piratefiction Chapter 65 Taking Action, The Red-Faced Demon's Sword
Chapter 65 Taking Action, The Red-Faced Demon's Sword
night.
Qinghe County.
Inside the Xuanmen Martial Arts Hall, a branch of the Xuan Sha Sect.
"Master, that bluebird landed at the Wind and Thunder Sword Sect's branch during the day. Could something serious have happened?"
The black-clad man, who resembled a mountain of flesh, spoke solemnly from inside the room.
"nonsense."
"Of course, something important has happened!"
"The woman on the blue bird is at least a sword cultivator at the Core Formation stage of the Wind and Thunder Sword Sect. For such an expert to come to such a small town, something very big must have happened."
"Could it be related to the border army?"
"Still from the Demonic Sect?"
"We must inform the sect leader of this matter as soon as possible, about the arrival of the Fenglei Sword Sect's sect leader, a sword cultivator at the Core Formation Realm, in Qinghe County."
"If this matter involves our Xuan Sha Sect, and we are still kept in the dark, it would be very bad for us."
A look of seriousness flashed in Qin Yu's eyes as he looked at the outer disciple of the Xuan Sha Sect.
A sword cultivator at the Core Formation Realm should not be underestimated, no matter where they appear.
Especially since it appeared so unusually in Qinghe County, it was because of what happened during the day that Qin Yu summoned the head of the Xuanmen Martial Arts School to see if they should monitor the people from the Fengshenshan Martial Arts School.
"Should we give the Fengshenshan Martial Arts School a few more shops?"
The head of the Xuanmen Martial Arts School tentatively stated this.
Bang!
Just then, the previously closed door suddenly opened.
One of them emerged a man dressed in a loose black robe and wearing a conical hat.
The moment the man in black appeared, Qin Yu's expression changed drastically. The fact that there was no movement outside indicated that the person in front of him was definitely a powerful expert.
"Who are you…"
But before Qin Yu could finish speaking...
The black figure walked up to them with ghostly speed, and knocked them both unconscious with a wave of its hand.
Immediately, Lin Zhou raised his right hand, extended one index finger, and casually pointed it down on their dantian.
The energy that had gathered in his dantian suddenly dissipated.
At the same time, the energy contained in the meridians, unrestrained, surged wildly, causing considerable backlash.
To fully recover from the injury, one must rebuild one's internal energy.
It would definitely take several years to achieve this, and even after rebuilding, one's combat strength would be significantly reduced.
After this incident, the two leaders of the Xuanmen Martial Arts School should no longer target the Fengshenshan Martial Arts School, and Lin Zhou will be able to proceed with the next stage of his cultivation.
He was preparing for three days later.
Once the messenger sparrow arrives, then let the Silver-Winged Flying Leopard and the Crimson Cloud Sword appear together, still on Azure Dragon Mountain, for better safety.
After all, the Silver-Winged Flying Leopard first appeared in Qinglong Mountain, which could give Duan Li another excuse to mistakenly believe that there might be some treasure in Qinglong Mountain.
The next day.
It was not yet noon.
Lin Zhou then instructed Xiang Cong to have them split into three teams, riding horses to search for traces of the Silver-Winged Flying Leopard within a radius of dozens of miles around the county town.
We still have to put on a show.
Duan Li, as a core disciple of the Wind and Thunder Sword Sect, is not so easily fooled.
It would be too much of a coincidence if I went straight to the Silver-Winged Flying Leopard's hiding place on the first day.
Anyone would have doubts.
After the order was issued, as Lin Zhou had anticipated, the Xuanmen Martial Arts School sent disciples to deliver several more shops, which greatly pleased Xiang Cong.
Since their leader arrived, the entire Qinghe County has become much calmer.
The Xuanmen Martial Arts School, which had been opposing them at every turn, not only returned the assets they had previously swallowed, but now also offered them even more assets. Xiang Cong knew very well that all of this was due to their new leader.
A sense of pride in being a top sect welled up in Xiang Cong's heart.
