Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 50 Raid
There are real bears in the Bear Tribe.
It is truly a clan that lives up to their name and practices what they preach.
Lu Qingshan frowned slightly, approached the sacrificial spirit, and carefully looked at the wound on its abdomen.
Everyone knows how powerful the bodies of monsters are, and their ability to recover from injuries is so great that even physical cultivators have to cover their faces in shame when they see them.
However, with such an injury that is neither light nor serious, why is it that the bear tribe's sacrificial spirit is unable to recover for a long time and is even forced into death?
Lu Qingshan was puzzled and looked at the Youxiong tribe leader standing beside him with a questioning look.
Chief Youxiong immediately understood and explained, "I don't know who injured Lord Ji Ling, but the wound is extremely strange. There is a kind of energy that is like a cancer on the bone, which is constantly destroying Lord Ji Ling's life. Zhu Ji tried many methods before, but he couldn't erase this energy."
"Let me take a look at the situation," Lu Qingshan walked up to the sacrificial spirit and whispered to the bear monster, "Maybe I can save you."
At this moment, the sacrificial spirit was completely unable to resist and could only roar softly again.
Lu Qingshan's heart moved, and he had already probed his spiritual sense towards the wound of the sacrificial spirit.
As the spiritual consciousness just approached there, a feeling of nothingness and horror came towards him, and in an instant, it directly extinguished the spiritual consciousness released by Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan's face turned pale instantly.
The feeling of having one's spiritual consciousness suddenly annihilated is not pleasant.
“This is…” Lu Qingshan’s heart skipped a beat, but he recognized the strange energy in the wound of the sacrificial spirit, “Nirvana!?”
Yes, the strange energy on the wound on the sacrifice spirit’s abdomen came from its true meaning: nirvana.
Lu Qingshan, who possessed the state of unity and extinction and the ability to penetrate the sword, immediately recognized the true origin of his own sword intent.
No wonder the powerful recovery ability of the sacrificial spirit failed.
——Before Nirvana, everything will return to nothingness.
"I'll try to save you." Lu Qingshan thought for a while and said to Ji Ling.
After hearing Lu Qingshan's words, a glimmer of hope flashed unconsciously in the cloudy and bloodshot bear eyes of the spirit.
Wangchuan suddenly appeared in Lu Qingshan's hands.
Before the bear tribe leader and the sacrificial spirit could react, the sword flashed and covered the sacrificial spirit's wound.
Wangchuan: Blue sky!
The next moment, the bear tribe leader exclaimed, "Brother, what are you doing?"
At this time, Lu Qingshan had already put away his sword, folded his arms and looked at the sacrificial spirit.
The wound on the sacrifice spirit's abdomen did not heal.
The sword of blue sky, which had always been invincible, suffered a defeat.
"It's not useless, but the life force is not enough," Lu Qingshan pondered in his heart: "In order to erase the meaning of annihilation on the bear monster's wound, it is necessary to consume a lot of life force. The person who injured the bear monster is very powerful."
"I can't save you." In a short period of time, Lu Qingshan simply couldn't accumulate so much living power. Even if he could, he wouldn't be willing to use it on a bear monster who was not related to him.
Therefore, he could only shake his head at the sacrificial spirit.
The glimmer in the eyes of the sacrificial spirit dimmed again, and a suppressed, low, and painful roar sounded.
Lu Qingshan sighed and said, "But I might be able to help you get revenge. Can you tell me who hurt you like this?"
"I don't know who hurt me." After a long silence, the bear demon said slowly, without explaining the details.
Lu Qingshan took another look at the bear monster with weak life breath, and finally did not pursue the matter further.
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"The sacrificial spirit will not live for more than a month," Lu Qingshan and Youxiong tribe leader sincerely suggested after seeing the sacrificial spirit and leaving the back mountain: "I think you can start preparing to form a new sacrificial spirit."
“But…” The bear tribe leader looked at Lu Qingshan with an innocent look in his eyes, “The one who was in charge of the bond and the sacrifice to the spirits was just killed by you yesterday…”
…
In a stone chamber of the bear tribe.
Lu Qingshan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, his mind immersed in the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows.
In the sea of consciousness, there is a soul that is less than an inch tall, also sitting cross-legged.
