Chapter 515: With a mortal body, he kills the gods!
Master is so handsome!
Standing behind the old Taoist priest and watching the sword strike just now, Li Daoxuan felt envious and at the same time, he also gained some insights.
The sword that Master just struck did not involve any magical powers, but rather the Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique of Longhu Mountain. It was extremely brilliant and dazzling, like fireworks soaring into the sky or meteors flashing by.
He has cultivated to the point where billions of sword energies have merged into one, reaching the pinnacle of perfection!
"If you study a magical power to its extreme, you will be invincible."
The old Taoist's words emerged in Li Daoxuan's mind, making him reflect on himself.
He possesses many powerful magical powers, such as the Five Thunder Spell, the Great Five Elements Escape Technique, the Law of Heaven and Earth, the Golden Light Mantra, the Seventy-two Transformations, etc., but he has not cultivated each of these magical powers to the highest level.
The Heavenly Book of Subduing Demons only allowed him to learn these magical powers. If he wanted to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, he still needed his own diligence and talent.
Li Daoxuan had to admit that he had bitten off more than he could chew.
The old Taoist priest taught him through his actions that learning new supernatural powers would never be as powerful as mastering one power to perfection.
It seems that after this battle, I should concentrate on practicing and cultivate the magical powers I have already mastered.
Li Daoxuan pondered silently, took the sage as his teacher, corrected his mistakes, and adjusted his mentality.
"careful……"
Huichan crawled out from the broken demon's hand, his golden body shattered, blood dripping, and only one arm left. He staggered to his feet, actually wanting to fight again.
"His demon Buddha body is very strange. Even a broken arm can be restored!"
As soon as he finished speaking, flesh-colored threads grew out of Moro's broken magic hand and turned into the shape of a palm. In just a few breaths, it was restored to its original state.
The old Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly.
He had killed more demons in his life than he had stepped on ants. He had also encountered demons with strong recovery abilities. However, when he pulled out the Sanwu Zhanxie Male and Female Swords, those demons immediately lost their magical powers.
This sword was worn by Zhang Daoling, the first Heavenly Master. It is said to have been passed down by the Taoist Ancestor. The female sword was left in the Jiegui Well to suppress the evil spirits, while the male sword was passed down to later Heavenly Masters to slay demons.
No matter what kind of demon it is, even the legendary fairy demon, if it encounters this sword, it will be as if it is facing a formidable enemy, and it would be good if it can exert 30% of its full magical power.
However, for some reason, Moro's demonic Buddha body was not afraid of the sword and could still regenerate broken limbs!
"Taichong, send Abbot Huichan away."
The old Taoist priest said calmly.
Huichan was obviously acquainted with the old Heavenly Master. He shook his head and said, "Zhang Tianshi, I know you have always looked down on me, but this battle concerns the safety of the people of Luoyang. Even if I die in battle, I will never run away!"
The old Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "I haven't seen you for many years. You have impressed me. The old monk Fu Jue is quite capable to have a disciple like you."
Huichan wanted to say something, but the old Taoist priest waved his hand.
"You are seriously injured now. Staying here will only get in the way. Get out of here. I don't want to have to take care of you while I am chopping people down."
Huichan was stunned for a moment, his mouth trembling slightly, but he couldn't speak.
The corner of Li Daoxuan's mouth twitched slightly. My goodness, is the old man so merciless in his words?
No wonder the master is known as the most ruthless man in Longhu Mountain. It is true that the upper beam is crooked and the lower beams are crooked too. He learned all this from the old man.
Li Daoxuan lightly nodded and displayed his magical power of moving stars and changing constellations, preparing to send Huichan away.
"Amitabha!"
Huichan looked at Li Daoxuan deeply. Although he only had one arm, he still bowed deeply to Li Daoxuan.
He didn't say anything, but Li Daoxuan understood what he meant. He was begging him to protect Luoyang.
Before being sent away, Huichan heard the old Taoist's voice, calm and firm.
"Don't worry, as long as I am here, Luoyang will be here."
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After Huichan left, the old Taoist priest stepped forward with a sword in his hand, looked at the devil-Buddha body in the air that combined holiness and evil, and sneered.
