12dz Chapter 1824: Wusheng Sword Sect
Chapter 1824: Wusheng Sword Sect
Chapter 1824: Wusheng Sword Sect
As soon as it sank, a spiral pattern appeared on the boundary monument. With a slight twist, a black vortex the size of a palm emerged from it.
However, for some unknown reason, the black vortex was not stable at the moment, sometimes getting bigger and sometimes getting smaller, as if two forces were pulling at it.
"Senior Mo, the key in my hand does not completely match this boundary monument. Please help inject more immortal energy!"
Seeing this, Lu Yuqing's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she figured out the problem in an instant.
Luo Hong did not respond, but turned his palm and shot a beam of magical power towards the black jade ring.
With the injection of the primordial immortal power, the black vortex that had been constantly changing immediately expanded rapidly to the limit of the tombstone, and became extremely stable without any distortion.
Before Lu Yuqing could show her surprise, a force of attraction emanated from the black vortex.
Since this was an expected change, the two did not resist at the moment, but allowed the suction force to suck them into the black vortex.
The world spun around again, and when Luo Hong stood firm again, he found that the previous mountains had disappeared, replaced by towering peaks that soared into the clouds.
This giant peak is covered with lush vegetation, and large areas of green can be seen wherever the eye can see, revealing vitality everywhere.
"Senior Mo, the sensation has become much stronger!"
As soon as she recovered from the teleportation, Lu Yuqing felt an even stronger call, as if there was something extremely important to her on the top of the mountain.
"Well, let's go!"
Luo Hong didn't say much after hearing this. He grabbed Lu Yuqing's shoulders and leaped up, escaping towards the top of the giant peak.
However, they had only flown a hundred feet when the sky above their heads suddenly changed color and an invisible pressure descended.
Before Luo Hong could investigate the situation, the clouds in the sky suddenly dropped a few points, and an extremely powerful sword energy rolled out from it, transforming into countless translucent sword lights, dense but not without order, like thousands of troops rushing in, with a majestic and intimidating momentum!
But at this moment, there was a "clang" sound, and a circle of transparent ripples swept across the countless sword lights, shattering them all in an instant!
I saw a phantom of a huge snow-white bell appear around Luo Hong. Whenever the shattered sword lights showed signs of reuniting, the phantom would tremble slightly, emit a new bell sound, and disperse the sword lights in the sky again.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yuqing's heart, which had just been lifted up, calmed down again. Although she had a hunch that these sword lights would not hurt her, it was better not to gamble if she could.
However, as the two flew higher and higher, the clouds in the sky also became lower and lower, making the sword light condensed from them more and more powerful.
Although the bell-ringing magic that Luo Hong used to activate the Mi Tian Bell contained the law of reincarnation and was the best way to restrain the invisible magic in the world, the restrictions here were also extraordinary. The sword energy was vast and seemed to have no end, so Luo Hong's escape speed inevitably slowed down.
Luo Hong was not in a hurry about this. He had already realized that the current changes were caused by him triggering the no-fly restriction in this place.
As long as he brings Lu Yuqing to the ground, there will be no more sword attacks.
But no matter how slow the flying is, it is still faster than hiking. Since he can handle it now, Luo Hong will not choose the slow one.
While flying, Luo Hong looked towards the giant peak and saw a tall stone archway at the mountain pass. On it was a huge plaque with four large characters written in golden seal script:
"The Immortal Sword Sect!"
The strokes are vigorous and bold, yet elegant and graceful, just like a sharp sword, with its edge fully exposed. Looking at it for a long time can hurt one's soul!
Behind the stone archway is a long winding ancient mountain road, which winds around the mountain like a long snake.
In addition, Luo Hong also noticed that although the vegetation on the giant peak was lush, there were no birds or animals, which made this vibrant scene inexplicably filled with a sense of solemnity!
When they flew to the middle of the mountain, they saw houses for the first time. They were a few dark green bamboo houses located in a purple-gold bamboo forest.
"Purple Golden Bamboo"
Looking at these purple-gold spiritual bamboos, especially the sword marks on the bamboos, Lu Yuqing seemed to be touched and couldn't help but murmured something.
"Purple gold bamboo is the toughest species among all spiritual trees. The owner of this place uses this bamboo to practice swordplay, which shows how strict he is with swordplay."
After sighing, Luo Hong casually waved his hand downwards, and a ray of silver light came out, cutting off more than ten purple gold bamboos at the roots.
Then, the rosy glow rolled up, and the dozen or so purple-gold bamboos flew into the treasure bag.
Although the purple gold bamboo is not a spiritual material of the law and is almost useless to Luo Hong, it is rare after all. Now that he has encountered it, Luo Hong will naturally collect some.
