Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning.

Chapter 56 Something happened here
Master Su Yuan stood there in a daze, his heart aching.

But it was the aftereffects of the Colorful Clothes Fairy's Cai Yi magic.

How could Chen Ming miss this opportunity? He rolled up his poisonous hand and put Su Yuan Zhenren into the white bone magic jar.

Master Su Yuan came to his senses only after he entered the jar, but it was too late.

"Cai Yi misled me!"

Master Su Yuan shouted loudly, and purple light burst out from his body, shaking the white bone magic jar.

The blood bead in the jar emitted blood threads, which entangled Master Su Yuan, forcing him to fall into the bead little by little and transform into a insect and reincarnate.

Five-colored light flowed behind Chen Ming, and the five elements' energy suppressed the white bone magic jar. No matter how hard Su Yuan Zhenren struggled, it was useless.

After dealing with Master Su Yuan, the only person left in the Shenxiao Sect who could stand out was Chi Yingzi.

Chi Yingzi's face was as gloomy as water, and he knew his situation.

If he had not been able to sense the Shenxiao Purple Sword in the cliff and relied on the power of the sword, he would have turned into ashes by now.

However, that was the extent of the connection between him and the Divine Sky Purple Sword.

Although the Shenxiao Purple Sword responded to him, Chi Yingzi had never practiced the Shenxiao sword art and could not really summon it.

"Ancestor, the purple sword is alive. The Shenxiao Daoist lineage has reached its end. Please, please let the magic sword appear in the world!"

Chi Yingzi had disheveled hair and was chanting a spell. He merged his magic power and soul with his thoughts and called upon the Shenxiao Purple Sword.

But even at this point, the Divine Purple Sword still could not be unveiled.

Chi Yingzi's passion to restore the Shenxiao Sword Sect gradually cooled.

Seeing that the Blue Lotus Monk and Chen Ming's magical powers had already reached him, Chi Yingzi murmured, "Forget it, forget it. Shen Xiao is like this, it's not my fault!"

"Hahaha!"

Chi Yingzi was no longer as calm as before.

Everything he had done for Shenxiao Sword Sect seemed like a joke at this moment.

As he laughed loudly, Chi Yingzi was hit by the magical power.

A look of despair flashed in Chi Yingzi's eyes and he closed his eyes.

At this time, he could no longer feel the pain from the magic power. His magic power reversed, and the purple light retracted, burning his body.

Chi Yingzi never imagined that everything he hoped for could be destroyed so easily.

He didn't care and crashed hard into the cliff at the moment of death.

"From now on, there will be no more Shenxiao Daoism in this world!"

Chi Yingzi crashed into the cliff, and his entire body and soul exploded.

The cliff was shaken by Chi Yingzi's impact, and it was unknown whether the Shenxiao Purple Sword inside was shaken by the movement or sensed Chi Yingzi's thoughts before his death.

A ray of purple sword light burst out from the cliff and turned into a long purple rainbow, rising into the sky.

Chen Ming stepped back quickly; the purple sword light pierced his eyes and caused them pain.

"Has the Divine Sky Purple Sword appeared?"

Five-colored light appeared behind Chen Ming to protect himself.

The Blue Lotus Monk also flew back with him and said, "No, it was just a sword beam!"

Just a ray of sword light has such power, it deserves the name of divine sword.

The long purple rainbow was spinning in the air, but Chi Yingzi was already dead, and there was no one to communicate with and control it.

The sword light turned into a long purple rainbow, and for a moment it didn't know where to fall.

There was a loud "boom", like a muffled thunder.

The purple rainbow simply disintegrated and turned into countless tiny sword beams, sweeping across without distinguishing between friend and foe. The entire Shenxiao Sect was immediately riddled with holes, and those Shenxiao Sect disciples who were fighting among themselves could not resist and died under the sword beams.

Chen Ming and the Blue Lotus Monk ran as fast as they could and suffered some injuries, but nothing serious.

After a long time, the sweeping sword light gradually subsided.

The Jinghu Fairy Mountain turned into a ruin, the palaces and pavilions collapsed, and the corpses of the disciples were piled up everywhere.

