Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 447: Killing to prove the truth, killing on behalf of heaven (Please subscribe!)
The blood curtain was like an overturned dome, covering the area within a radius of ten miles in a scarlet blood prison.

The two-headed barbarian leader knew he had hit a wall by this time. He thought it was a human immortal with no foundation, practicing Taoism in these desolate mountains and ridges, so he could come and take advantage of him.

If one could devour the physical body of a cultivator at the Divine Transformation level, it would be of great benefit to oneself.

What's more, this person also revealed a treasure. That kind of spiritual treasure with self-generated spirituality is purchased at a high price by many high-level monks. It is most suitable to be given to the younger generation to protect their lives and the way.

It turned out that the Taoist had already set up evil magic arrays all around him, and now it seemed that he could not eat anyone, but was instead being eaten by others.

"Form a Yinsha Ghost Gate Formation!"

As its two heads roared in the same manner, the barbarians around it immediately cut off their own flesh and blood, and even took out the purple-black organs in their stomachs and threw them on the ground.

Those blood, flesh and organs swelled up when the wind blew, and in a flash they turned into seven ghost gates made of rotten flesh, with countless blue-grey ghost hands extending from the cracks in the gates.

Apart from humans, the strongest alien race near the Xuanyin Demon Gorge is the Netherworld Ghost Clan. These ghosts crave the flesh, blood and souls of the living. Although they are intimidated by the power of the Taiqing Sect, they also secretly support other alien races to harass the human border and test the bottom line of the Taiqing Sect.

There are many wandering races like the two-headed barbarians in the earthly fairy world, but this one is close to the water tower and is proficient in evil ghost arts.

Seeing this, Lu Cheng sneered and raised his sword. The blood bead that disappeared a moment ago suddenly appeared with a bright red glow.

"go."

The blood beads turned into meteors and pierced into the enemy camp from a strange angle. Wherever the sharp light passed, the ghost hands were like snow meeting boiling water, making a "hissing" sound and melting away completely.

Two barbarians were unable to dodge and were pierced through the chest by the blood beads. Their fat bodies instantly shriveled up like dead wood, and all their essence, blood, and souls were devoured by the All-Spirit Blood Pearl.

Lu Cheng, who had been through many battles, could tell at a glance that the key to this ghost technique was the life force of the sacrifice and the duration of the chanting.

Although this All-Spirit Blood Pearl is only a sixth-rank magic weapon, Lu Cheng now has powerful magic power, and with the condensed magic power of five thousand Blood River Demon Soldiers to bless it, it is infused with powerful magic power from the same source, and has enough essence, blood, and souls to devour from the outside. The spiritual light of the All-Spirit Blood Pearl is recovering and growing at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.

There is a sword ball lineage among sword practitioners. A flying sword has no handle or tip, only a sword body used to kill the enemy. Normally, the sword is rolled into a sword ball and stored in the body. When encountering an enemy, it spits out sword light like thunder.

Lu Cheng's All-Spirit Blood Pearl at this time had some of this artistic conception, except that it used the All-Spirit Blood Pearl's powerful corrosive and devouring ability to replace the sword edge.

The blood bead made a sharp whistling sound as it passed by, and the swallowed blood essence formed a vortex inside the bead.

"How brave!"

Seeing Lu Cheng quickly killing his own people with the blood bead, the two-headed barbarian leader knew that the ghost magic of his tribe had been broken. In such a short period of time, two more of his own people were killed in blood.

Its two heads bit their tongues at the same time, spurting out two streams of black blood. The blood intertwined in the air to form a strange spell, which fell far away and temporarily fixed the Wanling Blood Pearl.

These two-headed barbarians, relying on their inherently strong physiques and vitality, can cast blood curses and ghost magic, which is indeed easy to learn and master, and has a unique power.

You must know that at this moment Lu Cheng himself has the magic power of the God Transformation Realm, and with the support of five thousand Blood River Demon Soldiers, he probably has the magic power of the peak of the middle stage of the God Transformation Realm. The reason why he gave up the Jiaolong Taoist Soldiers with greater potential is because these Blood River Demon Soldiers have gone through the test of time and now have even stronger magic power.

The powerful magic power combined with Lu Cheng's swordsmanship is enough to dominate in most cases.

'On the one hand, it's because blood curse spells consume life force and are indeed powerful. On the other hand, it's because the grade of the All-Spirit Blood Pearl itself is too low, not even the sixth-grade upper grade. If you forcefully break free from the blood curse, the pearl itself may be damaged.'

'But there is no other way. As long as there are enough corpses and blood essence to help, the grade of the Wanling Blood Pearl can be improved. But the Nine Chapter Jade Seal is not like that.'

The two-headed barbarian leader on the opposite side took the opportunity to take off the magic treasure full of skulls from his waist, and then approached and punched to death two of his fellow tribesmen nearby.

Soul-stirring magic sounds were emitted when the skeletons collided. For a moment, there seemed to be countless white bones and evil spirits flying around the two-headed barbarian leader. They gathered on the magic treasure and formed a terrible spell.

The sound of thousands of babies crying suddenly rang in Lu Cheng's ears, but the soul sitting in the Niwan Palace remained motionless.

