This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 370 Xiao Lingyue: You didn't do anything to Master, did you?
Xiang Yuan underwent his sixth blood and marrow cleansing, resulting in a dramatic transformation of the medicinal power within his body. For Bai Wuyan, whose primordial spirit was ailing and whose physical body was weakened, this was the most exquisite elixir in the world.

Obtaining this great medicine will not only allow her to reshape her physical body and nourish her primordial spirit in the shortest possible time, but also allow her to consolidate her current realm, saving her a lot of time spent in seclusion.

In addition, it will be of great benefit to spiritual practice in the future.

Bai Wuyan closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around herself, and kissed her neck to enter a meditative state.

Xiang Yuan instinctively reached out and grabbed the beautiful woman, whose skin was as smooth and white as jade. He then focused on two things at once, and the Formless Seal Technique began to operate on its own. He refined the blood medicine and absorbed it into his body, while his primordial spirit surged into Bai Wuyan's body. At the same time, he observed closely how she was reshaping her physical body.

Bai Wuyan's current realm is unclear; she doesn't seem to be in a state of fusion, nor does she seem to be undergoing tribulation. Xiang Yuan can't understand her, but he knows that observing her reshaping her physical body is like witnessing an opportunity.

Moreover, as Bai Wuyan's primordial spirit grew stronger, Xiang Yuan and she cultivated together, and they were able to copy more and more of the laws of heaven and earth.

You still have stock!
Dissatisfied with the situation, Xiang Yuanda started a supermarket shopping spree, with both the mechanism and the data progressing in tandem, making him incredibly happy.

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad. The amount of happiness is constant. As much as Xiang Yuan is happy, Bai Wuyan is just as irritable. She sincerely rejects dual cultivation, but she has no choice but to do so due to the circumstances.

If possible, she only wanted to get the medicine, not to engage in dual cultivation.

To be honest, although it was a dual cultivation, he always observed Bai Wuyan's primordial spirit from afar, and the latter never learned anything from him.

Firstly, she was arrogant and looked down on him; secondly, she rejected dual cultivation and did not want to leave her own aura in Xiang Yuan's primordial spirit.

If she glanced at it, she would sense the Dao Sword Realm and then associate it with the Door Crack Sword Master.

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Half a month later, two figures emerged from beneath the Xuanhuang Blood Sea.

Bai Wuyan pushed away the hand on her waist, her figure swayed, dispelling the water vapor around her, she put on a pure white palace dress, summoned the Wujie Sword, and transformed it into a hairpin to tie up her hair.

After his primordial spirit recovered from its injuries and his physical body was rebuilt, several damaged magical artifacts were also restored to their original state.

At this moment, she was terrifyingly strong!
Her realm after the tribulation had not yet been stabilized, but she did not mind continuing. After all, she had already come this far, so she could just continue cultivating. However, Xiang Yuan had already finished refining the blood medicine, and there was no point in staying in the Xuanhuang Blood Sea.

If she speaks up again at this point, where will she put her pride? It makes it seem like she really wants it.

Xiang Yuan gazed at the sea of ​​blood below, half of his body submerged in the water, not completely floating above the surface.

The reason is hard to say, but he and Bai Wuyan both know the answer.

Seeing that Xiang Yuan was still savoring the benefits of the blood-washing and marrow-renewing, Bai Wuyan narrowed her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them: "Are you very pleased with yourself?"

"what?!"

Xiang Yuan looked up in confusion and saw Bai Wuyan standing proudly with her hands behind her back. He spread his hands and said helplessly, "If I say I'm not proud, Senior Sister Bai Feng, you'll definitely be unhappy. If I say I'm proud, you'll be even more unhappy."

"What does this have to do with me!"

Bai Wuyan sneered repeatedly: "Use your brain. The Xuanhuang Blood Sea was formed after the Heavenly Emperor died. You can refine the Emperor's blood for your own use. What does that represent?"

So that's what you were talking about!
Realizing that the two were not on the same wavelength, Xiang Yuan decisively changed the subject to Bai Wuyan: "I understand what Senior Sister Bai Feng means. I am the subject of the Heavenly Emperor's scheme and have become his pawn."

"You still can't laugh even knowing that?"

Bai Wuyan was speechless to herself. How could someone so heartless and thoughtless accomplish anything great?

"Otherwise, why should you be frowning every day, constantly on guard against this and that?"

Xiang Yuan shrugged: "We'll talk about the future later. Let's focus on the present, secure our gains, and take what's in front of us first."

