causing them to lose their will to fight and be killed one by one, leaving only a pile of white bones.

It is:

The swordsman rediscovered his former glory, his heart brimming with boundless pride.

Instead of worshipping Buddha, I worship the flowing river; with a single stroke, I cleave the universe in two.

"readily!"

The swordsman, Beast Blade, wiped the sweat from his brow, laughed three times, returned to the group, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Master, I have fulfilled my mission. I have eliminated the Great Witch Corpse Demon and the Hundred-Eyed True Man."

"good."

Jiang Liu smiled faintly, stepped forward, and with a surge of energy, turned the body of the Hundred-Eyed Immortal into dust. Looking at that wisp of spirit, he sighed, "You once entered the Lingtai Fangcun of this world. Although that Patriarch Subhuti did not attain true immortality, he was still a rare righteous one. He comprehended the Dao of Heaven and understood the four categories of cultivation in this world's Heavenly Court and Mount Ling, which he knew but not why: technique, flow, stillness, and movement."

You didn't learn these four subjects back then, which seemed to show your firm resolve, but you didn't know that these four side subjects were completely unnecessary to learn.

Once one's mind and spirit are disturbed, one will become obsessed with the power of magic, linger in the ways of officialdom, pursue solitary cultivation, and be infatuated with external elixirs, becoming self-taught.

You are obsessed with using tricks to bewitch people, you once wanted to find a powerful backer, you even lived alone in the mountains, indifferent to worldly affairs, and you used people as alchemical materials—

The techniques of stillness and movement are all mastered!

That sliver of spirit trembled slightly, as if unwilling, but Jiang Liu didn't care what he thought. He simply grabbed him, erased the last bit of his memory, and sent him to reincarnation.

Followed by.

Jiang Liu turned his gaze to the remains of those great shamans, blew a breath, and caused their remains to turn into sand and dust, merging with the sand and soil in Huangfeng Ridge. He sighed and said, "As the ancients said: Xing Tian wielded his axe and shield, his fierce will remained steadfast."

It's a pity that you descendants of the ancient witch clan have no ambition. Even though you're just a pile of bones, your arrogance remains on the surface, not in your bones.

"Senior Brother."

Old Fude stepped forward and asked curiously, "I have also heard about the ancient witch clan. It is said that they were formed from the essence of Pangu's blood, and each of them was born with divine strength and was exceptionally brave."

"The Witch Clan? They're just a lucky bunch trying to glorify themselves."

This primordial world was created by his Jiang Liu primordial spirit. He is Pangu. The so-called Wu tribe is nothing more than a combination of the information from the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Array, one of his two major body arrays, and the innate Qi of the primordial chaos at the beginning of creation.

What is a shaman?

The character for "witch" (巫) is composed of two horizontal strokes and one vertical stroke, representing two people.

The two horizontal lines represent heaven and earth.

The vertical line forms the spine.

The two are the crowd.

As the name suggests, a group of upright and indomitable people are called shamans.

What kind of witches are the Wu tribe?

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Liu mounted Bajing and led the way. It took seven days to travel, bathing in the sun's essence during the day and the moon's glow at night, until they finally arrived at the Yellow Wind Formation.

However, contrary to what Brother Tiger said, there was no strong wind in the "eye" area of ​​Huangfeng Ridge.

Brother Tiger said, "That yellow-haired weasel cultivates within the formation, but it doesn't not eat or drink; it still needs to rest."

The reason—

Everyone believed it.

Taking advantage of the lull in the wind, Jiang Liu decided to ride at full speed into the very center of the Yellow Wind Formation, lest the wind rise again and cause Kui Lang, Bai Hua Ai, and the others to disintegrate and scatter their souls.

Upon entering the outer perimeter of the eye of the storm, and seeing scattered cliffs eroded by the wind into a grayish-yellow color, Kui Lang exclaimed in surprise, "Was this place once a mountain range? Now it has been blown into this state."

"who?"

A loud sound came from within the gray-yellow cliff, and then a tall sable, about 16 feet tall, emerged. He was dressed in a gray shirt, with a skirt of armor around his waist, holding a steel fork in his left hand and a Buddha head in his right. He was quite imposing.

