Guizang Sword Immortal

"Gui Zang Sword Immortal" Author: Feng Xiao Shengdong

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Time comes and the world has the same force, and it is not free to transport heroes.

Song Mingting, the 32nd generation disciple of Guizang Jiange, is mediocre in talent and dull in understanding, but with great perseverance and perseverance, he catches up with his fellow disciples step by step.However, just as Song Mingting was catching up with his fellow disciples step by step, Guizang Jiange was suddenly attacked by the Demon Sect.Overnight, the mountain gate was destroyed and the same gate withered.

Since then, Song Mingting has been fleeing for more than 100 years. However, no matter how he struggled, he could not escape the fate of death in the end.

Waking up again, Song Mingting found himself lying on the bottom of the pool where he used to practice qigong in his youth...

This book is serious and direct, the main and supporting characters have normal IQ, and the villain has a strong character~

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Brewing wine with pine flowers, brewing tea with spring water, sleeping with mountain deer and wild deer.

Chapter 1

The cold wind is bitter, the dusk is heavy, and the river water in late autumn reflects the gloomy sky, adding a bit of bleakness.The forests on both sides of the river have long since withered, only the black branches are left, standing with claws and claws in the twilight, like eerie ghosts.

Not long after, a gleam of light suddenly appeared on the distant river, coming quickly.The shimmer was blue-blue, darker in color, almost like blue ink, and glowed dimly in the dark sky, almost blending with the evening Jiang Tian.This is a zhang long sword light, the whole body is blue and black, the sword body is clear and transparent, like a river flowing silently, although the light is dim, it is very pure, without a trace of mottled color.

Above the sword light, a man leaned on the sword and half knelt.

The man looked quite embarrassed, his hair was disheveled in front of his head, covering most of his face, and he was wearing a dirty and shabby sword robe—the sword robe should be white with black stripes, but because it was too old , the black on the top has faded so much that it is almost the same as the white bottom, and there are still large bloodstains on the front of the skirt.The man was extremely thin, as thin as a bamboo pole, and the wide sword robe was draped over his body like a rag, dangling and blowing in the wind.

At this time, a purple sword light suddenly appeared from behind, that purple sword light was like a ray of the purest purple glow in the dim twilight, beside the purple sword light, there was a dark yellow light, two rays of light It is coming rapidly in this direction.As the two beams of light approached, a thick and steady voice came from the purple sword light: "Song Mingting, you have nowhere to retreat, just capture it with your arms tied."

The purple sword light quickly approached, revealing the face of the man on the sword.The man's complexion is slightly dark, thick eyebrows are like ink, his face is firm, his back is like a hunchback, his clothes are straight, and the black and yellow robe is embroidered with mountains, rivers and rivers.

The young man in black robe is named Lu Chengzong, a disciple of the Supreme Sect.

The dark yellow figure beside Lu Chengzong is a tall god-man.The god-man is like a cast of light, exuding a black-yellow light all over his body, wearing a helmet and armor, only a pair of eyes are exposed from his whole body, holding a long stick, with mountain patterns carved on it, the patterns are naturally formed, as if the mountains in the world have been shrunk.The end is divine light, heroic and extraordinary!

This is Lu Chengzong's Taoist God, called "Fuyue", ranked No. 12 among the [-] Taoist Gods of Taishangzong, and he is an extremely powerful god.

Seeing that Song Mingting didn't respond, Lu Chengzong frowned slightly on his indifferent face, and then said expressionlessly: "Since that's the case, then I can only take you down, please be careful."

The next moment, a bit of purple light burst out from the twilight like the rising sun.The darkness receded, and the dazzling purple light illuminated half of the sky in an instant. In the gushing purple clouds, the flying sword under Lu Chengzong's feet suddenly soared to a hundred feet, and was drawn out like lightning.The bright purple light surged like electricity, spanning a distance of more than ten miles in an instant, and slashed towards Song Mingting in the air.

Seeing that he was about to be buried under the light of the sword, the backwater sword under Song Mingting's feet suddenly burst into an astonishing light, and it soared to a hundred feet long in an instant.

In an instant, the sky seemed to have turned green.With the skyrocketing light of the backwater sword, the calm river surface at the foot of Song Mingting suddenly rose up—it was as if a peak suddenly rose from the flat ground. It turned into a huge water peak and slammed into the shocking purple sword light.

