This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 339 He looks like a child, but he's nothing but a monster.

The expired dog food was sickeningly sweet. It took Xiang Yuan a long time to emerge from the shadows. When she looked at Li Yuanrong again, she was filled with disgust.

You two have been fighting for fifty years, and you still have a strange sense of romance!

Besides, you're a grown man, what's wrong with giving in a little? You'll have to give in to her morning, noon, and night anyway.

Now look what's happened; the pure love god who just happened to be passing by has outdone you, and you can only watch from the sidelines.

Xiang Yuan thought to himself that expired dog food had a really strong aftereffect. He plopped down in a chair, snapped his fingers, and told Ah Hong to come over and massage the legs of the God of Pure Love.

Her original intention was to tease Li Yuanrong and get revenge for the grievances she had suffered, but Ah Hong lost control again and sat on his lap, putting her arm around his shoulder and looking very intimate.

Wang Daoyan has taken over someone else's account again.

Xiangyuan: (一`一)
What kind of skill is it to use your body to transform yourself? If you're so capable, why don't you do it yourself!
Xiang Yuan looked disgusted, picked up Ah Hong and threw her to the ground.

Before releasing his hand, he manipulated Yin and Yang with his five fingers, briefly imprisoning Wang Daoyan's primordial spirit, causing him to lose control of his external body and fall hard on his buttocks.

Xiang Yuan stood up and pulled out a chair: "One last question, where is the stronghold of your Illusionary Annihilation Path? Rumors say it's in the Southern Frontier, but I know very well that's a complete frame-up, a deliberate attempt to pin a blame on you."

Of the eight great evil forces in the world, only the Yellow Springs Path and the Star Palace have clearly identified headquarters. The former is located in the Southern Frontier, and the latter is located in the Northern Qi.

As for the other six headquarters, rumors circulate that most of them are located in the Southern Frontier, such as the Other Shore Sect, the Blissful Path, and the Guardian Spirit Sect.

As the Left Envoy of the Underworld, Xiang Yuan can clearly state that the above is pure nonsense and is all the conjecture of people in the martial arts world. Because the underworld customs in the South are simple and honest, the headquarters of evil and heretical sects were moved to the South.

Leaving aside distant examples, just take the Guardian Spirit Sect. This thing was promoted by a prestigious sect. The great tombs and ruins are monopolized by righteous experts. Not to mention the grandmasters and experts in the Guardian Spirit Sect, many Nascent Soul stage cultivators are just doing it part-time. How could they possibly have a headquarters?

"Why should I tell you this?" Li Yuanrong said impatiently.

Xiang Yuan was asking more and more questions. He had said everything he should and shouldn't have said. If we asked any further, it would involve the secrets of the Shangyuan Li family.

"It's settled then. I'll reward you handsomely with a water-suppressing iron sword, so that Longtai Dao will be spared from the suffering of floods this year."

"Is this true?"

"The advantage is with me, so just listen to this as if it were true."

"..."

Li Yuanrong remained silent for a while before recounting the inheritance of the Path of Illusion and Annihilation.

First of all, the Path of Illusion has no headquarters. The lineage is based on fate, because it is about entering the path with one's heart. Cultivation depends entirely on the individual. The idea that a great master produces a great disciple has nothing to do with the Path of Illusion.

Conversely, it is also common for a dog father to have a tiger cub.

Secondly, the Path of Illusion and Annihilation basically has no master-disciple relationship. The vast majority of Path of Illusion and Annihilation's successors were initially backups of external bodies.

A beam of red light entered his body, carrying a portion of the Illusionary Annihilation Path's inheritance. The 'master' died, and the 'disciple' regained his freedom, thus becoming the new successor of the Illusionary Annihilation Path.

In most cases, the 'master' dies and is reborn in the body of the 'disciple', taking over the body of the 'disciple'.

With such a casual approach to inheritance, the Path of Illusion is probably the one with the fewest members among the eight great demonic sects.

Xiang Yuan fell silent upon hearing this. According to Li Yuanrong, he had unknowingly become a successor of the Illusionary Annihilation Path.

He did indeed experience a red light entering his body, and he also personally killed his 'master' more than once.

"Any other questions?" Li Yuanrong asked with a dark expression.

"That's all. The weather is perfect, the night is just right, let's control the flood now."

