Feng Shigu himself was a sword cultivator.
When he was young, he became a disciple of an old Taoist from Chaotian Palace. He had practiced in the Wudang Sword Sect for many years. Later, he was recruited by the imperial court and entered the position of Qingyi Envoy in charge of the Daolu Division. He was best at swordsmanship.
He has been knowledgeable and knowledgeable since he was a child, and is extremely interested in the three religions, nine schools of thought, and heresies.
In addition to his extraordinary talent, in less than a few years, he was regarded as his direct successor by the old Taoist, and he passed on everything he had learned in his life without reservation.
Until the old Taoist passed away.
Feng Shi Gucai left Daolu Si and returned to the Feng family to take over as the head of the family. He continued to build the imperial mausoleum, explore the dragon veins, and observe the stars and perform events. At that time, he was actually quite ambitious and wanted to be loyal to the imperial court.
It's a pity that the building is about to collapse and rebellion is everywhere. With no choice, he can only retire and return home with his clan members.
After that, I devoted my whole mind to attaining the Tao and becoming an immortal.
Today...
After hundreds of years.
Awakening again from the golden coffin.
Even Feng Shigu never thought that he could see such pure swordsmanship.
In that sword light, his vision blurred for a while, and time flowed by, as if he had returned hundreds of years ago. In that year, there were natural and man-made disasters in the Ming Dynasty, and rebels and thieves were everywhere. It was said that there must be monsters in troubled times.
A message came from Jizhou that there was a demon in the dense forest outside the city causing trouble. In just a few days, nearly a hundred people were killed.
The emperor arrived at Daolu Division with an edict and ordered the old Taoist to go and kill the demons.
Although he is still young, the Taoist has high expectations for him, so he keeps him by his side, which can be regarded as a long-term experience.
Wait for the two of them to arrive outside Jizhou City.
When he found the monster, it was wreaking havoc in a village and killing people. Feng Shigu saw it opening its mouth and swallowing a living person with his own eyes. The impact on the young man can be imagined.
But the old Taoist just cursed the beast, then took off his sword and slashed it down with a single stroke.
The sword energy passed by.
Then the tiger spirit, whose body was as big as a city tower, with scarlet eyes like sky lanterns, and covered in black smoke, was cut in two, broken into two parts from the center of his eyebrows down.
Dark demon blood sprayed all over the ground.
There are also undigested broken limbs, bones and hair.
Feng Shigu stood on the spot, the fear in his eyes was finally washed away by the smell of blood, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud, almost vomiting out his intestines.
The old Taoist said it was the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword.
It is the most exquisite swordsmanship on Wudang Mountain.
Even if you put it in the world, it is enough to rank among the top three.
Therefore, Feng Shigu, who was half-kneeling on the ground and was only in his early tenth year, tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart and asked, what swordsmanship was ranked in front of Taiyi Xuanmen Sword?
After all, he is only third, but his power is already so terrifying.
Couldn't the world's best swordsman be able to kill immortals in the sky?
"The first-class one is naturally Lu Zu's Chunyang Sword."
"Secondly, there is the Dan sect swordsmanship of the founder Zhang Sanfeng."
The old Taoist put away his long sword, his eyes were filled with a faint light, and his words were full of longing and longing.
The boy remembered.
Moreover, this mark is three hundred years.
After leaving the capital and entering the world, he also went to Wudang Mountain and was lucky enough to experience some Dan Sect swordsmanship. Unfortunately, the Chunyang Sword, which was regarded by the old Taoist as the best in the world, turned out to be a pity.
Until now.
The last bit of regret in Feng Shigu's heart disappeared, leaving only endless fear and uneasiness.
He didn't even care who was speaking.
All the minds were attracted by that sword light.
"Pure Yang Sword Intent!"
There seemed to be countless noises in his ears, which finally turned into four words.
Unexpectedly, the Chunyang Sword, which he had never encountered back then, was waiting for him here and now.
