Chapter 132 Slaughtering Chickens and Dogs

Chapter 132 Slaughtering Chickens and Dogs

Chapter 132 Slaughtering Chickens and Dogs
The top of Coffin Mountain is a dense forest. The ancient trees in the forest are probably as old as Coffin City. They rise tall and their roots are intertwined, blocking out the entire night sky. There is almost no other vegetation under the forest, only thick fallen leaves and low flowers and plants.

But when Lou He walked on the fallen leaves, there was no sound at all. Li Wuxiang turned into a piece of human skin and was worn on his body, with a Taoist robe on the outside as a cover.

"As for your identity, the Qingnang Immortal, how many people in the world know about it now?" Lou He asked as they walked.

"Except for Brother Zeng, everyone who knew is dead."

Lou He nodded: "That's good. I have to remind you that Guang Chanzi's technique can only be cultivated to the level of Pi Jin Xia. If others don't know that you are Qing Nang Xian, this technique is very powerful, but if others know, it will not be difficult to deal with you - just like you dealt with me just now. So either you don't use it normally, or if you use it, you can't leave anyone alive."

Li Wuxiang laughed: "I have always thought this technique is evil, and now that you say that, it sounds even more evil to us. If the sect knew about this, would they think we were evil spirits and kill us?"

"Haha. Who doesn't have some other skills? In this case, deeds are more important than intentions. Except for a few stubborn people, you should just keep your mind at ease." Lou He laughed, but immediately restrained his smile, "It's almost time. Remember, I have to go to the formation to get some incense to replenish myself. You can also do it if you want. Don't make a move until I ask you."

"it is good."

Lou He walked forward a dozen steps and then stopped.

He stood next to an ancient tree, so Li Wuxiang could see what was ahead.

It was a large open space with a high platform in the middle. It looked very much like the pyramid in his original world. The top was flat, and there were stone steps leading upwards on all four sides. It was about three or four stories high.

On the platform at the top, there is a Hu board.

The tablet looked exactly the same as the one in Xu Daosheng's hand, except that it was dozens of times larger. It was suspended in the void at the top of the tower, rotating slightly and emitting a faint white light.

Tonight, Li Wuxiang was not very calm. He was worried about Zhao Qi, Zeng Jianqiu and others in Lingshan, and didn't know what the current situation was. At the same time, he was a little worried about Lou He, and was afraid that he would suddenly smile coldly and say to him, "You've been fooled."

However, when he saw the huge tablet on the top of the platform, he suddenly felt as if he had taken a Xiaoyao Pill, and his whole body calmed down - the hidden worries in his heart were still there, but his consciousness was like a breeze, which only passed over those worries and could not stir up the slightest ripple.

"Look." Lou He said in a deep voice, "Do you see the people up there?"

As he spoke, he leaped onto the top of the ancient tree, swaying lightly with the branches and leaves in the night wind. Then Li Wuxiang saw two True Form Sect monks sitting cross-legged on the platform at the top, around the huge tablet, with their eyes slightly closed, looking serene, and looking ecstatic.

"There are two." Li Wuxiang poked his eyes out and looked down again, "There is a row of houses under the stage. Are there people inside too?"

"Yes, that's the duty room. Those people you see on the top are practicing. I have practiced there before, and they are almost at the stage of refining the spirit. But there is no need to panic. Refining the spirit or not is like forming an elixir or not. There is a world of difference. Just listen to me when the time comes."

"There should still be someone in the duty room. But the cultivators in the city know that a swordsman has entered the city, so there shouldn't be many people in the duty room, at most three or four. Let's clear out the people in the duty room first."

"In the duty room..."

"He is also about to reach the stage of spiritual cultivation. Only those with this level of cultivation will come to the Five Mountains Formation to prepare for the final step. Those in the duty room should be resting, so it will be easier to deal with them."

"it is good."

Lou He flicked his finger at him and said, "I know about your experience dealing with Xu Daosheng. You thought he was difficult to deal with, right? You must have heard Zeng say something else, such as that the cultivators in the coffin city were even more difficult to deal with."

