Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 99: If people want to enter the world of change, they must first pass through the Eight Hundred Immortals of Emei

The night light on the corridor is still burning, glistening a little bit.

There was a bright light in the hall.

Xu Wudao held the sword in his hand tightly, his pupils were constricted and beads of sweat covered his eyes as he looked at the man sitting quietly in front of the case.

There was still no flow of spiritual energy to make this place bloom. In his eyes, this went against the common sense of the world.

If that drop of nectar is some kind of heavenly material or earthly treasure, this stroke is actually a real magical skill.

It's just that he has seen stormy scenes. At this time, he was still able to maintain his apparent calmness. He suppressed the shock in his heart, slowly stepped forward, sat upright, and said in a deep voice:

"I wonder what Mr. Lu wants to talk about?"

Lu Chenran waved, placed the crane-mouthed pot on the table, poured two cups of tea with his hand, and looked at him quietly:

"Although Lu doesn't know the young master's origin, he probably belongs to the sect."

"Young Master keeps saying that peace is the most important thing. Is this scene what you want to see?"

Xu Wudao's face was a bit uncertain, then he took a deep breath, bowed his hands and said:

"Mr. Lu, I have already exercised some restraint, otherwise these people would have done more than just kneel on the ground."

After all, it is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong. In a world full of practitioners, all living beings are indeed like ants, precarious.

Lu Chenran stared at the person in front of him for a while, then said:

"This is why you can sit and talk to Lu calmly."

All the Emei disciples present were a little confused. Only Xu Wudao, who was sitting opposite Lu Chenran, was as clear as a mirror. He swallowed subconsciously, and the teacup he held tightly in his hand was shaking even more.

Maybe he just enjoyed the pleasure of dimensionality reduction for a while, but he didn't know that his kindness actually saved his life.

Xu Wudao took a deep breath, and then slowly said:

"Junior Brother Xu was reckless. I didn't know that your husband was here, so I bumped into him."

"Sir, you should be punished for using magic. Please do me a favor and undo the magic that was used on Junior Brother Xu."

Lu Chenran looked at the tea cup in his hand silently and shook his head:

"I'm afraid not."

"Why not?"

"If it doesn't work, what will happen?"

Xu Wudao raised his head, stared at this unknown gentleman, felt cruel, gritted his teeth and said:

"Tianshui Mountain will never give up."

"Where is Tianshui Mountain?"

"It's not convenient to talk about this."

Lu Chenran looked at him quietly, then withdrew his gaze and said softly:

"It is Mr. Lu who wants to talk to fellow Taoist Xu, not that he can only talk to fellow Taoist Xu."

"Hall Master Li has found a place for Lu to live. The Emei Sword Sect's sword is in Lu's hands. Due to both emotions and reasons, Lu has to help take care of it."

"Fellow Taoist Xu moved his hands and hurt someone, and Mr. Lu only used some small tricks to punish him. Does Mr. Taoist think that Mr. Lu's temper is too good? Or does Mr. Taoist believe that you are protected by the so-called fairy mountain? , just don’t take Lu Mou seriously?”

After the words fell, only a dragon roar was heard in the hall.

Then, a fairy sword with a faint glow appeared behind Lu Chenran. The three words "Water Dragon Yin" engraved in gold on the hilt shone brightly.

When it is sheathed, there is no edge but thickness. Once the blade is exposed, the light is cold and cold to the human eye.

Xu Wudao subconsciously took a step back and stared blankly at the legendary sword.

There is no soul floating around, this sword has actually given birth to spiritual wisdom.

It was only now that Xu Wudao realized how terrifying the man sitting in front of him was.

Monk?

Monks are condensed with Tao and Fruit, so I am afraid they are not monks.

This mysterious Mr. Lu, I am afraid even the ancestors on Tianshui Mountain will be a little afraid of him, but why is there such a existence here? Isn't it a state where Tao Yun has not yet emerged?

Cold sweat soaked his spine, and a chill rose up from his tailbone.

"Senior, forgive me."

Xu Wudao suppressed the fear rising in his heart, his face was pale and his legs were almost weak:

"I wonder what senior wants to talk to junior."

"I want to talk some sense into it."

"What do you want to say, senior?"

Lu Chenran looked at the messy hall, looked at the seriously injured people, and then said softly:

"The reason is very simple. Since you are a Jianghu person, you should act as a Jianghu person. It is natural and right."

Xu Wudao raised his head suddenly, his lips trembled, and he said in disbelief:

"Senior, what do you mean by this?"

"Fellow Taoist prides himself on his cultivation and does whatever he wants in Beijing. He is already wrong. Lu punished him for a small amount of time, but he did not repent and threatened Lu."

Lu Chenran stood up slowly, with the Water Dragon Yin Immortal Sword hanging in the hall behind him.

