Chapter 455: Tiangang Thunder Beast, Counting the Harvest, Special Lottery
Chapter 455: Tiangang Thunder Beast, Counting the Harvest, Special Lottery (8.6k)
Behind the mountain of Xuanxiao, there is a cold pond that is quiet and secluded.
The water in the pond was as black as a mirror, with a thin layer of frost floating on the surface, and it was bone-chillingly cold. The surrounding stone walls were engraved with ancient array patterns, and as spiritual energy flowed, the sound of dragon roars could be faintly heard.
This is the real core of Xuanxiao Sect’s mountain protection formation - the center of the “Nine Transformations of Heaven” formation!
Liu Shuang and Yu Qingru hid their bodies and quietly approached the edge of the cold pond.
"It is indeed here." Yu Qingru's eyes flickered slightly, and she tapped the air with her fingertips. An invisible array pattern emerged. She whispered, "Under the cold pond, the spiritual power is fluctuating abnormally. It must be the center of the array."
Liu Shuang nodded slightly, her eyes as cold as frost: "Xuan Xiao Sect is really cunning, hiding the core of the formation in a place like this."
She used to be a killer at Qiuyue Temple and was very good at hiding her aura. At this moment, her body was covered with a layer of light purple mist, which was the secret "Hidden Moon Veil" of Qiuyue Temple, which could block the detection of spiritual consciousness.
Yu Qingru used her fingertips to make hand gestures and, with the attainments of a quasi-fourth-level formation master, quietly analyzed the warning formation outside the cold pond.
"It's cracked." She said softly, "But there must be someone guarding the bottom of the pool. We need to fight quickly and decisively."
Liu Shuang nodded, and a slender silver needle slid out of her sleeve - the "Hanpo Needle", Qiuyue Temple's assassination weapon, specifically designed to break the protective spiritual power.
The two looked at each other, then flashed and dived into the cold pond like ghosts!
"boom--"
Deep in the cold pond, a bronze formation platform was suspended in the water. In the center of the platform was inlaid a dazzling spiritual bead, which was the core of the formation.
However, just as the two approached the formation platform——
"Who dares to trespass into my Xuanxiao forbidden land?!"
An angry roar was heard, and the water in the pool surged violently. An old figure emerged from behind the formation platform, his hair and beard were all white, his eyes were like lightning, and the pressure of the peak of the Purple Mansion burst out from his body!
It was the Grand Elder of Xuanxiao Sect.
"People from the Fu family?!" The elder's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face changed suddenly, "How did you find this place?!"
He was shocked. The Cold Pond Formation's Eye was a top secret of the sect, not even ordinary elders knew about it. How could the Fu family be able to accurately locate this place? !
"kill!"
The Great Elder did not hesitate, and with a flick of his sleeves, he summoned a pitch-black bone staff - the "Xuanyin Soul-Devouring Staff", a third-rank evil spiritual weapon. With a wave of his hand, countless resentful souls screamed out and rushed towards the two of them.
"Mother-in-law, be careful!" Liu Shuang shouted softly, and her figure flashed to stand in front of Yu Qingru. The cold soul needle turned into a silver thread and pierced the throat of the elder.
"A mere trifle." The great elder sneered, and blocked with his bone staff. The needles collided with the staff, and sparks flew.
After all, he was at the peak of the Purple Mansion, with abundant spiritual power. He slapped out with his backhand, and a black palm print wrapped in cold and gloomy power blasted towards Liu Shuang.
"boom!"
Liu Shuang was knocked back several steps, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, but the fighting spirit in her eyes remained undiminished.
"As expected of you, the Grand Elder of Xuanxiao Sect..." She wiped off the blood and said coldly, "Unfortunately, you will die today."
"hiss--"
Just as the Great Elder was about to press on with his victory, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the cold pond. The water churned violently, and a huge monster broke out of the water.
A quasi-fourth-level spiritual beast - the black-scaled python.
The trump card that Fu Changsheng gave them before leaving finally appeared at this moment.
The black python was ten feet long, its scales were as cold as black iron, its pupils were scarlet, and when it opened its mouth it spewed out a poisonous mist that instantly corroded the Great Elder's protective aura.
“What, a quasi-fourth-level spiritual beast?!” The Great Elder was horrified and hurriedly urged his bone staff to resist, but the black python’s giant tail had already swept over.
"boom--"
The Great Elder was thrown dozens of feet away and hit hard on the stone wall at the bottom of the pool, and his bone staff almost slipped out of his hand.
"Mother-in-law, now is the time." Liu Shuang said in a low voice.