"Moruo, have you recovered? Your hands can grow back after being cut off, but I wonder if your ugly head can grow back after being cut off?"
Moro looked down at the white-haired old man with an unprecedented solemnity in his eyes.
"The Ten Rakshasas can't stop you."
The old Taoist priest said calmly, "You sent ten little kids to stop me, Moro. You really look down on me."
Moro shook his head and sighed, "I know they can't stop you, but I didn't expect that ten Yang Gods... can't even make you, Zhang Zhiyan, stay for a moment. You are really useless."
Among all people in the world, the person he feared the most was Zhang Zhiyan.
No one knew better than him how much amazing power was hidden in this old body.
In order to get rid of Zhang Zhiyan, he planned for many years and took great pains to lay out a grand plan.
First, he bewitched Zhenlian and made her poison Zhang Zhiyan, and then he created a perfect dream world to bring his dead wife back to life.
As the former Demon King of the Sixth Heaven in the Desire Realm, Mara is best at seeing into people's hearts.
He had long seen that Zhang Zhiyan's greatest weakness was his guilt and longing for his deceased wife, and by seizing on this point, he could kill him!
Facts have proved that his assumption was very correct. Zhang Zhiyan was indeed willing to stay in the dream. Even if he had great supernatural powers, he could not cause any waves.
But what Moro did not expect was that the mortal woman whom he never took seriously, Zhang Zhiyan's wife, actually rejected the temptation of immortality and chose to die in her dream just to let her husband escape from the cage.
In the end, he failed and Pan Dan also died there.
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill you in my dream. It turns out that even mortals can refuse the temptation of immortality."
Moro is cunning and insidious, and is good at taking advantage of people's hearts, but he has never personally experienced people's love, hate, and emotions. Zhang Zhiyan's wife undoubtedly taught him a lesson.
When the old Taoist priest heard the other party mention his wife, his eyes narrowed.
"Feng Yun also wants to live forever, but compared to living forever, she doesn't want to embarrass me even more."
"Unfortunately, I always make things difficult for her."
Guilt showed in the old Taoist's eyes. He thought of when he was young, he kept running for his ideal of wielding a sword to eliminate demons and defend justice in the world. Every time Feng Yun sent him down the mountain, he would stand for a long time and was reluctant to leave.
From the time she came of age to the time she turned thirty, the best years of her life were spent alone in Longhu Mountain.
The eldest son, Zhang Jiuxiao , felt guilty for Feng Yun's death all his life and eventually went astray.
The old Taoist priest raised the magic sword in his hand and slowly brushed it away with his sword finger. The Taoist priest's blood seeped into the sword tip, making the magic sword sharper and emitting a clear and loud sword sound, like the cry of a phoenix in the sky and the roar of a dragon in the universe!
His gaze became more fierce, and his Bagua Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, making a sound like a flag.
"Moruo, I have only one wish in this life, and that is to kill you to comfort the soul of my wife in heaven!"
"Haha, Zhang Zhiyan, you can't do anything to my demonic Buddha body!"
"Then give it a try."
Moro's eyes met with the old Taoist priest's. The sky and earth were filled with turbulence. The invisible momentum was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, causing Li Daoxuan, who was helping out, to feel a tightness in his chest.
roar!
Shadows of dragons and tigers appeared behind the old Taoist priest, roaring like tigers and roaring like dragons. This was the great magical power among the Thirty-Six Tiangang Techniques to subdue dragons and tigers. It could absorb the energy of dragons and tigers for one's own use, which could both protect the body and kill the enemy.
"jingle!"
Li Daoxuan was the first to ring the plague bell.
Even though he was a demon Buddha, he could not completely ignore the power of the immortal weapon. As the sound of the bell entered his ears, Moro felt dizzy for a short time.
whoosh!
With a flash of golden light, like a roc flapping its wings, the old Taoist priest displayed his great magical power of making golden light fly across the earth. In an instant, he crossed the void, holding the magic sword in his hand, and slashed at Moro's neck.
This cooperation is seamless.
"cut!"
The sword flashed, it was still the Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique. All the swords returned to one, returning to their original simplicity. The long river of sword energy condensed into Taiyi Gangqi, which was invincible!
clang!!!
