I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 197 Continue to break through, infinite elixir!
The sky and the earth suddenly turned upside down, as if an invisible giant hand was tearing the entire space apart.

Li Qingyun's body was instantly sucked into a hot vortex. The sounds around him were torn to pieces, leaving only the low buzzing echo in his ears.

In his field of vision, red light rolled like a tide, drowning his five senses, and the entire world before his eyes fell into an abyss of chaos.

Suddenly, the force tightened, like a clenched fist that gripped him, and then suddenly loosened. The violently distorted space in front of Li Qingyun finally froze, and he felt a huge force throwing him heavily and falling downwards.

He quickly calmed his mind in the air, and the vital energy in his body circulated. His body turned flexibly in mid-air, somersaulted lightly, and landed steadily on the ground.

The cold snowflakes rustled as he stepped on them, and the chill penetrated through the soles of his boots and into his skin.

He raised his head and looked around, and found that what he saw was no longer the ancient stone walls and magic circles in the cave, but a snow-capped mountain pine forest shrouded in night.

The sky was as deep as ink, and the crescent moon was like a sickle, hanging high in the dark sky.

The cold light cast mottled shadows on the pine forest, like silent ghosts roaming in the darkness.

The cold wind blew past with the fragrance of pine resin, chilling him to the bone and making his skin numb slightly.

Li Qingyun took a deep breath and tried to calm the shock in his heart.

He quickly looked around, and after making sure there was no danger for the time being, he tiptoed and his body turned into a stream of green light, flying towards the location of his incarnation.

Not far away, fire flickered, and dozens of familiar figures appeared in the dim light of the forest.

Li Qingyun landed in a snowy field and quickly replaced his clone "Gao Ren'an", walking towards the crowd with some urgency in his steps.

In the light of the fire, he quickly saw his master Feng Yaqin and the other practitioners who were exploring the temple.

Feng Yaqin was dressed in white, with her black hair fluttering gently in the night breeze. When she saw Li Qingyun return safely, a hint of concern flashed in her eyes:
"Ren'an, are you okay?"

Li Qingyun shook his head in confusion, with a hint of bewilderment on his face:
"I'm fine, just a little dizzy. How did we get out? Where is this?"

Master Fu Long of the Huashan Sect frowned, stroked his beard, and murmured in a low voice:
"In my opinion, there must be some kind of powerful space formation in that cave. Perhaps the vibration just now accidentally triggered the formation and expelled us all."

Hearing this, everyone turned to look in the direction of the original cave.

There, at this moment, was a blazing red light. The originally round mountaintop was swallowed up by lava. The fiery red magma surged, making a low roar, and illuminated half of the sky like a bloody purgatory.

The ground shook slightly, as if some angry being was roaring deep in the earth.

The cultivators looked at the blazing lava area and recalled the life-and-death adventure they had experienced in the cave. They couldn't help but feel a lingering fear in their hearts, and their expressions still showed a hint of shock.

Several young disciples looked even paler, obviously having consumed a lot of their physical and mental energy in the battle.

"I was almost dead just now. I didn't expect that there were such a large number of ghosts hidden in the cave. It's really hard to guard against."

Taoist Qianye of the Qingcheng Sect sighed, with a strong sense of fear in his tone.

As a senior who has been in the cultivation world for decades, he prides himself on being knowledgeable and experienced, but he has never encountered such a large number of strange ghosts.

Taoist Qianye still felt a lingering fear when he recalled the scene in the previous battle where one of his young disciples was almost pierced through the qi sea by a ghost.

If he had not used the talisman to protect the other party in time, the disciple would have been killed by the ghost.

"Yes, the appearance of those ghosts is really strange, and the number is abnormally large. Could it be related to the spirit world?"

Master Kongxiang of Shaolin Temple said in a low voice, his brows furrowed, with worry hinted in his eyes.

When everyone heard this, they nodded.

With the identities and information channels of these fifth-level powerful people present, they had long heard the rumors about the God's Descent Ceremony tearing open a rift in the spiritual world. Therefore, when the Shaolin Temple's Master Kongxiang suggested that the changes in the cave might be related to the rift in the spiritual world, everyone looked solemn and nodded in agreement.

The sudden influx of ghosts in the cave was like a tide of attack, which was obviously not just an ordinary vision.

The practitioners from various major sects were talking to each other in low voices, with anxiety and uneasiness in their voices.

Although they escaped death this time, except for Longhushan, most people gained nothing in the cave and took the risk in vain.

