This sword directly split the body of the old Taoist Heavenly Remnant Ghost King into two halves.

Not only that, but the ghost qi in the sky above Weeping Willow Town was all split under this sword. The long-lost sunshine finally shone on Yu Zhenyi, warm. The power of a sword is terrifying.

The main thing is the true martial sword in Yu Zhenyi's hand, the prohibition above is lifted, and his power is finally exerted.

Caiyun was on the side, looking at the power of this sword, and his heart was terrified. Is this still the Yu Gongzi she knew? Didn't he say that he had just started cultivating sword qi, and with one sword, he actually cut open this ghost town.

How can it be?

also has this idea, and there is also the Heavenly Remnant.

At this time, he stayed in place, looking at Yu Zhenyi, and the phantom behind him. After being silent for a long time, Tianyan suddenly realized: "It turns out that after so many years, you actually gave up the Dao Law and became a sword cultivator. At such an age, it is really remarkable that he abandoned the path to cultivate the sword. ”

The monks of Wudang Mountain are generally Taoist cultivators, commonly known as qi practitioners.

Ghost cultivation is also a kind of qi practitioner, so while cultivating ghosts, the Tao does not need to be abandoned. But sword cultivation is different, if you want to cultivate a sword, the aura in your body must all be transformed into sword qi.

The Tao and the sword cannot be cultivated together.

As a cultivator of the Earth Covering Realm, Di Que must have made a lot of determination to abandon the Dao and cultivate the sword in the last period of time. Tian Remnant couldn't believe it, because it was like starting to practice again, how could it be?

Treading the waves and riding the wind, opening the river and peeping, turning the earth upside down.

One is harder than the other.

How could he become a sword cultivator in a short period of time, and it was still a very powerful sword cultivator.

Behind Yu Zhenyi, the figure of the old man stretched out his hand and gently patted Yu Zhenyi's shoulder, and then disappeared. Until he left, he didn't say a word to his former senior brother.

I don't know if it's disdainful or unwilling.

Tianzhu sat on the ground with a buttocks, and Yu Zhenyi's sword cut off the body of the ghost king he had cultivated for many years. After years of cultivation, it is ruined, and it comes and goes quickly. His dilapidated Taoist temple, in the sword qi, finally collapsed.

Yu Zhenyi turned his head and didn't see the old man's figure, but he could feel it.

He carried his sword and slowly walked to the Heavenly Remnant.

The heavens were crippled and his eyes were godless, not only was his cultivation completely lost, but his Dao heart was also destroyed. was thought that if he cultivated ghosts, he would be much stronger than his junior brother. In the end, but he can't stop someone's sword, what kind of frustration is this?

Yu Zhenyi slowly raised the True Martial Sword in his hand.

Tianquan took out an ancient book from his arms: "This is the Ghost King's "Soul Transformation Dafa", and I gave it to your little girl." ”

Yu Zhenyi glanced at Caiyun.

Caiyun walked over and took the book.

Tianyan turned his head, and suddenly found the corpses of those dead monks on the side, he seemed to think of something, and immediately sat up and sat cross-legged. Looking at Yu Zhenyi, he smiled and said, "Although in the battle of the Great Dao, I lost to your master." But I'm convinced I'm right, bald donkeys deserve to die, you can watch later. Come, surnamed Yu, take my good head. ”

Yu Zhenyi swung his sword down, and the head fell to the ground.

There wasn't much blood, and the old Taoist priest's body was extremely thin, and the blood in his body didn't know where it went.

After doing this, Yu Zhenyi fell to the ground, but he was not lightly injured. The sword just now drained the sword qi in his body cleanly, and he almost collapsed to death. After resting for a while, Yu Zhenyi slowly stood up with the support of Caiyun.

Collecting the bones of those high monks, Yu Zhen was thinking about how to bring them back.

Caiyun had a way, picked up the robe that Master Jueshan had just dropped, and gently rolled it, and all the bones were rolled in the robe. I really didn't expect that this robe is still a treasure.

Yu Zhenyi decided to find an opportunity to send this robe, as well as the Nine Zen beads, back to the Nine Zen Temple together.

At this moment, Jiuchan Temple is afraid that its vitality will be greatly damaged. Nine senior monks of the Juezi generation fell here, and there are eight personal disciples. I'm afraid that in Jiuchan Temple, there will only be that single seedling left in the future.

Caiyun had a good harvest this time, but she wasn't very happy.

