After being hit hard by the divine light, Hong Shangwu screamed and punched the sky, scattering the billowing smoke and dust. Zhao Shu turned around and a piece of the rock at his feet was cut off.
Just as he was about to take action again, Hong Shangwu soared into the sky and fled towards the south. In the blink of an eye, he only saw a small black dot.
"It seems that compared to the teacher, I am still far behind." Zhao Shu said to himself as he watched the five-color brilliance dissipate from his fingertips.
"Shu Yu Wu Zang Pian" emphasizes condensing the five zang true qi, cleansing the muscles, bones and meridians. The foundation of the method is righteous and peaceful, and does not pursue the power of killing. It is most consistent with the praise officer welcoming the five qi from the five directions.
But Zhang Duanjing has another unique creation on top of this. He reverses the movement of the five qi, transforms the principles of all phenomena, condenses the five elements, and has the power to reverse the hundreds of qi and disintegrate the form.
The Five Elements Great Evil Divine Light is the most profound application of this method. Wherever the divine light passes, all gold and iron will be consumed. Even the body of a semi-immortal cannot withstand it and will be severely damaged.
It's just that the same technique has very different effectiveness and power in the hands of different people. Zhang Duanjing's five-element powerful evil light, even the four immortals of Shangjing Sect didn't dare to take it directly. Zhao Shu couldn't kill Hong Shangwu with one blow.
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Zhao Shu looked at the direction in which Hong Shangwu was fleeing, jumped up, and the Jiutian Cloud Platform lifted up his body, and said to Qian Shaobai: "I hope fellow Taoist Qian can deal with the remaining bandits on his own, and I will go after Hong Shangwu."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Shui flew away in the clouds, and Qian Shaobai had no time to say anything more.
Looking at the crumbling rocks below, due to the martial arts fight between Zhao Shu and Hong Shang, the dozen or so casual cultivators and the village leaders were affected. They died and were injured, and many of them had no bones left. After this battle, Shi
Liang Twelve Village suffered heavy losses and was destined to fail.
Qian Shaobai had complicated thoughts. The dilemma that was originally very difficult for him was so easily overcome by Zhao Shu. He was both happy that the gangsterism was contained, and also felt deeply frustrated that he was weak.
Taking out a spell, burning it and casting it, Qian Shaobai watched the rising smoke. Guan Shiping, who was mobilizing troops in the distance, would arrive after receiving the news.
As for the disastrous defeat of Hong Shangwu and Bailong Village, Qian Shaobai still has to think about how to explain it. And if Zhao Shu appears again, I really don't know what kind of chaos it will cause.
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Hong Shangwu's true energy surged out uncontrollably, burning most of his clothes, like a bolide shooting straight into the sky.
"Xu Huaiyu, you and I will never share this hatred!" Hong Shangwu gritted his teeth. He did not expect that he could not defeat the enemy even with the six dragons returning to the sun at the bottom of the box.
I remember back then, I saved a disciple of Chongxu Mountain who was seriously injured and could not recover. I knew that my time was short and did not want the inheritance of Chongxu Mountain to be cut off, so I gave Hong Shangwu some guidance on how to start practicing.
Later, when the disciple of Chongxu Mountain was dissolved, Hong Shangwu still practiced hard for many years, weathering the wind and frost, walking on thorns, and suffered countless hardships. Moreover, the casual cultivators in the world had no one to rely on, so in order to obtain the panacea, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures that would help their cultivation,
After using all kinds of means, there were not just one or two people he designed to murder.
After finally achieving such an achievement today, how could Hong Shangwu die here? It is a pity that the foundation of Bailong Village that he has worked hard to accumulate will be completely lost after this defeat.
Hong Shangwu couldn't bear this result. He made up his mind that after the injury recovered, he must cut Xu Huaiyu into eight pieces to relieve the great hatred in his heart.
Just as Hong Shangwu was fleeing, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura rising from the forest in front of him, and then heard a voice in his ears: "The mountains and rivers of Bailong Village were shaking, what happened?"
Hong Shangwu hurriedly landed and knelt down to a white-haired old man and bowed down on one knee: "My benefactor! I have a great responsibility, but I lost to that Xu Huaiyu, and Bailong Village was also captured by him!"
The white-haired old man stood leaning on his staff and frowned: "Didn't I say before that I would handle this matter?"
Hong Shangwu responded: "The disciple originally tried to make good friends with Xu Huaiyu and try to appease him. But unexpectedly, he went further and started to expel the disciple and everyone in the stronghold down the mountain. He made no secret of his provocation, and finally even took the initiative to take over the stronghold.
"
The white-haired old man twirled his beard and said, "How could this man have such a level of cultivation? Did you even lose to him?"
Hong Shangwu didn't want to admit defeat, so he had to exaggerate as much as possible: "My benefactor didn't know. Xu Huaiyu has many magic weapons and endless methods. He is also very good at fighting. I have tried many tricks without success. I suspect that he is not that kind."
The hermits!"
The white-haired old man looked thoughtfully at the northern sky. Then Hong Shangwu also sensed a mighty fresh air approaching. He stood up and turned around, and saw a group of cirrus clouds speeding towards him. There was a person on the cloud with a fairy-like wind. It was exactly
Zhao Shu.
