This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 419 Come, follow me to the Sword Heart Pavilion
This chaotic sword light pierced through both the demonic and Buddhist bodies of the Heavenly Being of Freedom, causing both bodies to turn grayish-white and disintegrate segment by segment from the feet upwards.

"Those surnamed him are not in this realm for reincarnation. I, Xiang, am also looking for her. She was abducted by the Heavenly Court. You've come all this way for nothing." Xiang Yuan shouted, his tone filled with grief and helplessness.

Xiang Yuan was unaware that Ji Wuzhou had cut off his chance to enter the Qianyuan Realm from the Huazizaitian. This was a one-time event, and there would be no next time. With this move, he diverted the trouble to the Heavenly Court.

Xiang Yuan didn't care which Heavenly Court it was, nor did he care whether the Heavenly Court of Self-Transformation believed it or not. He only knew that since the Heavenly Court of Self-Transformation had said so, it would definitely take action and try to find the nearest Heavenly Court to find out the truth.

Dogs fight, double kill!

After the two bodies turned to ashes, Lingxiu dispersed the Buddhist formation and looked at the bare lotus stems in the lotus pond with tears in her eyes.

The great treasure passed down through generations of the sect is gone.

"Uh, my dear nephew..."

Xiang Yuan awkwardly stepped forward. Although it was for the purpose of exorcising demons, the abbot was indeed gone. Looking at the corpses of Abbot Huixing scattered all over the ground, he stammered, not knowing how to start the conversation so that the other party would not feel so bad.

Abbot Lingxiu, pull yourself together! Dajue Temple cannot be without an abbot!
Can it work?
Lingxiu roughly understood what Xiangyuan was thinking and shook her head slightly: "Young Sect Master, there is no need to worry. With the abbot's Buddhist cultivation, how could he pass away so hastily? He has simply changed places to continue his cultivation."

As she spoke, Lingxiu clasped her hands together, a faint smile on her face. She was not sad at all; in fact, she seemed quite happy.

If that's what you're saying, then I won't feel guilty!
Xiang Yuan nodded repeatedly, truly feeling no guilt.

"What did I tell you? This kid has no good intentions; he wants to become the abbot," Ji Wuzhou transmitted his voice.

“Alas, you can’t say that. Buddhism is very profound. I have practiced it. I believe Abbot Lingxiu is not lying. Abbot Huixing just changed places to continue his practice.” Xiang Yuan said firmly, distancing himself from the matter completely.

"..."

Sure enough, you two members of the Liu clan, one openly and one covertly, have turned Dajue Temple into the foundation of the Liu family's business.

Ji Wuzhou's statement was purely a case of judging others by one's own petty standards, and Xiang Yuan's one-sided account of distancing himself from the matter was also shameless. However, Lingxiu was not lying. Monks do not lie. Abbot Huixing was indeed not dead; he had simply moved to another donkey shed to continue his practice.

When Lingxiu recounted the 'Three Thousand Volumes of the Future', he mentioned that thousands of years ago, an abbot of Dajue Temple foresaw the impending demonic calamity and used his life's cultivation to turn death into life, thus saving the Qianyuan Realm from a catastrophe.

Following suit, Abbot Huixing found a destined person to subdue the demon and avert the crisis.

Foreseeing that he himself would be in danger after this crisis, he summoned Lingxiu, who taught him many secrets of Dajue Temple in advance, and told him to go ahead and explore the way.

The abbot, who could outwit the old Taoist priest in divination, always thought three steps ahead for every step he took. He couldn't possibly die so easily; he was living a carefree life!
Today I perish; I will simply go with the flow.

The nine-grade lotus, a treasure passed down through generations of Dajue Temple, was picked by Xiang Yuan, resulting in a heavy loss. However, Lingxiu did not mention this matter and let it go after a moment of depression.

The meeting of causes and conditions is not a coincidence. Every bite and sip is preordained. Xiang Yuan has a connection with the Buddha. This journey is in accordance with the Dharma. It is fitting that he take away the nine grades of lotus.

That being said, letting go doesn't mean letting go. Thinking about it still makes me angry, and my mind isn't quite clear.

In that case, we won't keep you two for a vegetarian meal.

……

Bang!

Looking at the tightly closed mountain gate, Xiang Yuan and Ji Wuzhou rolled their eyes in unison and turned to walk down the mountain together.

