I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 169: Fire Sword, fooling all cultivators

It was like magma covered with a layer of rust flowing slowly, with bubbles bursting from time to time, splashing out orange-colored fragments of gold.

Deep in the magma, which was large enough to block the divine sense's scanning, Lu Wujiu sat cross-legged. The Yin Phosphorus Ghost Fire and the Six Ding Divine Fire transformed into two fire dragons, surrounding his body. While separating the magma, they also swallowed and exhaled heat waves.

"Rumble..."

The rhythm of the fiery spring from deep below was like the roar of an earth dragon, cleansing Lu Wujiu's heart of Taoism.

Although he seemed to be tempering his body with lava, his progress in the Ranzhen Dao ascending ritual was slowly accumulating.

Especially as the news of the East China Sea volcano eruption spread, more and more monks visited and even took action to seal it, and his accumulation of Ranzhen Dao rituals progressed faster and faster.

No one knows whether the volcanoes scattered across the East China Sea are real or fake. Some are caused by Lu Wujiu using his Fire God cultivation to connect with the Flame Springs and detonate them.

Some are simply painted on;
Others drew large volcanoes on small volcanoes, fooling all the monks in the world with the mixture of truth and falsehood.

However, even so, the ceremony of the four-member team ascending the stairs was still as slow as a turtle.

Lu Wujiu finally realized the difficulty that the old Lushan God had to go through in climbing the stairs. Although he had been burning incense all the time, he just couldn't break through the bottleneck.

He suspected that either there were not enough people or the quality of the monks was not good enough;
Or, this climbing ceremony is like the gurgling of a stream, seemingly endless, but ultimately its power is limited, and it is still far from enough to break through the dam.

If the task could be accomplished in one battle, perhaps the same number of people and the same number of monks would be enough to ascend the stairs.

But how can we gather these monks together and fool them?
Lu Wujiu looked thoughtful.

"confused--"

Suddenly, a faint sense of the great Dao emerged from the depths of his soul, sweeping away his wandering thoughts.

But at this moment, the practice of the Fire God Way took a small step forward.

"Is this the Melting Heart and Forging Veins?"

He felt the fire energy resonating in his limbs and bones. With a thought in his mind, mysterious fire patterns appeared on his body surface, like a phoenix spreading its wings.

This is a sign of reaching the pinnacle of mastery.

At this point, his body has been transformed into a fire body.

Feeling it carefully, the other Yuan Qi cultivated in the body has been completely squeezed into the Dantian by the Fire Yuan Qi flowing in the meridians.

If it is not actively called, it will be a pool of stagnant water.

Of course, this does not mean that he cannot practice other Taoist sects.

The greatest characteristic of the Fire Element Body is that it has a blessing effect on the Fire God Way.

Of course, there will also be a slight rejection of other Yuan Qi, which is also the fundamental reason why other Yuan Qi in Lu Wujiu's body naturally shrinks in the Dantian.

However, when Lu Wujiu called upon it, he was surprised to find that the Pure Yang Qi operated extremely smoothly, like a fish entering the sea or an eagle flying in the sky.

Lu Wujiu was not surprised by this.

Flame is also a kind of extremely strong and yang energy.

This gave him a sudden thought: "I wonder what it would be like if I used the Pure Yang Sword Technique with the Fire Elemental Qi?"

Lu Wujiu's mind moved, and his figure flashed and fell into the human skin book. He stretched out his hand and grasped the void, and with the power of the underworld, he drew out the Chengying Sword. After a little thought, the Chengying Sword suddenly flashed with fire under the circulation of his magic power.

"call out!"

The sword was slashed out with blazing power, splitting the sky. The air was scorching wherever the sword passed. With a rumbling sound, a huge ravine was cut on Fengdu Luo Mountain, and its power was three times greater than that of Chunyang Sword.

"It really works!"

Lu Wujiu nodded slightly, and his heart gradually became excited.

Replacing the pure yang energy with divine fire is a stroke of genius.

