Chapter 520: Dionysus

Soon, three people walked out from the righteous path. One was Xu Xun, a Nanchang layman from the Jingming Sect, and the other was Huang Shunyu, a Taoist priest of the Qingwei Sect. The remaining spot was taken by the Zen Sect of Buddhism, and was Master Du'e, a fire monk.

The three of them and Yuxian stood in front of Wang Yansheng. Because Xu Xun's cultivation was slightly inferior, in order to prevent any omissions, they invited Taoist Master Leihuo to work together to control the magic sword.

"Now that everyone has gathered, please, Your Majesty, please use your magic sword to break this spell."

True Man Yuxian looked at the situation on the battlefield with a frown on his face, filled with worry. Now Dugu Lan raised his sword and swung it, and the space between him was filled with sword energy, each one like a rolling dragon and each like an autumn wind. Above the sword, the sword world suppressed one side, and the sound of golden swords and iron weapons continued endlessly.

However, Dugu Lan no longer had any of his composure on his face. His hair and beard were all untied, and his long black hair fluttered in the wind. His face looked crazy and arrogant, and now he looked like a righteous man with an evil side, like a sword madman from Mount Shu.

Not only that, he held the sword in one hand and grabbed the wine gourd on his waist with the other hand. As he swung the sword, he took a sip of strong liquor. The sword energy drifted away along with the diffused aroma of wine, showing his wildness.

"Sir, sir, you look ferocious, you draw your sword when the air is thick, you shout three times and leave quickly, suddenly a head falls from the sky, the sword rises and flies thousands of miles to kill, the sound of wind and thunder is loud when chasing rain, the place where the head is carried is not the place where the person is, why do you chant loudly across the five lakes, your thick eyebrows are erect and your words are like thunder, when you hear that you are unfair, you put down your cup, you fly thousands of miles in the air with your sword, you leave me at the first watch and come back at the second watch, sir, sir, don't seek outside, the way is to pass on the sword, you must take it back, today we meet by the river and the sea, I will persuade you to rest with a cup of village wine, your thick eyebrows are erect and your evil spirit is fierce, you jump thousands of miles into the air, carrying the three-foot sword in the box on your back, to show the sky that you are unfair."

He struck with one sword after another, each one slaying the evil and punishing the wicked. Dugu Lan raised his head and drank the wine. The wine spilled onto his front, wetting his clothes, but there was endless sword intent surging out.

He laughed loudly and said, "Baiyue, fine wine should be seasoned with sword energy, enemy blood should moisten the throat, and watch me, Dugu Lan, use my sword!"

"Bacchus curse!"

A shadowy figure holding a pot and wielding a sword appeared behind Dugu Lan, but disappeared in an instant. In the moonlight in the east, a wisp of silk passed through the sky. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a crystal white sword.

The white sword arrived in an instant. Due to its extreme speed, it left a hundred-mile-long stream of light behind it, splitting the sky in two. The sword energy it emitted cut the dark clouds into pieces. When the sword passed Dugu Lan, the hundred-mile-long stream of sword energy dissipated little by little from the tail.

Baiyue was not panicked. He just clasped his hands together, and the Water Spirit Pearl floated in the air. The white sword transformed by the Dionysus Spell was only more than three feet long, and it rushed straight towards the huge water monster. The two collided and pierced the water monster, leaving countless blood holes. The evil beast roared, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The white sword was alive, and the sword energy split into light and transformed into shadows, like a dense net in the sky. In a blink of an eye, it skinned the water monster, leaving only a pale skeleton.

But the sword energy was not only for eliminating the evil beast. The tip of the sword pointed directly at Baiyue. Looking at the miserable skeleton of the water monster, Baiyue sighed. The Water Spirit Pearl emitted a fluorescent light and took in the bones. The water monster was originally a water spirit, and its water veins became a spirit. When the heaven and earth were created, it formed flesh and blood with a ferocious demonic energy. It could be killed but not lethal. Now that it was killed, its true spirit and flesh returned to the Water Spirit Pearl. I am afraid it will take hundreds of years for it to wake up again.

