This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 278: The gap between the green and the yellow. There are only a few green leaves left, and all the yellow leaves are left.
"puff!"

Xiang Yuan spat out a mouthful of tea and covered his face with his hands and coughed.

Didn’t you feel disgusted? Why are you drinking again?

Taoist Zi Ping secretly disdained and urged, "Can you give me a definite answer?"

Seeing Taoist Zi Ping's serious expression, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but look strange: "If, I mean if, the elixir is refined, would you dare to eat it?"

"The way of elixirs is not so superficial!"

"Don't give me any big ideas, just tell me whether you dare or not!"

"..."

Taoist Ziping looked at his nose with his eyes, and looked at his heart with his nose, and said no more.

"Right, you can't eat anything you want. Besides, there's a more practical question. How do you get the medicine?"

"Let Junior Sister Qin come and get it."

"Forget it, she is definitely lining her own pockets. If I can give you even a drop, I will be the loser. If there are more and more people, 30% will not be enough for you to share. The friendship between the sisters can be overturned at any time. If the news gets out, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Xiang Yuan decisively rejected this way of making money. He said bluntly, "This way has been monopolized by your senior sister. She has a big appetite and you won't get a penny. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you really want to use this way, I might let you go, but your senior sister won't."

"So, what exactly happened? Tell me!" Taoist Ziping's eyes turned red with anxiety.

I'm so anxious for you!
Xiang Yuan just didn't say anything. He enjoyed the riddler's happiness. He took out the Qiankun bag from Taoist Ziping's sleeve, put his hand against the bottle and started to bleed.

A full fifty bottles!
"The road to the future is right under your feet. Whether you can become a rich woman in the future depends on how hard you work."

Xiang Yuan handed over the Qiankun bag, and discussed the transaction location with Taoist Ziping. He rejected Jian Xinzhai's proposal to meet in Bishui County, and still used plum blossoms as a mark.

After seeing off Taoist Ziping, Xiang Yuan's figure faded and disappeared in the space.

Shang Qingmeng has the cultivation level of a master in the Tongyou period, and she also has a master whose cultivation level is unknown. Even if Xiang Yuan can beat her, he dare not do anything to her. She is like a dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off once he gets on her.

But if you can't provoke him, he can avoid him. It's just a sword move. It's so funny. He really thinks that there is no one in Benxin Dao, right?

Brother, help me!!
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"Brother, help me!"

Pingzhou, Gaolu County, Xiang Yuan strode into the Ji Mansion and met his senior brother Ji Boli.

He didn't have to queue this time. He was the distant cousin of the current head of the Ji family. With his identity as proof, he no longer had to stand in line in the playground like an idiot.

"Cousin, you must help me this time."

Xiang Yuan's eyes were filled with tears, and he said aggrievedly, "That Tongyou period demon girl left sword marks on my body, clearly intending to beat me to my knees and take me back to Jian Xinzhai to be a star nurturer!"

In the garden pavilion, Ji Boli was drinking sea cucumber soup to nourish his body. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing and sneered towards Yuan.

It didn't spray.

Xiang Yuan knew that Ben Xin Dao was full of scammers from top to bottom, so he prepared in advance and avoided it.

Ji Boli was quite dissatisfied after failing to complete his move, and said unhappily: "I can help, but you need to explain clearly, how did you provoke Jian Xinzhai's Tongyou period Grandmaster, and to what extent did you provoke him?"

"What do you mean, cousin?"

"If you cause too much trouble, don't spill blood on me."

"No, I'm very honest." Xiang Yuan looked honest.

Ji Boli had no idea what Xiang Yuan was talking about. He raised his fingers to calculate, but to no avail. In addition, he thought that he offended people every day and just regarded it as an ordinary small trap, so he did not take the sword mark to heart.

What's wrong with being a master in the Tongyou period? Everyone is in the Tongyou period!

Ji Boli put his fingers together to form a sword and pointed it at Xiang Yuan's chest. The energy from his fingertips was as strong as a rainbow and penetrated his skin. There was a sound of metal clashing, and the sword mark on Xiang Yuan's chest disappeared, erasing Shang Qingmeng's location coordinates.

