The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 207 204: Battle and Fox Blood
"died?"

"No way, he died just like that? How could he die? Wasn't his death a little too hasty?"

This is the soliloquy of the red-haired old man Xie Daoyuan, expressing his truest emotions at the moment.

He didn't even have time to think about the fact that the old man with the erhu had tricked him into attacking in order to escape. He just stood in mid-air, looking a little dazed.

As for Chu Zhou, he did not rush to attack. Instead, he took a deep breath, then opened his right hand and used his five fingers to lift up.

The magic flying sword trembled and hung in the palm of his hand. The light gradually faded, revealing a sword body as bright as moonlight.

Looking at it again at this time, although the overall appearance of this 'Qingyin' flying sword has not changed, there are already too many differences in the details.

For example, all the decorations were removed, including the wooden hilt, the embellished gems, and the crimson tassels, all of which were gone, leaving only the complete flying sword body, flowing with bright moonlight.

As for the originally complex cloud patterns on it, they have been completely covered up.

Furthermore, the entire flying sword has shrunk to the size of a palm, small and exquisite, just like a child's toy.

But this is the Qingyin Flying Sword that Chu Zhou spent a lot of effort to transform, and it can also be called the Lung Golden Sword!
The knowledge taught in the Jieying Hall, even if it is just the basic courses, is profound enough.

Chu Zhou was only planning to do some preliminary refining just to make it usable, but he didn't expect that the old man Erhu would leave him enough time.

For more than two months, he continued to delve deeper, refine, modify and optimize according to his own needs.

Then, the flying sword became what it is now!

It is not difficult to see that this flying sword has completely eliminated the possibility of fighting with a sword. Chu Zhou is not good at swordsmanship anyway, so he might as well not use it.

The biggest advantages of a pure flying sword are its flexibility and speed.

Without the constraints of human beings, it is purely controlled by spiritual consciousness, and the changes that can be exerted are absolutely beyond the imagination of warriors.

Just like the red-haired old man Xie Daoyuan, his swordsmanship can definitely be called "exquisite". Although he is not well-known to the outside world, no one dares to underestimate him.

But when he suddenly encountered the flying sword technique, just the move of "change of direction stab" took him a long time to react.

Of course, the reason why Chu Zhou remained calm and motionless was not because of the flying sword technique, but because of the lack of mana brought about by the use of "one yuan heavy water".

It is true that the "Inverted Sky River Method" is powerful, but even though it has many mysteries, he is only at the foundation-building stage and has not shown much.

The only point is that the magic power is strong and recovers very quickly, just like a river tide, endless.

As for this point, after Chu Zhou successfully built his foundation, he almost never lacked magic power when fighting with others.

But this 'one yuan heavy water' is different!

Although it is known as a minor magical power, the difference between this "one yuan heavy water" and the real magical power is never in quality, but in quantity.

In other words, if you only have one drop of one-yuan heavy water, it can only be said to be a small supernatural power; if you have more than a hundred drops, it is a real supernatural power.

If you can collect tens of thousands of drops and form a small pool, you can brag: I have great magical powers to protect myself.

If they could be formed into a long river, they would be praised even among the immortals.

The reason why Chu Zhou chose him at first sight among the three minor magical powers was because he was really jealous!
However, after actually getting the hang of it, he discovered that one-yuan heavy water is actually easy to condense. All it takes is time, and the lost mana can be replenished later.

However, after condensing, it always takes up a large portion of magic power and spiritual consciousness, transforming into the seed of magical power and maintaining its existence in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This part of mana and spiritual consciousness is still there of course, but it has been solidified, which also means that a part of the mana and spiritual consciousness that you can use is permanently missing.

As for Chu Zhou, who is in the Foundation Establishment Stage and is trying to cultivate supernatural powers, his own magic power and consciousness are limited. Why does he need a supernatural power seed to occupy them?
Well, that means he was practicing the "Inverted Sky River Method". If he switched to other immortal cultivation methods, it is estimated that he would not have even one third of his magic power available now.