It was that yellow-haired weasel.

Upon seeing Jiang Liu, his eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "Where there are saints, there are thieves."

Where there are high mountains, there are also deep abysses.

Where there is a vast disparity, there will be bloodshed.

I can't escape.

You can't escape either!

Hearing this familiar opening line from his past life, Jiang Liu smiled calmly and said, "Saints and thieves are one; mountains and abysses are also one; the separation between heaven and earth, the wind and rain, is natural and inevitable, so why be attached to it?"

On the contrary, you cultivate that Samadhi Divine Wind, yet you do not know the true meaning of 'Samadhi,' so you cannot escape it.

And the previous me—

But he refused to flee even a step, preferring death to escape.

Upon hearing this, the yellow-haired weasel was startled. He then looked at the tiger brothers, a wolf demon, a local deity, a swordsman, a dragon horse, and a caravan standing beside him. He felt somewhat bewildered, but also had some thoughts. He said, "But it is a talking... Sun Wukong. Do you remember some memories from your past life?"

"No, my name is Guyue Yuanjue."

Jiang Liu shook his head.

"I'm not interested in who you are. I only ask, are you willing to become my sworn brother and cultivate the Great Dao together?" The old demon seemed somewhat expectant.

But Jiang Liu laughed and said, "Cultivate the Great Dao together? You stole my root, so it should be returned to its rightful owner, that's one thing; secondly, instead of focusing on your cultivation, you've been causing trouble in Huangfeng Ridge, leaving this area nearly a thousand miles deserted, you deserve to die."

"So there's no room for negotiation?"

Yellow Wind Monster's eyes were hostile.

"No discussion!"

The moment Jiang Liu finished speaking, the Yellow Wind Monster leaped up, twirled his steel fork, and slashed down at the entire caravan, showing no regard for the lives of mortals.

But Jiang Liu smiled slightly, reached out and firmly grasped the steel fork, gently twisting it to summon the power of heaven and earth, sending him flying into the scattered rocky cliffs, where he was buried under the rubble...

Chapter 1415 Revenge and Avenging One's Hatred: A Feeling of Great Joy

boom!

Shaking away the rubble, the Yellow Wind Demon gazed at the river, his eyes filled with astonishment and uncertainty. He couldn't understand how this chosen one possessed such power, and his heart was filled with vigilance.

"You've encountered the culprit who caused your family's ruin, why aren't you stepping forward?"

Jiang Liu said something to the Tiger Brothers, and summoned Jin Gong.

These two tigers—

The older tiger bullies the weak and fears the strong, only daring to eat rats to vent his anger; the younger tiger deceives himself, only hiding at the bottom of a well to muddle through life.

With Jiang Liu's help, Tiger Brother faced himself squarely, and Tiger Brother abandoned his cowardice. They were of different bodies but of one mind. The Golden Lord existed in both of their bodies and minds at the same time, greatly increasing their strength and enhancing their lives. They each drew the ring knife from their backs and attacked the Yellow Wind Monster from the left and right.

"Fool! Have you forgotten how I beat you all to submission back then?"

The old demon pointed the Buddha's head at the two brothers, opened his mouth, and exhaled a gust of wind that struck the two tiger demons. However, the wind dispersed into two wisps, which the two brothers then used to their advantage.

Seeing this, the old demon was startled and suspicious. He picked up his steel fork and stabbed at the tiger brother.

Tiger Brother dodged to the side, losing a tuft of fur, but narrowly avoided the stab. He then stepped forward, swung his monk's knife, and used the "Phoenix Wings Spreading Across the Plains" technique, sending sparks flying as he slashed at Yellow Wind Great Sage's wrist along the steel fork.

Tiger Brother was not to be outdone. He brandished his monk's knife and slashed at Yellow Wind Great Sage's neck, intending to cut off his head as well.

"What courage!"

The old demon materialized, and with a flick of his wrist, he swung the steel fork horizontally, knocking away the two monk's knives.

