Chapter 32 Sword Pointing to Spiritual Veins◇
◎If you have the ability, go and split Mount Kunlun◎
Lingshan and Lingshan Range, although there is only one word difference, the difference is as huge as a chasm.
Take Kunlun, the most representative mountain in the East, for example. Kunlun Mountain is usually called Kunlun Mountain by the ancient monks, but it is actually a series of continuous mountain ranges. Looking from the clouds, it is endless.
Normally, no matter how overbearing the Three Pure Ones are and how they do not allow other creatures to approach Kunlun Mountain, they only forbid them from approaching the central area of Kunlun Mountain. As for the edges, they can do whatever they want.
Yuanshi couldn't handle it.
Because Yuanshi was in charge, Zhunti had always had the desire but not the courage to attack Kunlun Mountain. He was invincible in defeating Dongfang Qiufeng, but he never dared to get close to the three magnificent palaces on Kunlun Mountain.
Not getting close doesn't mean not envying or caring——
He had stood above the dark clouds on countless nights, looked up at the bright moon, looked down at the dazzling Kunlun Mountains, and sighed, thinking how nice it would be if I had such a good piece of land.
Chang Xi: Don’t even think about it!
Pulling his thoughts out of his memory, Zhunti felt a pang of pain at the tip of his nose, and with tearful eyes he gazed at the Lingshan Mountain range that surrounded Lingshan in uneven circles... Joy, relief, longing, yearning, satisfaction, and many other indescribable emotions surged in his heart.
From now on, Lingshan is no longer the Lingshan of the past, and the West is no longer the West of the past. The two brothers will lead the West to prosperity.
Let those people next door see how great it is to have us in the West.
Thinking of this, Zhunti grabbed the wrist of Jie Yin next to him and said with emotion: "Senior Brother..."
Before he finished speaking, two people fell from the sky and flew to the top of Lingshan Mountain. To be precise, they flew to the two peaks of Lingshan Mountain because Lingshan Mountain was split into two halves.
The place where the two men landed was chosen very cleverly, with one person standing on one side, and a huge crack in the middle. Under the crack, a hint of green was faintly visible. Kong Shuang knew that it was the only remaining spiritual vein in the west.
Kong Shuang squatted down, frowned and looked at it carefully, then touched the crack with envy, and saw that the cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, almost reflecting people. She only needed to look at it to see how decisive and efficient Tongtian was when he split Lingshan.
At least if she were to do it, she would definitely not be able to do it so smoothly.
The crack was hazily shrouded in a layer of formation, as if it was wrapping up the spiritual vein and not wanting it to leak out. Kong Shuang sent out a stream of magic power, which tested for a long time before being bounced back in the end.
She snorted and said disdainfully, "Such a small spiritual vein is worth hiding. How stingy."
She said this to Tongtian who was on the other side of the crack. Although there was only a crack between them, the crack was so wide that her voices were inevitably amplified when she spoke.
Zhunti, who was still immersed in his yearning for a better life in the future and to beat the Eastern monk next door, heard it all, and the beautiful life he had imagined in his mind was shattered in an instant.
It was Kong Shuang again. Why did she always ruin her good deeds? Zhunti wiped the tears from her face, raised her head and glared at Kong Shuang. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Tongtian say across from her: "Don't talk nonsense."
Zhunti's heart suddenly felt a little relieved, and then he nodded. That's right, Kong Shuang always talks nonsense.
Tongtian didn't finish his words, and continued: "However, I have never seen such a thin spiritual vein in Kunlun Mountain. This shows that the West has been short of spiritual energy for a long time."
It hurts!
Zhunti's smile froze on his face.
Tongtian sighed and groaned, feeling compassion for the world. He seemed to be full of sympathy for the West, but he still naturally revealed a sense of superiority. Compared with this kind of arrogance, he felt that Kong Shuang's direct sarcasm was better.
