The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Fuxian Ridge.

The night is dark.

In a mountain temple built halfway up the mountain, a statue of a god with kind eyebrows and kind eyes is enshrined, holding a jade bottle in his hand.

On the desk in front of the statue, incense and candles were burning, and the swaying lamp shadows reflected on the statue, adding a mottled light and dark luster.

An old man wearing an old monk's robe, with sparse hair and a stooped figure, sat cross-legged on a futon in front of the desk.

He was clearly dressed as a Taoist priest, but he held a string of black rosary beads in his hand, sitting cross-legged like a Buddhist monk.

If Cao Ping were here, he would be able to recognize that this old man in Taoist robes is the temple blessing of this mountain temple, Taoist Chai.

Outside the mountain temple is a courtyard planted with tall pines and cypresses, their lush crowns rustling in the night wind.

Suddenly, a shadow walked into the courtyard, and the swaying pine and cypress branches suddenly stopped.

The shadow was a young man in a blood robe with pale and transparent skin, with blood-red eyes and a ghostly mist all over his body. A bunch of fist-sized skulls hung around his neck, walking silently in the night.

The young man in blood robe came to the temple, knelt on his knees and said respectfully:

"Ancestor, thirty-six boys and thirty-five girls have been captured tonight. According to your instructions, there is only one girl left to open the 'Blood Transformation Ghost Formation' tonight and offer sacrifices to the Great Compassion God. "

In the temple, Taoist Chai, who was sitting cross-legged, yelled, his voice low and hoarse, "Who is the missing virgin?"

The blood-robed boy trembled and said quickly: "It should be the girl named Cao An from Caoxi Village at the foot of the mountain. My subordinates have sent Shui Ming to Caoxi Village. I believe it won't take long..."

I just said this——

Snapped!

There was a soft sound, and one of the rosary beads in Taoist Chai's hand suddenly shattered and turned into gray-white powder.

Taoist Chai's cloudy eyes suddenly became dark and sharp, with a cold and bloodthirsty luster surging through them.

"Shui Ming is dead."

Taoist Chai glanced sharply at the young man in blood-robed kneeling outside the main hall, and said in a cold voice, "Among the twelve ghost servants that I have accepted, Shui Ming is the most promising to step into the path of Yuandao and become a The ghost cultivator was a good young man, but now...he is dead..."

The blood-robed young man trembled all over and said, "Ancestor, please calm down. I will go to Caoxi Village in person for a visit..."

Taoist Chai interrupted: "No need, it's just a lack of sacrifice, it's nothing. If we miss this time of the year when the yin energy of heaven and earth is the heaviest, all my preparations will be in vain."

After a pause, he took a deep breath and said, "You go and prepare the sacrifice. In a quarter of an hour, I will personally operate the 'Blood Transformation Soul Array'."

"yes!"

The bloody young man got up and hurried into the depths of the courtyard. He came to an ancient well and jumped in.

In the mountain temple, Taoist Chai stood up from the futon, turned around and looked at the statue holding a jade bottle, with a trace of ridicule on his lips.

"Worldly people use incense to worship mountain gods like you day and night, but in my eyes, you are just a clay sculpture after all. Those ordinary people still think that they can get protection by burning incense and worshiping. It is really pitiful and ridiculous."

Taoist Chai shook his head.

…

The night is dark.

Outside the courtyard of the mountain temple, Su Yi and Yuan Heng's figures were approaching from a distance.

"Master, the Yin Qi is raging here and the ghost fog is thick. Wherever there is a mountain temple, it is clearly a dangerous place where ghosts are entrenched."

Yuan Heng spoke in a low voice.

"The Mountain Temple is indeed the Mountain Temple, but it was occupied by an old ghost with Taoism."

As Su Yi spoke, his eyes fell on the courtyard.

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Both sides of the door.

Although it was a dark night with no stars or moon, under Su Yi's spiritual thoughts, he could still clearly see a couplet posted on both sides of the door.

The couplet has long been damaged and faded, but it can be vaguely seen that it reads:

"Good deeds are rewarded and evil deeds are rewarded in cycles. How can we not repay the morning reward and the evening reward?"

"Famous fairs and fairs are nothing more than a theater, both entering and exiting are on the spot."

After reading it, Su Yi shook his head secretly. This couplet was obviously not left by a cultivator.

For secular people, the principle of "cause and effect of good and evil" explained in this couplet can indeed soothe the mind and guide people to do good.

But in the eyes of practitioners, few believe in the theory of retribution of "good and evil cause and effect".

However, Su Yi is certain that there is indeed the power of cause and effect in this mysterious way of heaven, but it has nothing to do with "good and evil repay each other".

While thinking, Su Yi walked into the mountain temple with his hands behind his back, as if he were traveling in the night.

Yuan Heng followed.

Wow~~

In the courtyard, tall pines and cypresses rustled violently, and among the dense branches that covered the sky, there were bursts of eerie whispers.

"Hey, there are still big living people coming this late at night?"

"This is the Ghost Festival. Are they here to offer incense? Hahaha, it's interesting."

"Well, little brother, look at your delicate skin and tender flesh. Do you want to play with me?"

A graceful shadow suddenly swept down from the tree crown and came to Su Yi.

They saw that she was twenty-eight years old, fair-skinned and beautiful, dressed like a wealthy lady, holding a lotus leaf fan in her hand, looking at Su Yi boldly and passionately with her beautiful eyes, and deliberately squeezed the tall pair in front of her to make her plump.

