Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 309: Destiny is in your hands, go with the flow
Jiuli world, the realm of death of tree demons.

After suppressing the fire demon of this world, it has become much easier for the white-clothed tree demon to manage this world. Today, many years later, when Lu Cheng came to drink with the tree demon again, he could already sit in the middle of a forest to enjoy the cool air.

Many areas have turned into lush forests.

A few miles away, the lava lake was surging, and an inexplicable gust of burning wind blew over, blowing down many leaves.

Seeing this, Lu Cheng held the wine glass in his left hand, counted quickly with the five fingers of his right hand, and then smiled at the white-clothed tree demon and said:
"Fire overcomes wood, and one thousand three hundred and forty-seven leaves fall."

"..."

The white-clothed tree demon was a little surprised when she heard this. This was her forest, but she couldn't see it so clearly without spreading her spiritual sense, so she was a little skeptical.

He closed his eyes for a moment and spread his consciousness. After a moment, the white-clothed tree demon stood up and bowed, saying:

"The Immortal has made great progress in his cultivation. There are indeed 1,347 fallen leaves, not one more, not one less."

"Hahahaha, it's not that my cultivation has improved, but I just got some good fortune and some blessings from heaven."

The white-clothed tree demon was puzzled and naturally sought advice.

Lu Cheng did not hide it from her, and after a little thought, he said:
"The heart of heaven is chaotic, but it also has its own laws of operation. All the changes of birth, existence, destruction, emptiness, and calamity in this world are contained in it. When I was practicing Taoism some time ago, I occasionally saw the destiny of heaven. Therefore, I also felt that the fortune of the two sons had arrived, so I came here to discuss it with you."

The two ghost babies were originally spiritual fetuses of heaven and earth. Unfortunately, in order to forcibly enhance its magic power, the ghost baby tree demon detained a large number of souls and contaminated them with acquired turbid air, thus cutting off the path of the two sons.

This has always been the biggest worry for the White-Clothed Tree Demon. The two ghost babies have been trapped in the Nascent Soul stage for their entire lives, and have made no further progress in this life. Now they are worshipping under the Taoist in front of them, studying swordsmanship day and night, and they have not felt too much resentment. In the future, when their swordsmanship has reached perfection and they can no longer make further progress, I am afraid that they will not even be able to be mother and son anymore.

"Does the Immortal have a solution? I am willing to give everything I have, but I will do whatever it takes."

“I originally wanted to let them enjoy themselves in this illusion of the Yin-Yang Banner like the Eighteen Heavenly Gods, and experience reincarnation. Then I would find an opportunity to cast a spell to rebirth them as humans, so that they would not have followed me in vain.

But there are too many variables in doing so, and I cannot guarantee whether they will have the opportunity to continue their path in the next life."

"But when I was practicing Taoism in Yinshan, my mind was sublimated and I was able to see the destiny of this world. If I use my strength to follow the trend, I can send you two into the flow of destiny. Although you will experience many hardships, you will definitely have a better path. What do you think?"

Lu Cheng was more inclined to the latter, but the white-clothed tree demon in front of him was the biological mother of the two ghost babies, so he had to ask her opinion.

"...It's up to the Immortal to decide."

The white-clothed tree demon first paced back and forth in the woods, and after a long period of thought, he finally made this decision.

People who practice Taoism are like a frog in a well that jumps out to see the bright moon, or a mayfly that sees the blue sky. The wealth and worldly pleasures of the mortal world are no longer meaningful. The only choice left is the path of the great Dao.

"it is good."

After getting the promise from the white-clothed tree demon, Lu Cheng said no more nonsense. Even if his two sons died in the future because of this decision, and the tree demon turned against him, Lu Cheng would not regret it. All he needed was a mother's promise, not the fear of a sixth-rank demon king.

That night, after the banquet, a red light flew out from the top of Taoist Lu Cheng's head, danced around, and then fell back and merged into his body.

Lu Cheng opened his eyes, calculated the time, and then resumed his practice for the day.

In the next two years, Lu Cheng began to forge flying swords again.

In order to refine his own natal flying sword, the Five Elements Flying Sword, he spent fourteen years forging thousands of swords and spent millions, and was promoted to a fourth-rank swordsmith.

After that, he practiced Taoism for a hundred years and improved his skills. Although he no longer refined flying swords, his level gradually and steadily improved to that of a fifth-rank swordsmith.

Lu Cheng had read so many Taoist books and had a solid foundation. After he started to refine flying swords, his combination of theory and practice improved rapidly.

