The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 288 Man-Eating Demon
"He Guancheng, please feel your conscience and tell me carefully. Does this Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle belong to someone like you who kills masters? This Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle is a treasure inherited from my elixir lineage. How could it be yours? What the unworthy descendants can control, can you hear the cry of the Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle?"

Feng Xiangyun's eyes turned red and he accused loudly.

The Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle that fell to the ground not far away also let out bursts of "whimpering" sounds, as if the souls of the ancestors of the elixir lineage of past generations were really attached to it, wailing and crying. .

This Demon-Slaying Soul-Destroying Shuttle, as a lineage of elixirs and a magic weapon inherited by past line masters, naturally has a special set of mantras and seals to control it, and this set of seals and mantras has always been known only to the current pulse master and the next pulse master.

Therefore, He Guancheng naturally does not know about this set of formulas and seals. The reason why he can control the Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle now is just because he has continued to cultivate it for the past sixty years and has established some connections with the Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle.

But now, this connection is definitely not close.

But after hearing what Feng Xiangyun said, especially when the howling of the Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle could be heard constantly in his ears, and he felt that the connection between him and the Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle was getting weaker and weaker, He Guancheng not only did not feel ashamed, , instead he was filled with anger, his eyes widened angrily, and he glared at Feng Xiangyun fiercely.

"Am I unworthy? I have worked hard and worked hard for the development of the elixir line. In the past sixty years, under my leadership, the entire elixir line has flourished. Not only has the output of elixir been more than three times that of the previous , several Nascent Soul seedlings have appeared in the veins one after another. It can be said that in one or two hundred years, when these seedlings grow up, my elixir lineage will definitely become the largest lineage in Feixing Pavilion."

"Which of the ancestors of the elixir line has done this? Even if you, Feng Xiangyun, take over, you will definitely not be able to do better than me. If the ancestors knew about it, they should be proud of me! How could they? Dissatisfied with me!"

The more He Guancheng talked, the more excited he became, his voice became hoarse and he became hysterical!
Is he crazy?

Yes, facing this situation, he is indeed crazy now. He completely ignores it and dares to say anything.

He had been cultivating this demon-killing and soul-killing shuttle for nearly sixty years, but it was out of his control due to Feng Xiangyun's few seals. How could he not go crazy!

The betrayal of Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle was like a slap in the face, telling the whole world that after all, he was a fake who had not truly received the inheritance of the Pulse Master!

He is not a fool. He was just in a hurry just now. Now that he thinks about it carefully, he naturally understands that the pulse masters of the past generations definitely have some special control methods for the Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle, but he has never known it.

At this moment, he felt that he was a joke and a complete clown.

He did not notice the subtle psychological changes between Feng Xiangyun and He Guancheng. After hearing He Guancheng's accusation, almost all the disciples of the elixir lineage present fell silent.

Although they have been angry, He Guancheng has concentrated most of his resources on himself and those few Nascent Soul seedlings, and since He Guancheng became the Pulse Master, their past leisurely and carefree days have completely ceased to exist. Basically, every day The tasks assigned by He Guancheng must be completed on time every month.

But they had to admit that the elixir lineage was indeed flourishing in the hands of He Guancheng and gradually prospered. In another hundred or two hundred years, as He Guancheng and the few Yuanying seedlings became Yuanying monks, the elixir lineage could really become The first major lineage of Feixing Pavilion has achieved something that none of the ancestors of the past generations have been able to do.

"He Guancheng, don't say anything more. No matter how much you contribute to the elixir lineage, it can't change the fact that you killed your master. In fact, if you really want the position of leader of this lineage, tell me. I can give it to you."

In the last paragraph, Feng Xiangyun said it sincerely, without any falsehood, and even had a hint of sadness.

Before this big change, he had always been only willing to indulge in the art of alchemy. The reason why he was willing to take over the position of pulse master was because he felt that this was the master's expectation.

"Elder brother, I believe you are willing, but think about it, master, is he willing?"

He Guancheng shook his head with a bitter look on his face.

Although today, he called Feng Xiangyun several times, "Sir", but this one was the only one with some sincerity.

If you didn't know this, you would have thought that the two brothers were acting like brothers and sisters.

He naturally knows who Feng Xiangyun is, having known him for hundreds of years.

