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Chapter 195 Be Careful, Sword Master Fudao Will Tap Your Shoulder

Under the cover of darkness, a strong wind rose, and the trees shook violently.

The temple's firelight flickered in the wind, while billowing dust rose from the foot of the mountain.

Li Ya crashed into the forest, his body piercing through the mountain wall. Dust quickly engulfed him, and his North Sea Heavy Sword flew hundreds of feet away, embedding itself in a thousand-year-old tree and causing the tree trunk to split.

Zhang Buku hovered in the air, holding a stone axe in one hand. He looked down anxiously and asked, "Fellow Daoist Li Ya, are you alright?"

Li Ya's sword intent was too strong, so he had to use the Heaven-Severing Divine Axe to knock Li Ya down. He was very happy at the moment, but then his heart jumped again. He was afraid that he would kill Li Ya.

The two met by chance, and he never killed people he had no grudge against.

Zhang Buku raised his left hand and waved it to disperse the dust below. His gaze fell on Li Ya, who was lying in the shattered mountain wall.

Li Ya hung his head, his body covered in blood.

That axe blow almost cleaved his body in two. Luckily, he had consumed the Dragon Elephant Divine Essence; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Zhang Bukui flew swiftly to Li Ya's side, panicked and at a loss for what to do.

Li Ya struggled to lift his head, one eye closed, and gritted his teeth, saying, "What kind of monster are you..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to, you're just too good, I had to give it my all..." Zhang Bukui quickly explained.

Hearing this, Li Ya felt slightly relieved.

But he was still very upset!
Fortunately, the ancestor's soul remained in Sanqing Mountain, otherwise it would have been a huge embarrassment!

Then, with Zhang Buku's help, Li Ya landed, sat cross-legged, and began to heal his injuries by circulating his internal energy, while Zhang Buku went to retrieve his North Sea Heavy Sword.

Half an hour later.

Li Ya opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Buku, who was standing beside him anxiously. He felt quite helpless.

If Zhang Bukui had challenged him, he might have been angry, but Zhang Bukui's attitude was so good that he couldn't criticize him, since it was Zhang Bukui who had suggested the sparring.

"How old are you?" Li Ya asked.

"Seventy-one years old."

"..."

Ninety-seven-year-old Li Ya felt hurt again.

At that moment, he truly realized what it meant to be outmatched by others and to be in a world beyond our understanding.

He could accept losing to An Hao, after all, An Hao was famous throughout the world, but he was very upset to lose to an unknown person who was half human and half demon in the middle of nowhere.

Li Ya, enduring the pain, asked, "Who is your master?"

Zhang Bukui scratched his head and said, "I don't have a master, but I do have a senior uncle. However, I obtained all my skills in a mountain cave."

cave?

Li Ya thought of the extraordinary encounters his ancestor had mentioned. He never imagined that someone could be so lucky, surpassing his decades of hard work through sheer chance...

Seeing that he seemed a little confused, Zhang Bukui told him about his experience, omitting Gu An's presence, since he had promised Gu An not to cause him any trouble.

Hearing Zhang Bukui's story, Li Ya was even more at a loss for words.

Where did the sparrows come from?

Why can't he meet someone?
Everyone says he is the chosen one of the Li family, possessing great fortune, but compared to Zhang Bukui, he is far inferior.

The two became acquainted through a misunderstanding and continued chatting.

Gu An, who was slaying demons tens of thousands of miles away, smiled and then turned and walked into the darkness.

After spending two days at the temple, Zhang Bukui and Li Ya set off together northward to seek opportunities in the land of demons.

During this time, Zhang Bukui was willing to pass on the axe techniques he had learned to Li Ya, which moved him deeply.

However, he refused, as he was determined to dedicate his life to studying swordsmanship. He could see that his defeat was not due to his swordsmanship, but rather because his opponent's physique was far superior to his.

Li Ya began to fantasize: would following Zhang Bukui lead to a great opportunity?
Sigh, if Junior Brother Gu knew that he was seriously injured again, he would definitely worry about him.

……

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In early May of that year, Gu An's total lifespan reached tens of millions of years, and the demons in the Three Dynasties Land had become scarce. He no longer went down the mountain and resumed his previous life of farming.

Although a trend of heading north to seek opportunities is sweeping the world, the Tai Xuan Sect is recruiting more and more new disciples every year, so the sect is always bustling with activity.

This year, the number of miscellaneous disciples in the Third Medicine Valley exceeded six hundred. A quarter of these disciples have been replaced. The disciples who left all advanced by using Foundation Establishment Pills bestowed by Gu An, which is why Gu An's connections within the Tai Xuan Sect are growing wider and wider.

Now when he goes to the outer city, he always encounters disciples who greet him.

The number of miscellaneous disciples in Xuan Valley has reached fifty. Gu An wanted to expand the scope of the Medicine Valley, and the outer sect elder, Lü Songhan, readily agreed. Gu An's writing on breaking through the void also brought him many benefits. In addition, with the Lü family's instructions, he would try his best to agree to Gu An's requests.

On this day, Gu An came to the North Sea Mountains, transformed into a mountain god, and inspected the results of Xuanmiao Zhenren's work during this period.

The Mysterious Immortal also recruited some minor demons to assist him, so that he would have more time to cultivate.

Upon the arrival of the mountain god, he immediately rose to greet him and accompanied him to gather medicinal herbs. During this time, he recounted some recent events that had occurred in the North Sea Mountains. Although the calamity of demons had ended, cultivators would still fight over treasures and grudges. He had saved many people in the name of the mountain god and wished to promote the mountain god's name.

It is worth mentioning that although the name of the mountain god is widely known, only the Mysterious Immortal can sense Gu An.

