Chapter 361: Meet the Grandmaster of Demon-Subduing! (4000 words)
Thunder struck down, raising a cloud of dust.

The Twelve Immortals of Wudang Mountain concentrated and held their breath, waiting for the dust to settle.

The Painting Immortal discovered something was wrong: "The aura of the Taoism of the person who is undergoing the tribulation is a little strange. The ordinary heavenly tribulation of becoming an immortal should not be so powerful."

"This is not the heavenly tribulation of an immortal, this is the heavenly tribulation of a Daluo celestial being who has become an immortal through practicing the Xuanmen Orthodox Method!"

The Drunken Immortal said with a serious expression.

He likes to travel around the wild and has a wide range of knowledge.

"There is no orthodox Dharma inheritance in our mountain sect. Where did the orthodox Dharma of the Xuanmen come from? The place where the person who transcended the tribulation is located looks like the cave of Hua Daoyou's disciple~"

"You are not doubting that I have inherited the righteous Dharma, are you? If I had the opportunity to inherit the righteous Dharma, why would I follow you and do such dirty things?"

The painting immortal asked back.

"That's fine too. This person has a great heritage. If we can make friends with him, he might be able to help us survive the calamity."

The wine Taoist spoke slowly.

The Twelve Immortals looked at each other and nodded in unison. They could all see a hint of gloom on each other's brows.

They are all people who practice Taoism, so they naturally understand what this means.

This is a sign of an evil star at work. A bloody disaster is imminent and you cannot guard against it.

In this killing calamity, they exploited their disciples and used them to gain benefits in order to survive the killing calamity because they discovered that their respective fortunes were not good more than a month ago.

The dust cleared, revealing a tall figure.

His face seemed unfamiliar to the Twelve Immortals.

Only the Immortal Painter could find a hint of familiarity in his face.

He didn't take it seriously because that kind of thing would never happen.

The twelve immortals left together, and the Immortal Painter bowed and said, "Congratulations to you for surviving the heavenly tribulation and achieving the status of a Daluo Heavenly Immortal. You look unfamiliar, and I wonder where you are from."

The tall man grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

Before he could even open his mouth, the Twelve Immortals all felt a chill in their hearts, sensing that something was wrong.

"Master, you don't recognize me!"

Taixuan spoke slowly.

All the immortals stared at the Immortal Painting, their eyes full of inquiry: "Fellow Daoist Painting, what else do you have to say?"

"You are~"

The Painting Immortal hesitated and looked carefully. The idea that he had hidden suddenly jumped out at this moment. The moment it appeared, it occupied his entire consciousness, making his heart agitated and his spirit tremble.

"Tai Xuan?"

The Painted Immortal's voice trembled.

Taixuan looked at his naked body. Under the heavenly calamity, all his clothes turned to ashes. Now he was naked, and the whiteness was blinding.

After surviving the heavenly tribulation, he was no longer the twelve-year-old boy. His body was straight and upright, nine feet tall, completely different from the little bean sprout he had originally been.

No wonder the master didn’t recognize him.

"Yes, I am Taixuan."

The twelve immortals looked at each other in bewilderment. They could never have imagined that that little disciple could become a Daluo celestial immortal in the blink of an eye.

Considering that they have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, they are only at the human immortal realm at this moment.

They looked at each other and saw the deep meaning in each other's eyes.

"Good good!"

The Painting Immortal laughed loudly: "My disciple has made great progress. The teacher's teachings over the years have not been in vain."

While he was speaking, the Twelve Immortals formed a formation without a trace and surrounded Taixuan in the center.

The Painting Immortal said, "My good disciple, it seems that you have encountered an extraordinary opportunity. I'm afraid that you will be the leader of Wudang Mountain in the future. I wonder what kind of opportunity you have encountered? Can you tell Master?"

Tai Xuan nodded and said seriously, "It is indeed a great opportunity. I found the elixir refined by my senior brother in his legacy elixir furnace. The moment I smelled the elixir, I began to break through. After swallowing the elixir, the heavenly tribulation came. The thunder tribulation helped me refine the elixir. There are still some of my senior brother's elixir left. I was about to give it to Master. After all, Tai Xuan has not forgotten Master's kindness. And all the uncles and uncles, if it weren't for the protection of the mountain gate, Tai Xuan would not have come this far."

"Where is the pill?"

The Painting Immortal asked excitedly.

"It's in the cave. I'll take Master to get it."

Taixuan leaped and jumped into the cave.

The Painting Immortal was very excited at this moment. When he thought that he might also have a share in the opportunity, he immediately flew up into the cave.

After the two left.

The Wine Immortal said, "This elixir must not fall into the hands of Daoist Hua. If he gets this opportunity, there will be no place for us to stay in Wudang Mountain."

The immortals all agreed and flew to the front of the cave.

It was broad daylight at this time, but the cave was pitch black, as if the sunlight could not penetrate.

Just as the immortals were about to go in, a smell of blood suddenly wafted out, causing them to stop in their tracks, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Da da da~"

The sound of footsteps came from the dark cave, and each one seemed to be stepping on the hearts of the immortals.

