Chapter 89 Swordsman

Chapter 89 Swordsman

Chapter 89 Swordsman
Li Wuxiang thought for a moment and asked, "Master, what do you think?"

He smiled again: "Don't call me Sect Master. Just call me Taoist Fellow."

Cheng Peixin also smiled: "Okay, Fellow Daoist Li."

"Re-establishing a sect is not unheard of in our Thirty-Six Sects. When people talk about the Thirty-Six Sects, they always say that they have a history of three thousand years, but in fact, except for the dozen or so major sects, the rest have all changed their sect leaders, and some have even changed several times. But Ranshan... is a little special."

Cheng Peixin looked at his expression as she spoke, and when she saw that he looked normal, she breathed a sigh of relief.

This was her first time seeing a swordsman. She had only heard about him before. It was said that although the Taiyi swordsmen had different personalities, their morals were all good. Now seeing Li Wuxiang, that statement seemed to be verified. He was very scheming, but he seemed to be easygoing and generous. He was able to talk and laugh freely, and even asked himself the question of establishing a sect. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would keep silent about such things.

It’s just that the skills of these swordsmen are too scary… He is just at the foundation-building stage, and Xu Daosheng must have been refining Qi for a long time.

She herself was also practicing Qi, and in terms of cultivation, she might be stronger than Xu Daosheng. But in a fight, the depth of cultivation is only on the body, and the real means still depend on the magic power and treasures. Xu Daosheng's true form magic power was already handy, and he took a lot of pills, but he was killed by him immediately without being careful. It is said that the sword sect "within an inch, the sword is the way", and this time I saw it, it was really scary...

She came back to her senses and continued, "The leader of the Ranshan sect has changed generations. The original ancestor was surnamed Li, and his name was Li Jiaotu. The lineage that changed generations more than 500 years ago was also originally a disciple of the mountain. Later, he went out to establish his own sect. Later, the disciples of the Ranshan sect died out due to internal strife, and the one surnamed Zhao returned to be the leader."

"Ranshan has never been concerned with worldly affairs. If it were other sects, such as our Tianxin Sect, nearby big cities like Deyang would be governed by the sect and would require regular tributes. There would also be large tracts of land near the sect for the sect's production. But Ranshan doesn't have any of these things. For three thousand years, this city was first called Jingyang, then Jingcheng, and then Deyang. It has always been governed by the city lord. Ranshan only has some industries in and outside the city, and doesn't care about worldly affairs."

"But when it came to Sect Leader Zhao..." She smiled bitterly, "He was too detached. He had few disciples and few people to manage the city's industries. Eventually, they all slowly declined. And as for founding a sect..."

"If it were still in Ranshan, I'm afraid it would cost a lot of money to rebuild. In fact, money is a small matter. With your ability, you can always get it. The big thing is with the True Form Dao."

Cheng Peixin lowered her head and thought for a moment: "The Six Xuan Sects have a saying that 'if anyone kills a Xuan Sect disciple, he must be punished no matter how far away he is.' This also depends on how it is said. For example, you killed Xu Daosheng, and the news slowly spread back, the True Form Sect must have revenge. But they are not like you swordsmen, so this kind of thing may take a long time. Maybe within this year, or maybe ten years later - as long as the sect is big and has more people, some things will take longer."

Li Wuxiang laughed: "Oh? Revenge, how did you hear people talk about us swordsmen?"

Cheng Peixin smiled and didn't say anything for a while. Cheng Shengfei, on the other hand, looked solemn, but there was also a hint of yearning in that solemnity: "I heard that if a swordsman is killed, as long as the other swordsman knows about it, he will immediately go to investigate the reason. If he was really wrongly killed, the swordsman will avenge him."

"If that swordsman is also killed, then the second and third swordsmen will come immediately. Swordsmen who know about this will gather from all directions until the murderer is killed, no matter what his background is. Master Li, is this true?"

Li Wuxiang didn't know either, so he nodded: "It's true."

Cheng Shengfei was silent for a moment, then he exhaled: "This is the true sense of solidarity and mutual assistance. The 'even if they are far away, they must be punished' of the Six Sects of Mysticism is simply a joke compared to this."

Cheng Peixin sometimes spoke insincerely, but this little girl spoke from the heart. Li Wuxiang smiled at her and said, "Thank you."

She returned the greeting solemnly, and Cheng Peixin then said, "Although it's slow, you should be careful. The forces of the True Form Dao are hard to reach near Deyang, and there are temples of our Tianxin Sect and Louguang Sect here. Ordinary people here won't do stupid things, let alone you are the Taiyi Swordsman... But not all the masters in the world come from the Six Sects of Xuanjiao, the Thirty-Six Sects, and the Taiyi Sword Sect. There are also some hidden family forces, or some confused independent cultivators, who may be harmful to you."

