This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 286: The Falling Sword

The remaining soul of Feng's ancestor left in a hurry, without even saying goodbye or leaving behind a gift.

"They come and go as they please. Their quality is really poor."

"He~~tui!"

Xiang Yuan saw it very clearly. The remnant soul ran headfirst into the encirclement of floating light and flowing shadows and was strangled by the black and white colors. It died instantly without a sound.

When he appeared, he had the air of a big boss and a strong sense of oppression, but he left so carelessly.

Xiang Yuan lost his angel investor and blamed Fu Guang and Liu Ying for being too cruel and not giving the remaining soul of Feng's ancestor a chance to transform into a hard drive.

"There must be something special about this old rice dumpling from thousands of years ago, but now it's all gone!"

Xiang Yuan chattered as he walked towards the stone seat: "Old Zongzi is so miserable. He slept for who knows how many years and when he woke up he was anxious to find a replacement, but among the four people present, none of them had any bloodline of the Feng family's descendants."

When passing by Feng Jiahe, he was not paying attention and stepped on his face. He looked down and saw the shoe print on his left cheek and immediately frowned.

He is a master of Tongyou Stage, how can he be so rude!

Turn it over and add a shoe print on the right side of the face.

Symmetrical on both sides and in pairs, it means good things come in pairs, which is much more polite.

On the stone seat, the mummy looked emaciated, with skin and flesh clinging to the bones, making it look particularly hideous. The pearl in its mouth was dim and had lost its original color, becoming gray.

Xiang Yuan clenched his five fingers and took the pearl into his hands. He felt it and realized that it was a magic weapon that specialized in the Yuanshen. If it was properly sacrificed and refined, the person holding this treasure could not only protect his own Yuanshen from harm when fighting against a strong enemy, but also attack or even seal the Yuanshen of others. It was a rare and wonderful item.

Over the years, this treasure has been damaged, its spirituality has been greatly reduced, and its effectiveness has been greatly compromised.

For a cultivator at the Spiritualization Stage, this treasure still has some use, it can protect one's own soul and be considered a trump card for sneak attacks. For a Grandmaster at the Passive Spirit Stage, it is either used to hit people or to collect dust in the warehouse, and there is no other use for it.

"If you are a magic pearl that can only hit people, I will accept it..."

Xiang Yuan had many valuable treasures on him, so he looked down upon this broken bead and threw it into the jade disk space.

Someone once said that even a pair of underwear or a piece of toilet paper has its use. Just because he doesn't like them doesn't mean others don't.

Polish it, wax it, find Sister Ziping and sell it to her at a high price.

After seeing the little treasure, it was time to see the big treasure. Xiang Yuan took a photo from a distance and took the treasure box from the mummy's hand...

He hugged too tightly and even the corpse was caught in his arms.

"Bring it to you!"

Xiang Yuan snatched the treasure box from the mummy's hand and pushed the mummy back to the stone seat. The latter fell back to the stone seat without any complaints and his emotions were very stable.

The treasure box is completely black, with intricate patterns carved on its surface. A thumb-sized red gem is inlaid on the lid. When tapped lightly with the fingertips, the lid makes a slight sound and slowly opens.

Inside the treasure box was a bluish-white jade fragment, the size of a palm, with jagged edges, as if it had been broken off from a complete jade artifact.

It is unknown how old it is, but the surface is as smooth as a mirror, with a faint glow floating on it, which looks quite extraordinary.

Xiang Yuan took out the jade fragment and felt it cool. He found that there were several fine lines engraved on the surface of the fragment. The lines were crisscrossed and the complete pattern could not be discerned due to missing parts.

He closed his eyes and sensed it. His soul followed the gaps in the lines and a piece of text appeared in his mind.

"The sky is filled with murderous intent, and the stars are moving. The earth is filled with murderous intent, and dragons and snakes are rising from the land. People are filled with murderous intent, and heaven and earth are reversed..."

With the power of heaven, he controlled the stars, moved them around, and used the secrets of heaven as killing intent;
With the power of the earth, he controlled the mountains and rivers, and dragons and snakes rose from the land, using the veins of the earth as a killing force;
With human power, you can control the heaven and the earth, reverse the destiny of the world, and use human hearts as murderous intent.

