This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 332 The sword comes
"I am honored to meet you, Li. I have long heard of your great name."

In the corridor, Taoist Master Zi Yang was in charge of the introductions. The atmosphere was harmonious and both sides were having a great time.

Xiang Yuan returned the greeting with a smile. Seeing that Li Jingwu had an impressive aura, he should be a master of the Tongyou stage. He glanced at the two disciples beside him, both of whom were cultivators of the Huashen stage.

When Xiang Yuan was looking at the three people, the three people were also looking at Xiang Yuan. At first sight, they secretly thought it was outrageous. Xiang Wentian had delicate features, which was very different from the green-faced and fang-toothed man rumored by the outside world. At least he was much better than the other ugly guys in Huangquan Road.

After taking a second look, Li Jingwu couldn't help but frowned slightly. Xiang Wentian's cultivation level was at the Spiritualization Stage, and it seemed that he had reached the threshold of the Passage-through Stage. His cultivation level was neither high nor low, just very average.

If one has achieved great success, he can be called a master. Looking at any first-rate force in the world, he will be at the top level of the senior realm.

Xiang Wentian is a half-step grandmaster and can also be a local expert.

However, this half step has stumped countless geniuses in the world. There are many people who cannot break through to the Spirit Transformation Stage until they die, let alone for thirty or fifty years.

You are just a person in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and you dare to call yourself the King of Heaven and serve as the Left-Handed Envoy of the Huangquan Dao, where evil spirits gather… If the Huangquan Dao is really besieged, and you can't even protect yourself, what qualifications do you have to protect it?
Li Jingwu was full of doubts. After he sat down, he saw Xiang Yuan sitting opposite him with a big horse and a golden sword, and Zi Yang standing beside him with his head lowered and a pleasing look, with an honored look on his face. His doubts deepened three points.

Let's be frank. The world is changing too fast. He has never understood it since he left Southern Jin.

There is a problem, a very serious problem!

Qingyun Sect was well-known, and Li Jingwu still had some illusions about Zi Yang. He tried to send a message and ask what Qingyun Sect was trying to do. If they were talking about money, that was fine, because Shangyuan Li lacked everything except money.

"Master Ziyang, this fellow Xiang..."

"Youli, who are you calling little friend?"

Zi Yang interrupted immediately, his eyes wide open, and he cursed back: "Mr. Li, please be more respectful when you speak. Qing Yun Sect doesn't want the people of Southern Jin to suffer, so we are willing to help introduce Xiang Zuoshi. I'm giving you face, right? Try to befriend him again!"

As Taoist priests and monks, their main focus is to keep their minds calm.

If you keep dirty words in your heart, your heart will become dirty. If you curse out loud, your heart will become clear.

This is the way of spiritual practice, there is nothing wrong with it.

Li Jingwu's body swayed, stunned by the scolding. He was not familiar with Taoist Zi Yang, but he knew that this Taoist was very concerned about his reputation and had the demeanor of a master who was reclusive from the world. Even if he was offended by ignorant people, he would just smile and not care at all.

No matter what happened behind the scenes, at least on the surface, we just laughed it off.

He suddenly cursed so badly and was even included in the Li family's genealogy... What went wrong?
Li Jingwu was scolded for no apparent reason, but he did not dare to get angry because he was asking for help. He apologized repeatedly and changed his words: "Master Ziyang, please do not blame me. I am not good at speaking and I have offended you just now. Please let me know that this brother Xiang..."

"Dili, who are you calling brother?"

"..."

Li Jingwu heard a lot of dirty words, until he changed it to "senior", Taoist Zi Yang's expression looked much better. He said a few sarcastic words without any dirty words, and then stopped.

Li Jingwu looked suspiciously at the man in the Spirit Transformation Stage and the Grandmaster who stood behind him and acted as a bodyguard. He was not a stupid man. After a little thought in his mind, he roughly understood what was going on.

The Qingyun Sect secretly controlled the Huangquan Dao and supported Zuo Lengxie and Xiang Wentian to undermine the top management of the Huangquan Dao. Xiang Wentian was born in the Qingyun Sect and had a high status in the sect.

