Chapter 277: A Thought Shocks the Mountain
Bright moon, fairy courtyard, ancient maple.
In the silent night sky, broken clouds float in the sky and a gentle breeze blows.
A jackdaw came from the distant sky, its black feathers flickering in the night wind, as it flew along Mount Ni, through the forest and through the courtyard.
But just as it passed a courtyard, the jackdaw suddenly trembled all over, then fell abruptly and hit the ground straight on.
Blood was flowing out of the dark pupils, and it flowed down the smooth feathers, as if something had shattered its life in an instant.
In the small courtyard where he fell, there was a bamboo lounge chair placed under the eaves near the entrance hall.
There was a young man on the recliner, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples like an inky blade, a high and straight nose, thin and dark lips, sharp jaw lines like a blade, a long neck, and a distinct Adam's apple.
He was wearing a dark-black robe loosely wrapped around his body, with the collar slightly open, revealing the shadow of his collarbone. He looked like a famous sword in its sheath.
He looked peaceful, as if he was asleep, with his hands resting on the white blanket to keep him warm.
On the right side of the recliner, there is a tea table also made of bamboo tubes, which looks delicate and compact.
There is a small stove on the tea table, and a pot of water on the stove.
When the jackdaw that flew high in the sky fell to the ground and died, everything in the yard seemed to be static, except for the teacup next to it, which was constantly splashing water out.
Not long after, two golden star rays collided violently between the man's eyebrows, whizzed out, and quickly enlarged.
In a flash, it was like two huge suns, raising a strong wind across the whole yard.
And one of them was obviously dimmer, as if it was about to burn out, and it kept swaying and trembling during the powerful collision.
But without waiting for too long, there was another fierce collision in both directions, and countless mysterious lights burst out like molten iron in a furnace.
When the dim impact came, all around were the roars of tigers and dragons, and the scorching hot golden light came like a mountain pressing down, and the fighting spirit soared to the sky.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
There were three loud bangs, and two figures seemed to gradually take shape in the light. Both of them were covered in golden light, and the light that outlined their contours was like flowing golden water.
The person who was knocked away by the golden light was an old man. On his ferocious face, the astonishment that had appeared since the first collision between his eyebrows became more and more intense.
The divine consciousness is located deep between the eyebrows, which is now called the sea of consciousness, and in ancient times it was called the upper dantian.
Killing with divine consciousness is not a matter of distance, but rather of entering the opponent’s sea of consciousness and killing the opponent’s divine consciousness with divine consciousness.
But if the divine consciousness is not strong enough, there is a high possibility of being blasted out.
However, this situation is not common, and it has only happened a few times throughout history.
Because the Divine Wandering Realm will not use divine thoughts to kill opponents of the same level, that would be extremely risky because injuries to the soul are more difficult to heal than injuries to the body.
However, if dealing with an inferior, even one of them can be killed with one strike.
Unless someone really spends a lot of energy to train his spiritual thoughts.
But for cultivators below the Divine Wandering Realm, divine consciousness is actually just a tool for communicating with nature and does not need to be very powerful.
It is simply impossible for people at a low level to train their spiritual thoughts every day just to withstand the attack from a strong person at the Divine Wandering Realm one day.
The unexpected event caused the white-haired old man to roar towards the sky, and countless fairy lights burst out.
"Die, youngster!"
The murderous intent bursting out from his vicious eyes became tangible.
In response to his scream, a young man bathed in golden light threw an iron fist at him. He raised his arm into the air and punched him like rain. He fought fiercely with him, and the sound of explosions continued to explode in the void.
During the exchange, the punches between the spiritual thoughts were no less powerful than a purely physical confrontation.
The old man's fist was as fierce as a tiger and his palm was as strong as a dragon. With a loud bang, the void was shaking. His fist collided with the young man's, and the palm winds collided with each other.
Previously, when they collided with their spiritual thoughts, the victory or failure depended entirely on the difference in the strength of the spiritual thoughts. The old man found himself at a complete disadvantage, and was even killed and injured when he was not alert enough. That's why he decided to transform and kill.
But as the young man's powerful fist moved with great force as if to swallow the world, the hot iron fist made his heart tremble.
With a loud bang, the iron fist came down, and several golden lights burst out from the ferocious fist force. The old man who wanted to kill him quickly was pierced through the shoulder by the punch, and his broken arm immediately splashed all over the sky like golden water that was hammered away.
The old man who lost one arm had tears in his eyes. He could not believe what kind of method could allow a person to concentrate his mind to this level.
If there is too much flour, add water; if there is too much water, add flour...
The young man muttered to himself, then jumped up like a tiger pouncing out of the forest.
