Chapter 54 Departure! Looking for the Flying Smoke Sword
There is of course a reason why Wei Dongliu became the Master of Dancing Hands.
First of all, the ultimate goal of his character is not to carry forward the "All Dharmas Tongxuanmen".
It is to establish a network of contacts and information in the demonic realm so as to search for the whereabouts of the hell realm.
Secondly, with Guo Jin and Wang Yuan's qualifications, it would have been almost impossible for them to embark on the path of spiritual practice.
Wei Dongliu accepted them as his disciples with the purpose of letting them help collect information, rather than to train them to become talents... Although it was cruel to say this, Wei Dongliu suspected that it would be difficult for these two to form a high-grade golden elixir.
They can only play the role of a guide. As for what height they can reach in the end, it depends on themselves!
After entrusting the two disciples to Jiang Lixun, Wei Dongliu set out to meet the people in Kunlun.
The time of the appointment in Kunlun was exactly the day before Qiu Changtian held the "Bible Debate Conference" in Kunlun. It seemed to be just a coincidence, but if you think about it carefully, it was already destined.
Wei Dongliu rode his sword all the way west and arrived at the outskirts of Xining County.
Unexpectedly, the Kunlun monk who contacted him here turned out to be an old acquaintance of Qiu Changtian.
Xu Changqing, Chief of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
As soon as they met, Wei Dongliu was keenly aware that the other party's consciousness fell directly on him.
Detection of spiritual consciousness is an extremely unfriendly behavior in the world of cultivation. This is probably because when fighting, the opponent will be locked with his/her spiritual consciousness. Therefore, many monks regard the detection of spiritual consciousness as a precursor to an imminent attack.
However, he didn't react at all, because the spiritual consciousness came and went quickly, and it seemed that he was just confirming whether there were any traces of magic being used on his body... that is, the residue of turbid air.
"Who is coming?" Xu Changqing asked coldly.
"A casual cultivator, Guo Jin." Wei Dongliu cupped his hands and said.
Xu Changqing nodded indifferently. There was no turbidity in the other party's body, which meant that he was not practicing demonic techniques, but he still said:
"Since you are a casual cultivator, why do you want to collude with the ghost cultivators?"
"There was no collusion." Wei Dongliu naturally would not make such a stupid mistake of "answering a predetermined question". He just said, "Someone asked me to send something to your sect and get the corresponding reward."
"Oh." Xu Changqing moved slightly and asked meaningfully, "Isn't he afraid that you will abscond with the money after completing the transaction?"
"Not afraid." Wei Dongliu said calmly, "Because I don't know how."
"How can I see it?"
"Character."
Xu Changqing:………………
Even though he is well-informed, he has never met such a "frank" casual cultivator.
After catching the jade slip thrown by Wei Dongliu, Xu Changqing put his spiritual consciousness into it, checked it carefully, and frowned tightly.
"Are the records in this material true?" he asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know." Wei Dongliu said seriously, "I was only responsible for transferring the items and did not read the contents."
Xu Changqing stared at him suspiciously, as if trying to detect any trace of lying on his face, but finally gave up.
He took out a storage bag from his sleeve and threw it away from a distance. When Wei Dongliu caught it, Xu Changqing warned him again:
"If you follow the devil's path, you will be our enemy in Kunlun!"
After saying that, he stepped towards the west with sword light on his feet.
Wei Dongliu checked the contents inside the bag, and for a moment he even had the urge to take the money and run away.
Of course, this identity cannot be misused like this, so he just thought for a moment and put it away carefully.
Returning to the ruined temple in Mount Wutai where he was last time, Wei Dongliu saw Wen Yang waiting for him there.
"Fellow Daoist Wei really kept his word." After counting the storage bags, Wen Yang was immediately overjoyed and took out his separate portion and handed it to him, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome." Wei Dongliu put the bag away.
"Fellow Daoist Wei is an honest man." Wen Yang hesitated before speaking, and then said after a while, "But... why do you have contact with the monks of the Demonic Way?"