"But don't panic. I tell you, these people are just like me before, used to a stable life and very stupid. I can barely be considered a golden elixir, and we are two swordsmen, so this is just a matter of killing chickens and dogs. Just remember one thing, don't fight head-on, strike before them, and hit their heads."

"Yeah, I understand."

"Okay, let's get to work." Lou He floated down from the treetops and walked directly to the duty room as soon as he landed, making rustling sounds under his feet on the fallen leaves.

He walked all the way to the door of the duty room, about fifty steps away, and no one came to stop him. He stood in front of the door and knocked, but no one answered. He knocked a few more times, and someone inside spoke: "Who? Come in by yourself."

"Can any of you please come out for a moment? I am here to pass on the message for the mountain master."

The person who was talking inside sighed. Li Wuxiang heard the rustling of clothes. After a while, the door opened and a monk poked his head out. He looked a little confused when he saw Lou Heshi: "Who are you?"

There were several couches in the room, separated by screens. Next to the couches was a small square table with candlelight on it. On a couch near the door, a monk could be seen sleeping with a book in his hand.

Lou He bowed to him and said, "Master, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"

Then he turned and walked to the wall of the duty room. The monk followed him, still looking a little puzzled: "What order did the mountain master ask you to pass on?"

"Just kidding, I'm just borrowing your skin for a while."

"what?"

The sword flashed, and with a sound of "puff", a fan-shaped blood stain splashed on the wall of the duty room. The headless body of the monk fell straight back, and Lou He immediately stepped forward to hold it up. Half of his body disappeared into the void.

Li Wuxiang was on him and was also pulled into Lingshan - seeing that the half of Lou He's body that disappeared turned into countless silk-like tentacles, tightly wrapped around a human figure, and pulled him out of the blood mist in an instant.

This monk had just died, and it seemed that he hadn't figured out what had happened for a while. Lou He used the same method that Li Wuxiang had used to deal with him before, and threw him hard to the ground of Lingshan. Immediately, countless resentful ghosts grabbed him and dragged him deep into the ground.

Only then did the monk's soul react and tried to struggle, but after just two or three breaths it became too weak and powerless, and disappeared in a pool of pus and blood.

Lou He's body shook and he appeared again in the night. His clothes fell off and he threw himself on the body of the headless monk. In the blink of an eye, he became like the headless monk.

"When you use your sword later, aim it upwards at an angle." He folded the collar of his robe inward, "Try not to get blood on it. And the technique I just used, you can't do it with the Golden Cloud yet, but you can learn it first - you have the Golden String, so going to Lingshan is no problem. I'm a Green Bag Immortal, and I can't compare to your Golden String, but I'm not afraid. But if a living soul like this who just died goes in, and his cultivation is not like our Sword Sect's mental method that is specifically used to ward off evil spirits, once he is pulled, it's over. When you kill someone in the future, you will silence him like this."

Li Wuxiang attached himself to him again: "Brother Lou, did you teach Lao Zeng the same way before?"

"Haha, I'm saying this because we have similar personalities. You and I were once the same kind of people in the Sword Sect, but you're still a bit righteous. You're a good disciple. Wait a minute, I'll take a break. We fought too hard before."

He sat down against the wall and exhaled slowly. Li Wuxiang poked his eyes out from his collar to help him be on guard. At this time, he saw two lines of tears suddenly flow down Lou He's face, and he raised his hand to wipe them away.

Is it because you remembered Luo Xi? Li Wuxiang was thinking about what to say, and Lou He spoke up: "Yes, you have to remember this too. Your name is Li Wuxiang, haha, when you reach the realm of Pi Jinxia, ​​you will really be able to transform like me. But it's best not to do this unless it's absolutely necessary. This is not transformation, nor is it taking over someone's body, but using the cultivation of a ghost fairy to take away someone's life, so the karma of this person will also be on you. Sometimes I even feel that I am him - this is a demonic thought, I have to suppress it."

He took a few more breaths: "Okay, continue."

Lou He stood up, pushed the door and walked into the duty room. The monk near the door was still asleep. Lou He walked to his side, and Li Wuxiang fired his flying sword, killing him instantly. Then he walked deeper into the duty room, and there were two more who were also asleep, and they were also pierced to death by the sword.

