Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Chapter 427: Seizing the Immortal-Slaying Sword

Xiaoyaozi was not angry because of Qingyun's words. These two people were great masters of Taoism and occupied the fortune of Taoism, so he still needed them.

"Don't worry, I won't damage his body. I'm only here for the knife."

Zhang Ziyang and Qingyun were speechless. They didn't expect that such a person would be so interested in foreign things.

The two of them had seen Jiang Weichen's method of 'Forging the Sword Soul'.

The sword's series of magical performances were due to the existence of the sword spirit, but the sword spirit was the condensed spiritual power of Jiang Weichen.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword was bound to Jiang Weichen. Now that Jiang Weichen was dead, the sword was just an indestructible sword, without any magical powers.

The two men were planning to bury the knife together. After all, the knife had killed too many people and had too much evil spirit.

If an ordinary person got hold of that knife, he would definitely be affected by the evil spirit and slowly turn into a madman who only knew how to kill.

Hearing that the other party only wanted the knife, Zhang Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior, the knife recognizes its master. Now that Jiang Xiaoyou is dead, the knife no longer has any magical power."

"It's okay. I'm just borrowing it to study a bit. Consider it my apology for bullying my disciple."

Zhang Ziyang had no choice but to say to Qing Yi, "Qing Yi, open the coffin and give the knife to this Taoist priest."

Qing Yi looked at his master, and Qing Yun nodded.

"No, my eldest brother always carries a knife with him. You can't take it away."

Zhang Ziyang looked at Xiaoyaozi's impatient expression and said, "Chunhua, the sword is only a personal possession after all. The most important thing is that your elder brother's body is safe and sound. This is your elder brother's last wish."

Chunhua looked at Xiaoyaozi and Li Canghai with hatred, but still silently stepped aside.

Qing Yi opened the coffin, and Jiang Weichen's tidy appearance appeared before everyone.

For a moment, Chunhua and others were filled with grief again, and Xiaoyaozi picked up the blood-red sword.

"What a killing knife!" Xiaoyaozi sighed and took it out of the coffin.

Just as the Immortal-Slaying Sword left the coffin, suddenly a shocking evil spirit spread out.

The pent-up bad temper in Chunhua and others was suddenly triggered.

"Old thief, put down my elder brother/leader's belongings."

Several people actually attacked Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi snorted coldly, then waved his sleeves, and everyone including Wen Shaofei, who was in the late stage of Grandmaster, was swept away.

Qingyun hurriedly said, "Qingyi, you guys should leave first and calm them down."

"How many people has he killed to become so evil?" Xiaoyaozi exclaimed.

"But why didn't he notice it just now?" Xiaoyaozi wondered.

Then he placed the Immortal-Slaying Sword into the coffin, and its evil spirit was actually restrained, without invading the body at all.

"Hahaha, it really is a spiritual sword. This sword may be useful to my path. I took it away to settle the grudge between him and my disciple."

Zhao Kuangyin had the imperial seal to absorb luck, but he had no other magical objects to gather luck.

This knife is rare, and it might have some other magical effects.

Qingyun complained in his heart, so what if it doesn't end, you can go down and find him, you've been a whore and you still want to be a saint.

However, the two were unable to stop him. This was the tragedy of the weak. Zhang Ziyang replied, "Since Senior needs it, then take it away."

Xiaoyaozi nodded slightly, then changed the subject and spoke again: "You two are both great masters of Taoism, carrying the destiny of Taoism.

I am coming out of seclusion this time with the intention of unifying the entire Dao sect. I wonder if you two are willing to serve me?"

Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang were stunned. Unifying the Daoist sects? What was Xiaoyaozi planning to do? Was he going to imitate Murong Longcheng for the sake of his Daoist path?

But Murong Longcheng did it for the power of vows, and what was Xiaoyaozi doing for?

Zhang Ziyang looked solemn. Murong Longcheng had just died, and now another one appeared?

Zhang Ziyang bowed and responded, "Senior, your cultivation is unparalleled, and your disciples are full of talented people. Two of your disciples have broken through to the Grandmaster level.

With your strength and influence, it would be easy for you to unify the Dao Sect. Why would you need our help?"

Zhang Ziyang politely declined, but Xiaoyaozi would never let him go. He said directly, "You carry the destiny of the Dao Sect. You don't have to help me, but you must join us. Otherwise..."

Xiaoyaozi did not say what would happen otherwise, but he released a hint of murderous intent, which Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang both felt keenly.

"Damn it, are you going to kill us if we don't join?" The two men cursed in their hearts.

The arm cannot twist the thigh, and now the two of them can't even beat the other person's disciples. The consequence of refusing is death.

Zhang Ziyang spoke before Qingyun replied, "We two are willing to join."

After receiving accurate responses from the two, Xiaoyaozi left with his disciples.

Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang watched the two men descend the mountain. Qingyun asked, "Zhang Ziyang, why did you agree to do this? He's nothing more than a bandit. Is such a person worthy of integrating into the Dao Sect?"

"Does it matter whether they are worthy or not? Winning people over with virtue is better than overpowering them with force. They are the latter."

"So you give in? I am ashamed to be associated with you."

"Then you catch up with him and tell him that you don't want to join. It's not too late now." Zhang Ziyang said unhappily.

"Hmph, if I didn't want to keep my life to protect Young Master Jiang's body, I would definitely chase after him." Qingyun said and flicked his sleeves and went back.

"Virtue!" Zhang Ziyang was speechless.

