He restrained his pressure, slowly landed on the ground, and cupped his hands.
"It turns out to be fellow Daoist Zixia Holy Land. I am Luoyun City Lord. I was very offended just now."
When the young man in purple robe saw that the other party recognized his identity, his face became even more proud.
"I am Zixia Holy Land, the incoming holy son, Luo Xiutian, and these are my junior brothers and sisters. Luoyun City Lord, what you just did was extremely disrespectful to me, Zixia Holy Land!"
Luoyun City Lord Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Zixia Holy Land is one of the six top forces Cultivation World. Any elder can destroy him Luoyun City, let alone the genius disciple in front of him who is obviously the focus of training in the Holy Land.
"Shengzi Luo, forgive me!"
Luoyun City Lord quickly apologized.
"I was in a daze for a moment due to the pain of losing my son. I definitely didn't mean to offend!"
"The pain of losing a child?"
Luo Xiutian raised his eyebrows and his expression softened slightly.
"What's going on?"
Luoyun City Lord gritted his teeth and said.
"It's a villain named Gu Sheng! He not only killed my son, but also slaughtered dozens of disciples in the six holy places and took away Ancient Divine Sword!"
"What?"
Luo Xiutian's face changed suddenly.
"Are you telling the truth? Where is that Gu Sheng now?"
"According to reliable information, he may have infiltrated Immortal Descent Realm!"
Luoyun City Lord had a sinister look in his eyes.
"That's why I'm here, and I vow to crush it to ashes!"
Luo Xiutian exchanged glances with the junior brothers and sisters behind him, and his expression became serious.
As the core disciples of Zixia Holy Land, they naturally know what the name Gu Sheng means - a ruthless character who can escape from the joint pursuit of the elders of the six holy places, a peerless genius with Ancient Divine Sword!
"Luoyun City Lord."
Luo Xiutian suddenly showed a meaningful smile.
"Since you want to hunt down Gu Sheng, why not come with us? We are going to Taichu Purple Bamboo Mountain to realize enlightenment. You can protect us and look for traces of Gu Sheng."
Luoyun City Lord cursed in his heart, the majestic lord of the city actually wanted to be a bodyguard for a group of juniors? But facing the power of Zixia Holy Land, he did not dare to refuse and could only smile reluctantly.
"It is my honor to serve Luo Shengzi."
Luo Xiutian nodded with satisfaction, and then changed the topic.
"However, I am very interested in this Gu Sheng. You said he got Ancient Divine Sword? Tell me in detail."
Luoyun City Lord dared not hide anything and told everything he knew.
When he described how Gu Sheng single-handedly fought against the elders of the six holy places and finally escaped unscathed, Luo Xiutian's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Interesting, so interesting!"
Luo Xiutian clapped his hands and laughed.
"Only such an opponent is worthy of fighting against me, Luo Xiutian!"
A female disciple behind him said worriedly.
"Senior brother, this person is so cruel that even the elders of the Holy Land can't do anything to him. It's better for us to avoid him."
"Stupid!"
Luo Xiutian scolded coldly.
"The path of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. If you don't dare to face this challenge, then why pursue the great path?"
He turned to Luoyun City Lord with a calculating look in his eyes.
"Lord City Lord, you said Gu Sheng might be among the Immortal Descent Realm? How about we set up a trap to lure him out?"
Luoyun City Lord felt something in his heart.
"What do you think of Luo Shengzi?"
Luo Xiutian smiled mysteriously.
"Taichu Purple Bamboo Mountain is a famous holy place for enlightenment among the Immortal Descent Realm. The deeper you go, the more profound the Daoism becomes. We go there with great fanfare, and in my name, Zixia Holy Land, invite monks from all walks of life to jointly comprehend that Gu Sheng. If you are really here and hear about such a grand event, you will definitely come to check it out!"
"Great idea!"
Luoyun City Lord clapped his hands in praise, and then expressed worry.