It should be noted that the strength of the divine fire is far superior to that of the pure yang energy. Using it as energy, the pure yang swordsmanship performed is naturally incredibly powerful.

He suspected that the founder of the Pure Yang Sword Dao might have experimented with a large amount of Yuan Qi, and the fundamental reason why he finally chose Pure Yang Yuan Qi as the driving force was that he could not accommodate the divine fire.

And the Fire God Dao can just supplement this point.

"I wonder if I'll encounter a stepping-up ritual when tempering the Pure Yang Sword Seed with the Fire God Dao?"

Lu Wujiu pondered for a moment and tried to practice.

In order to prevent the destruction of the existing Jiazi Great Perfection Pure Yang Sword Art, he simply condensed a sword seed first, and then used this sword seed as a basis and infused it with divine fire.

In order to maintain the unparalleled strength of the Pure Yang Sword Art, he chose to infuse it with the Six Ding Divine Fire.

The flame like molten gold turned into a tongue of fire, wrapped around the Pure Yang Sword, and as it wrapped around, it plunged into it.

"Om-"

Then a sound of sword ringing came from the sword, as if it could not bear the erosion of the divine fire.

Lu Wujiu had no expression on his face as he continued to push the flames in. He could feel that with the influx of the divine fire, the sword seed with pure yang energy as its sword embryo was gradually unable to maintain its physical existence.

This is not because the divine fire is so overbearing, but more because of the conflict between the two energies.

It's like adding water to wine, the more you add, the faster the wine loses its properties!
Not long after, Lu Wujiu stopped.

He could feel that if he injected more divine fire into the sword, the sword would collapse!

"Even though Fire Qi is pure Yang Qi, they are still two different energies. So... what if I were to use Fire Qi to construct a sword?"

Lu Wujiu, who has experience in practicing Taiyin Lianxing Dao, naturally would not stick to dogmatism.

He had an idea and tried to condense a pure fire sword seed from the sword seed infused with divine fire.

This bold attempt made cold sweat break out on his forehead.

However, compared to pure Yang Qi, the divine fire is more violent, and weaving a sword with it increases the difficulty a hundred times.

However, after a while, Lu Wujiu felt his soul power was exhausted.

He waved his hand, and a stream of soul water emerged from the void and sank into his mouth, quickly alleviating the loss of his soul.

With the continuous supply of soul water, after an unknown amount of time, a fire sword seed was gradually woven out.

Looking closely, compared to the Pure Yang Sword which is as smooth as jade and fat, the Fire Sword looks red as gold all over, emitting a heat that can burn flesh and blood.

"disease!"

Lu Wujiu secretly made a sword gesture, the sword shook, and a sword light was emitted, slashing towards the stone wall in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

Amidst the flying sand and rolling rocks, a sword mark deeper, longer, and sharper than the one made by the Chengying Sword was engraved on the mountain wall.

"Pretty!"

Lu Wujiu blurted out that the sword light condensed from the sword seed was indeed better than the simple divine fire sword energy.

"From a certain perspective, I can be considered to be the founder of a true sect!"

Lu Wujiu sighed and said, "However, it may not be easy to pass this on."

The reason is simple: condensing a sword requires too much soul power from the cultivator.

Lu Wujiu, who holds the human skin book, has an outstanding spiritual strength, which is no less than that of a fourth-class cultivator. Even a cultivator with such a level of cultivation needs a continuous supply of soul water to condense a sword seed.

Once such inheritance is cut off among the fourth-class cultivators, the ability to condense new sword types will be cut off as well.

How can this be passed down?

Right now, you should focus on yourself.

After thinking about it, Lu Wujiu became very interested and was about to start practicing, but unexpectedly, there was a movement from the Cliff of Broken Souls.

He looked up, and even though he was dozens of miles away, he could still see a remnant soul falling into the Soul-Breaking Cliff. That remnant soul was none other than Master Nanming.

