Baiyun Mountain.
Li Mu, Liu Hanyan, and Li Qing had just spent a beautiful and shameless time together. They stayed in Shen Du for a few days before returning to the ancestral court.
Some ancient lost cultivation techniques could be cultivated much faster than Daoism's guided Qi Refinement. Li Mu had already cultivated Ao Qing's secret dual cultivation technique for some time. Often, one night was equivalent to ten days of Qi Refinement.
Ao Qing was able to cultivate to the ninth realm because of his cultivation technique. It was also inseparable from his huge harem.
This cultivation technique was originally very suitable for the dragon race. It could not only satisfy the dragon's lustful physiological needs, but it was also a top-notch cultivation technique. Speaking of which, it seemed like it was tailor-made for Li Mu.
However, in these two days, Li Mu could cultivate Qi Refinement in an honest manner.
After Liu Hanyan and Li Qing's cultivation broke through, their status was promoted from core disciples to first seats. In the six sects, any disciple whose cultivation reached Dongxuan could occupy a peak independently and recruit disciples.
Yuzhen Zi had already transcended. Baiyun Mountain was left to Liu Hanyan to manage.
Li Qing was the head disciple, and her cultivation had reached Dongxuan. She also had the qualifications to open a peak. She was originally a disciple of Ziyun Peak. After her promotion, Ziyun Peak's first seat, Yu Quanzi, relinquished his position and completely handed over Ziyun Peak to her.
The Talisman Pai Sect used to recruit disciples once every four years. After taking over the Talisman Pai Sect, Li Mu changed this rule. The Talisman Pai Sect and the Mysterious Sect were on par with each other in terms of high-level combat strength. However, the gap between the two sects in terms of low-level disciples was too huge. If the Talisman Pai Sect still used the previous rule, it was unknown when they would be able to catch up with the Mysterious Sect.
Fu-lu School didn't cooperate much with the imperial court in the past. It was difficult to recruit disciples from the common people.
Currently, the Fu-lu School had already begun a deep cooperation with the Imperial Court. Some time ago, Li Mu had asked the Empress to select people of suitable age and decent aptitude within the thirty-six counties, and then have the school contact their families.
Being able to join such a cultivation sect was undoubtedly a good thing for ordinary people to completely change their fates.
Not only would they be able to learn new skills, but their families would also not have to worry about food and clothing in the future. They might even be able to achieve meteoric success. Very few people would reject such an opportunity. Therefore, during this period of time, there were many new faces in White Cloud Mountain.
These people were divided equally among the peaks and were temporarily handed over to the young disciples. They would lead these new disciples onto the path of cultivation.
After flying out of the White Cloud Peak, Li Mu arrived at the Purple Cloud Peak. Two female disciples who were chatting immediately stood up straight, puffed out their chests, and said respectfully, "Greetings, Martial Uncle."
Li Mu smiled at them and walked toward the Holy Zhi Palace.
When Li Mu entered the Holy Zhi Palace, an older female disciple said to the younger one, "Martial Uncle Ling Jizi is the Sect Master's Junior Brother. According to seniority, we should address him as Martial Uncle. Don't get it wrong in the future."
The younger female disciple was puzzled, "But I heard that Martial Uncle Ling Jizi is the Daoist companion of the head monk. If that's the case, we should address him as Martial Uncle."
"This …" The older female disciple was stunned for a moment. Then, she shook her head and said, "You don't have to worry about that. This is the sect. If you see him in the future, just address him as Martial Uncle."
The female disciple who had just joined the sect thought for a moment and mumbled, "If that's the case, wouldn't the head monk have to address his Daoist companion as Martial Uncle? That's too strange …"
Before she could finish, her senior sister knocked her on the head. The older female disciple reprimanded her, "This is White Cloud Mountain, not the secular world. You have to treat the elders of the sect with respect. Don't talk about them casually …"
The younger female disciple nodded and walked away as if she had been taught a lesson. The older female disciple then mumbled softly, "It's a little strange to not talk about them …"
…
Three days later, a figure flew out of White Cloud Mountain and headed towards the Life Continent's Fey Nation.
