Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 498: The Seven Killing Sword Classic, the late Tianmen of the Red Dust Immortal Sect!

[You looked calm after listening to this, but you were secretly wondering what the real intention of this purple-clothed girl was in joining Xiao Qingfeng? ]

[Of course, you didn't care much about it. It's none of your business.]

[The years in the mountains still flow quietly like a stream.

[Half a month passes in a flash! ]

[You have finally cultivated "The True Explanation of Hunyuan Yiqi" to the perfect state of nine times of prohibition. ]

[Nine times is the limit of the physical body for an ordinary cultivator, but you feel that you still have strength left in your body, so you continue to practice the technique and add more seals in the acupoints.]

[Now the mana in your body is as strong as the abyss, and has increased five times compared to when you first entered the Dao. Your cultivation has firmly stopped at the state of perfection in the middle stage of Tianmen.]

[In the eyes of outsiders, he is still that mediocre monk in the early stage of body shaping. ]

[Among the new disciples, he is in the middle group, not the worst, but can only be considered mediocre. ]

[The young lady in green, Lu Qingyu, saw this and came over to comfort you.]

[Although he feels that your talent for cultivation is limited, you are the most stable and reliable among the newcomers——]

[The spiritual gardens we take care of are never wrong, and the spiritual bamboos we cut are always delivered on time.]

[You complete all the tasks assigned to you meticulously.]

[What's even more rare is your reassuring temperament, as if everything in your hands will be handled properly. ]

[Although you are mediocre in talent, your calmness made Lu Qingyu remember your name.]

【Qinghe County, Zhou Jing. 】

[After three months of observation, you have figured out the details of Xiao Qingfeng's personnel.]

[In addition to Lv Qingyu and You Sanfeng, there are three other direct disciples on the peak - two are traveling outside and have not returned, and the remaining one is a cold and taciturn middle-aged sword cultivator named Du Yu, who has reached the late stage of Daotai.]

[Du Yu is a hard-working practitioner obsessed with swordsmanship. He practices swordsmanship all day long and rarely shows up in public.]

[These five people are all disciples of the Peak Master, and their status is extraordinary. ]

[Above them, there are two elders from the Tianmen Realm sitting in charge—one is a beautiful woman with graceful manners, and the other is a middle-aged cultivator with a calm demeanor.]

[On this day, your cultivation life remains normal, but you are planning to go to the library in the afternoon.]

[In the morning, you have stepped into the familiar cemetery. ]

[The old man who always lies on the bamboo chair is still leisurely and contented, half-closed his eyes and enjoying the morning light. ]

[You begin to take care of the medicinal herbs in the garden skillfully. These days, you have already memorized the habits and care methods of every medicinal herb in the garden.]

[These are all taught to you bit by bit by this seemingly lazy old man, including how to plant magical herbs and identify them. In three months, he taught you everything he knew.]

[Two hours later, you finally finished all the work. ]

[At this time, the sun was rising, and the golden sunlight was shining among the continuous peaks of Fangcun Mountain. ]

[The spiritual energy in the mountains began to revive, and the spiritual mist like a gauze flowed among the mountains, flickering with a faint light. ]

[As usual, you come to the vigorous old pine tree, sit cross-legged, and start breathing exercises. ]

[The old man on the bamboo chair half-opens his eyes and looks at you thoughtfully.]

[But he did not make any noise to interrupt you, just quietly waiting for you to complete a full cycle. ]

[As you slowly finish the exercise, the eleventh ban of "The True Explanation of Hunyuan Yiqi" has been completed. The spiritual power in your body flows like a rushing river but remains hidden.]

[The old man on the bamboo chair gently waved a palm-leaf fan and spoke slowly: "Xiao Jing, you always feel refreshed when you come to the cemetery every day. I believe you are also practicing diligently at home."]

【After three months together, we started addressing each other in a more intimate way. 】

You should say: "I dare not slack off in my practice."

[The old man stroked his white beard with satisfaction: "In the path of cultivation, the most taboo is to be impatient. I have seen that some of the new disciples have reached the middle stage of body shaping, and that girl is almost reaching the late stage of perfection."]

[He paused and said, "I was worried that you would be anxious, but it seems that I was overthinking it."]

[The morning light shines through the pine needles and falls between you, and the herbs in the spiritual garden emit a faint fragrance.]

[There is a hint of admiration in the old man's eyes: "Practicing cultivation is like planting medicine. You can't be impatient. It will bloom when it is time to bloom, and it will bear fruit when it is time to bear fruit."]

[He is even more satisfied with this new disciple than Lv Qingyu is with you. For the past three months, you have done everything he asked you to do, even the transplantation and grafting of spiritual medicines, exactly.]

[In the past few days, he has even taken on the demeanor of a "master". He can take care of the Spiritual Garden without even notifying the Spiritual Medicine Hall. He can handle it on his own.]