Yu Zhenyi packed up his things and started moving forward. He looked at Caiyun and asked, "What's wrong, unhappy?"

Caiyun nodded and said, "I don't understand, the monks of the world all say that we lonely souls and wild ghosts are not good things, and we should be killed." But I don't quite understand, aren't these wild ghosts, resentful ghosts, and infernal ghosts all made by humans themselves?"

Yu Zhenyi didn't know how to answer, he felt that this matter was indeed the case.

Without that county order Li Tianliang, would there be an infernal ghost in Luofu Village?

Definitely not.

So killing so many people must be the reason for Li Tianliang, he deserves to die.

Caiyun asked again: "It's not that you are too aggrieved to die before death, how can the resentment be so great after death? Only those who do not turn a blind eye and have resentment in their hearts will stay. ”

Yu Zhenyi nodded: "That's true, don't think about it, our strength is limited, and we can manage a little bit." ”

Caiyun smiled slightly, followed Yu Zhenyi, and hit the road behind him.

Along the way, Yu Zhenyi was constantly sharpening the sword qi in his body, and his tears of pain fell out. Every day, every night. It seems that sword cultivation is not so easy to cultivate.

Compared with sword cultivation, the cultivation of physical cultivation is more painful.

Fortunately, the "Spirit Turtle Town Sea Decision" in Yu Zhenyi's body is still only in the initial stage, so there is no need to work too hard. Otherwise, it would really cost him his life if he cultivated both inside and outside. Fortunately, along the way, Yu Zhenyi looked at the sword qi full of the knots in his body, and his heart was full of relief.

If there is a fruit of labor, it is natural to be happy.

They came to the next place, which was a waterhole, and they heard from the people in the mountains that there were monsters in the waterhole. Yu Zhenyi didn't want to get into trouble anymore, so he decided to take a detour. Unexpectedly, halfway through, he was blocked by a family.

Stopping him was an elderly couple, who saw Yu Zhenyi's dress and knelt in front of him: "Immortal Master, save my daughter." ”

Yu Zhenyi was very helpless, what kind of immortal master was he.

Now I was bitten by a snake and was afraid of the well rope for ten years. The last time I was in Luofu Village, I met the Heavenly Remnant, a monk at the peak of the earth-covering realm. The ghost knows if there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in this pool, and he doesn't want to meddle anymore.

Caiyun is the same, pulling Yu Zhenyi to leave.

But the two walked out for a while, and then looked back at the miserable appearance of the old couple, and they couldn't bear it anymore and turned back. While walking back, Yu Zhenyi said to Caiyun: "Next time I am nosy, son, you will knock me out and resist leaving." ”

Caiyun pursed her lips and smiled.

The two of them came to this small mountain village, which did not even have a name, only the waterhole in the mountain. Yu Zhenyi listened to the old couple say that some time ago, they were in the village and saved a down-and-out man.

But unexpectedly, a few days later, the man recovered and abducted their daughter.

Within a radius of 100 miles, only the waterhole had a monster, presumably abducted by the monster.

A few days ago, a Taoist went into the mountain to subdue demons, but until now, he has not come out.

The old village chief on the side also told Yu Zhenyi the legend of this pool of water.

The Tan water on the top of the mountain, named Xima Tan, is a spring pool that does not dry up for a long time, and is cool in winter and summer. The entrance is narrow, and you need to dive into the hole. There are many passes, the cave passage is very long, there are caves and halls connected from time to time, the karst cave landscape is abundant, mysterious and unpredictable.

It is rumored that there is an unfathomable cave lake in the cave, and the stone wall next to the cave lake has an inscription by the ancients: "Those who are capable enter three more levels, and those who are incompetent end here." Outside the cave lake, there are also passes such as rice sieve pass, Lingqi pass, fan plug pass, and snot pass.

There are often people who pray for rain and sacrifice here.

There is a pool of clear spring on the top of the peak, surrounded by green trees, flowers are in full bloom, the spring is crystal and bright, this is the famous Xima Pond. There is a stone more than one person high on the side of the pond, which is said to have been made by a brave young man, Li Lisong.

A long, long time ago, the pool on the mountain did not have a name.

Once, there was a drought in the village, and there was no rain for three years, and all the mountain springs and streams dried up.

The water in the wells has receded several feet, the azaleas are not to be seen, the larks are not to be heard, the fields are scorched, the plague is epidemic, wild animals are infested, the beautiful peaks have lost their color, and people live in misery.

