This "Star Cut" move requires the monk to concentrate his mysterious energy on the blade, feel the gaps between the suspended particles in the sky and the earth, and then use explosive force to conduct the mysterious energy to defeat the enemy with one blow.
"Crack!"
"Star Cut" gathered all Lu Yuan's power and could cut open a trace of the demon's leg skin.
The demon didn't notice Lu Yuan at all. He was slightly surprised by the surprise attack and his attention was slightly distracted.
This blow was the final straw.
Hu Bugui felt that the demon power was slightly reduced, and the majestic black power suddenly spurted out from the sword blade.
"break!"
"Roar!"
One person and one ape shouted loudly at the same time.
The sword flashed.
The toad demon is cut in two!
The half of the banshee let out a roar of excitement or pain, struggled a few times, and made no sound.
The demon body exudes a strong rancid smell.
Only then did Hu Bugui feel extremely tired. He sat down against the white ape, and his right hand gradually became numb.
"Master! How are you?" Lu Yuan ran out of the smoke.
Hu Bugui's face was purple and his lips were pale. He shook his head, chanted the incantation awkwardly, pinched his fingers, and slowly took out the demon pill and put it in his palm.
It was a round black demon pill the size of three fingers.
Hu Bugui gritted his teeth, separated out a small piece of the demon pill, and swallowed it in his mouth. His face regained a little vitality.
Lu Yuan saw Hu Bugui's look and knew that he was poisoned: "Master! The cave...is there an antidote in the cave?"
Hu Bugui forced a smile: "This is... the poison of the Yin Yue Toad. Ordinary elixirs are difficult to be effective. I just refined a part of the demon elixir, which can barely last for half a month. After refining it, it will be... useless." .”
Lu Yuan's head buzzed and he was completely confused.
"Master! You...you have boundless power, there must be a way!"
"Our Demon Lord... cough, the elixir refined by the Demon Lord can be used to deal with ordinary poisons, but the poison of the Yin Yue Toad... Xiao Yuan," Hu Bugui touched his head, "You and I are masters and disciples. It can be considered... it can also be considered fate. It's a pity, ahem..."
Hu Bugui swallowed back a mouthful of blood: "Master, I can no longer watch you...grow into a demon lord and avenge your mother..."
"No! No way! Master, you are the Demon Lord, so a mere demon poison is nothing!" Lu Yuan knelt down and cried loudly.
"Silly boy, isn't my teacher... not dead yet? Help me up."
Lu Yuan slowly helped him up. The swelling of Hu Bugui's right leg was not obvious, but it was still black and purple.
"Xiao Yuan, when you reach Seven Stars, you can subdue the first demon servant. This... this is also the unique magical power of our demon master. It was recorded in detail in the "Peeping at the Demon Master's Gate" I gave you last time... To conquer, ahem, the method to conquer.”
Hearing these last words, Lu Yuan's heart was as sharp as a knife. He held back tears and nodded desperately.
"White Ape, take us back to the cave."
Demon Attendant Bai Yuan put the two men on his shoulders, let out a mournful cry, and quickly jumped towards the cave.
The white ape jumped and ran so fast that Lu Yuan could only hear the whistling wind in his ears.
Back in the cave, Lu Yuan arranged for his master to lie down.
He saw Hu Bugui's face was as white as paper, and he knelt beside the bed and cried: "Master, this disciple is incompetent. I don't know where to find the antidote!"
Hu Bugui forced a smile and said: "It's okay. We casual cultivators... are like this. When disciples of other sects are in trouble, they can... use various connections to find help, but we... ahem. So Xiaoyuan, You must be careful in everything from now on, remember?”
"Remember, don't talk and rest."
"You...you have done your best, go and rest quickly. I have a friend who is a compassionate master, and I think he can detoxify it, but I can no longer use mystical magic to inform him. Even...if he receives the news, it will take more than twenty days to get here. .Ahem!”
Lu Yuan was shocked: "You tell me the method and I will cast it!"
"The paper goose spell that conveys the message requires a great demon master... to cast it. I'm also tired today. I'll think of a solution tomorrow..."
After Hu Bugui finished speaking, he closed his eyes tiredly.
Lu Yuan moved a straw mat and placed it beside Hu Bugui's bed. With tears on his face, he lay down undressed.
Listening to Hu Bugui's gentle and even breathing, Lu Yuan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He had been wondering if there was any way to find an antidote.
But this problem is an unsolvable problem for a fourteen-year-old boy.
Master, it would be great if you were here...
In the second half of the night, maybe he was too tired. With this thought in mind, Lu Yuan fell into a deep sleep.
Not knowing how long he had slept, Lu Yuan suddenly woke up in a daze.
He climbed up in one fell swoop and found that the surroundings were covered with mist and dim light. His master, straw mat, cave, etc., had all disappeared.
Lu Yuan looked around, but there was no one there.
Suddenly, I saw white mist gradually gathering not far away, constantly rotating around a central point, and making bursts of whirlwind sounds.
Lu Yuan suddenly became alert and immediately drew his sword from behind.
But the back was empty - the Koizumi Sword had been placed on the table.
The whirlwind air mass gathered bigger and bigger, becoming as tall as a person in the blink of an eye.
Lu Yuan was about to take cover when he heard a muffled sound and the cyclone stopped. Then the white mist completely dissipated and a figure appeared.
Qing Xuanzi slowly walked over from the dim light.
"Master!" Although Lu Yuan knew this was just a dream, he still felt very warm.
However, he felt something strange - the master he had dreamed about many times before was not in such a scene, and the image of Qingxuanzi was not as clear as today.
"I know you can't speak in my dream, but you must be able to hear my voice!" Lu Yuan knelt down with a plop and said to Qing Xuanzi, "Master, please help me!"
"Xiao Yuan, you have grown up, and you have grown taller... I never thought that our master and apprentice would meet again in this way." Qing Xuanzi sighed.
Lu Yuan was stunned.
"Ah! You...can you speak?" Lu Yuan seemed to hear the sound of nature, and his heart was filled with joy!
Qing Xuanzi smiled and said: "You brat, you make me sound like a baby. Hahahaha!"
"Master!"
He rushed over and wanted to hug Qingxuanzi tightly.
But when he stretched out his hands, he was in vain.
Qingxuanzi is just an image in the void.
Yes, no matter how real the image is, it will always be just a dream. Lu Yuan sighed in his heart.
Seeing Lu Yuan with a sad face, Qing Xuanzi said: "I practiced soul-based mystical arts in my early years, and now I am at the first level of the soul realm, so my soul obsession has not dissipated near the Demon Suppression Tower."
"Master! That's great! As long as there is a remnant soul, there is hope for resurrection!"
"Resurrection is a matter of destiny, and it is extremely difficult to achieve." Qing Xuanzi smiled lightly, "I'd better continue to practice the realm of the soul."
Lu Yuan was once a Taoist master, so he naturally knew that the soul realm was referred to as the spiritual realm, which was the realm reached by the soul power of monks. It is independent of cultivation, and the highest level is the fifth level. Professions such as Taoist masters, alchemists, and weapon refiners often need to use their souls to feel the power of the five elements of heaven and earth. However, there are very few techniques to improve the spiritual realm.
Lu Yuan nodded.
Qingxuanzi continued: "Because I am in the middle of the first level of the spiritual realm, when I infused my life energy into your bloodline, an extremely fine ray of my soul left a trace in your body. Within six hundred miles, I I can find you through this soul mark and have soul communication with you."