Taixuan walked out of the cave covered in blood.

"Master Taixuan, where is your master?"

The wine Taoist asked.

Tai Xuan grinned: "I heard that after the death of a living being with cultivation, the soul will be collected by the Conferred God List. I just saw it and it is indeed true!"

The immortals realized that something was wrong. The Painting Immortal died silently at the hands of Taixuan.

Taixuan is at the level of a celestial immortal. Originally, the twelve immortals had a combined attack formation that could deal with Taixuan, but the Painting Immortal was already dead at this time, and they could not withstand Taixuan's attack even if they joined forces.

They were in a dilemma for a while.

The Painting Immortal was one of the immortals who founded Wudang Mountain together with them. Now that he has died, they should avenge him.

But Taixuan's cultivation level made them unable to muster the will to resist.

At this moment, the Drunken Immortal suddenly said, "Good kill! It's really a good thing for such a wicked man to be included in the Conferred God List."

Seeing Taixuan looking at him in confusion.

He continued, "Taixuan, you don't know that after we discovered that our foreheads were black more than a month ago, we felt that we were doomed to die, so we discussed how to deal with it. The uncles and aunts wanted to close the mountain and avoid the world, but your master, the Immortal Painting Master, had a different opinion. He insisted on his own way and threatened us to join his plan by relying on his control over the mountain gate formation, which led to the tragic deaths of half of the disciples."

Tai Xuan's heart trembled, and he continued to ask: "What plan?"

"This plot is no longer a secret. It was previously only circulated among the high-ranking members of our side sects. However, the people we worship at Mount Wudang are the Three Pure Ones. How could they use such vicious means?"

The wine immortal spoke to himself.

Taixuan frowned, and unleashed his cultivation without reservation, using his enormous magical power to the point where all the immortals trembled with fear.

The Drunken Immortal did not dare to fool around and could only speak honestly: “There is a rumor circulating in the prehistoric world that as long as there are enough people who are prepared to bear the calamity and the Investiture of the Gods List is filled, the calamity will subside. So as long as the major sects send their disciples to the Investiture of the Gods List, the Investiture of the Gods List can be filled.

Your master wanted to let the disciples of Wudang Mountain face the calamity. If it were just that simple, then that would be fine. But he is extremely vicious and actually wants to use the disciples to exchange for some resources to help him survive the calamity. He teamed up with the Rakshasa caravan to harm the disciples of the mountain gate~"

At this point, Tai Xuan clenched his fists tightly and said, "So, even if you uncles and aunts were not the instigators, you would sit back and watch half of the disciples die?"

"it's not true."

The Drunken Immortal defended himself, "I was really testing the treasures that Luosha had taken out for the sake of the disciples of the mountain gate. Who could have expected that only the treasures he had taken out were real? And after the disciples suffered heavy casualties, we also joined forces to put pressure on Luosha City and made it pay the price."

"What price?"

"We confiscated the materials obtained by the Rakshasa caravan and ordered them to apologize."

"In that case, all the uncles and aunts are really kind-hearted."

Tai Xuan seemed to be convinced and said with emotion. Suddenly, he changed the subject and looked at Immortal Chai: "But I saw several Rakshasa women in Uncle Chai's cave before. I came by chance and happened to run into Uncle and the Rakshasa woman practicing together. Could this be the price paid by the Rakshasa caravan?"

Immortal Chai turned pale, and he tried to defend himself, "Yes, Luosha City was in the wrong, so they sent several of their people to the mountain gate for the many disciples of the mountain gate to enjoy. Dual cultivation is the great way to ascend to immortality. Those Luosha women are the assets of all the disciples of my mountain gate, and everyone can enjoy them. Uncle Master, I am just keeping them temporarily, and checking whether the Luoshas have planted a hidden hand to harm my disciples."

"What Master said makes some sense."

Taixuan nodded.

"If you like them, I will send those women to your cave."

Chai Xianren said.

As soon as these words were spoken, the other immortals became anxious and asked, "Why are you showing goodwill so quickly?"

They also took out their treasures to please Taixuan.

Tai Xuan picked and chose: "Master uncles have a lot of treasures~"

He picked up one of the magic swords, which was a treasure taken out by the Drunken Immortal.

"Junior Brother, you have good vision. This magic weapon is a post-natal high-grade spiritual treasure with extraordinary power. It is not a disgrace in the hands of Junior Brother."

The wine immortal said.

Tai Xuan: "When did you get this magic sword, Uncle? I have never heard of Uncle having such a powerful magic weapon before."

The Drunken Immortal's face froze and he hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

"Could it be that this is also the price paid by that Rakshasa?"

"That's right! There are still a lot of spiritual jades in your master's cave. He committed many evil things and died in your hands. It can be regarded as justice for the heaven. Those spiritual jades have become ownerless and belong to nephew. They can help nephew stabilize his cultivation. It can be regarded as a blessing for the evil cultivator of Painting Immortal."

The wine immortal said hurriedly.

