Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

Yuming rushed into the dark clouds and into the heavy rain. Even though he consecutively took multiple blows, but speaking from a mana point of view, he was still a strong contender that ranked well in this world.

The formidable part of the summoning wind and rain supernatural power was that there was a copious and hard to control power that followed the flow of the wind and rain. No matter how strong the body was or how formidable the Primordial Spirit was, there were still moments when one could not resists the unending wind and rain.

Once Yuming entered, he then realized that every drop of rain and every wisp of wind was not enough to end a life, but the most terrifying part was its constant corrosion. The might that converged from this caused him to have divide part of his power of the heart to withstand it.

The deeper he went in, the fainter the sword groan from the intense fight between Lin Xuanting and Fairy Tianmeng on the outside.

In the end, it was faintly discernable. While at this moment, Yuming already saw his own disciple, Huanzhen.

At the same time, Huanzhen too saw his Honored master. However, Huanzhen’s body was entirely covered with bloody wounds. His golden jade skin had bled with gold like blood. Both pairs of his flesh wings were dropping. For him to be able to still ride on the wind through the sky was already unbelievable.

As for Yanxu, he was nowhere to be seen. Huanzhen was surrounded by wind and rain. It was like countless fine little arrows that interweaved and passed through his entire body.

Yuming hummed coolly and a giant hand that was full of clear Qi lifted Huanzhen. The countless fine little arrows that collide with the giant hand let out sounds of drumming metals. One after another, its strength dispersed.

The giant hand only trembled slight and within the blink of an eye, it brought Huanzhen back.

Huanzhen’s qi dynamic was dim but he still said, “Honored master, I am incompetent.”

Yuming’s stern expression softened a bit but he then restrained his emotions. He simply said, “You just control your internal injuries and just leave the rest to me.”

Yuming’s divine aura extended and was shaped into a humungous sphere like qi shield. Pure and concentrated Qi of Xuanqing flowed in it. It was complete and undamaged and it also slowly turned. No matter just how many wind and rain slapped against it, it ultimately blends into the qi shield which caused its light to shine brighter.

The dark clouds converged into a black lotus flower. A person appeared vividly on it. He was clad in a black robe with some wind pattern on it. It fluttered constantly. The person looked at Yuming and said with mirth, “The heavens that gotten Dao are bright and pure, the earth that gotten Dao is tranquil. It could be said that honored master’s Qi of Xuanqing is truly ingenious. Even my summoning of the wind and rain could not shake you.”

Yuming said chillingly, “Who is your honored master? Yanxu, your evil deeds are uncountable and sooner or later, you will have your retribution.”

Yanxu vaguely smiled as he replied, “Speaking of retribution, it would not be in my hands. It was natural for all being in nature to repay for their breeding. I am in the business of slaughtering but this is also done in accordance with the design of Heaven. The magnanimity of this merit is enough for me to even become Buddha, how would I have retribution?”

He simply waved his hand and thousands of golden beans were thrown out. It gathered on the dark clouds and immediately, one celestial soldier began appearing after another. The numbers were as thick as huckleberries and there were approximately more than ten thousand of them. They circled Yuming.

Yuming’s mind was chilled even more. This was the ‘Casted Beans Soldier Transfiguration’ of the Tiangang Thirty-Six Techniques.

The celestial soldiers layered and stacked and it surrounded Yuming from all directions. They gradually got closer. After that, there were also uncountable amounts of troops and horses being birthed in an uninterruptible flow. It was as though the wind and rain had not stopped and there was no ending to the celestial soldiers.

With this entrapment, two days and nights had actually passed. Within this battle, Yuming’s Qi of Xuanqing exploded a few times and in one breath, he had killed thousands, even ten thousands of celestial soldiers. Nonetheless, the other celestial soldiers would follow up and immediately fill up the hole in front. They were fierce and unafraid of death, as though they wanted to use their numbers to drain Yuming till he died.

Even with Yuming the Honored Celestial’s boundless mana, he still felt the exhaustion in his mind and soul as he continued later on.

