Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 398 Yaolao City, "Geng Sangzi"

It's late at night and the whole place is quiet.

Lu Cheng sat cross-legged on the grass, transporting extremely weak breath through the meridians in his body.

Crossing the rifts in space, encountering all kinds of disasters. Some of them are simply unstoppable, at least not with one's own magic power. They pass by in an instant and take one's life.

Some of them can be resisted, but it requires all your strength.

When energy is consumed, it is replenished with Qi; when qi meridians are consumed, it is replenished with spirit; when spirit is consumed, it is replenished with essence; and it is transported through the Qi channels. If Lu Cheng had not mastered the practice of essence, energy and spirit, it would have been impossible for him to survive and survive the rift, or even to keep his life.

At this moment, he closed his eyes, looked inward, and found the remaining Kunpeng energy in his body.

Although there is very little of this energy left, it still exudes vast and powerful power, like a miniature ocean, containing endless vitality and energy.

Kunpeng is a true spirit of the wind type. Wind is a different type of wood. It relies on the vastness of the ocean to nourish its own vitality.

As time passed, he gradually sensed the location of Kunpeng's Qi. Lu Cheng began to mobilize his own spirit and energy and concentrate it highly, like the light of a sharp and unparalleled divine sword, which cut through it and blended with Kunpeng's Qi.

"The Dance of the Kunpeng in the North Sea."

'Spirit is the root, like the foundation of the earth; Qi is the driving force, like the rushing river; Spirit is the master, like the blazing sun in the sky, controlling the overall operation.'

With the cooperation of the three, the body in Lu Cheng's inner vision began to emit a faint light. The damaged meridians were nourished by Kunpeng's Qi, like a dry earth receiving a sweet rain, healing little by little. The originally sluggish source of mana seemed to have received a new fire, slowly rekindling the flames and constantly accumulating strength. The power of the body was gradually recovering, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to have sensed this revival of power and began to slowly gather towards him.

After completing a day's practice, Lu Cheng stretched out his palm, and with a flash of light, a vermilion pill appeared in his palm, which he swallowed with his head tilted back.

'The Jiuli Ding can connect the mortal world and the spirit world. In this way, I have the foundation to become a trader in both worlds. However, the spirit world has many good things that the mortal world does not have, but the mortal world does not have anything that is scarce in the spirit world, except... thoughts and wisdom.

The vision and knowledge of people in the spiritual world are indeed much broader than those in the lower world, but the talents of both sides are not too different. In the spiritual world, there is one outstanding talent among a hundred people, and in the mortal world, there is always one outstanding talent among a hundred thousand people.

I spread the Taoist scriptures and theories of the spiritual world to the lower world, and then provide the feedback resources of the lower world to the upper world. This may be the only thing that the lower world may have but the upper world may not have.'

As the sky gradually brightened, Lu Cheng got up, washed, and started working.

After coming to this world, my life was indeed saved by Miss Chu Mingyun. If I have the chance in the future, I should repay her.

Snapped!
There was a whip sound, and a long whip hit one side. Lu Cheng was carrying the goods but did not move. His figure was shrouded in a shadow, and it turned out to be the manager Chen Qi who was riding a horse towards him.

"You don't have to be so honest. Those lazy people are used to being cunning and sly, but you are not. After all, you are injured, so it's better to save your energy."

After saying that, Chen Qi rode away on his horse.

After he left, Lu Cheng continued to carry and deliver goods and worked hard.

On the seventh day of the caravan's journey, as the sky began to turn white, a dark blue city suddenly appeared on the horizon.

There were hanged corpses on the city wall, with dark red blood seeping out from the cracks. From a distance, it looked like the intertwined fangs of a giant beast.

"Everyone lower your heads!" The steward Chen Qi, who was riding on horseback, suddenly shouted, and swung the long whip in his hand, making a loud whip flower: "It is the rule of Yaolao City that humans are not allowed to raise their heads or look directly."

The bluestone official road split into two sections here. Half a leg bone remained in the deep rut on the left side, and the cross-section was jagged as if it had been bitten by sharp teeth.

Lu Cheng caught a glimpse of the objects hanging at the city gate: three skinned human corpses with iron hooks piercing their scapulas, and the texture of the dried muscles was clearly visible in the morning light.

The right hand of the outermost corpse was still tightly grasping a jade pass token, which was exactly the same as the one hanging on the waist of another caravan manager.

This is the border between human and demon forces, a demon city.

Dirty, chaotic, cruel, the land of the spiritual world is infinitely vast. There is no famine or natural disasters, but there are also hundreds of races in the spiritual world. The wars and killings between them are no less severe than natural disasters. This is the bottom line that Lu Cheng saw after he came to the spiritual world, but it is definitely not the lowest bottom line.

Here, humans are not even allowed to raise their heads or make eye contact with demon cultivators, otherwise, they will be killed without guilt.

The caravan passed through the city wall and traveled in this demon city. Most of the pedestrians in the city were still humans, with some foreigners mixed in. However, even the eyes of these humans had changed significantly, revealing their bloodthirstiness and ferocity, obviously because they were trying to survive in this demon city.

