"Please," Yan Qingfeng said respectfully.
When he was alive, his cultivation base was higher than Lu Qingshan's.
However, he was not as determined as Lu Qingshan on the path of the sword cultivator.
Hence, this respect came from the bottom of his heart.
Lu Qingshan cupped his fists in gratitude and stepped forward.
His consciousness rumbled again, and the scenery around him changed.
'This should be the last time.'
Lu Qingshan thought as he looked at the mountain peak that was close at hand.
.....
Yan Qingfeng's figure faded after Lu Qingshan.
Yan Qingfeng reappeared beside the middle-aged Confucian.
"Your Excellency Hell Master, Fellow Daoist Li." Yan Qingfeng cupped his fists.
The two of them nodded.
Yan Qingfeng looked at Lu Qingshan, who was once again immersed in the Introspection Mirror. He was curious. "I wonder what Fellow Daoist Liu Han's Introspection Mirror is meant to ask?"
Both he and Li Zhao had regrets in their hearts, and their Sword Hearts were condensed.
Hence, the two of them stayed on Mount Dai and had yet to reincarnate. They were tasked by the Yellow Spring Hell Master to select suitable sword cultivators, and they were also looking for the answer to this question that had troubled them for a long time.
Lu Qingshan had already given them the answer.
However, Fellow Daoist Liu Han was different.
He was a sword cultivator with a Sword Heart Illuminated, and he had no regrets.
Hence, although he was also tasked by the Yellow Spring Hell Master to select suitable sword cultivators, Liu Han reincarnated after leaving behind the Introspection Mirror.
They did not know what kind of situation the Mind Seeking Mirror set up by Liu Han was.
The Yellow Spring Hell Master's eyes were deep and contained a divine light. "To be able to pass your Introspection Mirror, his sincerity toward the sword path is unquestionable.
However, too straight is easy to break, and too sincere is easy to die. Liu Han was asking about his disgust and killing intent.
The sword is a killing weapon. It's not enough for a sword cultivator to have a sword in his hand. He must have a sword in his heart to be able to wield such a killing weapon. "
.....
When Lu Qingshan opened his eyes again, he found himself in a new environment.
Here, the humans led by the Twelve Great Sects and the demons led by the Three Great Demon Kings had been fighting for thousands of years.
The war between humans and demons was full of ups and downs.
For a hundred years, the top-grade human beings died one after another due to their lifespans. Because of that, the human race, which was short of manpower, was almost defeated.
Fortunately, the current leader of the West Mountain Sword Hut, Liu Han, appeared out of nowhere and blocked the three demon kings with one sword.
After thousands of years of war between humans and demons, countless lives had been lost, and the final battle was about to arrive.
The allied human cultivators were led by Liu Han.
The wind howled.
Lu Qingshan gazed into the distance.
The vast land.
The smell of blood lingered in the air.
Unlike the previous two illusions, which had detailed backgrounds, this time, there was almost no prelude to the plot. He went straight to the point.
A message suddenly popped up in his mind.
"Lead the human cultivators and defeat the monster race."
This was the way to pass this illusion.
Lu Qingshan lowered his head. The sword in his hand was gilded with gold, and a majestic will seeped out.
This was a supreme divine sword with the power to slay demons.
Absolute Emptiness Sword.
As soon as the sword was drawn, all living things were reduced to nothingness.
Lu Qingshan waved the sword slightly. Boundless power was generated. Under his sword, the space was destroyed and shattered.
"What great power …" Lu Qingshan muttered to himself.
Ascending Mount Tai was the third illusion he had experienced. His strength increased with each realm.
When he was in Li Zhao, he was only a mortal swordsman.
When he was in Yan Qingfeng, he was already the sect master of the Blue Cloud Sect.
Now that he was in Liu Han's body, he possessed boundless divine power.
At this moment, a low rumble was heard.
Lu Qingshan looked into the distance.
It was the demons. The demons were summoning their demonic beasts to launch the final attack on the human cultivators' defensive line.
Of course, the humans were not to be left behind. The cultivators had been preparing for battle since a day ago.
"Suzerain." Suddenly, the vice suzerain of the Sword Hut hurriedly walked over and reported to Lu Qingshan respectfully, "The cultivators of the Xuanyin Sect have a dispute with the cultivators of the Windblade Sect and the Lijian Pavilion."