This is why he did not hesitate to blame Feng Xiangyun for the murder of his master without any grudge.

Who in the world is easier to frame than Feng Xiangyun, an alchemy genius who only knows how to make alchemy?
This is what it means when a gentleman tries to bully others, and when pinching the persimmon, he should pinch the soft persimmon.

Even now, he feels that if Feng Xiangyun had not been so lucky and happened to meet Zhang Jingyuan, and Zhang Jingyuan was still like this and spared no effort to help him, then Feng Xiangyun would have been like a rat in the sewer, lonely and helpless for the rest of his life. Yes, he died miserably and desolately.

It’s time and destiny!

Thinking of this, his resentment towards Zhang Jingyuan increased several times.

Some disciples and deacons with a keen sense of smell couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard what He Guancheng said. They felt that He Guancheng's words were a bit self-inflicted.

Even if you think about the problem from the perspective that is most supportive of He Guancheng, you will feel that what He Guancheng just said is at least an admission that he has a peep at the position of the pulse master and covets it.

"The matter has come to this, and the deal is done. He Guancheng, you have done such an unforgivable wrong, and you will naturally have to pay a heavy price for it!"

Feng Xiangyun said in a deep voice.

Sixty years ago, if his character at that time had been put aside, he might have been unable to bear it for a moment and let He Guan become a horse because of this difference in thoughts. But now, he can no longer do that. He has grown up!

If you do something wrong, you will pay a heavy price for it!
With a thought, the Demon-Slaying Soul-Slaying Shuttle immediately flew out from the ground and fell into Feng Xiangyun's hands. He stepped hard on the ground, and a huge and heavy force was suddenly introduced into the ground, leaving cracks visible to the naked eye. , spreading rapidly like a spider web.

And with the help of the huge force coming from the ground, Feng Xiangyun flew out like a cannonball, and hit He Guancheng head-on with the demon-killing and soul-killing shuttle in his hand!
He wanted to use He Guancheng's blood to pay tribute to the ancestors of the elixir line. Seeing Flying in mid-air, it seemed that the entire sky was completely covered, and a thick black shadow of death completely enveloped him. Especially when he saw the killing intent in Feng Xiangyun's eyes, a flash of madness flashed in He Guancheng's eyes. No matter what, he couldn't sit still and wait for death!
Even in this situation, which is extremely unfavorable to him, it is impossible for him to surrender before giving up his last breath, let alone sit back and die!
Thinking of this, a spiritual sword suddenly appeared in He Guancheng's hand, and he swung it directly towards Feng Xiangyun in the sky. An extremely sharp sword energy burst out of the sword with no hesitation, and the spiritual power and Dantian in his body had been squeezed. To the extreme!

Facing the sword energy that came through the air, Feng Xiangyun's figure was like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. He dodged the sword energy with an extremely weird posture, and rushed in front of He Guancheng in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Feng Xiangyun who was so close to him, almost face to face, but he had already exhausted his spiritual energy and couldn't muster any strength. Let alone fight back, it was difficult to even dodge. His face suddenly turned ashen, as if he were mourning for his concubine!

"This arm is for the master you killed!"

Feng Xiangyun roared hysterically, and the demon-killing and soul-killing shuttle in his hand suddenly hit He Guancheng's right shoulder hard. A crisp sound of bone cracking was heard instantly. He Guancheng's right shoulder was instantly smashed to pieces, and his His right arm, together with the spiritual sword in his hand, was directly separated from his right shoulder and fell heavily to the ground!
"what!"

He felt an unbearable and severe pain suddenly hit him, and He Guancheng suddenly let out a heart-rending scream that pierced his heart.

Being hit by such a huge force, his steps became even more unsteady, and he fell to the ground like a rag sack.

"This arm is for the little junior sister you killed!"

He Guancheng's tragic situation did not arouse the slightest sympathy. Feng Xiangyun roared again, raised the demon-slaying and soul-killing shuttle high, and slammed it down without hesitation!
He Guancheng's left arm also separated from his body in an instant, and a large amount of blood spurted out!

"Little Junior Sister, it's really not me who caused the harm..."

