Chapter 307 Everyone on the plain, look at me in the blue sky!

The Sword Evil Sect is located on Kunxu Mountain, towering into the clouds, overlooking the land of the Northern Territory.

In the misty fairy mountains surrounded by white clouds and fog, a huge red-crowned crane flew across the sky, causing ripples.

The setting sun painted the clouds a deep red.

At this moment, on the highest peak of Kunxu Mountain, under a strange golden fruit tree, two figures sat facing each other, and between the two people, there was a jade chessboard.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, this time you are one step behind." A beautiful woman with a high bun and clear black and white eyes said with a sweet smile.

The beautiful woman had curved eyebrows and eyes as bright as fireflies, but she had a hooked nose and thin lips, and looked quite strong.

"Fellow Daoist Wusheng is indeed a very good chess player. I admire him."

Sitting opposite Wusheng Sword Mother was a rather charming middle-aged man with a thin figure, a goatee, phoenix eyes, and a face that looked very much like a celebrity. Ling Xudu threw the white piece in his hand onto the chessboard and sighed.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, why should you mind? This time, I invited you to the mountain to play chess. However, the chess we are playing is not the chess in front of us, but the chess of the world."

"In terms of chess skills, I am better than you, but in terms of wisdom, Wusheng is far inferior to you, Ling."

"The Yuling Shengkui Sect is one of the sixteen most powerful sects in the world. It can be said to be the chess master of Dongzhou. Although my Jianxie Sect is considered a powerful force in the Northern Territory, no matter how hard we struggle, we are just a chess piece."

The beautiful woman frowned slightly when she heard this and sighed.

"Oh? If that's the case, why has Fellow Daoist Wusheng been making so many unusual moves recently?"

"In a world of great strife, no one can remain immune. Those who sit on the fence will surely suffer the consequences. The only right way is to rely on the strong."

"Although Wu Ding Shen Zong's Tu Lingjun is powerful, he is stubborn and self-willed. The leader of the demon sect in the future will definitely be Yu Ling Sheng Kui Zong."

"We, the Sword Evil Sect, deeply admire the Saint Sect's spirit and are willing to follow its lead and follow its orders."

"Of all the profits from my Sword Evil Sect, I am willing to give five of them to the Upper Sect to show my sincerity."

The goateed scholar couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly when he heard this. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "So, Taoist Wusheng, what is the price?"

The hook-nosed lady did not answer immediately upon hearing this, but extended her hand in invitation, took a sip of tea, and then said:

"It's very simple. My Sword Evil Sect only has two small requests."

"First, the Supreme Sect will help our Star Sword Alliance become the leader of the Northern Territory and stop other covetous forces."

"Second, I want the method of subduing spirits from the Holy Spirit Puppet Sect."

The Yuling Shengkui Sect is one of the six top sects in Dongzhou Demon Sect, and there are masters of the sect in charge.

People who come from this sect call themselves the Holy Sect. The magic spells of their sect are mysterious and magical. They can control ghosts, refine corpse puppets, and there are even some ruthless people who can cultivate themselves into Holy Puppets.

The method of subduing spirits is the unique secret method of the Yuling Shenggui Sect. It is to capture ghosts and subdue spirits, slowly refine them, extract their essence, and benefit oneself.

This method is extremely dangerous, and the journey of conquering the spirit is like walking on a tightrope. For those who are not talented enough, the result of forcing themselves to practice is mental disorder and death.

But the benefits are also huge, and only some true disciples in the Yuling Shengkui Sect can learn it.

Hearing the two requests from Wusheng Sword Mother, the pupils of the famous scholar with the goatee dilated slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Daoyou, you are really asking for too much. How can I, Ling, master the method of subduing spirits? Daoyou, Wusheng, we have known each other for a hundred years. Why don't you listen to me?"

Ling Xudu is the closed disciple of the current leader of the Yuling Shengkui Sect, Chen Haichao, and is highly trusted by Chen Haichao. He looked at the long sword carried on the back of the beautiful woman with confusion, and then slowly stated his conditions.

