Chapter 99: Supreme Sword
Although Chen Ziyu was a female ghost, her body was delicate and soft, and she was full of warmth and fragrance, which made the inexperienced Li Daoxuan blush slightly.
The most striking thing is the coldness in her eyes, which cannot be imitated by any woman on earth. It is the charm that belongs exclusively to female ghosts.
No wonder Ning Caichen fell in love with Xiaoqian.
Chen Ziyu looked at Li Daoxuan, her eyes gradually becoming clear. She reached out and touched Li Daoxuan's face, then hugged him with her backhand.
She didn't quite understand what the difference between men and women was, she just felt happy that she had escaped death and could see the people she cared about again.
However, in front of his master and grandmaster, he openly hugged a female ghost. Even though Li Daoxuan was very thick-skinned, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed at the moment.
Grandmaster... wouldn't he want to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice?
It is allowed to raise ghosts in Taoism, but one is not allowed to have a love affair with the ghost, otherwise the human and the ghost will go their separate ways and the person will be punished by heaven.
Fortunately, the old Taoist priest looked calm, standing with his hands behind his back, and showed no sign of anger.
At this time, the fox demon with one tail broken off finally got rid of the immobilization spell, and he stared at Li Daoxuan with eyes full of hatred.
Li Daoxuan sneered and said, "Didn't you say you wanted me to be your boy? Now I'll give you a chance to be my mount, how about that?"
Tu Shanxuan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He roared and looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Zhang Zhiyan, I am the last bloodline of the Qingqiu clan. You can't kill me!"
At this moment he no longer had any hope of escaping. The old Taoist's terror was beyond his imagination.
The old Taoist priest exclaimed, "Why can't I kill you?"
Tu Shanxuan's eyes showed a trace of anger and unwillingness, and he said: "Since you practice Taoism, you should know that the way of heaven has failed my Qingqiu lineage!"
"In ancient times, my ancestor Tushan married Dayu and helped him control floods many times. During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the statue of Nuwa was insulted, so she summoned the nine-tailed fox Su Daji to confuse King Zhou and promised that after King Wu defeated Zhou, she would be ranked among the immortals!"
Tu Shanxuan's voice was particularly sad and angry.
"But in the end, Su Daji completed Nuwa's mission, but was ruthlessly abandoned. Not only was she killed by Jiang Ziya, but she also caused the fortune of my Qingqiu clan to decline greatly. Everyone wanted to kill me, and I was almost wiped out in thousands of years!"
Tu Shanxuan pointed at the old Taoist priest and questioned, "Even if Su Daji was wrong, what was wrong with my Qingqiu lineage? After the Conferred God, the Taoists spared no effort to destroy my Qingqiu bloodline. Those newborn foxes, who had never done anything wrong, were skinned and had their tendons taken out, and their souls were destroyed. What was wrong with them?"
The old Taoist sighed softly and said, "Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven. Your Qingqiu clan may be innocent, but you are definitely not innocent."
The old Taoist priest put his fingers together to form a sword and said calmly, "Considering your Qingqiu clan's contribution to flood control, I will only use one sword. If you can block it, you live. If you can't, you die."
There was a hint of joy in Tushan Xuan's eyes, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.
After all, he is a strong man in the early stage of Yang Shen, it shouldn't be possible that he can't even take a sword from the opponent.
The old master's long hair was fluttering and his whole body was shining brightly. He looked like a divine sword drawn from its sheath. With a wave of his finger, the clanging sound of swords suddenly rang out between heaven and earth!
clang!
Li Daoxuan's Chixia sword actually flew automatically into the hands of the old Taoist priest. The sword body trembled, as if it was excited to be held by the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest finally thrust out the sword.
It was a very plain sword, just an ordinary straight stab, but as the sword was thrust out, Tushan Xuan's body was shaking constantly, and a look of deep fear appeared in his eyes.
His fox tails exploded one by one, and a thousand years of cultivation vanished in an instant. Finally, his eyes dimmed, his snow-white hair became dry and messy, and he seemed to have aged a thousand years, lying on the ground dying.
