From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

Chapter 133, People from Shenxiao Arrive

What the hell?

Ren Qingshan's palms were slightly sweaty, his throat tightened, and he was utterly shocked.

The sect leader of Yuntai Sacred Realm is actually a powerful demon? A three-tailed fox?

There was indeed a powerful demon in Shenxiao, a dragon, but it was locked up and clearly suppressed.

Well, here it's all good; the demons are the main characters.

With his mind wandering, Ren Qingshan couldn't help but think of more information.

The northernmost part of the Northern Territory is bordered by the "Jue Tian Mountain Range," which forms the natural Great Wall of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Every hundred miles, beacon towers are set up to monitor the Demon Sect.

North of the Heavenly Realm once lay the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.

At the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Wu led 100,000 warriors across the Jue Tian Mountains and stormed into the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, where they killed the Demon Emperor and nearly destroyed the kingdom. This battle brought a century of peace.

However, due to its remoteness, scarcity of resources, and concerns that the garrison might establish its own independent regime, it abandoned its territory and retreated south of Jue Tian, ​​establishing only the Demon Suppression Division to suppress demons.

Now that the Great Zhou has enjoyed peace for a long time, it is unaware of the situation north of Jue Tian.

Was this fox spirit originally from the Cloud Platform Sacred Realm? Or was she a remnant of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom?

Ren Qingshan had no idea.

But the other person's innate allure, even just watching "TV," still stirred a restless desire within one.

Dry tongue.

So sexy!

Suppressing the pounding in his heart, Ren Qingshan walked out of the public restroom, mingled with the crowd descending the mountain, and safely reached the foot of the mountain.

This matter must be hiding a huge secret. He was pondering whether to call for help.

but----

If the secret of the Earth Book were told to the Crown Prince, Jiang Rong, Feng Jingxian, or even his master Gongshu Ce, it would be difficult to keep it hidden.

Let's take another look.

At the foot of the mountain, the aroma of meat porridge still wafts through the air, but the livelihood of the people in the North is truly unable to withstand any major upheavals.

Even if we manage to exterminate the evil spirits, we must wait until this severe drought is completely over.

Is the severe drought related to demons?

not necessarily.

It's most likely just a coincidence.

A severe drought stretches for thousands of miles—a powerful demon with such strength is capable of destroying the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Master, the statue of Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty has fallen at the mountain gate."

"Apart from this, nothing unusual was found; it was probably just that the groundwater level had dried up and earthquakes occurred occasionally."

Ren Qingshan continued watching the "television" and saw a middle-aged woman shrouded in a black robe come to the pool where the three-tailed fox was bathing and respectfully speak.

She was used to the three-tailed fox's form.

Ok?

From this report, Ren Qingshan obtained important information: it seems that only the Fourth Prince Zhou Shifeng knows about the "Book of Earth," and the Yuntai Sacred Realm in the Northern Territory is completely unaware of it.

"I've heard that different martial arts legends can also trigger mutual connections? Are you aware of this?"

The three-tailed fox's voice was more pleasant than the mature woman's voice; it made his ears feel tingly and numb, as if he were pregnant—Ren Qingshan felt like he was in an ASMR setting.

This is the fox demon's talent.

But—she didn't even know this?

There's something strange about her that gives off a cute but silly vibe—big breasts and no brains.

"I have no idea."

The female disciple lowered her head and responded calmly.

"Does he not know? Or is he deliberately hiding it? Hmm?"

"I'm returning the Overlord Spear to you. From this day forward, you are still the sect leader."

"I'm going down the mountain to lay low for a while."

The three-tailed fox said with a half-smile.

"This disciple truly does not know!"

She quickly offered her explanation.

"Then let's pretend you don't know."

The female sect leader of Yuntai Sect trembled slightly, let out a long sigh, lowered her head, and asked cautiously, "Master, when will you return?"

"He'll be back within the month, don't worry, the poison won't take effect."

It turned out he was being controlled by poison—Ren Qingshan immediately understood.

This fox demon was actually a coward; sensing something was wrong, it tried to slip away.

Fox demons with nine tails are considered the strongest. Could this three-tailed fox demon be just a minor demon?

However, once it can transform into human form, it can't get too small.

As Ren Qingshan pondered these thoughts, he watched as she emerged from the bathroom, dried herself, wrapped her chest tightly, donned a large black robe to cover her head and face, and her three tails disappeared into her body.

Subsequently, the images of the "three-tailed fox" disappeared.

Only the female sect leader remained, staring blankly at the Overlord Spear, her eyes filled with sorrow and her face full of grief.

Mad—a sense of déjà vu, like the Dark Forest.

Ren Qingshan mentally complained as three choices appeared simultaneously.

First, secretly sneak into the Cloud Platform Secret Realm to see if it's possible to obtain the Overlord Spear, since this sect leader seems rather incompetent.

