Repugnant Gateway 3

by Zhi Bai

  Thinking about this, An Zheng summoned the yaksha umbrella from the Blood Pearl Bracelet and walked out with it.

  Mu Changyan's cultivation level was dropping. He had thought that Zhuge Chouyun was standing on her side, but he never thought that Zhuge Chouyun was the one who hid the deepest. Perhaps it was because she was being controlled, but Mu Changyan instead felt something. He suddenly turned around, but didn't see anything. At this time, An Zheng was standing not more than ten meters away from him.

  But fortunately, Chen Shaobai's Yaksha Umbrella was, after all, relatively reliable for Purple-Rank Divine Artifact.

  An Zheng approached step by step, probing and shaking his hand. He frowned slightly as he looked around at his surroundings, and then continued to walk forward.

  An Zheng waited until he was close enough and then released half of the Holy Fish Scale. The four Holy Fish Scale suddenly flew out, and then quickly closed together, trapping Mu Changyan inside.

  "Who is it!"

  Before Mu Changyan could even shout out, he was surrounded by Holy Fish Scale s that crowded around like four walls. This time, it was extremely vicious, and Mu Changyan was trapped there before he could even react. An Zheng was afraid that Yue Yang would struggle, he raised his fingers and extended them, releasing a burst of control. The four Holy Fish Scale had squeezed Mu Changyan till he seemed to grow bigger. An Zheng held onto an umbrella and didn't appear on the scene, and immediately took Mu Changyan back.

  He had to return now. If he used these four Holy Fish Scale s to control Mu Changyan, he would still have four remaining. If everything went smoothly, he would need these four Holy Fish Scale s to trap Empress Dowager Su. If he used all eight of them, without a defensive magic tool, there would be no accident. Now that no one had discovered it, it wouldn't take long for them to go back and forth. Thinking about that, An Zheng turned around and quickly left the Embroidery Palace.

  He left the palace and found a remote alley, not daring to use the yaksha umbrella again. The yaksha umbrella only had an hour or so to be used, so it needed to be left at Embroidery Palace's side.

  After passing by the Golden Hall Plaza, An Zheng started to increase his speed.

  Not far from the Heavenly Awakening Sect, An Zheng suddenly felt a chill invading his back.

  An Zheng instinctively turned to the side and an incomparably cold sword intent pierced through his body. The sword intent cut open the clothes on An Zheng's shoulder, and also cut open a hole in his skin.

  An Zheng swept to the side as four Holy Fish Scale floated out to protect his body.

  Behind him, a stupefied Feng Xiuyang stood on the roof of a room, and looked at An Zheng expressionlessly. He held a peach wood sword in his hand, the one that people called the Peach Wood Sword that allowed one to open the barrier to immortality.

  "You?"

  An Zheng was slightly stunned, "I didn't think that you would be the one who can't sit still anymore."

  Feng Xiuyang looked at An Zheng with no expression on his face. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why aren't you in the Heavenly Awakening Sect? Where have you been? "

  An Zheng was slightly startled, this was not the tone in which Feng Xiuyang had spoken. Su Feilun was a person who liked women. He looked uninhibited, but was extremely cold and proud. Feng Xiuyang had an elegant demeanor and good eloquence. Although An Zheng did not interact much with him, he knew this person very well. Especially after Feng Xiuyang and Nie Qing's battle, An Zheng intentionally sent people to collect information on Feng Xiuyang.

  "You asking me this doesn't seem to be your intention, right?"

  An Zheng looked at Feng Xiuyang: "That day, you and Nie Qing disappeared at the same time, and Nie Qing was controlled by someone, I'm afraid you have not escaped either."

  Feng Xiuyang said: "I'm here to kill you."

  An Zheng said: "You talk too much. I know that even though you are arrogant, you have never done anything evil. If I can save you today, you can just send me gifts in the future. "

  After he finished speaking, An Zheng fiercely rushed forward and summoned the ice spirit out of the air.

  An icicle suddenly appeared and pierced straight towards Feng Xiuyang's chest.

