Ten Directions Sword Master

Chapter 78 Magic Sword, Talisman Sword

"These thick-skinned, non-humanoid monsters are not suitable for me to deal with—unless my cultivation level improves and the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Technique can mobilize spiritual energy and possess the power of heaven and earth, then it will be easier."

Lu Li looked at the fallen corpse demon, and a wisp of silver light drifted out, which should be the so-called Yin virtue.

Wrapped around my wrist, it felt cool and light, and I couldn't feel any weight at all.

"One is already the limit; if two appear simultaneously, I can only flee in panic—in fact, I wouldn't have the energy to spare for anyone else during this process. But after a day, those examinees who dare to approach the Yin Pool should be mostly dead."

He didn't believe that there were many people like the lame beggar who had been virtuous for nine generations.

In that case, the Qingcheng Sect could simply appoint disciples directly; why go through all that trouble?

It is highly likely that such people are extremely rare, and they may not be able to awaken their past life wisdom. Therefore, it is better to use the great terror between life and death as a test.

His main competitors were the two people Wu Lianfeng mentioned: the descendant of the Sword Immortal and the top swordsman among the Eight Swords of Shu.

"But thinking about it again, if I can slay a corpse demon, does that mean I can handle the demons and humans in the Great Kang World as well? It's a pity I've exchanged all the seclusion talismans, otherwise I could have completed the follow-up quests of the Immortal Mirror and gotten two more rewards."

Lu Li leaned against the tree, regulated his inner energy, and closed his eyes.

With their ears now fully developed, no sound or movement within a ten-foot radius can escape their notice.

Furthermore, with the cicadas chirping in hand, one's mind is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding scenery around oneself.

It's like comprehensive, three-dimensional surveillance; that's how the ghoul was discovered earlier.

Time was of the essence, and his competitors were likely launching an attack on the ghouls, but he maintained his composure and didn't lose his composure.

They must be in peak condition before they will make another move.

As for the speed at which one accumulates good karma, aside from those exceptional individuals who have accumulated it over several lifetimes and possess profound fortune, he is confident that no one else can surpass him.

At worst, we can use all the treasures we obtained from the Nebula Palace.

Wang Qianya had a gloomy face, exuding an imposing aura without anger. His hair was jet black, and he showed no signs of old age.

He became famous after half a century, and was almost a generation younger than the other members of the Eight Swords of Shu.

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When he was young, he encountered a demon and almost lost his life on the spot, when a dazzling sword light flew over and took the dog demon's head.

Since then, becoming a sword immortal has been an indelible dream in my heart.

He sought immortality countless times throughout his life, only to be met with setbacks each time.

Until last year, when he heard that the immortal gates had opened wide and many ordinary people had joined the immortal sects, his desolate heart was revitalized.

After observing quietly for several months, worried that he would be squeezed out again, he mobilized his forces and searched through all the families in Yizhou City who claimed that their ancestors had received immortal blessings. He found two jade pendants, a string of pearls, and a jade slip, which were indeed related to immortals.

He carried everything with him, just to add a bit of luck to the Dharma.

Wang Qianya had found out very clearly that the Qingcheng Sect did not consider aptitude or physical constitution when recruiting members, nor did it care about ordinary martial arts skills. They only considered predestined relationships from previous lives and the accumulation of the five virtues.

Today, upon hearing the assessment content, I was overjoyed.

He had single-handedly killed a corpse demon. In terms of swordsmanship and combat strength, how many martial artists in Shu could compare with him?

The longsword in his hand was simple and unadorned, shrouded in a faint blue glow, with countless tiny whirlwinds flowing within its blade.

Before him appeared a ravine tens of feet wide, as if a huge sword light had descended from the sky, pulverizing the vegetation blocking his path.

On both sides of the ravine, there are scattered branches, leaves, and tree trunk fragments.

The most striking thing was the ghoul with only half a body left; the part that disappeared was directly shredded by the sword light.

Wang Qianya gently placed the longsword into its case, slung it over his shoulder again, and walked deeper into the forest.

This is a magic sword. The swordsman who killed the dog demon had a big hole in his chest and it fell into his backyard.

With his last ounce of strength, he swung his sword and beheaded the dog before passing out.

Wang Qianya guarded him for three days, but the young swordsman remained unconscious. Finally, he picked up a rock and smashed him to death, bit by bit.

That magic sword had been nourished by Wang Qianya's essence blood for nearly forty years, and it could be activated to some extent without using magic power.

A blood-stained letter revealed the young swordsman's identity: Ren Hemian, a disciple of Wudang.

My master has passed away. This is my first time descending the mountain to slay demons and monsters, and I also want to visit one of my master's closest friends.

fifth day.

Lu Li discovered that there weren't as many corpses near the Yin Pool as he had thought, or perhaps they were all hiding underwater.

He tried throwing a pebble into the pool, which startled dozens of corpse demon heads, scaring him so much that he ran away without looking back.

Fortunately, after his Vast Void Step improved, his explosive power increased greatly, allowing him to escape the water's edge before the Corpse Demon could react.

As a result, they wandered around for several days without seeing another ghoul.

"Is there a body?"

Lu Li took a new route and saw a headless corpse lying on the ground in the distance.

Upon closer inspection, the wound was smooth, and it was the only injury on his entire body.

It was clearly a case of candidates killing each other, not ghouls.

"Wu Lianfeng?"

The headless corpse was clutching a thin willow-leaf sword. Lu Li recognized it and examined it closely.

His physique and clothing were indeed those of Wu Lianfeng.

Unexpectedly, just a few days after they parted, this burly man had lost his life, dying on his journey to seek immortality.

