The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 136: Xuanyu's highlight moment, the old Taoist slays the demon thousands of miles away
A few miles away from the Xingyue River, the wind blew up from the ground, whistling through the mountains and forests. White hair fluttered, and robes fluttered. Mounted on the spirit deer, Xuanming's hair stood on end with anger. He looked towards the north, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his old eyes. He waved his sleeves and took out a jade pendant. He pinched his fingers and tapped the jade pendant lightly. A stream of magic power was injected into it, which quickly moved around and derived a thunder talisman.

Thirty thousand miles away, in the deep mountains and old forests where demon corpses were everywhere, thunder was raging, demonic energy was overwhelming, and a fierce battle was taking place. The mountains were shaking, rocks were collapsing, and trees were falling. Two Dharma statues that were like mountain peaks were fighting each other.

One of the statues was five hundred feet tall, made up of many blood-colored stones. It was deep red all over, with a heavy aura. Its eyes were like blood-red lanterns, emitting inky demonic energy. It was a mountain troll, cast by a burly man nine feet tall, holding two hammers.

The other Dharma image was three hundred feet tall, surrounded by thunder, with arcs of electricity wandering around, and a glow behind his head. He exuded an aura of uprightness, integrity and majesty. The person controlling it was wearing a Taoist robe, had an ordinary look but a righteous expression, and it was Xuan Yu.

He stood alone in front of hundreds of civilians, with his arms raised high and gritting his teeth to withstand the attacks of the mountain trolls.

Every time the nine-foot man swung his double hammers, the five-hundred-foot-tall giant magic image would swing its arms down, and smash down with its mountain-like fists. The demonic energy corroded the lightning, and the huge force bombarded the Dharma image with a deafening sound.

Every time he raised his arm and swung it down, the Thunder Dharma Image would become weaker and ten feet shorter. In just a short moment, the Thunder Dharma Image shrank from three hundred feet to three feet, and cracks covered its body. The thunder was weak and powerless. Xuan Yu's body was even more scarred, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, his face was pale, his magic power was greatly depleted, his arms were trembling, his steps were staggering, and his body was shaky.

Even so, Xuan Yu still did not retreat a single step, nor did he flee like his companions when he saw the situation was not good. He firmly protected the terrified people behind him, with a determination to sacrifice his own life for justice.

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"You stinking Taoist priest, you ruined my good deeds and hurt my son. Today I will swallow you along with these bloody food and chew them repeatedly to relieve my hatred."

Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him was seriously injured by him, the nine-foot strong man was very proud. He was ruthless and didn't say much. He quickly controlled the giant mountain magic form, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed everyone.

The sky grew darker and dark evil spirits roared in along with the stinking bloody wind, and a huge suction force attacked everyone.

A commoner who was so thin that his bones were visible was unable to resist and was sucked up directly. Xuan Yu quickly grabbed his ankle and threw him behind him. Then he suddenly shouted angrily, spitting blood from his mouth, and performed a secret technique.

The three-meter-long broken Dharma image suddenly split into four, like four high walls, standing around the people, blocking the evil wind and demonic energy. He then moved in the air to above the four Dharma images, pinched his hands to form magic spells, and lightning arcs spread from his body, connecting the four thunder Dharma images to form a magic formation, and he carried the heavy pressure alone.

With blood spurting from his mouth, disheveled hair, and a bloodstained Taoist robe torn, Xuan Yu looked extremely miserable and at the end of his strength. However, he still persisted, and his eyes were firm from beginning to end, conveying a strong determination to face death: If you want to hurt the people, you have to get through this difficult time first.

"Since you are so impatient, I will send you to the west first."

The nine-foot strong man laughed wildly with a ferocious face. The mountain troll's suction became even stronger, and the demonic energy rushed towards Xuan Yu like a torrent.

After only holding out for a few breaths, the magic circle collapsed. Xuan Yu took a deep breath, which he had not dared to relax, and tried his best to squeeze out the magic power hidden in his flesh and blood. He raised his fingers to gather the thunder and lightning that dissipated after the magic image was completely shattered, and with a mighty leap, he pointed at the nine-foot strong man.

This was his last desperate attack.

If this attack fails, I will die.

Xuan Yu died for the Tao without any regrets.

The way of thunder and lightning is to uphold righteousness and ward off evil.

The way of order is to promote good and eliminate evil.

He died to protect the people and sacrificed himself to eliminate demons and defend justice. He died a worthy death without fear.

It’s a pity that I can’t see my brother again. However, if he knew that he died a martyr, besides being heartbroken, he would probably also feel a little relieved that he did not bring shame to Qiuzhen Temple.

The next moment, Xuan Yu cut off this wisp of distracting thoughts, his eyes were like swords, full of murderous intent, and he rushed straight towards the burly man. His speed soared again, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning, carrying a madness of burning everything down.

"The evildoer must die!"

The roar was like thunder, exploding in the ears, shocking the evil spirits and demons, making the nine-foot strong man's heart tremble, giving rise to a chill and a trace of awe: "Madman!"

