Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 399: Join forces to defeat the enemy and speak frankly (Please subscribe!)
The night was as dark as ink, and the lights in Yaolao City flickered like ghost lights.

Lu Cheng sat cross-legged by the window in the woodshed of the inn, surrounded by the noisy snoring, grinding of teeth, and farting of the caravan servants.

"Move aside, I'm going to pee."

Lu Xinhong, a member of the caravan, pushed his companions away in a daze, stood up and trousers pulled up, jogging towards the door.

When he ran past Lu Cheng, Lu Cheng avoided him and looked up inadvertently to see a shadow covering his forehead, a dark black.

"The truth is achieved through emptiness and tranquility; the mind becomes empty and the body becomes calm..."

Lu Cheng's fingertips were still caressing the pages of "Gengsangzi" when he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood: it was a unique sweet and fishy smell of the blood of a living person. Lu Cheng had used his sword to cut other people's necks countless times, so he had smelled this smell countless times.

Outside the wooden house, a colorful feather cloak rolled in from the broken window frame, and the enchantress seen during the day appeared again.

Her neck strangely stretched three feet longer, and her snake-like tongue swept across the side of Lu Xinhong's neck outside the house:

"Young Master's blood smells so good."

Then, it would pounce on the beast, bite open the blood vessels in the neck, and devour the meal with relish.

Despair, fear, and unwillingness, these are the monster's favorite delicacies. With these flavors, the monster feels that the daytime wait is worth it.

"Formation!"

While Lu Cheng was still thinking about how to warn the Chu family, Chu Mingyun had already shouted and rushed out through the window, his moon-white Taoist robe fluttering like clouds.

The twelve Chu family guards performed mysterious footwork, with the long swords in their hands flashing with clear light, and they actually created a piece of pure land amidst the poisonous miasma surrounding them.

Obviously, with such a quick reaction, Chu Mingyun was also secretly on guard against this monster.

The girl put her fingers together and pointed them at her brows like a sword. The wooden hairpin in her hair turned into a streak of light, and her long hair fell like a waterfall. She was performing the 'Taiyi Fengyun Sword Art' of Taisu Qingyun Mansion.

"Grandma, for the sake of a mortal, how dare you disobey the order of the Lord of the Sky Spider Cave?" Two sword lights, real and unreal at the same time, one sword for killing, the other a sword for the heart. The changes in the sword lights contained countless mysteries, which seemed to imply the ultimate laws of heaven and earth.

"Chu family girl, the Sky Spider Cave Master has already gone into seclusion and will not come out for a hundred years, so grandma has changed her mind... After a hundred years, the Cave Master may not remember this matter."

"what!"

The demon lady suddenly roared angrily, and white smoke rose around her body. She actually transformed into her original form, which was a huge, ferocious demon spider with black hair and compound eyes. Only the head of the old woman with disheveled hair remained, roaring angrily.

Taiyi Fengyun Sword Technique, one sword turns the heart sword into cloud to cover the sun and destroy the gods, one sword turns the killing sword into wind to take the life and cut off the body.

The demon queen was instantly struck by Chu Mingyun's heart sword, which brought fear into her heart. Her original form was revealed and her magic power faded, but it also aroused her ferocity.

"Tai Su Qingyun Mansion's Taiyi Fengyun Sword Art? The Heart Sword has actually reached this level. No, you are actually a Tribulation Transformation cultivator from Sansheng Wendao Mountain. No wonder I am secretly afraid of you. If that's the case, you must die!"

San Sheng Wen Dao Mountain is a major sect of the human race in the spiritual world. There are not many disciples in the sect, but there are many highly skilled ones. The Taoist methods of this sect are unique and can help one to cultivate a pure spirit.

A normal cultivator can only achieve one calamity. After two lifetimes of cultivation, either he will cultivate a primordial spirit and live forever, or he will perish and waste thousands of years of cultivation.

Although the chances of cultivating the primordial spirit in the spiritual world are much greater than those in the mortal world, the vast majority of cultivators still cannot achieve it.

The Taoist tradition of Sansheng Daoshan can cultivate true spirits and enable disciples to overcome calamity twice, which is the meaning of Sansheng Daoshan.

The cultivators of this sect are good at suppressing others with their mentality and realm. They are mediocre in the first life, elites of various sects in the second life, and strive to become gods in the third life. The gods of the cultivators in Sansheng Daoshan are even strong among the cultivators of the same realm.