"Interesting~ Who cares about those dead disciples?"

Taixuan held the magic sword in his hand and waved it casually, and a mountain next to him was immediately split into two.

All the immortals shrank their heads at the same time. They felt a chill on their necks, as if the sword had just hit them on the head.

Taixuan held the sword at his side and tapped the sword with his fingers.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

The crisp sound of swords rang out rhythmically.

Every strike made the immortals' minds more tense, cold sweat poured down their cheeks, and their legs trembled.

The Drunken Immortal wanted to cry but had no tears. His originally red nose was now pale. "We also have our own difficulties. After all, the dead cannot be resurrected. We still have to consider the living disciples. The killing calamity is approaching. With these materials and magic weapons, Wudang Mountain can be more stable."

"Rakshasa came and took away resources. Although half of the disciples of Wudang Mountain died, Uncle Jiu got such a powerful spiritual treasure, Uncle Chai got a beautiful woman to practice with, and all the uncles got satisfactory treasures. Under the killing calamity, the future of Wudang Mountain is indeed bright."

Taixuan sighed.

He seemed to have let go of his hatred and became more calm.

"What you said makes sense. From now on, I will be respected in Wudang Mountain. The title of nephew is not appropriate. I should call you Taoist friend. I don't know how to address you. Do you have any name you like?"

All the immortals felt relieved and the smiles on their faces became natural.

The crisis has subsided, and it seems that Taixuan has let go of his worries.

They have begun to look forward to the Wudang Mountain, guarded by the immortals, to intimidate the surrounding sects and obtain more resources.

"I have made up my mind to slay the evil, destroy the demons, and subdue the monsters. The killing calamity is coming, and the prehistoric demons are multiplying. I will first call myself the Demon-Slayer. What do you think, uncle masters?"

"Very good, very good. Your celestial realm is already very important in the prehistoric world. The prosperity of Wudang Mountain depends on you. From now on, we disciples of the mountain sect will respect you as the Grandmaster of Subduing Demons."

The wine immortal flattered.

"Master, great advice!"

Tai Xuan bowed and said, "In that case, my nephew will take action to destroy the demon and let the world know my name."

The Drunken Immortal was embarrassed when he heard this: "It is difficult to find a demon. It will take a long time for you to travel through the wilderness to find a demon. I think it is better for you to stay in the mountain and guard the mountain gate."

Tai Xuan shook his head: "There is no need to travel through the wilderness, the devil is not far away."

"Oh? Where is the devil?"

"It's in Wudang Mountain."

"Wudang Mountain? You must be joking. With us here, there is no place for the devil to hide in Wudang Mountain."

The wine immortal laughed.

"Ahahaha~ Junior-Martial Nephew really knows how to joke."

All the immortals laughed in unison.

As they laughed, they saw Taixuan remained silent, so their voices gradually quieted down and the smiles froze on their faces.

The Wine Immortal cautiously asked, "My nephew, you don't think that the uncles and uncles are demons, do you?"

"How is that possible! I was just joking with my uncles."

Taixuan smiled.

All the immortals breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been reborn, and were about to say something with a smile.

The next moment, Tai Xuan said in a cold voice: "I lied to you."

The sword light surged, and he attacked fiercely.

Heads flew up one after another.

A beam of light suddenly flew up and rushed towards the sky.

Tai Xuan looked surprised and flew after him: "Master Chai is very capable and has a secret technique of flying head?"

He suddenly attacked just now, and those uncles and aunts didn't have time to react, and eleven heads fell off their bodies at the same time.

Only this Immortal Chai turned his head around and returned to his body.

Immortal Chai was horrified: "Taixuan, you have no intention of respecting your teacher! You disobeyed the rules of the human sect, killed your teacher, and betrayed your teacher and ancestors. If the Taoist Ancestor knew about this, he would definitely kill you."

He wanted to suppress Taixuan morally in order to buy a chance of survival.

Tai Xuan's expression was stern and cold: "Respecting teachers and honoring virtues, I had those things before, and many disciples of Wudang Mountain also had them. These rules have become your means of selling out disciples in exchange for treasures. I don't have any respect for teachers and honoring virtues in my heart. I just want to avenge my dead disciples. If Daozu also acts like you, even if Daozu stands in front of me, I will chop off his head."

"Disrespecting teachers and ancestors, and going against human ethics~"

Taoist Chai said angrily.

Before he could say something, he saw a flash of sword.

Grind his body into pieces, revealing his soul.

The moment the soul appeared, a huge force pulled from the void, and it disappeared suddenly in an instant.

The dust has settled.

Taixuan stood on the top of the mountain and smiled coldly.

His laughter spread across Wudang Mountain, and whistling sounds were heard in the mountains and forests.

Taixuan looked and found that they were the remaining disciples of Wudang Mountain.

"Disperse, there are some treasures in those demon caves, take them yourselves."

Taixuan Dao.

No one moved.

Suddenly, they all knelt down and said, "Disciples of Wudang Mountain pay homage to the Grandmaster of Demon-Subduing!"

　Taixuan's story ends.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)