"But what if he recognizes me..."
"Don't worry."
Luo Xiutian interrupted him.
"You only need to observe in secret and notify me immediately if you find suspicious people. I will ask my junior brothers and sisters to spread the news that Zixia Holy Land has discovered ancient ruins in Taichu Purple Bamboo Mountain. No one can resist this temptation!"
The group of people had a good discussion and immediately headed towards Taichu Purple Bamboo Mountain. On the way, Luo Xiutian introduced it to everyone.
"Each leaf of Taichu Purple Bamboo Mountain's bamboo contains different Daoism. The deeper you go, the more profound the Daoism is. If you want to understand the Tao, you must cut the bamboo. The more you cut, the deeper your understanding will be. But if you don't have enough strength, you can force it deeper."
"What will happen?"
A disciple asked curiously.
Luo Xiutian sneered.
"Last year, there was a casual cultivator in the late Jindan stage who overestimated his abilities. As a result, he was backlashed by Zhuzhong Daoism and his body exploded and died on the spot!"
Everyone's expression changed when they heard this, but Luo Xiutian didn't care.
"So you have to do what you can. Our main purpose is to lure out Gu Sheng. Understanding Daoism is just a side trip. We will leave when Immortal Descent Realm's spiritual wave comes."
"City Lord, please."
Luo Xiutian turned sideways and nodded slightly to the shadow behind him.
A gray shadow emerged silently, Luoyun City Lord's face that was always shrouded in fog turned slightly, and a hoarse voice came out.
"Sect Master Luo, you're welcome."
Before he finished speaking, a plume of black smoke suddenly flew out of his sleeve, circled in the air three times, and pointed directly to the southeast.
Luo Xiutian's eyes flashed.
"Oh? City Lord, this is..."
"Two little mice."
Luoyun City Lord sneered.
"I passed by here not long ago, and the smell is still fresh."
The bamboo leaves are rustling, Luo Xiutian stands with his hands behind his hands, his clothes are windless and automatic.
He closed his eyes for a moment and curled up the corners of his mouth.
"Sure enough, there are residues of the sword energy of that boy Ling Xiao and a fiery aura. It must be that Gu Sheng."
"Sect Master Ming Jian."
Luoyun City Lord negative test echoed.
"Want to chase?"
"Natural."
Luo Xiutian waved his sleeves.
"Taichu Purple Bamboo Mountain This opportunity is rare, how can we let them monopolize it?"
After that, he took the lead and stepped into the bamboo forest. What was strange was that the seemingly ordinary purple bamboos automatically separated into a path in front of him.
Luoyun City Lord followed closely, and a low spell came from the black mist. The other disciples saw this and hurriedly followed, but found that they had to split the purple bamboo blocking the way with their own hands before they could move forward.
"This"
A young disciple slashed at the purple bamboo in front of him with his sword. The sword blade struck the bamboo body with a sound of gold and iron, which made his jaw go numb.
"Idiot!"
Luo Xiutian scolded without looking back.
"The Purple Bamboo contains the Tao of heaven and earth, how can it be broken by brute force? Feel it with your heart!"
The disciple's face turned red and he closed his eyes in concentration. After a moment, the long sword in his hand glowed with light, and when he struck it again, the purple bamboo broke in response. A wisp of lilac scent floated out from the broken bamboo, and when he inhaled it, his face suddenly lit up with joy.
"Tao Qi! It's really Tao Qi!"
Ahead, Luo Xiutian and Luoyun City Lord have long disappeared.
Thirty miles away, the red long knife in Gu Sheng's hand drew a perfect arc, and the giant purple bamboo hugged by the three people in front of him collapsed. The broken part of the bamboo body spurted out purple Tao Qi that was as rich as substance. He opened his mouth and inhaled it, absorbing all of it into his Dantian.
"The thirty-seventh plant."
Gu Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, sparks of excitement dancing in his eyes.