There was a young man in the village named Li Song, who had elderly parents at home.

After three years of drought, there was no harvest at home, so Li Song had to go to the mountains to hunt and survive. Later, my parents were seriously ill and asked a doctor to see him, but the doctor said that due to the drought and the epidemic of plague, there were many deaths and could not be treated. After a few days, the two old men died one after another.

Li Song was very sad, and with the help of everyone, he hastily buried his parents. He heard from the old man that there was a clear spring on the top of the mountain, so he decided to go up the mountain to find water. When the villagers heard about it, they were very happy and worried.

Li Song took a hoe, a bow and arrows, and surplus grain, said goodbye to everyone, and walked up the mountain. The long journey exhausted Li Song and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was dawn in the east, and he looked around, only to see that the grass and trees were scorched everywhere, and the stream was dry. Needless to say, the spring water didn't even drop in sight.

Suddenly, he saw a light drifting from the south, over the summit and onto the pool. Ah Gui was very strange and hurriedly walked over to take a look.

He looked around, and the vegetation around him was also scorched, except for a pine tree under a large cliff, with lush foliage.

Li Song thought: There is a water tree to live, and there must be water under this tree. So he picked up his hoe and dug down with all his might, until it was dark, and blood blistered on his hands, and his lips were cracked with blood, and his throat was as thirsty as fire, but there was no shadow of the water.

It was dark, and in order to beware of wild beasts, Li Song climbed a tree to sleep.

In the middle of the night, he was suddenly awakened by a dazzling light. When I looked down, I saw a group of Pegasi flying under the stone cliff with wings. The leader of the horse, covered in snow white and with large hooves and round waist, stretched out its legs and kicked the cliff three times, and the cliff opened like a gate.

It turned out that there was indeed a pool of clear spring under this stone cliff, and the heavenly horse went to the pond, drank water and bathed, and the water splashed everywhere, and only left when it was almost dawn, and the stone cliff closed again.

Li Song jumped off the tree, ran to the stone cliff, knocked three times with his hoe, and saw the stone door slowly open again. Agui was surprised and delighted, walked in to see, the water of the pool is crystal clear, there are many aquatic plants and wild flowers growing on the edge of the pool, and there is a stone tablet, engraved with three big characters: Xima Pond.

Li Song bent down and took a sip of water, which was cold to the bottom of his heart. He didn't have time to drink enough, and remembered that the villagers under the mountain were waiting for water, so he wielded a hoe and dug it up.

Suddenly, a puff of white smoke rose from the ground, and an old man with a silver beard and white hair appeared in front of Agui, and he said, "Young man, this water can't be dug up. This is the pool where Pegasus drinks and bathes, and I am the mountain god here. ”

Li Song told the mountain god about the bitterness of not raining for three years under the mountain, about the suffering of the people, about the death of his parents, and he couldn't help but cry bitterly.

Li Song's sincerity touched the mountain god, and the mountain god said, "Young man, if anyone lets the water of the pond go this day, whoever will turn it into a stone." You are so young, aren't you afraid of turning stones? Go down the mountain and tell everyone that you should send an old man, and you have already done a great job in finding water for everyone!"

Li Song listened, hesitated for a while, and said to the mountain god: "Old uncle, I have received your kindness, and I can save the people in the village." I can't drag it anymore, this water is going down a moment earlier, and I'd rather change a stone than drag it out any longer. ”

After speaking, Li Song dug up again. After a while, a ditch was dug up, and the clear spring water laughed and rushed down the ditch, and wherever the spring flowed, the trees were green again, the mountain flowers bloomed again, and the birds sang again.

Li Song was happy and wanted to run down, but he couldn't take a step, and when he looked down, his feet turned to stone. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't, and slowly, his body turned to stone.

Li Song knew that he would never be able to return to his village again, but when he thought that the villagers at the foot of the mountain had water and could live happily, he laughed happily, so happily, so comfortably.

The water from Ximatan flows down the mountain and into the fields, which are verdant. Everyone knew that it was Li Song who found the spring, so they went to the top of the mountain to find him, and they didn't see Li Song's shadow until they found the Xima Pond.

People shouted, shouted, but no one answered. Finally, someone found the stone that Li Song had changed, and everyone gathered around to take a look, and the more they looked at it, the more it looked, and the hoe was still stained with mud from digging a ditch.

After listening to this story, Yu Zhenyi was full of emotion.

Without Li Song, this village would have long since ceased to exist.

But why are there monsters?