Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 454: Blood Sea Infinite Magic Power, Innate Magic Power Blood Talisman Opens the Mysterious Acupoint (Please subscribe!)
Deep in the seventh-level Lingshan Cave in Huangyun Mansion, the light of the seven stars hung down like a veil, illuminating the entire cave like a dream.

Taoist Lu Cheng sat cross-legged on the Yin-Yang platform, his body enveloped by a layer of blood-red halo.

In front of him, there was a ball of red blood mist that was constantly flowing like a living thing. A strange weapon could be vaguely seen in the mist, and its shape kept changing between a knife and a sword, sometimes sharp and sometimes as heavy as a mountain.

Through the changes of the blood mist, Lu Cheng, with the eyes of a Divine Transformation cultivator, clearly saw the ultimate goal that the All-Spirit Blood Pearl could achieve after devouring countless essences, blood and vitality:

The blood mist suddenly churned violently, and the blurry body in the center collapsed, turning into thousands of blood shadows that covered the sky.

These blood shadows seemed to have life, twisting and changing in the void: sometimes they condensed into ancient blood beasts, letting out deafening roars towards the sky; sometimes they turned into a group of blood bats that covered the sky, stirring up a bloody rain with the flapping of their wings.

The blood shadows in the sky collided and devoured each other, and finally merged into a long blood river that stretched from sky to earth, carrying a pungent fishy wind straight into the sky.

The blood river burst as it rushed to the dome, turning into a torrential blood rain that poured down. Those crimson raindrops gathered together in midair, condensing into a vague human shape like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

"Heaven created all things to nourish man, but man has nothing to repay Heaven!... Kill, kill, kill, kill! Kill, kill, kill until heaven and earth are destroyed, and then there will be peace!"

Following a long groan, a blood-red sword as thin as a cicada's wing leaped out from his forehead.

The blade was transparent as if invisible, and countless fine blood veins floated on its surface. When the blade flashed, it split into thousands of floating lights and shadows, and each blood light moved back and forth like a living thing, with mysterious and unpredictable trajectories.

'This is the most powerful advancement direction of the All-Spirit Blood Pearl, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. After cultivation, it possesses the supreme blood poison, which can turn the flesh and bones of the victim into blood, and the blood into clear water. The soul will be trapped in the flesh and turn into nothingness. When it is practiced to the extreme, there is no blood smell when the sword is slashed, only an invisible clear air blowing on the face... Unfortunately, it is too powerful. If you want to practice it, I am afraid you will have to spend countless efforts to study the blood way.'

As Lu Cheng's thoughts turned, another change occurred in front of him:
The blood suddenly became brighter, and the body collapsed, turning into a huge wave of blood that rushed into the sky.

Every drop of blood twisted and expanded in the void, and in a flash it turned into millions of blood shadows, layer upon layer blocking out the sky.

Those blood shadows entangled and bit each other, sometimes condensed into ancient blood beasts and roared to the sky, sometimes gathered into blood bats that covered the sky and flapped their wings to split the sky, and finally merged into a blood torrent that spanned the sky and the earth.

The blood river made a deafening roar as it rushed, as if the underworld was rolling back into the sky. Countless hideous faces floated in the river, all of them were the souls of the dead under the sword in the past, wailing miserably.

When the blood wave rushed to the top of the sky, it suddenly collapsed like a pillar of heaven. Billions of blood rains poured down with biting murderous energy, and then strangely reversed in mid-air and condensed into a vague human shape again.

"The blood sea will never dry up, the divine sword will be limitless!"

With a long groan, a dark blade appeared. It was more than one meter long, with a wide blade and a thick back. The edge showed a curve that was extremely conducive to chopping. The sharp blade was not just one, but composed of thirty-three ferocious serrations like fangs. Dense and ancient blood patterns floated on the surface of the blade, as if sealing the entire sea of ​​blood.

"Although the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is extremely powerful, its movements overlap with those of the Heavenly Escape Sword. It is not as powerful as the Blood-Sea Infinite Divine Sword, which can better match my attack at this time."

As Lu Cheng thought about it, a thick, dark sword slowly emerged from the blood mist and was held in the Taoist's hand.