"The Tao Qi contained in this purple bamboo is even more pure than the rumors say!"
Not far away, Ling Xiao was dressed in white, and the jade sword in his hand lightly cut across a purple bamboo.
Different from Gu Sheng's wide open and close sword skills, his sword moves seemed gentle, but they made the purple bamboo wither from the inside and eventually turned into ashes.
A ray of gray-black Tao Qi wrapped around the sword body and was guided into his body.
"Your way of death has improved again."
Gu Sheng came over, frowning slightly.
"But this smell."
Ling Xiao opened his eyes, with darkness in the depths of his pupils.
"That's how death is. It's you.
"He pointed to the golden-red halo that vaguely appeared around Gu Sheng.
"The Yang Dao has reached the Hinayana stage of 'transformation into qi', right?"
Gu Sheng nodded, clenched his fists, and his knuckles made a sound like exploding beans.
"The third bottleneck of "Nine Dragon Qiankun Art" has been loosened, but"
He looked up into the depths of the bamboo forest.
"Time is running out."
"Nine years and four months."
Ling Xiao reported the numbers accurately, with a terrifyingly flat tone.
He suddenly turned around and looked northwest.
"The Death Qi is rich and suitable for me."
Gu Sheng followed his gaze and saw that the bamboo forest was shrouded in gray mist, and even the sunlight could not penetrate.
"Are you sure? The smell is very strange."
"Just what I wanted."
Ling Xiao The jade sword returns to its sheath.
"It's more efficient to work separately."
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Gu Sheng finally sighed.
"Be careful."
Ling Xiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a rare smile.
"You too."
After that, he swayed, floated towards the Death Qi bamboo forest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Gu Sheng knelt on one knee, with the sword in his hand deeply inserted into the soil.
His chest heaved violently, sweat dripped down his brow, and splashed tiny drops of water on the hilt of the sword. The internal injuries from the chase three days ago were still burning his meridians, but compared to this, the obsession in his heart that almost tore his chest was even more painful.
"Dao Palace Realm"
He gritted his teeth, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. The unique clear sound of purple bamboo can be heard in the distance, which is the vision of heaven and earth caused by the resonance of Daoism.
Gu Sheng looked up to the depths of the bamboo forest. The purple bamboo there had become translucent, with lines visible to the naked eye flowing between the bamboo joints.
He pulled out his sword suddenly, and the dirt brought up by the sword's edge drew an arc in the air.
The Yang Dao in the body "transforms Qi" and the Hinayana cultivation is running on its own. The light golden breath seeps out from the pores and forms a mist on the surface of the skin.
This is a unique feature of Zixia Holy Land and "Nine Yang True Scripture", and it is also one of the reasons why he is hunted down.
"Three months."
Gu Sheng whispered into the void, as if there was someone invisible standing there.
"I will definitely break through the Dao Palace Realm and go to the Upper Realm to find you."
Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword to cut off a bowl-sized purple bamboo in front of him. The broken part of the bamboo spurted out purple mist, but it instantly melted when it came into contact with the golden light around him.
Where the sword pointed, the bamboo forest automatically split into a path.
Gu Sheng strode forward, his clothes rustling. The deeper you go, the darker the color of the purple bamboo becomes, gradually changing from the initial light purple to an almost ink-like dark purple.
If he were an ordinary monk, his meridians would have been crushed by the Dao pressure contained in the bamboo forest at this moment, but the Yang Dao Qi flowing in Gu Sheng's body happened to be in harmony with the properties of the purple bamboo, and instead helped him get faster and faster.
Gu Sheng broke through himself in front, Biyun Sect quickly caught up with the strong one, and Luo Xiutian and Luoyun City Lord fell into a dilemma.
The purple bamboo swayed and rustled.
Gu Sheng clenched the sword in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.
He raised his head and looked into the depths of the bamboo forest, where the purple air was dense and there were faint lines flowing. The burning sensation in his chest reminded him of the oath he had made - within three months, he must break through to the Dao Palace Realm.
