I want to embrace the moon for nine days

choke! ! !
The many monsters on the top of the mountain also felt strongly oppressed when they saw the huge golden hand grabbing them down, and a feeling of suffocation was born in their souls.

But in a flash, Su Hanshan blasted the opponent away with one palm.

It was a sunny day, and suddenly the sky was full of stars. Then the stars moved, and the entire starry sky followed Su Hanshan into the distance.

Until now, the sound of a distant sword came faintly back.

The monsters finally let out the long breath they had been holding subconsciously, and stared blankly into the distance.

The starry sky in the distance has faded and disappeared.

Su Hanshan held a gray gas ball in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. He stepped into the air and returned to the mountain.

The air was gray and black, and the long sword was green and crystal clear.

But when the monsters saw these two things, they all inexplicably saw blood.

Even Ma Jiugong's eyelids twitched twice, somewhat unexpectedly.

"You, you killed him with just a few moves?!"

Deng Gusha was already a powerful figure in the Small Void Secret Realm a hundred years ago. Although he has not made any great progress in the past hundred years, his foundation has been solid after all.

As for Su Hanshan, he had just achieved a breakthrough not long ago. It was possible that his small void secret realm was still in a state of pure vital energy. He had not even refined or placed a physical talisman.

Even though he is already a core figure in Tiandu Immortal Palace and is proficient in the secret techniques of the holy land, being able to fight Deng Gusha on equal terms or even gain the upper hand is already Ma Jiugong's most optimistic estimate.

Killing the opponent with just a few moves no longer brings surprise but shock.

Although Ma Jiugong knew that his stance and camp were completely different from Deng Gusha's, and he was closer to Su Hanshan, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his neck at this moment.

"It's not a complete kill yet."

Su Hanshan said, "His secret realm is still stable and full of vitality. His self-aura has only been suppressed by me in the sword."

After all, it is not so easy to defeat a seventh-order strongman.

Regardless of whether the contact is lost or the secret realm of the void is destroyed, at least with one's own cultivation, one can still touch the original energy of the void. As long as one recuperates for a period of time, one can also open up the secret realm again.

Therefore, Deng Gusha actually still has the seventh-level essence, and it will take a lot of effort to erase it.

"Just right."

Su Hanshan held the sword across his chest and blew on the blade, and a slight buzzing sound was heard.

"Compared to my current cultivation level, the Jade Blood Mandarin Duck Sword is still a little weak. The self-aura of this God of Wealth is strong enough. When I use the Martial Saint Refining Treasure Method to melt and refine it with the sword body, it will be of great benefit to the sword."

As he spoke, he made a sword flower, held the sword in his backhand, pointed the tip of the sword behind him, and thrust it forward, gradually sinking into the void.

His small secret realm of the void was within his Pure Yang He Dao Dan. With this movement he drew back the sword and had already taken the long sword back into his secret realm to suppress it.

Ma Jiugong wanted to say something but stopped himself, as an absurd thought came to his mind.

Why does it seem like Su Hanshan is very skilled in killing a seventh-level expert and in the subsequent refining and processing? !

"The damned can just be sent to die. There are many things to consider when dealing with this secret realm."

As Su Hanshan spoke, he patted the aura of the secret realm. The gray mist in the void was dispersed by him, and the appearance of the secret realm became clear.

You can see the mountains and rivers inside, as if they were shrunk billions of times and all contained within this air mass.

But without the master's cover, Ma Jiugong could already see at a glance the human figures smaller than a needle tip inside the secret realm.

"Human race... breaking the ban on human sacrifice?"

Ma Jiugong understood the whole story in an instant and his face looked a little ugly. He actually saw a few familiar faces among those people.

When the Tianming Sect and King Liang rebelled along the coast, he had been on the battlefield and had some impression of some people in the army at that time.

Unexpectedly, these people, who were lucky enough to survive the chaos and not sacrificed on the battlefield, were captured by the demon tribe and sold as slave sacrifices.

At this time, some figures flew out from the palaces in the secret realm. They seemed to have sensed something was wrong. Some of them burned incense and chanted spells, trying to contact Deng Gusha.

Some even abandoned their physical bodies and pounced towards the magical weapons, as if trying to disguise themselves as the spirits growing in the treasures.

But their actions could not escape the observation of Su Hanshan and Ma Jiugong.

There are so many treasures hidden in the secret realm of Denggu Temple.

