Chapter 360: Taishang Laojun bless Wudang Mountain! (5000 words)
There are already a lot of people in the market.

The female fairies stood in rows, wearing either heavy or light makeup, looking quite stunning. Most of them were women from the Rakshasa tribe, and some were transformed monsters.

In front of them was a row of stalls, on which were displayed a wide variety of talismans, magic tools, and elixirs.

Although there were many people in the market, it was not noisy.

It seemed as if everyone had a premonition that a great change was about to happen, and everyone was anxiously and patiently waiting for this drastic change.

What shocked Taixuan was not these female fairies.

But it was the beautiful woman on the high platform in the market town.

He held a magic weapon in his hand and introduced it incessantly: "This is a high-end protective magic weapon. It comes from the Iron Refining Mountain and has been refined by the fire of the earth's core for a thousand years."

"Does Liantieshan know that the fire used by the weapon-refining holy land in Northern Juluzhou is the fire from the immortal volcano?"

"Do you know whose territory the Immortal Volcano belongs to? It is the territory of the demon clan's great saint Kong Xuan. Kong Xuan is the son of the Yuan Feng, and the Yuan Feng is sleeping in the Immortal Volcano. The fire that flows out of the Immortal Volcano carries a wisp of Phoenix essence. Such high-end protective magic weapons cannot be bought even if you queue up in Northern Juluzhou. Once refined, they are all supplied exclusively to the Wa Palace."

"But~"

The beautiful woman paused and said, "This time, your Wudang Mountain Master is cooperating with my Luosha City, so I will sell this top-grade protective magic weapon to you to help you get through the killing calamity safely."

There was a sudden cheer from below.

People were crowded together, all craning their necks.

People kept pushing in.

Taixuan's field of vision became narrower and narrower, and he gradually couldn't see the stage clearly. In the end, he could only see the backs and stretched necks of his fellow disciples.

Suddenly, the students in front of them burst into a huge noise and all looked up at the sky.

Taixuan looked in that direction and discovered a familiar beam of light.

The escaping light landed on the high platform. The figure held a sword in one hand and a large earthenware jar with a rope in the other, which could hold about five or six pounds of wine.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he poured the wine into his mouth and ate it as if no one was around, not even caring about the wine spilling on his Taoist robe on his chest.

This is the Drunken Immortal, a famous mountain chief in Wudang Mountain. He has been an immortal for three hundred years and loves drinking.

On weekdays, he is responsible for collecting offerings from disciples in various caves.

Taixuan hated this person the most, especially his red trough nose. He felt that seeing this red color meant that the talisman he had worked so hard to draw would have to be handed over.

The beautiful woman pointed at the Drunken Immortal and said, "Does the Immortal from Wudang Mountain have any doubts about my magic weapon? The magic weapon in my hand is absolutely genuine and can withstand ten attacks from the Immortal. As for those below the Immortal, it is even more difficult for them to do anything with this magic weapon."

Then, she called a female fairy beside her to control the magic weapon.

It was a magical weapon like a discus. In the hands of the female fairy, it suddenly flew up and protected her body.

"Please ask the Immortal to test the treasure."

The way of a beautiful woman.

The Wine Immortal rubbed his red nose and said sternly, "I will not stop. If you want to sell the magic weapon to my disciples, you must pass my test first. What if this magic weapon cannot withstand my full strength attack ten times?"

"We promise to compensate you tenfold if the product is fake. If you can't handle it, we are willing to compensate you with ten top-quality magic weapons."

"Okay, if you dare to break your promise, I will attack Luosha City and make that Iron Luosha give an explanation to Wudang Mountain."

Said the wine immortal.

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "The Luosha City Caravan is traveling in the wild. You fellow Taoists are like brothers and sisters to us. How could we deceive our family? Moreover, don't you think the Immortal Master can trust the golden signboard of our Luosha City Caravan?"

"You won't know if you believe it until you try it!"

After the Drunken Immortal finished speaking, he flew his sword boldly.

Every strike seemed to drain the spiritual energy of the people within a few miles, making it difficult for the many disciples below the stage to breathe.

The discus blocked every sword attack.

“Clang clang clang~~”

Fire splattered.

After ten strikes, the discus was covered with dents, but it could still be controlled.

The crowd was silent at first, and then burst into loud noise.

Everyone rushed forward, took out the prepared materials, and wanted to exchange them for magic weapons.

"Brothers and sisters, fellow Taoists, seniors, don't be anxious. Are you going to buy such a powerful magic weapon without knowing the price? What if you can't afford it~"

The beautiful woman waved her hand.

