Liang Xingyang held the scroll, and the Naoyanghua in the scroll showed him the way.
The two of them did not rush to find Ancestor Youzhai immediately, but went outside to meet Gelsemium first.
Gelsemium was trapped in the inverted formation of the Five Elements, and kept flying downwards, never reaching the end. He had already become suspicious. When he stopped, he couldn't reach the sky or the ground. It was a big black circle above and below, in all directions, and he couldn't see his fingers.
He flew sideways again, and after flying for a while, he completely lost his perception of up, down, left, and right. He only felt that he was in space, surrounded by endless darkness. He didn't know where was up and where was down. He wanted to look for the surrounding cliffs sideways. , but also missing.
He was completely trapped in the darkness. Because the Ancestor of Youzhai had gone out of his way and was sitting stiffly, cultivating to warm up his body, he didn't have time to free his hands to take care of him. He flew around for a while, scurrying around like a headless fly. Suddenly There was a light ahead, a sword light, cutting through the endless night like lightning. In front of him was a dragon-shaped fairy sword, and Liang Xingyang's voice came from the sword: "Follow the sword and come to me at the speed of light!"
Gelsemium hurriedly united her body and sword, and flew forward after the Pure Yang Fairy Sword. In just a moment, she arrived at a cave. When she saw Liang Xingyang, Gelsemium secretly felt ashamed. After all, this formation could not trap her new worshiper. The little master, in vain, has boasted that he is smart and agile for many years, and his Taoist magic power exceeds that of the opponent, but he is still trapped in the enemy's formation.
Immediately afterwards, he discovered that Liang Xingyang's temperament was completely different from before, and he seemed to have formed a golden elixir!
However, before he had time to ask, he saw the female ghost standing next to Liang Xingyang. After a little recognition, his heart was pounding: "May I ask, are you Mr. Hua?"
Nao Yanghua was a little surprised: "Do you recognize me?" When she was captured by Ancestor Youzhai, Gelsemium had not yet entered the family, and the two had never met.
Gelsemium hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "My master left a portrait of my aunt. When my master was still alive, he always looked at it and sighed, and taught us that one day we must take our aunt home."
Naoyanghua choked with sobs: "Senior brother..."
The two aunts and nephews recognized each other and chatted briefly. Gelsemium said hesitantly: "In order to preserve the legacy of my mentor, and to save my aunt from disaster, I recognized another master. Now the Wandu Sect belongs to the Tianxin Sect. My name is It was also changed to Yaowangmen."
"You did a great job!" Naoyanghua said righteously, "Zhenren Liang is an authentic Taoist sect and a first-rate Taoist immortal. You are lucky to be able to worship under his sect and receive his teachings!"
Nao Yanghua is not stupid, she has now been reduced to the level of a plaything in the painting. Sometimes, at this juncture, a dispute arises over the sect status, and Liang Xingyang kills her with a sword, but she has no way to deal with it. Besides, she and Gelsemium is nominally a fellow aunt and nephew, but today is the first time they meet, and she has no confidence that Gelsemium will be on her side.
Now that the Wandu Sect is gone and Gelsemium has also switched to Liang Xingyang's sect, it will be useless even if she objects. Moreover, she had been tortured by Ancestor Youzhai for more than a hundred years. Seeing that she was about to escape from the trap, all she wanted was to leave smoothly. That was better than anything else. Everything else was just a mirror image and a false reputation!
Gelsemium was relieved when she heard what she said. After all, she was the elder in the sect. It was actually very taboo for her to become a disciple without permission. Now that she had the support and endorsement of the elders in the sect, it was natural.
Liang Xingyang said: "Now that the true and false paths have been investigated, fellow Taoist Hua knows very well what is going on here. Ancestor Youzhai is on fire and is sitting stiff. Let's not go looking for him first. We will go up to join Xuan E and the others, kill all his disciples, and then Come down together to fight him!"
