Chapter 339: Sacred Artifact Revival
Clear, gurgling water meanders beside the lush mountain stream.
The stream is quite wide, and in the middle of the stream there is a blue stone, half in the water and half above the water.
This piece of bluestone has nothing special about it, but many disciples of Tianshu Academy would sit on it when they were feeling depressed, enjoying the scenery and relaxing their minds, so someone named it the Enlightenment Stone.
But then a terrifying aura came crashing down like a meteor, and the enlightenment stone was crushed, with stone chips flying everywhere.
Chu Yu, who fell into the stream, gasped for a moment and looked down at his lower abdomen which was pierced by the fairy light. He saw blood continuously flowing out of the wound, which was then quickly diluted into pink by the stream water and flowed down the mountain.
In fact, he never thought from the beginning that he could defeat the old dean in a one-on-one fight.
Because in the past three hundred years, this old dean has rarely taken action, and no one knows how strong he is.
According to the convention of Qingyun Tianxia, the one who lives the longest is often the strongest.
All he had to do was wait for the demon to succeed first, then come and join forces to suppress it.
After taking a breath, Chu Yu grasped a beam of black light by the stream, raised his hand and rushed towards the skinny old man on the top of the mountain.
As this beam of killing light bloomed into the sky, the stream water instantly evaporated into endless white mist, rising from the river channel, and the vast forest instantly turned into a sea of fire under this powerful blow.
But he did not care about the effectiveness of this attack. Instead, he suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
There was a loud buzzing sound, and a powerful breath descended from the sky again, and the black fog that had originally accumulated together was instantly shattered into broken clouds in the sky.
The Heavenly Dao Festival is over?!
In an instant, Chu Yu's pupils began to tremble wildly.
At the same time, the three hall masters and a group of elders in front of Nishan could not help but turn their heads and look towards the north.
A distant black light spread across the sky, and the void that had been cracked by the pressure was rapidly healing.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but show a trace of surprise, and then suddenly concentrated their minds.
From the spiritual connection between Zuo Qiuyang and Chaihu, they saw the astonishing 112 swords and the figure of the sword.
Although Ji You had opened up a glimmer of hope in this dead end by competing with the Heavenly Dao for the soul, they, like those who had reached the fifth level of perfection on the wall, did not hold out too much hope.
The evil spirit inherently suppresses cultivators, making it extremely difficult for them to win.
But he never thought that the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice was really cut off by him.
"Who exactly is this boy?"
"Ji You."
"Whose family is this?"
"A descendant of Yuyang County, Fengzhou."
“???”
The oldest group in the Elders' Pavilion, like Elder Lu at that time, have been sleeping for endless years.
They were all awakened by the attack from Lin Xianjing, so naturally they did not recognize this new student who had only been active for five years. They were shocked by his strength and youth.
But when You Yingqiu said the word Fengzhou, he found that it was far more shocking than that.
At this time, in the endless sea of fire, the dean in a loose white robe walked over, stepped on the piled up fallen leaves, passed by the century-old pines and cypresses swaying in the flames, and saw Chu Yu looking up at the sky in the dry riverbed.
"You've played it a hundred times, but have you ever seen this scene?"
Chu Yu slowly turned around and looked at the dean: "I can't figure it out. Could it be that the secret we deduced is false?"
The dean stroked his long beard lightly. "Your deduction is indeed true, but he has no connection with Qingyun Tianxia. Naturally, he is not subject to cause and effect, and is not within the heavenly way. How could he appear in your deduction?"
After a moment of silence, Chu Yu's eyes moved slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
We lost. The overall situation that we had planned for many years was lost.
He had thought that he would be no match for the headmaster of the Heavenly Academy, and that other immortal sects would have backup plans, but he never thought that someone would tear apart the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice.
Not within the Heavenly Dao? This Chu family ancestor found it difficult to understand.
Living in this world, how can there be any existence that is not in accordance with the laws of nature?
But once they lost, they lost. When the holy weapon was revived, they had already missed the opportunity and could only withdraw immediately.
The people in Shengjing City were all looking up at the sky at this time. They didn't know what had just happened, but they could feel as if something had returned, and their hearts finally settled down.
But soon, they saw a huge beam of lightning in the sky.
That was not an ordinary thunder, but one filled with countless golden rays of light.
In the blink of an eye, a figure that was floating in the air was struck by lightning and fell heavily to the ground.
On the west side of Yong'an Street, Chunhua Lane, where apricot blossoms were in full bloom, collapsed and countless houses exploded in an instant.
The swaying flames in the mountains and forests were suppressed and exploded in an instant. At the same time, in the thick smoke, a black light condensed into a lightsaber that tore in all directions, falling down like a divine thunder from the sky.
Following closely behind was a golden light shot out from the top of Mount Ni. It was the same aura as the origin of the city defense formation, but it was countless times stronger, and it crashed down here.
