Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 269 Zhu Daoren

The figure that was forced out of the void was a child wearing a small jacket and a golden collar. There was a jade token hanging on his head. He looked at Chu Tai with some surprise and said, "You were able to break my magical power?"

"Wait, your magic power doesn't seem like that of a casual cultivator..."

Chu Tai looked at the child with something not quite right in his eyes. He originally thought that the person coming was Zhu Ling, but he never expected that he would force out a descendant of the immortal sect.

In his eyes, the child was full of vitality and vigor, and obviously not very old.

But its inner divine appearance and the whole body filled with precious light were obviously the manifestation of the successful practice of some superior mysterious magic.

To put it simply, it means to practice a certain kind of profound true Qi, with the grade being at least fifth grade, and having the possibility of being promoted to third grade true Qi later.

Upon hearing this, the child raised his chin and said proudly, "Of course I am not a side sect cultivator. I am the ninth generation disciple of the Emei Sect, and my Taoist name is Qi Guang. Today, I am entrusted by someone to come and take back the lost part of the inheritance of Taoist Fellow Zhu Ling."

Chu Tai sneered when he heard this, "If I'm not mistaken, you arrived here half a day ago. Why did you take action now?"

Qi Guang heard this, pointed at the old man's remaining shadow, and said in a cold voice: "According to my ancestor's calculations, the lost part of the inheritance of Fellow Daoist Zhu Ling's lineage should have been born two hundred years later. I don't know where you got the news about this old demon, but Fellow Daoist Zhu Ling will definitely establish the Xianxia Sect in the future. How dare you go against the will of heaven?"

Hearing this, Chu Tai was stunned for a moment, and then with a cold face, he sneered: "God's will? Your ancestor is one of the Four Great True Lords, or the Great Luo Heavenly Dao Lord, and you dare to talk about God's will?"

Chu Tai's answer made Qi Guang glare angrily.

"My ancestor's cultivation is unparalleled. He has long achieved the highest level of celestial immortals and has a seat in Daluo Heaven. How dare you, a yang spirit who has just achieved his initial stage and whose immortal career is not yet settled, talk nonsense about my ancestor?"

As he said that, Qi Guang raised his hand, and there was a burst of thunder, followed by two golden lights flying out. Qi Guang pointed his hand and slashed towards Chu Taifei.

Chu Tai snapped his fingers and the Scorpion Tail Sword flew out. It turned in the air and split into five sword lights, one from top to bottom and left to right.

As soon as the swords of both sides touched, rays of light exploded in the air, and sparks flew, like a star rain.

"Sword light splits? No, it seems to be some kind of magical power..."

Qi Guang was startled, but didn't dare to be careless. He quickly made sword gestures with his little hands and used the Emei sword technique that he had practiced hard.

As one of the most famous immortal sects in the Central Plains, the Emei sword technique is light, agile and flexible, and can be used both in reality and in illusion. Once activated, the sword moves like a swimming dragon, with endless changes.

It's just that Qi Guang has not practiced for long, and has not yet mastered the core and subtle sword techniques. He is unable to break the rules and reach the state of rising like dancing in the air and falling like a breeze.

Although Chu Tai was not very proficient in sword techniques, the blessing of the Dao Fruit fragments and the gathering of many magical powers made him more capable than ordinary geniuses. At this moment, he was fighting with the opponent just to learn the method of flying swords.

Even though Chu Tai was learning on the spot, after a cup of tea, Qi Guang's mentality was somewhat broken.

He could feel that Chu Tai's swordsmanship was constantly improving and was gradually surpassing his own. He was so anxious that his face turned pale and he bit his lips tightly.

When Chu Tai's sword light was about to kill him, Qi Guang gritted his teeth, turned his flying sword, let the two swords collide, the sword lights intersected, rolled up sword energy, and temporarily forced back Chu Tai's offensive.

Qi Guang jumped out of the circle, took something out of his arms and threw it to Chu Tai.

It was an inkstone. After it was released from his hand, it became five meters in size in mid-air. Many talismans appeared on the surface, condensing into a spiritual light, locking the void and pressing down on his head. Seeing this, Chu Tai waved his sleeves, and the Taiyi Two-phase Ring rotated, deriving hundreds of light circles of different sizes, which were stacked on the inkstone. Then he stretched out his hand, grabbed it, and held it in his hand.

"It is a good magic weapon, but it is not compatible with your true energy, so you didn't use it well."

Qi Guang was already shocked when Chu Tai took away the inkstone.

This inkstone was a magic weapon given to him by a senior. It was said that it was made by a casual cultivator after ten decades of sacrifice and refinement. After being refined by his elders, it was transformed into a mysterious one and added with a lot of mysteries. A sixth-rank cultivator would basically not be able to survive if hit by it, and most fifth-rank cultivators would not dare to take it head-on.

Seeing Chu Tai take it away so easily, he immediately knew that the other party was not simple. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the jade token. A clear light fell and rolled up in mid-air, ready to wrap him up and leave.

"You want to leave now?"

Chu Tai waved the Taiyi Youxian Banner, and the red fire red cloud golden light and the seven yin mysterious evil light intertwined up and down, and a rainbow bridge appeared, knocking it down from the void.

Looking to the side, Chu Tai waved his sword in the air, golden light gathered, flames rose, sharp edges appeared out of thin air, turned into golden swords and fell down, intending to kill Qi Guang on the spot.

A white mist appeared out of nowhere and formed a precious light above Qi Guang's head, protecting his entire body.

Bursts of explosions were heard, the precious light shattered and reassembled, Qi Guang groaned, retreated seven or eight steps, and passed out.

Then, a short and fat man walked out, stared at Chu Tai and said with a smile: "Daoyou has superb cultivation, I think you are also an old cultivator with many years of experience. Why do you have to embarrass a child and bully the weak?"

Chu Tai felt a sense of déjà vu when he heard this, and couldn't help asking, "Who from the Emei Sect are you?"

Hearing this, the man shook his head and said, "I am Zhu Ling, not a disciple of the Emei Sect. I am just temporarily living in Mount Emei to practice."

"I see. You're using this kid as a gun? So now because this kid can't do anything to me, you have to do it yourself?"

When Chu Tai said this, Taoist Zhu Ling didn't know how to respond. Chu Tai also took this opportunity to completely refine the old man and extracted two rays of spiritual light from his dissipated spiritual energy.

As soon as he saw the spiritual light, Taoist Zhu Ling knew something was wrong and said quickly, "Daoist friend, these two items are related to my future path in Taoism. Please have mercy on me and give them to me!"

Chu Tai laughed out loud in anger when he heard this.

"Master Zhu, you arrived half a day earlier than Qi Guang. You could have asked me for it nicely. I would have given it to you at that time. But you encouraged others to take action and hid in the dark to observe. Isn't it because you don't want to owe me a favor and create karma? Now that you see that things are impossible, you speak up. Why should I agree to you?"

As he spoke, Chu Tai put the spiritual light into his sleeve.

Taoist Zhu Ling sighed helplessly upon seeing this, and then he sacrificed a ray of spiritual light, which turned into red, yellow and blue light in the sky, interweaving with each other to form a cone of light that fell down.

Dots of fluorescent light danced in the air, stirring up thousands of fireworks and exploding into colorful clouds.

"hypocritical!"

Chu Tai, who was already annoyed, became even more furious when he saw this scene. He waved the Taiyi Youxian Banner, and golden light and precious light flew up, swirling up and down, holding up the falling three-colored precious light. Then the Scorpion Tail Sword rose from bottom to top, turning into a sword rainbow and pointing directly at Zhu Ling's brow.

(End of this chapter)