"That bald monk is being unreasonable! He won't even treat us to a meal, let alone say thank you. It's not like I killed Fang..."

"Master, how many times have I told you, he's a tall donkey, not a bald donkey. Can't you at least respect his profession!"

Xiang Yuan interrupted, refusing to admit that he had killed Hui Xing, and then said, "Besides, he also said that we came together by karmic connection and were destined to subdue this demon. Since it was all predestined, there is no need for thanks. So there is no need for thanks."

At this point, Xiang Yuan nodded repeatedly. Buddhism was indeed quite something; regardless of whether something was good or bad, it had a self-consistent logic.

Leaving aside alms-begging, which is a common saying among monks, they only talk about roaming the world subduing demons and monsters. If they encounter someone they can defeat, it's because that demon is utterly wicked and intolerable to Buddhism; if they encounter someone they can't defeat, it's because that's their fate, and has nothing to do with the demon's boundless power.

It can be round on both sides!
The two walked down the steps to the foot of the mountain. Xiang Yuan was just marveling at how Ji Wuzhou was putting on a show, showing respect for Buddhism when going up the mountain and insisting on completing the entire journey down the mountain, when he saw Ji Wuzhou's face change and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Xiang Yuan: (_)
So that knife had such serious side effects. You old codger, you're really good at holding it in, enduring it until now.

The three realms above are all childish fools. Except for one idiot, everyone else is more concerned about their reputation than the next, and Ji Wuzhou is no exception.

Seeing the disdain on Xiang Yuan's face, Ji Wuzhou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "I severed the cycle of reincarnation and eliminated the possibility of the extraterrestrial demons coming to Qianyuan Realm again. I suffered a backlash from the Three Thousand Worlds and was slightly injured. It's nothing serious."

"..."

"My disciple, say something!"

“Master, there’s no need to explain. Those who understand will understand, and those who don’t won’t believe you even if you explain.”

So, did you believe it?

Looking at Yuan's expression, Ji Wuzhou knew he didn't believe him. He groaned inwardly; it was always the same. He wondered when he would be able to stand up and display the dignity of a teacher.

"Disciple, enough of this small talk. Help me back to Mount Mahakasyapa. I have gained a lot from this battle and wish to go into seclusion for a while."

It's time for him to go into seclusion and recuperate for a while!

Xiang Yuan thought to himself, then shifted space and took Ji Wuzhou back to Tianzong Dacheng Mountain, sending the dilapidated sampan, which was now extremely weak, into Taixu Palace.

After leaving Mount Dacheng, he casually tossed the three magical treasures into the void and returned them to Bai Wuyan.

pat!

The three magical treasures fell from the void and landed in his arms.

"..."

I understand. You can't just take it or throw it away as you please. You have to be respectful and return it with both hands in person.

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself as he shifted space, stepping into the Cold Pool Cave. He presented the Immaculate White Lotus and the Pure White Golden Wheel with both hands, then transformed the Wujie Sword into a hairpin, returning them to their original places, and retied Bai Wuyan's hair.

The White Palace Master stared silently at the enhanced and upgraded Immaculate White Lotus in his hand. After a moment, he inquired about the itinerary of Dajue Temple and learned the reason for the enhancement of the Immaculate White Lotus. He frowned and said, "This thing... should not have been destined for me."

Xiang Yuan knew that Bai Wuyan was worried that he had been tricked, so he nodded and used the same advice Bai Wuyan had given him.

If you can solve a problem, don't worry about it. If you can't solve a problem, worrying about it won't help. Instead of worrying, just lie down and enjoy the present moment.

Then Xiang Yuan lay down.

He was thrown into the water and rinsed, then given a private seat at the bottom of the pool, and happily acquired several scratch marks on his back.

After their physical bodies were trampled upon, their spirits were also violated, and they were treated like servants, being made to change clothes.

Can Xiang Yuan endure this injustice?
Of course not. He had just killed the extraterrestrial demon and the abbot of Dajue Temple, and was currently in a state of arrogance. After obediently leaving Wushuang Palace, he displayed his domineering and unreasonable tyrannical authority and headed straight for the capital, where he found Xiao Feng.

First, ask who among those who didn't give gifts.

Secondly, it conveyed the tragic news that Abbot Huixing of Dajue Temple had passed away.