Thinking of the previous thrilling events, they couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, especially those disciples with lower cultivation. Although they walked out of the cave alive, they were severely hit in their minds and breath. They all looked pale, and some of them had holes in their clothes burned by the flames, looking miserable.

Li Qingyun's gaze swept across Feng Yaqin and the cultivators behind her in the night. Seeing that these people were more or less tired, they were all fine, he felt relieved.

The cultivators who can come here have at least the strength of the third realm. Even under the impact of volcanic eruptions and the collapse of magic arrays, they still have the means to save their lives.

However, the lingering sense of unease still lingers in the air, like a shadow lingering in everyone's heart.

At this time, an old but still loud voice came from not far away:
"I'm glad you're all safe."

Li Qingyun looked in the direction of the voice and saw the five elders from Liaodong walking in the night, supporting each other.

They experienced the sneak attack by Qiu Wang and Zhu Chengxi. Although they survived, they all looked haggard, as if they had aged dozens of years in just a short period of time.

Old Lady Bai had always been dignified and self-possessed, but now her hair was disheveled, her clothes were stained with dust and blood, her figure was slightly hunched, and her steps were no longer steady.

Taoist Qingye of the Qingcheng Sect was a loyal person. Seeing the seniors in such a state of distress, he immediately stepped forward and asked with concern:

"What's going on? Why are the Second and Fourth Manor Masters injured?"

Old Lady Bai glanced at everyone, forced a self-deprecating smile, and slowly sighed:
"We brothers and sisters were not well-trained in martial arts, and were ambushed and besieged by ghosts. If it weren't for the timely assistance of Master Feng of Longhu Mountain and Taoist Master Gao, I'm afraid we would have died here today.

"Oh, what a shame, what a shame!"

When Taoist Qingye heard this, his expression changed, and anger suddenly surged in his heart:

"Who is so bold as to take advantage of the chaos to attack several manor owners?"

Old Lady Bai shook her head:
"Master Qingye, don't be angry. There are other people who attacked us. It is most likely Qiu Wang and Zhu Chengxi, who are wanted by Kaifeng Prefecture. When the injuries of my second brother and fourth sister get better, we will naturally seek justice from them."

When they heard that an outsider had entered the cave and that a vicious incident of injuring people and stealing treasures had occurred, everyone's faces changed and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became more tense.

What is even more disturbing is that there is no trace of Qiu Wang and Zhu Chengxi, and their figures did not appear in the team that was teleported out.

Were the two men buried under the lava, or did they escape by some means and hide in the dark waiting for the next opportunity to strike?

Are they lurking in some dark corner, preparing to launch another sneak attack?
These thoughts flashed through everyone's minds in a chaotic manner, making it impossible for all the practitioners to truly let go of their worries.

Everyone subconsciously moved closer to their fellow disciples, with a hint of vigilance on their faces, glancing around from time to time.

Even a strong person like Ma Fenggu was a little nervous in the night wind. Her fingers rested lightly on the hilt of the sword, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Everyone knows that spiritual practitioners are best at sneak attacks, and can often kill people silently.

Master Fu Long of the Huashan Sect sighed, his tone somewhat solemn:

"I'm afraid there are more outsiders entering the cave this time than just Qiu Wang and Zhu Chengxi."

Everyone was startled and turned to look at him. They saw Master Fu Long waving his hand, motioning the Lu brothers and sisters to come forward:
"Tell us in detail what happened in the cave before."

The brother and sister Lu Qingfeng and Lu Yuehua looked at each other and told each other everything about how they met Tiger Lao San and how they almost lost their lives.

When everyone heard that an unknown young master had beaten Tiger Lao San to death, they all showed surprise on their faces.

Zen Master Kong Xiang frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"Tiger Third is ranked 26th in the list of the 72 heroes of the Earthly Fiends. His body is extremely strong and it is difficult for ordinary magic weapons to hurt him. He is also good at using tiger roars to shock the enemy and hurt their souls. With such strength, not many people in the world dare to say that they can definitely defeat him. What is the origin of that young man, who was able to suppress Tiger Third head-on and make him unable to fight back?"

"I am a poor monk with limited knowledge. I can't think of any strong person on the Tiangang Disha list who fits my nephew Lu Xian's description. You are all knowledgeable. Have you ever heard of such a young master?"

When Feng Yaqin heard someone mention the mysterious tall young man, her heart tightened and her heart suddenly rose to her throat. She unconsciously pricked up her ears to listen.