With a loud bang, sparks flew and the sound of metal and stone was deafening.
The old Taoist priest stood in the air, and the magic sword in his hand cut into the Buddha's hand three inches deep, but ultimately failed to cut off the golden body of Maitreya.
It turned out that at the critical moment, Mara broke free from the control of the Plague Bell with his powerful spirit, protected his neck with the Maitreya Buddha's hand, and blocked the sword.
The Sanwuzhexie Male and Female Swords can cut off the devil's hand, but cannot cut off the Buddha's hand.
The Taoist magic sword can restrain all the demons in the world, but it cannot restrain the Buddhist golden body.
If it was the golden body of an arhat, it would have been cut off by this sword, but Maitreya was one of the Three Buddhas, and his body was extremely strong, so he was able to block the old heavenly master's sword.
"Humph, do you think I can't kill you by wearing a turtle shell?"
The old Taoist priest transformed into streaks of golden light , and his attack was fierce and overbearing. He slashed out seventy-two swords in a row, accompanied by the roars of dragons and tigers. The sword energy soared into the sky, making the blood moon above his head pale in comparison.
There were dense sword marks on the Demon Buddha's body, most of them were on Maitreya Jin.
But these sword marks are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The old Taoist priest landed on the ground again, exhaled deeply, and white smoke came out from above his head, as if clouds were rising.
"Zhang Zhiyan, you are indeed very powerful. You can injure the Buddha's golden body with your mortal body. If you were born a thousand years ago, you could at least become a celestial being. It's a pity..."
Moro said word by word: "You are a mortal after all, and an old mortal at that."
The flesh and blood of mortals are too fragile to become immortals. Even with Zhang Zhiyan's cultivation, he cannot escape the curse of birth, aging, sickness and death.
During these seventy-two swords, Moro could feel that Zhang Zhiyan's speed was getting slower and slower, and his strength was also decreasing.
"You are right. I am already 124 years old. If I don't transcend the calamity and become an immortal, I am afraid I won't live for many more years."
Zhang Zhiyan was slightly out of breath.
It has been a long time since he last used his full strength like this.
There are basically only a few old friends left who had traveled the world with him in the past. Every year during the holidays, when he waited in Longhu Mountain for a long time but his old friends did not come as promised, he could always feel the ruthlessness of time.
Can a rotten body bring down a god?
"However, I still want to give it a try."
Zhang Zhiyan gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and laughed, "Old buddy, go crazy with me again."
Chant!
The Sanwu Zhanxie Male and Female Swords made a sound, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if responding to the old Taoist's words.
"Haha, Zhang Zhiyan, you are just a mortal after all."
Moro pointed his finger, and the lotus platform under his seat turned into countless black umbilical cords, rushing towards the old Taoist priest, wrapping him up like a silkworm pupa.
"Grandmaster!"
Li Daoxuan was greatly surprised. He made sword gestures with his hands and prepared to help the old Taoist priest.
However, a huge Buddha's hand smashed towards him, and the space seemed to collapse. Maitreya's hand hung down from the clouds, as if to suppress the world.
Li Daoxuan had no choice but to change the direction of the three swords, Chixiao, Bailong and Juque, and shoot towards the Buddha's hand .
clang!
A crisp sound was heard. Facing three spiritual treasure-level flying swords, there was not even a trace left on the Buddha's hand, and he continued to hit Li Daoxuan.
Under the Buddha's hand, even the space became solidified.
"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. I have practiced for billions of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the Three Realms, only Taoism reigns supreme. There is golden light on my body, covering my body!"
At the critical moment, Li Daoxuan silently recited the Golden Light Mantra, and thousands of rays of light shot out.
clang!!!
He was smashed dozens of feet into the ground, coughing up a trickle of blood. The body that he was so proud of seemed to have fallen apart, and he felt sore and numb.
At this moment, Li Daoxuan finally realized how much pressure the old master was facing.
The current Moro has definitely surpassed the Yangshen realm and reached the level of immortals and Buddhas!
"Daddy, drink!"
The little flower god quickly handed over the nectar that he had worked so hard to collect.
