Chapter 135 Orthodoxy
In Yangzhou, the legend of Xu Xuan is spread in the rivers and lakes.
The first time he became famous was the complete annihilation of the Taibai Sword Sect, the second time he was separatist, and then the Demon Sect and Song Qing were killed.
Under the public opinion of both good and evil factions, Taoism has been completely portrayed as a devil who does not recognize his relatives.
Later, the Demon Commander, the Demon Sect, and the righteous Xuanmen Xiantian were killed one after another, which further deepened this impression.
Although people in the world have a bad impression of them, Xu Xuanqiang still knows that he is not strong.
For a time, various legends about the decisive battle between the northern and southern demon sects and the establishment of orthodoxy were circulated in the world.
Originally, Xu Xuan hoped to keep it a secret, so even if he was riding a horse, he would try to go to the wilderness or remote official roads.
But when I came to Yangzhou, I found that I still had to cross the river, either by flying over in full view of everyone, or by taking a boat.
The quality of the Dragon Scale Horse was so good that it was the top "car" for heroes in this era. Therefore, Xu Xuan did not insist on pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Inside the inn.
Gu Hanwei lifted the veil, revealing a dignified yet gorgeous face, with long hair hanging down her waist, while the maid combed her hair behind her.
"It's unbelievable that we are actually on the same boat with such a person. Miss, he is so young." The maid became infatuated.
"It is rumored that Xu Zhenjun has the ability to live forever. Maybe he is an old man who is hundreds of years old." Gu Hanwei smiled with her eyes like crescent moons and teased the maid.
In fact, she was also very surprised. Kou Zhen and Lu Jing were basically around thirty years old, but their master looked like he was in his early twenties.
This reminds her of someone...
Tianluo Mountain, whose real name is Yin Mountain, is located in a place where Yin Qi gathers in Feng Shui. The entire mountain is basically not exposed to direct sunlight. There are lush vegetation and ancient ferns on the mountain.
In the darkest valley, there is a palace.
At this time, hundreds of disciples gathered here and divided into several teams to patrol.
In the main hall, the Demon King was lazily leaning on his seat. Under the iron mask, there were a pair of dark and purple pupils, which was a sign that the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu had been cultivated to the highest level.
The elders, chiefs, and hall masters below did not dare to look into his eyes.
The name of the Demon King is not false. If you practice to a high level, your eyes can affect people's spirits. As long as you look at the Demon King, you can't help but fall into it and even be controlled.
"Xu Xuan is here, Demon King. Why don't we send out experts to surround him in advance?"
"It doesn't matter. Don't move the external forces. Maybe it's a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. We can just be on guard internally."
"Also, there are many outsiders outside who are ready to watch the fun. Should we drive them away?" the crowd asked.
"Kill them all. There will be a mixed bag of fish and dragons. Don't let anyone who wants to cause trouble."
Soon, the senior officials took charge personally, and the patrols were more intensive than before, without any gaps for patrols.
At the same time, he began to attack some surrounding forces.
After killing several groups of people in a row, they finally stopped.
There are many traps here, including poisonous smoke, crossbow arrows, fire thunder, falling rocks, and there are people at every sentry post. If there is even the slightest movement, all the elites of the faction will be alerted immediately.
After everyone made arrangements, the devil suddenly came to the back mountain.
This place is very spacious. A clearing has been carved out in the forest. In the center of the clearing is a thatched house.
The trees next to it were very big, and there were at least two people hugging each other. Demon King Zhu Yuan gently touched the marks on the tree with his hands. These were the scars left when he practiced martial arts with his senior brother. Even after decades, there were still traces of time on them. .
There are traces of their childhood and adulthood here. This place has been sealed, and time seems to have been frozen here.
Pushing open the door, smoke and dust were everywhere. Zhu Yuan sat on a dusty chair, wondering what he was thinking.
The story is very simple, a senior brother with extremely high talent but evil intentions; a junior brother with average talent but down-to-earth.
In order to pursue higher power, the eldest brother collected magic skills from various sects, and finally beat his master to death, stole the secrets of the sect, and escaped.
But the younger junior brother with mediocre talent has been holding on to this day.
The story is very old-fashioned, and it belongs to the same old plots in story-telling novels, but this is human nature.
"No matter who dares to destroy my orthodoxy, I will kill them when God comes!"
Wow!
A strong wind rose in the room, and wisps of dark energy came out of the body. The purple-black magic eyes seemed to contain hell.
"If you are unable to defeat me, I will use that move against you!"
Zhu Yuan looked into the distance and seemed to meet Xu Xuan's eyes.