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and, holding the water-suppressing iron sword, was about to begin the ceremony. He had just inquired and, ignoring the sycophantic behavior of bathing and burning incense to inflate the sword's price, the steps for suppressing the water were actually quite simple.

See the groove in the middle of the altar? Insert the water-suppressing iron sword into it, and it will move on its own for a while. This year's flood will then be suppressed.

It's concise, straightforward, and direct, just like suppressing water.

The original steps were very complicated, but time waits for no one, and the seasons for farming cannot wait. The royal family and aristocratic families of the Southern Jin Dynasty set up altars within their territory, and also set up water-suppressing iron swords and other swords along the major and minor rivers, which greatly simplified the steps.

One shot, and it's done; one thrust and it's over.

"Wait a moment."

Li Yuanrong stood in front of Xiang Yuan, her face cold, and said, "Divine objects have spirits. Without a sacrificial ceremony, the water-suppressing iron sword will not work. Your negligence will only displease the divine object."

"That's you guys. Actually, the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword is quite easy to talk to; it's just that you're using it the wrong way."

Xiang Yuan shrugged. "You can try it if you don't believe me. As long as you pour in a lot of merit or the divine power of the True Martial Emperor, the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword will become extremely sticky and will do whatever you ask."

Clang!
The Zhenshui Iron Sword resonated with a clear and melodious sound, indicating that the Emperor was right. It had always been an approachable divine sword, and it was ordinary people who had misunderstood it, truly believing that it enjoyed long and tedious sacrificial rituals.

Seeing the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword respond to Xiang Yuan's call with an extremely humble attitude, Li Yuanrong felt sorry for the Hundred Rivers Alliance and continued to stand in front of Xiang Yuan: "Wait a little longer. Every year when the water is suppressed, it is my Li Clan's Grandmaster who holds the Water-Suppressing Iron Sword. Just have the Left Envoy hand over the divine object to me."

"What do you mean? Don't you trust me?"

Xiang Yuan was no fool; seeing Li Yuanrong making various excuses, he immediately guessed what the other party was thinking.

There are ten grandmasters outside the capital, and he arrives at the altar with the water-suppressing iron sword inside the capital. If one is not careful, the divine weapon will change hands, the dynasty will change, and the Southern Jin royal family will henceforth be surnamed Xiang.

Xiang Yuan expressed his understanding, saying that it is human nature to be wary of others, especially since the Li family is the imperial family and surrounded by the six great families. If they didn't have a bit of a cunning mind, they would have been driven out of the capital long ago.

Moreover, he did have some ideas about certain people. He wasn't interested in the Southern Jin Emperor or anything like that, but if you mentioned Empress Xiao or Consort Chan, well, he immediately woke up.

I'm starting to feel a little impulsive!

Seeing Xiang Yuan's beaming face, practically screaming "the emperor's throne is in the hands of others," Li Yuanrong became even more wary and refused to let him approach the altar with his sword.

"Get out of the way. For my sake, don't force me to kneel down and beg you not to die," Xiang Yuan advised kindly, hoping Li Yuanrong would be more sensible.

"cousin?"

"Ji Boli".

"impossible!"

Li Yuanrong didn't believe it. He and Ji Boli had been sworn brothers for many years. How could he not know that Ji Boli had such a formidable cousin?

He immediately retorted, "Brother Ji is the head of the Ji family, one of the Seven Lineages of Tianwu, while you are the Left Envoy of the Yellow Springs Path. One is a righteous sect, and the other is a heretical sect. They are completely unrelated. How could you possibly be relatives!"

"What are you saying? You're a member of the Illusionary Annihilation Sect, yet your cousin still calls you brother."

"I...I am different from other cultivators of the Path of Illusion..."

"Laughable. Who isn't a good person? We, the Yellow Springs Path, have already cleared our name and are now a reputable sect." Xiang Yuan sneered.

"..."

That's not what you just said!

Seeing that Li Yuanrong still didn't believe him, Xiang Yuan had no choice but to produce evidence. He said in a low voice, "In case there are eavesdroppers, I can't name names. I can only say that some of my cousins ​​are patriarchs of the Ji family on the surface, but in private... they may be cultivators of some sect in Northern Qi."

How did you know that!
Li Yuanrong's pupils constricted sharply, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Where did you learn of this? Impossible! This is a top secret. I only learned about it through the Boundless Realm. It's a matter of great importance. How could Brother Ji tell an outsider like you?"