When it came to dealing with the fourth person's soul, Lou He seemed a little overwhelmed, causing him to wake up in Lingshan. It was Li Wuxiang who sent out another flying sword, and the two of them worked together to drag him to the vengeful ghost.

When he returned to the world of the living, Lou He's face could no longer maintain its original appearance. It seemed as if it was melting, and his eyes and mouth kept falling down. The clean Taoist robe he had just put on also seemed to become extremely heavy, weighing him down so much that he could not straighten his back. At first glance, he did not look like a good person.

Li Wuxiang fell off his body and transformed into his own appearance: "Brother Lou, I almost know what these people look like. Let me take over next."

Lou He sighed: "Okay, then I will attach myself to you and cover your face. But you have to act quickly when you go up there. The Qing Nang Immortal's transformation is not about appearance, but about spirit. They can't feel anything wrong when I become them, but when you become them, the aura will be different. I feel very uncomfortable now. When you go up there, sit with them for a while." "Also, when you are up there, you will be slow to draw your sword. Get rid of one first, and the other can react accordingly."

Li Wuxiang nodded, walked out of the duty room and stepped onto the stone steps of the platform.

He didn't feel anything unusual when he took the first few steps, but as he walked further up, he felt pressure, just like the magic that Xu Daosheng had used on him before, he felt his skin become extremely heavy, and every time he took a step, he felt that he was slowly shrinking, as if he was sinking into the stone steps.

He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. When he reached the last dozen steps, he almost moved up bit by bit. When he could see the two people sitting at the top, Li Wuxiang couldn't bear it anymore, so he slowly sat down and released his flying sword.

For a swordsman who practices Qigong, it is better to say that the flying sword is a hidden weapon than a flying sword. Because he uses the tentacles as the sword line, he can fly more smoothly. However, when the flying sword leaves the body, he needs to swing the tentacles to accumulate power before launching it, which is much slower. At this speed, it may be successful to sneak attack one cultivator, but if another cultivator reacts, it will be a big problem.

Lou He said in a low voice: "Don't panic, leave the other one to me. At worst, I can take him directly to Lingshan. Remember, after you deal with them, go down the opposite side of the road you are walking on now, and you will see a door. Go all the way down, and the Five Mountains Formation is under this platform. There will be someone guarding the formation inside, and you can react accordingly when the time comes."

Li Wuxiang couldn't help but smile in his heart. Lou He's style of doing things was quite similar to his own, but there were also differences. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had said "adapt to circumstances" twice.

"You said you wanted to put some incense on it, how do you do it?"

"You have to be a member of the True Form Sect. To put it bluntly, it means inviting the True Spirit to accept offerings. The True Spirit will eat the meat and leave a few drops of soup for you."

"then you?"

"I steal. Just a little, not more."

Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment, then turned around and looked at the tablet again.

The temptation is too great... The entire Coffin Mountain, so many people, more than a hundred years of accumulation, how much incense and vows should there be. I am now stuck at the edge of the "Refining Qi into Spirit" of the True Immortal Body Dao Chapter. Originally, the outer heresy theory can borrow the Five Mountains True Shape Map to break through the realm, and now the Five Mountains True Shape Map is on it.

But if I can steal a little more here, maybe I can directly break through the "Refining the Spirit and Transforming the Void" and get close to the golden elixir!
This means we have saved ourselves decades of detours compared to others!

"Brother Lou, you said that we should steal, but not too much. What will happen if we steal too much?"

"I know what you are thinking. No, if you steal too much, Wu Meng will know--"

"Aren't we just trying to lure Wu Meng out?"

"I'm talking about you. Didn't you go through the tribulation when you were refining Qi?"

"Yes. A spirit carried me across."

"Then what are you thinking about? Your Qi Refining Tribulation is the Three Thunder Tribulation, and when you reach the Golden Core stage, you will have to go through the Forty-Nine Golden Core Tribulation. If you go through the tribulation here without waiting for Wu Meng to take action, you will kill yourself!"

"Ranshan Fantasy——"

"Same!"

