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The sun was setting in the west, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be on fire, reflecting the entire sky red.
After casually dancing with his spear twice, today's battle skill cultivation ended here. Next, he should return to his courtyard to enjoy the delicacies cooked by Ning Cai 'er. Thinking of tonight's fish head soup, Wu Chen couldn't help but stick his lips to it.
Putting Cang Yue aside, Wu Chen was about to put away his bowl and chopsticks when Cang Yue started trembling non-stop, and a low humming sound was emitted from the spear. Wu Chen sensed Cang Yue's sudden change immediately. After two months of training, Wu Chen had more or less formed a tacit understanding with Cang Yue. In terms of cultivation, this kind of feeling was called 'divine weapon protecting its master'.
As a master of the art of killing, weapons were forged to kill. Therefore, every weapon had its own sense of killing intent and dark substances. However, only divine-grade weapons and above could display this sense. This was also only a general summary. As for how to judge, it depended on the owner of the divine weapon. Of course, it was much simpler if it was a soul tool.
"Killing intent? Southeast!" Wu Chen's originally relaxed state of mind was once again brought to attention by Cang Yue's sudden change. As he focused his mind, he gained a new understanding of his surroundings. Sensing Cang Yue's trembling, he finally locked his gaze on the southeast direction of Pohu Mountain.
Wu Chen didn't dare to neglect the murderous aura that suddenly appeared in the southeast of Pohu Mountain. After all, Pohu Mountain was only ten miles away from where he lived. At this time and place, Wu Chen couldn't help but be more careful.
Pohu Mountain was called a mountain, but in fact, it was just a corner of the mountain. Because of the existence of Pohu Spring, it attracted many scholars to leave their names behind, so it became a mountain.
In the few months after he was released from prison, Wu Chen spent the rest of his time in Pohu Mountain, apart from staying in the Li family for more than half a month. Wu Chen might get lost in Upper Beam City, but in Pohu Mountain, he would definitely walk on the small paths. In a few ups and downs, Wu Chen reached Pohu Spring.
Pohu Spring was the highest point of the entire Pohu Mountain. Standing here, one could see everything within a ten-mile radius of Pohu Mountain clearly. At the same time, due to the obstruction of the forest, the people below could not see the situation at the mouth of the spring. It could be said that this place was an excellent observation point.
Just as Wu Chen had expected, at the exit of the mountain on the southeast side of Po Hu Mountain, eleven martial artists dressed in black, each holding a long saber, surrounded a white-robed man in the middle. The white-robed man's thin figure held a scholar's sword, blocking the attacks of the eleven martial artists time and time again.
Although there was no sound of blades rubbing against each other, it was clear from observation that these eleven black-clothed martial artists were trying to kill the white-clothed man because every move and style of their attacks were aimed at the white-clothed man's vital points. If it wasn't for the white-clothed man's sharp sword technique and his natural defense, he might have fallen into their trap. However, this situation wouldn't last long because it was only a matter of time before the white-clothed man lost in such a battle of attrition.
Although this place was still under the jurisdiction of Upper Beam City, it was actually far away from the jurisdiction of Upper Beam City. Otherwise, Wu Chen would not have set up his courtyard here. At the same time, Po Hu Mountain was far away from the main road of the empire. In this place, even if someone passed by the forest, they would not be able to notice the changes, let alone shout for help. If not for Cang Yue's reminder, even Wu Chen would not be able to sense it. One could imagine how remote this place was.
"Eh, this person's back looks so familiar. Why does it give me such a familiar feeling?”For some reason, when Wu Chen saw the white-robed man, a sense of familiarity that he had not felt for a long time rushed into his heart. Under the influence of this feeling, Wu Chen's observation of the white-robed man became more and more detailed until he saw a gray substance shoot out from the white-robed man's side, turning into a stream of energy that bounced the person behind him away.
Others might not know about this gray gas, but Wu Chen, who had seen Pu Shan use a Daoist technique before, knew that this was a genuine Daoist technique.
"Pu Shan!" Putting everything in front of him together, Wu Chen immediately confirmed the identity of the white-robed man. As for why Pu Shan's face was no longer a Yin Yang face, it was most likely a disguise or that this was Pu Shan's true face. If it was anyone else, Wu Chen might not have made a move, but after confirming that it was Pu Hou, Wu Chen immediately grabbed Cang Yue, who was beside him, and charged at full speed towards the southeast mountain pass of Pohu Mountain.
Everything that Wu Chen had now could be said to have been given to him by the cattail leaf fan. If not for Pu Shan's selfless help, even if the imperial family released Wu Chen in the end, he would at most be a corpse bitten to death by the water python.
Thinking back to a year ago, he was empty-handed and had no strength to even catch a chicken. He only had ambition but no place to display it. But now, he was full of flesh and blood, his meridians and bones were tightly connected, his blood and qi were impervious to ghosts and gods, and he even had his own destiny. Wasn't all of this because of Pu Shan's help back then?
If not for Pu Shan's appearance, Wu Chen might have already become the secretion of the water python. Where would he have gotten the opportunity?
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On the narrow path, the fierce battle was still continuing. Blood had already dyed the grass on the road red. This blood belonged to the black-clothed martial artists and Pu Shan.
As the last disciple of the Venerable Eight Treasures, Pu Shan had been cultivating by his side all year round. It could be said that he did not have any friends. Even if he did, it was because of Pu Shan's identity.
