Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Ziyang and said, "My patience is limited. I don't care how much inheritance you have from Jiang Weichen. I only want the [Nine Transformations of Qi and Blood] and the method of forging a sword soul."

"Nine Transformations of Qi and Blood?" Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang were stunned. The Supreme Alliance already had the first transformation, and the two of them only had the first transformation. Xiaoyaozi had obtained it a long time ago.

"We only have the first variation of the marrow cleansing and blood exchange method. If you want it, I can write it down for you. As for the second, third, and ninth variations, I've never heard of them," said Zhang Ziyang.

Qingyun had some guesses. Perhaps it was just like the Qinglian visualization method. He had only cultivated to the first level, but he had reached the eighth level.

"Jiang boy, this is so dishonest. I'm creating the eighth level, and you're trying to achieve the ninth level. Are you trying to overpower me?"

Taoist Qingyun murmured in his heart, wondering whether he should create a tenth level.

How could he know that the Nine Transformations of Qi and Blood was just a name and he hadn't even created the second transformation.

"What about the method to forge the sword soul? If there is still no such method, it would be hard to understand." Xiaoyaozi took another step back.

But Zhang Ziyang didn't even hesitate and said directly: "No."

Xiaoyaozi's face turned pale. "Don't you think about your respective inheritances and sects?"

"Their respective heritages and sects?" Zhang Ziyang sneered, "Do we even need to consider this? Thanks to you, after a hundred or two hundred years, they will gradually decline with the fall of the Song Dynasty. Since they will all die out sooner or later, it doesn't matter if it dies out sooner."

Xiaoyaozi's expression froze for a moment. He really was adamant and he was at a loss for what to do.

These two people refused to speak out, and were killed as a warning. Given their status, it was easy to cause dissatisfaction among the people in Changchun Palace.

After all, although he was also a Taoist before, he mostly lived in seclusion in Changchun Valley and had few interactions with fellow Taoists.

If he had not forcefully unified the Taoist sect, his status in the Taoist sect would be far inferior to Zhang Ziyang's.

Using his disciples to threaten him is a somewhat dishonorable method, especially given his current identity. Once his subordinates find out, the reputation he has accumulated over this period of time will be ruined.

Luck, luck. Once people’s hearts turn against the right path, the accumulated luck will also decline.

Changing from Buddhism to Taoism was just a one-time benefit from their joining. It was unrealistic to expect them to continue contributing, after all, everyone hated him at that time.

"Since Qingyun Mountain is deserted, then follow me to Changchun Palace. I'll give you a year to consider. If you wait until my patience runs out, don't blame me for resorting to unscrupulous means."

"No, if you take them away, won't my eleven years of hard work be wasted?" Duan Siping immediately retorted.

Xiaoyaozi looked at Duan Siping and said, "It's been eleven years, and you still haven't obtained anything. This proves that you are not destined to obtain it. Moreover, both of them are from my Changchun Palace. You have no right to interfere."

"Hmph, what about your people? Changchun Valley was once within Dali, and you've taken it over. If you want me to stop interfering, then give up Changchun Valley."

"Dali is dead." Xiaoyaozi snorted coldly.

"So what I'm talking about is the past. You occupied it for as many years as you wanted now."

"Duan Siping, you want to enter Changchun Valley for a breakthrough? It's impossible."

Changchun Valley was his place of practice. Today's Changchun Palace is built outside the valley, not inside.

The purpose is to prevent too many people from practicing and causing a sharp drop in spiritual energy.

If Duan Siping breaks through and becomes stronger, will he still leave?

"Then leave them both here. They are the key to my continued path. If you stand in my way, it will be a life-and-death feud."

"Duan Siping, you said I was blocking your path, but your actions are also blocking mine."

"Then let's fight." Duan Siping rose to a high altitude.

Xiaoyaozi's face turned grim. "If you want to fight, then fight. I'm afraid of you."

I didn't want to fight fearlessly, but Duan Siping had said this, so I had to fight.

Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang were speechless. Jiang Weichen had already been transferred, and Xiaoyaozi had given him a year, so there was no need for Duan Siping to stop him.

Why is he so impulsive today? He has to stand up for both of them. Their relationship is not that close.

Could it be that he wanted to risk his life in exchange for a breakthrough in the inheritance of the method of cultivating the mind?

The two were helpless. Now they could neither persuade nor help, they could only watch.

Because in Xiaoyaozi's eyes, they were not on good terms with Duan Siping and were interrogated by him for eleven years.

Now the right choice is to hope that they both suffer losses. Persuading or helping them will expose the lies they told before.

While the two were thinking, Xiaoyaozi and Duan Siping above had already started fighting.

Just like many years ago when Duan Siping fought Taizu, the two of them became spectators again.

After a few years, Duan Siping's artistic conception of withering and flourishing has improved. Although he has not made a breakthrough, his skills have become more refined.

The Six Meridians Sword Qi became more and more fierce, and the withered and flourishing state of mind improved himself and suppressed the opponent more powerfully.

But Xiaoyaozi was even stronger, and soon he used all his kung fu skills, including fists, claws, fingers, palms, knives, guns, and swords.

"Could this be the Tianshan Zhemei Hand that Jiang brat once said could incorporate all the martial arts techniques in the world? It's truly profound."

