Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 260 Ten Directions Killing Path

The Horizontal and Vertical Blade is still with Lu Gong, but fortunately, as a weapon refiner, Zhu Ju is not lacking in magical artifacts.

In recent years, apart from occasionally taking on tasks to forge magical artifacts, he also forged a spare flying sword for himself in his spare time.

The grade is top-grade.

As a Dao Foundation cultivator, he had more than enough swords to carry with him, but because he had the Vertical and Horizontal Blade, he had almost never used them.

"Zheng!"

The white, misty, jade-like flying swords swirled around him, moving as nimbly as swimming fish.

As soon as he made a hand seal, the flying sword immediately released its light, enveloping Zhu Ju, and the man and sword merged and rushed into the distance.

He didn't stray far from Cloud Whale Island, but instead plunged into the water nearby and charged toward a spirit fish he had locked onto.

"Beast!"

With his hands forming a water-repelling incantation, Zhu Ju stretched out his hand forward in a seemingly serious manner and shouted:

"Eat my sword!"

"Shh!"

The flying sword trembled slightly, instantly multiplying into ten, with ten sword lights crisscrossing and enveloping the spirit fish.

The sword light differentiates!

Immortal Demon Slayer - Ten Directions Killing Path!
"Bah..."

The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant. The spirit fish froze for a moment, then split into dozens of evenly sized pieces.

This place is already deep sea, and the fish scales are hard, but they are powerless to resist when the flying sword passes by.

"Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."

Zhu Ju waved his hand to retrieve his flying sword, recalled the feeling from just now, and nodded thoughtfully:
"Although I'm not very proficient, I can already control the Immortal Demon Slash's killing move without any problems, so I can proceed to the next step."

"Humph!"

With a low groan, a murderous intent suddenly surfaced in Zhu Ju's mind. His physical body surged with killing intent, and he slashed out with his flying sword once more.

Ten Directions Killing Path!
The momentum is amazing.

how...

The crooked sword light shot out a mile or so, leaving white streaks on the water's surface before finally embedding itself in the mud and sand.

"No."

Zhu Ju gently shook his head and touched his chin:
"The power exerted by the mind and body cannot be extended to the flying sword. Creating a sword control method is indeed not that easy."

"Even if we improve upon existing methods, it will be the same."

"Come again!"

kill!

kill!

kill!

Martial arts are all about killing!

Whether it's the limitations imposed by ghosts and gods, the slaying of immortals and demons, or the martial arts of humans and immortals, or the magic of demons and monsters, they are all techniques of killing.

Flying Sword,

It is also a deadly weapon.

As soon as the sword technique was activated, a surge of killing intent rose in his heart, and the flying sword leaped out with a clang, slashing out long sword marks.

"Zhu has lived two lives, possesses the talent of the Blood-Stealing Curse, and has the aid of the Demon Blade to enhance his comprehension."

"Besides..."

"There is also the foundation laid by our predecessors."

“If a martial artist can create their own body-tempering techniques, and a Qi cultivator can create their own mental cultivation methods, then how can I, a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator, with the resources and endowments of several worlds, not create a sword control technique?”

After countless attempts, a certain insight came to Zhu Ju's mind, his eyes shone brightly, and he slashed out with his flying sword once again.

This time.

The flying sword was enveloped in a thick aura of malevolence and killing intent, and as soon as the sword light appeared, the surrounding fish all rolled their bellies.

The mere overflow of murderous intent caused the deaths of countless ordinary fish in that area of ​​water.

"really!"

Zhu Ju laughed loudly:

"Visualization techniques and martial will can also be used through flying swords; this path is entirely feasible."

"Well……"

"From now on, you shall be called Ten Directions Sword!"

"Zheng!"

The flying swords cheered with joy.

Integrating one's martial arts consciousness into the flying sword through visualization is a more complex and tedious process than simply controlling the sword.

Making things go smoothly is even more difficult.

After having the idea, the flying sword's power increased greatly, but the sword moves were not fully formed, and the flaws were everywhere.

However, no martial art can be perfect when it is first created. As long as the idea is correct, it can be improved and perfected little by little.

A few days later.

Zhu Juxin's vision of a sword-controlling technique had begun to take shape, which he named 'Ten Directions Killing Path'.

At present, we are just clarifying our thoughts. It is still a long way from complete perfection. When we are wielding the sword, we can see the shadows of other sword techniques everywhere.

but,
Zhu Ju already possessed something of his own.

