It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 137 The blade under the waist is purple and lightning
  "Did he still not come after all?"

Under the bustling city gate, Liu Rongyue was wearing a dark cloak and looked lonely.

Next to him are martial arts masters running by, and behind them are armored chariots and mud dragons full of service members.

Liu Rongyue kept looking in a certain direction on the street.

There are huge crowds of people there, there are many shops, and the sound of hawking is endless.

Unfortunately, the person she expected never showed up.

It has been half a month since Yu Yuan and other eight spiritual masters broke into the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation.

Liu Rongyue knew that this was her last chance.

She once sent someone to send a message to Li Qinglin. If he wanted to come, he could come to Ximen.

however……

Liu Rongyue turned around regretfully and got on her horse.

On this trip, she didn't take anyone with her.

Deep down in my heart, I already had the intention of dying together.

"drive!"

Liu Rongyue tightened the reins, and the sound of horse hooves sounded.

call--

A breeze blew.

Liu Rongyue turned around suddenly and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure coming from across the street with a knife in hand.

"Li Qinglin?!"

Liu Rong was a little surprised at the beginning of the month.

But she faintly noticed something, her face gradually became dull, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

I saw that Li Qinglin was so harmonious among the crowd.

There was a huge crowd and people were rubbing shoulders with each other, but for some reason, the people passing by subconsciously retreated to both sides without even realizing it.

Every time Li Qinglin sets foot, he seems to have stepped on a special node.

There are hundreds of pedestrians on the street, but their movements, demeanor, and even their next movements are unknown.

Everything seemed to be reflected in Li Qinglin's mind.

He observes thoughts, understands others, and sits in trance, just like martial arts walking in the human world.

"Your cultivation level..." Liu Rongyue's eyes trembled, a little uncertain.

Just because the current Li Qinglin, although his appearance has not changed, his temperament is more reserved.

But if you look at it for a long time, it seems that even your eyes will be swallowed up by him.

"Oh, there is a little progress." Li Qinglin said modestly.

After taking Yun Shen Dao Ji Pill for a long time, it finally lost its medicinal properties completely.

After polishing his soul during this period, Li Qinglin's martial arts cultivation level took the opportunity to break through to the second level of spiritual cultivation, and he observed his mind.

Putting aside external objects such as magic weapons, talismans, and elixirs, relying solely on one's own fighting skills, the strength of a warrior in the second level of Yangshen is comparable to that of a middle-stage Qi training practitioner.

In Li Qinglin's view, spiritual warriors are somewhat similar to the branch of immortal cultivators, body cultivation.

It just doesn’t have spiritual roots, and it also lacks many endlessly changing spells.

However, the mysterious meaning of marrow refining and the soul's view of oneself and others make up for the scarcity of means to a certain extent.

If it's a close combat, the warrior will have the upper hand.

As for the third level of the meaning of heaven and earth, you need to observe the phenomena of heaven and earth, but you cannot use external objects to assist you. You can only rely on the skill and understanding of water grinding.

Even so, Li Qinglin felt the hidden, terrifying power inside his body, and couldn't help but sigh.

Li Qinglin is confident, with his background far surpassing that of fellow martial artists, and supplemented by the secret patterns of the White Pillar Armor, the Heart Toad, and the Lung Mansion...

Practitioners who have perfected their Qi training in close combat are 98% sure.

The remaining two points were due to some unforeseen accidents.

For example, this perfect practitioner of qi training is the body-stealing body of the old monster who transformed into a god. The son of luck mastered the immortal weapon. He broke through the battle and went straight to the foundation building, and even broke through to the peak of the foundation building...

And if you can't get close, you can only do it remotely.

Relying on the secret pattern - Shen Zu Tong and this abnormal physique, Li Qinglin is 60% sure of killing him. Even if he loses and wants to escape, he is 98% sure.

Thinking of this, Li Qinglin's eyes narrowed.

"I wonder what's going on with Master Wen..."

Not long ago, the view beyond the plantains suddenly became gray and frozen.

Li Qinglin guessed that it was because the plantain was put into the storage bag by the Liquan Taoist.

Therefore, Li Qinglin didn't know what happened after Wen Shoufei broke the formation.

