This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 255: With such long legs, he must be very fast on a tricycle

Xiang Yuan joyfully drew out the strengthened Rouge Sword. The moment it came out of the sheath, a red light broke through the air, with a faint buzzing sound.

The Rouge Sword remained unchanged as a whole, its red glow was charming and deadly, but inside the crystal clear sword body, deep red veins crisscrossed like blood vessels, flowing slowly, as if it had life, breathing and beating.

The creamy musk remains, but with a hint of enchantment, and the subtle fragrance that bewitches the soul is even more intense.

It feels like the rouge beauty put on smoky makeup and turned into a crazy beauty!

It has a bit of a dark meaning.

A crazy beauty is still a beauty, so I have to make a plate of dumplings for her.

Palu, where is the sword technique that I asked you to organize?

What, not done yet?
Why don't you work overtime or wait for the whip here?
After Xiang Yuan finished spraying the lazy Palu, the scabbard turned into black light, leaving a triangular sword mark tattoo on the back of his right hand.

The divine object lost its function and degenerated into a mortal, leaving behind a corpse.

Or a scabbard!

Even though it is dead, there are still three thousand nails to fix it. As a once powerful divine object, the scabbard of the sword is still a top-notch treasure in the world after its death.

For example, sturdy!

The powerful defensive power made Xiang Yuan look sideways again and again. He felt that by wearing this equipment, he could gain immortality, as well as the ability to heal himself and stop aging.

He held the Rouge Sword that had been transformed beyond recognition and looked Guan Yan up and down.

It doesn't mean anything else, you can have the surgery now.

Wang Genji used the power of the scabbard to reshape his body, and Xiang Yuan could also help Guan Yan reshape herself. He weighed the pros and cons and finally gave up.

The crimson universe has withered. The demonic energy extracted from it when used for attacks will have a corrupting effect. If used to reshape the body, it will inevitably pose a hidden danger. If not handled properly, it may turn Guan Yan into a forty-year-old succubus aunt.

Maybe it's black skin!
Although it’s very exciting to think about it and the scene is already there, Xiang Yuan would never joke about Guan Yan’s future for his own selfish reasons.

"What is the result? Can the world still be saved?" Guan Yan asked cautiously, fearing that he would get a helpless reply.

"If I can change it once, I can change it a second time. But this sword can't do it. I have to think of another way."

Xiang Yuan shook his long tail and said, "Don't move around here. I'm going to change my skin. When I come back, I can change the world."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the passage, dispelled his demonic body, took out a set of clean clothes and put them on.

Just as he put on his pants, he saw Guan Yan following him. He raised his hand to cover his clothes in front of him, and said with a frown: "Big sister, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. I won't run away. Go back and wait for me for five minutes."

That won’t work. If you never come back, where can I find you?

Since it concerns the future of the world, Guan Yan has to follow whatever Xiang Yuan says. At this point, she has already believed what Xiang Yuan says.

I am the Great Emperor Zhenwu, I am a god!
Xiang Yuan didn't want to expose the secret of Yanfu Sect. A red light flashed in his eyes. While Guan Yan was in a trance, he waved his hand to open the white door and stepped in.

Returning to the outskirts of Dilongbao in Qianyuan Realm, Xiang Yuan raised his hand and calculated that the speed of time flow in the Wasteland Realm did not affect Qianyuan Realm. They were not in a long river of time, and entering and exiting was only a blink of an eye when the door was opened and closed.

He lit up the jade tattoo in his hand and tried to contact Xiao Lingyue and Chaner, but no one paid attention to him. He said angrily that the matter was not over yet, and then plunged into the world of gods.

If you ignore me today, tomorrow... I will also wait twice before answering the phone.

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The world of gods.

Xiang Yuan set Xuanwu Tongchu Mansion, the old nest of Zhenwu Emperor, as the resurrection point. He would refresh and appear here every time, doing it in a way that no one could tell. Even his personal secretary Bai Ze didn't know where he went when he disappeared.

