Chapter 71: Artificial Ghost Soldiers (I)

A breeze blew through the flames on the altar, swaying slightly, cracking the dark yellow stage, blowing dust. Like a lonely traveler, Long Yu stepped on the stairs, each step was slow, and beads of sweat fell on his forehead.

A drop of water fell on the stairs, just a trace. In a moment, the trace of the water drop did not exist at all. The dark yellow stairs exuded the breath of time. Long Yu took a step down gently, standing on the stairs like a machine, looking at the dark surroundings, and the road under his feet could not see where the end was.

Long Yu continued to walk down the stairs, with only one thought in his mind: even if he died, he could not come back. This was driven by Long Yu's Dao force. As Long Yu walked up the stairs, he was thinking about what his Dao was and what path he was going to take with every step.

Long Yu looked at the stairs he had stepped on, and he had a slight understanding of his own path. It was not that he was not afraid of death, but that he kept going even though he knew he would die. This was a mentality that showed no fear of death.

Long Yu understood that the so-called cultivation is to cultivate the mind, not the size and depth of the spiritual consciousness, nor the strength of the skills, but a kind of self-awareness. Long Yu thought about what his sword was and what kind of sword it was.

Long Yu looked at the darkness around him, but still chose to jump out of the stairs. His body fell in the air, and he could not see the end of the world. Long Yu looked at the sword in his hand, "If you don't walk in front of death, you will walk on the road to death."

Long Yu turned his body, head down, holding the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword seemed to pierce the air. Two streams of air flowed around Long Yu, and Long Yu's eyes were firm, "Master, you can achieve the unity of man and sword." Long Yu looked at the sword in his hand and nodded. "I am not the unity of man and sword, I just know that my sword is me, and I am the sword. We are both on the road to death."

A dot appeared in front of him, and Long Yu stabbed towards it with the sword. He had only one thought in his mind, "Death is not scary. What is scary is that you are not brave enough to face death." This is Long Yu's way, and it is also the path that Long Yuyao chose to take.

Dust rose from a bluestone slab, and the breeze blew away the dust. His head was full of white hair, his left eye was emitting purple light, and his right eye was emitting white light. His eyes were shaking with a look of death, and he was wearing a blue robe.

Long Yu walked out of the dust and looked at the body on the ground, which was emitting a dark smell. The flesh on the body was rotten and the clothes on the body were even more tattered. Long Yu walked towards the body. A foul smell was in the air. Long Yu used his left hand to fan his nose continuously, trying to dispel the stench.

Long Yu approached the corpse, holding an invisible sword in his hand, and poked the corpse. Long Yu took a look and felt like vomiting. (You can imagine how disgusting a rotting corpse is.) Long Yu walked past the corpse and took a look at it.

Long Yu quickly jumped to the left, holding an invisible sword in his right hand, as if he was facing a great enemy. The corpse in front of him stood in front of Long Yu, and Long Yu had to be careful. Although he was ready to die, he didn't dare to be so decisive when he saw the abnormality of the rotting corpse.

The bone mountain made a gurgling sound. Long Yu held the sword in front of him, and the corpse in front of him shook his head left and right. Looking at the five black holes on the head, he saw endless darkness. Long Yu stabbed at the corpse's forehead, and the corpse didn't know when a shield appeared on its left hand to block Long Yu's stabbing sword.

After Long Yu rolled in the air and landed on the ground, he took two steps back to stand firmly. The corpse slapped the shield three times with his right hand, and pointed the knife at Long Yu, as if to say something. Long Yu didn't know. Long Yu stood in front of the corpse, with the tip of the sword facing the corpse. "You are fearless in a green robe, Long Yu."

The corpse nodded to Long Yu, as if he understood. A breeze blew, stirring the dust on the ground. Long Yu took two quick steps and jumped into the air. The tip of his sword stabbed at the corpse's forehead with a fearless aura. Long Yu stabbed into the air with his sword. The corpse rolled on the ground, and Long Yu was kicked in the stomach by the corpse.

Long Yu rolled in the air and touched his stomach. He could not feel any damage. When Long Yu was still stunned, he suddenly felt a sad breath coming from his head. Long Yu dodged to the right. His forehead was covered with sweat. Long Yu was even more shocked by the attack of the corpse. Fortunately, Long Yu reacted a little faster, otherwise he would have been split in half.

Long Yu bent down to avoid the oncoming attack from the corpse, and stabbed the empty part of the corpse's stomach with the sword in his hand. Long Yu's speed was still not fast enough, and the corpse blocked the attack with its shield. Long Yu took two steps back under the attack of the corpse, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and touched his chest with his left hand.