Immediately, he became angry and ashamed. He was a congenital demon, while this stinky Taoist was only Zhou Tian. The strong man held two hammers, and the demonic energy was all over his body. With them as the center, a vortex formed. As he swung the two hammers vigorously, the mountain giant magic phase raised his arm and slapped the lightning. A black hole appeared in his palm, madly swallowing the lightning arc. The huge difference in strength made Xuan Yu's unstoppable speed stagnate.

After a brief pause, the courage in his heart began to wane. Even though his momentum was still terrifying, his attacks were still sharp, and he was still brave, he could no longer threaten the nine-foot strong man.

The mountain giant magician laughed wildly, the black hole in his palm expanded and spun wildly, the lightning was swallowed, the electric arc was eaten, strands of blood overflowed from the wound on Xuan Yu and were sucked into the black hole. The mountain giant magician seemed to have swallowed a tonic, his demonic energy was stronger, his power was stronger, his eyes were more blood red and terrifying, the nine-foot strong man sucked hard, with a look of enjoyment and a happy expression.

Feeling a massive loss of his own energy and blood and no longer being able to squeeze out any magic power, Xuan Yu glared at the mountain troll in front of him, feeling unwilling to accept that he had fought to the end, but still failed to kill the monster and get rid of the harm to the people. He turned around with difficulty and looked apologetically at the weak and powerless people behind him.

He wanted to pull the corners of his mouth and tell them not to be afraid, but he found that he couldn't say a word at all. Even uttering a word became extremely difficult, and he didn't have the courage to apologize.

Not only was he powerless to fight the demons, but he also felt frustrated that he had given the people hope, but had also made them fall into despair again. At this moment, any words were pale and powerless and could hardly fill this sense of gap.

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At the critical moment, a cold snort sounded.

The jade pendant on Xuan Yu's waist fell off automatically, floating in the air, emitting a bright light, arcs of electricity moving, lightning flashing, and a rune quickly taking shape.

The nine-foot strong man's heart was beating like a drum, and he had a bad premonition. He gave up the victory that was so close to him. He didn't even bother to put away his Dharma image and immediately fled into the ground.

He is a stone spirit, a rare treasure. He was able to escape danger many times in the past and became a great demon. His keen intuition about danger has contributed greatly to his current achievements.

Blood and food are good, but life is more important. Only by being alive can there be hope and the possibility of a comeback.

Unfortunately, things went against one's wishes. The thunder talisman on the jade pendant showed its power. Two thunders fell fiercely. One of them fell on the giant mountain magic image. The arrogant Dharma image was like paper, shattered into pieces and turned into nothing.

A bolt of lightning struck the ground directly, and a hundred-foot-deep pit appeared dozens of miles away. The strong man died and was beaten back to his original form. Only a black stone as big as a bowl was left in the pit. It seemed intact, but when the mountain wind blew, the stone turned into countless dust and dissipated with the wind.

The matter was not over yet. In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. Within a thousand miles, the thunder fell like rain. All those with deep karma were killed by the thunder. It was as if the sky was angry and cleansed the universe.

The nephew of a duke who had taken the initiative to invite Xuanyu into the mountains to eliminate the monster, but escaped alone when the time came, had his cultivation abolished and one arm cut off.

The thunder talisman dissipated, the jade pendant returned to its original position, and a force lifted up Xuan Yu, allowing it to land safely. The spiritual power of heaven and earth poured into Xuan Yu's body, helping him to recover his magic power.

After a cup of tea, the inspiration dissipated, and Xuan Yu, who barely had the strength to protect himself, opened his eyes, stood up, took off the jade pendant from his waist, held it up with both hands, and bowed: "Thank you, senior brother, for your help."

An old but powerful voice came from the jade pendant: "Your loyalty shines like the sun, and you save the world and save people. Junior brother, I know all about your good deeds, and I am very pleased. I hope that you will have a smooth road ahead and return to the mountains soon. I will wait for you to come home."

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade pendant lost its light.

When facing a strong enemy, Xuan Yu was fearless, but at this moment he was moved by the recognition of his senior brother, and his heart was warm and sunny.

"Farewell, Senior Brother. I will return home soon."

In the forest near Xingyue River, Xuanming put away the jade pendant with confidence. Before his fellow disciples went out to travel, in order to prevent accidents, he gave each of them a jade pendant as a parting gift. He did not introduce the transmission function of the jade pendant, fearing that they would become dependent on it. Now it is good like this, as it can serve as a test and save their lives. As for injuries, they are inevitable.

As for the reason why Xuan Yu went to slay demons and monsters, he knew the whole story by counting on his fingers. Common people who went into the mountains often disappeared for no reason. He traveled here and happened to meet a nephew of a prince who also traveled here. The two of them teamed up to investigate the matter. Unexpectedly, they met a stupid teammate. The nephew of a prince was promoted to Qi training realm at the age of 25. He was considered a local prodigy, but he did not live up to his reputation and was just a show-off.

After finishing this, Xuanming stood up and left.

After returning to Zangdao Peak, he originally wanted to go into seclusion, but unexpectedly, as soon as one problem was solved, another one arose.

(End of this chapter)