Chinese comics: meticulously crafted from the goddess of Zhu Xian

The old man looked like the person who cleaned the ancestral temple of Qingyun Sect on a daily basis. His face was haggard and the wrinkles on his face were as deep as if they were cut by a knife.

Strangely enough, while Lin Jingyu was fighting with the Demon Cult members, he just stood quietly by and watched, neither running away nor speaking.

At this moment, he only glanced at the chest of Lin Jingyu who was walking towards him, and suddenly said indifferently: "'Li Ren Cone'! You are Zhou Yin, the assassin of the Demon Cult's Changsheng Hall, right?"

The four members of the Demon Cult froze in laughter. Seeing Shangguan Ce's expression suddenly turned cold, they said, "I didn't expect there would be a master here. Yes, I am Zhou Yin, and who are you?"

The withered old man did not answer him, but continued: "The Separation Awl was originally a rare treasure of the Demon Cult, and it was extremely powerful. But in the hands of a lowly person like you, it has become a tool for plotting against others. This is a disgrace to this rare treasure!"

Chapter 103: Ten Thousand Swords

Zhou Yin was furious, but he couldn't figure out the identity of this mysterious old man. He also saw that although he looked trembling, he spoke in a frightening tone. He couldn't help but feel uneasy and asked angrily, "Who are you?"

The old man sighed and said, "Who am I? Hehe, even I have forgotten who I am..."

When he spoke, his face was sad and his tone was full of desolation. Then he turned around and said to Lin Jingyu who was standing there in a daze: "Child."

Lin Jingyu was startled and said quickly, "Yes, senior."

The old man looked him up and down, as if smiling, and asked:

"Whose disciple are you?"

Lin Jingyu didn't know why, but at this moment he suddenly felt an indescribable awe towards this old man, and whispered, "I am a disciple of Taoist Cangsong of Longshou Peak..."

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly remembered that Taoist Cangsong had now betrayed Qingyun. An inexplicable feeling suddenly surged in his heart, and he felt a pang in his heart, and he couldn't continue speaking.

The old man nodded and whispered, "It's Cangsong! He has good taste in choosing disciples, hehe."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand tremblingly and grasped the dragon-slaying sword that was stuck upside down in the ground in front of him.

Lin Jingyu looked at his slow movements and suddenly felt nervous, as if he was expecting something in his heart, and he held his breath involuntarily.

Those withered and old hands must have gone through countless hardships. When they once again touched the hard and cold hilt of the sword, they gripped it tightly!

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of bells and tripods coming from the ancestral temple.

"Clang..."

Suddenly, the originally dim Dragon Slaying Sword suddenly emitted a green glow, and the blooming light was like the scorching sun in the sky, so dazzling that one could not look directly at it!

The old man slowly pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword. With every pull, the sword seemed to tremble in excitement. The dragon roared continuously, and the soul-stirring sound echoed and reached the sky.

The old man stood up straight, slowly placed the dragon-slaying sword with a bright green glow in front of him, and gently stroked it with his hand.

Those hands, calloused by the erosion of time, were as gentle as the caress of a beloved woman.

The Dragon Slaying Sword was whistling. Even though Lin Jingyu and the members of the Demon Cult were far away, they could feel the sudden spiritual excitement of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Lin Jingyu stared in astonishment at the almost unrecognizable Dragon-Slaying Sword, which was radiating an incomparable brilliance in the old man's hand.

After the withered old man grasped the magic sword, his whole appearance seemed to have changed. An invisible aura surged out, as if he was the legendary ancient sword god.

"Child, watch carefully. The Dragon-Slaying Sword is not used the way you are using it!" the old man said lightly in the surging green light.

As soon as he finished speaking, a green light suddenly burst out, and the entire open space was instantly covered in green, covering the sky and the earth.

With a sharp whistle, the Dragon-Slaying Sword flew out from the old man's hand, flashing like lightning and rushing out.

Seeing that the old man was so powerful, the members of the Demon Cult had been on guard for a long time. At this moment, they shouted and attacked with their magic weapons at the same time. Only Zhou Yin stood at the end, frowning, but did not make a move.

Those people used almost the same method they used to deal with Lin Jingyu just now. The flying swords rose up and the bone sword was about to launch a sneak attack, but unexpectedly, the old man ignored the yellow flying sword and the bone sword. The Dragon-Slaying Sword turned into a mountain-like pillar of light and attacked straight towards him like a tidal wave.

