My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

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Chapter 48 Despair

"Are you curious as to why there isn't any spiritual power here?"

Hei Wuchang looked condescendingly at the former colleague in front of him. She used to be superior to him in terms of position, but now she is just a hunchbacked old lady on crutches.

Grandma Mo was blocked under the shadow of Heiwuchang, she stared at him with her head up, silent, but there was no look of fear on her face.

Hei Wuchang ignored her reaction, but talked to himself extremely excitedly.

"It's very simple. This entire mountain range is surrounded by the world of immortals, and the way to become immortals of this immortal is absolutely immortal! As long as you don't reach the realm of ten palaces, you can't compete with it."

"No immortal has ever been born in the world, how could you..."

Grandma Mo knew that today might be the day of her death, but even if she died, she had to die to understand.

"There are no immortals now, but it doesn't mean there were no immortals before."

Hei Wuchang laughed and jumped in front of the cross-legged black statue, reached out and took off a piece of black blood stain on the face of the old man's statue, revealing the pale and smooth skin underneath.

It turned out that the statue looked pitch black, but it was actually covered in a thick layer of blood scab because it had been soaked in blood for many years.

"This is Wuchen Immortal who became an immortal thousands of years ago. Although Kunlun has always claimed that he turned into an immortal and went away, my ancestors found this body when they sneaked in to steal things, and it has been passed down to me."

Grandma Mo was extremely horrified.

She had lived for nearly two hundred years, and only today did she learn this news that almost overturned her Taoist heart.

Immortals die too? !

According to the records of ancient books, those who become immortals are all existences where the heaven and the earth are destroyed but I am immortal, the sun and the moon are rotten but I am immortal.

Their world is independent enough from the rest of the world to be indestructible and immortal.

"Although the yang soul in this body has gone nowhere, relying on the methods of my ancestors, I can still resurrect the immortal's body for a moment, allowing him to instinctively display his own laws of heaven and earth."

He smiled and patted the head of the Immortal Wuchen beside him, showing no respect at all.

"Even if it's only one thousand percent of the power in life, it's more than enough to deal with today's ascetics. It's a pity that the leader is not here. I planned to use such a good thing first."

Having said that, he appreciatively looked at Grandma Mo's ashen expression, and he enjoyed the despair of tasting the prey like tasting a gluttonous feast.

"Oh, I forgot there are two little flies."

Hei Wuchang suddenly turned his head, and the flashing sword edge pierced through his head just now, and then a long knife slashed towards his neck with unparalleled force.

Zheng Sirer and Mu Qinghe took advantage of him not paying attention and launched a sneak attack from behind.

It's a pity that the gap in strength is really too big.

Hei Wu used to bend down at a speed so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, with the supporting foot as the center of the circle, the other leg made a circular arc, and kicked two whip legs backwards.

"Wow!"

"what!"

Mu Qinghe and Zheng Sirer both cried out in pain and were kicked backwards in the air.

boom! boom! boom!

A few more loud bangs.

Mu Qinghe's back hit a boulder, and the boulder instantly split into cracks as dense as a spider web.

And Zheng Si'er smashed several giant trees that were big enough to hug him, and inserted the long knife in his hand into Shifeng, barely stopping his retreat.

Just as she was about to stand up with the handle of the knife, the long knife made of thousand-forged fine steel in her hand instantly turned into ashes, leaving bright red blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Pooh!"

Zheng Sier turned her head and spat out blood and saliva. She looked at Hei Wuchang with extremely unwilling eyes.

This is the gap between the second greatest master in the world and the grand master.

Even if Hei Wuchang wanted to play a little longer and deliberately put away the strength on his feet, the two of them still had no ability to resist at all. A simple single kick can have such power.

"The leader actually asked you to bring out this sword?"

Hei Wuchang looked at the Wuliang Lotus Tribulation Sword in his hand with joy, stretched out his hand and flicked the blade of the sword, and the soft moan was clear and sweet.

