This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 272: I am one step late, I hope to atone my sins
The portal leading to the sword pillar opened. Chang Xiuming took a deep breath, suppressed the melancholy on his face, and strode in.

The scenery in front of me suddenly changed, as if I had entered another world, with a sea of ​​clouds, undulating mountains, and dotted sword pillars.

Chang Xiuming was used to it. He bowed and said anxiously, "Sister, I have something important to report to Master. I hope you can help me."

Shang Qingmeng sat cross-legged on the futon, his expression indifferent, his eyes like water, cold and deep: "What's the matter?"

"This is a matter of great importance. I can only ask Master..."

"If there's nothing else, leave."

Shang Qingmeng interrupted him rudely, leaving no room for retreat, nor did he give Chang Xiuming a good look just because they were fellow disciples.

Chang Xiuming looked solemn, and whispered, "Junior brother, I have received accurate information that the old Taoist Jie Hai has been making moves recently, and has contacted a group of evil demons, and seems to be intending to harm my Jian Xin Zhai. Wushuang Palace has invited us to a duel, and the mountain gate is empty. I am worried that the old Taoist Jie Hai will suddenly attack."

Shang Qingmeng nodded slightly, his tone still calm: "The Nine Absolute Sword Formation is activated, Jian Xin Zhai is as solid as a rock, absolutely safe, if the old Taoist Jie Hai dares to attack, he will never return."

“Having said that, the old Taoist Jie Hai is, after all, an old demon with many tricks and sinister means. He even had a grudge with Master in his early years…”

Chang Xiuming showed worry on his face: "He is eyeing us covetously this time. He must have made some preparations. We must be on guard. I want to report this to Master in person and ask her to get a set of rules."

"No need, Master doesn't want to see you."

Shang Qingmeng said calmly: "I am here in Jianxinzhai, and I am capable of handling everything. You just stay at the Men's Courtyard and guard it. If the old Taoist Jiehai attacks, hold on for a while, and I will come to help you."

Seeing Shang Qingmeng being so ruthless, Chang Xiuming could only smile bitterly. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Senior Sister, I want to see Master. In addition to reporting this matter, there is another more important matter."

At this point, he took out a Qiankun Ring from his arms, slowly pushed it, and presented it to Shang Qingmeng: "This item is an opportunity that Junior Brother got in Southern Jin. It has great fortune and may extend Master's life by ten years. I hope Senior Sister will give it to Master."

Shang Qingmeng nodded when he heard this: "Junior brother, you are thoughtful."

She raised her hand and touched the ring, her soul sinking into it, wanting to see clearly what opportunity was.

If it is an ordinary thing, there is no need to disturb Master.

Just as the soul swept away the restriction, the ordinary Qiankun Ring changed its shape, the broken light shattered, the silver bottle suddenly opened, the light and shadow splashed everywhere, and turned into three black swords, surrounding Shang Qingmeng in the shape of a character "品".

A series of distorted characters moved around, forming a formation to trap people and seize objects, sealing Shang Qingmeng in the sword formation.

Shang Qingmeng showed surprise in her eyes. After all, she was a ruthless person. Even if her junior brother attacked her by surprise, she could not be surprised for too long. She quickly regained her composure and just frowned in confusion: "Junior brother, do you know what you are doing?"

"know."

Chang Xiuming raised his hand and struck out with a sword finger, while reinforcing the seal, he said: "Senior sister, I once told you in my early years that those who are extremely emotional are extremely skilled in swordsmanship. You have cut off the seven emotions and the six desires in order to achieve a clear sword heart and reach the realm of Dao sword. It seems that you can solve the problem once and for all, but in fact you are totally wrong."

"Junior brother, I also told you before that those who are too emotional will be hurt by emotion. Your sword heart is in trouble and you have entered the devil realm." Shang Qingmeng sighed.

"Master said that everyone has his own swordsmanship, whether it is extremely affectionate or heartless, I am not here to discuss swordsmanship with you today."

Chang Xiuming's face turned cold. After consolidating the seal, he turned around and began to control the Nine Absolute Sword Formation: "I just want to tell you, Senior Sister, Absolute Love may allow you to touch the realm of Dao Sword, but you will be trapped for life and there will be no possibility of improvement. Your sword path has come to an end."

"Junior brother, your extreme path has come to an end. Go back while there is still time. Master doesn't want to see you, and you shouldn't have unrealistic fantasies about him." Shang Qingmeng said slowly.

