Chapter 417 Killing Weapon, Fellow Daoist, Please Stay

After Gu Qingyuan said this, the hall fell silent. Finally, Feng Yang spoke to break the deadlock: "It turned out to be a disciple of Taoist Qinghong. I never thought of it."

No one had expected that the real culprit was right in front of them, and had staged a great drama of abducting other people's disciples. Fortunately, the immortals had lived for many years, and their skins had become as thick as a city wall due to wind and sun exposure. They did not feel embarrassed and actually expressed their congratulations.

"Daoist Qinghong is delighted to have found a good disciple. I believe there is hope for the revival of the Daoist tradition!"

"It is true that a famous teacher produces outstanding students. I am very envious."

"My righteous sect has such a son. It is a blessing for all people and for the righteous sect."

It was hard for these immortals, who had never heard of Gu Qingyuan's name before, to talk about him as if he had been famous for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist, you are praising me too much. It was just a coincidence that I met Yansheng. I taught him a little and he has some skills. I am not talented and do not deserve such praise from fellow Daoists."

Gu Qingyuan spoke, and everyone looked at Wang Yansheng who was already practicing Qi, and then looked at their own disciples who were standing quietly beside them.

All the immortals: OK, OK, you are now alive, right?

Just when they were enjoying themselves, a discordant voice sounded: "Daoist Qinghong, let me be fair. This genius has an extraordinary talent and is not tolerated by the demons. He needs the protection of a great man and spiritual medicine to avoid premature death. I wonder how wealthy Daoist Qinghong is and what magical powers he has?"

To be fair, I meant that I was being unreasonable. The one who said this was Lei Ben. He had a worried look on his face and sighed, "Such a monstrous talent would bring blessings to the common people, but if it turns evil, it would bring endless disasters. If there is no strict teacher to guide him, and he makes mistakes, I'm afraid that another great demon will appear in the world!"

This is a challenge and even more so a slander. It is an assumed circumstance and deliberate defamation, saying that he had no good teacher to control his temperament and thus degenerated into a demon. The matter is exaggerated and at first glance it sounds like it concerns the life and death of the common people, as if only he, a good teacher, can accept a good disciple and add a pillar to the righteous path.

With a few criticisms, Gu Qingyuan was belittled. After these words were spoken, the hall fell silent and no one came out to smooth things over, as if they just wanted to watch the two of them fight.

Gu Qingyuan sneered in his heart and looked at Lei Ben. This man looked a bit rough, but in fact he was meticulous. Under his wild appearance, he hid a heart as soft as a needle. If he didn't have a smart mind, he would be so straightforward. With his stupid and rough character, he would have been killed by a group of shrewd immortals long ago.

He glanced at Master Feng Yang. Others might not know, but he knew the inside story. Lei Ben was actually supported by the Taiqing Sect. In this righteous alliance, he was an attractive target. Relying on his outspoken and reckless words and deeds, he made jokes and secretly collaborated with Feng Yang. He had facilitated countless good things.

"Perhaps Feng Yang came to his senses and became suspicious of Mo Wan's identity. He guessed that it was Tian Ming Zi, but he was unsure for a moment and didn't know my weight, so he used Lei Ben's hand to test me a little bit."

Gu Qingyuan chuckled, remembering that he had a personality that hated evil and was decisive in killing. He released a tremendous murderous aura, making the entire outer hall freezing cold. Some geniuses only took a glance at it, and it was as if they had seen the most horrifying thing in their lives. They were so overwhelmed by the murderous aura that they fell to the ground.

"How many people did this Taoist kill to develop such a pure and powerful murderous aura?"

Everyone had a thought in their mind, and then they heard Gu Qingyuan say, "I know some techniques for refining weapons, and I also have some knowledge of the magic power. Fellow Daoist Lei, please be careful with your words."

Lei Ben felt the boundless killing intent and was secretly on guard in his heart, but he looked nonchalant: "Fellow Daoist Qinghong, what you said is wrong. Cultivation is more about concentration than breadth. Everyone can make pills and tools, but as for the quality of the magic tools and pills, it is not that simple."

"You may not know, my fellow Daoist, that in my Shenyuan Sect, there are seven weapon refiners and twelve alchemists. We have countless treasures and can be considered wealthy. I helped that prodigy to practice smoothly. What can you give me?"

After Lei Ben finished speaking, he cursed inwardly. If Feng Yang had not transmitted the message, why would he have acted so brazenly? He was afraid that after today, his unreasonable and unreasonable behavior would become a laughing stock.

"It's just that I don't have a good reputation to begin with, so what if I add a bad reputation? In this world, the biggest fist is the real thing."

He glanced at Gu Qingyuan and thought, "It's only your fault that you are not strong enough, so you have to be kept in the dark and let Feng Yang plot against you. Qinghong should be furious at this moment!"

