Chapter 523: The Immortal Cultivating Pig

The wind was blowing fiercely, the red flags were fluttering, Zhang Wuji pointed at Wang Yansheng from afar and said: "I am ready, let's fight!"

There was some surprise on Wang Yansheng's face. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He just raised his sword and released the sword intent of Zhu Xian. The sword light flew and came in front of Zhang Wuji in a blink of an eye, but was blocked by his gun.

The sword intent of Zhu Xian, which was supposed to be able to cut through everything, seemed to have met its nemesis when it touched the red flag. When the two collided, not even a spark was produced, and the entire sword intent was wiped out in an instant.

"This……"

True Man Yuxian spoke. He asked himself that it would be difficult to block such sword intent if he faced it personally. Ordinary magic weapons would be broken by one slash, and the protective glow would be damaged by one touch. Even if one did not lose his life in time to dodge, he would be covered in dust. How come Zhang Wuji handled it so easily?

Wang Yansheng shook his head with a sullen face: "His red flag was transformed from dragon energy, and the hearts of all people gathered together. The original forbidden spirit ability now has an additional change, called breaking the law. The forbidden spirit is the art of dispersing spiritual energy. Breaking the law, as the name suggests, is to break all the magical powers in the world, and the sword intent is naturally no exception."

Seeing that Wang Yansheng spoke so clearly, Yuxian was puzzled. He saw that Wang Yansheng and Zhang Wuji did not seem to be meeting for the first time, but more like old acquaintances. There were some sharp and mysterious wits in what both sides said. He wanted to ask for clarification, but he could not find the opportunity at the moment.

Seeing that Yuxian wanted to speak, Wang Yansheng naturally knew what he wanted to ask. After all, he had never been secretive in his conversation with Zhang Wuji and only omitted some information. However, he did not want to explain now, nor did he have the energy to do so.

"That spell-breaking technique sounds powerful, but in fact, it has its limits. Mana is one aspect, and the power of the spell is another limitation. Otherwise, it would be truly invincible," he paused, sighed, and continued, "If there is a powerful magical power that can break the red flag restriction, at least for a short period of time, the spell-breaking technique will not be able to be used."

Yuxian and the others exchanged a glance, and seeing Zhang Wuji striding towards them, they could only put aside their doubts and attack together. Not only that, they also called out to the other true practitioners not to hold back, telling them how powerful it was, and countless magic lights were directed at Zhang Wuji.

As the red flag was unfurled, the numerous spells disappeared without a trace dozens of feet away from Zhang Wuji. What followed were all kinds of magical powers, like wind knives and frost swords. Everyone thought clearly that the red flag really had the ability to break spells. Even if it couldn't release great magical powers, they could win by quality and use up Zhang Wuji's magic power.

Zhang Wuji rushed left and right, with magical powers raining down on him. Wherever he went, there was a large magical vacuum. He moved without any delay, but rather smoothly. No one knew that in his current state, he was connected to the people. The stronger the people were, the stronger he himself would be, and the same went for his magic power recovery.

"This state can be used as a last resort, but it cannot be used often. If it weren't for the fact that the Ming Dynasty had accumulated a lot of dragon energy, I'm afraid the country's fortune would have been drained by me. I should give it a name, so why not call it Zhenguo?"

He was still daydreaming, and when Wang Yansheng regrouped and attacked with four swords at the same time, Zhang Wuji retreated and dodged.

"My fellow Taoists should have seen that this method is really difficult to deal with. If you have any way, you can use it."

Wang Yansheng spoke, and a group of true practitioners looked at each other in bewilderment. They had used up all the treasures they had kept, but who would have thought that the restrictions on the magic weapons would be mostly dissolved by the knock of the red flag. It was so painful that their hearts ached. If they were to use other means, they would only have to burn their lives or self-destruct and throw themselves out as human bombs.

It was still Yuxian Zhenren who saw it clearly. He stood up and said, "Your Majesty, if you have any other methods, please speak up." "There is indeed a method," Wang Yansheng said. Before everyone could get excited, he interrupted and said, "It's just that this method has no problem for me, but it is not the case for you."

"My four immortal swords are of the same origin and belong to the same sect. When the four swords are used together, they can form a sword formation to kill the immortals, which can bring about infinite life and death. However, this formation is extremely fierce and I cannot withstand it alone."

Without waiting for Master Yuxian to speak, he continued, "Even if you four were included, it would be impossible. You are only using swords, not controlling them. You dare not move more than a little, for fear of being injured by the sword energy. How can you set up a large formation?"

Wang Yansheng glanced at everyone and said, "To complete this formation, we need the combined efforts of everyone here, using the righteous energy to suppress it as the foundation of the formation. There is no other way." After saying this, he turned his back without looking at everyone, and faced Zhang Wuji with his sword in hand.

The righteous cultivator was hesitant to speak, and what he said was clear. They needed to join forces, but if they took the sword, they would have to suppress the sect's luck and merge it into Dajing. Seeing that Zhang Wuji was assisted by the dragon energy of the Ming Dynasty and was extremely powerful, if the luck of the righteous path entered Dajing, to what extent would Wang Yansheng, as the king of a country, become powerful? By then, it would be hard to say whether the righteous path was the righteous path of all the Xuanmen in the world, or Wang Yansheng's private army.

"My fellow practitioners, don't hesitate any longer," Yu Xian said with a wry smile, "Can't you see that this is a trap set by Wang Yansheng for us? With the magical power of breaking the law, ordinary cultivators can't do anything to the devil. If we want to break the trap, we can only rely on the power of Wang Yansheng."

"There are two ways. One is to merge into Dajing. I think with our help, Dajing can last for tens of millions of years and suppress the world, even if it cannot become an immortal dynasty like the heaven in the upper realm. But it will make us, oh no, you put on shackles. From now on, the dynasty is above and the immortal sect is below."

Halfway through his words, he remembered that he had already been merged into Dajing, and quickly changed his words: "As for the other one, it is to fight to the death, to fight for a way out with one's life, but now the spiritual energy is dissipating, the demons are fierce, and the strength of the true cultivators has been weakened, I am afraid it will be difficult."

Everyone was silent after hearing these words. They were constantly calculating in their hearts that Wang Yansheng had set up a trap to lure people into it. Now they connected everything together like stringing beads into a line. There was one thing Yuxian did not say, which was if Wang Yansheng had set up the trap, why did he cooperate with that devil so skillfully? The mystery behind it was speechless.

In the final analysis, it was still because of greed in his heart, wanting to use the country's luck and dragon energy to achieve enlightenment. In addition, he was unlucky and his cultivation was insufficient, which put him in a dilemma. If he had a great cultivation, he would have broken the formation and captured the demon long ago. Why would he be stuck here?

"Over thousands of years, countless disasters, the righteous and mysterious sects have also survived, with some minor setbacks, but never any major disturbances. How come in this life, all kinds of troubles have arisen, what a mess"

Everyone lamented that their ancestors had survived the tribulation and ascended to heaven, becoming immortals. That tribulation was just a minor disturbance in their cultivation career. But how come it happened to them? Not only could they not be promoted to heaven, they even had to sell themselves off to others.

There were even some hot-tempered and anxious monks who wanted to go forward to find out what was going on, but seeing that no one came to stop them, they had to find a way out and retreat to the back in silence.

"Stupid pig, who would play along with you at this critical moment? This is not the right way to be the first to stand out. Sigh, you are still talking about others. Am I not also a stupid pig? A stupid pig who can cultivate immortality?"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in unison.

(End of this chapter)