Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 402 Once a Celestial Being Thought of Transmitting the Method

The Huangshan Patriarch raised his hand, and a spear appeared in his hand.

The spear shaft is made of thick, long, yellowish-white wood, topped with a large white tassel and a sword-shaped spearhead that is over a foot long.

Those who attain enlightenment through the techniques of the Treasure Refining lineage may be able to refine their divine weapons to the point where they can be stored within their bodies, if they then use medicinal formulas and internal energy cultivation to continuously refine them.

Although the Huangshan Patriarch was defeated, captured, and had his acupoints sealed and meridians locked, he was later locked in a well after returning.

But as long as he is alive, the gun is still on him, and he can use it once he is freed.

Zhang Tongxuan's eyes gleamed with a strange light: "The victory last time was indeed unfair, and I'm just about to have another taste!"

When the spear appeared, the Huangshan Patriarch held the end of the spear with one hand, the thick shaft pointing forward, and the spearhead slightly touching the ground. At this moment, he suddenly flicked it.

A spark flew from the stone slab on the ground.

The spear had split in two, piercing towards the insteps of Zhang Tongxuan's feet.

There was only a single spark, but two gunshots.

In the blink of an eye, a single shot can sometimes result in two kills, leaving no one able to tell whether it's real or not.

Zhang Tongxuan didn't care whether it was true or false; he simply retreated abruptly.

His shadow shifted out of thin air, the old vanished and the new was born; his true form had already retreated half a zhang.

Even if one attains enlightenment normally and can float in the air, it would be impossible to do so so quickly without being grounded.

This is the wonderful application of Qimen Dunjia.

By utilizing his mastery of Qimen Dunjia formations, he can continuously release traces of true energy while walking, sitting, or lying down, as if there are countless strands of energy connecting him to the mountains and rivers.

Like countless threads, they do not usually touch any physical object or interfere with the movement of anything, but at any time, he can choose which ones to tighten or pull according to his will.

At this moment, Zhang Tongxuan appeared to be retreating from the edge of the cliff.

In reality, he was pulled away by the cliff on the other side.

Seeing him retreat, the Huangshan Patriarch suddenly stomped his foot and stumbled.

boom! ! !
At this cliff edge, the rock and soil layers within a range and depth of several meters have all collapsed.

A large amount of gravel did not rush downwards, but instead flew forward smoothly.

It's as if a long, gravel road has been paved along the original broken bridge.

That was a real long road of "broken" stones.

There are no connecting points between the stones.

The shape of the entire road is actually fleeting.

The Huangshan Patriarch moved with lightning speed, traversing this fleeting long road, and charged out.

Zhang Tongxuan did not dodge to the left or right, but remained firmly in front of the Huangshan Patriarch, yet continued to retreat.

The heavy spear flashed in and out of sight, and among long weapons, the swiftness and efficiency unique to spearmanship were brought to life with an almost transcendent aura.

The spear technique of the Huangshan Patriarch was not like that used for fighting, but rather it was an expression of his soul and a depiction of his heart's blood.

Even if he is the center of attention and the target of criticism, he will still complete this work.

Even in the vast emptiness of the world, where there is no one and no one to accompany him, the heat on his gun remains undiminished.

A rustling sound arose from the grass, and a coiled, gray snake emerged. The flying serpent spread its wings and darted left and right, while a white python flipped over and lunged at your face.

The eel has a thorn on its waist, the scorpion brandishes its claws and squeezes into the crevices of rocks. Two venomous snakes flick their tongues, their bright red, mottled eyes dazzling…

This spear technique, supposedly created by Zhao Zilong, known as the Seven-Probe Snake Coil Spear, is actually just a basic spear technique used in the Changshan area.

Over two hundred years, spanning ten generations, this weapon has been popularized in the military, and probably tens of millions of people have practiced with it.

But in this world, there is only one Huangshan Patriarch, from whom the "Flying Smoke Divine Spear" was created.

When the snake-coiled spear was about to unleash its final move.