In that soul, there seemed to be a faint flame burning.
Above the flame, there was a small, exquisite , tumbling in the flame.
The dagger was surrounded by red light, and a mysterious black ripple appeared on its surface, but its shape was illusory and had no fixed form, as if it could disappear at any time.
This is the heart sword cultivated by Lu Qingshan.
Although he had only acquired the Heart Sword spell for a few days, Lu Qingshan had already mastered the Heart Sword with the help of his experience points and his own efforts.
There are three levels of the Heart Sword, and one can cultivate a Heart Sword at each level.
The first level is the sword that cuts off troubles. The sword of the mind that is cultivated is also called the sword of fetal light.
The second level is the sword that cuts off greed and anger. The sword of the mind that is cultivated is called the sword of refreshing spirit.
The third level is the sword that cuts off lust and desire, and the sword of the heart is called the sword of the dark spirit.
Each heart sword is further divided into nine levels of refinement.
The Taiguang Heart Sword that Lu Qingshan is currently cultivating is at the entry-level first level.
However, the power of this newly introduced spell had already surprised Lu Qingshan greatly.
When You Xiong Jin attacked him, Lu Qingshan drew his sword to counterattack and at the same time released the Yiliantai Guangxin Sword.
The effect is surprisingly good.
Youxiong Zhuji, who was in the early stage of Lianxu, had his soul cut by a sword at that moment.
Not only was he feeling restless and in excruciating pain, he also fell into a daze. He was completely unable to calm his mind, concentrate his energy, or mobilize his magic spells to launch defensive measures.
This was why Lu Qingshan was able to kill the enemy with one sword without any hindrance after breaking the white tiger illusion cast by Zhu Ji.
——Because Zhu Ji was unable to arrange any defensive measures, he was naked and faced his sword.
And how could the body of a beast cultivator withstand a sword attack from a sword cultivator?
You Xiong Jin got up, but was killed instantly by one sword. What's there to say?
“It seems that cultivators whose soul realm has not reached the control realm, unless they have cultivated special soul defense spells, generally cannot withstand the power of the heart sword.” Lu Qingshan said in his heart.
No wonder even Xia Daoyun praised the magic of “Heart Sword” for its effectiveness.
Lu Qingshan was also very satisfied.
Immediately, he turned his gaze to the panel and looked at the experience value.
The words have been spoken, and what he will face next is the Julu clan's sacrificial spirit who is at the peak of the fifth rank.
He didn't know the fighting power of the Giant Deer Sacrifice Spirit yet , but his rank of the peak fifth grade was not false, and he would definitely be a difficult opponent to deal with.
As the saying goes, sharpening your sword before battle will only make it sharper.
Before that, he wanted to improve his strength further.
Three million experience points immediately flowed out, raising Lu Qingshan's cultivation to the peak.
"【Heaven-Severing Sword Scripture】(Nascent Soul Chapter) upgraded to level 16, spiritual power +10,000!"
"Your rank has been raised to Nascent Soul Perfection, Divine Awareness +100!"
"【Heaven-Severing Sword Scripture】(Nascent Soul Chapter) upgraded to level 17, spiritual power +10,000!"
"Your spiritual power limit exceeds 20w, and your talent [Spiritual Power Transformation] (Advanced) has been upgraded to [Spiritual Power Transformation] (Ultimate)!"
[Spiritual Power Transformation] (Ultimate): As your cultivation level increases, your control over spiritual power becomes more sophisticated and its power becomes more powerful. Spiritual power increase +70%.
"【Heaven-Severing Sword Scripture】(Nascent Soul Chapter) upgraded to level 18, spiritual power +10,000!"
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"【Heaven-Severing Sword Scripture】(Nascent Soul Chapter) upgraded to level 20, spiritual power +10,000!"
"【Heaven-Severing Sword Scripture】(Nascent Soul Chapter) has been upgraded to the highest level, and an additional spiritual power value of +100,000 has been obtained!"
"It has been detected that you have reached the upper limit of your current rank and can obtain the Refining Void Advanced Task!"
"Get the requirements for the advanced level of Lianxu mission (changes in real time)."
"Current requirements: Raise the Immortal True Meaning, Cause and Effect True Meaning, Killing Sword Intent (already achieved), and Nirvana Penetrating Sword Intent to perfection."
