Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 463: Jade pestle smashes Qian Xiuxue, and the silk skirt flips down to the sky red (Please subscribe!)
After defeating the Five Heroes of Longshan, several of them returned to the Taoist temple in the mountains to rest and recuperate. At this time, a faint smell of blood permeated the air.

After cultivating to the level of transformation of spirit, cultivators cherish their immortality and are usually unwilling to engage in warfare. However, after all, they have cultivated their roots for thousands of years and will not be afraid if they encounter an external disaster.

Ming Youyao's soul was pinned down by Mo Wen's sword energy on her important meridians and acupoints, making her unable to circulate her own magic power. Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and her face turned pale. Her once enchanting eyes were now dim, but still showed a bit of stubbornness.

"Tell me, why did you attack us?" Taoist Xuanjian Mo Wen stood with his hands behind his back, his voice cold.

Ming Youyao laughed bitterly upon hearing this: "Why do you ask when you already know the answer, Master Sword Immortal Mo? Your seventh brother took advantage of the moment when we broke the dragon tomb's restrictions to steal the ancient dragon's corpse." As she spoke, she coughed up a mouthful of black blood and continued: "That was an opportunity we spent many years to find."

The people present looked at each other in confusion when they heard this, all of them feeling a little embarrassed. At this point, it was not difficult for them to see that what the female fairy said was probably true.

In other words, it was their side that took the first step, and now they have become mortal enemies.

"Where is Zhou Buyi now?" Han Qingyun squatted down and asked.

After cultivating to the Yuanshen realm, the cultivator's Yuanying has completely shed the state of a congenital infant and looks almost the same as a real person. Ming Youyao was restrained by the sword energy and lay on the ground. Except for his body being slightly illusory and transparent, there was no trace of ghost energy.

She shook her head with difficulty: "We chased Zhou Buyi and severely injured him. He escaped with blood and found Liu Qingmei, so naturally we had to attack her."

"My second brother Shan Shuning planted a spiritual fragrance on Liu Qingmei's natal Gu, and found you through Liu Qingmei."

Ming Youyao was quite cooperative and only wanted to die quickly, so she told everything she knew.

"I know a soul-searching technique that can verify whether what you said is true or false. Don't use your power to resist. After the spell, I will let your soul reincarnate and will not destroy your remaining soul."

Mo Wen said this, then cast a spell to shrink Ming Youyao's soul, put it into his sleeve, and walked into the inner room of the Taoist temple. When he came out a moment later, Ming Youyao's breath had dissipated.

Perhaps the Seven Friends of Hanshan were in the wrong in this matter, but the hatred had already been formed and they could not let her go.

If we don't kill them all, the hatred will never end.

"The soul-searching technique shows that she is not lying." Mo Wen came out and said to everyone, "Zhou Buyi has disappeared with the corpse of the ancient dragon. The remnants of the Longshan Five Righteous Men will definitely not let this go."

Lingling…

The night wind blew across the copper bells on the eaves of the Taoist temple, making clear sounds.

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

Lu Cheng shook his head slightly. Although he was not afraid, he still didn't like being involved in such a feud:

When people interact with each other, there is cause and effect.

Where there is cause and effect there will be disaster, so it is said: All living beings fear the consequences, while immortals and Buddhas fear the causes.

Lu Cheng was helpless about this, and so were the other six friends of Hanshan.

Zhou Buzhi stole the opportunity of the Five Heroes of Longshan alone and has not contacted them until now. I'm afraid he has abandoned them.

Yes, after having provoked such a powerful enemy, if Zhou Buyi returns, even if the other six friends of Hanshan do not blame him and everyone works together to fight the enemy, then the opportunities obtained from the Dragon Tomb must be shared and cannot be kept by him alone.

In this case, it is better to stay away from it. After leaving the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, the Earthly Immortal Realm is so vast, there is no place that cannot be visited by a Divine Transformation cultivator like him.

This is something that everyone has thought of, but has not said.

In any case, you should first recuperate from your internal injuries and restore your spiritual consciousness and magic power.

A few hours later, in the main hall of the Taoist temple.

Lu Cheng and Han Qingyun were meditating in the hall. Liu Qingmei and Bai Zhi were female cultivators in the left side hall. Taoist Mo Wen of Xuanjian, Mr. Zhang Jiuling of Tieguan, and Mr. Ge Xiu of Fenghuo were breathing in and out in the back hall.

"Senior brother."

"What's the matter, Junior Brother Lu?"

Han Qingyun retracted his magic formula, opened his eyes and asked this.