Lu Cheng made continuous hand gestures with his hands, and blood lines were wrapped around the Wanling Blood Pearl that was fixed by the strange talisman, connecting with it and shuttling back and forth.

Looking closely, that was not a blood line, but a miniature sword formation composed of countless small swords.

'He used a ghost magic, which was divided into two parts. On the one hand, it enslaved the evil spirits of the people he had killed in his life, and on the other hand, it aroused the inner demon in my heart. The ghosts in the netherworld paid a lot of money to make trouble for my sect.'

"My dear human cultivator, now that things have come to this, we should both take a step back. If we continue to fight, we will face death!"

Not all of the two-headed barbarians have two heads. Only the nobles among them have two heads. They possess extremely high evil wisdom, but this also gives them fear, flaws, etc.

The two-headed barbarian saw that the magic he used to cast arouse the inner demons of the other cultivator had no effect at all, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, so he said this.

"You're the only one who will die, so why should I retreat?"

"what!"

Seeing that Lu Cheng gave no chance to live, the two-headed barbarian couldn't help but summon up his courage. He swung the bone magic treasure in his hand and slashed out a gray-white ghost-killing sword energy towards Lu Cheng.

But almost at the same time, the sword energy inside and outside Lu City circulated mysteriously, and the blood bead of all spirits suddenly spread out blood-colored sword light.

It exploded behind the two-headed barbarian, directly breaking through the talisman, and then tearing apart the two-headed barbarian's body. It was then followed by the sword energy that came later and arrived first to slash the ghost from behind.

After all, it was a sword struck by a Divine Transformation-level cultivator with all his strength. Even though it was chopped into pieces by the blood-colored sword light from behind, there were still scattered gray-white sword energy falling near Lu Cheng. However, under his protective magic power, it dissipated like a breeze that was not chilling to the face.

"This should be the local Netherworld Ghost Clan's sword technique for beheading ghosts and killing souls! You've only learned half of it and you're showing off in front of me?"

"Master..." At this time, Zhang Zhaodi poked her head out from behind the rock, her face pale. She had just seen with her own eyes the last two-headed barbarian being torn in half by the blood-red sword light.

Lu Cheng turned around and brushed his sleeves to dispel the bloody smell, then he flew down and gently stroked the little girl's head and said softly, "In the world of earthly immortals, the strong prey on the weak, and immortal cultivators are the shield and sword of the human race. These barbarians usually devour our people with their cultivation methods, and their execution today is also the cycle of heaven."

As he spoke, he threw out a talisman to calm the spirits and dispel the fear in his disciple's heart.

"Master, Zhaodi is not afraid. So where are we going next?"

"There are probably three larger barbarian tribes entrenched near the Xuanyin Demonic Gorge. We have already wiped out the elite of one of them. We will be busy in the next few days to kill them all."

Zhang Zhaodi's parents were killed by the Eight-Handed Clan when she was young. If she wanted to practice Taoism in the future, she had only two options: one was to let go of hatred, and the other was to face hatred head-on.

As Lu Cheng's disciple, it is impossible for her to let go of hatred, so she only has one way left. Therefore, Lu Cheng did such a thing of massacre and genocide, and also brought his little disciple with him. If she can hold on, it means that she can follow this lineage of magic. If she can't hold on, Lu Cheng will cast a spell to seal her memory and let her live a peaceful and wealthy life in the mortal world from now on.

...

Late at night, dark clouds gathered over the barren mountains.

A Taoist priest stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, his robe rustling. Behind him stood a thin figure - nine-year-old Zhang Zhaodi, tightly grasping the corner of her master's clothes, her face tense and pale. "Master, are those... man-eating monsters?" The girl's voice trembled, pointing at the fat figure looming in the dense forest below the mountain.

The mountain wind brought with it a foul stench, and dozens of two-headed barbarians, nearly a meter tall, were walking through the forest.

Their skin was blue-gray, and their bodies were covered in fat. Some of the strongest ones had two heads on their necks, one on the left and one on the right, and their four eyes kept scanning the surroundings. The barbarians in the front row held large knives with blood still on the blades.

"That's right." Lu Cheng gently stroked the top of his little disciple's head. "Huangyun Prefecture has been peaceful for hundreds of years, but the population has not increased much. A big part of the reason is that these barbarians go out to hunt whenever they have the chance, and specifically target human communities in remote areas."

"Today, I will teach you the first lesson: what is slaying demons and what is killing on behalf of the gods."

Before he finished speaking, a stream of blood-colored light flew out from the Taoist's sleeve. The Wanling Blood Pearl swelled in the wind, becoming the size of a fist and hanging in the air, with blood lines on its surface moving like a living thing.

"Blood River Road soldiers, obey my orders!"

Lu Cheng shouted, and the military token on his waist suddenly lit up with a dazzling blood light.

In an instant, five thousand soldiers surged out like a tide, instantly covering half the sky.

The nineteen Nascent Soul demon generals in the lead each held a weapon, and they had different forms such as blood dragons, bat demons, and banshees, with murderous auras around them as condensed as substance.

