Chapter 192 Strength
Luo Xuanyi knew it when she fought with Ding Jing Zhenren for the first time. She was at the same level as Ding Jing Zhenren in the Red Ghost Realm, which was the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul. However, without the Tao, she was definitely no match for the real Ding Jing Zhenren.
With that kind of Daoist essence in his every move, Master Ding Jing didn't even use the Kong Ming Xin Yi Sword, but his long sleeves were a peerless sword. Based on this Daoist essence alone, Luo Xuanyi could judge that, facing the Ghost Buddha, Master Ding Jing might not be able to kill it, but he would be able to compete with it.
It is no wonder that the six major alliances respect and trust him so much, and even regard him as a sword that never gets drawn, allowing Master Ding Jing to not have to take action even when encountering a major crisis.
However, the sword of Master Ding Jing is, after all, just a weapon held in Luo Xuanyi's hand.
Ding Jing Zhenren, who was tricked into becoming a half-ghost cultivator, did not have Luo Xuanyi transforming into a ghost cultivator and merging into his body to replace the remaining half who was still alive to repair his body. Ding Jing Zhenren's meridians could only barely function, and he could only exert one tenth or one-twelfth of his strength, not to mention his broken natal sword, Kongming Xinyi Sword.
The Kongming Heart Sword was born in the heart of Master Ding Jing. When he realized he had been transformed into a half-gui cultivator, his mind shattered, he could no longer wield it. However, Luo Xuanyi's temporary fusion helped him complete his Gui cultivator's body. Master Ding Jing was pleasantly surprised to find that the Kongming Heart Sword had reunited in his hands, regaining its former power.
However, the Kongming Mind Sword also underwent some minor changes. For example, it emitted the aura of a treacherous cultivator. The originally broken human cultivation state of mind was completely swallowed by the treacherous cultivation state of mind. However, Ding Jing Zhenren, whose mentality had been subtly changed by his body, did not notice anything amiss for a while.
At the moment, Master Ding Jing looks like a human being, but in fact, the left half of his body has been drained of blood and flesh by Luo Xuanyi, leaving it as an empty shell, which is then filled up by Luo Xuanyi who is simulating the strange Qi channels in Master Ding Jing's body.
Of course, the disappeared flesh and blood turned into death energy and entered Luo Xuanyi's stomach. This was just a small episode, and Luo Xuanyi would definitely not tell Master Ding Jing about it.
As soon as Luo Xuanyi filled the void, Ding Jing Zhenren felt a familiar mysterious rhythm ringing in his consciousness.
It was the sound of a sword buzzing. In the vast white sea of consciousness, an ancient sword emerged from the water.
This ancient sword looked old and almost rotten. The hilt was wrapped with thick white cloth, but it could not hide the red rust on the bronze, and the blade was completely rotten and lost.
However, all cultivators of the sword path longed to see this ancient sword, broken beyond repair, because it was the symbol of Moye, the sword-wielding celestial beast who had entered the realm of the sword path.
The ancient sword was floating quietly, and the white cloth wrapped around the hilt suddenly fell off in rolls. On the white cloth stained with red rust, strings of ancient characters were faintly shining.
As soon as Ding Jing Zhenren replenished his body, he immediately entered the realm of swordsmanship again. He only needed to extend his spiritual consciousness to touch the symbol to communicate with the celestial beast Moye. But he didn't do it, not now.
His strange and cunning body burst out with powerful strength.
He didn't know how to guide the transformation of half of the spiritual energy that was stagnant in his blood vessels and meridians into dead energy, so he just barely squeezed out the dead energy and let the remaining pitiful amount of spiritual power circulate in the thin channels to maintain his apparent actions. However, with Luo Xuanyi's help in completing the meridians and guiding the circulation of the dead energy, everything was different.
The boundless death energy was as deep and vast as the sea, and it was running smoothly. Master Ding Jing finally felt his new body, and he understood every inch and every difference.
The Kongming Mind Sword lit up, and without any need for his command, it gradually melted along with his thoughts and turned into a sun.
Yes, a sun, this sun is about to rise.
In the darkness oppressed by endless dark clouds, overlooked by the high walls of the sea of blood, and as the monks of Longlan City gazed up at it, the sun was about to rise.
Ding Jing Zhenren closed his eyes. He didn't need to see. In his consciousness, the world was a clear and bright place.
The sword does not have to be a sword, it can be anything as long as he gives permission.
His sword moves are invisible.
"Kill the evil."
As his light voice fell, the scorching sun cast the first ray of golden light, which pierced through the sea of blood without any hindrance and blasted a huge hole in the ghost Buddha's torso. The sunlight did not slow down at all and penetrated straight into the sky!
It's clearing up. This was the only thought that came to everyone's mind as they looked up at the sky.
Under the sunshine, all darkness will fade away.
The bloody rain within a hundred miles of Longlan City stopped, as the dark clouds fled from the sunlight in panic. The boundless dark sky once again showed the clear blue sky, and the familiar scorching sun illuminated everything.
The evil spirit that devoured the spiritual creatures vibrated and transformed into spiritual power to feed back to the earth. The broken veins of the earth healed, and the first wild grass after the disaster emerged. It was tiny but existed.
The sea of blood boiled and collapsed, as if it were ordinary water, flowing back into the abyss without leaving a trace.
The ghost Buddha fell like a kite with a broken string, onto the sun-drenched earth, splashing up a cloud of dust.
Zhenren Dingjing opened his eyes, his long beard fluttering like an immortal. He stood in the air, looking down at the ghost Buddha nonchalantly.
This is the true strength of Zhenren Dingjing.
Everyone held their breath, and Yun Po also landed on the top of the city, watching the world turn upside down in an instant.
She even forgot about the serious injuries on her body and thought about it obsessively.
This is the power of Tao.
"He's not injured." Luo Xuanyi said calmly.
On the invisible side of Master Ding Jing's face, which was facing everyone, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"He's not evil?"
There is one more update~ This is the true strength of Ding Jing Zhenren. That is why after being betrayed and having no strength before, Ding Jing Zhenren would easily go to extremes. Hh He was defeated by Sister Yi after just one chapter.
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