Chapter 476: Mixing Three Thousand Cave Heaven Treasures and Calling Himself the Supreme Immortal in the Clouds
The mountains reach into the clouds, steep and unique.
Two Yellow Turban strongmen, who were trained with the art of mechanical puppetry, carried water jars and walked towards the top of the mountain.
Passing through the thick clouds, Li Daoxuan saw some strange scenes hidden in this fairyland.
He saw a big tree with lush branches and leaves, with heads hanging on the tree. Those heads were still alive, and looked very ugly, with cleft lips, corns, pus on the face, and drops of sticky saliva kept falling, corroding the ground.
But their voices are very pleasant to the ear, some are gentle, some are crisp, some are cold, some are cute, they are varied, and all are female voices.
"Oh, young master is annoying..."
"Master, Xiaorou is lacking in Yang energy again. Without Yang energy, my father won't let us be together, wuwuwu..."
"Kneel down and give up your yang energy, or I will continue to whip you!"
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Hearing these voices, the Yellow Turban Warrior possessed by Li Daoxuan showed a strange look in his eyes.
So that's why, he said, the women in the paintings clearly had no souls, but how come they could communicate with people realistically? He originally thought it was the spirit of the objects, but now it seems that is not the case.
The head on this tree is the manipulator behind the beauty in the book!
Those men who thought they were in love with the most beautiful women were actually in love with these monsters...
Li Daoxuan shook his head. It was true that lust was a sword hanging over one's head. If those men saw this scene, would they vomit out the food they had eaten last night?
Continuing upwards, Li Daoxuan saw more ugly scenes.
The souls of many young men were escorted by mechanical puppets into a large bubbling pool filled with sour and smelly mucus. As soon as the souls entered, they woke up from their confused state and let out screams at the top of their lungs.
They wanted to struggle, but were stabbed down by puppets holding knives and sticks beside the pool, and soon melted in the sour and smelly pool water.
Li Daoxuan gazed at the souls of these young men and found that they all looked listless, with dull eyes, heavy dark circles under their eyes, and looked as if their bodies were hollowed out.
He had an idea and guessed that these men should be victims of "The Legend of the Yagyu".
When these people have all their yang energy squeezed out and die, the last bit of value left in them is their soul!
Their souls will be escorted here and turned into a pool of black liquid of unknown function.
A hint of murderous intent arose in Li Daoxuan's heart, but he remained silent and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.
It took them half an hour to finally reach the top of the mountain, where a magnificent pavilion was built. It was called Qianji Pavilion, and there were couplets of poems on both sides of it.
"A tiger on the mountain lies prostrate on the ground in the dust; a dragon on the sea kneels down to receive."
"He refined three thousand cave treasures and called himself the Supreme Immortal in the Clouds."
Looking at this poem, Li Daoxuan sneered. With your actions of searching for the sun and refining souls, how can you say you are the Supreme Immortal in the Clouds?
I want to see which monster dares to speak so shamelessly!
Pushing open the door of Qianji Pavilion, Li Daoxuan finally saw the 'Supreme Immortal in the Clouds'.
He was wearing a feather robe, had a goatee, and was sitting cross-legged in meditation, holding a whisk. In front of him was a blazing alchemy furnace.
Sensing the Yellow Turban Warrior's arrival, he slowly opened his eyes and his voice was full of majesty.
"fall!"
The Yellow Turban warriors poured the Yang energy in the water tank into the alchemy furnace. The surging Yang energy was so dense that it even flowed like water and all poured into the alchemy furnace.
At this time, two more strong men came, carrying not yang energy, but black liquid boiled from souls, which they also poured into the alchemy furnace.
The middle-aged Taoist nodded with satisfaction, and then began to make the elixir.
Li Daoxuan watched silently. It seemed that this person had some kind of treasure that concealed his cultivation level, but judging from his alchemy skills, his cultivation level should be quite strong.
This is not surprising. If the other party did not have some strength, he would not dare to call himself the Supreme Immortal of the Clouds and make such a big move.
Fortunately, he discovered it in advance, otherwise once "The Tale of Yagyu" became completely rampant, it would have caused a catastrophe!
Li Daoxuan looked around quietly, but found nothing, so he prepared to open his third eye to take a look.
Anyway, the main purpose of this trip is to collect more information about the person behind the scenes, rather than to engage in a head-on battle. Even if this incarnation of the soul dies here, it won't be a pity.
With a thought, while the other party was concentrating on refining the elixir, his soul quietly floated out and opened his third eye.
The next moment, a chill suddenly arose, and even Li Daoxuan, who was used to strong storms, couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.
Under the eye of heaven, he saw a pair of cold eyes hidden behind the middle-aged Taoist's hairy head, staring straight at him with a chilling sneer.
"Oh, you found me..."
