Chapter 185
Taoism follows nature, the atmosphere is magnificent, and Qingcheng Mountain will be gra
Chapter 185 Dao follows nature, the weather is myriad, and Ming will grab Qingcheng Mountain
boom!
The rocks burst apart, Qiu Qingsang flew out again and appeared in midair.
His expression was extremely gloomy, and he stared at Lu Xing, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
As the son of the God of Mount Qingcheng, who had oppressed the younger generation for decades, he was completely crushed in the first fight with the opponent.
For him, this is simply an unbelievable fact.
Not only him, but the other disciples on Mount Qingcheng also gasped and looked at Lu Xing in horror.
Maybe other cultivators didn't know much about Qiu Qingsang, who hadn't had a remarkable record for decades.
However, as disciples of Mount Qingcheng, they are very clear.
Although Qiu Qingsang's reputation is not as good as that of Wang's Goddess and other young lords, but in a real fight, Qiu Qingsang will definitely win.
However, it was such a top-notch young supreme being who was blown away by an unknown pawn.
Who would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
Qiu Qingsang stretched out his hand, and took out his fairy long sword from the golden core space, staring at Lu Xing with cold eyes.
Around him, thousands of runes flew like stardust, guarding Qiu Qingsang.
"Ren Feimo...very good, I remember the name." Qiu Qingsang said in a cold tone.
To be crushed by someone with one move, this is an absolutely unacceptable fact for the arrogant Qiu Qingsang.
"You should remember well."
Lu Xing's eyes were flat, and there was a mocking sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Because this will be your lingering nightmare for the rest of your life."
This time, it was Lu Xing who took the initiative.
Lu Xing didn't want to waste any more time, so he used his extreme tricks, using Tai Xuan's chaotic body, to display the unique skill of the eighth-rank Tianmo Jue.
"Heavenly Demon Killing Sword!"
The demonic energy is surging, and the dark light is gloomy.
Lu Xing held his palm like a knife, held it high above his head, and chopped it down with one palm.
In an instant, the dome suddenly collapsed, a corner of the sky was shattered, and a huge magic knife shattered the sky and slashed towards the earth.
The magic knife shatters the sky, the sky weeps blood, the immortals and gods die, and the Buddhas Nirvana!
Qiu Qingsang's expression suddenly froze.
This knife.
overbearing.
terror.
I almost want to shatter the universe and recreate everything.
"Too plain!"
With a cry from the bottom of his heart, Qiu Qingsang's eyes were firm, and he forcibly cut off the distracting thoughts in his mind.
The spiritual power was boiling, the runes were shining, Qiu Qingsang urged the celestial weapon in his hand with all his strength, and performed extreme moves.
"Everything follows the sword, Taoism follows nature!"
The sky follows the earth, the earth follows the people, the people follow the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.
With one sword strike, the sky will show all kinds of weather, and the earth will show the eternal nature.
With the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, the mountains toppled, and the rivers rolled backwards.
Endless Taoism engraved runes all over the sky, like a lightsaber with a handle, the sword's energy is gushing, and it manifests a myriad of scenes.
"So strong!"
"Are these two people really the younger generation?"
Seeing the magic knife and lightsaber, all the creatures in the Qingcheng Mountains felt their scalps go numb.
The blows of the two of them almost reached the extreme of the Taiji Realm, touching the threshold of the Taisu Realm.
Rumble!
The magic knife and lightsaber collided fiercely, shaking the earth with a loud noise, and exploding under the sky.
The spiritual energy collapsed, and under the domineering magic knife, thousands of atmospheres collapsed directly.
The runes were broken, everything died, and it naturally disintegrated.
Qiu Qingsang's Ten Thousand Talisman Dharma Body, most of its brilliance was annihilated, and none of the runes remained, and it flew out backwards, spitting blood.
The immortal long sword in his hand flew out and flew into the forest below.
But at this time, Lu Xing stepped forward, and a pair of illusory sky demon wings behind him disappeared in a flash, flying towards Qiu Qingsang like a flash.
"you!"
Just as Qiu Qingsang uttered a word, Lu Xing grabbed his throat.
In the palm of his hand, the Qi of the Nether Spring gathers, and once it erupts, it can immediately enter Qiu Qingsang's body and destroy his soul and true spirit.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Lu Xing's mouth.
"Then, it's time to talk about your life and death."
"If you want to survive, hand over all the stone symbols of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum in Qingcheng Mountain."
Qiu Qingsang narrowed his pupils and looked at Lu Xing in astonishment.
Qingcheng Mountain was completely silent.
Looking at Lu Xing, who suppressed Qiu Qingsang forcefully and robbed Mount Qingcheng blatantly, no matter if he was a genius or an ordinary cultivator.
All were trembling, looking at Lu Xing in disbelief.
"Ren Feimo, you are delusional!"
Qiu Qingsang gritted his teeth and growled.
But at this moment, he was restrained by Lu Xing, and his life and death were all in Lu Xing's thought, so he had no power to resist at all.
"Don't worry, your life is worth more than you think."