Lu Cheng spread his sleeves, and hundreds of large and small fire crystal sands floated in the air, pouring down like a galaxy: "Brother Han, half of these belong to you."

Han Qingyun's eyes lit up when he saw this. These dazzling fire crystal sands were enough to save a Divine Transformation cultivator thousands of years of hard work. They could save him five hundred years of cultivation. Of course, they were valuable. However, he quickly suppressed his excitement and asked:

"Junior Brother Lu, what are you talking about? To be honest, it was you who dragged me into this calamity. Moreover, we had already agreed that I would not take any spiritual objects except the Sky Fire Liquid."

"I'm not giving it to you, Senior Brother. How many copies of the Netherworld Blood Contract do you have? If there aren't many, give them all to you. If there are other channels, help me find a few."

"Junior brother, what do you need so many Netherworld Blood Contracts for? This item has too much Yin energy. If you use it too much, I'm afraid it will anger the ghosts and gods."

Although he said this, Han Qingyun still took out the other two Netherworld Blood Contracts from his body and handed them to Lu Cheng.

Although the Netherworld Blood Contract is precious, it is not as effective as the Brilliant Fire Crystal Sand for the Divine Transformation cultivators.

"I do know a few ghost cultivators, and I can find a few more for you after I go out. You don't have to calculate with me in detail. If you hadn't helped me this time, I would have died in this Skyfire Secret Realm."

Lu Cheng's move today gave Han Qingyun a great shock. The two times before and after, the catastrophe in Huangyun Mansion before and the sword fight in the Skyfire Realm today, were both times when the few defeated the many and the weak defeated the strong.

It is said that the garrison commander is better at killing and fighting than the master, but Han Qingyun feels that his junior brother Lu is probably one of the most powerful among the garrison commanders of Taiqing Sect, so of course he is more willing to invest in making friends with him.

After all, the two are from the same clan and are fellow apprentices, so they are naturally closer.

At the same time, in the side hall of the Taoist temple, Liu Qingmei was leaning on the couch. Having lost her physical body, she was now living in the puppet borrowed by Lu Cheng.

This seventh-level humanoid puppet was exquisitely crafted, and even the fluttering eyelashes looked lifelike, but it could not conceal the gloom in her eyes.

"Junior Sister Bai," Liu Qingmei suddenly transmitted her voice with her spiritual sense, "What do you think of Fellow Daoist Lu?"

Bai Zhi, who was pounding medicine, paused for a moment. She was wearing a plain white medical gown and only had a bamboo hairpin in her hair. She looked up in astonishment and said, "Daoyou Lu is a man of profound Taoism, great magical power and excellent swordsmanship. I admire him very much. If it weren't for Daoist Lu's help this time..."

"I'm asking," Liu Qingmei interrupted her, "If I let you marry him, would you be willing, sister?"

The pestle clanged into the jade bowl. Bai Zhi's ears flushed when she heard this, but she quickly regained her composure as a spiritual physician should: "Why do you say that, Senior Sister?"

Liu Qingmei controlled the puppet to sit up straight. "After Zhou Buyi's incident, we, the seven friends of Hanshan, seem to be in harmony, but in fact, we have our own thoughts. Mo Wen and Ge Xiu at least have a small sect to rely on, and Zhang Jiuling is a wanderer in the world. There are only you and me. Although we each have a family business, my Wan Gu Xian Cave still needs my support, and your sect is probably the same."

At this point, Liu Qingmei sneered, "It's okay for the other five heroes of Longshan, but among them, Lin Qiuxia was born in the Fire Demon Sect and holds a spiritual treasure of the Return to Void level. I'm afraid she has a strong foundation in the sect. After leaving this Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, if you and I don't have someone to rely on, I'm afraid the whole family will be destroyed."

"Can't we give up some of our belongings and become friends with Fellow Daoist Lu?"

Bai Zhi was born in Qianxiu Sect, a spiritual medical sect in the Earthly Immortal Realm. This is a sect that specializes in medicine, and the disciples' magic skills are not very strong. Bai Zhi is also the first cultivator in this sect to cultivate to the level of Spirit Transformation, but at this moment she is a little panicked.

"Friends? Impossible. I should be content if I can be considered an acquaintance who can be considered as a nodding acquaintance and can talk to him for a few words. Second brother is the lord of Huangyun Mansion. You didn't notice other people on weekdays. How did you flatter second brother openly or secretly?
This Lord Lu's swordsmanship is far superior to that of Brother Han. Once we leave the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, it will be difficult for you and I to approach him and talk to him. The people he usually interacts with will separate us."

