Mortal Bones

The top of Yuhu Peak.

"Bang!"

Xu Taiping, covered in blood, threw the stone tripod onto the designated stone platform.

"Do I count as having reached the top?"

Xu Taiping asked a disciple of Yuqing Jushi beside the stone platform.

"Count... count!"

The young disciple was stunned at first, then nodded heavily.

"Huh!..."

Hearing this, Xu Taiping took a long breath, then took out the gourd and poured a mouthful of gentian wine into his mouth.

"Hiss..."

After taking a mouthful of gentian wine, he shuddered all over.

Even after drinking gentian wine for three years, he still couldn't get used to it.

When he raised his head again, he found that everyone was looking at him, and each of them had a complicated look in their eyes.

He nodded slightly to everyone.

He knew without asking that these people would show such a look, it must be because of the sword just now.

At first, he didn't expect that the movement of the sword would be so big.

By the time he found out, it was too late.

The disciples of Yuqing Sect, who were already preparing for the celebration ceremony at the top of the mountain, and the disciples who had already reached the top, were all robbed of their limelight by this sword.

Xu Taiping, who realized that he might have become the focus, originally planned to go down the mountain after chopping down the last tree.

But he changed his mind and thought that he could get a pot of spiritual spring after reaching the top, so he came up with a brave face.

"Brother Taiping, that sword just now really opened my eyes."

At this moment, a short boy came forward and congratulated Xu Taiping politely.

Xu Taiping turned around and found that it was Xiao Ye.

He was a little surprised that this kid didn't bear grudges at all.

"No, no, I only have this sword."

Xu Taiping smiled.

According to San San Jushi, after ringing the sword, he had to seal the sword.

From today on, unless it is the moment when San San Jushi said that he had to draw the sword, he could not draw the sword, and even had to forget that he had such a sword.

If he doesn't do this, the next time he draws his sword, it will be forgotten by everyone.

So, he said this, not out of modesty at all.

"You only have this one sword? It's really an interesting sword technique."

Xiao Ye nodded thoughtfully.

His reaction made Xu Taiping feel very interesting.

Then, many disciples came forward to congratulate him, but compared with Xiao Ye, their eyes were obviously not sincere.

But Xu Taiping didn't care about it at all.

He only cared about the reward of the pot of spiritual spring.

Although the process of this trip to the Immortal Gourd Cave Heaven was not smooth, he got everything he should get, and even the plum tree that San San Jushi wanted was cut down.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

At this time, the stone platform where the stone tripod was placed suddenly turned by itself.

Immediately afterwards, the top of the Jade Gourd Peak trembled suddenly, and a fierce sword energy rose from the surroundings of the mountain, turning into a barrier to cover the entire Jade Gourd Peak.

"What's going on?"

"Is this stone platform a mechanism?"

When the disciples were surprised, an old voice suddenly sounded:

"Thank you, fellow Taoists, for transporting the stone tripod to the top of the mountain."

Obviously, this was the voice of Yuqing Jushi.

However, unlike before, when this voice sounded, a huge figure appeared in the sky above everyone's head.

This figure almost occupied half of the sky.

"Don't panic, this is my body in this world, and it will only appear once the stone tripod is transported from the foot of the mountain."

The voice of Yuqing Jushi sounded again.

"Please rest assured, the rewards I promised will not be reduced, but before that, please stay here for a while, I have to clean up this jade gourd cave."

After saying this, Yuqing Jushi's huge body suddenly turned his head to look to the west, and raised his hand to slap the west.

This seemingly light palm, when it was slapped out, stirred up a strong wind, which turned a large area of ​​forest into dust.

"Boom!"

Because it was too far away, the huge shock sound came from a distance until one or two breaths later.

Along with it, there was a violent wave of air.

The power of this attack was obviously beyond the cognition of the disciples present. They stood there in amazement, unable to say a word.

Xu Taiping was much calmer because he had witnessed the battle between Amon and the remains of the demon god.

At this moment, he was more concerned about who Yuqing Jushi was going to eliminate.

"Could it be that there are still powerful demons lurking here?"

He was suspicious.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, a sword light rose from the ruined forest.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light had already flown to the huge statue of Yuqing Lay Buddhist. A sword light that spanned more than ten miles slashed towards the statue of Yuqing Lay Buddhist.

"Bang!"

Amidst the loud tremor, Xu Taiping only saw a phantom of a shield covered with runes suddenly appear in front of Yuqing Lay Buddhist's statue.

It was this rune shield that blocked the terrifying sword just now.

However, after the sword was blocked, the sword light suddenly surged and turned into a huge sword shadow, which suddenly slashed towards the huge rune shield.

"Bang!"

Amid the explosion, the rune shield shattered.

But just as the sword light was about to chop at the Dharma image of Yuqing Jushi, Yuqing Jushi suddenly made a seal with his hands and shouted:

"Rise!"

As soon as the words fell, nine huge stone pillars suddenly rose from the nine peaks, and a large formation with these nine stone pillars as the core of the formation suddenly appeared, blocking the sword light like a prison.

"Since you are here, stay with me for the rest of your life."

The huge Dharma image of Yuqing Jushi overlooked the formation prison below.

"Zheng!"

As soon as the words fell, a sword sound suddenly exploded from the formation prison.

Countless sharp sword lights slashed on the formation prison, making the formation prison, which looked like a sea of ​​clouds from a distance, suddenly have many holes cut by sword energy.

Just a little sword intent spreading from the hole made people who were nearly a hundred miles away feel a palpitation.

It was difficult for them to describe what kind of sword intent it was. They only knew that when they felt that sword intent, they couldn't help but feel submission and fear in their hearts.

"Unless you have reached the same or slightly lower level as him, you can't describe the real powerful sword intent at all. You can only feel fear or awe for it in your heart."

After feeling this sword intent, Xu Taiping suddenly recalled what Sister Lingyue said to him when they talked about swords before.

Obviously, the man trapped by Yuqing Jushi's Dharma image at this moment gave Xu Taiping that feeling.

"Who is this man?"

Xu Taiping became more and more curious about the identity of that man.