Chapter 880 A flower of life!
In the blink of an eye.
It was already 10 years later.
And that sermon.
It was regarded as a deification by the disciples of the Taoist Academy.
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As for Chu Xun, he also left the Taoist Academy and walked in the Taihang Dao domain. In the past ten years, he traveled to many places and experienced different styles and people. During these years, he was very jealous of evil and kept cleaning up things like Guyang City. The Feng family was the worst offender.
Having been rooted in the Taihang Dao domain for too long, not only the grassroots were corrupt, but even the elders at the top acquiesced. They often felt sad when they saw those geniuses with outstanding talents and great qualifications being toyed with by the Feng family's direct descendants, and they were not soft-hearted at all.
But he didn't just kill the Feng family during these ten years. Some small forces that had taken root in the local city for a while and caused trouble were wiped out. Among them, there were also those who were involved in the three major sects, but Chu Xun killed them without mercy. Even if he offended many people in the past ten years, he didn't care.
As for reputation.
It is at its peak.
It is regarded as a god.
"The Demon Palace is second only to the Feng family!" In a restaurant in Yunhai City, Chu Xun, dressed in a green shirt, sat by the window, sipping his wine, his eyes flickering slightly. In the past ten years, he has eradicated countless evil forces, among which the Feng family is hiding everywhere in the Taihang Dao domain.
The Demon Palace was wandering in the vast Taihang Dao domain. It was unknown when a wave would suddenly appear, like looting the ‘Chiyang City’, and the extent of the disaster was not small. He even felt that it was necessary to go to the Demon Palace headquarters. He took a sip of wine and looked down at the crowd below, and murmured: "The tenth style has vaguely mastered a prototype!"
Over the years, since breaking through the seventh realm, his swordsmanship has fallen into a long period of stagnation. Among them, other Dao fruits, whether it is the Dao of time and space, the Dao of formation, the Dao of Confucianism, or the collateral Dao, are all advancing by leaps and bounds. After putting down the wine glass, the fingertips of his right hand flickered, and a gorgeous flower of life was blooming.
Lifelike.
Gorgeous and beautiful.
The boundless flower bloomed at the fingertips, growing a vine-like enchantment, and forming a holy spiritual flower, like a condensation of light, but not dazzling but holy and soft. Unconsciously, he was immersed in it, as if he had forgotten everything, and there were endless pedestrians around him, and people came and went in the restaurant.
Time went by, and he seemed to be forgotten. Both the waiter and the guests deliberately avoided this position, subconsciously thinking that it was best to keep a distance. It seemed like a spring and autumn in the blink of an eye. When he opened his eyes again, the holy flower of life on his fingertips was already perfect, but Chu Xun had a sense of loss in his eyes.
"Pop!"
As his fingertips shook, the flower of life that was perfect to the extreme in the eyes of others shattered. Chu Xun took a sip of wine and said quite disappointedly: "What a pity, it's too weak!"
This holy flower of life was originally intended to be the prototype of the tenth style, and then improved later, but what he didn't expect was that the foundation was too weak and built in the ethereal, so it was difficult to be used as the support of the tenth style. It carried a huge amount of energy, and although it was better than the ninth style, it was not enough to be used as the tenth style to practice.
"It can be regarded as a dispensable move!" Chu Xun shook his head and said.
...
Boom~!
But a complicated formation suddenly appeared around Yunhai City. When the people in the city noticed it, a sickly paleness immediately appeared on their faces. Some people looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds covered the sky. The fear from instinct surged, and they said in horror: "The Demon Palace is looting!"
"It's the Demon Palace!"
"People from the Demon Palace!"
"It's over!"
"The Demon Palace was the first to set up the formation!"
"There's no escape!"
The monks in Yunhai City flew into the air one after another, with frustrated despair on their faces. Chu Xun had just passed by here some time ago and cleaned up the filthy monks in the city, resulting in a significant reduction in the number of fifth-level monks. Otherwise, with the reputation of Yunhai City, what kind of Demon Palace monks dared to come here to wreak havoc, there are five-level perfect-level monks sitting here!
"Wow~!" Above Yunhai City, a young man in black robes stood. With a lazy smile on his face, he stared at Yunhai City as if it was easy to capture. He curled his lips and said, "Yunhai City has long been my prey. Even if there is no cleanup by Chu Motou, it is still in my plan. It's just killing some fifth-level cultivators to make it easier for me!"
The three fifth-level cultivators left in Yunhai City looked at the demon palace cultivators standing outside. There were six behind the black-robed young man, and all of them were the aura of the perfect fifth-level cultivators. This strength was not a match even in the heyday of Yunhai City, not to mention that the city lord of Yunhai City was killed.
"It's over!"
Just as they were expressing their frustration, a wave of invisible ripples suddenly rippled in the sky, and the cultivators of the Demon Palace turned into ashes one by one. Even the six fifth-level cultivators were all annihilated, and the formation that blocked Yunhai City collapsed. This sudden change caught everyone off guard and they were stunned.
"Eh!" Chu Xun in the restaurant had a flash of surprise on his face. Even if he didn't show up, he only needed a little energy to annihilate these fifth-level demons into dust. But he was surprised that there was still one alive. He took a light step and walked out of the restaurant.
"Senior Chu!"
"Chu Tianzun!"
"Chu Shen!"
The three fifth-level cultivators in the city showed surprise and relief. If it wasn't Senior Chu, who else could have such power to annihilate six terrifying fifth-level cultivators with ease.
"It's Senior Chu!" The people in the city were even more delighted, and their gratitude was beyond words. They were already grateful for destroying the city lord who oppressed the people in the city earlier, and now they have destroyed the looting demon cultivators. It is really a blessing for Yunhai City.
"Chu, Chu, Chu Demon~!" The teeth of the young cultivator in the Demon Palace trembled, and his voice was full of fear. Recently, it has been circulated in the Demon Palace that you should not meet Chu Demon. This sword cultivator who hates evil as much as his hatred, kills more than they do in the Demon Palace wherever he goes. It is almost certain that you will die if you meet him. The most desperate thing is that you can't run away from him.
Seventh Realm cultivator!
Who can run away!
"Still alive, interesting!" Chu Xun murmured.
"Spare my life, spare my life, Senior Chu, spare my life, I am the disciple of Mu Shang, the deputy hall master of the Demon Palace. For Mu Shang's sake, please spare my life!" The young cultivator said in fear, and did not dare to call Chu Xun the Demon.
Chu Xun saw a hazy halo emanating from the other party, which was the amulet left for the younger generation by the Seventh Realm. He also understood why the other party was able to survive, but he also felt a sense of interest. In a selfish organization like the Demon Palace, they were willing to give the younger generation something to protect them, and with so many protectors, they must feel sorry for this disciple.