Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 46

It seemed that God also wanted to make this sword fight perfect, and on the afternoon of the third day, a heavy snowfall arrived as scheduled.

Pieces of goose feathers fell down, stacked on the ground layer by layer, and after one night, it was more than a foot thick.The mountains, villages, roads, and lakes are all plain white.

Zui Taoist and his party arrived early on the top of the barren hill between Daijiachang and Chen Wei. After waiting for half an hour, dozens of sword lights flew over.

The two sides were separated by tens of zhang, Fa Yuan walked out of the crowd and said: "Drunk man, it is in vain for you to call yourself the number one orthodox sect in Emei, you have no shame, you have the courage to do things that bully the small, but you dare not admit it, and you have repeatedly messed around.

Now there is a real person of Ji Le who has issued an order to tell you and me to fight swords to distinguish right from wrong.If you lose today, I think the Emei faction has nothing to argue about. "

He attributed what the drunk Taoist did to the Emei faction, intending to splash sewage, obviously with sinister intentions.

And in the words, full of confidence, thinking that the army is strong and the horse is strong, and the victory is sure, so he moved out the old man who was negotiating peace with him.

Knowing that it was this senior who participated, no matter the enemy or us, everyone who has heard of this name has a serious look on their faces.

Master Li Jingxu of Bliss, was originally the originator of the Qingcheng sect of the previous generation, and his practice of Taoism was before Master Changmei, the ancestor of Emei.

Just because he took in two wrong apprentices, he acted recklessly, made a big mistake, and was disheartened. Since then, he had no intention of accepting disciples to preach, left Qingcheng, and retired to the Wuyou Cave in Changchun Rock, Xiongshiling, South Yunnan to quietly attend Xuanzong.

This senior's meritorious contribution to good fortune is already in the realm of a celestial being, and his cultivation is unbelievably high.If it wasn't for the fact that there is no suitable successor for his unique knowledge, so he stayed in the human world, otherwise he would have already ascended to the spiritual sky and heaven.

The current Qingcheng faction was established by Jiang Shu, the real master of Fu Mo, and Zhu Mei, one of the elders of Songshan, the elder brother, after the senior master left.

As a disciple of Qingcheng, Chen Taizhen's heart suddenly jumped, and he said softly: "Friend drunk, the conflict between you and Fa Yuan is just a trivial matter, why did it attract this senior's attention?"

The drunk Taoist hurriedly said: "You don't need to worry, Daoist Chen, this matter is just a coincidence. That day, Fa Yuanyue and I fought in Shouyang Mountain, and the fight ignited a real fire, destroying a forest.

Master Ji Le just happened to be out to visit friends and passed by, and reprimanded us for not destroying the place where Boyi and Shu Qi died, asked why, and did not stop us from fighting privately, so he set the rules for this sword fight. "

No matter the enemy or the enemy, they can understand clearly, so they are relieved.If out of loyalty and good intentions to help, but it offends Master Ji Le, then everyone will naturally have to consider it carefully.

After the drunk Taoist said this, he said to Fa Yuan: "Since you are willing to abide by the rules set by Master Ji Le, that's the best, otherwise I really dare not agree to this sword fight.

The reason for this sword fight is that your disciple didn't abide by the rules of a cultivator, and because of learning a little magic, he went to the rivers and lakes to commit crimes.However, his skills were not as good as others, and he died at the hands of mortals.

As a result, the younger ones died and the older ones came, you villain, you have no shame, you go to your door, if you don't win the fight, you want to hurt people with flying swords.

I couldn't see it, and I shot him away. I didn't do anything to him in the first place, so I expected nothing to happen.Who knew that old people would come back after leaving, you monstrous monk, you don't distinguish between black and white, and you insist on standing out.

I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid that after you lose, you will go back to sue Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch and come to Emei to pester you. "

French is at a loss for words, he was born in a great religion, so he needs to save some face.If it is repeatedly entangled with the drunk Taoist bullying the small, then Maotai uses magic to deal with ordinary people, so it is not the same.

He immediately gave up his verbal bargaining, and said: "Huh, let you argue, the truth is only in the sword. After today's battle, what can you say?"

"Hahahaha!" The drunk Taoist laughed loudly: "It's already like this, why bother talking nonsense. Come on, I two are half masters, so don't waste the time of fellow Taoists!"

After finishing speaking, he released the flying sword, circled around, and fell into the midair with a clear light.

This flying sword is called Yuyun, but he spent a lot of time refining it according to the magic method passed down by his master Changmei Zhenren, so the sword light is not among the flying swords like gold, white, blue and yellow.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, I will fulfill you." Fa Yuan also flew a red line in his hand, and attacked the drunk Taoist flying sword, saying in his mouth: "Today's battle, no one has to hold back, until death!"