For a seventh-level strong man, it doesn’t matter where the treasure is hidden, it is better to hide it in his own void secret realm.

Therefore, he not only stored various treasures in the treasury in his own secret realm, but also kept his trusted followers who had followed him after he resigned from the post of Grand Tutor in this realm.

Benedict! !

Ma Jiugong raised the bamboo stick in his hand and stabbed it into the surface of the secret realm. The emerald green divine light penetrated into it and transformed into balls of blazing fire that fell from the sky like a huge meteor shower.

The Jade Blood True Fire and the Great Divine Wind are the two signature features of Confucianism. Basically, no matter which branch of Confucianism the master comes from, once his cultivation is sufficient, he will be able to practice these two kinds of magical powers.

Among them, the majestic divine wind is thick and strong, while the green blood and true fire are quite spiritual.

After these fire meteors fell down, the tribesmen who specialized in attacking Deng Gusha had no chance of causing any damage to the precious treasures and the human race sealed in the Amber Mountain. Even if the firelight stuck to them, it would only flash past them without causing any damage.

Among those tribes, there were no strong men at the sixth level of the celestial realm, and there were only a handful of those at the fourth and fifth levels. How could they withstand such a true fire attack? They were soon killed one after another.

There was a fifth-level warrior who was on the verge of death. He chanted spells wildly, cursed his enemies, gathered all the resentment around him, and wanted to sacrifice all the human beings in the Amber Mountain together, but was blocked by the Green Blood True Fire.

The resentful curse rolled over and over, and actually seeped out of the small void secret realm.

The green smoke twisted and evaporated, like the shape of a skull, and was about to pounce on Ma Jiugong.

Ma Jiugong didn't even take any action, but just released his aura to push the power of the curse back.

However, as soon as the skull retreated, it was touched by Su Hanshan's aura again.

Su Hanshan lowered his eyes and glanced.

The skull's facial features revealed a look of collapse, and they exploded into an amorphous green smoke that soared into the sky.

Thousands of miles away, the top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist.

Dozens of monsters with bird heads and human bodies were operating magical instruments, pushing and adjusting lenses shaped like cannons to spy on the movements near Yuandao Ridge.

They are just members of the intelligence organization, just doing their job, and they have no ill intentions.

When spying, he did not dare to really set his sights on any strong man, but just roughly observed the environment.

Therefore, it has become a customary practice that no strong person would specifically attack these people, and the previous actions were still very stable.

But today, the major movements they spied on shocked these experienced spies so much that they broke out in cold sweat and kept wiping their sweat.

"Quickly retreat, quickly retreat, quickly take the things away, they dared to send us to deal with such a thing, I think the people in the organization are all confused!"

Several spy leaders stamped their feet and urged.

There was a leader with a tuft of white hair on his head who couldn't help but move closer to the lens observation port and take a look.

Swish! !

All the feathers on his slender neck stood up, and his pores were covered with goose bumps. He couldn't even sweat.

The spy took two steps back in a trance, then suddenly changed back to his original form, flapped his wings and flew away, completely ignoring the magic weapons.

Several other spy leaders also took a look in confusion, and happened to see the scene of a cloud of green smoke cursing and bursting into the sky.

Dozens of the best-eyed bird monsters were like ducks with their necks pinched. They dared not even make a sound and flapped their wings to escape.

Not long after, Sect Leader Yang Pan received a reply from the intelligence organization.

He looked at the words displayed on the palm-sized bronze mirror with a frown on his face.

Reverend Huo Ri was also watching: "Could it be that... those spies were all under an illusion?"

"These dozens of intelligence forces have all reached the same conclusion."

The Yang Pan leader said in a deep voice, "Besides, we really can't contact Deng Gu Temple."

Reverend Hou Ri murmured, "The Yuan Dao Ling gang is a bit too extreme." "The God of Wealth of the Shi Ling Dynasty was hunted down to death because of a misunderstanding without even a chance to explain."

"All those people under his command, even the fourth and fifth rank generals, were killed without a single one left. They were directly refined with true fire and burned to death."

Unless there is a deep blood feud, when two major forces fight, after one side defeats the other, it will definitely try to persuade the strong men of the fourth or fifth level to surrender.

This kind of strong man is the real backbone of the world. He is at the fourth level of Tongxuan and the fifth level of Taoism. He also has strong autonomy. It is normal for him to leave his original force and join a new force.

