Chapter 77: Daoist Supernatural Power, All Things as Talismans (Please Subscribe)

Wu Wu Qilu is Qiu Qiu Zhengdao.

Qiu Qiu Zhengdao is Wu Wu Qilu.

"Seeking the righteous path without a fork, only because the body is on the path to immortality!!"

Under the gloomy moonlight, in the hazy night, a soft sound resounded, disturbing Jiang Hu's heartstrings.

"Jiang Hu, long time no see!"

Wu Wu Qilu grinned, as if meeting an old friend, filled with long-lost joy; immediately after, an invisible force surged suddenly, violently shaking Jiang Hu away.

Pfft...

Jiang Hu fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushing out.

The bits and pieces of that night were like a nightmare, descending again!!!

"What's the situation?"

Facing this sudden change, Xiao Qiji's expression changed suddenly, asking in shock.

"Don't go over... he is... that madman from back then..." Jiang Hu gritted his teeth.

"You impersonated a Mount Mao senior, disturbed my Dao heart, and led me to slaughter..."

"Can't be considered impersonation."

Wu Wu Qilu shook his head, the smile on his face becoming colder: "We were originally from the same sect."

"You are Mount Mao..." Xiao Qiji said in shock.

However, before he could finish, he suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you continue?" Wu Wu Qilu sneered at Jiang Hu: "What kind of look is that?"

"Why? Didn't those Daoist priests of Mount Mao tell you?"

"People, they are always deceived by the so-called truth that is one-sided... this is the sorrow of humanity..."

"Refining methods with living people... didn't they teach you that on the mountain?"

Wu Wu Qilu looked at Jiang Hu and Xiao Qiji playfully, not caring at all about their stunned expressions.

"Have you seen a movie?" Wu Wu Qilu changed the subject.

"There is a line in it that is particularly good: a person lives a lifetime, some live as a face, and the face cannot be stained with a speck of dust; some live as the lining..."

"The lining is very dirty."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Wu Qilu laughed, laughing wantonly and wildly, laughing with mockery hidden in the blade.

"A thousand years of inheritance, relying only on light and greatness cannot be passed down to today..."

"Little ghosts, don't be too naive; a world that is not black and white only exists in books."

As he spoke, Wu Wu Qilu looked at Jiang Hu: "Just like you... killing those living people, even if you were completely unaware, but with hands stained with blood, according to their standards, you should die..."

"If I killed you, do you think it's fair? Do you feel that this damned world should change?"

At these words, the smile on Wu Wu Qilu's face revealed a touch of excitement.

"Demon of the Wu Wei Sect..." Xiao Qiji gritted his teeth.

Previously, he had only occasionally heard teachers in the sect mention that this lineage had signs of recovery, but he didn't expect to meet one here today.

"Demon?" Wu Wu Qilu sneered.

"Humans eat grain and meat, turning into corpses; entering the earth, they become mud to nourish plants. Grass and trees live for an autumn, tigers and leopards swallow them into their bellies..."

"Humans, they are just a link in this cycle of heaven; there is birth and death, unrelated to good and evil..."

"The so-called good and evil have never had a distinction between good and evil, right and wrong in the Heavenly Dao..."

"The so-called good and evil are just rules forcibly spoken by sages..."

"That's why the Dao De Jing says, if the sages do not die, the great thieves will not stop... they have stolen the right to speak for the Heavenly Dao..."

Speaking of this, Wu Wu Qilu's gaze slowly retracted from Xiao Qiji: "Little ghost, you can't even see this point, what are you cultivating, what are you refining?"

As the words fell, Wu Wu Qilu's gaze turned.

"Jiang Hu, you are the most perfect talisman I have refined so far... it's a pity, it's not perfect enough..."

As he spoke, Wu Wu Qilu walked toward Jiang Hu.

"You deserve to die..." Jiang Hu gritted his teeth, mobilizing the little true yang left in his body.

At this time, Xiao Qiji was also facing a great enemy, but his body couldn't support it.

"Stand there."

Just then, Shen Shen Qingli blocked Jiang Hu, looking at Wu Wu Qilu vigilantly.

"Mr. Qiu, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply."

"Over these years, I have provided the Shen family with a lot of soul-aspects... it's a pity... you are too useless, failing at the last moment, wasting my high expectations of you." Wu Wu Qilu shook his head.

"You have been fueling the flames behind the scenes." Shen Shen Qingli frowned slightly.

"Can't be considered fueling the flames, I am just going with the flow." Wu Wu Qilu smiled lightly.

"But you... the Shen family is finished, and you are still helping outsiders?"

Wu Wu Qilu stared mockingly at Shen Shen Qingli and couldn't help but click his tongue: "People, they are really contradictory..."

"Your arms are already ruined, and you still dare to be fierce here?"

A cold light flashed in Shen Shen Qingli's eyes, and a talisman was already burning between her slender fingers...

"Grasp Wind Talisman!"

As soon as the talisman burned out, the surrounding wild wind surged, as if grasped by a large hand, like a heavy hammer, smashing toward Wu Wu Qilu.

"One talisman, break the wind!"

Wu Wu Qilu stood motionless, a leaf floating and drifting, landing before him.

