I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 201 Become famous
As soon as Li Qingyun finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. In the huge square in front of Yuyuan Palace, it seemed that even the wind had stopped, and time froze at this moment.

Except for Feng Yaqin who looked calm, everyone else was stunned.

Disciples such as Chai Huizhu, Zhang Ji, and Wu Daoan were all shocked and stared in amazement at this junior brother who had just joined the sect - no one had expected that Li Qingyun would dare to challenge a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in such an occasion.

The disciples of Tianchen Palace were also stunned.

Their master, Wen Yufeng, is the head of Tianchen Palace and has great strength. Although he has not yet entered the fifth realm of "Yin Shen", he is already famous among the cultivators of this generation in Longhu Mountain.

Anyone who can fight with Master Wen should at least be a strong man of the same realm.

But now, this young Taoist priest from Yuyuan Palace actually dared to challenge in public?

It's crazy.

After a brief silence, the whole place was in an uproar, and low voices rose like a tide.

"Who is this boy? He looks unfamiliar... Is he a new disciple of Yuyuan Palace?"

"He's probably a newbie who hasn't figured out the rules of Longhu Mountain yet."

"You dare to challenge Master in this situation? Isn't this courting death?"

"He really doesn't know his own limitations... Master can knock him down with just a flick of his finger!"

"I guess he just became a disciple of Yuyuan Palace and wanted to leave a good impression on Master Feng, but this method is too presumptuous..."

More disciples of Tianchen Palace were whispering to each other, some with a tone of gloating.

A great cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage versus a young disciple who had just become a disciple? The result was definitely not a foregone conclusion.

Some people even had already mentally rehearsed the tragic scene of Li Qingyun being knocked down by lightning.

Feng Yaqin heard the whispers around her and her expression was stern but she remained calm.

She naturally believed in Li Qingyun's abilities. If he showed his true identity and fought as a warrior in the Divine Realm, even ten Wen Yufengs tied together would not be his match.

But this is Longhu Mountain. If Li Qingyun wants to continue to conceal his identity, he can only use the Taoist magic of the Jindan period to fight.

Feng Yaqin was very clear about Wen Yufeng's cultivation level. If there was a ranking similar to the Earthly Evil List among the fourth-level cultivators in the world, this person would definitely be among them.

Especially since he was good at thunder magic, which was extremely aggressive and could cause injury if one was not careful, which made her feel worried.

Thinking of this, Feng Yaqin's gaze unconsciously fell on Li Qingyun. As long as he showed a hint of embarrassment, she would stop him no matter what.

But when their eyes met, she saw the determination and confidence in Li Qingyun's eyes, and the words of dissuasion got stuck in her throat and she could no longer utter them.

Chai Huizhu stood aside, looking at the back of this junior fellow apprentice, with mixed emotions welling up in her heart.

She just thought that Li Qingyun was trying to rescue his master and resolve the crisis in his own way. She couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards this new junior brother.

However, although filial piety is valuable, one must also do what one can.

So she hurried forward anxiously and whispered:
"Junior Brother Gao, Uncle Wen is a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and you have just gathered..."

At this point, she was suddenly stunned, her tone stagnated, and her eyes showed surprise, "Huh? You have already formed a pill?"

In just a few days, he has crossed two major realms?
Chai Huizhu was shocked. She couldn't help but recall the amazing talent that Gao Renan had shown when he was refining pills before, and she felt a little hesitant.

When she looked at Feng Yaqin again, she saw that her master had a calm expression, without any surprise in his eyes. He was very calm and composed, as if he had expected all this.

Chai Huizhu was even more shocked. "Could it be that appearance is the real culprit? Junior Brother is really a genius, and his advancement is as easy as eating and drinking?"

Li Qingyun met Chai Huizhu's surprised look and smiled slightly:
"I just formed a pill, thank you for your concern, Senior Sister."

Wen Yufeng's face darkened, his eyes swept over Li Qingyun, and he became more and more confused.

Although he is just a Jindan cultivator, Li Qingyun has a deep and restrained aura, like a prehistoric beast that has been accumulating power for thousands of years. Once it erupts, it will be able to swallow up the sky and the earth.

This state was far beyond the level of an ordinary Jindan cultivator. It was like an endless abyss, making it somewhat unfathomable even for him, a Yuanying cultivator.

When did Feng Yaqin accept such a monstrous disciple?

With Wen Yufeng's status, he was unwilling to fight with the younger generation, but his apprentice Song Daqian was injured by Wu Daoan, and he had to get back at him no matter what.