Ma Fenggu of the Emei School frowned:
"Master Kongxiang is right. Tiger Third is very powerful. Even if my eldest brother Xiahou Ren comes in person, there is no guarantee that he can defeat him. Unless it is Zhang Mingyi, the Five Thunder Immortal of Longhu Mountain, or my youngest brother, 'the white-clothed prodigy and the little sword demon' Bai Yizi, who comes in person, they may be able to kill it." If we talk about age, although my youngest brother Bai Yizi is middle-aged, he has rejuvenated and looks like a young man. However, he is good at swordsmanship and will never fight with Tiger Third with fists. This fighting style is not like him.

"In my opinion, if nephew Lu is not mistaken, perhaps it is a senior on the Tiangang Ranking who deliberately concealed his identity and did not want to be recognized."

When Lu Yuehua heard this, she quickly explained:
"Senior Ma, we really didn't see it wrong. At that time, Master Feng of Longhu Mountain and Taoist Gao were also present. They also witnessed the young man killing Tiger Third.

"What's more... Master Feng seems to be an old acquaintance of that young man."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Feng Yaqin.

Two red clouds appeared on the fair cheeks of this beautiful and cold female Taoist priest, and she looked unexpectedly a little flustered.

Seeing her expression flickering, Ma Fenggu couldn't help but ask:

"Nephew Feng, what's going on? What is your relationship with that young man?"

Feng Yaqin shook her head:
"I don't know that young master, but I have met him once..."

She then told everyone the story of the strange events that happened to her in Feng Village on her way here, and how she was rescued by the mysterious young man.

Her tone was calm, but every word seemed to carry a chill, echoing in the night wind and touching everyone's nerves.

When she mentioned that the ancient city of the Ula tribe was the scene of a blood sacrifice by the entire city, everyone present was shocked and fell silent in astonishment.

Originally, in the minds of these powerful people in the cultivation world, although the God's Descent Ritual tore open the gap between the spiritual world and the human world, they always believed that the cultivation world in the Central Plains was still calm, with only some strange phenomena and small-scale appearances of alien creatures.

However, no one expected that such a horrific change would occur within the territory of Liao.

Zen Master Kongxiang touched the smooth top of his head, his face showing deep compassion, and his tone was full of emotion:

"No wonder there has been no news of Brother Kongjian since he traveled around the world more than a month ago. It turns out that he has already passed away in the old city of Ula!

"He can cast such a vicious curse and kill so many lives. Could he really be an evil demon from the upper realm?"

Ma Fenggu sneered and said:
"From this perspective, the young master should be a senior on the Tiangang Ranking in disguise.

“Only a great master of the sixth realm has the ability to break such a powerful curse and bring justice to the world.

"If that's true, then the two cultists Qiu Wang and Zhu Chengxi were not teleported out with us. I'm afraid they were secretly eliminated by that senior. The net of heaven is vast and good will be rewarded in the end."

Master Fu Long frowned:

“Having said that, this happening shows that the situation is much worse than we expected.

“The rift between the spirit world and the human world is far greater and more dangerous than we imagined. If such a powerful being from the upper world is allowed to descend upon the human world, the human world will surely be plagued by disasters in the future.

"All cultivators will be caught up in this fate and will never have peace again."

His voice was low, but it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

As soon as the words fell, the surroundings fell into dead silence.

The night wind blew through the pine forest, making a low whimper, as if telling an uncertain fate.

The firelight reflected on every face, but it could not dispel the heavy pressure in their hearts.

The silence lasted for a long time, as if everyone was digesting the sudden shadow.

Finally, Old Lady Bai spoke slowly, breaking the strange silence:
"My fellow Taoists, this is not a place to stay for long. The forest is cold at night and strange beasts are rampant. It is better to return to Wuxian Manor to rest for a while before discussing the aftermath."

Her voice was hoarse, but it carried a calm and firm strength, as if reminding everyone that no matter how bad the situation was, they had to keep their composure and take every step carefully.

Everyone went through this life-and-death ordeal, and even these experienced Fifth Realm warriors felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Right now, we really need a safe place to recuperate and recover our strength. After hearing the proposal from Old Lady Bai, everyone nodded in agreement.

Feng Yaqin also looked at Li Qingyun:
"Ren'an, let's take a rest for one night. Tomorrow we will borrow a flying magic weapon and return to Longhu Mountain."

She was always decisive and wanted to leave as soon as it was over.