The subtle white light continued to expand in his pupils, and in just a moment, it turned into a blazing light that almost pierced his eyes and melted all the flesh and blood around him.
Feng Shigu could no longer care about Kunlun.
Black smoke surged up from under the robe, like a ghost, and quickly condensed outside the body. From a distance, it looked like a black umbrella or shield had been opened.
It was almost the moment when the black shield was formed.
The sword light has also broken through the void.
"Buzz!"
When the two touched, a buzzing sound was heard, and the black shield was like a thin piece of paper under the pure Yang sword energy. It was cut into two pieces without even blocking it for half a breath.
See this scene.
Feng Shigu's face was even more ugly.
Although he guessed that the corpse energy might not be able to block the sword energy, he never thought that it would happen so quickly. He would be defeated like a mountain. Even if he was just a piece of tofu, it shouldn't be so simple.
He didn't have time to think too much, and he suddenly opened his mouth. Suddenly, a more majestic corpse breath was spit out from his belly and rolled towards the broken black shield.
In an instant, the entire tomb room seemed to have entered the polar night from day to night.
at the same time.
That powerful sword light seemed to be dragged into the quagmire. A little light struggled in the darkness. The speed of melting the fog and breaking the Qi seemed to be far behind the progress of replenishing the corpse Qi.
"What about the Pure Yang Sword?"
"A certain person has already entered the realm of corpse immortal. Is it possible that you can still break through my corpse realm..."
See this situation.
Feng Shigu's hanging heart suddenly froze, the corners of his mouth raised, and he continued to sneer. The jade crown on his head exploded with a bang, and his black hair was flying. His face was ferocious and fierce, and his whole body was covered with black mist. Cover everything up.
Make him look like an alien demon.
Just...
The words haven't been finished yet.
Suddenly, in the dark night in front of him, a starlight suddenly enlarged, and the sword energy was like a dragon, piercing through Feng Shigu's so-called corpse realm without any warning, and then passed through the center of his eyebrows.
He interrupted his subsequent words.
The terrifying sword force brought Master Feng's ancient corpse and slammed into the rock wall behind him. The speed was so fast that he couldn't resist it. His toes scratched the ground, and there was a rapid friction sound, which was hard on the thick floor tiles. Leaving a crack on it.
Bang!
Feel the peach forest murals on all sides, flashing in the corner of your eye.
Feng Shigu was obviously confused. The arrogant look on his face suddenly disappeared, and his blood-red eyes were a little more horrified. He waved his hands desperately, trying to grab something to stop himself.
finally.
There was a solid feeling in his palm, and he held it tightly. Looking down, it was the corner of the golden coffin that he had hidden for hundreds of years. But before Feng Shigu could take a breath, the grip in his hand was gone in an instant, and the golden coffin was revealed. The copper corners of the coffin were actually crushed by him and turned into a handful of crumbs.
See this.
A trace of despair suddenly flashed in Feng Shigu's eyes.
When he first built the coffin chamber, he advocated simplicity in everything. After all, he claimed to be a true immortal in the world, so how could he be extravagant and extravagant?
But now, he wished he could go back in time and slap his original self. The cause of that day would bear bitter consequences hundreds of years later, and he would suffer the consequences.
Boom——
No more obstacles.
The terrifying force of the sword force pushed him hard against the rock wall.
There was only a loud bang, dust and soil fell from the dome of the tomb, and a deep pit was created by him on the rock wall, and his whole body was almost embedded in it.
Feng Shigu felt severe pain all over his body.
Especially between the eyebrows.
First, a bloody hole was burned out by the Yue Zhangyin Zhenzi Fire Talisman, and now the sword energy penetrated directly through it.
That is to say, he is a half-step corpse immortal, otherwise... just based on these two injuries, he would have been wiped out long ago.
But...
After all, the half-step corpse immortal has not yet become an immortal.
At this moment, Feng Shigu's entire face was twisted into a ball due to the severe pain, his facial features were ferocious, and dark blood continued to flow from the blood hole between his eyebrows and down the corners of his eyes.