Therefore, it is indeed too early and inappropriate to cultivate any magical powers at the foundation-building stage.

It was also because of this that Chu Zhou was so enthusiastic after seeing the flying sword, and was determined to buy it by "force".

However, the difficulty has always been proportional to the power, and this time it was evident.

Silence spread in the air. Xie Daoyuan didn't speak and Chu Zhou didn't respond either. After a few minutes of stagnation, he let out a long sigh of relief.

This is the recovery speed of the "Inverted Sky River Method", which is unreasonably fast.

Looking up again, Chu Zhou looked at Xie Daoyuan and smiled, which made his young face look sunny and bright.

Xie Daoyuan was frightened and jumped back. He stopped only after he was a hundred feet away from her, his expression slightly stiff.

But he still managed a smile and said, "Haha, the master has good methods and good inheritance.

Otherwise, let's stop here, okay?"

Chu Zhou asked back: "What do you think?"

Xie Daoyuan smiled awkwardly again: "Master Chu, we don't mean to be your enemy, we just have to do it because of the order from above.

However, when you killed this Erhu old man, it was estimated that no one would pay the balance of the bonus in the church, so it ended in vain.

Therefore, this war has lost its meaning. It is better to stop the fighting and give each other face.

I can guarantee that the Xuan Yue Sect and the Pure World Red Lotus Society will never cause trouble for your Xuan Zhen Temple again. I can even have all the spies of the two sects withdraw from Tianquan County to leave you some peace.

This condition should be quite good!"

He was not lying. With his power as the Left Protector, he could still do this. But Chu Zhou still shook his head: "I still don't agree!"

"Why?"

Xie Daoyuan's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and said, "No way, are you really going to kill me just because I beat up your fifth junior brother?"

"Did you just react?"

Xie Daoyuan couldn't understand: "But I didn't really do anything to him. At most, he just had some injuries. Why are you so persistent?

No, is it possible that the reputation of my Pure World Red Lotus Society is not as good as your casual promise? "

“Haha, I think it’s worse than that!”

Xie Daoyuan finally got angry and said, "Chu Zhou, Chu Zhou, please don't refuse my honor when I give it to you. Yes, you have many tricks, but I am also a martial arts master. Do you really think you can kill me?"

“You’ll know if you try it!”

“Just try it!”

There was no need to say more as the conversation was not on the same page. The Qi around Xie Daoyuan suddenly expanded and radiated outward, burning fiercely like red fire. In just a moment, he disappeared into the sky.

I can only praise the speed: it is really fast!
But he still felt it was not fast enough.

Because Chu Zhou had disappeared from the spot where he was, and even his presence disappeared from the world, as if he had disappeared into thin air.

Xie Daoyuan's face became increasingly ugly, but he didn't dare to stop, not even for a moment. He just shuttled back and forth among the clouds, constantly changing directions.

When he plunged into a sea of ​​clouds again, Xie Daoyuan's face suddenly changed. The internal Qi of his body shook violently and spread, as if he slammed on the brakes, and finally he stabilized his body at the critical moment.

Then, he saw a blue sea dragon poking its head out less than a hundred feet away from him.

The dragon had majestic horns, sharp teeth, and flying dragon whiskers. The corners of its mouth were slightly raised, as if it was smiling, and its eyes were full of mockery.

His huge dragon body was hidden in the clouds and no one knew how long or far away it was.

"You forced me to do this!"

Xie Daoyuan had a crazy look on his face. He clenched his hands together and a surge of energy formed two red, crystal-clear long swords. He then crossed the swords and raised them above his head.

"The raging fire of karma is burning my remaining body. What joy is there in living, and what happiness is there in dying!"

"A red lotus descends upon the world to cleanse it, and all the sins are burned to ashes!"

The expression on the huge blue dragon's head froze, and it opened its mouth and spit out a dazzling white light that gathered and spurted out, turning into a sword light that was powerful enough to tear apart the sky and earth, and went straight for Xie Daoyuan's head.