Those who cultivate the heavens, with the power of the stars, can deduce the mysteries of heaven, move the stars and change their places, and kill people with falling stars;
Those who cultivate the earth, the principles of the earth veins, the shapes of dragons and snakes, overturning rivers and seas, and turning mountains and rivers upside down;

Those who cultivate themselves can turn death into life, defeat into victory, make murderous intent invisible, and reverse the destiny of the world.

When the three are combined, there is boundless murderous intent and endless power.

Seeing this, a figure holding a sword emerged in Xiang Yuan's mind. The three elements resonated, and there was endless murderous intent. With a sword in hand, the world could be destroyed.

Yan Xuanhe!
Although Xiang Yuan could not see the face of the man holding the sword clearly, he could only see a vague outline of a figure, and even the shadow of the sword was intermittent, but he still guessed his name.

Tian Yun's sword cut off the ascension channel. No, it was not only the ascension channel that was cut off, but also the influence of the upper heaven on the Qianyuan world. Most of the laws of heaven and earth were wiped out with this sword, causing the upper three realms to become blurred and the lifespan of practitioners was much shorter than before.

One sword changes the world!

This is what a man should do!
Xiang Yuan was shocked by Yan Xuanhe's extraordinary demeanor, and couldn't help but secretly criticize his Tiankeng attack.

The foolish Taoist cursed loudly, Yan Xuanhe was happy, how majestic it was to cut the sky with one sword, but the later ones would be miserable. The laws of heaven and earth were incomplete, unable to repair the damaged upper three realms, and cultivation became more and more difficult day by day, which had ruined the Qianyuan Realm for ten thousand years.

"Yan Xuanhe's sword makes some sense..."

Xiang Yuan didn't understand it before, and thought that Yan Xuanhe's words made sense, but as his horizons broadened, he found that Yan Xuanhe's sword made some sense. The upper world is not all beautiful, the false world of the gods, the heaven of the demons, the heaven controlled by the demons...

There are risks in ascending to the upper realm.

Yan Xuanhe's sword might be intended to protect the Qianyuan Realm from being harmed by the upper realm.

Having said that, it is also an indisputable fact that Yan Xuanhe destroyed the upper three realms with one sword, causing the overall level of the Qianyuan Realm to decline and also cutting the lifespan of the practitioners by half.

Making future generations suffer can be considered a heinous crime.

Just talking about the lifespan, the Qianyuan Realm should have had more Tongyou periods, and the Tongyou periods should also have had longer lifespans, like Menfeng Sword Master, who almost died in the mountains because his lifespan was exhausted.

When mentioning the Sword Master of Door Crack, Xiang Yuan thought of... the realm of Dao Sword. He took advantage of the remaining momentum to observe the figure of Yan Xuanhe holding the sword.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, immersing himself in the intermittent sword shadows. The sword force was like an inverted galaxy, vast and boundless, all-encompassing, profound and timeless, cutting off all reality into illusion.

Xiang Yuan studied it carefully, trying to incorporate the "Skyfall Sword" into his own swordsmanship, and learned three moves and two styles.

If it were a swordsman master like Menfeng Sword Master, he would definitely be able to learn three-tenths of the essence of Yan Xuanhe. As for Xiang Yuan and others, we know from the name of Zuan swordsmanship that he practices swordsmanship just for fun. If it weren't for the Crazy Beauty Sword, he wouldn't be able to make this pot of dumplings.

Having said that, with the Wu Xiang Yin Fa running, and the minor headache, Xiang Yuan still gained some insights. He didn't understand the meaning, but he got the form. Not only did he get a sword move, but he also greatly increased the power of all the sword moves of Zu'an Sword Technique.

He touched me again!

"The boss helps me upgrade, the experience is different. I was trained with a sword, but now my sword skills are even better..."

Xiang Yuan complained that he was wasting his time on playing with things, put away the broken jade pieces, and strode up to Feng Jiahe.

The skills recorded on the jade fragments were left by Yan Xuanhe, or they may have been summarized by later generations. But no matter what, this skill, or these three skills, are the secrets of the Tianzong that are not passed on.

Taking the chapter "Heaven's Killing Intent" alone, it is extremely similar to the Xiao family's unique family skill "Heaven-Controlling Dragon Art", which is passed down in the capital of Shendu. There must be something special about it.

