Borrowing a sword

Chapter 250 Put the sword back in.

Niu Yuanshan stared blankly at Chu Huaixu's retreating figure, somewhat lost in thought.

He suddenly felt that he could understand this young man even less.

"Was my thinking wrong, or was my perspective too narrow?" He couldn't figure it out for a moment.

What he didn't understand even more was that when Chu Huaixu made his choice, he was only at the first realm of cultivation.

In the first realm, is the focus no longer on a sect, a country, or a continent?
A newcomer to the cultivation world has already set his sights on the entire Xuanhuang Realm?

"why?"

The old ox felt a pang of sadness, and in the end, it all turned into a long sigh.

But for some reason, seeing that this young man had such ambition, he felt a sense of relief.

He was well aware that he was trapped in a cage.

This is actually the norm for many people; it's just that some people's cages are more solid, while others' cages are more invisible.

The bird in the cage laments that Guan Yu cannot be Zhang Fei.

Even Pigsy (Zhu Bajie) would find it difficult to understand the truth of the universe.

Niu Yuanshan may know and understand everything, but his past experiences make it impossible for him to take this step.

He's old, so old that he's gotten used to it.

But Huo Dingyi, whom he had always regarded as a nephew, was not, because Chu Huaixu was still young.

"Let him live this different life."

With this thought in mind, Niu Yuanshan flicked his sleeve, brushed the dust off his body, and stepped into the disciples' courtyard.

Time flew by, and Chu Huaixu and his team had already completed nine rescue missions.

There's one last time before you can enter the inner gate, and then enter the Gentleman's Temple.

Chu Huaixu was quite looking forward to this.

"I've heard that if you enter the Gentleman's Temple, you'll have another chance to receive a seal from the Dao Ancestor."

"This is a necessary procedure."

"Although they are all two-character Dao seals, it seems that the Dao Ancestor bestowed the seals and selected the most suitable one for you from among the three thousand Dao seals."

"High compatibility is also very important."

"Moreover, judging from the last time the seal was bestowed [Nan Liujing], there must be some hidden secrets here."

Chu Huaixu even felt that the so-called Dao Ancestor bestowing the seal was more like a fortune telling.

Of course, that's not the point.

Chu Huaixu's eagerness to become a true disciple of the Daoist sect stemmed primarily from his desire for power.

Whether it was the so-called old national teacher of the Moon Kingdom or the suddenly appearing leader of the Black Moon Cult, both made him somewhat uneasy.

"What's even stranger is that I do know the old national advisor. He was Lin Zixuan's master. In 'Borrowing the Sword,' he was a righteous character who apparently sacrificed himself in the end."

"This old bastard is treating me like the villain!" He was both amused and exasperated.

"However, I've never heard of this Black Moon Cult leader when I played 'Borrowing Swords'."

This puzzled him a bit.

Given the current modus operandi of the Black Moon Cult, it's hard for players not to notice.

This made him realize that perhaps because of him, the so-called main storyline of the game had undergone tremendous changes!

"But it makes sense, after all, even the protagonist of the world is deeply influenced by me."

With this thought in mind, he glanced at the big ice block and Xiao Xu.

He quickly put aside all his distracting thoughts.

For him, a time traveler, the place he feels most connected to right now is his own little family.

Let the big shots worry about other things first.

As for us...
As I always say: it's better for the three of us to live a good life than anything else.

"Xiao Xu, go wash my shoes!" he shouted.

"Alright, senior brother!"

Another day passed.

As the sun was high in the sky, the three people's communication talismans finally lit up.

The family of three, already skilled at their craft, mounted their horses and rode their swift steeds down the mountain.

Chu Huaixu was in a good mood.

The reason is simple: every time he provides assistance, he gains a large amount of experience points.

However, it wasn't always as generous as the time when he helped Lao Niu.

But over time, his experience points on the panel have now reached 160 million!
This made Chu Huaixu suddenly develop a liking for the leader of the Black Moon Cult.

"You are truly a good person," he thought to himself. In the past, evil cultivators were extremely difficult to find, and they lived a life of hiding and running.

Finding them is like knowing there are definitely cockroaches in your house, but if you try to find them yourself before they actually show up in front of you, you'll never find them no matter what.

Now, things have gotten really bad. Because they're trying to find something for the cult leader, they're even daring to enter the Taoist sect's territory.

