Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 336 Provocation
The Hundred Flowers Sect's stronghold was breached, and the Dao Foundation cultivators were either dead or missing, while all the disciples were imprisoned by the Joyful Union Sect.

If some of the Hundred Flowers Sect disciples had not migrated south, the sect would likely have been wiped out in this battle.

The news caused an uproar within the Mingxu Sect.

"Senior brother."

Liu Huang'er frowned deeply:
"I've taken a tour of the sect, and there are all sorts of rumors going on. People's hearts are unsettled, and the situation is not good."

"Is that so?" Zhu Ju sat calmly in the center of the rear hall, the Ten Directions Sword hovering silently in front of him. Upon hearing this, he said unhurriedly:
"With the market in front to hold off the enemy, no large groups of demonic cultivators will appear in the rear. The Hundred Flowers Sect was breached because of a traitor. As long as we defend our sect, we will be fine."

He is currently located at the core of the Mingxu Sect's formation, where spiritual energy is abundant and constantly cleanses his physical body.

Practicing here will naturally bring many benefits.

Pei Jingque devoted much of her energy to handling sect affairs, yet her cultivation continued to progress rapidly, precisely because as the sect leader, she frequently cultivated here.

"That's true, but people are in a state of panic right now, which is not a good thing."

Liu Huang'er seemed to be deep in thought:
"Senior brother, how about we forbid the disciples from discussing the situation at the front, so as not to cause unrest among them?"

"It's better to guide than to block." Zhu Ju gently shook his head.
"Now that the righteous and the demonic are at war, if we block the news, all sorts of rumors and gossip will likely arise."

"inappropriate!"

He thought for a while and said:

“Set up a market at the foot of the mountain so that the disciples can exchange goods and services, thus diverting their attention from business.”

"That's a great idea." Liu Huang'er's eyes lit up:
“Building a sect market can also earn spirit stones to pay for immortal taxes.”

With the Mingxu Sect's mountain-guarding formation now operational, all communication between the inside and outside is cut off, making it impossible to conduct business with outsiders.

However, domestic demand remains.

even more!

With over two thousand disciples, each possessing some spirit stones, the market could easily be established.

"Junior sister."

Zhu Ju spoke:
"You are pregnant and should not overexert yourself. These tasks can be delegated to the staff below."

"It's nothing." Liu Huang'er waved her hand.

"I am full of energy right now and need some moderate exercise."

Zhu Ju shook his head, but did not refuse. Dao Foundation cultivators are very clear about their physical condition.

Since she says she's fine, then she really is fine.

soon.

At the foot of the mountain, the sect's market has opened, and disciples can rent shops by paying only a small amount of spirit stones.

Making talismans, refining medicine, forging weapons...

With the opening of various shops, the disciples' attention was immediately drawn to the market.

…………

White Tiger Murder Sword!
The sword's momentum was violent and fierce; amidst the buzzing sword light, even the illusion in the sea of ​​consciousness began to shake.

The crisscrossing sword lights surged in like an apocalypse, filling people with despair.

On the aura of malevolence,
Even the Blood God's Life and Death Sword of the Blood Demon Sect cannot compare to it.

"Zheng!"

A sharp glint of sword light quietly unfolded.

Zhu Ju's eyes were clear and bright. He was fearless and undaunted in the face of the terrifying power that was coming at him. He even seemed carefree and unrestrained.

Countless battles and fights.

He had long been accustomed to the sword intent of the broken sword, and through the tempering of that sword intent, he had even come to understand the sword heart of enlightenment.

Not bound by material possessions, yet able to do as one pleases.

The flying sword formed from divine thought spun leisurely, soaring like a shooting star, and struck the incoming sword light with unbelievable precision.

"Ding……"

The fierce sword light exploded instantly.

At this moment, Zhu Ju used the principle of "using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds" to its fullest extent, using a small force to cause the sword light to collapse from the inside out.

sword!
A weapon of slaughter.

kendo!

The Way of Slaughter!
The White Tiger Murder Sword embodies this principle.

The scattered sword intent did not disappear, but evolved into a force of destruction, rage, ferocity, and ruthlessness.