Lei Ben is also a well-known figure among the many wandering immortals. Although he was somewhat surprised by the murderous aura exuded by Gu Qingyuan, he did not take it to heart. He usually does not reveal any secrets and has no fame. What kind of person could he be? Could he be a hermit who pretends to be a pig but eats the tiger?

"Fellow Daoist Qinghong..."

He was about to give a few more words of advice when he saw Gu Qingyuan narrow his eyes and the murderous aura in the hall paused for a moment.

not good!

Lei Ben closed his mouth, his pupils dilated slightly, and the next moment a golden light flashed and flew towards him.

"In that case, please ask Brother Daoist Lei to try my method!"

After Gu Qingyuan finished speaking, he controlled the golden light to kill the immortals. The majestic Gengjin energy gathered into an invisible sword, which was designed to kill the rats with ghostly minds in the world.

When the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was launched, the divine light was only a tiny glimmer at first, but in a moment, the blade was several feet long and hit Lei Ben heavily. Lei Ben was an immortal-level master after all, and he had experienced many battles of all sizes and was extremely experienced in fighting the enemy. However, when facing this divine knife, he was knocked down just by raising his hand.

Lei Ben raised his arms high. Although he was proficient in thunder magic, what people talked about most was his unique skill of using two fingers to create a vacuum grip. With two fingers, he could break flying swords, capture magic weapons, and cut sharp weapons. All he needed was a light pinch of his two fingers, and all the flying swords and magical weapons would be unable to escape the bondage of his fingers, and would lose their magical powers and power.

It was all because the path of cultivation he took was a little different. He did not specialize in magic, nor did he have spiritual powers. He only refined his magic power and integrated the true meaning of thunder, taking the path of refining his body with divine thunder and mysterious thunder.

The human body contains many mysteries, with so many acupoints and acupoints, which are called a small world, a secret storage of flesh and blood, and a treasure house of the body. Lei Ben gave up most of his body and only tempered two indestructible and lightning-fast fingers. Ordinary magic weapons could not even leave a white mark on those fingers. He also tried every means to obtain a scale skin from an exotic beast in the mountains and seas, and asked a skilled craftsman to make a pair of soft scale skins for him, which he wore on his hands all year round.

Gu Qingyuan's slash made Lei Ben lose stability. He turned around and swung his arm. The meter-long sword danced like a golden snake and slashed towards Lei Ben.

boom--

Lei Ben fell to his knees on the ground, and countless cracks appeared on the ground. Even the entire palace shook. If it weren't for the other immortals who stepped in to stabilize the ground, the earth would have turned over and the houses would have collapsed.

No one knew whether it was because Gu Qingyuan acted too quickly or the righteous immortals reacted too slowly. Gu Qingyuan put away his sword and stood still. The hall was filled with smoke and dust. The immortals looked at each other, but no one made any movement.

Lei Ben knelt down, one arm drooping limply, the soft scales on his right hand had a crack between the fingers, but there was no wound. He moved his fingers, turned his palm, and was a little dazed. With Lei Ben's years of skills in the two-finger vacuum handle, the sword light and divine light were broken with a pinch, and the sword and knife energy were pinched in half.

Lei Ben looked down and heard a crisp sound. The soft scales on his hand armor split open, revealing two fingers that were hated by countless sword cultivators and weapon cultivators. The armor on his hand looked miserable, but the flesh and fingers inside were completely unharmed.

When they raised their heads again, the group of talented disciples could no longer keep their minds focused and exclaimed in unison. They saw that Lei Ben's face was full of wrinkles, his beard and eyebrows were grey, and he originally looked like a fierce middle-aged man, but now he was actually very old.

"How does Brother Lei feel about my plan to cut off the flying knife of longevity?"

Gu Qingyuan looked at Lei Ben and said, actually he was asking the scattered immortals, when Wang Yansheng showed his talent, even Feng Yang's eyes changed a little, a group of people looked at Lei Ben to make a move, wanting him to be a chess piece, to test their strength, if Gu Qingyuan had some skills, naturally it would be good for you, me and everyone, but if it was just a tiger skin... people would not say anything, but they would continue to make small moves in secret, after all, a disciple with a monstrous talent was enough to suppress the sect's aura for thousands of years.

As for Wang Yansheng's true intention, does it matter? It is easy for an experienced old immortal to teach a rookie.

Lei Ben knew very well that he had become a chess piece, but he was the pawn crossing the river, and he could only move forward and not retreat. Master Feng Yang looked at the amiable elder with a kind face, but that was because Taiqing Sect had a tendency to take control of the righteous path, so they chose Feng Yang, who had a good face, to discuss matters. A few hundred years ago, Feng Yang was a ruthless demon slayer who could kill a whole family with a single sword without blinking an eye. It was just that in recent years, he had been doing some things on behalf of Taiqing Sect and had refrained from killing, calling it self-cultivation. As his peers grew old or died, Feng Yang's reputation as a vicious person disappeared, and the younger generation still regarded him as a amiable old man.

