Chapter 212: Unexpected (It's the end of the month, I'm weakly asking for monthly tickets)

That giant storied ship was a magic treasure, and now it seemed it was an extraordinary magic treasure, perhaps Bai Wuchang's object for crossing the tribulation.

Because after Cheng Xinzhan saw the storied ship move, he immediately summoned thunder again to strike the storied ship, but a dark, gloomy light film supported itself on the storied ship, actually blocking the heavenly thunder, leaving itself unharmed.

Immediately afterward, countless pitch-black chains were released from the storied ship, growing wildly like hair from a distance, and every chain was covered with evil ghosts. Cheng Xinzhan looked up from below, and the evil ghosts filling the sky jumped down from the ship like rain, actually obscuring the hole he had just pierced with heavenly thunder.

He was just about to use fire magic to burn the ghosts when he noticed movement behind him. He turned his head and saw water ripples undulating in the void. Afterward, he saw the void being sliced open in many places, and clear water like moonlight and white frost flowed out from the void, converging into a river, surging toward the Ghost Gate Pass talisman pattern around Shen Zhaoming's body.

That water was unknown, but the Ghost Gate Pass talisman pattern was like sand and dust on a stone; washed by the water, it disappeared.

"Xinzhan, you can let me go."

Shen Zhaoming's voice came from the wooden branch green ball. At the same time, the white horsetail whisk had already darted out from the gaps in the leaves. It wasn't that he couldn't break this mantra, but he didn't want Xinzhan to suffer backlash.

Cheng Xinzhan was overjoyed and hurriedly released the mantra.

The white horsetail whisk transformed into a heavenly river once again. This time it rolled backward, and it was more magnificent than any previous time, like a Lushan waterfall flowing backward.

"Jingming Edict, Xu Ancestor descends to the altar;

Water light purifies the world, washing away ten thousand ghosts;

Six Ding break filth, Six Jia punish evil!"

Shen Zhaoming chanted the mantra loudly.

The white silk on the tiny whisk lengthened and continuously branched out, multiplying until, in the end, it was no less numerous than the chains hanging down from the ship, each strand of white silk shimmering with a glistening, watery luster.

When the white silk came into contact with the chains, every strand of white silk transformed into a stream, and in every stream, phantoms of the Six Ding and Six Jia were manifested. The streams wrapped around the chains, brushing over them. The Six Ding and Six Jia held divine weapons, and the evil ghosts on the chains scattered upon impact. Even the chains themselves seemed to be washed by the river of time, being rapidly worn away.

This magic spell was magnificent and powerful, astonishing everyone present. Bai Wuchang felt even more shocked and angry. This storied ship had followed him for many years, and he had begun refining it when he was still at the First Realm. By now, it had already crossed four thunder tribulations. The ghosts on the ship were all born from the ship spirit. Eliminating so many at once was a great injury to the artifact spirit.

Bai Wuchang snorted coldly, chanting words, and the various ghost talisman patterns previously hidden on the storied ship's hull were all revealed at this moment. At the same time, the ship lowered its head and rushed downward, the giant ship body falling in the narrow mountain crack, emitting a sharp explosion.

The streams and Six Ding and Six Jia phantoms rushing backward were gradually shattered under the impact of the giant ship.

Seeing this, Shen Zhaoming's long sword behind his back left its sheath, falling into his hand. He swung the sword, slashing repeatedly, and the snow-white sword Qi, like wheels of rising crescent moons, converged into a torrent, slashing toward the main body of the storied ship.

"Boom—Boom——"

Successive loud bangs came, and the ghost talisman characters on the storied ship resisted the sword light. Some ghost talismans were worn away by the sword light, but the main body of the storied ship was safe, pressing down on the two people's heads like a mountain.

Cheng Xinzhan naturally wouldn't stand by and watch.

He swung his fire sword with his right hand, and purple flames emerged on the sword body. This was the Southern Border Earth Fire refined from the "Purple Fire Rotten Peach Evil." The purple fire condensed into the divine form of a phoenix.