Li Yuanrong and Ji Boli exchanged secret identities to become cousins ​​and build mutual trust.

The former is a member of the Shangyuan Li royal family. By revealing his identity as a successor of the Illusionary Annihilation Path, he will be able to use this as leverage against the Li family by the six great families, causing the Li family to become an accomplice of evil and heretical sects.

The latter's identity was exposed, and the situation wasn't so tricky. After all, Benxindao was a reputable sect, and not everyone would want to kill them.

However, the seven lineages of Tianwu were embroiled in internal power struggles. The Six Families Association, under the pretext of upholding the great cause of inheritance, forced Ji Boli to step down and hand over the position of family head to the true successor of Tianwu.

Therefore, this is a secret that cannot be told.

Ji Boli had never mentioned his wife, concubines, secondary wives, secondary wives, side wives, side rooms, maids, attendants, chamberlains, or other close friends, let alone an outsider like Xiang Wentian, the Left Envoy of the Yellow Springs. How could Li Yuanrong not be surprised?

Xiang Yuan didn't explain. He looked at the sky and threw the Zhenshui Iron Sword on the ground: "You don't trust me. No matter how much I say, it's useless. The Tongyou Grandmaster can move freely through space. You can go to the Ji family in Pingzhou, Xichu, and tell them you are my cousin Xiang Wentian. My cousin will understand as soon as he hears it. It won't take much time."

Is it possible that you want to get rid of me and then insert the water-suppressing iron sword?

Li Yuanrong's expression changed. Seeing that Xiang Yuan did not stop her, she threw the ghost lamp in her hand, which released divine light to suppress the water-suppressing iron sword. Only then did she teleport to find Ji Boli to verify the information.

After an incense stick had burned, Li Yuanrong returned with a strange expression.

"Why did it take so long? Did your cousin invite you to stay for dinner?"

Xiang Yuan was puzzled and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Well, has my innocence been proven, cousin? What did you say?"

"Uh, he's been cursing at you."

"..." Xiang Yuan fell silent. If he had known that Benxin Dao was unreliable, he would have asked Senior Brother Tongming to prove his innocence. This time, he had only brought shame upon himself. It was his fault.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward. Li Yuanrong coughed lightly twice, clenching his fist: "I roughly understand what Brother Ji means. With his guarantee, I believe you are a good person, but..."

Li Yuanrong's face twisted in an instant: "Brother Ji said that trusting you is the same as trusting him. Since you are family, why did you seduce your sister-in-law?"

"When did I seduce the big boss..."

Upon hearing this, the God of Pure Love was furious. He only realized what he had said halfway through and said with a gleeful expression, "It's because of my own brother that I seduced my sister-in-law. Otherwise, we're just like brothers, and I wouldn't even care! Besides, it was my sister-in-law who seduced me. She insisted on it. At least the first few times, she was the one who took the initiative."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yuanrong vomited two ounces of blood. Touched by this, Ah Hong, who was standing beside him, trembled slightly, and her spirit fled again.

Since his sister-in-law didn't explain, Xiang Yuan was even less likely to. He looked at the aggrieved party in front of him with a smug expression, and out of consideration for their own people, he refrained from saying hurtful things like "his sister-in-law is very lucky."

Let's talk about it another day!

It's true that Ji Boli scolded Xiang Yuan for the duration of an incense stick burning, but that did prove that Xiang Yuan was indeed his own brother. He may not look like a human being, but he is a scoundrel, which dispelled Li Yuanrong's doubts.

Xiang Yuan, having swallowed his grievances over the expired dog food, found solace in the suffering party. With a clear mind, he dragged the Zhenshui Iron Sword forward. As he passed Li Yuanrong, he launched into another tirade: "Brother, you've never had it. As a passerby, I can tell you very clearly that your sister-in-law is just average, really nothing special."

"..."

"There are plenty of fish in the sea. Let's get a foot massage together tonight. After the flood is over, you'll do me the honor of treating us tonight at the most expensive place in Shangyuan Prefecture."

"..."

Xiang Yuan didn't want to talk about these things. He had been bombarded by the information age and had too much inside him. He had a constant stream of sarcastic remarks that were practically overflowing.

Besides, it was Li Yuanrong and Wang Daoyan who made the first move, treating the honest man as part of their play.