"not necessarily!"

A dark light flashed in Chang Xiu's bright eyes, and a bit of devilish energy emanated from them: "Master will not live long, I have my own way to extend her life, and the feelings I have for Master are not as dirty as you think."

Shang Qingmeng said no more. He closed his eyes and released the clear light, attacking the seal of the sword formation that trapped him.

Chang Xiuming's ten fingers were as fast as lightning, and he made one seal after another. He first opened a portal above the Nine Absolute Sword Formation, and then rebuilt the sword formation, which allowed people to enter but not exit.

After doing all this, he took out a jade slip from his arms and raised his hand to crush it.

Buzz!
Surrounded by a bloody vortex, more than a dozen figures slowly walked out.

The leading man had red eyes and bloodshot hair, and was wearing a scarlet robe. His face was as white as paper, and he looked sinister and evil, definitely not a righteous man.

The old Taoist priest robbed the sea.

Among the more than ten figures, his aura was the most powerful.

There was another woman in white, her aura was vague but her presence was very strong. However, she was weaker than Jie Hai Lao Dao because her appearance was not eye-catching enough.

The woman was dressed in a moon-white brocade gown, her hair tied up in a high bun, her body soft and graceful, her skin white as snow, three times brighter than the white dress, like a white peony in full bloom with dew, bright and beautiful, elegant like a fairy, making people intoxicated.

Although her pretty face is covered by a white veil, revealing only half of it, her long eyebrows, beautiful eyes, charming black pupils are captivating, and her delicate facial features reveal an extremely beautiful face.

Fairy of empty shadow.

Together with Chang Xiuming and Shang Qingmeng, there were four great masters in the Tongyou stage in the quiet room that was neither too big nor too small.

The rest of the people, both men and women, with different auras, were all around the Spirit Transformation Stage and were reduced to supporting roles, so it was better not to talk about them.

"Jiejiejiejie————"

The old Taoist Jie Hai is worthy of being called an old devil. When he opened his mouth, he let out a standard devil's laugh.

When he saw Shang Qingmeng being captured and the Jianxinzhai Nine Absolute Sword Formation was right before his eyes, he immediately praised: "Brother Changxian has great skills. Today, he has achieved his wish and got the beauty. I would like to congratulate you in advance."

The lines are also in standard villain style, either don't speak at all, or open the champagne when speaking.

Chang Xiuming did not reply, but kept striking with his finger sword. A door opened in front of him and abundant spiritual energy rushed towards him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a hint of hesitation appeared in his melancholy eyes.

waste!

Taoist Jie Hai had never heard of the term "dog licker", but that did not stop him from thinking that Chang Xiuming was a complete waste. He was a grandmaster of the Tongyou period, but he just slept with his master. It was not a big deal. There was no need to panic.

If you don't sleep, I will sleep!

He stepped forward cheerfully and said, "Brother Chang, the goddess in your dream is right in front of you. Now that you are here, what is there to hesitate about? I dare to be a witness today to ensure that the two newlyweds can live happily together forever."

After hearing what he said, Chang Xiuming's anxious mood finally eased a lot. The dark light in his eyes became even brighter, and he strode into the door.

The body of the old Taoist Jie Hai shook, blood light floated, and three clones of the Blood God Son were left behind. They caught up with Chang Xiuming and stepped into the gate.

Fairy Kongying did not follow. She looked at Shang Qingmeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, trying hard to break the seal with a smile in her eyes: "My dear sister, it has been many years since we last met. I miss you day and night. It has been so hard for me to find you!"

The enemy of Taoist Jie Hai is Sword Master Su Ran, not Fairy Kong Ying. The fight and death in it has nothing to do with her. She came to Jian Xin Zhai just to kill Shang Qing Meng to relieve her hatred.

Shang Qingmeng slowly raised his eyes, paused for a moment on Fairy Kongying's face, and said lightly: "Who are you, sir? Do we know each other?"

"..."xN
Being ignored is the greatest insult to a person. Fairy Kongying has been thinking about Shang Qingmeng day and night, but the latter has long forgotten who she is. This is not just an ordinary blow to self-esteem, but a direct negation of the value of existence.

More than a dozen people in the Spirit Transformation Stage had strange expressions on their faces. Knowing that their strength was limited, they could not afford to take advantage of the opportunity. So they walked out of the sword formation one by one and looked for trouble with the ordinary disciples of Jian Xinzhai.