Lu Xing chuckled, and turned his eyes to the direction of Mount Qingcheng.
"Everyone who doesn't know Qingcheng Mountain wants to sit back and watch their god son be beheaded by me for a little profit."
"Or are you willing to pay the price to save the life of your son of God?"
Qiu Qingsang and the Tai Chi practitioners in Qingcheng Mountain had an ugly expression.
What Lu Xing did was to force Mount Qingcheng to make a choice.
Or, sit back and watch Qiu Qingsang be killed, and bear the infamy of disregarding the safety of his disciples.
Or, take out the stone talisman of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, which will attract the stigma of ridicule from the world's cultivators.
No matter which one you choose, it will be very bad for Mount Qingcheng.
but.
It seems that there are two choices, but in fact, from the beginning to the end, Qingcheng Mountain can only choose one.
"Devil clan thief, let my god son go."
A decent-looking middle-aged Taoist flew up, flung out three stone talismans with a gloomy expression, and said coldly.
Lu Xing put away the three stone talismans with his other hand, and said with a sneer, "Don't you understand human language? I'm talking about all your stone talismans! You only have three in Qingcheng Mountain? I'm afraid it's not even half of it. Bar."
The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were gloomy, but in the end he threw out two stone talismans again, and then looked at Qiu Qingsang.
Lu Xing understood, and his eyes fell on Qiu Qingsang.
Reaching out his hand directly, Lu Xing pulled off his storage spirit ring in front of Qiu Qingsang, violently broke his soul imprint, and found two more stone symbols from the ring.
"Seven, less than I expected."
Lu Xing casually threw Qiu Qingsang away, like throwing a piece of trash.
Then, amidst the angry gazes from up and down Mount Qingcheng, he spoke loudly to the rest of the cultivators.
"Ten days later, I will distribute these stone talismans in Chang'an City, and interested cultivators can come and grab them."
"This is the certificate to enter the small cave of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum and obtain opportunities."
As soon as Lu Xing's words came out, there was an instant uproar.
"The small cave in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum!?"
"With those stone talismans, we can enter, and we have a chance too!?"
Under the ugly eyes of Qiu Qingsang and others, countless cultivators cast their fiery eyes on Lu Xing.
As for Lu Xing, after a word evoked the thoughts in the minds of countless cultivators, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The demon's wings flashed behind him, and his figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.
"God, what should we do?"
The middle-aged Taoist came to Qiu Qingsang and asked.
With a cold face, Qiu Qingsang waved his sleeves and fled back to Mount Qingcheng, leaving only a cold sentence behind.
"I'm going to report to Master. Ten days later, I will enter Chang'an and get back what belongs to me."
(End of this chapter)
boom!
The rocks burst apart, Qiu Qingsang flew out again and appeared in midair.
His expression was extremely gloomy, and he stared at Lu Xing, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
As the son of the God of Mount Qingcheng, who had oppressed the younger generation for decades, he was completely crushed in the first fight with the opponent.
For him, this is simply an unbelievable fact.
Not only him, but the other disciples on Mount Qingcheng also gasped and looked at Lu Xing in horror.
Maybe other cultivators didn't know much about Qiu Qingsang, who hadn't had a remarkable record for decades.
However, as disciples of Mount Qingcheng, they are very clear.
Although Qiu Qingsang's reputation is not as good as that of Wang's Goddess and other young lords, but in a real fight, Qiu Qingsang will definitely win.
However, it was such a top-notch young supreme being who was blown away by an unknown pawn.
Who would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
Qiu Qingsang stretched out his hand, and took out his fairy long sword from the golden core space, staring at Lu Xing with cold eyes.
Around him, thousands of runes flew like stardust, guarding Qiu Qingsang.
"Ren Feimo...very good, I remember the name." Qiu Qingsang said in a cold tone.
To be crushed by someone with one move, this is an absolutely unacceptable fact for the arrogant Qiu Qingsang.
"You should remember well."
Lu Xing's eyes were flat, and there was a mocking sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Because this will be your lingering nightmare for the rest of your life."
This time, it was Lu Xing who took the initiative.
Lu Xing didn't want to waste any more time, so he used his extreme tricks, using Tai Xuan's chaotic body, to display the unique skill of the eighth-rank Tianmo Jue.
"Heavenly Demon Killing Sword!"
The demonic energy is surging, and the dark light is gloomy.
Lu Xing held his palm like a knife, held it high above his head, and chopped it down with one palm.
In an instant, the dome suddenly collapsed, a corner of the sky was shattered, and a huge magic knife shattered the sky and slashed towards the earth.
The magic knife shatters the sky, the sky weeps blood, the immortals and gods die, and the Buddhas Nirvana!
Qiu Qingsang's expression suddenly froze.
This knife.
overbearing.
terror.
I almost want to shatter the universe and recreate everything.
"Too plain!"
With a cry from the bottom of his heart, Qiu Qingsang's eyes were firm, and he forcibly cut off the distracting thoughts in his mind.
The spiritual power was boiling, the runes were shining, Qiu Qingsang urged the celestial weapon in his hand with all his strength, and performed extreme moves.
