bookbashuk Chapter 153 This display is simply outrageous.
Chapter 153 This display is simply outrageous.
The Shu Mountains have never been peaceful.
The Demon-Sealing Tower suppressed countless demons and imprisoned monsters for centuries, but what was the result?
Instead of becoming a tower, it became a breeding ground for demons.
The more they suppress, the stronger the resentment grows, and the heart of the tower is already stirring with unrest.
Not to mention that back then, when the Demon Lord Chonglou was enraged, he broke the tower, tearing open a rift, and countless ferocious creatures escaped in the chaos, never to return.
Add to that the undercurrents in the heavens and the infiltration of negative forces into the mortal realm... this mess is already on the verge of collapsing.
Xu Changqing was probably looking for him about this matter.
But Ling Tian didn't care. The more chaotic the situation, the more interesting it was.
"Alright then." He glanced at the people around him, "Perfect, I'll take some people to broaden their horizons."
Although Yaoyue and Lianxing are top-ranked on the Heavenly Ranking, in the true world of cultivation, they are merely mortal experts.
Bring them along, so they can see what the true power of heaven and earth is.
Then there are Xiao Sanxiao, the three brothers of Tianlong, each of whom possesses great fortune; to put it bluntly, they are beings who have cheated.
As for the Xu family father and son?
He has decent qualifications; if we have the opportunity, I might as well give him a hand.
"You lead the way," Ling Tian said, waving his sleeve. "But take these people with you with you."
The disciples of Mount Shu responded in unison, raised their hands and formed a hand seal. In an instant, a giant sword a hundred feet long appeared from the void, its cold light chilling and its sword cry deafening, as if the entire earth was resonating with it.
One by one, the crowd leaped onto the sword, their robes fluttering, as if ascending to heaven.
Only Ling Tian remained unmoved.
He turned and walked back to the shop, leaving behind a few words of advice: "Keep the business running as usual. Don't panic even if the sky falls."
Before he could finish speaking, a sudden gust of wind swept up at the doorway.
A figure came riding the wind, dressed in simple clothes and straw sandals, holding only a wooden sword in his hand, yet he walked with remarkable steadiness, and with each step, the ground cracked silently.
Dugu Qiubai.
The name of the Sword Demon needs no further explanation. His mastery of no sword surpasses the power of a sword; he has reached a state of perfection. With a single thought, his sword intent transcends the mundane, causing even heaven and earth to hold their breath.
He looked at Ling Tian, a surge of emotion flickering in his eyes for the first time: "Brother Ling Tian, this time... may I come along and take a look?"
Ling Tian rode on a flying sword, soaring through the air, with Dugu Qiubai trailing behind him—this display was simply outrageous.
The onlookers were dumbfounded, staring up at the streak of light in the sky, their mouths agape.
Who has ever seen a real person riding a sword and soaring through the clouds?
This isn't something written in a storybook; it's a real-life fantasy drama unfolding before our eyes!
Just as everyone was still in shock, the Xu father and son rushed back in a great hurry.
Looking up, I saw a shooting star streak across the sky—but it wasn't a shooting star, it was a person!
The two of them were struck dumb, almost jumping up on the spot.
"Mount Shu?! He took people to Mount Shu?" Xu Fengnian's voice was hoarse from shouting, his face filled with regret. "If I had followed him sooner, wouldn't I have been able to step into the threshold of cultivation? Ascension in one step wouldn't be a dream!"
Xu Xiao, standing next to him, had a face so dark it looked like it could drip water, and his teeth were grinding together.
A tremendous opportunity slipped through my fingers, and I wished I could tear the sky apart to catch it.
Unfortunately, they've already vanished without a trace.
And that's not all; there are countless people in the martial arts world who are similarly beating their chests and stamping their feet in frustration.
On the other side, atop Mount Shu, a sea of clouds surged, enveloped in ethereal mist.
This is the first time in a thousand years that Shushan has welcomed so many "unaffiliated cultivators" arriving in groups, which has simply broken the sect's record.
The entire mountain peak hangs suspended in the sky, cut off from the mortal world, like a lonely island in the floating world, with spiritual energy so dense that it cannot be dissolved.