"boom!"

Like surging waves, endless sword light rushed forward.

The entire illusionary sea of ​​consciousness was almost completely filled with that blood-red sword light, destroying everything that had entered.

"Shh!"

Zhu Ju transformed into a streak of light and moved around the scene.

He appeared precisely in the gaps covered by the sword light, flashing through those gaps each time.

Absolutely perfect!
Like two dancers working in perfect harmony, he anticipated every move of the White Tiger Murder Sword.

Achieving this was not easy; Zhu Ju went through countless attempts and failures before finally succeeding.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The flying swords and sword light clashed constantly in all directions, and although the blood-red sword light was siblings, it gradually became difficult to maintain its strength.

time flies.

Despite being as weak as a child, Shi Fang Sha Dao actually held a certain advantage in the face of the fierce and ruthless Bai Hu Sha Jian.

coming!

Zhu Ju's eyes narrowed, and the light of his sword subtly changed.

at the same time.

The White Tiger Killing Sword suddenly converged.

The originally illusory sword intent condensed into a plain and unremarkable ancient longsword about four feet long.

Broken Sword body!

this moment.

As if time had reversed, the precious sword that was once held by a late-stage Golden Core cultivator floated up in the scene.

The immense and powerful sword intent made the vast illusionary realm feel narrow.

Even though Zhu Ju tried to stay away, he still felt that the sword's edge was right in front of him, and time and space seemed to have completely lost their meaning at this moment.

"Sword Intent..."

It was merely a wisp of sword intent, yet it possessed the undeniable power of a Golden Core cultivator.

The Golden Elixir is immortal.

Eternal!

"kill!"

Zhu Ju lowered his eyes, gave a soft shout, and the Ten Directions Vertical and Horizontal Sword shone brightly, slashing towards the long sword.

next moment.

"puff!"

He coughed up blood as he exited the sword intent illusion, his face haggard, but a smile appeared in his eyes.

"really……"

"No matter how real the sword intent is, it is ultimately fake. This time, its power is a bit weaker than the last time."

"As long as I keep forcing out the true form of sword intent and constantly wear it down, there will eventually be a day when it is completely worn away."

"and……"

"That day is not far away!"

"Master!" Xi Chen rushed over, but before he could even speak, he was startled by Zhu Ju:
"What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Zhu Ju took a deep breath, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked:
"what's up?"

“This…” Xi Chen hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Some demonic cultivators have appeared near the sect, and some of them are shouting in front of the mountain gate. Should we go out and teach them a lesson?"

"Ignore it." Zhu Ju closed his eyes and circulated his internal energy to regulate his breathing.

"It's nothing more than a trick to lure the snake out of its hole. There must be a demonic cultivation foundation hidden nearby. Going out will definitely lead to falling into a trap." "With the formation in place, as long as we don't go out, we'll be fine."

"Yes." Xi Chen lowered his head.
"The disciple understands."

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With the methods of a cultivator, manipulating soil, turning fossils into walls, and building walls is just a matter of a few breaths.

A row of stone houses can be built in just two or three days.

The market town took shape.

Numerous 'merchants' have joined the platform.

The most 'luxurious' merchants were undoubtedly the sect's own wineries.

The winery has six storefronts and sells all kinds of spiritual wines, among which the spiritual wine that can increase cultivation level sells the best.

"Senior Brother Xu."

A pretty female cultivator peeked out from the shop and smiled sweetly:

"looking at what?"

"A demonic cultivator." Xu Hanzhi withdrew his gaze from the distant sky, nodded to the other party, and sighed:

"Demonic cultivators have appeared near the sect. If I advance to the Foundation Establishment stage, I will not allow these demonic cultivators to run rampant."

once.

He was addicted to alcohol and didn't take spiritual practice seriously.

Even if one fails to break through to the Dao Foundation stage, there is only a slight sadness, which is forgotten after a few drinks.

now.

The demonic cultivator has arrived.

Faced with the helplessness of the demonic cultivators, he began to regret his inaction.