"I will give you two brothers two paths to choose from. Next, I will use the Netherworld Magic Pearl to refine a Netherworld Sky Sword. I will choose one of you two brothers and invest your true spirit into it to become the sword spirit.

As for the other person, his true spirit will merge into the heart of the stone spirit and he will be reincarnated as a new person. Although he will experience many hardships in the future, his path will also be smoother. "

On this day, Lu Cheng's soul suddenly entered a dim domain of law.

In this area of ​​​​Dharma, there are two boys who are practicing Taoism.

This magic domain is the space inside the Soul-Nourishing Tree, which can only retain and nourish the soul and true spirit. The two boys are naturally the two ghost babies.

"Master, I wish to enter the Netherworld Sky Sword and become a sword spirit!"

"Master, I wish to enter the heart of the stone spirit."

After understanding Lu Cheng's request, the two ghost babies looked at each other and gave their own answers, and their choices were in line with their own personalities.

The ghost baby boss has an extreme and fierce temperament, but this hostility is not a bad thing for the sword spirit.

The second ghost baby is more inclined towards the potential path for the future and is more intelligent.

"Okay, I hope the three of us will not be in vain as master and disciple, and we have the same spirit."

As soon as the Taoist finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and put the two rays of light into his sleeves.

Two years was enough time for Lu Cheng to refine the sword embryo of the Netherworld Sky Sword.

It is hard to tell whether this sword is of the first or sixth tier. It is dark blue in color and has no edge, making it seem ordinary. However, upon closer inspection, the sword is like the earth cast into the pitch-black underworld, without any light or life, sucking away the soul and giving one a terrifying feeling.

Lu Cheng personally rode a cloud and wandered in the sky. He didn't know what he was looking for, but he was just sensing the changes in destiny.

Right now, this Netherworld Sky Sword is just a sword embryo. Without years of nurturing, its power is not even as strong as a third-rank magic weapon. Lu Cheng originally thought that he was out looking for a suitable place to store wind and gather energy to nurture the sword.

But after traveling three thousand miles west, they saw a bloody aura rising from the sky above a mountain village in the distance.

"The aura of killing and slaughter?"

Lu Cheng immediately sped up his flight, only to see that it was a town that had just been captured by rebel forces, who were massacring and killing people.

Normally, immortal cultivators would not care about such matters in the mortal world.

Many classics believe that killing is killing, no matter whether you kill a good person or a bad person, it will damage your own luck according to the laws of nature.

However, with Lu Cheng's temperament, he wouldn't care about so many things. He frowned slightly, waved his hand, and a golden cloud surged away.

The golden silkworm Gu, which had not been used for many years, was like a demon descending from the sky at this moment. How could the rebel army in the mortal world be a match for this ferocious insect? They were eaten up clean in a very short time, and wherever the golden silkworm Gu passed quickly turned into a white field.

"Thank you, gods! Merciful gods have come down to earth!"

"God, please save my child..."

"God, I want to cultivate immortality. I can cook, wash pots, and do everything."

"Grandpa God, I have a fortune. Please accept me and I will give you everything."

Ignoring the kneeling and begging below, Lu Cheng frowned as he looked at the many dead and wounded below, stretched out his left hand, and began to calculate.

"Because I wanted to borrow some good luck, I have also entered into the flow of destiny?" Lu Cheng flew down and landed beside the town that had been massacred by the rebel army. A woman was already dead. She was holding a baby tightly, trying to protect the child with her body...but the child was no longer alive.

"The Blessed Heavenly Venerable, at that time, the Heavenly Venerable for Rescue of Suffering filled the ten directions, always using his mighty power to rescue all living beings and get them off the path of error..."

Lu Cheng recited the "Miraculous Sutra for the Salvation of Suffering" for the people in the city who had died unjustly. At the same time, he used the Samsara Banner to collect the dead souls in the city to prevent them from turning into evil spirits.

Finally, he offered up a stone ball: the heart of the stone spirit, a spiritual object from heaven and earth.

Under the infusion of Lu Cheng's magic power, the stone heart mixed with gold and red, slowly fell down and touched the dead baby.

The golden light was so bright that the two seemed to merge into one slowly.

Then, Lu Cheng made a gesture with both hands and pointed, and the ball of light suddenly shot up into the sky and quickly flew away in one direction.

At this time, Lu Cheng didn't know where it would fly, so he jumped up and chased after it.

The flight lasted three days and three nights.

Yu State, an extremely remote frontier village.

Late at night, the bonfire was blazing, and the firelight was reflected on every young face. The costumes of these young men and women were strange and unique, with colorful feathers, wild totems and painted skin.

