Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 301: Staying in the world without knowing spring, suddenly the gate of heaven is broken (Please subscribe!)
All the people who have attained enlightenment and those who practice cultivation in the world take the cultivation of the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit as their basic principle, and their methods of practice are just different in their tendencies and emphases.

Taoism uses it righteously, the devil uses it abusively, and Buddhism uses it inappropriately.

Taoism emphasizes accumulation, the physical body, the Qi method, and the mind, and they are polished and trained. When they are gathered together, they become elixir and when they are dispersed, they become spirit. The fundamental purpose is to proceed step by step.

The evil ways use heavy tricks indiscriminately, or break the physical essence to replenish Qi method (burning essence method), or use Qi method to condense demon seeds to replenish the mind (Tao heart planting demon), or break the limits of the mind and all acquired rules of the physical body and meridians.

Buddhism uses it in reverse, viewing the physical body and qi as mere stinking skin bags that must be discarded eventually, in order to forget both the essence and qi and achieve the ultimate sublimation of the mind and spirit.

The Heart Sutra of the wonderful Taoism obtained by Taixu Jie Xuanzhen is indeed beyond words. Taoist Mingkong has cultivated to a profound level. Although its physical body has mutated, it has indeed cultivated and obtained spiritual cultivation far beyond that of people in the same realm. At this moment, most of the spiritual consciousness he had invaded into Taoist Lucheng's body was cut off and refined.

The powerful cultivation of the ninth level of the Golden Elixir was like having a part of its foundation and weight suddenly stripped away. An ordinary cultivator would have already suffered blood disorder and backlash from his merits, but the remaining consciousness of Taoist Mingkong was able to stabilize the whole body and protect his own life.

Seeing this, Lu Cheng did not kill him. Two whirlpools of chaos appeared around the Taoist, sucking in the two out-of-control sixth-order puppets in the sky, rolling them to his side, then flying away.

These two sixth-level puppets are precious assets even in the Yuanshen Sect. They will make a huge profit just by selling them this time.

"Junior Brother Tie's knowledge is indeed unfathomable."

The middle-aged Taoist nun Gui Dongmei held the seal and performed the ceremony, and could not help but exclaim in praise.

"Friend Tie Dao is a cultivator from the Northern Territory. He defeated the Holy Son of the Netherworld. This will be a legend passed down through the world even after hundreds or thousands of years!"

Mr. Wei from Bailu Academy said this, and the other True Lord cultivators present also echoed him.

"No, I just fulfilled my mission and recaptured the four spiritual islands."

Lu Cheng returned the gift and then flew back to Gui Dongmei's side.

The fight between him and Taoist Mingkong before didn't seem to be fierce. The two of them fought with their spiritual consciousness, but in the end neither of them died.

In fact, the battle of spiritual consciousness is the most dangerous and even more terrifying than a real bloody battle with flying swords and magic weapons.

After returning to the crowd and being safe, Lu Cheng could still barely keep up his spirits at first. He was also looking forward to the battle between Mr. Wei of Bailu Academy, the genius monk Ming Yuchen of the Fu Sect who was secretly taught by Xuanxingshu, and the two great monks of Tiannan.

But after relaxing his mind, his heart began to retreat uncontrollably, and Lu Cheng seemed to have returned to his innate infant state, with the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit closely intertwined and blended.

In this state, Lu Cheng can also feel the fighting in the outside world, sense the crisis, and even fight back.

But my mind was indeed exhausted to the extreme. I had no thoughts and it was difficult to have any thoughts. I forgot myself and the world.

Seeing Lu Cheng so tired, Gui Dongmei sighed softly, flicked the whisk in her hand, and cast a layer of magical protection to prevent the aftermath of the fight from affecting her junior brother.

Due to the disastrous defeat of the Saint of the Netherworld, Lingxi Island was lost.

The rest of the Tiannan monks present no longer had any reason to fight with all their strength. If they could win, then they would win. If they couldn't win and even got hurt, then they would just give up the fight. Anyway, they couldn't be blamed for the defeat.

In this situation, Wei Shuyi and Ming Yuchen, two great late Nascent Soul cultivators, took action one after another, and one won and one tied.

The Grand Elder of Lanjiang Sect, Huang Yuanzhi, suffered an unexpected defeat. It seemed that he had a personal grudge against the cultivator from Tiannan who came to fight him. In the end, his physical body was chopped off and his Nascent Soul escaped.

The demon cultivator who was invited to help had fierce and strange magical powers and won the battle easily.

