Chapter 139

As the words fell.

Ding Xian suddenly felt the heaven and earth spinning, and his eyes were instantly dazed.

When he opened his eyes again and his mind was clear, he had been moved by a great divine power and was suddenly transported into the Daoist temple.

"Little ghost Ding Xian, pays respects to Daoist Lord Qiao! Wishing the Daoist Lord early success in immortal career, ten thousand blessings without boundaries!"

In front of the offering table, that solemn statue had disappeared.

Replacing it was a handsome Daoist with a face like a crown of jade on the left meditation cushion.

He was wearing a deep green treasure robe, wearing a Yuan Yang Great Lotus Treasure Crown, and tied a three-foot sword around his waist with a seven-colored silk ribbon.

Just the sharp and fierce energy occasionally leaking from the sword body revealed a peerless spirit that seemed to want to cut through all gods and ghosts in the heavens, shaking mountains and cutting down peaks!

It made Ding Xian, who was bowing and saluting, unable to help but have his hair stand on end and his heart jump with fear.

He wished he could lower his head, lower and lower... and bow into the dust, so as to avoid that surging and killing-heaven cold sword intent!

"Your cultivation in sword Dao has been slack in recent years, Ding Xian."

Seeing Ding Xian's miserable appearance, with his two legs trembling, almost sweating profusely, and his mind unable to hold itself.

Qiao Yubi raised his eyes expressionlessly, flicked his fingers slightly, and flicked on the three-foot sword at his waist, dispelling that wanton sword intent, which made Ding Xian feel relieved, and his heart slowly let out a sigh of relief.

He said indifferently:

"So many years, since I cut the mountain into a pillar and left the cultivation path of 'Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui', nearly sixty years have passed, and you have not yet cultivated to the realm of 'Sword Qi Thunder Sound'?"

Ding Xian had just relaxed, but now his heart was fiercely lifted again.

He stammered, not knowing what to say for a moment, and immediately showed a look of shame, only able to give a bitter laugh.

"Power, wealth, and all kinds of things are nothing but external things. It seems that ordering you, Ding Xian, to manage the Five-Wu Yun Ye back then actually harmed your cultivation."

Qiao Yubi said:

"Years ago, when I opened the altar to preach, you and Lou Fu were the two most outstanding in sword Dao talent among the thousands of people. Remember, remember, don't forget the firm heart towards the Dao you had back then."

"Daoist Lord... Little ghost understands, I will definitely engrave it in my heart!"

Ding Xian was even more ashamed upon hearing this, gritted his teeth, immediately knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

"Due to the sect rules of the Zhongyi Sword Sect, although I cannot take you and Lou Fu into the sect to teach, it is not that I cannot give you two a Daoist site to live and survive."

Qiao Yubi said plainly:

"Ding Xian, if you can cultivate to the realm of 'Sword Qi Thunder Sound' within twenty years, I will bestow upon you a test talisman edict of the Wanxiang Palace.

The deputy palace master who is about to take office in that heavenly Xuan Sect has always followed the rule of 'teaching without discrimination,' treating demons, humans, and ghosts equally. The Wanxiang Palace is my fourth clan uncle, if I come forward personally, he should sell me, Qiao Yubi, a thin face."

Ding Xian was shocked by these words, as if he had been shaken by thunder in his ears.

Immediately, he was somewhat lost, only feeling golden stars scattering before his eyes, unable to stand firmly.

Wanxiang Palace—

This heavenly Xuan Sect located in the tomorrow, he had also heard of it during the casual talk when Qiao Yubi preached.

Although Wanxiang Palace cannot be compared with the Eight Sects and Six Sects of Xudu Heaven, it also has a Daoist Lord sitting in the sect, governing all living beings in the Yanfu, and is famous!

And he is just a meager yin ghost body in the Earth Abyss...

If he could truly enter this heavenly Xuan Sect to cultivate, even if he cultivated to the Yin God realm, he could hope for one or two!

"I have already spoken to Lou Fu about this matter, but seeing that your temperament is unstable, I put it aside for the time being. You still need to be diligent in cultivation in the future, don't give up on yourself."

Qiao Yubi didn't look at Ding Xian's grateful appearance, only after teaching this disciple.

He reached into his sleeve, took out a beast-head token, and handed it to Ding Xian:

"Since that Chen Hang has obtained the inheritance of 'Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui', he has formed karma with the old monster Yin Xing. After he cultivates and leaves seclusion, you give him this token on my behalf."

"This is?"

Although Ding Xian had doubts, he still took it respectfully.

He looked at it curiously several times, but couldn't see any clues, so he asked: "May I ask the Daoist Lord, is this an immortal Dharma artifact or some secret treasure?"

"It's just a relic of the old monster Yin Xing. The things that need to be explained have been said, I won't stay long. You should take care of yourself in cultivation."

After Qiao Yubi finished saying this indifferently, his body turned into a sword light and dissipated, reflecting the four walls as bright as mercury.

