The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 411 Paper-cutting Level

Two days later.

Bianliang, the capital.

Ask the Heavenly Supervisor.

Tuitian Temple.

There is nothing in the empty temple; there is not even a pillar in the huge hall.

The four walls are as smooth as mirrors.

Imperial Master Yu Tongzhao and Emperor Zhao Heng were sitting on the ground, talking face to face.

Facing the Imperial Preceptor, Emperor Zhao Heng once again asked the common question:

"The red moon is about to land. Will this be the beginning or the end?"

The Imperial Preceptor said: "Your Majesty, all I can say now is that there is a 70% chance that it will be the end, and a 30% chance that it will be the beginning."

Zhao Heng frowned and said, "The time is so close, can't you come up with a clear answer?"

The Imperial Master frowned slightly. He thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, before the red moon comes, we may be able to verify the 30%."

Zhao Heng said: "How to verify?"

The Imperial Master said: "Wait."

Zhao Heng asked: "What are you waiting for?"

The Imperial Master said: "Wait until dark."

Zhao Heng said strangely: "It gets dark every day."

Zhao Heng nodded and said: "Yes. But it won't be dark during the day."

When Zhao Heng heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and he said, "Are you waiting for a day when it will be dark?"

The Imperial Master nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After saying that, the Imperial Master continued: "If it gets dark during the day before the red moon comes, then..."

Just as he said "then", the smooth walls around the Tuitian Temple suddenly turned black.

Dark as ink.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the Imperial Master's mouth trembled, and his whole body even trembled.

Emperor Zhao Heng suddenly understood.

His expression suddenly changed.

It became extremely ugly.

The two looked at each other and stood up at the same time.

Immediately, the two left the main hall and arrived outside the Tuitian Temple.

Wen Tianjian's courtyard.

Total darkness.

Nothing can be seen.

Zhao Heng and the Imperial Master stood opposite each other, very close to each other, but they could not see each other at all.

Zhao Heng suddenly said: "If I remember correctly, it is just after Chen hour."

The Imperial Master said: "Yes...yes, Your Majesty, it is daytime now."

The Imperial Master's voice actually trembled a little when he spoke.

Zhao Heng added: "If I remember correctly, the sun is very good today."

The Imperial Master said: "Yes, Your Majesty, it seems... the sun disappeared suddenly."

At this moment, Zhao Heng's voice was surprisingly calm, and there was even a little ridicule in his tone.

He asked again: "Why did the sun suddenly disappear?"

The Imperial Master said: "I... I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I don't know."

Zhao Heng looked at the Imperial Master who could not be seen with his eyes but actually existed in front of him.

Is this the first time that these three words "I don't know" came out of his mouth?

Zhao Heng said again: "You waited for day and night, and you really waited. What does this mean?"

The Imperial Preceptor said: "Your Majesty, this means that the Moon Worship Sect is right and we are wrong."

Zhao Heng smiled "Hey" and said: "In other words..."

The Imperial Master said: "Your Majesty, that means that 30% is gone."

"Hey, hey hey, hey hey hey..."

In the thick day and night, there was a sneer.

……

……

On an unknown mountain.

A blue flying sword danced gracefully in the sea of ​​clouds under the mountain peak.

The rising morning sun gave the sea of ​​clouds a golden color.

The flying sword shuttled through the golden sea of ​​clouds, as nimble and swift as a swimming fish.

The breath of early morning breathed into my mouth, adding even more energy.

Lu Qian controlled the flying sword and finally took it back after flying around the mountain peak.

The Blue Sea Sword emerged from under the clouds, with the tip of the sword facing upwards and the hilt of the sword facing downwards. It climbed up the hillside at an angle and shot towards Lu Qian like lightning and flint.

Then, with a "click" sound, the Bihai Sword returned to the scabbard on Lu Qian's back.

An irrepressible smile appeared on Lu Qian's face.

The day before yesterday, Lu Qian upgraded the Liuyun sword technique, and yesterday he spent more than 20,000 points to upgrade the sword technique again.

And the performance of this set of swordsmanship also did not disappoint him.

It is indeed the unique skill of Liuyun Sword Immortal!