The three clones of the Blood God also left.

After everyone left, Fairy Kongying untied the white veil on her face, revealing a beautiful and charming face that was both beautiful and charming.

"Now, seeing this sword wound, have you remembered who I am?"

As she spoke, her peach-pink lips slowly opened, opened again, and opened again...the corners of her mouth stretched all the way to her cheeks.

The beauty's appearance was strange and terrifying, indescribably horrifying.

Fairy Kongying covered the girl with the white veil again and said, "Sister, you have ruined my appearance, which is like destroying my life. I miss you day and night and cannot sleep. Only if you repay me a hundredfold can I feel at ease."

In the Tongyou stage, severed limbs can be regenerated, but the sword wound on Fairy Kongying's face cannot be healed. It is obvious that Shang Qingmeng had acted ruthlessly back then, completely cutting off the possibility for Fairy Kongying to regain her beauty.

"I see. I have forgotten your face, but I have some impression of this sword mark."

Shang Qingmeng nodded, and a clear light flashed around his body like flames, which wiped out the three black swords and turned them into black powder that flew away.

It won't be long before she can escape.

"You are arrogant and sharp-tongued. I will make sure you die without a burial place today!"

Fairy Kongying snorted coldly, then regained her seductive look: "Sister knows that you are heartless and have no desires, and you are not afraid of death, so I spent ten years to create a method of 'disturbing people's sweet dreams' in your name, so that you will be doomed in the sea of ​​clouds forever."

"Is this true?"

Shang Qingmeng's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she was very interested in what he said.

She wasn't being careless on purpose, and she really didn't mean to be weird. She was simply cutting off her emotions, which made her a little bit stupid.

And because they are real words from the heart and are particularly sincere, they are also particularly hurtful.

Fairy Kongying was so angry that she was shaking with anger. She raised her hand and took out the magic weapon "Cloud and Water Map". After pushing it open, clouds and mist appeared, covering the world. The boundless desire penetrated into the bones, making the body soft and numb. With the magical scene of the sea of ​​clouds, she couldn't help but sink into it.

Amidst the boundless spring scenery, there is also boundless murderous intent. Once you sink into it, at best you will become possessed and die, at worst you will be controlled for life and become a living puppet controlled by the Fairy Kongying.

The master of the Tongyou period of the Jile Dao.

Shang Qingmeng cut off all emotions and desires, and had no worldly desires. Seeing the rolling sea of ​​clouds around him, he said in boredom: "If you want me to fall into lust, you might as well transform into a sword shadow. If there is a magic sword in front of me, I might sink into it and find it difficult to extricate myself."

She was very serious about saying hurtful things.

Fairy Kongying faded into the sea of ​​clouds, and she used the power of the magic weapon to trap people and take things, and trapped Shang Qingmeng and herself together. Then she used the secret method, and the four looked at each other, their minds connected, and their blood and aura became one.

Immediately afterwards, a number of handsome young men appeared around Fairy Kongying, making love with her.

"Is your method of disturbing people's sweet dreams a little bit low?"

Shang Qingmeng was quite disappointed. The surging sword energy hit the seal and he broke free in an instant. He swept the sword light with one finger and broke through the heavy sea of ​​clouds. Suddenly, he felt his body shake and a sword mark appeared on his cheek.

She raised her hand and brushed it, and seeing the deep red color, she smiled and said, "Your magic weapon is indeed worth taking. I have not yet asked for your name, and I hope you can tell me."

Her words are really irritating! ————

boom!
Xiang Yuan and Tang Rou were walking on the road in the middle of Jianxinzhai Avenue when they heard a loud noise. They looked up at the sky and said, "The spatial fluctuations have changed. The formation seems to have changed its direction. What's going on? Is there any festival celebration in Jianxinzhai today?"

After saying that, he looked at Tang Rou and received a very clear look in return.

Blame me. This question is a bit difficult for you. I should ask you what you want to eat tonight.

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes and dreamed of the past when he and a group of young heroes formed a mob. That was his lost youth.

The spatial fluctuations changed again. Xiang Yuan felt a blur and was unable to detect the situation outside Jian Xinzhai. The sun above his head also became illusory.

His face straightened, and he slapped Tang Rou on the back of her collar, then lifted her up and put her on his shoulder: "Something is wrong, there is something wrong with your formation!"

