Chapter 715: Five-Colored Divine Light, a Great Medicinal Herb (Combined Two Chapters)

"Huh!"

"Hss!"

Inside the dwelling formed by Jiuyan Luo, Master Master Fufa sat cross-legged, threads of sword qi seeped from his body and flowed into his nostrils and mouth.

The sword qi circled, repeating endlessly.

This was the Gu Gu Shentong of nurturing the sword with one's body.

As the sword qi flowed, divine light began to surge behind him, misty and hazy, gradually giving rise to wondrous scenes: temples, mountains, rivers, stars.

These scenes shifted in countless ways, yet one thing remained constant: in every wondrous scene, there stood a figure nine-tenths like him, also seated cross-legged, also inhaling and exhaling.

Countless beams of sword light interwove through the myriad wondrous scenes, drawing upon the unseen Daoic power to strengthen themselves.

"Zheng~"

In an instant, Master Master Fufa sensed something—within the myriad wondrous scenes, all sword qi rang in unison, then converged before his knees, forming the He Lian Mo Xian Xian Sword.

Behind his head, the Er Shi Yi Zhong Dao rings flashed once and vanished.

"Master Fujiu?"

Master Master Fufa raised an eyebrow, and in the next moment he stood outside his cave.

There stood Master Master Fujiu in white robes, arms crossed, studying his cave with a frown, as if confronted by something utterly baffling.

"What are you looking at?"

Master Master Fufa's expression was cold; his aura rippled slightly, cutting off the other's gaze.

"Senior Brother Master Fufa."

Master Master Fujiu instinctively raised an eyebrow, then relaxed, smiling as he bowed: "Years have passed since we last met—Senior Brother's bearing surpasses even your former glory. I still recall how we fought side by side, challenging the true heirs of the sects…"

"Hm?"

Master Master Fufa frowned at his smile, a warning rising in his heart; he cut in coldly:

"Fu Fa Wushe, speak plainly—I have no past with you."

"Fu Fa Wushe!"

Hearing his secular name spoken outright, Master Master Fujiu's smile vanished; his eyes turned cold:

"In the Weitian Yanwu, the victor rises, the weak falls. If you're not convinced, then let's settle it again!"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Master Master Fufa rose with his sword.

"Good!"

Master Master Fujiu's Dao rings flashed once behind his head, then vanished—he had sensed the lethal intent, emanating from the Dao Jun's sword qi.

"Next Weitian Yanwu, I'll be the first to cut you down!"

"Try it!"

Invisible auras clashed abruptly; though not a speck of magic power leaked out, a shockwave erupted instantly, causing the entire continent to tremble and hum.

From every corner of the continent, divine senses surged upward to scan—upon seeing these two dread figures facing off, they immediately retracted, some even fleeing the continent outright.

Afraid the two would fight and trigger a rampage of the Dao Jun's sword qi.

"Senior Brothers, please don't fight!"

At that moment, Master Fuxiong stepped forward, standing between them.

"Senior Brother Master Fufa!"

Blocking Master Master Fujiu's path, Master Fuxiong bowed: "We're fellow disciples—why resort to such violence?"

"Get lost if you've nothing to say!"

Master Master Fufa said no more, swept his sleeve and turned back.

"You!"

Master Master Fujiu suppressed his anger, likewise swept his sleeve and walked away, leaving Master Fuxiong caught between laughter and tears; he apologized once more before following.

Back inside the dwelling formed by Wanlei Yang Jian, he could no longer hold back:

"Senior Brother, this place forbids magic—why did you go provoke him yourself?"

Master Fuxiong was speechless.

His senior brother's sword Dao had sunk into his bones; among all the true heirs of Dalaoshan, he was among the least favored—yet he had no self-awareness whatsoever.

"Fu Fa Wushe has insulted me too deeply!"

Master Master Fujiu's eyelids twitched violently—he swore he hadn't intended to provoke this time.

