The celestial master who suppressed the world

Chapter 6 Divine Consciousness Destroys Powerful Enemies, The Third Half-Saint Comes Out
At the foot of Jiuxiao Mountain, an old man in a blue robe frowned, watching the changes in the clouds in the sky behind Jiuxiao Mountain.

"My lord, what did you see?"

Behind him stood several warriors wearing leather armor, and one of them, a young warrior in his twenties, asked in a low voice.

They are from Dachu, and they are one of the royal family's dark guards.

The leader is Ji Cheng, the deputy commander of the hidden guards, a second-level master.

Ji Cheng accepted the order of the Emperor Ren, and after leaving the imperial capital of Great Chu, he traveled all the way west.

On the way, all kinds of news were collected, and the cause of the starlight change that day has been clearly investigated.

The source of everything is Tianshi Palace in Jiuxiao Mountain.

In other words, on Jiuxiao Mountain, one of the seven masters in the world who retreated, half-sacred Taoist Ziyun, is the source of this starlight change.

Originally, after ascertaining the news, they could completely retire.

But the deputy commander, Ji Cheng, insisted on staying, and observed here every day, hoping to get more news.

Ji Cheng said, as a secret guard, if you don't find out the matter clearly, if the emperor asks you, you won't be able to pass the test.

"Lu Sheng, tonight I will use the technique of possessing a puppet to enter the Tianshi Palace to investigate. If there is anything wrong, you and your brothers will return to Dachu immediately. Do you understand?"

Ji Cheng turned to look at the young warrior who was asking questions.

The art of possessing soul puppets is a secret handed down by the Great Chu royal family, and only the Grandmaster can perform it.

This technique is to attach the soul to inanimate objects, easily sneak into various secret places, explore many secrets, and never miss.

With this technique, the secret guards of the Great Chu royal family became the right-hand man of the Emperor.

Although I am confident that this strange technique is powerful and secretive, but this is the Tianshi Palace of Jiuxiao Mountain after all, and it is an existence on the same level as the Great Chu Imperial City.

What's more, what was going to be investigated was the retreat place of Taoist Ziyun, one of the seven masters in the world, so Ji Cheng had to prepare for the worst.

"My lord, this—" Lu Sheng didn't finish his sentence, but when Ji Cheng glared at him, he just cupped his fists and said, "This subordinate understands."

When the secret guards act, they only talk about success or failure.

Ji Cheng nodded, sat down cross-legged, and said nothing more.

After dark, he stretched out his hand and pulled several grass stalks from the ground, twisting them constantly, and weaved them into a foot-high straw man in a short while.

"I cast the soul technique, and you protect me."

After Ji Cheng finished speaking, he supported the straw man with both hands, his body was filled with breath, and in a strange way, he poured his true energy into the grass man.

Lu Sheng and the others hurriedly protected him.

A moment later, Ji Cheng's whole body was shaken and he fell limply to the ground. The straw man in his palm twisted and fell to the ground.

"You guys are waiting here, I'll be back in an hour."

The straw man uttered Ji Cheng's voice, then jumped and left quietly through the night.

Lu Sheng and the others surrounded Ji Cheng's body, carefully protecting him.

Ji Cheng's soul-possessed straw man moved quickly, shuttled between the mountains, and arrived at the back mountain of Jiuxiao Mountain in a short while.

Along the way, none of the disciples who patrolled the mountain and watched the night noticed it at all.

The grass man came to Lingyun cave, lingered in front of the heavy stone gate for a long time, looked at Liuyun thatched cottage unwillingly, and then walked over quietly.

Walking into the small courtyard and passing through the corridor, the straw figure moved.

There are people in the hut.

Could it be Taoist Ziyun?
The straw man walked carefully step by step to the wing room, followed the pillars, and climbed to the window sill.

The moment he looked up at the room, his whole body shook suddenly, swayed, fell from the window sill to the ground, and turned into a loose grass stalk.

In the room, Xu Cheng frowned and got up from the wooden couch.

The needle of divine consciousness that he had hidden in the divine treasury just now shot out spontaneously, and he was instantly sober.

Someone sneaked in!

He walked out of the room and picked up the scattered grass stalks under the windowsill.

"There is such a method in the world?"

Unexpectedly, someone used this method to silently invade the heavily guarded Tianshi Palace, and even came to him without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, he was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

If he didn't have the needle of divine consciousness to protect himself, wouldn't he have to die?

Also, if this thing finds out the secret of Ziyun Taoist's death, then I don't know what the consequences will be.

It's just that I don't know if the people who use this method are from Tianshi Palace or other forces?
It seems that I still shouldn't underestimate the people in the world. The abilities of those masters cannot be figured out by myself.

