Chapter 139 Louguandao

"Vajrabodhi, what a coincidence."

"Amitabha. Your cultivation has progressed remarkably, Benefactor. Seeing you again now, I find it vaguely unfathomable," Vajrabodhi praised.

"This is Daoist Priest Cui Wei of the Louguan Sect. He is accompanying me to subdue the demon this time."

Louguan Sect?

Yang Shu looked at Cui Wei with some surprise. The Louguan Sect could be said to be the Daoist lineage closest to the imperial family in the world today.

Of course, what truly concerned Yang Shu was that when Zhang Guo sought the Dao, he had once gone to the Louguan Sect and performed the rites of a Disciple before the then-current Sect Leader.

Although Zhang Guo had not formally joined the Louguan Sect, there were still countless threads connecting the two.

Because of this, his Revered Master was somewhat unwelcoming toward the Louguan Sect by association.

However, unlike Vajrabodhi's humble attitude, Cui Wei's brows immediately furrowed upon seeing Jiang Chen and the others.

"Why are you not praying for rain or healing the sick? What business do you have coming here?" The moment he spoke, it was with a heavy tone of interrogation.

Jiang Chen glanced at him, then remained silent.

This kind of person is a lunatic; if you pay him any mind, he will only intensify his behavior.

Since Jiang Chen did not speak, Jianzhen and Yang Shu, who did not know them, naturally would not chime in either.

But this behavior only provoked more of Cui Wei's dissatisfaction.

"You are all rising stars of your respective Schools. When your elders ask you a question, do you not know how to answer? With such lack of upbringing, how did your elders teach you?!"

Jianzhen could not bear to listen any longer and stepped forward to reason with him.

"This Daoist Priest Cui, it was you who were unreasonable first, acting aggressively. Did we provoke you?"

"Bald donkey! You, what did you say?"

Cui Wei was incredulous. Before becoming a monk, he had been from the Bashu region, and only later was he brought to Chang'an by his Revered Master.

Upon hearing Jianzhen's last sentence just now, he had subconsciously reacted defensively.

Jianzhen, not understanding why, repeated, "It was you who were unreasonable first, acting aggressively."

"No, the last sentence!"

"Did we provoke you?"

"How bold! Bald donkey, how dare you insult this poor Daoist!" Cui Wei was furious, especially when he saw the innocent expression on Jianzhen's face, which made him even angrier.

The most annoying thing about arguing is having one's sore spot poked, while the other person is oblivious to it; if one retorts, it only makes oneself look inferior.

Jianzhen looked at Jiang Chen with a face full of question marks. Did I insult him?

Jiang Chen was almost unable to hold back his laughter. As a modern person, he naturally knew that some phrases had been twisted into all sorts of meanings by netizens.

Vajrabodhi, standing to the side, felt somewhat innocent. You can insult whoever you want, but could you please not fire indiscriminately? There is another bald donkey right next to you!

"Regardless of which School you are Disciples of, leave quickly. This is not a place for you to interfere."

"Daoist Priest, we also wish to contribute our meager strength," Jianzhen said sincerely.

"Your presence will only be a hindrance. If you do not leave quickly, I do not mind playing the villain today and teaching you a lesson on behalf of your elders!"

Clang!

A crimson longsword suddenly unsheathed. The Sword Qi was vast, pure, and incomparably sharp, making people's faces ache, and a wheel of red clouds almost soared into the sky.

"Fool, there is no need to spout nonsense anymore. Receive three strikes from me first, then we shall speak of other things!"

Cui Wei's eyelids twitched; he realized something was wrong.

Upon carefully identifying the patterns on the sword style, he felt even more astonished.

"Could Your Excellency be the closing Disciple of the Maoshan Sect's Sect Leader, the Great True Lord Xuanyi?"

"Mad Daoist, why are you arrogant at first and then respectful? Regardless of who I am, will you receive this sword strike or not?!" Jiang Chen said coldly, his tone showing extreme sternness.