【Lu Qian】

【Lifespan: 19/500+】

[Realm: Fourth-grade Cave Underworld (230/400)]

[Potential Points: 268800]

[Mental Power Level: Level 10]

[Spell: Paper Cutting Level 8 (6100/140000+)]

[Paper-cutting skill level 8, with paper spirit types: Azure Dragon Saint Cloth, White Tiger Furious Wave, Suzaku Heart]

[Spell: Mental Burning]

[Spell: Mental Power Perception]

[True spiritual energy: 1815 rays (2/10+)]

[Martial Skill: Lingwu Fist (Perfect Level (0/0))]

[Swordsmanship: Jin Ling Swordsmanship (Advanced Level (215/700+)]

[Kung Fu: Shangqing Taixuan Gong (Second Level (300/20000))]

[Swordsmanship: Liuyun Sword Technique (Mastery Level (20/60000))]

Lu Qian burned a city of zombies and gained more than 180,000 potential points in one wave.

In addition to upgrading Liuyun Sword Technique and adding a large amount of true spirit energy, Lu Qian also increased his lifespan back to 500 years.

As expected, Liu Yun Sword Technique only improved by one level, and Lu Qian's cultivation level soared, comparable to the level in the middle stage of the fourth-grade Cave Underworld!

After all the miscellaneous things and consumption, Lu Qian still had 268,500 potential points left.

Upgrading the paper-cutting technique is more than enough.

Now that Lu Qian's cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Cave Underworld, he has basically no worries after upgrading his paper-cutting skills.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian directly upgraded his paper-cutting technique to level nine.

【Lu Qian】

【Lifespan: 19/500+】

[Realm: Fourth-grade Cave Underworld (230/400)]

[Potential Points: 134900]

[Mental Power Level: Level 10]

[Spell: Paper Cutting Level 9 (0/350000+)]

[Level 9 paper-cutting skills, with paper spirit types: Sun Candlelight, Taiyin Nether Ying]

[Spell: Mental Burning]

[Spell: Mental Power Perception]

[True spiritual energy: 1815 rays (2/10+)]

[Martial Skill: Lingwu Fist (Perfect Level (0/0))]

[Swordsmanship: Jin Ling Swordsmanship (Advanced Level (215/700+)]

[Kung Fu: Shangqing Taixuan Gong (Second Level (300/20000))]

[Swordsmanship: Liuyun Sword Technique (Mastery Level (20/60000))]

The mental level has not been upgraded, but Lu Qian vaguely feels that his mental state at this moment is already close to the peak of level ten.

His mental power level at this time can at least crush everyone below the third-level cultivator.

For example, if he sees Linglong again now, he can easily accept her as a paper bride without being suppressed by her mental power.

However, what he is most concerned about is naturally the new paper spirit that comes with the ninth-level paper-cutting technique.

When Lu Qian saw these two paper spirits, he was stunned.

The names of these two paper spirits alone are enough to shock people!

[Sun Candlelight: The left eye of the ancient creator of the Divine Court. After absorbing the spirit of the Sun Candlelight, it can be used to replace the left eye of the paper-cutting man, making his left eye become part of the spirit of the Sun Candlelight. It can see through all obstacles and emit solar fire. Jing burns everything. Replacement is irreversible. 】

[Taiyin Nether Ying: The right eye of the creator of the ancient divine court. After absorbing the Taiyin Nether Ying spirit, it can be used to replace the right eye of the paper cutter, making his right eye become part of the Taiyin Nether Ying spirit, becoming the gateway to the Nine Nether Hells. The gate can forcibly drag the soul of anyone it sees into the Nine Nether Hells. Replacement is irreversible. 】

Just now, Lu Qian was still excited about his newly acquired Liuyun Sword Technique.

The moment Lu Qian saw these two paper spirits, Lu Qian's joy was instantly shattered.

Compared with these two paper spirits, Liuyun Sword Technique seems more like a child's toy.

Two paper spirits.

One can turn his left eye into a sun and incinerate anyone he looks at.

One can turn his right eye into the gate of the Nine Nether Hells, and anyone he looks at can be dragged directly into the Nine Nether Hells.

Putting on these two "eyes", he Lu Qian——

Still a human being?

At this moment, Lu Qian's mood didn't know how to describe it.

In fact, for a long time——

At least after he cut out "Shentu Yulei", Lu Qian had always had mixed feelings about his paper-cutting technique. It could be said that he loved and feared it at the same time.

Love, needless to say.

Lu Qian, the leader of the powerful paper-cutting technique, has transformed him from a penniless poor boy in a mountain village to one of the strongest men in this world in just one year.

Afraid because Lu Qian understood that the power of paper-cutting did not come from himself.

Those who cultivate in the world, whether they cultivate Taoism, Buddhism, martial arts, swordsmanship, or martial arts.

All techniques are used by powerful cultivators themselves.

The power of all exercises also comes from the practitioners themselves.

This is not the case with paper-cutting.

