Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 49: Cutting Off the Path

"Oh!"

There was another loud noise behind him. When Tiedan turned around, he saw Taoist Ziyun falling from the sky. He landed hard and was covered in blood and mud. All his bones were broken and he looked like a rotten watermelon.

Then, from the pile of rotten flesh, a purple little man, the size of a cicada, crawled out. He turned his head and saw the Dongzhen Taoist Palace which had sunk into the ground and turned into ruins in a deep pit. He then raised his eyes to look at Tiedan in front of the pit, and roared silently, and pounced on him.

Just as Tiedan was about to draw his sword, a ray of golden light fell from the sky and turned into a small sword, which pierced the little man's heart and nailed him to the ground. The man was like a mouse caught in a trap, screaming, struggling and rolling around.

Tiedan took a curious look and found that the purple little man was actually a jade doll, in the shape of a baby, and looked about 70% similar to the Taoist Ziyun who was cracked on the ground. Could this be...

Yuanying?

Previously, Wang Zheng cultivated an inner elixir that looked like jade, and he also worshipped the immortal jade disk in the Dongzhen Palace. This Ziyun Zhenren also cultivated a purple jade man. It seems that what this lineage obtained is the true method of the Nascent Soul passed down by the Yuqing lineage.

Well, but it turns out that this is what the Yuanying looks like. Probably because it looks like a baby, we call it Yuanying.

Yuanying Zhenren are all living gods, and Tiedan has only heard of them in novels and storytelling.

It is said that those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage are called True Lords, True Immortals, and True Men, and can be reborn in another body and reincarnate.

If the reincarnated real person can reach the Nascent Soul stage in the next life, or with the help of some special natural treasures and skills, there is a chance that he can awaken the fate of his previous life and remember what he learned in the previous life. Sometimes, if the aptitude is not good and the Taoist body is damaged, he can also take over another body to cultivate again, which is called Bingjie.

However, whether it is the method to reach the Nascent Soul realm or the secret technique of reincarnation, both have a very high threshold, and one must die first after all, so it conflicts with the "life" of the Demon Palace. The inner alchemy path is to cultivate the Nascent Soul and continuously dissolve into the body and reincarnate, while the outer alchemy path avoids it and would rather continue to renew the elixir and prolong life. The difference between the two paths is really a world of difference.

Therefore, the nine major sects have long been accustomed to the cycle of life and death, and most of the true disciples are old monsters who have been reincarnated for many lifetimes. They were master and apprentice in the previous life, and they are still master and apprentice in the next life. Taoist couples can be together for three lifetimes, supporting and caring for each other. In this way, the master-apprentice inheritance of reincarnation from life to life, the Taoist couple relationship is the core of maintaining a "sect".

Suddenly, the purple little man looked up at the sky and burst into tears.

Tiedan came to his senses and in a moment the fighting in the sky was over.

Looking up, the clouds and fog disappeared, and the sky was full of clouds, all of which had been blown away by the sword light. Behind the dark clouds blown away by the sword wind, a red sun jumped out, covering the sunset glow and shining through the blood rain that was scattered all over the sky, filling the sky, earth and mountains with a sea of ​​red clouds.

Then a golden light flashed from the horizon, and Chen Huzi fell down.

Immortal Tianku from Guangxia Mountain came towards him with big strides, mixed with wind and thunder, and carrying blood. His chest, waist and tiger back were not injured at all. His eyes were like copper bells, and there were flashes of lightning. His whole body was shining with rosy clouds and surrounded by sword lights. At a glance, there seemed to be hundreds of golden swords, stacked up in circles, circling around his body. No one knew what kind of magical skill it was to protect him.

As he got closer, he felt the wind from the sword brushing his face, as if a human-shaped storm was sweeping in front of him. Looking closely, he saw that he was holding a seven-foot-long sword in his right hand. It was more like a saber than a sword, with a three-foot-long blade and a four-foot-long handle. The hilt was made of an iron drill and there was a big ring on the head. It was glowing with blood and cold light, and was extremely sharp, full of murderous intent.

In his left hand, he also held a bunch of bloody hair, with braids tangled together. When he counted them, there were exactly five, not one missing.

These heads were not dead yet, their eyes were wide open, their teeth were chattering, their blood was still dripping, and they were still groaning. Maybe they all had little jade figures hidden in their heads...

Chen Huzi swept the horse-slaying sword, and the overflowing sword wind cut the Nascent Soul nailed by the sword light in half. The tip of the sword was directly in front of the Yuan Ying of Taoist Ziyun, and said coldly,
"explain."

Looking at the blood-stained long sword, the Yuanying little man burst into tears and babbled.

The five heads held by Chen Huzi rolled their eyes, and blood spurted from their mouths and noses as they sang three times in unison.
"It's my Yuqing Dao that has been defeated! It's my Yuqing Dao that has been defeated! It's my Yuqing Dao that has been defeated!"

"Humph!"

Chen Huzi put away his sword, raised his head high, faced the setting sun, and roared at the sky.