"What's the cause of the dispute?" Lu Qingshan frowned and asked in confusion, "The final battle is about to begin. Why are they still in the mood to fight among themselves?"
The deputy sect master was in a difficult position. He said hesitantly, "The situation is complicated. You may have to see it for yourself, Sect Master."
Lu Qingshan nodded. Without further hesitation, he leaped up and rushed toward the Black Yin Sect's encampment.
At the same time, information about the three sects flashed across Lu Qingshan's mind.
The Black Yin Sect was one of the Twelve Great Sects, just like the West Mountain Sword Hut. They were the main forces in the great war between humans and demons. The Windblade Sect and the Sharp Sword Pavilion were smaller sects with weaker strength.
The Black Yin Sect's cultivation method leaned toward Heretic Cultivators. Their various Arts required living souls to cultivate.
Although there was no restriction, the Arts required living souls of humans, and the Arts that the Black Yin Sect revealed to the public were the so-called Arts that were refined with the souls of beasts.
However, everyone in the Cultivation World knew that the Black Yin Sect always had its dirty secrets. Hence, the Black Yin Sect was never treated with respect by the cultivators.
However, after the great war between humans and demons, the Black Yin Sect began to cultivate Arts with the souls of demons. Gradually, they became official and even became one of the Twelve Great Sects.
However, the insidious and cunning nature of the Heretic Cultivators of the Black Yin Sect could not be eliminated.
The Twelve Great Sects were superior.
In this case, if there were no special circumstances, the cultivators of the Windblade Sect and the Sharp Sword Pavilion should have no reason to quarrel with the cultivators of the Black Yin Sect.
Lu Qingshan sped up.
When he arrived, he found that the Head of the Black Yin Sect, the Windblade Sect, and the Head of the Sharp Sword Pavilion were confronting each other. The smell of gunpowder was very strong.
"Sect Master Liu," the Windblade Sect and the Head of the Sharp Sword Pavilion said respectfully when they saw Lu Qingshan, "Please make a decision for us."
"What's the matter?" Lu Qingshan asked.
The Windblade Sect Master took out a token, on which there were three words, "First Army".
The head of the Windy-Broadsword Sect complained, "Head Liu, the head of the Xuanyin Sect ignored the decision of the other sects and gave us the responsibility of facing the first attack of the Demon Clan, which should have been the responsibility of the Xuanyin Sect."
When the final battle was about to start, the first collision would be the fiercest.
Therefore, the Heads of the Twelve Great Sects had decided in yesterday's meeting that the disciples of the Twelve Great Sects with the highest cultivation would be the first batch of cultivators to break into the battle, so as to reduce the loss as much as possible.
Lu Qingshan looked at the gloomy Head of the Black Yin Sect with cold eyes and said with a hint of anger in his tone, "What do you say about this, Head of the Black Yin Sect?"
"About this," the Head of the Black Yin Sect explained unhurriedly, "the strength of the disciples of the Black Yin Sect is very strong. It's really a waste of talent to be killed in the first confrontation.
If they can stay alive, they can play a role in the later battle, won't they be several times more useful than the cultivators of these small sects? "
The Head of the Black Yin Sect looked at the Windblade Sect Master and the Head of the Sharp Sword Pavilion with disdain, "Sect Master Liu, what do you think?"
"The formation was decided by us yesterday," Lu Qingshan said coldly.
"I think there is something wrong with the formation. Why should the disciples of the Twelve Great Sects face the most dangerous first confrontation for these mediocre people?
Yesterday at the meeting before the battle, I didn't agree with this decision.
It's you who insisted on it. It's none of my business what you think. Anyway, the Black Yin Sect won't agree, "the Head of the Black Yin Sect said firmly.
He had nothing to fear.
The final battle was about to start. At this time, every combat force was very important, not to mention that the Black Yin Sect was one of the Twelve Great Sects.
He thought that no matter how angry Liu Han was, he would not dare to do anything to him in the face of the big picture.
"I don't have much patience now. Head of the Black Yin Sect, don't make a mistake." Lu Qingshan glanced at the Head of the Black Yin Sect with a dangerous light in his eyes.
The Head of the Black Yin Sect still refused to give in, "You can carry out the decision you made. I won't let the disciples of my sect die like this."