"What should we do? What should we do?"

Bai Zhi was a little panicked. She was able to cultivate step by step to the Spirit Transformation Realm in a small sect because of her concentration and her passion for medicine.

But because of this, it is inevitable that we are weaker in many other things.

Qianxiu Sect has quite a few connections, but they are mostly concentrated among low- and middle-level cultivators. Large sects must have their own spiritual doctors. Why would they go to a small family like her to ask for medicine, giving her the opportunity to owe a favor?

"Come here, come here."

Liu Qingmei waved her hand.

Bai Zhi came to the couch absentmindedly and sat down, and her third sister Liu Qingmei reached out and gently pinched her fair cheek.

Liu Qingmei pinched Bai Zhi's cheeks very hard and they soon turned red.

"You are really a silly sister who has become stupid because of practicing Taoism. If you were in the Wan Gu Demon Cave, I'm afraid that even your bones would be crushed and swallowed by others."

Immediately afterwards, Bai Zhi's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Remember, silly sister, remember what I did to you. Whether Qianxiu Sect can continue its tradition depends on how well you master this skill."

………Two years passed in the blink of an eye.

In the next two years, there were no more fights or accidents.

Not many cultivators have discovered this secret realm of Heavenly Fire. A small world is still a world, enough for these cultivators to explore and plunder.

Han Qingyun returned to Shaluo and Fentian twice to preside over the merger matters, and at the same time accepted Prince Mingjin as his disciple.

These two times were relatively more about luring out the remaining two of the Longshan Five Heroes.

But they were very careful and did not fall into the trap.

Lu Cheng and Han Qingyun didn't care about this. No matter their own magic power or the power of the sect behind them, they were not afraid of Lin Qiuxia and Zoroastrianism.

At the end of the seventh year in the Sky Fire Secret Realm, after all the cultivators left the Sky Fire Secret Realm, the space crack on the red desert slowly closed.

"My fellow Taoists, we will meet again later."

"Take care, big brother. See you later."

After everyone finished their greetings and finished talking, the Taoist Master Mo Wen of Xuanjian soared into the sky and flew away. The light of his sword cut through the clouds, and the sword energy spread across 30,000 miles, leaving behind a long sword energy mark that lasted for a long time.

"My fellow Taoists, we will meet again later."

"Take care, Fourth Brother."

Mr. Tieguan Zhang Jiuling took out a bronze compass, calculated the direction and then floated away to the northeast. His wide Taoist robe rustled in the strong wind, like a green leaf blending into the vastness.

"Junior Brother Lu, this time it's all thanks to you." Han Qingyun bowed and said, "After returning home, I will reopen the White Jade Fairy Stage and hold a ten-day banquet to thank you."

At this time, Taoist Ge Xiu approached with his sword. He smiled bitterly and said, "Daoyou Lu, my flying sword has been tainted by evil spirits day by day. I'm afraid it will disturb your peace."

"My sixth sister and I are traveling with you. You won't mind, right?" Liu Qingmei said.

"We have experienced life and death together, and we should advance and retreat together." Lu Cheng also knew that they were afraid of Lin Qiuxia, the true disciple of the Zoroastrianism. Even if they were not close friends, they still had some face.

He immediately summoned out the cloud gas, and all the cultivators flew back to Huangyun Mansion together.

A few hours later, when the cloud flew over the Huangyun Mansion, the dusk had already dyed the sea of ​​clouds red. Lu Cheng and Han Qingyun settled everyone in the Guanxia Courtyard, and returned to the cave to meditate and sort out what they had learned.

At night, when Lu Cheng was reading a Taoist book, a talisman suddenly flew in from outside the cave.

Lu Cheng's eyes moved slightly, and he opened the restriction of the cave.

It was the Wan Gu Fairy Lady Liu Qingmei who came to pay her respects.

"It's so late, what does this fellow Daoist Liu want?"

But after a cup of tea, a phantom shadow floated into Lu Cheng's cave like a ghost.

Today, Liu Qingmei has replaced her puppet body, and her soul has condensed into a translucent human figure. She wears an almost thin gauze, and there is a faint fragrance in the air with every step she takes.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, what do you want so late at night?"

In fact, as soon as Lu Cheng saw Liu Qingmei's seductive look, he roughly knew what was going on, but he had seen all the beauties in the world and had a very high taste, so he was not moved.

"Today I suddenly want to drink with the Lord God. I wonder if the Lord God would be willing to do me the honor."

Liu Qingmei bowed deeply, her curves were charming.