He stretched out a finger and touched the white sword, level with the tip of the sword: "The Dionysus Curse is worthy of being your most precious treasure, but although this Dionysus Curse is fierce, its essence is the Qi Sect's meridian severing technique, which harms yourself and others. It can only be used nine times in a lifetime, so why waste it on me."

Dugu Lan was breathing heavily. As soon as the Dionysus Curse was cast, a meridian in his right arm was blocked. For a swordsman who was wielding a sword to kill enemies, this was tantamount to cutting off one of his own arms.

Hearing what Baiyue said, he smiled, his black hair wet by the wine hanging on one side of his face, looking a little embarrassed, but also indescribably free and easy: "That person gave me a treasure, which contains a secret technique, which is this Dionysus Curse, which says that it cannot be used except in a life-and-death situation." "But he also said that the Dionysus Curse is the Qi Sect Meridian Cutting Technique, and it is also a divine summoning technique that can call upon the Dionysus to strike out with a sword. It was this sword that paved the way for me and led me to become a sword practitioner. I have used this sword to hone my sword energy for decades, and I have also been trapped for decades."

Dugu Lan laughed at himself, "In terms of skills, I can be said to be the best in the world. In terms of swordsmanship, I am not afraid of anyone in the world." He glanced at the group of righteous monks and sneered. Those Xuanmen monks only used swords as weapons and pursued sharp sword energy, but in fact they still had all kinds of magical powers. They were strong enough to fly bricks, and they could use swords, which could also be replaced by knives, hammers, and even bricks.

But he is different. Dugu Lan's entire cultivation is based on the sword. His skills, methods, spirit and intention are all used for the sword. He is a real sword embryo.

"That sword intent is hidden in the Dionysus spell. It laid the foundation for me, but also became a cage that bound me," Dugu Lan said softly, "I would like to ask the sword cultivators in the world, if they knew that there was a sword that could overturn the sun and the moon, how could they allow the sword to be hidden in the sheath and not shine."

He looked at Bai Yue and said, "Over the years, I have been looking for someone who can help me to wield the sword power of the Dionysus Curse. However, those people from the Xuanmen sect are all reckless men who cultivate strength instead of sword skills. Whether it is a life-and-death battle or a sword fight, they are not worthy of my sword. They are not worthy!"

Bai Yue maintained his posture, looking at the sword transformed by the Dionysus spell in front of him. Although it was not good-looking, it contained tremendous power. It was extremely sharp and could cut through anything. It was a supreme sword intent.

He whispered, "So, you came looking for me?"

Dugu Lan nodded: "Although you don't practice swordsmanship and don't know sword techniques, you have your own way and can be called a hero. It's not an insult for me to use my sword for you."

As he spoke, his face was filled with obsession and madness: "If I can see this sword, I would be willing to die, so why would I be afraid of a minor injury like a broken meridian?"

Bai Yue then put down his hand and looked at Dugu Lan: "It is indeed a good sword, enough to kill me. The power is a little overflowing, which is really a waste. Congratulations, you got what you wanted."

He sighed softly and said, "Unfortunately, this sword is a sword you borrowed from the sky. It is not your sword. I hope I can see the sword that belongs to you in the future."

After he finished speaking, there was no wind, and his whole body dissipated like fine sand, slowly disappearing into the invisible. In fact, when Dugu Lan made his sword gesture and the magic sword appeared, Baiyue had already been injured by the sword energy. In just a moment, his body was shattered by the sword light and collapsed. Raising his hand to stop it was just an outward appearance, a false appearance, because in reality, he was already at the end of his strength.

Before the Xuanmen cultivators could get excited, another figure slowly appeared at the place where Baiyue disappeared. It was Baiyue. He looked at the righteous cultivators with stiff faces and said, "I said this sword can take my life, but I don't think I said that I only have one life, right?"

Dugu Lan put away his sword and retreated quickly. He was not at all surprised that Baiyue had been resurrected. If we talk about knowing each other inside out, apart from Fengdu, the four of them were the ones who understood each other best.

Bai Yue sighed: "It's a pity that my physical body was destroyed and all my accumulated cultivation was wasted. Well, I'm not very satisfied with that physical body either, so I'll take this opportunity to re-adjust it."

After saying this, he smiled at everyone, put his hand on their shoulders, saluted, and then disappeared and retreated to the rear.

(End of this chapter)