The two brothers, perfectly in sync, moved with lightning speed, their sword energy transforming into gleam as they engaged the old demon in fierce combat, giving him no chance to use the Buddha head again.

This battle was truly fierce.

The Demon King was enraged, and his brothers unleashed their power. The Demon King roared in fury, intending to sacrifice the two brothers as a sacrifice to his flag; the brothers chuckled and roared, wanting to annihilate the Yellow-haired Rat to vent their anger.

A fork comes, two swords parry; a sword goes, a single fork swings. On one side is a demon claiming to be the Great Sage; on the other, the Golden Duke and the Twin Tiger Kings. At first, they fought amidst the sandstorm; later, they clashed fiercely in the center of the battle. The steel fork is sharp and gleaming; the twin swords are white-bladed with yellow handles. A thrust will surely send them to the King of Hell; a cut will inevitably wound flesh and bone.

Quick hands and sharp eyes are not enough; one must also cultivate strong muscles and bones. Both sides intend to kill; it's impossible to know who will be safe and who will be injured!

The two brothers fought the Yellow Wind Monster for twenty rounds without a clear winner, but their cultivation was ultimately inferior to his opponent's. Even with the Golden Duke's blessing and the wind rising from his breath, they gradually became weak and numb.

"Luzhen, Fude, and Brother Daoke, please lend those two brothers a hand." After saying this, Jiang Liu blew a breath towards Daoke's confidant, causing his nine orifices to pulsate, giving him immense strength.

The swordsman, full of vigor and high spirits, carrying his long sword, joined Fu De and Lu Zhen in attacking the Yellow Wind Monster.

With three more people entering, the two brothers felt much less pressure. Overjoyed, they forgot their fatigue and risked their lives to join forces and attack the old demon.

Old Fude was hit by the steel fork, but no blood was drawn. Instead, he turned into a wisp of smoke, gathered his form and dispersed his energy, and then reassembled himself to the side. He raised his finger and pointed, uttering the word "stillness".

A golden "定" (fixed) character appeared above the old demon's head, and then extended into a net of light resembling thunder and flowing water, covering his entire body and rendering him unable to move.

This immobilization technique differs from Jiang Liu's. It uses magical power to draw the character "定" (fixed), which contains the principles of spatial laws, forcibly binding the other person's body.

Jiang Liu's method of immobilization is an internal technique, causing the Qi within another person to evolve into Yin and Yang Qi, which counteract each other. As a result, the person affected by this method must circulate Qi throughout the body to regulate the Yin and Yang within their body in order to break free.

In comparison, each has its own merits, but the immobilization spell cast by Lao Fude is just a magic spell and cannot assist in his own cultivation.

But it's enough to deal with those yellow-skinned weasels.

Just for a fleeting moment.

Lu Zhen swung his axe at the ankle, while the swordsman swung his blade at the arm. And the two tiger brothers, working together, hacked and slashed, their two blades aimed at the lungs, trying to break the stroke in his mouth.

Stab it!

Although the sable's cultivation level was higher than that of the five people, it was frozen in place for a moment and then hacked and slashed, which broke its defense.

His ankles buckled, and he staggered backward; his arms ached, and he dropped the steel fork; his lungs were stabbed, and his blood vessels were blocked; he could only hold onto the Buddha head, jump onto a nearby cliff, and make hand gestures and incantations to make the Buddha head open its mouth to let the wind blow.

Jiang Liu said to the Tiger Brothers, "As the saying goes, 'Clouds follow the dragon, tigers follow the wind.' You two should try to understand my Golden Lord, who controls the breath of heaven and earth, and blow out a breath so that the Yellow Wind Monster understands—"

Even a ferret is still a mouse; it will run away at the sight of a big cat!

The two brothers exchanged a glance and, sensing the rhythm of the Golden Lord taught by Jiang Liu, they indeed discovered that the breath of the wind in the world was connected to the heavens. Both of them took a deep breath, but their chests did not bulge much. They then slowly exhaled two breaths, using the power of heaven and earth to merge with it, instantly dispelling the evil wind in the Buddha's mouth.