However, a huge red lotus appeared out of nothing, just as crystal clear as crystal, and slowly rotated in the void.

The sword light slashed on the red lotus, creating a huge wound, but when the sword's power was exhausted, the red lotus recovered again.

In other words, the flying sword jumped lightly and broke away from the red lotus, otherwise it would have been wrapped up in it.

"Let's see who dies first. Honglian Fentian, get up!"

The roars seemed to be Xie Daoyuan's final madness, and along with his roars, a huge red lotus bloomed. Every petal that opened was a large amount of red lotus fire, burning the sky.

At this time, Chu Zhou also gave up the idea of ​​killing.

The huge blue dragon's head was retracted, and then a gust of cold wind blew, and the sky was filled with frost and cold air.

Thus, the blue dragon and the red lotus, ice and fire, began to collide.

There is no doubt that in terms of the intensity of the fighting, this is the most intense battle among all the grandmasters.

In other battlefields, only Wei Polu and Nanhai Shenni fought with real anger. Both sides even abandoned the traditional tactics of the masters and fought hand-to-hand like ordinary warriors.

Within a ten-meter radius, each party used their own methods to engage in a constant fight and attack, as if every strike could determine victory or defeat, life or death.

Wei Polu has his own set of superb soft sword techniques, and has long since achieved the state of being able to move his sword according to his will.

He could almost control the tip of the sword to appear in any position and at any angle, and the only means of attack for the sword was "stab", which could shoot out a series of sword auras.

The angle of his sword is so tricky and the sword energy is so sharp that there is almost no one better than him.

If Chu Zhou were here, he would probably find this sword technique very familiar, because it evolved from the art of flying swords. Warriors do not have spiritual awareness and sword-refining techniques, so they naturally cannot use swords to kill enemies. Even if they have the flying sword technique passed down by ancient immortals, they cannot use it.

Therefore, they used soft swords to simulate it, extracted the essence, and continuously deduced and strengthened it, thus creating this powerful martial arts.

This "Purple Star Sword Technique" is also a well-known sword technique, known to be the strongest in assassination, close combat, and the most unparalleled and sharp attack.

If he were an ordinary martial arts master, he would not dare to engage in close combat with Wei Polu, but who told him that he was facing the Divine Nun of the South China Sea?
The whisk in her hand is her weapon. The martial arts she uses is called "Three Thousand Black Hairs", which can activate the black hair to transform into energetic energy that is as thin as silk and thread, densely covering her body with almost no blind spots.

Because the energy of the green hair cannot reach far, the long-range attack of this martial art is a little weak, but as long as it is within the range covered by the green hair, it is like a net of heaven and earth, and it is extremely powerful whether it is for defending or killing.

When the two of them fight together, it really feels like "tit for tat against wheat", neither of them will give in!

At the beginning, they were all quite cautious and restrained in their moves.

But later on, the fight got out of hand, and it was like, you poke a hole in me, and I’ll poke a few holes in you, and neither side would give in!

Then there is the pair of Huang Shenfu, the current leader of the Bingxi Sect, and Master Jinhu of the Xuanyue Sect.

A big part of the reason why the Bingxi Sect was able to hold out for so long under the attacks of the Qihuo Army was because of the extraordinary strength of this Yellow God Fu.

After all, as a sect that has produced great masters of martial arts, the Bingxi Sect has an orderly inheritance and a profound foundation, which laid the foundation for Huang Shen Fu's strength.

Even among the martial arts masters, he is one of the top ones and the best.

In comparison, the Golden Fox Zen Master's Buddhist teachings are a bit mediocre, but he is fast enough, and his golden fox bloodline allows him to ride the wind, like a ghost. He cannot be defeated, but he can escape and avoid him, which makes him tricky.

Huang Shen Fu was very aggressive at the beginning and used several powerful moves in succession, forcing the Golden Fox Zen Master to retreat step by step. He even suffered serious injuries and spit out blood several times.

But seeing that he was not fast enough and couldn't catch up, he started to slack off.

