Zi Ying's work Shu Mountain Five Platforms Sect Master Shu Mountain Five Platforms Sect Master Volume 1 088 Ling Hun · Strange Flower

  Yue Qing took Tao Jun out of the Yinmo Institute, just about to follow the road out of the valley, when he suddenly felt that someone was sneaking past not far ahead. He was slightly startled and felt that the other party's hiding technique was truly extraordinary. Because he had cultivated the Tongxuan True Classic, and his main yuan god merged with the void, he only had a slight sense of it. As for the affairs of Qingluo Gorge, he knew everything inside and out, but there wasn't such an expert. It must be that Emei Sect had invited someone to help. After thinking about it briefly, he took Tao Jun and followed them.

  That person walked very quickly and soon arrived at the Wanmo Temple, sealing off the temple people. He came to the back of the Wanmo God statue, recited a spell, opened the stone gate with a shout, and entered the underground palace.

  Yue Qing followed closely, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, a palm suddenly flew towards her face. Yue Qing jerked her head back, and five glowing rings appeared in front of her, wrapping around her opponent. The opponent exclaimed, "Huh?" and was lightly pushed three zhang away. In the air, a tattered and shabby beggar with a mischievous grin gradually materialized: "Yue Qinbin? I didn't expect you to have such skills, able to see through my stealth technique."

  Yu Qing already knew who the visitor was: "Is it true that you, Ling Zhenren, have come for the Tian Shu of Guang Chengzi?"

  Ling Hun nodded: "My divination shows that the Heavenly Book has already been seized by someone who got there first, is it you?"

  Yue Qing smiled and said: "I have seen the Heavenly Book, but it has already been passed on to someone else by me?"

  Ling Hun's face sank: "Who did you give it to? Without the annotations in my hand, the tadpole script is useless, and no one can decipher it. And that Jiu Tian Yuan Yang Chi, without the nine-character mantra recorded on the top volume, you can't use it either."

  Yue Qing said: "The Heavenly Book was given to whom, this can't be told to you. However, that tadpole script, coincidentally the Heavenly Book of my Wu Tai Sect is written in tadpole script, so it didn't take much effort for me to read it. As for the Jiu Tian Yuan Yang Chi, if I don't need it then I won't use it, and I'm not lacking that one treasure either. But you, Ling Zhen Ren." Yue Qing looked him up and down, "Your nickname is called Poor God, truly a poor devil among ancestors, from head to toe there's nothing that can be taken out, even this flesh body was begged from elsewhere."

  Ling Hun reverted to his usual carefree smile: "Since you've already taken the Heavenly Book, then forget it." He strolled out, "Beggars are originally poor, otherwise who would want to be a beggar?" As he spoke, he walked to the entrance of the underground tunnel, stepped up onto the stairs, and turned his head to glance at Yue Qing once more. "I heard that you recently reopened your master's Heavenly Furnace, refining many treasures. One day, this beggar will also go to your doorstep to sing a few verses of 'Lotus Flowers Falling', and eat at the wealthy household!"

  Yue Qing smiled and said, "Ling Zhenren is willing to come to my door to beg for food, it's truly a rare honor! Being able to hear Ling Zhenren sing a authentic celestial lotus song would be worth rewarding with a mountain of gold."

  Ling Hun floated away, and Yue Qing followed closely behind. He was certain that Ling Hun was the helper invited by Emei Sect. With him and his old partner Cui Wugou taking action, plus the three great masters Miao Yifuren, Tulong Shitai, and Canxia Dashi, Qingluo Palace would not be able to gain an advantage today. Therefore, he took Tao Jun with him and rushed forward, directly charging into the demonic array at the valley entrance. Many blood shadows came pouncing and colliding, but were captured by his Xuan Guang Chi's five light circles, dispersing into streams of bloody energy. The Pure Yang Heaven Scripture broke through the thousand-layered demonic flames, rushing straight to the front of the Bixie Shenbi.

  Baiyun Dashi, Yuanjue Chan Shi, Li Yuanhua, and Zui Dao Ren were all trapped in the golden light, barely holding on. The demonic spirit's treasure, which had transformed into a mountain-like golden light, was being refined by the devilish flames, leaving only a thin layer of about one foot thick. Surrounding them were Pu Miaomiao, Li Yuyue, Liu Ruhua, Tong Yaofeng, Zhao Jinniang and many other demonic women from the Yinmoguan, launching a fierce attack together with the four elders of the Emei Sect, their swords clashing wildly as thunder and fire exploded everywhere.

  The divine talisman above, Mo Yi Furen descended to respond, wielding a red and purple sword light in her hand, accompanied by the sound of thunder, cutting down over a dozen members of the Yin Demon Institute and the Divine Demon Institute. Almost no one could withstand her attack as she charged downwards, with the Nine Prohibitions Immortal Banner left behind by Zhang Bao San hanging above her head, shooting out countless golden lights to protect her. Fei Long Shī Tāi and Guī Lǎo Dān Wǔ joined forces to fight against her, causing chaos in the heavens and on earth.

  Yu Qing's hands merged into one, and suddenly a billion rays of light burst forth, illuminating the entire valley. Countless heavenly needles converged into a torrent that continuously struck the Demon-Repelling Divine Emblem. The emblem was already at its limit, and under the impact of the divine needles, it immediately shattered in three places, scattering into a sea of flying lights.

  Tao Jun followed Yue Qing's orders, relying on the divine symbol to protect himself, and quickly snuck in. The Drunken Way cultivators were busy defending against the swarming demonic blood demons, and he took advantage of the opportunity to snatch back his sword sheath.