Zhang Tongxuan suddenly raised his right hand, placing his index finger upright in front of the spearhead.

The Huangshan Patriarch's spear suddenly stopped, and all his movements ceased.

Tens of thousands of fine threads emerged from all over his body, taut and straight, with the other end still hidden in the air.

It is unknown what the other ends of these threads are tied to.

His spear was heavily bound by silk threads.

Because the spear had to thrust forward with all its might, all the threads formed an angled shape.

Even on that tiny point at the tip of the spear, there were more than a dozen silk threads, taut and holding the spearhead in place.

The spearhead was only an inch away from Zhang Tongxuan's finger, yet it couldn't pierce through.

The Huangshan Patriarch's eyes and brows were being pulled taut by the silk threads, yet his hand inexplicably trembled.

With a tremor, a wisp of smoke pierced through the gun and disappeared.

These are strange energy threads that can bind even the soul, and can even intercept the true energy of demonic forces stored in light.

But it couldn't stop that wisp of smoke.

After seven explorations, the snake transformed into a dragon, and the true dragon vanished without a trace, turning into fleeting smoke.

There are no real dragons in the world, and there is nothing lighter than light.

That is why the true dragon can withstand countless imaginings, and why the transformative strike of the Flying Smoke Divine Spear seems lighter than light.

It is also more unrestrained than light that can only move straight or quickly.

Even Zhang Tongxuan's own fingers couldn't stop this wisp of pale yellow smoke.

That finger was merely a target deliberately set for the enemy.

If the goal is truly to target this finger, even with an unexpected killing move, at most only a section of the finger can be destroyed.

The smoke from Huangshan Patriarch's spear did not fool him; he still aimed straight for Zhang Tongxuan's head.

Zhang Tongxuan's pupils contracted slightly, his eyelids opened wider, and the smooth skin and seamless flesh on his forehead suddenly opened one eye as well.

Within this vertical eye, there seemed to be an utterly dark void, and at the center of that void floated an emerald-like pupil.

Concentric circles of green light burst forth wildly.

Master Huangshan felt as if his brain had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his ears were filled with a frantic buzzing sound.

The essence of that wisp of smoke ultimately originates from the gun owner's consciousness.

The moment the vertical eye opened, the flying smoke began to pause, twist, and dissipate.

The surrounding air wisps also twisted and collapsed.

The Huangshan Patriarch spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The long road formed by rubble was now in disarray and crumbling.

A hand reached out and grabbed the Huangshan Patriarch, keeping him suspended in mid-air.

Zhang Tongxuan used his right hand to pull the person out, and his left hand to cover his own forehead. After a while, he removed his hand, and his forehead had returned to normal without any abnormality.

He led his men to fly over the palace and land between eight deep wells.

The Taoist priests guarding the well were all clutching their chests, their faces pale and ashen.

"You were also affected by the scattering of the Taixu Heavenly Eye. Go to the alchemy room, take the cinnabar elixir mixed with goat milk and drink it. Use your internal energy to draw the strange energy into your abdomen. It will be absorbed by the cinnabar, condense into a ball, and you will be fine after vomiting it out."

Zhang Tongxuan gave an order, threw the Huangshan Patriarch into the well, and with a wave of his hand, the chains were put back on the Huangshan Patriarch.

When Chen Zhuangzhi arrived, he realized that something had gone wrong.

"It turns out that Huangshan, who was supposed to be free of worldly dust, was able to make me use the Taixu Heavenly Eye... No, it's because after he was defeated by me, his cultivation understanding deepened. These guys really shouldn't be underestimated."

Zhang Tongxuan, who hadn't used his Heavenly Eye in a long time, was reminded of something and turned to leave.

Not long after, he pushed open the door of a small temple.

There were no prayer mats, alchemy furnaces, statues of gods, calligraphy, or paintings in this hall.

There was only one table with a few stone slabs on it.

Chen Zhuangzhi followed over: "Just now..."

Zhang Tongxuan raised his hand, and Chen Zhuangzhi shut up. "Zhuangzhi, do you still remember the story of these stone slabs?"