On the top of Mount Ni, the old dean coughed twice, and a muffled breathing sound continued to come out from his trachea.
However, he did not look away, but kept staring at the direction ahead, and then suddenly pointed.
In an instant, countless beams of light shot out from the sky, creating a crack in the void, and with a bang, a huge cage with rising fairy light was formed.
Inside the cage, Chu Yu, whose body was shattered, was violently knocked back by the beam of light, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Amidst the whistling sound, the old dean stepped out from above the sea of clouds with a stride of a thousand miles.
Chu Yu's life force was fading away. He turned his head weakly and looked at the beam of light falling from the sky.
The power of the holy weapon did indeed deal him a heavy blow, but compared to the holy weapon, he felt that the aura of the old dean, who had been his disciple for many years, was more terrifying.
Although they entered the realm of immortality with the help of external forces from the ruins on the basis of perfection in the upper five realms, no matter what method they used, they were still immortal.
When he reached this realm, he could feel the endless power that Xiang Tian had taken away, and he could also feel where the powerful source of this realm came from.
But as the Heavenly Dao Festival dispersed and the obscured will of heaven returned, he suddenly discovered that the source of power for the dean and the rest of them was somewhat different.
That power is not that strong, but it is more unfathomable.
As expected, most rumors in the world are false and few are true, but sometimes we have to think about them, and we may find some clues.
The dean of Tianshu Academy indeed practiced a different method and was not an ordinary immortal.
"Please, Dean, for the sake of our past friendship, let me go."
"What nonsense..."
The old dean suddenly waved his sleeves, and the dozens of light beams instantly flashed with a scorching white light.
The scorching beams of light suddenly clung together. In the vast sky, Chu Yu was wiped out by an irresistible force, his whole body steaming, and his screams resounded through the heavens.
They planned for so long, took so much trouble, and sacrificed almost all of their relatives, just to control the holy weapon and hold the world in their own hands.
But they were only one step away, yet they still failed.
Could it be that the sacred artifacts could only be mastered by them? What kind of a bullshit world is this...
Amidst anger and unwillingness, the painful roar gradually weakened, and the ancestor of the Chu family was instantly crushed into a surging white wave, rolling continuously with a crackling sound.
When the Palace Master and the elders of the Heavenly Academy saw this scene, they finally felt relieved.
But the next moment, they saw the dean transform into a golden light and head towards the northwest.
Everyone was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that the power of holy weapons resounded through the void in all directions, but only the Xuanyuan Immortal Palace did not move at all.
What about Lingjian Mountain?
Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look towards the southernmost direction.
At the same time, a spiritual mirror with a majestic aura suddenly vibrated above Xuanjian Peak, and the dazzling light made people feel awe.
The young master of Lingjian Mountain roared up, holding the Lingjian in his hand, and rushed down with the light of heaven like a goddess descending to the earth.
The black pestle that was coming from the air was directly broken into pieces, and the ancestor of the Zhuang family opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
"You are worthy of being my son-in-law from Lingjian Mountain!"
"?"
Yan Shuyi was floating in the sky, looking at Master Chen, whose body was covered with cracks, in confusion.
She knew that the holy artifact must have been ineffective because of the group of people in the ruins, but she didn't know the details, and she didn't know why the spiritual mirror suddenly revived at this time.
Master Chen glanced at her and said, "They used the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice to sever the connection between the sacred vessel and the Heavenly Dao. Ji You was afraid that something might happen to you, so he forced his way into the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice and killed the person performing the sacrifice."
Yan Shuyi's eyes fixed: "Did you arrange this behind the scenes?"
"Kill this man first."
"You come."
Yan Shu also suddenly waved his sleeves and sent out the spiritual mirror, and then saw Master Chen holding the mirror and standing up, rushing forward to kill.
Feeling the power of the holy weapon, the ancestor of the Zhuang family suddenly felt that something was wrong. After smashing down the pestle, he gathered all his strength and fled to the north in an instant.
The buzzing spiritual mirror in Master Chen's hand burst out with a myriad of colorful rays, and the fairy light burst out from the mirror, directly killing the ancestor of the Zhuang family.
"boom!!!!"
The left shoulder of the Zhuang family ancestor was instantly blown up, turning into a blood mist in the sky and falling heavily from the sky.
In the strong wind, the ancestor of the Zhuang family crashed into a small mountain around the peak, but he did not dare to stop. He kept running away despite the severe pain, his expression was full of terrified.
Unlike the Chu family, the Zhuang family and Lingjian Mountain do not have any unexplainable blood feud.
But for the holy weapon and the power to control the world, who in Qingyun World is capable of not being tempted by it?
Their family was also among the century-old families, but it had declined greatly over the past few hundred years. Now, even if they participated in the Tiandao event, they could only sit in the same seat with the century-old families.