"Everything follows the sword, Taoism follows nature!"
The sky follows the earth, the earth follows the people, the people follow the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.
With one sword strike, the sky will show all kinds of weather, and the earth will show the eternal nature.
With the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, the mountains toppled, and the rivers rolled backwards.
Endless Taoism engraved runes all over the sky, like a lightsaber with a handle, the sword's energy is gushing, and it manifests a myriad of scenes.
"So strong!"
"Are these two people really the younger generation?"
Seeing the magic knife and lightsaber, all the creatures in the Qingcheng Mountains felt their scalps go numb.
The blows of the two of them almost reached the extreme of the Taiji Realm, touching the threshold of the Taisu Realm.
Rumble!
The magic knife and lightsaber collided fiercely, shaking the earth with a loud noise, and exploding under the sky.
The spiritual energy collapsed, and under the domineering magic knife, thousands of atmospheres collapsed directly.
The runes were broken, everything died, and it naturally disintegrated.
Qiu Qingsang's Ten Thousand Talisman Dharma Body, most of its brilliance was annihilated, and none of the runes remained, and it flew out backwards, spitting blood.
The immortal long sword in his hand flew out and flew into the forest below.
But at this time, Lu Xing stepped forward, and a pair of illusory sky demon wings behind him disappeared in a flash, flying towards Qiu Qingsang like a flash.
"you!"
Just as Qiu Qingsang uttered a word, Lu Xing grabbed his throat.
In the palm of his hand, the Qi of the Nether Spring gathers, and once it erupts, it can immediately enter Qiu Qingsang's body and destroy his soul and true spirit.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Lu Xing's mouth.
"Then, it's time to talk about your life and death."
"If you want to survive, hand over all the stone symbols of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum in Qingcheng Mountain."
Qiu Qingsang narrowed his pupils and looked at Lu Xing in astonishment.
Qingcheng Mountain was completely silent.
Looking at Lu Xing, who suppressed Qiu Qingsang forcefully and robbed Mount Qingcheng blatantly, no matter if he was a genius or an ordinary cultivator.
All were trembling, looking at Lu Xing in disbelief.
"Ren Feimo, you are delusional!"
Qiu Qingsang gritted his teeth and growled.
But at this moment, he was restrained by Lu Xing, and his life and death were all in Lu Xing's thought, so he had no power to resist at all.
"Don't worry, your life is worth more than you think."
Lu Xing chuckled, and turned his eyes to the direction of Mount Qingcheng.
"Everyone who doesn't know Qingcheng Mountain wants to sit back and watch their god son be beheaded by me for a little profit."
"Or are you willing to pay the price to save the life of your son of God?"
Qiu Qingsang and the Tai Chi practitioners in Qingcheng Mountain had an ugly expression.
What Lu Xing did was to force Mount Qingcheng to make a choice.
Or, sit back and watch Qiu Qingsang be killed, and bear the infamy of disregarding the safety of his disciples.
Or, take out the stone talisman of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, which will attract the stigma of ridicule from the world's cultivators.
No matter which one you choose, it will be very bad for Mount Qingcheng.
but.
It seems that there are two choices, but in fact, from the beginning to the end, Qingcheng Mountain can only choose one.
"Devil clan thief, let my god son go."
A decent-looking middle-aged Taoist flew up, flung out three stone talismans with a gloomy expression, and said coldly.
Lu Xing put away the three stone talismans with his other hand, and said with a sneer, "Don't you understand human language? I'm talking about all your stone talismans! You only have three in Qingcheng Mountain? I'm afraid it's not even half of it. Bar."
The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were gloomy, but in the end he threw out two stone talismans again, and then looked at Qiu Qingsang.
Lu Xing understood, and his eyes fell on Qiu Qingsang.
Reaching out his hand directly, Lu Xing pulled off his storage spirit ring in front of Qiu Qingsang, violently broke his soul imprint, and found two more stone symbols from the ring.
"Seven, less than I expected."
Lu Xing casually threw Qiu Qingsang away, like throwing a piece of trash.
Then, amidst the angry gazes from up and down Mount Qingcheng, he spoke loudly to the rest of the cultivators.
"Ten days later, I will distribute these stone talismans in Chang'an City, and interested cultivators can come and grab them."
"This is the certificate to enter the small cave of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum and obtain opportunities."
As soon as Lu Xing's words came out, there was an instant uproar.
"The small cave in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum!?"
"With those stone talismans, we can enter, and we have a chance too!?"
Under the ugly eyes of Qiu Qingsang and others, countless cultivators cast their fiery eyes on Lu Xing.
As for Lu Xing, after a word evoked the thoughts in the minds of countless cultivators, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The demon's wings flashed behind him, and his figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.
"God, what should we do?"
The middle-aged Taoist came to Qiu Qingsang and asked.
With a cold face, Qiu Qingsang waved his sleeves and fled back to Mount Qingcheng, leaving only a cold sentence behind.
"I'm going to report to Master. Ten days later, I will enter Chang'an and get back what belongs to me."
(End of this chapter)