Every frown and smile of hers touches people's hearts.

Unconsciously, they felt that the person in front of them was extremely sincere, as if he was really their closest person.

"This kind of powerful magic weapon, even if it is a post-natal spiritual treasure, is only so powerful. Give me ten first."

The Drunken Immortal spoke suddenly.

The beautiful woman apologized, "I'm sorry, Immortal Master. We are selling our magic weapon this time to help our brothers and sisters survive the killing calamity. Senior, you have a high level of cultivation, so please don't compete with these disciples for opportunities."

"Don't want ten, just one will do."

"Not even one, this is for my family, please forgive me, senior~"

"You little girl, aren't you afraid of me?"

The wine immortal said angrily.

The beautiful woman bowed and said, "For the sake of the vast number of lower-level disciples, even if I die, I will fight for a glimmer of hope for them in this massacre."

"Great! The Rakshasa Caravan is indeed great!"

There was a sudden roar from the audience.

Then everyone started roaring in unison.

Taixuan was also encouraged and roared along.

We must not let down the people who care about them.

He was delighted when he saw the Drunken Immortal on the stage being humiliated.

The Drunken Immortal's face turned pale: "You are my disciples of Wudang Mountain. How can you disobey your master like this? I am only thinking about you!"

He thought of something and said, "For such a powerful magic weapon, you will definitely ask for a very high price, so that I, a disciple of Wudang Mountain, will have to spend all my wealth and borrow money from my fellow disciples to afford it."

"Crack~"

The beautiful woman snapped her fingers, and a tall monster with a bull's head and a human body walked onto the stage. Its fierce aura immediately made people feel nervous.

Judging from his cultivation level, he is actually a great demon comparable to an earthly immortal.

She introduced, "This is the Grandmaster of Liantie Mountain, named Senior Ou Ye Si Ou. He used to be a boy in Tushita Palace and learned 30% of the weapon refining skills of Taishang Laojun, so he was able to refine such a powerful magic weapon. So I would like to ask Senior Ou how much materials it takes to refine this magic weapon."

The bull demon spoke in a muffled voice and counted the materials one by one by bending the bull's hooves.

"Discount price: three thousand high-quality spiritual jades."

The people below listened and gasped in shock. The magic weapons made from these materials were simply not something they could afford.

Taixuan's heart sank. After selling the talismans and elixirs he brought with him, he could only exchange them for more than a hundred pieces of high-quality spiritual jade.

This is almost all the wealth of him and his senior brother.

The Drunken Immortal laughed sarcastically, "My prediction was correct. This thing is simply not something that a Wudang Mountain disciple can afford. Even I have to pay this price. It's a huge loss for me. Luosha is really a dishonest merchant."

"Boom~"

The woman stamped her feet and said, "Senior, this price makes it very difficult for us in Luosha City to sell! How about this, I'll give you a price, ninety-nine pieces of top-grade spiritual jade."

The bull demon's eyes immediately turned red: "Absolutely not, this is the lifeblood of our Iron Refining Mountain, you are going to destroy our Iron Refining Mountain."

"Why not? For these brothers and sisters, our Luosha City is willing to risk everything. If you have the guts, go to Luosha City and confront our city lord, Iron Luosha!"

The beautiful woman said this in awe, and her words were not a bargain, but an order.

The bull demon struggled and wanted to attack, but it waved its finger and two guards suppressed it.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The wine immortal looked incredulous.

He then rushed over like a madman: "I want a hundred of these magic weapons!"

The beautiful woman raised a finger and shook it left and right: "I said I won't sell it to you. This is the hope of survival for thousands of brothers and sisters at the bottom of society."

The Wine Immortal stamped his feet in anger and said in a hateful voice: "Just wait for me, I will make sure that your market cannot continue to operate. Don't forget, this is my territory of Wudang Mountain."

Then, he turned into a beam of light and disappeared.

The beautiful woman looked at the Taoists who were waiting eagerly in the audience and said, "My fellow Taoists, we have to consider the cultivators from other sects when we buy these magic weapons, so we limit the sale to 100 pieces. First come, first served. You can buy this magic weapon at the stall next to you. By the way, your master might come and smash up the market at any time, and you won't be able to buy it then."

The voice just fell.

Countless Taoists crowded forward, scrambling to take out supplies, fearing that they would be slow and the treasure would be bought by others.