Li Daoxuan couldn't understand this sword. The old Taoist priest clearly didn't stab the opponent, so why did Tushan Xuan have such a big reaction?
As if sensing his disciple's confusion, Zhang Qianyang explained, "The true superior sword art does not cut the flesh."
"For example, the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Lü Dongbin can cut through the ignorance of greed and anger with the first move, the ignorance of love and desire with the second move, and the ignorance of troubles with the third move. It is the sword of wisdom for cultivation!"
"Your master's sword cut off Yang Shou."
Li Daoxuan was stunned. Kill Yangshou?
Oh my god, this is too powerful! No wonder Tushan Xuan seemed to have aged a thousand years in an instant. It turned out that his life span was cut short by this sword!
Zhang Qianyang smiled and said, "The way of the sword is the great way, but it is not as simple as you think. With a sword in hand, you can cut off cause and effect, end your life, cut off your immortal roots, break your golden body, and cut both tangible and intangible things!"
He sighed and said, "My master's Ten Thousand Swords Realm may look powerful, but it is actually just the entry level of the sword path."
Li Daoxuan's heart was filled with excitement after hearing this, and he wished he could start practicing swordsmanship immediately!
The old Heavenly Master returned the Red Cloud Sword to him and said with a smile: "The way of swordsmanship is profound, don't aim too high. This sword I use today is just to open your eyes. When you have perfected the Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique, Master will pass on this sword to you."
"Zhang Zhiyan!!!"
Tushan Xuan's voice became very old and no longer young.
He lay on the ground, his pupils bloodshot, and said, "You cut off a thousand years of my life with this sword. What's the difference between that and killing me!"
Although he survived the sword, he didn't have much time left.
The old Taoist priest ignored him and did not attack again. He said he would only strike once and would never strike a second time.
He turned around, looked at Zhang Qianyang, and sighed softly.
"Fu Fengjiao, you can't delay healing your old injuries any longer. Go back to Longhu Mountain when you have time."
Li Daoxuan almost burst out laughing, he couldn't believe his ears.
What the hell? Fu Fengjiao?
He finally understood why his master refused to reveal his Taoist name.
Zhang Qianyang's face instantly turned red, and he angrily said, "Old man, can you please not mention this name!"
The old Taoist priest chuckled and prepared to leave.
Li Daoxuan suddenly stepped forward and pleaded, "Master, can I ask you for a favor?"
The old Taoist priest looked at Chen Ziyu and said thoughtfully, "Is it related to her?"
Li Daoxuan nodded and said, "Yes, I will ask the master to give her the method of ghost cultivation!"
Although it was agreed that she would protect him for thirty years and then teach him the ghost cultivation methods of Longhu Mountain , to Li Daoxuan, Chen Ziyu was no longer just a protector, but a friend of life and death and a trustworthy partner.
Hearing this, Chen Ziyu's eyes moved, and the look she gave Li Daoxuan became a little softer.
The old Taoist priest took a look at Chen Ziyu and praised her, "She has a rich Yin Qi and a pure soul. She seems to have taken treasures like water essence. She has the potential to become a ghost fairy."
He shook his head at Li Daoxuan and said, "It's not that I'm stingy, but although there is a ghost cultivation method in Longhu Mountain, the quality is average. If she practices that method, it will be a waste of her talent."
"Aren't you the Envoy of Qingming? Go and ask the Qingyi Lady for help. In the field of ghost cultivation, she is second to none and no one in the world dares to claim to be first."
Li Daoxuan's heart moved. It seems that the video chat every night cannot be interrupted.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the old master thought that he was very disappointed. After thinking for a while, he said, "Well, meeting is fate. Master, give her a small gift."
After saying that, he pointed his finger and a beam of white light entered Chen Ziyu's body.
Chen Ziyu closed her eyes and frowned slightly, as if she was in some pain.
After a long time, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Sister Yu, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Ziyu looked at Li Daoxuan, her red lips slightly parted, her voice was cold but exceptionally pleasant, like pearls falling on a jade plate.
"Li...Dao...Xuan."
Li Daoxuan stood there in a daze, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. Sister Yu actually... spoke!