Yu Qingru's eyes became fierce, and she quickly formed seals with her hands. A complex array pattern spread from under her feet - the "Soul Locking Forbidden Array", which instantly imprisoned the Great Elder's spiritual power.
Liu Shuang's figure flashed, and she used the Hanpo Needle again. This time, the tip of the needle was covered with a layer of cold blue light - Qiuyue'an's killer move "Frost Soul Stab", which was specifically designed to destroy the soul.
“No——” The Great Elder’s eyes were bloodshot and he struggled desperately, but the Soul Locking Formation slowed down his movements, and the poisonous mist of the Black Scaled Python eroded his meridians.
"puff"
The cold soul needle pierced through his forehead, the power of the frost soul burst out, and the great elder's soul was instantly frozen.
"You...you guys..." He stared at the two of them, his eyes full of unwillingness. Finally, his breath stopped and his body slowly sank into the cold pool.
"Mother-in-law, let's hurry!" Liu Shuang put away the Hanpo Needle and leaped onto the bronze array platform.
Yu Qingru did not hesitate. She condensed a spiritual pattern on her fingertips and pressed it on the central spiritual bead.
"Om-"
The spirit pearl shone brightly, the formation platform vibrated violently, and countless formation patterns moved like living things, finally converging in Qingru's palm.
"It's done!" Her eyes gleamed, "I can barely control the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Gang Formation!"
The two looked towards the battlefield.
But seeing that Master Xueying had already started fighting with Fu Changsheng, Yu Qingru's face changed:
"Oops!"
Liu Shuang was afraid that Yu Qingru would become confused due to her concern.
Quick reminder:
"Mother-in-law, let's follow father's plan and seal the mountain gate first."
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the other side.
True Man Xueying sneered, his blood robe fluttered, and the bloody murderous energy around him suddenly condensed, turning into a blood-red giant palm that covered the sky and the sun, and slapped Fu Changsheng fiercely!
"A mere Purple Mansion dares to act so presumptuously in front of me?"
Fu Changsheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and the "Ancient Source Thunder Scripture" in his body started running wildly. He clasped his hands together, and lightning suddenly surged around his body.
"Yimu Divine Thunder——break!"
"boom--!"
A turquoise lightning burst out from his palm, like a green dragon soaring into the sky, rushing straight to the bloody palm! Yimu Divine Thunder contains endless vitality, specifically for defeating evil spirits. The bloody evil spirit of Blood Shadow Zhenren was torn apart, and the giant palm collapsed!
Fu Changsheng's mouth was bleeding. Although he barely blocked the attack, the pressure from the Jindan cultivator still made his internal organs tremble and the spiritual energy in his body surged.
"Hmm?" Master Xueying frowned, "You can actually break my Blood Evil Palm? You are quite capable, but it's a pity that you are so short-lived!"
Master Xueying grinned grimly, flicked his sleeves, and sacrificed a blood-colored bone banner. The surface of the banner was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves, and countless wronged souls were entangled. It was actually a fourth-level, mid-grade evil magic weapon - the "Blood Banner of Ten Thousand Souls".
"Young man, it is an honor for you to die under this banner."
As the blood flag was unfurled, a sudden cold wind howled between heaven and earth, and countless bloody evil spirits roared out, turning into a raging sea of blood, swallowing up Fu Changsheng!
Fu Changsheng gritted his teeth and urged the Yi Mu Divine Thunder again, but the power of the blood banner was far beyond his imagination. As soon as the lightning touched the sea of blood, it was corroded by endless resentment and broke into pieces!
"Puff!" He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew backwards, and hit the mountain wall heavily, his breath weak!
"Head of the family!" The three heroes of the Qin family were furious and wanted to rescue him, but they were suppressed by the pressure of Master Blood Shadow and could not move!
"It's over..." Qin Da clenched his halberd tightly, his eyes full of despair, "How can we resist Jindan Zhenren?"
"Am I really going to die here today?" Qin Er's face was pale, and the Meteorite Shuttle in his hand was dim.
The morale of the Fu family's cultivators collapsed. Their originally unstoppable offensive collapsed in an instant, and many people even began to flee!
"Hahaha!" Sect Leader Xuan Xiao laughed wildly, his eyes full of pride, "Fu Changsheng, you are defeated after all!"
He turned to look at Master Xueying and said anxiously, "Senior, kill this boy quickly, or else something bad will happen!"
True Man Blood Shadow snorted coldly, and the blood flag unfolded again. The sea of blood surged and crushed towards Fu Changsheng!
"Die!"
Just when the sea of blood was about to swallow Fu Changsheng——
"Humph, you are only at the third level of Jindan, and you dare to touch my people?"