He flicked his left hand on the thunder sword, and the magic sword hummed, erupting with azure thunder. This was the East Sea Heavenly Thunder refined from the "Dragon-Humming Water Lei Gang," and the thunder light condensed into the divine form of a true dragon.

The two sword Qi rushed upward in reverse, Earth Fire accompanied by Heavenly Thunder, Phoenix and True Dragon driving together. The Southern Border's Yin Evil and the East Sea's Yang Gang converged at this moment, and the magnificent momentum caused the celestial phenomena to change. At this moment, above the Soul-Lost Ravine, fire clouds and dark clouds appeared at the same time.

This sword strike not only shocked Bai Wuchang, but even the Eight-Armed Long Wang Cao Jin showed a look of surprise, staring straight at Cheng Xinzhan.

"Boom——"

The thunder-fire sword Qi struck the storied ship, and the fire light and thunder light mixed with Shen Zhaoming's water light sword Qi, exploding into a patch. The ship actually made a shrill howl like a fierce ghost, as if it were enduring immense pain.

After all, one was a ghost-path demon treasure, and the other was an orthodox Daoist method. Under the powerful magic light, the storied ship slowly shrank, and the flickering ghost talisman patterns gradually dimmed and hid back into the ship's hull. In the end, the storied ship was only the size of a palm, transforming into a dark light, wanting to fly back into Bai Wuchang's hand.

Bai Wuchang felt great heartache. Demon-path magic treasures are not easy to refine, and those that can cross thunder tribulations are even rarer. He naturally had to reach out to catch it.

And "Taodu," which had been chasing Bai Wuchang but had not achieved success due to his ghostly movement technique, was already furious. At this moment, seeing the ghost ship flying back, it seized the opportunity, transforming into a speeding stream of light, flying toward the landing point of the ghost ship.

"Ah——"

Bai Wuchang let out a loud cry, his right hand tightly pinching his left wrist. Below the left wrist, it was already empty.

Bai Wuchang's left hand was dissolved by the flying sword, and the ghost ship was also knocked away by "Taodu."

"Burn!"

Cheng Xinzhan pointed his hand at the ghost ship that had flown out, and the ghost ship immediately ignited with golden Yang fire. No matter how the ship grew or shrank, or what kind of ghost cries or dark light it emitted, it couldn't extinguish the Yang fire.

Bai Wuchang felt great hatred, but he needed to dodge the flying sword, so he had no time to go and retrieve the ghost ship, nor did he dare to.

At this moment, the golden Yang fire was still burning on his wrist. He took out a bottle and poured out water emitting black mist from it. This was unknown water, but it could temporarily suppress the Yang fire, preventing it from continuing to burn up Bai Wuchang's arm.

Cheng Xinzhan took the opportunity to retrieve the Shangqing Talisman and continued to fly up and escape with Shen Zhaoming. The magic spells the two had just performed consumed a great deal of magic power, and they couldn't perform such magic spells many times, so it was better to use the thirty-six strategies and run away.

And Bai Wuchang had suffered such a big loss, so how could he let them leave? Thus, he offered up another bell-like magic treasure, holding it in his hand and shaking it.

"Ding-a-ling——"

The bell rang, and the two who were about to fly out of the hole at the top of the ravine groaned, falling downward like wild geese hit by arrows.

In Cheng Xinzhan's Zique, the Youjing and Tai-guang were captured by the bell sound, actually flying out involuntarily!

The two soul spirits flew out of the Zique, flew out of the Inner Landscape Realm, and flew out of the physical body.

On Shen Zhaoming's side, it was the same; all three soul spirits flew out.

What great sect Dao seeds, what Northern and Southern Kui Stars, they were nothing more than this.

A smile hung on Bai Wuchang's face, and Cao Jin also put on a look of lack of interest.

