This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 284 Big is good, strong is beautiful, shining is justice
Thunder roared across the sky, and the broken sky looked like a torn piece of black satin, with a strange dark red light at the edges.

The Li Bi Jian Mountain rises from the ground, and its pillars pointing to the broken dark sea of ​​clouds.

Xiang Yuan's sword fell to the ground with his waist slanted, and on the top of the Libi Tianzhu Mountain, the outline of a palace could be vaguely seen. It was completely black and blended with the mountain color. If it were not for the occasional flash of thunder, it would be almost impossible to distinguish its existence.

Climbing up the stairs, the palace looks quite majestic. The gate of the palace is ten feet high, with countless distorted faces carved on it, with their mouths open, shouting silently, giving off a creepy and cold atmosphere.

look familiar!

"This decoration style is not worth Yiwen. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

Xiang Yuan stared at the palace gate in a daze, and after a moment he slapped his head. If this palace was repainted, the distorted face was covered with white jade and gold bricks, and colorful lighting effects were added, wouldn't it be the decoration style of the heaven in the world of gods!

The Heavenly Palace of the Heavenly God Realm obviously has nothing to do with this small cave heaven. However, the Qianyuan Realm did have an upper realm for ascension. Unfortunately, the ascension passage was cut off by a sword by Yan Xuanhe, the leader of the Tianzong, and the upper realm disappeared from then on without any news.

"Suppose Yan Xuanhe secretly collected some of the infrastructure of the Heavenly Court in the upper realm when he cut through the air with his sword..."

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and touched his chin. The Feng family was one of the five Heavenly Sword sects, and the Heavenly Sword Pavilion split from the Heavenly Sect. This palace was very likely to have a close connection with the former upper realm of the Qianyuan Realm.

The ancestors of the Feng family were indeed wealthy!
"The upper realm of Qianyuan Realm... Heaven... Isn't the style a bit demonic?"

Xiang Yuan frowned and looked at the twisted face on the gate. The ferocious expression did not look like what a decent heaven should look like. "Because the upper realm is a demon, it tricked the human race's geniuses into ascending, and Yan Xuanhe saw through the scam, so he dropped his sword and never had anything to do with us again?"

He was confused and pointed his fingers into a sword. He pointed his finger casually and the sword energy slashed towards the palace door lightly.

With a click, the seemingly solid and heavy stone door turned out to be as thin as paper and was easily cut in half by the sword energy. The broken stone door collapsed with a loud bang, and gravel and powder were scattered all over the ground, drifting away with the wind.

Xiang Yuanwang was stunned. He thought that there was some secret behind the palace door. When he pointed his finger, three or five old demons guarding the gate would jump out, baring their fangs and claws, demanding that the intruder pay the price.

Due to years of disrepair, the old demon's power was reduced to a minimum, and he was pinned to the ground by the intruder. Finally, he knelt in a row in front of the door, angrily sending information from the upper world.

It’s a good idea, but this godforsaken place doesn’t play by the rules and doesn’t follow any tricks.

There was deathly silence inside and outside the palace, with only the sound of the wind still howling in the ears. The distorted face was still embedded in the broken door, as if mocking the intruder for thinking too much.

Swish!Swish!
Xiang Yuan destroyed the door with two swords and walked into the hall step by step.

The stone slabs under his feet were badly weathered and would break into pieces with the slightest force. If he didn't handle them with care, they would collapse wherever he walked. He had no choice but to take two steps and then float up, flying in the air in the hall.

"It doesn't look like a place with treasures..."

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, he drew out the Rouge Sword, the red sword light was dizzy, he turned the sword to shine in all directions, saw some ancient murals on the crumbling wall, floated over.

The murals are mottled, with only gray and white remaining, but some vague patterns can still be vaguely discerned.

Xiang Yuan connected these incomplete patterns together, and vaguely saw a shocking battle.

The sky and the earth are vast and boundless, the situation is ever-changing, powerful people from all walks of life appear one after another, countless figures interweave in the sky, and countless gods fall.