"Goddess of the Nine Heavens! Beichen Sword Sect! Defeat Yuqing Dao here!"

"Bang!"

There was a bolt of thunder in the clear sky, as if the supreme being in heaven watching the ceremony in the dark also recognized the outcome.

"Wow……"

Looking at the scene of his master beheading his enemies with a sword, holding up a human head, pointing to the sky and swearing an oath, Tiedan felt the sword moving in his heart and his eyes lit up.

Dry!
This is what a man should do!

Cool!
"Go to hell! Get out!"

Chen Huzi withdrew the sword light around his body, turned the long sword in his hand, and the seven-foot long sword turned into golden light. He put it back into his sleeve, and at the same time kicked the purple cloud man out of the sky, and threw a pile of heads out with him.

The human heads immediately came to life, opened their noses and eyes, and then colorful little jade figures hurriedly came out from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses, breathing and flapping their wings, like a group of cockroaches and flies flying away.

"Eh?" Tiedan frowned, "Aren't you going to kill them all?"

"Kill him with swords, fight for the Dao and fight for Qi. Kill him once, and the cause and effect will be settled. There is no need to destroy his body and soul."

Chen Huzi was still furious, and he stared at the ruins and corpses around him.

"But they can be killed completely."

"Yes, no one is alive. But Master..."

Tiedan thought about it and said hesitantly,
"There are only trash on this mountain, not a single capable fighter. I'm afraid it wasn't them who killed my brother." Chen Huzi was silent, but he nodded after killing one himself.

"... Well, it doesn't seem like the true teaching of Yuqing Dao. Maybe he just got half of the Taoist scriptures and the inheritance of refining equipment..."

So Tiedan suggested,

"Why don't we go and kill the ruler of Dui? After all, the prince's revenge cannot be settled peacefully. Rather than waiting for the Demon Palace to catch Qilin and the matter to be exposed, it is better to strike first and kill his entire family."

"Assassinate the King..."

Chen Huzi looked at his disciples who were in high spirits, but shook his head.
“These miscellaneous cultivators in Jiuning Mountain, even if they have acquired some ancient teachings by chance, are ultimately just unorthodox practices, so we can just kill them.

But the Twelve Kingdoms of the Demon Palace are indeed protected by the Fate of Heaven, and our Xuan Sect has also been at peace with the Demon Palace for many years. Without the permission of the Sect Master, we must not lightly start a war, otherwise it will be detrimental to the fortune of the sect..."

Tiedan was disappointed.

"That's enough for today. I'll go back to Yuntai Peak, report to the headmaster, ask for a decree, and invite a few friends to help with the sword. Then it won't be too late for us to take revenge."

Chen Huzi patted his disciple on the shoulder.

"You're fine, don't worry, just burn the mountain."

"Yes!"

Burn the mountain.

Burning a mountain means burning a mountain. Of course, it is not just the mountain, but the entire mountain's earth veins and spiritual orifices. Cast the magic talisman and talisman to break its sea of ​​qi and completely destroy the immortal mountain's spiritual veins. Completely wipe out this Jiu Ning Mountain towards the True Taixu Heaven from the map.

That is,

Kill the man.

Cut off its lineage,
Shovel its veins,
Cut off its path.

Then a huge fire started, burning all the palaces, temples, Taoist pavilions, Baoyuan, Xianlang, and Taoist temples on Jiuning Mountain.

The destiny that once belonged to Jiuning Mountain was completely taken over by Guangxia Mountain and transferred to the Yanzidong lineage.

The winner takes all, the loser is exterminated, this is the rule of sword fighting.

Anyone who stands in my way will be killed. Kill them all.

In this world, there is no room for the weak to survive.

Only life and death
Only victory or defeat
Only win or lose
This is my way
This is the devil's way
This is the way of the sword
This is the way of Xuanmen.

Although there is no expression on his face,

Although there might be something wrong with saying this.

But standing side by side with the master in these ruins, bathing in the bloody wind, watching the Jiuning Mountain being destroyed, the plaque of Dongzhen Palace falling into the sea of ​​fire, turning into raging flames, disappearing in the light and fire that soared into the sky, and turning into smoke.

Looking at the majestic immortal palace that once illuminated the sky, it has now collapsed into dust before his eyes.

Looking at those high and mighty immortal couples, who were dressed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food, turning into corpses at his feet.

For the first time in my life,
A special feeling arose in Tiedan's heart.

Happy.

Pleasure.

Cool.

Ah, killing, interesting...

Chen Huzi looked around at the young disciples whose cheeks flushed with excitement and whose eyes reflected the sea of ​​fire.

Suddenly I felt dazed, and for a moment, I seemed to see someone else.

Finally, he shook his head, smiled bitterly, took out a jar of wine from his sleeve, took a sip, and threw it to his disciple.

"Drink the wine! I will teach you a set of drunken sword skills!"

"Yes, Master!"

The divine sword howls in the bloody wind and rain, and the blood surges in front of Jiuning Mountain. I chop off heads and clear out all the anger in my chest, and wash the sword sheath in Dongzhen Palace.

(End of this chapter)