The two-headed barbarian team at the foot of the mountain suddenly became agitated. The leading two-headed barbarian suddenly raised his head, and both heads showed surprise at the same time: "Be careful, it's a human monk!"

"Kill them all."

Lu Cheng pointed his sword and the blood beads of all spirits fell to the ground like meteors.

The soldiers of the Blood River Road moved upon hearing the order, and five thousand demon soldiers formed the Taiqing Demon Subduing Formation. The bloody murderous aura rose into the sky, dyeing the entire forest red.

"kill!"

The two-headed barbarian leader roared, and the fat on his body shook violently. Black smoke oozed out of his pores, with countless poisonous insects flying in it.

The other barbarians also used evil magic to summon ghosts and demons.

"Little tricks."

Lu Cheng sneered, and a jade talisman flew out from his sleeve. The seventh-level life-defining magic weapon, the Nine-Chapter Jade Talisman, unfolded in the air, and the seventh-level lightning talismans floating around it were activated. Blue and white lightning fell like a waterfall, and those ghosts and demons touched the lightning and turned into black smoke in an instant, just like the first snow meeting the sun.

At the same time, the All-Spirit Blood Pearl had smashed into the barbarian formation.

Wherever the blood passed, the two two-headed barbarian monks instantly shriveled up like dead wood, and their essence, blood, and souls were completely devoured by it.

The blood dragon demon took the opportunity to rush in, sweeping its three-meter-long body across, and its steel-whip-like tail cut the three barbarians in half.

"Master." Zhang Zhaodi suddenly tugged at Lu Cheng's sleeve, then raised her arm and said, "There's someone in that cage!"

Lu Cheng's eyes focused and he noticed that there was a vine cage behind the barbarian team, with many ragged mortals curled up inside.

He pointed his sword and sword energy shot out from his sleeve. Although it was tangible and invisible, it was like a rainbow piercing the sun, and it shattered the cage in an instant.

"Blood River Demon Soldiers, attack from the front and back to form a formation to protect the people!"

The nineteen Yuanying demon generals immediately separated into a team and formed a circle around the cage. The villagers who were lucky enough to survive were so frightened by the sight of the demons all over the mountain that they fainted.

The battle situation had become one-sided and overwhelming. Seeing that the situation was not good, the two-headed barbarian leader sacrificed a magic bone shield, which temporarily blocked the All-Spirit Blood Pearl.

"Human monks! We have an agreement with you."

"Noisy."

Lu Cheng put his fingers together like a sword, and the Five Elements Flying Sword broke through the air with a stream of Seven Emotions Sword Qi. The sword Qi was as thin as a hair at first, but when it approached the barbarian leader, it suddenly split into thousands and poured down like a rainstorm.

The two-headed barbarian hurriedly raised his weapon to block, but the sword energy pierced through his body and his two heads exploded at the same time.

The leader was killed, and the remaining barbarians were thrown into chaos. The soldiers of the Blood River Road took advantage of the situation to kill them, using steel forks, bone swords, and poisonous mist to wipe out the remaining barbarians.

The Wanling Blood Bead shuttled back and forth, hungrily devouring the blood on the battlefield, and the color of the bead became more and more vivid.

In just half an incense stick of time, the battle was over.

Lu Cheng raised his hand to recall the All-Spirit Blood Pearl, turned to look at his young disciple, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

Zhang Zhaodi bit her lip and shook her head, her eyes red: "They... They ate my parents."

The Taoist sighed and squatted down to look the girl in the eye: "Remember what these monsters look like. One day, you will avenge your parents with your own hands."

He tapped the girl's brow with his fingertips and passed a wisp of pure spiritual energy into her again: "But now, learn from me how to survive first."

He called back the Taoist soldiers and went forward to cast a spell to wake up the unconscious people.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" The rescued people knelt on the ground to express their gratitude. Although they were somewhat confused about the situation, they were lucky to be able to survive in that environment.

It must be this handsome Taoist priest who saved everyone.

"You should leave this place quickly. There is a mountain temple thirty miles to the north. You can temporarily avoid the danger there."

Then, Lu Cheng took Zhang Zhaodi's hand and turned to leave. It seemed that he was walking leisurely, but in fact he was moving fast. He disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Master, you've been telling me these days that Taoism means 'killing to prove the Dao, killing on behalf of Heaven'. But these days, I always feel that it's you who's killing. How can you say you're killing on behalf of Heaven? In this way... In this way, I'm not acting on my own will, acting on behalf of Heaven's will?"

"Because the Supreme said: Humanism should flourish. The Supreme is the leader of our sect, and we can regard him as heaven and earth, which is fine. Moreover, the way of heaven is constant, and the human race should establish the heart of heaven and earth."

Zhang Zhaodi was still young and didn't understand much at the time, but she still kept the teacher's teachings firmly in her heart.

Although there is no direct evidence that Taishang ever said "human teaching should flourish", his multiple incarnations and teachings show that he had a profound influence on the development of human teaching.

As the highest deity in Taoism, Tai Shang's teachings and incarnations indirectly supported the prosperity and development of humanism.

(End of this chapter)