Taoist Myth: I am the last true immortal in the world

Chapter 92

The mountain breeze blows, making it a little cool.

Looking at Liu Guibai's lifeless body in front of him.

Chen Yun couldn't help but sigh, he decided to kill himself today.

Although the other party was an evil cultivator, his life was ended by him.

If Liu Guibai is not killed, the other party will try his best to kill him.

Moreover, as far as he knew, the Yellow Turban Thief of Taiping Dao secretly did evil and killed countless living beings. Killing Liu Guibai himself could be regarded as a meritorious deed for the people.

Just as I was thinking about it, I had a splitting headache.

"The Yin God came out of my body in a hurry just now and was burned by the sun. It needs to be repaired using internal methods. I won't be able to use the power of the Yin God to cast spells for at least a month."

But it doesn't matter to Chen Yun. After all, with the help of the red gold demon-slaying sword, he can use his true energy to perform the Art of Illusion, the Art of Entering Dreams and the Art of Falling into Souls. It's just a little troublesome. It's easier than directly using the Yin Shen to release his consciousness to cast spells.

"Chen Xianchang, where are you?"

"Chen Xianchang, I heard an explosion just now, are you okay?"

"Senior Brother Chen..."

The voices of Zhang Qian, Ma Qin, Yan Meng and others were heard shouting from the bottom of the mountain.

Just now, I used the Armor and Horse Talisman to catch up and break away from the large army, but now everyone is catching up.

Speaking of which, the Jiama Talisman was much faster than the rushing spell Liu Guibai used, but the mountain was rugged, so he kept chasing for a minute, and finally he used the Qingming Talisman to block the opponent's way before catching up.

It has to be said that Liu Guibai's hurried spell is indeed somewhat magical.

Chen Yun did not reply immediately, but squatted down to pick up the flying needle, and then groped around Liu Guibai for a while to see if he could find anything.

It's a pity that Liu Guibai doesn't have the same storage magic weapon as Lin Feiyun.

In addition to getting the flying needle, Chen Yun also found an ancient book from Liu Guibai.

He didn't have time to take a closer look at what was written in the book. After all, everyone was still looking for him.

Chen Yun hurriedly put away the flying needle and books, and then shouted down, "This way."

Not long after, Zhang Qian, Ma Qin, Yan Meng and others climbed up.

"Senior Brother Chen, are you okay?" Zhang Qian asked with concern on his face.

Ma Qin and Yan Meng also looked over.

"It's okay." Chen Yun waved his hand and pointed at Liu Guibai's body, "This thief has been killed by me. He should be a relatively high-ranking mage among the Yellow Turban thieves. You can use his body to claim credit."

"Thank you, Chen Xianchang." Ma Qin thanked him.

Yan Meng couldn't help but sigh and said: "This thief is fierce. We were surrounded and suppressed by two to three hundred elites, but he still escaped. If it weren't for Chen Xian's profound magic power, I'm afraid he would really have escaped today."

Ma Qin nodded in agreement, "One person is against two or three hundred people including us. This thief is really powerful."

Having said this, he smiled and said, "However, no matter how powerful this thief is, he is still no match for Chen Xianchang. Chen Xianchang is still better."

Although Zhang Qian didn't praise anything, his eyes when he looked at Chen Yun were full of admiration and admiration.

He remembered that when he and Chen Yun had just come down the mountain, Chen Yun had to use the talisman to "calculate" against Qin Liang, and then waited until the sun was shining in the day to be sure.

Then, when they faced the wolf demon in Gaojiazhuang, even though they won, they still looked very embarrassed.

However, facing the seventh-grade mage Liu Guibai today, Chen Yun won with his "hard power".

You must know that Liu Guibai is helpless even with the two to three hundred elite members of the Shence Army.

In other words, Chen Yun's current strength is already comparable to that of two to three hundred elites.

Zhang Qian watched Chen Yun's strength grow rapidly bit by bit.

He felt even more deeply in his heart. Senior Brother Chen was indeed an extraordinary person. In less than twenty days, his strength had improved so much. He was worthy of being chosen by the Patriarch and accepted into the family. He was indeed a proud man.