Continuing to fly upwards, the two soon arrived at a place close to the top of the mountain. This place was shrouded in white fog. Even if Luo Hong used his spiritual eyes, he was unable to see anything. It was obviously some kind of restriction.
Anyway, they were close to the top of the mountain. Luo Hong didn't want to be careless. Facing two restrictions at the same time, he took Lu Yuqing down and stood on the stone steps leading to the top of the mountain.
As he had expected, as soon as the two of them landed, the clouds that had been pressing down immediately stopped their restlessness and began to rise little by little, and there was no more sword light.
After landing, Luo Hong did not rush to move forward, but tried to explore the surroundings with his spiritual sense.
But he soon discovered that the white mist around him could not only restrain his spiritual eyesight, but also block his spiritual consciousness.
"What a nuisance!"
After frowning and whispering, Luo Hong suddenly activated the Mi Tian Bell, and immediately a bell sound louder than before rang out.
Wherever the invisible sound waves passed, all the white fog was completely eliminated, making the two people's vision immediately clear!
They saw that there was flat ground on both sides of the stone steps where they were standing, with twelve tall puppets with thin limbs standing on it.
Whether it was the stone steps above or below them, there was similar terrain every few steps.
There is no doubt that there must be the same puppets in those places.
There was no need to think too much about its purpose, because the twelve puppets in front of Luo Hong had all raised their heads, and their eyes were shining with light!
With a slight sense of his spiritual sense, Luo Hong discovered that the aura of these puppets themselves was not strong, but the long swords in their hands all exuded a sharp aura.
And judging by how much coordination there is between their actions, they will most likely form a sword formation.
At the moment when Luo Hong evaluated the strength of these puppets, the twelve wooden puppets all jumped into the air, raised the spirit swords in their hands, and were about to chop down at Luo Hong!
Of course Luo Hong would not wait for them to launch an attack. He immediately turned his palm into a knife, and a silver light appeared.
But before Luo Hong could swing his palm, Lu Yuqing beside him snapped his ten fingers and quickly cast out twelve spells, which penetrated into the chest of the twelve wooden puppets one by one.
These spells did not have any killing power, but after penetrating into the chests of the wooden puppets, they immediately caused the spiritual swords in their hands to struggle.
It was as if these spiritual swords were given life and no longer obeyed the control of the wooden puppets.
Affected by this, the puppets' attack naturally could not continue, and they immediately staggered back to the ground.
Almost at the same time, the spirit swords in their hands broke free one after another, and then, as if pulled by some force, shot straight to the top of the mountain!
After losing the magic sword, although these wooden puppets were still intact, they no longer had the intention of attacking Luo Hong and the others, and just stood there stupidly.
Seeing this, Luo Hong knew that this was also part of the arrangement by Taoist Wusheng, and immediately said to Lu Yuqing:
"Next time I encounter this kind of puppet, I will leave it all to you."
"Ah."
Lu Yuqing nodded and replied. She was very glad that Luo Hong did not ask any further questions, because it was only after she saw these puppets that the magic formula emerged in her soul.
With Lu Yuqing leading the way, the journey to the top of the mountain was unobstructed. It didn't take them much time to reach the top of the mountain.
In the center of the peak sits a Taoist temple-style building. It’s not very large, but the white walls and black tiles, coupled with various brick carvings, give it an ancient and rustic feel.
Before entering the Taoist temple, Luo Hong had already used his spiritual sense to explore most of its areas, but did not find any treasures.
At this moment, Lu Yuqing seemed to be possessed. Without saying hello to Luo Hong, she walked into the Taoist temple on her own, and went straight to a hall that Luo Hong's spiritual sense could not clearly detect.
Of course Luo Hong would not stop her at this time, and followed the girl to the front of the hall.
There is also a group of wooden puppets here, and the spirit swords in their hands are obviously more powerful, but in front of Lu Yuqing, it makes no difference whether they are powerful or not.
After dealing with these puppets as before, Lu Yuqing walked directly to the door of the hall, stretched out a pair of jade hands and pressed on the door.
Suddenly, layers of complex and dense runes emerged from the temple door, and the originally hidden restriction light curtain also appeared immediately.
Obviously, the restriction of this hall was the reason why Luo Hong was unable to explore it with his spiritual sense before.
Luo Hong was not worried about Lu Yuqing. After just a short while, as the woman muttered something, the dense runes on the temple door began to disappear layer by layer.
There is no doubt that this ban will be lifted soon.