"The Xiao Clan in Shendu inherited Yan Xuanhe's technique, but it's not complete. The old man came here for this technique..."

"The same goes for the Heavenly Sword Master. After all, he is Yan Xuanhe's successor. As a disciple, he is concerned about his own life. It is not surprising that he has calculated that there is a great opportunity in the Feng family's ancestral land."

Xiang Yuan murmured to himself. Based on his understanding of divination, he guessed that the two masters in the Tongyou period only knew about chance, but they had no idea what chance was specifically.

Otherwise, there would be more than just two people coming. All the great masters of the Xiao family in Divine Capital would be present, and the Heavenly Sword Pavilion would be no exception.

It is possible that the Xiao family in Shendu will go to war with the three families of Tianzong in advance!
When Feng Jiahe was fighting with Tianqian Sword Master, Xiang Yuan saw clearly that the old man was not a master of the Tongyou period of the Shouling Sect, but a member of the Xiao family in Shendu, a legitimate royal family.

For Xiao Lingyue's sake, Xiang Yuan generously stated that they were family and he would not mind the fact that Feng Jiahe had taken advantage of him before.

But if Feng Jiahe admitted his mistake and corrected it, and refused to give in, even kneeling down to beg him to accept the gift, and he disagreed, Feng Jiahe would cry, and would still cry even if he was beaten and scolded. Out of respect for his elders, he would have no choice but to accept the gift reluctantly.

This is just the time. After all, you are the elder. Don’t do it again!

Bang!

Xiang Yuan stepped on Feng Jiahe's face, leaving a shoe print. Because of his natural supernatural powers, Feng Jiahe's skull crackled in accompaniment.

With one step, Xiang Yuan snatched Feng Jiahe's Qiankun Ring and tried to attack the Yuanshen restriction. He found that the old guy still had strength left. Without saying a word, he pushed away the Yin-Yang fish with both hands and fired a "Black and White, Two Gods of Good and Evil".

For three consecutive times, Feng Jiahe foamed at the mouth and his legs shook as if they had cramps.

"The good thing about being old is that you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down. You haven't even woken up yet."

Xiang Yuan snorted twice, breaking the restriction of the Qiankun Ring, and without thinking twice, he shook all the things inside into the jade disk space.

Put it in your pocket and look at it later.

In his sleep, Feng Jiahe heard faintly the gurgling sound of mountains of gold and silver flowing. He couldn't help but frown, frightened by the nightmare.

Xiang Yuan counted the harvest and found that Feng Jiahe's family was quite wealthy. He had picked up many magical weapons during his travels. He guessed that he had pretended to be the successor of the Soul Guarding Sect many times.

"Damn it, where's the dignity and self-respect of the royal family? When did the Xiao family in Shendu become like this! Xiang Yuan is too lazy to complain about these famous and upright families because their style is too vulgar and their moral qualities are worse than each other." Xiang Yuan complained.

There are more than ten magic weapons, most of which can be used at the Spirit Transformation Stage, and there are few magic weapons at the Tongyou Stage.

They were all stolen goods from tomb raiding, which he sorted into categories and prepared to sell to Sister Ziping. As a well-known and upright sect, Jian Xinzhai had his own way of selling goods, which was low risk and high profit, and much safer than selling them privately to others.

"Higanbana..."

Xiang Yuan looked at the natural treasures in the jade disk space. The exotic flowers raised by the Tongyou period master must be very tonic. If he ate them...

Ugh, that's a bit hard to swallow.

"How can pharmacology be so superficial!" Xiang Yuan thought so, still unable to open his mouth.

When he traced the sources of the rare treasures he had consumed before, most of them were related to "cannibalism". However, he had only eaten them ready-made and had never seen the cooking process. The red spider lilies he consumed now were mostly clean and hygienic.

"Forget it. It won't make up much anyway. These few drops won't make a difference."

Xiang Yuan tidied up the space in the jade disk, threw out some useless debris, and soon piled it into a small hill, and buried Feng Jiahe in it.

"Cough-cough-"

A weak cough sounded from the garbage heap. A moment later, a dusty hand stretched out from the pile of debris, and then Feng Jiahe crawled out with difficulty.

He was covered in dust and tattered clothes, and his face was stained with the shoe prints left by Li Xianyuan, looking extremely miserable.