A cold female voice suddenly sounded, and then a bright sword light fell from the sky!
"boom--!"
The sea of blood was split open by a sword, and the sword's power remained undiminished, heading straight for Blood Shadow Master!
"What?!" True Man Xueying was horrified and hurriedly activated the blood flag to resist, but he was still pushed back dozens of feet, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth!
He looked up suddenly, and saw a graceful figure in white standing in the air, holding a green sword in her hand. The sword energy around her was awe-inspiring, and the pressure was as deep as an abyss!
Middle stage of Jindan——Luo Haitang!
“Luo…Luo Haitang?!” Master Xueying’s pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned pale instantly, “Why are you here?!”
Luo Haitang smiled coldly: "Xueying, you are so brave, dare to touch my people?"
True Man Xueying was horrified. Although he was at the third level of the Golden Core, Luo Haitang was at the middle level of the Golden Core, and his sword skills far exceeded those of his peers. He was no match at all!
"Escape!" He did not hesitate. His blood robe spread out and instantly turned into a ray of blood light. He wanted to use the blood escape technique to escape!
however--
"Om-!"
The Xuanxiao Sect's mountain protection formation suddenly lit up, and the formation patterns flowed, actually blocking the entire mountain gate!
"What?!" True Man Xueying was shocked and angry. He turned his mind towards the direction of the cold pond in the back mountain, only to see two beautiful figures standing at the center of the formation - Yu Qingru and Liu Shuang!
"Xuan Xiao boy, you are a piece of trash. You can't even defend a formation."
Master Xueying's face turned pale. There was no way back!
"Senior Luo is here!" Qin was overjoyed. He tightly gripped his halberd and his fighting spirit was rekindled!
"The head of the family is saved!" The morale of the cultivators of the Fu family was greatly boosted. The originally scattered formation was condensed again and they counterattacked the disciples of Xuanxiao Sect!
"It's over..." Sect Leader Xuan Xiao looked ashen, trembling all over, "Luo Haitang...why is she here?!"
The disciples of Xuanxiao Sect, who had been confident of victory, now felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave. Many of them even knelt on the ground and begged for mercy!
"Senior Xueying, please think of a solution quickly!" Sect Leader Xuanxiao roared, no longer showing his previous pride.
Master Xueying gritted his teeth, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Luo Haitang, do you really want to fight me to the death?"
Luo Haitang sneered: "Are you worthy?"
Before she finished her words, she turned the tip of her sword, and endless sword energy transformed into a torrential sword rain, covering the Blood Shadow Immortal!
"Damn it!" Master Xueying roared, his blood flag danced wildly, and he tried his best to resist, but every sword attack made his blood boil, and he was defeated step by step!
Blood Shadow Master's eyes were bloodshot, and he grinned, "Luo Haitang, do you really think you can defeat me?!"
He bit his tongue hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the "Blood Banner of Ten Thousand Souls". The banner glowed with blood, and countless wronged souls screamed, and it condensed into a bloody demon shadow that was a hundred feet tall. The demon shadow had three heads and six arms, holding a blood knife, a bone spear, and a chain, and the murderous aura was overwhelming!
True Man Blood Shadow roared wildly, his body merged with the Demon Shadow, his aura surged, and he actually briefly stepped into the fourth level of Golden Core!
"Luo Haitang, today I will let you see my true trump card!"
The Blood Demon swung all six arms together, the blood sword slashed out a thousand-foot blade light, the bone spear pierced through the void, the chains strangled like a poisonous dragon, and the offensive was overwhelming!
Luo Haitang's eyes turned cold, her green sword trembled slightly, and nine mysterious patterns appeared on the sword body - "Nine Mysterious Sword Patterns", which were transformed from her innate sword techniques. Each pattern could unleash a level of sword power!
"Nine Mysterious Swords: Breaking Evil!"
She slashed out with her sword, and nine sword patterns lit up one after another. The sword energy fell like a galaxy, and collided with the blood demon's attack with a loud bang!
"boom--!"
The earth shook, and the aftermath swept thousands of feet across. Most of the buildings at the Xuanxiao Sect’s mountain gate collapsed, and the low-level cultivators were directly knocked unconscious!
The Blood Demon's blade shattered and the bone spear broke, but the chain strangely bypassed the sword energy and attacked Luo Haitang's back!
"Hmm?" Luo Haitang flashed, and the sword swung, cutting the chain. However, the broken chain turned into blood mist, which instantly invaded her protective aura!
"Blood evil corrodes the soul?!" She frowned slightly, and the sword energy in her body shook, forcing out the blood mist, but her meridians were still corroded a little.