After all, he did not specialize in blood-based martial arts. Although the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was powerful, it might not be stronger than the Heavenly Escape Sword combined with the Hundred Poisons and Heavenly Filth Divine Light. The powerful sword force of the Infinite Blood Sea could more easily create flaws in the opponent and create opportunities for himself.

Generally, cultivators fight with each other based on their Taoist magic and magic weapons. The more advanced ones comprehend and apply them, and the more advanced ones rely on themselves. With Lu Cheng's mental cultivation, it is not difficult for him to make a choice.

Time flies, and several years later.

Taoist Lu Cheng stepped barefoot on the Yin-Yang Fish Platform and slowly performed a set of boxing techniques, as fast as a fish or a roc. His simple boxing techniques and posture contained the Way of Yi Wood, so he was best at maintaining health.

There was a strong wind flowing around his body, cleansing it all over, and at the same time, the 124 major acupoints on his body were faintly glowing with blood.

After practicing boxing for a while, he took out a stack of silver-white talisman paper from his sleeve, and then took out blood ink that diffused a strong fishy smell, and started to draw. The bright red blood beads slowly seeped into the texture of the talisman paper along with the tip of the pen.

"The blood talisman opens the mysterious acupoints, and the nine transformations refine the true form."

As the incantation was uttered, seventy-two blood talismans moved without wind, floating in the air to form a star formation. The cinnabar patterns on each talisman gradually lit up, and they seemed to be living things absorbing and exhaling the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Lu Cheng opened his mouth and inhaled, and thirty-six blood talismans entered his mouth one after another. The moment the talisman paper entered his throat, the veins on his neck bulged like a coiled dragon - after the blood talismans entered his body, they turned into a boiling torrent, rushing through his meridians and blood vessels throughout his body:
At the foundation-building stage, one can cultivate a body of elixir bones, medicine marrow and magic to increase drug resistance. Below the golden elixir stage, all elixirs in the spiritual world that increase spiritual awareness, magic power and physical body can be taken in double doses for multiple benefits.

With this skill, he can swallow a large amount of spiritual elixirs, quickly improve his magic power, and his foundation in Taoism is not bad.

In the Purple Mansion Realm, he cultivated the "Heavenly Demon Killing Sword", transformed his body into a poisonous sword, and became one with the sword. However, he controlled the sword instead of the person. Although it was dangerous, Lu Cheng had the confidence to kill the Golden Core Master with the Purple Mansion Realm, as long as the opponent did not have any powerful life-saving secrets or spells.

This is the art of killing to protect the Dao. It can be used without it but it cannot be absent.

In the Golden Elixir Realm, one can refine the Great Brightness Talisman Pill with the "Xuanshu Secretly Granted Brightness Talisman Sutra" circulated by the Taiqing Sect, memorize 124,600 talismans, and after mastering them, control the mind and suppress the inner demons. And because this is the innate magical power of the mind, even when the main body survived the God Transformation Heavenly Tribulation in the mortal world, it has also received its help, and survived the God Transformation Heart Demon Tribulation more calmly.

The innate magical power of the Nascent Soul Realm, "Talismans transform the heaven and earth, and the talisman body of all dharmas", can amplify the speed and power of talismans, and comprehend the way of heaven and earth through the way of talismans, which is also of great benefit to the lower realm.

Now that he has reached the realm of transformation, Lu Cheng has developed the innate magical power: "Blood Talisman to the Mysterious Acupoint".

The 365 major acupoints in the human body are like the stars in the sky, and the 129,600 acupoints are like the twinkling stars in the Milky Way.

If the human body is regarded as a small universe, then the acupoints are the spiritual nodes between the universe and the universe, just like the bright stars in the vast sea of ​​stars, which are in line with the mysterious operation of Taoism. Every time an acupoint is refined and developed, magical power can be obtained.

Lu Cheng's blood talisman has the magical power of opening up the acupoints all over the body. By drawing blood talismans, he can stimulate and refine the acupoints all over the body and obtain various magical blessings.

