Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 216 A skilled warrior achieves no great feats, a skilled healer has no illustrious name.
Three years later

Dazhu Peak, the back mountain.

Tian Buyi skillfully ventured deep into the bamboo forest, entered a peach grove, and arrived at a quiet and secluded bamboo building, where he saw a young man in a yellow shirt leisurely lying under an old peach tree.

"Seventh Brother, you should know very well over the years that the sect leader has high hopes for you. The reason he punished you to stay in seclusion for two hundred years was not mainly to give Tianyin Temple an explanation, but simply to let you reflect on your mistakes."

"At sixteen, you are in the Taiqing Realm. With such unparalleled talent, how could he possibly have any prejudice against different sects? Besides, whether it's Dazhu Peak or Tongtian Peak, they are both part of the Qingyun Sect."

Tian Buyi said slowly:

"Furthermore, although the ancient sword of our sect, Zhuxian, is the most powerful in the world, capable of slaying gods and immortals, it also possesses a powerful bloodthirsty force. The ferocious energy within it will backfire on its user. Only those who have reached the Taiqing realm or above and have a strong will can use it."

"My senior brother, the sect leader, is afraid that while your cultivation is sufficient, your character is not. Therefore, he hopes that you can cultivate quietly for two hundred years and then you will be able to take on the great responsibility of Qingyun."

"Master, why are you saying all this?" The young man in yellow robes remained lying on the couch, his eyes closed, and said lazily.
"You should know that I never care about the so-called position of sect leader. I just want to sleep under the peach tree and wake up under the peach tree, and live like this year after year."

"For me, this is the most carefree way to live. The damage suffered by the Demonic Sect today is even greater than it was eight hundred years ago, and it has completely disappeared."

"As the biggest contributor, I should be able to choose the life I want to live."

Upon hearing this, Tian Buyi sighed inexplicably:
"I don't know why, but lately, although you seem to be living a life of debauchery, I feel that you are becoming more and more ethereal and unreal, as if you might disappear at any moment."

"Perhaps it is because my cultivation has improved again, making my master think that I am close to becoming an immortal, as if I am about to ascend to heaven in broad daylight."

As the boy in the yellow shirt stood up, he gestured to the gray monkey, which was about ten feet tall, not far away. The monkey immediately brought out several jars of wine.

"Master, you haven't been here for a long time. How about we, master and disciple, have a good drink today?"

"it is good."

Tian Buyi nodded.

Three days later.

A girl in a green dress arrived outside the bamboo house and immediately spoke in a very familiar manner:
"Little Grey, you've grown taller and taller. It seems you've been living a very comfortable life lately. Could it be that your master has been feeding you some rare and precious treasures?"

The gray monkey's eyes darted around, and it waved its hands repeatedly to indicate that it didn't have any.

Lying under the old peach tree, Zhuang Buran said slowly:

"Witch, you keep coming here to see me. Doesn't your father ever call you an unfilial daughter?"

“He discovered my connection with you a long time ago, but he didn’t say anything.” Biyao sat down directly next to the young man in yellow and said:
"It seems he has completely accepted reality. As long as you are here, even if he becomes the leader of the Demonic Sect, he will not be a match for the righteous path of the Central Plains."

"In addition, the Qingyun Sect has the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and you also destroyed the Four Spirits Blood Formation that he wanted to complete, so he is no match for them."

“Something’s not right. I think that given your father’s personality, he would never admit defeat so easily.”

The boy in the yellow shirt smiled:
"Don't be fooled by my seclusion at home. I often travel to all over the world in my mind. I have visited the Central Plains, the Southern Frontier, the Western Regions, the East China Sea, and the Northern Frontier, and even the wild and desolate places."

Biyao suddenly remembered something, and a strange look appeared on her pretty face:

"Don't tell me that the disappearance of the Candle Dragon in the Desolate Temple of our sect, and the disappearance of the Subduing Dragon Cauldron passed down through generations of our sect, were all your doing?"

"More than a year ago, the dish you thought was delicious to accompany your drinks was made from the flesh of the Candle Dragon. As for the Fulong Cauldron, you just wanted to use it for research."

Ignoring Biyao's stunned expression, the young man in yellow continued:
"Not long ago, while I was traveling in my mind, I witnessed a scene where the current leader of the Demonic Cult solemnly gave his daughter a task."

"He said that in today's world, the righteous are rising and the demons are falling, and our sect is at a critical juncture of life and death. The only way to turn the tide is to find a genius who is born with extraordinary talent."

Upon hearing this, Biyao's pretty face flushed slightly.

"I have to say something to praise him: he really has a lot of ideas, he actually came up with the crooked idea of ​​using his son to kill his father."

"This way, we can fulfill your wishes and bring new life to the precarious Demonic Sect. It's not impossible for them to launch a counterattack against the righteous path. After all, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs."

"Zhang Xiaofan, what nonsense are you spouting? I don't understand a word of it."

Biyao turned her head to one side, then turned back and added:
"Who can say for sure whether it's a boy or a girl? What if it's not a son?"

Zhuang Buran raised his hand and flicked his finger:
"Daydreaming is a bad habit; you have to change it!"

Biyao rubbed her forehead and exclaimed in annoyance:
"Zhang Xiaofan, you've gone too far. I was just going along with what you were saying."

Just then, Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi arrived together. Upon seeing Bi Yao, their eyes narrowed sharply.

“Junior Brother Zhang, how come this friend you made outside has no manners at all, constantly disturbing your peace and quiet?” Lu Xueqi frowned.