"And then what, what should we do when death is imminent?"

"We'll talk about it when we're about to die!"

"..." x2
Seeing Bai Wuyan's speechless expression, Xiang Yuan perked up, stood up... then squatted back down, patting his chest covered in numbers: "They offered far too much, enough to buy my life. If I don't take it, they will naturally scheme against others, and then I won't even have the right to face death."

These words were reasonable and well-founded, and Bai Wuyan could not refute them. Xiang Yuan's fate was different from hers, and Xiang Yuan's choice to accept the scheme was indeed the only option.

There are too many people in the world who are worth taking advantage of; if he doesn't take it, someone else will.

"You once saved my life..."

"Senior sister, may I interject?"

Xiang Yuan interrupted, holding up two fingers and pointing to the sea of ​​blood below: "These are two acts of saving my life."

"Shut up!"

Bai Wuyan glared at Xiang Yuan fiercely: "Thinking of this matter, let me remind you that you have already obtained the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed. If you gain many more benefits, and one day you achieve the union of the Heavenly Emperor and the inner and outer worlds merge, it will be hard to say whether you will still be yourself."

"Senior sister isn't going to kill me?"

"If you wish to die, I may grant your wish."

Bai Wuyan's face was as cold as ice. She didn't mention it, and Xiang Yuan didn't say anything either. The matter was postponed for later discussion, and everyone could keep a straight face.

Why insist on bringing this up so clearly? Is it because you think she's easy to talk to, or do you have a death wish?
Xiang Yuan confirmed once again that Xiao Lingyue's master was indeed difficult to deal with, and asked curiously, "Senior Sister, what is the difference between the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed and ordinary Dao Seeds?"

“Originally there was no difference. By cultivating oneself with the Tao, one bears different karmic causes and conditions, and one’s destiny changes as a result. This path can be good or bad.”

Bai Wuyan looked into the distance, her voice ethereal: "But on the basis of the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed, you have also received many benefits from him. It is clear that your acquisition of his Dao Seed was not accidental. A major change in your destiny will inevitably bring endless troubles. You will become the Heavenly Emperor's substitute for him and take the fall. There is no need for me to kill you; you are already on the road to death."

As expected of Senior Sister Bai Feng, she's different from other riddle solvers.

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly. Bai Wuyan was not good in this way or that way, but the fact that she could speak in complete sentences was truly pleasing.

"Think carefully, when did you receive the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed?"

Bai Wuyan looked down at Xiang Yuan: "If you can remember, you might still have a chance to change your fate."

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister." Xiang Yuan bowed obediently.

"I'm repaying this favor, and we're even now."

Bai Wuyan took two steps forward, stepped on Xiang Yuan's shoulder, and pressed him under the sea: "Go down and find the Reincarnation Relic. After you get it, don't take it out of the Xuanhuang Blood Sea. Just open the Yanfu Gate and leave."

Once the Reincarnation Relic appears in the world, it will inevitably attract the attention of the two great realms of the Desolate Ancient Realm. The Xuanhuang Blood Sea can suppress the aura of the Reincarnation Relic. If you don't want to cause any more trouble, you should obediently open the Yanfu Gate under the Blood Sea.

Xiang Yuan possessed superhuman strength; Bai Wuyan tried to press him down but couldn't budge him. With a foot propped up on his shoulder, Xiang Yuan looked up but couldn't see Bai Wuyan's face. He leaned back slightly and said, "Senior Sister, I opened the Yama Gate beneath the Sea of ​​Blood..."

"The moment I obtain the Reincarnation Relic, I can open the Gate of Jambudvipa and leave. You don't need to worry about it."

"No, senior sister, I wasn't concerned about you."

Xiang Yuan blinked, looking completely honest: "If I open the Yanfu Gate below, will it cause the Xuanhuang Blood Sea to surge into the Qianyuan Realm? If it causes the laws of heaven and earth in the Qianyuan Realm to change, wouldn't my sin be enormous?"

"..."

Bai Wuyan, having made a fool of herself, lost her temper and stomped down hard, using some force to push Xiang Yuan into the deep water.

Stop talking nonsense and get out of here!
……

Half an hour later, a white portal appeared above the sea, three inches above the water, preventing the highly corrosive seawater from flooding into the Qianyuan Realm.

Xiang Yuan ultimately didn't dare to try opening the Yama Gate underwater. Whether the gate could shield the Heavenly Emperor's aura was unnecessary; winning or losing wouldn't benefit him.