There are immortals and gods driving magic weapons, with divine light and auspicious clouds, their bodies are like stars, and their eternal majesty still exists today;
There was a great demon that rolled up demonic clouds, roaring with ferocious power, no one could stop it, shaking the mountains and rivers and changing color;

There came a demon from outside the realm, its body covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Wherever it passed, the heaven and earth collapsed and all things withered.

At the end of the battle, it seemed that the devil had won. Black light swept down, dyeing the magnificent sky palace black. The devil's energy corroded it, making it dilapidated.

Seeing this, Xiang Yuan probably understood something.

The palace under his feet was indeed a part of the Heavenly Palace, adhering to the simple aesthetic concept of 'bigger is better, stronger is more beautiful, and brighter is more just'. It became its current lifeless appearance after being polluted by the evil spirit.

To be more precise, this small cave was once a part of the heaven.

"Yan Xuanhe cut the sky with his sword because the Heavenly Court suffered a defeat and he didn't want the war to spread to the Qianyuan Realm, so he carried out a divine division?"

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, and after a moment he shook his head: "It shouldn't be. Any of those powerful masters on the mural can sweep across the Qianyuan Realm. The Qianyuan Realm has no right to be neutral. If Yan Xuanhe had this ability... how did that saying go?"

"The Lingxiao Palace will not last long for him. It has been passed down by the human kings of all generations. He can take its place!"

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly. This was the truth. He continued to look at the mural. At the end of the large, stable, and glowing heavenly palace, a figure stood up, holding a giant banner, facing the endless demon, and then...

The bottom is gone.

The mural ends here, and there is a large blank space afterwards, which was forcibly erased.

"Damn it, it broke right here!"

Xiang Yuan was speechless, staring at the blurry figure, comparing it to the murals of the Blood Moon Demon Palace in the Heavenly Demon Realm, and guessed that this person was the Demon King. His Heavenly Palace was invaded by the outer demons, and his subordinates were beaten one by one. He had no choice but to go into battle himself.

Whether it was the Demon King's anger that caused blood to flow, or the Demon King's anger that led to him being taught a lesson by the Heavenly Demon, Xiang Yuan could only use his fresh and unworldly imagination to tell the truth.

"Wait a minute...it's connected!"

Xiang Yuan suddenly remembered that on the mural of the Blood Moon Demon Palace, the Demon King was at the peak of his career. He held a giant banner in his hand, commanding all the demons to become stars, and suppressing the three realms so much that no one dared to disobey.

Even the murals here, the demon from outside the domain has descended, the Demon King's listed company has suffered a heavy blow, and his ambitious plan is in jeopardy.

The question is, where did the human race go?
There are demons and monsters on the murals, but no people...

"The human race hid in the bushes nearby and survived until the end with zero kills. They got a big advantage and became the protagonists of the world. The demon race was so angry that they cursed the human race so that it could not practice?"

Xiang Yuan's mind was full of ideas. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense, and he felt like he had solved the case.

"If that's the case, the time period and background don't match. This place is not part of the heaven in the upper realm of Qianyuan Realm ten thousand years ago, but a part of the heaven when the demon race dominated the world before the human race became the protagonist of the world..."

"As expected of Yan Xuanhe, the leader of Tianzong, his collection is truly substantial."

Xiang Yuan was amazed. The secrets hidden in this temple were of far greater archaeological value than he had imagined. The truths buried by the years were gradually coming to light.

After looking at the murals, he tapped his feet lightly and his body moved like a fallen leaf. It seemed light, but in fact it was as fast as lightning. In a few breaths, he passed through the long corridor and arrived at the end of the temple.

A huge square comes into view. There is no need to say much about the broken ground, but the sky above the square is quite exquisite and worth mentioning.

It was a broken starry sky. The originally bright stars were now dim and many stars had even shattered, turning into countless fragments floating in the air. The huge crack in the center of the starry sky was particularly dazzling. The edges of the crack were jagged, and there were obvious signs of human damage. Deep in the crack, one could vaguely see the darkness and chaos rolling endlessly.

Xiang Yuan was not a cultivator, and even though he had average talent in divination, he still had some common sense. It was obvious that this square was a place for observing the stars and predicting the future, and the entire palace was built around it.

