Chapter 73: The First in Xuanmen
"Boom!!!"

The ground in the courtyard shook violently. Horrifying explosions were heard from the incandescent white barrier. Narrow cracks appeared one after another across the surface of the light curtain, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

"Uncle Master!" Lu Jin was nervous and held his breath. The bad premonition made his heart beat wildly.

"Wow—"

The next second, the barrier melted like snowflakes, Jiang Mo's black clothes were stained with blood, and he smiled gently, as if the fierce fight was not worth mentioning to him.

"worry about me?"

"That's not necessary."

Seeing that there were no obvious bleeding wounds on his uncle's body, Lu Jin's heart was relieved. His clothes were already wet with cold sweat inadvertently. Just now, he was guarding the barrier and vaguely heard the roar inside the barrier. He couldn't predict how fierce the battle was.

Objects kept hitting the barrier from time to time, causing ripples of Qi light. Especially in the final stage, he began to worry whether the barrier could withstand it.

Lu Jin let out a long sigh and said rather ashamedly, "Master, I'm glad you're okay. It seems like I was just giving it a false alarm."

His eyes were attracted by the ruins. He took a subconscious look and found that there was no one alive. They were all killed by Jiang Mo with thundering means.

"It caused quite a stir."

Jiang Mo raised his head slightly, his sight seemed to penetrate the winding corridors, and he heard hurried footsteps, as if he foresaw the large number of gamblers and thugs rushing over.

"It's time to go home."

After saying this, he waved his hand and walked away. Clouds of energy descended, and the two of them rode the wind into the sky, disappearing into the vast night.

After a while, a large number of gambling house staff arrived. There was no intact body to be found in the blood-stained and broken ruins. Especially the death of the owner Han Suxiao, the whole place was in chaos and disorder.

Soon, some strange people from the surrounding area heard the news and came to spy on the scene. They were so frightened that their hands and feet went numb. They saw with their own eyes that all the ruthless people who were notorious in Quanxing were killed on the spot.

"Corpse Flame, Liu Mingyuan."

"Mo Ke, Pei Hanyi."

"Gui Ling, Yi Fengshuang."

"Chiwu, Gu Hengyi."

"Dead cold, Han Suxiao."

In the end, after the bodies were counted, a total of 19 Quanxing monsters were found, and all high-end combat forces were killed.

The situation at the scene was spread across the country overnight by visiting spies and informants. All forces knew about it and while they applauded, they were also extremely shocked.

At the same time, news came that the Quanxing Dawang Mountain stronghold was destroyed and turned into a dead ruin.

Within a few days, even though many evildoers had gathered together, the powerful Quan Xing was still uprooted. Two acting leaders and many elders were killed. The remaining minions were frightened and went into hiding or claimed to quit the sect.

The clues point directly to the Trinity Sect, with which they have a blood feud. After witnessing the incident at Mount Longhu, most of the sect leaders and masters have become more respectful of the Trinity Sect's successor.

In just one day, he crossed the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, wiped out all the enemies like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and killed them to the point of breaking point.

History seemed to be repeating itself. In the past, there were evil cultivators in southern Xinjiang causing chaos. The immortal Daying turned the tide and captured the head of the powerful enemy.
Today's successors are even worse, turning the entire world upside down and killing countless monsters. Even many ruthless characters of the older generation have been killed.

Regardless of whether the sects were watching or helping in this incident, they all recognized the fact once again that the Trinity Xuanmen was still the number one Xuanmen in the world, and no one could shake its position.

Late at night, the mountains and forests were quiet. The thunderclouds hanging high in the sky were majestic and terrifying, and low thunder rumbled echoed from time to time. A ray of silver light came from the end of the sky, tearing through the sea of ​​clouds and landing at the Trinity Mountain Gate.

"Uncle Master!!"

"Junior Brother Lu!!"

Shuiyun and Zhuge Yu, who were on night watch, stepped forward quickly. They looked at the two men's damaged and bloodstained clothes and asked anxiously, "Are you all right?"

"Nothing is wrong, Shuiyun. How is the sect doing these days? Has any evil spirit attacked the mountain?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Changqing and I were guarding the mountain gate at the time. Seven demons broke into the mountain. Three of them were killed by thunder while climbing the stone steps. The rest escaped."

"I am incompetent and dare not go down the mountain to finish them off without permission. Please forgive me, uncle."

Shuiyun still had a bandage around his neck, his face was pale, his injuries had not healed, and his voice sounded a little weak.

"As long as you are okay, the rest is not important."

Jiang Mo crossed the water and clouds and said, "I am covered in blood. I will go take a bath first. You go and tell Brother Si Chong that I am back. Tell him not to worry about the things down the mountain."

"Okay, Uncle Master, you've worked hard."

Shuiyun took a step and walked towards the inner courtyard, not forgetting to remind: "Junior Brother Zhuge, go to the kitchen quickly and prepare some dinner." "Okay, I'll go right away."