"…It's not a bad idea to just drink."

The other party didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so Lu Cheng couldn't refuse coldly at this time.

But this time Lu Cheng made a wrong move. The two sides were originally just drinking and feasting.

I don't know when Bai Zhi came in so gracefully in a scarlet silk dress.

Liu Qingmei held the white jade pot and refilled the copper cup with wine. The cold touch of their skin was mixed with a strange warmth.

After three rounds of drinking, Baizhi performed a dance.

Inside the cave, when the three auras blend together, the thin clouds are playing tricks, the flying stars are conveying hatred, the Milky Way is passing by in the dark, and the meeting of golden wind and jade dew is better than countless things in the world.

Liu Qingmei's body and soul changed alternately, sometimes as soft as a living person, sometimes as illusory as mist; Bai Zhi untied her scarlet silk skirt, revealing her tight underwear with a timid look.

Lu Cheng laughed loudly, and the blood bead of all spirits flew out from his brow, turning into a blood-red curtain that covered the banquet.

The yin and yang energies circulated in it, and for three days and three nights, the two women made Lu Cheng enjoy all the tenderness.

But Lu Cheng really couldn't take Liu Qingmei's words seriously.

But if she was just a bonus, Lu Cheng wouldn't mind enjoying her. The most important thing was that the moment Bai Zhi came in in a scarlet silk dress, he was indeed moved for a moment, and since he was moved, he took action.

Three days and three nights, the twin flowers are in ecstasy.

Three days later, inside the cave.

Lu Cheng was in high spirits and felt very happy.

"Qianxiu Sect should move to Huangyun Mansion from now on. As long as I am here, I will be able to protect the inheritance of this sect."

"Zhi'er listens to her husband."

Bai Zhi was born into a family of orthodox female nuns. Although she was taught many tricks by Liu Qingmei in the past two years, her inner character was hard to change. Once married, she obeyed her husband, and at this moment she was extremely gentle and submissive.

"I don't need to. The Ten Thousand Gu Immortal Cave is my territory. I have some means of guarding against Lin Qiuxia. If I can't hold on, I will definitely seek refuge with Lu Lang. Don't turn me away when the time comes."

Hearing this, Lu Cheng frowned slightly but didn't say much.

Instead, he gave Liu Qingmei several seventh-level talismans and magic weapons to protect her.

Lu Cheng was the governor of Huangyun Prefecture, which meant he was in a high position with great power and a high salary. Moreover, the bulk of his income came from business in the markets within Huangyun Prefecture.

With the help of Chu Yibai and Yan Xiao, he mixed some spiritual objects from the lower world into the major markets. It was just like pouring a few buckets of water into a lake, without even a ripple.

The high-level elixirs and spiritual objects from the earthly immortal world and the cheap labor from the mortal world, the difference between them is enough to make Lu Cheng a fortune even though he is not very good at business.

Regarding the relocation of Qianxiumen, Lu Cheng and Bai Zhi did not leave Huangyun Mansion at all.

Lu Cheng asked Bai Zhi to write a handwritten letter, and then hired five gods to help relocate Qianxiu Sect to Huangyun Mansion safely.

For the next five hundred years, Lu Cheng had no plan to leave Huangyun Mansion again. With the help of the great formation here, even if a Return to Void cultivator came, he could only sit and die in the formation.

Relying on the catastrophe in Huangyun Mansion and his many years of management experience at the border, Han Qingyun lobbying the high-level officials of Taiqing Sect hopes to be transferred back to the sect and promoted to the status of a true disciple.

Han Qingyun was only a registered disciple of a sect elder in Taiqing Sect. Even if there were some flaws in his cultivation, his hard work and contributions over the years were enough to allow him to make further progress.

Sure enough, several years later, Han Qingyun's transfer order was issued. Before leaving, Han Qingyun handed over Qiantian Zhenyang Shenlei Leiling to Lu Cheng.

From then on, the entire Huangyun Prefecture with an area of ​​thousands of miles was ruled by Lu Cheng alone.

At this time, Taiqing Sect was in charge of the large-scale land reclamation, and everyone from top to bottom was in need of people. Generally speaking, it was likely that no one would be sent to take on the responsibility of the lord of the palace within a thousand years.

Lu Cheng was not greedy for power, but without the restraint of the Mansion Lord, Chu Yibai and Yan Xiao could naturally be more daring in their smuggling trade between the two worlds.

Lu Cheng now needs a large amount of money to deal with the great catastrophe that is about to befall the Tongxuan world.

(End of this chapter)