Little Doyle!
However, at the moment when the sword mark disappeared, Ji Boli's expression suddenly changed and became extremely ugly.

He lowered his head and coughed repeatedly, making his already weak body even worse, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. He trembled and said, "Asshole, you killed me. Who did you mess with? The other party didn't want to give up, and slashed at me with a sword in the air, almost causing my soul to be injured."

It turned out that at the moment when he was about to dispel the sword marks, an extremely sharp sword intent came from the air along the positioning coordinates, pointing directly at his head, along with a nosy roar.

If he hadn't been so advanced in cultivation that he could have detected and neutralized the sharp sword intent in time, it would have been a minor matter to be hit by a sword, but it would have been a major matter if the opponent had come to him. Even so, his soul had been greatly shaken, and his already weak body could hardly bear it.

Ji Boli's ten fingers danced in the air like a butterfly flying through flowers, erasing all traces of his existence, concealing the truth and diverting Shang Qingmeng's attention.

After working for a long time, Ji Boli collapsed on the stone table without any image. His eyes were silent, and he cursed: "You little bastard, I was almost killed by you. I knew that a fool can't teach a good apprentice. Sooner or later, I will be killed by you two."

"cousin---"

Xiang Yuan had a sad face, as if his cousin had died. He picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and said, "It feels so refreshing."

"Bitter first, then sweet, great tea!"

"Fuck you, I just asked you to wait in line once, is it necessary to keep nagging about it? Get out of here, I don't have a cousin like you!"

Ji Boli gritted his teeth in hatred, and he didn't know what he was thinking about, he smiled and said: "Cousin, how is the marriage that I arranged for you? Two sisters, twin flowers blooming, you are enjoying the blessing of having two wives, the envy of others!"

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Cousin, you think too much. The world is so big, and we can eat anywhere. Since you randomly arranged a match, I haven't been to Prince Zhao's mansion."

Xiang Yuan had some impression of the name Xiao Lingyan, but he could not remember clearly what the other person looked like.

To be honest, although he is a pervert, he will not fight a battle without preparation. For example, when Shang Qingmeng suddenly appeared, no matter how beautiful she was, she could not get the body of the person he wanted.

It’s different if there’s an emotional foundation. Xiao Lingyue, Chaner, and Bai Yue Jushi can do whatever they want to him. Even if they step on his face, he can still show off with tears in his eyes.

“Hmph, don’t be too proud too soon. This marriage concerns the marriage between the Ji family and the Zhao Palace. To put it in a broader sense, it is an alliance between the Tianwu faction and the Shendu Xiao family. It’s not something you can avoid if you want to.” Ji Boli sneered.

"Cousin, this is too bad!"

"It was you who tricked me first!"

Ji Boli was furious, because Xiang Yuan had set a trap, the Ji family was forced to board the pirate ship of the Xiao family in Shendu and became the number one undercover agent of the Seven Clans of Tianwu. This put the heads of everyone in the Ji family on the line.

Whenever he thought of this, Ji Boli wanted to kill them all and shoot this stupid master and disciple to death.

Unfortunately, it can't be sudden!
If you can't attack suddenly, then dig a hole.

The man surnamed Xiang made the Ji family live in unrest, so he would make the Xiang live in unrest for the rest of his life. They got a pair of sisters, who had a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days.

See if you can still laugh!
Under the pavilion, the two men stared at each other, both thinking that the other's deceitful face was extremely ugly.

"Cough cough!"

Xiang Yuan was the first to give in, asking for help: "Cousin, I came to see you this time not for anything else, but to stay with you for a while."

"how long?"

"Three to five years."

"roll."

"Just go away, cousin will arrange a good place for you."

"..."

Good boy, wait for me here!

Ji Boli's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Where do you want to go, how do you want to die, just tell me, and I will satisfy you."

"Cousin, you misunderstood. I am here to be your gun."