Gu An guessed that others had never seen him, and although disciples of the Enforcement Hall like Zhen Qin had seen him, they did not believe in him. The disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect only worshipped the Sword Venerable Fudao.

"Mountain God, what is your opinion of the Holy Land?" Xuanmiao Zhenren suddenly asked, his expression slightly tense.

While picking herbs, Gu An asked in return, "Why do you ask that?"

The Mysterious Immortal replied, “I always felt that the calamity of demons was related to the Holy Land, as well as the recently rumored Fiery Demon. I found in some historical books of Sanqing Mountain that the Fiery Demon appeared after the birth of the Demon Ancestor. There is no clue as to where he came from or why he came.”

"Doesn't Sanqing Mountain also claim to be a sacred place? If you have such a suspicion, why not investigate the Seven Star Spirit Realm?" Gu An asked casually.

Does Master Xuanmiao want him to make a move against the Seven Star Spirit Realm?
That won't work!

Before fully understanding the Seven Star Spirit Realm, Gu Anding will not act rashly.

Master Xuanmiao stepped forward and said in a low voice, "We did investigate before, but it once brought about a catastrophic disaster. Since then, Sanqing Mountain has never dared to mention the Holy Land again, and even my master is very wary of them."

Gu An was not surprised. The land of three dynasties has experienced countless changes of dynasties and the rise and fall of sects, but only the Seven Star Spirit Realm has survived. Surely some forces have suspected the Seven Star Spirit Realm, but they just dare not offend it.

"Then be careful tonight, their people are coming for you." Gu An suddenly laughed, which stunned Xuanmiao Zhenren.

Gu An came to pick herbs today because he sensed two Mahayana Realm auras approaching the North Sea Mountains, one of whom had come from the Tai Xuan Sect.

Master Xuanmiao wanted to ask more questions, but Gu An refused to say anything.

After picking the herbs, Gu An took some and left the rest for him, then disappeared into the woods.

The thought of facing someone from the Seven Star Spirit Realm tonight made the Mysterious Immortal lose his composure.

……

At dusk, the North Sea shimmered with light.

Ji Xuanling stood on the shore, holding a book in his hands. The cover of the book clearly read the four words "Sword Sovereign Myth".

A figure appeared out of thin air beside him. It was a man dressed in a red robe with gold thread, his crown inlaid with a ruby ​​that burned with golden-red flames, his right hand behind his waist, and his brows revealing arrogance.

"Why are you slower than me?" Ji Xuanling asked casually.

Lin Chen stared at Ji Xuanling and snorted, "That's the question I should be asking you."

He changed the subject and asked, "Having stayed at the Tai Xuan Sect for a year, do you have any information about the Sword Master Fu Dao?"

"The intelligence is right here. Would you like to see it?" Ji Xuanling asked with a smile, waving the book in his hand.

Lin Chen immediately snatched the book from his hand and quickly read it with his divine sense. He looked up at Ji Xuanling and said coldly, "Are you playing me?"

Ji Xuanling raised his chin and said, "Lin Chen, who told you that I came to the Tai Xuan Sect to investigate the Sword Master Fudao?"

Lin Chen frowned.

Ji Xuanling continued, "The higher-ups are trying to be on good terms with the Sword Venerable Fudao. The Sword Venerable Fudao must be a ninth-level Loose Immortal, or even higher. Such a great cultivator couldn't just appear out of thin air. He might be from a major overseas sect. Senior Lin's death is indeed regrettable, but if you want to blame someone, blame him for not being strong enough. Even a Loose Immortal like him had to die. I advise you to give up this idea."

Lin Chen sneered coldly, "Does your faction just like to compromise? The Sword Master Fudao dared to kill my father. Are you sure he has any respect or goodwill towards the Seven Star Spirit Realm?"

Ji Xuanling shrugged and said, "Go ask him. I don't want to die. To tell you the truth, my family sent me here to win over the Tai Xuan Sect, which means to win over the Sword Venerable Fudao."

Upon hearing this, anger flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.

He threw the book in his hand at Ji Xuanling's chest, then turned and left.

Ji Xuanling grabbed the book and reminded him with a half-smile, "It's getting dark, be careful the Sword Venerable Fudao might pat your shoulder."

Lin Chen stopped, turned to look at him, and he raised the book in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chen vanished from the spot.

Ji Xuanling smiled and sat down to meditate, continuing to turn the pages of his book.

into the night.

Lin Chen arrived at the Mountain God Temple where Xuanmiao Zhenren was located to inquire about the Mountain God. He suspected that the Mountain God was Fudao Sword Venerable. How could two great immortal cultivators appear in the land of three dynasties at the same time?
As a disciple of the Seven Star Spirit Realm, he had never seen the presence of the Mountain God in the Ancient Offering.

Lin Chen said that the Holy Land wanted to recruit the Mountain God and specially sent him here.

The Mysterious Immortal was very cautious towards him, only saying that the mountain god's whereabouts were hard to find, and that he also wanted to see the mountain god, which was why he had set up a temple here.

After asking around for a while without getting the answer he wanted, Lin Chen had murderous thoughts, but fearing that the mountain god was nearby, he held back.

He suddenly noticed the small wooden figure in the hands of the Mysterious Immortal and asked, "Is this the wooden figure of the Mountain God? Can you give it to me?"

In his spare time, the Mysterious Immortal carved many small wooden figures of mountain gods, hoping to spread their names.

He tossed the small wooden figure in his hand to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen said no more, picked up the little wooden figure, and turned to leave.

With a heavy heart, he walked through the dark forest. His gaze fell on the small wooden figure in his hand, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the mountain god might be the Sword Master of the Dao. The killing intent in his eyes was hard to suppress.

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