What kind of status can a person in the Spirit Transformation Stage have? In all likelihood, he is the illegitimate son of the Qingyun Sect's leader. He was a bad student since childhood and was thrown into the Huangquan Road by the leader, where he played his true colors and mingled with evil ways.

Li Jingwu's hypothesis was proven correct, and Qingyun Sect immediately became mysterious and ambitious.

Externally, the Qingyun Sect controlled the Huangquan Road, extended its tentacles to southern Xinjiang, and established relations with the Xiao family in Shendu; internally, the Qingyun Sect killed the master of the Baichuan Alliance, snatched the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword, inadvertently spread the news, and used the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword to threaten the Southern Jin court.

Qingyun Sect, what do you want to do? Are you trying to rebel?

On the opposite side, Xiang Yuan was full of questions. Li Jingwu broke out in a sweat after he sat down. After all, he was a master in the Tongyou stage. How could his body be so weak?

You also have two snake monsters at home?

Xiang Yuan curled his lips, too lazy to care about Li Jingwu's health. He hooked his finger and asked Zi Yang to change the cup and make tea again.

Zi Yang jumped forward and made tea for the founder. What an honor it was! He went back to the mountain gate and boasted about it. He wondered how many jealous people would be attracted by him.

After a while, Xiang Yuan got a cup of fresh tea, and after showing off Xiang Wentian's status in the martial arts world, he said, "I already know that Li came here to ask for the sword. If you have something to say, just speak frankly. Why don't you say anything?"

I'm just being scolded, so I don't have time to talk.

Li Jingwu secretly thought it was bad luck, picked up the slightly cold tea in front of him, and said with a wry smile: "Qingyun Sect is very calculating, and it has become a big trend to deceive the world. In this game, I, the Li family, have lost half a piece."

"What a mess!"

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes, not bothering to ask what Li Jingwu was talking about. He tapped the chessboard and said, "If you don't speak, I'll say it. I agree to Li's request for the sword. The rules are the same as before. I'll take whatever the Baichuan League takes."

When it comes to ordinary people, Xiang Yuan did not raise the price and did not intend to pass the money on to his own. Every year, Li would send the labor fees to Qingyun Sect, and then Qingyun Sect would transfer them to him.

Xiang Yuan has made a plan. One day in the future, when the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword can no longer keep up with the latest version, he will throw the sword to the Qingyun Sect as a reward from the founder, thus adding another way to make money for the sect.

Since he is pretending to be someone's ancestor, it would be a bit unreasonable not to give him some benefits.

Moreover, the Jinglan Sword after the updated version is really good. The Qingyun Sect has spent a lot of good things on it, and this is the wages they deserve.

Seeing Xiang Yuan was so easy to talk to, Li Jingwu became more certain that it was the Qingyun Sect that controlled the Iron Sword of Water. He felt mixed emotions and felt very uncomfortable. After sighing for a moment, he made a move.

"Li only cared about the court and forgot about the martial arts world. He cannot blame others for this defeat."

Li Jingwu was ready to regain some ground on the chessboard: "Today, I will play a game of chess with Zuo Shi using the celestial circle and square earth. I hope you can teach me something and let me admit defeat with a sincere heart."

"I don't even know what you're talking about..."

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, lamenting that these children of aristocratic families, no, these royal family members had holes in their brains, and picked up the white piece in front of him and put it down.

He had limited knowledge of Go and his chess skills were average, not even an amateur, but he had some understanding of Yin and Yang. After reading the Tao Te Ching, he gained a deeper understanding of the principles of Yin and Yang, and was able to incorporate the general trend into it. He was like a Go master, and every move he made was unfathomable.

Zi Yang stood aside, watching the chess game, and thought to himself, "What a wonderful game!"

With his immature vision, he managed to see some words from the "Tao Te Ching" in the chess game that was gradually taking shape.

The ancestor is preaching, so give him some special treatment!
After more than ten moves, Li Jingwu gradually became exhausted. Looking at the black and white colors on the chessboard, he subconsciously observed it from the perspective of his state of mind. His face turned alternately blue and white, and he quickly retracted his gaze and dared not look again.