Chen Zhuangzhi nodded.

Legend has it that long ago, a Taoist patriarch was practicing alchemy and comprehending the Dharma in Qingcheng Mountain when he suddenly encountered an immortal.

The immortal claimed to have come from a celestial cave and asked what year it was in the human world tonight.

After a conversation between the patriarch and the immortal, the patriarch was astonished to discover that the immortal was able to foresee the past and the future, even predicting events of future dynasties.

However, it seems that because the immortal revealed a heavenly secret, they suffered a calamity halfway through the conversation, and suddenly became listless and their magical power collapsed.

The patriarch only vaguely heard two last words; the immortal was now just an empty shell.

One of his two last words was: "That's enough. We are all living beings, and we also know virtue. We should also spread the Dharma here."

Another question is: "How long and how widespread will this storm in Youdu last?"

When the immortals perished, they left behind many stone slabs.

The Taoist master obtained these stone tablets, but could not comprehend many of their mysteries. Although he had a grand vision spanning thousands of years, he feared that revealing heavenly secrets would bring him misfortune.

He never revealed the prophecy about the next thousand years to outsiders, but he composed some extremely obscure and ambiguous songs and passed down the stories related to the stone tablet.

Unfortunately, the younger generation was useless, and the stone slabs were scattered.

Zhang Tongxuan's lineage, despite their best efforts, only preserved a few pieces that were relatively easy to understand.

It is related to the creation of mechanical devices, the refining of weapons and the production of medicine.

“Our lineage’s masters have tried to imitate the patterns on this stone slab using various methods such as carving and forging, but all they have produced are empty shells.”

"It wasn't until I reached the realm of enlightenment that I truly comprehended some of the secret techniques and created the Heavenly Eye of the Void."

Zhang Tongxuan's gaze was focused, tinged with a hint of infatuation, as he gently stroked the stone slab.

"Therefore, cultivation level is the key. I must be able to cultivate faster and stronger in order to unlock these creation techniques."

"One day, I will be able to understand how far these things can go and unravel this age-old mystery."

Chen Zhuangzhi said, "Disciple understands. After feeding the two newcomers medicine for a few more days, they will meet the standards to be used as human furnaces. When Master goes to that place to cultivate, he can borrow them to share the transformation."

"Ah."

Zhang Tongxuan said, "You have the ambition to conquer the world, but I have no interest in those things. Back then, when I spread the cultivation technique, tens of thousands of people participated, but it didn't make much of a difference to the technique."

"At that time I knew that there were too many fools in the world, and ten million fools were not as good as one capable person."

"But since you are willing to rule over those vulgar people, so be it. If even a small portion of these creations can be forged, it will certainly be enough for you to fulfill your wishes."

Chen Zhuangzhi nodded: "I will definitely give the order to select all the most talented people, screen them layer by layer, and send them to Master."

After using his Heavenly Eye, Zhang Tongxuan's somewhat fluctuating emotions calmed down. He simply nodded and said nothing more.

Bottom of the well.

The Huangshan Patriarch awoke slowly, too preoccupied to respond to his fellow inmates' messages.

He felt as if he could hear strange flesh and blood growing in his limbs and bones, and his skin was undulating slightly as a large amount of moss-like keratin grew.

If it were an ordinary person, the life force would probably be drained as soon as these abnormal flesh and blood began to grow, and such obvious changes would not be possible.

The Huangshan Patriarch possessed a powerful vitality, which allowed one to sense the obvious physical transformation that occurred when the body was out of control.

He lightly tapped his chest with his fingers, sealing several acupoints, but to no avail. He pondered deeply, then suddenly closed his eyes and focused his mind.

Shortly afterward, the unusual symptoms on the Huangshan Patriarch's body subsided.

"It turns out that it didn't directly affect my physical body, but rather through the intent of the gun, it caused my soul to almost deform and proliferate, and only then did it affect my body."

After he figured this out, he suddenly felt a little worried about what he had been planning.

"The message shouldn't have been sent."