Xiang Yuan didn't mention the matter of the extraterrestrial demons, only saying that the sect leader and young sect leader of the Heavenly Sect came to visit and discussed the matter of the Dajue Temple's unreasonable demands and plotting for the position of crown prince with Abbot Huixing.

After a reasoned and well-founded meeting, Abbot Huixing was filled with shame and, before his death, declared that Dajue Temple would no longer participate in the political affairs of Western Chu.

Xiao Feng: ∑(O_O;)
Following Baiyun Manor and Wangjian Manor, Dajue Temple also fell victim to the Tianzong Sect's treachery. Who will be next? Jianxinzhai or Wushuang Palace? It can't be the Xiao family of Shendu, can it?
Brother, you're one of us!
Last time I was in a rush and didn't finish delivering all the gifts!
So, Xiang Yuan returned to the Overlord's Palace with a Qiankun Ring.

In the courtyard, Xiao Lingyue was instructing Xiao Lingyan in cultivation. They addressed each other as "elder sister" and "younger sister" and got along very well.

Xiang Yuan didn't disturb the two sisters. She stepped out to the window and watched. She could see that Xiao Lingyue was giving her guidance very carefully, and Xiao Lingyan was also studying very hard. Moreover, there was no sarcasm or sarcasm. They had truly become good sisters.

That is, Xiao Lingyan; if it were anyone else...

For example, with characters like Chan'er, the scene would definitely not be so harmonious.

Mentioning Chan'er gave Xiang Yuan a headache.

Having no home before, and adhering to the principle of saving money, he entrusted the demoness to the Yellow Springs Path for foster care.

Now that they have a home, and the Prince's Mansion is located in Dianfu, Guanshandao Town, it's not appropriate to leave them there any longer; they definitely need to be taken home and raised by themselves.

Given Chan'er's enchanting nature, it's easy to imagine that things will become a complete mess.

"What's the difference between this and Prince Zhao's residence...?"

There are still differences. The upper limit of the backyard of Prince Zhao's mansion is the Innate stage. If a fight breaks out, at most the houses will be demolished. In the backyard of Prince Ba's mansion, no one without the cultivation of a Grandmaster would dare to call themselves the elder sister. If a fight breaks out, an entire city will be destroyed.

"That's something Xiang Yuan should worry about tomorrow. The renovation of the Overlord's Mansion will take some time. Today, Xiang Yuan... Food is the most important thing for people, so let's eat first!"

Xiang Yuan ordered a banquet to be prepared, and a table was set up in Xiao Lingyue's courtyard.

The two sisters stood on either side of her. Because Xiao Lingyan was honest and didn't talk much, Xiao Lingyue had the demeanor of a first wife, showing concern and care for her former sister and current younger sister.

It wasn't just about caring; she was exceptionally strict when teaching and guiding spiritual practice. Both her kindness and gentleness were acts of sisterly love, and her methods were exceptionally skillful.

……

That night.

Qingzhou, Bishui County.

Xiang Yuan scaled the wall and entered the courtyard. He kicked open the door and saw Zi Ping sitting cross-legged on the couch, seemingly oblivious to the outside world. He rubbed his hands and said, "Ah Ping, I'm here. A moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Let's get things done before your senior sister arrives."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zi Ping remained motionless. Xiang Yuan looked around, waited for a moment, and then said, "Outrageous."

Even after reciting those lines, Shang Qingmeng still hasn't appeared. Is it true that you won't show up unless you beg her?
Xiang Yuan routinely complained about the absurd summoning mechanism, took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the couch, raised his hand to put his arm around Zi Ping's shoulder, and seeing that Zi Ping was unwilling to wake up, he moved his buttocks and nudged her to the side.

"Ah Ping, wake up! If you don't wake up soon, the moon will be shining on your bottom."

Zi Ping, thoroughly annoyed, opened her eyes speechlessly and looked at the scoundrel who was always trying to trick her. She said irritably, "Your Highness, if you want to find Senior Sister, just do it. I won't resist now."

"Does that mean I can't come to see you?"

"What are you looking for me for?"

"A lone man and a lone woman, in the middle of the night, what do you think you're doing?" Xiang Yuan winked and made faces.

Zi Ping rolled her eyes and told Xiang Yuan to stop trying. If he didn't get into the right position and trigger the summoning mechanism, the senior sister wouldn't appear, and he wouldn't hear these ridiculous rumors.

As he spoke, he grasped Xiang Yuan's hand and bit down on her wrist.

