Chapter 42: Sword Ball
The cursed puppet won the first battle and performed brilliantly, which made Li Daoxuan very happy.
However, he did not get carried away. Although this thing was insidious, he had to choose the target carefully. If the opponent was too powerful, not only would the curse fail, but the caster would also pay a corresponding price.
It is precisely because of these harsh side effects that it is only a mid-grade magic weapon and not a top-grade one.
After putting away the puppet, Li Daoxuan looked at Chen Ziyu and said, "Sister Yu, let's go find the body of the yellow-skinned man."
Everything else is easy to deal with. That demon pill is a treasure. After it is refined into the Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill, it can improve one's Taoism skills by a lot.
As for the snake demon's inner elixir, Li Daoxuan has already given it to his master. His master said that the snake demon's inner elixir is precious and requires a lot of auxiliary medicines to be prepared. It also has higher requirements for the age, and it has not been fully prepared yet.
Chen Ziyu nodded slightly, then closed her eyes, her long black hair fluttering, and her body quickly floated to the east.
Li Daoxuan followed using his magic of shrinking the earth, and about a moment later, the two saw the yellow-skinned man's body.
Li Daoxuan walked over and turned over its body.
The smell of blood is overwhelming!
His expression changed and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
This yellow-skinned creature has been disemboweled and the demon pill has been taken out!
"Haha, it seems someone got there first, and it's someone who knows the business..."
Li Daoxuan sneered and looked around. Sure enough, he saw two pairs of footprints on the ground, one big and one small.
…
Under the moonlight, two figures are on their way.
Both of them were wearing Taoist robes. One looked more mature, probably in his thirties or forties, slightly plump, with a forced smile.
One of them was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a hint of childishness on his face.
The young Taoist hesitated, and couldn't help but said, "Master, if we just take the demon pill like this, isn't that... not a good idea?"
The yellow-skinned guy was obviously beaten and then ran away. Their behavior was not very decent.
Others worked hard to eliminate the monsters, but they got to pick the fruits. Anyone would be angry if this happened.
The middle-aged Taoist priest glared at him and said, "What do you know? That yellow-skinned guy died early or late, but he died right in front of us. This is called fate!"
"Besides, my Wanshou Palace has a method of refining pills. Although it is far inferior to the Dragon Tiger Golden Pill, if it is used to refine medicine, it can also improve some of the Taoism. You have been unable to cultivate to the initial stage of fasting, so don't you want this pill?"
The young Taoist's eyes moved, but he finally stopped talking.
He really wants to advance to the initial stage of Bigu!
"But that yellow-skinned guy is quite skilled. He can injure it to this extent. He is probably not a good person. Let's go quickly. Once we reach Yuzhang City and enter the territory of that lady, we will be safe!"
The two of them were walking quickly. It was obvious that they had both learned the art of lightness. They walked much faster than ordinary people. With a light leap, they could cover a distance of several feet.
Suddenly, the middle-aged Taoist stopped.
The young Taoist priest almost bumped into his master and asked, "Master, why don't you leave?"
"Shut up and take the sword balls!"
The young Taoist priest then saw that not far ahead, there was a tall and graceful person wearing a green Taoist robe and holding an oil-paper umbrella, blocking their way.
The young Taoist took out a small black ball from his arms. It looked a bit like an elixir, but as he poured magic power into it, the black ball quickly stretched and lengthened, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a sword flashing with cold light.
The middle-aged Taoist priest took out a red sword ball, which turned into a red jade-like sword.
The two men stood with swords in hand, the tips of their swords pointing at the figure in the distance.
"Is this the sword pill? It is indeed magical. You are also orthodox Taoist sword practitioners. Why did you take it without my permission and steal my things?"
The moonlight illuminated the man's face, which was handsome and elegant, otherworldly, but his eyes were indifferent and a little cold.
It was Li Daoxuan.
He once heard from his master that there were sword cultivators in Taoism. In order to make it easier to carry, they would refine their swords into sword pills. When not in use, the swords were only the size of beads. Once they were infused with magic power, they would turn into magic swords.