Practicing the paper-cutting technique, apart from improving his mental strength, does not bring any benefit or improvement to his physical body.

So Lu Qian had to find other techniques to practice himself.

In other words, paper-cutting has nothing to do with his physical body, only his spirit.

What is spirit?

It is the soul.

Living soul, dead soul.

and the power they represent.

The power of the paper-cutting technique does not come from himself, which also means that the paper-cutting technique may turn against the guest and control Lu Qian.

Lu Qian has always been wary of this.

Every time he upgraded his paper-cutting skills, Lu Qian not only had expectations but also fear.

He was afraid that the paper-cutting technique would bring some "monster" to him.

However, as the basis of his livelihood, can he not use the art of paper trimming?

Unless he is willing to give up everything, live in Zhaojiatun with his wife and children, and end his life.

Oh, I'm sorry, it's impossible for him to live a peaceful life like that.

Unless he can still bear it, Xiaofeng will become like his neighbor Aunt Yufen, whose fair face will be dug into pits. And he himself may turn into various strange shapes.

What's more serious is that a random ghost disaster can take him away.

This is just the threat posed by ghosts.

Lu Qian understands better that sometimes people's hearts are more terrifying than ghosts.

Reluctantly, with complicated emotions, Lu Qian upgraded his paper-cutting skills all the way up to now.

Fortunately, the situation he was most worried about never appeared from beginning to end.

The paper spirits cut out by the paper-cutting technique are almost only beneficial to him, not harmful.

Gradually, Lu Qian's wariness about paper-cutting gradually faded, and he even let it go.

Today, after the paper-cutting skill reached level nine, the situation that Lu Qian was worried about finally became apparent.

The paper-cutting technique is beginning to transform his body!

Lu Qian couldn't imagine what the tenth-level paper-cutting technique would bring to him.

Once "Sun Candlelight" and "Taiyin Youying" are replaced, it is irreversible.

This means that his own two eyes will disappear.

After replacing these two "eyes", if he can fully control it, that's not bad.

If not——

Then he, Lu Qian, will become a disaster for this world.

For Lu Qian, what's more important is that he can't guarantee whether he will harm the people close to him while sleeping or in other unfavorable conditions.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian closed his eyes and suddenly began to recall the past.

Looking back now, it seems that it would have been a good choice if he had stopped when he upgraded the paper-cutting technique to level three.

With Shen Tu Yu Lei protecting him, at least he would have no problem living in a small mountain village for the rest of his life.

Moreover, he can also hold a few more beautiful paper brides.

There are no big days, but small days are also leisurely.

but.

After upgrading to the third level of paper-cutting——

Who can refuse to upgrade to the fourth level of paper-cutting?

Three generations of Lu Qian's original self knew that the more he upgraded his paper-cutting skills, the faster he would die, so he still risked his life to upgrade.

And when he upgraded his paper-cutting skills, he didn't have to worry about his lifespan at all.

but.

All of the above can only be thought about in the mind.

Can he turn back now?

It was possible then, but not now.

The red moon is coming!

When Lu Qian upgraded his paper-cutting skills to the third level, he didn't know anything about the red moon, so he could naturally pretend that it didn't exist.

It would be too deceptive to pretend that the Red Moon does not exist now.

For a moment, Lu Qian had a lot of thoughts.

But when the sun rose high, he took out the paper-cutting tool and started cutting paper.

Taiyin Zhuzhao and Taiyin Youying are almost the two simplest paper spirits that Lu Qian has cut so far.

From the outside, these two paper spirits are almost identical.

On a piece of paper, two holes were cut out——

eye.

With Lu Qian's current paper-cutting proficiency, he could finish it in just one breath.

After cutting, Lu Qian first took out the "Sun Candle".

At first, nothing happened.

But soon.

suddenly--

The sun in the sky suddenly disappeared!

Now, Chen hour has just passed.

The sun suddenly disappeared, and the whole world suddenly sank into darkness.

This is not an ordinary dark night, but a dark night without any light.

Lu Qian grabbed the paper spirit "Sun Candle" and stood up suddenly, looking at the dark sky in shock.

He couldn't see anything and couldn't reach his fingers!

……

……

South Zhejiang Road.

Guizhi Mountain.

Qingxuan Temple is located on this beautiful Guizhi Mountain.

In Qingxuan Temple, there is the highest mountain, on the top.

Several figures stood silently.

The whole world is pitch black without any light.

Several people are close at hand, but they can't see each other.

In the darkness, a low voice seemed to be muttering to himself: "The Moon Worship Sect, their prediction has been verified?"

"Day and night, day and night. Hey, who can believe it unless they see it with their own eyes?"