Li Wuxiang nodded. Neither could the external evil. Now he was inclined to believe that the external evil was Taiyi, but if he asked him to help... and asked him to help on the territory of the True Form Sect, Li Wuxiang himself was wondering if there would be a lot of trouble, or even if the Five Mountains True Spirits here knew that he was still hiding somewhere in Lingshan.

So……

"Okay, I'll go up and take care of the one that's closer to me, and you deal with the other one."

He took another breath and climbed the last five steps.

One monk was sitting cross-legged beside the steps, with his back to him, and the other was sitting opposite him. Li Wuxiang walked to three steps away from him, stopped, and slowly sat down - this distance was the farthest distance he thought his flying sword could send out.

As soon as he sat down on the stage, Li Wuxiang felt the pressure on his body become even greater. The golden coils seemed to squeak inside his body, and the skin under his Taoist robe had begun to deform slightly.

But his heart became calmer and he smelled a good smell.

It’s not the taste, it should be the sixth sense besides the five senses, the feeling of incense and vows.

Perhaps it was because the incense here was too strong, or perhaps because he was a ghost immortal and more sensitive, that feeling even began to materialize - a man saw a traveler who was starving and cold in the snow, dying, so he felt compassion and rescued him. The traveler had not yet regained consciousness in the warm blanket, but the man was already satisfied and felt a little moved by his own actions.

It was this kind of throbbing that seemed to have become something concrete, spreading all around his body, so dense that it could not be dissolved, causing Li Wuxiang to involuntarily take it into his consciousness.

It was also at this time that he could feel something else contained in those throbbings, like impurities in them - some vague memories and feelings that belonged only to those locked in the coffin mountain.

These things should be evil thoughts. But bathed in the faint light emitted by the huge tablet, these things did not stir up the slightest ripple in his heart.

Lou He seemed to be stealing the incense. Li Wuxiang could feel the skin wrapped around his body gradually becoming stronger, supporting his body and making him feel less stressed.

So he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the two monks beside him and opposite him, waiting for Lou He to recover enough strength.

But at this glance, he found that the eyes of the cultivator three steps away had opened without him noticing - he also glanced at him, frowned slightly, and said: "Brother He, don't be greedy. When you came up just now, I heard that you were running out of energy and had rested halfway, and now you come here to continue practicing..."

He shook his head: "Anyway, you will be able to cultivate your spirit within these five years, so why rush it? Be careful or you may end up losing more than you gain."

The cultivator opposite also opened his eyes: "What your Senior Brother Song said makes sense. Many people in the sect failed because they could not suppress the evil thoughts in their hearts. It is best not to force yourself to practice when your energy is exhausted. Junior Brother He, go to the duty room and sleep for a while. If you really can't sleep, your Senior Brother Feng and Junior Brother Zhao are watching over you in the formation below. It has been a bit uneasy these past few days. I heard that there is still a swordsman in the city. You should go and take care of him, just in case."

Something happened "randomly" - two monks who woke up and were about to cultivate their spirits, and also, there was not just one person below, but three in total!
How to respond to “adaptation”?
Li Wuxiang felt Lou He tighten around him, and his tentacles moved, transmitting the voice into his body: "It can't be done. You nod to them, walk slowly, and be reluctant. Let's think of other ways to lure Wu Meng out."

Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment: "If I don't leave, will they chase me away?"

"No, others are too lazy to care about such things. It is the most benevolent thing to persuade them, so that you won't go crazy and disturb others' practice. Have you forgotten the 49th Golden Pill Tribulation?"

"What does forty-nine golden elixir tribulations mean? Forty-nine tribulation thunders?"

"Yes."

"If you help me to block the disaster, can you stop it?"

Lou He fell silent for a long time. After a while, he said, "Ah, you were right before. People change. Your question reminds me that if I were in this situation ten years ago, I would have said, without you saying anything, that I would block the thunder for you and ask you to get them out. Looking back now, I have changed. I don't even look like a swordsman anymore. Li Wuxiang——"

"I was just joking." Li Wuxiang closed his eyes and ignored the two True Form Sect monks on the stage. "But today, I will achieve Golden Elixir."

(End of this chapter)