I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 218: Master Xu Jing, Chen Tuan’s Heavenly Book Volume

In Yingzhou, East China Sea, the sea and sky are one color, vast and boundless.

The sun shines on the sparkling sea, and the mist is thick, covering this legendary fairy mountain with a dreamy veil.

In the clouds and mist, green colors float, the sound of pine waves surges, and the clear chirping of magical birds can be faintly heard, like heavenly music.

Yingzhou in the East China Sea, shrouded in clouds and mist, appeared in the vision of Li Qingyun and He Xiangu like a splash-ink landscape painting.

The sixteen-man sedan chair carrying Li Qingyun and He Xiangu broke through the clouds and mist and slowly descended over Yingzhou.

All around, there are tall green pines and ancient trees. The branches and leaves of the thousand-year-old pine trees cover the sky like an umbrella. The sea breeze is mixed with a faint pine scent, which is refreshing.

However, Li Qingyun had no mind to appreciate the beautiful scenery before him.

He glanced between the sea and the mountains, his brows slightly furrowed.

Under his piercing eyes, he could clearly see black shadows lingering around Yingzhou Mountain.

These shadows carry a strange and corrupt aura, as if they are the cold tide seeping out from the depths of hell.

What was even more terrifying was that in the distance where the sea and the sky met, there were actually several dark cracks faintly visible, like a huge wound tearing through the void, constantly emitting a cold light.

These are the cracks in the spiritual world.

Li Qingyun's eyes sank slightly, and he knew in his heart that this fairy mountain, which seemed picturesque on the surface, had now become the front line of the battle between the human world and the spiritual world, and a life-and-death battle could break out at any time.

“This place is really a mixed blessing.”

He sighed softly, with some emotion.

He Xiangu smiled bitterly and shook her head:

"Yes, Yingzhou Fairy Mountain was originally a paradise, but now it has become a battlefield. Emperor Donghua is personally in charge here, leading the top warriors in the human world to fight day and night. I'm afraid they don't even have a chance to breathe for a moment."

Li Qingyun nodded silently and was about to move forward when suddenly a low thunderous sound came from the front, accompanied by shrill shouts of killing.

He looked intently and saw a dozen black shadows surging out from a crack in the spiritual world in the pine forest ahead.

Among those dark shadows, some looked ferocious like wild beasts, some were wearing tattered armor and were surrounded by the air of decay, and some were wrapped in green poisonous mist, with an eerie and terrifying aura.

These monsters are all extremely ferocious, and each of them has the cultivation level of the sixth realm.

However, there were only two figures who fought against these monsters.

One of them was thin and looked like a child of no more than eleven or twelve years old, but his eyes were bright and he held a peach wood sword in his hand. His brows revealed a coldness that was inconsistent with his age.

He just raised his little hand and the power of thunder and lightning suddenly burst out. The Five Thunders transformed into lightning snakes that crisscrossed and struck several monsters, causing them to wail incessantly and flee in all directions.

The other person was an old man with white hair and beard, a gaunt face and a calm expression.

He held the yellow paper talisman in his hand and waved it casually. Several golden light formations appeared and trapped the monster. The monster struggled for a moment in the golden light, and then turned into ashes and its soul flew away.

Seeing this, Li Qingyun felt that he could not stand idly by, so he stomped his feet hard and his body turned into a swift shadow, rushing towards the group of monsters like riding a cloud.

He clenched his fists, and the primordial purple energy transformed into the power of thunder, surging out in all directions like a raging tide.

"Purple Lightning Thunder!"

Boundless divine power erupted, and purple lightning poured down like a waterfall, covering an area of ​​several feet. With the power to destroy the world, it instantly annihilated several seriously injured monsters into charred residue.

The Taoist priest, who looked like a child, glanced at Li Qingyun and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But then he looked at the sedan chair floating in the air in the distance, seemed to understand something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an appreciative smile.

The three of them attacked together, and in just a few breaths, they killed all the monsters.

The air was filled with the residual power of thunder and spiritual energy. The leaves in the surrounding pine forest were still trembling slightly, as if they were still in shock from the fierce battle that had just taken place.

The old man with a white beard and a Taoist look came to Li Qingyun with a whisk in his hand and said:

"My friend followed He Xiangu here, could it be Gao Ren'an from Mount Longhu?"

Li Qingyun immediately bowed and saluted:
"I am Gao Ren'an, a great honor to meet you, Senior. I apologize for any offense I have caused you."

The old man smiled and waved his hand:

"How can I say I am offended? I would be more than happy to have you help me. My disciple Master Fu Long has mentioned you a long time ago, saying that you are the leader of the younger generation of Longhu Mountain. I was skeptical, but after seeing you today, I find that you are indeed as good as he said. You are even more powerful than he said."

