Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 232 Encountering the Ming Cult in the Starry Sea

Eight days later, Leng Feibai stood in the sky, calmly staring at the swamps and lakes below.

Many lakes and marshes gleam under the sunlight, resembling a peacock spreading its tail, a truly beautiful and magnificent sight.

This is none other than Leng Feibai's target this time: the Starry Sea where Ding Chunqiu is located.

Xingxiuhai is located in the northeastern part of the First Plateau of China, in the Maduo region of Qinghai Province.

During the Tang and Song dynasties, Xingxiuhai was regarded as the source of the Yellow River. It was not until the Yuan dynasty that it was confirmed that the source of the Yellow River was in a more distant place.

"Judging from the terrain, this is the Sea of ​​Stars!"

Leng Feibai stood in the sky, muttering to himself, "It's a pity that Ding Chunqiu hasn't gotten the Yi Jin Jing from You Tanzhi yet, so his strength isn't that great. If we fight, it might not be as satisfying for me."

In the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils comic, both Kumārajīva and Ding Chunqiu obtained the cultivation method of the Yi Jin Jing from You Tanzhi by chance.

In just a few months, the former broke through to the fourth level of the Yi Jin Jing, the Blue-level Floating Pagoda, and his strength was enough to suppress Xuan Ci, who had been cultivating for decades.

The latter, through some unknown stroke of luck, broke through to the Purple-level Floating Pagoda, which was second only to the White and Black levels, and suppressed Xu Zhu, who had mastered the lifelong power of the Three Elders of the Carefree Sect.

If it weren't for Xu Zhu's Life and Death Talisman, he wouldn't have been able to successfully control Ding Chunqiu, who had mastered the Purple-level Pagoda.

After admiring the scenery of the Starry Sea for a while, Leng Feibai activated the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique and searched the surroundings for traces of Ding Chunqiu.

Before long, the auras of a group of human martial artists appeared in Leng Feibai's perception.

Upon sensing the presence of those people, Leng Feibai frowned.

Within the Starry Sea, there was a vast, bustling atmosphere with at least two hundred people.

Ninety-eight percent of them were weak noobs, while the remaining dozen or so were mostly at the level of Cheng Jushu, with a few at the level of Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan.

However, two of these people possessed extremely formidable strength. One was no less powerful than Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, while the other, among the experts Leng Feibai had ever seen, was second only to the Sweeper Monk, and even far stronger than that old mudfish Li Yunqian.

"Could it be that the Ming Cult has also arrived?!"

Thinking of this, Leng Feibai couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"That's fast! Perfect, saves me the trouble of going to Kunlun Mountain to settle scores with them!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he raised his hand and drew a clone, which he hid in the shadows to watch over the enemy.

If I were to actually fight a Ming Cult master and the others took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, I would have my clone intervene to stop those bastards.

Having made preparations, Leng Feibai immediately flew straight towards the place where the aura was concentrated.

However, after only a few breaths, a sect's residence consisting of more than forty bamboo houses and stone chambers appeared in Leng Feibai's eyes.

Outside the sect's headquarters, there was a stone tablet ten feet tall with three large characters written on it.

'Starry Constellation School'

Seeing this, Leng Feibai sneered and shouted loudly using the Heavenly Demon Sound, "Ding Chunqiu, get out here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, figures poured out of the bamboo houses and stone chambers, quickly gathering outside the Xingxiu Sect.

Looking at these figures, Leng Feibai frowned and then said, "Who is Ding Chunqiu? Get out here right now."

"Ignorant child!"

A burly man wielding a long sword stepped forward and said, "Do you know that you have already entered the Netherworld? You still dare to speak so arrogantly here. Let me tell you, those poison-wielding scum of the Starry Constellation Sect have all been wiped out by our sect."

After he finished speaking, a head with half-black and half-white hair, eyes wide open in death, flew out and fell to the ground.