"Xu Huaiyu! You actually dare to chase after me?!" Hong Shangwu was shocked at first, and then he was extremely happy. He said to the white-haired old man beside him: "My benefactor, he is Xu Huaiyu! Please use your magical method to kill this man!"
The white-haired old man was full of energy, but he said nothing. Zhao Shu, who was standing on the clouds, was equally surprised when he saw the white-haired old man.
"Uncle Zhao? Is it really you?!" Zhao Shu couldn't believe it.
Zhao Shu was very familiar with this white-haired old man. There was an underground library in the Huaiying Pavilion. His grandfather Zhao Wei handed over the ritual classics of Zan Liguan to the Huaiying Pavilion for collection, and most of them were stored in the underground library.
Not all members of the Huaiying Hall can enter this library, but Zhao Shu happens to be one of them. The white-haired old man known as Zhaobo is responsible for guarding the library and taking care of the classics.
"Zhao, Zhaobo?" Hong Shangwu's cheek twitched and he looked at the white-haired old man: "Does my benefactor know Xu Huaiyu?"
"Of course." Zhaobo looked at Hong Shangwu expressionlessly: "I put that coffin into the cave with my own hands."
"You! You-" Hong Shangwu's mind suddenly became confused and he roared at Zhaobo: "Are you kidding me?!"
"It's not a joke." Zhaobo said calmly: "When I saved your life, I just did it casually. Later I found that you are a self-motivated person, so you deliberately cultivated you. You may be of great use in the future."
Hong Shangwu looked ferocious: "It turns out that I am working hard, but I am just making wedding clothes for others! You are really insidious!"
Zhao Shu didn't understand in mid-air. Zhaobo used to guard the library at Huaiying Hall and rarely showed up. Even he didn't know the level of his cultivation. He only vaguely knew that he and his teacher Zhang Duanjing had known each other for a long time.
Now it seems that it was Zhaobo who took him to Longtan Cave to be resettled, and Hong Shangwu seemed to have been instructed by Zhaobo.
"If you are determined to change your ways, you will have great achievements in the future, but if you are still full of thieves and bandits, you may not be able to last long." Zhaobo looked at Zhao Shu in the sky: "I left this foundation of Bailong Village to you. Maybe you can use it in the future.
superior."
Zhao Shu shook his head slightly: "I disdain to associate with thieves."
Zhaobo smiled and said: "Chiyundu is now very powerful in Huaxu Kingdom. He was also a bandit in the past."
"It's different." Zhao Shu found that he didn't know much about Zhaobo in the past, and he wasn't sure whether his actions were arranged by his master.
And Hong Shangwu watched the two of them talking to themselves, feeling mixed with hatred and anger in his heart. He couldn't imagine that he had been teased for so long. I'm afraid that even the talk of Jiaolongdong Mansion was used as a bait to deceive him. From beginning to end, he
This move is probably to allow this "Xu Huaiyu" to get out of immigration smoothly.
Hong Shangwu couldn't bear it any longer, he shouted loudly, his energy and magic power broke through the limit, burning his life force, forcibly raising his foundation, and violently attacked Zhaobo.
However, the moment Hong Shangwu moved, Qi within tens of feet of Zhao Bo stagnated, and Hong Shangwu seemed to be stuck in the mud. The deep Qi restrictions were like countless chains, tightly binding Hong Shangwu's torso and limbs.
Unwilling to admit defeat, Hong Shangwu changed his internal organs and transformed into the shape of six dragons. He broke out of his body and tore a gap in the forbidden boundary of Qi.
When the six dragons returned to the sun, the mountains moved and the earth moved away. The boiling blood rushed out and burned the surrounding earth, stone, vegetation, and the mighty force was about to engulf Zhaobo.
"Be careful!" Zhao Shu in the sky exclaimed and immediately launched the Jiutian Yuntai to rescue.
"If you are determined to act recklessly, you will be a thief, and the six dragons will be trapped and unable to fly."
On the ground, Uncle Zhao was very calm, reciting poems, leaning on his staff and standing on the ground. The huge energy condensed into a barrier and stood up instantly, like an eternal wall, blocking all the power of the six dragons returning to the sun.
With a sudden blow, the trees within a radius of more than a hundred feet were destroyed, and the earth and rocks flew away. The earth was like a soft paste. Someone scooped a piece of it away with a spoon, revealing a large shallow pit. The air wave impacted and spread in all directions, raising smoke and dust all over the sky.
Zhao Shu was secretly shocked when he saw this scene. Hong Shangwu's desperate blow could have such power. It was not easy for him to do it.
But what surprised him even more was that Zhao Bo, who had withstood most of the power at close range, was still standing, without any damage on his body. His snow-white beard and hair were gently fluttering, and only the long staff in his hand showed the bronze color and the ancient calligraphy on the surface.
Obviously it is not an ordinary magic weapon.
"Your unwillingness to admit defeat is your strength." Uncle Zhao touched the ground with his stick, blowing away the smoke and dust around him. He looked at Hong Shangwu who was covered in blood and fell to the ground in the distance, and said: "Unfortunately, this is also your shortcoming.