Before my senior sister arrives, I'll get the medicine and start cultivating!

Zi Ping was inferior to Shang Qingmeng in both talent and background. Even a little bit of snacks from Shang Qingmeng would be enough to keep her burning up. In no time, she was covered in sweat and fell into Xiang Yuan's arms, slowly raising her arm to let Xiang Yuan give her a quick death.

"Ah Ping, I really came to find you!"

Xiang Yuan spoke with a wronged tone, then said in a serious tone, "These past few days, I've suddenly realized my mistake. Thinking about how many times I've wronged you, my conscience is aching..."

"You actually have a conscience!" Zi Ping exclaimed in shock.

How dare you be shocked!

Xiang Yuan raised his hand, pinched Zi Ping's face, rubbed it hard twice, snorted coldly, and continued, "Just consider this one of your rare moments of conscience. You felt you were having a hard time, so you came to apologize. I'll give you a chance to escort me back to Jianxinzhai."

"Really? You barely managed to escape last time."

Zi Ping, suspicious and paranoid, slapped her hand off her face, suspecting that Xiang Yuan had some ulterior motive for going to Jianxinzhai: "What, Prince Xiang, wasn't it enough that you massacred Baiyun Manor and Wangjian Manor? Now that you're in the heat of the moment, you're planning to use Wushuang Palace as a cover to massacre our Jianxinzhai as well?"

"It's not a bloodbath. I've recently learned a method of 'replenishing the body' and I'm planning to capture Daoist Zi Ping of the Sword Heart Sect and use her as my Star Fury Force," Xiang Yuan complained.

I wouldn't believe you!
However, if that's the case, then A-Ping can only take you to Jianxinzhai today.

Zi Ping didn't believe in the so-called "method of nourishing the body" and that she and Xiang Yuan had secretly done it several times behind Shang Qingmeng's back. If anyone insisted on talking about nourishing the body, it was she who was the one who was doing it, the one who was always getting medicine.

Her focus was on the fact that Xiang Yuan wasn't joking; he genuinely wanted to become the sect's prized possession at Jianxinzhai.

Whatever secrets Xiang Yuan may have, someone will take care of him!

Thinking of this, Zi Ping nodded secretly. They were all brothers. She would risk her life today to make Xiang Yuan get what he wanted.

"Come on, follow me to Jianxinzhai."

Zi Ping swayed as she got up. She was still a little dazed after eating a good meal. She twisted her ankle as she got off the kang (a heated brick bed), and her body swayed, half of her body falling onto the couch.

Xiang Yuan: (One`)
good chance!
Without a second thought, Xiang Yuan grabbed Zi Ping's arm and pushed her back down as she tried to get up.

"You bastard, you broke your promise! You said you were coming to find me!" Zi Ping struggled helplessly and shouted angrily.

“Don’t blame me, it’s your position that’s so tempting, you clearly made the first move.” Xiang Yuan retorted decisively.

Zi Ping was about to speak when the door opened, and Shang Qingmeng, her face frosty, walked in.

"Senior Sister, it is..."

"She seduced me first!"

Xiang Yuan covered Zi Ping's mouth and honestly explained the whole story. He came to see the senior sister of Jianxinzhai today, but he didn't expect Zi Ping to be so dishonest. Taking advantage of her good looks, she tried to touch him inappropriately. He wasn't paying attention and Zi Ping succeeded.

I regret it so much now!
I regret it so much!
Zi Ping: (╥﹏╥)
After recounting Zi Ping's crime, Xiang Yuan released the prisoner who was hugging and weeping, telling him to behave himself and readily confess his crimes so that he could receive lenient treatment.

Zi Ping opened her mouth, but seeing the coldness in Shang Qingmeng's eyes, she knew that explaining was useless, so she chose to admit her crime and hoped to receive leniency.

"Shameless! You've completely disgraced Jianxinzhai." Shang Qingmeng sneered.

"..."

What else could Zi Ping say? With vacant eyes, she walked out the door and voluntarily took on the role of sect leader.

Subconscious bodily actions become habitual.

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and pressed down on her shoulder, not letting her leave. This made Shang Qingmeng extremely angry, and she turned around and began to mock Xiang Yuan, saying that he was lustful and greedy, thinking about his fellow disciples and having them on both sides. He also said that he had a series of self-righteous and improper thoughts, such as if the fairy was not devoted to the sword and only wanted to cultivate.

