Chapter 55: Inheritance of Heavenly
Dao Zhou An didn’t care that the Doutian Talisman was destroyed. He swung his right hand and eight swords flew towards the eight people.
They caught the eight ethereal swords and all showed joy on their faces. They immediately formed seals with their hands and chanted some magic spells. Mysterious light flew into the swords, emitting eight-colored rays of light. The eight swords floated up and hovered above the eight people's heads.
The eight people sat down on the spot, and the seals in each of their hands emitted mysterious light and connected with the flying swords.
At this time, a giant snake filled with black smoke had pounced and crashed into the ethereal sword formation.
The next second, eight sword lights shot out, like eight laser beams, sweeping across the sky. Not only was the giant black smoke snake cut off, but the sword light also dispersed the black smoke.
The eight sword lights shot into the clouds above with undiminished power. The sword lights stirred wildly, and the evil monks hiding inside screamed as their bodies were cut into pieces and fell to the ground.
In a few moments the Scarlet Evil Snake Formation was broken, the black clouds dissipated, revealing the remaining dozen or so evil monks, all of whom fled in all directions with terrified looks on their faces.
But as soon as they turned around, the sword light swept across their bodies and they were all killed.
Seeing such power, the frightened Lord Chiyang hurriedly retreated, and the Drunken Taoist controlled the sword light and shone it at him.
The Red Sun God cried out in shock, and swung out the Red Sun Divine Fire Whip in his right hand, which hit the sword light of the Drunken Taoist and was cut off in one blow.
He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and turned into a cloud of fire and flew away. Unfortunately, when he was halfway into the air, he was hit by the sword of the Drunken Taoist Priest. He let out a scream, and the cloud of fire was shattered, and his body broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
The other seven people attacked the six-winged devil scale snake with swords. This time, the swords left deep scars on its body that could be seen to the bone. The six-winged devil scale snake roared in pain. If they were slashed a few more times with the swords, it would definitely be killed.
The Qishan Patriarch felt heartbroken when he saw it, and quickly took it back, and tried to escape without saying a word.
"Old devil Qishan, where are you going?" The beggar roared, controlling the sword light to hit his back, but it was blocked by the robe on his body.
"Eight swords become one." Long Yangjun shouted.
The eight people's hand seals changed, and the eight-colored sword lights merged into one colorful sword light and fell on the ancestor of Qishan.
His robe was torn apart, but fortunately he avoided the fatal injury. Only his right arm was cut off from the shoulder. He screamed and his body turned into a flash of blue light and disappeared.
"Damn it." The beggar roared unwillingly.
The eight people stopped, retracted their flying swords, and showed joy.
Long Yangjun glanced at the sword in his hand and frowned, saying: "It seems that our speculation is wrong. The Eight Swords are not immortal treasures."
"This is a magic weapon specially designed to cooperate with the ethereal sword formation. Its power alone is very ordinary." Shuxian showed a disappointed expression. If that was the case, then their own flying swords would be much better than the ethereal sword.
After knowing the situation, several people lost interest in the Eight Swords of the Void. It was impossible for them to be together as eight people all the time. They were just ordinary friends, so the Eight Swords of the Void became useless.
"The demons and evil forces dared to attack us. This time we can use the Eight Hollow Swords to make them pay the price." Long Yangjun said coldly.
The Divine Beggar sighed and said, "I can't go. The Sixth Heavenly Tribulation will come soon. I will survive the tribulation here. You guys form a formation and watch over me. If I become possessed, kill me."
The gambler sighed and said, "Old beggar, why don't you just dissolve your body and reincarnate to start over? Then we will take you back and lead you into the Tao. If you become possessed by the devil and are killed, your soul will be shattered. It's not worth it."
After hesitating, the Divine Beggar said, "Everyone, it is meaningless if the Eight Swords of Emptiness are separated. I am willing to exchange all my treasures with you so that these Eight Swords of Emptiness can guard Tiandao Peak.
If you don’t like what I have here, Tiandao Sect must have treasures that you like, so please help me.”
"Okay, let's go to Tiandao Gate and have a look. It's much better than this useless thing." The gambler said first.
The drunk Taoist threw the ethereal flying sword in his hand to the beggar and said, "This time it was taken by friend Zhou An. His Dou Tian Fu was destroyed just now, so I went to Tian Dao Sect to find a protective magic weapon for him."
"Okay." The Divine Beggar took it and led everyone to fly away.
All of them knew someone who could make calculations, and they had long known that the Eight Hollow Swords were destined to be with them, which was why they were guarding them here. Other things had nothing to do with them, so no one forced them to avoid being contaminated by cause and effect.