On the surface of the river, the river water gathered like a mountain collided with the hundreds of feet long purple sword light, and the water peak exploded from top to bottom. The hundreds of millions of tons of river water lost its support in an instant and collapsed.However, Shuifeng was chopped off by a sword, and the purple sword light was not unscathed. After one blow, it exhausted its strength, and the hundred-foot-long sword light suddenly faded away, leaving only the body of the flying sword, and the three-foot purple glow lingered in the air. After a circle, he flew back to Lu Chengzong's side.

The strong air wave from the huge wave swept past, engulfed in a large amount of water vapor, and Song Mingting's long hair on his forehead was lifted, revealing his face.

This is a weather-beaten face, vicissitudes, numbness, dead silence.There is also a hideous and terrifying scar on this weather-beaten and lifeless face, which is a sword scar.The scar started from Song Mingting's left eyebrow bone and ended at the right jawbone, across Song Mingting's entire face, almost completely ruining his appearance.

The next moment, Song Mingting moved again, but when Song Mingting continued to fly forward, Fu Yueshen had already killed him like a dark yellow meteor.God Fuyue quickly caught up with Song Mingting, and then swung his stick violently.The next moment, a huge stick shadow more than a hundred feet long appeared on the river surface. The stick shadow was like a continuous mountain range, crashing down with shocking power.

At this moment, Song Mingting once again had a terrifying sword intent.The next moment, he took a sharp breath, and then threw out the snow-colored long sword in his hand.

The next moment, the snow-colored sword light began to soar, and it soared to a hundred feet long in an instant. What kind of sword light is this!It's as if a scroll was captured in winter, and the scroll unfolded horizontally. In the painting, thousands of mountains are covered with snow, and the space between the sky and the earth is pure white, with only sporadic black ink showing through.

The sword light collided with the stick shadow, and both of them collapsed. Under the huge impact force, the wide river surface was almost cut off.

At this time, Lu Chengzong had already chased after him again. He glanced at the snow-white sword light, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: that is the Daxue Sword, a top-level Taoist weapon.When he was chasing Song Mingting before, he had experienced its power countless times.

At this time, the Daxue sword burst out with astonishing light again, and blatantly rushed towards Lu Chengzong.The surface of the river froze quickly, and heavy snow began to float in the sky.

Lu Chengzong said to Fuyue Shen on the side: "Fuyue, help me protect the law."

"Yes." God Fuyue answered, his voice was like that of Huang Zhong Dalu.

Lu Chengzong stopped talking, touched his waist, and there was a small and exquisite red copper pot in his hand.This red copper pot is only the size of a palm, and it looks like a lifelike bird. The beak of the bird corresponds to the spout of the pot. The copper pot is forged so finely that every feather is visible.

This is the Fire Bird Pot, which is the highest quality magic weapon in his body. Although it is a little inferior to the Daxue Sword, it is also a high-grade Taoist weapon.

On the other side, the sword light of the Daxue sword split into countless lights in an instant. Thousands of sword lights together almost illuminated half of the night sky, and they all blasted towards Lu Chengzong.

Fu Yue's face was serious, his momentum sank, and then he swung forward suddenly with his stick, and in an instant, hundreds of shadows of the stick came out.

The sword light and stick shadows all over the sky collided together, creating an earth-shattering movement, which instantly caused a large area of ​​the river to disappear, and the trees on both sides of the bank were not spared. They were almost thrown away and fell in pieces in the violent air waves Down.

In such a fierce confrontation, Lu Chengzong remained motionless, he held the fire bird pot, held the formula in his hand, moved his lips and teeth, and quickly recited the formula.Soon the Firebird Pot grew rapidly and flew out at the same time.

The birds chirped, and one after another golden-red three-legged birds flew out of the spout, and rushed towards Song Mingting. In the blink of an eye, it became overwhelming.The fiery red light immediately illuminated both sides of the river bank, and under the scorching high temperature, the river water below began to evaporate rapidly.

The waves of flames were rolling in. Facing the overwhelming three-legged firebirds, Song Mingting remained calm and unmoved. He quickly made a few sword moves.The next moment, a terrifying coercion rose from the sword light.