It just so happened that Lu Cheng had two Taoist and demonic classics in his hands, "Xuanmen Danding Lianxing Secret Book" and "Asura Blood Dao Magic Art", which were both unique skills for refining the body and cultivating the self, and were both supreme Taoist methods in this world.

'However, the way this blood talisman can open the mystical acupoints is somewhat strange. Every time you practice, you need to swallow the blood talisman into your body to seal your body. I have the Samadhi True Fire to expel impurities and protect my body, so it's fine. If ordinary cultivators practice this technique, they can certainly gain great power, but those with weak wills are very likely to go astray. In addition, the initial progress is very fast, but it is very difficult to practice to the higher level, and it also requires the essence and blood of high-level monsters as a guide.'

No matter whether it is his original body or his incarnation, every time Lu Cheng cultivates to a high level, he will develop his innate magical power. That is because he has an extremely high comprehension of the Taoism he cultivates.

In fact, there are many cultivators in this world who are unable to condense their innate magical powers. The improvement of their realm is only the improvement of their own magic power and spiritual consciousness.

Originally, Lu Cheng did not have such comprehension, but as he practiced the Taoist transformation and ascension technique, every time he made progress in his practice, his physical qualifications would be improved, and his Taoist foundation would be strengthened. With this foundation, his comprehension gradually improved.

In fact, the status of most cultivators is: the ancestor of the sect condenses a powerful innate magical power, summarizes it, and creates it into a unique skill, which is not passed on to anyone except the core disciples.

After the core disciples practice this technique, if they gain a deep enough understanding, they may be able to cultivate this powerful magical power like the sect's founder. Because of the prerequisite techniques, the requirements for the practitioners themselves are greatly lowered. If the practitioners themselves have high aptitude, they can even cultivate their innate magical powers to a power that exceeds that of their predecessors.

This blood talisman has the ability to grant mysterious orifices, which makes it qualified for the cultivators in the world to create an exclusive practice method for it. However, although it is very powerful, it is also difficult to cultivate, and the cultivators may easily go astray.

"call……"

The blood talisman's magical power was so strong that even with Lu Cheng's cultivation at the Divine Transformation Realm, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh to suppress the pain.

Spider-web-like blood lines appeared on the surface of his skin, each of which corresponded to the trajectory of an acupoint in his body being forcibly opened.

The Yin-Yang Fish Platform on the ground of the cave suddenly began to rotate, and the originally static spiritual energy vortex suddenly accelerated. Lu Cheng endured the severe pain in his body and pinched the Ziwu Jue, guiding the violent blood talisman magic power to circulate along the meridians in his body.

Time passed like this day after day. With the blood talisman's supernatural power, Lu Cheng's physical cultivation increased at an astonishing rate, and his talisman cultivation also increased at the same time.

There might be some method of using blood talismans to refine the body in this world, but they must be extremely rare. At least Lu Cheng couldn't find it, so he could only draw talismans to cultivate himself.

After the catastrophe in Huangyun Mansion, Lu Cheng, the garrison commander, had established his prestige. The human cultivators and alien races in Huangyun Mansion and Xuanyin Demon Gorge area all knew that a ruthless character had come to Huangyun Mansion. After the catastrophe, the evildoers and demon disciples no longer dared to enter Huangyun Mansion easily.

Although many people died, Lucheng did bring a long period of peace to the entire Huangyun Prefecture. I wonder what Zhang Aofeng would think if he knew about this.

…On the top of the main peak of Huangyun Mansion, a white jade fairy platform appeared in the clouds. The jade steps were inlaid with bright jade gems and inscribed with spells. Every step had the effect of clearing the mind and calming the spirit.

Han Qingyun stood in front of the stage in a moon-white robe, with a green jade hairpin inserted in his hair. He held a jade wine jug in his hand and filled it for Lu Cheng himself.

"Junior Brother Lu, this 'Thousand Years of Drunk' is brewed with the cold jade spring deep in the Huangyun Mountains, buried in the place with the most spiritual energy for twelve sixty years." Han Qingyun poured the amber wine into the luminous cup: "You have only known how to practice hard these years, and didn't even come to see me. Today, I pray for the eternal peace of Huangyun Mansion, so please enjoy yourself."