Xiang Yuan said seriously, "Others may not know, but I know it. The Ji family is one of the seven Tianwu clans. It seems to be prosperous, but in fact, there are undercurrents. The intrigues every day have exhausted your energy. How can you have time to pass on the family line?"

"Stop talking nonsense and talk about the important points."

"Cousin, please arrange an identity for me. I will infiltrate the other six clans and defeat them one by one. Then, all the seven clans of Tianwu will follow your lead. It will be a great honor to unify Tianwu for thousands of years!" Xiang Yuan was so righteous that he vowed to help Ji Boli at all costs.

"Don't you think you haven't made me suffer enough?"

Ji Boli refused to be stabbed by Xiang Yuan and said unhappily: "The Seven Sects of Tianwu are all in harmony. As long as you don't make trouble, there will be no problem."

"What does cousin mean?"

"My cousin has no intention. Now he just wants to tie you up and send you to Jianxinzhai. I don't want to take the blame for this."

"Cousin, think about it again. You have been in the underworld for so many years, you must have enemies."

"If you say no, then no..."

Ji Boli was halfway through his words when he looked at Xiang Yuan's pretty face. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that he was a jerk. He would definitely get in trouble if he kept him, so he had to find a way to get rid of him. He said bluntly, "You can go to the Tiandao Sect. Your master Ji Wuzhou is very powerful and will soon become the sect leader. You are not here in the cold winter, so who are you when the spring comes? Now is a great time to join him."

Xiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and refused.

The master of the broken sampan was very generous, and the three abstract paintings have been benefiting him to this day. He has a good impression of this master, second only to Jingyun and Quexin Laodao among the three masters.

But then again, it was useless for him to have a good impression, as the master of the broken sampan disliked him very much. In the past, he got nothing but dislike.

Besides, he had already copied all the sword techniques of the Tiandao Sect, so what was the point of going there?
It’s better not to go to the cowardly Tiandao Sect!

In comparison, the Seven Meridians of Tianwu are so delicious.

Cousin, I want to go shopping in your supermarket, can you please do me a favor?

Seeing that Xiang Yuan was determined to rely on him, Ji Boli was disgusted. After thinking about it, the Ji family had boarded the pirate ship of the Xiao family in Shendu, and they had to share the difficulties. None of the Seven Sects of Tianwu could escape, and they all had to board the pirate ship. In the future, the Tiandao Sect might also board this pirate ship. Rounding it off, we are all family members.

Since someone is bound to be unlucky and get hurt, why not an outsider from Tianjian Pavilion!
It’s decided to be you, Tianjian Pavilion!

Ji Boli thought of someone to shift the blame to, but he still needed to think carefully about how to do it. Let Xiang Yuan be alone and it would take him ten days to half a month to prepare.

Seeing Ji Boli agreed, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but nod repeatedly. No wonder Ben Xindao was always a scammer wherever he went. His character as a scammer really worked.

If he was an honest man and had something to ask for, he might bring gifts with him, and Ji Boli would have to think twice.

It's not like now, where I beg everyone for help, not asking for a penny, and vowing to send him away.

"Oh, by the way, cousin, our Ji family..."

"Stop it, this is my home!"

"I mean, I am your cousin."

Xiang Yuan shamelessly approached and said, "Well, there are so many masters of the Spiritualization Stage in your family. I'm new here and I want to make friends with everyone."

"..."

No, this guy must be sent away within three days, otherwise the Ji family will be in chaos, China and Japan will not be at peace, and even the eggs will be scattered and the yolks will be ruined by this kid.

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Five days later, at the same place.

Ji Boli looked at Xiang Yuan expressionlessly, seriously considering the possibility of infighting among his fellow disciples.

There is no other reason. In the past few days, many family members have been crying and shouting for the head of the family to take charge, accusing the head of the family's distant cousin of being a non-human.

"That kid is not a human being. He occupied the martial arts arena in the name of sparring, made all kinds of foul language and provoked us, and beat us three times a day. He thinks it's easy to bully us locals."