"…."

Master Fuxiong had nothing to say.

Last time at Weitian Yanwu, you nearly died fighting him, then came back to his door yourself—what else is that if not provocation?

"I was reckless."

Master Master Fujiu suppressed his anger, yet still couldn't help staring at Master Master Fufa's cave.

Various hues of killing aura flickered in his eyes—long or short, pure or muddled—but Master Master Fufa's cave was different.

Pure black sword light rose like a celestial pillar, piercing heaven and earth, dazzlingly bright—this was Master Master Fufa's mastery of killing, only slightly inferior to his own.

But what had drawn him here was another killing aura beside the sword light.

Its color was extremely pure, faint as smoke, unobtrusive by nature, and so close to Master Master Fufa that he'd nearly missed it at first glance.

But the moment he noticed it, his full attention snapped to it.

That killing aura, at first glance, measured eleven zhang—only two zhang short of his own Xi Nian San Jing peak—but what puzzled him was this:

The aura was unstable.

It flickered in and out—eleven zhang one moment, thirteen or fourteen the next; when he stared intently, it had once spiked to eighteen zhang!

"Senior brother, you're not thinking of storming their gates, are you?"

Seeing him staring fixedly at Master Master Fufa's cave-dwelling, Daoist Fuxiong's face took on a bitter look: "Then I won't be keeping you company!"

"Storm what storm!"

Master Master Fujiu shot him a glare, then promptly began recounting his discovery.

"How could that be possible?"

Daoist Fuxiong's brow furrowed at once.

He knew of the divine ability 'Killing Sword Eye'; given his own senior brother's attainment, even Ba Jing great powers could be partially glimpsed — it was impossible for him to have seen wrong.

It's just that…

"A person's killing-attainment fluctuation is either damage to the root, a fall, or the cultivation of a divine ability, a rise — how could it fluctuate back and forth?"

Daoist Fuxiong instinctively glanced toward Master Master Fufa's cave-dwelling, but he had not cultivated 'Killing Sword Eye', so naturally he could make out nothing.

"Perhaps it's because of the Dao body?"

"With Master Fufa at the side, the heavenly mechanisms are in disarray, hard to divine."

Master Master Fujiu shook his head, but his eyes were very bright: "This person's killing-attainment is higher than Yun Ji's — at minimum eleven zhang, and at the extreme it could reach eighteen zhang!"

"If we could gain this person's aid, it might not be impossible to glimpse the sword Dao of those two Dao Lords!"

"This…"

Daoist Fuxiong began to speak, then stopped.

"Junior brother, you simply haven't cultivated Killing Sword Eye, you don't know what eighteen zhang weighs…"

Master Master Fujiu paused slightly, choosing his words: "Let me put it this way — with my current killing-attainment, if I suppress it to Dao San Jing level, it's only about twenty-one zhang!"

"Isn't this another Yu Yu Wangxian?"

Daoist Fuxiong sucked in a sharp breath.

"If he can stably hold eighteen zhang, then he must surpass Yu Yu Wangxian!"

Master Master Fujiu asserted.

"But, your relationship with Senior Brother Master Fufa…"

Daoist Fuxiong grumbled endlessly inside.

Clearly you're the one asking for a favor, yet earlier you still had that kind of attitude…

"So what?"

Master Master Fujiu snorted coldly: "Junior brother, help me find out — who Master Fufa has brought with him this time."

"Mm."

Daoist Fuxiong took out a communication sphere, and before long had obtained the intelligence:

"It should be Li Yuan, an inner disciple who entered Mount Mount Dongxuan a little over ten years ago. It's said Senior Brother Master Fufa values him highly and has shielded him quite a bit."

"Li Yuan?"

Master Master Fujiu noted the name and asked: "And then?"

"That's all."

Daoist Fuxiong spread his hands.

"That's all?"

"Mm, we only know there's this inner disciple — what Gong Fa he cultivates, what Dao body he has, we don't know any of it."