"Wu Lianfeng is quite strong. From what he said, it's clear that he only fears a handful of people among the examinees. So—"

Lu Li was still deep in thought when a sword's cry exploded in his ears. The sword light appeared in the mirror of his mind a hundred feet away.

But before the thought even formed, the white light had already struck him, slashing towards his neck.

sizzle ————

A white light circled around his neck, making a screeching sound like glass rubbing together, before he was turned upside down.

The sword speed slowed down considerably, and it turned out to be a palm-sized talisman with a small silver sword drawn on it.

With a snap, the fish-dragon pendant at Lu Li's waist broke in two and shattered into powder.

The Fish-Dragon Pendant, capable of withstanding a single blow from the early stage of Spirit Refinement and three blows from the peak of Foundation Establishment, shattered instantly.

Without it, I would be like Wu Lianfeng, my body separated from my body.

"Someone is hiding in the shadows, launching a sneak attack with a talismanic sword—it's a celestial technique!"

Lu Li had just walked on the edge of death, but instead of being afraid, his mind became even clearer.

The talisman sword was shot from a distance of over a hundred feet; no matter how vigilant he was, he couldn't react in time.

Perhaps because the wielder was a mortal, the talisman sword's destructive power was only equivalent to a single strike in the early stage of the Divine Refinement realm, but its stealth and suddenness were enough to successfully assassinate an unsuspecting Divine Refinement cultivator.

Fortunately, the Fish-Dragon Pendant activates automatically as long as it is worn on the body; otherwise, it would be impossible for it to react in time.

The attacker must use the talisman sword to assassinate from a distance, and dares not appear openly. It is highly likely that this person is physically weak and relies entirely on this talisman sword.

The only chance to turn the tide is to close the distance and kill in close combat.

If you guess wrong, you will die.

He didn't have a second fish-dragon pendant to block another sword strike.

Rather than fleeing and entrusting his life to the attacker's ability to quickly wield the talisman sword, he preferred to let his own choice determine his fate.

Several thoughts raced through his mind in an instant, and Lu Li's body shot out like an arrow, closely following the talisman sword.

Ten zhang, thirty zhang, one hundred zhang —

The terrified face appeared before him, its expression panicked. It was biting its tongue, making hand seals and chanting incantations over the talisman sword.

The talisman not far away seemed to be affected, swaying and changing direction, aiming at Lu Li again.

However, the man was chanting incantations while spitting blood, and the talisman rose and fell, unable to transform into sword light and shoot out for a long time.

"go!"

Lu Li dared to guarantee that he had never before pushed the Vast Void Step to such its limit, his feet almost becoming blurry shadows.

Using the "Autumn Equinox" sword technique, he hurled the cicada's song with all his might. This precious weapon made no sound, leaving only a cold shadow.

Thanks to the speed and precision of the "Autumn Equinox," the throw, exceeding five zhang, hit the cicada's chirp without any deviation, striking precisely between the eyebrows.

The person made no response and fell straight down. The talisman, having lost its source of spiritual power, floated down and remained motionless.

You made the right bet!

Lu Li was panting heavily. His speed in striking out with his sword, which spanned a hundred feet, was faster than his opponent's ability to activate the talisman sword again.

Just as he had guessed, this person was not skilled in martial arts and, without the talisman sword, was no different from an ordinary person.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is the descendant of the sword immortal surnamed Shen that Wu Lianfeng mentioned. The talisman sword should have been passed down from his ancestors. That makes sense. After witnessing the power of the sword immortal and being determined to enter the immortal sect, he really wouldn't be interested in practicing martial arts anymore."

Lu Li pulled out the cicada chirp; it was still smooth and brand new.

The descendant of the deceased sword immortal had heavy dark circles under his eyes, as if his body had been hollowed out by wine and women.

Another possibility is that mortals, by wielding the magic sword, overdraw their vital energy and essence, resulting in this appearance.

In short, a major crisis has been averted.

There were already two strands of silver light on the man's wrist, but he couldn't remove them, and there were several packages lying around him.

It seems that after killing the two ghouls, he went into hiding and used his talisman sword to ambush the examinees from a distance, eliminating his competitors.

Lu Li's decisiveness saved his own life and indirectly killed a powerful opponent.

With the talisman sword in hand, who can match his speed in slaying corpse demons?

They also found a sword manual on the descendant of the sword immortal, which described the method of controlling the talisman sword.

But it's useless to outsiders. As stated at the beginning, it can only be refined with magic or by a direct descendant of a sword immortal who forges swords.

Stimulating it with essence and blood can also drive the talisman sword, but its power will be reduced to less than one-tenth.

"What a feat! In the hands of a sword immortal, it's almost equivalent to a single strike at the peak of the Divine Refinement stage—"

Lu Li was secretly alarmed. The level of the Qingcheng World was indeed high; even an unknown sword immortal could be comparable to the peak of the Divine Refinement stage.

Those formal disciples of immortal sects are all Dharma Body Grandmasters, aren't they?

The sword manual and the ordinary talisman sword, now devoid of its spiritual light and covered in dust, were carefully stored away and placed in the Nebula Hall. These must be top-grade treasures.

There is no limit to the number of times it can be used, but the conditions for its use are very strict: one must either cultivate magical power or possess the direct bloodline of the swordsmith.

Lu Li had a sudden inspiration and dipped the talisman in the blood of the descendant of the deceased sword immortal, but it remained unmoved.

It seems that this shortcut won't work; the essence blood needed for activation must come from a living person.

Having witnessed the power of the talisman sword, he began to understand that even a child in the Qingcheng world who is powerless can pose a deadly threat as long as he has a celestial artifact in his hand.

The main problem is that there seem to be too many magical items here.