This is how immortals are cultivated

Then, the wind died down.

The monster transformed by the man suddenly stopped moving and stood still.

Chapter 59: The Knife Cannot Be Retracted

The courtyard was plunged into a dead silence.

Originally, the girl's desperate punches looked as ridiculous as a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the eyes of many evil cultivators.

If that punch really hit the puppet made with Huasheng Mountain's methods, it would not only fail to hurt the opponent, but would hurt his own arm instead, and then he would be squeezed and torn into pieces.

But after this punch was actually thrown, there was no smile in the eyes of the many strange cultivators, only surprise.

After the punch, there was the light of a knife, an extremely bright knife light that carried a terrifying murderous intent.

Even with just the visuals, one could sense the gloomy and desolate meaning within the blade light, which sent a tingling and chilling sensation through the body.

Not only was the blade's momentum extremely terrifying, its speed was also astonishingly fast.

After blooming in front of the girl's fist knuckles, it flashed by and disappeared.

But what is certain is that the knife did hit the target.

The man who had been motionless the previous moment suddenly moved. His body was not broken, but he suddenly knelt on the ground and struggled violently.

The pale, smooth skin covered with holes began to wriggle, as if something beneath the skin was trying to break out.

The knife light just now did hit the man, but the target was not the man himself, but the thing living in his body.

The Taoist with a Hundred Arms standing behind the man also changed his expression, as if he had sensed something, and quickly cast a spell.

The man lay on the ground and retched, and a pale arm stretched out from his throat, struggling to escape from the man's body.

This arm was exactly the one that had differentiated from the multi-armed Taoist earlier. At this moment, this arm was rapidly climbing on the ground, desperately crawling towards its mother body, towards the multi-armed Taoist.

When the arms of the multi-armed Taoist priest separated from the man, the man's body quickly shriveled up, and his originally strong figure became skin and bones. Although he was dying, he had finally saved his life.

At this point, the first battle seemed to have been decided.

The girl who had thrown that punch, or more accurately, had slashed out with the knife that Fang Suichu had sealed in his body, was still standing, while the man had fallen to the ground, unconscious.

It goes without saying who wins and who loses.

No one expected that this fight would end like this.

The Confucian scholar in the audience remained silent, while Jin Chengqian, who was sitting next to him, also looked thoughtful.

Seeing that the courtyard was already silent, Jin Chenggan was about to stand up to preside over the meeting, announce the winner, and start the next fight, but he heard another miserable wail.

Everyone reacted and looked towards the place where the wailing sound came from.

However, he discovered that the one who was wailing and screaming was the multi-armed Taoist who was still on the stone platform and had just taken back the Dharma bones he had separated out.

At this moment, the multi-armed Taoist's skin was being peeled off, and milky white branches and leaves like rubber trees were constantly dripping. Pieces of flesh were constantly falling from under his wide Taoist robe.

The Dharma bone is a part of his cultivation. If it is lost, his own strength will be seriously damaged. Seeing that the situation is impossible, the Taoist Baibi naturally chooses to take back his Dharma bone as soon as possible.

However, when the Dharma Bone retracted itself, the Taoist with many arms realized that something was wrong.

The feeling of icy cold and deathly silence spread along his Dharma bone arm to his entire body.

The Taoist with many arms did not expect that Fang Suichu's sword would be so troublesome. It would be fine if he just used a medium to cut it out, and it would be fine if he just cut the inner spirit instead of the external form. But now, it was like a cancer attached to the bone, and the sword energy had caught up with his own body.

The multi-armed Taoist responded immediately, using his own spiritual power to suppress the fierce and evil sword energy.

But unexpectedly, when the sword energy came into contact with the strange inspiration, the sword energy that was originally showing signs of decline and was about to be suppressed suddenly became stronger again.

This separated sword does not seem to have a rootless source, but rather something that can continuously strengthen the sword energy.

The Taoist with many arms also quickly understood where the source of the powerful sword energy came from - it was his own flesh and blood spirit.

