bookcurios Chapter 156: Demonic Sword? Northeastern Spiritual Spirit
Chapter 156: Demonic Sword? Northeastern Spiritual Spirit
Zhou Sheng paused and turned, a gentle smile plastered on his face, as if it could dispel all the world's troubles. He gazed quietly at Wang Ye, his deep eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Little Wang Ye, if you have any questions, I will answer them for you." Zhou Sheng's voice was deep and magnetic, as if it could penetrate anyone's soul. "Although I have said I am dead, that is only to the outside world. I still have unfinished business on Wudang Mountain. How can I leave so easily?"
After hearing this, Wang Ye's heart suddenly became clear, as if a clear spring had flowed into his heart. He raised his head, looked at Zhou Sheng with a firm gaze, and asked, "Then why did you leave Wudang, Senior?" His voice was filled with a hint of confusion and curiosity, and he was obviously surprised by Zhou Sheng's departure.
Zhou Sheng sighed, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He said slowly: "I don't want to leave Wudang. But the world is dangerous and the forces are in conflict. If I continue to stay in Wudang, I am afraid that more innocent people will be implicated. So, I have no choice but to leave." His tone was full of helplessness and determination, as if he was making a difficult decision.
After hearing this, Wang Ye's respect for Zhou Sheng increased even more.
He bowed deeply and said, "Senior, you are so righteous and I admire you. But, what will happen to Wudang Mountain after you leave?" His tone was full of concern and worry.
Zhou Sheng smiled slightly and said, "I feel at ease with you young people here in Wudang Mountain. Remember, no matter when and where you are, you must stick to your original intention and never forget your original aspiration." His voice was gentle and powerful.
After everyone dispersed, Manniu sat alone at the mouth of the valley, his eyes empty and lost. Recalling his impulsiveness and greed, he couldn't help but feel a wave of shame.
Manniu lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and tears flowed through his fingers.
He murmured to himself, "What's wrong with me? How could I become so greedy and selfish? Have I really been blinded by desire?"
Just then, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it the scent from afar.
However, when Manniu returned to the valley again, he found that Zhou Sheng had left.
At the same time, Wang Ye and others also learned the news of Zhou Sheng's departure.
They all came to the valley's mouth, looking into the distance, their eyes filled with reluctance and worry. Wang Ye sighed and said, "Senior has left like this, what should we do?" His voice was filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Li Qiankun and others also had complicated expressions.
They knew that Zhou Sheng was gifted, but he didn't want to get too involved in the world.
This departure might be the destination he had chosen. They stood silently by, without saying a word, but their hearts were filled with respect for Zhou Sheng.
At this moment, Zhang Chulan suddenly said: "We can't go on like this.
"Senior Zhou Sheng's departure means we've lost our only clue to leaving this place. We must find that hidden exit, or we'll be trapped here forever." His voice was firm and powerful, as if pointing the way for everyone.
After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. They began to search for clues separately, hoping to find the hidden exit. However, time passed, and they still found no clues.
Just then, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it the scent from afar.
Zhang Chulan suddenly raised his head, a gleam of light in his eyes. As if sensing something, he turned and walked in one direction. Seeing this, everyone followed him.
Soon they came to a secluded valley.
At the end of the valley was a light gate, emitting a soft glow. Zhang Chulan looked at the light gate, his heart filled with excitement. He said, "This is the hidden exit! We finally found it!"
Just then, a gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a distant scent. Everyone looked up and saw a crack suddenly appear in the sky. A strong light emanated from the crack, as if a whole new world awaited them.
On Mount Longhu, the old Taoist priest and Xu San sat opposite each other. Both of them had solemn expressions on their faces, as if they were discussing something important.
"Xu San, please report the situation of the Northeast Demon Sword incident." The old Taoist priest's voice was low and powerful, as if pointing out the direction for Xu San.
After listening, Xu San nodded and began to report: "Fatty Zhao and the company's people are watching in the Northeast, but the situation does not seem optimistic.