Every time Mr. Bai Yue asked, Xiang Yuan would say that Master Jingyun had given him tasks. He was the Great Emperor Zhenwu and the Patriarch Jiu Tian Dang Mo, and he had a heavy workload every day and was a busy man who could never rest.

If you ask, it means I'm busy with work. If you ask again, it means I'm trying to make money to support you.

Mr. Bai Yue never had any doubts. After all, the Great Emperor Zhenwu really had the important task of subduing demons and monsters. The Blue Star Realm and the Heavenly Demon Realm all started with Xiang Yuan going down to the mortal world to open up the ascension channel, which allowed other gods to come in and out.

As for what Xiang Yuan did in the Blue Star Realm and the Heavenly Demon Realm, Bai Yue Jushi had no idea, and even with the power of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva he was unable to observe it.

Guanyin's divine power cannot cross boundaries, and cannot be connected to the ascension channel. Her divine power is limited to the three realms of heaven, earth, and hell in the world of gods. She is also unable to observe the blessed places and immortal temples blessed by divine power.

When it comes to personal privacy, even Bodhisattva Guanyin cannot act recklessly.

It's not just Bodhisattva Guanyin, other immortals and gods are the same. The laws of heaven and earth in the world of gods do not support cross-boundary perception among immortals, and Xiang Yuan is no exception.

But Xiang Yuan is fundamentally different from other immortals and gods in one aspect.

Master Jingyun's thighs are long and white. The Great Emperor Zhenwu Xiang Yuan can enter and exit the world below the ascension passage on his own. Other gods must either receive an imperial edict from the Emperor of Heaven or submit an application to the Emperor of Heaven to descend to the earth, otherwise they are not allowed to go anywhere.

As for the imperial edict, if the Emperor of Heaven has given an order, you have to go even if you don't want to. Any application you submit will be rejected. The Emperor of Heaven is not targeting anyone, but it is the rule of heaven and everyone is treated the same.

What, Zhenwu Emperor?

If you have a powerful master, the Emperor of Heaven will naturally turn a blind eye. If you don’t have one, don’t talk nonsense and just work honestly in Heaven from nine to five.

……

Kunlun Mountains.

Xiang Yuan landed on the top of the mountain carefully. When he saw the domineering figure in red clothes and white hair, his heart began to panic.

Oh no, the damn illusion memory is attacking me again!

Xiang Yuan shook his head repeatedly to dispel the beautiful images in his mind, and repeatedly reminded himself that his master had a way to spy on people's hearts, and that the supernatural power of the Great Emperor Zhenwu probably couldn't cover it. He must not think about it, absolutely not think about it, otherwise he would be beaten up today.

He patted his face, his heart as calm as water, his expression as serious as if he was visiting a grave.

"Master, I, Xiang Yuan, greet you."

Xiang Yuan bowed, walked forward obediently, picked up the fan and started fanning, going all the way to the third gear, causing the pages of the book in Jingyun's hand to rustle.

Jingyun frowned slightly, thinking it was annoying. Just as she was about to call a halt, she noticed that Xiang Yuan had a strange look on his face.

It’s strange, why don’t you look serious usually?
There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Jingyun is so experienced that she can see through Xiang Yuan's guilty conscience at a glance. She guessed that he got into trouble outside and came to the master to help clean up the mess.

Haha, wipe it yourself!

"Why are you so serious? I'm not dead yet!"

Jingyun snorted coldly, and then his expression became strange.

There was no other reason. A scolding broke Xiang Yuan's calmness. He was already feeling guilty, and the more he tried not to think about it, the more he thought about it. A series of scenes flashed through his mind, and Jingyun saw them all clearly.

Jingyun: (_)
You audacious and daring villain, I knew you had evil intentions, but I never thought you would dare to have such wild thoughts!
For a moment, Jingyun didn't know how to comment. If you say he was filial, the evil disciple even dared to flirt with his master in the illusion. If you say he was extremely audacious, the evil disciple still struggled.