….. …..One thousand meters away from Kunxu Mountain.

On an extremely large black boulder, the three large characters "Jian Xie Zong" appeared prominently. These three blood-red characters seemed to have an inexplicable evil force that devoured people's hearts and minds. Even the disciples guarding the mountain moved several meters away from the boulder intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, nine red-robed disciples were standing in front of the mountain gate with defiant looks, chatting with each other.

"Brother Li, our Sword Evil Sect is really going to be very impressive this time. I didn't expect that the Sect Master would invite Ling Xudu Zhenjun from the Yuling Shengkui Sect to the mountain. With the Sect Master's methods, he will definitely not fight a battle without preparation."

Senior Brother Li, who had a purple sword embroidered on his cuffs, nodded reservedly when he heard this.

Ever since the sect master established the Star Sword Alliance, masters have come to pay their respects from time to time, including many True Lord masters. However, even the True Lord masters were polite to the disciples who guarded the mountain, and some even gave generous gifts and guided their cultivation.

All this was because the Sword Evil Sect's leader, the Wusheng Sword Mother, had her spirit ghost enter the sword and was promoted to the True Lord Jie Dao.

Those who are close to power think they have the power.

After receiving four or five masters at the level of True Lord of the Mountain, the mountain-guarding disciple who was at the level of Refining Qi and Transforming Spirit had begun to look down on even the masters at the level of True Man.

Senior Brother Li was about to say something when he was staring with a defiant look at a casual cultivator at the True Person Realm who was walking up Kunxu Mountain and wanted to join the Star Sword Alliance.

Suddenly, the sounds of wind and thunder rang out throughout the heaven and earth.

Between the clouds and the sky, a burly and majestic Taoist was coming riding on the wind.

The voice is heard before the person arrives.

The long-lasting poetic call resounds throughout heaven and earth.

"Who would believe it if they hadn't seen it before?"

"Now it is time to show your fame."

"Killing people and slaying evil is the hidden dragon."

"Pure Yang Refining Extreme Dao."

"In one go, into the sky."

"The body gradually stabilizes as it floats in the sea of ​​blood."

"Standing in the clouds with hands behind your back."

"The sunset is red after the rain."

"Everyone, on level ground."

"I am in the blue sky!!!"

"This... this is a master, a peerless master who is one in a million."

"Compared to this person, the other True Lords who came before were just like fireflies. With such power, I'm afraid he must be a True Lord in the middle or late stage of the Tao."

"It seems that our Sword Evil Sect is really going to become prosperous. Such a master has come to our Sword Evil Sect to pay homage and wants to join the Star Sword Alliance." Senior Brother Li looked at the burly Taoist priest flying rapidly over the horizon in shock and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Just as the disciples guarding the mountain were looking up at the sky, Yi Chen was also overlooking Kunxu Mountain and the Jianxie Sect amid the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

I have to say that the scenery of Kunxu Mountain is truly beautiful and makes people feel relaxed and happy when watching it.

Even with his experience, he had to admit that it was better than the Falling Dragon Mountain view at Hidden Dragon Temple… "But, so what?"

"The chestnut forest on the hill behind Wuyinlong Temple is unique in the world."

"Kunxu Mountain is filthy!"

With a thought, Yi Chen leaped up and fell rapidly from a height of ten thousand meters.

The violent sound rubbed violently against the majestic glazed golden extreme element that was slowly jumping around Yi Chen, and it whizzed down all the way, like an airplane leaving a trace through the clouds, leaving a long and long smoke trail between the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

Boom!

The sound hit the surrounding mountain guarding disciples fiercely like a huge wave, and the huge air wave directly swept nine mountain guarding disciples away.

One unlucky guy was even slammed onto a huge stone with the words "Jian Xie Sect" engraved on it. His head tilted and his eyeballs bulged out. It was obvious that he was dead.

His body slowly slid down, leaving a trail of blood on the black boulder, making the boulder look even more eerie.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a purple-gold Taoist with bulging muscles bent his knees slightly and slowly stood up.

