This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 117 Sword Moves Like a Star
"Don't be afraid, Xiaowen. If you can't handle it, just follow us. We'll come over to help you soon. If we don't chase them, they'll get away!"

As soon as Li Hui finished speaking, she had already chased after him. With every step she took, her clothes danced with her body, as if she turned into a wisp of drifting smoke and disappeared in an instant.

Wang Min'er also nodded to Xiaowen and followed Li Hui.

Gao Ran just smiled and chased after the monk he had chosen without saying anything. He was not worried about Xiao Wen at all, as this kid was quite smart. However, he still added a sentence just to be safe.

"If you can't win, shout for help. Big Brother will come to save you!"

After all three of them left, Mu Hongwen stood there grinning, muttering something, and chased after them.

In just a few words, the four of them disappeared from the scene one after another as if walking on the mist.

The head of the old monk who was beheaded by Liu Hongyu fell down at this moment, and blood was still spurting from his neck.
Liu Hongyu ignored the actions of his four junior brothers and sisters. It seemed that after he finished speaking, he was concentrating on looking at the innate diagram on the stone wall.

Gao Ran was right about one thing; he was indeed capable of keeping his four fellow apprentices safe.

This was just a casual work that the master originally used to "enlighten" the four wanderers, but even for Liu Hongyu, who was now a cultivator in the Star-Moon Realm who had truly established the foundation of immortality, he was still deeply shocked.

It is no exaggeration to say that this picture has already explained the mystery of the innate.

And this innateness is not just the so-called martial arts innateness in a narrow sense!

However, although Liu Hongyu was focused, there were still other things around him. Those people who came with the monk and the monster that seemed to be dying were still there.

Not far from the stone wall, the leading warrior remained stiff and dared not move.

In fact, not much time had passed. In an instant, the powerful and mysterious master, who was like an arhat descending to the earth and possessed boundless Buddhist teachings, had been beheaded. His death was so sudden and so fragile, like a piece of weeds casually broken by the roadside. The person who killed him didn't even bother to look at him.

The other warriors who were in good physical condition were in a similar state, with a constant feeling of terror and oppression looming in their hearts.

It’s not that they don’t want to run, but they dare not run!
Their experience in the martial arts world tells them that if anyone dares to move at this moment, the end will definitely not be good!

Moreover, this is not as simple as a martial arts master. That sword and that person are not like those in the mortal world.
Even some people who had just been hit by monsters and were causing the earth and rocks to roll around were suppressing their voices while in pain.

This creates a rather strange picture.

In the dim environment, there was a scattered bonfire beside the stone wall. Some of the scattered wood sticks were burning with weak fire, and some were just a few red charcoal that had not been extinguished. Outside the stone wall, there were many cracks in the ground, and many big trees were tilted. After falling down, there were still monsters as big as small houses lying there without any movement. There were many people lying around, and some were squatting or standing, not daring to move.

Liu Hongyu stood in front of the stone wall and looked at the Xiantian diagram that Zhuang Lin had drawn that year. After several of his junior brothers and sisters chased out, he neither said a word nor made any other moves.

Time and space seemed to freeze for a moment!
Perhaps it was only seven or eight breaths, or perhaps many people felt as if half an hour had passed.

The torment was finally over, but my heart still skipped a beat when I heard the voice.

"I see you don't seem like good people, but God is merciful. If you can explain your origins a little, tell me who you are, what your relationship is with these monks, and talk about the Wanzhang Foguang Temple, maybe I will let you go!"

Liu Hongyu continued to look at the innate diagram. His voice was calm, but it was clearly heard by everyone who was still alive.

Because of the brief confrontation with the monsters just now, there are about sixty people whose breath is still stable. The rest of the people who hit trees, rocks, fell down the mountain, although some of them are still breathing, have already stepped half a foot into the death zone.

However, after Liu Hongyu finished speaking, no one dared to respond for a while. He looked to the side and saw the leader of the group.

"You tell me."

The leader swallowed subconsciously, his thoughts racing in his mind at the fastest speed in his life. After hesitating for a while, he spoke carefully.