Li Daoxuan was not polite either. He took a big gulp. Immediately, his whole body was filled with light, and his lips and teeth were fragrant. The vigorous vitality nourished his flesh, blood, and bones, and his injuries were healed in a few breaths.
Using the Great Five Elements Escape Technique, he returned to the ground again and looked at the old Taoist priest the first time.
“Grandmaster!!”
The densely packed umbilical cord was tightly wrapped around the old Taoist priest like a dragon, seemingly trying to crush the old and tired body into pieces.
Moro sneered and said, "Li Daoxuan, this time, no one can save you——"
Sizzle!
Rays of lightning shone through the gaps in the umbilical cord, becoming brighter and brighter.
boom!
The lightning splashed and danced, turning those disgusting umbilical cords into charred ashes.
At this moment, the old Taoist priest was flashing with lightning from head to toe, and his weathered eyes had turned purple, as if he was attracting the thunder from the sky.
Boom!
Thunderclouds gathered from thousands of miles away, and purple lightning flashed across the sky.
Li Daoxuan was stunned and murmured, "This... this is... the Five Thunders Nourishing Essence Technique?"
No, that's not right. The "Five Thunders Nourishing Essence Technique" only has eight levels. Even if one cultivates it to the highest level, he will only be like Zhang Jiuxiao. How could he have such power?
The old Taoist priest’s voice sounded, full of heroic spirit.
"Taichong, watch out, today the Grandmaster will teach you the ninth level of the Five Thunders Nourishing Essence Technique!"
Boom!!!
Thousands of miles of thunderclouds and tremendous energy ultimately only produced five bolts of lightning, which fell on the old Taoist priest.
Golden Heavenly Thunder——It regulates the order of the four seasons, brings about the birth of all things, prevents disasters, and kills demons and plagues!
Black landmine - it creates all things, nourishes grains, controls the land, and prays for rain and clear weather!
White water mines - also known as "dragon thunders", are mainly used to cause rain, relieve droughts, cut off dragons, create wind and clouds, kill mirages and monsters, and manage the water palace!
Purple divine thunder--mainly for killing, improper worship of gods, causing evil deeds and the five mountains, as well as the elves of Buddhist temples, pagodas, houses, pavilions and mountains and rivers!
The blue community thunder - also known as "demon thunder", is mainly used to kill the spirits of ancient artifacts, suppress the original air, destroy altars and temples!
The great supernatural power of Tiangang, mastering the five thunders!
Five thunders gathered in one body, and the wooden hairpin that bound the old Taoist priest's hair turned into powder in an instant. His long silver hair danced wildly, emitting dazzling lightning, which penetrated into every inch of his flesh and blood and into his heart, stimulating his deepest potential.
His old body began to look younger, his silver hair turned black, and his muscles bulged under his Bagua Taoist robe, as strong as steel and iron. He looked almost sixty years younger.
"Jiuxiao, the technique you've been thinking about all the time, let your father help you complete it."
"Today, the two of us will help your mother to get revenge."
The old Taoist priest closed his eyes, and he seemed to see again the little boy who planted hibiscus flowers in front of his wife’s grave every year. He was so stubborn and lonely.
boom!
The ground beneath the old Taoist's feet cracked into pieces, as if the ground was sinking and a mountain was collapsing. He rushed up into the sky like a bolt of lightning splitting the sky, with endless thunder lingering on the magic sword in his hand!
Mara was startled and quickly stretched out his Buddha's hand to block the sword.
clang!!!
"Is it blocked?"
Li Daoxuan clenched his fists and stared at the extremely brilliant lightning.
Boom!!!
There was a flash of lightning, and the sky and the earth turned white. Even Li Daoxuan could only close his eyes, feeling a burning pain in them.
After a few breaths, he opened his eyes again and saw that the old Taoist priest had fallen to the ground. The lightning on his body disappeared, and he had turned white-haired again.
"Master...did you win?"
The old Taoist priest supported himself on the ground with his sword, said nothing, and just coughed lightly.
boom!
Two objects fell from the sky, hitting the ground and raising dust. The strong wind blew his Taoist robe.
It is also a golden Buddha's hand.
There was another thing, a huge, hideous and ugly head that was half Buddha and half demon, and there was still an expression of incredible astonishment in the pupils.