"Thank you very much. I have been coveting the leader's sword for a long time. I didn't expect that I would get an unexpected harvest today."

At that moment, Zheng Si'er's sword was shattered and Mu Qinghe's sword was snatched away. At this time, a strong sense of powerlessness spread in the hearts of the three of them. The original biggest reliance was of no use under the Immortal World. Even if the Tao realm was higher Even the profound Taoist Mingyue could not do anything to the second greatest master in the world.

"As a thank you gift, I must send you an extraordinary death, so as to express my gratitude."

Hei Wuchang bowed respectfully to Mu Qinghe who presented him with the sword.

"Xiaosheng's culinary skills are limited, so how about using this sword to cut the girl into a thousand pieces, and make a plate of human meat?"

Mu Qinghe leaned on the boulder behind her, the pain all over her body made her speechless, she could only open her phoenix eyes and stare angrily at Hei Wuchang.

"Since the girl has no objection, then Xiaosheng will start?"

With a smile on his face, Hei Wuchang walked slowly towards Mu Qinghe with his sword in hand. Every step was a countdown to the beginning of the torture.

Mu Qinghe closed her eyes in despair. At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from the jungle nearby.

"Are you here?"

There was a rustling sound in the jungle, and a young Taoist priest in green clothes slowly walked out from the lush branches and leaves with a fairy in white clothes on his back.

It was Ling Xiaodong and Yue Yingying who had separated from them earlier!

Mu Qinghe opened her eyes and looked in the direction of Ling Xiaodong. She was about to tell him to leave quickly, but in the end she closed her half-open lips, leaving only a line of clear tears in the corners of her eyes.

Because she knew that it was impossible to leave now.

Ling Xiaodong paused, he saw Mu Qinghe who was powerlessly leaning against the huge boulder, and Zheng Sier who was half kneeling in the forest with bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Finally, he shifted his gaze to the unknown sword-wielding man in the middle, and understood everything instantly.

"You are black impermanence?" There was sullenness in his tone.

"Who are you?" Hei Wuchang asked.

Ling Xiaodong did not reply to his words, but carefully knelt down and put down Yue Yingying from his back.

Yue Yingying supported the tree trunk with one hand, limped with one foot, and jumped off his back on one foot with the other. She looked at her apprentice with some worry, and asked with a frown:

"Can it work? This is the second best in the world."

"Master just watch."

Ling Xiaodong turned around and smiled freely at Yueyingying, and walked step by step towards Hei Wuchang.

Grandma Mo reminded loudly:

"Little friend Ling! This place is surrounded by the world of immortals! Not to mention your cultivation in the Liuhe realm, even if your master is here, he can't use magic!"

"Hey, I said why the master suddenly fell down while flying, so it was you who did it?"

Ling Xiaodong clenched his hands together, making a crunching sound.

"You caused my master to twist his leg, and you have one more crime to commit. Tell me..."

He stopped nine feet in front of Heiwuchang, and asked him with a smile:

"How do you want to die?"

Ability System Setting

Some people say that they can't understand the ability system, so I will open a separate chapter for setting.

Level setting:

There are two ways to become stronger: cultivating Taoism and practicing martial arts.

Martial Arts Realm: Little Grandmaster, Grandmaster, Grandmaster, Land Immortal

The basis for division: There is no clear division of realms, and the ranking is purely based on specific battles and defeats.

The top [-] are called Grand Masters, the top [-] are called Grand Masters, and the top [-] are called Junior Grand Masters, ranked by the three lists of heaven, earth and people.

The list established by the National Preceptor can adjust the ranking in real time according to the victory of the battle, proving that he has the ability to monitor the whole country. However, with the weakness of the Dragon Vein and the obstruction of Luo Jiao in Central Continent, the list gradually became useless.

Land gods are beyond the statistical scope of the third list.