Suddenly, the Shenxiao Purple Sword in the cliff emitted twelve purple sword beams in succession, which turned into a vast purple area and enveloped the entire Mirror Lake Fairy Mountain.

The Shenxiao Gate seemed to be between reality and the void, becoming a half-secret realm.

If you want to get in, you have to rush through the purple sword energy.

"What a pity, divine swords like the Divine Sky Purple Sword are beyond our reach now!"

Chen Ming's mind swept over the Mirror Lake Fairy Mountain which was shrouded in purple sword light. Even if a cultivator in the Concentrated Spirit Realm entered it, if he did not follow the right method, he would die.

The Blue Lotus Monk clasped his hands together and used his magical powers to sense that there was nothing left to plot against, so he chanted the Buddha's name and said:

"Fellow Daoist, now that we have concluded our business here, I will take my leave now. When you have free time in the future, you can come to the Lotus Temple to discuss Taoism and Buddhism with me, and we can make progress together!"

Chen Ming responded, but he would not go to the Lotus Temple at all. All the disciples of Monk Jie Ding died at his hands.

What's more, Chen Ming has all the magic skills, so what good can happen if he goes to the Buddhist temple?

After the Blue Lotus Monk left, Chen Ming also left Jinghu Fairy Mountain.

“Although this place is sealed by the Divine Sky Purple Sword, the opportunities are still there!”

"The Shenxiao Sect seems to be extinct, but there is still a glimmer of hope!"

Chen Ming sensed the movement in the White Bone Magic Pot. True Man Su Yuan had been refined and turned into a fat purple worm in the blood bead.

Chen Ming obtained all of the Shenxiao Sect's "Purple Light Trapping the Soul" technique and the Shenxiao sword practice method.

Chen Ming has his own magical powers and techniques, so he will not turn to practice the Shenxiao Taoist school.

However, this Mirror Lake Fairy Mountain is guarded by the Shenxiao Purple Sword and will not be easily obtained by others.

Chen Ming thought for a moment and came up with an idea. He thought:

"The Divine Sky Dharma is in my hands, and it is destined to be with my disciples. Thirty years later, the Mirror Lake Fairy Mountain and the Divine Sky Purple Sword will be in my hands!"

Chen Ming temporarily put aside the matter of the Shenxiao Taoist school and did not go anywhere else. He turned back towards the direction of Cangmang Mountain.

Not long after Chen Ming left, a figure appeared near Jinghu Fairy Mountain.

The man was wearing a gorgeous robe, his feet were on the air, he had a smile on his face, and two colorful phoenixes were following behind him.

It was none other than the master of the Mingxia Palace in the Biyun Fairy Palace, Immortal Mingyun.

“Without the Divine Heaven Sword Sect’s tradition, if you want to obtain the Divine Heaven Purple Sword and don’t have the strength of the Guiyuan Realm, I’m afraid it will not work!”

"Those old fellows in Guiyuan Realm are hiding in Biyun Palace and dare not come out, otherwise why would there be such trouble!"

Although Master Mingyun has reached the peak of the Concentrated Spirit Realm and has a high opinion of himself, he is not arrogant.

He took a look at the sword light on the Jingshihu Fairy Mountain and knew that the sword light could not hurt him.

However, he was unable to forcibly take out the original body of the Divine Purple Sword.

Unless he reaches the Guiyuan realm, he can completely subdue the Shenxiao Purple Sword.

Or he could cultivate the Taoist tradition of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, gain recognition from the Shenxiao Purple Sword, and then take the sword for his own use.

But it is impossible for Master Mingyun, who possesses the magical powers passed down from the Biyun Heavenly Palace, to change his roots and practice the Divine Xiao Sword Art.

"That vast expanse of purple does look beautiful. There are already quite a few colorful feathers now. If it turns into a pure purple bird, the clouds and skylight of Mingxia Palace will also have more changes."

Taoist Mingyun was looking at the vast purple area on the Mirror Lake Fairy Mountain. It was so beautiful that he felt happy and started to think about something else.

(End of this chapter)