In an instant, thousands of mountains and birds flew away, and thousands of people disappeared.

The pure white snow scene suddenly fell on the river surface, covering Lu Chengzong, Fuyue God and the overwhelming three-legged firebirds, and the river surface with a radius of more than ten miles also began to freeze rapidly.

Suddenly shrouded in this snowy scene, Lu Chengzong's face changed suddenly - this is the Taoism attached to the Daxue Sword, and it is also the strongest attack of the Daxue Sword.

"Aren't you going to kill yourself? How dare you activate the power of heaven on the Daxue Sword at this time?"

Song Mingting remained silent, and after the scene of heavy snow came, he waved his hand and drew the Snow Sword back, and then spurred the sword light under his feet, and shot forward.Seeing this, Lu Chengzong stopped talking nonsense, and his eyes became indifferent in an instant - the things that belonged to humanity faded in an instant, replaced by boundless indifference overlooking all living beings.

"All dharmas return to one, and the Supreme Being forgets feelings!" A motto spit out from Lu Chengzong's mouth, and along with this motto, a coercion over all living beings suddenly rose.In an instant, the aura on Lu Chengzong's body became several times stronger.Then he stretched out his hand to touch the Firefinch Pot expressionlessly. The next moment, the Firefinch Pot suddenly burst into light, and a bright flame appeared in the snow field, turning into a huge Firefinch, enveloping Lu Chengzong inside. —thousands of firefinch.

When Lu Chengzong tried his best to break through the obstacles of Daxue's kendo method.On the other side, Song Mingting, who was speeding, stopped suddenly, and immediately after that, an astonishing murderous aura erupted from his body. He stared at the woods on the bank, his cold eyes almost pierced through the cover on his forehead. The wet emission comes out.The next moment, he struck out a few sword tactics like lightning, and without warning, he violently launched into trouble.

The dew blue sword light shot towards the forest on the river bank like lightning.The sword energy burst out, and the sword light split into hundreds of thousands of lights in an instant. With a thick dew, it blasted towards the forest with an earth-shattering momentum. Wherever it passed, the air was instantly frosted.

This is the Hanlu Sword, which belongs to the same set of flying swords as the Daxue Sword, and is also a top-level Dao weapon!

At this time, a soaring blue light suddenly lit up in the woods on the bank, and the blue light bloomed like a lotus.The next moment, the woods exploded violently, thousands of water-white sword lights rushed out of the woods, and rushed to the river in the blink of an eye, thousands of sword lights collided together, and in an instant, the sword lights ran wildly, and the sword energy radiated everywhere. The two waves of sword light were like two torrents, after colliding, they wiped away the forest on the shore.

A cold snort came from the bank of the river, and a middle-aged Taoist stepped forward with his sword: "I didn't expect you, a little beast, to have such a keen spiritual sense under such circumstances. stiff!"

This Taoist is about 40 years old, with a gloomy appearance and cold eyes, and there are strands of rain-like dark blue flames all over his body.A pair of long and narrow eyes fixedly stared at the young man in ragged robes who vomited blood and flew back. There was a killing intent in his eyes, cold as a snake.

This person is Fuyu Daoist, the Supreme Elder of Shechao Jiange!

Song Mingting looked at the real Fu Yu who came with the sword, and his eyes also burst out with killing intent.

Fuyu Daoist wears a sea-blue swordsman uniform, with dark blue wave pattern embroidered on the outer robe, and two swords on his back, one of the scabbards is blue and black, the black background is engraved with the image of a flying dragon breaking the waves. Wen, this sword has been unsheathed, it is the one under the Taoist's feet.The other scabbard is blue and white, with sky blue as the base, and white clouds engraved on it in the shape of flying fluff. This sword is still in the scabbard.

In the sky, the two sword lights faced each other far away. The road on the river was as cold as dew, like the condensation of cold dew. Above the river.And the sword light on the river bank was as blue as the sea, like a pool of blue water, and light rain was falling around the sword light.

On the river bank, there are two completely different weathers.

Chapter 2

The next moment, Song Mingting suddenly moved.The Cold Dew Sword suddenly erupted with a terrifying coercion. Immediately afterwards, a dewy blue world spread out in all directions with the sword light as the center, and in the blink of an eye, real Fuyu was enveloped in it.