"However, considering that fellow Taoist injured someone but did not kill anyone, it is understandable that Lu will not take the life of fellow Taoist."

"Since Taoist Fellow Daoist has only used one sword before, then Lu must return the sword with one sword. However, whether Fellow Daoist can survive this sword attack depends entirely on Fellow Daoist's good fortune."

The words fell.

"Puff-"

Xu Wudao's expression suddenly panicked, and he immediately fell to his knees on the ground.

"Senior, have mercy on me. This junior just wants to know the whereabouts of the Three Swords of Emei. It's true that he coerced and lured me, but I really didn't think about killing anyone."

With the ability of this senior, let alone one sword, I am afraid that just the aftermath of a sword energy will destroy both body and soul.

In this case, what's the difference between killing the same person?

Lu Chenran looked at the people behind him calmly, his attitude was very clear, and he was clearing them one by one.

"Puff-"

Several people quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy:

"Senior! We all came here with Senior Brother. Everything we did was forced by Senior Brother and has nothing to do with us. Even the whereabouts of the three swords were due to Senior Brother's greed. Wanli came here, we are here to support the scene, please forgive me, senior."

Lu Chenran thought for a moment and looked at Xu Wudao.

Xu Wudao gritted his teeth tightly and looked at the junior brothers behind him bitterly.

Previously, they rushed forward one by one, shouting that disaster was imminent, and they did not forget to step on themselves.

But this is indeed human nature. Husbands and wives will go their separate ways when encountering difficulties, let alone these junior brothers?

He took a deep breath, then raised his head, and said righteously:

"Senior, what the juniors said is true!"

"This matter is indeed decided by the junior. I also ask the senior to let me, my junior brothers, go. The junior is willing to carry the sword of the senior."

After the words fell, he held the sword in both hands, surrounded by thick spiritual energy, protecting his chest.

When the rest of the Tianshui Mountain disciples saw this, a look of shock first appeared on their brows, and then their cheeks were ashamed. They never thought of complaining, but the senior brother responded with a gentleman's heart.

But at the moment, life is a matter of concern, but there is no time to think too much, so he quickly followed Xu Wudao's words and continued:

"Senior, have mercy on me."

The voice was trembling.

"You don't need to be alarmed."

"Lu is not a person who likes to kill by nature."

Lu Chenran said calmly.

But he was quite surprised in his heart.

He thought about shirking each other, but he didn't expect that Xu Wudao really took on the responsibility of his senior brother. In any case, at least he didn't behave like a man in his twenties.

Xu Wudao kept looking at Mr. Lu from the corner of his eye, but his heart was already filled with waves.

Rather than shouldering a responsibility, it is better to say that he is taking a gamble.

Senior masters like this who travel around the world will always have some practices that are not understood by ordinary people. Their simple likes, dislikes, joys and anger will determine their own life and death.

I have already bumped into my senior. If I have a bad character and makes my senior unhappy, I am afraid that I will have no other choice but to die.

The Emei disciples behind him were shocked when they saw this scene.

If Mr. Lu really lets go of these Tianshui Mountain disciples and leaves behind this tail, trouble will suddenly occur if they are not protected in the future.

When cutting weeds, we must remove the roots. This is a tacit rule among Jianghu people.

One disciple gritted his teeth tightly and tried to bravely step forward to say something, but Hall Master Li pulled him back and glared at him.

Mr. Lu is an irrelevant person, so how can he interfere with his words when he comes to rescue him this time based on the sentiment of "Shuilongyin"? There was a slight sigh in my heart.

Speaking of which, all of this is an innocent disaster. I don't know where these "Tianshui Mountain" disciples who have never heard of them come from.

Once this incident is over, the relationship I had with Mr. Lu may be over.

Lu Chenran looked at Xu Wudao holding the sword silently, and then said leisurely:

"Your junior brothers are saying this, do you have any resentment in your heart?"

Xu Wudao hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said:

"There is resentment."

"Then why do you still have to bear it for them?"

Xu Wudao bit the bullet and said:

"Because... they call me Senior Brother."

"That's what you really think?"

Lu Chenran asked calmly, his eyes flashing with light.

In my mind, the title page of a golden book floated slowly, and then there was a bright light on the title page that belonged to the art of asking the mind.

Xu Wudao gritted his teeth tightly, raised his head, and met those clear eyes. There was nothing strange about them. They just stared at him, but seemed to see through his own heart.

This glance penetrates my heart.

Xu Wudao's originally affirmative words came to his lips, but he swallowed them again. Then there was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and he slowly shook his head:

"Not really."

"This junior is not a saint, but after weighing the pros and cons, I feel that by saying this, we can have a glimmer of hope."

He didn't know why he said this, but he just felt that in front of this senior, all lies had nowhere to hide.

Lu Chenran smiled and said softly:

"You are honest."

Xu Wudao lowered his head and remained silent.