A clear sword chant rang out from between his hands, shining like golden light and as hot as the gushing morning light.
In fact, divine thoughts and spirit are the same, although the path to becoming an immortal ultimately requires the soul to break away from the body and forge an immortal body.
But before achieving immortality, the decay of the body will cause the soul to become weak.
Just like the red sun at noon, it is incomparable to the morning and evening...
With a bang, the sword was slashed, and the old man in the state of spiritual consciousness was slashed by the sword, and golden light was everywhere on the ground. He immediately streaked across the night sky like a meteor, and was about to disappear into the air with a sharp scream.
But the young man who suddenly stood up was faster than him. With a vigorous and surging golden flame, he pressed down on him and stomped him down with a bang.
He was drinking tea in the yard just now when he suddenly felt a divine thought with murderous intent pouring into his brain. He immediately focused his mind and fought back. After several collisions, he confirmed that the other party should be a powerful person in the Divine Wandering Realm.
However, the opponent's spiritual power was actually weaker than he had imagined.
The old man also felt the murderous intent of the young man.
He was the one who came to kill, and he thought that he could shatter the opponent's soul with just a thought, but now he found that the opponent wanted to kill him!
Just as a Taoist sword condensed by the sword heart and divine thoughts was rising into the air, suddenly a small golden sword flew out from the old man's arms.
Although this was just a small sword like a woman's golden hairpin, it caused the void to vibrate in an instant and transmitted a deadly aura.
The young man's fists were crossed and he was stabbed away by the sword, and golden color kept splashing all over his body.
Feeling the terrifying murderous intent, the young man clenched his fists, trying to eliminate it.
At this moment, the old man turned into golden light again and disappeared into the air while screaming madly.
With a "puff", in a moment, the small sword was ground into golden water all over the ground.
Seeing the golden light cutting through the night sky, the young man suddenly leaped into the air. He was not willing to let it go at all, but wanted to kill it in mid-air.
But as he leaped up, the immortal light that gathered around his golden body suddenly dimmed.
Then an inexplicable restraint descended from the sky, and the golden figure was quickly compressed into the same golden light as before, and was pulled back to the brows.
After a cultivator has perfected the lower three realms, he can use his divine thoughts to investigate or sense no matter what realm he is in.
But the only ones who can truly travel in the outer space are those who have reached the realm of divine travel, not the realm of profound enlightenment...
At this time, Ji You, who was sitting on the bamboo chair, slowly opened his eyes, and his forehead was already covered with sweat.
Then he stood up from the bamboo chair, walked around the yard, and found that it was quiet all around.
The wind from the fist when their spiritual thoughts collided just now was so strong that it almost blew off the roof, but only then did he realize that even the window paper on the windows was safe and sound, and everything seemed like a dream.
Only the jackdaw with blood coming out of all seven orifices at his feet and the exploded teapot and teacup on the tea table could prove that what had just happened was not an illusion.
His gaze shifted from the jackdaw, and then turned to look at the several high peaks above Mount Ni.
Although the battle just now was as silent as a dream, with only a jackdaw killed and a teapot and a teacup shattered, he still sensed that some people were awakened.
It's just that when he was about to kill the old guy, they didn't try to stop him, so Ji You didn't have much hostility.
In fact, there are indeed dozens of figures deep in the clouds.
Some came from the Immortal Palace, some came from the Elders' Pavilion, and they were looking at him with complicated expressions across the clouds surrounding the mountains.
At the same time, on the second floor of the Elders' Pavilion, in a deep and dark hall.
Elder Fang, Patriarch Peng, Peng Yu, and Fang Jincheng and their group stood there with pale faces, looking at Elder Lu whose chest was covered in blood, their heads buzzing.
When Elder Lu finally opened his eyes with difficulty, the jade plate with a small sword carved on it in his arms shattered with a crisp snap.
The secret technique of forcibly prolonging life will push the body closer to death, and the excess energy and soul need to be stored in spiritual energy for nourishment.
At this moment, the life object fell to the ground in pieces.
Seeing this, Elder Fang hurried over and supported his staggering body, and saw that Elder Lu's eyes were full of fear of surviving a disaster.
The road to immortality is thousands of miles long, and the voice of a young phoenix is clearer than that of an old one...
Ji You, who had recovered from his shock, did not stay in his yard. Instead, under the gaze of the people on the top of the mountain, he walked out of the house in the night, walking on the deserted and cold mountain road, heading east.
The inner courtyard immortal residence is very large because all the inner courtyard disciples live here.
Ji You walked through the streets and alleys, crossed a stone bridge, and then arrived at a house that was not much different from his own.
In the dark night, the tightly closed wooden door was blown away by a punch, and then Ji You stepped over the threshold and walked in, with a bright golden light in his eyes.
