I was selling peach wood swords on a live stream, how did I become a Taoist ancestor?

now.

The valley was deathly silent, as if even the wind had frozen.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the eight arms that emerged from the black mist, a chill running down their spines.

Because these eight arms belong to the same body!

It was a tall, mummified corpse, draped in a tattered Taoist robe of the Celestial Master's Mansion. Its skin clung tightly to its bones, displaying a bluish-black metallic sheen. Below its shoulder blades on its back, six slightly shorter arms grew symmetrically, making a total of eight arms when combined with its original two arms. Each arm held a magical artifact that exuded an ominous aura.

"Eight-Armed Asura Technique... Zhang Xilin..."

Zhang Yunpu's voice was grave: "He actually...refined himself into this state!"

The Eight-Armed Asura Technique is a forbidden art of Longhu Mountain.

Legend has it that mastering this technique can grant the user eight arms, the ability to wield eight weapons, and a dramatic increase in combat power.

But the price is the loss of humanity, turning them into monsters who only know how to kill.

The predecessor who created this method eventually sealed it away because of its danger, strictly forbidding future generations from practicing it.

Five hundred years ago, Zhang Xilin secretly learned forbidden techniques, went mad from practicing them, and was suppressed and sealed here.

However, Zhang Yunpu never expected that during the five hundred years that Zhang Xilin was sealed, he actually managed to completely integrate this evil magic into himself, transforming it into the terrifying eight-armed evil spirit before him!

No wonder……

No wonder it was able to withstand the erosion of five hundred long years within the seal!

He even took advantage of the end of the Dharma era and the revival of spiritual energy to restore his strength to the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm!

"Senior brother, this..." Zhang Minghao, who was standing to the side, was pale and his voice was trembling.

President Qin, Lan Cailing, and Taoist Xuanming also looked extremely grim. The aura of this evil spirit was far more terrifying than they had anticipated! The dense malevolent energy alone made everyone feel breathless, as if they were in the deepest ocean.

And at this time.

An eight-armed evil spirit, or rather, Zhang Xilin, the traitor of the Celestial Master's Mansion five hundred years ago, slowly emerged from the black mist.

With each step it took, it left a scorched mark on the ground. The dense malevolent energy, like solid ink, flowed down from it, polluting everything in its path.

It took a greedy breath.

Despite being filled with foul and malevolent energy, it caused the withered skin on its face to twitch slightly, as if it were savoring an unparalleled delicacy.

"Hehehe... five hundred years..."

"Five hundred years have passed, and I said it back then... The great trends of heaven and earth are vast and unstoppable; though irreversible, they are not without solutions! Blindly adhering to old ways is a path to death!"

"Now... all my old friends have turned to dust, only I remain! Only I have witnessed this glorious era!"

Zhang Xilin's eight arms were slightly outstretched, as if to embrace the world tainted by its malevolent aura. "This proves... that my choice back then was not wrong! Those stubborn fools were the ones who were wrong!"

Before it could finish speaking, its scarlet eyes suddenly locked onto the Celestial Master Zhang Yunpu.

"You... are the current Celestial Master?"

"Now, I'll give you a chance."

Zhang Xilin raised one arm that was gripping the magic sword, the tip of which was pointed directly at Zhang Yunpu.

"Hand over the Celestial Master's Sword... and the Celestial Master's Seal."

"Today, I will spare your lives!"

The sound echoed through the valley, carrying an undeniable domineering and contemptuous tone.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunpu's chest heaved violently, not from fear, but from anger.

The Celestial Master's Sword and Seal are symbols of the Celestial Master's Mansion's thousand-year heritage and are also powerful instruments for suppressing destiny. How could evil spirits be allowed to covet them?!

He took a deep breath, his Celestial Master Sword pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Zhang Xilin! You have strayed from the righteous path, secretly practiced forbidden arts, and fallen into evil! Five hundred years ago, our ancestors failed to completely eradicate you; today, I will cleanse the sect!"

"Hahaha... Clean house?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xilin seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He waved all eight arms at once, his murderous aura soaring to the sky.

"You? A mere brat who barely broke through to the Void Refinement stage thanks to his family's influence? You dare to speak so arrogantly in front of me?"

"You fiend! Cease your arrogance!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yunpu had already moved!

He took a step forward, and golden light burst forth beneath his feet, conjuring a phantom golden lotus that propelled him forward at lightning speed. At the same time, the dim runes on the Celestial Master Sword lit up one after another!

"Attack together!" Xuanming Daoist shouted, his hands forming a new hand seal, "Big Dipper Subdues Demons, Lock!"

The seven command flags emitted a burst of light, and golden light shot out from the flags like chains, crisscrossing and transforming into a large golden net that descended upon Zhang Xilin!

Lan Cailing also made her move at the same time. Dozens of blue Gu worms that were poised to attack on the ground flapped their wings and flew up, like a blue poisonous dragon, attacking the evil spirit from the side.

Liu Zhenguo, Chen Jianguo, and other elite night watchmen also activated their magical artifacts or talismans. In an instant, lightning, fire talismans, and sword energy attacked Zhang Xilin from all directions!

However, faced with this overwhelming attack, Zhang Xilin only let out a disdainful sneer.

A worn-out copper bell in the hand of one of its arms swayed gently behind its back.

"bite……"

There was no crisp ringing, only a low, almost inaudible thud.

But this sound caused the golden chain net to tremble violently, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, and its light dimmed by three-tenths in an instant!

With his other arm gripping half of the magic sword, he seemingly casually swung it forward.

A jet-black sword aura tore through the air and struck Lan Cailing's Gu worm dragon with pinpoint accuracy.

puff!

The blue Gu worms seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, bursting apart and turning into puffs of blue poisonous mist, making it impossible for them to get close.

As for the attacks from the night watchmen, they were easily swallowed up by the thick black mist that automatically emanated from Zhang Xilin's body.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yunpu's Celestial Master Sword had already arrived!

A golden glint appeared at the tip of the sword, piercing straight towards Zhang Xilin's brow!

Seeing this, Zhang Xilin neither dodged nor avoided, but raised a withered arm and directly struck the blade of the Celestial Master Sword!

clang!

The moment the broken magical artifact made contact with the sword's edge, a piercing metallic scraping sound and sparks flew everywhere!

Zhang Yunpu felt a chilling, bone-piercing, and overwhelming force emanating from the sword, which made his tiger's mouth numb and his blood churn. He gritted his teeth and activated his true energy, causing the Celestial Master Sword to shine even brighter, attempting to sever Zhang Xilin's arm first.

But Zhang Xilin's other arm held a tattered whisk, which he swept horizontally toward Zhang Yunpu's face! The whisk's strands were already rotten, but the swing still brought with it an extremely sharp wind!

Zhang Yunpu retreated hastily, simultaneously forming a hand seal with his left hand and shouting, "The profound origin of heaven and earth, the root of all qi!"

A pale golden halo appeared on his body.

boom!

The whisk landed on the golden light with a muffled sound.

The golden light shook violently. Although it did not break, Zhang Yunpu was still shaken back several steps, and his face turned pale.

"Is that all you've got?"

"It seems that the Celestial Master's Mansion has not made any progress in the past five hundred years!"

Zhang Xilin sneered, and all eight of his arms moved in unison, grabbing, slapping, wielding magical weapons, or casting evil spells. His attack was like a storm, engulfing Zhang Yunpu.