Lu Cheng leaned on the cushion woven with blue phoenix feathers and chuckled when he heard the words: "Brother Han, I am flattered by your spending so much money."

"Alas, that's worth it, Junior Brother!"

As the two were talking, heavenly music floated from the sky.

Eight Winged Women with pure white wings on their backs came flapping their wings. They all had skin as white as cream, eyes as clear as autumn water, blonde hair and blue eyes, and voluptuous figures. Compared with ordinary fairies and witches, they had a different style.

At this moment, their toes lightly tap the air, and with every step a spiritual lotus blooms, swaying and dancing, graceful and beautiful.

"These are the legitimate daughters of the new leader of the Wing Clan." Han Qingyun stroked his beard and smiled, "After the misunderstanding back then, the Wing Clan was sensible and sent their most outstanding disciples to my Huangyun Mansion every year to study and seek the truth."

Lu Cheng glanced at the Winged Women. One of them, in a goose yellow dress, glanced at him stealthily. When her eyes met his, she hurriedly lowered her head, her ears turning red.

These women came here with a mission. The Huangyun Mansion settled the foreigners in a big city, which would naturally instigate fighting among the foreigners. If one of them could devote herself to Han Qingyun or Lu Cheng as a concubine, it would be a great achievement.

However, it is not easy for these two old monsters, each one more ruthless than the other, to succeed.

The music suddenly changed, and twelve Eight-Handed Tribe musicians descended from the clouds. Some of them held Jiaoweiqin, while others held Yuxiao. The most amazing thing was the old man in the center, who held different instruments in his eight arms and could play eight kinds of music at the same time. What was even more amazing was that these melodies were interwoven together, not only did they not sound chaotic, but instead formed a very pleasant and pleasing sound and artistic conception.

"What a wonderful 'Eight Sounds in Harmony'!" Lu Cheng clapped his hands in admiration and drank the whole glass in one gulp.

Han Qingyun laughed when he saw this: "As long as you like it, I'm glad. I'm old now. These beautiful ladies and servants will be sent to your house soon. I'll let you taste them carefully on my behalf."

As the wine flowed, the water tribe presented the Nine-turn Dragon Whiskers Soup cooked with spiritual spring water, and the ghost bat tribe presented the Netherworld Jade Ganoderma collected from deep in the earth veins. Lu Cheng accepted all the offers and drank a thousand cups, gradually becoming drunk.

"Speaking of which..." Han Qingyun suddenly lowered his voice: "Back then, Junior Brother Lu took a risk. Wasn't he afraid that there would be a big disturbance in the Xuanyin Demon Gorge?"

There are numerous Netherworld ghosts hidden deep in the Xuanyin Demon Gorge, and no one dares to say that the seven ghost saints are the limit of their power.

Hearing this, Lu Cheng lightly stroked the edge of the cup with his fingertips, and his eyes regained some clarity. "In the battle in the Wuyin Sea area of ​​the South China Sea, regardless of the outcome, a large amount of power in the sect was spared. I witnessed this myself... It's okay to take advantage of the situation, but I don't think Xuanyin Demon Gorge would dare to go to war with my Taiqing Sect at this time."

In order to fight in the South China Sea, Uncle Master Xuan Zhenzi, as the acting leader, made a deal with the Yuqing and Shangqing sects. He took the initiative to cede part of the territory and sold the market town and spiritual vein in exchange for the support of the two sects.

Trading long-term benefits for large short-term profits is barely equal.

However, a large amount of combat power and spirit stones of Taiqing Sect were freed up as a result, so over the years, Taiqing Sect began to use these forces to develop the wild land.

But more than ten years ago, when the Taiqing Sect had not yet developed the wilderness, this human sect controlled a large amount of resources and idle power.

Knowing this, Lu Cheng was able to judge the limit of Xuanyin Demon Gorge's military deployment and dared to fight for Huangyun Mansion and bring about a thousand years of peace.

Han Qingyun stroked his beard and nodded slowly when he heard that. Just as he was about to ask something else, he suddenly looked down and saw a heroic girl in a silver Taoist robe walking towards him in the moonlight.