"Qingyao, wait for me."
The name rolled across my lips and teeth, with a bitterness like rust.
Gu Sheng The fragrance of bamboo leaves pours into the heart, but it cannot relieve the depression in the heart. The scene of the battle three days ago still flashed through his mind.
The look in Qingyao's eyes when he was forcibly taken away by the Upper Realm messenger was engraved in his heart like a knife.
"A mere ant from the lower realm is worthy of coveting me Xuantian Palace Saintess?"
The messenger's contemptuous words still ring in his ears.
Gu Sheng swung his sword fiercely, and a red sword energy swept out, cutting off more than ten purple bamboos in front of him. There was purple juice oozing out from the fracture, which glowed strangely in the sunlight.
"The cultivation level of Qi Transformation Hinayana is indeed sufficient for this peripheral area."
Gu Sheng wiped away the fine sweat on his forehead and felt the True Essence rushing in his body. Yang Dao cultivation is divided into nine realms. He is currently only in the third realm "Qi Transformation" stage, and there is still a huge gap between him and the seventh realm "Dao Palace".
But time waits for no one.
Gu Sheng took out a jade slip from his arms, which was a parting gift from Qingyao.
The two characters "Taizhu" on the jade slips glow faintly, guiding the direction deep into the bamboo forest. It is said that there is an ancient inheritance there, which may be his only hope for a quick breakthrough.
"Fight!"
Gu Sheng bit his fingertip and drew a blood talisman on the blade.
The sword suddenly glowed red, reflecting the surrounding purple bamboo like a maple forest in the sunset.
He jumped up and flew forward with his feet on the bamboo branches, and his figure quickly disappeared into the vast purple mist.
Thirty miles away, Luo Xiutian kicked away the broken bamboo blocking the road, his face so gloomy that it could drip water.
"This little beast can't run very fast!"
The compass pointer in his hand was spinning wildly, showing that the tracking target was rapidly moving away. "
Luoyun City Lord, are you sure he only has the realm of transformation? "
The middle-aged man wearing dark iron heavy armor next to him smiled bitterly.
"Young Master Luo, then Gu Sheng has indeed just entered the Qi Transformation not long ago. But the Tao Yun of Zizhu Mountain is particularly friendly to him, and it actually suppresses our cultivation."
Luo Xiutian snorted coldly, and the jade pendant on his waist suddenly burst out with green light, twisting the few bamboo leaves that came towards him into powder.
As the chief of the outer sect of Zixia Holy Land, he has reached the Dzogchen cultivation level of "Concentration", and it stands to reason that crushing Qi Transformation monks is like crushing ants. But this damn Purple Bamboo Forest.
"Be careful!"
Luoyun City Lord suddenly grabbed his sleeve. A purple bamboo as thick as the mouth of a bowl swept across without warning, its joints densely covered with golden patterns.
Luo Xiutian hurriedly clapped his hands, but was so shocked that he took three steps back, and a fishy sweetness filled his throat.
He looked at the purple bamboo in shock and anger - it was obviously a spontaneous attack after sensing his breath!
"Hell, the Daoism here excludes non-yang Daoist monks."
Luoyun City Lord wiped cold sweat.
"Although I have reached the early stage of transcending the tribulation, I still don't know anything about Yang Dao Yi."
"Shut up!"
Luo Xiutian interrupted him irritably.
"Keep chasing! The Holy Lord personally gave the order to see people alive and dead or their corpses!"
The two were about to move forward when a sound of piercing the air suddenly came from behind. Luo Xiutian turned around alertly, and saw seven Dao Body figures walking through the bamboo forest, and their speed was actually faster than them.
The leader is an old man with white hair and a childlike face. He steps on purple clouds, and the purple bamboos automatically separate wherever he passes.
The six people behind him all wore indigo robes with golden cloud patterns embroidered on their chests.