Xiang Yuan didn't know the reason for the change in the formation, so just in case, he captured a hostage first.

"Put me down. There are so many people here. It would be embarrassing if someone saw us..."

"I'm talking about you. I know a shortcut. There's no one there."

Tang Rou's face turned red at Xiang Yuan's sudden action. She thought she was going to be raped. She kicked her legs stubbornly twice and got slapped on the butt. She immediately covered her face, whimpered twice and stopped resisting.

Xiang Yuan was too lazy to pay attention to Tang Rou. White light flashed in his eyes, and his body rose and fell several times, heading straight for the outskirts of Jianxinzhai.

At this moment, more than ten figures floated in the air, both men and women, all of whom were in the Spirit Transformation Stage and had an impressive aura.

Rays of light fell and scattered in every corner of Jianxinzhai.

Is there an outsider?
Where did it come from? Why didn’t the sword formation react?

Oh, it turns out they’re not arresting me!

Xiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he stopped and threw Tang Rou to the ground: "Your house has been robbed, where is the basement, quickly find a place to hide."

Tang Rou's skills are average, far inferior to Sima Qingyan. If she encounters a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage, she might not even be able to utter a sound and would be killed instantly.

It was not until Xiang Yuan reminded her that Tang Rou realized what had happened. She hurriedly said, "Brother Xiang, I know a shortcut. Come with me and hide."

"No, in Xiang's dictionary, every enemy must be fought, I don't know how to write the word 'hide'."

Xiang Yuan showed a grim smile, and felt that his addiction to chopping could be relieved. He was impatient and slapped Tang Rou on the shoulder, telling her to hide quickly.

I've been eating a lot these days, it's time to do some exercise after dinner.

"No, it's impossible. The thieves who were able to break into Jianxinzhai must have at least reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. You can't defeat them." Tang Rou said anxiously.

"What, you also know that I have become a god?"

"..."

What does Huashen mean?
Tang Rou blinked. These words coming out of Xiang Yuan's mouth suddenly became obscure and difficult to understand.

"Forget it, let me get you to a safe place first!"

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and grabbed the belt around Tang Rou's waist. With his natural strength, he lifted it up gently in his hand. His figure turned into a phantom and headed towards the direction where there were the most people nearby.

Although judging others by oneself, a small flat person like Tang Rou will not bring unnecessary disaster upon herself, but what if, what if someone just likes the Wall of Sighs!
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Somewhere in Jianxinzhai, beneath a sword pillar, sword energy was everywhere and murderous intent was lurking everywhere.

Several Jianxinzhai's Xiantian-stage disciples protected their fellow sisters and formed a sword formation, struggling to resist the three Huashen-stage warriors on the opposite side.

The reason why they resisted with difficulty instead of being knocked down immediately upon contact was because the three Spiritualization Stages were just playing cat and mouse and were not serious at all. They had a grudge against Jian Xinzhai and were not in a hurry to end the battle. They enjoyed this one-sided sense of oppression and regarded resistance as a dance performance, commenting on it from time to time.

This is what villains are like. They always like to open champagne at halftime.

The disciples of Jianxinzhai were livid and furious, but they could do nothing about it. There was a huge gap in their realms, and love and bonds could not change anything.

"Not bad, your waist is twisting very well, I want the pink dress."

"You don't understand this, don't you? Bending the waist is just a momentary pleasure. Women should look at their buttocks. The one in the white dress is very good."

"Okay, the rest is mine."

"Hahaha————" x3
The three people in the Spirit Transformation Stage spoke foul words and were frivolous and vulgar. They regarded the female disciples of Jianxinzhai as playthings and started to divide them up in front of them.

Swish!
Xiang Yuan flashed and stood beside them. Seeing that the three people had different facial expressions, he gave them code names according to their characteristics. The one with a dark face was called San Ye, the one with a red face was called Er Ye, and so on. The one with a white face was called Cao Zei.

"Boy, where are you from?"

The white-faced Cao Ze frowned and said, there are no male disciples in the Jianxinzhai Women's College. If he is one of their own... there doesn't seem to be this handsome pretty boy in the team.

Disguised?
Yes, after all, it was a crime of murder and arson.

Xiang Yuan didn't waste any words. He drew out the Jinglan Sword, pointed it at the three people, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a sinister smile: "I have taken all the beauties here, and I am eager to get close to them. Come on together!"

