This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 345 Master, your disciple has learned something new.

As Xiang Yuan entered the courtyard, fragments of images flashed before his eyes, all depicting the lost youth of his senior, Master Hard Drive.

Every frame is the result of the hard drive master's diligent practice, while every second is the result of the clueless old Taoist's incompetence. The former is a top student, and the latter is a poor student. Judging by appearances alone, their futures are already set.

It's a pity that it's the Way of the Heart!

Actually, one can't blame Benxindao. Master Pingchuan's diligent cultivation was also in accordance with Benxindao. Benxindao told him that one reaps what one sows, and only by persevering and persisting in cultivation can one reap sweet fruits.

The mistake of Master Hard Drive was that he lost his true self and was influenced by his lack of a true self.

What kind of true heart can someone with a lack of conscience have? He lives up to his name, he's a complete idiot. It would be a miracle if Master Hard Drive could win a reasoning contest with someone who's a complete idiot.

Besides that, Master Hard Drive made another major mistake.

You've come to the wrong temple!
In Xiang Yuan's view, Master Uncle Hard Drive was born to make a living in the Yellow Springs Path. He was a latecomer to the path, yet he was able to innovate and develop various new techniques from the Left Envoy's secret method, the "Three Yin Book of Life and Death." With such talent and aptitude, if he had joined the Yellow Springs Path earlier, there would have been no chance for Zuo Lengxie.

Squeak!

In the courtyard, the two wooden doors of the outhouse were slowly pushed open. Because the cultivators of the Original Mind Path were not bound by worldly things, the doors were broken and drafty. They fell to the ground with a thud when they were only halfway open.

The sound wasn't loud, but it startled Xiang Yuan so much that his heart skipped a beat.

Looking in the direction of the sound, the entrance was pitch black, with a deep vortex silently churning, swallowing the surrounding light, quietly waiting for Xiang Yuan to enter.

Xiang Yuan's right eyelid twitched, and he shook his head repeatedly, indicating that the twitching of the right eye was pure superstition and should not be believed. He carefully swallowed and, before entering the door, lifted the two door panels and placed two gold bricks under each of them to stabilize them.

It is a blessing, not a curse, but a curse that cannot be avoided!
Come all come!

After all, they are elders!

Xiang Yuan silently comforted himself for a few moments, took a deep breath, and strode into the dark vortex.

After a brief moment of disorientation, the scenery before Xiang Yuan's eyes changed dramatically. The sky was boundless, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the natural beauty of the place was overwhelming.

The verdant mountain range lies like a dragon, with its peaks layered upon each other, shrouded in mist and clouds, creating an ethereal and otherworldly atmosphere.

It's not a folded space, it's a hidden paradise!
"As expected of our True Heart Path, we travel in the dark, always keeping a low profile. Who would have thought that such a dilapidated thatched hut would contain such a hidden paradise!"

Xiang Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "Master, I've learned something new! One must be humble and careful with one's words!"

Whether it works or not, nice words are free, so saying a few more won't hurt.

As soon as Xiang Yuan finished speaking, a white light appeared in the distant mountains, suddenly moving a hundred miles away to a hundred meters away from Xiang Yuan.

A woman in white stood in mid-air, with delicate eyebrows, a straight nose, and bright, intelligent eyes. Her appearance was exquisite and flawless.

Clad in white with flowing hair, she was ethereal and graceful, like a new moon reflected in water, shrouded in mist and haze, seemingly close yet far away, desirable but unattainable, not of this mortal world.

"???"

Who are you? Where did my stinky, filthy, and dim-witted old master go?
Xiang Yuan frowned slightly. With the simpleton beaten down, the possibility of this small grotto-heaven changing hands was extremely slim. If he wasn't mistaken, this was that guy from the Purple Light Sect, the sect leader of some sect.

Xiang Yuan no longer remembered the name of the sect leader, Miao Qiong. He only knew that, according to rumors in the martial arts world, this great beauty had been taken in by the Benxin Dao sect as their treasure and was always full of righteousness.

If true, he could also write a tally mark for someone.

Having almost been detained by Jianxinzhai as a Star Fury Force, Xiang Yuan empathized with her and cast a sympathetic glance at Sect Leader Miaoqiong.

