This sword was indeed strange. Zhuang Wudao estimated that even if the man did not die on the spot, he would probably not feel comfortable.
It is indeed a rare treasure that can be killed across levels, but it is a little bloody when the sword power is accumulated. But with such a killing weapon, no matter how reluctant Zhuang Wudao is, he still has to find enough sacrifices to use it.
Replenish the blood in the knife
"As for Chongyangzi, it only takes the sword master three years at most to be able to compete with him. In fact, you don't need to worry too much."
Yun'er said solemnly: "The Stinging Demon Sect is quite troublesome. In order to make the sword master relax, he is actually willing to throw out seven golden elixirs as abandoned sons. After this time, I'm afraid I will never despise you again, sword master
After the Lord's Day, you need to pay more attention to the two Yuanshen monks at all times. Fortunately, the teleportation ability of the puppet Dzi Bead has not been exposed yet."
Zhuang Wudao's heart sank slightly. The ambush he had experienced before had indeed made him relax.
It was precisely because of this unsuccessful attack that he ignored the possibility of the Assassin Demon Sect setting up an ambush in Yuecheng.
Perhaps when the Demon Thorn Sect laid out its plans, it did not expect that all seven Golden Pill monks would be destroyed by the sword. However, those monks who participated in the foundation building actually offered sacrifices to him, which were incomparable.
Possibility of escape.
This Demon Thorn Sect was really willing to spend money. The deposit that Qian Tian Sect gave to the Demon Slayer Sect was definitely more than three thousand and fourth level Yun Yuan. There must be another agreement. The price paid must also be beyond ordinary people's imagination.
At this moment, the only thing Zhuang Wudao can rely on is his puppet Dzi Bead. However, if this ability of teleportation is known to others, the Assassin Demon Sect may not have the ability to restrain it.
After all, the world is so big, and there are so many strange skills and methods emerging one after another. Even the living library and ordinary sword spirits cannot know them all.
"There is nothing the Assassin Demon Sect can do for the time being, but we can wait until later."
Zhuang Wudao gave a bitter smile and stroked the red mark on his forehead with his fingers: "Why didn't you mention that today I exposed all the evil power of the demonic element and the blood demon sword?"
If this matter spreads, the Lichen Sect will definitely be held accountable. The demon cultivator's identity is exposed, and he may be punished to go to the evil land of the extreme south to atone for his sins, or he may directly abandon his cultivation and be expelled from Lichen. He may even be killed for more serious crimes.
Those who do will be killed directly to serve as a warning to others.
"This is the least of my worries."
Yun'er looked like he didn't care: "Without any evidence, how can I prove it to you? If I can't grasp the evidence, no one can make irresponsible remarks on you. Even if there is, it's still unclear whether Sanfa Zhenren and the others will pay attention to it.
Said. The sword master's sharp edge will certainly make you stand out from the forest, but it also has the advantage of being sharp and sharp."
"Really?"
Zhuang Wudao pondered carefully, then calmed down slightly, but still shook his head: "But if the figure is recorded, it will be a trouble after all -"
But before he finished speaking, Yun'er chuckled disdainfully: "How can it be so easy to record figures and shadows? Although I couldn't help the sword master at that time, it was easy to solve these small troubles."
Before he finished speaking, the Qingyun Sword suddenly disappeared out of thin air in front of Zhuang Wudao's eyes, without a shadow or form. Then, a hint of sword energy flashed past, and a huge boulder with a radius of three feet in the distance was shattered.
Only then did Zhuang Wudao remember that an immortal weapon with a sword spirit like the Qingyun Sword was not an ordinary magical weapon. Once there was no one to control it, it would be completely dead.
Especially after the Qingyun Sword is restored to the thirty-sixth level of magic bans. The more magic bans in the sword, the more magical powers the sword spirit can possess.
It should have been that Qingyun Sword solved this problem for him before escaping with the Thunder Escape method. At that time, he was doing his best to deal with the assassination of three people, but he didn't even know about it.
"Is this an invisible sword?"
After asking this question, Zhuang Wudao said thoughtfully: "So, that person in the end was also your handiwork? When I left, I felt that the life of that person was already fading away."
Qingyun is proficient in countless swordsmanship, including invisible swords. According to Yun'er herself, she has mastered at least thirteen of the seventeen invisible swordsmanships in the world and is proficient in two of them. So Zhuang Wudao is not surprised, only suspicious.
It was Qingyun who finally dealt with that person.
After all, with the power of the Blood Demon Sword, if you want to kill a late-stage Jindan like this, it seems that you are not able to do so. At most, you can only severely injure him.
"How can Yun'er have such ability? Unless it is restored to the fifty-fourth level of legal prohibition, it will be almost the same."
Luo Qingyun laughed dumbly, and lightly tapped Zhuang Wudao's shoulder with her bare hands: "Where is the culprit? This crow is really good at picking things up. He snatched some of that person's belongings from under the Blood Demon's knife.
Yuanhun."
Zhuang Wudao was surprised and glanced at Mo Ling on his left shoulder. He thought that this was the case. This little guy was actually as elusive as the Qingyun Sword.
However, when he asked about this matter, he just asked casually, and he didn't really care much about it. It was gratifying that Mo Ling was able to kill the late-stage Jindan, but he also took advantage of the fact that the Blood Demon Sword had severely damaged him first.
It is still at the second level, so we can’t place high hopes on it yet.
But his heart was still extremely heavy. Zhuang Wudao looked at his hands and made a decision in his heart. Unless he completely refined the evil force of the demon breath in his body, he would never return to the sect.
Although Yun'er's words made sense, he couldn't be careless about it. He always felt in his heart that Chongyangzi and the Demon-Striking Sect would not give up just because their skills were limited to this.
