The dark cave spread in all directions. Xin Qi ran frantically in many directions. After experiencing Lu Bei's 'Escape from the Sky' skill of coming and going without a trace, she first cast a substitute spell on herself, and then surrounded herself with a thick aura of death.
It rushed all the way, emitting a lot of gray exhaust gas.
Just as Lu Bei guessed, Xin Qi's opportunity came.
Illuminated by the one-eyed ghost python, his soul left his body and briefly entered the underworld. After going there and back again, the spirit of the living dead caused his magic power to mutate, and he gained the unique ability to control the death energy.
Apart from the fact that the magic skills she practiced were inherently bizarre, there was another reason: the power of the Ghost Python was not strong enough.
Simply put, this ghost python has reached adulthood, but not fully grown. It is already its limit for it to barely communicate with the Yellow Springs Channel. It is not strong enough to exile the soul of an innate cultivator to the realm of death.
It can be seen from this that Xin Qi's luck value is off the charts. If converted into data, it is enough to crush Lu Bei's pitiful 3.
"With this magical power, your future achievements will be limitless. The old ghost Longquan and the chief steward of the Huangji Sect are not even worthy of carrying my shoes in the future..."
"I can't die here. I have to get rid of the killer behind me as soon as possible."
Xin Qi has no time to look forward to the future as she is still in danger of being killed. She believes that revenge is never too late for a gentleman. She prays to God to give her some more time. Once she has mastered her magical powers, she will repay today's revenge a hundredfold.
In order to save his life, he even crushed the communication talisman, saying that he had got the magic weapon, and that wild dogs from the Huangji Sect were coming upon hearing the news, so he asked the old monster Longquan to rush to help.
Boom—
The violent storm swept through, stirring up the deathly grey fog and dispersing it into turbulent currents that spread in all directions along the complex terrain of the cave.
Xin Qi's heart skipped a beat and she cursed a few times, wishing Lu Bei would be as swift and resolute as lightning in the future.
Swish!!
White light flashed by like a stream of light, and a dense torrent of sword energy washed over the vast cave, shattering the deathly gray fog and pushing it far away to the surroundings.
In the vast net of sword energy, a flying knife as thin as a cicada's wing locked onto Xin Qi. When it got close, it suddenly exploded. The fragments were like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, covering everything within a radius of three meters.
There were as many as three to five hundred fingernail-sized fragments, each of which carried a sharp sword energy that could pierce through gold and split stone. With one encounter, Xin Qi was pierced into a rag.
The remains of the corpse exploded in mid-air, and the corrosive venom sizzled and burned, raising a large amount of poisonous smoke.
Xin Qi appeared in the corner, took a fierce look at Lu Bei's direction, and turned around...
boom!
As soon as I turned around, a fist as big as a casserole enlarged towards me.
Although it was clearly a blunt blow, the force of the oppression was incredibly sharp, cutting her skin and deeply hurting her nerves.
It was as if what was coming towards him was not a fist, but a magical weapon.
At the critical moment, Xin Qi revealed her trump card and showed her full strength. Gray veins appeared on her body, and bean-sized blood beads overflowed from the surface of her skin, solidifying into hard keratin.
Use blood as armor, use death energy as blade, use...
boom!!
The fist falls, the sword opens, and the qi, blood and armor fall apart.
Xin Qi flew backwards, vomiting blood in mid-air, her eyes rolled back and she almost fainted.
She bit her tongue hard, using the pain to stay awake, and with a loud bang, she crashed into the stone wall behind her, her whole body embedded deeply in it in a big letter shape.
On the opposite side, Lu Bei was determined to kill Xin Qi and refused to give her a chance to appear on the cover. He pointed his finger like a sword and thrust it fiercely.
Pieces of broken sword fragments lit up white sword light, flying in the air and gathering into a vortex sword wheel.
The wind blew away the deathly air, and the sword's sharp edge dispersed the rolling air currents, crisscrossing and entangled like a net as it bombarded Xin Qi.
The air was filled with smoke.
The sound of the sword rang loudly, and the cold light pierced through the diamond stone wall, chiseling away a large amount of debris.
To Lu Bei's surprise, this layer of stone wall was not as hard and thick as he imagined. It was easily penetrated by the sword light, revealing a long and dark stone road dotted with luminous beads.
"What kind of luck does this witch have? Is she God's illegitimate daughter?"
Lu Bei stared dumbfounded at the passage that suddenly appeared. He wandered aimlessly in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, not knowing where to start. Eventually, he met Xin Qi, and not only did he get the key, he also found the door.
“Maybe I’ve thought too little. Her chance is not only the Ghost Python, but also the legacy left by her cheap master…” Lu Bei frowned slightly, shocked by Xin Qi’s strong luck. He made a finishing move with his backhand and blasted a sword punch into the ruins.
[You killed Xin Qi and gained 400,000 experience points]
"Not to mention her magical powers, her appearance alone is worth far more than one million yuan. There is indeed a big problem with the calculation."
Lu Bei shook his head, not sure if there were any more tests left by his cheap master ahead. He spread out the Five Elements Wheel under his feet and erected a stone wall to block the gap, hiding himself from the public and buying time.
He closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then found the secret room at the end of the stone path. He pressed his palms on the wall and felt along the way with his giant blue claws to confirm that there were no mechanisms or traps. Then he took out the order of the leader of the Yuhua Sect, inserted it into the groove of the stone wall, and opened the entrance to the secret room.
The secret room is three meters square and is not very large.
There were neatly arranged bookshelves on the left and right walls, and in the center was a square altar, a blood-related mechanism that made She Xuan hate it so much.