Taixuan also squeezed in the crowd. His originally short stature became an advantage at this time. He emptied out all the elixirs and talismans on his body and exchanged them for a magic weapon.

He held the discus in his hands, feeling excited, and was ready to run back to share the treasure with his senior brother.

At the same time, he also learned the name of the beautiful woman on the stage, her name was Yang Yang Yang.

She is really a fairy! Her name is also very interesting.

Along the way, Taixuan saw that everyone was very excited.

It was as if they all bought treasures.

"Isn't it limited edition?"

Taixuan was puzzled. There were three thousand disciples in Wudang Mountain. Judging from the current situation, at least half of them had bought it.

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Three days later, the sect sent disciples to guard the mine.

Taixuan watched his senior brother leave with the magic weapon.

Half of the 3,000 disciples of Wudang Mountain were gone.

In less than half a day, a disciple came back covered in blood.

"Dead, all dead. What the hell is this protective magic weapon? It's like paper, it breaks at the touch of a finger!"

The remaining disciples were immediately enraged and clamored for their masters to take charge and ask the Rakshasa caravan for an explanation. Taixuan was among them.

He was supposed to be the one to defend the mine this time, but his senior brother said that his cultivation was still shallow, so he asked him to stay in the cave.

"It was me who killed my brother!"

Taixuan felt very guilty.

His eyebrows were twitching and his whole body was burning as if it was burning in a raging fire.

It felt as if there were sparks shining on every hair.

His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a rattling sound.

Taixuan looked confused for a moment. He didn't know when he had forgotten the woman's appearance and only remembered ~!

"Rakshasa~"

But his cultivation was low, and even if he found the Rakshasa caravan, it would be difficult for him to avenge his senior brother.

The same goes for the other disciples, they are all mortals who cannot become immortals.

Even if they form a group, they won't be very powerful.

They were counting on the masters to step forward, but for some reason, they gave up.

No one stepped forward, so Taixuan decided to do it himself.

There are twelve immortals in Wudang Mountain.

Musical instruments, chess, books, paintings, tea, wine, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Taixuan’s master is the painting immortal.

He went to find his master.

Seeing that Master’s cave was filled with top-grade spiritual jades, Master was using countless top-grade spiritual jades to draw a formation.

Taixuan recognized this formation.

Xuanji defensive formation.

Once the formation is completed, it can only be broken by a Golden Immortal if one has enough spiritual power.

"Master, Senior Brother~"

Taixuan said sadly, but was interrupted by the Painting Immortal just when he was halfway through.

"When the killing calamity is over, Master will go and avenge him. Don't be anxious, don't be anxious~"

The painting immortal answered casually.

He was so focused on the formation that he didn't even glance at Taixuan.

Taixuan left.

The master is too busy to take care of the revenge for his senior brother.

He went to find several other uncles and aunts.

Immortal Chai hates evil very much in Wudang Mountain, so he should be able to take care of it.

Taixuan wanted to pay a visit, but the boy guarding the gate was a snob and was too lazy to report unless he had a treasure to offer.

Taixuan could only return to the cave and collect the top-grade spiritual pen he used to draw talismans and present it to the boy. This was the foundation of his life, but he was willing to give everything to avenge his senior brother.

At this point, Taixuan was able to enter the cave and pay homage.

The cave of Immortal Chai was filled with the smell of cosmetics. When he entered, he saw several familiar-looking female fairies sitting around Immortal Chai.

But Taixuan couldn't remember where he had seen it for a moment.

There was a foul and strange smell in the cave. The faces of the female fairies were flushed, and they looked at Taixuan with eyes that seemed to be dripping with water.

Chai Xianren, who was sitting in the middle, had dishevelled clothes, as if he had not expected anyone to come in, and he put on his clothes in a hurry.

"That boy is terrible. He didn't even consider the time and just let someone in without thinking."

Chai Xianren muttered.

Taixuan made his intention clear, threatening to fight to the death with the Rakshasa clan, and wanted to ask Immortal Chai to do justice.

Immortal Chai's face changed: "What kind of justice is this? Good fortune and misfortune come from nowhere. It's just a matter of worrying about one's own fault. When has the sect ever guaranteed that the magic weapon is real? The disciples of the mountain sect died at the hands of the rival sect, but it has nothing to do with Luosha City."

"But the wine immortal said that it was true~"

Taixuan argued.

"How dare you! How dare you speak nonsense about your teacher!"

Immortal Chai was furious.

With a wave of his sleeves, Taixuan was knocked away with blood flowing from his mouth.

"Fight to the death with Luosha City? This disciple is really arrogant!"

