Embers of Sword

Chapter 466
The Earth Dragon's barrier was shattered, and the black rain from the sky had no time to fall to the ground before it was burned by the blazing golden light.

From beginning to end, Junshan Zhenren never moved a step.

But... at this moment he silently pinched his sleeves and wiped away the sweat oozing from his palms.

Junshan Zhenren transmitted his voice with resentment: "You guy, why did you come so late? If you were a little slower, the white ghost's fist would fall on my face--"

"Feel sorry."

Wu Zexian paused for a moment and said apologetically, "Something delayed me for a moment."

As a yang god.

Wu Zexian can cross the void in his physical body.

Therefore, he did not follow the imperial treasure ship south, but left behind two jade talismans. Through the jade talisman's divine consciousness, he kept an eye on the situation of the seven Zhanjiao Mountains at any time.

Of the two jade talismans, one was naturally left for Zhanjiao Mountain where Wuzong was.

Looking at the entire Wu Sect, the younger generation that Wu Zexian admired the most was Zhou, who had lost to Xie Xuanyi eleven times in a row. Zhou also came to this demon-slaying campaign. Now he has cultivated to the realm of Yin Shen Perfection and is one of the strongest beings in the seven Zhanjiao Mountains. Fangyuanfang once believed that Zhou was an extremely powerful competitor for the world's top ten heroes, and he could break through at any time and take over Wu Zexian's position and become the new Yang Shen realm warrior of the Great Chu Dynasty.

Wu Zong is now in high spirits. Apart from Zhou, the young generation of saints also have great potential. Wu Yue is now ranked third on the list of geniuses, second only to Nalan Qiutong of Li State.

If nothing unexpected happens, Wu Yue's achievement in becoming a Yin God will be even higher than Zhou's back then!

This jade talisman was naturally to be left to Master Zhou and his disciple.

But no one knows.

Wu Zexian also prepared a second jade talisman and gave it to Junshan Zhenren.

Jiazi years ago, Junshan Zhenren helped him a lot, and Wu Zexian remembered it in his heart. So when they met in Qujiang that time, he let the Purple and Green Treasure Ship go and did not pursue the trivial matters.

The relationship between these two people is much better than people imagine.

That meeting in Qujiang...

Master Junshan smiled and called him Xiaowu.

However, Wu Zexian respectfully called Junshan "brother".

……

……

The appearance of Wu Zexian suddenly changed the atmosphere in the venue.

"Xiao Wu!"

Junshan Zhenren took a step back, tugged at Wu Zexian's sleeve, and complained seriously: "It was those three... They just said they wanted to beat me to death!"

"???"

Taoist Mo looked unhappy.

Is this still the Junshan who went on a killing spree in the Tiangui Sect back then?
At this moment, Junshan does not have the slightest bearing and demeanor of a reincarnated immortal!
Taoist Mo thought of ten thousand possible endings, but he didn't expect that Junshan's greatest reliance in coming here alone was Wu Zexian!

"..."

The smile on Master Huanxi's face completely disappeared.

Junshan's words sounded like a child complaining.

But its actual effect is no less than that of the King of Hell calling on you!
"What should we do now?"

She lowered her head and looked at the boy who was sitting not far away.

"Ha ha……"

The white ghost fell to the ground, put his hands on his chest and grinned.

On the side of his chest, where he was hit head-on by Wu Zexian, golden cracks appeared. He was indeed the strongest Yang God who was promoted after the battle of Da Chu drinking poison... Each of his punches was extremely domineering, penetrating into his flesh and blood and deep into his bone marrow.

The wandering souls contained in the Soul-Devouring Banner were released by the White Ghost to block the attack.

But it had almost no effect.

Anyone touched by this punch would be instantly crushed by the energetic energy.

At this moment, the white ghost's flesh and blood are constantly breaking...

Wu Zexian only glanced at him and then looked away. In his eyes, Bai Gui was no different from a "dead man". This Dao realm had already penetrated into his skin. With Bai Gui's strength, it was impossible to dissolve it. It would not take long before this body would be torn apart by the Dao realm and shattered.

"I finally met the 'Wu Zexian'... This should be considered good news, right?"

Bai Gui slowly stood up, grinning and mocking himself: "If you two don't trust me, you can choose to run away and save your lives."

"?"

Taoist Mo's expression became strange.

It was Bai Gui's idea to meet here tonight. If it weren't for Paper Man, Yinshan would be the leader of the three major sects, and Bai Gui would be the leader of the Three Saints.

He thought that the White Ghost had a detailed and thorough plan.

Even if Wu Zexian really appeared...

Nor will it change.

But judging from the current situation, the white ghost doesn't seem to be as reliable as he imagined.

"escape?"

The Happy Zen Master said quietly, "Are you serious?"

The evil techniques of the three major sects are not worthy of being shown on the public stage and have huge flaws.

To practice to this level is already the ultimate.

The strength at this stage has exceeded the upper limit of the Yin God Realm, but it is still some distance away from the real Yang God… Therefore, they were proclaimed saints in southern Xinjiang and received the “recognition” of the two great dynasties.

If the person standing in front of the three people at this moment was a Yang God who had just been promoted, he would be in the weakest state.

Then if Taoist Mo, Zen Master Huanxi, and Bai Gui join forces, they might be able to fight their way out.

However, the one who came to the battlefield at this moment was Wu Zexian, who was in his prime and almost in his prime.

He who cultivates the body and attains enlightenment is absolutely ruthless.

If you fight, you will definitely lose.

You can't escape.

Taoist Mo had an uncertain expression. He knew very well that if the three of them united at this moment, they might be able to resist a little. But as long as anyone thought of escaping, all of them would be defeated in an instant!

