Chapter 785: No Place to Return on Jade Jing Shan, Shaoqing Goes Mad Because of the Sword

Yan Shu quietly said in Ning Qingchen's ear: "Ning Ning Shimei, do you want to show the Mountain-Driving Whip?"

Ning Qingchen was so frightened that she widened her eyes and looked at Yan Shu.

Yan Shu felt a bit embarrassed by her look, so he could only say brightly: "Nothing, I just wanted to see how bad the Qian Shidi could be!"

"What if he took a fancy to the Yu family's things again?"

Ning Qingchen's blaming look made Yan Shu feel embarrassed, as if he were as naughty as Qian Shidi...

"If Yan Yan Shixiong wants to show it to them, you can go! Why ask me." Ning Qingchen stuffed the Mountain-Driving Whip into Yan Shu's hand and smiled: "Does Yan Yan Shixiong think I covet other people's things? It's not that Qian Shidi calculated this dirty thing for me..."

Yan Shu picked up the Mountain-Driving Whip and gradually felt it was handy, so he tucked it into his sleeve and watched how Yu Changsheng and Master Zhutanmo negotiated.

Yu Changsheng stood proudly on Jade Jing Shan, looking down at Master Zhutanmo, but he also noticed that his aura was obscure and the golden alms bowl in his hand was dim. His heart turned, and he suddenly became wary of the Buddhist Vinaya Sect that had not yet arrived. He also glanced at the Cao Prince who was sitting on the Ice Well Terrace, and suddenly opened his mouth and smiled: "My son met with disaster, it really cannot be blamed on others! But the loss of the family's heavy treasure makes Yu extremely anxious, and I am determined to give the family an explanation."

"If the Yuezhi Bodhisattva is willing to guarantee them, why not come up and talk!"

Master Zhutanmo showed compassion, really not having the heart to see the Yu family seek death. He thought about it and felt that this matter really could not be dealt with.

And if the Yu family was unwilling to let it go, it would implicate the Cao Prince and the many people of Northern Wei, which he could not bear.

So he opened his mouth to agree.

But at this time, the Blood Sea Fu Fu Lao Mo interrupted him, picking his nose, and said: "You say it's your family's heavy treasure, so it's your family's heavy treasure?"

"When the Mountain-Driving Whip was in the hands of Immortal Qin, it was known to everyone, but how it fell into the hands of your Yu family is hard to say! I am afraid it is also a dirty thing obtained by killing and looting. To boast so brazenly that it is a family heavy treasure, my Demon Sect cannot stand it!"

"After all..."

The Fu Fu Lao Mo slapped the table: "The things my Demon Sect takes a fancy to, damn it, must be snatched!"

"Even if it's an heirloom of your family, something brought through the three letters and six etiquettes, or even your own flesh and blood, it's all the same. Spiritual treasures have no masters; those with virtue shall possess them... By what right can your Yu family snatch it, but I, of the Demonic Path, cannot?"

Yu Changsheng had a cold expression and said: "The Mountain-Driving Whip was bestowed by the Heavenly Court when my Yu family suppressed the lawlessness of Immortal Qin. What is not bright about its origin? Who dares to snatch it?"

The Fu Fu Lao Mo grinned and said: "That depends on whether our fellow Daoists in the Earth Immortal Realm recognize the Heavenly Court or Immortal Qin?"

"The Heavenly Court is ordered by Yuan Shi to rule the heavens! It is naturally the orthodoxy of the myriad worlds, and the Great Dao resides in it... Fu Fu Lao Mo, do you dare to oppose Heaven?"

"Hahaha... my fellow Daoists in the Nine Nethers of the Blood Sea do the business of opposing Heaven."

After the Fu Fu Lao Mo cultivated the Immortal Demon Body, he had been wanting to find a softer but somewhat famous Primordial Spirit to try and pinch the persimmon of the Primordial Spirit, to raise his reputation as the Blood-Sucking Daoist.

So that others would not still call him the Fu Fu Lao Mo of the Blood Sea, Fu Fu Lao Mo, Demon Head.

Now he had taken a fancy to Yu Changsheng and wanted to test his Primordial Spirit means.

For this, the Fu Fu Lao Mo did not hesitate to pull in Master Zhutanmo, just to borrow the spirit treasure golden alms bowl in his hand at a critical moment.