Today's situation, on the one hand, concerns the prestige and reputation of Tianchen Palace, and on the other hand, Li Qingyun took the initiative to provoke him, so as an elder, it is justified for him to teach him a lesson.

Thinking of this, Wen Yufeng snorted coldly, his voice like thunder in the distant mountains:

"Boy, since you are asking for trouble, I will give you a chance. Take three of my moves, and I will not pursue this matter any further."

His tone was not harsh, but it was full of murderous intent. As soon as he said this, it was like an invisible giant sword hanging in the air, causing the surrounding disciples to change color. Many people couldn't help but gasp.

Three moves?

This was done by Master Wen himself. Let alone three moves, even one move would be enough to kill most Jindan cultivators.

Li Qingyun's expression remained calm. He smiled and nodded, then bowed and said:

"Please teach me, Master Wen."

Although his voice was soft, he had a calm and composed demeanor, as if he was the elder who was looking down on others and advising them on the way, and Wen Yufeng was the junior who was being challenged.

Wen Yufeng raised his eyebrows, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. Li Qingyun's calmness and composure made him feel a little unhappy.

"Okay, kid, then you better hold on!"

With a low roar, the air suddenly stagnated, and the power of thunder swept out like a tide, surging in all directions.

There were leaping electric snakes entwined between Wen Yufeng's fingers, and the lightning made a sharp explosion, like the roar of a wild beast, which made people's eardrums hurt.

There was flashing lightning all around him, as if he had become the god of thunder, with an overwhelming aura.

He shook his hand, and the lightning turned into a long whip, shining with dazzling white light, and the thunder carried destructive power.

The thunder whip was like a dragon emerging from the sea, cutting through the sky and whistling towards Li Qingyun's chest.

In this attack, Wen Yufeng used at least 70% of his strength. The power of the thunder created a long crack in the air, and the air seemed to be burned and distorted wherever it went.

The disciples around the square held their breath. Several disciples from Yuyuan Palace even closed their eyes nervously, unable to bear to watch Li Qingyun being torn into charcoal by the lightning.

However, Li Qingyun did not dodge.

He stood there quietly, and when he raised his hand, a fist-sized purple light ball appeared above his head like wind blowing over water.

That was exactly the "Infinite Immortal Pill" he was practicing!
The purple light contained an ancient and mysterious aura, as if the power of the creation of heaven and earth was flowing through it.

The elixir was suspended above his head, with purple light flowing, soft and mysterious, like ripples of morning light on the lake.

But in this indifferent brilliance, there is an indescribable power, as if it is the original power when the world was first created, which is unfathomable.

The purple light rippled gently, colliding with Wen Yufeng's thunder force, and instantly erupted with a piercing roar. The strong shock wave caused the surrounding ground to crack and gravel to fly.

But when the smoke and dust cleared, Li Qingyun was still standing there steadily, with the purple light undiminished and no harm at all.

"what?"

The disdain and contempt in Wen Yufeng's eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by deep shock.

His pupils suddenly shrank - the power contained in that purple ball of light far exceeded his expectations.

Where did this kid come from?
Why is that golden elixir purple?
"Uncle Wen, this is the first move."

Li Qingyun spoke softly, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

There was an uproar in the square, and everyone looked in disbelief. The disciples of Tianchen Palace were particularly shocked.

They originally thought that Li Qingyun was just a fool who overestimated his own abilities, but they didn't expect that he could block Wen Yufeng's thunder magic so easily.

Wen Yufeng's face became increasingly ugly, and anger was boiling in his heart. His pride could not be challenged, especially after losing face in front of the disciples of Tianchen Palace, which made his heart burn with anger.

But at this moment, he could no longer treat Li Qingyun as an ordinary junior.

"good very good!"

Wen Yufeng gritted his teeth and growled, then suddenly clasped his hands together and the true energy in his body surged out like a raging tide.

The air around him suddenly became heavy, and a thundercloud formed above his head. The clouds rolled, lightning snakes ran everywhere, and the lightning was as dazzling as day.

"Next, let's see if you can handle my second move!"

Wen Yufeng waved his hand and exerted all his strength. Countless thunders in the thundercloud poured down like silver waterfalls and turned into chains of lightning, covering the entire square.

Thunderclouds were approaching, and the entire square was shrouded in flashing lightning.

The heaven and earth seemed to be eclipsed at this moment, and the sound of thunder echoed through the valley, causing pain in people's eardrums.

Thunder and lightning struck Li Qingyun like a rainstorm. The violent force formed a lightning net in the air, blocking all his escape routes.

Faced with this earth-shattering thunderous attack, Li Qingyun remained calm.