Soon after.
Noon.
The familiar panel prompts appeared before my eyes.
"Check-in."
[Check-in successful]
[Obtained Level 1 affix: Red-Faced Demon's Sword!]
[Red-Faced Demon's Sword: This sword can summon the Red-Faced Demon. It is a cursed and evil weapon capable of slaying demons, and grants the wielder access to the world of demons!]
[Note: Ghosts of the Gang Jin level or above cannot be detected.]
Lin Zhou's eyes lit up when he saw the prompt he had drawn.
The keyword I drew is quite useful.
Moreover, as one's own realm improves, the limits and effects of the attributes also continuously increase.
Previously, the limit was already the Dan Qi (a type of internal energy cultivation), but now the prompt indicates that it has changed to Gang Jin (another type of internal energy cultivation).
Therefore, the red-faced demon's sword can be considered a treasure.
"Replace the entry 'Red-faced Demon's Sword'."
After the entry was installed on Lin Zhou's page, Lin Zhou immediately felt a chilling power in his right hand.
"Sword, come!"
hum!
Instantly, black and red intertwined on his right hand, accompanied by a chilling aura that emanated from him and spread outwards.
A strange longsword, nearly four feet long and interwoven with black and red, appeared in his right hand. The blade was covered with eerie red runes, and a lifelike blood-red skull was carved at the end of the hilt.
A cluster of azure soul fire burned within the skull.
A cool sensation washed over him as he touched the sword, and at the same time, two wisps of mysterious power flew out from the sword and merged into Lin Zhou's eyes.
In an instant, the room, which had been fairly bright, became gloomy in Lin Zhou's sight, as if it had switched from daytime to midnight.
The walls became dilapidated and desolate, covered with green moss-like growths on both the walls and the floor.
At this moment, Lin Zhou opened his eyes. A few steps in front of him, there were several grayish soul shadows swirling around him.
"This is?"
"A ghost!?"
Lin Zhou looked at the several hazy, gray soul shadows, raised the red-faced ghost's sword in his hand, and slashed at them instantly.
Pfft! Pfft!
These few hazy, gray soul shadows were easily shattered, like bubbles.
Is this from the perspective of a ghost?
Lin Zhou looked at the green hairs that had emerged from the ground and walls with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. The green hairs seemed to be alive, and even though there was nothing romantic in the room, the green hairs were still swaying slightly.
The beds and bedding inside the room were old and worn, covered with black spots that looked like lumps of coal, which moved slowly across them.
What's out there?
Lin Zhou looked curious and got up to walk outside.
Looking out the window, the sun had disappeared, and the outside was gloomy, with even the sky above still tinged with a pale red.
Lin Zhou pushed open the door, which was covered with green hair and black coal balls floating on it. What came into view outside was a green carpet-like lawn, with the grass on it swaying slightly.
Black coal balls, large and small, darted across the green carpet like round fish.
Just as Lin Zhou was about to walk out, he saw a two-headed white-clad swordsman floating in the air outside the seemingly dilapidated courtyard gate, which was half broken.
On the white Taoist robe worn by the swordsman were two intricate ancient characters, which Lin Zhou did not recognize.
Swish!
Just then, two pale-faced, bloodshot-eyed white-clad swordsmen suddenly appeared on the wall of Lin Zhou's courtyard, staring at Lin Zhou.
"grass!"
When Lin Zhou was stared at by two pairs of eyes, a chill ran down his spine, and he hurriedly changed the sword attribute of the Red-Faced Ghost.
In an instant, the surrounding scenery shattered, and warm sunlight fell on Lin Zhou, who had just reached the doorway.
"It's best to use this sword sparingly!"
Lin Zhou looked at the courtyard paved with smooth bluestone slabs, and the once dilapidated gate was still intact.
Everything that just happened feels like a dream.
However, Lin Zhou's right hand still had a trace of coldness lingering on it, but after a few breaths, the coldness was dispelled as his energy dissipated.