The demon cult member was horrified and tried to block, but with a crisp sound, the Dragon Slaying Sword cut the magic weapon in two like cutting ice and snow, and without any pause, it cut down on his head.

"Hiss..."

As Lin Jingyu stared in amazement and everyone looked terrified, the cult member was cut in half from head to toe, and blood rained down.

Almost without stopping, in the blood-stained sky, a green light that was almost like a devil rolled up and rushed towards the other two.

The flying sword and bone sword that were originally attacking the old man were now so frightened that they dared not attack anymore. They immediately flew backwards while quickly summoning their magic weapons.

However, the dragon-slaying sword was shining brightly and arrived in the blink of an eye, crashing into everyone's sight.

There was hardly even a scream as the two men were submerged in the green light. In a moment, there was a sudden sound of shattering. No one knew what happened to the two men.

Lin Jingyu was sweating profusely and almost lost his mind!

Zhou Yin, who was standing at the farthest point, suddenly felt his face turn pale. He knew that this old man was truly a terrifying master and that he was no match for him, so he immediately turned around and flew away.

Unexpectedly, the green light was like a tsunami, mixed with deep red blood, and it flew like lightning, chasing straight after him.

After all, Zhou Yin's Taoism was higher than the others. He shook his hand suddenly, and a black gas flashed. The green light in the sky actually paused in front of him.

The next moment, Zhou Yin suddenly lost color and said in a lost voice: "It's you! You are Wan...Jian...Yi"

As soon as the words fell, the mountain-like green light that filled the sky and earth suddenly overwhelmed the struggling black energy and chopped down on Zhou Yin's chest.

Zhou Yin let out a scream and was knocked far away, apparently dead.

In a short moment, all the people from the Demon Cult who were showing off their might just now were dead.

The sky was full of green light, which suddenly gathered onto the Dragon-Slaying Sword like a whale sucking water and flew back into the old man's hands.

Lin Jingyu opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't utter a word.

The old man shook his head slightly, as if he was sighing about something. Then he looked deeply at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand and threw it to Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingyu took it subconsciously, and heard the old man turn around and walk towards the ancestral temple, saying slowly:

"The Dragon Slaying Sword is made of the ten-thousand-year-old green crystal from the extremely bitter land of Southern Xinjiang. It has killed countless evildoers. To use this sword, you must move forward bravely and attack first. Even if you have not practiced enough, you must be determined to kill all the powerful enemies. Only in this way can you unleash its magical power. You must keep this in mind!"

Lin Jingyu was stunned, but when he saw the old man about to enter the ancestral temple, he suddenly realized and said anxiously: "Senior, today the Demon Cult has launched a large-scale attack on Qingyun. I beg you to take action..."

The old man paused for a moment, but did not turn around. He just said calmly, "The Qingyun Sect is full of experts, and the Sect Master Daoxuan is a rare genius. With him around, what is there to be afraid of?"

Lin Jingyu took a step forward and said sadly: "But, but the master has been seriously injured!"

The old man was obviously surprised, and turned around suddenly, asking: "Who is able to hurt Daoxuan?"

Lin Jingyu suddenly fell silent. He naturally knew the murderer, but when he was asked to say the name of Taoist Cangsong, he somehow felt sad, as if if he said it, he would be cut off from that person. He was speechless for a moment!

The old man then asked, "Where is Daoxuan? How is he now?"

Lin Jingyu said: "The head master was seriously injured, but for some unknown reason, he went into the Huanyue Cave Mansion."

“Illusionary Moon Cave!” The old man’s expression suddenly calmed down. He looked at Lin Jingyu for a while, but it seemed more like he was talking to himself. He sighed and said, “Qingyun Sect is a thousand-year-old sect. What are you afraid of?”

As he spoke, the old man slowly turned around again.

Lin Jingyu was shocked and asked in surprise: "Old senior, are you going to watch Qingyun fall into danger without saving him?"

The old man smiled with a sad tone, and said, "Young man, Qingyun Sect has been around for two thousand years. How can you know its inner strength? Don't worry."

Lin Jingyu didn't understand what was going on and was about to beg again when he suddenly felt the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, which had been quiet, suddenly become very hot, as if stimulated by something, and the green light lit up again.

Lin Jingyu looked at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand in astonishment, and suddenly felt something. He turned his head to look in the direction of the Fantasy Moon Cave, and saw a brilliant light rising into the sky between the mountain peaks, and the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand seemed to be facing that place, making a low sound.

"It's born, it's finally born!"