Fairy, what kind of books do you usually read?

Can I borrow it to take a look?
Xiang Yuan listened to Shang Qingmeng's scolding with a embarrassed expression, and then transmitted his voice to Zi Ping: "Ah Ping, I forgot to ask before, has your senior sister always been like this?"

"No, he's only acting this irrationally after being drugged by a dog."

"..."

Proud.JPG
Shang Qingmeng was particularly angry today not because she had caught Xiang Yuan and Zi Ping having an affair—it wasn't the first time, anyway—and besides, she had thrown Zi Ping out to fish for fish.

She was angry because last time, Xiang Yuan and Zi Ping secretly finished their business and then turned away as soon as they saw her.

Let me clarify first, she wasn't angry that Xiang Yuan liked Zi Ping more than her, but rather that she let Xiang Yuan leave Jianxinzhai, and the latter showed no gratitude whatsoever.

This has delayed the fairy's cultivation!
After Shang Qingmeng finished speaking with a lot of resentment, Xiang Yuan nodded and said, "Fairy is right. It's all my fault. How about this, I'll go to Jianxinzhai with you. Don't let me leave so easily this time."

"???"

Shang Qingmeng tilted her head. "Such a good thing?"
The scene shifts to the Jianxinzhai villa.

To be precise, it was Zi Ping's private villa.

At this moment, Ziping stood facing the wall.

On the embroidered bed ten steps away, Shang Qingmeng lay in Xiang Yuan's arms, having completed her magnificent revenge. A smile played on her lips; she couldn't be more smug.

Xiang Yuan raised his hand to cover his face. He had thought about many things, but he never expected it to be like this.

Is this how you use the mountain-protecting formation?
Tell me quickly, what books have you been reading? Recommend them to me!
Also, Ah Ping is truly innocent; we used to make fun of her all the time.

This is not the end of the crime!
"Why aren't you moving today? Are you afraid A-Ping will be unhappy?" Shang Qingmeng snorted twice, then grabbed his philtrum, about to use the same trick again.

"Wait a moment."

Xiang Yuan raised his hand to stop her, but seeing that Shang Qingmeng was still relentless and even tried to kick him, he quickly pulled her into his arms and said, "I came to Jianxinzhai not only to apologize to the fairy, but also to meet with the Sword Master."

"you……"

Shang Qingmeng was horrified and said incredulously, "You already have me and A-Ping, and you also want to have marital relations with Master?"

"..." x3
Xiang Yuan stood there, completely bewildered. He knew that Shang Qingmeng, having severed her seven emotions and six desires, had little sense of shame and would say whatever came to mind. But could she just casually utter such a statement?

This sentence has so many flaws, where should I start...?

Ah Ping, what are you looking at? Don't turn around!

Noticing Zi Ping's shocked gaze, Xiang Yuan glared at her fiercely.

Zi Ping turned her head stiffly, looking at the clean white wall in front of her. She swallowed carefully. "But, Senior Sister, could you please explain yourself clearly?"
I didn't mean anything by it, it's definitely not out of curiosity, I just want to know about the relationship between my master and the person surnamed Xiang...

No, Master is pure and virtuous. Senior Sister, you must be overthinking it.

This is driving me crazy! Tell me quickly, why are you overthinking this?

Zi Ping, who was facing the wall, quietly pricked up her ears and held her breath, afraid of making the slightest sound.

Far away in the small grotto of the Sword Pillar Forbidden Land, Sword Venerable Su Ran was also in a bad mood. His lips twitched several times: "Qing Meng must have made her brain stupid from cultivation. I'll call her over later and give her a good talking to."

Thinking of this, Sword Master Su Ran waved his hand and took out a sharp sword.

The ethereal light of the sword is perfect for this!

With one slash, the disciple will surely realize his mistake and correct it.

The unfounded suspicion made Sword Master Su Ran laugh out loud in anger, and she was extremely frustrated: "You brat, you're even wary of your master... Don't you think there's any master in the world who would steal things from his disciple? Who are you guarding against!"

If I wanted to steal it, I would have confiscated the medicine last time and given you the token instead.

Outrageous!

He scoffed again, saying that even that arrogant, domineering, and aggressive lowly servant from Wushuang Palace, who was worse than a demon, would never steal his disciple's things.

Even Bai Wuyan couldn't do it, let alone her!
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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