"It was a sunny day and the sun suddenly disappeared?"

"In any case, the facts are already in front of us. Prepare for the funeral. Our Qingxuan Temple will definitely be gone this time."

"Ugh."

"Ugh--"

"Ugh……"

"Ugh!"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? If not, it's not just us, Qingxuan Guan."

"Yes. This time, everyone will die."

"Everyone's dead."

"Everyone's dead!"

……

At this moment, everyone's mood was very low.

At this moment, these Taoist sect bosses from famous towns were acting like ordinary people, speaking vulgarly.

After a moment of silence, someone suddenly said:

"I just hope that this trip to the East China Sea will yield some results."

"Yes, Liuyun Sword Immortal must have discovered something."

"Yes, Liuyun Sword Immortal must have found something, and maybe he can be saved."

"We want the most capable people to go to the East China Sea."

"I'll go myself."

……

……

Wuqin grassland.

deep.

Somewhere unknown.

A dark, somewhat depressing hall.

Fourteen people stood on each side of the hall.

They stood solemnly, and the whole hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

At this time.

The person standing on the left suddenly said: "Day and night have come true. Now, it's time for those guys to believe in us."

Another person sneered: "Hmph, how can those idiots know the saintly wisdom of the leader?"

The person on the left asked: "Has the list of their trip to the East China Sea been finalized?"

Another person said: "It has been decided. However, I estimate that today's events will have a great impact on them. This list may also change."

At this time.

The first seat of the main hall.

The man sitting in the shadow suddenly sneered: "That's better."

The man on the left immediately bowed and said: "Master Shengming, they have taken away all the elites, which will be more beneficial to our actions."

Another person sneered: "Those idiots actually put their hopes on the trip to the East China Sea. Even if a little earth immortal is alive, what can he do in front of the red moon? What's more, he is probably already dead."

"Hmph, they are messing up. They seek medical attention in a hurry when they are sick."

"If it weren't for the Holy Spirit of the leader, we would still be the ones who are in a mess right now."

"Yes, the leader is wise and has insight into the world."

"So what if it's Hong Yue? Under the wise leadership of the Holy Leader, haven't we been defeated?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Pole to pole."

"Those idiots are not happy to ask them all to join the Holy Cult... Humph."

"A bunch of idiots. If we let them in, they will only tarnish the purity of our holy religion."

"The emperor is a fool, old thief Yu Tongzhao is a fool, and those guys at Qingxuan Guan are all fools."

……

Amid Wuyang Wuyang's praises and scoldings, the leader sitting at the head suddenly asked lazily: "What's going on with the paper-cut kid reported by my predecessor Kuisu?"

As soon as the leader spoke, all the sounds suddenly stopped.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came out and said: "To the leader of the sect, this son's name is Lu Qian. When his predecessor Kuisu Haosheng invited him to join the sect, he not only refused to obey, but instead killed Kuisu. My subordinates suggested that this boy should be killed." He was arrested and brought to justice, and burned in the holy fire to rectify the name of our holy religion."

The leader said lazily again: "I'm asking, how is he now?"

After hearing this question, everyone suddenly fell silent and stopped talking.

However, the leader's questions had to be answered.

The person who asked to arrest Lu Qian said: "Return to the leader, he appeared in the grassland a few days ago. When the black disaster came, he disappeared. He must have left the grassland..."

The leader's voice suddenly turned cold and he said, "Is this the answer you gave me?"

The man was so shocked that he knelt down on the ground and said, "I deserve to die. I am aware of my guilt. I will send someone to pay close attention to this person's whereabouts."

The leader said coldly: "Death penalty can be avoided, but living penalty will not be spared."

After hearing this, the man fell to the ground with a thud and trembled: "Thank you so much, Master, for your kindness."

Two dark figures suddenly appeared in the hall.

Two men in black, one on the left and one on the right, picked up the man and dragged him out of the hall.

Not long after, a man walked back to the main hall tremblingly.

But in a moment, this man's appearance completely changed.

His neck rested on his shoulders.

On the neck, there is no head.

His head actually appeared between his legs, hanging upside down in his crotch.

So much so that his legs had to be spread to both sides, turning into a bow-legged look.

He walked to the main hall, knelt down and said, "I would like to thank...the leader for not killing me."

When he knelt down, his face was hidden by his lower abdomen, and his voice was a bit muffled.

The leader said calmly: "If you mess up the errand again, it will be more than just this little punishment."

"I understand that I will do my job well."

"Go and keep an eye on him. This person may be useful to us."

(End of this chapter)