True Man Xueying laughed wildly: "My bloody evil spirit is designed to consume spiritual energy. The more you practice, the faster you will die!"
Luo Haitang snorted coldly and pointed his sword at the sky. The sword energy around him turned into thousands of sword threads, interweaving into a sword net that covered the sky - the "Heavenly Sword Net", blocking all of Blood Shadow Zhenren's retreat routes!
"A mere trifle!" The Blood Shadow Immortal spread out his blood robe, and his figure suddenly became ethereal, turning into thousands of blood shadows, flying away in all directions!
Each blood shadow contained a trace of his soul, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. Although most of the sword net was shattered, dozens of blood shadows still escaped and re-condensed thousands of feet away!
"Luo Haitang, you can't kill me!" True Man Xueying sneered, and a blood-colored talisman appeared on his palm - the "Blood God's Death Substitute Talisman". He spent a hundred years of hard work to refine it, and it can be used to take someone's place in death once!
"I have so many ways to save my life, can you imagine?!"
Luo Haitang's eyes focused, the sword tip turned again, all the Nine Profound Sword Patterns lit up, the sword energy turned from green to purple, and the power surged!
"Nine Mysterious Swords: Kill the Evil!"
As the sword came out, purple thunder descended from the sky, and the sword energy was like a dragon, directly slashing at the Blood Shadow Immortal!
True Man Xueying's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated the blood flag to resist. At the same time, he crushed a blood-colored jade slip - "Blood River Escape Talisman", and his figure moved thousands of feet in an instant!
"boom--!"
The sword energy created a deep abyss on the spot. Although Master Xueying avoided the fatal blow, his left arm was still cut off by the aftermath of the sword energy, and blood spilled into the sky!
“Ah——!” He howled miserably, his face horrified, “Luo Haitang, you forced me to do this!”
True Man Xueying suddenly sucked the blood mist of the broken arm into his stomach, clasped his hands together, and the Blood Banner of Ten Thousand Souls trembled violently. Countless wronged souls in the banner wailed, and they were forcibly sacrificed by him!
"Blood Soul Burning Spirit Technique!"
Blood-red flames ignited around his body, and his aura rose again, briefly reaching the fifth level of the Golden Core! But the price was that his lifespan burned rapidly, and his face aged at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Today, I will perish together with you!"
True Man Blood Shadow roared wildly, and the blood flag turned into a thousand-foot-long blood river. Countless hideous ghost faces emerged in the river and swallowed up Luo Haitang!
This attack has surpassed the middle stage of the Golden Core and is close to the power of the late stage of the Golden Core!
Luo Haitang's pupils shrank slightly, and finally she revealed a solemn expression. She took a deep breath, sheathed her sword, put her hands together, and restrained the sword energy around her body, transforming it into a pure sword intention - "Sword Heart without Form"!
"The sword heart has no form, all laws are broken."
She slowly drew her sword. The sword came out without light, sound or shadow, only a ray of extreme sharpness between heaven and earth!
"No form, soul-slaying!"
"Shh-!"
The blood river was split open by a sword, the ghost face's wailing dissipated, the sword light continued to move forward, and it slashed directly at the center of Blood Shadow Immortal's eyebrows!
“No——!” Master Xueying roared in despair, and the Blood God’s Death Talisman was automatically activated, but the sword light ignored the talisman and directly slashed into the depths of his soul!
"puff!"
Blood Shadow Zhenren was bleeding from all seven orifices and his soul was in great pain. Although the death talisman saved his life, his soul had been severely damaged and his fighting power was only one tenth of what it was!
"You...you actually cultivated the formless sword intent?!" He roared in a trembling voice, no longer having the will to fight, and turned around to flee!
How could Luo Haitang let him escape? The sword edge rose again, and the nine mysterious sword patterns merged into one, transforming into a sword pillar that reached the sky!
"Nine Mysteries Return to One, Destruction!"
"boom--!"
The sword pillar pierced through the sky and earth, Blood Shadow Zhenren's body shattered, and his golden elixir exploded.
...
Before taking your last breath.
The memories of his previous life suddenly became clear.
Three hundred years ago.
At that time, he was still called "Zhou Ziling" and was just a down-and-out scholar whose entire family was slaughtered.
In the mud on the outskirts of Qingzhou, he held his little sister's still-warm body, watching the disciples of the Wangui Sect stepping through the pool of blood in their jade-studded boots, chatting and laughing as they took away the "True Interpretation of the Blood River" handed down from the Zhou family. "Ants are also worthy of cultivating immortals?" The man sneered when he shattered his dantian with a flick of his finger.
