The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

The place of trial, the secret forest.

Xuanqing stepped into a dense forest. The air around him seemed to freeze. It was so quiet that only the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard.

Suddenly, an inexplicable chill rushed up his spine to the top of his head, making his back feel cold.

The forest was filled with a thick and gloomy aura, as if an invisible force was watching in the dark.

He quickly drew the peach wood sword on his back, and the tip of the sword flashed coldly in the dim light.

Xuanqing circled in the forest, scanning the strange-looking, twisted and deformed trees around him with sharp eyes.

"hiss……"

A low whimpering sound was heard, as if someone was crying softly.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of intermittent crying was heard, with the voices of men, women, young and old mixed together, shrill and weird.

Xuan Qing shouted, "Who is playing tricks over there? Come out!"

His voice echoed in the forest, but the surroundings were still dead silent, only the crying became clearer and clearer.

The crying became louder and louder, coming together from all directions, sharp and mournful, as if countless wronged souls were accusing in unison.

Before he finished speaking, Xuanqing's body rose into the air, like an eagle with spread wings, waving the peach wood sword in the air.

The sword seemed to have life, emitting a dazzling red sword energy.

Wherever it went, the strange-shaped trees shook their trunks, the leaves rustled, and finally turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

Xuanqing stopped dancing with the sword, held the peach wood sword tightly in his hand, stepped into the void, and his eyes revealed determination and fearlessness.

He looked around, and the ancient trees seemed to have become much quieter under the shock of the sword energy, but Xuanqing knew that this was only a temporary calm.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and prepared to face any challenges that might come next.

In this forest full of unknowns, Xuanqing knew that only by staying vigilant could he protect himself from harm.

Suddenly, a shrill laugh rang out in the forest. The laugh was sharp and long, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

It was a female voice, with an inexplicable weirdness and charm.

Xuan Qing stepped on the void, as if walking lightly on water, holding a peach wood sword that was flashing with red sword energy. The sword light was like blood and was particularly dazzling.

His body turned lightly in the air, his eyes as sharp as torches, scanning the surroundings.

"Monster, come out and surrender!"

Xuanqing shouted loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, echoing in the forest.

"Hahahaha...what a big tone!"

Before he finished speaking, a strange-shaped vine from an ancient tree suddenly extended, like a snake emerging from a cave, and quickly wrapped around Xuanqing's waist.

The vine instantly transformed into a young girl. She was dressed in green gauze, light and flowing, with two high buns and long strands of hair hanging on both sides of her temples, dancing in the wind.

She has a pretty face, but the blue eyeliner at the corners of her eyes makes her look even more charming.

She stood in the air, facing Xuan Qing from a distance, her eyes full of teasing and mockery.

"This little demon came out to meet me, Taoist priest, why don't you finish me off with one sword?"

The girl in green gauze smiled coquettishly, her voice soft as a bone, making people's heart flutter.

Xuanqing stood facing her, holding a long sword, but was not in a hurry to attack.

He had a calm expression and a deep gaze, as if he could see through the other person's heart.

"Are you really a monster?" His voice was low and firm.

There were still cries all around. It was the disciples of Lingshan who entered the trial ground and failed the trial.

Thus, inner demons are born and one is trapped here.

The girl in green gauze looked at Xuanqing with a playful smile on her lips. She twisted her waist with a graceful posture.

She waved her hand, and it instantly turned into a long vine, wrapping around Xuanqing's waist.

It wrapped him tightly several times, leaving only the peach wood sword in his hand exposed.

This move was clearly intended to leave him a way out, and also seemed to be deliberately provoking Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing took a deep breath, raised the sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at the throat of the tree demon girl.

"Surrender immediately, or don't blame me for being rude to you!" His voice was cold and resolute.

The young girl in green gauze deliberately raised her slender hands.

In a joking tone, he said: "Since the Taoist priest has come to this mysterious forest, either you kill me,

How about you stay and be my husband? "

There was a hint of amusement in her voice, as if she didn't care about life or death.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing's eyes moved over her, carefully looking her up and down, but he did not sense any demonic aura emanating from her.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that her cultivation was so advanced that even he couldn't detect it, and she could easily hide her demonic aura?

Xuan Qing shook his head and muttered to himself, "No, this is all an illusion."

The girl widened her green eyes, a look of surprise on her face.

He was surprised and said, "You are such an interesting person.

I came to this dangerous forest, and you didn't kill me?

Listen, there are so many cries of resentful spirits here,

They all died tragically at my hands, won't you avenge them?"

Xuan Qing said nothing, but silently mobilized the spiritual power in his body.

Suddenly, the vines that were tightly wrapped around him seemed to be hit by some force and broke into several pieces.

The vine was originally transformed from the girl's hand. At this moment, her hand was broken, but it quickly grew out as if it had never been injured.

At this moment, the peach wood sword in Xuanqing's hand pierced the girl's heart like a flash of lightning.

He shouted, "Break!"

Along with this angry shout, a transparent liquid flowed out from the girl's wound. It was her blood, with a strange fragrance.

Xuan Qing drew out his peach wood sword and whispered with a complicated look in his eyes, "This sin is truly grave."

The girl's body fell weakly to the ground, then turned into a vine and spread out.

Xuanqing stepped on the void, looking down at the vines below like an immortal, then his figure flashed and he stood firmly on the ground.

He listened to the cries around him, his expression became more sincere, and he shouted loudly: "Ghosts,

You are all disciples of Lingshan, who entered this trial forest and died tragically, turning into vengeful spirits.

I have saved countless people, so I will cast a spell to save you.

May you enter samsara soon and escape the sea of ​​suffering."

Xuanqing inserted the peach wood sword in his hand into the scabbard behind him with a graceful and easy movement.

Then, he sat on the ground, crossed his legs, closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he was isolated from the world.

He was muttering to himself, and every word of his spell contained endless power. Circles of golden light emerged from his body, like the rising sun, illuminating the surroundings.

That was the outward expression of his spiritual power, which was converting the resentful spirits crying in pain in the forest and trying to give them peace.

After a while.

The shrill cries gradually stopped, and countless vengeful spirits floated out from the ancient trees, like black clouds, floating in the sky, as if they were inspired by Xuanqing's spiritual power.

However, at this moment, a male voice full of sarcasm suddenly sounded,

The tranquility was broken: "Haha, a mere little path wants to convert us?"

Xuanqing's expression remained unchanged, he still closed his eyes and concentrated, muttering to himself, unmoved.

"All souls return to one!"

The man shouted loudly, and countless vengeful spirits began to merge in the sky.

A huge black vortex formed, emitting a strange aura.

Xuan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, stood up quickly, looked at the strange scene in the sky, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

He felt that his good intentions were being ignored, so he decisively drew the peach wood sword on his back.

Pointing the tip of his sword towards the sky, he shouted, "Since you do not wish to reincarnate, your souls will be scattered!"