He could see that Master Zhutanmo had truly taken a fancy to him. These Buddhist bald donkeys were like cowhide glue, once stuck, they could not be shaken off. It was better to use this to plan one or two benefits for himself.

And he had offended a great figure in the Blood Sea Dao. If necessary, it was not impossible to go to the Buddhist sect to avoid the limelight.

Yu Changsheng also turned his mind and invited the Fu Fu Lao Mo: "Since you, this demon, are so rampant and disrespectful, and want to test my means, you can go to the foot of the Immortal Tree to learn! Does the Yuezhi Bodhisattva want to go together?"

Master Zhutanmo looked at this place worriedly, but still put his palms together and said: "This old monk will follow the two to mediate!"

The three raised their escape lights and fell straight toward the foot of the Immortal Tree.

Yu Changsheng unfolded his Dao method, and a seat of jade light permeated, gradually shrouding a thousand miles. Within, the jade light rolled, which was a kind of immortal light condensed to the extreme, incredibly divine.

And the Fu Fu Lao Mo's side was too familiar. He shook his body, and his demon body soared a thousand zhang. A high-pitched elephant cry rang out, and the Black Mountain suppressed hell. Infinite magic power wrapped around the totem pillar, smashing the jade light of several hundred miles to pieces with one strike.

And there was a Pure Land released by the golden alms bowl in Master Zhutanmo's hand, mediating in the center.

Yan Shu saw it clearly. When the Fu Fu Lao Mo went out, he gave himself a look full of murderous intent. Immediately, he was dissatisfied in his heart. What does this Fu Fu Lao Mo mean?

As a dignified Shaoqing True Transmission, do I have to be in the same boat as him and take the opportunity to silence him?

Just when Yan Shu thought the Ice Well Terrace was easy to stay on, he saw an old man from the Yu family fly down and land on the Ice Well Terrace, scanning everyone with an aggressive momentum.

The Cao Prince flattered on the side: "Those who come are guests. Everyone sitting here is a young talent of each family. If the Elder is interested, you can also call the young generation of Jade Jing Shan and let them make trouble together. We old generation can just watch and laugh on the side!"

The Yu family Elder just said coldly: "Young talents? My family's Lingxiao is the true talent. He formed a First-Rank Golden Core at a young age and was bestowed the name by the ancestor of the Upper Realm with the Lingxiao Palace!"

"What a great fortune this is?"

"Now he was killed by someone for no reason! Even if the elders of these people's sects come, they must give Jade Jing Shan an explanation. If they covet my family's supreme treasure and swallowed the Mountain-Driving Whip, even your ancestor must personally come to Jade Jing Shan to give us an explanation. The Heavenly Court is above, it is not up to you to be disrespectful..."

Xu Daofu said lightly: "I only know the three ancestors of the Daoist sect, and the Yuan Shi Great Heavenly Venerable is above. I don't know any Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court."

Yan Shu also smiled and said: "My Shaoqing also doesn't know what the Heavenly Court's law is. Is it the law that indulges their generation?"

A True Transmission of the Demon Consciousness Sect also sneered: "The Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao has not heard of the Heavenly Court. Why don't you ask the Yu Yu Jiuyou Demon Zangshan Laozu? The Demon Zangshan Laozu is used to promoting juniors. If you go and ask, he will definitely not be stingy in answering."

"Humph! Juniors are arrogant!"

The Yang Spirit of the Yu family waved his hand and sent out a thunder light. The cloud tower on the Ice Well Terrace trembled, and the seal of the forty-sixth layer was about to be shattered by that thunder, causing everyone to fall off the building.

Sword light flashed. Yan Shu's sword qi was like silk, bypassing the tables and chairs in the cloud tower. Under the various sword qi, everything fragile was entwined. The sword light only pierced through that thunder light, and the sword silk entwined within, extinguishing it.

And Xu Daofu opened his hand and struck out five-colored mysterious light, firmly protecting the building.

These Daoist disciples were humble on the outside, and even mortal women and children could lower their heads to talk, but when they met those who held their noses to the sky, they would only be more arrogant than them.

"Juniors!" The Yu family Yang Spirit said coldly: "I originally only wanted to interrogate you, but looking at it this way, there is a ghost in your hearts, so I have to take you down!"

"Enough!"

The Cao Prince was furious, flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "Although you are honored guests, you cannot ignore my Cao family like pigs and dogs. Elder Yu, please go out first. Wait until the Clan Leader Yu comes back, then talk about other things!"