Even though Nanming Zhenren, who fell into the Cliff of Broken Souls, had profound Taoist skills, his remaining soul could not escape the cleansing of the human skin book. In an instant, it turned into a ball of soul water, fell into the reincarnation channel, and was reincarnated.

This scene happened extremely quickly. When Lu Wujiu looked at it, he had already completed his reincarnation.

"Ha ha……"

"You refused my help in reincarnating, insisting on doing so on your own initiative. Do you feel at ease only if I do it myself?"

Lu Wujiu was stunned, but couldn't help but smile lightly. With a wave of his hand, the Book of Life and Death appeared in his palm.

"Crash..."

The paper flipped, and a page of text froze in front of my eyes.

[Anonymous, previous life Qi Sangyu, from Changxing Village, Juancheng, not yet born...]

Looking at the information on the Book of Life and Death, as well as the mark of life and death firmly attached to the human skin book, Lu Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief and went to practice in silence.

Although the Liuren School provided a lot of the furnace-opening gold - the five-colored Yuanqi sand, most of it was consumed in the practice of the second-class Fire God Dao.

Therefore, the remaining number was used up just by advancing the Fire Sword to twenty years of cultivation.

He did not feel sorry, even though Nanming Zhenren said that one cannot digest too much and that if one practices too much, the Yuan Qi will easily conflict. However, these are all things for the future.

Right now, just pile up as many resources as you have.

There are many skills but not too much!

As for the disadvantages, the worst that can happen is that you can just give them up later.

In Lu Wujiu's opinion, this approach has advantages except for the disadvantage of wasting resources.

It's much better than piling resources into human skin books.

Now that he had no resources to advance his cultivation, he simply pondered some spells from the Fire God Dao and the Pure Yang Sword Dao to see if they could be borrowed and integrated from each other.

While Lu Wujiu was practicing silently, an unknown amount of time had passed before a communication talisman interrupted his practice.

There was only one sentence on the communication talisman:

——The Eighteen Seas have arrived!
……

On the east coast, the Shixian audience outside Leicheng was packed with guests.

A closer look revealed that most of them were cultivators from Jiangnan East Road, Henan Road, and even Lingnan Road. These places were adjacent to the East China Sea, where volcanoes were emerging, so naturally the cultivators from these places were the most nervous.

In the past half month, they were the ones who sealed the volcanoes in the East China Sea.

Now they suddenly stopped and gathered together. The reason was simple: the cultivators from the eighteen sea areas of the East China Sea brought a shocking news.

——The great catastrophe in the East China Sea is actually a thousand-year-old disaster.

"Daoist Fuli, is this news true?"

The guest hall of Shixian Temple was densely packed with monks, and those who were qualified to sit down were all local heroes.

At this time, Fu Li, the master of Fubo Island, who was being treated as a distinguished guest, listened to the nine cultivators' questions and said in a deep voice, "The coast of the East China Sea is far away from the Eighteen Seas. I could have just stood by and watched. Why would I deceive you?"

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist Fu, do you have any evidence?"

The Zhengyi sect master asked.

"This is the breath of the Fire Spirit. Feel it for yourself, then go and see the East China Sea Volcano, and you'll know for sure. If you still don't believe it, you can go to the Eighteen Seas and feel the Fire Spirit up close."

Fu Li raised his hand, and a flame floated up from his palm, swaying and flying towards everyone.

In an instant, countless divine thoughts swarmed in, and after some realization, their faces suddenly changed.

Some things are like a layer of window paper. If no one breaks it, no one will notice it. It is like the volcanic atmosphere in the East China Sea. Although everyone notices that it is a little different, they just think it is the characteristic of the East China Sea.

However, once this window paper is broken, everyone will realize the seriousness of the problem.

"In other words, the catastrophe in the East China Sea was caused by the fire spirit?"

"Exactly!"