"That should be it. The concepts behind the Tianshan Zhemei Hand and the Beiming Divine Art are not much different. Both have the meaning of a hundred rivers flowing into the sea. One targets the techniques, and the other targets the internal strength."

"Oh, what should we do? It seems that Senior Duan is no match for us. This Xiaoyaozi is stronger than Taizu who does not use the dragon vein of national destiny." Qingyun asked.

Zhang Ziyang looked at Duan Siping, who was being beaten back. After a moment's hesitation, he said loudly, "Both of you, stop. You both want the inheritance, but we don't have it. What's the point of continuing to fight to the death? Can we create it out of thin air?"

If the fight continues and Duan Siping gets injured, Xiaoyaozi will show no mercy.

Duan Siping was very likely to die here. After all, he was standing up for them, and he couldn't just turn a blind eye.

Xiaoyaozi was puzzled. Duan Siping was at a disadvantage, but Zhang Ziyang actually spoke out to stop him. What was he planning?

Duan Siping looked at Zhang Ziyang and knew that he was saving him. Even though he had the blessing of the withered and flourishing state of mind, the gap in realm was still too difficult to make up.

He could injure Xiaoyaozi, but there was a high possibility that he would die.

Because during the battle, he found that Xiaoyaozi's flying speed was too fast.

If Xiaoyaozi was determined to kill him, he wouldn't even be able to run away.

He did everything he should have done, but it couldn't change the outcome. He could only leave everything to fate.

Whether Jiang Weichen can wake up in time and whether he can get what he wants, everything depends on fate.

Thinking of this, Duan Siping looked at Zhang Ziyang and said angrily, "You want to use the two of us to restrain each other and then seek a chance to survive. It's a good plan. I won't let you do it."

After Duan Siping finished speaking, he turned to Xiaoyaozi and said, "Xiaoyaozi, since you gave them a year to consider, then I will leave this year to you to interrogate them.

One year from now, when my time is up, I will come and interrogate them one last time. If they still don't tell me, I will bury them with me."

After saying that, Duan Siping turned around and left without giving Xiaoyaozi any chance to refute.

Qingyun sighed inwardly, as expected of a former emperor, his reaction was quick, and the double act was well played. If he hadn't known about it in advance, he might have been deceived.

He not only explained the reasons why Zhang Ziyang stopped them, but also said that the deadline was approaching and he wanted to drag others to be buried with him, and do his utmost to ensure that they would not die within this year.

Xiaoyaozi stood in the air, his face full of confusion. It was possible that Zhang Ziyang wanted to use the two of them to restrain each other.

Duan Siping didn't want to be used, and since he was no match for his opponent, he gave in and made a one-year agreement. If he couldn't force them to confess, he might just let them be buried with him.

Both of them had their reasons, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Chapter 467 Awakening

Time passed slowly, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a gust of air suddenly rose in the center of Taihu Lake, and then a terrifying vortex formed.

Small boats nearby capsized in the lake.

"What's going on? Taihu Lake usually just has waves and storms, so why is there such a huge whirlpool today?"

"Brother, you may not know this, but there has been something unusual about Taihu Lake in the past six months."

"What's abnormal?"

"For the past six months, the fish and shrimp in Taihu Lake have been flocking to the center of the lake like crazy, as if something at the bottom of the lake is attracting them."

"What is this? Isn't there anyone going down to investigate?"

“Of course there isn’t, but the deeper you go, the stronger the suction becomes, and the deeper you go, the harder it is to swim out.

After dozens of people drowned, a warrior finally brought a rope and went down.

It is said that there is a large silkworm chrysalis at the bottom of the lake, and all these strange things are caused by it."

"Silkworm chrysalis, no one brought it up here?"

"Of course there is, but it was stopped by the people of the court."

“Why did the court stop it?”

"How do I know this?"

"..."

On a ship not far away, a one-armed man stood at the bow, looking at the whirlpool.

"Is he finally waking up? It's been almost thirteen years."

Half a year ago, Zhang Ziyang and Qingyun were taken away by Xiaoyaozi, but there was no sign of Jiang Weichen.

He was ordered by His Majesty to focus on monitoring this area, and he was the first to notice something unusual about Taihu Lake.

When he dived into the water and saw the silkworm cocoon, he knew that Jiang Weichen must be inside it.

Geng Siyuan, who was standing nearby, asked curiously, "Master, what's in the lake that keeps you squatting here all day?"

The Buddhist and Taoist martial arts and literary competitions will be held in two days, but the Master obviously has no intention of going.

Even His Majesty had to go and witness such a major event, but the Chief Secretary did not go, which made him extremely curious.

"That man is waking up, he is finally waking up." Xiang Kui felt a little excited.

"Who?" Geng Siyuan was puzzled.

Is there anyone at the bottom of this lake? Is there anyone who hasn't breathed for half a year?

"Jiang Weichen!"

Geng Siyuan was shocked. "Hasn't he been dead for almost thirteen years?"

Xiang Kui didn't explain, but just waited quietly.

Half an hour later, the vortex disappeared, and a moment later, a figure rushed out of the water.

This person has a well-proportioned figure, with long, flowing, shiny black hair casually tied behind his head. His face is rosy and translucent, and his eyes are clear and bright with distinct black and white.