Originally, he thought that he was already very good at cultivating the exercises in the Taoist scriptures.

What happened today threw a bucket of cold water on his head, and instantly extinguished his ambitions that had grown due to his increased strength.

Xu Cheng made up his mind that he would never go out and wander around until he really had the power to protect himself.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The bell in the main hall of Tianshi Palace in front rang, and a loud shout came from the library not far away.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao, spy on my Tianshi Palace?"

Zitan Taoist's voice was like thunder, causing the entire Jiuxiao Mountain to roar endlessly.

Then there was a whistling sound, and Zitan, carrying the force of wind and thunder, flew out from the seventh floor of the Jiuxiao Mountain Library, and went straight down the mountain.

Before the bell on the mountain rang, Lu Sheng and the others had already noticed something was wrong.

Because Ji Cheng, who was originally limp, suddenly trembled, his eyes widened, and then the true essence in his body dissipated uncontrollably, turning into a column of smoke visible to the naked eye.

The master disperses his kung fu, the body dies and the dao disappears.

When the Grandmaster Realm falls, the thick true essence will scatter into the world and feed back the Dao.

The deputy commander died so strangely in front of everyone.

Then the bell on the mountain rang, and the sound of red sandalwood came.

"Half-Saint!"

"It's not Taoist Ziyun's voice."

"It's not Taoist Songyue either!"

The surrounding dark guards quickly gathered the information, and then looked at each other in horror.

There is also a half saint in Tianshi Palace!
The third half saint!
"Lutou, what should we do?"

Everyone looked at Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng looked at Ji Cheng who was still exuding true energy, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

In front of the half saint, they are just ants, and they are useless to stay.

Ji Cheng's body was not taken away either.

The pillar of smoke dissipated by the master's true essence was like a bright light in the semi-sage's eyes.

But after a while, Taoist Red Sandalwood flew and landed in front of Ji Cheng's body.

Glancing at the corpse on the ground, he turned his head to look at Jiuxiao Mountain.

There is no injury on the body, and the soul is gone.

Such means are not semi-holy.

Unless Taoist Ziyun has broken through to the realm of martial saints!
"Brother, did you make the move?"

He whispered, reached out and grabbed Ji Cheng's body, and disappeared into the night.

Xu Cheng on the mountain didn't know that he had killed a master with his divine sense silently, and he had completely frightened the semi-saint Taoist Zitan.

……

The next day, after signing in at several nearby places, Xu Cheng took the grass stalks scattered outside the window sill last night and walked to the library.

He has read through the book that Ziyun old Taoist left him.

Although there are many arrangements that he doesn't understand, he can probably understand Ziyun's old way of setting up suspicious formations.

And now he wants to do the same.

Handing the bunch of grass stems to Zitan, he only said that the ancestor ordered it to be delivered, and he didn't know anything else.

Seeing Zitan's old face like a bitter melon, thinking hard there, guessing Ziyun's old way, Xu Cheng walked away with a sullen face.

In the afternoon of that day, the old Taoist Zitan took the bunch of grass stems and went to Zhongzhou.

Regardless of the disturbances outside, Xu Cheng went around signing in step by step every day, and then hid in the Liuyun thatched cottage to practice freely.

As for the sensational news about the appearance of the third half-sage of Tianshi Palace and seeking trouble in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, that had nothing to do with him at all.

There is also that family of Taoism, because of the lack of annual tribute, being expelled from the Tianshi Palace is not something he needs to worry about.

A month later, with a large amount of pills and a bit of diligence, Xu Cheng's martial arts cultivation reached the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Level.

The six-style Tiangangquan has been completed, and when practicing the boxing, there is a faint starlight around the body.

Every punch and every stroke is as thick as the top of the sky.

Qing Yunjian understood all the sword moves recorded in the explanation, and when he danced the sword, a piece of light and shadow was like a green lotus turning into a cloud.

Other martial arts skills are also practiced proficiently.

That Thousand Illusory Footwork has already been mastered, and one step will become thousands of incarnations.

However, it seems that there are other possible extensions of this technique in the future, which is also interesting.

Taixuan's true solution, who doesn't know what the purpose of cultivation is, he practiced every day based on the principle of not overwhelming himself with too many skills, and accumulated a lot of spiritual energy in his body.

Even the power of divine consciousness in Shenzang already felt like it was about to overflow.

A needle of spiritual consciousness is honed every day, and it becomes more and more exquisite.

The next step is a crucial step for him.

Break through to the Grandmaster Realm.

(End of this chapter)