He raised his hands lightly, and the "Infinite Immortal Pill" trembled slightly. Purple light burst out instantly, like the glow of sunrise, spreading in all directions.

The purple light rippled gently, and when it collided with Wen Yufeng's thunder force, there was no earth-shattering noise as imagined. Instead, the lightning was like hitting an extremely soft surface of water - the violent power of the lightning was instantly swallowed up without a trace.

Wen Yufeng's all-out attack was silently resolved.

Under the immortal path of practicing both Taoism and martial arts, although Li Qingyun's Taoist cultivation was only at the third level, with the blessing of infinite divine will and primordial purple energy, he could still exert the strength of the fifth level.

“This is the second move.”

Li Qingyun spoke lightly, still looking calm and composed.

However, this calm tone carried an invisible force that made it almost impossible for the disciples of Tianchen Palace to breathe.

Wen Yufeng's face turned pale and anger burned in his heart.

He knew that if he didn't use his best trick, he would lose face today.

He gritted his teeth, and the true energy in his body surged like a tide. The lightning condensed into a lightning barrier around him. Then, a lightning spear that seemed to be able to tear the sky and the earth apart took shape in his palm.

Lightning flashed, and the tip of the gun flashed with destructive power.

"The last move, Thunder Dragon Breaks the Sky!"

He roared angrily, and the lightning spear turned into a roaring thunder dragon, rushing towards Li Qingyun with the power to destroy the world.

Li Qingyun's expression remained unchanged as he activated the "Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Technique", attracting vast heavenly thunder, which merged with the purple light in his hand and suddenly condensed into an electric python, which slammed fiercely into the Thunder Dragon in mid-air.

"Boom——"

The Thunder Dragon and the Electric Python fought fiercely, while Qingting and Ziguang clashed in the air, making a deafening noise.

In just a moment, the Thunder Dragon was swallowed by the Thunder Python, the lightning dissipated, and the remaining force of the spear rebounded and hit Wen Yufeng heavily, instantly tearing through the golden light that protected his body.

"what--"

Wen Yufeng spurted blood from his mouth, flew backwards, and fell to the ground in a mess.

There was silence all around. The disciples of Tianchen Palace looked pale and the people in the square were all stunned.

Li Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm, as if the fierce battle just now was just an ordinary matter.

He raised his eyes to look at Wen Yufeng and said calmly, "Three moves have been made. Does Master Wen have any more advice?"

He only wanted to establish his authority and had no intention of making enemies, so he acted with great discretion and stopped at the right time. Although Wen Yufeng vomited blood, his injury was not serious and his foundation was not damaged.

The arrogant Lord of Tianchen Palace crawled up from the ground in a shabby manner, his face covered in dust and dirt, his shirt was torn at the chest, half of his cuffs were stained with blood, and he looked extremely miserable.

The disciples of Tianchen Palace also stayed where they were, their eyes moving back and forth between Li Qingyun and Wen Yufeng, their faces full of disbelief and fear.

Wen Yufeng's chest rose and fell violently several times. He suppressed his shame and clasped his hands together, saying coldly:

"Junior Sister Feng, this time we at Tianchen Palace are inferior in skills. See you another day."

After saying this, he turned around, waved his sleeves, and shouted angrily:
"What are you all still standing there for? Let's go!"

The disciples of Tianchen Palace responded hurriedly, followed Wen Yufeng, and left Yuyuan Palace in disgrace.

Their backs disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and the surroundings suddenly returned to peace.

With the departure of the Tianchen Palace group, Feng Yaqin and several of her disciples were the only ones left in the square of the Yuyuan Palace.

At this time, Chai Huizhu, Zhang Ji, Wu Daoan, Lu Feng and Fu Daiyu were still standing there in a daze, still in shock. They looked at each other, not yet fully digesting what had just happened.

Zhang Ji opened his mouth slightly: "Junior Brother Gao...you, you actually beat Master Wen just now?"

"I can't believe it."

Lu Feng rubbed his eyes, stared at Li Qingyun in disbelief, and said incoherently:
"That's the Nascent Soul Stage... Senior Brother Gao, you've already reached the Core Formation Stage, how did you do it?"

Less than half a month had passed, but he had unexpectedly realized that "Junior Brother Gao" who had entered Yuyuan Palace with him had already completed a triple jump, climbing from Qi Gathering to Dan Formation, and even defeated a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator.

It is difficult to empathize with this kind of gap unless you experience it yourself.

Li Qingyun said with a smile:
"Nothing much, it's just that I encountered some opportunities by chance when I went out with Master this time..."

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(End of this chapter)