Without production and education, people will become like wild beasts. Otherwise, they will not be able to survive.

"The Chu family's carriage?"

Suddenly, such a voice came from the front, which sounded like a man or a woman, and it was difficult to tell whether it was male or female. Lu Cheng looked up slightly when he heard the voice, and saw twelve shirtless demon soldiers carrying a bronze chariot slowly coming out. On the chariot was a seductive woman wearing colorful feathers, and the bone ring on her little finger was dripping with dark red liquid.

The manager who was walking in the front of the caravan dismounted and knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed to the ground: "Thanks to grandma's kindness, this time I have specially prepared twenty warriors in the Body Tempering Realm, all of them are excellent human sacrifices." Before he finished speaking, the sound of iron cages colliding came from the middle of the caravan. Even the thick cloth curtains could not cover up the roars from inside. It seemed that they also knew through some channel that their death was approaching.

"There are many merchants who have business dealings with my Wan Yao Nation, but only your Chu family uses death row prisoners to mess around. Today, I want to try some of the soft and fresh ones."

The woman on the chariot suddenly twitched her nose, and her colorful feathered cloak rose without wind. Then, the old demon gently pointed at the end of the caravan with her nail-stained fingertips: "That gray-clothed boy, you have cultivated a good fortune for several lifetimes, so stay and accompany grandma."

The young man in gray at the end of the Chu family caravan looked up in astonishment and fear, only to find that his companions were avoiding him as if he were the plague god, and did not dare to look him in the eye.

"no no."

The young man's name was Lu Xinhong. Two generations of his family had been servants of the Chu family. He knew what the consequences would be if he fell into the hands of the monsters from the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom.

"Master, save me, miss, save me, I don't, I"

Among the carriages in front of the caravan, the curtain of one of the carriages was suddenly lifted from the inside.

A young girl in a moon-white Taoist robe stepped out and stood up, bowing politely. "My ancestor exchanged greeting cards with the Sky Spider Cave Master several years ago. If you are short of blood and food, my Chu family is willing to send thirty more Body Tempering Realm human sacrifices next time, but not this child."

Lu Cheng had never met Chu Mingyun before. He was brought back to the caravan in a coma. But today he knew why the young lady of the Chu family had been living in seclusion here. She was obviously a cultivator with strong magical powers. Cultivators recite Taoist scriptures and practice magical powers, so it is normal not to see each other for several years or even dozens of years.

"You're using the cave master to pressure me?"

"Of course not. I am just explaining that our Chu family has been trading with the Ten Thousand Demons Nation for many years. The heaviest contract is what it should be."

Chu Mingyun was a tough man with a cunning mind. He managed to withstand the pressure from the old monster in front of him.

After a while, the woman on the chariot uttered an unwilling and muddy whimper, and finally turned away slowly. Even after the caravan had gone far away, Lu Cheng could still feel the sticky gaze behind him.

Although no one wanted to stay for long, the Yaolao City was so vast that it was almost like a country, so the Chu family caravan had to stay in an inn in the city.

"Xiao Hongzi, you've finally made a profit. You've even attracted the eldest lady to come out and save you. This hasn't happened in years. You've confronted a great demon for a fellow."

While the caravan members were drinking and chatting, they naturally couldn't help but talk about what happened today. Many caravan members came over and patted Lu Xinhong's shoulders and head to ease the relationship.

"Manager Chen, can you help me find a Taoist book to read? Any one will do."

The unfamiliar voice made Chen Qi look up in surprise, only to see that it was the wild Taoist who he thought was a mute.

"Aren't you mute?"

"I was injured before, and several of my meridians were severely damaged and I can't speak."

"Oh...Okay, I'll find it for you."

Lu Cheng could be sure that the caravan fellows who were more familiar with him did not have the Taoist scriptures of this world. Apart from the people of the Chu family, the people in this caravan who were most likely to carry Taoist scriptures with them were naturally the caravan managers. It was better to find someone familiar than an unfamiliar one, so he found Chen Qi.

Not long after, Chen Qi came over with a Taoist scripture: "There is nothing else, would you like to read Gengsangzi?"

"Thank you."

Taoist scriptures and exercises are different from each other. Scriptures and Taoist theories do not involve specific Taoist practice, but they are closely related to Taoist practice.

Especially the Taoism of the spiritual world, the discussion in this aspect is much more profound than that of the mortal world. From what I have seen, it can even play a guiding role in the future cultivation of the mortal world.

"The way of heaven is to do nothing and all things come into being on their own."

"Empty and quiet", "fasting of the mind", "sitting and forgetting", and being one with Tao, "preserving the whole form and keeping true" maintain the true state of life by nourishing the spirit and guarding the Qi, and avoiding the damage to the body and mind caused by external objects.

At night, the cold wind blew against the window frames of the inn, and Lu Cheng flipped through the pages of a book in the daylight.

"Be empty and wait for things, only the Tao gathers the emptiness"

"Sure enough, the Taoism of the upper world has been developed for many years and is very different from the mortal world. This Taoism is profound and extensive. If it were to flow into the mortal world, I wonder how much waves it would cause."

(End of this chapter)