.In order to have clear thoughts, it is foolish to have to fight to make life and death clear."
Hong Shangwu, who used all his strength to launch the final blow, was as angry as a thread at the moment, and his whole body was scorched black. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment, and he stared at Zhao Mian and Zhao Bo, as if he was about to spit out fire.
Zhaobo stepped forward without saying anything. The long bronze staff touched Hong Shangwu's eyebrows, and a fierce force came out, directly smashing his head, leaving no trace of life.
Zhao Shu didn't expect Zhaobo to be so ruthless. He fell to the ground and cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Zhao, long time no see."
"What? You think I'm strange? That's right, I've never made a move in front of juniors like you before." Zhaobo swept away with his staff, and Hong Shangwu's body burst into flames.
"I have many doubts, and I am about to ask Uncle Zhao for advice." Zhao Shu said.
Zhaobo smiled and said: "This is also expected, just ask."
"Back then... what happened after I passed out in Difei Mountain? Why did I appear here?" Zhao Shu asked.
"Originally, according to your teacher's idea, if he failed to kill the immortal, he would use a soul-sealing iron coffin to take your mother away for follow-up planning." Zhaobo said: "It's just a pity that the experts from all sides in the Difei Mountain battle
If you intervene, the situation will be chaotic and your mother will not be able to save her life."
Zhao Miao was puzzled: "If you can't escape from Zhu Xian, why do you have to use this soul-sealing iron coffin?"
"It seems that he really didn't tell you anything, senior brother." Zhaobo smiled bitterly and shook his head, waving for Zhao Shu to follow him to the northeast. He also said by the way: "It is no accident that your mother participated in this matter. She was seriously injured in her early years. Xiu
For the sake of complete waste, you should be aware of this, right?"
Zhao Shu nodded: "Xuanpu Hall was once attacked by evil spirits. My mother was probably injured at that time, and was later rescued by my father."
Zhaobo shook his head and said with a smile: "No, in fact your mother died in Lingtai Ruins at that time. But Canghua Tianjun intervened midway and made her soul return and regain her life."
"Canghua Tianjun? It's him again." Zhao Shu immediately asked: "The Immortal family will not interfere in the world without reason, let alone the great magic power of resurrecting the soul."
"Yes." Zhaobo said: "As far as I know, a ray of your mother's soul fell into Canghua Tianjun's Qingyao Immortal Book, and his life and death are firmly controlled by him."
Zhao Shu sighed softly: "I probably guessed Canghua Tianjun's intention. It's probably not an accident that my father rescued my mother. Canghua Tianjun wanted to take the opportunity to control the inheritance of the Xuanwu Zhao family's praise officer.
He appeared at the last moment and was able to usurp Liang Tao's Shinto position. In addition, Yingzhou Island was the hub of Huaxu Kingdom's hundred qi. It was obvious that he had been well prepared. This plan was at least a hundred years old.
But I remember my grandfather said that my father Zhao Ziliang had no intention of practicing religious rituals, and he died young. In the end, it was me who inherited the family tradition. Logically speaking, the person Canghua Tianjun should control the most should be me... I understand.
, the teacher’s soul and life are also based on that Qingyao Immortal Book?”
"It's amazing that you can clarify the old secrets so quickly." Zhaobo sighed: "Similar to your mother, the senior brother can be regarded as a person who died once. Back then, Yunyanfeng was involved in the chaos at the end of Tianxia and assisted the court.
After wiping out the rebels, most of the disciples were lost, and the senior brother also died on the battlefield. Later he came back from the dead, and only after we reunited did I know that it was Canghua Tianjun who had secretly taken action."
Zhao Shu remembered that at Difei Mountain, Hongxueke also took action to prevent Liang Tao from ascending, and later pointed out in public that he had been favored by Canghua Tianjun. From this point of view, Canghua Tianjun was really making mistakes everywhere, and Liang Tao tried to break the situation, but failed
It was at a disadvantage from the beginning.
For some reason, Zhao Shu suddenly felt worthless for Liang Tao. If he had listened to his own advice and not sought the lord of this human Taoist country and the divine Tao, but only pursued the quiet immortal Tao, he might not have suffered any subsequent disasters.
"It turns out that the teacher forged the divine sword with the intention of killing immortals. He had to deal with not only Liang Tao, but also Canghua Tianjun." Zhao Shu looked sad.
"In my opinion, Canghua Tianjun brought it upon himself." Zhaobo said: "He uses the resurrection of the soul as a bond of kindness, and uses the recording of the soul as a coercion. He has long lost the fundamental purpose of the immortal family to live a peaceful and precious life.
The essence of the stars used by Senior Brother to forge the Divine Sword, guess where it came from?"
Zhao Shu's thoughts flickered and he suddenly understood: "Could it be Hongxueke?"
Zhaobo laughed: "Exactly! Hongxueke was taught by Canghua Tianjun a long time ago, and he made extraordinary progress in swordsmanship. But it was precisely because of this that Hongxueke was bound by the kindness and agreed to serve as Canghua Tianjun.