On the other hand, San Sheng Wen Dao Mountain has a deep connection with another major sect, Tai Su Qing Yun Mansion. The two sects were founded by a pair of Kun cultivators. In the early years, they were almost as close as a family. Even now, the true disciples of San Sheng Wen Dao Mountain can enter Tai Su Qing Yun Mansion to practice after the tribulation, and serve as the head of both sects. Except for not being able to take on the position of the head, they can also serve as the elder of Tai Su Qing Yun Mansion. This shows how close the two sects are.

In other words, only by combining the strengths of both schools can one be said to have truly inherited the true Taoist tradition of the Taoist couple who practiced Taoism tens of thousands of years ago.

The demon king of Yaolao City has reached the peak of the sixth level of cultivation, and his innate bloodline is not weak either. However, in front of Chu Mingyun, who is only at the Golden Core stage, he can hardly use his magic power and is suppressed.

Chu Mingyun's ability to make decisions on the spot and his skill in casting spells and wielding swordsmanship are far superior to that of the demon king.

The demon lady, whose original form had completely returned, pierced the ground with her eight limbs like iron spears. Her abdomen suddenly swelled and grew larger, and then violently spewed out a poisonous purple mist.

Wherever the purple mist passed, the walls of the inn rotted away, and the howling of the caravan servants could be heard one after another.

In the chaos, Chen Qi, who was still a little panicked and at a loss, was covered by a purple mist. Just before he was turned into blood, Lu Cheng suddenly exerted force and knocked him away. The two of them turned into rolling gourds, but they also avoided the attack of turning into blood.

"Let's go, the situation is chaotic now, and the lady can't take care of us anymore."

Lu Cheng took out a sword from somewhere, pressed it on Chen Qi's chest, and pushed him to the corner of the inn.

Lu Cheng knew the thinking of the righteous cultivators who were in the process of changing tribulations too well: Chu Mingyun would choose to save others without endangering his own safety, but once the danger reached the point where it endangered himself, the cultivator would withdraw and at most take his parents and relatives with him.

This is the most correct way of thinking. The people who die today will be saved ten times or a hundred times more in the future. For those who practice Taoism, it is more important than anything else to keep their useful bodies.

Chu Mingyun, who was in the middle of a fight, suddenly changed her sword technique, and a cool breeze blew around her. The sword shadows she was pointing at suddenly turned into twelve, forming a formation. It was the "Twelve Yuanchen Fixed Light Formation" of Taisu Qingyun Mansion, which required twelve spiritual magic weapons as its basis. The wealth of this woman was astonishing.

"Monster, do you really think that I can travel between the two worlds only by relying on the power of the Lord of the Sky Spider Cave? Today I will break your three hundred years of cultivation, and I will take your head off tomorrow."

The female cultivator suddenly bit her tongue, and a stream of blood spurted out onto the sword light. The originally cold sword light suddenly turned red, and then suddenly merged into one, slashing down!

"Ah!"

The demon grandma screamed shrilly, and a dark grey demonic aura rose from her body. Countless wronged souls and evil spirits crawled out of her, turning into a black tide and rushing towards the huge sword light.

The moment the two forces collided, the bluestone of the entire street collapsed into pieces, and the air waves overturned nearly a hundred houses in the surrounding area.

"You can't leave, I'm going to eat you today!"

Even if it is a sixth-level demon king, being targeted by a tribulation-transforming cultivator is like being struck by a sharp knife hanging in the air. It would be better to pay some price today and swallow her directly, which might bring many benefits.

Moreover, because this woman is a human cultivator who has reached the stage of reincarnation, even if something happens in the future, the Lord of the Sky Spider Cave will cover it up for her.

Although the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom has to trade necessary supplies with humans, does it really want humans to become stronger?
"Oh no! This old demon's magical power is even greater than I expected!"

The huge blood-red sword light collided with the black tide in the sky, and the temporary advantage turned into a stalemate.

But this is the disadvantage. Even if the monk who has reached the state of reincarnation competes with him in magic power for a long time, he cannot be the opponent of the sixth-order demon king.

“We can’t engage in a battle with it. Even if this old monster didn’t organize a monster army and set up a monster formation in order to conceal the matter, the fighting here has been going on for so long... Do we have to abandon our relatives and retreat alone?” The cultivators of Sansheng Wendao Mountain who are about to undergo a catastrophe often treat their parents in this life well.

This is also what an orthodox Taoist practitioner will inevitably do when he is about to cross the calamity. A fetus less than three months old does not have a true spirit in its body, so it is not considered a living being, and seizing its home is not considered killing. If a fetus without a true spirit is also considered a living being, then it goes a step further - the vast majority of men in the world are probably covered in blood, with numerous sins that are difficult to list, and have killed countless lives.

It certainly cannot be calculated this way.