"Master Huihui, we only know a little bit of martial arts, and we were bewitched by those evil monks. We gathered together to help them out of greed. We are just hired helpers, just like the peddlers in the city trying to make a living."

Liu Hongyu glanced at the person who was speaking. Although the changes in his luck were obscure, the hint of cunning and strangeness in it could not escape Liu Hongyu's eyes, which completely exposed the inner heart of the person who was speaking.

Moreover, the resentful aura surrounding the evil spirit on his body also showed that he was responsible for many lives. Not only him, but the other people all had similar resentment to a greater or lesser extent, and no one was an exception.

Moreover, there was a faint sense of connection between the auras of these people, and it was obvious that they had been together for quite some time.

Is this how peddlers make a living?
The person who was speaking didn't know that he was seen through and continued to talk.

"As for the Wanzhang Foguang Temple, it's a large temple in the Xiangyang area. It's usually crowded with worshippers and is quite popular among the common people and dignitaries. The monks are all very kind and benevolent. Otherwise, how could we have been deceived by these monks?"

While speaking, the leader subconsciously looked at the dead old monk. Blood was still flowing from the neck of the corpse from time to time.

Are the big temples in the Xiangyang area still so popular?

Liu Hongyu frowned slightly when he heard this, thought for a moment, and looked at the person who spoke.

"You are the boss of your group, so who is the second in command?"

The person who spoke subconsciously looked at the person lying a few steps behind him, whose life or death was unknown, but then he suddenly reacted and shook his head.

"Master, what are you talking about? We are a group of people gathered together at short notice. We just do whatever those evil monks say. I am just smarter and have decent skills, so I am closer."

Liu Hongyu smiled and loosened his hand holding the spiritual sword Xingyuan behind him.

A faint stream of light seemed to emerge in the surrounding darkness. This light was like a wisp of light smoke and like starlight shining down, attracting the attention of everyone who saw it.

The light passed in front of the speaker and then extended outwards in a short time, as if it were circling the nearby mountains and forests in an instant, a dreamy and beautiful scene.
The leader was stunned for a moment as he looked at the flowing light, then he came to his senses and asked carefully.

"I have said everything I can say. Master, can you please give us a way out?" Although the others did not speak at this time, they all looked at Liu Hongyu eagerly, with expectant and pitiful expressions on their faces, and the latter seemed to have finally softened his heart.

"That's fine. Even though there are some untrue things, you did tell me a lot of information after all. You can be more tolerant!"

Everyone was delighted to hear this, and the leader was even more delighted and was about to kowtow to express his gratitude. However, Liu Hongyu's next words made them feel cold.

"You don't need to destroy your body and soul, just take this life, and your spirit still has a chance to be reborn!"

Is there still a chance for the soul to be reborn?
The leader and the few people who reacted felt their hair stand on end, and a chill ran from their tailbone to the top of their head.

But before they could react, the next moment, almost everyone saw a flash of starlight.
Swah——

Xing Yuan let go of the sword, and the flash of light just now seemed to flash slightly. The person who saw this brilliance was still conscious, and seemed to be in a daze and confusion, but he didn't know that his death had already crossed his destiny.
After a few breaths, people fell down one after another
The flying sword was so fast and had already locked onto the Qi, so that when the sword came out, in the blink of an eye, dozens of people in the forest were killed!
The spirit sword itself had already returned to Liu Hongyu's hand, as if he had never let go, and his attention returned to the innate map.

When demons cause mischief it is evil, but when humans cause mischief it is not evil too?

As for his fellow junior brothers and sisters, Liu Hongyu was basically not worried. Although those monks were evil, they were the only ones who might pose a threat to ordinary people. After all, they could not speak a few complete sentences.

"Well, don't be afraid. I know your essence hasn't been damaged much. I also know that the scholar and four heroes stayed here in front of the bonfire that day and left this innate diagram. The person who drew it was my master. He also said that you kowtowed and asked for the diagram, so I won't hurt you!"

