Longzang

Chapter 661 Righteous Family Tradition (Thanks to Alliance Leader Qingyingge Bixuan)

Wei Yuan already had countless karmic debts on his shoulders, so he didn't particularly care about adding or subtracting any more. Besides, this was his senior sister's karma, and he couldn't refuse. Even knowing that taking action would mean taking on this karma, Wei Yuan would still do it.

However, he still had many questions, so he conjured up the scene of the ancient house on a rainy night and asked, "Senior Sister, I sense a completely different aura in these scenes. Have you been inside? What's inside?"

Ji Liuli said, "I don't know either. I only know that it leads to a very scary place. Every time I dream of this place, something pushes me into the courtyard. I instinctively feel that I can't go in, so I resist desperately. Fortunately, I always wake up in time, otherwise I don't know what would happen."

But that was all a few years ago. Later, as my primordial spirit grew stronger, I gradually stopped having those dreams. If it weren't for the dream-eating incident, these scenes wouldn't have occurred.

Wei Yuan nodded, then asked one last time to confirm, "So, Senior Sister, has your inner tribulation been resolved?"

"Yes, I am preparing to return to the Northern Mountain Gate, and I will advance to the Dharma Aspect level as soon as I return."

"So fast? Aren't you going to train your spirituality a bit more?"

Ji Liuli shook his head: "I've already had a sudden inspiration, and the opportunity to achieve enlightenment is right in front of me. But Qingming is not the place for me to achieve enlightenment, so it would be better to return to the Heavenly Mystery Hall to report to the Ancestral Master and break through by his side."

Wei Yuan said, "Then I wish Senior Sister every success!"

Ji Liuli laughed and said, "If my Dharma form is well-developed, and I'm in a good mood, I might show you some of those paid contents."

Wei Yuan broke out in a cold sweat again.

Ji Liuli glanced at the sky and said to Wei Yuan, "Are you busy these next few days? If not, take me back to the Northern Mountain Gate. Your combination magic weapon is fast."

Wei Yuan nodded, glanced around the realm, and feeling there was nothing to worry about, took out the improved aircraft, and asked, "Do you want something more comfortable or something faster?"

"It needs to be both fast and comfortable."

A moment later, a flying vehicle soared into the sky, paused briefly, and then flew out like a cannonball, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

They arrived at the northern mountain gate a day later.

As usual, Wei Yuan paid his respects to Ancestor Xuan Yue and True Lord Yan Shi, and then took out the Demon Blade July and showed it to the two ancestors.

As soon as July appeared on the table, he exclaimed, "I've just made a good friend and we're having a pleasant conversation. Why did you drag me out here?"

Wei Yuan said, "Your origins are questionable; I need to have them examined by the two patriarchs."

The Demon Blade scoffed, "Those so-called patriarchs of your Primordial Palace are nothing but True Monarchs. I've not only seen many True Monarchs, but I've also chopped down quite a few! With their meager abilities, do you think you can discern my true origins?"

The Demon Blade spoke extremely quickly, and Wei Yuan couldn't stop him; in the blink of an eye, he had said everything.

Wei Yuan sighed, "When you said you'd been wandering for half your life without meeting a wise ruler, you didn't have this attitude!"

The Demon Blade sneered, "When I first came down the mountain, I was ignorant and easily fooled by you. Later, after talking with Fellow Daoist Fei Ye, I realized that you were nothing more than a mount. But don't worry, I always keep my word. If I say I'll help you, I will definitely help you to the end. However, how exactly I help you depends on my mood."

Wei Yuan's expression was somewhat strange: "Which Fellow Daoist Fei Ye are you referring to?"

"It's your immortal sword, the red one. Fellow Daoist Fei Ye, your cultivation is profound, your knowledge is vast, and you have unique insights into the Great Dao. I admire you greatly."

"It's telling you that the founder of the Primordial Palace wasn't very good?"