The most terrifying thing is that the ray of pure Yang sword energy is still eroding and destroying his body.
It was like a cyclone was constantly passing through my mind. pain.
Pain that penetrates the bone and enters the marrow.
Feng Shigu held his head tightly with both hands, roaring, roaring, and even banging against the stone wall, but no matter what method he used, it was of no avail, and the pain hit the depths of his soul.
"It seems that the corpse realm that you are so proud of is not that good either."
Just when he was desperately trying to wipe out the sword energy, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Feng Shigu's expression changed, and he slowly raised his head without caring about anything else.
His eyes were red, almost bleeding.
His long hair was loose and hanging down, and his face was ferocious. From the burnt scar between his eyebrows, the light shone through the blood hole, and the broken stone wall behind him could be seen at a glance.
Looking at the slender figure in front of him, his eyes were as still as water, and every line and every stop was filled with a true immortal-like artistic conception.
Feng Shigu's face was even more sinister and angry, and he couldn't accept it.
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He spent countless efforts, even transforming into an executioner, killing all his people, swallowing pills and sealing coffins, just to obtain the magical power, but now he can see it in a man who can't stand up.
Especially the aura of immortal wind and Taoist bones, as well as the artistic conception of the past and the present, it is clear that it has condensed the golden elixir, cultivated the spiritual infant, and even reached the terrestrial fairyland of refining the Yang God.
How could he accept it?
"Who are you?"
"Since the great changes in the world and the end of the Dharma since Lu Shen in Shenzhou, no one can evolve Yang Shen. I don't believe it... I don't believe you can go to such a step."
Feeling the terrifying aura surrounding Chen Yulou, his elixirs transformed into dragons and tigers, his thoughts moved around the four phenomena, and the breath of heaven and earth circulated between movement and stillness. This was clearly the state of the Yang God where the body merged with the void.
Even the old Taoist Dao Lusi who killed the tiger demon with one sword had never gone so far.
Chen Yulou looks like a bright moon, and he is only thirty at most. No matter how hard he practices, he will never be able to cultivate Yang Shen.
"What?"
"Before going to hell, remember Chen's name and come back for revenge in the next life?"
Looking at Feng Shigu, who no longer had any of his previous heroic spirit, Chen Yulou sneered.
"Pure Yang swordsmanship, Yang Shen realm."
"You...you you you."
Feng Shigu seemed not to have heard it and just kept mumbling to himself.
He suddenly thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.
Could this person in front of me be the reincarnation of Lu Zu?
"There's no need to delay. Even if the Corpse Pill in your belly explodes, it won't be able to hurt Chen."
"Today, I was entrusted by Taoist Master Xuanzhen to come... to send you to death!"
Chen Yulou's eyes turned cold, and the golden light intertwined in the depths of his eyes, as if he could penetrate the ancient corpse of Master Feng and see the corpse pill circulating in the dantian. As he spoke, he shook the long sword in his hand, and the sound of dragon roars instantly resounded in all directions.
His thoughts were broken by one word.
Feng Shigu's expression suddenly changed drastically.
From the moment he came out of the broken coffin, he tried to summon the Nine Death Jingling Armor, but to his disbelief, the demon armor didn't respond at all, which also made his heart sink to the bottom.
The Nine Death Jingling Tomb Armor is not only a means of protecting the tomb that he left for himself.
It is also the corpse immortal blood armor that was fused after awakening.
There was no response from the demon armor. There was only one possibility, and that was to be broken by the person in front of him.
Therefore, he could only decide to use his last trump card.
That is the corpse elixir cultivated in Pangu's divine veins.
Although it was not refined from his own Dantian, Master Feng had already integrated it into himself over hundreds of years. Once it self-destructs, even with thousands of troops, they will only end up dead in the mountains.
However, once the Corpse Pill is detonated, his path to becoming an immortal will be cut off.
Feng Shigu was unwilling to go to this step unless it was absolutely necessary.