The more I didn't look at it, the more I wanted to look at it, and the more I looked at it, the more I dared not look at it. After three or five times, I lowered my head and coughed up blood.

"Master?!" x2
Li Zisu and Li Ziqing hurried forward, one handed over tea and the other handed over a handkerchief.

At the same time, they looked at the chessboard curiously. It was very messy, but there was also a hidden order, which made them confused.

"Don't look at it, don't learn from it."

Li Jingwu raised his hand and disrupted the chess pieces on the board to prevent the two disciples in the Spirit Transformation Stage from learning randomly and ruining their future practice.

"You overturn the table when you can't win. That's too much!"

"It's not that I can't win, but the truth is too profound, I dare not win..."

Li Jingwu said stubbornly that the situation in the chess game was too high and he felt that if he continued, his own practice would be in chaos.

How did you play such a big chess game?

Li Jingwu was defeated again and again, and he no longer had the heart to fight with Qingyun Sect. He stood up and said, "Since Xiang Zuoshi is willing to take the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword to go to Southern Jin, I will not waste your time. Go quickly and come back quickly. Otherwise, if the news gets out, some people in Southern Jin may not let it go."

This is what I want!

Xiang Yuan raised his eyebrows. When he was sixteen, he stood there like a minion. Now he is eighteen, and everyone he sees looks like a prostitute, waiting for the right person to come to him.

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Qilin Mountains.

A cruise ship sailed south along the river.

Xiang Yuan looked at the tall building in the center of the river, which was the property of Baiyun Villa, and wondered whether Yue Huanjiang had taken down his vixen master.

Oh, and there are two maids.

Sensing the gaze coming from behind, Xiang Yuan turned around and saw Li Ziqing with a curious look on his face. He imitated Yue Huanjiang's way of dealing with people and gave a gentleman's gentle smile.

The effect was average, and Li Ziqing was so scared that his face turned pale. He was so frightened that he lowered his head and dared not look again.

You are already an old lady of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, why are you pretending to be a girl of sixteen or seventeen!

Xiang Yuan complained in his heart and waited for the cruise ship to pass through Jinglin Pass and enter the territory of Southern Jin.

Also, Li Jingwu said he would go quickly and come back quickly, but when he saw Zi Yang had left first, he immediately stopped being in a hurry and said he would take a boat south to appreciate the scenery of Southern Jin.

He was not in a hurry, and neither was Xiang Yuan. The purpose of this trip was also to relieve their addiction to splitting. The more people who were predestined to meet them, the better.

The cruise ship sailed downstream, and after three days, it passed the territory of the Zhu family in Linguan, and no one disturbed it, so it changed its course to the north, heading to Shangyuan Prefecture on Longtai Road. Ten days passed in a flash, and when it was halfway to its destination, three tall ships blocked the river and blocked the cruise ship's way north.

The winner is here!
Xiang Yuan looked over happily and saw three ships flying the flag of the Baichuan Alliance, which made him even more excited.

In the early years, the Grandmaster of the Tongyou period was out of his reach. The world's top forces were all huge monsters. After traveling around the world, he gradually figured out some tricks and realized that there are also high and low levels of the world's top forces.

As far as Xiang Yuan knew, Jianxinzhai, Benxindao and Huangquandao all had strong men in the upper three realms. With these strong men in charge, it was enough to widen the gap between the three mountain gates.

Considering that Wushuang Palace and Jianxinzhai are at odds, and that the abbot of Dajue Temple Huixing made a bet with Master Quexinyan and won, these two families should also have strong men in the upper three realms.

The Baichuan Alliance was obviously not among them. The only reason they were able to hold on to the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword was because of their large numbers and great power. In addition, the situation in the Southern Jin court was treacherous and the tacit balance gave the Baichuan Alliance the opportunity to grow bigger and stronger.

There is no master in the third realm. If the younger one is beaten, the older one will not come. He is also of top quality among those who are destined to be together.

Rumble!
Thunder roared as the river was cut off. Two figures, a man and a woman, stood in the air, stirring up the air currents and trapping the cruise ship in place with the force of shackles.