Because welcoming a Taoist master to turn the calamity around can prosper the family, bring blessings to descendants, and extend wealth and honor for ten generations, ordinary people usually hope to be chosen as the family to turn the calamity around. In addition, the high-level cultivators are not unselective, and families with little blessings will not go at all.

So although this generation of the head of the Chu family is very respectful in front of his daughter and does not act like a father, Chu Mingyun still cares about the parents and will not abandon them easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Just as the blood-red sword light and the black tide were in a stalemate, and Chu Mingyun was hesitating, in the chaos below, the Taoist Lu Cheng clenched his knuckles until they turned white, his expression was calm, and his eyelids were slightly closed.

The remaining Kunpeng energy in his body was like a trapped dragon awakening, flowing through his meridians. Wind and wood complemented each other, and the abundant spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually turned into an invisible vortex, condensing into a sharp sword intent in his palm.

High in the sky, the eight compound eyes of the giant black spider simultaneously glowed with blood, and it was about to spit out a second mouthful of poisonous miasma to strengthen its magic power.

"Look at the sword, old demon!"

In the void, there seemed to be a Taoist shadow holding a sword and slashing towards him. The sword intention and sword skills were fast, fierce and sharp. He would definitely kill, win, and die.

This caused the three compound eyes on the left side of the demon to turn instinctively, but when she really turned her gaze, there was no one there.

The unique skills of kendo, the sword intention creates momentum, and uses the false to transform into the true.

Because his mind was lost for a moment, the blood sword broke through the air and slashed straight in.

Snap—roar.

The sound of the shell breaking mixed with the demon grandmother's screams of pain made the eardrums of everyone present almost burst.

The moment the blood sword's energy entered the body, the demon energy around the demon lady vibrated violently like boiling oil meeting water, and her limbs began to twitch uncontrollably.

Chi Chi Chi!
Blood mist gushed out from the seven hundred and twenty acupoints on the demon's body, dyeing the surrounding ground red. This demon body that had cultivated for thousands of years shrank quickly like a leaking skin bag, and the pressure of the sixth-level demon king receded like a tide.

"Junior An Daan!"

The demon's head with pale and messy hair suddenly flew out of her body. The hair turned into thousands of silver ropes and wrapped around Chu Mingyun, while she opened her mouth as if to bite him.

Chu Mingyun put his fingers together and swept across the sword like a sword, and his moon-white Taoist robe automatically pointed out without wind.

The sword light rolled back like the Milky Way, and with the power of this finger, the demon's head was sealed into a three-inch glass-like space. The ferocious face rushed left and right in the crystal, but it could not be shaken at all.

"go!"

Chu Mingyun had no intention of really killing this monster, and a palm-sized jade boat flew out from his sleeve.

When the Jade Boat met the wind, it would grow into a ten-foot-long ship, spreading its spiritual light quickly, grabbing the remaining caravan, abandoning the packhorses and goods, and breaking through the air. Lu Cheng was among them, and when he stepped onto the deck and looked back, he saw that the entire Demon City had fallen into chaos, and countless demon soldiers were swarming out of the city.

If that demon old lady gathered the Taoist soldiers and set up a large formation, even if a powerful human being who had reached the divine level came, it would be difficult for him to escape unharmed.

Fortunately, she wanted to conceal it and did it secretly, which gave everyone room to escape.

"It's bad. I thought Chu Mingyun would only take her relatives away, but I didn't expect that she took away everyone she could. That guy Chen Qi..."

Lu Cheng looked down and saw Chen Qi, who was confused, holding the insect sword he had given him, looking up at the giant boat in the demon city, not knowing whether to shout or not.

Finally, he disappeared into the crowd, and even he himself did not think that the young lady would take everyone back to risk their lives just for him.

"My insect sword is extremely powerful. It can be considered an opportunity for him. Whether it will be a blessing or a curse in the end depends on his own choice."

The ship traveled through the sea of ​​clouds for three days, and only landed in an unnamed valley after confirming that there were no more pursuers.

On that day, Lu Cheng was led to the main hall of the ship by the Chu family guards. Chu Mingyun dismissed his attendants and sat on top, staring at Lu Cheng for a long time:

"I also owe you a life-saving favor. Now that things have come to this, you should at least give me an explanation, right?"

Hearing this, Lu Cheng smiled bitterly and then bowed and said:
"Lu Cheng, a small cultivator from the lower realm, greets the upper cultivator."

"A monk from the lower world? He sneaked here!"

Chu Mingyun had been practicing for thousands of years, and he understood what was going on after just one sentence.