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In many classical fantasy novels, there is often a story like this: a man meets a wealthy family in a deserted mountain, who treats him warmly, provides him with an endless supply of treasures and rare goods, and fine wine and delicious food.
But when he woke up, he found himself lying outside a mass grave. His former mansion had become a ruin, and the gold and silver valuables in his arms had turned into paper money for funerals.
Li Daoxuan encountered a similar scene at this moment.
Under the eyes of heaven, the Qianji Pavilion, which had just been magnificent and golden like a jade palace, had now changed drastically and looked like a ghost town on earth.
The pillars turned into bones, the candlesticks turned into blood-stained sickles, the walls were made of flesh and blood, and even the whisk in the middle-aged Taoist's hand was made from human thigh bones.
Of course, the most creepy one is the middle-aged Taoist priest in feather robe.
It turned out that he had two faces, two faces in the literal sense. There was another face behind his head with all the facial features. His appearance was ugly and sinister, like a demon in the cold night, which was frightening.
"Little Taoist priest, I noticed something was wrong the moment you stepped through this door. I made this powerful warrior puppet myself, and I would never quietly watch like you did."
He sneered and said, "After so many years, you are still the first person who dares to break into my Thousand Machine Cave Heaven. You are really young and fearless. It's a pity that your great Yin Spirit will become a medicine for me."
Li Daoxuan's face remained calm and composed. He sighed and said, "Qianji Dongtian, could it be that you are Qianjizi, one of the Five Evil Elders?"
When he saw the Qianji Pavilion, Li Daoxuan guessed the identity of the middle-aged Taoist priest.
Among the Five Evil Elders, there was one who was extremely good at refining elixirs and weapons. It was said that at the end of the Sui Dynasty, he used the people of a city as medicine and refined a blood pill that could greatly increase a person's power. Then, relying on the power of the blood pill, he successfully advanced to the Yang God realm.
When he was fighting with others, his magic weapons were endless and his methods were numerous, so he was called Qianjizi.
After being promoted to Yang God, Qianjizi seemed to realize that he was too popular and would easily attract siege from righteous monks, so he quickly disappeared and never appeared again.
Li Daoxuan had never expected that this famous devil among the evil cultivators was actually hiding in the void cave and using a book to stir up the world.
"Young man, since you know my name and you are still so calm, you have a good character. Why don't you report it to the sect? If there is anyone I know, I can spare your life."
Qianjizi naturally wouldn't be so kind. Instead, seeing that Li Daoxuan was so young but had already achieved the cultivation of Yin God, he thought he must be from a famous sect, so he wanted to find out more information about him.
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said calmly: "I was born in Longhu Mountain."
Qianjizi felt a chill in his heart, but at the same time, a hint of joy emerged.
Longhu Mountain is an awe-inspiring name. The reputation of the Five Evil Elders seems glorious, but if they were not good at hiding, they would have died at the hands of Zhang Jiuxiao's thunder magic or Zhang Qianyang's Tiangang Demon Subduing Array.
Zhu Lao Mo, one of the Five Evil Elders , was chased for three thousand miles by Zhang Qianyang. His body was almost chopped to pieces, and he has not fully recovered from his injuries to this day.
Although Longhu Mountain has experienced internal strife and the death of Zhang Jiuxiao, it still has the old Heavenly Master as its stabilizing force. Coupled with the extremely murderous national master in the capital Chang'an, Longhu Mountain's strength has not decreased but increased, and its reputation is even greater than before.
But because of this, Longhu Mountain is a desirable treasure house for any cultivator.
Thunder magic, golden elixir, sword tactics, and the legendary heavenly book.
Qianjizi had heard people say that there was a heavenly book in Longhu Mountain, which contained an unparalleled secret method. That secret method played an indispensable role in Zhang Zhiyan's becoming the number one person in Taoism.
It is said that the reason why the national teacher Li Daoxuan was able to defeat Yang Shen was because he had practiced the secret method of the heavenly book.
Qianjizi's eyes flashed. If he made good use of the identity of this little Taoist priest, would he have a hope of obtaining the Heavenly Book in Longhu Mountain?
He sighed and said, "I have a history with Elder Zhenlian from your Longhu Mountain. Since you are a disciple of Longhu Mountain, I can promise not to kill you, but you have to do me a favor."
"What's the matter?"
Qianjizi's eyes showed a hint of heat, and he said, "Open your soul, let me see your memory."
Li Daoxuan pretended to be confused for a moment, then hesitated and said, "This is not good. What should I do ?"
Qianjizi smiled grimly and threatened: "Young man, since you know my identity, you know that I want to kill you. You will never escape. Either your soul will be shattered and I will refine it into a pill, or you will take a gamble and choose to trust me."