Every time this sword energy cuts off a bit of his spirituality, his flesh and blood will grow stronger, just like a parasitic monster that will not stop until it completely destroys the thing it relies on.

What a strange and terrifying magic sword!

The Taoist with many arms had never seen such a method before, and he couldn't help but feel flustered.

However, while he was in a panic, the blade energy became stronger and stronger, and the evil and annihilation meaning in it became more and more terrifying, finally making the multi-armed Taoist feel the danger of his life.

"Fellow Daoist, I am convinced. Please quickly withdraw your magical powers."

The Taoist with many arms was filled with shock and anger, but he had to utter miserable words to beg for mercy.

He just felt miserable. This time, he was hired by the boy from the Jin family to participate in this battle. It was really a huge loss for him.

Although the reward offered by the kid from the Jin family was quite considerable, his own cultivation would suffer great damage after such an incident.

At this time, Jin Chenggan also came to the stage. He put his hand on the multi-armed Taoist's shoulder, as if he was using some means to alleviate and relieve the multi-armed Taoist from the disaster he was suffering.

But soon after he put his hand on the multi-armed Taoist's shoulder, Jin Chenggan let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and quickly distanced himself from the multi-armed Taoist.

Looking at his palm, a look of surprise and doubt appeared on his face.

He could only look at Fang Suichu, who had remained calm throughout, and said in a solemn voice:

"Mr. Fang, this battle has concluded, and you have won. In that case, please be merciful and retract your tactics."

But Fang Suichu remained calm despite the multi-armed Taoist's miserable plea for mercy and Jin Chengqian's solemn request.

I only heard him whispering softly:

"I'm so sorry..."

Sorry for what?

Everyone present pricked up their ears.

It was during this time that the Multi-Armed Taoist's condition took a sharp turn for the worse, something that even Jin Chengqian and the Multi-Armed Taoist himself hadn't anticipated.

Fang Suichu's Taiyin Soul-Slaying Sword has undergone another change compared to when he first comprehended it. This can be understood as Fang Suichu using the resources obtained from killing monsters before, as well as the two pills given by the Jin family later, to add points to this skill.

The extra layer of change after adding points is called "birth and death".

The effect of [Taiyin Soul-Slaying: Life and Death] is to apply a layer of continuous bleeding effect to the target. This bleeding effect will continue to stack.

Once the bleeding effects are stacked, it will trigger the "killing" effect.

Yes, the process of the person being stabbed against the sword is not a tug-of-war, but a back-and-forth. When the sword energy and the evil spirit gain the upper hand, it is like the east wind completely overwhelming the west wind.

At this moment, the Taiyin sword energy used the flesh and blood and spirituality of the multi-armed Taoist as nutrients, and continued to grow stronger, and eventually overwhelmed the spirituality of the multi-armed Taoist himself.

The multi-armed Taoist priest could no longer suppress the terrifying sword. The Taiyin evil energy completely erupted in his body, tearing him apart from the inside out.

The body of the multi-armed Taoist exploded, and flesh flew everywhere, even splashing onto Jin Chengqian, who was closest to him.

Fang Suichu finally finished his words:

"Sorry, my knife can only go out and never come back."

Chapter 60: The Spirit

Seeing the multi-armed Taoist priest’s body explode and not even his spiritual power remained, all the strange cultivators present were shocked.

After all, this Jin family duel was just a battle of words, not a hysterical fight to the death. But unexpectedly, one of the combatants died instantly.

It was too much, and... too fast.

It was so fast that there was not even any stalemate between the two sides, and the victory and defeat, life and death were decided directly.

Also, it's too cruel...

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the figure in the blue Taoist robe.

Many strange cultivators came here to participate in this ritual to give face to the Jin family and to socialize with each other normally.

But this person directly killed a spiritual secret.

The Confucian scholar from the academy's Taoist school had turned a bit grim. However, even though it looked grim, the elegance of that knife strike could not be ignored.

