Chapter 119: Sighing in despair
Chapter 119: Sighing in despair (Additional chapter for monthly tickets)
The battle of the three realms in West Kunlun did not last long. Perhaps it was because all seven Jindan realm masters of the Blood God Cult showed up and were ready to fight to the death, or perhaps it was because the master of the Beiyin Hall of the Ice and Snow Palace was in no way inferior to the Jindan Sword Immortal of the Sanqing Mountain in strength, and showed his determination to advance and retreat together with the Blood God Cult.
But in the final analysis, it was probably because of the Blood God's divine consciousness that instantly imprisoned Shang Sansi.
Among the battles in the three realms, the most intense one was the battle between the Lord of Beiyin Hall of Ice and Snow Palace and the Lord of Toujian Mountain of Sanqing Mountain. The brilliant light that burst out when "Beichen Aurora Sky Gang" and "White Tiger Sky-Splitting Sword Gang" came into contact changed the color of the sky above the West Sea, as if a painter had spilled ink on a piece of azure paper, only this part was colorful.
It was also this battle that made everyone know the strength of these two people. Some people speculated that both of them should have strength above the seventh level. If they could enter the fourth level, they would be able to compete with some veteran fourth level masters immediately.
The fight between the two was so exciting that it made the fights between the other three realms seem too ordinary. Later, even the fights between the other three realms stopped and just watched.
The two fought for a whole day and night. The wind, snow, and clouds over West Kunlun were all torn apart by the strong energy. On the second day, West Kunlun was given a clear sky in winter.
Both of them ended up losing, and both returned to the mountain vomiting blood.
However, in the spectacular battle of the three realms, only a few people noticed that Huo Jingyan and Cheng Xinzhan returned to Sanqing Mountain overnight.
After that, no one saw Cheng Xinzhan in West Kunlun again, but everyone remembered that this young man had escaped from the hands of a high-level cultivator in the third realm, and his name, Cheng Yifu, also became widely known.
As for the divine illusion that shocked everyone that day, some people thought it was Cheng Yifu's protective magic treasure illustration, while others thought it was a mirage pearl passed down from ancient times.
Only a very small number of Taoist masters realized that this was the manifestation of Cheng Xinzhan's inner spirit. Those who were close to Sanqing Mountain congratulated Sanqing Mountain, while those who were hostile to Sanqing Mountain felt worried about this.
He was able to manifest his inner spirit at the first level, which meant that this young man would be able to easily form the Golden Elixir Dharma Image when he reached the third level, and creating the Dao Realm should not be a difficult task when he reached the fourth level.
This is the top combat force of Sanqing Mountain for the next few hundred years.
The three realms fought for a day and a night. On the next day, the second realm attacked the mountain again. It seemed that nothing had happened, except that the person who triggered the fight among the three realms never appeared again.
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Six months later.
There are still blood-red clouds and white snow on the top of the West Kunlun Mountains, but the snow underfoot has melted into streams, and green grass and wild flowers are woven together.
A young man squatted by a stream and put his hand into the stream. The water was still icy cold. Taiyin magic power emanated from his hand and merged into the stream water. Soon, blood and death energy gathered from the upstream and downstream of the stream and formed a dirty mud ball in his palm.
He pulled his hand out of the water, clenched his fist, and a golden flame ignited in his palm, burning the filth into nothingness.
Over the past six months, many people have died in the area around West Kunlun Mountain, and there is blood and corpses everywhere, many of whom were killed by this young man's sword.
Someone collected the bodies, but the blood remained on the ice and snow.
However, with the arrival of summer, the ice and snow melted, and the blood and the ice and snow turned into a dirty stream.
Whenever a young man saw such a stream, he would cast a spell to remove the dirt from it and make it clear again.
After burning the dirty things, he stood up and looked at a person who had fallen beside him by the stream.
This was a demon from the Blood God Cult. He watched as the young man easily made a dirty stream clear. He was very sure that he had never provoked such a righteous genius. He couldn't understand why this righteous young man who was good at water magic would hunt him down for several months.
The first one or two times, he was able to easily get rid of him and even nearly killed him, but the more time went by, the more exaggerated the strength of this righteous genius became. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if he and he were in the same world, in the same long river of time, and why he was making such rapid progress?
He escaped death several times, but whenever he showed up, he would be targeted. Until today, he was completely taken down.
This man's water skills are becoming more and more advanced, and it seems that the streams and ice and snow all over the mountains are his weapons. But from his behavior just now, he doesn't just use the stream water as a weapon.
"You cleaned the stream, and the herdsmen downstream will be grateful to you."
Looking at the young man walking towards him holding a flame, the devil said this.
The young man was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the devil would also care about these things.
"Who are you and why are you staring at me?"
The devil wants to die with a clear conscience.
The young man answered with only one word.
"town!"
The shadow of a huge mountain appeared and completely crushed the demon.
The demon's eyes widened immediately. This voice! This spell!
"Incinerate!"
Golden flames ignited on the demon's body.
"It's you!"
The devil finally knew who this person was and why he refused to let him go.
"Haha, good! Good! Since I can't kill you, I'll die in your hands with you. This way it might be easier to find me! Please give me the same death!"
The devil laughed in the flames. He felt relieved. He thought that the person who killed his younger brother would never appear again.
"crack!"
The young man ended the demon's life with the Golden-Splitting Curse, and the golden yang fire quickly burned the demon into ashes.
"Brother Miaoyuan, I have avenged you."
he thought.
Not long after he killed He Si, a beam of light landed beside him and transformed into a human figure. It was Huo Jingyan from the Sanqingshan Foreign Affairs Institute.
"Xinzhan, you can go now."
It turned out that this young man who looked like a completely different person was Cheng Xinzhan who had performed the art of transformation.