“So if you really want to establish a sect, don’t be impatient. Daoist friend is at the foundation building stage, which is not inferior to Qi refining, but it is better to wait until the golden elixir is formed. Once the golden elixir of a swordsman is formed, he can dominate the world, and then there will be no worries about establishing a sect.”

She smiled again: "I don't have any other intentions. If you are willing, you can stay in Feiyun Temple forever. There are only the two of us, master and disciple, and three servants. It is very quiet there."

Li Wuxiang nodded: "Okay, sorry to bother you. I just need a quiet place to recuperate for a while."

After a few more small talk, the master and the apprentice sat cross-legged on the leather mat beside the campfire, closing their eyes and regulating their breathing. Li Wuxiang thought they were just doing their evening homework, and was still thinking about how he should talk if they started chatting again so that he would not be too cold, but also like a real swordsman, and would not appear to be too ignorant of certain things.

Who knew that once they sat down, they would become quiet, and it seemed like they were planning to study hard for the whole night.

He was a little emotional - this should be the normal state of practitioners in this world. According to Zhao Kui, once you enter the Qi Refining stage, you will have a youthful lifespan of forty years, and when you reach the peak of Qi Refining, it will increase to sixty years. However, the spiritual energy obtained from breathing and regulating the breath is too little, and ordinary people should race against time.

Now...it's time to think about your own business.

He also sat down cross-legged in a formal manner, but he was not in a state of meditation and was thinking about his own things.

From this perspective, getting rid of Xu Daosheng doesn't seem to be a big deal. The Six Mysterious Sects have always been in conflict with the Swordsman, and according to Cheng Peixin, the revenge of the True Form Sect will not come in the short term, so there is no need to worry for the time being.

As for establishing a sect, he had no such idea at the moment, otherwise it would be like an old man eating arsenic. Now that his internal organs were complete, he should also work hard to accumulate. However, the practice of the True Immortal Body Dao Pian was slow to begin with, and he also had to practice Guang Chanzi, which was even slower, so he had to eat some night grass.

One is ordinary elixirs and the like. These are easy things to do, nothing more than making money, buying, buying, or getting some hard-to-get ones yourself. How to make elixirs, you can learn from Cheng Peixin... If this kind of thing is a unique secret that is not easy to show to others, you can also think of a way later.

What he wants to figure out now is the power of will.

The incense and power of Zhao Kui's prayers gave him an extremely solid foundation. When the townspeople bowed to him that day, he also felt the power of the prayers entering his body.

This reminded him of the night when he and Zhao Qi went to Chen Sanyao's house to catch ghosts - Zhao Qi set up a formation to invite Taiyi's spiritual energy, but it didn't work. Now thinking back, the spiritual energy must have been intercepted by himself.

This means... the skin that Zhao Kui had painstakingly refined can indeed absorb some of Taiyi's incense and vows!
No wonder it is called the "Qing Nang Immortal". Immortals can naturally eat incense and offerings. The one worshipped in Feiyun Temple should be Taiyi. You can go and give it a try.

When he thought of this, he began to try to clear his mind. But not to enter a state of meditation, but to wait -

There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood again, are you coming, evil outsider?

The foreign evil broke his promise for a while. Li Wuxiang waited for nearly two quarters of an hour, but he didn't feel anything strange. However, his body had been awake for nearly six days, so after a while, he gradually fell into a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. Then he had a dream.

What I saw in my dream was a statue of Donghuang Taiyi, whose face was very similar to the one in the Taiyi Temple at Ranshan. But the one at Ranshan was wearing a scholar's robe, while this one was wearing golden armor - it was not sculpted, but a large armor made of iron and leather, with very fine workmanship and shining with gold.

Then he saw a human figure, or like a shadow, walking up to the statue, bowing first, and then throwing himself on the statue.

The thinking in the dream was illogical, but he felt it was logical, so Li Wuxiang felt that the thing was himself, and he suddenly realized what he was doing.

The divine consciousness can be separated. For the Thirty-Six Sects, the Sword Sect, and most of the Jianghu cultivators, this step requires cultivating to the state of Yang Shen. But he is now a Green Bag Immortal, and his soul is attached to the golden entanglement, which is not very stable, so he can temporarily separate the divine consciousness in another way -

He dreamed that he opened his chest, stuck the golden string on the statue, and then treated it as a part of his own skin. He then practiced the Guang Chan Zi, and the essence in his body flowed through the entire statue. He then felt that he was closely connected with this thing.

He is teaching me - Li Wuxiang woke up suddenly and found that the sun was shining brightly. The master and his disciple were packing up the equipment from last night and putting it back into the package on the horse's back.