……

The Shence Army was also searching for the Yellow Turban Thieves' belongings in the farm.

Chen Yun, accompanied by Zhang Qian and several soldiers, took the lead in returning to the county government office to rest because his Yinshen was damaged.

At that time, Zhang Chengfan, Wang Shihui and Zhao Ke were not there, and only Sun Zhong, the magistrate, was there.

When Sun Zhong saw everyone coming back, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Chen Xianchang, you look pale, are you okay?"

Chen Yun waved his hand and said: "I was slightly injured in the fight with the bandits, but it's not serious. Can you find me a quiet room? I want to heal my wounds."

Sun Zhong thought that Chen Yun and the Shence Army had not captured the Yellow Turban Thief, but he did not dare to ask more questions as he was an immortal, so he had Chen Yun led to the quiet room in the inner courtyard.

Wait until Chen Yun and Zhang Qian go in.

Sun Zhong then took the soldiers of the Shence Army and asked, "How is the Yellow Turban bandit doing?"

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old soldier immediately told in detail what had just happened.

When Sun Zhong heard that Liu Guibai had resisted two to three hundred Shence troops by himself, he suddenly screamed in surprise.

But when he heard that Chen Yun had easily surrendered and killed an "enemy of hundreds" like Liu Guibai, he couldn't help but secretly gasp in surprise. Only then did he realize that Chen Xianchang was powerful.

……

In the quiet room.

As soon as Chen Yun came in, he sat cross-legged and meditated, and used internal illumination to start repairing the Yinshen.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon, it was getting dark outside.

Finally, Chen Yun ended his meditation, opened his eyes and frowned, "Today my Yin Shen was severely damaged. I used internal illumination to repair it, but there was only a slight reaction. I'm afraid it will take longer than I expected to fully repair it." .”

After all, Yin Shen is a pure spirit ghost, especially if he has not yet reached a certain level of cultivation, so he cannot resist the power of sunlight.

It's just that in today's situation, he had to leave his body, otherwise Liu Guibai would take control of the divine sword. Coupled with his seventh-level mage cultivation, not to mention that he would suffer, who of the two to three hundred elite Shence Army on the scene would be... Don't even think about surviving.And it was precisely because of today's battle that Chen Yun fully understood how much power a highly skilled mage possessed.

Use your own strength to resist two to three hundred well-trained elite soldiers!
This is just a low-level mage.

If it were Zhenren Jindan, it would be useless no matter how many troops came.

"Although low-level mages are low-level, it sounds very weak. In fact, out of 1 cultivators, not one of them may be able to cultivate it. Most people who can cultivate a little magic are already very good, like Lin Chen and Zhang Qian , Li Si and others have been in the Taoist temple for several years, but they haven’t even finished refining grain and turning into essence, let alone cultivated magic power.”

Chen Yun knew that those who could cultivate to the level of a low-level mage were true geniuses.

It is not unusual to attribute the mighty power of heaven and earth to oneself, and to explode with the power of one against a hundred.

"I am now an eighth-level mage, and I have only entered the middle stage. My strength is far different from that of Liu Guitian. If I didn't have the divine sword, it would be impossible to suppress the opponent."

Chen Yun knew that he was able to suppress Liu Guibai because of the divine sword.

Although magic weapons are also part of the strength, as Liu Guibai said before his death, he cannot hold the divine sword all the time. In the final analysis, he must be strong enough to be true.

"The thing that surprised me the most is that Liu Guibai was able to defeat two to three hundred elites with just one flying needle. This flying needle must be some kind of amazing magical weapon. I'll do some research and see. Let’s see if I can use it for myself, if so, my strength will become even stronger.”

Thinking about it, Chen Yun took out the flying needle from the storage ring.

He stared carefully at the flying needle that was radiating with cold light.

This is a flying needle made of an unknown material, with densely packed charms engraved on it.

Chen Yun knew that if he wanted to control the magic weapon, he had to rely on magic power.

He did not hesitate to inject his true energy into it.