The three of them flew upward again. This formation could not trap Liang Xingyang, so he took the lead, followed closely behind by Gelsemium using the Five Poison Sword. Read the book
Before reaching the ground, Xuan E and the others had already come down, and together with Liang Lingbao and Xia Cunxu, all the disciples of Patriarch Youzhai outside had been killed by them.
Both sides join forces at one point and then attack with all their strength.
Besides, in the palace of Ancestor Youzhai, there were torches burning on the walls. He was sitting cross-legged on the cold stone bed, holding a picture in his hand, and Huang Xiji was kneeling beside the stone bed.
Ancestor Youzhai opened the picture scroll, and there were many figures drawn in it. He rubbed it with his hands and looked at them one by one. As he looked, he muttered his name at the end: "This is your senior brother. At that time... this It's your second senior brother. I remember back then
..."
After chanting for a while, he sighed again: "I originally wanted to train you four brothers well, but you are too disappointing. I gave you the Heart-Eating Pill, but you couldn't protect it and were snatched back by the enemy. Now Lieyang The elixir was also stolen, what do you think of becoming a teacher?"
Huang Xiji knelt on the ground, shivering as if shivering, like sifting chaff, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering: "Master... it's the disciples who didn't do a good job. I will definitely try harder next time..."
"There will be no next time." Ancestor Youzhai said, "The child who came this time is full of pure Yang righteousness, which is rare in the world, and the fairy sword he uses is extremely special. It is not from the Baiyang Sect, nor is it like the Jiulong Palace. , so strange."
Huang Xiu said fiercely, "I will kill him right away, take his head, and present it to my mentor in front of my teacher."
"You can't fight him." Ancestor Youzhai said sadly.
Huang Xiuji became more and more frightened. Ancestor Youzhai repeatedly told him that it was useless. He felt that a disaster was imminent and Ancestor Youzhai might attack him at any time. He tried hard to explain his usefulness: "I am already a golden person after all." As a monk in the Dan stage, I can do a lot for you. Master, I can help you deal with at least two of the enemies outside..."
"I trained you, and I didn't want you to help me deal with the enemy. I have to deal with the enemy myself. Cut off his head, absorb his soul, imprison him in the scroll, and look at him every day, like raising a bird. It's like raising insects, this is the fun. I raise you just so that you can do some chores for me that I am too lazy to do. As for the Golden Core stage... Do you think that I am also in the Golden Core stage and not much better than you?"
"No!" Huang Xiuji quickly shook his head.
He knows very well that the gap between the middle stage of the Golden Core and the early stage of the Golden Core is bigger than the gap between the Core Formation stage and the Foundation Establishment stage! The gap between the late stage of Jin Dan and the middle stage of Jin Dan is even greater than the gap between the early stage of Jin Dan and the Qi training stage!
Many people will not be able to cultivate the Golden Elixir in their lifetime. Once they have cultivated it, they will be completely transformed and their life span will be increased to 500 years. Even if they cultivate the Golden Elixir at the age of 100, more than 90% of people will not be able to cultivate it in the next 400 years. The Yuan Ying is born, so he is also a loose immortal in the Golden Elixir stage. There may be a difference of three to four hundred years in mana between the two. The ancestor of Youzhai has three hundred years of Taoism, which is exactly the cultivation level of the late Golden Elixir. If you want to kill Huang Xiu, who is just now For a monk to cultivate the golden elixir, it is as simple as crushing an ant to death.
"Master has vast supernatural powers and boundless magic power. Even those earthly immortals from Baiyang Sect and Five Elements Sect who have cultivated Nascent Soul are no match for Master..."
Ancestor Youzhai sighed: "Earth Immortal... It also depends on who it is. Shang Qionghua from the Baiyang Sect, I am no match for her."
He fell silent. Huang Xiang didn't make the slightest sound. He knelt there, his whole body stiff.
Suddenly, Ancestor Youzhai said again: "They are coming soon, let's get ready too."
Huang Xiji said in panic: "How... how to prepare? Master, just tell me, my disciple will go through fire and water, even if he dies!"