Feng Jiahe looked around and sensed the red to black demonic energy around him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "So it was you... You're so calculating. I always thought that the master of the Tianqian Sword had a rare treasure, so I fought quickly and got seriously injured."

Coincidentally, the Master of Tianqian Sword also thought so.

The two men used killing moves every time they attacked, trying to determine the winner, life or death in the shortest possible time.

The difference is that Feng Jiahe hangs out in a circle of 140, while Tianqian Sword Master hangs out in a circle of 70. Their IQ was crushed and they died tragically as a result of the conspiracy.

Seeing Xiang Yuan said nothing and threw out one or two pieces of debris from time to time, Feng Jiahe's heart was bleeding. He said shamelessly: "Xiao San, we are all family, please leave some money for my coffin! You also saw that I contributed a lot in this battle, fighting for you..."

Bang!
Feng Jiahe was halfway through his words when Xiang Yuan punched him in the face. His skull cracked and the top of his head almost turned into a convertible on the spot.

He sneered, "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll turn you into the real Feng Jiahe and sleep in the same coffin with him!"

The camera turned and "Feng Jiahe" knelt obediently in front of Xiang Yuan. He was punched in the face. He raised his hand to cover his nose, and blood kept gushing out from between his fingers.

He was already past the age of not bullying the poor young, and he didn't want to think that the dead were the greatest, so he kept his head down and was very honest. He was born in a big family with many elders, and he had been a grandson for many years. Now he had resumed his old business, and his skills were not rusty at all.

It’s better to survive than to be miserable!
"How long do you want to keep this face?"

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and fetched Wang Mifeng's sword from a distance. He flicked his finger and secretly praised the sword. He said in front of Feng Jiahe, "The Feng and Wang families are of the same origin. The old friend is gone. If I don't collect the relics and make them see the light of day and shine, the Wang family will not be able to rest in peace in the nine springs. What difference is there between me as a human and an animal?"

"What the Patriarch said makes sense. I agree with him."

Feng Jiahe smiled innocently.
"I'll say it again, change this face. Don't think I can't do it just because you're wearing this old man's face." Xiang Yuan sneered and hooked his fingertips, and demonic energy slowly swirled around Feng Jiahe.

Feng Jiahe swallowed quietly, and in desperation, he twisted his body and returned to his original appearance.

Judging from his appearance alone, he is a strong middle-aged man in his forties, with a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, strong features, and a sense of righteousness.

If there were no nosebleed, this righteousness would be even purer!

Feng Jiahe smiled broadly, and said mercenarily: "Friend Feng..."

"Um?!"

"Senior Feng!"

Feng Jiahe laughed dryly and said, "Senior, we can say that we didn't know each other until we fought. Look, the Feng family's relics are returned to their original owners, and you also took the things in my Qiankun ring. Please leave some space for us so that we can meet again in the future. Don't you think this is the truth?"

"Cut the grass at its roots, and you won't have to see it again in the future. Xiao Xiaoyou, don't you think this is the truth?"

"Ah this..."

'Feng Jiahe' instantly broke out in a sweat, thinking about what value he still had. It was obvious that Xiang Yuan had the ability to kill him, but he didn't do it immediately, which was clearly giving him a chance to reform.

As long as you pay more, everything can be negotiated.

But he has no money!

Xiang Yuan seemed to see through his thoughts and kindly reminded him, "If you don't have money, you can borrow, steal, or rob. As long as you are alive, there are always more solutions than problems, don't you think?"

"The seniors gave me a warning, and I will learn from their words."

Feng Jiahe's bitter smile deepened. He was straightforward, raised his fingers like a sword above his head, and swore with his soul: "The heavens are my witnesses, the sun and the moon are my witnesses, I, Xiao Feng..."

"Wait a minute, what's your name?"

"Xiao Feng."

"You too?"

Xiang Yuan was furious and kicked him once. He was still angry and kicked him twice more.

"It's unfair. I didn't lie. This name was given to me by my parents. I have been called this since I was born..."

"You still said that!"

Xiang Yuan became even angrier. After kicking the man down, he stood on top of him and jumped several times.

What is the concept of being born with supernatural powers? All that was heard was the continuous crackling sound of popping beans. Xiao Feng was stepped on like a bag of instant noodles. The packaging bag was intact, but the noodles inside were all broken into pieces.