But after seeing this method, he finally understood that he and his perception were like clouds and mud.
The road to corpse immortality is cut off. Waiting for the opportunity, another one will appear in Pangu's veins. It may be able to continue, but if he dies in the hands of this person today, the last chance will be completely ruined.
Which one is more important?
Feng Shigu could still tell the difference.
Therefore, he desperately tried to delay time, secretly stimulating his blood energy, and tried to ignite the corpse elixir in his belly.
But he never expected that his cautious behavior could not escape this person's detection.
At this moment, listening to the roar of swords like dragons and tigers, Feng Shigu was finally in complete chaos.
He knows better than anyone how terrifying the Pure Yang Sword is.
"No..."
"Mr. Chen, the road to immortality in this world has been cut off. Feng has been seeking immortality all his life, and finally got a glimpse of the secret. You are already a great monk in the Yangshen realm, and you will inevitably ascend to immortality in the future. Please let me live. , Feng will tell you the day of the apocalypse, how about”
Feng Shigu's expression changed drastically, his body trembled, and he said quickly.
"What you call Tianji, is this appearance of being neither human nor ghost?"
"If this is the case, Chen would rather not know the apocalypse and not open the gate of heaven, than become such an immortal."
Chen Yulou's eyes were cold and his voice was like thunder.
Apocalypse, Tianji, Tianmen.
If it were anyone else, he might really be bewitched by him, but he has been walking in the world for so long, especially after refining his soul, he has actually been able to glimpse a little bit of the secrets of heaven and earth.
There is indeed a path to immortality in this world.
But... he is by no means like Feng Shigu, who walked on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with corpse pills in his mouth, and was hated by people and ghosts.
While talking.
Without further ado, he pulled out the Dragon Scale Sword with a clang.
With his backhand, he slashed out more than ten swords towards Feng Shigu.
In an instant, fierce sword intent filled the entire tomb chamber, like a howling wind and rain. Feng Shigu tried desperately to avoid it, but found that there was an inscription of suppression outside him at some point, trapping him like a cage. Seems to be in place.
He could only watch helplessly as the sword energy approached.
Scratching back and forth across the body.
In an instant, his entire body was like a porcelain vase with ice cracks, his gray eyes were full of horror, and there was still unwillingness on his face.
But Chen Yulou outside him had already sheathed his sword and didn't even look at him. He just turned around calmly and walked towards the crowd.
Until he passed the golden coffin on the ground.
A series of chirping sounds came from behind.
The ancient corpse of Master Feng, which was nailed to the stone wall, collapsed like a snowman under the scorching sun. His flesh, bones, bones, and long skinned hair fell with a crash, and even the blood-red Corpse Pill, which was the size of a jade bead, turned into powder.
No one noticed.
At the moment when the ancient corpse of Master Feng was broken into pieces.
A dark shadow escaped from the flesh and blood, trying to escape through the stone wall.
However, before it could make any move, a wisp of sword energy suddenly arrived, instantly piercing and obliterating it, twisting into a piece of smoke and dissipating into the void.
"Corpse moss!"
Chen Yulou, who was standing outside the golden coffin, murmured calmly with a cold light in his eyes.
What really made Feng Shigu become a corpse immortal was not the corpse pill, but the nearly immortal corpse moss in Pangu's veins.
He's been planning this for so long.
How could that ghost thing escape so easily?
As long as the corpse moss is still there, without Feng Shigu, there may still be Li Shigu and Zhao Shigu, but if they are destroyed, this road will be completely cut off, and there will be no second Corpse Immortal in the world.
I don’t know how long it will take.
The strong smell of blood rushed into their noses, and everyone came back to their senses. Looking at the corpse immortal Feng Shigu who had turned into flesh and blood on the ground, they felt their hearts pounding in their chests.
Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze, casually took out a gold medal for mountain viewing from the golden coffin, and walked up to Feng Sibei.
"Taoist Master, you have lived up to your trust. After today, there will be no more disasters like corpse immortals in the world!" (End of Chapter)