The most crucial thing is that this declining trend has not weakened. In almost another hundred years, their tribe will no longer exist. Faced with such an earth-shaking opportunity, how could they resist?
He has been planning and laying out the game for several years, and has played it out hundreds of times, so he doesn't understand why it has turned out like this!
They had never paid much attention to that rural private cultivator before, but he turned out to be a variable that had never appeared in all their deductions.
At this moment, a sword energy suddenly fell from the sky, bringing with it a raging hurricane and slashing him back fiercely.
Master Chen once again pressed forward with the Spirit Mirror, striking hard at the head of the Zhuang family's ancestor.
However, just as the fairy light in the mirror was about to shoot out, the spiritual mirror suddenly hummed and showed a hint of resistance, causing his movements to stiffen for a moment.
But it was only for a moment, and the spiritual mirror resumed operation.
boom!!!!
The immortal light went straight up to the sky, like a thunder from the sky, and struck down fiercely.
The ancestor of the Zhuang family's eyes were bloodshot, and he used all his strength to swing the iron pestle in his hand.
The two powerful forces collided fiercely in the void countless times, causing the void to be constantly stretched and cracked.
Amidst a sharp roar, a blood mist exploded with a "puff" sound, and a figure fell into the valley.
When Yan Shuyi used the sword from the Sword Tomb to fight against the ancestor of the Zhuang family, the Flying Sword Waterfall on Tianjian Peak had already been cut off, and the river valley was now full of broken rocks piled up together.
The ancestor of the Zhuang family fell from the sky, and his shattered body slammed heavily onto a sharp rock.
His chest had been pierced, and now bright red blood kept flowing out, instantly dyeing the entire mountain red.
At this time, Master Chen's body was also cracked, and sand and soil were constantly splashing out. He looked like a clay figure that accidentally fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
At this time, he was hanging in the air above the valley. He looked at the corpse and breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and prepared to leave.
But before he could take half a step, the spiritual mirror floating above his head suddenly slipped out of his control, and at the same time, a fairy light surrounded it.
Master Chen looked towards the top of Xuanjian Peak and saw Yan Shuyi, wearing the immortal robe of Jianzhu, appearing on the sloping cliff on the east side of the valley with a cold face.
Lingjian was under her control at this moment, and endless murderous intent continued to surge in the immortal light.
"Where's Ji You?"
Master Chen looked at her and did not show any anger because she was trapped by the Lingjian. Instead, he showed some admiration.
After waiting for a long time for Lingjian to revive, she saw that the ancestor of the Zhuang family was about to escape. At such a critical moment, she still set up a trap. She first threw Lingjian to him to see if he could control it, and then tried to control Lingjian during the battle, and tried to see if she could take it back, just to trap him at this moment.
"Xiao Shuyi, you are too cautious. After all, I am your grandfather."
Yan Shuyi didn't reply, still looking at him coldly: "Where is Ji You?"
When she heard that Ji You broke into the Tiandao Festival, she had already made up her mind to trap the Zhuang family ancestor after his death.
On the one hand, no one knows what he is planning, and the most important thing is for the disciples of Xiaoxiaotian Academy.
Because she knew what would happen if she forced her way in during the Heavenly Dao Festival, and she also knew that those monsters would leave even more fierce murderous intentions in the last round.
Master Chen couldn't help but stroke his long beard after hearing this: "He is still at the human race's altar."
"Life or death?"
"I don't know."
Yan Shuyi's eyelashes trembled after hearing this: "Go save him."
Master Chen raised his head after hearing this and asked: "What if he dies?"
"You are an immortal, so you will naturally have a way, right?"
"You are quite clever."
For the immortal cultivators in the Qingyun world, what matters to their lives is not their cultivation or their spiritual essence, but their physical body and spiritual consciousness.
Because one can survive even if all cultivation is lost, and there is still a glimmer of hope even if spiritual essence is shattered.
Only the body and the spirit exist; if either one is lost, it is impossible to continue to exist.
But the old master in front of him had no flesh body, only a body of mud.
There is only one possibility, that is, he has ascended to heaven and abandoned his mortal body, so he must not be a mortal but an immortal.
Yan Shu also wanted to trap this immortal, to know that Ji You was fine.
Master Chen rolled up his sleeves at this time and said, "Ji You forced his way into the Heavenly Dao Festival and fought with others in the midst of evil spirits. It was inevitable that he would be injured. But since we won in the end, it means that he won first. You don't need to worry too much."
Yan Shuyi did not withdraw his spiritual mirror: "Don't use ambiguous words to evade me."
"He can only survive on his own. If he really dies, there's nothing I can do, because I'm not the immortal you think I am."
"?"