Leng Feibai stared intently and saw that the head with its eyes wide open was exactly the same as the one played by the actor who portrayed Ding Chunqiu in the 97 version of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. It must be Ding Chunqiu's head.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai waved his hand from a distance, directly taking the head on the ground into the Twelve-Story Tower.

"Thank you!"

Leng Feibai said helplessly, "I originally wanted to cause trouble for your Ming Cult, but since you killed Ding Chunqiu for me, I'll spare you this time. Don't bother me again!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai turned around and was about to leave.

At the same time, four people flew out from the crowd and surrounded Leng Feibai in a square formation.

Leng Feibai's gaze swept quickly over the four people.

A man dressed in white, carrying a long sword on his back, with a cold expression and sharp features, was like a drawn sword, exuding a sharp and intimidating aura.

A person wearing a mask of a ghostly being, his body shrouded in a black raincoat, made even his breathing barely audible;

A woman dressed in purple, tall and voluptuous, held an iron umbrella painted with purple vines in her hand and looked at me with a smile;

The last person was pale-faced, coughing intermittently, and exuded a chilling aura.

"Experts! The first three are at the level of Daoist He, and the last one is no less than Yun Zhilan and the others!"

As Leng Feibai finished speaking, he immediately said, "What, is living not good enough? Why do you have to be so eager to die!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai turned around and looked at the strongest person in the crowd, saying, "Sir, please state your name. I do not kill nameless people."

As he spoke, Leng Feibai simultaneously released the pressure of 40% of his true qi.

As soon as the pressure was released, the four people surrounding Leng Feibai swayed and couldn't help but take several steps back.

"How dare you! Get down on your knees!"

The long-bearded elder at the head of the group roared angrily, releasing a dark purple aura of true energy from his entire body as he charged directly at Leng Feibai.

The Ming Cult members beside the old man wore expressions of pain, and their gazes toward him became fearful.

"Um"

Leng Feibai was overjoyed, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. He hurriedly increased his true qi, took a step forward, and faced the old man's oppressive aura directly.

Seeing that Leng Feibai remained unfazed under his oppressive aura, the old man was secretly surprised. He immediately ordered, "Four Dharma Kings, listen to my command! Seize this brat. If necessary, kill him!"

At a command, the masked man and the white-faced man attacked simultaneously, one from the left and one from the right, at the same time.

The former moved like a ghostly phantom, quickly approaching Leng Feibai. A pair of pitch-black claws emerged from beneath his raincoat, reaching straight for Leng Feibai's shoulders.

The pale-faced man released a chilling aura from his palm, aiming straight for Leng Feibai's back.

Seeing this, Leng Feibai dared not be careless. He used less than half of his true qi to transform into a crimson yin-yang fish that surrounded him, instantly keeping the two men's attacks within three feet of him.

Seeing this, the woman holding the umbrella opened it and thrust it into the air. The umbrella surface emitted a series of mechanical sounds, and countless silver needles burst forth like a rain of pear blossoms, shooting towards Leng Feibai.

Surprisingly, the moment the silver needle touched the yin-yang symbol, it shattered it on the spot.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai instantly took a step forward. His Blazing Sun True Qi erupted and blossomed, transforming into a fiery tornado that swirled around him, turning all the silver needles into molten iron.

"impossible"

The woman in purple exclaimed, "My Seven Star Qi-Breaking Needles are specifically designed to break through protective qi. Even a high-ranking monk of the Ling generation from Shaolin cannot easily withstand them!"

"A hidden weapon specifically designed to break through protective qi, but unfortunately it can't penetrate my Fiery Cloud Iron Bucket!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, his fiery energy suddenly burst forth.

The masked man and the pale-faced man turned ashen-faced and hastily retreated, quickly dodging the bursting flames. Seeing this, the white-clad man wielding a sword also became solemn. He suddenly drew his sword, used his movement technique to turn around, and appeared in front of Leng Feibai, unleashing thirty-six consecutive sword strikes.