When Li Qingyun heard this, his heart trembled slightly, and then he suddenly realized.

It turned out that this old man was none other than the legendary founder of the Huashan Sect and master of formations - Mr. Chen Tuan, the founder of Xiyi.

He saluted again hastily:
"Junior greets Huashan Patriarch!"

Master Chen Tuan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said:
"No need to be polite, we are all family. With your talent and cultivation, you will become a Yang God in ten years at most. It is not a bad idea for us to discuss teachings as equals. I am very pleased to see the rising star of Longhu Mountain today."

Another Taoist priest who looked like a child also came over and looked at Li Qingyun with a smile, looking very satisfied.

Li Qingyun was stunned by his gaze and immediately had a guess in his mind, but he couldn't be sure.

I only heard Master Chen Tuan saying:
"Master Zhang, congratulations on the thriving Longhu Mountain and the addition of a new disciple with outstanding talent."

It turns out that this Taoist priest dressed as a child is none other than the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, Mr. Xu Jing Zhang Jixian, a peerless warrior ranked fifth on the Tiangang List.

Li Qingyun immediately said respectfully:
"Disciple greets Grand Master."

Mr. Xu Jing waved his hand, his voice was childish, with a childish tone, but still majestic:

"No need to be so polite. You have your own school of thunder magic, and you are favored by the heavens and have been granted the primordial purple energy. Such qualifications are unheard of even in the thousand-year inheritance of Longhu Mountain. In my opinion, Zhang Mingyi's position as a Taoist should be given to you."

Li Qingyun smiled awkwardly:
"How can a disciple dare to be compared with his uncle-master?"

Mr. Xu Jing said with a smile:

"Why be modest? People who practice Taoism do not compete with the world, and they value a single thought. Longhu Mountain has always only looked at moral character, not seniority. If you become a Yang God in the future, what's wrong with letting you take my position as Heavenly Master?"

Li Qingyun just thought it was a joke, and he came to Longhu Mountain under an assumed name just to complete the inheritance mission of the mysterious palace. He was not interested in taking charge of the Tianshi Dao Zhengyi Sect.

However, seeing that Zhang Tianshi, a strong man at the top of the Tiangang Ranking, was not arrogant at all and praised him jokingly, he couldn't help but sigh that the Longhu Mountain lineage was indeed extraordinary. At this time, Patriarch Chen Tuan smiled and asked:

"My dear Gao, do you have any important business in coming to Yingzhou this time?"

Li Qingyun nodded:
"This junior is here to pay his respects to Emperor Donghua."

Master Chen Tuan pointed to the cliff in the distance and said with a smile:
"The Emperor has just experienced a great battle and is currently in the Tianhai Monastery to meditate and regulate his breathing. I will take you there right away."

After saying that, he took the lead and led Li Qingyun and He Xiangu along the winding mountain path.

The three of them walked along the misty mountain road. The stone steps under their feet were like winding dragons and snakes, and the surroundings were like tides of mist, as if they were in a fairyland.

There are waves of pine trees all around, and the place is deep and quiet. From time to time, magical birds fly by, leaving behind a few clear cries.

Soon, they arrived at an ancient Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

The Taoist temple is located on the top of the cliff, majestic and imposing. In front of the temple stands a huge stone tablet with the three characters "Tianhai Temple" inscribed on it. The handwriting is as vigorous as iron, like a dragon or a tiger crouching, revealing a sense of righteousness.

Master Chen Tuan said softly:

"The Emperor is in the temple, please make yourselves at ease."

Li Qingyun and He Xiangu bowed again to express their gratitude, and then walked into the Taoist temple side by side.

There was smoke rising from the temple, and candlelight illuminating the quaint eaves and corridors, making it quiet and solemn.

In the main hall, a Taoist in a green Taoist robe sat upright on a cushion, his face dignified, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was in meditation.

It was none other than the core figure who guarded Yingzhou in the East China Sea and resisted the invasion of the spiritual world—Emperor Donghua Wang Xuanfu.

Hearing the footsteps, Wang Xuanfu slowly opened his eyes and glanced at He Xiangu's face. He seemed to have noticed something strange about her, and his tone was filled with concern:
"The fairy lady was poisoned? Did she run into trouble in Xixia?
"I received a message from Daoist Han asking for help, but the situation in Yingzhou is critical. We old guys have to take turns to rest and recuperate in order to barely hold on to this place. That's why I was unable to go to the rescue. I hope you can forgive me."

The two met during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty. They have known each other for hundreds of years and have a close and sincere friendship.

"A small injury, it doesn't matter."

He Xiangu shook her wrist and said nonchalantly, "A demon king who is good at using poison came down from the upper realm. I didn't check it for a while and got tricked."

