The Ascension Plan of the Ancestral Star of the Shuttles

Chapter 128 I Will Stop It
In the last battle at Tongtian Peak, Daoxuan finally activated the Zhuxian Sword Formation to kill the demons and monsters.

Because Zhang Xiaofan was dragged away from the battlefield by Zhang Xiaobo and others, but he didn't meet Lin Jingyu and Lu Xueqi like in the original book.

Lin Jingyu went to the ancestor's ancestral hall as fate did, and met Wan Jianyi.

After the Mo Dao monster retreated from the mountain, Zhang Xiaobo and others took Zhang Xiaofan back to Yuqing Hall.

It's a pity that they don't have enough Taoism and practice now, so they can escape by themselves, but they are still far from being able to lead others to escape.

Otherwise they would have taken Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu down the mountain long ago, why would they have stayed in this dangerous place.

Daoxuan, who was almost exhausted, brought up the old matter again, and asked Zhang Xiaofan: "Are you still unwilling to tell your secret?"

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked, he felt that all the eyes around him were focused on him, some of them were concerned, some were contemptuous, but most of them were doubts.

Daoxuan sighed, and said slowly: "Zhang Xiaofan, after you joined my Qingyun sect, did we treat you badly?"

Zhang Xiaofan immediately shook his head and said hastily: "Sect Master, no, there is no such thing, master and wife are very kind to me."

When he said this, Tian Buyi's body visibly trembled, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated.

Although he didn't treat this disciple harshly, he definitely couldn't say that he treated him very well.

On the contrary, it was this disciple who consistently respected him as a master and only thought of his good.

At this moment, Tian Buyi felt extremely guilty.

"But..." Zhang Xiaofan's expression was extremely painful, "But, this disciple really has some unavoidable difficulties, I...I can't..."

"Say."

Suddenly there was a loud roar, the sound moved the audience, like thunder, and everyone was startled.

Zhang Xiaofan involuntarily took a step back, looked at the man, suddenly startled.

The person who uttered this roar was not Qingyun, but Pukong, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple.

Among the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, Pukong ranks the lowest, but he has the most violent temper.

When he was young, he subdued demons, and with the Buddhist rare treasure "Golden Buddha Bowl" in his hand, he killed countless evildoers.

Later, as he got older and realized the meaning of Buddhism, he gradually lived in seclusion in Tianyin Temple.

In today's bloody battle against Qingyun, Pukong went on a killing spree, using his unpredictable Buddhist way to fight the demon sect in blood.

At this moment, a monk's robe was covered with blood stains everywhere, he looked like a Buddhist eminent monk no matter where he looked, he looked like a ghost from hell, no wonder Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback.

This time, everyone from Tianyin Temple came to Qingyun Mountain with the intention of provoking their master to ask their sins.

Tianyin Temple's supreme true Dharma "Dafan Prajna", which has never been passed on to the outside world, will be learned by a young disciple of Qingyunmen. How can this be achieved?

At this moment Pukong saw Zhang Xiaofan hesitating, he was annoyed in his heart, plus today the precept of killing has been lifted, he was indescribably upset, he couldn't help but let out a Buddhist lion roar.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment by his thunderous voice, but he still hasn't recovered.

Standing with Lin Jingyu, Zhang Xiaobo and others at the back, Second Uncle Wang, who had been looking at Shui Qilin with a smirk, was startled and turned his head to look here.

A ferocious monk, covered in blood, stared at Zhang Xiaofan angrily, like a ghost who wanted to eat people.

There was an instant silence in the Yuqing Palace.

"what……"

Suddenly, a heart-piercing scream rang out from the dilapidated Yuqing Palace.

Uncle Wang's face was bloodless, his whole face was pale, his whole body trembled, he pointed at Pukong tremblingly, and screamed, "Ghost...ghost...ghost...ghost..."

The voice was so shrill, even though it was daylight, everyone in the hall felt a chill at the same time.