That move was naturally the same-death technique. The lethality of this technique could cover a radius of thirty feet. Many great masters did not dare to compete with him easily.
This trick is naturally not a secret, but something that both good and evil factions know.
After all, others will be wary of you if they know you have this ability; otherwise, you will use it without knowing it. The other person will regret it before he dies, you will also regret it, and only the others will be happy. Isn't this a very funny behavior?
After making up his mind, the devil returned to the secret room to practice.
The secret room is very simple, with a futon and a painting. This is a picture of the immortal's ascension.
If orthodoxy is responsibility, then longevity is a lifelong pursuit.
As the saying goes, two disciples accepted by a master are not the same family. Even if they have different personalities, they must have the same characteristics, that is, the pursuit of immortality.
Unlike his senior brother who resorted to unscrupulous means, Zhu Yuan's method of pursuing immortality was to practice hard.
For decades, I stayed at home and practiced wholeheartedly, successfully discovering the path for spiritual influence on reality.
Perhaps after reaching the Grand Master, his abilities will become stronger.
the other side.
Xu Xuan was walking in the mountains and forests. Looking from the top of the mountain, he could see palaces at the bottom of the valley.
There is no easy way out of the valley, and the lowest point is more than ten feet tall. If you want to freely enter and exit the valley, you need extremely high lightness skills, so the people who live here are probably the elite disciples of the elite.
There are some towers around the palace, which should be sentry posts to protect against the outside world.
The disciples took turns guarding the 12th floor, and there was no slack. These people were the best among the best, and there would be no such thing as dozing off.
At this time, the disciple’s eyes suddenly turned into flowers for some unknown reason.
When he came to his senses again, he saw a man in white appearing in the open space in front of him.
"Xu Xuan!! Xu Xuan is here!!"
As a well-organized sect, it was natural for him to be familiar with Xu Xuan's portrait.
The horn sounds! !
At the same time, the arrow tower shot out a rain of arrows that covered the sky like rain.
Dang Dang Dang...
Only a clanking sound was heard, Xu Xuan's body was covered with golden light, and all the arrows bounced away.
The sound of the horn alarmed the entire sect.
Under the dim evening sky, hundreds of figures rose and fell, surrounding Xu Xuan.
The Yinshan sect's weird light skills and powerful martial arts, in the modern world, could wipe out all the high-level officials of a small or medium-sized country, and this does not count the situation where the devil himself takes action.
Now they are all used to deal with Xu Xuan, which shows how much they value Xu Xuan.
Amid everyone's amazed gazes, Xu Xuan flew into the sky and looked at everyone thirty feet away from the void.
Wow!
On the other side, a figure also flew out and looked at Xu Xuan.
This is a man wearing an iron mask.
"Are you the Demon King? You are indeed extraordinary." Xu Xuan looked at Zhu Yuan curiously.
In fact, this person cannot fly, and it is not a magic spell. Instead, there is a force field under this person's feet, which is equivalent to an invisible stone. If you step on the invisible stone with your feet, it will naturally have the effect of flying into the sky.
This invisible force field should be the Demon King's technique. Even Xu Xuan has this kind of force field around him.
Of course, it is of no use to me. If it were any other warrior, it would probably be a nightmare. It would be like being thrown into the water. The harder you exert yourself, the more it consumes you.
Zhu Yuan said: "Pretend to be a ghost! If you are here today, don't even think about leaving."
After saying that, his eyes gradually turned purple.
A sharp mental force stabbed towards Xu Xuan.
This is the kind of look that kills.
This kind of spiritual power is much more powerful than the so-called witnessing technique.
Of course, compared to Xu Xuan's spiritual consciousness, it was still far behind.
Xu Xuan said nothing, and his eyes also turned a deeper purple.
The moment he comes into contact with the spiritual thoughts, it is like looking directly at the sun, and his whole body goes blank for an instant, followed by severe pain in his head and blood spurting out from his seven orifices.
"Ah!"
Zhu Yuan screamed in pain, his move was broken, and he fell down.
"Demon King!!"
The elders caught the devil in the air.
"Impossible!!" The Demon King's eyes were bleeding and he looked at Xu Xuan in the sky in disbelief.
He was defeated in one move.
At this time, Xu Xuan in the sky looked more like a demon king.
Her long hair was flying in the wind, her robes were fluttering, and her eyes were as purple as the legendary pupils.
If you look closely, you can see that the pupils are double-layered.
"Double eyes?" The Demon King was horrified in his heart. This was the legendary eye of a saint.
Who is this person? Is this the legendary True King?
It seems that I can only use that trick.
(There will be one more chapter around seven or eight o'clock. Today there are still three chapters.)