He frowned and looked at the rolling dark chaos. It was a place of certain death. Nothing good would happen if he entered it.

His eyes swept across the empty square, and finally stopped at an altar in the center. The altar was out of tune with the dilapidated surroundings, and was made entirely of white jade, with a smooth mirror-like surface and a faint rune glow flowing through it.

Xiang Yuan's figure flashed and landed in front of the altar. Seeing the familiar words, he subconsciously read out loud: "Future descendants of the Feng family can use the ancestral blood and the seal of the patriarch to open this door..."

Halfway through his words, Xiang Yuan's mouth twitched. The mark of the patriarch was on his body, perfectly fitting the groove in the center of the altar.

But where could this fake Third Young Master find the blood of the Feng family's ancestral lineage? He had already said that the blood of the old Feng family was needed to unlock the opportunity. When he went down to the tomb just now, he wanted to tie up his two useless brothers as well.

Of course, these are not the point.

The point is, he was not paying attention and was protected by 'Feng Jiahe' again.

These damn descendants of the Soul Guarding Sect have incredible experience in tomb robbing!
Xiang Yuan looked around, but there was no one there. Even with his eyes closed, he did not sense any breath of living people leaking out. He looked at the broken and suspended starry sky and said, "Don't hide anymore. Come out. I have both Feng's blood and the mark of the patriarch. You are a master in the Tongyou stage, you should take it by force now."

There was total silence, not a breath of air.

Xiang Yuan sneered, holding the Patriarch's Seal in his hand and weighing it: "Just now I slowed down and calculated the time. The Wang family's Tongyou period Grandmaster will be here soon. If you don't take it now, it will be difficult for you to take it when others come."

Still no one spoke.

Xiang Yuan was not in a hurry either. He didn't have Feng's blood anyway, so there was no point in being anxious.

Let’s wait and see who can outlast who. Whoever speaks first will be the grandson!

"Xiao San, Feng's things should belong to Feng's. You are a little too cautious."

The voice of Feng Jiahe was heard. He seemed to have mastered the art of escaping underground. His body slowly emerged from a broken star and said kindly, "Don't misunderstand me. I am not a fake. I am lying in ambush here to catch Wang's Tianqian Sword Master off guard."

The grandson spoke!
Xiang Yuan raised his eyebrows, holding the sword in one hand and holding the seal of the patriarch with the other: "What a demon from the Guardian Sect, hiding your true face and not showing it to the world until now."

As he spoke, he floated down from the altar and slowly approached the entrance. Halfway through, the three Wang family members arrived late.

As expected of an outstanding young man from a big family, his skill in cultivating his Qi is really amazing. Facing the righteous and angry gaze of 'Feng Wenshu', he remained calm, showing the demeanor of a great general.

It was as if this place was not the Feng family's ancestral home, and they came here just for an outing.

"Well, well, well, there is the evil spirit of the Soul Guarding Sect in front of me, and the sword master of the Wang family behind me. How can I, Feng Wenshu, a mere god, protect the opportunity of my ancestors to protect future generations? It seems that there is no way to end this peacefully today."

Xiang Yuan looked at the master of Tianqian Sword with the air of a master, and thought to himself that he looked like a fake. Which master would go to a grave to rob tombs? He, Xiang, knew that he had turned off the lights.

However, thinking about the unreasonable Menchuang Sword Master, I figured that most serious masters would be like this.

"Master Feng has misunderstood. Our two families are both disciples of the Tianjian sect and are of the same lineage. We are here to help only to bring the evil demon of the Soul Guarding Sect to justice. We have no other request." Wang Mifeng said confidently.

"What a great man who has nothing else to ask for. Feng believes it."

Xiang Yuan glared at him, swung his hand and a silver light flashed out, handing over the family head's seal.

Wang Mifeng waved his sleeves and gently caught it, looking at Xiang Yuan in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"Only by opening the altar can we obtain the great opportunity left by the ancestors of the Feng family. Now that two masters are here, the opportunity is too hot to hold. Since the Wang family has no other requests, please keep this opportunity for them."