"Ask again!"

"…"

Daoist Fuxiong was speechless inside, but still patiently explained: "Senior brother, if it could be disclosed, Junior Sister Fufeng would have said it. Since she didn't say it, that means it can't be disclosed."

"I'll ask her myself!"

Master Master Fujiu reached out to grab, but Daoist Fuxiong had long been guarding against him and instantly tucked away the communication sphere.

"Senior brother, if you ask, I'll be down one fellow Daoist!"

Daoist Fuxiong's face went dark as he retreated three zhang: "If you snatch again, you'll be down one junior brother!"

"…"

Master Master Fujiu's brow twitched, but he still lowered his hand.

"There's still half a year before the Sword God Tomb opens. As long as that junior brother steps out, what's there to fear about not being able to have a talk with him?"

Daoist Fuxiong offered in consolation.

"If that's the case…"

Master Master Fujiu accepted with reluctance:

"Then, I'll leave this matter to you."

"…"

Daoist Fuxiong wished he could slap himself across the mouth.

But he could only pinch his nose and accept it, otherwise he feared that at the next Weitian Martial Display, the moment he landed he'd be cleaved in two by a sword flying from nowhere.

……

In the Jiuyan cave-dwelling, Li Yuan was tallying his harvest.

On this purchasing trip, he had gathered ten spiritual treasures capable of altering innate constitution, obtained part of the superior-grade divine patterns needed for cultivating the Origin Divine Fist, and in addition, a number of ancient-tome dharma treasures from the Opening Gui Xu otherworld.

He piloted them one by one, tried many times, and combined two sets of piloting combinations.

One set, centered on 'Dun Tian Zhou', a five-realm spirit-turtle shell, and a six-re realm Shan Xuan Teng She hide, was a 'defense set' focused on defensive spiritual treasures.

He had tried it — with the augmentation of this piloting set, Ying Mo Shen burning magic power to drive the Great Sun Divine Ape Transformation's combat power had already reached eighty percent of his own combat power.

One set, centered on 'Lei Chi' and 'Dun Tian Zhou', was an 'offense set' focused on killing spiritual treasures.

This set of palm-control can only be sustained when he activates the Prison-Suppressing Gu Gu Shentong and has numerous demonic shadows providing magic power; its might is tremendous.

He believes that after returning to Huishan this time, he can attempt to rely on this set of palm-control to fight the Five Dragon Immortal three times!

"What tremendous gains!"

After pairing up all the newly acquired palm-control items, Li Yuan felt satisfied, thinking that even without going to the Sword God Tomb, the harvest of this trip was already great enough.

"That Qian-Jin Lei Chi is truly extraordinary."

Li Yuan closed his eyes and entered meditation, sensing the Qian-Jin Lei Chi within the Soldier Register; faintly, he could feel that wisp of divine light containing the utmost killing intent.

Cultivating this divine light also requires Xu Yao Shang Pin divine patterns, and the two most core divine patterns, 'Qian' and 'Jin,' are extremely valuable—he doesn't have them yet.

"The two great divine patterns, Qian and Jin, are available in the Grand Void Market. After returning to Huishan, I can go buy them…"

Li Yuan sensed this Gu Gu Shentong in his heart, while thinking about 'composite spells.'

As early as when the Ying Mo Shen returned from exploring the depths, he had already been pondering composite spells, and with the support of hundreds and thousands of spells, his progress could be called advancing by leaps and bounds.

After obtaining this Qian-Jin Light, a faint enlightenment stirred in his heart, and he knew what spell he should composite.

"The Five Extremes Divine Light combines the transformations of the Five Elements. This Qian-Jin Divine Light may share something in common with it. Using the Five Extremes Temple as the core, perhaps I can attempt to condense five divine lights…"

"The Five Extremes Divine Light is too far off; let's not speak of it for now, but what about the Five Elements Divine Light?"