On the Jade Jing Shan not far away, an old man with graying temples and wearing a fur robe asked an old man with white hair beside him: "Those are all True Transmissions of the Daoist and Buddhist sects. The second brother is forcing them so hard, causing their dissatisfaction. In the future, I am afraid it will affect the relationship between my Jade Jing Shan and the Daoist and Buddhist sects!"

The old man sneered: "I let the second brother go, just because I didn't want them to live!"

The fur-robed old man was shocked and said: "Eldest brother, do you want to trap my Jade Jing Shan in injustice by doing this? So many True Transmissions of various sects, if they all die at our hands..."

"Then what can they do to me?"

"Jade Jing Shan is half outside the sky! Even Primordial Spirit True Immortals cannot find it easily. Moreover, the ancestor was humiliated. If we just stand by and watch, that is the monstrous disaster! A few True Transmission disciples, can we let them go out and spread the ancestor's ugly deeds?"

The Yu family members present all sank their expressions. They really were not afraid of provoking people in the Earth Immortal Realm.

But if the great figure behind them in the Heavenly Court was furious.

That would be death without a burial place!

"Eldest brother is right. These people, not one can be let go! I observe that before the Clan Leader left, he should have had this intention... Even if we can't kill them all, we must let them know what's good for them. The dignity of a Dao Lord of the Heavenly Court is not something they can offend!"

"Offenders die!"

There was also an old man of the Yu family who came up with an idea: "I observe that the Cao family knows how to advance and retreat, but if they can't get over the face and want to make things difficult for us, now that the Clan Leader is not here, it is a bit difficult."

"Why not trick them onto the mountain and suddenly strike a ruthless hand!"

The Great Elder of the Yu family nodded, raised his hand and threw out something, saying: "Among these people, the group of sword madmen of Shaoqing has always been stubborn. You give this to the second brother and lure him up first."

"Then don't easily offend Doushu Palace. Kill the chicken of Shaoqing and show it to them; Sun En is also a dead bone in the tomb. The Heavenly Court doesn't say anything, but the Daoist sect is also extremely dissatisfied with his inheritance of the Taiping Dao and Yellow Heaven Dao lineage, and he is unable to take care of himself. Don't let his disciples go either."

"Guanghan Palace?"

He showed a sneer: "Just women, killing them all is fine; the North Pole Great Brightness Palace is also a side door, and the Buddhist sect has requests from the Heavenly Court. The demons should be killed all. Among these people, there is no one my Yu family cannot afford to provoke."

The Great Elder of the Yu family looked at the True Transmissions of various sects, and a deep coldness flowed from his bones, saying: "Didn't they say they saw with their own eyes that the ancestor was bitten to death by a dog?"

"Use this magic treasure to capture their souls!"

"In the future, find a litter of puppies, erase their primordial spirits, send all their souls into them, and then use this as a sacrifice to comfort the ancestor! Although this dog is not one of the three sacrifices, it is also a proper sacrifice. A group of self-righteous people, forever as livestock, should be able to let the ancestor vent his anger!"

The Great Elder of the Yu family threw a Ten Thousand Soul Bell to the Third Elder. Over there, the Second Elder of the Yu family had already taken out the thing that had just been sent by someone.

"Shaoqing kid, do you recognize this?"

The Second Elder of the Yu family presented a broken jade hairpin.

Yan Shu's expression was solemn. He took it with both hands, looked at the familiar jade hairpin, closed his eyes, sensed the qi and observed his heart, saw the sword light in his heart, and only after a long time did he open his mouth: "I don't know where this junior sister of mine is now?"

The Second Elder of the Yu family sneered: "Is this the attitude of your Shaoqing disciples when asking for help?"

Yan Shu suppressed his murderous intent and said word by word: "Please... Elder, tell me, where is this junior sister of Yan's now?"

The Second Elder of the Yu family then showed a trace of a smile. He deliberately delayed for a few minutes, but did not see Yan Shu's anxiety. His eyes were still as deep as the sea, and then he said coldly: "If you want to know, come up to Jade Jing Shan and perform the etiquette of confession. Like this, without manners, is this the appearance of asking for help?"

After saying this, he turned and left.

Yan Shu took a few deep breaths, pinched the Mountain-Driving Whip in his sleeve, and said to Ning Qingchen: "Ning Ning Shimei, wait for me first!"