What Su Hanshan and Ma Jiugong did was an act of righteous indignation.

But how could outsiders have imagined that Su Hanshan could directly see the scenes in the secret realm of a powerful person of the same level.

In the eyes of Venerable Huo Ri, they were like people walking on the road and having their clothes rubbed by branches. So in a rage, he destroyed the entire forest within a radius of hundreds of miles, and even crushed the spiritual medicines into slag and threw them away as garbage.

"To revitalize the mountain sect, now is the time to establish authority. It is not surprising that the means are a little cruel."

The Yang Pan Sect Leader hesitated for a moment and said, "What is truly shocking is this person's combat power."

"The intelligence mentioned that within a few breaths, the secret realm of Deng Gusha had fallen into the hands of that swordsman."

"For a person like this, even if I fight him myself, I'm afraid my chances of winning are less than 50%."

The Hoar Sun Venerable was shocked: "Brother, you have already mastered three immortal magical powers, and successfully comprehended the secret method of connecting nine generations of grudges. If you catch him by surprise and use this secret method, you can also kill Deng Gusha, right?"

The Yang Pan Sect Leader sighed and said, "It is indeed possible, but how can you be sure that the man has used all the means?"

"Besides, if I use my secret method and fail to kill him, it would be tantamount to exposing my identity. I'm afraid that our old enemy is still alive. Once the news gets out, we may be displaced and have to hide everywhere."

Sect Leader Yang Pan thought for a moment.

"Forget it, let's ignore the matter of Yuandao Ridge for now, and prepare to celebrate the birthday of the ancestor of the Pure Fox Clan."

"After hearing about this, the Pure Fox Clan will probably send them an invitation. Then we will naturally have the opportunity to meet each other. It will be natural for us to make decisions after we meet in person."

There are numerous intelligence organizations in Lingzhou.

Every major force with a seventh-level strongman in charge, in addition to spies trained by themselves, also has many subordinates who hide their identities, change their appearances, and are supported by other means.

In addition, there are intelligence organizations that are specifically used for cooperation.

That is to say, at the top of an organization, there is no unified leader, but only multiple people making decisions together, and among these decision-makers, out of the ten seats, eleven are masked.

This is the place where all the major forces tacitly exchange information.

At first, it is said that during the various demonic calamities, everyone had deep hatred for each other, and for various reasons it was difficult to cooperate openly, but they had to cooperate, so they used these methods of covering up their own mistakes, and later it became a custom.

When the suppression of Deng Gusha was reported to Sect Leader Yang Pan, it meant that at least ten other forces had already been informed.

The next day, early in the morning.

At daybreak, the sound of reading aloud could be heard on Yuandao Ridge, when suddenly many monsters smelled a faint fragrance.

The fragrance seemed to be that of some kind of grass, with the fresh and slightly bitter scent of grass and the faint sweetness of wild flowers.

But the fragrance of plants is often difficult to grasp. If you are close, it will be too strong and linger for a long time. If you are a little far away, you will not be able to smell it clearly.

And this fragrance, from the moment it appears, is the freshest and most pleasant.

Even if you inhale more vigorously, you won’t feel the sweetness. You will feel open-minded, relaxed and very comfortable.

Su Hanshan looked toward the eastern sky and saw a ship breaking through the waves from the sea of ​​clouds.

The ship was not very big, only about a hundred feet long, with carved beams and painted rafters, and was exquisite and simple. Fragrant flowers were lingering around the hull, fluttering in the wind.

The flowers are not entities, but the fragrance emanating from the ship. The flowers are naturally condensed into flower shapes. When they are far away, they return to the essence of a fragrance.

Ma Jiugong said: "There must be a fantasy flower inside this boat."

The dreamy empty flower is not a flower, but a symbol of immortal magical power.

The pure fox clan is good at the art of entering dreams and making incense. Throughout the generations, the masters who have been able to cultivate to the secret realm of the Small Void, most of the first immortal magical powers they comprehended are "Dreamlike Empty Flowers" that represent the fragrance of flowers in dreams.

With the heart that you have always dreamed of, you can touch the origin of emptiness and give birth to fragrant flowers.

The presence of dreamy flowers meant that the owner of the ship was a powerful being from the secret realm of the void.

"Dongzhou Pure Fox, Hu Buzhi, specially came to visit Yuandaoling."

A group of figures walked out from the deck of the ship. On both sides were young men and women, wearing plain long skirts, holding lanterns, flower baskets, harps, and swords.

