If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 132 Can the Sword Master of the Path of Support withstand the power of the Mahayana?

As a mysterious sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth, the azure gate suddenly opened, and a giant hand reached out from it, grabbing the fleeing Void Transcending Realm cultivator in its grasp.

This Void Transcending Realm cultivator was nearly scared to death. He struggled desperately but could not break free. He even tried to separate his primordial spirit from his body, but to his despair, he found that his primordial spirit could not leave his body.

"You...who are you?"

The Void Transcending Realm cultivator cried out in alarm, his voice filled with fear.

Suddenly, the mysterious giant hand squeezed him, turning him into a bloody mist. His primordial spirit and golden core were completely annihilated and ceased to exist.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators fled in panic, but the mysterious giant hand did not make another move; it simply slowly disappeared into the azure gate.

Under the night sky, the gale continued to rage.

The cyan runes around the Mysterious Immortal began to dissipate, and the cyan gate above his head vanished as well.

"puff--"

Master Xuanmiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his condition quickly deteriorated. He continued to circulate his internal energy and regulate his breathing.

Gu An, far away in the Xuan Tian Cave, played with his teacup, a look of curiosity on his face.

That mysterious giant hand was definitely at the Profound Heart Realm, and above the fifth level.

No wonder Master Xuanmiao dared to come to the Golden List Assembly alone; it turns out he had the means to summon people.

Gu An was very interested in this supernatural ability.

This supernatural power is both impressive and can protect the younger generation, which even tempted him, the Sword Master of the Dao.

At the same time, he was also very curious about Sanqing Mountain.

The fact that Mount Sanqing harbored a powerful expert at the fifth level of the Profound Heart Realm, though not at the Mahayana Realm, was enough to surprise Gu An.

This land of nine dynasties truly harbors hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

No wonder the Ephemeral Flower Sect only dared to cause trouble in the Taicang Dynasty before, instead of sweeping across the Nine Dynasties.

Gu An had heard Ye Lan say that the number of disciples of Sanqing Mountain was not large, barely over a thousand. However, with such a small number, it was able to become the number one sect in the Chen Tang Dynasty, which was enough to show how many great cultivators Sanqing Mountain had.

The Chen Tang Dynasty was no simple matter. The reason it was named Chen Tang was because the previous Tian Tang Dynasty was once close to unifying the land of nine dynasties. Later, the emperor did something that angered the heavens and the people, which caused the heavens to send down heavy rain that flooded the entire dynasty, and the power within the dynasty changed as a result.

The Shen Tang Dynasty possesses the largest number of lakes, and the vast majority of its cities and sects are located on islands. Although the heavy rains flooded the entire region, they also caused the spiritual energy of the Shen Tang Dynasty to surge, leaving it shrouded in spiritual mist year-round.

Of the nine dynasties, the Tang Dynasty was the most mysterious and had the most legends. Many people believed that immortals were hidden on the isolated islands of the Tang Dynasty.

Gu An withdrew his gaze. Although he was very interested in Xuanmiao Zhenren's supernatural abilities, he was too lazy to befriend or provoke him.

Being only one realm higher than the opponent's backer prevented Gu An from being complacent.

Develop cautiously, don't be reckless!
A thousand years later, how many realms above the Nine Dynasties will he be?
He is looking forward to it!

……

Dark clouds covered the sky, and on the earth, mountains rose and fell. The forests seemed to be a gathering of demons and monsters. A huge palace sat between two mountains, with red pillars and blood-red eaves, which looked so terrifying.

Inside the main hall, a group of people in black robes knelt on the ground; some were human, some were demons, and some were spirits.

The man kneeling at the front wore a mask, obscuring his true face. He spoke, "Master, the combined forces of the Nine Dynasties have entered the Path of the Nine Netherworlds, which has already affected our grand plan. Should we retreat, or continue to lie low?"

His voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, a sinister aura emanated from beneath his mask.

Standing on the steps in front of him was a burly figure, draped in a wide black robe with a blood dragon coiled on it, baring its fangs and claws as if it were about to leap out of the robe at any moment.

His full head of white hair fluttered slightly, and he wore a bone crown with two slender, extremely sharp horns that gleamed with a cold light.

He was the leader of the main lineage of the Ephemeral Flower Sect, named Jing Tu Xian!
Jing Tu Xian slowly turned around, revealing a pale and indifferent face. His pupils were blood-red, and there were two demonic marks on his forehead. These two demons were one body, pitch black, with sharp claws, which made people shudder.

"Nine Dynasties, how laughable! They actually dare to step into the Path of the Nine Netherworlds, they are truly courting death."

Jing Tu Xian said in a cold voice, and a cold wind blew into the hall, blowing the robes of all the followers.

A black-robed cultist with a white tiger's head spoke up: "All nine dynasties have great cultivators at the Profound Heart Realm, and the Sword Venerable Fudao of the Tai Xuan Sect is even more unfathomable. It seems unlikely that we can annex the nine dynasties before the calamity of demons."

Another soul draped in black robes added, "The Golden Spirit Venerable and Night Refining Fairy I taught both died at the hands of the Sword Venerable Fudao. This person is the biggest obstacle to our conquest of the Nine Dynasties. His cultivation is at least at the fifth level of the Profound Heart Realm, and may have even reached the eighth level."

Rumbling--

A low rumble of thunder came from outside the palace, like the roar of some ferocious beast.

"Hmph, eighth level of the Profound Heart Realm? Then tell me, can the Sword Venerable Fudao withstand the power of the Mahayana stage?"

Jing Tu Xian said disdainfully, his white hair fluttering, his blood-red eyes flashing with ferocity.