Ning Qingchen shook her head: "I have formed a Golden Core in Shaoqing for several years, and I am also familiar with Ning Ning Shimei Ying. I will go with Yan Yan Shixiong!"

Lin Mingxiu looked at the two of them and suddenly clasped his fists: "Yan Yan Shixiong Yan, you can go without any scruples. Shenxiao Sect will definitely advance and retreat with Yan Yan Shixiong!"

Ling Gong also pinched the Taiji seal and nodded solemnly: "Doushu Palace is also the same."

Tying the green ox at the foot of the mountain.

Yan Shu and Ning Qingchen climbed Jade Jing Shan side by side. He saw from afar that the aura on the mountain was not good, and he just sneered in his heart: Fortunately, there was no kindness in his heart either.

Shaoqing has been chivalrous for so many years, but people have forgotten—sword cultivators are also killers!

Yan Shu took the lead and walked to the top of the mountain, seeing the three elders of the Yu family standing side by side, high above.

Under the shroud of Jade Jing Shan's aura, like gods, the momentum pressed horizontally toward the two, and it was even more targeted at Ning Qingchen, as if they had to make her kneel down.

The seal of Jade Jing Shan was secretly activated, shaving off their cultivation and Dao practice.

The green ox held the broken stone plate in its mouth, and the Ear Dao God on its back was leisurely painting. The ox ear cattail fan showed its excitement.

"Fight, fight... kill them until rivers of blood flow!"

"Jade Jing Shan has my old ox here, the Six Paths Samsara Great Array suppresses everything. It's just a Jade Jing Shan without a Primordial Spirit presiding over it, what can it do?"

The Ear Dao God also waved his bean-sprout-like little fists, and the babbling sound, with the ferocity of not fearing trouble, was milky and fierce.

The Jade Capital Three Elders saw Yan Shu coming to visit the mountain and brought a woman, and they were also disdainful in their hearts. The Second Elder smiled: "When the time comes, we will cut off the woman's head in front of him. I wonder how surprised he will be?"

"Capture the soul and ask..."

The Great Elder's expression was as usual, his clothes fluttering in the wind, carrying a faint 'immortal qi' on weekdays.

The Third Elder gave a muffled hum: "Shaoqing disciples are usually arrogant, but they don't know that Shaoqing has guarded the Yu Yu Jiuyou rift beneath the Jianmu for many years. The eternal demon tribulation is imminent. In our calculations, they are already a dead move!"

"Can't move, and still want to have the prestige of the past?"

"In the great tribulation, various forces are entangled with each other. Even if they have a thousand kinds of power, they are trapped in the game and cannot move at all. Only my Yu family has escaped early, but has always been the piece guarding the corner, just waiting for the anti-heaven fanatics of the Earth Immortal Realm!"

"Today, let them understand that the Heavenly Might is unpredictable!"

Yan Shu walked step by step to the top of Jade Jing Shan, facing the three elders of the Yu family looking down at him from high above.

He just raised his hand, neither humble nor arrogant: "Dare to ask everyone..."

He raised his head, his bright eyes as firm as a sword: "Where is my Shaoqing disciple?"

"Rude!"

The Second Elder of the Yu family still had his white hair fluttering and shouted: "I have already taught you a lesson once, but you are still so rude. Is this the kind of person who doesn't know etiquette that Shaoqing taught?"

Yan Shu stepped onto the steps of the main hall at the top of Jade Jing Shan, not stopping at all. All seals were like water meeting fish, sliding past him.

The Great Elder of the Yu family frowned, feeling something was wrong, and immediately said kindly: "Nephew Yan, don't be impatient. This hairpin was also picked up by us unintentionally. Knowing that Nephew Yan is concerned about his fellow sect members, we came to say hello. This is just to ask where our family's heavy treasure was lost?"

"Why is Nephew so reckless?"

Yan Shu had already arrived three steps in front of them. The eyes of the three people high above the hall were either suspicious, or rampant, or contemptuous. Yan Shu had no fluctuations in his heart, and even the anger of the life and death of his fellow sect members was cut off by the heart sword.

At this moment, there was only coldness to the extreme in his heart—killing intent!

"The Mountain-Driving Whip that everyone asked about..."