Now that we have captured his flaw, there is no reason not to pursue him relentlessly.
However, after being comforted by Yun'er, he felt better for a long time. The grief and anger in his chest subsided slightly.
"Thank you very much. I'm lucky to have you here this time,"
The words were sincere, and Zhuang Wudao was really grateful at this moment. But over the years, he had to thank Sword Spirit more than just this time?
"As the master's servant, it is Yun'er's duty to do his best to help the sword master."
Luo Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly, and then she asked in a solemn voice: "After this assassination, you only need to be careful to hide your traces, and you will have no worries for the time being. Now, does the sword master plan to find a place to practice quietly for a while, or do he want to practice quietly for a while?
Continue north to the Langyan Mansion in Daxuan Mountain? If you want to find a place to hide, I think Broken Wind Sea is the best place."
Zhuang Wudao's best choice at this moment is to lurk for a while to solve the hidden dangers of the "Magic Thought Refining God". At this time, Zhuang Wudao's consciousness may be swallowed by the magic sword at any time.
"Zuofenghai? No need -"
Zhuang Wudao's eyes showed a bit of bloody red light again, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Langyan Mansion can postpone it until we deal with my inner demon first. Tooth for tooth, blood for blood. Since Shen Jue
If you’re in the first grade of junior high school, don’t blame me if you’re in the fifteenth grade.”
Touching the red mark on his forehead again, Zhuang Wudao's chest was filled with deep-seated resentment and murderous intent. He felt that the demon seeds in his mind were beating faintly and might explode at any time.
No matter how nice Yun'er's words of comfort are, in the end, he is Zhuang Wudao, and he can't even save his mother's statue tablet.
This humiliation is not repaid, he is ashamed to be the son of man.
Furthermore, to resolve these inner demonic obsessions, what could be quicker than starting from the source and taking bloody revenge?
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When Zhuang Wudao met Zhuang Xiaohu again, it was two months later. With the help of the 'Dayan Mind Control Talisman,' Zhuang Wudao could still sense the general situation of Zhuang Xiaohu even though they were separated by a hundred thousand miles.
position.
On the contrary, Zhuang Xiaohu's technique of "Thousands of Miles of Thought" has a range that is by no means limited to a thousand miles.
However, as a precaution, the two did not meet up immediately. Instead, they headed north at the same time. They did not go together until they were sure that no one was following them.
That day outside Yue City, Zhuang Xiaohu was extremely alert. After warning Zhuang Wudao, Rick tried his best to get out of hiding. He knew that he could not help Zhuang Wudao, but might become a burden to Zhuang Wudao.
This move was foresighted. Before Zhuang Wudao went north, he had received news from the Beitang family. After he escaped that day, nearly a hundred monks of unknown origins pulled up nets and locked up doors near Yuecheng.
Among them, there are six people in the Golden Core Realm. Even within the Lichen Sect, they are not so arrogant and bold.
If Zhuang Xiaohu hadn't known the opportunity and escaped early, he would have been captured or killed, or followed by a group of tails, which would have brought him countless troubles.
From the south of the Zangxuan River to the Daxuan Mountain in the north, it is a total of 1.47 million miles. Even if Zhuang Wudao's true energy is endless, he can use the "Chongming Taixiao Chengfeng Jue" endlessly, flying every day
Twenty thousand miles away, it will take at least two months to reach Daxuan Mountain.
Fortunately, when Zhuang Xiaohu returned, he also brought his spiritual ship with him.
This spaceship is called 'Yunyinzhou'. It is only twenty feet long, but it is a fourth-level spiritual ship. It is also Zhuang Wudao's first space-escaping treasure.
The flight speed is not very good, only slightly better than the third-level ship, and comparable to the flight speed of the monks in the middle stage of Yuanshen. However, it has another special ability. When the ship is hidden in the clouds and mist, it can turn into clouds. Even if it is hidden in the clouds, it can turn into clouds.
It is also difficult to detect the spiritual thoughts of ordinary Yuanshen Dzogchen monks.
This was a flying boat that Zhuang Wudao had specially prepared for his trip to Langyan Mansion half a year ago. It was also secretly bought for him by entrusting Xuan Jizi. It came from the Central Plains, and no one knows the buyer for the time being.
Zhuang Wudao also spent a total of seven hundred Yuan Yuan stones on this boat, and the harvest he got from Nian Weisheng was spent in the river and the sea.
This price is enough to build two identical fourth-level spiritual ships.
Zhuang Wudao felt that it was worth it. The spirit ship was similar to the spirit weapon, but it was simpler to build and did not require the weapon refiner to put in too much effort. However, it took a long time. This was more troublesome than the spirit weapon.
It only took Zhuang Wudao half a year to refine the four puppet dzi beads, but this spiritual ship usually took several years to complete.
And this 'Yunyin Boat', made by the master, is also something that can be encountered but not sought. The key is its ability to hide, combined with Zhuang Xiaohu's ability, it can be said to be even more powerful than a tiger.
After all, once he enters the territory of Taiping Dao, he is as if he is in an enemy country, and he is in danger of being surrounded and killed by the Demon Thorn Sect at any time, so he has to be careful.
At this time, this 'Cloud Hidden Boat' is indeed his biggest support now. It traveled from Zhuangxiao Lake to the sky, traveled all the way north, and traveled through dozens of countries without being noticed by other monks.
It's a pity that this woman's cultivation is only to build the foundation. She doesn't have enough true energy to fully activate the 'Cloud Hidden Boat', and the power of the formation needs to be cautious. The daily journey can only reach 12,000 miles at most.