This apprentice is useless. If I don’t teach him a lesson today, he will definitely dare to do it again in the future!

Jingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body flew out of control for three to five meters sideways, doing free fall, and fell off a thousand-foot cliff shrouded in clouds and mist.

This is much more exciting than bungee jumping!

Xiang Yuanren was in the air, the wind was howling like a wild beast, deforming his facial features. His eyes were narrowed into slits, and he could barely see things. His clothes were rustling in the wind, and his long hair was pulled straight.

The huge feeling of weightlessness almost suffocated him, and his calves began to cramp.

He tried to save himself, but found that all the strength in his body was sealed and he couldn't mobilize even a little bit. Not only did the divine power of Emperor Zhenwu disappear, but even his innate cultivation could not be sensed, let alone he could enter the devil's realm and spread his wings.

As a mortal being, falling into the abyss is certain death.

In shock, Xiang Yuan waved the phoenix feather fan in his hand wildly, trying to create reverse thrust to slow down his falling speed.

This is how Tom and Jerry are performed, and Tom Daojun has even succeeded.

Xiang Yuan was not Tom Daojun after all. His feather fan was almost sending out sparks, but his falling speed remained unchanged. After passing through the dense clouds, the dark valley below was getting closer and closer. The sharp gravel was like a sword, and in just three to five seconds, he would be pierced into a skewer.

Master, it’s unfair. It’s those treacherous villains who want to harm my disciple!
Xiang Yuan felt extremely aggrieved. Illusions and the like were not something he could control. How could he know who would appear? He didn't want to think about it either.

Besides, he struggled and didn't let the 'Jingyun' in the illusion succeed.

Shouldn't Master praise this self-control that is full of filial piety?

What, why didn’t other women appear, such as Sima Qingyan. In terms of temperament, beauty, and figure, the top student is not bad either!

Xiang Yuan still said the same thing, the illusion was not dominated by his personal subjective will, and the treacherous villain forced Jingyun in in order to harm him.

Xiang Yuan was still thinking about who the villain was and seriously suspected it was Palu!

He discovered a long time ago that this handsome guy, who looked loyal, was actually a complete pervert and extremely bold, and wanted to eat peaches all day long.

Because they were one of us, I didn't make it public. Unexpectedly, my kindness backfired.

Shouldn’t I regret it at the beginning?

Sharp gravel hit his face. Xiang Yuan said to himself, "I'm dead," and closed his eyes tightly.

boom!
The body passed straight through the earth, the sky spun, and fell again from a height of thousands of miles.

Halfway through, Xiang Yuan squinted his eyes and opened them, and saw Jingyun sitting on the top of the cliff. The latter was slowly flipping through a book, not forgetting to take the time to give him a cold look.

The strong wind blew in his face, and the scenery on the top of the mountain quickly faded away. Xiang Yuan did not see the cold eyes, but only the eyes of the heart.

What? Master’s mind is as narrow as a needle tip.

If the two sides switched positions and he appeared in the master's illusion instead, he guaranteed that he would not get angry and would just smile and let it go.

As Xiang Yuan was thinking this, he discovered that his falling speed suddenly increased, as if someone had pushed him.

In the terrifying state of weightlessness, the person is flying in front and the soul is chasing behind.

He opened his mouth and screamed, and drank a belly full of wind.

Jingyun sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, turning the pages of the book slowly. Xiangyuan's falling figure kept flashing in front of him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he felt that the book was becoming more and more interesting as he read on.

Bang!
I don't know how long it took, or how many times it repeated, but Xiangyuan finally prostrated himself on the ground and made contact with the real ground, creating a human-shaped hole behind Jingyun. He groaned and didn't get up for a long time.

"If you have any more evil thoughts, I will make sure you die without a burial place!" "Master, I am really wronged..."