The blood mechanism built by the former leader of the Yuhua Sect himself cannot be opened no matter how much blood you shed. It can only be opened with a key.
Without taking the time to take a closer look at the collection of books, Lu Bei opened his mouth and swallowed two bookshelves. He used the key to open the altar mechanism, and after the light faded, several weapons were revealed.
A snow-white sword, a dark straight knife, a golden bow, and three red-feathered arrows.
Lu Bei touched them one by one. The white long sword was of purple quality, the lowest among the weapons. The black knife and the golden bow were of gold quality. The three red feather arrows were of the highest quality, dark gold level equipment, which he could not use at his current level.
After swallowing several weapons, Lu Bei picked up the letter on the altar. Seeing the words "Written by my disciple himself", he didn't know what to say for a moment.
He closed his eyes and imagined Mo Buxiu doing splits in the air. He felt relieved and opened the letter to read.
My disciple, you have arrived here, which means you have found the secret letter that I left in the underground palace of the deep well. You are worthy of being the disciple I have carefully selected. Although I don’t know your name at this moment, I have full confidence in my vision. You have extraordinary talent and will surely carry forward the Yuhua Sect...
Lu Bei: “…”
It was a familiar sentence, as if he had seen it somewhere before. The dead are the greatest, and considering that Mo Buxiu was buried in peace, he would not mind the number of words he wrote.
My dear disciple, it must have taken you a long time to find this place. I would guess, at least ten days and at most a month, is that right
Lu Bei: “…”
No, I met a warm-hearted older sister who brought me here in just a few steps.
Don't blame me for hiding the treasure in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. There are many tests in cultivation, and I can't teach you personally. I can only use this method to hone your patience.
Without further ado, I'm a sword practitioner in my early years, then I became confused and turned into a demon practitioner. During all three stages, I only advanced and never retreated, and would rather break than bend. Therefore, the magic weapon I leave for you does not include any defensive armor.
The sword is named 'Su Chen'. It was forged by my master in the Great Snow Mountain. It has been with me for many years and I have taken great care of it. You should take it and refine it well. Don't let it down.
The name of the bow is 'Xuanzhu' and the name of the arrow is 'Fengque'.
After founding Yuhua Sect for his master, he traveled around the world. His first stop was the land of Chu, which was adjacent to Wu Zhou. He encountered a strong enemy and drew his bow and arrow, almost dying on the spot. Two years later, he went back to seek revenge and won a great victory. In order to remind himself not to forget, he picked up the bow and arrow and kept it as a collection.
Lu Bei: “…”
How did you pick it up? On the ground or in someone else's hand
You and I are members of the Yuhua Sect, and our bloodline is that of feathers. In the future, when we encounter magical weapons such as bows and arrows, we must avoid them if possible, so as to avoid being shot down from the sky.
The last one is this magic sword, which my master found in the far west. According to its owner, it was passed down from a famous magic sect.
This sect inherited nine magic weapons, and they were called "Great Demon Nine Swords". This sword was one of them. I studied it for a long time but couldn't figure out how to use it. I went to look for the magic sect and found out that it was destroyed due to internal strife a hundred years ago. The disciples fled to various places to avoid the enemy, and the remaining eight magic weapons were nowhere to be found.
Thinking about it now, it is still a pity. My dear disciple, you should practice well. When you become the leader of Wu Zhou, you can travel to the far west. If you are lucky, you may be able to pick up a lot of good things like your master.
If you are unlucky, find ways to make your luck better!
I have been cultivating myself for many years and I am not an arrogant or domineering cultivator. That’s all I have to say. You can figure out the specific methods yourself.
Lu Bei: “…”
What should I do? I have grasped the essence of the matter after just one look. Is there still hope
As for what level is required to be called a conqueror of Wu Zhou, if you are not sure, I will give you some advice.
The Huangji Sect is just average stuff, the Tianjian Sect is not worth mentioning, and the Yunzhong Pavilion is good at maintaining the status quo but not aggressive enough. All three are not among the top schools in Wu Zhou. The withered-robed monk from the Dashan Temple in Fengmo Valley is quite skilled. It took the master three tries to defeat him.
Speaking of Dashan Temple, the Zhenyu Forest of Ten Thousand Steles is really a great thing. It's a pity that those bald donkeys are too good at fighting, and they always bully the few with their numbers. Otherwise, I would pick a few of them and bring them back to Sanqing Peak to use as table legs.
"The Huangji Sect is just average, the Tianjian Sect is not worth mentioning, the Yunzhong Pavilion is timid and cowardly, only the Dashan Temple is worth seeing..."
Lu Bei raised his hand and touched his chin, and suddenly realized: "I see, this is the world of the Key Immortals. I will brag like this in the future."
…
In the darkness, a middle-aged man in green clothes and white face flashed and walked. With every step he took, dozens of shadows scattered around.
Although his appearance cannot be called handsome, there is a sense of elegance between his eyebrows, and his serious expression makes him quite noble.
The old monster of Longquan!
After receiving the message from his goddaughter and disciple's wife, he got rid of Lin Fengxian's entanglement as quickly as possible, and was severely hit for it. After finally reaching this place, he cut off Xin Qi's breath.
"How strange! Could there be another teleportation array here?"
Thinking of the magic sword lost by his master, the old monster Longquan snorted coldly. Now that he had found this place, there was no way he would give up no matter what.
He pinched his fingers, raised his hand and grabbed in the wind. At the call of a familiar breath of the sea, he raised his hand and lightly tapped the stone wall, creating a passage.
On the ground, seeing Xin Qi buried in the rubble, the old monster Longquan's face suddenly darkened.
It’s time for the second disciple to find a wife!