If we don't break their moral compass, those two scoundrels will dare to bully honest people again!
After arguing with Li Yuanrong, Xiang Yuan was in high spirits. He held the Zhenshui Iron Sword in the air, aimed the blade at the groove, and pierced the soul with a single shot, all the way to the hilt.

Then Xiang Yuan didn't have to do anything else; the water-suppressing iron sword would move on its own.

The water-suppressing iron sword not only moved on its own, but it also worked incredibly hard, unleashing its own water-suppressing power the moment it entered the groove.

With great force, the flying bricks activate the Nine Dragons Water Locking Formation.

The eyes of the nine stone centipede sculptures simultaneously lit up with a ghostly blue light, and they slowly turned their heads, their eighteen gazes locking onto the water-suppressing iron sword in the center.

One is the main force, and nine are the auxiliary forces. They resonate with all the water-suppressing swords within the Longtai Road, regulate the rivers and streams, and suppress the threat of floods before the arrival of the spring and summer rainy season.

This is how it's always been done, but this year is a bit different.

The water-suppressing iron sword worked incredibly hard, showing off its supernatural powers to Xiang Yuan. Not content with just controlling this year's floods, it also managed to control the floods of next year and the year after.

"Why are you working so hard? You've ruined a business that should have been a steady, long-term venture."

Xiang Yuan complained verbally but didn't take it seriously. He sensed the changes in the Nine Dragons Locking Water Formation and suddenly realized, "No wonder it's always Grandmaster Li who personally takes action every year. It turns out that the dragon vein of Southern Jin is hidden in the river system. You don't trust the Hundred Rivers Alliance to operate it."

Li Yuanrong pretended not to hear anything.

Just then, the entire altar suddenly began to shake violently.

The floor tiles at the center of the altar collapsed with a roar, revealing a bottomless vortex. Violent water elemental energy erupted like a volcanic eruption, manifesting a golden dragon phantom in the sky before sinking back to the bottom and disappearing into the darkness below the altar.

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and summoned the water-suppressing iron sword that had fallen into the abyss. He twitched his eye and said, "It has nothing to do with me. You saw it yourself. The water-suppressing iron sword was moving on its own. I didn't ask it to use so much force."

After suppressing the floods for five years, the altar collapsed by accident. Xiang Yuan was worried that the Li family would try to extort money from him, so he quickly issued a disclaimer.

Furthermore, the water-suppressing iron sword was also well-intentioned and should not bear any responsibility.

The problem lies with the Li family for building such a shoddy project. It couldn't withstand the power of the five-year-long flood control, causing a sinkhole to collapse, revealing the auspicious gold below...

"what?!"

Looking into the abyss below the sinkhole, at the end of the boundless darkness, I saw a familiar pyramid, and my eyelids twitched immediately.

It looks just like the pyramid beneath the Western Chu capital where the dragon vein is nailed down, and there are also 365 demonic energy pillars around it, running a demonic energy array to prevent outsiders from entering.

The dragon vein of Southern Jin has also been targeted by the Other Shore Sect!
Xiang Yuan gasped. There were pyramids beneath the capital of Western Chu, and there were also pyramids beneath the capital of Southern Jin. What about Northern Qi? Was it also dug underground by the Other Shore Gate?

What is the Other Shore Sect planning? The ghost cultivators can't survive and can't cultivate, so they start a world war and drag everyone down with them?

When they were in the Western Chu capital, Xiao Feng patted his chest and guaranteed that the underground pyramid was a relic of the Zhou dynasty. He had been exploring tombs for many years and would never be mistaken.

An industry expert with extensive experience and the prestigious title of Grandmaster of the Guardian Spirit Sect, Xiang Yuan believed his nonsense back then. Now, looking back, Xiao Feng is just a so-called expert; the pyramid ruins have absolutely nothing to do with last week.

Since the gods all came from the ancestral land of Zhou, when they encountered ruins, they would attribute them to Zhou without hesitation.

The capital of Southern Jin has absolutely nothing to do with last week. When it was still there last week, the capital of Shangyuan Prefecture was only a city of considerable size and could not possibly enjoy the same treatment as the capital city of Shendu (Shen Du) with its pyramid ruins.

The calculations focusing on the dragon veins seem to have been undertaken after the founding of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

"What...what is this?"