Ji You didn't know the old man who wanted to kill him, he only knew that he was a powerful person in the Divine Wandering Realm.
But if you think about it carefully, you will know that this person must be from the Elders' Pavilion.
Because apart from the Elders' Pavilion, there is no one of this level in other places in Tianshu Academy, and there is no need to assassinate him at night.
In fact, he was somewhat thankful now, thankful that the person in the Divine Wandering Realm was only killing him with his divine thought. If it was really his real body that was killing him, it would be difficult for him to deal with it with his current combat power.
Although the rules in Qingyun Tianxia are very lame, there are still people who abide by the rules, otherwise the old man would not have chosen to kill him secretly by traveling through the sky.
But at the same time, Ji You also felt a little regretful.
Because no matter how strong his physical body is, his level of enlightenment is really just profound, and he cannot travel around the world.
If he could also kill people with his divine power, no one in the Elders' Pavilion would ever have a good sleep again.
But just like what the Council of Officials had said about him, he had never been the type to settle things peacefully, so it was impossible for him to remain silent and think that everything would be fine as long as he was not dead.
It's a life-threatening situation, why should we still be polite?
So since someone can ask the old ghost to kill him, he can naturally kill the little ghost as well.
Ji You hasn't offended many people recently. One is Elder Fang, and the other is Peng Yu, who lost his place because Xiang Fu entered the inner courtyard.
Ji You walked into the house holding a sharp sword and waved his hand to light the candles in the house.
The flames jumped and flickered, emitting a dim light. He could see a painting hanging on the table, which read "When I saw beyond the blue sky, I realized that my fate was not determined by heaven."
This is Fang Jincheng's yard, but he is not here.
Ji You looked for a long time, then left this place, leaped into the air in the night wind, and his fluttering figure passed through the vast forest and arrived at the outer courtyard in a blink of an eye.
Looking down from the air, the bright moonlight is projected onto the lake surface wrinkled by the autumn wind, creating a sparkling scene.
The outer courtyard seems to be brighter than the inner courtyard. The reason may be that the vegetation in the outer courtyard is not as dense as that in the inner courtyard.
As he landed, four figures came towards him.
These four people are the disciples in charge of patrolling the outer courtyard. There are two white jade platforms for ascending to immortality and two places for enlightenment.
In the dead of night, when everything was silent and everyone in the courtyard was either sleeping or meditating, a figure suddenly appeared and was very obvious.
Then they recognized Ji You and couldn't help but bow to him.
"Hello, Senior Brother Ji."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Ji You nodded slightly to them, and then headed towards the Bishui Lake Elegant Courtyard.
Seeing this scene, the four of them couldn't help but look at each other, wondering why Ji You appeared in the outer courtyard so late at night.
But they didn't dare to ask, because Ji You was full of sword energy just now, as if he wanted to kill someone.
At this time, Ji You had already arrived at the Elegant Courtyard of Bishui Lake. He swept his surging spiritual thoughts and walked towards a courtyard. Then he punched the door open, lifted his robe and walked in.
This is Peng Yu's yard, but again, Peng Yu is not in the yard.
Among the clouds and mist under the night sky, countless eyes were watching him shuttling between the inner and outer courtyards, breaking into houses, and his sword intent soaring into the sky. Naturally, they knew what he wanted to do.
But from beginning to end, no one came out to stop it. They just watched with serious eyes, and only relaxed a little until they confirmed that there was no sword energy roaring down.
However, what they didn't expect was that after Ji You left, he did not return to his own yard, but returned to Fang Jincheng's yard.
Then he sat at the threshold of his room, leaning the iron sword in his hand, and began to stand still.
"Is he really going to kill someone right under our noses tonight?"
"The Elders' Pavilion took action first, so killing one of them is considered a courtesy..."
"Are you really going to just watch like this?"
"Even if Fang Jincheng and Peng Yu are stupid, the Elders' Pavilion is not stupid. I don't think these two will show up again..."
The sun rose and the moon set quickly, and the east soon turned white.
The cold autumn mist floats between the mountains and forests, making the rising red sun look like pickled salted egg yolk, blurry and thick.
As the morning roosters crowed, the inner courtyard disciples gradually began to go out, preparing to practice enlightenment. But before they arrived at the Zizhu Zen Temple, they saw several hurried figures appearing in the mist.
Looking closely, they were the three heads of the Office of Administration, and they were heading towards the back mountain of the Elders' Pavilion.
There was another person accompanying them, a middle-aged man wearing a Danzong immortal robe.
Ever since Dan Zong and Tian Shu Yuan became friends, there have been disciples from Dan Zong living in the outer courtyard.