Looking up, Luo Hong looked at a black plaque hanging in the middle of the door lintel of the main hall, on which were written three large characters "Ancestor Hall" in gold lacquer seal script.
The ancestral hall of a sect in the immortal world is very different from that of a sect in the lower world.
This is because cultivators above the level of True Immortal will not have to worry about their lifespan as long as they do not encounter a bad luck. Therefore, apart from a few ancestral tablets, most of the objects in the ancestral hall are used to enshrine the sect's treasures left by the ancestors of past generations.
These sect-guarding objects are not necessarily powerful magical weapons of immortals, but most of them are personal items that the elders of the sect often carry with them during their practice in the sect.
After being influenced by the sect's incense for a long time, these objects will gradually become spiritual and even give birth to spirits.
And when the younger generations of the sect pay homage to their ancestors in the ancestral hall, those who are lucky and fortunate will be chosen by a sect-guarding item and made the master of it, allowing them to soar to the sky!
Just as Luo Hong was thinking, the palace door was pushed open with a creaky sound by Lu Yuqing.
The furnishings in the ancestral hall of the Wusheng Sword Sect are very simple. There are two rows of eternal lamps on both sides. The oil in the lamps has run out and the lights have been extinguished. In the middle, there are four layers of altars arranged from high to low in a terraced shape.
There are several tablets on the lower three floors, and of course there are more rosewood trays, on which are placed various objects, including hairpins used by women, yellowed dice, and even a pair of soapy green cloth shoes!
However, on the topmost level, which is the level representing the founder of the sect, Taoist Wusheng, there is no tablet. Instead, on a single rosewood tray, a small silver-white sword lies quietly.
Suddenly, the small silver sword flew up by itself and turned into a three-foot long sword. It flashed to Lu Yuqing's side, and danced around her happily like a loyal dog that had not seen its master for a long time.
After several circles, the sword suddenly stopped in front of Lu Yuqing and stopped moving.
Seeing this, Lu Yuqing subconsciously reached out and grasped the hilt of the silver-white sword. Then her eyes suddenly became sharp. With a swing of her right arm, the sword pointed diagonally to her side, making bursts of crisp sword sounds!
This move may seem ordinary, but it requires extremely high attainments in swordsmanship to be performed.
Obviously, this silver sword is the key to activating the reincarnation restriction, and a new challenge has arrived!
"Be careful with your heart and remember who you are!"
Seeing that Lu Yuqing was about to close her eyes, Luo Hong immediately shouted with the secret technique of the Yuanshen God, causing a glimmer of clarity to flash in her eyes.
Relying on this moment of clarity, Lu Yuqing quickly took out the Mi Tian Bell, and then activated it without hesitation.
Before she could feel the effect of the Mi Tian Bell, her consciousness fell rapidly until she arrived in a hall.
Sitting in the first seat, there were seven Golden Immortal monks holding swords. Lu Yuqing looked at them bowing to her and shouted in unison:
"Welcome the master to come out of retreat!"
After the initial panic, Lu Yuqing suddenly felt a sense of heroism surging from her heart, and her eyes became disdainful, as if the seven golden immortals in the hall were just ants to her.
Then, she spoke in a deep voice uncontrollably:
"Now that you have achieved success in the way of the sword, go down the mountain to spread the name of our sect, seize the sword and return to offer it as a sacrifice to the sea of swords!"
"I will obey the order of the sect master!"
The seven Golden Immortal Sword Cultivators immediately accepted the order in unison.
Hearing this, Lu Yuqing immediately felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, but just when she was about to nod slightly, she found that the satisfaction was suddenly weakened countless times.
It went straight from empathy to indifference.
After being stunned for a moment, Lu Yuqing immediately sensed an extremely fierce aura from the seven sword masters in the hall, and suddenly felt very uneasy.
"I am just a True Immortal, how dare I let seven Golden Immortal seniors pay respect to me?"
"No, I am Taoist Wusheng, Taiyi cultivator, and the founder of the Wusheng Sword Sect. They should do this!"
"No, no, I'm Lu Yuqing! I'm Lu Yuqing!"
After discovering with horror that another thought had emerged in her soul, Lu Yuqing immediately sat up cross-legged without caring about anything else, and according to Luo Hong's instructions, she kept repeating the five words "I am Lu Yuqing".
The seven Golden Immortal Sword Cultivators in the hall did not react to her abnormality. After talking to themselves, they left the hall at the same time.
Immediately, the scene around Lu Yuqing changed. She came to a dark stone chamber, and an extremely handsome man appeared in front of her.
However, the aura of this man made Lu Yuqing feel instinctively uncomfortable and fearful. It was a stream of black evil spirit.
(End of this chapter)