This time, Pu Shan had come to the capital to drink with Wu Chen. Although Pu Shan and Wu Chen had only known each other for three months, Wu Chen's tenacity, resolution, and loyalty had deeply attracted Pu Shan. Ever since he was released from prison before Wu Chen, Pu Shan had returned to his master and sat down in seclusion. He did not know that this seclusion lasted for ten months. After he came out of seclusion, Pu Shan wanted to go find his brother, but he felt that it was not good to go empty-handed, so he placed his attention on a Vermilion Fruit that he had once discovered. When he first encountered this Vermilion Fruit, it was still a little too mature, so Pu Shan had pushed the matter back a little. He did not know that this Vermilion Fruit had attracted the attention of others. The fierce battle had just happened.
"Three Pure Dao, how dare you have designs on me! Good, very good!" Pu Shan was furious with the lackeys of the Three Pure Sect. Even though he had a cultivation base, he could not use any of his magic power due to the formation of the Three Pure Sect. He could only rely on his martial cultivation base to resist. However, it would be very dangerous if this continued. Pu Shan understood this, and so did the disciples of the Three Pure Sect.
Although Pu Shan was a descendant of an Itinerant Immortal, his master was a supreme Paragon. He was considered a well-known existence in the cultivation world. As for the Three Pure Dao, they were just a ninth-rate force. Ordinary aristocratic families would not put them in their eyes. However, the Three Pure Dao's Tri-Elements Mixed Yuan Formation was the bane of the Dao of Faith. Although the cultivation of these eleven people was only at the peak of the Weapon Refining Stage, they used the power of the formation to imprison the mana in Pu Shan's body.
"Pu Shan, you're quite a character. If you hand over the Vermilion Fruit, we brothers will leave your corpse intact!”A ripe Vermilion Fruit would move anyone who saw it. It took 300 years for the Vermilion Fruit to take root, 300 years for it to bloom, 300 years for it to bear fruit, and 300 years for it to ripen. During these 1,200 years, it contained so much vital qi that it could be seen as a moving pagoda. If the Three Pure Sect had met Pu Shan in the past, they might have given way respectfully. However, now that they were faced with such great benefits, they immediately had their eyes on Pu Shan.
"An intact corpse? You lackeys actually dare to say that? Go to hell!”Although his magic power was suppressed by the strange array formation, the martial arts techniques of Pu Shan were not just for show. He just lacked the support of martial arts true qi. After blocking the attack of another martial artist in black, he turned his hand and slashed at the martial artist in front of him.
"If a man doesn't drink, he'll be wasting his time in this world!”Just as Pu Shan was once again in danger, Wu Chen jumped down from a huge rock with Cang Yue in his hand. At the same time, he started singing the drinking game that he had played with Pu Shan.
" Show your skills when you're in trouble!... Brother, help me block a cup!" Both the Three Pure Dao members and Pu Shan were extremely surprised by Wu Chen's sudden appearance. However, when they heard Wu Chen's drinking order, Pu Shan immediately accepted it loudly.
"You're courting death.”The leader of the Three Pure Path was no fool. When he heard the two sentences, he knew that Pu Shan had a companion. He signaled for the battle to be further compressed, suppressing Wu Chen and Pu Shan in the center of the battle.
"Big brother, just you wait. After we deal with this group of people, we brothers will have a good night's drink!”As the spear pointed at him, Wu Chen forcefully opened up the battlefield. Waves of fierce Genuine Qi flashed above the pale moon. Under Wu Chen's attack, the weapons in the hands of the Three Pure Dao martial artists were all shattered.
"Good, good spear, good cultivation, but no good wine!”After seeing Wu Chen shatter the man's weapon and force him back, Pu Shan immediately clapped his hands in approval. Without the support of Genuine Qi, there was a huge difference between Pu Shan's Marrow Transformation and Wu Chen's Marrow Transformation. This was also the reason why Pu Shan was unable to shake off the encirclement of the Three Pure Sect.
"Who says there's no good wine? Take it!" With the help of Cang Yue's sharpness and his combat skills, Wu Chen killed another person before Pu Shan could finish his sentence. After killing a disciple of the Three Pure Dao, he reached for his waist and threw a jug of Red Bone Wine to Pu Shan.
"Are you afraid of getting into a lawsuit?”Faced with Wu Chen's dominance, the remaining disciples of the Three Pure Dao were afraid. Knowing that it was useless to say anything else, they immediately used the government to suppress him.
"Lawsuit, I'll kill all of you and set you on fire. Who else in this world will know!”Wu Chen didn't want to waste any more time in the face of this bunch of cowards. Cang Yue turned into a silver light once again and charged towards the nearest martial artist. In front of this absolute power, all tricks seemed so useless. Without any delay, the Three Pure Path disciple who was locked down by Wu Chen's aura shattered the weapon in his hand and spat out a mouthful of blood before falling to the ground. Don't underestimate this ordinary stab. This spear was enough to shatter the lungs of a Weapon Refining Stage martial artist.
"Good kill. Brother Chen, move aside and let me perform!”Faced with Wu Chen's dominance, everyone shifted their attention away from Pu Shan in order to survive. With the formation broken, the mana that had been suppressed earlier flowed through Pu Shan's body once again. As the mana flowed, a blood-red ray of light shot out from Pu Shan's body and instantly killed the warriors around him. The remaining warriors could not escape Bloody's pursuit either. In less than three breaths, everyone present was killed by Wu Chen and Pu Shan.
Pu Shan's current cultivation had already reached the peak of the Transformation Stage. He was only one step away from the Thunder Immortal Stage. This step was not about seeing through life and death, but the accumulation of vital qi. In front of absolute strength, these little Weapon Refining Stage warriors were nothing…
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