Xiang Yuan floated backwards: "Wang family, the patriarch's mark can be used to open the altar, be careful, don't let the evil demons of the Soul Guarding Sect take it away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Master of Tianqian Sword immediately took the seal of the patriarch from Wang Mifeng's hand. His clothes fluttered like flowing clouds, without being stained by dust. Even when he was snatching things, he did not forget the elegance and demeanor of a master.

With the Patriarch's Seal in hand, the Heavenly Sword Master secretly thought that he was safe. He looked up at Feng Jiahe and said proudly, "The Patriarch of the Feng family has entrusted Wang to look after this object. Guardian Demon, are you going to retreat now, or do you want to fight with me and let me send you away?"

Feng Jiahe secretly thought that he was in trouble. Feng Wenshu's method of driving away wolves and tigers really made him sick.

Actually, he arrived at Yanfeng City one step earlier than Xiang Yuan. Because the ancestral land of Feng family made too much noise when it was opened, he borrowed the coffin board of "Feng Jiahe" to sneak into Chencang and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Logically speaking, it is somewhat superfluous and insane for him to suddenly resurrect and reappear after he had been lying in the coffin without anyone noticing.

In fact, the reason why he did this and also secretly leaked some information was to bring "Feng Wenshu" here.

It’s nothing but caution!
God knows how to unlock the opportunity hidden by the Feng family. What if there are many traps inside? What if only the descendants of the Feng family can get it? These factors must be considered.

Just in case, the descendant of the Feng family who joins the game must be the head of the family.

That night, I heard that Xiang Yuan was beating Ma Yu violently in the street. 'Feng Jiahe' was one of the onlookers. He could tell at a glance that Feng Wenshu was no ordinary person and had the qualities of a family master, so he helped him by doing sit-ups.

Xiaosan, just go for it, don't be afraid of offending others, you have a father who is very loyal to you behind you, no matter how big a noise you make, there will be someone to cover for you.

He never expected that as soon as he showed up, Feng Wenshu saw through his flaws. The latter disdained the fake father's fake suicide note and tore it up in front of everyone. He then took on four people alone to suppress all the dissatisfaction of the Feng family and became the head of the family with his own ability.

It's outrageous. The Feng family has been decadent for many years. Everyone from top to bottom is a fool. Only Feng Wenshu is smart and brave, and he is extraordinary. He even ran into him.

Not only is he smart, but he is also extremely cautious. He acts when he should be aggressive and when he should be timid. When he sees that the situation is not good, he decisively throws out the mark of the patriarch and hides aside to watch the fight.

Feng Jiahe sighed. Although the beginning and the end were within his expectations and he had to do it eventually, the process in between was too tortuous and he didn't get any of it right.

Looking at the master of Tianqian Sword who was determined to win, and Feng Wenshu who was sneering in the distance as if resigned to his fate, Feng Jiahe suddenly had a foreboding premonition that Feng Wenshu might be the biggest winner this time.

Illusion?
This kid might have some skills, but to say that he benefited from two Tongyou period masters...

Feng Jiahe chose to trust his intuition and be prepared to avoid an unexpected disaster and being killed by a junior in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

“You are just a common man from the Soul Guarding Sect. You have also reached the Tongyou Stage. I will not kill nameless people with my sword. So tell me your name.” The master of the Tianqian Sword floated up.

A gust of wind blew from somewhere, making him stand facing the wind, his green clothes fluttering, and he stood proudly between heaven and earth like a pine or cypress.

idiot!

Feng Jiahe made an evaluation in his mind and gave a general evaluation of the vain and conceited Tianqian Sword Master.

Having said that, the methods of the Tongyou period sword master should not be underestimated. This battle requires all-out efforts, and...

Feng Jiahe could sense that ever since the appearance of the Tianqian Sword Master, the demonic energy in the air had become increasingly dense. This person possessed a rare treasure that could rewrite the laws of heaven and earth in Xiaodongtian.

This battle must be resolved quickly. If he gains the upper hand, the consequences will be disastrous! x2
Clang!
The master of Tianqian Sword drew out the long sword from his waist and swept it horizontally. The air was stirred up with circles of transparent ripples like the surface of water. The air flow exploded with boundless wind pressure, and the extremely fast sword light instantly pounced in front of Feng Jiahe.