"Master." The girl walked to the table and bowed respectfully. She had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a tall figure. She carried a large vermilion wine gourd on her back. She was the grown-up Zhang Zhaodi.

Of course, the wine gourd was not hers. Instead, Lu Cheng had been using wine to cultivate his body over the years, to help himself circulate his Qi, to help himself refine the Yin residue, and to aid his practice.

As the saying goes:
Thousand-year-old spiritual wine brews the purple palace, and the clear sound of the nine heavens cleanses the foundation of the Tao.

Sitting in oblivion and letting go of all sounds, why would one need to engrave the true verse on a jade tablet?
Wine is the elixir. If used properly, it can prolong life and assist in spiritual practice.

At this time, Lu Cheng waved his hand with drunken eyes: "Zhao Di is here? It's a good opportunity for you to have a drink with me..."

Zhang Zhaodi shook her head helplessly and took out a hangover pill from her sleeve: "Master Han's 'Thousand Year Drunk' is very potent. Master will teach me the Huangting Sutra tomorrow."

"No, no. If I eat your pill, wouldn't the wine be wasted?"

Lu Cheng rolled around drunkenly and refused to take the pill handed to him by his young disciple.

This scene made the girl from the Winged Clan nearby cover her red lips. She never thought that the God of Death who had been passed down in the tribe for more than ten years would have such a childish side.

Han Qingyun laughed when he saw this: "Hahahaha, little Zhaodi is really strict. But your master has made great contributions to this great festival, and he should be made public!"

The moonlight grew brighter and the banquet was coming to an end.

Seeing that her master was very drunk, Zhang Zhaodi looked around for a moment, and suddenly made hand gestures and chanted a spell towards a sandalwood bench in the corridor.

I saw the carvings on the chair back flowing, and the four legs gradually grew longer, and finally turned into a blue-gray donkey.

He cried out "Ah—uh—" twice.

"Master, let's go home." Zhang Zhaodi helped Lu Cheng up and gently carried him onto the donkey's back. The donkey was very smart and stood still steadily, even looking back at its new master with wet eyes.

Han Qingyun was amused: "Little Zhaodi's method of 'transforming objects into shapes' is becoming more and more sophisticated. The young people are really to be feared."

Zhang Zhaodi smiled shyly when she heard this: "It's Master who taught me well." Then she went forward to lead the donkey and pulled her master away.

The donkey walked slowly in the moonlight and flew away high in the clouds.

This little disciple Lu Cheng was much more outstanding than he had expected.

Over the years, not only has he been among the top five in all Taoist studies, but he has also not been afraid of hardships. In addition to practicing Taoism, he has also practiced body-refining techniques, hoping to pursue the path of practicing both Taoism and body in the future.

This means not only that she has a good brain, but also that she can endure hardships. Lu Cheng originally thought that if her Taoism was not good enough, she would practice body cultivation. If she was not good at body cultivation, this disciple would remain in the mortal world. However, he did not expect that this little Zhaodi was good at both Taoism and body cultivation. On the contrary, among all the disciples, she seemed to be the one who could best inherit his Taoism.

The breeze accompanies the bright moon, and I ride a donkey into the Moon Palace.

Han Qingyun, the lord of Huangyun Mansion, stood alone on the jade platform, looking at the figures of the master and disciple going away, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Junior Brother Lu has such an outstanding disciple, but I don't even have someone who can share my worries. Ahem..."

The night wind blew the Taoist's white hair, and the Han Mansion Master suddenly started coughing violently, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his sleeves. When he put it down, the moon-white sleeves were stained with dark red.

Although Han Qingyun used the Qiantian True Yang Divine Thunder to refine the nine Netherworld Nails of the Heart-Eating Ghost Saint day and night over the years, they were always difficult to remove. If he had a few close Taoist friends and disciples around him, it would be fine. Unfortunately, Han Qingyun was unlucky. After practicing Taoism for thousands of years, even if he had close Taoist friends and disciples, they had already died before him.

He is the only one who has truly practiced for thousands of years.

(End of this chapter)