As soon as the two men made a move, all decent people also moved forward. The heroic monk Yifan pointed at a tall barbaric monk opposite, and shouted:
"Poison Dragon, if you were hiding in the west of Yunnan, I wouldn't bother to come and look for you, but I didn't know what to do, and cast myself into a trap, and I will send you into robbery today."

In his hand was a Buddhist pestle in three colors of gold, silver and gray, and when he threw it forward, he rushed straight towards the evil faction's formation like a mountain pressing down on him.

Immediately, an invisible pressure enveloped, and the snowflakes floating between the sky and the earth were repelled, and even the sound of the wind could not be heard, leaving only silence.

The divine pestle was still far away, the group of evil spirits felt a little out of breath, they hurriedly shouted and scattered in all directions.

Even Zui Taoist and Fa Yuan, who were still fighting swords, were affected, their flying swords were unsteady, they looked at each other in horror, and they both flew to another hill to get out of this place.

Although Meng Qiu was not on the opposite side, he could still feel the power of the blow from the magic power released from the pestle, and he was so bored that he had to retreat far away, but his eyes were full of splendor.

This kind of power is what a true immortal possesses, compared to his previous sword fights, it is like Haoyue is better than Yinghuo.

Practicing and practicing, if you can't just practice, you may not see such great power bursting out in your whole life if you are trapped in the mountains and forests.
Venerable Poison Dragon can be regarded by Fa Yuan as his hole card, which is naturally not bad.Seeing that Yifan was using his famous magic weapon, the Sanguang Pestle, he didn't dare to deal with it casually, so he took out a gourd filled with Wanmo soft red sand and poured it out.

But seeing thick yellow, green and red smoke coming out of the mouth of the gourd, it swelled instantly, and dozens of balls of green fire, yellow dust and red mist flew up in the sky, turning into a [-]-meter-long flame like a volcanic eruption, covering the sky dark red.

With such a huge momentum, this mountain can't stay any longer.Taoist Tie Mao, Chen Taizhen and others invited their opponents one after another, and went to the side to fight swords.

Among them, the battle between Liu Quan and Yao Kaijiang was the most intense.

One is a disciple of the poor god Linghun, and the other is a disciple of the red-haired patriarch, who can be said to be a good match when you meet your opponent in chess.

Yao Kaijiang is seven feet tall, with hair hanging on his shoulders and a gold hoop tied on his forehead.The face is like gold paper, long and pointed, and the eyes are round and big, and they are dark green and glowing fiercely.

The nostrils are upturned and concave, the cheekbones are high, the ears are pointed and slanted, a wide mouth is three inches wide, gray hair and a long neck, and some gold rings hang on both ears and necks.

The upper body is covered with a piece of deerskin as a half arm, revealing a right arm with five poison patterns tattooed on it.Around his waist hung a string of copper rings and a Burmese knife with a sheath.

There is also a piece of animal skin around the waist, revealing a pair of purple legs, covered with a lot of turpentine and gravel, and punctured with many strange patterns.

This look is ferocious, it is not human-like, but it is also dressed in a strange way. In Chen Weili, several people were scared to death.

He shook his shoulders, carried the long crossbow box on his back, and twelve crossbow arrows rushed into the air, about ten feet away from the ground, they turned into green brilliance, surrounded by many five-colored smoke, smelly, and flew straight to the top of Liu Quan.

Because he had heard of Liu Quan's name, he used the treasure passed down by the red-haired ancestor, called Baidu Yanlan Lianzhu Flying Crossbow.

It is a crossbow arrow made by combining various poisonous saliva, evil grasses, poisonous miasma and pests with the essence of hardware, and then using the five elements of its own true energy to refine it into a flying arrow, which can be fired and retracted like a flying sword.

Once it is sent out, when it meets the enemy's flying sword, the enemy's flying sword will be polluted to the ground; if a mortal touches it a little, he will immediately die with poisonous gas, which is extremely savage.

Liu Quan became famous very early, and he and Venerable Dulong originally had a fellowship, but later the sect suffered a catastrophe, and the wind and wind dispersed, so they went their separate ways.

Seeing that the enemy's magic weapon was powerful, the flying sword swayed in the air, turned into a cyan light, and fell into the poisonous smoke.Another change, like a silk thread, can bend and bend.

Even though the smoke is extremely poisonous, the blue light is still as nimble as a fish swimming in water, wrapping itself around the twelve crossbow arrows, intercepting them in mid-air, preventing them from advancing an inch.

"Practice the sword to become silk!" Meng Qiu saw it from a distance, excited in his heart, and couldn't help crying out while making gestures.

"Brother Meng Xian, you can also ask Daoist Liu for advice afterwards, so hurry up and help Fellow Daoist Zhang." Yang Da came over by voice transmission while confronting Mrs. Mao.

Only then did Meng Qiu regain his senses, turned around and left, and plunged into the battle circle on the other side.

(End of this chapter)