Later, when he was eating rotten flesh in a mass grave, he met his first master, the old demon from the Blood Demon Sect.
The old ghost pried open his teeth and poured the stinking blood pill into him: "Poor bones? No problem! Blood path cultivation requires hatred!"
When he knelt in the blood refining pool and was eaten by thousands of ants, he kept dreaming about the hole in his little sister's throat. The sword tassel of the Wanguimen was still hanging on her open eyelashes.
When he was 200 years old, he slaughtered all the Blood Demon Sect and used the old demon's skull to refine the first blood banner.
On the night of his death, he went to Qingzhou City to build a tombstone. The inscription was written with the blood of his enemy's finger bones: "All members of the Zhou family have lost their way to immortality."
Unfortunately, the Wanguimen had already moved away from the mountain gate, and the enemy from that time died of old age.
Later, he became the feared Blood Shadow Immortal, but gradually forgot why he practiced.
Until today, when Luo Haitang's sword split the blood banner, he suddenly saw clearly the wailing wronged souls on the banner -
Seventy percent of them were wearing the coarse cloth clothes of ordinary people.
In his last consciousness, he vaguely saw his little sister standing on the other side of the blood river.
He still looked like he was fourteen years old, but his neck was clean without any wounds. He tilted his head and asked him, "Brother, you said you wanted to kill all the evil cultivators in the world... Why did you end up killing only the oil seller?"
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At the moment when the sword light annihilated the soul, this demon cultivator who had been in power for three hundred years suddenly laughed.
It turns out that the most painful thing is never the unrevenged revenge, but that as time goes by, you actually become the kind of person you hated the most.
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...
The roar of Master Blood Shadow came to an abrupt end.
The formless sword light was like a blade of heaven, piercing straight through his brow. The Blood God's death-substitution talisman had not yet taken effect, but the sword's will had already slashed the origin of his soul! The ferocious face of Blood Shadow Immortal froze, the blood flames around him suddenly extinguished, and his aging body cracked like a dead tree, eventually turning into a puff of smelly blood mist, which was blown away by the mountain wind.
"Senior Xueying... is dead?!" Sect Master Xuanxiao stumbled back, his face pale. He suddenly looked up and saw Luo Haitang standing with his sword sheathed, his eyes as cold as frost. He immediately trembled all over and shouted hoarsely: "Senior Luo! As a Jindan cultivator, you are bound by the 'Heavenly Alliance Contract' between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Far West. You are not allowed to attack the Zifu Sect! If you force yourself to act, you will be violating the Heavenly Alliance!"
Luo Haitang frowned slightly.
The Tianmeng Contract does have this rule - cultivators above the Jindan stage are not allowed to massacre members of the Zifu Sect, otherwise they will be brought to the Far West for accountability.
"Noisy."
A cold voice interrupted him.
Fu Changsheng took a step forward, his robes stained with blood, but his eyes were full of lightning. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Who said that Senior Luo needs to take action? I am enough to kill you, an old dog!"
Sect Leader Xuanxiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, Fu Changsheng suddenly attacked!
The Ancient Source Thunder Sutra was fully activated, and thunder patterns appeared all over his body. His right arm turned into a dazzling thunder arm, and a purple thunder seal condensed in his palm - the "Yi Mu Thunder Evil Seal"! This seal combines the vitality of Yi Mu and the destructive power of the thunder evil, and it is the killing move he realized in seclusion!
"How arrogant you young brat!" Sect Leader Xuanxiao roared, and the peak spiritual power of the Purple Mansion burst out. He sacrificed his life-saving magic weapon "Xuanxiao Jade Book", and as the pages of the book flew, they transformed into thousands of spiritual sword shadows to protect his body!
"break!"
Fu Changsheng's thunder seal fell, like a giant hammer smashing a mirror, and the spiritual sword shadows shattered inch by inch! The head of Xuanxiao retreated in shock, but saw Fu Changsheng's left palm condense another red lightning - "Leaving Fire to Kill Evil Thunder"! The two thunders overlapped and turned into a thunder dragon strangling formation, completely blocking his retreat!
"Do not--!"
Lightning flashed through his body, and the protective aura of the head of Xuanxiao was torn apart like paper. The Yimu lightning eroded his meridians, and the Lihuo lightning burned his dantian. Blood gushed out of his seven orifices, his body was charred like charcoal, and the jade book in his hand exploded!
Fu Changsheng rushed forward, grabbed his throat, lifted his body high above his head, and shouted: "The Xuanxiao Sect colluded with evil cultivators, today I, Fu Changsheng, will punish them on behalf of heaven!"