  Feng Xiuyang turned the peach wood sword around, and a strange power caused An Zheng's ice spirit to be moved away. The icicle, a few meters long, shot out to one side and punctured a large hole in the house with a bang.

  "The peach blossoms have all fallen."

  Feng Xiuyang said a few words, then pointed his peach wood sword at the sky.

  A rain of peach blossoms suddenly began to fall from the sky, sprinkling down from the sky.

  An Zheng's body was surrounded by the petals of peach blossoms, and every single one of them looked perfect. Pink petals floated down, covering a radius of a few hundred meters. An Zheng was distracted by the appearance of the Peach Blossom Rain, when he looked again, there was no trace of Feng Xiuyang.

  Right at this moment, a vigorous sword intent appeared behind An Zheng, and the Holy Fish Scale automatically turned around to block it. With a dang, and under an enormous force, An Zheng's body uncontrollably flew forward. But before he could stop, the second sword intent arrived. This time, it was aimed at An Zheng's side, heading towards his ribs. The Holy Fish Scale turned again, surging the sword intent outwards.

  There were peach blossoms all around, and there were sword intent all over the peach blossoms.

  He could not find Feng Xiuyang because he was right in the middle of the peach blossoms.

  Everyone said that although Feng Xiuyang was an elegant and refined man, he was not a beauty that was close to a woman. But who would have thought that he would actually cultivate such a Peach Blossom Art? He was surrounded by peach blossoms, yet he did not know that the peach blossom was him. However, every single petal that looked gentle and amorous contained an ice-cold killing intent.

  An Zheng stood there with a serious face... Every single petal of the peach blossom could be Feng Xiuyang's. Feng Xiuyang was in the middle of the peach blossoms, it was impossible to tell him apart.

  The surrounding peach blossoms seemed to be swept up by the wind, as they started to revolve around An Zheng. Not just around, but above. An Zheng seemed to be in the middle of a tornado formed by peach blossoms, as he was isolated. It was impossible to predict that the sword intent would appear from the petal, but every sword intent was strong enough. An Zheng's four pieces of Holy Fish Scale floated around his body, and quickly seemed to be unable to cope with them.

  The sword intent was getting faster and faster, and the sword intent was getting weirder and weirder.

  An Zheng seemed to be able to hear some soft and melodious music, some of them even seemed to be softly chanting something.

  "How can a peach blossom not be gentle? When will the grudge end …" Every blossoming peach blossom was a floating soul. "There are bones buried under every peach tree."

  An Zheng frowned, he suddenly understood.

  Those falling petals were not petals at all, but spirits.

  Chapter 271 - Pure Yang Rebirth

  It was said that the Dao Sect had a secret technique that could suppress Gui Xie. This was precisely the reason why there were fake Warlocks in the martial arts world who dared to claim to be true Immortals with a peach wood sword on their back. They could also deceive people who were inexperienced. If ghosts and monsters really did come, these people would most likely pee their pants in fright.

  Cultivators yearned for longevity and pursued the path of immortality, so they were not afraid of the saying of evil and ghosts. In this world, there weren't many people who could truly see vengeful spirits. If they did, they probably wouldn't have the chance to say it out loud.

  Feng Xiuyang's peach wood sword was picked from Wu Dang Mountain.

  There was a Taoist temple on Mount Wudang, which was said to be the ancestor of Dao Sect in the martial arts world. However, even the Taoist of Wudang Mountain did not dare to boast
like this. However, if one were to say that the cultivation technique of the Dao Sect came from Wu Dang, no one would dare to deny it. Rumor has it that there was a peach tree that had lived for three thousand years in the Daoist monastery. The Taoist gained more from comprehending the Dao under the peach tree. It was rumored that this peach tree was planted by the first temple master of the Wudang Mountain Taoist temple and later on, the first sect master of the Dao Sect.

  On the day that the Sect Leader obtained his dao, God's Punishment descended from the heavens.