This is also the way of life for people with high cultivation, who are used to the practice of keeping a clear mind and following the rules.
Of course, these cultivators will not do this if they themselves cannot calculate and they do not have friends who can calculate the secrets of heaven, and they will still compete for cultivation resources.
It is precisely because of this temperament that they will always exclude or even kill those who break the rules.
However, most of these people are low- to middle-level cultivators. High-level cultivators will only take action when facing threats. Otherwise, they mostly practice in seclusion in their own mountain gates.
Tiandao Peak is a blessed place. The mountain range at its feet is where the spiritual veins are located, making it a good place for practitioners to practice in seclusion.
The Tiandao Sect built a square platform on the top of the mountain, which was used as a place for disciples to preach. There were no other buildings, and all the disciples practiced in the mountains and forests.
Most of them are on tree branches, some are in caves, or on cliffs.
However, there is only one Tianchanzi left in the Tiandao Sect now, and he usually stays on this platform.
But when the Divine Beggar arrived at the mountain, he saw from afar that Tiandao Peak had disappeared, the mountain was cracked, and its spiritual veins were destroyed. The area around the mountain was filled with collapsed rock fragments.
Seeing this scene, the beggar was shocked, his face showed anger, he swooped down and landed on the half of the mountain. Looking at the situation here, his body trembled.
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The others flew down onto the surrounding mountains and sighed inwardly.
The divine beggar howled towards the sky, expressing his grief and resentment. Even before the heavenly calamity appeared, a demonic aura could be seen faintly in his body.
The drunk Taoist frowned, clenched his fists tightly, and struggled with his thoughts. At the beginning, they promised each other that if the demon was possessed, they would kill him.
At this time, two ethereal swords shot over and stabbed in front of the Drunken Taoist and Zhou An. There was also a treasure bag in front of Zhou An.
"Zhou Nan, you are a casual cultivator who has just entered the sect. Are you willing to join the Tiandao Sect? I will teach you all the cultivation methods of the Tiandao Sect. You will also have a complete set of orthodox cultivation methods, which are much stronger than the ones you have pieced together here and there."
When the beggar's voice came, Zhou An was surprised and looked at the drunk Taoist to ask for his opinion.
"The Tiandao Sect is a top-level righteous sect, and its skills are naturally incomparable to those of ordinary sects. Although the mountain gate has been destroyed, at least the skills are still intact. This is a great opportunity for you." said the drunk Taoist.
Zhou An thought for a moment, clasped his fists and said, "Junior is willing."
"Haha, good, from today on you are a disciple of Tiandao Sect. This treasure bag contains the secrets of Tiandao Sect, which I, an old beggar, have learned throughout my life. When you have learned it, you can go find the headmaster Tian Chanzi. If you are sure that he has been killed, you will be the headmaster of Tiandao Sect in the future.
The grudges of Tiandao Sect will be resolved with me. You just need to cultivate well and carry forward Tiandao Sect. Remember not to provoke strong enemies. "
After the beggar said this, he looked up at the sky. He didn't know when, but disaster clouds had appeared in the sky.
"Old drunkard, I can't get over the heavenly tribulation. The inner demon has been born. Please help me to break free from it. Zhou Nan, in twelve years, please find my reincarnation and take me back to Tiandao Gate." The voice of the divine beggar was full of sadness and hatred, and he sat cross-legged on the ground. Using a secret method, he sealed the memory in the primordial spirit.
“I will definitely find your legacy and lead you into Taoism.” After the drunk Taoist said this, he released his flying sword and cut off the beggar’s head. A white light flew out of his forehead and disappeared into the distance.
The soul will naturally look for a suitable family to reincarnate into. When the soul's imprint is cultivated to a certain level, it can be unlocked by secret methods and the memory can be restored.
After the Divine Beggar's weapon was released and his soul flew away, the calamity clouds in the sky also dissipated.
Long Yangjun said: "Go to Dongwangzhuang and find someone who can replace the Divine Beggar. Hurry up and practice the sword formation. Then we can have a good fight with them."
"Okay." Everyone else agreed without hesitation. Originally, the Eight Monsters were unwilling to interfere in the battle between good and evil, but this time the attack came on them, and they were not people without temper.
The drunk Taoist said, "Everyone go to Dongwangzhuang first. Take the old beggar's ethereal sword with you and find a suitable candidate first. I will guide young friend Zhou Nan here. For the last inheritance of Tiandao Sect, it is better for him not to participate in this battle."
"Okay." Long Yangjun nodded, took the flying sword, and the six of them flew away on the flying light.
(End of this chapter)
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