With five fingers clenched, lightning flashed!
"boom!"
The head of Sect Leader Xuan Xiao exploded, and his headless body was engulfed by thunder and fire, turning into ashes!
There was dead silence in front of the mountain gate.
The disciples of Xuanxiao Sect knelt on the ground, trembling; the three heroes of the Qin family clenched their weapons, their blood boiling; Luo Haitang raised the corners of his lips slightly, and approval flashed in his eyes.
Fu Changsheng shook off the blood flame in his hand, turned around and bowed solemnly to Luo Haitang: "Thank you for your support, senior."
Luo Haitang chuckled, and with a wave of her sleeves, the sword energy swept across the plaque at the mountain gate, and the three words "Xuanxiao Sect" collapsed.
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The blood mist has not yet dissipated and the mountain wind is howling.
Fu Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back in front of the broken gate of Xuan Xiao Sect. He glanced at the Xuan Xiao disciples kneeling on the ground and spoke in a cold and solemn voice:
"Liu Shuang."
"Here!" Liu Shuang, dressed in white, came out with a sword in her arms, with cold stars flickering in her eyes.
"Take people to search the Sutra Library." Fu Changsheng flicked his fingertips, and a ray of lightning turned into a talisman and fell into her palm. "All the martial arts books should be sealed according to the three categories of "Xuanmen Zhenglu", "Xieyi Mishu" and "Zaxuebianmen". If you encounter any restrictions, use this thunder talisman to break them."
Liu Shuang accepted the order solemnly, turned around and pointed out ten elite members of the Fu family, and turned into a white rainbow and headed straight for the Sutra Library. She knew very well that this matter was very important - the Xuanxiao Sect had been established for a thousand years, and the various skills and secrets were the greatest treasures.
"Fellow Daoist Qin." Fu Changsheng looked at the three heroes of the Qin family again.
"Just give your orders, patriarch!" The three brothers responded in unison. The blood on their armor was not yet dry, but their eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
Fu Changsheng shook his sleeves, and three jade bottles flew out and hung in front of the three heroes of the Qin family. The liquid in the bottles was one black and one white, the black one was surging like ink, and the white one was like milk condensed frost.
"The Forget Dust Water will wash away his memory, and the Sterilization Water will sever his lineage." His voice was calm, but every word was as sharp as a knife. "After drinking it, you will be exiled to three death mines: the 'Frost Iron Mine', the 'Ghost Phosphorus Cave', and the 'Erosion Bone Abyss'. You cannot leave until you die."
Boss Qin grabbed the jade bottle and grinned, "That's exactly what I want! These bastards didn't show any mercy when they used the blood of ordinary people to refine their weapons!"
Upon hearing this, the Xuanxiao disciples turned pale. Some collapsed to the ground, some kowtowed and begged for mercy, and some even tried to flee - but Qin Lao San smashed their knees with an iron chain and dragged them back to the team howling.
When the crying sound faded away, Fu Changsheng nodded slightly to Luo Haitang and said, "Senior, please follow me to the treasure pavilion."
Luo Haitang's black hair brushed against the scabbard, and she smiled: "It is more in accordance with the will of heaven to sterilize Wang Chen than to kill him directly."
The two of them walked through the messy ground, occasionally seeing the burnt spiritual grass among the ruins along the way. The Xuanxiao Sect's treasure pavilion is located on the back mountain of the main peak. A three-story black jade tower stands tall. The "Soul-Calming Bell" hanging on the eaves has long been shattered by thunder and fire. Only a blood-colored spell on the tower door is still flowing - it is the "Xuanxue Forbidden" condensed by the blood of the Xuanxiao Sect's successive leaders.
Fu Changsheng put his fingers together like a sword, and a ray of Yi wood lightning tentatively pierced the talisman.
"Swish--" The blood talisman suddenly backfired and turned into a ferocious blood python that bit his wrist!
"The Huanxi Sect's 'Blood Refining Soul Sealing Technique'." Luo Haitang snorted lightly, and the ancient sword "Wuxiang" behind him suddenly came out of its sheath three inches.
A flash of sword intent passed by, and the blood python instantly froze into ice, and then broke into blood crystals all over the sky. She flicked her finger, and the ice crystals wrapped in sword light crashed into the tower door, tearing the so-called "golden elixir difficult to break" restriction like thin paper!
The moment he stepped into the treasure pavilion, Fu Changsheng's pupils suddenly shrank——
Most of the hundreds of magical instruments and spiritual materials on display on the first floor were rotten! The black iron turned into slag, the spiritual jade turned into powder, and only a few treasures above the third level barely maintained their form. It was obvious that someone had used secret methods to extract their spirituality.