If we categorize it by the level of comprehension, then this rudimentary sword technique can currently be considered as having just begun to grasp the basics.

…………

"Fellow Daoist Zhu."

"Hu Lishu!" Zhu Ju paused, looking at the courtyard behind Hu Lishu with surprise.
"This seems to be the place of the Drunken Taoist..."

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations, both of you!"

He suddenly realized what was happening and offered his congratulations repeatedly.

Hu Lishu's face flushed slightly.

She had only been on the island for a short time when she found herself living with the Drunken Taoist, which made her feel somewhat embarrassed.

Fortunately, she is no longer a young person, and there is no need to hide some things; she can just show them openly.

"What a coincidence."

Zhu Ju smiled and scooped a plump, golden fish from the fish basket:
"I caught a few golden-tailed gulls on this trip. They are excellent for nourishing yin and yang. Fellow Daoist, take them and make them into a snack with your drinks."

"Thanks." Hu Lishu's face flushed even more as she accepted the spirit fish and expressed her gratitude.
“This kind of spirit fish is very valuable. Brother Lai is not here, but I will definitely have him come to thank me when he returns.”

Yan Lai.

The Drunken Taoist's real name was Yan Lai, but few people called him by that name, and over time it was forgotten.

"No need for thanks," Zhu Ju said with a smile, waving his hand.

"However, it would be fine to send an invitation. Could it be that the Drunken Taoist doesn't even want to attend a proper ceremony?"

"Wouldn't that be unfair to you, fellow Daoist?"

"No, that's not it." Hu Lishu narrowed her eyes, and a few wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes, which only made her look more mature and charming.
"We are looking for an auspicious day. When a good day arrives, we will invite all of you fellow Daoists to witness our marriage."

"Haha..." Zhu Ju laughed loudly:
"it is good!"

"I will definitely visit then!"

"What?" At this moment, a somewhat shrill voice rang out:

"Sister Hu, are you going to become Daoist partners with the Drunken Daoist?"

Yu Lou descended from the sky, embracing two scantily clad and brightly dressed women, just in time to overhear their conversation. "What a pity!"

He stared intently at Hu Lishu, clicking his tongue and shaking his head repeatedly.
"Becoming a Daoist couple means being restricted in every way. Why is Sister Hu so upset? Being alone is so much more carefree."

"Look!"

He tightened his embrace around the two women and smiled:
"With just a few spirit stones, even a low-level innate Qi cultivator can play around with it. We can't do that in our poor, remote area."

The two women he was holding in his arms, who had been smiling ingratiatingly, stiffened upon hearing his words.

However, since they were in the business of prostitution, they quickly recovered and began to sway their hips and act coquettishly.

"Fellow Daoist Yu."

Upon seeing the other person, Hu Lishu's expression darkened slightly:

"Brother Lai and I are truly in love. We have become Daoist partners and will watch over and help each other. I hope you will not speak ill of us."

"This is Cloud Whale Island, not your Black Canyon!"

"Heh..." Yu Lou pursed her lips, but did not argue back, after all, the Yan family had the final say on Cloud Whale Island.

"Sister Hu has climbed up the social ladder, so it's normal for her to look down on her old friends who used to have nothing."

"what?"

His gaze shifted and landed on Zhu Ju's fish basket, his eyes lighting up immediately:
"Gold tail bottle!"

"I was wondering where Sister Hu got that spirit fish. It seems Fellow Daoist Zhu had quite a haul on this trip. Why don't you give me one?"

He reached out and grabbed it.

An invisible force enveloped the fish basket, but Zhu Ju shook it away with a slight tremor, and spoke with a half-smile:
"Fellow Daoist Yu is surrounded by beauties every day, so I'm afraid you wouldn't be interested in the effects of Zhu's spirit fish. I won't give it to you."

"Farewell!"

"Ugh!"

Yu Lou's expression changed slightly, and he reached out to stop him, but Zhu Ju had already returned to his courtyard and closed the gate.

They also deployed an array within the courtyard to isolate the inside from the outside.

"This person..."

His eyes flickered, and he spoke in a low voice:
"If we weren't on Cloud Whale Island, would you really think I, Yu, have such a good temper?"

"You know this is Cloud Whale Island." Hu Lishu snorted coldly, turned around, and carried the spirit fish back to the courtyard.

"That slender waist, that big butt..." Yu Lou licked his lips as he watched Hu Lishu sway her body.

"They actually gave it to a drunkard?"