"How courageous!" Reverend Fu Yu yelled, startled and angry.Frightened and angry, he quickly launched the sword art.The next moment, the azure flying sword on his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and the azure sword's light surged to a hundred feet long like a long wind piercing through the air in an instant.Immediately afterwards, the sword light split into ten thousand paths, blocking the scene of cold dew outside.

"Little beast, today I will let you die without a place to bury you!" Daoist Fu Yu said fiercely.The next moment, I saw the azure sword light that had split into ten thousand paths suddenly gather, and instantly turned into a thousand-foot-long azure dragon.

The sword energy soared to the sky, and the terrifying momentum almost reached the sky.Then, a layer of dark blue light appeared on the body of the azure dragon, as if covering the dragon with a layer of dark blue scales.The dragon swung its tail, and there was a loud roar in the night sky.Amidst the terrifying whistling sound, the azure dragon soared straight up, piercing through the cold dew that shrouded the river and sky in one fell swoop.

The giant dragon pierced through the sky, and the blue sky and earth summoned by Hanlu Sword shook violently for a few times before collapsing.

The scene of cold dew was broken, and Song Mingting, who was already seriously injured, spat out a big mouthful of blood again.At this moment, his aura suddenly weakened to the extreme.Master Fu Yu had a happy smile on his face, and was about to speak when Lu Chengzong chased after him.

"Senior Fu Yu." Lu Chengzong stopped not far away and said calmly.Master Fu Yu put away the ferocious look on his face, and nodded lightly: "Nephew Lu."

After saying hello, Lu Chengzong said first: "Senior Fuyu, although Song Beishui has committed a heinous crime, many of his crimes were framed by people with intentions. It remains to be confirmed which crimes are true and which are false. In the name of the teacher, Song Mingting will be escorted to my Taishangzong to be judged by the three families, and if the seniors are willing to attend the trial, they can also go."

Hearing this, Master Fuyu couldn't hold back his face any longer, and scolded: "This little beast deceived the master and exterminated the ancestors, hooked up with the devil, and even broke the ancient seal of the Beiman Ghost Realm for his own self-interest, causing the lives of the people to be burned. Such an evil beast , should be killed on the spot, and still have a trial? Judgment for what!"

Lu Chengzong couldn't help frowning.At this moment, another strange voice suddenly appeared from the side.

"Ha, people in the righteous way are indeed hypocrites! Old Daoist Fuyu, you obviously want to seize the "Guizang Sword Scripture" of Guizang Jiange, but you want to talk about the righteousness of the world, it is so hypocritical! Old man, you shoot Chao Chao Jiange Isn’t it too shameless for those who do this? Just talk about the “Guizang Sword Classic” that covets Guizang Jiange, why do you need to cover it up?”

Following the words, a young man riding a golden cicada rushed through the air.

The young man has dark brown skin, handsome and healthy features, a blood scorpion pattern tattooed on his right face, and a wicked smile on his mouth.The young man was wearing a colorful barbarian costume, with a huge blood-colored gourd on his back, and a huge and ferocious golden cicada under his feet, which was wild and evil. The golden cicada under his feet was also quite mysterious, with six wings and six The wings are two feet wide, and the whole body is shining with gold, which is particularly eye-catching in the night.

"Tong Jiuyi!" Daoist Fu Yu said in a deep voice.

This person is a genius disciple of Gu God Sect.

"What? Am I wrong?" Tong Jiuyi smiled.

Master Fu Yu let out a cold snort, not talking nonsense, and directly raised his voice.I saw the azure blue sword light hovering beside him flashed brilliantly in an instant, splitting into hundreds of rays again.Thousands of sword lights are like thousands of blue meteors, blasting towards Tong Jiuyi with overwhelming force.

"Have you become angry from embarrassment?" Tong Jiuyi laughed loudly.Then he quickly pinched the formula, and the next moment, the huge gourd behind him suddenly opened, and thousands of blood jade-colored scorpions rushed out. In an instant, the blood scorpions had become overwhelming, like locusts. Facing the falling sword light.