"News has come from the Eighteen Seas. A fire spirit fell from the sky, shattered into eighteen pieces in mid-air, and landed deep in the East China Sea. The heroes of the East China Sea stepped forward and sealed it, thus forming the Eighteen Seas of today."

Fu Li briefly explained, "But this doesn't mean there aren't any fire spirit fragments left in the open sea. The Eighteen Seas speculate that perhaps one of these fire spirit fragments was nurtured by the underground fire springs for thousands of years, becoming a powerful force, and then bursting out, stretching endlessly."

Upon hearing this, the monks in the guest hall looked at each other in confusion. After a while, the Shangqing Immortal Master, sitting upright in the official hat chair, said in a deep voice, "So, the root of the disaster lies in the fire spirit. As long as we find the fire spirit and seal it, can we quell this disaster?"

Fu Li nodded: "Exactly!"

"Then how do we find the fire spirit?"

"The flame of the Fire Spirit is extremely special. It cannot be extinguished by water or wind. The Eighteen Seas have sealed the Fire Spirit for thousands of years. They have gained a lot of experience and refined a simple magical tool - the Fire Spirit Lantern. The closer you get to the Fire Spirit, the brighter the light."

Fu Li said, waving his hand and taking out a dozen lanterns: "These lanterns, fellow Daoists, you can take them at will. I only hope that the disaster will be quelled as soon as possible."

"Excellent! This should be done as soon as possible. Let's find the whereabouts of the Fire Spirit as soon as possible..."

Before he finished speaking, in the guest hall, there were "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh", and a series of communication talismans appeared one after another.

Everyone's expression changed slightly. After receiving the communication talisman, the headmaster of Shenxiao suddenly laughed out loud: "Looks like there's no need for us to bother. The fire spirit has already appeared."

Yes, a giant volcano suddenly appeared 500 miles away from the East China Sea.

According to the communication talisman, it is as big as a mountain and black smoke reaches the sky. If this is not the fire spirit, then who is it?
Sure enough, after everyone discussed it briefly and asked Fu Li, they were basically sure that it was almost certain, so they all rushed over.

"I've heard for a long time that Master Shenxiao has a magical weapon called the Dunxun Mirror. Today I want to broaden my horizons!"

The master of Shixian Temple laughed out loud.

Unexpectedly, the headmaster of Shenxiao laughed and said, "That's unfortunate. I have already given this magic weapon to fellow Daoist Lu Wujiu, so you will not have the chance to see it."

The Shangqing High Priest raised an eyebrow: "Lu Wujiu? But according to the rumors, it is Lu Wujiu who refines spiritual weapons for the Louguan Sect?"

The headmaster of Shenxiao nodded proudly, without any sign of distress: "That's right!"

Shangqing High Priest said, "To be able to receive such a valuable gift from Daoist Fellow, could it be that you have ordered a spiritual weapon from Daoist Fellow Lu?"

The headmaster of Shenxiao smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, please don't speculate."

The monks' expressions suddenly became complicated when they heard this.

Among them, Fu Li was the most shocked and confused.

Lu Wujiu? Refining spiritual weapons?

Could this Lu Wujiu be the same Lu Wujiu I saw a few months ago?

Full of doubts, the monks displayed their magical powers and rushed to the East China Sea.

Seeing the powerful monk leading the way, countless monks called their friends to follow. For a while, the crowd gathered more and more, so that when they reached the east coast, it was difficult to find a boat.

The leading Taoist master naturally has no control over these ordinary monks.

Even happy to see it happen!

After all, they don’t even have the ability to cross the sea. If they go to the scene and encounter an emergency, they will only drag everyone down.

Before long, blocked by the East China Sea, the crowd gradually formed into a long snake formation, like geese flying south.

Those with advanced cultivation levels lead the way, while those with shallow cultivation levels follow behind. Even worse are some independent cultivators who want to join in the fun, but cannot even find a fishing boat for a while and can only stand on the shore and stare blankly.

The crowd was in the vast sea, and in just half a day, the vanguard arrived at the destination.

(End of this chapter)