As he was speaking, he caught a glimpse of the young ladies from Jian Xinzhai looking at him. He quickly raised his hand to press the corners of his mouth, barely maintaining the glorious image of a righteous young man.

It was a close call, I was almost exposed.

The three were speechless. Seeing Xiang Yuan using a knife, they were even more certain that he was not a disciple of Jian Xinzhai. Moreover, the tone of his words was even more aggressive than theirs, so they knew he was one of them.

"Little brother, do you understand the first-come-first-served rule?"

The dark-faced Third Master stepped forward angrily and said, “Get out of here now and leave the knife behind. Otherwise, you can’t leave either.”

"Then I'll stay."

"Just stay, there's no need to waste so much..."

Swish!
A silver-white light flashed across, and red light emanated from the black-faced Third Master's crown. A line of blood extended all the way downward and he turned into the Sixth Master.

This blow destroyed the body and beheaded the soul, leaving no ticket for the resurrection match.

died?

There was a moment of silence in the field. The female disciples of Jianxinzhai were all in disbelief. They recognized Xiang Yuan, who was wandering around the inner gate all day long, seemingly an idler. They heard that he was the lover of a certain junior sister, who was seriously injured and came to Jianxinzhai to seek medicine.

So, you are seriously injured, right?
Even if he is injured, he is still so serious. How serious is his cultivation if he is not injured?
You are so strong, can I bear it?

The two people in the Spirit Transformation Stage were horrified and frightened to the extreme. Erye drew his sword and Cao Ze drew his knife, and they rushed away from the left and right.

"Jiejiejiejie——"

……

Below the sword pillar, blood rose to the sky.

The Blood God Son avatar of the Taoist Jie Hai transformed into a long blood shadow, with red light covering the sky and the sun, confusing people's souls, and defiling people's magic weapons, forcing a group of female disciples of Jian Xin Zhai into a desperate situation.

Although it is a clone, it only has some of the power and means of an old monster in the Tongyou period, but the secret method comes from the Blood Sea Road, which is first-class in the world and cannot be resisted by the Xiantian period. Even a strong man in the Shenhua period can only barely resist it for a moment by using magic weapons.

Taoist Ziping took back the whisk that was tainted by blood, and his Taoist robe emitted a glow that enveloped the disciples behind him. He held a long sword in his hand and looked solemnly at the clone of the Blood God Son.

With a glance, he saw three powerful enemies in the God Transformation Stage nearby, eyeing them covetously.

Could it be that today is the day of my demise?
Just as he was thinking about it, a dark shadow approached from afar like a ghost. Seeing its gloomy and extraordinary aura, Taoist Ziping's face became even uglier.

Another demon in the God Transformation Stage. This time he’s dead.

Swish!
The moment the black shadow approached, it dragged the long sword behind it and swept it out. A strong light burst out, encircling the three people in the God Transformation Stage who were standing in a row.

The tiger roared and the dragon howled, and the murderous intent surged in an instant!
The sharpness of the blade, the speed of its attack, and the strength of its force seemed to have broken some kind of balance, disrupted the laws of heaven and earth, and caused everything around it to slow down, as if it had stopped for a brief moment.

The three powerful men in the Spirit Transformation Stage either turned around or fled, and their figures stopped at this moment.

It was not until the pear blossoms blossomed, brilliant and gorgeous, and the nine cold rays of light separated and overlapped, condensing at one point, that the flow of time returned to normal.

Heavenly Sword Style: Thunder Shaking the Nine Heavens!
It was a strange scene. In the eyes of Taoist Ziping, it was as if time had really come to a standstill.

The blade shattered the stillness with absolute force, releasing the power accumulated when time stood still in one breath. A point of cold light gathered and then split into nine, spreading out with unimaginable terrifying blade force, crushing all obstacles in front of it.

This is not a sword technique, this is strength!

Taoist Ziping was dumbfounded, looking at Xiang Yuan's familiar face, and exclaimed in his heart that it was unbelievable.

If I remember correctly, Xiang Yuanyin was light and soft and easy to push down. Before she even exerted any strength, Xiang Yuan fell down.

Junior Sister Qin is right, this kid is born to be a god...

Wait a minute, you're not injured at all!

"Senior, I am a step late, please forgive me." Xiang Yuan jumped with a knife in his hand, and blood and limbs flew all over his back.

"..."

Don't call me senior and don't be so polite. Do you know how much debt I have incurred just to get food for you?

fraud!

Pay back the money!!
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