If you're being threatened, just blink, and I'll find a way to let you out.

"Who goes there?" Sect Leader Miaoqiong asked calmly.

"Following the true path of my heart, I question the heavens."

"The disciple of Master Que Xin?"

"Grandma, you have too many questions."

Xiang Yuan sensed that the newcomer was hostile and roughly realized something. He curled his lip and said, "This is the territory of the Original Heart Path. I am the master of this place. If you are a slave, you should be prepared to be a slave. What kind of person acts like a master? Have we been feeding you too much?"

Let's not mince words. In just a few words, Xiang Yuan realized that the visitor was up to no good and had come looking for a fight.

It's possible that the dim-witted master instructed Miaoqiong to take action to see what level of cultivation her disciple had reached; or it's possible that Miaoqiong had been confined to the Benxin Path for over ten years, constantly having her mentality disrupted, and was therefore displeased with everyone, thus deliberately provoking others to vent her resentment.

No matter which one it is, we'll have to do it anyway.

In that case, let's be straightforward. He skipped the preamble and offered his reasons for fighting.

The other side should thank him!

"You're sharp-tongued; today I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your master."

As expected, Sect Leader Miaoqiong came to fight. She waved her hand, and a distant mountain peak parted, dust billowing up, and transformed into a large, cyan sword that sped towards them.

The sword light shone brightly, instantly covering the sky and the earth. The blazing white sword light poured out like mercury, creating a vast and eerie sea of ​​swords that rumbled and engulfed the location where Xiang Yuan was.

Sword energy crisscrossed and cleaved, and nearby mountains, enveloped by the sea of ​​sword light, collapsed with a roar and were then shredded into dust.

"That was ruthless. I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator. What Nascent Soul cultivator can fight against a Grandmaster like this?"

Xiang Yuan slowly stepped out of the sea of ​​blazing white swords, relying on the scabbard to protect himself, unafraid of the countless sword shadows, and too lazy to even dodge.

Sect Leader Miaoqiong frowned, realizing that Xiang Yuan was protected by a powerful treasure, with a tortoise shell-like defense that made it impossible for anyone to find a way to attack him.

She flipped her hand and raised her sword, instantly gathering the myriad sword lights into a single beam. The sharp sword light whistled and shot out, piercing straight towards the space between Yuan's eyebrows.

Take a break!

Zheng! !

With a deafening clang of metal clashing, the sword light, which had been condensed into a beam, shattered. Waves of energy, carrying fragments of the sword light, surged in all directions, and ripples spread rapidly. The remaining shockwaves swept across the green mountains and earth like a hurricane.

"What a powerful sword strike! It almost shattered my indestructible body."

Xiang Yuan was horrified. He waved his hand and raised a water mirror in front of him. When he looked at his forehead, he saw a red mark. He exclaimed in surprise, saying how terrifying it was and how powerful it was.

Miao Qiong's lips twitched. She had another powerful sword move that she had not yet used, but looking at Xiang Yuan strolling leisurely, she was clearly holding back her strength. She was not sure if her sword move could break through Xiang Yuan's defense.

It would be best to break it open, but if it can't be broken open...

It's no fun if you can't damage the opponent at all and get chased and beaten up by them.

Just as Sect Leader Miaoqiong was hesitating, a cloud shaped like an octagon drifted across the sky, and a beam of spiritual light shot down, instantly entering Xiang Yuan's brow and sealing the sword sheath, preventing Xiang Yuan from using it to unleash its invincible defensive effect.

Wait a minute, why did the referee leave the field?!
Xiang Yuan was furious and wanted to complain about the organizer, but then he remembered that the organizer was also a follower of the Benxindao (a school of Taoism), so he had to give up in frustration.

He took a deep breath. His dim-witted master had summoned Master Miaoqiong to conduct an examination, wanting to see his cultivation methods. The sword sheath was too overpowered and could not be used in the upcoming battle.

What's the point of fighting? His magical treasures are all bug-level; we can just use one to seal them all.