Baichuan League, the master of Tongyou period, Qu Kuan.

Baichuan League, the master of Tongyou period, Shui Xianghui.

"Be courteous to your guests!"

"I heard that a distinguished guest has come to Nanjin to send off the lost Iron Sword of Water Control from the Baichuan League. My wife and I have been waiting for a long time. We hope that you will show up to see us."

The sound gradually spread out, rippling the waves and spreading across the river.

Xiang Yuan stood in front of the window, looking confused. "It's strange. I came here in a low profile. Apart from your Shangyuan Li family and Taoist Ziyang, almost no one knew about it. Where did the Baichuan League get the information and block the way accurately... It's so hard to guess!"

On the side, Li Jingwu and Li Zisu remained expressionless. Like Xiang Yuan, they couldn't figure out this problem.

Li Ziqing frowned and thought. Like her master and senior brothers, she couldn't figure it out.

Doesn't look very smart!

Xiang Yuanwang was delighted. He pointed at the two masters who were blocking his way and said to Li Jingwu, "The Baichuan Alliance is coming aggressively to snatch my Water-Suppressing Iron Sword. Aren't you Li clan prepared to show your hospitality?"

"Left Envoy, please tell me clearly what is the right way to entertain guests." Li Jingwu asked in confusion.

"Your acting stupid will only make you look stupid, and you're treating me like a fool."

Xiang Yuan snorted: "If you don't know how to entertain guests, there will be no friendship price when I do business with Li's. I will double the price on top of the markup."

Seeing that Li Jingwu didn't respond, Xiang Yuan nodded with satisfaction. Zi Yang really didn't spread rumors outside. Li Jingwu knew nothing and really thought that he was a junior in the Spirit Transformation Stage who could be manipulated at will.

It’s pretty good, I hope you keep it up, and I hope you’ll remain this rebellious in the future.

Xiang Yuan floated up, walked in the air towards Qu Kuan and the other man, and openly displayed his cultivation level of the Spirit Transformation Stage.

"Master."

Li Zisu lowered his voice and said, "This guy Xiang Zuo is very brave. Is there a master of Qingyun Sect hiding nearby?"

"Don't mind your own business."

Li Jingwu curled his lips slightly. Whether there is one or not, the Shangyuan Li family will win.

Without the Qingyun Sect's master accompanying him, Xiang Wentian would not be able to pass the test of the Baichuan Alliance and would have to hand over the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword; with the Qingyun Sect's master's protection, the Baichuan Alliance would not be willing to give up the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword, and a fight would be inevitable between the two sides.

Li Jingwu is more inclined to the latter. The Baichuan Alliance is just the opening, and the six major families are the highlight. There is still a long way to go by water to Shangyuan Prefecture. Qingyun Sect will inevitably break a few tiger teeth as it passes through checkpoints along the way.

Thinking of this, he took the opportunity to despise the Zhu family of Linguan. They were timid and cowardly after losing a master of the Tongyou period. They watched the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword passing by their doorstep. They became more and more cowardly as they grew older.

In mid-air, Qu Kuan and Shui Xianghui looked at Xiang Yuan who was walking towards them in surprise.

Baichuan League received a rumor that the master who picked up the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword passed by here today, but the two did not know who the master was or what he looked like. When they saw Xiang Yuan, who was at the Spirit Transformation Stage, they were a little confused for a moment.

Qu Kuan frowned and said, "Youngsters in front, please stop and let your master come out to talk!"

"Forget it. You two can't stand my master speaking out. It's better for me to speak."

Xiang Yuan answered truthfully. Although he was not sure which master Qu Kuan was referring to, he was very sure that his three masters could beat the couple.

I won’t talk about the mindless master. The hard disk master who reached the upper third realm and cleared the You period was like walking a dog. He ran hurriedly through the grove several times;

Xiang Yuan didn't know what realm the Broken Boat Master had reached, but he had killed his way through the Tiandao Sect dungeon, scaring the Sect Master into shutting himself up overnight. Now he was still shy and refused to show up. It seemed that he could kill one of them with one sword when dealing with Qu Kuan and his wife.