A female fairy laughed sweetly.

Immortal Chai's face was instantly filled with panic, and he looked at the female demon. She was from the Rakshasa clan, and the female Rakshasa was the most beautiful, making him unable to let go of her.

His cultivation gave him some confidence, and he said with all his might, "It's all nonsense from my disciples."

"Your Wudang Mountain is a human sect, and the ancestor you respect is Taishang Laojun, but our city lord and Taishang Laojun~"

The female Rakshasa had something in mind.

Immortal Chai felt a chill down his spine. "That Taixuan is not a disciple of Mount Wudang at all. He is the son of Queen Shansheng, the king of Jingle Country. He is just staying at my mountain gate to practice Taoism."

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Taixuan crawled back into the cave. He was seriously injured and it would take some time to recover.

He remembered why the female fairies in Immortal Chai's cave looked familiar. He had seen them in the market town of the Rakshasa caravan.

Then he thought of the mountains of spiritual jade in his master’s cave.

Taixuan understood something, but didn't understand it.

My senior brother once said that the great god who was in charge of the List of Gods was named Yang Jian. He was a living god of killing. Countless lives had died at his hands, and he was entangled in endless karma to the point of igniting karmic fire.

Taixuan also wanted to be a killing god at this moment. He felt that he would no longer be indecisive. Some things deserved to die.

It was quiet in the cave.

There has been no other sound since the rat died.

But Taixuan felt that the mouse didn't seem to be dead.

Because he always felt that there was an eye watching him in secret.

Maybe it’s the wronged ghost of my senior brother who has returned.

Without waiting for Taixuan to rest.

Then a talisman flew over, coming from his master Huaxianren.

When he probed with his spiritual sense, he suddenly found that this was the talisman to expel him from the mountain gate.

Taixuan could only hold up his sick body and pack his luggage.

Taixuan decided to leave the cave with his senior brother's alchemy furnace on his back.

This is his senior brother's relic. He knows his senior brother's background, and he wants to send his senior brother's relic back.

As soon as he put the alchemy furnace on his back, a voice suddenly rang in his ears: "You look like you want to kill someone?"

"Bang~"

The alchemy furnace fell to the ground.

Tai Xuan looked around in panic: "Who is talking?"

"Look here, idiot."

Taixuan looked over when he heard the sound and was shocked to find that the eyes on the alchemy furnace were blinking.

He said in horror: "What the hell are you!"

"Thing? I'm not a thing, no! I'm... you little brat. You almost fooled me into this. Now let me tell you that I'm the Killing Eye - the Wudang Eye. Your senior brother relied on me to reach that level of cultivation. Just think about it, isn't your senior brother faster, more, and better at refining pills than others?"

"seems like it."

"That guy is dead, and now no one has avenged him. He is so pitiful. The poor guy entered this ruthless mountain gate. When the killing disaster came, the mountain gate wanted to clear out the disciples who were like encumbrances. It's a pity for a group of disciples without balls. If I see a guy with balls, I will definitely give him an opportunity."

Taixuan looked at the strange alchemy furnace with some fear in his heart, but then he remembered that this was his senior brother's relic, and he felt a little braver.

He was no longer indecisive.

Tai Xuan looked determined: "I will avenge my brother!"

"Oh? You have balls?"

The twelve-year-old Taixuan took off his pants upon hearing this: "Yes!"

"Interesting! That's you!"

The eyes on the alchemy furnace were smiling so hard that they couldn't open. Golden thunder and cloud characters were spreading on them, and it seemed that something was brewing.

"Bang~"

With a loud bang, the lid of the alchemy furnace burst open and a golden pill floated out.

Taixuan smelled a medicinal fragrance, which instantly made his limbs feel lighter and his cultivation level was greatly improved. He subconsciously reached out to take it.

The eyes on the alchemy furnace suddenly appeared on the pill: "This is the top-notch pill that your senior brother spent a lot of effort to refine. After taking it, you can become an immortal on the spot and reach the realm of heavenly immortals. But~you can't turn back. From now on, only killing, exterminating evil, and exterminating demons are your path."

"Boom~"

Outside the cave, calamity clouds gathered.

The twelve immortals of Wudang Mountain were all startled. They came out of their caves and looked at the calamity clouds in the sky.

The twelve immortals looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Immortal Chai said, "How could a disciple become an immortal at a time like this? The Supreme Lord must have blessed our Wudang Mountain! I wonder which disciple has such a good fortune!"

(End of this chapter)