As soon as the words fell, a talisman script manifested on that leaf, and in an instant, brilliance soared into the sky, actually turning into a barrier, blocking the sweeping wild wind. The terrifying aftermath shattered the ground, stirring up a wave of dust.

"This... that... that is..."

Under the lonely moon of the sky, there was dead silence.

Jiang Hu, Xiao Qiji, and Shen Shen Qingli, all eyes widened, looking at the figure walking out of the smoke and dust, their trembling faces filled with shock.

They were all cultivators who had studied the talisman path since childhood, and naturally knew what that scene, that hand, and that move meant.

"Daoist supernatural power, all things as talismans!"

Xiao Qiji gritted his teeth, spitting out the words one by one from between his teeth, awe gradually rising in his eyes.

Daoist supernatural power, all things as talismans; once awakened, there is no need to rely on any tools; with a single thought, one can imprint talisman scripts on all things in the world.

Everything will be his talisman.

"It really is all things as talismans..."

Jiang Hu never dreamed that such a Daoist supernatural power, regarded by talisman masters as the highest skill, would appear on a person of the Wu Wei Sect, on a cripple who didn't even have hands.

This was simply unbelievable.

"A horse has no toes, yet can draw the path of ten thousand talismans." Wu Wu Qilu grinned.

"Years ago, I suffered a disaster, left Mount Mao, and instead awakened this supernatural

"The affairs of the world are truly interesting, aren't they?" Wu Wu Qilu walked over slowly, as elegant as a gentleman.

Whoosh...

Shen Shen Qingli became alert instantly; she took a step forward, ready to strike.

"One talisman, Sword Kill!" Wu Wu Qilu said faintly.

A fallen leaf drifted before him. As the words fell, the talisman runes flickered. In an instant, that withered leaf surged out, actually transforming into a black sword light that pierced straight through Shen Shen Qingli's chest with lightning speed.

Shen Shen Qingli's delicate body trembled violently. Without even a chance to react, her last breath of life dissipated, and she fell down stiffly.

"Shen Qingli!"

"Shen Qingli!"

Jiang Hu and Xiao Qiji shouted almost simultaneously. The former's eyes were splitting with rage, and the surging Pure Yang drew golden streamers at his fingertips.

"If one's heart is stirred by life and death, one will surely suffer demonic trials and fall into the nether dust..." Wu Wu Qilu watched Jiang Hu's movements and couldn't help but smile.

"Your cultivation is still not up to par."

At this point, Wu Wu Qilu turned slightly to the side, looking toward the shadows in the corner.

"Little ghost, you are quite insidious, hiding in the dark, trying to find my flaws?"

As the words fell, Zhang Fan walked out from the shadows in the corner, his expression ugly to the extreme.

He had not expected that this guest of the Shen family, who looked the most harmless, was actually the most dangerous existence.

"I heard Hai Zhu mention you. Seeing you today, you are truly special..."

"Wang Tao!?" Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the image of Wang Wang Tiantian—no, Hai Zhu Wang Tao—emerged in his mind.

"I always feel... like we have met somewhere before."

Wu Wu Qilu shook his head.

As the words fell, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly, his heart grew alert, and he subconsciously took a step back. A cold voice then rang in his ear.

"Experts have no flaws!"

Just as the words fell, Wu Wu Qilu's figure bore down like a great mountain.

"True Person Chu!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan looked behind Wu Wu Qilu, showing a look of surprise.

Wu Wu Qilu's heart skipped a beat; he turned around abruptly to look, only to see that it was empty behind him, not even a ghost's shadow!

As for Zhang Fan, he had already fled far away!

"Didn't you say you had no flaws, you bastard?" Zhang Fan slipped away, but his mouth didn't stay idle.

"Little ghost..."

Wu Wu Qilu's expression sank slightly, his lips parted, and he spat out only four words.

"Three talismans, Prison Earth!!!"

Hum...

The three falling leaves instantly branded with runes, shooting toward Zhang Fan, Jiang Hu, and Xiao Qiji respectively. In the blink of an eye, those three leaves transformed into chains like gas and smoke, imprisoning the three of them.

"This talisman can lock the physical body and also trap the Yuan Shen..."

Wu Wu Qilu was powerful to the point of near-suppression. The three young people, let alone having just experienced a battle of techniques, were already exhausted; even in their prime state, they would be hard-pressed to rival him.

"You are all still too green. Come with me." Wu Wu Qilu sneered as he looked at Zhang Fan.

"Presumably, Hai Zhu will be very happy to see you."

As he spoke, Wu Wu Qilu stuck out his tongue, as if he couldn't wait to taste his prey.

Rumble...

At this moment, the weather in the mountains changed suddenly. Dark clouds gathered, obscuring the bright moon, and a rumbling sound came from the sky.

"The weather has changed!?" Wu Wu Qilu subconsciously looked up. The weather in the mountains was fickle, and he didn't pay it any mind.

However, in the sky, the sound of thunder grew louder and louder, as if the Heavenly Lord were enraged, impossible to defy.

Rumble...

At this moment, a bolt of lightning tore through the sky, actually striking horizontally toward Wu Wu Qilu.

(End of chapter)