Hearing Liu Hongyu's words, the monster over there moved a little, then slowly stood up from the body that was crouching on the ground. Its body as big as a building supported itself up bit by bit, and it faced the person standing in front of the stone wall with some panic, then kowtowed to the ground with its head.

"Dong Dong. Dong."

Although the monster could not speak, the changes in its aura were more obvious. Liu Hongyu could clearly feel the uneasiness in its excitement.

"Don't kowtow, and don't be afraid. Compared to them, you are much more upright!"
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On the other side, the four monks ran separately, and the four people who came out of the valley also chased them separately, but two of the groups reunited while fleeing.

Gao Ran was impatient and didn't even put down the bookcase on his back. He stepped on the mist and rushed directly towards his target like a bull stepping on smoke and clouds.

The monk held a bowl and tried to resist. Before he could finish chanting the mantra, the Buddha's light on the bowl lit up, but Gao Ran pierced the bowl with a sword, hitting him directly between the eyebrows and killing him.

After the monk died, the young man carrying the large bookcase put away his sword and seemed to be a little dazed. Then he realized that the fight between dragons and tigers that he had expected did not happen.

Gao Ran swung the bloodless sword and couldn't help but complain.

"You have no skills, and you made me nervous for a long time!"
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The monks that Li Hui and Wang Min'er were chasing were the two who reunited halfway. The route they chose was through deep mountains and dense forests, and their crazy escape gave them the illusion that they could escape.

As he ran, he looked back and when he saw the two figures chasing him, he couldn't help but slow down.

"It's those two girls who came!" "It seems so, there's no one else!"

The two monks looked at each other and took out their magical weapons.

The two girls who were chasing them also became alert at the same time. They stopped and stood still five or six feet away with swords in their hands.

"Min'er, be careful, there's a trap!" "Sister Hui'er, be careful!"

The two monks over there had gleaming eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. I've seen quite a few women, both high-ranking officials and commoners, but none as beautiful as you!"

Judging people by appearance is often a common problem. Seeing two weak-looking girls chasing after them, the two monks actually felt a little more confident, and the other one also said with a smile.

"Amitabha, two little girls, don't you feel it's dangerous to hold a sword? Why don't you join forces with me and the Buddha to unite our yin and yang? I guarantee that you will enjoy the taste of the marrow and forget all your worries, and go to the paradise together."

The two girls usually lived in Yinxian Valley and had never heard such vulgar words. The key point was that the monk was thinking while he was speaking, and the evil aura emerged. Just observing the aura made the two girls with outstanding spirituality have some visual senses, and they were extremely ashamed and angry for a while.

"Bah! Kill them!"

Li Hui shouted angrily and rushed out with a sword. Wang Min'er attacked almost at the same time. No one cared about whether it was a trick or not!

Stepping on the mist, he was as graceful as a startled swan, and with both swords he drew out simultaneously, the sword light flickering for several feet.
The two women passed each other on the left and right, then separated and stopped a few steps behind the two monks. They turned around and looked at the two monks. It was obvious that they could no longer maintain their stubbornness.

"Sure enough, he doesn't have much experience!"

"Humph, your mouth is so stinky that it makes me sick!"

Wang Min'er suddenly thought of something while speaking, and said to Li Hui with gritted teeth.

"Sister Huier, they must have harmed a lot of girls!"

Li Hui also clenched her fists and couldn't help but turn around and swing her sword. The monk who was broken into two pieces a few steps away was cut into two pieces again, but she soon thought of something and looked a little nervous.

"By the way, how is Xiaowen?"

"Ah yes, go check on him. These monks are so useless. Brother Xiaowen should be okay, right?"

Although Wang Min'er is four years older than Mu Hongwen, she was not as tall as Xiaowen when she entered the valley, so she always called him Brother Xiaowen and has not changed it yet.

By the time the two found Xiao Wen, Gao Ran had almost arrived. The aura of fellow disciples was very easy to distinguish at such a close distance.

Naturally, Mu Hongwen would be fine. He hadn't killed the monk yet. He just beat him until his face was bruised and swollen and then pinched him until he passed out. Now he was rummaging through the monk's clothes and the cloth bag he carried with him.

(End of this chapter)