"Yes, he gathered a group of teenagers from his family. Every day they were either fighting or gang-fighting. All the good kids were corrupted by him."

"My poor Qilin, he was so gentle, modest and honest a few days ago, but today he has become so coquettish."

"You bully us every day. If this continues, even a strong man can't stand it!"

"Yes, Patriarch, any good person who can endure this kind of beating will feel pleasure."

Because someone in the hall sued me, Ji Boli rejected the case in person. After running around, I finally arranged a good place for Xiang Yuan.

In five days, all the Spiritualization Stage cultivators at home were beaten to pleasure. Ji Boli didn't dare to imagine what would happen after ten days. He said with a worried look on his face, "Let Senior Brother go. Senior Brother is tired."

Xiang Yuan said nothing. He caught the Qiankun bag that Ji Boli threw at him, took out the documents and paintings, and started reading them.

Shenzhou, Tianjian Pavilion.

Mrs. Feng had three sons, Feng Wenshu, who was thirty-two years old.

Among the three parts of Tianzong, Shenzhou became the territory of Tianjian Pavilion. Just like Pingzhou where Tianwu Sect was located, Tianjian Pavilion had countless assets and was making money by recruiting outer disciples to develop Tianjian Pavilion. Everyone in the territory had elixirs to eat and swords to practice.

Money is rolling in, everything is making progress, and everything is prosperous.

After the Tianzong was divided into three factions, power took turns among the three disciples. As time went by, it gradually evolved into a family-style monopoly, with nepotism as the main principle, and nepotism was the rule.

Tianwu has seven meridians, Tiandao has six meridians, and Tianjian has the least, with only five meridians.

These five clans take turns to control the power of Tianjian Pavilion. Today you are the big brother, tomorrow I am the big brother, and we live a good life with the power transfer within the family and everyone being the leader.

If there is no one in the family who can hold the fort, an outstanding disciple will be selected from among the outer sect elders to marry into the family and become the family's thug.

The three families of Tianzong have been living like this all along, and the five clans of Tianjian are no exception.

However, due to the excessive degree of nepotism, the number of insects kept increasing, while the number of outstanding family disciples was decreasing, resulting in the sons-in-law in the family gradually occupying a large part of the say.

The Feng family, one of the five Heavenly Sword clans, faced this embarrassing problem.

I don’t know since which generation the Feng family suddenly developed an artistic spirit. They no longer liked practicing sword skills, but instead became interested in calligraphy and painting.

The bacteria grew wildly and spread so quickly that they were distorted into an art virus, causing the Feng family to become weaker with each generation. Now they can’t even find a single person to fill the scene.

Some time ago, Feng Jiahe, the head of the Feng family, passed away. The family was in chaos, with several sons-in-law controlling power and several factions vying for the position of head of the family.

Feng Jiahe has three sons. The eldest, Feng Wenyu, is obsessed with calligraphy. He is at the Xiantian stage and cannot be used for any major task. The second son, Feng Wenyuan, is obsessed with painting. He is also at the Xiantian stage and cannot be used for any major task.

When Feng Jiahe saw that his two sons were not doing well, he tried to make an effort himself and gave birth to a son, the third son, Feng Wenshu, in his old age.

Feng Wenshu was a martial arts genius in his early years. However, he fell seriously ill at the age of eighteen, and his cultivation made no progress. Just as he recovered from his illness, his engagement was broken off. From then on, he was devastated, left home to travel around, and became a missing person.

The old Feng family has lost power, and the sons-in-law are fighting for power and profit; outside, the Tianjian clan is eyeing the Feng family's resources and status. There are power struggles inside and powerful enemies outside. It can be said that there are internal and external troubles. A savior is urgently needed to turn the tide and save the collapsing building.

"Cousin, I play Feng Wenshu, so what role will Feng Wenshu play?" Xiang Yuan looked at the masculine face on the drawing paper and thought to himself, "What a thick-skinned man! He's almost three times as handsome as him."

A young genius, who fell from grace one day, was tragically divorced, and traveled the world...