Only the leader, wearing a loose furry robe, had empty hands.

The fox men are handsome and the women are beautiful. I don’t know the facial features of this Hu. He is actually good-looking, but his face is a bit round and his temperament is lazy, which overshadows his handsomeness.

When others see him, their first reaction is definitely not handsomeness, but warmth and friendliness.

"We, the pure fox clan, will hold a birthday banquet soon and invite many relatives and friends, as well as distant relatives and neighbors, to gather together."

Hu Buzhi bowed and said, "Back then, the Great Minister of the Shiling Dynasty, Deng Gusha, had some grievances with our Pure Fox Clan. I heard that he was killed by a brother from Yuandaoling. I was very impressed and came here to invite him and bring some gifts of thanks."

He has been very polite, so naturally we won't refuse.

Bao Zheng stood up, took two steps in the air, and came to the top of the hill of Xiao Penglai. He said, "I am Bao Zheng, staying here temporarily, following the example of the ancient sages, and opening an academy. Please!"

Bao Zheng is the one who continues the Taoist tradition. When visitors come, he will naturally come forward to entertain them. However, the people on his side are all little monsters and are not suitable for them to be entertained.

Hu Buzhi anchored the ship in the air and brought everyone to the top of the mountain.

Bao Zheng then introduced Su Hanshan and Ma Jiugong to him, and said that the person who actually killed Deng Gusha was Penglai Sanren.

The secret realm of Deng Gusha is still suspended above the spring water. Those seriously injured human beings are now recuperating in it, and they have received a heavy rain of magic wine to help them recuperate.

However, the surface of the secret realm was now obscured by the green light, and Hu Buzhi could not see clearly what was going on inside. He sat down beside the spring and started chatting and laughing.

"After Deng Gusha and I had a grudge, I wanted to get back at him a long time ago, but unfortunately his methods were quite extraordinary. It was really thanks to Brother Penglai's help. I wonder which branch of Confucianism's magic sword was able to kill this official?"

"I am not a Confucian. If I must tell you my origins, I can be considered a member of Longquan Dao. I am of a higher generation than the current Longquan Dao master."

Su Hanshan said casually, "Brother Bao and I are old friends. I also heard that this Yuandao Ridge originated from the great sage Wuxu Mountain in the Middle Ages, who was once the master of the ancestor Longyuan Sword. So we came to Lingzhou to take a look."

Longquan is Longyuan, and the name Longquan Dao comes from the ancestor Longyuan Sword.

It is said that this sword is the most proud masterpiece of the founder of Longquan Dao, but the sword spirit and sword intention are half skillful and half natural, which is inconsistent with the man who forged it.

Therefore, the third generation leader of Longquan Dao gave this unused sword to Wu Xushan.

The fame of the Ancestral Longyuan Sword reached its peak in the hands of Wu Xushan. The man and the sword were a perfect match, and they shone brightly during that period of history in the Middle Ages.

Although this sword had been lost long ago and had never been passed down in Yuandaoling.

But as long as this sword has not appeared in the world, it is still possible to find some clues from Yuandao Ridge.

No matter how slim the hope is, it's enough to be an excuse.

Su Hanshan also has a good relationship with Longquan Dao. Even if someone really goes to ask the Taoist master of Longquan Dao, they will only get a positive answer.

"It turns out to be the Grand Elder of Longquan Dao."

As expected, Hu Buzhi had no doubts, but instead had a feeling of "so that's how it is".

Longquan Dao is not only about blacksmithing, it is also a famous sword school in the Middle Ages.

Back then, not long after the third-generation Taoist master presented the sword to Wu Xushan, he teamed up with a good friend, stormed into the palace, and died together with the Middle-earth Supreme and Ancient Chu Emperor of that generation.

After the new King of Chu ascended the throne, he called on all the civil and military officials in the court, but none of them could separate the remains and blood of the three great warriors, so they had to bury the three together.

Wu Xushan gained great fame because of his unparalleled achievements in civil and military affairs, and because he assisted the State of Wu and brought peace to China and the world.

As for the Third Generation Taoist Master, this one act alone is enough to make him famous through the ages, and ensure that the kings and princes of later generations will never dare to insult swordsmiths again.

If this supreme elder took a path similar to that of the third-generation Taoist master, it would be no wonder that he was able to kill Deng Gusha with his sword.

(End of this chapter)