"It only says that the founders of the Primordial Palace are all True Lords, and only the two Palace Masters are Immortals. As for the True Lords of the human race, aren't they just like the Netherworld Witches, just different names for the same thing? I know what kind of people the Netherworld Witches are. Anyway, whether they are True Lords or Netherworld Witches, they can't withstand my chopping."

Wei Yuan took out a crimson immortal sword, placed it on the table, and said, "Is this the Fellow Daoist Fei Ye you mentioned? Can you tell if it can talk?"

Demon Blade July stared intently, then suddenly froze: "Wait, where did Fellow Daoist Fei Ye's spiritual essence go? She was just chatting happily with me, how could she have become like this? This, this is impossible!"

Wei Yuan had a general idea of ​​what had happened. It was probably some immortal plant that had possessed the immortal sword and was chatting and bragging with the demonic blade. Now that it saw the demonic blade had caused trouble, it had already slipped away and started playing dead. Even Wei Yuan couldn't figure out which immortal plant had done it.

The daily tasks in the human world flow through various immortal plant nodes, and as time goes by, the spirituality of the immortal plants also increases.

Having read countless historical records and materials, Wei Yuan estimated that the once young and ignorant Jianmu and the honest and loyal Langya were now quite cunning.

In contrast, the Demon Blade had been dormant in the mountains for many years, and after emerging from the mountains, he followed a guy like Lei Dong. His knowledge was basically at the level of a country bumpkin, and any immortal plant could easily fool him and completely control him.

As the Demon Blade was wondering about the whereabouts of Fellow Daoist Scarlet Night's spirit, he suddenly heard someone beside him say, "This little thing is a naturally born spiritual weapon, and it has developed its own spirit over a long period of time. It's quite interesting."

Another person said, "Although it is a naturally spiritual creature, its spirituality is not high and its temperament is rough. I don't think it's very interesting. In my opinion, it would be better to remelt it and get a better raw material."

Only then did Demon Blade notice two Taoist priests standing at the table. One was a handsome young Taoist with delicate features, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like still, deep waters, a slender figure, and an ethereal air. The other was an older Taoist, who, although also good-looking, exuded a murderous aura, tinged with a dark red, suggesting countless lives had been lost. For some reason, Demon Blade hadn't noticed them until the two began speaking, at which point he was startled to realize there were others nearby.

The old Taoist priest, exuding murderous intent, stroked his beard and said, "This sword can talk to a mere mortal sword embryo for so long; it doesn't seem very intelligent. I think his divine consciousness has probably been damaged. Perhaps we should reforge it."

The young Taoist shook his head and said, "No! Such a simple and crude approach is a waste of resources."

The Demon Blade then realized that both Taoists were at the Yu Jing level, and that he himself was equivalent to a Yu Jing when he was without a master. However, despite being at the same Yu Jing level, the Demon Blade felt a chill constantly seeping into its blade, making it impossible to even move, let alone launch a sudden attack.

The two Taoist priests were able to suppress it so much that it was powerless to resist, just by using their aura. Their cultivation level was not far from that of the former master who had forged it into a demonic weapon!

"These, these two are..."

Wei Yuan, expressionless, introduced, "This is Ancestor Xuan Yue, and this is Ancestor Yan Shi."

Yan Shi Zhenjun chuckled and said, "The two of us are just little Yu Jing whom you can chop up at will."

The Demon Blade fell completely silent, not uttering a single word.

Yan Shi Zhenjun teased him and said to Xuan Yue, "This blade is covered with the chaotic energy of the Immortal Heaven. It must have fallen from some destroyed Immortal Heaven. Once I extract its spiritual essence and slowly refine it with an array, I might be able to find the ruins of that Immortal Heaven. If I can draw it over, it can also enhance the sect's foundation."

Xuan Yue said, "There's this last layer; I didn't expect that. Then take your time refining it!"

Since the demonic blade could not speak, its blade began to tremble slightly.

