Chapter 304: The Death of Zhenlian, the Extermination of All Demons
The "Shangqing Dadong Sutra" is the most precious treasure of Mount Longhu. Only the direct descendants of the Heavenly Master are qualified to pass it on. It is also the treasure that Zhenlian has always dreamed of.
He had fantasized countless times that if he could practice the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra", his cultivation would definitely break through again, and his achievements would definitely not be lower than Zhang Zhiyan.
However, the old Taoist's words now struck his heart like a thunderbolt.
It turned out that he had already learned the "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing" a long time ago, but he just... couldn't learn it...
The old Heavenly Master sighed and said, "Alian, even if you really become a Heavenly Master, you will not be able to cultivate the Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing. Those longevity pills are effective for ordinary people, but they are not very effective for you. In other words, even if you kill me, Jiuxiao and Qianyang, you can only be a Heavenly Master for a few years in the end."
After a pause, the old Taoist priest said meaningfully: "Do you think that Moro knows this?"
Zhenlian's pupils froze and she stood there blankly, unable to speak for a long time.
Li Daoxuan felt a chill in his heart and was very wary of Moro.
What a terrible plan!
Zhenlian thought he was the yellow bird, but unexpectedly, Moro was the final bird catcher.
Moro had known for a long time that Zhenlian's aptitude was not high enough, and even if he became a Heavenly Master, he would not be able to break through and would not live for more than a few years. Zhenlian also had no children, and once he died, the bloodline of Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling would be completely cut off.
Without the Heavenly Master's bloodline, Longhu Mountain would naturally never be able to recover.
Controlling Longhu Mountain is secondary. Moro’s real goal is to cut off Zhang Daoling’s bloodline in the world!
Li Daoxuan was keenly aware of something. Why did Moro care so much about Zhang Daoling's bloodline? He even spent so much effort and energy on planning for 16 years. What was he afraid of?
Zhenlian's body trembled, and finally she fell to her knees with a plop, her eyes blank and dull.
He suddenly felt ridiculous. He had been planning for his whole life, but it was nothing but a moon in the mirror and a flower in the water. Even if the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra" was placed in front of him, he would not be able to practice it.
What a clown.
The old Taoist sighed softly, reached out and touched the top of his head, with a trace of pity in his eyes, but he eventually calmed down.
"Alian, after you die, I will bury you in Longhu Mountain."
Zhenlian raised her head, her mouth trembling slightly, as if she was conveying a message to the old Taoist priest, but no one knew what she said.
Afterwards, he seemed relieved and said, "Thank you, brother!"
…
Elder Zhenlian died, his body fell to the ground as if he was sleeping, and the old Taoist priest’s gentle touch shattered his internal organs and meridians, cutting off all life force.
Zhenlian's soul went to the Qingming Realm, where he was rewarded for the good and punished for the evil, and reincarnation.
This is the explanation given by the old Taoist priest to Mount Longhu.
After killing his cousin with his own hands, he turned and looked at Zhang Jiuxiao, the son he once admired the most.
"Jiuxiao, you murdered your fellow disciples, betrayed your master and destroyed your ancestors. Do you admit your guilt?"
Zhang Jiuxiao was covered in blood, but he stood tall and strong , as sturdy as a mountain. He looked directly at the old Taoist priest and said calmly, "Zhen Lian said something right. What is Taoism and what is evil? It's just a matter of success and failure!"
Brilliant lightning burst out on his body, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and muffled sounds were heard.
"In fact, rather than killing you who can't resist, I prefer to defeat you fairly and take off your head with my own hands...Father!"
Zhang Jiuxiao's voice was like thunderbolt, and the lightning almost completely submerged his figure, forming a purple pillar that reached the sky.
He would not run away like Zhenlian. Even when facing the powerful old Taoist priest and his own unfathomable master, he had enough courage to fight them.
This is his pride.
Seeing Zhang Jiuxiao's sudden burst of power, Zhang Qianyang wanted to step forward to help, but was swept away by the old Taoist priest.
"It's time for this feud to end."
"Qianyang, Daoxuan, you two will go and eliminate the demons that have escaped from the Demon Subduing Palace. Leave this place to me."
The old Taoist priest stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the thunderclouds filling the sky, and said calmly.