Finally, the result of this South China Sea Sword Fight is:

Yan Jingrong of the Chixin Sect defeated Qiu Qianying of the Demon Flame Valley.

Gui Dongmei of Bi Hai Pavilion killed Ma Qiuhong, a wandering cultivator from the south.

Luo Ji'an of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect killed Luo Chen of the Demon Flame Valley.

Taoist Mingkong killed Luo Ji'an and Han Sujin in succession.

Lu Cheng defeated the Taoist Mingkong, the direct descendant of the Mingshen Cave's Yuanshen.

Wei Shuyi defeated Qiu Shenjie, a great monk from Tiansha Sect.

Ming Yuchen fought and defeated the great monk Granny Zhong from the Palace of Beasts.

Huang Yuanzhi of the Lanjiang School was defeated miserably by Lu Jingyan.

Taoist Canglan of the Hundred Beasts Palace died at the hands of a mysterious demon cultivator.

The Tiannan monks had undoubtedly suffered a great defeat, and the Nanli Sea defense island chain no longer existed.

Lu Cheng was aware of all this but could not witness it. He was practicing in a daze, with the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit intertwined and transformed into each other. They seemed to be one and yet one became three.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the years slide silently on the moss in the grottoes.

This secret cave hidden in the belly of the spiritual mountain seems to be isolated from the world. There is only the winter snow falling and melting, and the Taoist's light breathing.

The Taoist priest, who looked young, was dressed in a plain white linen robe and sat cross-legged on a stone bed. Years of hard training had not left any trace on his face.

His eyes were tightly closed, and there was no sign of emotion on his face. Only the faint spots of inspiration that danced with the rising earth energy in the cave were flickering slowly and steadily.

As the Taoist took deep breaths again and again, the food was swallowed into its stomach.

Finally, after who knows how many years had passed, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes with a slight breath.

It was as if there was a golden-red flame burning in those eyes, radiating divine light, and true fire surging from the dantian, all of which flowed into the eyes. As a result, they seemed to be able to see through all the darkness and infinite secrets of the world.

On the stone walls of the cave, due to years of infiltration of spiritual energy, little green moss has grown. Under the illumination of the Taoist's divine light, they seem to come alive again and emit a faint fluorescence.

"After practicing Taoism for so long, the entire path ahead of Yuying is now clear to me."

The Taoist stood up, walked to the entrance of the cave and looked out.

I saw that the world outside was already deep in autumn. The withered yellow leaves fell in the wind and returned to the soil, completing their cycle of life.

A sense of enlightenment surged in Lu Cheng's heart, and he knew that his cultivation had reached a new level. It was time to walk out of this cave and face a wider world.

Therefore, Lu Cheng sighed softly, the divine light in his eyes faded, and his figure gradually disappeared in the outside world, leaving only traces of a Taoist's practice in the cave, proving that there was once a Taoist who practiced diligently here.

Outside the cave, the vast world is waiting for him. No matter it is wind, frost, rain, snow, or the secular world, they will all be the disasters on his future path of cultivation.

On Kun Island, a sword light pierced through the air. Unlike the war period, the prosperous scene of the past has begun to reappear below.

Lu Cheng counted with his fingers and sensed where Gui Dongmei was. He drove the sword light towards her and soon landed in front of the cave of Gui Dongmei, the Yuanying Zhenjun of the Bihai Pavilion.

"It's Master Tie. Go and tell Master that Master Tie is here to visit!"

The gatekeeper boys of a True Lord cultivator are mostly clever and intelligent people. Although they do not have good innate talents, or lack of comprehension and opportunities, they can often obtain the status of a registered disciple. When they are old, they will quit the world of cultivation and return to their hometown to establish a family. Because they are the registered disciples of the True Lord, no one dares to provoke them easily.

If one is truly smart and has realized the Dao, it is not uncommon for him to be promoted from a nominal disciple to a true disciple.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, not to mention being a servant in the mansion of a True Lord, even being a servant in the cave of a True Immortal are all good jobs that are fought over by the disciples below.

But this time the boy was not given too many opportunities to show off. As soon as Lu Cheng landed, a talisman emitting white light flew in from the depths of the cave.

After flying closer, Gui Zhenjun's voice came from above:

"Junior Brother Tie, you finally came out of seclusion. I am in seclusion practicing Taoism and cannot be away for the moment. If you find it boring, go to my library and take a look at my collection of books."

"That's great. Please practice with peace of mind, Senior Sister."

Lu Cheng took the talisman and chanted the spell to return the gift. In the world of immortal cultivation, exchanging and viewing books is an extremely intimate thing.