Master Jingyun...

Forget it, let’s talk about Master Broken Boat. Currently, his winning rate is the lowest, only 99.9999%. There is a slight possibility that he will be blinded by Shui Xianghui’s beauty and become a victim of Wancheng’s love accident like the Prime Minister.

Xiang Yuan was not talking nonsense. The couple in front of him, Qu Kuan with two eyes and one mouth, was a man, and his wife was beautiful, charming and seductive, as fresh and juicy as a peach. It was possible that the master of the broken sampan wanted to sleep with his wife tonight.

What if? You can't be too sure about anything.

"Young man, let your master come out and speak. He came with the Iron Sword to suppress water. He is a distinguished guest of our Baichuan League. I don't want to make enemies with him and break the rules of the underworld." Qu Kuan had a gloomy face and issued an ultimatum.

The source of the gossip is mysterious, and it is said that it was revealed by Shangyuan Li.

There is no such thing as a free lunch. An old veteran can figure it out with his toes. The Shangyuan Li family has no good intentions. However, the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword is too important to the Baichuan Alliance, especially when two masters were killed. Even though the alliance knows the pie is poisoned, it has to eat it with tears.

If they don't eat it, the reputation of being a world-class force will be in name only and will be removed from the list in a few decades.

"My master didn't come, but..."

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and held the ten-foot-long iron sword in his palm. His tone suddenly changed: "I was invited by the Shangyuan Li family to come to Nanjin with the iron sword to quell the flood disaster this year."

"The Water-Suppressing Iron Sword of my Baichuan League!"

Qu Kuanwang was overjoyed. The Water-Suppressing Iron Sword occupied his entire world. He had no time to pay attention to what Xiang Yuan was saying.

"Don't talk nonsense. The Water-Suppressing Iron Sword belongs to me. What does it have to do with your Baichuan Alliance?" Xiang Yuan shook his head repeatedly.

"You ignorant young man, the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword is a treasure of the Baichuan League, and everyone in the world knows it. Since you have brought the sword with you today, you should return it to the Baichuan League and be a distinguished guest of the Baichuan League, otherwise..."

"Excuse me, that was in the past. Now the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword insists on following me and I can't drive it away."

"hehe."

After saying all the polite words, Qu Kuan was too lazy to argue with Xiang Yuan. He recited the incantation and raised his hand to shoot the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword.

The Water-Suppressing Iron Sword has been passed down in the Baichuan League for many years without a clear owner, but the masters of every generation have all worshipped this sword. This magical object has spirits and is quite fond of the masters of the Baichuan League. The two sides already have a set of mantras and contracts.

Just say it, and the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword will return to its place!
Qu Kuan mocked Xiang Yuan for knowing nothing and daring to take out the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword in front of him, the Grandmaster of the Baichuan Alliance. He took it away in front of him today so that the young man could understand what it meant for a sacred object to have a spirit.

Whoever it belongs to, it belongs to them. You can’t take it away just by holding it in your hand.

"Here comes the sword!"

Qu Kuan raised his five fingers and exhaled like thunder.

The Water-Suppressing Iron Sword remained motionless and stayed obediently beside Xiang Yuan.

"Here comes the sword!"

Qu Kuan shouted again.

After three consecutive failures, he looked incredulous and asked in horror: "What did you do to the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword? Why didn't the divine object respond to the formula?"

"I told you, that's all in the past..."

Xiang Yuan raised five fingers and without any mantra, he just shouted and the sword came.

The Water-Suppressing Iron Sword responded instantly. The rusty sword body vibrated and spread out the invisible force. It used its own magical power with all its might to suppress the river water below so that there were not even a ripple.

"Why, how could this happen?"

Seeing that the treasure of the sect was trying hard to please Xiang Yuan, Qu Kuan was stunned, with a look of despair as if his wife had run away with his brothers. He didn't believe it, recited the incantation again, and shouted, "Come with the sword."

Zhenshui Iron Sword: Don't come with a sword. The sword that suppresses a person's life is the sword of Zhenwu Emperor, and the iron that suppresses his death is the iron of Zhenwu Emperor. I am really not familiar with you.

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