Xiang Yuan staggered out of the pit with one hand raised and crawled out pitifully. His hairstyle was still cool, and he used the divine power of Emperor Zhenwu to restyle it, and it finally returned to normal.

If you didn't have any evil ambitions, how could I appear in your dreams!
Jingyun didn't believe Xiangyuan's lies. Thinking that Xiangyuan still had some respect for his teacher and knew how to resist instead of giving in, she gave him a light punishment. If he did it again, she would never let him off easily.

Xiang Yuan steadied his shaking legs and stood obediently beside Jingyun. He showed his shamelessness and humility, and looked like a disciple who would follow his master till death. He blushed and said, "Master, I have discovered a new world. It is very valuable for collection and meets the expansion needs of the Heavenly God Realm. Can you lend me your magic weapon for a while?"

"What world?"

"My disciple calls it the wasteland..." Xiang Yuan gave a brief description.

"A useless place is dispensable." Jingyun said lightly.

"Master, what you said makes sense. I think so too. But there is a saying that goes, whether it is useful or not is different from whether it exists or not. It can be useless, but I cannot be without it. Don't you agree?"

"Haha, you are kind-hearted."

Jingyun glanced at Xiangyuan, untied the jade belt and handed it to him: "Since you still have some conscience, I give this to you. The Wasteland Realm will count it as a merit for you. It may come in handy in the future."

"Master, you are very compassionate. I am grateful for your teachings."

Xiang Yuan put down his feather fan, took his belt with both hands, and walked away backwards. As he passed the big hole he had made, he twisted his foot and almost fell into it.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a chuckle.

Seeing Master Jingyun's domineering back, Xiang Yuan didn't know who was laughing, so he just pretended not to hear it and left quickly holding his belt.

After a series of crossings, he returned to the wasteland dungeon, and before Guan Yan came to his senses, he sat cross-legged holding his belt.

Guan Yan only felt a flash before his eyes, and Xiang Yuan changed his posture, with a noble and gorgeous jade belt in his hand, which seemed to be a woman's personal belongings.

She didn't dare to say or ask.

Half an hour later, Xiang Yuan opened his eyes, and the jade belt turned into a spot of light and was taken back by Jingyun.

Xiang Yuan took a deep breath, the power of Emperor Zhenwu surged in his body, he closed his eyes and sensed the outside world. The laws of the world of gods really were a combination of wisdom and courage, and they cornered the laws of the world of wasteland, and quickly convinced his younger brother with both kindness and force.

The God Realm was delighted to get a lackey +1, the laws of the wasteland were forced to change, the dark clouds covering the sky dissipated, revealing the sun that had not appeared in three hundred years.

not enough!
Xiang Yuan stood up and said to Guan Yan who was unaware of what was happening: "Big sister, do you remember the bet we made before? If I become a perfect Qiyuan-level enhancer, let me see what the most beautiful woman in the dungeon looks like."

You are late, twenty years late!

Guan Yan was about to say something when her body rose up uncontrollably and was pulled closer by Xiang Yuan's five fingers, with her limbs spread out, and she was suspended in the air.

Black light surged in Xiang Yuan's eyes, and divine power spread out, wrapping around Guan Yan's body, wiping out the mechanical prosthesis on her left hand and all the clothes on her body.

This was a body without any beauty at all, with one arm, one eye, and hideous scars all over its body. The bumps and ridges made people subconsciously think of a toad, or even an evil ghost crawling out of the flames.

"No, don't look." Guan Yan's voice trembled. She knew how disgusting her ugly appearance was, and there was a pleading tone in her words.

"Don't be afraid, the nightmare is over..."

Xiang Yuan whispered comforting words, and the black divine power surged into Guan Yan's body, reshaping his bones and flesh, repairing hidden injuries, and removing impurities.

The broken arm regenerates, the blind eye regains sight, thick black hair grows, and in an instant it reaches the waist. The stiff, ugly keratin-like shell on the body slowly peels off, revealing new skin as delicate as milk...