After looking at the requirements for the advanced tasks, Lu Qingshan sighed.
Although his cultivation had reached the perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, he knew that the practice of the Nascent Soul stage had just begun.
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Four days later.
Extremely abruptly, the monks of the Bear Clan received the summons from the clan leader.
When everyone arrived at the gathering place in a daze, they saw the "barbarian" who had just returned from the tribe and angrily killed the sacrifice standing in the front and shouted loudly: "Everyone pick up your weapons, I will take you to charge the Julu tribe today!"
It’s not that Lu Qingshan is rude, it’s just that the barbarians have always been like this.
The beast cultivators who follow the Zhuji lineage are fine, but the barbarian physical cultivators are mostly people who will fight back if they are not convinced.
So in order to maintain his character, Lu Qingshan followed suit and played the wild style of the barbarian monk to the fullest.
So much so that Chief Youxiong complained in his heart many times that this cultivator he invited from Shaodian was even more barbaric than the barbarians.
"Charged...charged?" Monk Youxiong was shocked and confused.
What's going on?
Everyone immediately looked to the silent patriarch for help.
Compared to "You Xiong Hao" who suddenly returned to the tribe, it is obvious that the tribe leader can give them a greater sense of security and is more trusted by them.
"Listen to Youxiong Hao." The Youxiong tribe leader just said in a deep voice.
"But, all the high-level monks of our clan are here... If we come out in full force like this and get defeated, won't we all be killed, with no manpower left in the clan?" A monk suggested hesitantly.
"If we lose, what's the point of keeping this man?" Lu Qingshan said with a fierce look, "Will you keep him and use him as a traitor to your clan?"
"This time, I, Xiong Hao, my brother, and all of you will fight to the death. Either we defeat the Julu tribe, or all of us will die in the tribe. There is no third possibility." Lu Qingshan spoke each word with a voice like thunder, shocking everyone on the field.
No matter what thoughts and ideas were in their minds, nearly a hundred cultivators on the field were dragged into the pirate ship by Lu Qingshan's sudden action, which did not give them any chance to react.
This was what Lu Qingshan had specifically told the Youxiong tribe leader that day.
For sword cultivators, offense is the best defense.
Offense is something that is ingrained in the nature of sword practitioners. Although there are occasional compromises, in most cases, this is the first principle of a sword practitioner's practice.
So Lu Qingshan did the same.
Wait for the Julu tribe to come and attack?
Does not exist.
They just came out in full force and caught him off guard. Of course, they also caught Monk Youxiong off guard at the same time.
Even though Monk Youxiong did not raise any objection to his decision to counterattack Julu that night, Lu Qingshan knew very well that there must be some people who were just pretending to be submissive and were unwilling to fight this battle with Julu.
Now, Lu Qingshan doesn't care about anything. No matter what you are thinking, he will just kill you all. All the Youxiong monks who were discussing matters in the hall that day will be taken away without exception.
Being cunning and treacherous, pretending to obey but actually disobeying?
Break it with force.
It's that simple and crude.
The arrow is on the string and must be shot. No matter how reluctant the monks on the field are, they can only accept it under the current situation.
This is also Lu Qingshan’s purpose.
There is no reason to really care about the bear tribe's monks, who have to fight for their lives outside, while those with weak spines can just sit back and reap the benefits.
Without much mobilization, a group of Youxiong monks, led by Youxiong Hao and the clan leader, immediately headed towards the Julu clan’s base stationed a hundred miles away.
At this time, there were only a few mortals and minor cultivators left in the Youxiong tribe.
If this operation was not a surprise attack, the speed of the young cultivators' escape techniques would be too slow, which would waste time and make the surprise attack a joke. Lu Qingshan was even planning to let these young cultivators go with him.
Nearly a hundred monks traveled together, their escape lights formed a connected piece, their movements were uniform, and they had quite a bit of momentum, but it was a pity that their hearts were not united.
Lu Qingshan was at the front of the team, and he would be the one charging ahead and responsible for breaking through the formation.
The bear chief was at the back holding the line.
At the same time, this combination can also keep an eye on all the monks in the Youxiong tribe to prevent anyone from being afraid of fighting and running away.