Even Pukong, who was furious just now, was taken aback by Second Uncle Wang, confused, "You...what are you talking about, what the hell am I?"

But Second Uncle Wang seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he was shaking desperately. Lin Xiaoyue next to him tried to comfort him, but it didn't work at all.

I saw him shrinking slowly, he didn't dare to look at Pukong again, his eyes were closed tightly, obviously extremely frightened.

He kept saying, "Ghost...Ghost...he killed someone...don't kill me, don't kill me...don't kill me..."

A haze silently enveloped the place, Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu, and Zhang Xiaobo stiffened at the same time.

Especially Zhang Xiaofan, in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a faint red light.

Pukong was watched by everyone, and said angrily, "I don't recognize this person at all, what are you looking at?"

Lin Jingyu slowly let go of Second Uncle Wang's hand, and walked to Zhang Xiaofan's side with Zhang Xiaobo and the others.

"He...why...wh...what...said...it was...you?" Lin Jingyu asked slowly, word by word.

His complexion is as terrifying as Zhang Xiaofan's, the difference is that while his eyes are full of hatred, he is still sober.

Pukong said angrily: "How would I know? He is just a lunatic."

Zhang Xiaobo was even angrier than him, and shouted: "It is precisely because he is a lunatic that he can't lie, lunatics can't lie, only normal people can."

Everyone's face changed drastically, what they said made sense!
But at this moment, with a sudden sound of the Buddha's chant, Master Puhong, who was sitting behind Pukong, spoke suddenly, with a painful tone.

"Amitabha, if you plant evil, you will reap evil fruit, sin, sin."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience fell silent in an instant, and Pukong's body was like a piece of wood. After a long while, he slowly turned to face Master Puhong, and said in a shy voice, "Senior brother, what did you say?"

Master Pu Hong's face was pale, and he didn't know whether it was a physical injury or guilt in his heart, but he closed his eyes and lowered his brows, and said in a low voice for a long while: "Faxiang."

Ever since Second Uncle Wang suddenly fell ill, Faxiang, who had always looked ugly and pale, shook his body and said, "The disciple is here."

Master Pu Hong said slowly: "There is no need to hide it, you can tell them! Junior brother did something wrong back then, and today we must not wrong this benefactor Zhang again."

There was a bang in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, there was a faint whistling voice, as if scratching at his heart.

Fa Xiang walked forward slowly, looked at countless astonished faces, and then landed on Zhang Xiaofan in the field.

"Back then, it was indeed our people from Tianyin Temple who killed the entire village of Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain."

"what?"

In an instant, countless voices of horror, shock, disbelief, and anger burst out from the Yuqing Palace in Qingyun Mountain like explosions.

Even Daoxuan, Tian Buyi and other well-cultivated masters could not help but change their faces.

Just now they all thought that Cangsong was responsible for the massacre in Caomiao Village, and they didn't connect the fact that Zhang Xiaofan was pregnant with Dafan Prajna with this matter at all.

Fa Xiang's words at this time were undoubtedly a thunderbolt in their minds.

Lin Jingyu pulled out the dragon-slaying sword that was rippling with blue light, and stared at Faxiang.

Zhang Xiaobo and the others also sacrificed the fairy swords that had just been refined. Eight red fairy swords were suspended in the hall in an instant, and the sword points all pointed at the monks of Tianyin Temple.

Only Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly sank so leisurely, so deep, so sinking.

Then, a long-familiar cold feeling and a deep bloody hostility enveloped him.

The angry scolding gradually subsided, and Fa Xiang didn't care about other people at all, not even a glance at the nine murderous immortal swords.

His eyes were only on Zhang Xiaofan, both worried and regretful.

Only when everyone was completely quiet did Faxiang continue speaking slowly.

"The murderer is my Third Martial Uncle, Master Puzhi, one of the Four Great Monks."

As soon as these words came out, there was another wave of excitement, and everyone was completely stunned.