"Where did you start talking about this?" Wei Dongliu said in surprise.
"It's not me who is making trouble." Wen Yang tried to cover it up at first, and then said euphemistically, "Everyone knows that the internal fighting in the Yin and Ghost Dao is fierce, and I often do the following to defeat the superiors, but who knows that the internal fighting in the Heavenly Demon Dao is even more cruel than that of my master's sect?
hundred times?"
"The Heavenly Demon Dao colludes with the Heavenly Demon, and often captures the weakest disciples and sacrifices them to the Heavenly Demon."
"As long as I, the Yingui Dao disciples, don't strive for victory, I can barely protect myself; but the Heavenly Demon Dao monks are by no means weak and mediocre. All of them have survived through bloody storms."
Wei Dongliu remained calm on his face, but he was stunned in his heart:
It is indeed a demon sect. This sect is more competitive than the orthodox sect! Kunlun still maintains the principle of "one test determines life", the Yin Gui Dao is already engaged in "can rise and fall", and the Heavenly Demon Dao has actually begun to "eliminate the last place"
"Yes!"
"Jiang Li is the latest to become a disciple and has the youngest seniority. Logically speaking, she should be the weakest." Wen Yang continued, a hint of fear flashed across his expression, "But since she entered the school, three senior sisters above her have fallen.
The causes of death are different - but basically they have nothing to do with her."
"I think Fellow Daoist Wei is a person worthy of close friendship." He waved his sleeves to summon a ball of gray-white sword light, and rose into the air with his sword. "I also hope that Fellow Daoist will not die in an unknown way one day, making me sigh and feel sad."
Wen Yang's sword disappeared into the sky, while Wei Dongliu looked at the sky carefully for a long time, and suddenly smiled coldly.
Sowing discord, right? Do you think I will be fooled?
When he returned to Shiping Mountain, he saw Guo Jin and Wang Yuan fighting swords.
Both of them were newbies. They had just learned how to mobilize their true energy, and their flying swords were also moving crookedly, which made Wei Dongliu unable to stand it at all.
Jiang Lizhen had placed a small wooden bed by the lake, covered with thick cashmere and brocade, and was taking a nap comfortably.
Above her head, pure skylight seeped down from the narrow mountain crevices, shining on her slender body curled up in a ball, making Wei Dongliu suddenly feel some kind of love and care for her.
Of course, with the Kunlun Mirror, it is definitely not an illusion, it is just the male's instinctive yearning for beauty.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang." Wei Dongliu pushed the wooden bed.
"Huh?" Jiang Lizhen rubbed her eyes in confusion.
"I have to go out recently, so I asked my two disciples to take care of me." Wei Dongliu said softly.
"Well..." Jiang Lizhen turned around and fell asleep again.
After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly opened her eyes from the wooden bed:
Wait, what did he just say to me?
He threw his disciples away to me again???
Witch Jiang jumped out of bed and quickly rushed out of the cave with her sword. She saw that the sky was vast outside, and where was the slightest shadow of Wei Dongliu?
"Damn it!" She looked uncertain, but she reached into the bag at her waist and pulled out a pale, rotten devil's head, floating in the center of her palm, muttering something in her mouth:
"The demons invaded the scene and showed their signs! Find that bastard for me!"
After a while, the devil suddenly chuckled strangely and turned his head to the south.
………………
Not long ago, Wei Dongliu was driving the "Qiankun Universe Creation Tianqi Divine Shuttle", rushing towards the south.
"There should be a golden-bearded turtle in the South China Sea." Qing Pingjian told him, "This turtle has a huge body and forms an island of its own, floating in the South China Sea. The Flying Smoke Sword is inserted in the center of the turtle shell.
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"Of course, this is the information that other sword spirits in the sword pool revealed to me thousands of years ago, and it has been some time since now - so there may be changes, so you have to be prepared."
"It's okay." Wei Dongliu said in a deep voice, "I have to give it a try after all. Senior Sister An gave up the Frostfall Sword for me. I can't let her live without her natal sword."