Then there is the green-clad fairy Xiang Wenjun from the Demonic Palace and the leader of the Tiancang Sect Gu Weijun, who are also a rather interesting pair.

One of them transformed into a goshawk with flapping wings, and wherever she passed was like a strong wind; the other one was filled with murderous aura, transformed into swords, spears, and halberds, acting out the dangers of the battlefield, and the fight was extremely fierce.

But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these two were just practicing martial arts and accumulating experience, and they didn't really have much killing intent.

As for the leader of the Cao Gang, Yan Daoqian, and the Heavenly Sword, Chi Xiaofeng, one of them was born a businessman and was good at calculating;
One is a blind fortune teller who eats and drinks for free, and his first few moves are considered to be some effort.

The rest, just you and me, can’t even be considered as proof of martial arts.

The most outrageous ones are the owner of Wanxiang Zhai and the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, Hao Yilin.

The two of them didn't even bother pretending, they just hid in the clouds, stood side by side, and started chatting.

"Master, we have been friends for so many years, please don't lie to me. Does Xuanzhen Temple Chu Zhou really want to kill Xie Daoyuan, and can he kill him?"

"What? You don't believe it?"

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. The problem is, if Xie Daoyuan dies, then all the things he promised me before will be in vain."

"Brother Hao, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but how could you follow a thief?

How many times did the Pure World Red Lotus rebel? How many times did the Xuan Yue Sect stir up trouble? But didn't they all fail in the end?
In this battle, Tyrant Sect has more wins. If there is a reckoning afterwards, do you think they will let Xiaoyao Sect go?"

"What you said makes sense, it makes sense! But..."

Hao Yilin looked distressed: "You don't know, overnight, my Xiaoyao Sect was surrounded, the whole mountain was filled with Red Lotus followers, not even a bird could fly out.

If I hadn't surrendered, there would be no Xiaoyao Sect now.

Yes, you are far away in Tianquan County and probably don’t know about the Lotus Villa…”

"What happened to Lotus Villa?"

"Lotus Villa is gone because the word 'Lotus' offended the name of the Pure World Red Lotus Society, and then it was destroyed."

"Mo Fengdan, she didn't take out the Fengdan?"

"Do you think Feng Dan would run away with her hot temper even though the villa was destroyed? After the fight to the death, there was no trace of her body. I searched for three days and only saw charred remains all over the ground. I couldn't tell them apart anymore."

At this point, Hao Yilin looked at the Wanxiang Zhai Master and said, "Back then, you went against all odds and moved the sect, and you ran into a tough guy like Xuanzhen Temple. I even laughed at you in private.

But now it seems that your vision is more than a hundred times longer-term than mine!!!"

After hearing this, the master of Wanxiang Zhai could only smile bitterly: "I don't have what you call long-term vision, it's just a few coincidences.

After all, there is only one person like Xuanzhen Temple in thousands of years. I don’t know whether I am unlucky or lucky! "

At this point, he paused for a moment and added, "Yilin, let me say one more thing. It's up to you whether you want to listen or not."

"you say!"

“Now, immediately, you go back to Xiaoyao Gate of Tianyuan Mansion and pack up what needs to be packed up.

Then, while the night is dark and windy, escape!"

Hao Yilin's face became even more bitter, and he said: "Even if Xie Daoyuan dies, I will flee with my disciples, but the problem is, where can we escape to?

Going to Overlord City is like walking into a trap; going to other prefectures and counties is like a child carrying gold through a busy street, which is tantamount to death.

The world is so big, but there is no place for Xiaoyao Sect to stay. How tragic! "

The master of Wanxiang Zhai looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Brother Hao, if you dare to gamble, you might as well come to Tianquan County."

"Tianquan County? Isn't this still..."

Before Hao Yilin finished speaking, he looked into the distance, looking at Xie Daoyuan who was forced to use the "Red Lotus Secret Technique". His eyes changed again and again, and finally he understood something.