Zhang Xiaofan's body swayed once, then again, he couldn't feel anything anymore.

It seemed as if the whole sky had collapsed, and I was just a very ridiculous, very sad person!

The sadness deeply engraved in the depths of his soul seemed to have turned into a demon at this moment, biting his heart fiercely.

After mourning, what are you left with?
On the fire stick, it gradually lit up, with a slightly bright blue light mixed with a touch of gold.

But all of this can't cover up that layer of cold red blood.

Never before had such a strong hostility, as if the bloody aura that had been concentrated in the blood-devouring bead and the soul-destroying stick for thousands of years, accompanied by the desperation that roared with anger from countless revenant souls, poured into his chest at the same time.

Dharma Primer slowly explained in detail what Puzhi had done in Caomiao Village in order to realize the ideal of Buddhism and Taoism, and practice on the same person.

"what……"

After Faxiang finished speaking, Lin Jingyu let out a wild roar, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, he slashed at Faxiang with the Dragon Slaying Sword and his body.

And the eight fairy swords of Zhang Xiaobo and others also flew towards the monks of Tianyin Temple at the same time.

Daoxuan shouted anxiously: "Quick, stop it quickly."

Before he finished speaking, Tian Buyi, Suru, Zeng Shuchang, Master Shuiyue and others have already made a move, blocking all the attacks.

Lin Jingyu burst into tears, weeping bitterly, still struggling despite being blocked by Tian Buyi and others, he roared: "I'm going to kill you, kill you..."

In Tianyin Temple, headed by Puhong and Pukong, all the monks bowed their heads, looked ashamed, and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaobo and the others have only been through the period of agility for more than a year, and their Taoism cultivation is only a little stronger than Lin Jingyu's and others, how can they break through the defense of Tian Buyi and others?

Seeing that they couldn't kill the monks of Tianyin Temple now, they stopped doing useless work and took back their fairy swords one after another.

Zhang Xiaobo roared angrily with red eyes: "Tianyin Temple, I will not live with you."

Xiang Nanpeng also shouted: "What kind of bullshit is an eminent monk, I swear to Nanpeng here today, that in my lifetime, your Tianyin Temple will be wiped out."

If Lin Jingyu's reaction only made them feel guilty, what Zhang Xiaobo and Xiang Nanpeng said made the monks of Tianyin Temple change their expressions and feel deeply uneasy.

There is no faction in the world that dares to say that it can withstand the wrath of the Five Spirit Immortal Sect's thunder.

But this matter was indeed a crime committed by people in Tianyin Temple, but the murderer was still an absolute high-level person in Tianyin Temple, and he was already dead.

Then this blood debt can only be borne by the sect, and if others want revenge, they can only bear it.

Regarding Zhang Xiaobo and Xiang Nanpeng's words, Daoxuan and all Qingyunmen didn't say anything.

They have nothing to say.

On the contrary, strictly speaking, they should seek justice from Tianyin Temple for their disciples.

But the Five Spirit Immortal Sect is destined not to let it go. Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple are both one of the three pillars of the righteous way, so naturally it is not easy to add trouble.

After Daoxuan was silent for a while, he suddenly looked at Fa Xiang and said, "Just now you said that Pu Zhi's oil was exhausted, how did you know the truth of this matter?"

Fa Xiang said silently: "Uncle Pu Zhi once befriended a stranger and got a miracle medicine Three Days Sure Death Pill."

"Take this medicine, no matter how seriously injured you are, it will be able to stimulate your body's full potential within three days and save your life, but after three days, even if your injuries recover, you will still die."

"Uncle Puzhi took this miracle medicine, and finally rushed back to Tianyin Temple within three days, and explained the ins and outs to my benefactor, Master Puhong in detail."

"I was serving my teacher at the time, and I heard this from the sidelines."