That magical power was extremely powerful and of a very high grade, otherwise it would not have come from the 'Huasheng Mountain'. With a 'real person' in charge inside the sect, the multi-armed Taoist who was from a top-grade Taoist lineage would not be completely unable to resist, and would not have died before he could use all his skills.

"From the 'Xuan Yin Sect', or... 'Shamie Dao'?"

Looking at the blue-robed figure, the scholar moved his lips slightly and talked to himself.

On the stage, Jin Chengqian's expression changed again and again, and he wiped off the flesh that was splashed on his body with one hand.

But when he twisted the minced meat in his hands, he found something wrong.

I saw that the minced meat had turned into gray jerky, without any vitality or spirituality, as if it had been completely extinguished from the most basic level of life.

"What a magical power! It can only go out and never come back... This magical power has a very murderous nature."

As his expression changed, Jin Chengqian finally regained his usual composure.

"Mr. Fang won the first fight, so let's move on to the second one."

"Fellow Daoist Wu, it's time for you to show off your skills."

Jin Chengqian looked towards the edge of the stone platform.

The other strange cultivators present were fine. Although the multi-armed Taoist died, that was because he was involved in the battle. As for these invited strange cultivators, they were just there to watch the fun and didn't need to participate in the battle themselves.

It can even be said that the death of the multi-armed Taoist priest and that exquisite sword strike stimulated the viciousness and bloodthirstiness of some of the strange cultivators present.

A strange cultivator is not a normal person. Although maintaining superficial humanity is the most important thing to keep his own strange way stable, when he reaches the spiritual secret stage, he will eventually be affected by his own strange way and tend to those negative states.

Leaving aside the audience, the large-headed boy, whom Jin Chengqian had dubbed "Fellow Daoist Wu," felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. And because his head was unusually large, the tingling sensation spread almost halfway across his body.

The process of this battle was supposed to be that one person came on stage one after another according to the order of the draw and accepted the challenge of the other three people.

The second fight that was about to begin was supposed to be him standing on the stage, announcing the topic, demonstrating his own skills, and waiting for the others to challenge and solve it.

However, the ruthless man on the stage did not go down.

The meaning is very clear. When he uses his tactics, the opponent will directly challenge him.

Many eyes came from all around and focused on the big-headed doll.

The audience seemed to be looking forward to what methods he would use and whether he could deal with this ruthless man.

Big Head Baby has to go up, otherwise he will be considered as a coward and it will be difficult for him to survive in this cultivation circle in the future.

The big-headed baby had no choice but to go up to the stone platform.

After stepping onto the stone platform, the big-headed doll's mood became a little more stable.

Different from the way the multi-armed Taoist showed his skills, the way he wanted to show his skills did not require him to confront this vicious man directly or indirectly.

Thinking of this, Big Head Doll relaxed a lot.

"This boy is good at carrying the Dao, carrying spirits, and containing things... I will use this to learn from my fellow Daoists."

The big-headed doll took out a small box from his body. The box was made of lead and iron, and had a talisman for sealing it affixed to it.

The big-headed doll removed the talisman from the lead box and opened it, revealing two longan-sized, jet-black pills. A faint black aura seemed to linger around the pills, permeating the air.

"This is..."

When Jin Chenggan saw the pill, his expression changed slightly. Seeing that there was still pill energy lingering around it, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"It seems that Brother Jin has recognized it. Yes, this is a pill made from many spiritual materials such as the feather of a beautiful duck and the fang of a lynx. It has the ability to reverse chaos."

The most important thing in practicing the strange way is stability and balance, but this pill is extremely toxic. Even if Ling Mi swallows it, he will lose control and turn into a monster in a short while.

"This is the content of the duel between the boy and Mr. Fang. We will compete in 'Carrying the Spirit'."

The more they talked about the big-headed doll, the more excited they became.

Yes, you are indeed a powerful villain, but this fight between us is not about strength.

In reality, the more ferocious and powerful the cunning path, the more dangerous it was to practice. This was especially true for the killing path; one misstep could lead to madness.

In this case, I will use my strengths to attack their weaknesses.

If the other party really dares to take it, the end result...