Record of Extinction Destiny Chapter 59: Don’t just watch the real fight (Part 2)
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"Master, are you okay?" Several of Yan Yutong's disciples saw their master rushing out of the area covered by flesh and blood corpses and throwing a ball of glare. They then lay stiffly on the ground and did not move for a long time, for fear that something would happen to her. , quickly ran over.
Only then did Yan Yutong calm down, remembering the thrill just now, which was really unprecedented in his life. Even if he had fought life and death battles with people before, he never felt like he could escape at such a fast speed. Just thinking about it I'm terrified just thinking about it. If my thoughts were just a little slower, my flight was a little later, my life-saving secret technique was a little later, I'm afraid I would have turned into colorful ichor, even if I had a spiritual weapon and a Taoist robe to protect my body.
Not wanting to lose her majesty and dignity in front of her disciples, Yan Yutong suppressed the fear in her heart, smoothed her hair, patted the pink Taoist robe that had changed in Qi, stood up, and said in a slower voice: "I'm fine as a teacher, it's just I just used the secret technique and lost all my strength for a moment."
"Master (poster), you're fine." All the disciples gathered around and said happily.
Yan Yutong looked at each one in turn and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm relieved that you are all unharmed. Did Senior Luo save you?" She glanced at Luo Zizhan not far away.
All the disciples responded in unison: "It was Senior Luo who rescued me, and the disciples of the other three sects were also rescued by him."
Yan Yutong nodded and walked towards Luo Zizhan.
Just after taking a few steps, she saw Tao Bantang, who was like an iron tower, and she also walked towards Luo Zizhan.
"Master Tao, you also escaped? What a joy." Yan Yutong said hello with a smile. She was not in the mood to laugh at the moment.
Tao Bandang also had an ugly face, but it was much concealed by his dark face. He still said with fear: "Narrowly escaped. Fellow Daoist Zou and Fellow Daoist Li were just half a step slower. When I turned around and looked over, they were already there. Being crushed under those flesh and blood corpses."
Yan Yutong thought of the colorful ichor just now, and the big pit several feet deep. The fate of Zou Hong and Li Tao was self-evident. It would be difficult to find even the bones and relics, and in the future they would have to erect a tomb.
Thinking of this, her mood suddenly improved, compared to Zou Hong and Li Tao. Although she had lost her only spiritual weapon, being able to stand here safely was something worth celebrating and happy, so she sighed with a smile: "It's a pity for the two fellow Taoists."
Tao Bandang knew the power of blood and bone spurs, but he had not witnessed it with his own eyes like Yan Yutong, so he had no special feelings. After sighing a few times, he turned around and walked towards Luo Zizhan.
As soon as he turned around and exposed his back, Yan Yutong's eyes widened. He said in a trembling voice: "Master Tao, you, your back?"
Tao Bandang is confused, what’s wrong with my back? But be cautious. He still looked at his back with his spiritual consciousness. This look only scared him so much that he almost froze.
A pale scar started from his jade pillow point and extended downward, across his hair and his robe. It disappeared at the tail vertebra, and the eighth layer of Tiancheng's Taoist robe was cut open in the middle by this scar. It was as flat as ordinary clothes being cut by a sharp sword, revealing the dark muscles on his back.
Wherever this pale scar passed, everything around him turned a deathly pale color, including his hair and skin. Although the injury was not serious. But it makes people numb and makes it difficult to feel.
Maybe when he finally escaped, he was lightly brushed by a huge bone spur. If he had been more upright... Tao Bandang suddenly broke out in a white sweat and did not dare to go any further. For Zou Hong and Li Tao felt particularly sympathetic to his experience.
The flesh and blood corpses in the sky were still falling like rain, blocking the clouds and starry sky, making it difficult for Luo Zizhan to see the last sword, the mighty starlight pillar, so he became upset and wanted to force Breaking through the blood, bone spurs, and corpses, he knew that his flying sword was damaged and was powerless.
It's okay to say that the bone spurs, the mixture of venom and blood of the Colorful Demon Clam is the most poisonous in the world, and the blood of the One-horned Demon Dragon also contains the power of decay and decay, and they are all Yinshen series, there is no Tao of the seventh or eighth level. Using magic to protect the body is a dead end.
"Senior Luo." The voices of Tao Bandang and Yan Yutong rang in Luo Zizhan's ears.
Luo Zizhan came back to his senses and realized that it would be rare to see such a vast sword again in this life. It was really a rare opportunity. After calming down, he replied calmly: "What are you waiting for?"
Tao Bandang and Yan Yutong said in unison: "I'm here to thank Senior Xie Luo for his great kindness in rescuing his disciples." Then they each took out a piece of flesh and blood of a seven-gold and jade owl: "Senior, please accept it."
"It's just a matter of convenience." Luo Zizhan didn't take saving people seriously, but he was not polite and took two pieces of flesh and blood. Together, these were enough to repair the flying sword. "It's a pity that Two monks." He knew that the other two would not be spared.
Tao Bantang and Yan Yutong were very scared when this matter was mentioned. If anything went wrong, they would end up like them.
After calming down, Yan Yutong asked with a little curiosity and yearning: "Senior Luo, I wonder if the majestic sword that came out of the white jade cloud to kill the demon was the real Yuanshen?"
Tao Bandang also looked at Luo Zizhan excitedly. The power of that sword was much beyond his and others' imagination. It was definitely not something that Lord Yinshen could display, even if it was connected into a sword formation.