"How dare you! Who are you? Since you have come to pay homage to the mountain, how dare you come in such a way? Do you think the magic sword in the hand of our Sword Evil Sect Master is not good enough?"

Several red-clothed disciples who were knocked to the ground and vomiting blood by the shock wave could not hold back their anger and shouted curses towards the center of the smoke.

Only Senior Brother Li, who was in the lead, had a solemn expression on his face and did not utter a word. In a flash of his mind, a scarlet jade talisman was secretly held in his palm.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a majestic purple-gold figure over five meters tall slowly emerged. First, there were ferocious tiger tattoos on both arms, then a blue violent bull swam between his chest and abdomen, and on his back, a ferocious dragon quietly revealed half of its vicious tail.

A huge shadow enveloped the many disciples guarding the mountain. For a moment, the disciples guarding the mountain who were cursing seemed to have their mute points pressed at the same time, and all of them lost their voices.

"What are you barking about?"

"Why don't you bow to me, Taoist Yinlong?"

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As soon as he finished speaking, fire suddenly burst out from the bodies of all the disciples except Senior Brother Li, and in less than a second, they were all reduced to ashes.

"Senior...Senior, I wonder which reclusive senior from the Dongzhou Demon Sect is here to visit you. Please leave your name. I will report it right away."

Seeing such a ferocious scene, Senior Brother Li could only bite the bullet and speak tremblingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face and fell to the ground, with a mouthful of broken teeth falling out.

"You are blind, so you don't understand what I just said?"

"Can't you see that I called myself a poor Taoist just now? What senior from the Ghost Demon Sect? I am a Taoist, the Hidden Dragon Taoist."

In a trance, Senior Brother Li saw three purple-gold figures with slowly flowing evil tiger tattoos on their arms squatting in front of him, a pair of cold eyes staring at him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, but he still said from the heart against his conscience: "Yes, Master Yinlong...

Before he could finish his words, a broken wooden box was stuffed into his arms.

"This is my greeting ceremony. I have something important to discuss with your Lord. You should go and ask for an audience as soon as possible. Don't worry, after seeing my greeting ceremony, the Lord will surely see my sincerity and come down the mountain to see me." Yi Chen grinned, "You can also crush the jade talisman in your hand to see who is faster between the two of us."

Four and a half seconds later, Yi Chen looked at the cultivator named Li who was running towards the top of the mountain, and the smile on his face became brighter.

He ran for three days before he finally arrived nearby.

And today is already the sixth day since he left.

The three extra days were naturally spent gathering information from the surrounding areas.

How could he, Daoist Master Yi, fight a battle without preparation? If he went to pay respect to the mountain and was beaten and fled in panic, wouldn't it make him look stupid? Strategically despising the opponent and tactically respecting the opponent, this was Daoist Master Yi's consistent principle of action - never pretending to be unsure.

He had already inquired from many sources in the surrounding area and found out that the Sword Evil Sect Master had indeed only broken through to the Dao Jie realm within the last ten years.

Everyone under Jiedao is an ant, how could Yichengzi be afraid of being besieged? In this case, why would he be afraid of a one-on-one fight? He must kill her.

Now that he has entered the realm of Jie Dao, he has become the elephant in the room. It is no longer possible to hide himself. It is time for him to step out from behind the scenes and step forward.

…. ….before a cup of tea.

Under the golden fruit tree.

“I have to say that Fellow Daoist Wusheng is really courageous. He used his companion spirit ghost to enter the sword and ascended to the realm of Jie Dao. Now he wants to use the method of subduing the spirit to swallow the sword and surrender the spirit, abandoning his physical body and transforming into an unparalleled divine sword to impact the highest realm of Jian Xie Sect’s sword canon. Such a fantastic idea, courage and ambition are really shameful to men.”

"As the sect leader said, then everything is settled." The famous scholar with a goatee said with a smile. It was obvious that he had obtained the conditions he wanted.