After Xiaoyaozi's disturbance, Wang Qian and others realized that they were not strong enough and no longer demanded that the leader be buried in Kunlun.

The next day, by the pond on the back mountain of Qingyun Mountain, with the joint efforts of everyone, a large stone tomb stood by the pond.

"Zhang Ziyang, do you think Jiang Xiaoyou is really dead?" asked Taoist Qingyun, looking at the grave.

"Why do you ask that?"

"You and I have both seen the method of 'forging a sword soul.' The sword soul dissipates when a person dies, but the sword clearly still has magical powers.

The knife had been with Jiang Xiaoyou before, and we had always ignored it. But when Xiaoyaozi took out the knife yesterday, evil spirit spread everywhere.

But when it was released, it actually retracted on its own. It seems it still has intelligence and is automatically protecting its master."

"But Young Friend Jiang is indeed dead. This cannot deceive our divine sense."

Zhang Ziyang thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps the sword-forging soul technique that Jiang Xiaoyou passed on to you is incomplete."

This method was shown to him by Qingyun, who asked him to go to Shaolin to save Jiang Weichen.

"Impossible, Jiang Xiaoyou is not a person who keeps secrets, otherwise he would not teach you the way of the mind, which is a method that can help you get one step closer.

Besides, when he went to Shaolin, there was a possibility that he might not come back, so the techniques he gave to the Taoist priest must be complete," Qingyun retorted.

"You also know that what we are looking at is what he created when he went to Shaolin. Now ten years have passed. Do you know whether he has improved it again?" Zhang Ziyang asked in return.

"I haven't heard him say this. Maybe I'm overthinking it." Qingyun sighed helplessly.

Zhang Ziyang warned: "Don't make such speculations in the future. Jiang Xiaoyou's existence is a threat to these two newcomers.

If he could kill Murong Longcheng who was in the Heavenly Man Realm, how could Taizu and Xiaoyaozi not be worried?

So you'd better not tell Chunhua and the others about your guess. Their realm is too low and they can't keep secrets."

"Of course I know this, so I just told you about it. I didn't even tell Qing Yi."

After Qingyun finished speaking, he said, "Zhang Ziyang, you should stay at Qingyun Mountain as well. Wait until I regain my Grandmaster status before you return to your Tiantai Mountain."

Zhang Ziyang nodded. He already owed Jiang Weichen a favor, so it was his duty to ensure his safety.

"Qingyun, hurry up and practice. Now that we have the spiritual path taught by Jiang Xiaoyou, we can break through to another level. Maybe we can even break through to the celestial being in our lifetime."

"I haven't even grasped the Daoist realm, how can I break through to the level of a celestial being?"

When he broke through to the Grandmaster level, his foundation was too shallow and he did not have the opportunity to gain insights when inspiration emerged.

As a result, more than 20 years later, he still has no clue what he is doing.

The comprehension of artistic conception is related to one's own experience and learning, and no one else can give him any guidance.

Chapter 428: Japanese Branch

"Wen Shaofei, what do you mean? My eldest brother's body is still warm, and you are so eager to take the position?"

In the main hall of Qingyun Temple, several hall masters of the Supreme Alliance gathered together.

Chunhua angrily questioned Wen Shaofei, who proposed to choose a leader.

"I didn't say I wanted to take the position. I just suggested that even though the leader didn't take charge of things before, as long as he was still there, with his intimidation, no one in the alliance would have any dissenting ideas."

“But now that the leader is gone, are you willing to watch the Supreme Alliance gradually fall apart without a leader?

This leader can be anyone other than me, but there must be one." Wen Shaofei said in a resounding voice.

Chunhua, Wang Zhaohui, Qiu Ruhua, Niu Chang, Wang Qian and others were silent.

"Alas." Wang Zhaohui sighed and said, "A snake cannot survive without a head. The Supreme Alliance really needs a leader."

"But who should we choose as the leader? Who has the prestige to win over the people? This is a problem. If we can't win over the people, then people will only split."

The more than ten people present were at least at the Innate Realm and held certain positions in the alliance.

But in the past, everyone was responsible for their own duties, and no one had the prestige to make everyone obey.

Even Chunhua couldn't do it, but she had one advantage: she was the leader's sister. In the short term, everyone would naturally obey out of consideration for the leader's kindness.

But as time goes on, if she cannot win over the hearts of the people or convince them with her overwhelming force, then the same will happen.

"How about Chunhua taking the position of alliance leader temporarily to stabilize people's hearts first?" Wang Qian suggested.

"I don't want to be one. I want to guard my elder brother's tomb in Qingyun Mountain." Chunhua has no ambition. Her elder brother just died, so how could she have the mind to deal with the affairs of the gang.

"You guys choose one. I only have two requirements. First, no matter who is elected, they can only serve as deputy leader for three years. The leader is still the eldest brother.

Second, build a statue of my elder brother at the Purple Cloud Peak headquarters. From now on, all disciples who join the alliance must kneel down and pay homage to my elder brother first."

"The first point is fine. Now we just need to choose a leader to stabilize people's hearts. A deputy leader will do.

As for the second point, it goes without saying that this is as it should be. Everything in the Supreme Alliance was built by the Alliance Leader, and the skills even came from the Alliance Leader. The Alliance Leader is the founder of the Supreme Alliance.

If the founder of the sect doesn't even worship him, then the Supreme Alliance has no reason to exist."

Seeing everyone nod, Chunhua said, "Then you guys choose. I don't care who gets elected."