But just at this moment, without Cheng Xinzhan's conscious control, the Mao-Sun Star Official in the Heart Mansion opened its eyes on its own, raised its head, and crowed.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo——"

The crowing sound echoed in the Soul-Lost Ravine, suppressing the eerie bell sound.

Cheng Xinzhan's soul spirit that had left his body heard the crowing, stopped its soul form, and returned to his physical body.

Bai Wuchang also watched helplessly as Cheng Xinzhan's physical body opened its eyes again and stopped its body.

And Shen Zhaoming had a crack open at the center of his brows, actually growing a third eye!

This was a vertical eye, unknown if it was a magic treasure or a divine ability. White divine light shone from the eye, illuminating the three souls that had left his body. The three souls instantly woke up, broke free from the bell sound, and entered the center of his brows along the divine light in the third eye, returning to the Zique.

Cheng Xinzhan offered up the Shangqing Talisman again, the Inner Landscape God Mao-Sun Star Official entered it, directly transforming into the original form of an angry-eyed rooster, crowing loudly!

"Taodu" heard the crowing sound and was very excited, also emitting a sword hum like a rooster crowing. The Dharma form and the rooster crowing sound merged into one, echoing in the Soul-Lost Ravine.

This rooster crowing sound resounded through the Soul-Lost Ravine, and its power was actually greater than the drum-beating thunder sound of the Water Thunder Xia Guan General just now!

Bai Wuchang held his head and screamed in pain. Countless ghosts flew out from his body; these were all the soul spirits he had captured over the years. At this moment, these soul spirits all broke free from Bai Wuchang's control, wandering blankly in the Soul-Lost Ravine.

As for the disciples and elders who hadn't been scared away by the thunder sound and were still in the Soul-Lost Ravine, it was even more so. Their soul spirits flew out from their bodies or magic treasures. No matter how they cast spells to call them back, they wouldn't return. They fled outward in a panic, not wanting their years of cultivation to be destroyed in one day.

The green mist that never dissipated in the Soul-Lost Ravine was gradually dissolved. Soul spirits flew out from the mist, also wandering in the air, drifting aimlessly.

Cheng Xinzhan and Shen Zhaoming looked at the ghosts filling the ravine, then looked at each other, nodded at the same time, pinched seals with their hands, and chanted in unison,

"Wood Duke breaks the binding talisman order, edict to open the iron-enclosed heavy barriers;

Golden hammer shakes and cracks the tribulation locks, jade sword cuts off the chain bindings;

The Three Paths and Five Sufferings all dissipate, the long night opens to light and returns to the original state;

Quickly obey the edict of the East Flower Green Child Heavenly Lord!"

In the way of saving souls and transcending ghosts, although Mount Sanqing and Wan Shougong were not as good as Mount Gezao, as great Daoist sects, it was impossible to say they didn't know how. Moreover, the Yu Zhang Daoist Sect had once jointly established a Nanchang Refining and Transcending Division, also known as the "Zhu-Ling Fire Mansion," which was specifically for transcending wandering ghosts and evil spirits in the world.

At this moment, what the two were chanting together was the scripture for unsealing and releasing in the transcendence scriptures of the "Zhu-Ling Fire Mansion":

"East Flower Cave Mystery Prison-Breaking and Binding-Unlocking Mantra."

When Cheng Xinzhan chanted the mantra, he drove the Wood Mansion Inner Landscape God, and the East Flower Emperor divine form chanted the mantra himself. Thus, visions of green lotuses and Dharma texts emerged in the void, gathering into flowing firefly-like magnificent light, flying up toward the hole at the top of the mountain ravine.

Those wandering souls received guidance and followed closely behind the green lotuses and Dharma texts, leaving.

Cheng Xinzhan and Shen Zhaoming followed behind the wandering souls and also flew away from the Soul-Lost Ravine.

Suddenly seeing the light, the two squinted their eyes, still a bit unaccustomed.