"Soul Devouring Evil." Luo Haitang picked up a cracked "Xuan Yin Ice Soul" with the tip of his sword and said coldly, "Before the old ghost Xueying died, he probably sucked the essence of these treasures to recover from his injuries."
Fu Changsheng quickly climbed up to the upper floors. In the third-floor alchemy room, the jade box containing the "Soul-Guiding Pill" was empty; in the fourth-floor talisman pavilion, there were only a few broken third-level "Blood Escape Talismans" left; until the fifth floor, a dusty ancient bronze box caught his attention.
There is a star map engraved on the box, and there is a thunder pattern seal on the lock - it has the same origin as the "Ancient Source Thunder Sutra"!
"This is..." Fu Changsheng poured his thunder spiritual power into the lock, and the lid of the box opened with a bang.
A brilliant golden light shot up into the sky!
A broken golden bone fragment lay quietly in the box, with a natural thunder pattern on it. As soon as it appeared, it caused the thunder pill in Fu Changsheng's dantian to vibrate violently!
"The finger bone of the Tiangang Thunder Beast?" Luo Haitang was surprised for the first time. "No wonder Xueying didn't touch this thing - it can't be refined by anyone other than a Thunder Cultivator."
Fu Changsheng held the bone fragment and felt the vast thunder rushing through his meridians.
Inside the treasure pavilion, Fu Changsheng was using thunder patterns to seal the bone fragment of the Tiangang Thunder Beast when he suddenly felt the sword intent rippling behind him.
Luo Haitang's fingertips gently stroked the jade talisman, and a rare flash of anxiety flashed across her brows: "Yongxuan's 'Xuanyin Condensing Pill Tribulation' has been brought forward." The Wuxiang Sword in her sleeve hummed and trembled, "I must return to the Luo family immediately to take charge."
Yongxuan is really about to form a pill!
If he succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, he will become the second golden elixir of the Fu family.
Fu Changsheng was both excited and nervous, and he immediately bowed his hands solemnly: "Senior, please go ahead. I'll be here."
Luo Haitang nodded, but seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped: "The classics in Xuanxiao Sect's Sutra Library..."
"Once Liu Shuang has finished sorting it out, I will have someone copy a complete copy and personally deliver it to the Luo family. In addition, 50% of the resources obtained from this battle, whether spiritual stones, magic weapons, or spiritual materials, will be paid as tribute to you, senior."
Hearing this, Luo Haitang raised the corners of his lips slightly.
She flicked her fingertips, and a beam of blood suddenly appeared, hovering in front of Fu Changsheng - it was the life-saving magic weapon [Blood Banner of Ten Thousand Souls] left behind by True Man Xueying after his death!
The whole banner is dark red, with nine hideous ghost patterns embroidered on it. One can faintly hear shrill wails, and it is obvious that it has devoured countless souls.
"Old Ghost Xueying's magic weapon is evil, but it's quite powerful." Luo Haitang said calmly, "Since you have a ghost servant, this item is just right for her. It can also be regarded as a gift from me to your Fu family to celebrate your promotion to a sixth-rank family."
Fu Changsheng's eyes lit up.
This item is a fourth-level mid-grade magic weapon.
It's not just any ordinary thing.
I didn't expect Luo Haitang to be so emotional.
If this [Blood Soul Banner] can be refined, Qiu Chan's strength will skyrocket!
"Thank you for the treasure, senior!" Fu Changsheng took it solemnly, and when the blood flag appeared in his hand, a cold wind blew and the sound of ghosts howling could be heard faintly.
Luo Haitang said no more. His figure flashed and turned into a sword rainbow that broke through the air and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
...
a few days later.
Amidst the lingering sandalwood, Fu Changsheng sat high in the main seat, his eyes like deep pools, waiting for the battle results to be reported. The hall was solemn, with only the flames of the spirit lamps swaying slightly, reflecting the faces that were either excited or solemn.
"Father!"
Liu Shuang was the first to step out, her white clothes whiter than snow, holding a jade slip in her hand, her clear and cold voice like a spring hitting a stone:
"The Xuanxiao Sect's Sutra Library has a total of 3,700 volumes of martial arts manuals, among which -
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Three volumes of Xuan-level sixth-grade skills: "Xuanxiao Thunder Code", "Blood Prison Demonic Scripture", and "Qingming Sword Art" fragments
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Xuan-level eighth-grade skills, 42 volumes: covering the four major side doors of elixir, equipment, talisman, and formation -
The rest are all yellow rank, from one to nine grades, and have been filed by category for the tribe members to exchange and practice."