Hearing such rude words from Jiang Chen, Cui Wei, who had slightly softened, also turned cold-faced.

"Young Junior, even if you are a Disciple of the Maoshan Immortal Master, you cannot be so arrogant and rude!"

"Today, you shall know what arrogance really is!"

After speaking, the Sword Qi in Jiang Chen's hand suddenly converged and disappeared.

However, Cui Wei not only did not lower his guard, but instead became even more tense, as if facing a great enemy.

Sure enough, the moment the red light on the Maoshan Dharma Sword disappeared, it suddenly erupted again, almost covering his entire field of vision.

Cui Wei was greatly shocked, thinking to himself that the Maoshan Dharma Sword truly lived up to its reputation; even in the hands of a mere child, it could exert such extraordinary power and fight across realms.

The sword momentum was like a long rainbow. Before the sword arrived, its intent arrived first. Cui Wei had already felt a Sword Intent that threatened to destroy his mind, surging into his mental landscape, seeking to shatter his will, deprive him of his senses, and destroy his Divine Soul!

Cui Wei hurriedly guarded his mind and spirit, closing off his five senses, only then allowing the offensive of the Sword Intent to slow down.

However, he could not lower his guard yet, because while the internal threat had slowed, the external force had arrived!

The overwhelming sword light had arrived. Cui Wei took a pitch-black little Medicinal Pill from his sleeve. With a slight incantation, the shape of the Medicinal Pill changed abruptly, suddenly transforming into a miniature black sword, facing the incoming Sword Qi head-on!

This was the External Alchemy of the Louguan Sect. External Alchemy is ever-changing; it can be used for cultivation and consumption, or for fighting enemies. Its usage truly depends on the mind.

However, such External Alchemy is ultimately an external object; how could it compare to the infinite sharpness of the Shangqing Image-Aspect Sword?

In the moment of collision, the miniature black sword was like cloth, emitting a crisp metallic hum, and was split in two by the red streak.

There was no hesitation; after slicing through, the red Sword Qi continued to charge toward Cui Wei without stopping.

But Cui Wei was unhurried. As a Peak Life Wheel Realm expert with one foot in the Bitter Sea, he dared to fight Vajrabodhi, who had already vaguely stepped into the Bitter Sea realm; he naturally had his own skills.

He raised his hand and shouted, "I pray for the power of the stars!"

Suddenly, sand flew and stones moved, and a fierce wind howled. Beside the scorching sun, several stars could faintly be seen twinkling; even the light of the sun could not block their radiance.

"Greedy Wolf, Revered Master of killing, enter my star palace!"

Unlike most Louguan Sect Daoists who chose the Zuo Fu and You Bi stars, which were good at divination.

Cui Wei was naturally combative, so after entering the Louguan Sect, the first star he chose to visualize was the Greedy Wolf.

The Greedy Wolf is the Revered Master of killing among the nine stars, so it is the strongest in combat, but similarly, the personality it reflects is impulsive and irritable.

After drawing in the power of the Greedy Wolf, a strange star suddenly twinkled in the northern sky, and then a profound and mysterious power poured into Cui Wei's body.

In an instant, feeling filled with power, Cui Wei wished he could run to Maoshan to fight the Maoshan Sect's Immortal Master, Grand Master Sima Chengzhen.

It was just a pity that this place was too far from Maoshan, Cui Wei sighed to himself.

Seeing that the Sword Qi had arrived, Cui Wei did not dodge or avoid it; he simply stretched out his hand, and a three-foot wall of Qi suddenly appeared in his palm!

The Sword Qi was incomparably sharp, but the moment it charged into the three-foot wall of Qi, it seemed to fall into a quagmire, its speed slowing down drastically.

In three breaths of time, it had only broken through two feet, and the remaining one foot was like a natural chasm.

A flash of disdain crossed Cui Wei's eyes. With a casual grip, the red Sword Qi, which had been trapped, was crushed into nothingness!