Luo Zizhan is a top-grade golden elixir. Although he has never met a real person, he still knows many secrets. After preparing to advance to Yin Shen, he will find a sect with real people or join a casual cultivator alliance. With the help of their channels, I traveled to the vast open worlds in the universe to seek opportunities for souls, so I solemnly and yearningly said: "It should be that real person who is slaying the demon."
Tao Bandang and Yan Yutong were so excited that they never imagined that one day they would see the legendary real person. That would be a real immortal who would live forever! Moreover, you can also see the immortal swordsmanship of the immortals, which has countless magical and mighty origins, which will benefit you and others a lot!
After finally calming down, Tao Bantang asked: "Senior Luo, why are there real people here killing demons? And they have been doing this for a year and a half."
Of course Luo Zizhan doesn't know the reason. Although he is also curious about this, he can only guess: "Our vast world has lost its mulch since the great destruction in ancient times. It is difficult to stop the invasion of heavenly demons. Since then, it has been a world of gods. The Palace of Heaven protects it, but when the Palace of Heaven stabilized the world in ancient times, it consumed a lot. According to my guess, its power may have been insufficient, which often left flaws in its protective power, so the real people were responsible for guarding it.”
"No wonder real people rarely appear in front of the monks. It's almost legendary. They all hide behind the scenes in obscurity. They are responsible for the major events related to the survival of our world. They are worthy of being true 'immortals'!" Yan Yutong's tone was full of emotion. Admiration, admiration, yearning, although Tao Bandang did not speak, his shining eyes revealed the same thoughts.
At this time, the corpses of flesh and blood pouring like a river from the sky finally stopped. All the monks present quickly looked up and saw the surrounding spiritual energy, clouds, Gang Qi, etc. rushing crazily into the middle hole, causing the Gang Qi layer to instantly restore to its original state. , making it difficult for everyone to see things above the ninth level of Gangqi.
"If we hadn't witnessed it with our own eyes, we might have thought it was some monk who achieved the golden elixir, and the wind and the clouds..." Yan Yutong's words with a smile stopped abruptly after witnessing the situation within a hundred miles of where he was.
The yellow sand with a radius of hundreds of miles disappeared, and the rocks under the yellow sand disappeared, and a huge hole with unknown depth appeared. The walls of the huge hole slowly flashed with colorful and dark lights, and occasionally a few white strands could be seen. Bone spurs and nothing else.
Tao Bandang's face turned pale when he saw it, and his dark skin could not hide it. Thinking of the scars on his back, he swallowed hard: "In the past, I read those legends and records that there were often soul and golden elixir monks watching real people fight. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's all a lie. If you can see it so clearly, you must be within a few hundred miles. Hey, if you dare to see a real person fighting within a few hundred miles, it will be hard to leave ashes. We are so far away. Thousands of miles away, I can see it in a blur, almost losing both body and soul."
"Maybe they are hiding in the formation. But how can it be like this every time? So unless they are immortal, they cannot be burned by fire or struck by lightning." Yan Yutong continued.
Needless to say, the other disciples were trembling with fear. Even Luo Zizhan turned pale, thinking about it, he also felt a little afraid in his heart.
"If I encounter a real person fighting in the future, no matter how mysterious and beneficial it is, I will stay as far away as possible." Yan Yutong looked at the huge hole in front of him, remembering the pool of colorful ichor, and gritted his teeth.
Tao Bandang nodded heavily in agreement. Real-person fighting is too dangerous. Even watching on the sidelines is a life of narrow escape. You need to be cautious and cautious.
The yellow sand rolled back again. Yan Yutong and Tao Bandang each picked up a few huge bone spurs, then took their disciples, said goodbye to Luo Zizhan, and returned to Yunliu City.
Luo Zizhan looked at the sky with burning eyes. He wanted to fly into the Gangqi layer and ask the real person for swordsmanship, but he thought that the real person was guarding Jiuxiao and resisting the demons, so he might not have time to spare, so he was a little hesitant.
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On the way back to Yunliu City, Yan Yutong and Tao Bantang were silent and thoughtful at first. Suddenly, Yan Yutong asked: "Master Tao, do you have any insights from the swordsmanship you just watched the real person perform? ”
Tao Bandang glanced at her, smiled slightly and said: "Those star trails always flashed through my mind. It seemed that there was a sword technique that was about to be revealed, but it was elusive and difficult to grasp. I'm afraid the same is true for Fellow Daoist Yan, right? ”
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing more. After returning to Yunliu City, they annexed the other two factions.
After decades of understanding, the two of them each created a sword technique from the trajectory of the stars in the sky, which is considered extraordinary below the golden elixir. It is a secret that is not passed down by this small sect.
At the beginning of Two Sword Techniques, Tao Bandang and Yan Yutong coincidentally left similar words. Among them, Tao Bandang's was: "By chance, I witnessed a real immortal slaying a demon in the depths of the vast sea. Immortal Sword The wonder of the Dharma has transformed into the vast starry sky, which you will only see in your lifetime and rarely encounter in your dreams."
"I cherish my humble cultivation and am ignorant. When I came back and thought about it, I couldn't save it. I could only take its profound aspects and evolve into this sword technique. Because of its origin, the sword technique was named 'The Immortal Teaching Stars' Sword. I hope my disciples can learn from it and gain some of the essence of the immortal swordsmanship. This swordsmanship cannot be taught unless it is authentic."
"When I think about the immortal swordsmanship, I can't take a closer look at the vast, majestic, and exquisite last sword. It's sad! It's a pity! It's a pity!"
"At three o'clock on the fifth day of September, Tao Bantang recorded it in Guanjin Garden." (To be continued)