Li Daoxuan and his master looked at each other and finally had no choice but to leave.
Zhang Qianyang wanted to return the Sanwu Zhanxie Cixi Sword to the old Taoist priest, but the old Taoist priest refused, saying that it was unnecessary.
The old Taoist priest casually broke off a branch with fresh leaves hanging on it.
"The sword of the Evil Slayer is too murderous, and it is unpredictable when it is used. Qianyang, remember, if you become a Heavenly Master in the future, you must be careful when you unsheathe it."
…
At this moment, Longhu Mountain was in chaos.
The disciples gathered in groups of three or five, some using amulets or holding peach wood swords, trying their best to resist the demons that were fleeing from the Demon Subduing Hall.
The inner disciples are better off, as they all have magic skills and can barely protect themselves. The best among them can even kill a few demons.
But the outer disciples were miserable, they only cultivated a meager magic power and could only draw a few talismans at most. When the talismans were used up, they were basically no different from ordinary people.
For a while, the screams were endless.
A tiger demon roared, summoning gusts of evil wind that blew several disciples to the ground. Then it pounced forward and swallowed one in one gulp, blood dripping from its mouth. It enjoyed the meal very much.
It has thick golden hair and is two meters long. It can tear a giant elephant apart and swallow a wild horse alive. It is one of the most powerful demons in the Demon-Suppressing Hall.
The immobilization talisman and the peach wood sword couldn't even break through its protective demonic energy.
The tiger demon became more and more rampant, and a hint of relief appeared in its eyes. The resentment of being imprisoned for many years seemed to be swept away, and it felt a sense of pleasure of revenge.
But the next moment, it suddenly froze in place, and the bloodthirstiness and murderous intent in its eyes completely froze.
A huge tiger head flew up, and the huge headless tiger body fell to the ground with a bang, still shaking slightly.
Li Daoxuan stepped on auspicious clouds, appeared in mid-air, and stretched out his hand to recall the Chixiao Sword.
The Chixiao Sword was still as sharp as ever, and it cut off the head with one strike. The sword body was still as transparent as jade, shining with precious light, and there was not even a trace of blood on it.
If such a magic sword were to be placed in the human world, even an emperor would regard it as a treasure.
"It's Senior Brother Li!"
"Great! Senior Brother Li is finally here. We are saved!"
"Brother Li, where are my uncle and uncle?"
…
The disciples cheered.
When they saw that the arrogant tiger demon was killed by Senior Brother Li with one sword, they looked at Li Daoxuan with even more admiration.
Li Daoxuan nodded to them and was about to speak when suddenly a fire broke out in the west. It turned out that there was a red-feathered bird demon that kept spewing flames in the air, setting many houses on fire.
Li Daoxuan slapped the Three Realms Gourd, not only taking away the fire, but also taking in the red-feathered bird demon. With a slight shake of the gourd, the bird demon turned into a pool of blood.
Then he pinched the Dow Index and used his magical power to blow away the hair.
One by one, Li Daoxuan appeared, some holding long swords, some making thunder seals, some with golden light on their bodies, and some opening their third eyes, and went in all directions .
Not only that, he also activated the Five-Devils Soldiers Talisman to summon hundreds of ghost soldiers. They were souls, and even in the Longhu Mountain, they could ride horses, wield swords, charge and set up formations. In just a short moment, he killed countless demons.
The demons that had been so arrogant just now were immediately frightened, and their arrogance disappeared in an instant. The Longhu Mountain, where demons were everywhere, was suppressed by Li Daoxuan alone.
When it comes to efficiency in killing monsters and experience in grabbing heads, even Zhang Qianyang can't compare with him.
Zhang Qianyang had just killed a few monsters. When he turned around, he found that the sky was covered with flags and golden light, and there was no trace of the monsters at all.
High in the sky, Li Daoxuan's true body stepped on auspicious clouds, opened his heavenly eyes, and patrolled the area below, occasionally emitting a golden light to subdue demons.
Under every ray of golden light, a demon that tried to hide was reduced to ashes.
Countless disciples of Mount Longhu looked up at Li Daoxuan, the man who was like a god who wiped out all the demons. Their blood boiled and they engraved this scene deeply in their minds.