The reason why they were so eager to go up the mountain was because they received a report from the Elders' Pavilion saying that Elder Lu's soul was severely damaged and needed treatment.
Facts have proved that the report from the Elders' Council was not alarmist, and Elder Lu was indeed seriously injured.
When the three masters and their alchemists arrived, Elder Lu was lying on the bed.
The left half of his body had lost control, as if it were a real dead tree, and his aura was extremely chaotic.
Qin Rong was watching from the side at this time. After observing for a long time, he looked at Ji Jingyao and Lang Hetong.
Tianshu Academy has a large protective formation, so it can’t be an external enemy.
And they happened to receive a report from several disciples who were patrolling the outer courtyard in the morning, saying that Ji You had been walking back and forth between the inner and outer courtyards with murderous intent late last night...
The Elders' Pavilion still took action, and Ji You also took action.
In an ordinary dark night when everything is quiet and no one is paying attention.
The alchemist quickly withdrew his hand, and the colorful light of the elixir in his palm gradually dissipated: "Why is there such a direct and severe damage to the soul?"
"In the realm of spiritual wandering, one can leave the body with his mind."
"No wonder……"
Qin Rong looked at him: "Is there any treatment?"
The alchemist shook his head: "I can only stabilize his current state and let him live in a withered form, but it is impossible for him to recover."
“Why is it so serious?”
"His soul was shattered, and the bridge between it and his body was broken. The broken soul can no longer control his intact body."
After hearing these words, several elders in power in the Elders' Pavilion could not help but look back towards the foot of the mountain.
Elder Peng also rushed over early in the morning after hearing the news. After seeing Elder Lu's appearance, he suddenly felt a chill run down the back of his head.
He didn't see anything last night, but he knew that his nephew, the head of the family, went to see Elder Fang yesterday.
Not long after that, his nephew took all the members of the Peng family and left Shengjing under the cover of night without saying a word, and even took Peng Yu with him.
Logically speaking, even if Peng Yu did not enter the inner courtyard, he could still practice in the outer courtyard for five years and try hard to sense the heavenly book or something.
But he was taken away just like that. It seemed that his nephew, the head of the family, was really afraid that his grandson would die.
In addition, Elder Fang’s grandson had also disappeared at this time.
It was not just Elder Peng who was paying attention to the Fang family's grandson, but also some young men in the capital and disciples from the outer courtyards.
In recent days, a new group of singing girls have arrived at the brothels in Beijing, so they made an appointment yesterday to come here for a drink with Fang Jincheng.
However, Fang Jincheng at that time made the excuse that it would be late and that he had some important things to do, so he asked them to drink first and come back after they were done, which aroused everyone's curiosity.
Fang Jincheng himself was a person who could not hide things, so he told them that he planned to use the Peng family to deal with Ji You, and said that Peng Yu had no backbone and could be easily used.
However, after seeing Dou Yuankong's current appearance, some young men in Beijing still had some trauma towards Ji You and advised Fang Jincheng to think twice.
Because Dou Yuankong originally wanted to use the demon clan to deal with Ji You, which led to his ending.
However, Fang Jincheng didn't care, because he felt that Dou Yuankong was no match for him.
That guy is just the son of a minister of the Mortal Dynasty.
He also said that he would not take the initiative to step forward this time, so he would definitely not get into trouble.
Even if he failed, he had nothing to fear as his grandfather was in Tianshuyuan. He even promised that if Ji You was brought down, he would pay for all the wine for the entire winter.
Fang Jincheng, relying on his grandfather's background, is arrogant and has a bad temper, but he is still good at being punctual.
In their opinion, regardless of whether this matter succeeded or not, this guy should show up at some point. But for some reason, they did not see him from the time they indulged in debauchery last night until early morning.
It wouldn’t matter if people didn’t come, but after spending a lavish amount of money on wine and women yesterday, the money for the wine has to be sourced.
At this moment, a man who looked like a scholar ran over.
After the Emperor of Daxia began to lead his troops in person, some young officials were promoted quickly, and this scholar was one of the beneficiaries.
After he came to Shengjing, he took care of things and became very familiar with the children of the noble families in the capital.
"Gentlemen, please don't wait any longer. I just went to inquire and heard that Fang Jincheng is in seclusion."
"Retreat? How is that possible? If he had plans to retreat, why would he invite us to visit the brothel?"
"Of course he didn't take the initiative to retreat..."
"That's funny. Can seclusion be forced?"
"Yes, he was forced to go into seclusion this time by Elder Fang. I asked the brother who came with Brother Fang yesterday, and he said that Fang Jincheng might never come out of this seclusion..."
(End of this chapter)
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