"You don't need to prepare, I'll just come." He stretched out his hand to grab Huang Xiu's head.
Huang Xiang's heart was beating fiercely, and he hurriedly jumped back to dodge. He knew that Ancestor Youzhai was ruthless. Once he made a move, nothing he could say would be of any use. The only way to survive was to fight to the death.
He raised his hands and knocked out the Shifang Earth Evil Pearl that he was most proud of. He also flew out from his sleeves the Sanyin Soul-killing Needle that he secretly refined outside. Then he didn't dare to see what the result would be. He used the escape method and wrapped himself in He rushed out of the door amid a black evil.
Ancestor Youzhai sneered, raised his hand and put the beads and needles that hit him into his sleeves, and then transformed into a big hand, which looked like a dark shadow of a claw. The evil aura of Dunguang disappeared, and he immediately grabbed Huang Xiu's body.
"Plop!" Huang Xiuji's corpse fell to the ground.
Ancestor Youzhai caught Huang Xiu's spirit and threw it into the scroll in his hand. He held the scroll and looked at it: "There are my apprentices, my sons, and my enemies, a total of one hundred and eight. After more than a hundred years, it was finally completed!"
He pushed the painting forward with both hands, and the scroll flew away and stuck to the wall. A figure appeared in it. He whispered "Zhen'er", and a young man in white clothes appeared in the painting, with hands like claws.
Practice magic on an altar. Then he called out "Cui'er" again, and the green clam appeared in it, wielding two flying hooks, fighting with many evil ghosts and evil spirits in the forest.
"Tsk, tsk, not bad! Not bad!" Ancestor Youzhai was like a painter, looking at his most satisfactory work. After looking at it for a long time, he stretched out his hand and the painting flew back into his hand. He shook it open slightly and opened his mouth to say As soon as he blew on the painting, he blew up a thick black evil spirit, which exploded like a tidal wave in a strong wind, quickly filling the cave and surging outward along the passage.
After Liang Xingyang and the others came down, it was dark inside the cave, and they could not see far. In the shadows, there were faint cries of ghosts and gods.
Naoyanghua was horrified: "That old monster can enter the underworld. I'm afraid these are the ghost soldiers he summoned."
Liang Xingyang said: "Don't be afraid, these are just illusions at the moment. It doesn't matter whether he is a devil or a ghost. When he comes, just kill him with your flying sword!"
They arrived at Ancestor Youzhai's cave unimpeded and saw the person sitting on the stone bed.
Ancestor Youzhai is tall and looks about forty or fifty years old. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks honest and upright, and his face is full of integrity. If you see him outside, no one will think that he is a maniac who kills like crazy. The evil ancestor.
Ancestor Youzhai was painting. On the wall in front of him, a huge piece of painting paper was laid out horizontally. The chest of Huang Xiuji's corpse on the ground was split open, and the steaming blood was absorbed by his magic power and flew to the paper. Bits and pieces bloomed and turned into blossoming plum blossoms.
When Liang Xingyang and the others came in, Ancestor Youzhai looked at him a few times and asked, "What do you think of my picture of Youshan embracing plum blossoms?"
Liang Xingyang looked at it for a few times, shook his head and said, "I don't know how to draw."
Ancestor Youzhai nodded slightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you don't need to understand. When you go up later, you can enjoy the fragrance of plum blossoms in the mountains. If you understand, it will cause a lot of troubles."
He was so calm, as if he was not his enemy but his guest.
Naoyanghua was angry and grieved, and said sternly: "Old thief! Today is your day of death! The last person to be painted in that painting must be you!"
Liang Xingyang thought that Ancestor Youzhai would be very angry or sarcastic after hearing this, but he didn't expect Ancestor Youzhai to remain calm and a little lonely: "It would be great if we could actually go up there, but it's a pity that the mountain is there. Mei is not here either.”
He suddenly turned around and asked Nao Yanghua: "Do you know why I wanted to arrest you back then?"
"You are crazy!"