This group of young men and women danced briskly to the rhythm of the enthusiastic drums, like the freest wind in nature, shuttling between the ancient trees and emitting unrestrained vitality.

The elders of the tribe sat around, holding earthenware bowls filled with wine in their hands. They had kind smiles in their eyes and talked softly about their past youth as they watched the dancing figures in front of them.

The fragrance of wine and the smell of campfire smoke intertwined and drifted into the night sky of this dense forest.

Laughter can be heard from time to time, which is the unrestrained joy of young people, and the emotion of the elders reminiscing about the past.

Their smiles looked particularly bright in the light of the fire, as if the years were peaceful at this moment and all the sorrows and hardships had dissipated in this land of singing and dancing.

“Sing and dance, kids. At least, your lives are alive at this moment. Hahahahaha.”

Just as the clan elder raised his bowl to drink with the local elders.

boom.

A huge explosion suddenly sounded, and then the sky seemed to collapse and the earth split apart. In the distance, there was a rumbling sound of rocks rolling down. For these border people, it was like the destruction of the world.

Everyone was terrified and at a loss.

At this moment, a huge rock rolled down the hillside with a loud bang and rushed in.

"what?"

The elder of the tribe looked at the boulder rushing towards him and was so frightened that he lost his mind and ran for his life, but the boulder seemed to have recognized him and kept chasing him.

"Elder of the clan!"

A middle-aged man was quick-witted and saw that the tribe elder was about to be crushed to death by the huge rock behind him, so he rushed forward and saved him at the critical moment.

Boom, snap, snap.

The huge rock stopped only after it broke several large trees.

At this time, the earthquake gradually stopped and the people in the village recovered from the panic.

"what happened?"

"People in the Central Plains call this a dragon turning over, right?"

"Fuck you, our village hasn't encountered anything like this in hundreds of years. Could it be a demon?"

"No way?"

Just as the young people in the village were discussing the matter, some brave young men, or those who wanted to show off in front of their loved ones, stepped forward to look at the huge rock that had almost killed the elder.

At this time, it seems to be because of the popularity.

Click, click, click.

The huge rock suddenly cracked, the cracks spread rapidly, and then collapsed amid the screams of the crowd.

White smoke was rising from inside, and there seemed to be a faint sound of a baby crying.

"monster!"

I don't know which wicked person suddenly shouted, and then everyone in the village ran away in panic.

Come to think of it, how could there be a baby in the stone? It must be a monster, pretending to be a baby's voice to attract us and eat us.

However, as time went by, no monster jumped out of the stone to eat people. Gradually, some brave villagers went over and really saw a chubby white baby in the center of the crack. At this moment, the baby was biting its fingers and looking at them curiously.

"Is this still a monster? If stones can give birth to children, then what are women for?"

As time went by, the fear gradually subsided, and the villagers took pitchforks and farm tools, and finally took out the plump white baby and brought it back to the village.

High in the sky, Lu Chengrenxu was looking down from the sky. At this moment, the Netherworld Sky Sword he was holding upside down was flashing with red light, faintly echoing the light below.

"Your brother was born here, so you want to protect him here too? Okay, I'll do as you wish."

After saying that, Lu Cheng used his magic to swing his sword, and hit the Netherworld Sky Sword into a mountain below that stored wind and gathered energy.

"Fellow Daoist, I have already sent your two children into the flow of destiny. In the next hundred years, it is not necessarily the case that the three heroes and two clouds will dominate.

It’s just that since ancient times, disasters and fate have always been there for each other. What will happen to Youming and Shisheng depends on their own choices and luck.”

At this time, the people in the village below had decided to adopt the child and named him Shisheng. Lu Cheng's spiritual consciousness had been following him. If they decided to kill the baby, they would suddenly find that the child had disappeared.

"Thank you, Master Lu, for your painstaking planning. Master, can you please let me stay here? I want to take care of those two children."

In a golden light, a tree demon in white appeared and looked down reluctantly. After a while, he turned around and said this.

"It's not impossible, but fellow Daoist, please remember that, firstly, most of your spiritual power will be unusable when you are in the real world. Secondly, the more you interfere with these two children, the more disadvantageous it will be for them."

"Please help me, Master. I promise that I will never use my magic power to affect the fate of the two children. I just want to take care of them."

"Ah... well, then go ahead, fellow Taoist."

After saying that, Lu Cheng activated his magic power and turned the white-clothed tree demon into a beam of spiritual light, which he sent to the hillside at the edge of the village below, allowing her to sense and see the growth of the two children.

(End of this chapter)