Lu Qingshan didn't say anything more and slashed out with his sword.
Everything was silent.
The Black Moon Sect's Sect Master reacted immediately. Countless ghosts appeared and pounced forward ferociously, wanting to block this sword.
But it was all in vain.
In an instant, everything was empty.
All the ghosts were turned into ashes.
The Absolute Emptiness Sword slashed down and sent the Head of the Black Yin Sect flying.
"Give it to me!" Lu Qingshan looked at the Head of the Black Yin Sect, who was getting up, and said slowly in a calm tone.
The Head of the Black Yin Sect looked at Lu Qingshan, trembling all over.
Liu Han was indeed the number one person of the Human Clan. Once he showed his ability, no one could resist him.
Under the pressure of Liu Han, he had no choice but to hand over the token representing the Second Army. But a very hidden shadow flashed in his eyes.
The Head of the Black Yin Sect made an extremely crazy decision in his heart.
Lu Qingshan threw the token of the Second Army to the Head of the Windy-Dao Sect and the Head of the Sharp Sword Pavilion. At the same time, he took the token of the First Army from them.
Looking at the gloomy face of the Head of the Black Yin Sect, Lu Qingshan suddenly smiled.
"Head of the Black Yin Sect, everyone knows that you are narrow-minded and selfish. I had thought that you would change when the Human Clan was at a critical moment of life and death." Lu Qingshan paused, and said coldly, "A person's nature cannot be changed. A selfish person like you will bear a grudge today. If we keep you alive, you will be a disaster sooner or later. At that time, we will be in big trouble."
"To resist foreign aggression, we must first settle our internal problems." Lu Qingshan clenched the Absolute Emptiness Sword in his hand. "In order to completely prevent such a thing from happening, today I will eliminate the internal problems first."
It was a simple sentence, but what followed was a sudden change in the wind and clouds of Absolute Emptiness.
The face of the Head of the Black Yin Sect suddenly changed.
He had never thought that Lu Qingshan would be so decisive and so ruthless.
Boom boom boom!
Lu Qingshan's entire body bloomed with an imposing aura like a mountain or an abyss.
Heaven and earth were empty, and everything was white.
A white that was brighter than the moonlight.
It was sword light.
The Head of the Black Yin Sect resisted with all his might.
But Lu Qingshan could block three Demon Kings with one sword.
How could the Head of the Black Yin Sect block such a person and such a sword?
The Head of the Black Yin Sect turned into nothingness and disappeared.
Lu Qingshan threw the First Army token to the Vice Sect Master of the West Mountain Sword Hut behind him and said calmly, "When the time comes, you will lead the Black Yin Sect cultivators to fight against the enemy. Those who disobey will be killed!"
The Black Yin Sect cultivators felt a chill in their hearts. Their legs trembled, but they did not dare to oppose.
Lu Qingshan turned and left.
.....
A low but powerful horn sounded.
The battle between humans and demons had finally begun.
Lu Qingshan looked at the Human Clan cultivators and demons that filled the sky.
Spells intertwined, and light reflected off each other.
Without hesitation, Lu Qingshan entered the battlefield with sword in hand. Like a swimming dragon, he charged toward the three Demon Kings.
The battle with the three Demon Kings lasted for three days and three nights.
The battle was so intense that the sun and moon lost their light.
When Lu Qingshan swung his sword for the last time and cut off the Demon King's head, he was almost exhausted.
He heard countless cheers.
He looked around.
It turned out that when he won, he also destroyed the morale of the Demon Clan Coalition Army. The balance of strength quickly tilted, and the Human Clan Cultivator Coalition Army also won.
The remnants of the Demon Clan chose to surrender.
Lu Qingshan hovered in the air and looked at the tens of thousands of Demon Beasts that bowed their heads.
"Sect Master Liu, how should we deal with these Demon Beasts?" The sect masters of the other major sects were bathed in blood. They looked at Lu Qingshan with respect.
Lu Qingshan's battle record of killing three Demon Kings alone had convinced all the cultivators.
They were waiting for Lu Qingshan's decision.
Lu Qingshan closed his eyes slightly. After a breath, he opened them.
He swung the Absolute Emptiness Sword.
The tip of the sword pointed.
The Demon Clan Coalition Army!
"Kill!"