During this process, Xiang Yuan took advantage of the situation to strip off the red energy from Guan Yan's body, and created a congenital body that could return to the past. It could circulate the small and large meridians, practice on its own, and comprehend the laws of heaven and earth.

The ascension channel was opened, and the laws of heaven and earth in the wasteland were pressed to the ground by the gods. The spiritual energy was officially revived. From then on, the indigenous people of the wasteland could practice normally instead of relying on the devil's energy to enter their bodies and mutate.

Practicing magic may not be an evil path, but the blood-colored crystal is definitely an evil path, and the laws of heaven and earth have been re-established, so the path of mutation is doomed to fail.

Afterwards, he would leave behind a secret manual of martial arts that could lead to the level of innate power, to ensure that everyone would have the possibility of achieving innate power of ascension.

Regardless of whether it can fly or not, there is hope.

To get back to the point, when Xiang Yuan was adjusting Guan Yan's body, he made some slight changes out of selfish motives. For example, he lowered the bone age by a few years, to just over 30 years old, the same age as Master Bai Yue.

I don't mean anything else, I just think this age is just right.

At the moment the divine power entered his body, Guan Yan closed his eyes, and felt the black light slowly seeping into his limbs and bones like running water, like a pair of warm hands that could heal all the pain and dispel all the haze.

Her whole body felt light as if weightless, and the warm feeling made her sleepy. It had been a long time since she felt so comfortable and relaxed.

Guan Yan closed her eyes and took a nap, while Xiang Yuan stroked his chin and looked at the most beautiful woman in the dungeon. She had a delicate and flawless face, soft features, gentleness and elegance, a tall figure, an upright posture, and snow-white skin that was so pure that it seemed to be glowing, making people think of the word angel.

"A little disappointing, that's all."

Xiang Yuan thought so, looked at her again, and then again, and commented silently, "What a fair angel, with really long legs."

With such long legs, he must be very fast at pedaling a tricycle!
"Strange, why do I feel like something is missing?"

Xiang Yuan looked at it for a long time, analyzed it calmly, and thought about it for a while, then he suddenly realized it.

Missing clothes.

The naked angel was too revealing, and it was difficult to fully express the sense of holiness and purity. Passersby felt that it was unreasonable.

Guan Yan heard Xiang Yuan mumbling in her sleep and slowly woke up. Seeing the latter's eyes wide open, she cried in grief and begged again: "Don't look, please."

You may not know how beautiful you are now!

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and waved, and Guan Yan's feet landed lightly on the ground. Just as she squatted on the ground with her arms around her knees, a mirror appeared in front of her.

Guan Yan glanced at the woman in the mirror and saw that she was as beautiful as an angel. However, her gaze was evasive and her face was pale. She looked so frightened due to inferiority complex that it was heartbreaking.

She was stunned on the spot. It was a very familiar face, yet so familiar that it seemed strange.

It seems like an old friend whom I haven’t seen for many years.

Guan Yan stood up slowly and saw the woman in the mirror with long hair draped over her shoulders. Then he lowered his head stiffly and looked at his shoulders. Although he did not see her feet, he did see her long-lost hair.

She raised her hand tremblingly to hold her black hair, took a step forward and almost stuck to the mirror, stroking the face in the mirror with one hand and her own cheek with the other, looking very cautious, fearing that she would accidentally shatter the illusion.

The touch of her fingertips felt so real, with a slight warmth, which made Guan Yan unable to control herself. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she moved her hands down along her neck, touching her towering chest. After confirming the reality, she continued to grope downwards.

Xiang Yuan stood behind the mirror, looking solemn and saying nothing.

What should I do? Should I tell Guan Yan that this is a two-way mirror?
Seeing Guan Yan's tearful face, Xiang Yuan still felt that it would be better to wait a little longer. The other party's psychological and emotional fluctuations were too great. Removing the mirror or making a sound at this time would be used as an outlet for emotional release due to the close distance.