Without listening to He Guancheng's excuse, Feng Xiangyun hit the base of He Guancheng's right leg again!
"This is because I was framed by you and have been homeless for nearly sixty years. He Guancheng, do you know how I have been here for the past sixty years? You know that I tossed and turned all night long. I couldn't sleep but thought of you, occupying How do you feel when you are sitting in Master's training room and openly enjoying your identity as the master of the Feixing Pavilion's spiritual medicine lineage? Do you know how unbearable a night sky like that is?"

Feng Xiangyun grabbed He Guancheng's broken shoulder, inserted his fingers directly into He Guancheng's bleeding wound without any care, shouted at the top of his lungs, and shook it vigorously.

He wanted to vent all the anger, sadness, and grievances he had accumulated over the past sixty years!
He endured hardships and suffered for nearly sixty years, wasn't it just for this moment?

Even so, he felt that he could not forgive his hatred, so he buried his head directly into He Guancheng's chest, opened his mouth, tore a piece of meat from He Guancheng's body, and chewed it with his head raised.

Looking at Feng Xiangyun, whose face was covered with blood and who was really eating his flesh and drinking his blood. He looked like a devil. The disciple of Feixing Pavilion who was not able to bear it couldn't help but vomited in big mouths.

Especially some of the disciples and deacons who were familiar with Feng Xiangyun before had extremely shocked expressions on their faces. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, they still couldn't compare the man-eating demon in front of them with the gentle and virtuous gentleman before. Senior brother, Feng Xiangyun is connected.

The monks who were partial to Feng Xiangyun secretly cried when they saw this. They really couldn't imagine what kind of life Feng Xiangyun had lived in the past sixty years.

"me……"

He Guancheng's whole body was bleeding profusely, and countless blood spurted out. He was terrified and looked at the crazy Feng Xiangyun in front of him, begging for mercy.

He is really scared now and regrets it!

If there was a regret medicine in this world, he would definitely expose Shi Jiandong to his master and pavilion master as soon as possible.

And didn't Feng Xiangyun want to search for his soul? If he was allowed to bleed like this anymore, he might not be able to survive the soul search, and he would bleed out and die.

Even if you die, you can still search for souls, but the effect will always be greatly reduced. Isn't Feng Xiangyun really worried about this?

After eating every bit of He Guancheng's flesh and blood, Feng Xiangyun glanced at He Guancheng, whose face was pale and breathless, and he might die at any time.

After hesitating for a moment, he took up the demon-killing and soul-killing shuttle again, raised his hand, and hit He Guancheng's remaining left leg hard, cutting it off completely!

"what!"

Subconsciously, he let out a miserable scream, and he didn't know whether it was because he was about to die, or because he was angry, but He Guancheng then directly asked: "For what reason did you chop off my left leg!"

He asked himself, the damage he had done to Feng Xiangyun was only the three legs just now. Why should Feng Xiangyun cut off his legs too!

Feng Xiangyun smiled coldly and said: "For the sake of good looks, He Guancheng, don't you think that the way you looked with only one leg just now was too ugly, just like a mutated monster, and now you look like a human stick, although you are missing all four limbs. , obviously much more pleasing to the eye.”

He Guancheng was suddenly startled, and then he was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he couldn't say a word.

To look good! What the hell is this reason for!

He found that in the past sixty years, Feng Xiangyun had really changed completely from before. He had become a madman and a devil from the inside out!
After hearing these words, many Feixing Pavilion disciples and deacons paled even more. Feng Xiangyun's words really challenged their outlook!
There is even a part of me that has always believed in Feng Xiangyun and felt that someone else must have killed the old meridian master. The person who was happy to see Feng Xiangyun return to Feixing Pavilion and take over as the master of the elixir lineage felt alarm bells in his heart at this time. Do you think your idea is totally wrong?
With Feng Xiangyun's current expression, which looks like a devil's madness, if he becomes the master of the elixir lineage, it is really difficult to say that he is blessed by the elixir lineage.

"Don't worry, you won't die that easily. If I let you die like this, wouldn't it be too easy for you!"

With that said, Feng Xiangyun directly stuffed a healing elixir into He Guancheng's mouth, and a gentle spiritual power visible to the naked eye quickly repaired He Guancheng's damaged body.

After doing all this, Feng Xiangyun looked at the sky with some worry. He had done it here, and the rest was up to Zhang Jingyuan.

(End of this chapter)