Suddenly there was a huge roar in the sky, and the densely packed blood scorpions collided with thousands of sword lights with their flesh and blood, but they were not pierced by the sword lights, but easily blocked the bombardment of the sword lights.

After laughing, Tong Jiuyi quickly changed his face, and said in an extremely sinister tone: "Want me to die? Who do you think you are? Old bastard!"

At this time, Fu Yu's heart was inexplicably cold.He realized something, turned around like lightning, called the bluish-white sword light to his side, and stood in front of him.

With a loud metal sound of "Boom", a ray of golden light collided with the sword light, smashing the bluish-white sword light into pieces. Daoist Fu Yu took a few steps back and looked at the golden light that had retreated suddenly, with an expression on his face. A trace of cold sweat dripped down.

"Golden Scale Heavenly Dragon!"

That ray of golden light is a one-inch-long worm, shaped like a dragon, with horns on its head, and its whole body is golden, as if it was made of gold.But this is actually a kind of Gu insect, and it is an extremely powerful Gu insect. It ranks fourth among the many famous Gu creatures of the Gu God Sect.

Soon, the Golden Scale Tianlong failed in one blow, and immediately launched a second attack.The golden glow flickered again in the night, like the golden firefly that flickered in the rainy night, it killed the real Fuyu in the blink of an eye.At this moment, a ray of purple light came in, blocking the golden scaled dragon.There was another loud bang of "boom", the purple light trembled and collapsed, and the Golden Scaled Heavenly Dragon flew out again.

Lu Chengzong pinched the sword formula expressionlessly, and the rosy purple flying sword expanded vigorously again, turning into a purple rosy sword light.

Tong Jiuyi snorted coldly, and then changed his face again, as if he was nervous, one moment he was ugly, and the next moment he showed an evil smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.He turned his head and said to Song Mingting with a smile: "Song Mingting, since these hypocrites of the righteous way say that you are connected with the devil, why don't you just show them? You can't be wronged in vain, right? You and I will join forces and kill these hypocrites of the righteous way. As long as your Hanshanding, how about it?"

Daoist Fu Yu's face changed slightly.

At this moment, an incomparably feminine voice suddenly interjected: "Song Mingting, why don't you join hands with this barbarian than join hands with me! I don't want anything else, but also the Han Shan Ding, how about it?"

The complexions of Tong Jiuyi and Fuyu Daoist changed at the same time.Immediately afterwards, Tong Jiuyi sneered suddenly: "Qin Yulang, you don't hide your head and show your tail here. Since you are here, why don't you come out quickly?"

Fuyu Daoist was more straightforward than him, launching an attack directly.The sword light that was hovering beside him shot out like a thunderbolt, and in an instant it soared to a length of hundreds of feet, piercing fiercely towards the river.

However, at this moment, Song Mingting, who had not moved for a long time, also moved.He soared into the sky like a ghost, and at the same time, without any warning, he urged Jian Guang to stab down suddenly. The huge recoil force made him faster, and he rushed to a height of hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.

Fuyu Zhenren and others didn't know why, so at this moment, the river below Song Mingting's original location suddenly swelled, and then a huge snake head broke through the water, spraying out a huge stream of poisonous water.

Above, the cyan-colored sword light split into hundreds of lights in an instant, and the sword lights intertwined to form a sword net, which covered the lower part, and the black-purple poisonous water collided with the sword lights, and in an instant, the sword net was also shattered. Corrosion seven seven eight eight.The poisonous water was blocked by the sword net, and it collapsed, and the scattered poisonous water fell into the river, instantly dyeing the river black and purple. floated up

The sneak attack failed, the giant snake opened its mouth again, and the snake spit out the letter and stretched it out of its mouth.

A beautiful woman stood on the snake letter. She had slender willow eyebrows, deep purple lips, snow-white complexion, and a feminine face, resembling a woman.Wearing a colorful dress embroidered with poisonous things like snakes and scorpions, it is beautiful and weird.

The young man in colorful clothes folded his arms around his chest, and his feet seemed to be hanging on the tip of the giant snake's tongue.The giant snake under his feet was covered in black scales, and it was extremely huge. The snake's head alone was three feet long and wide, and the snake's body exposed on the river was as long as a dozen sheets. There are dark purple patterns on it, dark and bewitching.