Of course, the lifting of restrictions on each other mostly involves a portion of more general collections, and usually does not involve a sect’s fundamental skills inheritance or particularly profound Taoism.

This involves the inheritance of a sect and has nothing to do with personal relationships.

The time for those who practice Taoism is very long, because after practicing to the Golden Elixir realm, the cultivator's mind works as fast as lightning, and the long days are much longer than those of ordinary people.

The time of a cultivator is very short, because one session of meditation or one session of reciting Taoist texts may take several hours. Most of a cultivator's life is filled with these. Even after ascending to the upper realms, most cultivators, due to their infinite lifespans, indulge in a carefree life of laughing today and enjoying the rest of the day, but there are still a small number of cultivators who still maintain the habit of long-term cultivation.

"Junior Brother Tie, you have been in seclusion for such a long time this time. It seems that you have gained a lot and made great progress in Taoism."

Just as Lu Cheng was flipping through the Taoist book, he suddenly heard someone calling him in a low voice. He turned sideways and saw Senior Sister Gui in a simple blue and white Taoist robe. There was a mist spreading around her body. It was obvious that she had just finished her practice.

"Senior sister, you are making fun of me. I came here to thank you for your support along the way."

A few years ago, during the swordfight in the South China Sea, Lu Cheng swallowed most of the spiritual consciousness of the Taoist Mingkong and refined it, which caused him to fall into a state of chaos and selflessness. However, he knew that it was Senior Sister Gui who escorted him back all the way. Otherwise, even if he could get rid of that state, he would definitely lose the opportunity for enlightenment. In the world of immortal cultivation, blocking the way is a life-and-death feud, so the corresponding meaning of protecting the way is naturally a great favor.

"Although you and I are not really siblings, we have fought side by side and rescued each other over the years. If you thank me again, it would be like alienating me, and I would be angry."

Hearing this, Lu Cheng smiled slightly and said:
"Sister, I have a favor to ask of you this time. Do you still have the five-color light talisman? I am quite interested in it and its origin. I am willing to exchange it with the Qiankun bag of the demon sword."

The demon sword Luo Ji'an died at the hands of Taoist Mingkong, and the Qiankun bag on his body naturally fell into the hands of the other party. Although Lu Cheng did not let the second ghost baby kill Mingkong, the second ghost baby took the opportunity to take the Qiankun bag from him as a qualification for becoming his apprentice.

To the ghost babies, most of the spiritual creatures in the world are useless to them. The second ghost baby's behavior is purely due to his nature of never leaving empty-handed.

"Oh?"

Gui Dongmei looked at the Qiankun bag and naturally knew that with Luo Ji'an's temperament and abilities, there must be a lot hidden in it.

The exchange with this close junior brother of mine was fake, but the intention to repay his kindness was real.

Finally, he shook his head and said:
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. The Five-Colored Mysterious Light Talisman is just an imitation of the Five-Colored Divine Light of the ancient immortals, and I only found two of them by chance in an ancient cave. Since you like it, I'll give this one to you."

As she spoke, the nun waved her sleeves, and a talisman flew out of her sleeves and landed in front of Lu Cheng. It was easy for her to say, but she obviously treasured it very much by carrying this precious talisman with her.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Sister."

Lu Cheng knew that with Luo Ji'an's personality, his Qiankun bag must have a lot of treasures, enough for Senior Sister Gui to buy a few more magical weapons to protect herself.

But for me, this sixth-level five-color mysterious light talisman has a meaning far beyond its own value.

This book records the comprehension and understanding of the five elements of heaven and earth by a sixth-level talisman maker, which is of infinite benefit to assisting one in cultivating the five elements.

There are very few Nascent Soul True Lords who can be promoted to the sixth-rank talisman makers in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. The more advanced one is in the cultivation of immortal arts, the more difficult it is to make progress. For most people, it is not easy to be promoted to the sixth-rank talisman makers in the middle or even late stage of the Nascent Soul.

After completing the two tasks of expressing his gratitude, repaying his favor and trading the Five-Colored Mysterious Light Talisman, Lu Cheng chatted with Senior Sister Gui for another two hours before saying goodbye and leaving.

He flew on his sword to the main island of Cangyun and began to exchange the merits he had gained from conquering the four spiritual islands for various classics, skills, and spiritual materials.

Several years have passed. The two great monks, Mr. Wei and Ming Yuchen, will certainly not wait on the main island of Cangyun for Lu Cheng's mind to return.