  The scabbard was slung at the waist of the drunken Taoist, who snatched it down with one hand. The cloth strap broke, and the drunken Taoist was startled, thinking that the demon head had approached him. He hastily recalled his flying sword to slash wildly behind him. A five-colored light circle flew from behind Tao Juan, absorbing his flying sword. The drunken Taoist was shocked, and just as he looked into the distance, he felt a "slap" on his face, which was slapped by Tao Juan.

  The drunken Taoist let out a loud cry, hastily biting the tip of his tongue and spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. The gourd on his back was still wildly shooting flames into the sky, but this time he guided them over, adding his own vital energy to fuel the fire, just like pouring oil on a flame. A massive cloud of fire suddenly burst forth from the fake mountain, blazing forward in a frenzy.

  Tao Jun saw the fierce flames rolling in, and just as he was about to flee in a flurry, he discovered that his master had released five circular shields to protect himself. The fire would be immediately extinguished into wisps of smoke whenever it approached, so Tao Jun plucked up his courage, jumped into the fire, and punched straight at Drunken Daoist's nose.

  The Drunken Swordmaster couldn't see where the enemy was before and got slapped, but this time flames filled the front, except for one spot without fire. It seemed like a whirlpool that whenever the flames burned past, they immediately dispersed. He guessed that the enemy must be there, so he shouted angrily and released his flying sword, which shot out a long, thin beam of light. Just as it was about to strike the enemy with a single slash, it got caught in the light circle. This time, the five-colored light circle wrapped around the sword and suddenly contracted tightly, making a cracking sound. The flying sword he had nurtured for nearly a hundred years snapped into two pieces!

  The Drunken Daoist hadn't even had time to feel sorry for his treasured sword when he was hit again, this time on the nose. A soft cracking sound could be heard as his nasal bone was directly smashed in. Tao Jun's body contained a strand of mixed yuan true energy infused by Yue Qing, which was incredibly powerful. This was also due to the Drunken Daoist's strong dao foundation, causing the true energy within him to automatically protect his body; otherwise, his entire skull would have been directly blasted apart!

  The Drunken Daoist had lost his flying sword and was wounded, his brain reeling, and for a moment he almost fainted. Fortunately, Miao Yi's wife had already driven off Fei Long Shi Tai and Gui Lao Dan Wu, and seeing the urgency of the situation, she put down the Mandarin Duck Thunder Sword, which, although blocked by the Xuan Guang Chi Cai Quan, still crackled with thunder, rumbling ceaselessly. Tao Jun had already drawn out the Tian Geng Sword, wanting to give the Drunken Daoist a finishing blow, when suddenly he heard his master's voice in his ear: "Quickly retreat!" He immediately abandoned the Drunken Daoist and ran back, hearing the sound of whirring behind him, but not daring to look back.

  Yue Qing used the five light circles of the Yuanguang ruler to block the Mandarin Duck Thunder Sword and the invisible sword energy that followed, responding to Tao Jun's retreat. He knew the danger of the Emei School's Taiqing Xuanmen's invisible sword energy transforming into an invisible immortal sword. In those years, the Taizhong Hunyuan ancestor was injured by this sword, fearing that Tao Jun would suffer a fatal blow if he got hit once. As soon as he ran to the front, he stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and with a sudden movement of his feet, he immediately transformed into a colorful light, breaking through the magic array, shooting straight up into the sky, with a length of over 100 meters, reaching an altitude of nine heavens in an instant, and arriving at a distance of thousands of miles away!

  Yue Qing brought Tao Jun back to Wutai Mountain, and everyone came to welcome him. Except for Liu Quan and Deng Ba Nian's group, Xu Fei Niang had already returned to the mountain. Everyone introduced their new disciples to each other. Liu Quan's disciple, Shang Feng Zi, was robust and strong, with a vigorous spirit. He looked like a foolish man in his late 20s, but he was actually only 16 years old. Due to being bullied by villagers, he had entered the mountain with his mother, living with wild beasts and birds for many years, with a pure and innocent heart. Shang Feng Zi respected Liu Quan as if he were a god, and everyone liked his simplicity. They gave him several small, exquisite treasures.

  Ling Qi, the young man brought back by Xu Fei Niang, was a handsome youth in white clothes, no less than Yang Li. Due to the unwritten rules of the Wu Tai Sect, Xu Fei Niang could not accept male disciples, so Ling Qi joined under Yue Qing's door. Ling Qi's father, Ling Wei Tu, was a good friend and old acquaintance of Xu Fei Niang, also known for his alchemy on Trap Empty Island. Xu Fei Niang often went to find Ling Wei Tu to exchange ideas and discuss the art of alchemy, so Ling Qi was also very familiar with her. When he saw Yue Qing, he didn't feel shy, but instead showed courtesy and respect. Yue Qing placed him after Yang Li and before Tao Jun, making him his second disciple.

  Situ Ping reluctantly said: "Ling Qi Shixiong is older than me and has been cultivating for more years, it's fine if he's my senior. But Tao Jun just entered the sect and his magical powers are not as good as mine, why does he also have to be in front of me?"

  Yue Qing smiled and said, "Who made you my disciple since childhood, just like my own child? If we count from when we first entered the sect, you would be the senior brother. He pointed to Situ Ping's forehead with his hand and said, "In the future, if I take on another disciple, unless they are younger than you, they will all be your senior brothers. You should just honestly be my junior brother!"

  Everyone burst out laughing, only Tao Jun secretly made up his mind to practice well the Taoist swordsmanship taught by his master, and he couldn't let people look down on him.