  Because the Monastery Leader's cultivation was too high, touching on the Heavenly Dao, God's Punishment had descended. That peach tree blocked the God's Punishment for the temple master, and under the God Lightning, only half of them were left. Half was charred black, and the other half was emerald green. This peach tree was the only tree in the world that could bear witness to the Dao Sect master's dao and the Divine Punishment. Therefore, this peach tree was also known as the Dao Sect's sacred artifact.

  In the past, Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao's temple master traveled thousands of miles to Wu Dang Mountain to study, and had some insights under the peach tree. Before they parted, Wu Dang Mountain's Daoist took out a bud from the peach tree and gave it to him. The master of the Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao used his own Zhen Qi to take care of him and brought him back to the State of Yan, then took out rootless water to be nourished in the jade bottle. He had originally thought that the sprout wouldn't live for long, but in the end, it actually grew a Dao Root.

  The Monastery Leader had planted the tender bud on the Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao. Another one hundred and thirty years passed and the peach wood was only as thick as a person's wrist. Although it was only a sprout from the peach wood on Mount Wudang, it was still quite magical. Rumor has it that in the dead of night, one can hear the sound of drums and music as he meditates under the heavens. In the year 108, the peach tree was as thick as a person's leg. The result of the second Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao's venture exploded the pill furnace, to the extent that even Tao Mu was implicated. That half of the pellets almost flattened Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao, but the peach tree only had the thickest branch.

  After that, the second monastery head went into seclusion and never left the Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao. He had been in closed-door cultivation for 33 years, and it was said that he had comprehended the energy of the heavens and the earth. Before dying, he made the broken peach wood into a peach wood sword, which was the one that Feng Xiuyang was holding.

  This peach wood sword could be used for Spirit Gathering.

  The petals of all the peach blossoms were not petals, but spirits. Spirit was what the Dao Sect called ghosts. In the Dao Sect's concept, there were three types of spirit energy. One for the mortal, one for resentment, one for cultivation. When an ordinary person died, their ghost would be a mortal spirit. When a person with a grudge dies, their ghost will be the vengeful spirit. In addition, the reason why the souls of extremely powerful cultivators could not be destroyed was because of the power of spiritual cultivation.

  But no matter what kind of spirit it was, no one had ever seen it before. Especially for cultivators, it was only in the legends.

  But now, the peach flower that had formed from Feng Xiuyang's peach wood sword was actually its spirit. He looked beautiful and intelligent.

  Therefore, An Zheng suddenly recalled that Feng Xiuyang's physique was an extremely rare spirit medium. When they were at Da Xi, An Zheng had heard that some Dao Sect disciples were Spirit Intermediate Dao Bodies. However, because they were too rare, no one could tell how strong a Spirit Intermediate Dao Body was.

  An Zheng finally understood a little more about the Spirit Intermediate Dao Body. Those peach flower shaped spirits were actually a type of avatar. With his Spirit Body, Feng Xiuyang could use each petal of the Peach Blossom as his starting point. Every single peach blossom could be seen as his clone. And one of the high requirements was that Feng Xiuyang's psychokinesis must be extremely strong.

  The four Holy Fish Scale around An Zheng continued to spin around, blocking the sword intent that came from an unknown direction. The strange power on the sword intent was precisely because it came from the spirit. This kind of power seemed to be able to penetrate into a person's heart and infect their soul.

  Fortunately, the Holy Fish Scale s were the strongest defensive magical equipment in the world. Although An Zheng could only use four of them at the moment, he could still handle them.

  "If I kill him, I'll let you all go."

  An Zheng suddenly heard this sentence, and the peach blossoms beside him suddenly became violent. The peach blossom petals began to rapidly rotate, forming a tornado of peach blossoms. The formless sword qi from before no longer appeared, and was replaced by a longsword formed from materialized peach blossoms. On every sword, there was an uncontrollable conviction.

  Survival?

  No, for rebirth.