"waste!"

"go!"

He grabbed the two women and dashed toward his courtyard, impatiently starting to grope them along the way.

"Let me show you what you've got!"

"whee……"

The woman giggled continuously.

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"Fellow Daoist Zhu!"

"The Drunken Taoist".

Zhu Ju waved his sleeve and opened the courtyard gate:

"Enter."

"You've set up an array in here?" The Drunken Taoist stepped into the courtyard, immediately sensing something amiss, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Isn't that too wasteful?"

Every Dao Foundation cultivator's residence has a free array provided by the Cloud Whale Merchant Guild; its grade isn't high, but it's sufficient.

Setting up another formation would require spending one's own spirit stones.

Formations aren't cheap; activating them consumes spirit stones.

If it weren't for a cultivation sect or family, most wouldn't be so extravagant, nor would they have so many spirit stones.

"no way."

Zhu Ju shook his head:

"It's too noisy at Fellow Daoist Yu's place. This will make it quieter, and I, Zhu, am learning how to set up formations, so I can gain more experience."

"Haha..." The drunken Taoist laughed loudly:

"Too!"

"Fellow Daoist Yu sings and laughs all day long, he's not really thinking about the neighbors. I'll talk to him about it next time I see him."

"Give."

"Lishu made flower dew, which has the wonderful effect of calming the mind and focusing the spirit."

"Thank you." Zhu Ju took the jade bottle offered to him, sniffed it lightly, looked surprised, and asked, "..."
"Jade Narcissus?"

"The flavor is much stronger; is this a special variant?"

Once a Qi cultivator with innate Qi opens their nasal passages, their sense of smell becomes acute, and they will never forget the fragrance of many flowers once they have smelled them.

Dao Foundation cultivators are naturally stronger.

"Not bad." The Drunken Taoist nodded.
“Lishu is a skilled plant grower, especially adept at tending to flowers and plants. Our courtyard will probably be busy from now on.”

"The Spirit Plant Master?" Zhu Ju understood.
"No wonder!"

"The lives of independent cultivators are far from easy, unlike those of us who live in seclusion," the Drunken Taoist stroked his beard and said.

"Most cultivators outside master a skill to make a living, such as weapon crafting or talisman making."

"The threshold for becoming a spiritual plant grower is low, which is why it is a popular choice for many people."

“Li Shu once managed hundreds of acres of spirit fields by herself, and had to use the Spirit Rain Technique to irrigate them every few days. This was very time-consuming and difficult to improve her cultivation. If she were a member of the Yan family, with her talent, she would probably have become a mid-stage Dao Foundation cultivator long ago.”

"Yes, people are born different, and you can't force anything." Zhu Ju's eyes flickered slightly.
"What skills does that fish basket possess?"

"Make a talisman!" the drunken Taoist priest declared.
“Fellow Daoist, please don’t underestimate him. Yu Lou is a second-tier talisman maker, and his cultivation is higher than the two of us.”

"Well……"

"He is not very old, yet he has such profound knowledge. He must either have exceptional talent in cultivation or have had some kind of fortuitous encounter. Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult for him to achieve such success."

As he spoke, a look of envy appeared on his face.

Zhu Ju nodded slowly.

"correct."

Thinking of something, the Drunken Taoist's expression turned serious, and he lowered his voice to speak:
"Fellow Daoist, please be careful these days. I went out today because a fellow Daoist on the island died."

Those whom he addressed as fellow Daoists were naturally Dao Foundation cultivators.

"Ok?"

Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow, his face showing surprise:
"Not a natural death?"

"No." The drunken Taoist's face was gloomy, his eyes filled with confusion:
"He was killed in his own cave. His life essence was drained, and his body became a dried corpse."

"The murderer hasn't been found?" Zhu Ju frowned.
"With a third-tier formation in place, the matter on the island shouldn't be kept from the Chamber of Commerce."

Since arriving on the island, he had never heard of any Dao Foundation cultivator being killed on Cloud Whale Island.

Not a single case!
"..." The drunken Taoist shook his head:

"That's the key point. The third-order formation covers the entire Cloud Whale Island, but we still couldn't find the murderer."

"This matter is to be kept secret for now. Fellow Daoist, do not tell anyone else. Just remember to be careful."

?

Zhu Ju nodded slowly, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

A Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator was murdered in his own cave, and the murderer could not be found. Such methods...

He knew he absolutely couldn't do it!

(End of this chapter)