Li Mu, who had changed his appearance, flew through the air at a steady pace. The current him was definitely a thorn in the side of the fiends. Even though his cultivation had reached Dongxuan, he was still far from being invincible.
Ignoring the fact that the fiends might have eighth realms, if the You and Ming Elders were to block his path again, it would be difficult for him to deal with them alone.
Therefore, before leaving the Fu-lu School, he changed his appearance and used a Heaven-ranked Fu-lu to conceal his heavenly secrets. Even high-level experts would not be able to divine his whereabouts.
It had been a long time since he saw Huan Ji. Li Qing and Liu Hanyan were busy with the sect's matters and did not have the time to bother with him. He decided to stay in the Fey Nation for a few days to prevent Huan Ji from feeling upset.
After returning to the Fey Nation, Li Mu acutely sensed that the atmosphere was a little off.
In the past, the Fey Nation was filled with demonic energy. Some greater demons did not even bother to conceal their auras. Their auras soared into the sky and could be sensed from far away.
However, at this time, Li Mu was flying above the Fey Nation. All he could feel was a deathly stillness.
There was not a single strand of demonic energy that soared into the sky. Some lesser demons were doing their best to conceal their demonic energy and were hiding in their caves. The atmosphere was very strange.
If there was only one place, then it would be fine. But after flying for a thousand miles, he had encountered such strange situations all the way. He could not help but feel suspicious.
A few hundred miles ahead was the Thousand Fox Nation. Li Mu wanted to increase his speed, but he suddenly sensed an abnormal aura. He sniffed and smelled a faint scent of blood.
This blood aura was extremely faint, but it gave Li Mu a very uncomfortable feeling. He was bewildered as he followed the blood aura and finally came to a valley.
In the valley, there was a blood lake.
The blood lake was surging and countless dead demons were drowning in it. The water and blood in their bodies seemed to have been sucked dry, leaving only withered corpses floating in the blood lake.
A young man in a blood-red robe sat cross-legged in the center of the blood lake. Wisps of blood mist rose from the blood lake and were absorbed into his body.
"Heretical Cultivation!"
This bloody purgatory scene made Li Mu's stomach churn. A thought immediately arose in his mind.
There were countless paths of cultivation. There were righteous paths that relied on one's own efforts to cultivate. There were also evil paths that coveted shortcuts and harmed others to benefit oneself. Heretical Cultivation was something that everyone had the right to punish.
Although this was the Fey Nation and this person was killing demons, this was already the territory of the Thousand Fox Nation. He was killing the demons under Phantom Princess and Li Mu.
Just as Li Mu thought of this, the young man sitting cross-legged in the center of the blood lake seemed to have sensed the intruder. His closed eyes suddenly opened.
Two beams of blood-red light shot out from his eyes and headed straight for Li Mu.
Li Mu formed a seal with one hand and a silver array appeared in front of him. In the next instant, the blood-red light shot onto the array. The array that Li Mu had formed at the last minute collapsed and the two beams of blood-red light also dispersed.
The young man in the center of the blood lake slowly stood up and stared at Li Mu with a greedy gaze. He stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. His voice was soft and feminine. "I didn't expect such a powerhouse to come to me …"
Li Mu looked at the blood-robed young man and his gaze turned serious.
This person's aura was around the middle stage of the Sixth Realm. However, the threat he posed was even greater than the You and Ming Elders.
What shocked him even more was that this person was about the same age as him, but his cultivation level was much higher than his. After all, Li Mu had relied on his own efforts to achieve his current cultivation level. The willpower of countless people in the Divine Capital, the inheritance of the Dragon King, and the countless opportunities he had encountered during his cultivation journey. How did this person, who was about the same age as him, cultivate to be able to suppress him in terms of cultivation level?
The Heretical Cultivation clearly did not want to let Li Mu go. Before Li Mu could think further, the blood river in the valley had already surged up. The huge waves seemed to want to swallow Li Mu whole.
Thousands of sword shadows appeared behind Li Mu and sank into the blood river. Then, they exploded. Countless holes appeared in the blood river, but they gathered together in the next instant.