She paused, and then continued, "In addition, seventeen secret letters from the Huanxi Sect were found in the dark chamber and have been handed over to the Dark Hall for analysis."
Fu Changsheng nodded slightly: "Good. With this foundation, my Fu family's martial arts library should not be inferior to the Jindan family!"
"Master, the mineral resources of Xuanxiao Sect did not disappoint us!"
Fu Changlei strode forward:
"All nine spiritual mines under the name of Xuanxiao Sect belong to my Fu family! Among them - a low-grade spiritual stone vein, with an estimated annual output of 100,000 spiritual stones! Three cold iron mines, which can be used to refine second-level magic tools! Two red copper mines, suitable for fire magic tools! A ghost phosphorus cave, which produces Yin-attributed spiritual materials, just right for ghost cultivation. A bone-eroding abyss, a poisonous vein, the value of which needs to be estimated!"
"Those Xuanxiao disciples who surrendered have been given the water of forgetfulness and sterilization, and all have been sent to work in the mines until they die!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall showed a look of joy.
"Father, Baicao Valley has a great harvest!"
Fu Yongfu walked forward with a smile on his face, his round face full of joy:
"We have obtained seven thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, one of which is the 'Nine-turn Thunder Ganoderma', which can help thunder cultivators break through bottlenecks! There are more than a hundred spiritual medicines over five hundred years old, and countless low-level spiritual plants. The family's spiritual plant husband has taken over the medicine garden."
He rubbed his hands and lowered his voice: "In addition, we also found a 'Xuanxiao Pill Furnace', which has reached the quasi-fourth level and can refine fourth-level pills!"
Fu Changsheng's eyes gleamed: "Great! With this alchemy furnace, my Fu family's alchemy lineage will flourish!"
"Father, Xuanxiao Market has also been taken over."
Fu Yongrui stepped forward calmly, clasped his fists and reported:
"The two markets under the Xuanxiao Sect are estimated to have an annual income of 100,000 spirit stones. We have arranged for the clan members to re-establish the rules to ensure stable income."
Fu Changsheng nodded with satisfaction: "The market is the source of our family's wealth, so we must manage it properly."
Yu Qingru held the golden book in her hand, walked forward slowly, and said respectfully:
"My husband, the clan members' achievements in this battle have been counted."
She unfolded the golden book and read aloud, her voice sinking slightly as she finished: "In this battle... one hundred and six members of my Fu family died, eighteen of them were foundation-building disciples, and the rest were Qi-refining disciples."
The atmosphere in the hall became solemn and everyone looked dignified.
Fu Changsheng slowly stood up, his eyes like torches, and swept over the crowd:
"This great victory is all thanks to your bravery in killing the enemy. Today, we will reward you according to your merits!"
He waved his sleeves, and the spiritual light flew away——
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Those who have made outstanding military achievements will be given a third-level elixir, spiritual weapon, or technique of their choice! -
Those who perform well will be awarded 10,000 Spiritual Stones and their family contribution will be doubled! -
Ordinary participants will receive a thousand spirit stones and a number of contribution points!
"As for the tribesmen who died in the battle..."
His voice was low, but every word was sonorous:
"Their parents and children will be supported by the family for a hundred years! Their brothers and sisters will be given priority in allocating resources!"
"also--"
He raised his eyes and shook the hall with his voice:
"I have decided to erect a 'Hero Monument' in my ancestral land. The names of those who died in battle for my family will be engraved on it forever, and they will be worshipped by future generations!"
When these words were spoken, everyone in the hall was shocked!
"The head of the family is kind and righteous!"
The three heroes of the Qin family had tears in their eyes, knelt on one knee, and their voices were like thunder.
"We swear to be loyal to the Fu family until death!"
Liu Shuang bowed solemnly, with cold stars twinkling in her eyes.
"I wish to follow my father and fight in all directions!"
All the tribesmen shouted in unison, and the sound was like a tide, echoing in the hall!
Those non-Buddhist monks who had attached themselves to the sect and the independent monks who had surrendered also completely surrendered at this moment and knelt down one after another:
"I am willing to die for the Fu family!"
Fu Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering in the wind.
He knew that after this battle, the Fu family was no longer the second-rate family it once was.
But truly rise up and become a hegemon!
Just now.
A familiar mechanical voice sounded in his mind:
"Ding"
"You led your people to successfully capture Xuanxiao Sect and obtained many resources. You were awarded a special lottery. Would you like to redeem it?"
(End of this chapter)