Before Su Yi could speak, Yuan Heng shouted loudly: "You are a bold monster. You don't care what you are, and you dare to show off in front of my master. You are simply ignorant of life and death!"

boom!

While speaking, Yuan Heng clapped his hands, as powerful as a mighty god.

The female ghost was dumbfounded. She didn't even have time to dodge, and her head was smashed to pieces by this palm force. Her body exploded and turned into billowing blue smoke.

There was silence in the field, and the whispers in the pine and cypress trees suddenly fell silent.

Su Yi glanced at Yuan Heng and said, "Keep a low profile from now on. What if the rightful owner is scared and escapes early?"

Yuan Heng suddenly showed a look of fear and said quickly: "Master, don't worry, Yuan Heng will never be so reckless again."

Su Yi nodded and said, "The ghosts in this courtyard are left to you."

With that said, he walked towards the mountain temple.

Before entering this place, his spiritual thoughts captured the aura of a ghost cultivator, which was located in this temple.

"I didn't expect that I would meet a fellow Taoist in this barren land. It's really rare."

In the temple, the old Taoist Chai held a rosary in his hand and looked at Su Yi who was walking step by step. Although there was a look of surprise on his eyebrows, he was not afraid.

Su Yi looked at Taoist Chai up and down, and said calmly: "The Juyin Jade comes from your hands?"

His attitude made Taoist Chai frown slightly, and he immediately said: "It seems that there must be a misunderstanding. If there is any offense, I will first apologize to my fellow Taoist, and I hope that my fellow Taoist can be noble. Otherwise, beating and killing will not be good for anyone in the end.”

As he spoke, he bowed slightly, cupped his fists in greeting, and kept his posture very low.

Su Yi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Who do you think you are, you are worthy of talking about the word 'fellow Taoist' with me, Mr. Su?"

Taoist Chai's cheeks flashed with green light, and he slowly straightened his body. A cold and frightening aura also filled his body.

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And open.

His turbid eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty and sinister luster, staring at Su Yi in front of the mountain temple gate, and said coldly:

"Everyone respects me as much as I respect others. My friend, are you sure you don't want to give me a bad look and turn today's misunderstanding into a feud?"

Su Yi laughed and said, "How many pieces of paper is your face worth? Do you want me to burn it for you later?"

"Ah."

Taoist Chai also smiled. He waved his sleeves and a bloody light came out.

boom!

Behind him, the statue collapsed, and almost at the same time, a bone knife filled with gray aura emerged from inside the statue.

Clang!

Taoist Chai reached out and grabbed it, and the bone knife fell into his hand.

The bone knife was only two feet long, white and as thin as a cicada's wing. The moment he held it in his hand, Taoist Chai raised his hand and slashed it out.

A streak of gray sword energy swept out, like a strange lightning, with such power that it was more powerful than the existence of the Bigu Realm among human monks.

But in Su Yi's eyes now, such tricks are completely disgusting.

boom!

Su Yi flicked his finger, and the sword energy broke every inch.

Inside the temple, Taoist Chai's pupils shrank.

Su Yi asked: "Tell me, why do you use the Yin Ju Jade to harm people? It seems that a ghost cultivator like you who has embarked on the path of Yuandao cultivation does not need to do such vicious and destructive things."

Taoist Chai sneered, did not answer, and shook his figure suddenly.

Boom~

The ghost mist filled the air, and his figure became three feet tall, bursting a hole in the temple beams, causing tiles and stones to fly everywhere.

In just a blink of an eye, Taoist Chai's skinny and hunched figure became as majestic as a mountain. The muscles on his body were as stretched as rocks, his eyes were scarlet, and his evil aura shot into the sky.

Clang!

As Taoist Chai exerted his strength, the two-foot-long bone knife in his hand suddenly emitted a substantial gray blade light.

Then he stepped hard on the ground with his feet and slashed at Su Yi with his sword.

boom!

Blood surged all over the sky, accompanied by a waterfall of gray sword energy, intertwining into a terrifying vision like a dark purgatory.

The power of this sword is more than twice as powerful as before!

If it were other Bigu Realm monks, they probably wouldn't dare to show off their abilities at all.

But there was a hint of ridicule and coldness in Su Yi's eyes.

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

His sleeves bulged, he raised a palm, made a fist into a seal, and smashed it into the air.

It was an understatement, but when the green fist mark shot out across the sky, it was like an ancient sacred mountain pressing down.

boom!

The bloody shadows and saber energy that filled the sky like a dark purgatory were all detonated by this punch, and the light rain swept and spread like a waterfall.

boom!

The fist mark remained unabated and hit Taoist Chai directly. His three-foot-tall figure immediately made a dull sound of bones exploding, like a ball being punctured. Finally, with a loud bang, he was blasted. This fist seal knocked him to his knees on the ground.

The entire body was broken, the skin was torn, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the entire temple collapsed and turned into ruins under the impact of such fighting power.

With just one punch, this powerful ghost cultivator in the Bigu realm was suppressed!

In the courtyard, Yuan Heng, who had already planned to take action, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this.

The ghosts hiding in the shadows of the pine and cypress branches were all frightened and trembling, as silent as cicadas.

That punch seemed to come from the hand of an immortal in the sky, so terrifying!

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ps: Happy Qixi Qiqiao Festival, children~~