Seeing Lu Jin and Jiang Mo return safely, Zhuge Yu's uneasiness suddenly dissipated, but looking at the tiredness on their faces, heat welled up in his eyes and his heart ached.

Jiang Mo smiled and didn't say much.

He came out of the reverse rebirth state, his gray hair turned black again, and he walked straight back to his bedroom, got a set of clothes, and then went to a pond somewhere in the back mountain.

The jungle was silent, the moonlight was shining, Jiang Mo stopped by the pond and took off his tattered black clothes.

"thump--!"

He jumped down, splashing water. The clear, cool water soaked his whole body, washing away all the dirt and relieving his fatigue.

In an instant, Jiang Mo changed into a white robe, returned to the Taoist Palace, pushed open the door of the pharmacy, and met two old friends.

"Junior brother!"

"Uncle Master!"

Si Chong and Cheng Zhen were both overjoyed. Since Shui Yun told them the situation, the two of them had been waiting patiently on the hospital bed, their hearts were so excited that if it weren't for their inconvenient legs and feet, they would have wanted to rush out.

"I'm back. Everything went smoothly." Jiang Mo walked closer with a faint smile. Without hiding anything, he told him everything about his descent from the mountain.

Especially when they heard that Wu Gensheng, despite using all his strength, was still blasted into a pool of rotten meat, the anger that had been pent up in their hearts was finally released.

"It's a pity that they have a backup plan." Cheng Zhen sighed regretfully.

"These two alone can't cause any trouble. The next time I meet them, I will wait until my profound skills are more advanced. Even if they use the same method, I will just kill them."

Jiang Mo's three-fold cultivation of reverse life has reached its peak perfection, but his Trinity True Method still has a lot of room for improvement. He needs to spend time exploring the changes in the Five Elements Qi and the Yin and Yang Qi.

Si Chong, who was standing by, seemed to be recalling something. After a long while, he said in deep thought, "Junior brother, if you are really sure that they are still alive and are protected by the evil cultivators in Southern Xinjiang, I probably know what kind of secret technique this is."

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it. Brother, please tell me more about it so that I can learn more."

Jiang Mo chuckled, sat on the edge of the bed, and reminisced with his brothers and nephews whom he hadn't seen for many years. His mood couldn't help but improve.

Cheng Zhen also looked over, pricked up his ears, and listened attentively.

"Ah, that was a long time ago."

Si Chong fell into reminiscence and opened up the conversation, frankly saying, "It was the trick of the remnants of the Southern Frontier. Back then, Senior Brother, Cheng Zhen and I fought against the evil cultivators together, and along the way we killed a Grand Master who was proficient in witchcraft and poison."

"The Shiwan Mountains are dangerous. Senior Brother did not allow us to follow him. We only stayed in a nearby town."

"He broke in on his own and came out half a year later"

"Later, I talked to him in detail and learned that the poison cultivator he killed was strangely resurrected in the tribe deep in the mountains."

"It is an evil art called 'Death Coffin Yin Body'. It is not owned by one clan. Many forces in the Hundred Thousand Mountains have mastered it. However, the conditions for refining it are not easy. It requires a large amount of human blood and a large amount of medicinal materials. The process is very complicated."

"The characteristic of this secret technique is that it makes two copies of a person's body in advance, just like printing a newspaper. The two copies exist independently, and their memories coexist. As long as the consciousness of one body collapses, the other body will wake up, give birth to the same consciousness, and continue life."

After he finished speaking, Cheng Zhen was surprised and said, "In such a big world, there is such a secret technique. It is really rare."

Jiang Mo also had something in mind. Logically speaking, as long as the Yin body was revived and consciousness and memory were integrated, the Soul-Breaking Spell he chanted would most likely also affect the new body, and Wu Gensheng would not be able to escape.

Seeing Jiang Mo in deep thought, Si Chong comforted him, "Forget it, Junior Brother."

"You don't need to blame yourself. You've done enough this time. You've wiped out all the elites and pillars of the whole system. Compared to the whereabouts of that thief, I'm more worried about whether you have any hidden illness in your body."

Si Chong spoke earnestly, saying that ever since his senior brother passed away, he was the only junior brother left among his peers who were on good terms with him, and naturally he didn't want to see any accidents happen.

"It's just a monster. It can't do anything to me."

Jiang Mo assured him and said with a warm smile: "I had dispersed the disciples before, but now that the matter is over and my name is known all over the world, it's time to take the disciples back."

"Brother, Xiao Chengzhen, what do you think?"

"Uncle Master, you can arrange it." Cheng Zhen nodded.

"Junior brother, you take charge of the overall situation. As for me, I can rest assured. The burden of this sect will be handed over to you from now on."

Si Chong's words were cheerful and comforting. In the brightly lit pharmacy, there was constant laughter and chatter, making the place warm and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)