The young man's eyes were filled with disdain. Li Mu frowned slightly.
He had not fought with the Heretical Cultivation many times. These heretical supernatural powers were more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
With another thought, a gust of wind blew behind him. The gust of wind mixed with raindrops blew the blood river away. This time, it was the young man's turn to frown. He said in a low voice, "Call the Wind and Summon the Rain … You, a human, know this supernatural power. Those old fogeys of the Dragon Clan did not chase after you …"
As he muttered to himself, his figure disappeared from where he stood. A blood shadow went straight for Li Mu.
The Qingxuan Sword in Li Mu's hand flashed with countless streaks of lightning as it slashed across the sky. The blood shadow was sliced into two halves before quickly fusing back together. The evil cultivator's hands turned into two blood blades as they slashed towards Li Mu.
Golden light flashed on Li Mu's body and a golden armor appeared.
The blood blades slashed at the golden armor. Li Mu's figure retreated quickly, and the blood shadow was also sent flying.
In order to avoid exposing his identity, Li Mu did not use the protection of the Dao Bell, nor did he use Ao Qing's spear. He was confident that he could deal with any cultivator of the same level with his supernatural powers.
The two figures had just separated when they charged at each other again.
In the next 15 minutes, the sky was filled with the light of supernatural powers. Mountains collapsed one after another. Monsters and beasts within a radius of dozens of miles all fled.
Another 15 minutes later.
Li Mu floated in the void and looked at the blood shadow opposite him. His chest rose and fell slightly, but there was a huge wave of emotions in his heart.
Sure enough, he could not underestimate anyone in the world. He had fought with the Heretical Cultivation for so long, but he had not gained the upper hand at all.
Not only was this person's supernatural powers strange, causing him to almost lose several times, but what was even more strange was that this person's fighting experience was so rich that it was unbelievable.
In close combat, Li Mu could only fight to a draw with him using the "Fighting" Formula.
In terms of long-range combat, Li Mu had been suppressed from the very beginning.
After fighting with this person for half an hour, Li Mu gained a lot of knowledge. Supernatural powers could be used and linked in such a way. Using two different kinds of supernatural powers at the same time or in combination had a completely different effect than using them separately.
After fighting for a short while, Li Mu realized that this Heretical Cultivation's fighting experience was far from what he could compare to. If it were not for the fact that he could shrink the distance and move out of the range of the supernatural powers in an instant, he would have been defeated by this person at least 16 times in the fight just now.
Li Mu was shocked, and the Blood River Ancestor was even more terrified.
He had tens of thousands of years of fighting experience, and it was not difficult for him to kill enemies of a higher realm. Yet, he could not take down a Sixth Realm junior whose cultivation was lower than his.
This person was not more than 30 years old, but his cultivation was Dongxuan. His fighting experience was so rich that even he felt inferior. He even began to suspect that this person was also reincarnated with the memories of some old monster. Otherwise, the scene before him would be difficult to explain.
However, if he was an old monster from thousands of years ago, how could his fighting experience be so rusty? It was unlikely that this kind of contradiction would appear on the same person.
Both of them were shocked by each other's strength. They floated in the void hundreds of feet apart, not daring to move.
Li Mu took a deep breath, and his gaze gradually returned to normal.
Although this person's cultivation was only Dongxuan, even a Transcendent cultivator would not have an easy time against him. Today, he could not let this Heretical Cultivation go. Otherwise, for the Yao Nation and the Great Zhou, there would always be a huge hidden danger.
He had to bring out some of his trump cards.
Li Mu stretched out his hand, and with a flash of green light, a long spear appeared in his hand.
The moment he saw the long spear, the evil youth could no longer maintain the calm expression on his face. His face was filled with extreme fear, and he cried out, "Sky Piercing Spear! Y-You're Ao Qing!"
When Li Mu heard the name of the Dragon Clan's powerhouse from 8,000 years ago from the heretic practitioner's mouth, the calmness on his face was also broken. He said in shock, "How do you know Ao Qing? What exactly are you?"
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