This is the script of "Don't bully the poor young man"!
Be the main character!
I wonder if Feng Wenshu has the ten-year agreement?
The best thing is that there is one, and it will come to your door and give you another wave of experience packs.

Wonderful!

"Feng Wenshu plays a dead person, and plays himself in his true colors." Ji Boli said dimly.

"No way, cousin, are you so cruel?"

"What does it have to do with me? It wasn't me who did it."

Ji Boli said slowly, "Feng Wenshu died two years ago, and happened to die in Gaolu County, which is the territory of my Ji family. The frame-up is too obvious. How can I do as the mastermind wishes and have someone collect the body, pretend to be Feng Wenshu, and continue to travel around the world?"

"My cousin is tall!"

"You want to fight, don't you? Well, the Feng family is facing internal and external troubles, which just meets your requirements."

Ji Boli continued, "Feng Wenshu has been away for ten years and has been alone. Even if his personality has changed, he will not be suspected. With your shamelessness, if you have a little dignity, you can go back to attend the funeral."

"What if I accidentally become the head of the Feng family? What should I do?"

"It's none of my business. Even if you demolish the Feng family, I don't care."

Ji Boli glanced at Xiang Yuan and said, "Right now, the Feng family is short of successors except for the son-in-law. If you can take power, the Ji family can do some business with you, and everyone will make money."

"understood."

Xiang Yuan nodded repeatedly. There were no invincible enemies in the world, only traitors who were hard to guard against. Ji Boli had planted an undercover agent to empty the Feng family's last bit of assets.

If possible, take advantage of the Tianjian Pavilion's assets.

Looking at the contents of the document again now, and scanning the names one by one, it is clear that the Feng family is indeed in a period of transition, with only a few young people left, and only the old ones are left.

The Feng family now has no master of the Tongyou stage, and the powerful warriors of the Huashen stage who can fight in the family are all sons-in-law, who are obsessed with becoming the head of the family. If he returns as a king in the name of Feng Wenshu, he will inevitably be targeted.

There are so many eager experience packs, and they are proactive. It would be a pity not to take them.

Thanks to Tianjian Pavilion’s excellent matching mechanism, people in the God Transformation Stage should fight against people in the God Transformation Stage.

"Cousin, this is a sure thing!"

“This one is unstable.”

Ji Boli said calmly: "First of all, you don't know swordsmanship. In the Qiankun bag is the 'Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sword' that Feng Wenshu is good at. You should study it first and learn it to at least 70% of the level, so that you won't be unable to hold your ground when the time comes."

Actually, I know a little bit of swordsmanship now. Does Su Ran Sword Master know this? I learned it from her.

"My cousin, what you said makes sense."

"Also, can you draw?"

"Ah this..."

Xiang Yuan blinked his eyes. With his level of cultivation, he had already acquired meticulous control over his body. His eyesight, hand strength and comprehension were far beyond those of ordinary people. He could even copy things so well that they were indistinguishable from the originals. Calligraphy and painting were not difficult for him.

If painting is not enough, poetry will make up for it.

He received nine years of compulsory education and was well-read. With the help of Li Bai and Du Fu, he could compose original poems at any time and could be considered as someone who could paint.

If all else fails, try something else at the last minute.

The three paintings by Master Pojunban are very artistic, especially the one with the word "Tao". The mountains and rivers in the painting are ethereal and the artistic conception is profound. Using it as a template, one can create one's own style.

"You can just practice your painting skills casually, the key is the swordsmanship. That's the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, so be careful and don't reveal any flaws."

"Let's practice now and let them experience the Third Young Master's sword skills!"

Xiang Yuan was full of confidence. He had undergone blood transfusion and marrow cleansing several times, and his martial arts aptitude was extraordinary. He could learn any martial arts at an astonishing speed. He was not bragging, but he could master a set of "Autumn Wind and Fallen Leaves Sword" after just one look at it, and could exert 120% of its full strength after just one look at it again.

Talented, confident.

The formless seal method, move!

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