Their swords are extraordinary swords. They have been connected with their Qi since childhood to cultivate their spirituality and lay the foundation for practicing the art of flying swords.
The middle-aged Taoist raised his sword, and the red sword actually made a series of sword chants, hovering in the air, locking onto Li Daoxuan from afar.
The art of flying sword!
"Treasures are for those who are destined to receive them. Young man, I see that you are full of energy and vigor, and you must be in the early stage of fasting. Practicing is not easy. Didn't your master teach you that you should be more respectful when you see the elders of the Taoist sect?"
Li Daoxuan looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest without a trace of avoidance in his eyes.
"A thief is worthy of being called a Taoist elder?"
The middle-aged Taoist sneered and said, "If that's the case, then let's show our true strength. I want to see how capable a little Taoist like you are."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his sword, the red sword trembled slightly, and then shot towards Li Daoxuan with a whoosh, like a red lightning.
boom!
The red sword energy spread across the sky, cutting countless large trees in half and leaving sword marks on the ground.
The place where Li Daoxuan had just stood was already in a mess, and the sharp sword energy seemed to have the power to cut through everything.
His figure appeared dozens of feet away, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Is this the art of flying sword?
No wonder Master once said that even the so-called Sword Gods and Sword Saints in the martial arts world could not withstand a slash from a flying sword. The art of flying swords was already overwhelming all other sword techniques.
At that time he thought his master was exaggerating, but now after witnessing the power of the flying sword with his own eyes, he knew that what his master said was true.
Although Li Daoxuan's swordsmanship has greatly improved, he definitely cannot block the sword just now. If he did not have the magic of shrinking the earth, he would have no way of avoiding it.
"Hehe, little Taoist priest, you have seen the power of my sword, why don't you retreat quickly? Considering that we are all from the same sect, I can spare your life!"
The middle-aged Taoist raised his sword again, and the scarlet sword made a clear sound. Sharp sword energy lingered around his body, pointing at Li Daoxuan in the distance.
"Haha, do you think you're the only one who knows magic?"
A cold light flashed in Li Daoxuan's eyes. The next moment, he pinched a talisman in his hand, made a series of magic seals, and silently recited the mantra in his heart.
How could the middle-aged Taoist not see that the other party was preparing to use the talisman technique? He secretly said that it was not good and at the same time decided to kill him.
"Divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, kill!"
The scarlet sword turned into a red streak, emitting brilliant sword light, and continuously shot towards Li Daoxuan, like a red dragon flying in the night.
For a moment, there were heavy sword shadows and sword energy everywhere. Big trees fell down, huge rocks shattered, and it seemed as if a giant beast was lurking in the mountains and forests.
Li Daoxuan stepped on Tiangang and used all his strength to activate the art of shrinking the earth, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air and dodging the sharp edge of the red sword one after another.
But there is always a loophole in a perfect plan. After a few breaths, his steps slowed down a little and the red sword light cut through his clothes.
clang!
A golden light flashed and repelled the flying sword!
It was the amulet of the Six Dings and Six Jias. Li Daoxuan had used it on himself before chasing the man. At this moment, his whole body was covered in golden light, and even the flying sword could only cut out sparks.
Just like the golden body of Buddha!
The middle-aged Taoist's pupils shrank. The amulet on the other party was extremely extraordinary, and the inheritance was probably not simple.
Just when he was about to ask about the other party's origins, he saw a flash of murderous intent in Li Daoxuan's eyes.
"The sun rises in the east, and the sky is black and blazing. My eyes are blinded and my mind is confused. My hands and feet can hardly move. The energy of the universe is as heavy as a landslide. Hurry up and obey the command! Stop it!"
Li Daoxuan had finished reciting the spell silently, and the talisman in his hand turned into a golden light and instantly stuck to the head of the middle-aged Taoist priest.
clang!
The scarlet flying sword trembled violently, and then lost the control of its master, falling to the ground with a dim light.
The middle-aged Taoist priest did not move, but a hint of urgency flashed in his eyes. He was mobilizing all his magical powers to try to break free from the talisman.
clang!
Li Daoxuan drew out the Yuchang sword, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
Now, it's my turn to draw my sword!