He did not realize that Li Daoxuan was just a wisp of soul at the moment. On the one hand, the skills created by Taizhen were mysterious. On the other hand, although it was a split soul, it still had one tenth of the strength of Li Daoxuan's original body. This level of Taoism was already outstanding among the young generation of cultivators.
Li Daoxuan pretended to be a little scared, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then Senior, you must keep your promise. Elder Zhenlian and I had a very good relationship when he was alive."
"Don't worry, with the relationship with Zhenlian, I won't take your life."
But I will refine you into a ghost, and make you my puppet forever, at my disposal...
Qianjizi added silently in his heart.
Li Daoxuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened his soul defense. There was a bright light in his mind, and there seemed to be scriptures flowing. It was mysterious and unpredictable, which made Qianjizi's heart burn with excitement.
As one of the five evil elders who was once famous throughout the world, he had thought that this young man was cheating, but the absolute crushing of his cultivation made him confident, just like a lion would never be wary of an ant approaching.
In his eyes, Li Daoxuan was nothing more than an ant that could be easily crushed to death. If he was not worried that the other party would die directly, he would not even bother to talk.
A faint light flew out from between Qianjizi's eyebrows and went straight into Li Daoxuan's spiritual center.
In the spiritual platform, three stone tablets towered into the clouds, engraved with lines of ancient and mysterious scriptures. One was fierce and domineering, accompanied by thunder, one was sword-like and full of energy. The last stone tablet was even more astonishing, with thousands of divine rays bursting out and fairy light lingering.
Qianjizi stared blankly at the three stone tablets, with a hint of obsession in his eyes.
The stone tablet with thunder records the "Shenxiao Five Thunders Orthodoxy" of Longhu Mountain, the stone tablet with sword energy soaring into the sky records the "Taiyi Tiangang Sword Art", and the stone tablet with immortal light and divine brilliance records the secret method of the heavenly book that Qianjizi is obsessed with - "Huangting Ancient Sutra"!
"Before the Supreme Purple Cloud Emperor, the Supreme Great Dao Jade Morning Lord..."
Qianjizi looked at the stone tablet engraved with the "Huangting Ancient Scripture" and his mind was almost completely immersed in it. He never expected that this young man had actually learned the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Book that he had been thinking about!
It really is effortless!
Wait, something seems wrong...
Qianjizi is an experienced veteran after all. Even when he was extremely greedy, he still felt a little cautious.
Born in Longhu Mountain, with the cultivation of Yin Spirit, he also learned the Five Thunders Orthodox Method, Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique and the Secret Method of the Heavenly Book. When all these factors are added together, a name suddenly jumped out in Qianjizi's mind.
Li Daoxuan, the imperial teacher of the Tang Dynasty!
"Haha, it seems you've discovered it, but it's too late."
Li Daoxuan's voice was heard from the spiritual platform, and then the three stone tablets exploded at the same time. A graceful sword intent came from the clouds, fell from the sky, and slashed at Qianjizi's soul.
The celestial sword power of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin!
Although it was only a wisp of distraction, it also separated a wisp of Tiandun sword intent, allowing Li Daoxuan to set up a plan to lure the enemy, use the spirit platform as a battlefield, and wait for an opportunity to kill the opponent's soul!
Qianjizi's soul had left his body at this moment, and he did not bring many magic weapons with him. In panic, he could only fight against the sword intent.
The next moment, a shrill cry sounded...
In the Qianji Pavilion with bones as pillars and flesh as walls, Qianjizi, who was sitting on a cushion, suddenly twitched. Then black blood flowed from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of both his front and back faces, making him look like a ghost.
After a few breaths, he slowly opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at Li Daoxuan with fear. His voice was no longer contemptuous and presumptuous, but became extremely solemn.
"So you are the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. No wonder you are so magnanimous. I was careless and failed to recognize a hero. I will remember this lesson."
He pointed to his forehead, where there was a sword scar so deep that the bone could be seen. It took a long time for the wound to heal and the blood kept flowing.
That was the mark left on him by the Tiandun sword intent.
"You are able to escape from my sword intent. You are worthy of the title of the Evil Five Elders."
Li Daoxuan also opened his eyes and looked at him quietly. Although he was only a Yin God, with the power of the sword just now, he had the upper hand in momentum.
It’s a pity that he was just a fragment of his spirit. If his real body had come here, Qianjizi would definitely not have been able to escape.
Of course, if the real body came here, Qianjizi probably wouldn't dare to go to his spiritual center.
Qianjizi waved his long sleeves, took out a wine jug, and poured a glass of deep red wine for Li Daoxuan. The rich aroma of the wine was mixed with a strange fragrance.
"I've heard for a long time that Master Li loves wine. This cup of Changsheng Wine is my treasure. Would you please invite Master Li to drink with me?"