"Let's take a look. With my current strength of qi and blood, if I activate the qi and blood palace at the foot of the mountain, I can cover it all the way to the top of the mountain. There is no need to get closer."

Li Qinglin thought silently, and instinctively used Cold-blooded-Deadwood, condensing the energy and blood in the heart sac, and the breath dropped sharply.

The two quickly left the city.

"Huh? That's..."

Li Qinglin raised his head suddenly.

Suddenly.

A powerful, undisguised aura came from the distance of the official road.

A ray of light ran at great speed.

Behind, there were waves of energy and blood smoke rising into the sky, scattering the dense clouds in the sky.

"But it's okay to kill, I'll be buried with you..."

Familiar voices echoed layer by layer, causing dust to fall from the city gate.

……

"No, he has entered the city!"

"How dare he break the promise of immortality?!"

"Brother Wen, don't be impulsive!"

The expressions of Jia Xian, Yu Yuan and others changed greatly, and they killed several horses and did not hesitate to stimulate their energy and blood.

But in their field of vision, Wen Shoufei and Taoist Liquan were getting farther and farther away, and they could not catch up. They could only watch the two of them rushing toward the city gate one after another.

Wow! !
  The wind roared like a crane, and a clear blast of air sounded.

An invisible and terrifying oppressive force centered on Liquan Taoist, spread out, and enveloped Ximen in an instant.

The horses were frightened and the people were horrified. They overturned the grass frames and were as stunned as puppets by the momentum.

A martial artist noticed something and looked at Taoist Liquan with fear in his eyes.

"Immortal, Immortal?"

They wanted to kneel on the ground and did not dare to face the true appearance of the immortal.

Taoist Liquan's face was full of anger. He felt that the aura of the man behind him was gradually declining and fading, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes.

He glanced across the crowd and suddenly paused for a moment on a figure.

"The aura of that man's technique is exactly the same. Could it be that he is his disciple?"

Liquan Taoist used his hand skills to control his magic power and turned it into his palms, hoping to capture him and use him as a hostage to threaten Wen Shoufei.

however……

"Huh?!" Liquan Taoist was surprised to find that he didn't... carry it?
  The man was as heavy as a mountain, and there seemed to be roots digging into the ground under his feet.

He used a little more magic power and lifted it hard!
  The man was still motionless, and the majestic energy and blood hidden in his body even dispersed a lot of his magic power in his palm.

"What's happening here?"

Liquan Taoist looked at his fingers with some surprise, and even thought it was his own hand trick that he pinched wrongly.

He looked up sharply.

I happened to see Li Qinglin's unexpected, stunned and helpless eyes.

Smoke and dust billowed, and the sound of running in the distance was like thunder.

But time seemed to slow down under the city gate.

Li Qinglin blinked, looked at Liquan Taoist who was very close at hand, and said,
  "Um, am I being kidnapped by you?"

……

Boom!

There was a dull collision sound from the direction of the city gate.

There was a mixture of energy and blood, accompanied by the angry roar of someone.

The ground trembled and forest birds flew.

There were people who fled in a hurry, screaming and running in all directions.

Jia Xian's face changed drastically, and his feet were a little faster.

"No, Brother Wen fought with that demon!"

Yu Yuan coughed, and his energy and blood were a little disordered. He looked solemnly towards the city gate, and his tone was also anxious.
  "Taoist Liquan wants to use the people of Li as hostages to threaten Brother Wen. The key is that Brother Wen cannot maintain his extremely elevated state for too long. Once he loses his strength, I'm afraid..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present fell silent.

If even Wen Shoufei can't kill Liquan Taoist, wait until he escapes and reopen the path to seek disaster.

Then everything they do is meaningless.

Also take the lives of innocent people.

"How did Brother Xiao Han die?!"

Yu Yuan thought of something, frowned, and looked behind him at the other spiritual martial arts masters who were also coming quickly.

Xiao Han's death was too sudden, and it was obviously an accident.

If Xiao Han had not died, the situation today would be very different.

Rather than letting Taoist Liquan escape down the mountain, he would even be kidnapped and taken to the whole city of Feng County!

"Are we warriors really no match for immortal cultivators?"