Unlike the storage ring and the red gold demon-slaying sword, Chen Yun's injection of true energy was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the flying needle had no reaction at all.

"Ok?"

He felt a little surprised, "It's useless to inject true Qi?"

Then how did Liu Guibai control this flying needle?
Chen Yun suddenly thought of something. Liu Guibai was practicing Yin Shen.

"Does this flying needle need to be controlled by divine consciousness?"

After thinking for a while, he tried to mobilize his consciousness to touch the surface of the flying needle.

Because of the damage to Yin Shen, Chen Yun felt a splitting headache as soon as he mobilized his consciousness.

However, in order to test whether the flying needle was controlled by divine consciousness, he still tried to endure the headache.

The consciousness touched the flying needle.

The next moment, Flying Needle reacted.

Chen Yun felt a sense of "resistance" coming from the flying needle.

It seems that there is other energy on it, and it is unwilling to be controlled by his own consciousness.

"By the way, the red gold demon-slaying sword was given to me by my mentor. It doesn't have anyone's power on it, so I can easily refine it. This flying needle belongs to an owner, and Liu Guibai once sacrificed it, so I didn't Method to use.”

Chen Yun seemed to understand something, "If I want to use the flying needle, I probably have to re-sacrifice it."

It's just that each sect has a different method of sacrificing magic weapons. He really didn't know how to get it for a while.

Suddenly, he thought that he had obtained an ancient book from Liu Guibai's body.

"I wonder if there is any record of the flying needle technique in the books."

Seeing a treasure like Flying Needle in front of him, Chen Yun definitely couldn't miss it.

He took out the book that was found on Liu Guibai's body and examined it with the light of the oil lamp.

The cover of the book reads "The Essential Art of Taiping. Enlightened by Liu Guibai".

Chen Yun thought thoughtfully, "I think these are some of the spells that Liu Guibai learned from the Taiping Sutra. They have the same nature as the secret spell of immortality that I learned from the "Song of the Righteous Way"."

He turned to the first page and saw that it recorded the method of Yin Shen's cultivation.

It is also an internal illumination method, which is very similar to Lin Feiyun's internal illumination method, except that the things visualized are different.

There was nothing interesting about this, so Chen Yun continued to turn to the second page.

The title of the second page reads "Wind Control".

"Wind control?"

Chen Yun was startled and suddenly recalled that he had chased Liu Guibai before. The opponent was obviously not as fast as Jia Ma Fu, but he was walking more steadily in the mountains, as if he was being supported by a ball of pure air.

Could it be that the other party used the wind control technique when escaping before?
The talisman will always be used up, and it must be attached to the calf before it can be used.

It can be said that the restrictions are very large.

Now that he saw the word wind control, Chen Yun suddenly became interested.

If I could learn this spell, if anything happened in the future, I would be able to escape in an instant even without the armor and horse talisman!

He looked towards the top of the book and saw a record on the paper indicating how powerful the wind control technique would be after he had mastered it.

Chen Yun watched the time carefully for a while, and then couldn't help showing a surprised look, "This wind control technique can make a person as light as a swallow at the beginning, and his movements are like lightning and flint, and he can travel five hundred miles a day. If he moves a little, After you become more proficient, as long as you have enough magic power to support it, you can fly into the air and travel thousands of miles a day. This is not the most terrifying thing. If your magic power is strong enough and you have mastered the wind control skill, you can fly towards it. Travel to Beihai Mu Cangwu!"

This is an amazing spell!

Of course, Chen Yun still doesn’t know whether he can travel to Mu Cangwu in Beihai as recorded by Liu Guibai. After all, he has not tried it yet.

But one thing is certain, it shouldn't be difficult to travel five hundred miles a day as light as a swallow, because Liu Guibai has already proved this with his actions.

Since the wind control technique has been proven to be real and effective, Chen Yun must learn it.

He looked down and saw a mantra:

"The original power of Taoism is one with me. I gather my luck. My body is like wings. I can move with the wind. I can come and go at will. I can ride on the wind for thousands of miles and soar into the sky."

(End of this chapter)