The vitality of the Tongyou period is beyond doubt. Xiao Feng recovered quickly and said with a bitter face: "Senior, I don't know where I've offended you. Is there anything wrong with my name?"

Very inappropriate!

Someone like you is at best a Xiao Yuanshan...

That won't work either. Xiao Yuanshan is a man of blood, and his son is handsome. His impression score is far better than Murong Bo's.

Xiang Yuan cursed inwardly, waved his hand, and asked Xiao Feng to continue swearing.

"The heavens are my witness, the sun and the moon are my witnesses..."

Xiao Feng swore again that he would fire for half an hour at a time.

This guy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a face that looks righteous and generous. He is definitely not a good person. Xiang Yuan had the experience of "God is above" in his early years. He judged others by himself and was worried that this guy would play word games when taking the oath, so he corrected him several times without getting tired of it.

The oath was revised and many exemption clauses for Xiang Yuan were added. After the oath was made, Xiao Feng collapsed to the ground with a sullen face, muttering that it was difficult to survive.

After making such a complicated oath, Xiao Feng was more certain that Xiang Yuan would not kill him. With a clear mind, he immediately became thick-skinned: "Senior, look, I have already made an oath, so you are not going to give me a promise?"

"What promise? Are you afraid that I will break my promise and turn against you in the future?"

"That's not what I meant. Senior is a gentleman with deep integrity and honesty. I admire you so much that how could I doubt your character?" Xiao Feng said righteously.

"As long as you know."

Xiang Yuan sneered back: "Don't talk nonsense in front of me. If you really break your promise, you will only lose your life, but I will lose my reputation. I know which is more important!"

"..."

The corners of Xiao Feng's mouth twitched, and he felt mixed emotions.

He had been in the world for many years and considered himself knowledgeable and experienced. He had seen all kinds of young heroes, but this was the first time he had met a shameless young man like Xiang Yuan.

To be precise, this is the first time I have seen a young man like Xiang Yuan who is shameless, good at fighting, and good at calculating.

This boy is cruel, cautious and suspicious, but also has an extraordinary talent for swordsmanship. At a young age, he has shown the appearance of a master. Given time, he will have a place in the world and lead the Feng family to rise to become a giant and stir up the world.

How great it would be if he were a member of my Xiao family!
Xiao Feng sighed and lamented that it was a pity that the Xiao family did not have such good fortune.

"Stop sighing there, what's the matter with your transformation technique?"

Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes, with a hint of inquiry in his tone. Although it was unlikely, he still wanted to ask. What if the inheritance of the Xiao family in Shendu was somehow related to the Benxin Dao Wuxiang Seal?

"The Soul Guarding Sect's method of transformation." Xiao Feng replied.

"Are you really a disciple of the Soul Guardian Sect?"

"That's not it."

Xiao Feng waved his hands repeatedly and said angrily: "Senior, please don't underestimate me. I am also a man of honor. I have a family background and a noble background. How could I degenerate and become a disciple of the Soul Guarding Sect? I learned this method because I met the successor of the Soul Guarding Sect when I was touring the underground in my early years. I saved his life..."

"Tell the truth." Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes.

"I saw the heir of the Soul Guardian Sect was motionless, so I picked it up."

"And you pretended to be the heir of the Soul Keeper Sect?"

Xiang Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "The Soul Guarding Sect is one of the eight evil sects in the world. You pretended to be their disciple and dug up graves everywhere. Although you didn't ruin their reputation, you also added a lot of black accounts. Aren't you afraid of revenge from them and digging up the Xiao family's ancestral grave?"

"Senior, you may not know that there is no such thing as a soul-guarding sect in the world. As there are many famous and upright sects, there are naturally many soul-guarding sects."

Xiao Feng talked about the rules of the martial arts world. The orthodox spirit-guarding sects are from famous families, while the orthodox evil spirits are from the righteous path. How many masters of the Tongyou period there are in the spirit-guarding sect depends on the situation.

The real Soul Guarding Sect had long since fallen into decline, and it was only with the help of the righteous people that it was able to maintain its reputation as one of the eight evil spirits.

"..."

Damn, I'm still too honest.

From today on, I, Li Xianyuan, am also a disciple of the Soul Guarding Sect!
(End of this chapter)