Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 44 White-browed Sword Immortal
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, the middle-aged Taoist became angry with embarrassment. He took out a three-inch long jade sword from his arms and made a gesture of crushing it.

Seeing this, the little Taoist was startled and said, "Master, is this the sword intent of the Patriarch?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, and then gently pinched a crack, and suddenly the terrifying sword intent permeated, pouring down like a nine-day galaxy.

The fish intestine sword in Li Daoxuan's hand was trembling, as if expressing fear?

Not only Yuchangjian, but even Li Daoxuan himself felt the illusion that his physical body seemed to be torn apart.

What a terrible sword intent!

In comparison, the sword intent of the middle-aged Taoist priest just now is nothing to mention.

"Give me back the Chixia sword, otherwise the poor will crush this jade sword. It contains a sword intent hidden by my ancestor of the Longevity Palace. With your cultivation in the early days of Bigu, no matter how many magic treasures you have, you will never be able to stop it." !"

This jade sword was originally a life-saving thing given to him by the patriarch, and it was his last trump card, but he never expected to be forced out by a young Taoist priest in the early stage of Bigu.

The patriarch once warned that the jade sword should not be used unless it is absolutely necessary, but now the middle-aged Taoist doesn't care so much, the Chixia sword is his lifeblood, and he must not lose it!
"Hehe, threatening me?"

Li Daoxuan slowly took off the oiled paper umbrella tied to his back.

He didn't want to rely too much on Sister Yu's strength, making it difficult to become a real strong man, so in the previous battle, he tied the oil-paper umbrella to his back on purpose.

"Do you think you are the only one who has a master?"

Li Daoxuan opened the oil-paper umbrella, and the next moment, the surrounding moonlight suddenly dimmed, and the bright moon was shrouded in dark clouds, and a strong yin energy floated between the sky and the earth.

The wind howled all around, as if he had come to the underworld all of a sudden.

Wearing a gorgeous wedding dress fluttering, she held an oil-paper umbrella, stepped on embroidered shoes, her blue hair fluttered in the wind like a waterfall, and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest with those eyes that contained no trace of emotion.

The complexion of the middle-aged Taoist changed drastically, and just being glanced at by Chen Ziyu, the mana in his body was surging, and his whole body was chilling.

Scarlet Ghost!

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist scolded his mother in his heart, this is a red-clothed ghost equivalent to the Yin God Realm!

Are the Taoist priests in Longhushan mentally ill?The majestic red-clothed ghost actually gave it to a disciple who was in the early stage of bigu?

Even in a big sect like Maoshan, red-clothed ghosts are hard to come by. If they are in some small sects, they may be regarded as the treasure of the town sect!

"Who is it?"

The middle-aged Taoist stared closely at Li Daoxuan with fear.

Being able to use thunder techniques and possessing a red-clothed ghost, although the other party's cultivation base is not high, his status in Longhu Mountain may not be easy.

Li Daoxuan was also a little jealous of the jade sword, and said lightly: "Listen well, Pindao is the ninth generation direct disciple of Longhu Mountain, Li Feiyu!"

Direct disciple!

There was a hint of understanding in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Sure enough, the identity of the other party was not simple.

He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Li Feiyu, Pindao remembers you, and I will go to Longhu Mountain to seek justice in the future!"

After finishing speaking, he took the little Taoist priest and turned to leave.

Although losing the Scarlet Cloud Sword made him extremely heartbroken, but the appearance of the red-clothed ghost made him have to swallow his anger. He was not sure that the patriarch's sword intent could kill the red-clothed ghost.

Looking at the two people going away, Chen Ziyu's hair fluttered and rose with the wind, ready to pursue.

A hand rested on her wrist.

"Sister Yu, let them go."

Li Daoxuan shook his head, putting away the killing intent in his heart.

Just like the reason why the middle-aged Taoist priest left, Li Daoxuan was not sure that Sister Yu could block the jade sword, and even if she blocked it, she might be injured.

Master once said that Xu Qingxuan, the contemporary Patriarch of the Longevity Palace, is an existence with half a foot in the Yang God Realm, with profound cultivation and unparalleled sword intent.

The sword intent he created cannot be underestimated.

Li Daoxuan didn't want to gamble. To him, Sister Yu was not a magic weapon or prop, but his friend.

Chen Ziyu seemed to feel his thoughts, looked sideways slightly, but said nothing, turned into a wisp of green smoke and escaped into the umbrella again.

……

The middle-aged Taoist priest ran all the way with his apprentice, wanting to get to Yuzhang City as soon as possible.

For some reason, he was inexplicably anxious, and his mood was muddled and blocked, as if something terrible was about to happen.

A cultivator's perception is very keen, he suspected that the kid didn't intend to let him go, so he wanted to enter Yuzhang City as soon as possible.

That empress once made a rule that once she enters Yuzhang City, no matter what grievances or old enmities there are, she cannot fight with her hands, otherwise she will invite her to "drink tea" in the Qingming Realm.

More than ten years ago, two yin gods with strong mana attacked the city, but they disappeared the next day. Later, someone entered the Qingming Realm and saw them "drinking tea" inside.

When the tea is poured into the belly, three parts will be turned into boiling oil, the five viscera will be cooked, and the remaining seven parts will be turned into swords, which will be pierced through the intestines...

After running for an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't have much mana left in his body. He stopped and meditated cross-legged with his apprentice to recover his mana.

In order to prevent being harassed by wild animals, he also found some branches to light a fire.

The gathering of flames and even yang energy can also drive away lonely ghosts wandering at night.

A moment later, the two people who were immersed in breath-adjusting meditation didn't notice that the fire suddenly jumped, and a huge and distorted shadow appeared behind them.

……

After half an hour.

After Li Daoxuan adjusted his breath, he continued to rush towards Yuzhang City.

Suddenly, the Yugu sword on his waist clanked in its sheath, as if he had been inspired by something.

Clang!
Li Daoxuan seemed to hear the ear-piercing sound of a sword, and saw a heaven-penetrating sword in a trance.

boom!
A loud noise came, stirring up many sleeping birds and beasts.

Li Daoxuan stared blankly into the distance, the scene just now was not an illusion, because Cuiwei Mountain... collapsed!
I saw that Cuiwei Mountain, which he had just walked not long ago, was cut in half by a sword, and the sword energy rushed to the sky.

Li Daoxuan knew that it was the middle-aged Taoist who crushed the jade sword and used the sword intent of the ancestor.

"This is the existence close to the Yangshen realm..."

Li Daoxuan was extremely astonished. He had such terrifying strength just half of his foot stepped into the Yang God Realm?

Break the mountain with one sword!
Sure enough, he is worthy of being the best swordsman in the world, a Daoist real person known as the White-browed Sword Immortal!

At the same time, Li Daoxuan also knew that the middle-aged Taoist priest might have encountered some danger.

Sure enough, the next moment, the frightened voice of the middle-aged Taoist sounded, echoing in the mountains and forests.

"Li Feiyu...I hate it!"

The voice was full of resentment and unwillingness, and finally stopped abruptly, without any movement.

Li Daoxuan's body trembled, he knew that the guy must be cold, but why did he call Li Feiyu in the end?

But this is not important anymore, Li Daoxuan only knows that after the opponent used the Patriarch's Sword Intent, he still failed to survive the crisis!

Run away, run away!
At this moment, Li Daoxuan's hair stood on end, and he used all his strength to run the technique of shrinking the earth, and ran frantically in the direction of Yuzhang City...

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