"How dare you!"

Bai Wuchang shouted. These two heaven-killing people were going to destroy his Dharma lineage and the foundation of the Soul-Lost Ravine!

He flew in pursuit, also arriving outside the ravine. At the same time, he pointed several times on his chest and abdomen, finally forming a seal in front of his chest. Afterward, he saw a Jin Dan fly out from the top of his heavenly spirit.

This was a dark-green Jin Dan, shaped like a duck egg.

Millimeter light gradually flashed on the Jin Dan, and finally, it shone brightly, making it impossible for people to look directly at it. Waiting for the light to gradually converge, the Jin Dan was gone from its original place, replaced by a fierce ghost Dharma form with a green face and protruding teeth, standing sixty or seventy zhang tall.

This was not the unique manifestation of the Inner Landscape God of the Shangqing Sect, nor was it some bluffing trick or illusion, but a solid Jin Dan Dharma form.

The Jin Dan Dharma form indicates the Dao path, and is closely related to the Nascent Soul Dao Realm and the natural harmony of the Dao. The timing of forming a Jin Dan Dharma form is different for everyone. Some form it after one washing, some find it hard to form after five washings, depending only on when one can see one's own Dao clearly.

Bai Wuchang's Dao is the Fierce Ghost Dao. If one day he can smoke from his ancestral grave and reach the Fourth Realm, then his Dao Realm is very likely to be a ghost kingdom. To tell the truth, for a ghost-path demon cultivator, reaching the Fifth Realm is basically impossible. If he really gets the luck of heaven and enters the Fifth Realm, then his best ending is to harmonize with a piece of the Netherworld earth vein and dominate for a time. As for becoming an immortal, I'm afraid he doesn't even dare to think about it.

Without further ado, after Bai Wuchang's Dharma form appeared, the wind and clouds changed, and dark clouds crushed the mountain. The spiritual energy in this area was affected. This fierce ghost Dharma form had six arms, holding a spear, holding a chain, holding a bell, and holding a sword, attacking together.

Cheng Xinzhan and Shen Zhaoming felt their scalps tighten; this Bai Wuchang had too many means!

Cheng Xinzhan controlled the "Taodu" flying sword, and then used the magic sword to assist with mantras and talisman techniques. Shen Zhaoming also used magic swords, horsetail whisks, and talismans, and offered up a white jade mirror like a full moon that hadn't been seen before. Only then did they barely fight to a draw with Bai Wuchang's Jin Dan Dharma form.

The two found gaps several times to injure Bai Wuchang's physical body and could have found an opportunity to leave, but every time the two tried to escape, the Eight-Armed Long Wang Cao Jin would block their path, forcing the two to retreat, waiting for Bai Wuchang to catch his breath and attack again.

After three or four times like this, Bai Wuchang could let go even more, and his fighting style became increasingly fierce.

Under such circumstances, the magic power of the two was rapidly consumed, but the fierce ghost Dharma form showed no signs of sluggishness in its movements.

"Careful!"

Cheng Xinzhan performed a capturing technique again, pulling Shen Zhaoming a distance horizontally from the void. He cultivated the five elements, and also learned the visualization and Qi-eating method, forming multiple Inner Landscape Gods, and was a Jin Dan of a very high grade, so his magic power was much higher than others of the same realm. Although Shen Zhaoming was also a Dao seed figure, after a long time, his magic power was still consumed severely. Just now, he was slow in casting spells, and was caught by a flaw.

"Woo-oo———"

A sound like a flute, ethereal and low, swayed at the peak of the Xiangxi mountains, lingering for a long time. Cheng Xinzhan performed the Qi-Abode divine ability "Whale Absorption," recovering quite a bit of magic power, while covering for Shen Zhaoming, fighting Bai Wuchang with all his might.

He didn't know that his performance had already made Bai Wuchang and Cao Jin very surprised. Such magic power had already exceeded that of an ordinary three-washed Jin Dan!