Three Land Immortals: Zheng Beiguan, who is rumored to be dead (Ling Xiaodong), Li Xiyi (Master of the Zhou Dynasty), and Wanyan Shengjun (Prince of the Huns)

The first place on the list is: Wenren Yiqing (Northern King’s right-hand man) and the second place is: Heiwuchang (former Luojiao right protector, leader of Bailian)

The levels of Taoism are divided into: one yuan, two instruments, three clears, four images, five elements, Liuhe, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces, ten directions (immortals)

Among them, Yiyuan, Liangyi and Sanqing are called the lower three realms, which belong to the enlightenment stage. They focus on the exploration of their own spirituality and can use simple magic techniques, such as night vision, eye opening, etc.

The Four Symbols, Five Elements, and Liuhe are called the Middle Three Realms. They are in the path-seeking stage. They can seduce the spiritual power of the outside world, create sky thunder and earth fire, and attack monsters. However, due to the restrictions of heaven, the damage to people will be weakened.

The seven stars, the eight trigrams, and the nine palaces are called the upper three realms. Compared with the previous ones, there has been a qualitative leap. The monks have identified their own path and have the ability to develop their own small world. Everyone has different abilities in the realm of heaven and earth. Taoism is related.

There are very few monks in the upper three realms. There are only nine people on the surface.

The four famous Taoist sect mountains: Wudang Mountain, Longhu Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, and Qiyun Mountain each have one monk of the Third Realm, Kunlun Mountain has two monks, two Luo Jiao (Grandma Zuo, the protector of the law, the leader), and one in Dazhou (National Preceptor Li Xiyi)

A person can practice Taoism and martial arts at the same time. The two do not conflict with each other, but ordinary people have limited energy and most of them specialize in one.

Regarding the advantages and disadvantages of cultivating Taoism and practicing martial arts.

Setting 1: Cultivate the Tao without cultivating the body. No matter how high the Tao realm is, the body will not be strengthened, just like ordinary people.

Setting 2: Practicing martial arts is more common among people in the world than practicing Taoism, because practicing Taoism requires high talent, and it cannot have immediate results like practicing martial arts. Practicing Taoism mainly produces results in the later period.

Regarding the relationship between victory and defeat: Grand Master and all martial arts realms below it and all monk realms below the Middle Three Realms and below will win and lose each other according to the different techniques and martial arts learned.

For example, if you don't practice Taoism, you can't see and touch the spirit body enslaved by ghost cultivators, and the grand master is helpless, or the grand master can resist the sky thunder of the middle three realms with a strong physical body, so Ye Yiyun will lose to the grand master.

The clear relationship between victory and defeat is: the monks of the upper three realms must be able to beat the grand master, because the monks of the upper three realms have their own domains.

Regarding the small worlds of the upper three realms: the heaven and earth of the higher realm will suppress the heaven and earth of the lower realm, and the winners and losers will be determined in the same realm according to the comprehended Tao.

Worldview setting

The Great Week is divided into five regions

East, west, north, south, plus the middle

East, the capital area, the area with the strongest dynasty control, (county system)

The north, the prince's territory, (enfeoffment system)

The West, nominally the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was actually an autonomous city-state, with the city lords having the greatest rights. (city-state system)

In the south, a place of obscurity, a swamp full of mosquitoes. (anarchy)

Zhongzhou, originally the land of the Zhou Dynasty, is now the territory of Luo Jiao. The former capital of the Shang Dynasty was here. The national master killed the dragon to create the Blood Lake (religious rule of the country).

To the west, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains, a mysterious place that no one has explored.

To the north of the north, the Xiongnu outside the territory, a nomadic people who believe in witches

To the east is the Dragon Gate of the Yuanhai Sea, where the Yangtze River enters the sea, and where fish leap over the Dragon Gate.

South of the south, Yunmengze is filled with all kinds of illusions, a paradise for fugitives or hidden people.