He found the Reincarnation Relic within ten minutes of entering the water; the remaining time was a cooling-off period.

After undergoing another blood and marrow cleansing, his medicinal power was extraordinary. If Bai Wuyan were replaced by Chan'er, and they were in a state of mutual affection, he would be so overwhelmed by the masculine energy that he couldn't open his eyes.

If it weren't for his innate ability to conceal his breath and prevent the effects of the medicine from manifesting, in his current state, he would be treated like a family heirloom and locked in the basement wherever he went.

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Qianyuan Boundary.

Zhen Dian Prefecture, post station.

As the sun rises in the east and the sky gradually brightens, the city is already bustling with activity.

Xiang Yuan stepped out of the portal of light, a half-length Taoist robe wrapped around his waist. He frowned as he looked at the current sky and deduced the flow of time between the Desolate Ancient Realm and the Qianyuan Realm.

He remembered clearly that when he entered the door, it was sunset and dusk.

Based on past experience, he had spent two months in the Desolate Ancient Realm, and two months should have passed in the Qianyuan Realm as well.

"I wonder if Lingyue and Chan'er have emerged from seclusion yet..."

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, waved his hand to set up a spatial restriction, and a moment later, a man dressed in black walked out, looking respectable and full of energy.

Clearly, he had forgotten his romantic promise to Shang Qingmeng, and stood her up for two months. Shang Qingmeng had been left hanging for so long, and in her anger, Zi Ping was going to be deprived of her juice again.

Xiang Yuan now only wants to see Xiao Lingyue or Chan'er. Shang Qingmeng and the like have always been considered by him as an exception. Although he has developed feelings for them after many interactions, they are really limited.

He took out the jade disc and immediately tried to call for help.

Suddenly, the surrounding space froze, and the laws of heaven and earth rushed away, as if a silvery sun had descended, sealing the sky and locking the earth, separating Xiangyuan and Qianyuan Realm into two worlds.

Xiang Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he turned his head to look behind him. He saw Bai Wuyan with a cold expression, who had appeared at some point. He subconsciously said, "Senior Sister Bai Feng, were you there when I was changing clothes?"

"..."

Chatting with Xiang Yuan greatly diminishes one's air of superiority. Bai Wuyan is not the first, nor will she be the last. Her already cold face becomes even more chilling.

"It was my fault, junior brother. He said the wrong thing. Anyway, senior sister has already seen it..."

Xiang Yuan muttered under his breath, originally wanting to say that he had already sat there and that there had been an unknown number of light knocks on the door, but fearing he would be beaten to death, he changed to a less irritating way of saying it.

Seeing that Bai Wuyan did not respond, Xiang Yuan put away the jade disc and asked in confusion, "Senior Sister, you said that I am a dying man and that you would not kill me because it would dirty your hands. Why did you suddenly detain me?"

Bai Wuyan displayed a powerful mechanism whose data was unclear, but Xiang Yuan remained calm. He had already dealt with everything he needed to, and none of Bai Wuyan's magical treasures had any effect on him.

Just like the magical treasures of Chan'er and Xiao Lingyue, he can also control them if necessary.

To be honest, Wu Jie Jian is a bit aloof, and Yun Zhi Tian Yi is very wary of him, but Wu Gou Bai Lian and Gong De Jin Lun are very friendly to him, especially Gong De Jin Lun, who is particularly fond of him.

After all, it was his shape. Under these circumstances, if Bai Wuyan wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be as difficult as climbing to the heavens, but it was definitely hopeless.

Even if all else fails, Xiang Yuan still has a trump card.

That heartless old Taoist!

Despite my dislike for it, the Mind Voice of the Original Mind Path is indeed effective.

"My cultivation is not yet complete, and I need to borrow the blood medicine." Bai Wuyan looked coldly at Xiang Yuan, her gaze lingering on his neck, her eyes flashing with a deep, unsettling light.

You're just lusting after my body!
That's a rather euphemistic way of putting it.

"Senior sister is joking. It is my good fortune to be able to help you with your cultivation. Saying 'borrow' is too formal. Just tell me how much you want, and I'll slit my throat and bleed you right now."

Xiang Yuan nodded. "Everything has a first, a second, and a third. Once you break through zero, everything else will fall into place naturally. There's nothing strange about it."

"No need for such trouble, just come back to Wushuang Palace with me."

"..."

Without saying a word, Xiang Yuan turned and ran.