The extremely yin, cold, and evil sword energy transformed into a storm, rushing straight towards Leng Feibai to kill him.

Ozawa Sword

Leng Feibai suddenly pointed a finger, and pure Yang sword energy burst forth from his fingertip, directly meandering left and right in the sword energy storm, turning the sword energy storm into nothingness.

"Third brother, second brother, attack together!"

At the swordsman's command, the white-faced man and the masked man exchanged a glance, their hands forming sunflower shapes, each palm condensing a ball of blue and black true energy.

The swordsman's body shimmered with sword light, which then transformed into a nine-foot-long sword above him.

The next moment, the combined energy of the three men converged into a long sword, exuding a sinister and chilling aura, which slashed towards Leng Feibai.

"Humph"

Leng Feibai snorted coldly and slammed his foot down.

A crimson flaming longsword burst forth from the ground in that instant, exploding in mid-air and transforming into a sea of ​​fire that engulfed the sword.

The next moment, two fiery serpents suddenly emerged from the sea of ​​fire, piercing through the hearts of the masked man and the white-faced man, instantly turning them into two charred corpses.

"Ghost King, Ice King!"

Upon seeing the two men die tragically, a man holding a large knife next to the white-haired old man panicked.

Seeing his two brothers die tragically, the swordsman's face flashed with grief and indignation, and he leaped forward to kill Leng Feibai.

In an instant, the swordsman's sword path became illusory and unpredictable, as if ten thousand swords were unleashed from all directions, piercing towards Leng Feibai.

But in Leng Feibai's eyes, the man's swordsmanship was full of flaws.

Leng Feibai sidestepped the man's sword strike and pointed a finger directly at the man's brow.

One finger severs desire, hard to return to Peng Ying

"boom"

Before the man could react, an explosive burst of energy erupted from his head.

The man with the sword had his head explode like a rotten tomato. His body swayed stiffly in place for a moment before crashing to the ground.

"Sword King!"

The man with the knife hesitated again, then turned to the old man and said, "Master..."

Before the man could finish speaking, the old man said in a deep voice, "Dark King, step back. Leave this fellow to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man leaped out and landed directly in front of Leng Feibai.

The woman with the umbrella, looking panicked, closed it and retreated back into the crowd.

Leng Feibai looked at the old man in the black and red robe in front of him and asked calmly, "Now can you tell me who you really are?"

"I am Chai Yunpeng, the sixth leader of the Ming Cult!"

The old man's tone carried a hint of pride, "In the Later Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Chai Shizong was my great-great-grandfather!"

"You're actually a member of the Later Zhou royal family!"

Leng Feibai was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then burst into laughter, "Now I understand why the Ming Cult would meddle in the affairs of the Canal Gang. After all, you all have an irreconcilable feud with the Zhao family!"

As soon as Leng Feibai finished speaking, Chai Yunpeng's expression changed slightly. "You actually know about the Canal Gang? I heard that their three branches in Jiangnan were completely looted. Could it be that you were involved...?"

Leng Feibai didn't answer, but said directly, "Old Chai, I have important matters to attend to. I have no time to interfere in your affairs with the Zhao family, nor do I have any intention of doing anything to your Ming Cult. If you step aside now, I have no interest in fighting you!"

"presumptuous!"

Chai Yunpeng unleashed dark purple true energy once more, and with a sudden wave of his right hand, a dark purple energy blade flew out, heading straight for Leng Feibai's face.

Leng Feibai sidestepped, coldly staring at Chai Yunpeng. "He killed three Dharma Kings of my Ming Cult and seized our sect's most precious treasure, the Sacred Flame Token."

Chai Yunpeng said righteously, "You are doomed to die today, but if you hand over the Sacred Flame Token, I can grant you a complete corpse!"

"Good good!"

Leng Feibai laughed in anger, and with a flick of his hand, he immediately took the two Sacred Flame Tokens he had snatched from Guiyun Envoy and said, "Then let me see how many levels you've mastered with your Qiankun Great Shift!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai used the Sacred Flame Token as a sword, brandished the token, and charged at Chai Yunpeng.