However, he still could not recklessly increase his combat capability and breakthrough the tight siege. This was because Yuming felt that now was a good opportunity. He only needed to wait for Lin Xuanting and Daoist Dengfeng to come blazing in and with the many years of mutual understanding between the three of them, it was enough to lay down the Three Talents Formation and give Yanxu an unforgettable lesson of his life. But, as more time went by, Yuming become even more fearful. Why did Daoist Dengfeng and Lin Xuanting not come forth yet?

Could it be that Dengfeng Daoist could not shake off those demonic gods? That Lin Xuanting could not win against Fairy Tianmeng? This was definitely out of his expectation.

Those demonic gods seemed like it lacked intelligence so he estimated that Dengfeng would shake them off really quickly. Ten years ago, Fairy Tianmeng had not attained longevity and was not a figure of matchless talent. It was even not possible for her to rival Lin Xuanting whose cultivation experience had improved aggressively. Nonetheless, the both of them still had not come till now, which caused a dark haze to appear in his mind.

In actual fact, even he did not realize that back in time, whenever he encountered this kind of matter, he would definitely not placed this hope on others. Rather, the person that was now was no longer that ingenious Yuming of the past.

Huanzhen, who was under the wraps of Yuming’s clear light barrier, was seizing every minute and second to recover from his injuries. But with the unending celestial soldiers and the reinforcement that did not arrive, Yuming the Honored Celestial could only last until this evening at most. Then, they would need to break through the heavy siege no matter the cost.

In actual fact, Dengfeng had already long used the Taiyue Real Shape Incantation to temporarily subdue the eleven demonic gods. This was because the qi dynamic of the eleven demonic gods seemed like it colluded, but they were missing a central link. How experienced was Daoist Dengfeng that he had realized its profound mystery after a slight contact with it. He worked his massive mana, moved the mountains and subdued each and every eleven demonic gods. As he was preparing to compress the mark to seal them off, he suddenly realized that the eleven demonic gods turned out to be his lost pupil Chicheng and his other Apprentice-Nephews.

His mind and soul were slightly jarred and a clear sword gleam appeared. It froze space and time and it stabbed him.

It transformed him into an ice sculpture. Simultaneously, the demonic gods were also frozen by the sword gleam and they were unable to move.

He suddenly noticed that a snow like chilling lady appeared in midair. It was Qing Xiao. Back then, he had ambushed Qing Xiao once, and now he was being ambushed.

He forcefully worked the Taiyue Real Shape Incantation to tremble the layers of ice off. However, the flesh of his body was damaged by the Power of Taiyin and he could only rely on his own mana to maintain his body from disintegrating. At the same time, his Primordial Spirit was working sluggishly. Even if he did not want to take care of his flesh and break his Primordial Spirit free of the body, he was afraid that could not display any more mana.

After Qing Xiao thrust her sword, she did not care what happened to Dengfeng afterward. An eye for an eye. Back then he ambushed her once, and now she naturally was returning the favor.

The confrontation between Lin Xuanting and Fairy Tianmeng could be said that it ascended to the heavens and descended to the earth, it was happening at every corner. Under the unrestrained sword aura, the peaks of ten mountains had already been shaven and broken off.

However, each time Lin Xuanting’s magical sword that could easily move like thunder wanted to unleash its invincible might, there was a slight sense of powerlessness. It was as though his mind was fogged with a layer of dismal and his entire being was sinking into shapeless mud.

There was even a thought that sprang to his mind. Why not just surrender? It was like this voice came from the devil and it was extremely enticing. It continuously tugged on his mind and soul and it felt like he was about to enter a bottomless abyss.

…

Shen Lian had returned to Qing Xuan a day before and now it was already close to the evening. He was not at Taiyi Peak but was within the bamboo forest of the Qingliang Peak. The whistling sound of the bamboo leaves was like great waves as it played the most wonderful music in nature, which calmed the mind and soul of others.

Chen Jinchan followed behind Shen Lian. He did not why his newly acquired master brought him into this bamboo forest.

Even though this area could calm oneself and it was suitable to cultivate Qi, there was not much motion in his state of mind and his body could even absorb the Qi of Vitality of the universe to wash over himself.

Therefore, the fixed concentration needed by ordinary people who cultivate Qi to him was directly looked over. This was why he was having a harder time understanding the profound meaning that his master had.