……

On the battlefield among martial arts masters, all you can see is restraint, forbearance, caution and carefulness. No one wants to die.

Therefore, no one is willing to risk their life.

Compared to here, the mortal battlefield below is truly tragic.

As far as the eye can see, almost everyone is fighting desperately, trying desperately to kill the enemies in front of them, or trying desperately not to be killed by the enemies. To this end, they have used all their strength.

Therefore, you can see comrades-in-arms sticking together through life and death, you can see a sudden inspiration in desperate situations, you can see lives being exchanged for lives when there is nothing else to do, and you can see the light in the eyes gradually dimming before death.

You can also see corpses all over the ground, body parts flying everywhere, howling and despair, madness and anger.

Of course, if you look from a higher perspective, you have to admire that Ran Yongzeng is a capable man.

The Qihuo Army was surrounded by enemies on all sides. In a sense, defeat was inevitable.

However, Ran Yongzeng still relied on his extraordinary sense of battlefield to coordinate and add personnel to keep the defense lines on all four sides relatively stable, and he managed to hold out for an hour.

But he was not kind-hearted. The fighting had lasted for an hour, and not to mention the soldiers below, even the innate warriors could not bear it anymore.

At this time, fatigue was almost inevitable. Even the cavalry of the Ice Rhino Sect and the warriors of the Cao Gang had lost their previous bravery.

It was at this time that Ran Yongzeng finally took action. He led his personal soldiers and about 5,000 cavalrymen, and fought his way out of the border between the Cao Gang and the Bingxi Sect.

Then, the accumulated horsepower was no longer reserved. The five thousand cavalry turned into billowing smoke and dust, circled a semicircle outside the Qihuo Army camp, and galloped towards Hongde County, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The armies of the Bingxi Sect and the Cao Gang naturally wanted to give chase, but at this point, no matter how elite they were, they could only watch and sigh in despair.

Of course, their departure was not without benefits. After losing their backbone, the others completely lost their will to fight.

Except for some Red Lotus followers and Xuan Yue demons who had gone insane, the morale of the people plummeted. Those who could escape began to flee, and those who could not escape had already surrendered.

They fought for nearly an hour without any defeat, but after Ran Yongzeng broke through, it only took a cup of tea for the entire Beggar Army to completely collapse, and the winner was decided.

The outcome of the battle on the battlefield below also affected the battle of grandmasters above. Those who should leave left, and those who should disband disbanded. At most, there were a few verbal threats, and that was it.

Then, one after another, martial arts masters descended from the sky and landed on the ruins of Yanshui City, as if waiting for someone.

Wei Polu was the second to last to return, his body covered in blood and looking extremely tragic, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, and it was obvious that he had gained a great advantage.

When he looked at the others who didn't even have a wrinkle on their clothes, he felt very disdainful.

If warriors fight each other but no blood or sweat is shed, what's the point of fighting?
However, his complacency did not last long, as he saw a man coming from the sky, walking freely and unrestrainedly among the clouds.

But the fact that he was holding Xie Daoyuan's head with his eyes open in his left hand and holding the remains of the erhu old man in his right hand was really terrifying.

All the masters' battles ended in a brief battle, and no one died, except Chu Zhou.

If we include that old monster Dugu, there have been three masters who died at his hands in this battle alone.

But that’s not all!

When Chu Zhou approached, Huang Shen Fu raised his hand and threw out a jade bottle, saying, "Master Chu, this is what you repeatedly asked me to do."

When the jade bottle came in front of Chu Zhou, it naturally hovered in the air, revealing its transparent body and the blood inside which contained strands of golden threads.

Chu Zhou casually dropped the body, raised his hand, and held the bottle in his hand. After carefully examining it, he said, "The blood of Zen Master Jinhu is somewhat unique."

The Wanxiang Zhai master hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward and said, "Master Chu, since this Golden Fox Zen Master has already escaped, it would be better not to kill him completely."

Chu Zhou shook his head in disapproval: "This monk still has to die!"

　I find myself liking short chapters less and less...

　　
　
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