[When I get older, I sometimes wonder if my talent for spiritual practice is not as good as my talent for planting.]

[He had thought about taking him in as his successor several times, but when he thought about his own injuries, he gave up.]

[“Xiao Jing, you want to go to the library, right? I have a jade token that will take you directly to the third floor. You can borrow the cultivation techniques of the Daotai realm, and even the precious techniques of our sect.”]

[After saying this, a jade plaque with the words "Xiao Zhu Feng" engraved on it appeared in his hand.]

[As he spoke, another crystal clear pill appeared in the palm of his other hand, and the fragrance of the medicine instantly filled the entire spiritual garden: "This body-shaping pill can help you practice in the body-shaping realm."]

[“You can only choose one of the two, which one do you choose?”]

[You walk around the old man with a smile and skillfully pat his shoulders: "Old man, you always say that practitioners should avoid being indecisive... I dare to say that I want both of these treasures."]

[The old man was amused by you and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out: "You sly guy, take it!"]

[Holding the warm jade token, you feel secretly happy. This solves your long-standing problem - although the library is open to the public, the rule of only borrowing three books per month is really restrictive.]

[With this jade token, not only can you borrow it without restrictions, but you can also see all the treasures of Fangcun Mountain at a glance. ]

[As for the body-shaping pill with a lustrous luster, it was obviously prepared for you by the old man because he saw that your cultivation was "stagnant"]

[It seems that it is time to "break through" to the middle stage of body shaping, so as not to disappoint the old man's painstaking efforts. ]

[You took the treasure with both hands and bowed solemnly: "Thank you for your generous gift, old man."]

【Always be grateful for the kindness of others and never take it for granted. 】

[On this path of cultivating immortals, it is a blessing to be favored by such an elder. 】

[The morning breeze blows through the cemetery, and the aroma of medicine is thick. ]

[You are familiar with the old man, and you asked about Xiao Qingfeng. ]

[For example, this Xiaoqing Peak is one of the eighteen meridians, so why is the population so scarce? ]

[The old man sighed and brought up an old case.]

[The old man sighed after hearing this, and a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes: "It's a long story. Three hundred years ago, the former peak master of Xiaoqing Peak practiced the "Seven Killing Swords" and became obsessed. He killed his father, mother, teacher, and friends..."]

[“That night, the entire mountain was flooded with blood.”]

[You are slightly surprised. Who could have thought that this quiet mountain would hide such a bloody past! ]

[In the morning light, the old man spoke of this incident, seeming to have aged a lot, "Only one of the thousands of Xiaoqingfeng disciples survived in the end."]

[You are surprised to hear this. Xiaoqing Peak was slaughtered by the original peak master? ]

【No wonder my grandfather was not unknown three hundred years ago. 】

[Only one person survived? You seem to have some guesses.]

[The old man said slowly, "The one who survived is the current leader of Xiaoqing Peak."]

[You asked: "What happened to the possessed peak master?"]

[The old man’s palm-leaf fan suddenly stopped, his knuckles turned slightly white: “Back then, she comprehended the Seven Killing Swords, and her cultivation had reached the late stage of the Great Dao Golden Elixir… It happened that the sect master was in seclusion, and wanted to leave Fangcun Mountain but couldn’t stop her.”] [The old man’s voice became deeper and deeper: “Now, she and a few traitors who had defected from various sects have established the Red Dust Immortal Sect.”]

[Red Dust Immortal Sect? ]

【You haven't heard anyone mention this name. 】

[The most shocking part is the next sentence: "And the current peak master is her biological sister with the same father and mother."]

[The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, as if they cannot dissolve the grudge that has lasted for three hundred years.]

[“After that catastrophe,” the old man stroked the armrest of the bamboo chair, his voice hoarse, “the words Xiaoqing Peak were erased from the list of the Eighteen Meridians forever.”]

[Speaking of this, the old man’s expression suddenly relaxed: “But our current peak master is a genius. He achieved the Golden Elixir Dao in 300 years and managed to carve the words Xiao Qingfeng back into the sect’s jade book.”]

[“It was not until this year that the Peak Master opened the mountain to accept disciples for the second time.”]

[He looked up at the peak, with a rare respect in his eyes, "Just."]

[The old man didn't say anything more. You probably understand what he meant. A little Qingfeng with such a past, whose leader is his biological sister.]

[Fangcun Mountain's attitude towards Xiao Qingfeng is naturally self-evident.]

[No wonder the Peak Master, who has the cultivation of the Great Dao Golden Core, has no truly talented disciples to join him.]

[You feel the decaying aura in the old man's body. It seems that there is a dormant bloody murderous aura and a stagnant sword intent.]

[Could it be related to Xiao Qingfeng three hundred years ago? The old man was there and witnessed it.]

[Is this sword intent the "Seven Killing Sword Canon"? This is just your speculation.]

[You ask a question out of curiosity, "Where is the Red Dust Immortal Sect? How come I have never heard of it before?"]