This person is Qin Yulang, a genius disciple of the Poison King Sect! .The giant black-scaled snake under his feet is called "Black Water Mysterious Python", and it is one of the most ferocious beasts and poisons in the world.

Qin Yulang didn't have the embarrassment of not being able to sneak attack at all. With one move, he summoned a transparent conch from the waters that had just been attacked by the real man covered in rain.

"Listen to the tide on the land!" Tong Jiuyi and real person Fu Yu let out a low cry together.

Qin Yulang didn't pay attention to the two of them, he looked at Song Mingting regretfully, sighed, and said, "It seems that you don't want to cooperate with me anymore, that's fine. Why don't we cooperate?" But he turned his gaze to Tong Jiuyi.

Tong Jiuyi was slightly stunned, and then smiled evilly: "Forget it, I will cooperate with you, a sissy who is neither male nor female, once. As for who the Hanshan Ding belongs to, it depends on one's own ability, how about it?"

A cold light flashed in Qin Yulang's eyes: "Yes."

At this time, Lu Chengzong, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, suddenly moved to block Song Mingting's body. He swung his sword forward and said to Tong Jiuyi and Qin Yulang expressionlessly: "If you want to kill him, go through it first." This is my level!"

The position of the enemy and ourselves is really changing rapidly.One second before, Tong Jiuyi and Qin Yulang were fighting for Song Mingting, but the next second they formed an alliance and wanted to kill Song Mingting.However, Lu Chengzong, who had vowed to capture Song Mingting back to the Supreme Emperor with an air of selflessness before, defended Song Mingting.

At this time, Fuyu Daoist said calmly: "Song Beishui is a traitor and murdered Yingye. You still want to save his life, Mr. Lu? You really don't know what to say! Today, I can't say that I will cooperate with the Demon Dao and kill this Let's talk about the righteous traitor!" After finishing speaking, Fei Jian pointed at Song Mingting from afar.

The situation changed again and again, and for a while, everyone present did not move.At this moment, a new change appeared in the situation, only the sound of an old Buddha's trumpet was heard in the distance, and following the old Buddha's chant, monks and monks came hand in hand.

On the left is a man with a long and thin body, a childlike face with white hair, and a pale face.Wearing a large dark blue Taoist robe, holding a pale pink jade ruler.The Taoist robe is embroidered with evergreen and other plants that symbolize longevity. The strong night wind makes the Taoist's wide Taoist robe rattle. It really looks like a fairy!

On the right is a monk, thin and thin, wearing a black gold monk robe and a dark blue cassock outside, holding a string of golden Bodhi beads like dragon pupils on his right, and the scar of the nine rings on his head.There is a round of cyan Buddha's light behind the head, and the Buddha's light is soft.

"Master Chunhui! Zen Master Jieshan!" The expressions of Tong Jiuyi and Qin Yulang changed drastically, with deep fear showing on their faces.

Lu Chengzong bowed to the two of them, and even the real Fuyu, who had always regarded himself as a senior and posed as an elder, lowered his body and saluted the two of them.Master Chunhui and Zen Master Jieshan nodded in return, looked around, and finally stopped on Song Mingting.

Master Chunhui let out a sigh: "Song Mingting, you have linked up with the evil way, slaughtered people in my righteous way, and even unsealed the seal of Mangshan Ghost Realm, causing people to die. This crime cannot be pardoned. The one who came here is to capture you, so let’s capture you with nothing.”

Song Mingting remained silent, and in the distance, more sword lights and escape lights flew towards him.

At this moment, the Backwater Sword suddenly burst into an extremely dazzling light.The cyan-colored brilliance soared to the sky, and an incomparably terrifying coercion suddenly rose from the backwater sword. The coercion suddenly came, condensing an extremely depressing aura. The terrible coercion made the five masters present couldn't help but change their colors.

Zen Master Jieshan whispered to himself: "Back to the water sword, back to the water, back to the water to fight! Not good, he will explode the flying sword!" At the end of the conversation, he suddenly changed his mind.The others were stunned for a moment, then they quickly reacted, and while their faces changed wildly, they drew back and flew back.But at this moment, Song Mingting had already activated the Backwater Sword and rushed towards the real Fuyu.