I don't know when the old man looked over there, his face full of vicissitudes and complex expressions, and he said in a low voice:

"My child, you are very lucky. You will soon be able to see the legendary ancient sword 'Zhu Xian'!"

The brilliant light from the direction of Huanyue Cave was becoming brighter and brighter, accompanied by a faint and low strange whistling sound.

The withered old man standing in front of the ancestral temple stared at the dazzling light in a daze, until Lin Jingyu asked him in amazement:

"Old senior, is that our Qingyun Sect's most precious treasure - the Ancient Sword Zhuxian?"

The old man nodded silently, and suddenly turned around, as if he didn't want to care about anything anymore, and whispered: "When Zhu Xian appears, and it is on Qingyun Mountain, with Daoxuan's cultivation, no one in the world can resist him. You go!"

By this time, half of his body had disappeared into the shadow of the ancestral hall.

Lin Jingyu suddenly felt reluctant and called out, "Senior!"

The old man paused, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly said, "If you are interested one day, you can find Daoxuan in private and tell him that the servant in the ancestral temple has been bored for more than a hundred years and now wants you to come here often to talk. Do you think he will agree?"

Lin Jingyu was stunned and asked curiously: "What?"

The old man did not answer him, and his whole body sank into the darkness.

Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked. In a moment, the beam of light seemed to become brighter and almost invisible. At the same time, he thought of the other people in Huanyue Cave, and immediately ran out.

Chapter 104: Ancient Sword Immortal Slaying

When Lin Jingyu returned to the fork in the road, he looked at the field, his body suddenly shook, and he immediately took a breath of cold air.

I saw Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi standing there at the three-way intersection, as if nothing had happened.

But what shocked him the most was that the open space around him was covered with blood. Even the branches and leaves of the trees nearby were covered with blood, as if it were hell.

Without waiting to ask what was going on.

At this moment, the strange whistling sound that had been echoing in a low voice from the direction of Huanyue Cave suddenly became louder and louder, shaking heaven and earth, and the light became even more brilliant.

In the halo, a figure slowly rose up. Taoist Master Daoxuan was bathed in the brilliant light. His right hand from the palm to the shoulder was surrounded by a dazzling and hot white light. It was impossible to see clearly what he was holding.

Although he was seriously injured and unable to fly just now, he did not show any damage at this moment. It was as if the appearance of the ancient sword Zhu Xian completely replenished his physical energy.

Taoist Master Daoxuan was wearing a dark green Taoist robe that fluttered in the light column. Even his face was reflected by the bright white light at hand and looked particularly pale.

And he seemed to have not noticed Lin Jingyu, Ling Yi, Lu Xueqi and others under him, and flew directly towards the Yuqing Palace in the front mountain.

Lin Jingyu was stunned. This ancient sword of Zhu Xian had not been used yet, but its momentum was already so great. He wondered how powerful it would be if it was used.

It was Ling Yi. Lu Xueqi was also stunned for a moment when she looked at him.

Then he came to his senses, and Ling Yi pulled Lu Xueqi to chase towards the mountain.

From the time when Taoist Master Daoxuan passed away until now, the battle between good and evil centered on the Jade Purity Palace in the front mountain of Qingyun Mountain has become extremely brutal.

Going back to more than a hundred years ago, also at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the three major sects of the righteous path, Qingyun Sect, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxiang Valley, worked together to deal with the Demon Sect and won in one fell swoop.

But now no one is here in Fenxiang Valley, and the masters of Tianyin Temple, including the abbot Puhong, were injured by the people of the Demon Cult who pretended to be the disciples of Fenxiang Valley. Now, except for Pukong and Fashang, Qingyun Sect is almost the only one supporting the sect.

However, Qingyun Sect, a famous and powerful sect with a history of 2,000 years, has finally made its profound heritage known to people today.

It goes without saying that the abbots such as Tian Buyi, Shang Zhengliang, and Zeng Shuchang, as well as a dozen white-haired elders from the other seven sects, joined in the attack. Together with Pukong and Fashang from Tianyin Temple, the masters of the Demon Sect tried their best to attack and had the upper hand, but they were still unable to defeat them.

Nearly dozens of the world's top Taoist masters were fighting fiercely in this battle. Even the Jade Purity Palace, which was reinforced with immortal Taoist magic, could not withstand the impact of countless flying and galloping magic weapons. The huge roof collapsed and dust filled the air.

Everyone was shocked and flew up, fighting from the ground to the sky. The larger the space, the better they could display their skills.

