Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 36 One after another
"Senior Deng, is it worth it?" Yang Da couldn't help asking.

"Confucius said: 'If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening!' It's not worth the worldly fame." Deng Ming said calmly without any embarrassment on his face:
"Besides, when you step on the road, you will break with the past. Don't be a new life, why cling to the past."

Yang Da was silent, thinking of his three brothers back then, their reputation in the Jianghu was rising day by day, and their reputation was boundless. Didn't they abandon everything and go through life and death just to be able to embark on the immortal journey.

If before meeting the drunk Taoist, someone came to show his spells and said to accept him as a disciple, would he care about the other party's identity, status, good and evil?
Meng Qiu sighed: "Senior, your heart to seek the Tao is admirable, but you are only two points against us, and I will not show mercy."

"It's rare to live in the seventies. At my age, I can already be called an old thief." Deng Ming looked at it very openly, and said:

"A few years before death, I can embark on the practice, knowing that the road ahead will not stop, what is there to be dissatisfied with? I don't need fellow Taoists to be merciful."

Meng Qiu didn't speak, just bowed his hands, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

I despise and admire Deng Ming at the same time.Despise him for his age, and he will not be safe at the end of the year; admire him for his determination to seek the Tao, and his old age.

I admire and despise Mrs. Mao at the same time.Admire him for not forgetting to support his mentor once he attains the Tao; despise him for obviously having a better way, so he has to make such an arrangement.

Mao Tai didn't care about these things.Ever since he had some achievements in cultivating immortals, he consciously divided monks and mortals into two species.

For accepting his former master Deng Ming as an apprentice, he didn't think it was a kindness, nor an insult, it was just a handout from above.

Seeing the silence on the other side, he was a little impatient, and said: "The three of Huashan School's Daoyou Cao and Yu Daoyou have already started fighting swords. Yang Daoyou, let's not delay, please!"

As soon as Mrs. Mao used the Chiyin sword, it was as if a signal had been sent, and everyone moved their hands together.

The two sides divided into four roads, occupying four places in the forest, east, west, north, south.

The Xiangshui Five Heroes and the Hengshan five are in the north; Yang Da and Mao Tai go east; the south is reserved for Chu Mingqiu and the Huashan faction Cao Fei and Yu Cigu.

Meng Qiu circled the flying sword and surrounded Deng Ming, Su Lian, the girl of flowers, Liu Yanniang, the nine-tailed celestial fox, Xu Long, the three bandits of Xichuan, the five flower leopards Xu Long, Yao Suxiu, the flower Taoist, and Yao Yuan, the dummy, to occupy the west.

Sword lights rose from all directions, soaring to the sky, covering even the brilliance of the stars.The sword light was everywhere, and the trees fell like straw under the sickle, and the sound of crackling continued.

Those birds and beasts had been oppressed by the momentum long after the crowd had arrived, and fled without a trace.

The other three places were evenly matched or even slightly weaker. Meng Qiu knew that his side was the winner of the sword fight tonight, so he shot extremely sharply. The flying sword went straight to Deng Ming, attacking the weakest part of the opponent first.

Although he had some admiration for Deng Ming, but in the struggle of life and death, there was no room for sympathy.

The other five people were very selfish, but they also understood the reason why their lips were dead and their teeth were cold. At the same time, they released the magic weapon of flying swords and came to intercept them.

In Xu Long's hand was a medicine shovel, glowing green.The cloth pocket in Yao Suxiu's hand looked plain, but when it was activated with magic power, it glowed pink inside and out.Yao Yuan's magic weapon is the most serious, it is a futon made of hemp, which looks like jade.

Su Lian and Liu Yanniang, while urging the flying sword to wind around, kept saying "what's the hurry, little brother" and so on.

The flying swords and magic weapons on both sides showed their magic lights, collided in mid-air, and with a whistling, they overflowed with force, and slammed into the surrounding area, as if a tornado passed by, and the big tree hugged by them was also uprooted.

It spread to a hundred feet away, and it was still like a strong wind passing through, making the treetops rattle and the branches twitching.

After one blow, Meng Qiu used Feijian to fight with the enemy for more than a dozen rounds, and estimated the opponent's strength.

These five people are all in the realm of Qi training, and none of them are superior. They just rely on magic weapons and spiritual knowledge to track them and form a team to fight against them.

The flying swords of the two female cultivators are the most powerful. Their mana seems to be profound, but it is not condensed enough. They must have taken a lot of elixirs that boost mana, but they have not been polished.His swordsmanship is even worse, he can only go straight.

As for the other three people, they have nothing to say about their magic weapons, and they don't know where they got the courage to get involved in the sword fight between Zui Taoist and Fa Yuan.

Meng Qiu had a certain idea in his mind, and when he was about to drag the flying sword back a little, some of the five chased after him while others hesitated, as expected they couldn't unify and showed their flaws.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he transmitted mana from a distance, and Feijian suddenly increased his speed by three points, piercing through the gap in the enemy's defense, and heading straight for Deng Ming.Even if the other party did nothing, it was still the first enemy he wanted to cut off.

The other five were unable to chase after them. Xu Long was a hunter and reacted the fastest. With one finger of the medicine shovel, it turned into a green light and went straight to Meng Qiu, who was more than ten meters away, in an attempt to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao.

But Meng Qiu was unmoved, and still controlled the flying sword to move forward.

Deng Ming sighed, but did not activate the protective magic light, but poured all the mana from his body into the wooden fish in his hand.

With a sound of "dong", the wooden fish vibrated without a hammer, and the sound waves converged into a bunch, heading towards the flying sword.

At this juncture, he also understood that he couldn't defend by himself alone. He had to hold off the opponent for a moment so that his partner Xu Long's medicine shovel could attack him, and he would have a chance of survival.

It's a pity that he had a good idea, but he miscalculated the strength gap between the two sides.Feijian didn't stop at all, it went straight through the sound wave, and then passed through his chest.

"Ah!" Deng Ming sighed again, made a hammer with his fingers, and hit the wooden fish with a crisp sound, and passed away.

Meng Qiu killed one person in the blink of an eye, and with the speed of flying swords, it was still too late to return to defense.

But he turned a blind eye to the medicine shovel that was approaching, and only drove the flying sword back to kill Yao Suxiu, the flower Taoist.

The man panicked and shouted: "Fellow Taoists, save me!" He quickly shook off the cloth pocket, covered himself in it, turned into a cloud of powder mist, and backed away.

The two flying swords of Su Lian and Liu Yanniang rushed over and blocked them.

But there was only a ray of earthy yellow light, like a fish swimming through the gap, piercing through it, plunged into the powder mist, with a puff sound, like a bubble burst, and the mist immediately dissipated.

The medicine shovel finally reached in front of Meng Qiu, he didn't panic, he activated his mana, a white cloud rose up, lifted it up, held the magic weapon, then stretched out his hand to grab it, and picked it up.

Xu Long was startled, desperately mobilizing his mana, but the medicine shovel was in the opponent's hand, motionless.

In the next moment, without hesitation, he gave up the magic weapon, turned around and fled, and shouted at the same time: "I always said that you should not covet and wish to enter the Wutai faction, you must be brave.

Fellow Daoist Meng, it was the fake monk Yao Yuan who dragged us here, I don’t want the magic weapon, please… you… spare… my… life…"

Xu Long was running towards the outside of the forest using his magical skills, when suddenly a familiar headless body appeared in front of him, faster than him, and disappeared behind the big tree in the blink of an eye.

His thinking was suddenly sluggish, and he spit out the last sentence word by word, and then he felt a sense of falling, and his eyes went dark.

(End of this chapter)