With a flash, relying on his immense power, he smashed through the space in front of him, forcefully breaking through the Great Sun's heaven-sealing and earth-locking restrictions.

Boom! !

Water splashed everywhere, and a fairyland appeared before Xiang Yuan.

Standing on the white jade brick path, Xiang Yuan saw dozens of jade statues in different poses on his left and right sides. Each of the jade statues, with their faces covered in white veils, was either sitting cross-legged in meditation, holding a sword, or looking up at the sky. They were so lifelike that even the folds of their clothes were clearly visible.

At the end of the passageway, white jade steps ascend one by one, leading to a sheer cliff.

Across the cliff, a silver waterfall cascades down from a sheer drop, plunging into a deep pool and creating a thousand layers of white waves. The pool is crystal clear, with fish and pebbles clearly visible. A faint mist hangs over the surface, reflecting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.

Further afield, the peaks rise one after another, their verdant slopes shrouded in mist like veils.

Unparalleled Palace!
From a high altitude, the mountain gate of Wushuang Palace is hidden deep in the clouds and mist.

There are winding mountain paths, ancient pines, cranes spreading their wings and calling out in a clear and melodious voice, and a majestic white palace complex, perched on the mountainside above the sea of ​​clouds. It is pure white, like jade but not jade, like stone but not stone, with upturned eaves and intricate carvings that do not appear ostentatious, exuding a sense of aloofness and solitude.

The entire Wushuang Palace exudes a pure and flawless aura, surrounded by celestial energy, drawing in the sunset's glow, making it seem like a heavenly palace on earth.

Xiang Yuan: (°°;)
In a daze, Xiao Lingyue's warning face appeared before his eyes.

Don't go around talking about the powerful medicine, or you'll be dragged back to the mountain gate and kept as a family heirloom.

Lingyue, you were absolutely right.

I never expected that it was your master who arrested me, and now you also have a share in the family heirloom.

Xiang Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly. He was about to leave when the formation blocked his way, but he couldn't sense the space outside the Wushuang Palace. He only saw the sun in the sky growing brighter and brighter, as if it would smear his face if he dared to move.

Where's the token? Who's going to give him a token?
Bai Wuyan stepped out and gracefully came to Xiang Yuan's side, a faint smile on her lips, quite satisfied with his silly and foolish appearance.

The pent-up frustration I'd been feeling these past few days has finally dissipated, and I feel much better now.

"Junior brother, what are you standing there for? You don't actually think you can leave after getting here, do you?"

Bai Wuyan's smile deepened, though it carried a hint of mocking coldness. Yet, her radiance was dazzling, her beauty reaching its peak. Her crimson lips shone like spring blossoms, outshining even the sun high in the sky.

Why are you laughing so happily? Believe me, one sentence from you could suffocate you!

Xiang Yuan looked dejected and helpless. Just as Bai Wuyan's eyes lit up, he sighed and said, "Don't tell Lingyue about our dual cultivation."

"..."

Bai Wuyan's smile vanished instantly; her face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, her eyes flashing with sword light as she stared intently at Xiang Yuan's neck.

After a moment, she said coldly, "So what if you know? Lingyue dares not say anything."

No way, the plot is too amazing!
It's one thing for outsiders to see their beloved husband entangled with another woman, but it's another for their most respected master to betray them at the same time. Who could bear it?

Xiang Yuan thought to herself, "Bai Wuyan probably doesn't know that Chan'er also has a saintly master who is half teacher and half mother, and she's bragging to her husband right in front of Chan'er."

Later, the person died, and their soul was used as fertilizer for flowers, while their body was turned into a puppet.

Senior sister, you don't want to be turned into a puppet by your own disciple, do you?

Bai Wuyan was used to being arrogant and didn't care what Xiang Yuan was thinking. She raised her hand and pointed in the air, restraining Xiang Yuan's body and leading him up the white jade steps.

After stopping at the pure white stone platform, activate the teleportation array to reach the deep pool below the cliff.

Xiang Yuan clearly sensed that the spatial fluctuations here were completely different from those outside. The flow of primordial energy formed its own cycle, clearly indicating that it was an independent little paradise.

From a high vantage point above, this place should appear as a waterfall cascading into a deep pool, with a rainbow spanning the sky, shrouded in ethereal beauty. Within the small grotto, however, the waterfall is silent, and the rainbow floats in the air, like a still painting, the two seemingly on different levels.

Bai Wuyan's eyes were indifferent as she raised her hand and pointed at the surface of the pool.

"Congeal!"