The disciples in the mountains were all dressed in white, carrying long swords on their backs. Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and they stood as still as pines, yet a chilling killing intent emanated from their bodies. Don't think they were just people who cultivated in seclusion. Any one of these seemingly otherworldly individuals could stir up a bloodbath in the martial arts world.
As soon as Ling Tian landed, he knew the way like the back of his hand. Several disciples saw him from afar and bowed respectfully, their eyes filled with awe.
After all, now the entire Shu Mountain knows that this guy is the reincarnation of Fei Peng, the God of War of the Heavenly Realm, a true ruthless person reincarnated.
Xu Changqing had been waiting in front of the mountain gate for a long time.
Upon seeing Ling Tian appear, a smile immediately spread across his face, a mixture of surprise and joy, as if he had finally been rescued.
"Brother Lingtian, you've finally arrived!" He strode forward, his tone urgent. "I wanted to come down the mountain to meet you myself, but I was tied up with worldly affairs and missed the appointed time. I'm truly ashamed."
A quick glance revealed a large group of people behind Ling Tian, and he understood immediately.
"These people... are your reinforcements? That's wonderful! Demons are rampant these days, and we're short-handed. With their help, subduing demons will be twice as effective!"
Ling Tian smiled faintly and waved his hand: "Brother Xu, don't be too happy yet. I have a lot of people with me, but the truly capable ones can be counted on one hand. Most of them still need to start training from scratch. Expecting them to go into battle immediately? That's unrealistic."
Xu Changqing's smile faltered slightly, then he nodded: "That's true. Let's settle them in first and let them get used to their surroundings."
He turned around and called over a young disciple: "Dugu Yuyun, take them around and show them the Scripture Pavilion, the Weapon Refining Hall, and the Martial Arts Arena. Let them broaden their horizons."
The young man stepped forward in response, his face cold and his eyes sharp as blades—he was none other than the future sword saint who would one day be renowned throughout the world.
However, at present, among the many geniuses of Shu Mountain, he is only a rising star, far from reaching the pinnacle.
After everyone left, the mountains returned to silence.
Xu Changqing's expression suddenly darkened, and he lowered his voice, saying, "Ling Tian, the world has been in turmoil lately. Evil spirits are rising from all directions, ghosts and demons are running rampant, and the people are filled with resentment."
"What's even more troublesome is that the Thunderbolt Hall has started making moves again."
Ling Tian raised an eyebrow: "That organization that colluded with the Evil Sword Immortal? Weren't they eradicated by you several times over? Shouldn't they have been completely wiped out long ago?"
"Dead but not dead." Xu Changqing sneered, "They have been lying in wait for many years, and now they have come back with renewed force, sending people to infiltrate various ancient tombs and secret realms to search for lost magic treasures. In fact... many of their disciples have completely fallen into demonic possession."
"I sent several groups of people to investigate, but they all returned empty-handed. Those who have fallen into demonic possession have experienced a surge in strength and use bizarre methods; ordinary cultivators die as soon as they get close."
He stared at Ling Tian, his tone grave: "This wave will probably be difficult to handle."
"For us ordinary cultivators, if we want to stand out in combat, it's not enough to just stay in seclusion and meditate. Cultivation is the foundation, but many of my fellow disciples spend all day studying the Heart Sutra, talking about it on paper, and when it comes to actual combat, they can't even hit a ghost."
"So we asked Brother Lingtian to come out of seclusion because we wanted to use your practical experience to give these young people some pointers. Offensive techniques can be practiced slowly, but the intuition for life-and-death battles must be trained through real combat."
Upon hearing this, Ling Tian's eyes flickered slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. This matter was indeed quite interesting.
The people standing next to him, aren't they all formidable figures?
Yaoyue and Lianxing, two peerless masters of Yihua Palace, each smile and frown conceals murderous intent; Xiao Sanxiao, on the other hand, possesses the bloodline of the Xuan Turtle, and his physical body is comparable to that of an ancient ferocious beast, making him invincible among those of the same realm.
Although they were not orthodox cultivators, when it came to actual combat—they had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, every move drawing blood and every strike potentially fatal.