The appearance of the demon sword has triggered a scramble among various parties, and the situation has become extremely complicated." His tone was filled with worry and uneasiness.
After hearing this, the old Taoist frowned and said, "Fatty Zhao usually looks smart, so why is he so unreliable this time? And the company, don't they know the importance of this magic sword?" His voice was full of dissatisfaction and blame.
Xu San smiled bitterly and said, "Of course they know, but the situation in the Northeast is complicated and not so easy to resolve. Moreover, the power of the demon sword is too strong, and it will cause a disaster if we are not careful." His tone was full of helplessness and worry.
The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't interfere in this matter. The Northeast has its own rules. We can't break these rules easily, otherwise it will only cause greater chaos."
After hearing this, Xu San nodded in agreement. He knew that the old Taoist priest's decision was based on considerations of the overall situation.
However, they were unaware that in the Northeast, a battle for the Demon Sword had quietly begun. Various forces were secretly vying for the Sword, trying to seize it for themselves.
The old Taoist priest sat on the high hall of the Taoist temple, his eyes closed, resting, as if he were isolated from the world. Xu San hurried into the Taoist temple, his voice trembling: "Old Taoist priest, something big has happened in the northeast!"
The old Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes, his brow furrowed. "Tell me, what are you so frightened about?"
Xu San presented the secret report, his voice low, "The Demon Sword has fallen into the hands of the Little Turtle Organization. They have used it to train a new generation of demons. These demons have greatly increased their power and pose a great threat to the situation in the Northeast."
The old Taoist priest's expression suddenly changed when he heard this. He stared at Xu San sternly and said, "You have violated the rules by acting on your own. Do you understand?"
Xu San nodded bitterly: "But in the Northeast, a new generation of demons has emerged, which may cause great trouble for the Tamarind Immortals."
The old Taoist priest sighed and turned to look at Zhang Lingyu who was practicing beside him: "Lingyu, how has your practice been going recently?"
Zhang Lingyu quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Master, I have been practicing hard and dare not slack off."
The old Taoist nodded, a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes: "Okay, Qiankun, you will go to the Northeast with me."
Inside the Taoist temple, the old Taoist priest's voice was deep and serious: "In the northeast, a demonic sword has reappeared in the martial arts world and fallen into the hands of Little Turtle. This sword has slaughtered countless lives in the past, and now that it has reappeared, it is bound to cause a great uproar."
Li Qiankun and Zhang Lingyu looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.
Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but ask, "Even the spirit masters from the Northeast can't solve this problem?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "The old witch of the Chu Ma Xian has passed away. Her seal has been broken. The new generation of demons have mutated and their strength has greatly increased. They are no longer something that the Chu Ma Xian can deal with."
Zhang Lingyu took a deep breath: "Then this demon sword..."
The old Taoist priest's voice was filled with worry. "A powerful demon soul is sealed within the demon sword. Once unsealed, the consequences will be disastrous. We must rush to the northeast as soon as possible, recapture the demon sword, and reseal the demon soul."
Zhang Lingyu nodded and said, "Disciple is willing to go to the Northeast to lend a hand to Master."
The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Lingyu, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "Well, Qiankun, on this trip you must not only retrieve the demon sword, but also investigate the situation of the new generation of demons and see if there is any way to stop them from continuing to wreak havoc on the world."
Li Qiankun nodded solemnly: "I understand."
The old Taoist priest turned to Zhang Lingyu and said, "Lingyu, you stay on the mountain and continue to practice. At the same time, pay attention to the movements of the sect. If there is any abnormality, report it to me immediately."
Although Zhang Lingyu was somewhat disappointed that he could not accompany his master to the Northeast, he still responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."
The old Taoist priest patted Li Qiankun on the shoulder and said, "Qiankun, this trip is dangerous. You must be careful."
Li Qiankun smiled slightly: "Don't worry, old master."