[The old man said, "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Although this is a sect, there are only a few people, all of whom are at the top of their cultivation in this world."]

[“There are demonic sects, righteous sects, and heterodox sects, all of which are at the Great Dao Golden Elixir stage.”]

[“What they are seeking.” The old man looked up at the sky and pointed with his skinny fingers, “is only the word ‘ascension’. Few people in the outside world know about it.”]

[“Ascend?” You unconsciously repeat this distant word.]

[The mountain wind suddenly blew, making the large pine trees in the cemetery rustle.]

[Since Xie Guan and others ascended, six thousand five hundred years have passed, and no one has ascended to this world.]

[Of course, the word "ascension" is still too far away from you. ]

[This is the realm that only the nine sect masters of the righteous path pursue.]

[However, throughout history, many people have never been able to achieve the word "ascension".]

【Seeing that the old man was very secretive, you tactfully stopped asking and instead asked for the key to cultivation.】

【Old man also returned to his original appearance and told his experience of cultivation. 】

【When the sun sets in the west, you bid farewell to the old man. 】

[You are going to cut down the spiritual bamboo first to complete today's task. ]

[Facing the mountain breeze, you walk on the road behind Xiaoqingfeng Mountain, your mind is clear. 】

[The spiritual energy in Fangcun Mountain is thick and becomes mist, which lingers for a long time, entwined between the green bamboos like a veil, and the breeze blows towards you. ]

[Unconsciously, my cultivation level, which was about to break through, has improved further. ]

[The pores all over his body unconsciously swallowed and exhaled the essence of heaven and earth, and the magic power in his body surged like a spring river breaking through the ice. ]

[You did not suppress it deliberately, allowing your cultivation to devour the surrounding spiritual energy like a dragon absorbing water.]

[Instantly, the spiritual mist within a mile formed a vortex, spinning wildly with you as the center.]

[When the last bit of spiritual energy is absorbed into Dantian, your aura rises suddenly - the late stage of Tianmen will come naturally! ]

[Then the "True Explanation of Hunyuan Yiqi" began to operate on its own, and the veins and acupoints throughout the body lit up with mysterious light at the same time.]

[The spiritual energy in the body flows like mercury, and every circulation leaves crystal spiritual patterns in the meridians. ]

[Above the Heavenly Gate is the Dragon Court Realm, and above the Dragon Court is the Great Dao Golden Elixir. ]

[The original cultivation level was sealed again, returning to the body shaping realm. ]

[However, it is no longer the early stage of "body shaping" but the middle stage. 】

[You smiled, it's time to make a slight breakthrough. ]

[You cut down ten clumps of spiritual bamboo and then go to the library.]

[The library is located between the sea of ​​clouds at the junction of Qiyun Peak and Longshou Peak, a hundred miles away from Xiaoqing Peak.]

[You did not use the sword escape technique, but only moved slowly using the ordinary flying method. ]

[The clouds are rolling under your feet, and disciples from various peaks are flying by your side with magic weapons from time to time. You maintain the speed of the middle stage of body shaping, letting the mountain breeze blow your clothes.]

[Looking at the nine-story building standing between the two peaks, you stroke the jade tablet in your arms.]

[I have a plan in mind - this time I must find a few superior exercises that can be used in conjunction with "The True Explanation of Hunyuan Yiqi". ]

~

Behind the Xiaoqingfeng Mountain, there is a sea of ​​bamboos.

A thatched cottage lies quietly in the depths of green waves. The bronze wind chimes hanging from the eaves ring softly in the twilight, startling a few roosting birds.

A beautiful woman in a bamboo green silk gown suddenly raised her head.

The seven ancient bronze coins hanging around her waist tinkled without wind.

She held down the restless copper coin with her bare hands, her black hair brushing across her red lips, "Just now... there seemed to be the aura of the Tianmen Realm."

In front of her, there was a woman in white sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.

A long sword lay across his knees.

Before the sword was unsheathed, the bamboo leaves within a thirty-foot radius were all snapped into two.

The moment the woman opened her eyes, the rustling sounds of the entire bamboo sea became silent, and what flowed in her eyes were clearly thousands of sword intentions of birth and death.

The mountain wind blew suddenly, making the white silk tied in her hair rustle.

The woman in white suddenly chuckled, but her laughter was colder than ice and snow: "I don't know how many pairs of eyes are secretly watching from this little Qingfeng now."

The beautiful woman finally let out a deep sigh: "Yingxue, it's been three hundred years, why did you suffer so much?"

The woman in white just shook her head.

"Aunt Zhu, stop trying to persuade me."

"If we don't take revenge, the resentment of the 1,234 people in Xiaoqing Peak will never be resolved!"

"She spared my life back then, which was the thing she regretted most in her life."

She looked at an ancient, yellowed book in her hand, on which were written a few large characters.

Seven Killing Swords

"You repaired it, why can't I repair it?"

(End of this chapter)