"Xiao Liang is most skilled in sword intent. If he encounters this evil technique, he may be forced to unleash a sword strike with all his might, and then he will surely lose his life."

"However, I haven't finished using my Serpent Spear technique, so he might not be able to pinpoint my exact location..."

Denglai Mountain Collection.

The moonlight made the bamboo grove even more serene.

Chu Tianshu was observing the battlefield where the men in black had been.

Lu Yuande sat in a rattan chair, flipping through the Qing Sheng handscroll he had brought back.

“I am not only well-versed in Taoist classics, but I also claim to have read quite a few Buddhist scriptures. I really don’t understand his thoughts here.”

Lu Yuande closed the scroll. "It seems you can glean some insight from any scripture. Your talent far surpasses that of an ordinary old man like me."

Chu Tianshu turned around and casually said, "Talent and hobbies can be cultivated; it just depends on whether there is such an opportunity."

"My talent actually lies mainly in spiritual communication, ghost raising, exorcism, and soul control, but I have never learned how to raise ghosts since I was a child. Now I am more focused on the martial arts I love."

Back then, it was difficult for him to achieve both spiritual enlightenment and martial arts mastery at the same time.

Now, even without relying on tokens to understand, his learning of techniques and his ability to comprehend and associate have already surpassed his innate talent for communicating with spirits and commanding ghosts.

The biggest opportunity lies in the token itself, but the experience gained from interacting with various sectors is also crucial.

"Too."

Lu Yuande laughed and said, "Back then, I thought Shi Tou was dull-witted and only suitable for learning some external martial arts. But he was really kind-hearted, so I took him as my disciple."

"The more I taught him, the more I realized that this kid had some hidden talents."

Chu Tianshu walked over, grabbed the Qing Sheng handscroll, and smiled.

Is it genuine innate talent, or acquired through nurturing, following the right path, or simply the positive influence of being a teacher?

The most likely scenario is that all three are involved.

A sudden chill swept through the valley entrance.

Chu Tianshu turned his head in surprise: "Didn't you say you wanted to rest in Heze?"

"Maybe the retribution for my past laziness is coming back to haunt me these past few days."

Xiao Liang arrived suddenly, took a breath, and tossed a small token to Chu Tianshu.

"This is the Changshan Serpent Coil Token, something I gave to Old Man Huang before. He left it in his secluded meditation room. As soon as he starts using the Serpent Coil Spear, this token will be activated, and light and shadow will be transmitted from the spear's perspective."

"This method is extremely concealed, but because it is from the perspective of a long spear, it is quite inconvenient. It was originally just a toy I made, but I never thought it would be used today."

Chu Tianshu channeled a wisp of mental energy to activate the token, and sure enough, a beam of light and shadow was projected in front of him.

The light and shadow changed incredibly quickly, and it was only thanks to the experts present that we were able to make out the general shape.

It started with the ground, then the feet, then the neck, waist, and various other parts of the human body wrapped in Taoist robes.

Finally, there was a finger, with a few wisps of green light flashing by, and then the light and shadow ended there.

"you……"

Chu Tianshu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

This isn't just a long spear perspective, it's practically a spearhead perspective! Who can understand that?

However, the spearhead is the most dangerous and mysterious part of a spear. Only when the aura of this communication method is contained in this position can it be most concealed.

Xiao Liang said, "If he finishes using the Serpent Spear, his field of vision will expand, and he will be able to sense direction and provide guidance for a long time, but..."

But it was clearly not used up.

However, this interplay of light and shadow actually reveals quite a few clues.

Why didn't the Huangshan Patriarch perform a snake-coiled spear routine to establish communication before starting a battle?

This proves that he was under great pressure and was always close to strong opponents. His inexplicable dance only aroused suspicion.

Moreover, the enemy's everyday attire was a Taoist robe, which meant they were not just practicing Taoist techniques.

It's more likely that his public identity is that of a Taoist priest.

"Old Lu, take another look carefully, see if you can find any more clues..."

(End of this chapter)