Faxiang stared deeply at Zhang Xiaofan, slowly said: "That's how things are, all these things are all the fault of my Master Puzhi from Tianyin Temple, and have nothing to do with Brother Zhang."

"Masters and Uncles of the Qingyun Sect, please don't blame him again."

Daoxuan sighed slightly, let out a long breath, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a burst of low and miserable laughter in the quiet hall.

"Blame? Who is going to blame me?"

The laughter was strange and cold, with endless hatred, Zhang Xiaofan, who had been panting heavily with his head bowed, slowly raised his head.

Those completely red eyes stared at Faxiang with a blood-stained chill.

Faxiang frowned tightly, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Zhang, you...you have to take care of your health, let him pass the past! The days ahead will be long..."

"Go to hell."

Zhang Xiaofan spat out these three words from between his teeth.

Everyone's expressions turned pale, at this moment Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have turned into another person, full of murderous aura, his face was distorted and extremely ferocious.

Zhang Xiaobo also yelled angrily: "Those who go to Nima's past, let him pass. If Tianyin Temple is not destroyed, this matter will never pass."

Lin Xiaoyue tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said worriedly: "Xiao Bo, there seems to be something wrong with Xiao Fan."

Zhang Xiaobo turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaofan, also surprised.

I saw that the fire stick in his right hand was shining brightly, the blood-devouring orb seemed to be reborn, the blue light flourished, mixed with the black energy of the dementor stick, enveloped Zhang Xiaofan, even his face gradually began to blur.

Fa Xiang lost his voice and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, quickly throw away that evil stick, you have been invaded by evil power."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and smiled miserably, his voice was shrill, "What righteous way? What justice? You have always lied to me."

"I have worked hard all my life to keep the secret for him even if I died, but... what am I?"

He opened his arms and shouted to the sky: "What am I?"

This tragic voice echoed between heaven and earth, moving people's hearts and making people cry.

The people in the field all turned pale, Faxiang flew up and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Zhang, give up this thing quickly, or you will fall into the devil's way and never recover..."

Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky, as if he didn't notice Faxiang coming, everyone held their breath for a moment, they were about to catch the fire stick.

Zhang Xiaobo and the others are still hesitating, they don't know whether to stop Fa Xiang, or let Zhang Xiaofan put down the fire stick first, to recover his mind.

Unexpectedly, there was a loud shout in mid-air, and a ray of white light struck from the horizontal. Fa Xiang was caught off guard, and with a muffled groan in mid-air, he flew back backwards.

Everyone was shocked, they saw a flash of green shadow, Bi Yao suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaofan, facing the countless masters of righteousness in front, unexpectedly fearless.

Her eyes were flushed, she was obviously sad for Zhang Xiaofan.

Not to mention other people at the moment, he turned around and grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's hand, said anxiously: "Xiaofan, you come with me, these beastly people are all trying to harm you."

Zhang Xiaofan responded confusedly, but the woman in front of him, for some reason, was the only one he believed in at this lonely moment in the world.

Involuntarily grasping that gentle hand, he followed her.

Zhang Xiaobo said to his three companions: "Let's go too."

But how can this full hall of righteous masters tolerate their presumptuousness?

Especially after a while, many people recognized that Baguio was the only daughter of the Demon Sect's Demon King Sect Master, and immediately exploded.

Today, there are countless casualties in the Qingyun sect, thanks to the gift of the demon sect, the blood feud with the demon sect is really bloody, and there will be no end to death.

For a moment, someone blocked the way, and someone even shouted and asked, began to wonder if Zhang Xiaofan really had something to do with the Demon Cult?

A moment later, the righteous people above the main hall surrounded Zhang Xiaobo and his party.

Zhang Xiaofan stared at his blood-red eyes, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't stop laughing miserably.

I just feel that there are tragic and bloody scenes in my mind over and over again, but it seems to be completely blank. The belief and belief in this life have been completely destroyed today.