But Lei Ben is different. He actually came from that era. He was caught by Feng Yang by chance and was controlled by him. However, it was because of Feng Yang and the secret support of Taiqing Sect that he was able to earn a large fortune and live a comfortable life.

"Cough cough."

Lei Ben stood up suddenly, glanced at Feng Yang who was behind Gu Qingyuan, and finally laughed: "Such magical power is indeed the method of a god."

His voice was a little trembling, and a trace of decayed aura flowed out from his body. The righteous immortal saw clearly that the two blows just now did not cut the soul, but only the body and the lifespan.

After the two slashes, 90% of Lei Ben's life span was gone, his life essence was wiped out, and the massive loss of vitality caused the immortal's body to age rapidly, and he looked very old.

The immortals were shocked for a moment. They had seen many methods of burning one's lifespan and destroying one's body, but methods like Gu Qingyuan's made them feel a little scared.

Unlike Buddhists, monks do not view the physical body as a mere stinking skin bag. They only seek the transcendence of their primordial spirit. Even if they become immortals, they cannot give up this stinking skin bag. They just get rid of the turbidity and keep the purity, and refine themselves into immortal bodies.

Now, although Lei Ben's soul is extremely powerful, his body shows signs of collapse and decay. His originally abundant lifespan has been cut off by countless years. This is not an injury, nor a curse, but a natural dissipation, as if Lei Ben had experienced countless years when he was hit by those two swords, which resulted in a short lifespan.

If it is not an injury, then it cannot be healed by normal means, and the dissipation of the origin is difficult to make up for. In the long run, the strong soul and the aging body will consume each other, the body will become more and more decayed, and the soul will be contaminated with a lot of decadence. Not to mention improving your cultivation, it will be good enough if you don't regress.

"This Qing Hong... is a ruthless man with clever tactics."

All the immortals thought of this at the same time, and someone started to come out to smooth things over.

"Brother Lei spoke too hastily and without thinking. Now he has suffered a lot. Brother Qinghong has also shown his ability. How about letting Brother Lei go?"

Gu Qingyuan looked up and saw a rather short man. Recalling again, this man had just been at the end and had not said much. But now that he had spoken, he wanted to make peace between the two families.

"Oh, who are you? You didn't say anything when Lei Ben was making such outrageous remarks, but now you want to be the one to administer justice. I'm not the Horse Guard who lets one go today and another go tomorrow."

The man's face darkened and he said, "I am..."

Gu Qingyuan snorted coldly. Seeing that the man was about to say a few more words and mentioned his name, he flicked his robe sleeves, emitting a ray of golden light, which hit the man's forehead. The peacemaker cried out in pain and fainted, with a red mark on his forehead.

The righteous immortals breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the man's body had not changed.

"Shut up, if you want to tell me who you are, I really don't want to hear it, what kind of person are you!"

Gu Qingyuan cursed loudly, although it was not an indirect attack, it made the other immortals stop trying to dissuade him. They just thought silently in their hearts: This Qinghong changes his attitude like turning over the pages of a book, he starts fighting as soon as he says he will, he looks gentle, but I didn't expect him to have such an explosive temper.

The fight was calculated first to avoid hundreds of punches. If it weren't for Lei Ben, this group of righteous immortals wouldn't be so peaceful.

Lei Ben's magic power surged, he took a deep breath, and his whole body returned to his original middle-aged appearance, but although his face was restored, his lifespan was difficult to make up for.

"I admire your skills, fellow Taoist. Previously..."

He stepped forward, bowed, and spoke a few words. Before he finished speaking, two fingers from behind his back stretched out like lightning and pointed at Gu Qingyuan's heart.

How could Gu Qingyuan let him succeed? He shook the sword at his waist and blocked Lei Ben's attack. At this moment, Lei Ben quickly took a few steps back and turned into lightning, breaking through the air.

Things changed so fast that it was hard to keep up. While the immortals were still wondering why Lei Ben was like that, Gu Qingyuan had already sheathed his sword and shouted at the lightning.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it seemed as if a great cause and effect was touched off. Lei Ben's luck was greatly broken, his fortune declined, and he was filled with calamity. However, he himself was unaware of it. He just paused for a moment and flew away.

Gu Qingyuan had a broad mind and he directly used the Xiyin Xuanlei curse to break Lei Ben's luck and bring about the calamity. It was inevitable that he would die, and he would only wait for the calamity to pass and turn into ashes.

Behind him, the immortals could not see much mystery and just thought that Qinghong was not proficient in escape techniques. However, one of them had some research on the method of observing qi and calculating, and even practiced the magical power of the Great Evolution of Heaven.

Feng Yang stared at Gu Qingyuan's back, looking at the shadow that no longer looked fierce after the murderous aura was gone, and suddenly a trace of fear crept into his heart.

(End of this chapter)