Looking into the distance, Li Yuanrong was dumbfounded. It was the first time he had realized that the capital of Southern Jin was built on someone else's ancestral graves. He muttered, "No wonder there have been floods every year. It turns out the feng shui is bad."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yuan knew that the Grandmaster of Southern Jin was so busy with his love affair that he didn't even know that his own Golden Dragon of Fortune had been tampered with.

They're not even as good as the Xiao family of Shendu. At least the Xiao family could tell that the Golden Dragon of Fortune had fallen seriously ill!

"Tsk tsk, I don't think you know anything!"

Xiang Yuan curled his lip. Every cloud has a silver lining. If the water-suppressing iron sword hadn't exerted too much force today, the pyramid below the capital would have remained as stable as an old dog, and the scheme of the Other Shore Gate might have really succeeded.

"Left... Brother, do you know what this is?"

Li Yuanrong hurriedly inquired, then raised the Ghost Lamp in his palm and sent out a signal to summon the Tongyou stage master of the Li clan.

Disaster has struck! The golden dragon of our Li family's fortune has been tampered with. Those who were not in seclusion immediately rushed to the water-suppressing altar.

"This pyramid was built for the Gate of the Other Shore. It may have been someone else's work, but it is certain that the Gate of the Other Shore was there to guard it. Once completed, it will be like a nail, nailing down the golden dragon of destiny and weakening the nation's fortune..."

Xiang Yuan rattled off Xiao Feng's lines with an air of expertise, speaking as if no one knew more about pyramids than him.

With his extensive knowledge and the previous endorsement from Ji Boli, Li Yuanrong immediately believed him without a doubt and pressed for an answer: "What is the purpose of the Other Shore Sect's actions? Brother Xiang, where have you seen this formation before? Was it in the Western Chu Divine Capital, and what was the outcome?"

He asked three questions in a row, sweating profusely with anxiety.

The dragon vein is crucial to the livelihood of the people of Southern Jin. When dragons and snakes rise from the land, great disasters will follow, and the harm is far more complex than a few words can describe. On such issues, Xiang Yuan is never ambiguous.

Just as he was about to speak, three figures rushed over from afar.

The first to arrive was Li Jingwu, followed by a man and a woman, both of whom were distinguished by their extraordinary appearance and ethereal, otherworldly figures.

The patriarchs of the Shangyuan Li clan were Li Ruyu and Li Yuanji.

Because it was the Southern Jin Dynasty, Xiang Yuan had suffered two major losses, so seeing a man and a woman together made him feel uneasy. He hurriedly sent a telepathic message to Li Yuanrong to ask, "These two grandmasters should both have the surname Li, so they are not husband and wife, let alone lovers... right?"

“Brother, you’re joking. Although we are distant relatives, we are aunt and niece in terms of seniority. How could we be husband and wife or lovers?” Li Yuanrong frowned.

"That's good."

Xiang Yuan breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"There are some rumors, such as Yuan Ji having a child out of wedlock and Ru Yu treating him as his own. These are just busybodies talking nonsense. Rumors stop with the wise. Just laugh it off and don't take them seriously."

Xiang Yuan: ()
"Brother, don't panic, we're here to help you!"

The three grandmasters landed, formed a battle formation, and stared intently at Xiang Yuan, determined to subdue the evil forces that were threatening the golden dragon of Southern Jin's fortune.

"hehe."

Xiang Yuan gave a forced smile, took out a chair and sat down. He was tired. Whoever wanted to go to this lousy pyramid today could go. He sat there and wouldn't move.

Li Yuanrong was so angry that his face turned pale. He explained the whole story to the three clansmen and said to Xiang Yuan with a bitter face, "I didn't explain clearly just now. The three of them were confused because they were worried and misunderstood Xiang... Senior, you are a magnanimous person, please don't take it to heart."

"It's too late. I've already forgotten how to navigate inside the pyramids. Mr. Li, please find someone else!"

Li Yuanrong was shocked and wanted to say something more, but Li Jingwu strode over and, by accident, dropped a Qiankun Ring, which rolled to Xiang Yuan's feet.

He picked it up and presented it obediently to Xiang Yuan, saying, "Senior, you have broken free from the cycle of yin and yang."

Even on the cruise ship, Li Jingwu had already seen through Xiang Yuan's true colors. There was no point in talking to such a person; he simply smashed his Qiankun Ring.

If one isn't enough, smash two. As long as you pay more, Xiang Yuan will immediately become much easier to talk to.

(End of this chapter)