"Suppress!"

Cheng Xinzhan chanted a mantra, and the phantoms of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks flashed. He beat back the Dharma form again, but Cao Jin blocked behind him again.

Cheng Xinzhan felt stifled, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He didn't hesitate or delay, immediately pinching a mantra seal. A brilliant Jin Dan flew out from the top of his heavenly spirit, shimmering with hazy thunder light.

He pointed his hand at the Jin Dan and chanted loudly,

"Appear!"

The Jin Dan had its own spirituality. Being pointed at by Cheng Xinzhan like this, it immediately released immeasurable light, like a golden sun. The dragon patterns and tiger images on the elixir seemed to come alive, flying away from the Jin Dan, wandering in the light,

"Ang——"

"Roar——"

A dragon roar, a tiger roar.

The Jin Dan's light shone on the fierce ghost Dharma form. The Dharma form's face immediately twisted, and the dragon roar and tiger roar made it tremble incessantly, its six hands holding its head and howling.

In the howling sound, the Dharma form gradually couldn't maintain itself, and in the end, it actually transformed back into the dark-green Jin Dan body, flying toward Bai Wuchang's physical body.

Bai Wuchang seemed to have seen something extremely absurd, shouting,

"Why! Why! Why!"

The Jin Dan suppression was indeed effective. Cheng Xinzhan immediately retrieved his Jin Dan, while secretly thinking in his heart:

By my five-element cultivation, by my hundred-aperture penetration, by my Crown Prince riding a yellow dragon and Moon God sitting on a green tiger, by my first-class Earth Evil of Mount Juqu, by my sect's thousand-year rain of sweet dew.

What did you, Bai Wuchang, use to form your elixir?

The demon lost his composure, and Cheng Xinzhan naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity.

At this time, another Cheng Xinzhan suddenly appeared behind Bai Wuchang. A white bone flying sword, like an embroidery needle, appeared from nowhere, piercing from the back of Bai Wuchang's head and flying out from the center of his brows. After flying out, it released purple-red rainbow light, and crashed into the dark-green Jin Dan that was about to return to the body.

Cracks like a tortoise shell formed on the surface of the Jin Dan. Bai Wuchang screamed and spat out a large mouthful of heart blood.

Cheng Xinzhan was not surprised that he couldn't completely destroy the Jin Dan. "Youdu" hadn't been tempered for long, and Bai Wuchang's Jin Dan had already been washed four times. But what Cheng Xinzhan didn't expect was that Bai Wuchang had some treasure in his Zique. The flying sword pierced through his skull, but actually couldn't destroy his Primordial Spirit.

The cracked dark-green Jin Dan was knocked away by the flying sword, emitting a mournful cry, and then, as if desperate, flew back at a faster speed, throwing itself into Bai Wuchang's abdomen.

Cheng Xinzhan had to be unexpected twice to succeed in seriously injuring Bai Wuchang. At this moment, he naturally had to beat the drowning dog. "Taodu" shone brightly, chasing after Bai Wuchang's physical body and stabbing over. If he were hit by "Taodu," Cheng Xinzhan didn't believe Bai Wuchang's Primordial Spirit and Jin Dan could still resist.

However, at this time, the Eight-Armed Long Wang's face was already blacker than the bottom of a pot. He wanted to take the opportunity to test Bai Wuchang's depth, and at the same time, he didn't want to kill two very famous Daoist sect disciples with his own hands. But he didn't expect that this Cheng Xinzhan would almost kill Bai Wuchang right under his nose!

"Good courage!"

Cao Jin spat out two words from between his teeth, raised his hand and threw a thunderbolt, knocking away "Taodu" and saving Bai Wuchang's life.

The bamboo body and the physical body stood together. The two Cheng Xinzhans laughed loudly at the same time, saying in unison,

"Cao Jin! Can you still stand by at this moment? Just come, this poor Daoist will accompany you to the end!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 213 =====