"Fellow Daoist Ling recently achieved the Great Master of Jie Dao Ceremony, but I missed it because I had something important to do. I heard that Fellow Daoist Ling accepted a disciple who is extremely talented and has a strong character. He actually used the secret method of the Yuling Sect to transplant his own spiritual intelligence onto a strange corpse of a thunder spirit, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of a True Lord."

"My Sword Evil Sect has nothing else but a spiritual fruit tree that is decent. I will give you a spiritual golden fruit as a gift to help Brother Ling, my disciple."

There was a flash of strangeness in the eyes of Wusheng Sword Mother. She looked at the man in colorful clothes behind the famous scholar with a goatee and said with a smile. It was obvious that she also got what she wanted.

The so-called Thunder Spirit Corpse is a strange corpse that has been struck by heavenly thunder nine times but is still alive. Its evil aura is extremely pure. If one wants to possess this evil corpse, opportunity, luck, and temperament are all indispensable. Even with the cultivation level of the Jie Dao realm of the Wusheng Sword Mother, she couldn't help but take a second look at it.

"I wonder what the name of your disciple, Brother Ling? There will definitely be such a person in the world in the future."

"Fellow Daoist Wusheng, thank you for your compliment. This disciple of mine is from Zhongzhou. By chance, he came to Dongzhou and was accepted as my disciple. I call him Shi Shouming."

"Ming'er, why don't you quickly pay your respects to Master Wusheng? This spiritual golden fruit only bears fruits once every three hundred years, and only two fruits are produced each time. This gift is indeed a great honor."

When Wusheng Sword Mother saw the joy on Ling Xudu's face, a happy smile could not help but appear in her eyes.

The essence of gift giving is to make people happy.

Given Ling Xudu's status in the Yuling Shengkui Sect, ordinary treasures are no longer of interest to him. Giving the golden fruit to help his disciple break through is just right.

Speaking of this spiritual golden fruit tree, Wusheng Sword Mother couldn't help but look pleased. She slowly stood up, pointed at the golden fruit tree and introduced it: "This tree was planted by the third generation ancestor of our Sword Evil Sect. It took ten years for it to grow one inch. Now it is as tall as a canopy."

At this moment, Wusheng Sword Mother's face suddenly changed drastically, and a panicked figure carrying a wooden box ran over. At the same time, a golden light spread rapidly from the bottom of the mountain.

Boom! There was a sudden explosion.

The towering spiritual fruit tree that had once stood tall and majestic was now reduced to a bare stump.

At that moment, everyone, including Ling Xudu, stood up and looked down the mountain.

"Master...Master, there is a vicious demon who came to pay homage to the mountain. This is his gift for paying homage to the mountain." Senior Brother Li stammered as he presented the wooden box.

With the gloomy command from the Sword Mother Wusheng, the box was opened by Senior Brother Li, and a head with its eyes open suddenly appeared in his sight. Who else could it be but that of the Amorous Young Master?

A man should keep his word. Yi Chen said he would send a gift to pay respect to the mountain, so he naturally cannot go back on his word.

"Ahhh! I must kill this man." On the top of the mountain, a fierce sword energy rose into the sky.

…. …. "Gazing ability, not bad!"

"Without that cultivator surnamed Li leading the way, how could I have used my accurate half-step Lingxiao ultimate move to reach the residence of the Immortal Sword Mother?"

"You should know that the fog in this mountain is all caused by the formation, which has many mysteries and conceals supernatural powers."

At the foot of the mountain, Yi Chen stood with a spear in his hand.

Who said that those who came to pay respects to the mountain had to go up the mountain? Did Master Yi have the habit of going up the mountain to meet people? There were many formations on the mountain, so it would be safer to anger the Immortal Sword Mother and let her come down to fight him one-on-one.

"Damn it! Yichengzi, why are you so smart?"

"We at Yinlong Temple have our own way of worshipping the mountain!"

Looking at the fierce sword energy rising into the sky from the top of the mountain, Yi Chen knew that this matter was accomplished.

(End of this chapter)