The sword energy was excited and sharp, rising into the sky.

Feng Jiahe took a step forward, his body moving as fast as lightning. While avoiding the sword light, he stepped in front of the Master of Tianqian Sword.

Clouds of gas flowed around his body. He lowered his waist and clenched his fists, then swung his arms to create an explosion of strong wind.

This guy is so fast!

A flash of sword light appeared in the eyes of the master of Tianqian Sword, and his body was like a sharp sword, illuminating all directions with white light. Endless sword light burst out, and phantoms of giant swords appeared, split into thousands, with sharp edges forming continuous pieces, forming a raging storm in the blink of an eye.

A fist and a sword collided in mid-air, with a loud sound but no sound, followed by a brief silence.

The next second, the clouds rolled back, the wind was like waves, and the energy rolled out like the remaining clouds and tides.

After the blow, both of them were shocked.

This beast has some pretty good skills, and he also has some magical treasures. I underestimated him before! x2
Feng Jiahe let out a low roar, his voice as loud as thunder, and raised his fist like a sword.

The raised fist condensed into a thick, inky cloud, which solidified into a solid entity and turned into a dark sword light. The light reversed and a punch came down with the power to destroy the world.

boom! !

Wherever the fist went, countless thunderous roars exploded, as if the heaven and earth were shaking under this punch.

Thunder vibrated in the ears of Tianqian Sword Master, but his expression remained calm. He swung the sword in his hand lightly, and the sword light was like a rainbow, cutting through the unparalleled edge and disappearing into the void.

Sword lights came down from all directions, like a dragnet, and went straight to Feng Jiahe's vital points.

A dragon roar came out of Feng Jiahe's mouth, shaking the sky and blowing away the sword light, making it shake. However, the remaining force of his fist collided fiercely with the long sword in the hand of Tianqian Sword Master.

Clang——

The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout heaven and earth. Feng Jiahe's fist was no match for the sword's sharpness. A line of blood stretched from the back of his hand to his arm, almost flying out. The wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

He ignored his arm injury and punched down hard. The black cloud turned into a black dragon with reverse scales. It roared into the sky, opened its huge mouth, and rushed straight towards the Lord of Tianqian Sword.

Black light flashed across the sky and black clouds turned into ink.

The attack came too fast and the master of Tianqian Sword had to block it with his sword. The long sword in his hand swayed the divine light barrier. While fighting against the black dragon, he also accumulated sword power to guard against Feng Jiahe's sneak attack.

His figure was a little disheveled, the wind was no longer blowing, and his expression was no longer calm.

In the distance, Wang Mifeng and Wang Yunxi were watching with fear and trepidation. Their cultivation level in the Spirit Transformation Stage was only able to keep retreating further and further in the face of such a confrontation.

"Uncle, Master..."

It doesn't look like an advantage!

Wang Mifeng was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Brother, the secret treasure of the Guantian Sect is getting stronger day by day. The Shouling Sect is not good at fighting with others, so they can't hold out for long. There is no suspense in this battle."

Having said that, he was also shocked and uneasy in his heart, wondering: "This beast...his methods are quite righteous. I wonder which ancestral tomb he robbed and what kind of skills he learned to have such a majestic righteousness."

Xiang Yuan waved his hand to push away the dust storm and nodded silently not far away. Indeed, he didn't see the second uncle of Tianqian Sword Master. This was not a Guardian of the Spiritual Sect at all.

Also, his punches were like dragons, with clouds following them. He seemed to have seen this scene somewhere before.

In a trance, Xiao Lingyue's figure jumped out in front of Xiang Yuan's eyes.

If I remember correctly, this is the unique skill passed down by the Xiao family.

The Soul Guarding Sect... robbed the imperial tomb?
Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but sweating profusely. Although the rules of the Soul Guarding Sect were that the master led the way and the sentence was up to the individual, but the imperial mausoleum and the like, this was forcing the Xiao family to kill all of the Soul Guarding Sect and use the Nine Clans Candy Clan Elimination Game!
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