They made great contributions to the cultivators of the Northern Territory in this great catastrophe. Small catastrophes bring small fortunes, and big catastrophes bring big fortunes. After this catastrophe, Wei Shuyi and Ming Yuchen will definitely make great progress in their paths and widen the gap with Shi Muqing, the master of Wuyue Island.

Of course, this does not mean that Shi Zhenjun’s choice was wrong. A great calamity brings great fortune, but most people cannot survive the great calamity, and there will be no great fortune afterwards.

Shi Zhenjun decisively withdrew from the South China Sea Sword Fight in order to seek benefits and avoid harm. Although he lost points in the eyes of the Northern Territory Yuanshen ancestors, he also avoided the possibility of being seriously injured or dying in the South China Sea Sword Fight.

In fact, if Lu Cheng had not accidentally defeated Taoist Mingkong, the two True Lords Wei Shuyi and Ming Yuchen might not have been able to escape the calamity and achieve such a great feat.

Especially Ming Yuchen, this great monk who fights with the Five Elements Dharma Body, it is unknown whether he will die in this calamity.

Although the two great monks left, the benefits they promised to give to Lu Cheng were not reduced in the slightest. When one reaches the realm of Nascent Soul cultivators, in most cases, the benefits promised that have been negotiated will not be easily changed.

Not fulfilling the promise made in advance is what high-level monks do to middle and lower-level monks. They earn profits for the sect by appropriately losing the sect's prestige. This kind of thing usually does not happen between high-level monks.

……

Kun Island, deep in the Lingshan Cave.

Inside the cave, the lights were bright, and the bright jade ornaments sparkled brightly under the candlelight.

There was a beautiful female cultivator from Huanyun Valley, who was singing and dancing in front of a jade table. She looked like a fairy, playing the piano and singing.

“Alas, Brother Tiedao, it’s a pity that you entered a state of enlightenment that day. Although this is a good thing, it’s a pity that I didn’t see Mr. Wei and Ming Shangxiu take action. Mr. Wei’s righteous spirit is really strong and domineering. Just the aftermath of his sword fight with Qiu Shenjie caused a deserted island to sink. It’s really amazing!”

The war between the southern and northern regions ended, and the Five Elements Dharmakaya was no longer so easy to obtain. Huang Yuanzhi used a Lingxu Pill to transform into a physical body. Although he did not have any magic power, cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage usually could not do anything to him.

At this moment, the old Taoist in yellow robe came to visit, drank fine wine, and socialized with Lu Cheng.

A group of Taoists dressed in wide Taoist robes sat around Huang Yuanzhi. The table was filled with jade plates of delicacies mixed with the fragrance of fine wine.

As they drank to their heart's content, several Taoists chanted Taoist scriptures together, becoming somewhat unrestrained.

"And Ming Shangxiu is really powerful. When I saw Granny Zhong summoning thousands of demons to cover the sky that day, I almost thought we were doomed to lose this battle. Who would have thought that Ming Shangxiu actually had a seventh-level talisman that, after being activated, tore apart space. The monsters that Granny Zhong had raised for thousands of years were all swallowed up. Hahahaha.

In the past, I looked down on Ming Shangxiu because of his young age, and thought he was the weakest among the three great cultivators. Now it seems that Xuan Xingshu's secret teaching of the talisman sect is really extraordinary. Being able to use the Seventh Order Talisman to that extent with the Five Elements Dharmakaya, Ming Shangxiu is also extraordinary!"

Although Huang Yuanzhi, the great elder of the Lanjiang Sect, had obviously given up his own path, he used the Lingxu Pill to transform himself into a physical body and enjoy the life span of nature, at the expense of his own Taoism.

But he was a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, and he took the initiative to visit, so Lu Cheng and his Taoist partner Lin Qinghan warmly entertained him.

At the same time, he also learned from him some details about the sword fight that took place in the South China Sea that day.

Suddenly, the sky gate was broken and the immortal showed great supernatural powers.

What Lu Cheng gained from overcoming the calamity this time was that after several years of sudden enlightenment and cultivation, he now had a clear path ahead in Taoism. Before he could cultivate to the ninth level of the Golden Elixir, all he needed was the accumulation of magic power. There were no more natural obstacles. This was a huge gain, but he still felt a little regretful that he could not fully watch the sword fight in the South China Sea.

It was a desperate battle between great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, and even a seventh-level talisman appeared. These were not common.

After entertaining Huang Yuanzhi from the Lanjiang Sect and the disciples who accompanied him, Lu Cheng used his internal energy to force out the smell of alcohol, and then returned to the cave to complete today's practice.