'if……'

'If I had focused more on cultivation, I would have had a lifespan of three hundred years after achieving the Dao Foundation. Not only would I have been able to fight against demonic cultivators, but I could also have provided Shuang'er with a comfortable life.'

Looking at his wife, whom he had married not long ago, Xu Hanzhi's eyes flashed with a complicated expression, and his regret grew deeper and deeper.

"Don't worry."

Zhang Fanshuang walked out of the shop and pressed herself against him:

"With the sect's formation in place, any demonic cultivators who come in are just asking to die. We don't need to pay them any attention."

"Ah."

Xu Hanzhi nodded slightly:
"Let's go back."

…………

Several figures appeared in the void, one of them laughing loudly:

Is this all there is to the Mingxu Sect?

"Not even one person dares to show their face?"

"The once-powerful branch of the Jade Void Sect has fallen to such a state. You are truly a disgrace to your ancestors!"

"A bunch of trash!"

"Rubbish!"

"..."

The demonic cultivator used a secret technique to shout, and his voice passed through the formation and landed in the camp, where it was clearly heard by the disciples of the Mingxu Sect.

Various foul language and insults against our ancestors poured in.

"shut up!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Liu Huang'er summoned the Amber Bell and soared into the sky, glaring angrily at the group of demonic cultivators outside:
"You demonic sorcerers, is all you can do is empty words?"

"Heh heh..." someone sneered.
"We certainly have more than just these methods. If you wish to experience them for yourself, you are welcome to come out and try."

"I'm sure you'll be satisfied!"

"hey-hey……"

"Ha ha!"

The demonic cultivators outside the formation laughed loudly, while various gazes scrutinized Liu Huang'er.

"You... you..."

Being humiliated in front of everyone like this, Liu Huang'er trembled with anger and turned pale.

But if you go out, you'll fall into their trap.

"Junior sister."

Zhu Ju's voice came from below:

"A few demonic cultivators are not worth paying attention to."

"get down!"

talking.

Streaks of light spread across the sky, like stars falling and spreading a layer of starlight in the air.

Twelve illusory Dharma images appeared out of thin air.

The list of gods!
Twelve Heavenly Star Array!
The second-tier high-grade formation was operating at full power, connecting with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles.

As time passed, the twelve statues became increasingly solidified.

"retreat!"

The demonic cultivator's face was grim:

"move back!"

"Shh!"

As the demonic cultivators retreated frantically, countless starlight descended from the sky, bombarding those demonic cultivators with lower cultivation levels and slower reactions.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

The earth undulated, rocks shattered, and some demonic cultivators were blasted into dust.

"Senior brother."

Liu Huang'er landed in the main hall, her voice filled with excitement:

"What a trick!"

"They only killed some innate demonic cultivators; it's nothing to them." Zhu Ju shook his head.
"We don't need to pay attention to those few demonic cultivators; the market is the key."

As long as the market side wins, the demonic cultivators who infiltrated the rear will be trapped like turtles in a jar, with no way to escape.

on the contrary.

If the market collapses, Mingxu Sect will also be doomed.

"Zhu Ju!"

Before he could finish speaking, a furious roar came from afar:

"You killed my disciples and their descendants, and I will retaliate tenfold."

"Search!"

"Arrest everyone nearby! I'm going to tear them to pieces right in front of the Mingxu Sect's headquarters. I want to see if anyone from the Mingxu Sect will show up!"

Liu Huang'er frowned upon hearing this.

There are many independent cultivators, natives of the Ten Thousand Mountains, and even many ordinary people near the Mingxu Sect.

The sect's formation could not possibly protect so many people.

Zhu Ju lowered his eyes and gently pressed down with one hand, causing wisps of white smoke to rise from the edge of the formation.

After a while.

The entire Mingxu Sect was shrouded in thick fog.

It can no longer be seen, whether inside or outside.

Dense fog not only blocks vision but also blocks sound, minimizing external interference.

Zhu Ju had made up his mind that no matter how the demonic cultivators provoked him, he would not go out.

all.

We wait patiently for the outcome to be determined in the market.

(End of this chapter)