"You can reach the spiritual world alive through the space rift, which means you have some destiny." Chu Mingyun then asked Lu Cheng many questions about the lower world, and Lu Cheng answered them truthfully one by one.

"As long as people live long enough, they will encounter many interesting things. My Three Lives to Ask the Way Mountain emphasizes the three lives of love. If you always look down on the world from a high place, you will miss a lot of scenery."

In the mortal world, after a cultivator has overcome his tribulation, he can often cultivate to the level of magical powers he had in his previous life within two or three hundred years.

In the spiritual world, many monks who have crossed the tribulation path are practicing slowly, reciting Taoist books, feeling the human world, and enriching their own Taoist foundation.

Of course, a big reason for this difference is that the spiritual world is much safer than the mortal world. In a Taoist city under a major sect, nothing major may happen for hundreds or even thousands of years.

In the spiritual world, there are cultivators in the Nascent Soul, Huashen/Primordial Spirit realms, Lianxu, Heti, and even Mahayana realms. Their spiritual awareness is vast and almost boundless. The tribulation cultivators that are almost impossible to prevent in the mortal world cannot be said to be completely absent in the spiritual world, but they are much less, because there really is a possibility that gods are watching and sensing you just above your head.

If you plunder and commit crimes around the market town of a major righteous sect, it is possible that you will suddenly be struck by a bolt of lightning, which you will be completely unable to resist and will be shattered to pieces.

"You and I have helped each other like this, and we are destined to be together. What are your plans next?"

Chu Mingyun asked this after satisfying his curiosity.

The treasures of the mortal world can be found everywhere in the spiritual world, but the spiritual world has no need for the mortal world. If it is an ascending cultivator, then he indeed has a very good character and perseverance and has the potential for cultivation. However, if it is a sneaking cultivator, it can only be said that he has good fortune. Whether it is Sansheng Wendao Mountain or Taisu Qingyun Mansion, they are both sects that mainly practice Kun cultivation, and the selection of external disciples is also quite strict. Chu Mingyun certainly cannot bring Lu Cheng to join these two sects.

"I am not familiar with the environment in the upper realm, and I want to become a disciple of a famous and orthodox sect. If that is not possible, I can study in the Fairy City in the market first."

"Well, this is indeed a dignified and upright way. I saw that the Heart Sword Move you just used was quite impressive. Why don't you become a disciple of the Spiritual Sword Pavilion or the Jade Void Sword Sect? Both sects have sect rules similar to those of the Sword Mountain. Those who can reach the 60th step of the Wuliang Sword Mountain of the Spiritual Sword Pavilion can become disciples, those who can reach the 70th step can become inner disciples, and those who can reach the 90th step can directly enter the True Transmission Hall.

Yuxu Sword Sect has the Grand Illusionary Realm, and those who win forty-nine games in a row can become members of the sect." Chu Mingyun seemed to want to establish a good relationship, so he suggested.

"Choosing a sect is related to your cultivation in the future life. Xiao Xiu still wants to learn more about the sects in the spiritual world before making a choice."

Lu Cheng bowed politely and said this.

"That's true. I was too impatient. Yes, this is a jade slip that records some basic customs and events in the spirit world. Take it and observe it for two days and then give me an answer. After we get to know each other, I will send you to the sect and fairy city you want to join."

"Thank you, Shangxiu."

After retreating, he left the main hall and was led by a puppet maid to a guest room.

Inside the room, there was a thick blanket and a copper stove with smoke rising from it. Lu Cheng first took out a few healing pills that had been sent from the mortal world from his arms and swallowed them. Then he performed a relatively soothing North Sea Kunpeng Dance to relax his spirit and blood.

'The spiritual world's skills must be much more advanced than those in the mortal world. This dragon body has insufficient potential, so I should practice a skill that can increase the potential of the Tao foundation to make up for the deficiency. Now that the skills and practices are separated, it can be said that there is no creation without destruction.

Fortunately, with the continuous support of worldly wealth, although I am not completely rich in spiritual stones in the spiritual world, it is enough for me to practice, so I don't need to take risks with my sword anymore.'

After activating his Qi and blood, Lu Cheng picked up the jade slip again. When his fingertips touched the warm surface, fine seal characters emerged in his consciousness. The moonlight shone in from the carved window lattice and flowed on the bronze crane-shaped lamp.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he placed the jade slip between his brows. Instantly, a huge amount of information flooded into the spiritual platform, including the geographical map of the seventy-two continents in the spiritual world, the genealogy of the nine sects and thirty-six schools of the human race, and the thirty-three evil and desolate areas...

Inside the Jinguan Cave in Canglong Mountain, the Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the altar also received these messages and pondered over them.

(End of this chapter)