Now that the task of exploring Lu Tong's cave has been completed, and his apprentice has accidentally obtained such a priceless treasure as the Heavenly Book Stone Slab, staying here will only attract the covetousness of others.

Although most of the people present were seniors and disciples from famous sects, the world of cultivation has always been unfathomable, and one must always be on guard against others.

No one can guarantee whether these practitioners will have evil thoughts in the face of greed.

However, considering that her disciple had just formed his elixir and his body had not yet recovered to its best condition, Feng Yaqin did not want him to be too tired, so she decided to take a short rest at Wuxianzhuang and set off tomorrow.

After listening to Feng Yaqin's words, Li Qingyun nodded slightly. When he heard that no one had guessed his identity, he felt a little relieved. So he stood up and walked towards Wuxianzhuang side by side with Feng Yaqin.

The night breeze was cool along the way, and the sound of insects in the forest was refreshing and relaxed the tense nerves in the body.

When everyone arrived at Wuxianzhuang, it was already late at night.

The simple and solemn manor is located on the top of a high cliff, covered with snow. From a distance, it looks like a giant beast crawling in the night.

After returning to Wuxian Manor, everyone was welcomed into the main hall and sat down to rest.

The disciples of Wuxian Manor were busy treating the injuries of the injured Master Huang Er and Lady Liu Si, and at the same time brought hot tea and medicine to other cultivators to help them recover.

As the warm tea went down their throats, the chillness receded a little, and everyone's tense and tired mood began to gradually relax.

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It was a dark night, and the courtyard of Wuxianzhuang was shrouded in silvery moonlight.

Li Qingyun was arranged to stay in a secluded courtyard in the manor, surrounded by the sound of pine trees. The pine forest swayed gently in the night breeze, making a low hum like the sea tide.

He entered into a state of meditation alone in the room, summoning out the mysterious palace to conceal his true fate and aura. After confirming that everything was correct, he looked at the majestic energy and blood power in his body:

[Remaining Qi and Blood: 37,500 Souls...]

After successively killing three fifth-level warriors, Hu Lao San, Qiu Wang and Zhu Chengxi, a huge amount of qi and blood power burned in his blood like an endless flame, making the power in his body seem to surge to the extreme.

It is through this opportunity that he wants to continue to break through and reach a higher level.

After breaking through the bottleneck with the help of the huge impact force when the golden elixir was shattered and entering the "divine realm" of martial arts, the "Great Freedom Heavenly Immortal Art" has reached a new hurdle - the next step is to condense the "immortal embryo" and form the "infinite immortal elixir".

Similar to the Taoist Golden Elixir, the "Infinite Immortal Pill" is a fusion of the Taoist true qi and the innate true qi of martial arts. It uses the martial artist's own qi and blood as a furnace to suppress an extremely powerful immortal embryo until it is nurtured into an infant, and nurtures an extremely powerful immortal embryo in the Dantian.

Once it is formed, it will be able to replace the mortal body of the cultivator and achieve the "Hongmeng Infinite Dao Body", becoming a true celestial being - immortal, dust-free and stain-free.

Li Qingyun sat cross-legged, cleared his mind, and began to practice his magical power of "performing the law", mobilizing the Qi and blood in his body, and began to practice initiation at a speed that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

The vast and boundless qi and blood were sacrificed so quickly that Li Qingyun suddenly felt a powerful energy surging in his body, impacting his meridians and dantian like a mountain torrent.

Under the guidance of his magical powers, he slowly regulated his breathing, and his hands quickly performed complex spells. The "Great Freedom Heavenly Immortal Technique" operated on its own in his infinite clones, guiding all the qi and blood to gather in the center of his dantian, like a river flowing into the sea.

Every bit of blood and qi was quickly refined into pure spiritual power, and infused into his body at a speed that ordinary people could hardly imagine. Every fluctuation of blood and qi was like a storm hitting the shore, stirring up the infinite divine will hidden in his body.

The majestic energy and blood surged like a torrent, and Li Qingyun's body seemed to have turned into a furnace, slowly burning and refining the infinite divine will, from being invisible and intangible to condensing into shape.

As the mantra of the technique was practiced, the aura in Li Qingyun's body began to change. The originally dormant power deep in his dantian seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, becoming more violent and pure.

Gradually, his whole body was enveloped by a layer of light purple light, which was like the glow of the dawn of the universe, appearing mysterious and far-reaching in the night...

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(End of this chapter)