But I saw the sky full of shining lights, dozens of battle groups flashing in the sky, with sharp rays shining, and from time to time they whistled past like meteors!

The top of Qingyun Mountain seemed to be submerged in the brilliant light of countless magical weapons.

The Demon Cult used up all of their countless strange and bizarre magic weapons, while in the Qingyun Sect, most of the elders used magic swords. But in the hands of these elders who had cultivated the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the Shangqing realm, the light of the magic swords was endless and ever-changing. If the Demon Cult had not had so many masters, I'm afraid they might not have been at a disadvantage.

However, although Tian Buyi and others could still hold on, the situation of the ordinary Qingyun disciples under their feet was precarious.

The Demon Cult had made careful arrangements before its massive attack, especially the Ghost King had made detailed arrangements.

Therefore, when dealing with the Qingyun disciples, according to Taoist Cangsong's report, they ambushed masters and launched a sudden attack, which really had a miraculous effect. The Qingyun disciples were thrown into chaos and suffered countless casualties.

It's just that the ghost king didn't expect one thing, and that was the mountain guardian spirit beast of Qingyunmen——Shui Qilin.

Ever since Patriarch Qingye passed away a thousand years ago, the Water Qilin has been living freely in the Bishuitan Pond and has never really shown its power. Even during the great battle between good and evil at the foot of Qingyun Mountain a hundred years ago, the Water Qilin did not come down the mountain to participate in the battle. Therefore, this generation of Qingyun Sect members, including Taoist Cangsong, have no idea how powerful the Water Qilin is.

But after being awakened by the fight between the Demon Cult and Qingyun disciples, the Water Qilin, as the guardian beast of the mountain, naturally became furious and attacked.

This sudden change almost completely changed the situation.

The Water Qilin was seen standing in the turbulent green water of the pond, with the entire pond water spinning rapidly around the giant beast. Dozens of water columns, each as big as a person's arms, were controlled by the spiritual power of the thousand-year-old spiritual beast from the side of the Water Qilin. In between, there were faint traces of the resentful spirits that had been devoured by the Water Qilin in the past, attacking the demon cultists from all sides.

At first, the members of the Demon Cult did not take the strange beast seriously and surrounded it. However, they were defeated as soon as it came into contact with the water column. The power of the Water Qilin was extremely great. In a moment, seven or eight people were killed by the water column, and another seven or eight were trapped and killed by the resentful spirits in the water. The members of the Demon Cult were terrified and fled in all directions, while the disciples of Qingyun were greatly encouraged.

After a while, the situation had alarmed the four great leaders of the Demon Cult who were still in the Yuqing Palace. They first sent down several masters, and finally even the Three Wonderful Fairies and the Poison God came down one after another. Only then did they stabilize the situation and gradually trap the Water Qilin.

The Three Wonderful Fairies and the Poison God are both the leaders of one of the four major sects. They have extraordinary status and their Taoism is naturally far superior to that of other masters of the magic sect.

After the two of them left the stage, Fairy Sanmiao used a soft white silk thread that was hard to be seen with the naked eye. She danced gently, as if weaving an invisible net. The Water Kirin controlled the water columns to collide with it several times, and was extremely powerful, but was blocked by the soft and invisible net and was cut into nothingness.

As for the Poison God, he watched the fierce fight between the Water Qilin and the Three Wonderful Fairies for a while and nodded. He took out a half-foot long knife with clear light flowing from his arms and held it in his right hand. In his left hand, he held a jade bottle and pulled out the cork, but he didn't know what was inside.

After a moment, as if the Poison God had already activated his mental power, the small knife suddenly shone brightly and emitted a sharp edge forward. The Poison God swung it lightly, and immediately cut off the water column closest to him like cutting tofu. Then he quickly raised his left hand, and some blue powder in the air fell to the place where the water column had just risen.

The water unicorn seemed to sense something. It turned around and roared angrily. The pool of water made a loud noise and an even bigger column of water rose from the original place and attacked the Poison God directly.

The Poison God remained calm, and after just a moment, the Water Qilin suddenly roared loudly, and the water column attacking the Poison God suddenly broke apart and fell back into the pool. The water in the nearby pool had turned into a dark blue color.

In this way, the Poison God cut and sprayed poison at the same time. In a blink of an eye, about half of the water column controlled by the Water Qilin was destroyed by him. On the other side, Fairy Sanmiao stood expressionless, using the secret "Entwined Silk" of the Hehuan Sect to tightly trap the water column attacking from the Water Qilin.