Wang Xuanfu sighed slightly tiredly, his eyes showing the kindness of an elder:

"Fairy, you have been seriously injured in the battle of Bianliang. It is better for you to stay in Yingzhou to recuperate for a while. Once I have recovered for a few hours, I will go to Hetao in person and deal with the demon king for you, so as to vent my anger for Fellow Daoist Han."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Xiangu couldn't help laughing, with a hint of cunning in her eyes, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said:
"Your Majesty, there is no need to do this. The Thorn-Tailed Demon Lord has already been killed."

Wang Xuanfu was slightly startled, a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes for a moment, and he subconsciously turned his gaze to Li Qingyun.

As a land immortal who has lived for hundreds of years, it is easy for him to have insufficient brains. With just one look from He Xiangu, he understood the whole story.

"Could it be Mr. Gao...?"

There was a hint of tentative disbelief in his tone.

Li Qingyun was just about to be humble and explain that he was only doing his best, but he didn't expect He Xiangu to speak first.

With a smile on her lips, she spoke passionately, like an elder who praises the achievements of her own children. She described in vivid and moving words how Li Qingyun was as graceful as a startled dragon and as agile as a flying fairy, how he dodged and moved in the poisonous liquid as if walking on flat ground, and how he fought heroically against the Thorny Tailed Demon Lord.

He Xiangu spoke in a very charming way, exaggerating to portray Li Qingyun as a hero who was like a god descended from heaven, but she did not mention a word about her own assistance, making it seem as if he alone had easily suppressed the sixth-level demon lord Thorntail.

Li Qingyun's face felt slightly hot when he heard this. He wanted to interject in his defense, but was afraid of spoiling He Xiangu's interest, so he could only stand quietly aside and smile awkwardly.

Wang Xuanfu nodded slightly and looked deeply at the young Taoist in front of him.

Of course, he could hear some exaggeration in He Xiangu's words, but the fact that He Xiangu, who had lived for hundreds of years, could praise this young man so wholeheartedly meant that there was no need to explain the strength and potential of this young man.

Suppressing and severely injuring the Moon Demon, and ambushing and killing the Demon King from the upper realm, these two achievements are enough to be proud of even if they were placed on a strong man on the Tiangang list, let alone a little Taoist priest who is only at the Yin God realm?
I haven't been in the human world for a long time, so I didn't even know that Longhu Mountain had produced such an amazing descendant.

His eyes were full of appreciation, and his tone was gentle and approving:
"You are indeed a young man to be feared. You are so young, yet you have such courage and ability. It is really rare.

"I have carried this heavenly book with me for a long time. In fact, I have been looking for a successor. I am entrusting it to you today, so that I can make the best use of it."

After saying that, Wang Xuanfu waved his hand gently, and suddenly a golden light appeared in the patio of the main hall of the Taoist temple.

The golden light was as bright as the rising sun, slowly condensing into an ancient stone slab, floating in the air, and then fell into Wang Xuanfu's hands.

The light flows on the stone slabs, giving off a deep and mysterious atmosphere, as if it contains endless mysteries of heaven and earth.

Li Qingyun's eyes lit up slightly, and an irrepressible excitement surged in his heart.

This is the goal of his trip - the second volume of the heavenly book.

The moment the stone slab appeared, he vaguely felt the throbbing of the Buzhou Divine Mountain in his body, as if some ancient existence had been awakened and was full of covetousness for the stone slab.

"Thank you, Emperor, for your help!"

He stepped forward, took the slate from Wang Xuanfu, bowed deeply and respectfully, his voice solemn.

Wang Xuanfu nodded, his eyes deep:

"The secrets of the Heavenly Book contain the mysteries of heaven and earth, and can help you glimpse the true essence of Taoism. I hope you take good care of yourself and don't let down this heaven-sent opportunity.

"A catastrophe is about to come to the human world. Every additional sixth-level strongman will give us a chance to survive the catastrophe. I hope this piece of heavenly book stone tablet can add another Yangshen ancestor to our human world."

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of doubt flashed through Li Qingyun's mind.

Although the rift in the spirit world is constantly expanding and the demon lords from the spirit prison are continuously pouring into the human world, the human world currently still has powerful men like Wang Xuanfu and Mr. Xu Jing in charge, as well as the help of great giants such as the Four Dragon Kings, so the situation does not seem to be imminent.

But from the implicit implication in Wang Xuanfu's words, it seemed that the disaster was far more serious than he had imagined.

Could it be that... a greater disaster is really about to happen?

He Xiangu also obviously heard the helplessness and hidden worry in Wang Xuanfu's tone. Her expression darkened and her eyes flickered with complex light:
"Is the war between gods really about to begin?"

The only possibility for the disaster to escalate is that a real god descends to the earth, fights for power, and starts a war.

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(End of this chapter)