"Chichi..."

A flame ignited between Mo Daoist's eyebrows, and the sky behind him opened up. A tall, pitch-black celestial puppet stepped out of the portal.

He has no other choice.

Only by joining forces can we have a chance to survive.

the other side.

Master Huanxi did not leave either. She stretched out her hands, pressed the sides of her neck, and slowly moved it. The smiling face was pushed back, and a second face appeared in its place... a solemn and compassionate Buddha face. The air was filled with the sound of low Buddhist chants, and six rattles were gently drummed, producing golden Sanskrit. "You two didn't run away. It seems that you chose to believe me..."

The white ghost smiled softly.

He took a deep breath and pressed hard on the broken bone on the side of the wound.

Click!

There was only a crisp sound.

The bone that was smashed by Wu Zexian was miraculously restored.

"……what?"

Master Junshan narrowed his eyes and looked at the scene in some surprise.

There are ten realms of Yang Shen.

There are shortcuts to climb the great roads in this world, but there is no shortcut to climb to the top of the mountain. Therefore, the major holy land families can rely on elixirs to produce "Yin God Venerables", but they cannot produce "Yang Gods on the top of the mountain". Every Yang God has at least mastered a perfect and satisfactory road, even those who practice body cultivation are no exception.

These evil leaders in southern Xinjiang are talented, but they are on the wrong path.

The inheritance of Yinshan, Tiangui Sect, and Hehuan Sect stopped at the Yinshen Realm.

Even if the white ghost is talented.

The "Tao" he practiced could not be condensed from the "Tao Realm" into the "Great Dao"...

Then you are destined to never become a Yang God in your lifetime.

According to this logic, after practicing for a long time, these people can only achieve the perfection of Yin Spirit. Among them, there are rare top geniuses who can achieve "Great Perfection".

Just over a hundred years ago, a secret place appeared in southern Xinjiang.

The monks of the three major sects found a "Great Dao Stone Tablet" that had never appeared before in the secret realm. The "Great Dao Stone Tablet" continued the broken path that had been broken for thousands of years. So the leaders of the three major sects had the opportunity to go further and transcend the realm of Yin God... Unfortunately, this "Great Dao Stone Tablet" was also incomplete. Although it filled the gap, it only filled half of it.

therefore.

People like Bai Gui and Mo Dao Ren can only be called saints in southern Xinjiang.

They can never become true "Yang Gods".

Although the strength of these three people is far superior to that of Yin God, if they are taken separately, they can probably only fight against the severely injured Yang God of the first level. The Taoist Tianyuan Mountain raises an old and injured monster that is about to fall into the Yang God realm. Even with a large formation to prolong its life, the monster is still in a very bad state.

These three people are almost at the same level as the great monster of Tianyuan Mountain.

Bai Gui has the "Earth Dragon" talent, which makes him stronger than Mo Daoist Huanxi Zen...

but no matter.

It was impossible for them to withstand Wu Zexian's punch and stand up as if nothing had happened.

strangeness.

too weird.

Junshan Zhenren, who was standing behind Wu Zexian, frowned.

At this moment, his originally calm heart began to become agitated for no reason...

The ability of the second realm of Tao is activated automatically.

In the lake of his heart, pieces of shattered "future" flew out uncontrollably.

Before these "futures" could be pieced together, they turned into a howling frost and snow.

This was the first time that Junshan Zhenren had encountered such a situation since he comprehended the "Dao Principle" -

In an instant, my heart exploded!
Countless pieces of debris rushed towards him like a tsunami.

This time, the "foresight" is more dangerous than any other time before.

Junshan knows.

The great principles of the world all follow one's thoughts. If he doesn't want to see this extremely dangerous "future", then he just needs to turn around and leave.

just.

Junshan has never had the habit of hiding.

He took a deep breath, stood where he was, and allowed the tsunami storm formed by this state of mind to drown him.

……

……

The dark night flows like ink.

The white ghost's body was blooming with a sacred and gorgeous white color. The cracked flesh on his chest slowly closed like petals, and milky white moonlight flowed through the cracks.

The field exuded an alluring "breath of life".

Taoist Mo and Zen Master Huanxi couldn't help but take a few more sniffs.

The two of them looked strange. Was this the White Ghost's "Great Way"? It didn't seem to have anything to do with the Soul Devouring Banner...

This is more like the divine light emitted by some rare treasure.

Wu Zexian lowered his head and noticed that the child in Taoist robe who was pulling his sleeve had a dull expression, as if he was in some special state of "meditation".

Brother Junshan seems to have comprehended the second realm of Tao?
In this situation, "entering into meditation" is not a good thing...

He silently took a step sideways and completely covered Brother Junshan behind him.

"Is this... the realm of life?"

After doing all this, Wu Zexian finally spoke.

He was very clear about the power of the attack just now... At the moment when the zenith fell, he had the intention to kill. Although it was only one punch, it was enough to prevent the white ghost from getting up.

However, at this moment, the white ghost not only stood up.

And the injury recovered as before.

"As expected of the Exiled Immortal Wu. You guessed it very close."

The White Ghost lowered his head, looked at the healing flower of flesh and blood, and chuckled softly, "But you can guess a little closer... You participated in the Battle of Drinking Poison, didn't you? Think about why everyone was so crazy back then?"

Wu Zexian's expression suddenly changed.

The battle of drinking poison that year was too tragic. It was a hell that he never wanted to recall in his life...

Everyone is crazy about the "Fountain of Immortality".

and many more.

He stared in disbelief at the healing skin on the white ghost's chest.

"Is this... the Fountain of Immortality?"

(End of this chapter)