These days of killing monsters are really too awesome.

"I'll remember your merit!" Chu Huaixu said to the leader of the Black Moon Cult in his heart.

But when he arrived at the destination, his expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.

He originally thought he was going down the mountain to vanquish demons, frantically harvest experience points, and incidentally show off his prowess in front of his fellow disciples.

But when he got close to his destination, he scanned the area with his divine sense and immediately discovered that this was not the case at all.

"It seems that there's been a dispute between my Daoist disciples and the Sword Sect disciples?" Han Shuangjiang turned to look at Chu Huaixu and asked.

She had just used her divine sense to investigate from a distance and heard a lot of vulgar and offensive insults.

Big Ice Block also deduced from the insults exchange that the other side was a disciple of the Sword Sect.

It is common for disciples of a sect to travel down the mountain in groups and get into disputes with disciples of other sects.

Especially with the Sword Sect!

The discord between the Daoist sect and the Sword Sect is a long-standing historical issue.

Everything might have been fine at first, but then the conversation could fall apart.

But Chu Huaixu did not expect that this time, when he went down the mountain to provide assistance, it was actually an outer disciple who was "calling for help".
It gave him a feeling of when he was still in school, with a bunch of people gathering at the school gate and causing trouble.

Since he wasn't a heretical cultivator, Chu Huaixu instantly lost interest, his smile vanished, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

This made Big Ice Cube and Little Xu begin to wonder: Was he born with a love for killing?
This change of expression is too fast!
Adhering to the principle of "since we're already here," Chu Huaixu could only ride his swift steed forward with a cold expression.

Before a steep cliff, five Taoist disciples were confronting nine Sword Sect disciples.

High up on the steep cliff, a spiritual herb had already taken shape, emitting a faint fragrance.

One of the Sword Sect disciples said to the leader, "Senior Brother Meng, ignore them and let's just start collecting the spirit herbs! What can those five do to stop us!"

As soon as he said this, other disciples of the Sword Sect immediately echoed his sentiments.

"Yes, Senior Brother Meng!"

“The spiritual herb grows here, so it is unclaimed, and we were here first.”

"These Taoist disciples claim they discovered it early on, but it wasn't ripe yet, and they came to pick it today. Who knows if they're just talking nonsense?"

"Exactly, what's the point of arguing with Taoists!"

Meng Xing, who was in the lead, pondered for a moment and then nodded slightly in agreement with his junior brothers and sisters.

The Taoist sect was furious when they saw that the Taoists wanted to forcibly take the spiritual herbs.

"Let's see who dares!" One of the Taoist disciples drew his longsword.

"Whoosh—!" Seeing that the other party dared to draw his sword, the disciples of the Sword Sect also drew their swords.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came.

"Put the sword back in." A deep male voice, tinged with displeasure, came from behind.

If a fight breaks out, the situation will escalate.

At this moment, both the Taoist disciples and the Sword Sect disciples were already somewhat carried away.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone frowned and turned to look behind them.

Three swift steeds were seen galloping by, and the man in the middle was wearing a long black and gold robe, which was fluttering in the air.

He was handsome and tall, and stood between the two groups of people with a cold expression.

The Taoist disciples' expressions changed instantly upon seeing that it was Chu Huaixu.

However, with the Sword Sect disciples drawing their swords one by one, he didn't want to lose face, so he was still somewhat conflicted.

“I said, put the sword back in,” Chu Huaixu said again.

The other Taoist disciples quickly tugged at the robe of the man in the middle, signaling him to obey.

"Swoosh—!" The longsword was sheathed.

Chu Huaixu controlled the Divine Steed, causing it to turn slightly so that it faced the Sword Sect members.

"I'll say it one last time, put the sword back in," he said calmly again, looking down at the crowd from his horse.

"Who the hell are you?!" A sword sect disciple with a rather fiery temper immediately spoke up.

The tall man riding the swift steed glanced at him briefly.

“Stubborn to the end,” Chu Huaixu said.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, and then pressed his fingers down slightly!
"Bam—!"

The spirit swords in the hands of the nine Sword Sect disciples were all blasted away.

(P.S.: First update, please vote for me! I got overtaken by Chen Dong, and I've dropped to sixth on the monthly vote ranking.)
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