In this damn place, no one will hear you even if you scream at the top of your lungs. In case the child of Emperor Zhenwu is kidnapped, it is better to keep quiet.

Five minutes later, Xiang Yuan couldn't wait any longer, so he clenched his fist and coughed softly, dispersing the water mirror: "Big sister, there are no outsiders here, cry if you want to, you can't vent your emotions just by shedding tears."

Guan Yan subconsciously raised her hand, trying to retain the dispersing water mirror. She looked panicked, as if without the mirror, she would become the ugly face in her nightmare again.

She suddenly thought of something, her face flushed, and she squatted down with her arms around her knees: "No, don't look."

The same lines, but with completely different tones and meanings.

Xiang Yuan waved and put a white coat on him. It was right for him not to look at it. It was really not good to take advantage of someone in distress. It was very rude.

And I've seen enough.

With an extra piece of clothing on her body, Guan Yan finally stood up, hesitated for a while, and whispered, "Can I look in the mirror?"

Xiang Yuan didn't mind the trouble. After all, beautiful women should be treated preferentially. Besides, since the other party was so pitiful, it was understandable that she wanted to appreciate him more after she was reborn.

In the water mirror, the woman is wearing a full white business suit, her outfit is simple and her temperament is elegant.

The white suit jacket is tailored with smooth lines, and is paired with a white tube top with a high neckline that only reveals the delicate collarbone.

The lower body is matched with a white western skirt, the hem of which is slightly narrowed and just above the knees. The slender legs are covered with white stockings, which fit the skin tightly, making the leg curves more smooth and beautiful.

All in white, even her high heels are white.

The underwear that Xiang Yuan gave as a gift of friendship was also...

Well, anyway, since you are an angel, there is nothing wrong with wearing white.

Guan Yan looked at the seemingly imaginary figure in the mirror, pursed her lips, and after shedding tears for a moment, she suddenly burst into tears.

The sound was loud and harsh, and quite heartbreaking.

Louder, and use all your strength!

Xiang Yuan nodded when he heard it, thinking that it would be okay if he cried, and he did not go to comfort Guan Yan. No matter what he said at this time, the probability of success would be as high as 100%.

He and Guan Yan are not that familiar with each other, so he decided not to push this idea away.

Moreover, he has more important things to do.

Xiang Yuan’s three views are very simple: good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. Good people should be rewarded, and those who have experienced hardships should get a happy ending.

Otherwise, who would be a good person? Who would be willing to endure hardship? Everyone would run to the other side to be the bad guy. What is the difference between this world and hell?

This is true for Guan Yan and everyone else in the dungeon.

Xiang Yuan raised one hand upwards, and divine power enveloped the dungeon. With a roar, the four civilian areas in the southeast, northwest, and northeast were moved out of the underground, allowing this city full of sorrow to see the light of day again.

The nobles in the central area are in a bit of trouble and have to climb the stairs on their own. Xiang Yuan says that the power of the Zhenwu Emperor is limited and everyone is unfamiliar with him, so people have to rely on themselves and be down-to-earth.

High in the sky, the sun was not warm, and it was even a little dazzling to the residents of the underground city who had never seen the sun.

After a brief silence, crying sounds gradually rose, and all around there were low growls that vented the repressed gloom. Just like Guan Yan's crying, it was heart-wrenching, and she started laughing while crying.

"not enough……"

Xiang Yuan looked at the barren land. The spiritual energy had just begun to revive and the current conditions on Earth were still too harsh.

He raised his hand, and the Zhenwu Soap Carved Flag covered the sky, clearing the evil spirit between heaven and earth and dispersing the turbid dust in the air. At the end of his sight, he could see a slowly rising bud.

Help people to the end, and send Buddha to the west. It is an easy thing to do, so just put in a little more effort.

Go find Bodhisattva Guanyin and borrow her pure bottle!
(End of this chapter)