Chai Yunpeng flew into a rage and raised his hand to strike out sixteen times. Sixteen blood-red palm prints mixed with dark purple true energy flew out and attacked Leng Feibai.

Each of these sixteen palm prints contains a highly corrosive Yin Fire True Qi. If it strikes an ordinary martial artist, it will instantly sever their meridians and cripple their martial arts. In severe cases, it can even cause the body to explode and die.

But Leng Feibai didn't care at all. He waved the token in his hand repeatedly and broke all of Chai Yunpeng's palm prints with a wave of his hand.

"His strength is indeed not bad!"

Leng Feibai thought to himself, "If I were here when I had just killed Li Yunqian, it would have taken a lot of effort to break his palm print so easily."

However, I don't recall the Ming Cult using such a method; it's definitely not a technique from the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth!

What Leng Feibai didn't know was that the martial arts Chai Yunpeng was using at this moment were not Ming Cult techniques.

Although he was the leader of the Ming Cult, he had little talent in the Ming Cult's supreme martial art, the Great Shift of the Universe.

He spent his entire life trying, but only managed to reach the third level.

The martial arts he is using now are those of Chai Guanglei, the ancestor of Chai Yunpeng and cousin of Chai Rong, who traveled to the Western Regions in his early years and came into contact with the Ming Cult, which was preaching among the Uyghurs.

Later, Chai Guanglei combined the Taoist concept of cultivating emptiness and nourishing life with the "Chejin Wanfa Genyuan Zhijing" (彻尽万法根源智经), one of the seven classics of the Ming Cult, to create a peerless mental technique called the Wanfa Genyuan Divine Skill.

In addition to internal energy cultivation techniques, this set of mental cultivation methods also includes Chai Guanglei's self-created Blood Handprint technique, as well as some prescriptions and poison preparation methods that he collected.

Later, after the Chenqiao Mutiny, Chai Guanglei received the news and immediately rushed back to the Central Plains to try to prevent the fall of the Later Zhou Dynasty.

But by the time he returned, Zhao Kuangyin had already successfully ascended the throne, and the members of the Chai clan had either died or submitted.

Unable to reverse the situation, Chai Guanglei returned to Huiyi in a fit of anger and officially joined the Ming Cult. Relying on his self-created unique skills, he seized the position of leader of the Ming Cult and waited for an opportunity to reclaim the world.

But even as Chai Guanglei died of old age, he never found an opportunity to reclaim the Chai family's rule.

Later, Zhao Guangyi killed Li Houzhu, and the Cao Gang was then wiped out by Song Zhenzong's troops.

Upon learning the news, Chai Guanglei's descendant, who was also Chai Yunpeng's father, immediately dispatched his trusted confidants to the Central Plains to bring the remnants of the Canal Gang to the Ming Cult's territory and use the Ming Cult's resources to help the Canal Gang restore its strength.

In reality, Chai Yunpeng planned to use the Grand Canal Gang as a springboard to allow the Ming Cult to take root smoothly in the Central Plains, and then secretly reclaim the Chai family's power.

But what Chai Yunpeng hadn't anticipated was that, although some members of the Ming Cult successfully established themselves in Jiangnan with the help of the Grand Canal Gang...
However, not long ago, a guy suddenly appeared, killed Guiyun Envoy, who was preaching the Ming Cult in Jiangnan, and stole two Sacred Flame Tokens that recorded the Ming Cult's unique skills.

Even worse, the guy who stole the token swaggered into Qingdi.

Chai Yunpeng immediately led the Ming Cult's elite troops to this place, first slaughtering all the Xingxiu Sect members in Xingxiu Sea, waiting for Leng Feibai to arrive so that he could seize the Sacred Flame Token.

Unexpectedly, Leng Feibai's strength was ridiculously high. Even when the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult joined forces, he managed to kill three of them.

(End of this chapter)