"We've already surrendered, why do you have to kill us all?!" the Demon Clan members were panicked, angry, and dissatisfied.
"Thousands of years of war, blood has been spilled, and hatred has accumulated. Now that you're in a disadvantageous position, you've chosen to surrender" Lu Qingshan's voice was full of killing intent, "but once the day comes when you Demon Clan gather enough strength, you'll definitely make a comeback. At that time, it'll be a bloodbath again"
"That's why, cut the weeds and eliminate the roots to prevent future troubles!" Lu Qingshan said coldly.
The Human Clan cultivators obeyed Lu Qingshan's order and swarmed forward.
In the chaos, everything suddenly became empty. All sound disappeared, all cultivators and Demon Clan members also disintegrated like bubbles.
This was a blank world.
A figure appeared.
Dressed in black, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, his aura restrained.
It was Liu Han.
Lu Qingshan clasped his hands, "Greetings, Sect Master Liu"
"No need to be so polite, I'm just an afterimage," Liu Han said indifferently, "I left this afterimage to tell you two things"
"First, the Demon Clan had secretly contacted the Black Moon Sect Master and offered him the same conditions as the Master of the Human Clan. They wanted the Black Moon Sect Master to betray the Human Clan and help the Demon Clan win this battle.
The Black Moon Sect Master didn't agree … but he didn't refuse either.
If I hadn't killed him back then, the Black Moon Sect Master would have definitely betrayed the Human Clan because of his hatred. With this variable, the outcome of that battle would have been unknown.
This time, if he deserved to be killed, he must be killed.
Second, after the Demon Clan surrendered, I also chose to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. Because of this, thousands of Human Clan cultivators were injured or killed, and there were many complaints.
If I had chosen to accept the Demon Clan's surrender, I don't know if the final result would have been better than this.
I'm not sure if I deserved to be killed, but I must still kill. "
"Finally, I'll leave you with a word of advice: Sword cultivators don't fear killing. Even if you have sinned, you can kill with a sword. As long as you have a clear conscience"
Lu Qingshan said respectfully, "I've learned a lot."
Liu Han smiled warmly, and the afterimage gradually turned into tiny particles and dissipated.
.....
On the mountain peak.
Li Zhao and Yan Qingfeng also looked at Liu Han's disappearing shadow, deep in thought.
They had also heard the conversation between Liu Han and Lu Qingshan.
"Thirty percent of a man is evil, and thirty percent of a sword cultivator is murderous.
If he was a sword cultivator, he would need to cultivate some killing intent in his heart.
If they were too young, they would not have enough essence, energy, and spirit. If they were not sharp enough, it would be difficult for them to become great talents.
Too much would lead one to the wrong path, and one would suffer the backlash of bloodthirst.
Over the years, countless sword cultivators have come and gone from Mount Tai, but Lu Qingshan is the only one who has the right amount of murderous aura. "The Netherworld Hell Overlord commented.
Li Zhao and Yan Qingfeng looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
Even though Lu Qingshan was the first living person to ever set foot on Mount Tai, he was definitely not the first person to climb the mountain.
Over the years, countless sword cultivators had come and gone from Mount Tai, but none of them could satisfy the Netherworld Hell Overlord.
He did not expect that a sword cultivator who accidentally entered the Yellow Spring would become the only person to succeed in climbing the mountain.
"Your Excellency, your troubles for so many years can finally be solved." Li Zhao and Yan Qingfeng congratulated him.
The Netherworld Hell Overlord shook his head slightly. "It's not enough to pass your test. He still needs to pass my final test."
"Final test?" Li Zhao and Yan Qingfeng were puzzled.
The Netherworld Hell Overlord was not a sword cultivator.
As an outsider, how would he evaluate a sword cultivator?
"This boy has already passed the test of a sword cultivator's heart and character," the Netherworld Hell Overlord said slowly, "However, in the path of the sword, talent is equally important. Those without talent will find it difficult to achieve the path.
Hence, my final test will test his talent in the path of the sword! "
…
The blank world gradually lit up with colors.
The surrounding scenery gradually became visible, and the long and narrow mountain path of Mount Tai slowly appeared beneath Lu Qingshan's feet.
He looked up.
The peak of the mountain that he could not see before was now the last step.
Without any hesitation, Lu Qingshan strode forward.
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