Ancestor Youzhai said sincerely: "Actually, my magic power was not much higher than that of your father back then, but I would rather get hurt than capture you because you look like a person. I almost thought you were her reincarnation. Even though I was poisoned, my life was gone, my whole body was stiff and I turned into a zombie, I wanted to catch you and keep you by my side. Unfortunately, you are not her after all. You are not even worthy of being her shadow or substitute. You are only worthy of staying in the painting. inside."
When Gelsemium heard him mention his master, he thought of his master again and cursed angrily: "Old monster, do you still recognize these five swords? These are what my master made. Today I will use them to replace my master and master." revenge!"
He raised his poisonous sword and turned it into five black lights that flew towards Ancestor Youzhai. Ancestor Youzhai sat upright on the bed, raised his right hand, and released the five Earthly Evil Beads from the Ten Directions that he had just collected from Huang Xiji. These beads were originally It was what he had refined with his own hands to give Huang Xi the evil power. Now the five beads have grown to the size of the mouth of a bowl, and they are also black. The surface is surrounded by wisps of black demons, each of which is facing a poisonous sword, like a pearl playing with a dragon, flying up and down.
Xuan E also yelled and used his golden swords: "Old monster, I want you to pay for the lives of my uncle and my brothers!"
Ancestor Youzhai released the remaining four earth evil beads to block the golden swords, and then asked Liang Xingyang: "Why don't you take action?"
Liang Xingyang took a deep breath: "That's what I meant!" He also released the Pure Yang Immortal Sword, and a bolt of lightning shot directly at the face of Ancestor Youzhai, and was blocked by the last Earth Evil Pearl about ten feet away from him.
When it comes to the power and power of immortal swords, the golden and jade swords are the strongest. When it comes to fierceness and viciousness, the Five Poison Immortal Swords are naturally the strongest.
But Liang Xingyang's Pure Yang Fairy Sword can be used as he pleases. He can strike wherever he wants. The sword's power is blocked by the Earthly Evil Bead, and then it loops around. Lightning curves around and arcs are drawn from the side.
Slashing at the back of Ancestor Youzhai's head, Ancestor Youzhai's heart tightened, and the Earthly Evil Pearl turned around to block it, while the Pure Yang Fairy Sword had turned again, this time going upwards and striking at the top of Ancestor Youzhai's head.
During the ignition time, Liang Xingyang thrust out a total of nineteen swords. The ancestor Youzhai could still block the first few swords with the Earth Evil Pearl, but it was too late for the next few swords. He released the Sanyin Soul-killing Needle, and then he barely managed to deal with it. After a few more rounds of fighting, three needles and one bead couldn't resist it, and the other nine beads couldn't resist Gelsemium and Xuan'e. At the same time, Liang Lingbao also released his newly refined Pure Yang Fairy Sword to cut them in the middle, and Xia Cunxu sacrificed one. Shooting the Xingxuan awl at his chest, Nao Yanghua also played the pipa to launch a sound attack.
There was a "crack" sound. Ancestor Youzhai couldn't resist, and he was slashed at the body with nine swords horizontally and vertically, and the double cones even passed through the chest!
However, all the attacks passed by Ancestor Youzhai in one stroke. Ancestor Youzhai's body was like a projection and had no real existence.
Liang Xingyang stood on the bed, sheathing his sword to protect himself: "This old monster's methods are really powerful, even I didn't notice the lie!"
Xia Cunxu asked worriedly: "Then where is he now?"
Just as he finished speaking, a voice came from the picture of Youshan holding plum blossoms on the wall: "You juniors have good swordsmanship, can you come and fight me in this picture?"
Everyone looked along the sound and saw a little man on the top of a mountain in the picture. He was wearing dark green clothes and holding a dark sword in his hand. He was wiping it repeatedly and looking at it: "My mouth is Jiuyou." The Divine Sword has not been used for many years."
Everyone's eyes were all on Liang Xingyang. Everyone knew that it would be the most disadvantageous to go in and fight the old monster from Youzhai at this time.