In Yu Yuan's mind, the sad scene of the city's depression and the decline of people's livelihood in the past year suddenly appeared.

Just one person can cause such deep harm.

They, the spiritual warriors, are even more exhausted from running for their lives, and they seem to be unable to recover.

All kinds of melancholy finally turned into a sigh and blended into the cold wind of midwinter.

……

click!
  The body's clear light is like a bubble being popped.

Taoist Liquan's vision suddenly turned black, and he felt severe pain. He felt as if he had been severely trampled by a galloping horse, and his entire chest was about to explode.

There was a boom.

Li Qinglin's body was full of energy and blood, and his muscles were weird. He pinched Liquan Taoist's neck with one hand and pressed his right knee against his abdomen. The two of them were deeply embedded in the city wall, revealing the city foundation poured with black iron behind the stone bricks. .

Large amounts of dust fell along with the gravel!

Taoist Liquan is still a little unresponsive, his mind is in a mess.

what happened?
  He just wanted to grab a random "passerby" from the crowd who might be related to Wen Shoufei and use him as a hostage shield.

How come I was thrown into the city wall by someone backhand without realizing it?

Where is my body care clearing?
  Where is my vestment?
  The energy shock waves dispersed, and the rocks fell into powder.

Wen Shoufei stopped slowly and stared blankly at the somewhat familiar figure on the city wall.

"He seems to be my disciple, Li Qinglin?"

Wen Shoufei was a little unsure.

Although the man who captured Taoist Liquan looked and smelled exactly like Li Qinglin.

But Wen Shoufei still had some doubts.

Could it be that some evil cultivator who is good at transfiguration disguised himself as Li Qinglin to amuse Sajia?

Otherwise, how to explain the scene that happened in front of me?
  Wen Shoufei turned around and saw Liu Rongyue, who was also in disbelief and was stunned on the spot.

"She's here too, could it be..."

Wen Shoufei fell silent immediately.

Liu Rongyue looked at the Liquan Taoist who was very close at hand.

Hatred, resentment, unwillingness...

Various expressions appeared on his face.

But when she saw the people running around her, dragging their families into and out of the city, there was some hesitation in her eyes.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, her magic power stirred up the breeze, and a burst of soft force came, carrying a large number of people away.

……

"It hurts me, it hurts me!!"

The Liquan Taoist had disheveled hair and a sharp voice, as if he was crazy.

The heart-saving nail flew out from the cuff, making a buzzing sound, and quickly disappeared, leaving only a dim light, heading towards Li Qinglin's chest.

A very close distance.

Li Qinglin was like watching a fire in a cave, and the power of his soul was swept away.

The speed of the Heart-Taking Nail suddenly dropped in his eyes.

From the corner of my eye, I could see dust swirling and floating in the sunlight;

Liquan Taoist's frightened and angry expression, with sinister eyes;
  The sharp and sinister cold light at the tip of the heart nail;

They all fell into their eyes clearly.

boom!
  boom!
  boom!
  Between the rise of the rabbit and the fall of the falcon.

The Baishou sword was unsheathed, the sword's light was like an afterimage, the sound of metal collision was endless, and the fire splashed.

God's will is like a knife. Li Qinglin's arms are wrapped with veins and his muscles are bulging. The white-shou knife in his hand carries the mysterious meaning of marrow refining. Purple lightning shoots out and chops down with a roar!
  Click!

The heart-saving nail seemed to be blinded, and it suddenly sank a lot, and then floated in the air. The dim light was hesitant, and most of the mana in Liquan Taoist's body was consumed.

Then I saw that Bai Shou Dao's body was full of holes and almost broken.

But Li Qinglin didn't take a step back, and the distance between him and Liquan Taoist was less than five feet!
  For Li Qinglin, this distance is within reach with a swing of a knife.

Li Qinglin let out a breath of turbid air, and his heart, which was still a little anxious, suddenly relaxed, and his eyes brightened slightly.

Ninety-eight percent sure, not falsely high.

"You actually blocked the Heart-Calling Nail? How is that possible?!"

Taoist Liquan was shocked.

The Heart-Saving Nail is a high-grade magic weapon that few practitioners in the late stage of Qi training can possess. It can be said that it is the life dependence of Liquan Taoist.

(End of this chapter)