Then, Lu Chenran stretched out his hand and pointed at Hall Master Li beside him, and said calmly:

"If Lu hadn't been here, how would you have treated Hall Master Li?"

Xu Wudao was silent for a while and then said softly:

"This junior wants to chop off his arm, shatter his Taoist heart, and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys."

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"The junior is looking for the whereabouts of the three swords before hurting others. Since I offended the senior, I will let the senior punish me without any complaints."

"Why are you looking for the whereabouts of those three swords?"

"The three swords passed down by the founder of the Emei Sword Sect are the most precious treasures in this world. They are beyond the comparison of ordinary artifacts. I want to find one sword and make my own fortune."

"Where is the ancestor of Emei?"

"Thousands of years ago, he died and disappeared."

Lu Chenran was stunned for a moment, and then continued to ask:

"Why?"

"This junior doesn't know, I just know that senior Xi Qingyi once set up a monument."

"What words are mentioned on the tablet?"

Xu Wudao pursed his lips, then took a deep look at the water dragon chant and said:

"If people want to enter the Cangbian era, they must first pass through the Eight Hundred Immortals of Emei."

The water dragon hummed.

It seems to be responding to something.

Lu Chenran felt the vicissitudes of life contained in this sword, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said:

"I see."

"Senior please punish me."

Lawrence Lu glanced at him:

"Then follow the way of fellow Taoists and return the favor of fellow Taoists."

Xu Wudao was silent for a moment, then knelt down on the ground and bowed respectfully:

"Respect the oral instructions of our seniors."

Lu Chenran waved his hand.

The water dragon hummed and trembled.

The next moment, a stream of light appeared between the sky and the earth, and the place was full of light.

This sword turned into a transparent stream of light, penetrating Xu Wudao's chest, and the fairy charm of the sword flashed through.

"Pfft-"

A mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of Xu Wudao's mouth, and the Dao Fruit in his chest shattered instantly. The spiritual energy contained in the meridians around his body, without the restraint of the Dao Fruit, flowed backwards at this moment, bursting the seven orifices.

There was a slight tingling sensation in the bones all over the body, and then the tingling sensation turned into itching, and finally the itching turned into excruciating pain, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his bones and penetrated into the bone marrow.

Xu Wudao's originally handsome face instantly became extremely distorted, even a little ferocious. The fingers of his hands were firmly clasped on the ground, and his nails were broken and turned up, dripping with blood.

He had a broken arm.

Then, he fainted on the floor, with long and withered hair, just like a beggar on the street corner.

The remaining Tianshui Mountain disciples looked at this scene with horrified expressions on their faces and swallowed subconsciously.

Dao Fruit is broken, they know that the senior brother is considered useless.

Lu Chenran glanced at Hall Master Li quietly, and then said:

"This person is no different from an ordinary person. How to deal with him is up to you, and Lu will not get involved."

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The love caused by the water dragon's roar is over at this moment.

Why these people in the world are ignorant of Xu has nothing to do with him.

However, Lu Chenran guessed that with the temperament of these Jianghu people, there was a high probability that this proud man of Tianshui Mountain would be wrapped up in a mat and thrown into the wilderness.

In winter, the most indispensable thing in the mountains is wild wolves, and there is no need to destroy the corpses or traces of them.

Hall Master Li swallowed, looked at the scene in front of him, and then raised his head cautiously, glancing at Mr. Lu's face from the corner of his eye, trying to read the thoughts on his cheeks.

But he was disappointed after all. Mr. Lu's face was very calm, without showing any signs of abnormality.

Time seemed to freeze for another moment.

Lu Chenran looked at the remaining Tianshui Mountain disciples and said calmly:

"Your senior brother took this sword for you."

"As for you—"

As he waved, a golden pen appeared.

Lu Chenran drew a sword in the void.

The world between heaven and earth is blooming with light at this moment.

This is a pure golden fairy sword.

Just stuck outside the corridor.

"I will punish you to kneel in front of this sword and reflect on your past crimes. You can only leave this place when the sword is dispersed."

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Lu Chenran used the mind-asking technique on this sword.

Every question stems from the pain in Dao's heart, mixed with the pain of death of every soul who fell under the sword.

At the same time, a series of sounds of broken bones soon came from the hall, and they were continuous and seemed to have no end.

Just listening to the sound will give people goosebumps, and the degree of penetration is even worse than all kinds of torture.

The pupils of the Tianshui Mountain disciples suddenly widened, with faint traces of blood appearing.

The pain of the spiritual platform is a torment that is worse than death.

Several Tianshui Mountain disciples roared hoarsely like wild beasts, trying to vent the pain that ordinary people could not bear.

Are all living beings like ants?

Ants will also eat elephants.

ps: I won’t need any infusion in a few days. I haven’t been in good condition these days.

(End of this chapter)