The sword light flew down in front of the offering table and turned back into a solemn statue, solemn and motionless.

"Little ghost respectfully sends off Daoist Lord Qiao!"

Seeing this, Ding Xian hurriedly performed a great salute.

Only after Qiao Yubi withdrew his thoughts from the air and the statue returned to the appearance of a clay sculpture and wood carving, did he slowly raise his head, his expression was extremely complex,

Since Qiao Yubi beheaded the Yellow Pus Great Ghost God and opened the Golden Drum Cave, he rarely preached again, and had not even shown his face.

And like today, reflecting his thoughts from the air and manifesting in the world.

It had to be traced back to thirty years ago, when Lou Fu fought and defeated sixteen opponents with one sword during a lecture.

"Wanxiang Palace... I wondered why Daoist Lord Qiao repeatedly mentioned this heavenly Xuan Sect during casual talk, so it turns out that the Daoist Lord already had a plan and decided our destination?

It's just that since Lou Fu knew the inside story, why didn't he tell me clearly? Causing me to waste so much time in vain..."

Ding Xian let out a long sigh of disappointment in his heart.

Thinking of Qiao Yubi's evaluation of himself as "unstable temperament."

After a moment of silence, he could only give a bitter laugh.

Qiao Yubi was born in the Qiao family of Mishan,

And the Qiao family of Mishan is one of the twelve great families of Xudu Heaven, naturally flourishing and deeply rooted.

It is not uncommon for members of the Qiao family to travel to the heavens to cultivate and become one of the masters of a Xuan Sect lineage.

Families like this have always upheld the strategy of placing bets on multiple sides to extend the family's fortune.

In secular slang, it means not breaking all the eggs in one basket.

Often, when descendants of the same family drink together, if they talk about their origins, they can even gather the entire Eight Sects and Six Sects of Xudu Heaven, which is not a new story.

Not to mention that with Qiao Yubi's status as a Pure Yang Yuanshu Zhenjun, he is naturally possessed of the heaven's constitution and golden words.

Just relying on this prominent family background, it is not a difficult matter to get a test talisman edict from Wanxiang Palace...

"Cultivating to the realm of 'Sword Qi Thunder Sound' within twenty years to get a test talisman edict from Wanxiang Palace... Although it is not difficult, it is not something that can be done just by touching the upper and lower lips.

The Daoist Lord treats me so kindly and plans for me carefully, it seems I can only make a great effort to cheer up! If I continue to hurt myself because of my background and belittle myself because of my yin ghost body, then I truly have no face to survive in the world!"

Ding Xian's thoughts turned and turned, he let out a long sigh, stamped his feet, turned into a long rainbow, and flew away, disappearing without a trace.

And another place.

Inside the deep hole.

Chen Hang, who was wrapped in the blood river, was sitting comfortably in it, his hands pressed in front of his knees, his eyes slightly closed, as if swimming in the void, without anything to rely on, wanting to flow away with the water waves.

The technique obtained from the stone pillar was naturally operating, following a mysterious guidance from the blood river, constantly refining the river water.

Little by little, wanting to condense a real "Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui" in his chest and abdomen.

If this Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui wants to enter the threshold, it must be assisted by a huge amount of Yin-Eroding spiritual energy to achieve it.

And before, in the True Yizhen Yizhen Fa Jie, where could there be any Yin-Eroding spiritual energy?

No wonder he tried to operate it several times, but it was all in vain, without the slightest reaction.

Now, this scarlet blood river, which is as fierce as a waterfall, is all transformed by the spiritual energy of the Yin-Eroding attribute, allowing Chen Hang to take and use it without any scruples!

In this way.

Why worry about not succeeding?

His embryonic breathing rotated slowly in his chest, expanding a group of bright white soft halo, brushing away the blood water around his body piece by piece, capturing it into his acupoints, operating according to the cultivation method of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui, and his eyes were momentarily bright red, like drops of blood.

If the method of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui is seen for the first time, it will take at least hard work to read it carefully before it can be thoroughly mastered and put into practice.

And Chen Hang was absorbing spiritual energy in the blood river while constantly operating it in the True Yizhen Yizhen Fa Jie, becoming familiar with the context.

Under this distraction, although he took a few wrong turns in the True Yizhen Yizhen Fa Jie and vomited blood a few times, his progress was rapid, and he soon understood it clearly.

Running unimpeded between the Qi meridians and acupoints, as if round and integrated, without any stagnation or frustration...

Time passed in a hurry, and after the seventh day, Chen Hang suddenly tightened his energy, a sharp explosion came from his brain, and an inexplicable feeling flowed through his limbs and bones.

He laughed loudly, flipped his hand, and a drop of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui slowly emerged from his palm, red and miserable!

As soon as this true water manifested, it revealed boundless fierce and gloomy intent, causing the blood river around his body to fluctuate for a moment, and the noise became loud!

"Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui, finally condensed a drop, entered the threshold."

Chen Hang stared at the drop of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui hanging in his palm, motionless, feeling a thousand emotions in his heart.

After cultivating the "Xiantian Great Sun Divine Light," this superior Daoist art, he finally obtained another strong and fierce killing method.

And although superior Daoist arts are the ultimate of Daoist arts, one step further is classified as divine power, which is very extraordinary.

But if you really talk about it.

Compared to "Xiantian Great Sun Divine Light," "Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui" is still a bit worse.

After all, this water is one of the three sub-waters of Nether True Water, a rare treasure of heaven and earth.

As the saying goes:

The Dharma is divided into three vehicles, and the immortal has five grades.

In the cultivation path of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui, condensing a drop of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui can only be counted as entering the threshold.

Once used, one must find a desperate place again, adopt the Yin-Eroding spiritual energy in it, before one can condense a drop again.

And the minor completion realm requires condensing a full eighty-one drops of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui.

The medium completion requires carefully understanding the technique, using a precious medicine called "Three Elements Qi" as a guide, and washing the eighty-one drops of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui, before one can make another breakthrough and refine a full three hundred and sixty-five drops of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui, matching the number of the Great Zhou Heaven.

As for the ultimate great completion realm.

It is to cultivate together with "Luo An Black Water" or "Wang Wang White Water," any one of the sub-waters, to combine the Qi, before one can prove it and cultivate a Dharma seed to store in the body.

Once this Dharma seed is condensed, it is not just confined to the Yin-Eroding spiritual energy, and its power can almost overturn heaven and earth, not to be mentioned in the same breath as before!

The true water and true fire in this world are naturally more extraordinary in power as the quantity increases, and Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui is naturally no exception.

A drop of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui is enough to rot the treasure body of a cultivator and kill him alive.

And if hundreds of drops gather, if one is not careful, it is said that even Dharma artifacts will be polluted and forcibly dropped a grade, becoming waste iron.

As for the release of thousands of drops, that is even more invincible, no one can match!

Enough to sweep away all enemies in front of you, occupying the championship!

Chen Hang thought to himself, with this hanging Yin-Eroding blood river in front of him, it is not difficult for him to condense eighty-one drops of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui and cultivate this Dharma path to the minor completion realm.

Looking at this huge total amount of spiritual energy, it should be more than enough...

"It's just a pity that the 'Three Elements Qi' is missing now. If it were there, washing the Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui, changing the essence, maybe even the medium completion realm could be coveted."

Chen Hang took back the Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui hanging in his palm and looked at the scarlet blood river surging around his body, sighing secretly in his heart.

I don't know if this blood river arrangement was intentional by that Daoist Lord Qiao.

The abundant spiritual energy contained in it seems to be helping him, making Chen Hang's cultivation of Yin-Yin Shi Hong Shui even more refined.

If there were that "Three Elements Qi," even if he couldn't cultivate the Great Zhou Heaven number of three hundred and sixty-five drops, condensing two hundred or so should not be difficult.

But now...

Chen Hang shook his head slightly.

He settled his mind and continued to immerse himself in the technique, constantly looting the Yin-Eroding spiritual energy in the blood river for his own use.

Just as his energy was surging, like a running stream, not stopping.

Not far from the Five-Wu Yun Ye, in a narrow and muddy river valley.

Several Daoists of the Xuanzhen Sect were trembling, working together to support a light shield, covering their figures, and only after the pitch-black and cold ghost cloud above their heads went away, did they wipe their cold sweat with crying faces, carefully putting away their talisman artifacts.

"That old ghost called Gao Pi, why has he been circling around the Five-Wu Yun Ye, what exactly does he want to do? Looking for a good grave for himself?"

A thin Daoist with a goat-like short beard cursed in a low voice, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his palms still trembling.

The surrounding Daoists also cursed in agreement, clearly still having lingering fears.

In this chaotic sound.

In the most corner.

Xu Zhi, who was carrying an iron sword, was even more bloodless, leaning his spine firmly against the rock wall, only then did he not have his legs go soft and kneel on the ground.

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts! There are really too many yin ghosts in this Earth Abyss, more than the ants on the yellow mud road, seeing them is a group, people will die, if we stay here, we will definitely die..."

Xu Zhi screamed wildly in his heart:

"No, I must find the junior brother! Only with him taking care of me by my side can I save this life! It's just where did the junior brother go, he won't have been eaten by ghosts, right?!"

While Xu Zhi's thoughts were churning, he didn't notice that at some point, the surrounding chaotic sounds had gradually stopped.

He was startled, hurriedly turned his eyes to look, and met several pairs of eyes that were faintly revealing cold intent.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong Xu, what were you thinking about just now? So distracted?"

The thin Daoist with a goat-like beard smiled without smiling, and said:

"In such a dangerous situation, I wonder what good strategy you have, Xiao Xiao Shixiong?"