Only then did the second half of the thought come to my mind - the external evil is teaching me how to steal Taiyi's power of wish!
Is this the reward this time? Because I fixed my internal organs and completed the foundation of the True Immortal Body Dao Chapter?
To be honest, the nicer this guy was to him and the less he asked for, the more uneasy he felt... It definitely wasn't just trying to help others.

But it only came to him in a dream this time, which made Li Wuxiang feel a little disappointed. Because he still had another thought in mind - when the external evil came, he could also feel its emotions. He hoped to have more such interactions, because the more he understood, the more confident he would be when "what if" happened in the future.

Seeing that he had woken up, Cheng Peixin asked with a smile, "Did you sleep well, Taoist friend?"

“It’s very sweet.”

Cheng Peixin just smiled.

After the three of them had packed up and rode on their horses for a while, Cheng Shengfei tugged at Cheng Peixin's sleeve. So the two of them tightened the reins a little and fell behind Li Wuxiang.

"He fell asleep last night." Cheng Shengfei whispered, "Can he really sleep?"

Cheng Peixin looked at Li Wuxiang in front of her: "He is a swordsman after all."

"Master, I envy them. They are happy to take revenge, and they don't have to be trapped in one place like us." Cheng Shengfei glanced at Cheng Peixin's face, took a breath and sighed, "If I want to be a swordsman, will he teach me?"

Cheng Peixin raised her eyebrows and glared at her, wanting to explode, but when she looked at Li Wuxiang, she lowered her voice again: "Are you crazy?! Feiyun Temple and Tianxin Sect can no longer tolerate you!?"

Cheng Shengfei sighed: "I'm just thinking about it."

Cheng Peixin had a stern face and rode a few steps with her: "You think it's so easy to be a swordsman. In our Tianxin Sect, including the outer disciples in various palaces and temples, there are more than 3,000 people. The Sword Sect is known as the Taiyi Orthodoxy, how many people are there? I don't know these years, but there were probably only a hundred people ten years ago."

"In the past hundred years, when the Sword Sect was at its peak, it only had more than 300 people. The last time their Nether Nine Abyss was besieged by the True Form Sect, more than half of them were killed in an instant. Do you think the Six Divisions of the Mysterious Sect are easy to mess with?"

"Let's not talk about that. Let's just say they travel the world. Yes, they are all chivalrous... but do you know how many swordsmen die every year? Only one out of ten survives! If you become a swordsman, I'm afraid I'll have to burn paper money for you in three years!"

Then she saw Cheng Shengfei's expression - he was stunned for a moment, and then he let out a breath. She knew she shouldn't say that: "Stop thinking about it! If you dare to say it again, I'll beat your mouth to pieces!"

Cheng Shengfei pondered for a while before pulling her sleeve: "Master, don't be angry. You didn't tell me these things before, I just asked out of curiosity. Then... why do they keep running around? Haven't they thought about staying away from the Six Sects of Mystery and building a sect?"

Cheng Peixin ignored her. When she pulled her sleeves a few more times, she frowned and said, "Their Youjiuyuan is already secretive enough, but it is still found by the Six Sects every few hundred years. Wherever they go to build a sect, they run around..."

She lowered her voice a little: "He said he was looking for Donghuang Taiyi."

Cheng Shengfei frowned and thought about this for a while: "Ah? Isn't Emperor Taiyi in..."

She pointed upwards with her finger: "To the sky?"

"The people of the Sword Sect think that Taiyi is on the ground. They think that Taiyi's real body is on the ground. They think that he has been suppressed by the Six Sects of the Mysterious Sect, so they want to find Taiyi's real body and rescue him."

"A long time ago, they said they were in the Life Preservation Path. Then for a while they said they were in the Sun Path. In the past few hundred years, they said they were in the True Form Path. Alas, I think this is just an excuse so that the disciples can disperse to all directions and keep some seeds of vitality."

Cheng Shengfei nodded thoughtfully and stopped asking.

Li Wuxiang took a deep breath in his heart. The Sword Sect's brothers were really fierce... He originally thought that the Six Sects of the Mysterious Sect had hunted down the Sword Sect's people and forced them to disperse in all directions. Now it seems that they are actually fighting one against six - they will take the initiative to cause trouble and look for "Taiyi's true body"! ?
No wonder only one in ten survives.

In fact, these swordsmen are not as good as... wait, if a person practices the True Immortal Body Dao Pian, uses a flying sword, likes to see Taiyi being worshipped by others, and everyone still thinks he is a swordsman... then is he a swordsman?

This time he couldn't help but take another breath.

Am I really a swordsman? Is that the case? Don't I need to go through the formalities of paying respects to the ancestors?

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