Practicing Qi and breathing in and out accumulates merit. This is the result of thousands of years of practice. Every day of practice will bring you benefits.

While meditating alone, with his mind clear and spiritual, Lu Cheng suddenly felt something in his heart. His mind rose and expanded infinitely, and then he seemed to fly away from the cave, and in an instant he arrived at the South China Sea where he had fought with swords in the past.

"…Is this the will of heaven and the human heart, the internal and external sympathy? What have I been concerned about recently?

...All the calamities are over. If there is one thing that I still care about, it is this one."

When Lu Cheng opened his eyes again, his consciousness had returned to the cave and into his body.

The Lingshan Cave Mansion assigned to Lu Cheng on Kun Island will not be taken back, but the same cannot be said for other cultivators. It will be taken back but a sum of spirit stones will be replenished.

If Lu Cheng no longer wants to live in the cave, the main island will give him a sum of spirit stones. Although it is not much, it is a free benefit.

A Nascent Soul cultivator who practices in a fifth-order spirit vein for a long time actually needs to supplement with a large amount of spirit stones to have enough spiritual energy to breathe in and out and practice.

Large numbers of disciples from Huanyun Valley have begun to return to their hometown. On this day, Lu Cheng exchanged his cave on Kun Island for spirit stones, and then handed over the sect's bronze flying car to Lin Qinghan.

"Qinghan, I have gained some enlightenment over the years. In the next few years, I will travel around the world. You will be in charge of this precious carriage and take everyone back to the sect. Here are some scriptures and some spirit stones. For my sake, I think the two brothers will also take care of you."

Lin Qinghan heard the farewell in Lu Cheng's words, but for a cultivator, traveling around the world to sharpen their Dao heart is a natural thing to do, so he just bowed and said:
"I, the concubine, will concentrate on cultivation in Huanyun Valley. I wish my husband good luck in cultivation."

It was not until this moment that Lin Qinghan recovered a little and returned to the way she was when Lu Cheng first saw her. She had her own life and her own practice.

In the world of immortals, the concepts of those who practice Taoism are naturally different. Even among fellow Taoists, the pursuit of immortality and the way of Taoism far exceeds that of others.

Half a day later, after finishing all the work, Lu Cheng flew back to the shore of the South China Sea on his sword. Looking at the rolling waves below and the deserted island that was cut in half by the sharp sword energy, Lu Cheng almost saw the sword fight that took place here a few years ago.

Holding the incantation in front and circulating the magic power, fire flashed in Lu Cheng's eyes, and he displayed the magical power of spiritual eyes and flaming pupils and golden eyes.

Under the spiritual eyes, the whole world seemed different. The originally normal blue sky and white clouds were floating, but at this moment under the spiritual eyes, Lu Cheng could see a dark red crack, like a wound in the sky and earth, running across there.

"So that's how it is. I've always been thinking about the Tongxuan World, and Ming Yuchen used the sect's foundational seventh-level Yuanshen talisman to split the space. The will of heaven and the human heart are vaguely in harmony, and coupled with my recent growth in Taoism, I have this feeling."

Previously, Lu Cheng agreed to explore together with Chi Kui Zhenjun of Xuanmo Sect, the Xuanting Sect that was destroyed thousands of years ago for resisting the Yuanshen ancestor. Part of his intention was to use the unstable space there to return to the Tongxuan world from this world.

Unexpectedly, True Lord Chi Kui and others took on the task of rescuing the defeated monks and went directly to the Tiannan cultivation world, while Lu Cheng was restricted to Kun Island, and the two sides lost contact.

Now Lu Cheng doesn’t know whether True Lord Chi Kui is dead or alive, or whether he is exploring Xuanting Sect or not, but he has made many military achievements here on Kunzi Island and has accumulated a large number of martial arts books, spiritual objects and magic weapons.

If it can be brought back to Tongxuan World, it will definitely promote the development of Taoism in Tongxuan World.

Lu Cheng stretched out his left hand and calculated quickly with his five fingers. This was the Heavenly Demon Algorithm. Through various calculations, it measured all things in the world and the operation of the heavenly secrets.

After a moment, the Taoist completed the calculation.

"This trip can achieve the desired results, but the future is dangerous and unpredictable, so it is not advisable to travel..."

After calculating this result, Lu Cheng smiled slightly, and then a dark golden vortex emerged in front of him. A huge golden boat slowly sailed out from the Jiuli Ding, and the Taoist flew up without hesitation.

"I know that danger is unpredictable. But fate is in the hands of man, not predetermined."

(End of this chapter)