Zhunti's expression was fully captured by Kong's eyes. She snorted coldly and said, "I helped you but you still blame me. Do you think I owe you anything?"
After spitting at Zhunti, she looked up and wanted to complain to Tongtian again, but she saw Tongtian draw out the Qingping Sword with a "swish". The sword energy was sharp and pointed directly at the spiritual vein under the crack.
Kong Shuang: Not really.
Seeing this scene, Zhunti didn't bother to complain and flew up to stop it. The sword was not pointing at the spiritual vein, but his lifeblood.
Although he knew he couldn't win, he still rushed straight towards Tongtian. Kong Shuang's pupils wrinkled and she stood in front of Tongtian. It would be fine under normal circumstances, but Tongtian had exhausted his magic power after using the magical power of moving mountains and filling the sea. She was not sure if he had the strength to fight back.
Jie Yin's eyelids twitched. He felt that the posture and direction of the sword energy were inexplicably familiar. His brows were tightly furrowed into the shape of a "川" character. Suddenly, a bold idea came to his mind, which made him shudder.
When he came to his senses again, Kong Shuang and Zhunti were fighting again in the sky. This time, Zhunti was fully prepared and was evenly matched with Kong Shuang.
He felt somewhat relieved.
Kong Shuang was not pleased, since she was promoted to Daluo Jinxian, she had never suffered a loss at the hands of Zhunti. Although her real strength was not enough, she could always defeat Zhunti by relying on other methods. Who knew that Zhunti had learned his lesson this time.
In front of the crack, Tongtian stared intently at the magic power shrouding the spiritual vein, then looked at the Qingping sword in his hand and sighed imperceptibly.
He raised his eyes and called softly, "Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang."
Kong Shuang didn't care about Zhunti who was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. He responded with a sound, and a five-colored divine light flashed on his body. The magic weapons on Zhunti's Seven Treasures Tree were brushed to the ground.
Although she couldn't brush the Seven Treasures Tree, she could brush the things on it.
Zhunti was so distressed that he didn't care about the fight and hurried to pick it up.
Kong Shuang temporarily broke away and returned to Tongtian: "What's wrong, did Jieyin bully you? Don't worry, I will fight you back."
Tongtian shook his head in amusement, grabbed her hand, held the Qingping Sword, pointed at the spiritual vein, and said, "Go."
Kong Shuang was surprised and delighted, and was very happy in his heart. He said politely: "This... is not good."
Tongtian: “Hmm?”
He pretended to take back the Qingping Sword.
Kong Shuang quickly snatched it back: "Okay, okay, great."
Zhunti, who had picked up the treasure, and Jieyin, who was full of lawsuits, came up and just heard these words. So, splitting our spiritual veins is called great?
This is really too much! They really don't take us seriously at all.
The two men swung a magical power forward, but before it hit Kong Shuang, it was blocked by someone.
Tongtian stood in front of her, his eyes were like torches, his face was cold, and he said nothing.
Zhunti shuddered suddenly. At that moment, he seemed to see Yuanshi. Was Tongtian possessed by Yuanshi?
Kong Shuang automatically ignored the two people, staring at the spiritual vein with a tense expression. He gripped the Qingping sword tightly and chopped it down with all his strength, but there was no change.
She turned her head and smiled awkwardly at Tongtian, her cheeks slightly red.
Zhunti laughed subconsciously and said sarcastically, "I wish you were that powerful, but I didn't expect you to be just like this."
He had been bullied by Kong Shuang for so many years, and this was the first time he got the upper hand in a verbal fight.
The two people on the other end seemed not to hear what he said and blocked him again.
Kong Shuang shook the Qingping Sword in his hand and said, "I feel like it doesn't listen to me and doesn't show my true strength."
It sounds like shirking responsibility, Zhunti curled his lips.
Tongtian frowned, pondered for a moment, patted her head and comforted her: "It's okay, the Qingping Sword is my companion magic weapon, it doesn't matter if you are not used to it."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and suddenly four swords appeared in front of him floating in the air. All four were heavy swords and giant swords with different shapes, but they had one thing in common, that is, they were filled with a strong murderous aura.