Bi Yao is much calmer than him, holding Zhang Xiaofan's hand tightly, standing with him, whispering: "Xiaofan, don't be afraid, even if you die, I will be with you."

Zhang Xiaofan was startled, his mind seemed to wake up.

But at this moment, a loud shout came over: "Who dares to harm my daughter?"

With a sound of swipe, the ghost king's figure appeared in the Yuqing Palace, everyone was stunned and there was an instant uproar.

After a while, Qinglong, Youji and other members of the ghost king's sect appeared one after another, surrounding Zhang Xiaofan and others.

In an instant, there was another chaotic battle, and the members of the Demon Sect went back and killed Tongtian Peak for the second time.

The Qingyun Sect was already seriously injured, although Tian Buyi and the others tried their best to support them, they were helplessly outnumbered, and the situation gradually became critical.

Daoxuan looked at the audience, his eyes seemed to breathe fire.

In one day, Qingyun Mountain, which was sacred and inviolable in the past, was killed by these members of the demon sect, which is really a great shame and shame since Qingyun sect was established.

But what was more important was the current predicament. At this moment, he made up his mind and raised his arms.

The suzerains of the four major sects in the Devil's Cult are still on the scene at this moment, and their eyes are almost all fixed on Daoxuan.

It was obvious at a glance that this old thief wanted to desperately activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation, how could he let him go.

In a moment, the four figures shot towards Daoxuan like lightning, and rushed towards Daoxuan at the same time.

At this moment, as if being summoned by something, the water unicorn, which had been lying outside the Yuqing Hall, suddenly roared and rushed in with great momentum.

The Ghost King and the others were stopped by it, and in a blink of an eye the Shui Qilin had rushed to Daoxuan's side.

I saw it crouching beside Daoxuan, opened its huge mouth, and spat out something, Daoxuan stretched out his hand to take it.

Everyone in the Devil's Cult was shocked, and when they looked around, they saw that it was indeed a long sword.

But at the moment it has no brilliance, it seems to be casted by some kind of strange stone, the sword body and hilt are all in one, it looks like an ordinary stone sword.

Moreover, there are faint lines on the sword body, which seems to be a little worn out, and there are faint cracks on the sword body.

It turned out that the ancient sword of Zhu Xian actually looked like this, and it was hidden in the mouth of the water unicorn, which no one could have imagined.

When the Zhuxian ancient sword fell into Daoxuan's hands, a sudden change occurred, and in an instant, an inconceivably hot white light appeared from the blade of the ancient sword.

It only took a moment to completely cover the huge Yuqing Palace, everyone was shocked for a moment, and they all stopped.

But in the light, he saw Daoxuan's body shaking a few more times.

How knowledgeable and experienced the Ghost King and the others are, they almost didn't need to say anything, and immediately rushed together.

Tian Buyi and others shouted angrily, but it was too late to help.

Unexpectedly, although Daoxuan was weak, he put his left hand on Shui Qilin, and swung forward the ancient sword of Zhu Xian with his right hand.

The white light surged like a huge wave, Poison God and others worked together, and the two collided with each other, making a loud bang.

The Yuqing Palace, which was half broken, now even the remaining ruined walls collapsed, and the dust flew up in an instant.

Ghost King and the others involuntarily took a step back, and the faces of the four of them all changed color. The power of this ancient sword of Zhu Xian is really inconceivable.

But even so, Daoxuan spurted out a mouthful of blood with a puff when he was surrounded by the light of Zhu Xian's ancient sword.

However, he was desperate and managed to float onto Shui Qilin's body.

The water unicorn let out a roar, and flew towards the sky with its teeth and claws.

Between the heavens and the earth, only the Zhu Xian's light is left, shining brightly, and getting more and more prosperous.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting mantras, the incomparably brilliant seven-colored air sword reappeared in the sky, and continuously separated monochromatic air swords, shining brightly.

People from the Demon Sect suffered heavy casualties again, the Poison God Ghost King and others had to order to retreat, but Baguio, Zhang Xiaofan and Zhang Xiaobo were the last ones.