According to the law of conservation of smiles, Xiang Yuan couldn't smile, so the smile naturally shifted to the face of Sect Leader Miao Qiong. The latter snorted lightly, swung her sword horizontally, and the terrifying sword momentum was like a raging storm, splitting into dazzling sword lights that covered the sky from above.

An incomparably powerful sword intent loomed high in the sky, layer upon layer without end, its weight pressing down like Mount Tai.

Bathed in endless white light, Xiang Yuan felt an immense increase in pressure. He secretly activated the Daoist Natural Realm and his expression improved considerably when he saw that the bug hadn't been fixed.

Come to think of it, it makes sense. After all, it's Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching. If a foolish master could even seal it, Xiang Yuan would have to wonder if he, like Frieza, had some hidden transformations.

Clang! ! !
With a single thrust of the sword, the winds and clouds surged!
Xiang Yuan, holding the Rouge Sword, stepped into the sky. Surrounded by the powerful sword light, he was like a grain of rice or a candle flickering in the wind, at risk of being extinguished at any moment.

Yet, as he and his sword became one, his brilliance never diminished. A single point of red light blazed at the tip of his sword, transforming into a blazing sun with the force of a wildfire.

"The first rays of dawn!"

He shouted loudly to the distance.

The shout was directed at Sect Leader Miaoqiong, not at anyone else. If anyone feels offended, they are definitely overthinking it.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, it transforms into the sun, soaring straight into the heavens—a seemingly ordinary yet powerful strike, utterly devoid of any subtlety or artistry.

Numerical values ​​burst forth, a point of red light pierced the sky, shattering the sword light, flickering and fading.

Wherever the crimson sun passed, layers of sword energy collapsed one by one, like snow piled up under the blazing sun, accompanied by a series of resounding and shattering sounds, with irreparable cracks spreading from the center.

"Like a pheasant taking flight!" The sword rang out, wings flapped, and the phoenix danced across the nine heavens.

Xiang Yuan slashed away the fiery feathers with his sword, becoming one with the sword, his figure transforming into a stream of fire, completely merging with the sword's momentum.

The sword arrived like a phoenix, carrying an endless sea of ​​fire, and pierced straight towards Sect Leader Miaoqiong.

Looking into the distance, the clear and melodious sound of the sword echoed through the sky, and an endless sea of ​​fire surged out from the sword's edge, condensing in mid-air into a pair of blazing wings that stretched for hundreds of feet, blotting out the sun and turning half the sky crimson.

The raging inferno has now come to life. A phoenix, reborn from the ashes, spreads its wings and soars, each feather condensed from pure sword light, its edges pulsating with terrifying heat capable of burning the entire world.

Amidst the scorching heat, rocks crumbled, green hills spontaneously combusted, and even the air itself was distorted and warped by the heat.

Headmaster Miaoqiong faced the sword directly, her eyes flashing with white light, her body enveloped in a white mist, as if bathed in celestial light, like an immortal descended to earth, her holy aura instantly reaching its peak.

She stepped forward with her sword, ignoring the blazing flames, and unleashed a torrent of sword energy. The invisible greatsword condensed into a near-solid form, piercing down, and visible ripples quickly spread through the air.

An invisible greatsword blocked the phoenix's beak, and the man and sword collided in mid-air.

Xiang Yuan's body trembled, the phoenix shadow dissipated, and he was knocked into a state of man and sword as one. Sect Leader Miao Qiong also trembled, and the ripples that were spreading around her were broken.

The two swords clashed, entering a phase of competition in swordsmanship, realm, and cultivation comprehension.

There's no comparison. Sect Leader Miaoqiong is one of the top experts among the Grandmasters, only one step away from the Upper Three Realms. Even if Xiang Yuan has the Dao of Nature, it's difficult to make up for the gap in their accumulated years of experience.

Fortunately, the problem isn't serious; if the mechanism isn't sufficient, we can compensate with numerical values.

boom!
Xiang Yuan stepped forward, forcing Sect Leader Miao Qiong to take a step back.

In his area of ​​expertise, Master Miaoqiong was no match for him. She felt an immense force surge through her, flowing into her arm along the sword and penetrating her limbs and bones. Her muscles and bones ached and she was powerless to resist. She could only barely hold on with the strength of her primordial spirit.