As soon as these four swords appeared, Kong Shuang couldn't help but get excited: "Could these be the four swords of Zhuxian given to you by the Taoist Ancestor?"
When the treasures were distributed in Zixiao Palace, the Zhuxian Formation Diagram and the Four Zhuxian Swords were handed over to Tongtian. This was the first time she saw the true appearance of the four swords.
Tongtian nodded, touched her hair, and said with a smile: "Try them slowly and see which one suits you."
Zhunti was frightened by his arrogant tone, his expression was indescribable, and he roared in his heart:
You can test the sword, but don’t test it with our Western Spiritual Veins!
If you have the guts, go chop down Kunlun Mountain!
Kong Shuang couldn't hear his thoughts, so she picked up the giant sword closest to her and chopped it down with her hand. There was a loud rumbling sound that shook the mountain, and the magic power covering the spiritual vein dissipated and disappeared.
Zhunti and Jieyin were filled with grief. They still remembered the scene after the Lingshan Mountain was split open. The spiritual veins were so excited for the first time, and spiritual energy poured out like it was free. It took them a lot of effort to seal it up.
Kong Shuang was still immersed in the feeling of using the Zhu Xian Sword. The feel was so good. As soon as she held it, she felt a huge force. Although the force was huge, it was easy to control. Overall, it was very useful.
After splitting the magic power of Zhunti Jie Yin, Kong Shuang looked down and found that the spiritual vein did not seem to have changed at all. It was completely different from the scene she had imagined, where the spiritual energy surged out after being left out for a long time and finally touched the fresh air.
She subconsciously looked at Tongtian who was standing beside her. Tongtian's brows were furrowed, and there was a layer of storm in his dark eyes. It was the first time she saw such an expression of rage on his face.
Zhunti Jieyin looked at the lazy spiritual vein and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the spiritual energy did not leak out, otherwise it would be a disaster.
Kong Shuang frowned. When she was in Kunlun Mountain in the past, she had seen the spiritual vein of Kunlun Mountain once. Unlike the spiritual veins of Lingshan Mountain that were protected layer by layer, this one was free-range.
Although it is free-range, it is very powerful, just like a motor running at the highest horsepower. The spiritual energy it produces bursts out, nourishing Dongfang effortlessly.
It's nothing like the one in the West, which is like a patient with advanced cancer, the kind that cannot be cured.
No matter how heartless Kong Shuang was, he knew he was in big trouble this time.
She tugged at Tongtian's sleeves, wanting to retreat.
Tongtian remained unmoved, grabbed her hand and jumped down the crack.
He pulled Kong Shuang down the spiritual vein not because he was afraid that Kong Shuang would be bullied without him, but because he was afraid that he would be bullied. The magic power in his body had been exhausted, and if he wanted to recover it, it would take at least a hundred years.
He couldn't wait that long.
Kong Shuang jumped down with him, and after landing on the spiritual vein, he felt that he was in big trouble.
The spiritual vein of Kunlun Mountain is colorful and brilliant, and looks very beautiful, but this spiritual vein has no vitality at all, only a few faint wisps of green light.
Tongtian's expression improved a little, and he said to Kong Shuang, "How about we make a bet? If you win, I'll go with you to the Undying Volcano. If I win, you'll come back to Kunlun Mountain with me."
He said this as naturally as he did when meditating.
Kong Shuang blinked, feeling a little excited. It had been her dream for tens of thousands of years to take Tongtian to the Undead Volcano, but her tens of thousands of years of experience in struggle also made her know that since Tongtian said this, he must be confident of winning.
"How about this, if you win, you can come to my Undying Volcano, and if I lose, I can go to your Kunlun Mountain."
She thought he wouldn't agree, but he smiled in an unfathomable way.
"Alright!"
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