Daoxuan was in mid-air, he already saw Zhang Xiaofan falling into the devil way.

When he fought against Fa Xiang, Lu Xueqi and others just now, his shots were fierce and ruthless, and his demeanor was crazy at the moment, obviously he was completely unreasonable.

But this person possessed the two true methods of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, and even had an unworldly evil in his hands.

If you let the tiger go back to the mountain, I'm afraid that the murders you will cause in the future will far exceed those of ordinary people from the Demon Sect.

Daoxuan sighed softly in his heart, but his mind had already been decided at this moment.

Even if he is discussed by the world and blamed by the Five Spirits Immortal Sect in the future, he must not leave this peerless calamity behind.

At the moment Daoxuan gathered his last spiritual power, in an instant all the colorful Qi swords in the sky shone brightly together.

Especially the seven-colored main sword of the formation, it was half as big again, it made a bang, shaking the world, rushed down like the wrath of an ancient god, and hit Zhang Xiaofan directly.

Zhang Xiaobo and the others couldn't help being startled and angry, and shouted: "Reverend Daoxuan, what do you want to do?"

Not to mention the people in the Devil's Cult losing color, even the people in the Righteous Way, everyone in Tianyin Temple and Qingyunmen did not change color.

Tian Buyi and Suru turned pale, Tian Linger screamed and passed out.

At the side, Lu Xueqi tightly grasped the Tianyan Excalibur, her face was pale, and even the Tianyan in her hand trembled slightly.

That shocking gigantic sword was struck head-on, and before it reached the ground, there was a loud rattling noise.

The ground within a zhang radius around Zhang Xiaofan exploded and the wind howled, enveloping him, it was already a mortal situation.

Zhang Xiaofan stared at his blood-red eyes, enveloped by invisible sword energy, he couldn't break free, the grief, resentment and hatred in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

He watched the terrifying giant sword in the sky fall quickly with boundless killing intent, and opened his mouth to scream.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The sound shook the whole field, and the color of the sky and the earth changed, but the Sword of Exorcising Immortals, as if it was a ruthless thing to destroy all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, still attacked him mercilessly.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was about to become a dead soul under the sword, his body was smashed to pieces.

Suddenly, the world suddenly became quiet, and even the earth-shattering momentum of the Zhuxian Sword Formation held its breath for an instant.

The gentle and fair hand that was familiar in the years, appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, with a faint, crisp sound of bells, pushing him aside.

A voice that seemed to have been dormant for thousands of years quietly sounded at this moment, singing softly for my beloved lover: "Nine ghosts, gods and demons of the heavens, use my blood as a sacrifice..."

Standing in the strong wind, she looked at Zhang Xiaofan with slightly red eyes, but there seemed to be a faint smile on her fair face.

The wind blew up her water-green clothes, hunting and dancing, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Zhang Xiaofan's heart sank.

He opened his mouth to shout wildly, but was forced back by the strong wind.

He jumped up and rushed towards Baguio like crazy, but was bounced away by the mysterious aura, red tears flowed from his blood red eyes, and ran down his cheeks.

The woman in the wind opened her arms, facing the rain of swords all over the sky, towards the giant sword that took away the power of the world.

"Three lives and seven lives, fall into hell forever..."

The spell was only short of the last sentence. After reciting the last sentence of the spell, her blood essence, three souls and seven souls would turn into a defense capable of blocking any attack.

However, at this moment, a loud shout like rolling thunder suddenly sounded in the air, interrupting her chanting of the mantra.

"Shut up...don't use the infatuation spell, I'll block it..."

The next moment, what made both righteous and demons change their colors was that a silver giant sword that was bigger and more dazzling than the main sword of Zhuxian Sword Formation came through the sky, and chopped at the seven-colored main sword in the middle.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared at the sky, waiting for the shocking collision.

(End of this chapter)