"Jiejiejiejie——"

Xiang Yuan's eyes narrowed, flashing red light, and his killing intent struck down like a knife, like a headbutt that slammed heavily into the face of Master Miao Qiong.

The primordial spirit of Master Miaoqiong was powerful, even more so than the two Illusionary Annihilation Dao Grandmasters of Northern Qi. Her killing intent, though sharp as a knife, failed to drag his primordial spirit into the sea of ​​blood. Xiang Yuan suffered a backlash and couldn't help but groan.

The Formless Seal Technique was activated, refining the medicinal power within the body, strengthening the primordial spirit internally and the divine power externally. The injuries to the primordial spirit caused by the slight impact were instantly repaired.

Hit again!

They crashed again!

Keep crashing!

boom! boom! boom!
After three attempts, Sect Leader Miaoqiong let out a muffled groan, her face turning pale as she staggered backward.

Xiang Yuan, seizing the advantage, pressed his advantage, lightly trembling the Mad Beauty Sword in his hand. The red light deflected the tip of Master Miao Qiong's sword and thrust straight down into her chest.

Injury for injury, life for life!
A fierce glint flashed in Miao Qiong's eyes. She took a step forward and thrust her sword straight at Yuan's chest.

With his tall stature and long arms, Xiang Yuan first pressed the tip of his sword against the chest of Master Miao Qiong, causing a slight indentation of one inch, which was blocked by the radiant light emanating from her protective robe.

The situation was rather awkward for Sect Leader Miaoqiong. Her body proportions were impeccable, but at 1.7 meters tall, she was short-handed in front of Xiang Yuan. Even with her 1.7-meter height, she still had to give way an inch, and the sword in her hand was still a considerable distance from Xiang Yuan's chest.

She swung her sword horizontally, sweeping it towards Xiang Yuan's sword-wielding arm.

He pulled his hand away to dodge the longsword, leaning forward and accelerating suddenly.

Boom!
A powerful headbutt struck Master Miaoqiong squarely between the eyebrows.

The protective armor rippled with rosy light. Although Sect Leader Miaoqiong was not injured, she was still hit by the fully charged attack and her ears were ringing. Xiang Yuan in front of her seemed to have learned the art of creating clones, and suddenly he became three figures.

Even without any special treasures to protect him, this guy's physical body is incredibly strong, and you shouldn't fight him in close combat!
In a daze, Master Miaoqiong's figure merged into heaven and earth, shifting space and disappearing into the distance.

Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes, following the natural way, his mind was calm and his eyes were clear, his perception was extremely powerful, he captured spatial fluctuations, made accurate judgments, and appeared in front of Master Miao Qiong as if she were his shadow.

As soon as Sect Leader Miaoqiong stood still, she was enveloped by Xiang Yuan's tall figure. Terrified that the latter had almost no weaknesses, she subconsciously looked up and was hit on the head with a loud thud.

At the same time, sword light surrounded them, attacking from all directions, slashing and thrusting, and striking and pointing, blooming like iron tree pear blossoms in an instant, hitting Master Miaoqiong from different angles.

The clanging and banging of the scraping was completely blocked by the protective robe.

However, the terrifying force penetrated to the bone and pierced through the chest, rampaging and smashing, turning Master Miaoqiong into a white-skinned wonton. Just a gentle pry open the skin would cause fresh flesh and blood to gush out.

Xiang Yuan's attack was powerful and fast. When the sect leader Miao Qiong fell into his hands, she was careless and was put into a stunned state. She tried to escape, but there were sword shadows all around her.

The physical body was drowsy from the killing, and the primordial spirit was severely impacted, unable to find any way to escape.

Xiang Yuan used a large medicine and activated the Formless Seal Technique. He was like a tireless beast, his sword energy forming a dense and overlapping net that completely surrounded Sect Leader Miao Qiong. A conspicuous notification appeared before his eyes: -1, -1.

I see it! The protective armor's health bar is showing!

You're not leaving today unless your clothes explode!

Hiss!

Xiang Yuan slashed horizontally at the waist, the sword blade cutting through the white robes of Master Miaoqiong's abdomen, revealing a large expanse of fair skin. He immediately let out a wild roar and thrust his long sword down repeatedly, the sword flowers sharp and fierce, piercing through Master Miaoqiong's left and right eye sockets.