Feeling a wave of sadness coming, Long Yu shook his head and tried to drive away the sadness. The sadness on his body continued to spread to Long Yu. Long Yu held the sword in front of him and watched the corpse's knife slash at him again. Long Yu didn't care about driving away the sadness, and pointed his right sword at the corpse, and a huge sword blocked Long Yu's way.

The corpse's knife chopped directly on Long Yu's giant sword, and the giant sword in front of Long Yu was directly shattered. Long Yu's body was subjected to a huge force, and he retreated thirteen steps before he could stand firm. His right hand kept shaking, and Long Yu felt a strong force hitting him. Long Yu finally understood why only force can destroy. "In the world of martial arts, only speed can not be broken, only force can destroy, and only firmness can not be knocked down.

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Long Yu looked at his fingers, and kept repeating this sentence. The corpse in front of him pressed his left neck and ran over quickly. Long Yu made a Tai Chi gesture in front of his chest, and a Tai Chi double fish block was waiting in front of Long Yu.

He watched helplessly as the corpse's knife chopped at the Tai Chi Pisces. A sizzling sound was heard, and Long Yu watched his legs turn into purple flames, kneeling on the ground with two spider-web-like cracks on the ground. Long Yu's body fell backwards, and a look of fear flashed across his eyes.

Just a hint of fear, Long Yu showed in the moment when the corpse opposite him was afraid, but it was quickly covered up by fearlessness. Long Yu watched the purple flames on his feet condense into bones again, and the tendons and veins in his body were repaired again.

Long Yu looked at his body with puzzled eyes. Except for his blood, all other parts belonged to the green-haired woman. Long Yu was puzzled as to what the green-haired woman had transformed him into. "Master, now the only thing left of you is your soul and blood. Your consciousness was created with the help of others." Long Yu was even more shocked when he heard Zong Ling's voice. "Ying, you are awake. Think about how to deal with this rotten corpse."

"Master, you are lucky to be alive. Since the ghost soldiers from the underworld are here, this is a modified corpse. It is only at the body-building stage." After hearing what Zong Ling said, Long Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, "What the hell, they are all body-building masters, and I am the only one who knows the earth. There is a difference of two levels. How can I play?"

"Master, you are five levels short, not two. It's a miracle that you are still alive." As soon as Long Yu heard the voice of the ancestor spirit, he quickly rolled on the ground to avoid the attack of the corpse. Long Yu pressed his left hand on the ground, his body soared into the air, and his right hand made a sword in front of his chest, making a circle in the air. Long Yu pushed with his right hand, and countless swords hit the corpse.

All of Long Yu's swords were blocked by the corpse's shield. The corpse retreated two steps. Long Yu fell to the ground, holding a Bagua Shuanglong sword in his left hand and an invisible sword in his right hand. Long Yu ran towards the corpse, his whole body exuding a fearless aura.

Long Yu jumped in the air and crossed his two swords, two streams of transparent water, slashing at the corpse. A cross of white mist appeared on the corpse's shield. Long Yu appeared on the ground, and after seeing the corpse, he took two steps back, and there was no scratch on the shield.

Long Yu began to feel a little annoyed, since his sword moves were of no use at all. Long Yu was even more dissatisfied with himself, he clearly thought it was good enough, but since it had no effect at all, Long Yu felt tormented.

Long Yu held the sword with both hands, and pointed it at the corpse in the shape of a cross. The two beams of light from the cross hit the corpse. The corpse blocked Long Yu's cross with its shield again. The water hatred of the cross on the shield was left, and there was no more. Long Yu had to wonder if his strength was not enough.

Long Yu quickly ran towards the corpse, slashed at it with his right hand, and stabbed its shield with his left hand. Long Yu was knocked back five steps by the corpse's shield, and the knife in front of him appeared above his head. Long Yu felt a chill in his heart, and crossed his hands to hold the sword above his head.

Long Yu's knees turned into two purple flames again, the sword in his right hand turned into a fragment, and the Bagua Shuanglong Sword in his left hand kept shaking. Long Yu looked at the corpse still sinking, and saw a strong sad sword intent slashing at the head, and Long Yu's silver hair kept floating in the air.

A voice came from Long Yu's mind, "If you hold on, you can withstand this blow." Long Yu almost bit his lips, and his hands were covered with sweat. Long Yu pulled back his right hand and stabbed the corpse's belly. Long Yu couldn't understand why his sword pierced the corpse's bones and broke them.

Long Yu hesitated for a moment, and his body was split in half by the corpse. Purple flames appeared in the middle of Long Yu's body. When the corpse was pulled back, the bones on both sides naturally fused together, and the tendons in his body were connected again. Long Yu began to be curious about his own body. What did the green-haired woman use to make him immortal?