The three stared at Yan Shu without blinking, but saw him raise his sleeve and wave it toward the Great Elder of the Yu family. Under the rolling flying sleeves, a mixed iron cyan light carrying infinite mountain shadows was compressed into a black light.

Using the method of sword movement, the whip light arrived at the body as soon as he raised his hand, and Jade Jing Shan trembled. Before the three could react, they saw the spiritual light strike. The Great Elder's head exploded into blood flowers, and his Yang Spirit was also blown up alive by that whip light.

The Cao Prince saw from afar that on Jade Jing Shan, a group of spiritual light exploded...

He gasped in horror: "Ruthless man!"

At the same time, Ning Qingchen's sword light rose. The Ice Soul Divine Sword was incredibly penetrating, like the divine light of ice and jade. With just a sway, it had already slashed in front of her.

Then the sword light fell from heaven, from the heart, and from various emotional threads, locking onto the origin of the soul.

The Second Elder just opened his mouth slightly, and his head fell to the ground, frozen into a ball, and shattered into pieces.

Among them, the Yang Spirit had already been extinguished by the sword light of cutting off emotions...

The only Third Elder who could react raised the Ten Thousand Soul Bell, and various soul-shaking heavenly sounds went toward the two. The immortal light of Jade Jing Shan gathered toward him, condensed on him, wrapped him, and quickly retreated into the hall, and heavy seals fell.

He was disheveled and crazy in his eyes, but at this time he still didn't understand why this mere Shaoqing True Transmission dared to be so bold!

Yan Shu didn't care about him, but carried the iron whip and knocked on the young Yu family disciples beside the three Yu family elders one by one, often killing one with just one whip.

The young Yu family cultivators struggled to raise their magic treasures.

But they were directly broken open by the Mountain-Driving Whip, and with a knock on the forehead, they immediately straightened their limbs and fell to the ground, their souls shattered!

"Grandpa! Grandpa..."

Ning Qingchen's blade light was like a streak of silk; with just one horizontal sweep, he severed all the Yu family members who dared to surround them at the waist. Their souls, split in two, were frozen by the Ice Soul Divine Light, yet they were still crawling around on the ground, looking like some kind of fierce ghost that didn't know it was dead.

Someone was knocking on the hall door, shouting loudly.

The Third Elder in the hall had fallen into huge self-doubt. Through the hall door, he vaguely saw someone hitting the door with their head.

Soon the sound of calling disappeared, leaving only the shadow hitting the door, dragging its empty lower body...

The Third Elder of the Yu family was almost crazy, hiding in the deepest part of the main hall, muttering: "How dare you? How dare you?"

Yan Shu turned his head and glanced. Ning Qingchen's Taiyin Divine Sword was neat. The name of Guanghan Fairy was not easy, so he knew that the Ning Ning Shimei was reliable, and walked toward the back mountain alone.

On the way, a Yu family woman saw Yan Shu carrying an iron whip and curiously stepped forward to ask: "Who are you? Why can you enter our Yu family?"

Yan Shu bowed deeply to her, as if apologizing.

Then a whip swung out, and the young head fell along with life.

Walking through the back mountain, no matter who he met on the way, Yan Shu hit with a whip and took their lives. When he arrived at the place where the Yu family refined medicine and weapons in the back hall, an old Yu family elder rushed up. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, he said angrily to Yan Shu: "Dog thief! Do you still have any heart of a Daoist?"

A sword flew out of Yan Shu's sleeve, piercing his Yin Spirit and nailing it to the plaque of the back hall.

"The heart of a Daoist? Shaoqing only talks about it on the sword."

He pushed open the hall door, only to see a group of Yu family cultivators in the hall turning back in shock, looking at Yan Shu, who was indifferent and carrying the Mountain-Driving Whip upside down, with helplessness in their eyes. A young man said: "Is what you are holding the Mountain-Driving Whip of our Yu family?"

Yan Shu hooked the corner of his mouth and showed a smile: "Now it's mine!"

Mountain-Driving and Stone-Moving Great Divine Ability!

In the back hall, suddenly everything was squeezed together, the liquid wrapped in soft bodies was squeezed out, gathered together for a time, and spread out.

At this moment, on Jade Jing Shan—rivers of blood flowed!

The green ox watched the murderous aura rising to the sky on the mountain from afar and couldn't help but shiver, saying: "Sword madman! Can't these people use their brains to think about why Shaoqing cultivators are called sword madmen?" ===== CHAPTER 786 =====