With another sweeping sword stroke, the decapitator held a beautiful woman's head high in his hand.

Xiang Yuan stepped on the headless body's chest, immobilizing it. His sword aura surged, and a blazing sun roared into shape, burning the body of Sect Leader Miao Qiong to ashes.

Buzz!
The azure greatsword vanished into the distance, hovering high in the sky. A star portal opened, and the pale-faced Sect Leader Miaoqiong stepped out.

Xiang Yuan looked at him with sharp eyes and saw that he was dressed properly. He noticed that he had put on a protective robe at some point. He couldn't help but curl his lips and say disdainfully, "Can't take a joke."

The sect leader, Miao Qiong, looked down from her high position. Having just been killed and left without any temper, she dared not give Xiang Yuan another chance to get close. With a light tap of her jade finger, the sky suddenly darkened.

Six dazzling starlight rays pierced through the clouds, crashing down like a sword of divine punishment!
Each ray of starlight trailed a long tail, weaving together in mid-air to form a mysterious star map, completely sealing off the space inside the small cave.

The six stars of the Southern Dipper!

The God of Fate descends from the heavens, severing lifespan; the God of Fortune seals the meridians, severing true essence; extending lifespan becomes shackles, confining the physical body; calculating further creates a game of chess, disrupting the primordial spirit; overcoming calamities triggers heavenly tribulations, destroying the foundation of the Dao; and ascending to life transforms into desires, attracting inner demons.

Six stars fell simultaneously, and the world changed color.

Xiang Yuan's body turned ashen in an instant. In a daze, the yin and yang colors between his brows rotated, and a vast black and white image of swimming fish spread out beneath his feet, rising from the ground and preventing the Six Paths Heavenly Punishment Sword from striking him.

Xiang Yuan looked at the array diagram in the sky with lingering fear. The Purple Light Sect's ultimate technique was indeed something special; that move just now almost took him away.

Your Ziguang Sect is so powerful that you can kill a Grandmaster in an instant. How are other top-tier forces in the world supposed to compete?
You deserve to be detained by the Path of True Mind; it's too disruptive to the balance mechanism!

Xiang Yuan could even imagine that when the dimwitted man detained Sect Leader Miao Qiong, he said, "Miao Qiong, your power is really too strong."

The black and white fish, unable to descend despite the Heavenly Punishment Sword, were stopped there. Just as Xiang Yuan was pondering how to break the move, Sect Leader Miao Qiong, having exhausted her spiritual energy with a powerful strike, was forced to summon the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper.

"That's more like it! I told you, it was too unbalanced..."

Xiang Yuan nodded in satisfaction. Seeing that Sect Leader Miao Qiong was panting softly and had no strength left to fight, he put away the Mad Beauty Sword, clenched his fists, and walked over.

"Today I'll beat this family heirloom to its knees and show you who the master is!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Miaoqiong's eyes blazed with fury, a flash of red light appeared, and black demonic mist swirled around her.

Once a demonic thought arises, it becomes extremely difficult to suppress!

The white robes of the sect leader Miaoqiong turned pitch black, her eyes turned bloodshot, and billowing demonic mist spread behind her, wrapping around her body like tentacles, creating undulating waves of allure as she moved.

So the rumors were true. Benxindao wasn't lying; she really had fallen into demonic possession!

Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes and saw that the black light was ink-like bones and the demonic energy was flesh and blood. A bewitching demonic figure, completely black and over three zhang long, rapidly took shape.

The demonic figure has slender limbs, and its silhouette is alluring and captivating, perfectly embodying the idea that small branches can bear abundant fruit. However, its demonic aura is overwhelming, projecting a phantom of the demonic realm into the high heavens. Its breath exhales boundless evil thoughts, causing confusion in people's hearts with just one glance, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, good and evil in the world.

This is no longer a simple case of demonic possession; it's related to the inheritance of extraterrestrial demons. We must take decisive action!
He gave a low shout and his body grew to three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

Dharma!

Three heads and six arms!!!

(End of this chapter)