Tian Ling'er gave a soft snort:
"That's right. They come uninvited from time to time, and I don't know how they sneaked into Dazhu Peak. I really should have a good talk with the senior brothers guarding the mountain gate."

"I was reflecting on my mistakes in seclusion, but the three of you just like to disturb my peace and quiet."

The young man in the yellow shirt said with a hint of helplessness:

"At such a young age, instead of striving for his own path, he indulges in the pleasures of love and sex. I am speechless."

"Do you want me to say such things? The Great Dao should not be so narrow, and Daoist partners should not be so few. Ling'er should be the elder, Xueqi the younger, Biyao should warm my quilt, and I should find someone else to massage my feet."

The three women were stunned for a moment, then blushed immediately and spat out in unison:
"Go to hell!" The boy in the yellow shirt chuckled silently.

"You can't even understand life and death, so what right do you have to talk about love?"

A flash of light appeared at his fingertips and suddenly merged into the space between the three women's eyebrows:
"From now on, I will go into seclusion and not see anyone. I will give you five volumes of heavenly books, hoping that you will be able to learn them."

Having said that, the three women were shaken out of the bamboo house courtyard, only to find that the entire bamboo house had transformed into a barrier, and a voice with a hint of laughter entered their ears:

"Whoever can break through this barrier I set up first, I will be with her for life."

As soon as she finished speaking, the three women were blasted away from the peach grove by a burst of energy.

Four years later.

Inside an ancient cave in southern Xinjiang.

A young man in a yellow shirt slowly ventured into the cave, carrying a simple and unadorned longsword that resembled neither stone nor jade. He stopped at the spot littered with bones.

Thirteen skeletons of various shapes, exuding a surging demonic aura, surrounded a white jade platform that was only three inches high.

On the stone platform, there is a human skeleton, draped in bright silk.

"I never imagined that one day I would meddle in other people's business. Let's just say that I got too caught up in the role and this is the last time I'll act as a Qingyun disciple who protects the righteous path of humanity."

The young man in yellow raised his longsword and said calmly:

"Beast God, you created this by having someone use witchcraft and secret techniques to collect and transform the malevolent energy of the Southern Frontier, and then extract its essence. It has the so-called ability to be immortal and indestructible."

"The sword in my hand is of the same origin as yours, but it was created from the fierce energy of heaven and earth."

"I imagine you live in such agony, immortality and indestructibility, because someone created you and then wanted to destroy you for the sake of all living beings. Yet you do not hate the person who created you; you only feel that all living beings have harmed this person."

"If I were to use this sword to completely obliterate a lovelorn soul like you, you would probably just cheer loudly, feeling that you can finally reunite with your beloved."

The long sword in Zhuang Buran's hand shone brightly, illuminating all directions, and the radiance it emitted broke through the deep ancient cave.

In an instant, the land of southern Xinjiang changed color, the wind howled, and the magical weapons in the hands of countless people began to tremble on their own.

"Beast God, you're in too much danger!"

The young man in yellow robes exuded a powerful aura, and a beam of colorful light shot into the sky, instantly causing lightning and thunder in the southern border region, followed by a torrential downpour.

As the seven-colored light dimmed, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword erupted with extremely hot white light, instantly melting the vast ancient cave into a field of lava.

With a loud crash, part of the Ten Thousand Mountains collapsed, revealing a deep cave that covered a hundred miles.

Meanwhile, apart from Tian Ling'er, Lu Xueqi, and Biyao, everyone in the Qingyun Sect dreamed of a great battle.

A familiar-looking young man in yellow robes wielded the ancient sword Zhuxian and slew a ferocious monster that was ten feet tall and had a thousand hands and a hundred heads.

In their dazed state, they even heard the voice of the boy in the yellow shirt.

"In this life, Zhang Xiaofan is destined by Heaven to uphold the righteous path, suppress the demonic sect, and eliminate the world-destroying beast to protect all living beings. Today, his merits are complete."

"Master Uncle, the ancient sword Zhuxian of our sect has too much ferocity, causing it to harm both itself and others. After my cleansing, the sword spirit's ferocity has been completely removed. It should now uphold the righteous path and no longer be at risk of backlash."

"Master, Mistress, all the sword techniques and Taoist arts I created are kept in the Shoujing Hall. Please take them."

"Dear fellow disciples, may you forever protect Qingyun and ensure that the righteous path does not fall!"

Suddenly, everyone heard a burst of hearty laughter:

"Hahaha, a skilled warrior has no illustrious achievements, a skilled healer has no glorious name. After twelve years of cultivating the Dao, I have finally ascended to immortality!"

Hundreds of brilliant rays of light suddenly shot out from the seven peaks of Qingyun Sect and landed one after another in the depths of the bamboo forest behind Dazhu Peak.

Tian Buyi took the lead and arrived at the outside of the peach grove and bamboo house, but was blocked by a seemingly soft but very tough barrier.

He had already tried to break through the barrier himself when his apprentice announced his impending death.

Therefore, upon seeing Dao Xuan Zhenren and the others, they hurriedly signaled to work together to shatter the barrier.

However, when everyone attacked together, their combined assault was like a mud ox sinking into the sea; the pale white barrier remained undisturbed, instead shining even brighter.

Then a simple and unadorned longsword appeared, which circled the bamboo house with great spirit, as if reluctant to part with something.

Suddenly a clear voice appeared:

"The burdens of the world lie in obsession; the predicaments of the world lie in clinging to desires. Let us rest, let us rest!"

The light of the Immortal Executioner swirled and suddenly descended upon a secret location of the Qingyun Sect.

Then everyone saw a young man in yellow appear on the bamboo building. He smiled and bowed, then suddenly his figure disintegrated and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)