  An Zheng frowned slightly: "To cultivate one's own path of the sword by trapping another person's soul, Feng Xiuyang, I have truly overestimated you. I had originally thought that you and Su Feilun were on the same level, but now it seems that you were far inferior to them. Su Feilun had the heart of a strong warrior, and was not willing to borrow strength from other parties. Nie Qing had the heart of a tyrant, he would definitely win if he went to heaven or earth. As for you, you only have your own selfish thoughts. "

  An Zheng pointed the ice spirit forward: "These peach blossoms of yours drip with human blood."

  The peach blossom swords around him became denser and denser, giving off a beauty that could move one's soul. If a sentimental girl saw him, who knows how much she would love him. The beauty of the Peach Blossom Sword was gorgeous. However, if one were to think about the fact that each peach blossom contained a person's soul, then how ice-cold would the beauty be concealed?

  "The spirit of me trapping you is comparable to all of them."

  Feng Xiuyang's voice seemed ethereal and uncertain, to the point that only An Zheng could hear it.

  "An Zheng, do you really think I'm being controlled? Cultivating this Peach Blossom spirit required unparalleled psychokinesis. Since I have this supreme psychokinesis, how could I be controlled by others? I only wanted to take this opportunity to leave the Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao. A place like that would not allow me to advance any further. I also want to see if there are any fortuitous encounters within the chaos in the State of Yan … Most importantly, this kind of Silver Needle Gu technique is a test for my psychokinesis. It's a type of experience, a disaster for others. To me, it's only a process of cultivation. "

  The voice appeared in An Zheng's mind, as if it was speaking to An Zheng's soul.

  "All I want is to be even stronger. I don't have the mind to participate in any court battles." If he were to participate, he would be in a place like Da Xi in the future. To me, this insignificant land of the State of Yan was like a quagmire, and it restricted my mental state. An Zheng, I controlled them to train your mental state. I naturally, did not come to find you because I was being controlled by others. Rather, I came here to see exactly how powerful you are. "

  "You saying that Su Feilun has the heart of a Ranker, in my opinion, is just a hypocrite. In reality, pretending to be one is just a coward. If he was really a Ranker, he would have already left the State of Yan. On the surface, it looked like he did not put the Empress Dowager Su in his eyes, but in reality, he was still afraid. That was why he acted that way, to cover up his cowardice. You said that Nie Qing has the heart of an Overlord, but unfortunately, his mental state is too small. A person's heart only contains a vast area like the State of Yan, what can a strong Overlord do? So in my opinion, no matter if it's Su Feilun or Nie Qing, neither of them will have too high of an achievement in the future.

  "That's why I came to you. You don't have the heart of a powerful warrior, nor the heart of a tyrant. However, you have the heart of a rig
hteous cultivator."

  Even though Feng Xiuyang's voice was soft, each and every word was exceptionally clear.

  "Do your job properly, walk the right path, and exterminate the evil spirits. Excluding the evil officials and the evil officials, that is the heart of a true person. And you, as a righteous person, are not hypocritical or benevolent. Your thunderous technique looks more like two sides of the Buddhist family. Buddha said that Buddha was the best person in the world. And the Buddha also has the Vajra Fury, the most intense wrath in the world. "

  "If I defeat you, it will be beneficial to my cultivation. I know you have righteousness, but it is precisely because you have righteousness that I want to defeat you. If I can even win against righteousness, what can stop my cultivation and cultivation? What else is there that I can't cut through? "

  Feng Xiuyang's voice paused for a while, and then, his body appeared on top of a roof several tens of meters away. It looked like the white robe was floating in the air, and it seemed to have gained a lot of liveliness and liveliness.

  "After I kill you, I'll leave the State of Yan. My peach wood sword is still not strong enough. I want to go to Wu Dang and break that three thousand year old peach tree. "

  As the sound of his voice faded, hundreds of peach blossom swords shot towards An Zheng.

  It was completely different from the invisible sword Qis from before. The power of these Peach Blossom Swords was beyond imagination.

  These materialized swords were all filled with the wishes of those spirits, so their power was extraordinary. The greater a person's heart of rebirth, the greater the power of this technique.

  An Zheng's four Holy Fish Scale soon became a little too busy, and due to the strength being too great, the Holy Fish Scale's circulation became more and more slow.