In an instant, a bone-chilling cold swept in, and the surface of the deep pool froze at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ice layer spread, and the pool water turned into black ice. The cold was so intense that it could almost freeze one's primordial spirit.

Caught off guard, Xiang Yuan shuddered.

His primordial spirit was powerful, and his blood and energy were abundant. With a slight circulation of his true essence, he blocked the extremely cold energy within his body. He was like a branding iron standing on the ice, with scorching white steam rising from his body.

"sit down."

"Oh."

Xiang Yuan sat cross-legged, skillfully opened his arms, and sat down in the beauty's arms.

He slightly raised his chin, and as Bai Wuyan took a bite, one hand that was holding her slender waist slid down to encompass her ample bosom, gently lifting it upwards.

Having become accustomed to this behavior, Bai Wuyan had long lost the desire to reprimand her.

Besides, this is just a short distance, and everyone's still dressed!
Three days later, Bai Wuyan finally settled into a meditative state. Worried that Xiang Yuan might try to take advantage of her while she was consolidating her cultivation, she kicked him out of the small cave and threw him onto the stone steps.

Use it as soon as you get it, and throw it away when you're done.

Xiang Yuan stood speechlessly on the mountaintop. If he remembered correctly, Wushuang Palace was a mountain gate where all the cultivators were female. Bai Wuyan didn't even say a word. What if he wandered around and got captured by someone who thought he was a pervert?
Also, I hope some kind soul will come and give him a token so he can bypass the great formation and leave Wushuang Palace at will.

For a moment, Xiang Yuan thought of Zi Ping and prayed that Wushuang Palace would also have such a decent person.

Don't say it, there really is.

Just as Xiang Yuan was thinking that since he was already here, he might as well take a stroll through the Wushuang Palace's Sutra Repository, a figure in black came from halfway up the mountain. Upon seeing Xiang Yuan standing there like a silly couple, he immediately froze on the spot.

Her sideburns were as if cut by a knife, her eyebrows as if painted with ink, and she had a tall and well-proportioned figure with amazing leg proportions.

For some reason, the woman's aloof and elegant demeanor was mixed with a touch of restrained charm.

Xiao Lingyue.

Their eyes met, and tears welled up in their eyes as they looked into the distance.

"Huh, you, you..."

Xiao Lingyue exclaimed in surprise, remembering that this was her master's residence. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and quickly stepped forward to grab Xiang Yuan's sleeve: "You rascal, what are you doing here?"

"Uh, I was captured by Senior Sister Bai Feng."

Xiang Yuan complained and pulled Xiao Lingyue into his arms.

"???"

A string of question marks flashed across Xiao Lingyue's mind as she thought about many things, such as Xiang Yuan missing her and taking the initiative to come to her door to give her a surprise.

What does it mean to be captured by your master and taken back to Wushuang Palace?
If it's the literal meaning, how come she doesn't understand?

Xiao Lingyue looked puzzled and pushed Xiang Yuan away, saying, "Let go quickly. This is Master's residence. It wouldn't be good if she saw us."

As they spoke, he secretly sniffed at the lapel of Xiang Yuan's clothes.

It has a faint fragrance.

The taste of Master!

Thunder rumbled, leaving Xiao Lingyue utterly bewildered. Realizing she must have been overthinking things, she pushed Xiang Yuan aside and asked, "What's going on? Why did Master arrest you?"

"Let's not talk about that. Lingyue, you've come out of seclusion and are now a Grandmaster! That's amazing!" Xiang Yuan exclaimed in shock.

"Let's talk about this: why did Master arrest you!" Xiao Lingyue said with a straight face, unable to giggle.

"..."

Meeting Xiao Lingyue's righteous gaze, Xiang Yuan opened his mouth and said, "While you were in seclusion, Senior Sister Bai Feng and I teamed up and entered the Yanfu Sect."

Xiao Lingyue's expression changed drastically. Recalling her series of experiences, she grabbed Xiang Yuan's hand and asked in a panic, "You, you didn't do anything to Master, did you?"

"..." x2
"speak!"

"Lingyue, how could you say such a thing? I have no answer. Do you look down on me, or on your Palace Master?" Xiang Yuan raised his voice, feeling wronged.

Now Xiao Lingyue was speechless. Bai Wuyan was indeed pure and innocent, but as for Xiang Yuan... thinking about Chan'er, he couldn't be called promiscuous, but he certainly couldn't resist women.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Xiao Lingyue took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself before Xiang Yuan spoke.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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