The power of Mahayana!

The masked man at the front replied, "The Nine Dynasties Land has not seen a Mahayana Realm Heavenly Tribulation for nearly ten thousand years, so he is naturally no match for you. But if you make a move, will it affect your healing?"

"Who told you to be such good-for-nothings? Prepare to gather your followers. Once they are all gathered, follow me to sweep across the Nine Dynasties. Remember to bring the Epiphyllum Mother Tree!" Jing Tu Xian said expressionlessly.

These words caused an uproar in the hall.

"Master, you don't want to directly..." The masked man's hoarse voice revealed his nervousness.

"My mind is made up. You may all leave."

Jing Tu Xian flicked his sleeves, turned around, and walked into the darkness.

The followers of the Ephemeral Flower Sect in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

……

Another night, Gu An came to the Xuan Tian Cave again. Half a month had passed since his last visit.

He first gathered herbs, then sowed the seeds. After doing all this, as always, he didn't rush to leave, but instead prepared to spend the night alone, enjoying the quiet. He walked to the old tree next to the cabin, jumped onto the netting he had woven half a month ago, twisted his body, and chose a comfortable position to lie down.

"Comfortable……"

Gu An smiled with satisfaction, took out a travelogue, and began to read it.

Recently, he went to the inner gate and bought a lot of travelogues, partly to pass the time and partly to see if there was a place more suitable for a breakthrough than the Beihai Mountains.

The cave is secluded and quiet, with fish occasionally leaping out of the underground lake, their movements echoing within the cave, creating a unique atmosphere.

Gu An didn't put down his travelogue until late into the night. He spread his divine sense to see if there was any movement in the Beihai Mountains that night.

He makes it a habit to look down at the Beihai Mountains every time he comes.

Soon, Gu An's attention was drawn to the Mysterious Immortal.

This guy is still here!

He saw that the Mysterious Immortal had built a simple Taoist temple in a deep mountain. Besides the Mysterious Immortal, there was also a young boy in the temple.

What is this doing?
Gu An looked closely and saw that the Mysterious Immortal was sitting in front of a large cauldron, with wisps of green smoke rising from his head.

Meanwhile, the boy was practicing his skills in the wooden hut next door. This boy was actually a demon with a fox tail.

interesting.

Gu An watched for a while before looking away.

Gu An returned to Xuan Valley just before dawn.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

In late summer, after a heavy rain, Xuan Valley was extremely hot and humid.

Early that morning, Li Ya came to visit Gu An, still climbing in through the window. Gu An had to play along and pretend to be startled.

"Look at you, such a coward. You're supposed to be in the top 500 on the Gold List." Li Ya snorted softly after landing.

Gu An stood up to greet him, saying, "I got this 500th place because I was lucky. You could have been in the top ten, but unfortunately you ran into An Hao earlier."

Upon hearing this, Li Ya's lips twitched.

He suspected that Gu An had deliberately stabbed him, but seeing Gu An's regretful expression, he couldn't bring himself to argue back.

Little did they know, Gu An was doing it on purpose.

You stepped on my windowsill again!
Li Ya walked to the desk, pulled out a chair, sat down, and said, "I'm leaving."

"Where to? How long?"

Gu An asked casually, then walked to the tea table next to him and began to brew tea.

Li Ya replied, "My father sent me to cultivate at Sanqing Mountain in the Chen Tang Dynasty. It will probably take several decades before I can return."

It's Sanqingshan again!
Is Li Xuandao really that close to Sanqing Mountain?

They even stuffed two people into the fold.

Gu An couldn't help but say, "Then we definitely have to go, after all, the disciples of Sanqing Mountain won second place on the Golden List."

“Master Xuanmiao is indeed powerful. Even if I were to fight him, I probably wouldn’t be his match,” Li Ya agreed.

In the Golden List Tournament, Master Xuanmiao was the only one who could fight An Hao for the duration of an incense stick burning.

Gu An brought the brewed tea to the desk and said, "When you go to Sanqing Mountain, you must cultivate diligently and not meddle in other people's business, lest you get injured."

"Cough cough, apart from being injured by An Hao, I really haven't been injured in all these years."

"is it?"

Would I lie to you?

The two started chatting, sometimes about Xuan Valley, sometimes about the Golden List.

It wasn't until noon that Li Ya finally stood up and said, "I should go now, Junior Brother Gu. I hope that when I return, your cultivation will have improved and you can enter the top 500 of the Golden List. It's not just about good luck. I believe you have already had your own opportunity. Don't waste your time and strive to catch up with your senior brother as soon as possible."

After saying that, Li Ya walked quickly to the window, jumped out, and left another footprint on the windowsill.

It's definitely intentional!

Gu An sighed helplessly. Li Ya usually seemed quite serious, so why did he always play such childish tricks on him?
He looked out the window, his eyes becoming deep and thoughtful.

Why did Li Xuandao send Li Ya away at this time? Could there be another reason?

And why has the soul within Li Ya's body become so weak?

It feels like it could disappear at any moment.

Gu An shook his head, deciding not to bother thinking about it if he couldn't figure it out.

Until night falls.

Gu An arrived at the Xuan Tian Cave again. Just as he was about to pick herbs, his brows furrowed.

Why is Master Xuanmiao nearby?
The Taoist temple of the Mysterious Immortal is eight thousand miles away from here. It is definitely not a coincidence that he came here.
at the same time.

In a forest several miles away, the Mysterious Immortal held a compass in his hand, muttering to himself as he walked, "This should be the area. I wonder what kind of good fortune this is..."

The third update!

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