Second, follow the three-tailed fox down the mountain to see if you can find anything.

Third, of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best.

With his current innate five refinements and supreme bone, his strength is undeniably formidable. However, the opponent's strength is unknown. Being able to control a sect leader suggests that they may possess some mysterious martial arts.

After much deliberation, Ren Qingshan decided to play it safe for the time being.

The Divine Firmament Sword Technique can be sold a few more times, and the remaining earth energy is enough to complete at least one more refinement.

The Overlord Spear can't escape.

Even the three-tailed fox can't escape.

Let's take another look.

After the near miss with Zhou Shifeng last time, Ren Qingshan became even more cautious—focus on farming and avoid unnecessary team fights!

Six days later.

Tieqi Prefecture is 500 li away from Tai'a Prefecture.

The drought in this province is not severe, as it is the source of many major rivers in the north.

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Even in years of severe drought, the snowmelt from the mountains is still plentiful, and there are plenty of prey in the forests and rivers.

On the solidly frozen ice, small wooden houses are scattered like stars. Martial artists are fishing in the houses by breaking holes in the ice, creating a rather rustic scene.

"The Dark Fish!"

"It's a Xuanming Fish!"

Suddenly, a commotion arose on the ice. Many martial artists rushed over, lay prone on the hard, thick ice, and stared intently at what lay beneath.

"Wow!"

An extremely burly martial artist quickly stripped off all his clothes, revealing a muscular physique and thick chest hair, and crawled down into the ice cave.

Then, several other martial artists followed him into the water.

The other martial artists watched, wanting to go down, but not entirely daring to.

This money is not easy to earn.

They were risking their lives.

The Xuanming fish is extremely fast and lives in deep waters. In such icy cold waters, only martial artists at the Visceral Realm would be able to barely venture down.

Whether they can come back alive depends on luck.

Ren Qingshan was drawn to the scene and watched from a distance. After a while, he saw a martial artist come up empty-handed, his face pale and trembling.

He swallowed a handful of Qi and Blood Pills, wiped off the water stains, wrapped himself in a coat, and did a set of boxing moves before his face regained its color.

After waiting for a while longer.

However, no more martial artists came up.

Six went down, but only one came back.

The onlookers were talking amongst themselves. Half an hour had passed, and he still hadn't come up. He must have died underwater.

Seeing this, Ren Qingshan sighed deeply, exhaled a long puff of white air, and walked towards the city.

I consider myself an atypical martial artist.

As a time traveler, the idea of ​​putting people first and valuing life above all else is deeply ingrained in my bones.

Inside the Iron Banner Mansion.

Ren Qingshan learned that the Iron Flag Auction House in the mansion was owned by the Zhou family.

That's right, it's the royal family, the Zhou family.

The younger brother of the founding emperor of this dynasty, this lineage has guarded the Iron Banner Prefecture for generations.

He was known as the Iron Flag Prince.

It has now been passed down to the fourth generation.

Despite its icy and snowy landscape, this city, with its political status, was remarkably prosperous, rivaling even Yanshan Prefecture in some aspects and surpassing it in others.

As it is the place where many spiritual objects of the five elements are produced, many martial arts holy sites and large merchants have set up branches here.

Among them was a branch of Shenxiao.

Ren Qingshan thought of several elders of the Divine Firmament Holy Sect and, combined with the information he had learned about the sect in recent days, a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Uh, isn't it a bit unfair to always target one company for personal gain?

but.

Ren Qingshan observed for another day.

Seeing that the highest cultivation level in this branch was only at the Visceral Realm, and that it had recently been subjected to pressure and bullying from other holy land warriors, everyone was on high alert and guarded the warehouse door all day long.

So be it.

Whether you're a fake senior or a real senior, if you know the Divine Firmament Sword Technique, you're a good senior.

then.

Day three.

noon.

Ren Qingshan, dressed in a thin white robe, disguised and with dyed hair, appeared as a weathered swordsman in his fifties with graying temples. He carried a sword on his back and strode into the Shenxiao branch.

Seeing his extraordinary bearing, the gatekeeper, as if facing a formidable enemy, nervously asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"Someone from the sect has arrived!"

"Summon Huo Yi to come out and greet us!"

Duh!

Ren Qingshan formed a sword with his finger and unleashed a sword aura resembling the Big Dipper, which struck the hard bluestone ground and pierced it three-tenths of an inch deep, making it clearly visible.

Upon seeing this scene and looking at Ren Qingshan, the gatekeeper disciple immediately recognized it as the Divine Firmament Sword Technique. He assumed that a great master had arrived from the sect and was overjoyed. He then quickly ran towards the inner courtyard.

"Uncle Huo!"

"Uncle Huo, come quick!"

"The sect has sent reinforcements!"

"He is a Primordial Elder!"