Wei Yuan then said, "This sword originally belonged to Lei Dong of the Leize tribe of the Wu clan. Later, I discovered that Lei Dong had actually been involved in the attack on the Shuli Kingdom. I wonder if there are any hidden tricks from the Heavenly Witch on this sword. If so, it would be good to eliminate any future troubles."

The moment Wei Yuan saw the red leaves after conquering the Shuli Kingdom, he knew that Lei Dong's intelligence source was definitely problematic—not that it was wrong, but that it was too accurate.

Wei Yuan initially thought there was nothing wrong with the Demon Blade, but after experiencing the bizarre dreamscape of the Dream Eater, he discovered that there were countless other methods in this world. He couldn't be sure if there were still Red Leaf or even the Heavenly Witch's hidden hand on the Demon Blade, so he took the opportunity of sending his senior sister back to the mountain to have the two patriarchs take a look at it.

Yan Shi Zhenjun picked up the demonic blade, examined it carefully for a while, and then said, "I can't see anything, Elder Chunqiu... Oh, could you take another look?"

Xuan Yue glared at Yan Shi, took the demonic blade, and carefully sensed it for a while before saying, "The spiritual light is dim, so it's indeed not very intelligent. But it shouldn't have any hidden tricks."

Yan Shi looked at Wei Yuan and said, "You can use this sword with peace of mind, but you need to keep a close eye on it. This kind of wild immortal soldier, who has little knowledge and a bad temper, is likely to cause trouble if not properly managed."

Wei Yuan agreed, put away the Demon Blade and the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword, bid farewell to the two patriarchs, and hurried back to Qingming.

After Wei Yuan left, Xuan Yue asked, "What exactly is going on with Liu Li? She's got so many problems, why did you send her to Qingming? Didn't Wei Yuan already have enough entanglements?"

Seeing that Xuan Yue's aura was rising and she was about to make a move, Yan Shi hurriedly said, "Wait! I'm just worried about Liu Li's future and thought I'd help her find a partner!"

"You can draw any strings you want, just don't involve my Azure Palace! My Azure Palace can handle this ourselves!"

"I'm leading Shuiyue Palace!"

Xuan Yue said, "I won't argue with you. First, explain clearly what this child Liu Li has. Otherwise, don't blame this old Taoist for turning his back on you!"

Yan Shi sighed and said, "Actually, this matter is not complicated. When Liu Li was a child, a celestial soldier spirit broke through the sky and fell into this realm, where Liu Li happened to pick it up."

The celestial weapon had escaped from some secret realm, having already experienced a great battle. Its original body had been completely destroyed when it broke through the air, leaving only the remnant soul of its spirit, which attached itself to Liu Li.

It gave the treasure of fortune it carried to Liuli, elevating her fortune to its peak. Just then, I went down the mountain to travel, so I took her under my wing. I had been sealing the spirit of that immortal weapon, intending to wait for Palace Master Pei to advance further, and then work together to draw the Immortal Heaven Secret Realm from which the immortal weapon originated over, but I didn't expect that Palace Master Pei would have an accident along the way.

Liuli was a strong-willed child. Knowing that the fortune didn't belong to her, she refused to accept it and insisted on forging her own path through her own abilities. Without the protection of fortune, she had to bear the spirit of the possessing immortal soldier alone, and after a while, she couldn't hold on any longer and encountered a minor problem.

So I had Wei Yuan handle the matter, and incidentally pinned the blame on him. Liu Li couldn't bear it, but Wei Yuan was fine.

Xuan Yue frowned slightly and said, "Liu Li is already in trouble, yet you still refuse to let go, shifting the blame onto Wei Yuan. Could it be that you intend to..."

Yan Shi Zhenjun said, "That's right. Once I ascend the immortal mountain, I will set about capturing that old fellow hiding in the secret realm. At that time, I will need Brother Xuan Yue's help."

Xuan Yue snorted and said, "Then I'll go to the Azure Heaven Palace..."

"Build it as tall as you want!"

(End of this chapter)