Master Chen looked at her and said, "I have indeed ascended to heaven, but I have never left this world. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been unable to defeat a demon from the Immortal Realm. So, I don't have any magical skills that transcend the mundane world. However, that kid has always had excellent luck along the way. I think he should be fine."
Yan Shuyi was silent for a long time before looking at him: "Then tell me why you disappeared and why you appeared in Yuyang County? What did you plan to do to Ji You?"
"Let me sit down and talk."
Master Chen spread out his sleeves, and sand and dirt kept falling off his body.
Yan Shuyi held the Spirit Mirror in his hand and coldly watched him sit down in the valley. "Back then, a close friend of mine died. Before he died, he asked me to do something for him that he should have continued to do."
"Friends?"
"A guy who loves drinking all day and is terrible at gambling."
The young master looked at him and asked, "What happened next?"
Master Chen sighed, "I'm not him after all. After trying a few times, I ended up like this. But this is also my own choice, so I can't blame anyone else. I should have shed my mortal body and become an immortal, but I couldn't let go of this world, so I returned."
"Can those who ascended come back?"
"My original intention was not to ascend to heaven. After shedding my mortal body, I made a great wish to the Heavenly Dao, which allowed me to return. I then returned the Spirit Mirror to Spirit Sword Mountain and began to search for a successor for him."
"Ji You is the successor you found for him?"
"I'm not looking for him, and he's not looking for me either. I'm simply following the will of heaven, so I'm accepting him as a disciple on behalf of his master. I'm letting him pick up the lost inheritance. I simply hope he can complete what we're unable to do. I bear no ill will towards him."
"What exactly do you want him to do?"
Yan Shuyi had just uttered a word when his handsome brows suddenly frowned and the spiritual mirror in his hand whizzed away.
The originally quiet Lingjian Mountain suddenly burst into a violent roar, and the fairy light in the mirror slammed down towards Master Chen who suddenly stood up.
With a dull thud, Master Chen crushed the beam of fairy light with his palms, and at the same time used the force to rush into the distance, up to a thousand miles away.
At that time, another crack appeared on his shoulder, extending all the way to his waist, so that broken soil kept falling off his body.
Sure enough, as long as a woman has a man she likes, her elbows will turn outward.
On the Xuanjian Peak, Yan Shuyi silently watched the disappearing figure. His phoenix eyes condensed slightly, and a fairy light shot out from the mirror, completely shattering the Tianjian Peak opposite.
Afterwards, she returned to Xuanjian Peak, helped the two elders and Qi Zhengyang up, and used her spiritual energy to send them into the hall. She turned and looked at the ruins...
Amidst the roaring explosions, the mountains surrounding the ruins were shaking.
More than a dozen people from the six major immortal sects who had reached the fifth level of perfection fought continuously with those monsters and captured several alive, but some people took the opportunity to escape.
At this time, as the evil spirit in the human race's Taoist temple dissipated, Cao Jinsong angrily shouted "evil disciple" and rushed in.
The others followed suit, flying in the air with spiritual energy towards the center of the altar.
Some of them were concerned about Ji You's life or death, while others found it unbelievable.
As they landed at the heart of the altar, they could feel how terrifying Ji You's blow to kill Chu Xian was.
Because even at this moment, the cut ravine was still filled with a kind of pressure that was difficult for them to bear.
Feeling this breath, Shang Xiyao and Huo Xingzhong both narrowed their eyes silently.
"Evil disciple!"
"Bang——"
Perhaps due to the vibration of the sound, Ji You, who was standing with his sword in hand, suddenly fell forward and was quickly caught by Wen Zhengxin.
There is still breath, but... the breath is very weak.
Without a moment's hesitation, the three leaders who followed immediately released huge flying swords.
Cao Jinsong, Wen Zhengxin, Ban Yangshu, and the Lu sisters hurriedly carried him up, intending to take him away from here first.
"Why is his hand clenched so tightly?"
As soon as Cao Jinsong sat on the flying sword, he began to check Ji You's injuries. He found that Ji You was holding his left hand tightly, and he couldn't help but show a hint of doubt.
Wen Zhengxin looked up after taking a look: "There seems to be something."
"What?"
"You'll know after you see it."
Wen Zhengxin pried Ji You's hand open with force, took a look, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.
Seeing this scene, Cao Jinsong couldn't help but move closer out of curiosity, and saw that he was holding a storage gourd with the word "Chu" engraved on it in his palm, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Damn, this is really asking for money.
Seeing the spirit sword rising into the air, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu in the altar turned around and left without any hesitation.
Because when they knew that their son-in-law was still alive, the person they were most worried about became their own master.
In fact, with the collapse of the Tiandao Festival, the first reaction of all the immortal sect members was to return to the mountain immediately to see what the mountain gate was like now.
Then the whistling flying boat rose into the sky, controlled by great magic power, and left Liangzhou with a roar.
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(End of this chapter)
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