In fact, after he left West Kunlun and returned to Sanqing Mountain to report everything to the sect and let his master see the true form map and magic formula, he used the art of transformation, changed his appearance, and returned to West Kunlun with a new group of Sanqing Mountain disciples.
During the six months, many righteous disciples who came to fight left in batches, but he never left.
Hearing Huo Jingyan's words, he was a little confused.
Huo Jingyan continued,
“My righteous disciples fought in batches, and almost 80% of the first and second level disciples of the Blood God Cult were killed or wounded. In the next fifty years, the Blood God Cult can only lie dormant and recuperate, and will not be able to go south to cause trouble in the Central Plains.
"We are now at the limit of what the Blood God Cult leader can endure. If we continue to fight, it will be a battle that will destroy the mountain and the sect. For us, the loss outweighs the gain. Now other sects have withdrawn one after another, and only our Sanqing Mountain and Emei Mountain are left."
Cheng Xinzhan was silent for a long time.
Huo Jingyan waited quietly. Xinzhan was a candidate for the position of the headmaster. There were some principles he had to understand and some choices he had to make. The fact that Sanqing Mountain could be passed down to this day did not mean that it had lost its principles and righteousness, but it was indeed not a fierce Taoist who could not tolerate even the slightest grain of sand in his eyes.
After a long time, Cheng Xinzhan nodded, "Master, I understand, but I am not here just to kill demons, I am also here to experience the mountains and coldness of the north, which is beneficial for me to build a residence. You lead the Taoist brothers back first, I will stay in the West Sea for a few more days, and I plan to travel around. When the time is right, I will naturally return to the sect."
Huo Jingyan nodded. Since he had a plan on the road, he stopped trying to persuade him. He just said, "Then you should be careful about your safety. You can go somewhere else. Don't stay in West Kunlun for too long. When everyone leaves, you will attract attention."
"My heart understands."
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Two years later.
The 430th year of the Ming Dynasty, early autumn.
The land of Qi and Lu, on the shore of the Bohai Sea.
A young man stood on the rocks by the sea, the sea breeze blowing his robe. He raised his hand to his brow to block the sunlight and squinted his eyes at the sea.
The young man was accompanied by a big white dog, which was currently using its claws to dig out fish from the water. They were a few sea loaches. The white dog knew that the cat at home liked this kind of fish very much.
At this time, a wave came and the dog immediately ran away to avoid it, but the young man was indifferent and the waves automatically parted when they reached him.
He still remembered that when he first saw Poyang Lake, he marveled at its vastness and thought it was no different from the sea. But now that he has really seen the ocean, he realizes how ridiculous his exclamation was back then.
The ancient Taoist sage once said through Beihai: The frog in the well cannot talk about the sea because it is confined to the void; the summer insect cannot talk about ice because it is bound by the season; the crooked man cannot talk about Tao because he is bound by teachings.
Am I not the ignorant me just like the Autumn Water River God in the fable of the ancient sage?
When a river flows out of a cliff and you look into the sea, you will know what ugliness is and can talk about great principles.
I saw the sea today, and I realized that what I have learned about water methods and spiritual practice is only a fraction of what I have learned.
The sage said: There is nothing greater than the sea among all the waters in the world. But he also used the sea as a metaphor to say: The sea is between heaven and earth like a small stone or a small tree is in a big mountain. Since it is so small, how can it be considered so much?
This is exactly what he realized.
For more than two years, he traveled northward from the West Sea and saw the ice and snow in the northern border that never melted all year round. He made a special trip to visit the Tianshan Sword Sect. This was a friendship forged when he was slaying demons in West Kunlun. He and his fellow practitioners of the Tianshan Sword Sect exchanged physical swordsmanship and magical swordsmanship on the banks of Tianchi Lake and gained a lot.
After visiting his friend, he turned east and walked through the vast grasslands of the northern border, where he saw cattle and sheep drooping in the grass.
Then he followed the Yellow River into Jinyuan, saw the Northern Mountain, and made a special trip to Longnan to see the Western Mountain, and then returned to the banks of the river.
Follow the river into the Heluo area, look out at Mount Zhongyue from afar, and then continue along the river, you will arrive in Qi and Lu and see Mount Dongyue.
After seeing the four mountains, he followed the Yellow River into the sea and sighed in despair.
"If you only know a little, why should you think you know more?"
The young man recited the wise man's words in a low voice, and he felt his thoughts become clear and his whole body was at peace.
At this moment, a wave of magic power suddenly surged out of the young man's body. This wave spread out in all directions with the young man as the core. The magic power hit the sea surface, intersected with the waves, and stirred up thousands of snowdrifts.
At this moment, the Earth and Water Palaces opened at the same time.
Cheng Xinzhan practiced Taoism for six years and established four prefectures.
He let out a long roar, and the sound shook the whole area.
Compared with the universe, the ocean is just a drop in the ocean, but in the face of the eternal river, changes in the ocean are nothing but commonplace.
My realm is still low, and after some time, when I can destroy an entire sect with a wave of my hand, I naturally won't feel aggrieved.
It took him more than two years to get rid of this anger.
Seeing the vast ocean and sky, not only his cultivation level, but also his state of mind and vision were greatly improved.
"Some time ago, Eleventh Lady told me that she was returning from Peacock City to Haiqing City for her mid-year report. Since I'm in Bohai, why don't I go see her? I've been in West Kunlun for half a year, and the talisman paper in my hand has run out."
Baiyujinghaiqingcheng is located on the Bohai Sea.
Thinking of this, he turned into a white cloud and went straight into the sky.
The white dog followed in the wind.
At the beginning, Sun Miaoshu told Cheng Xinzhan that one must reach the second realm to reach the third heaven, but at this time he had refined the "Yangming Yuntang Gang", and his body was like pure air, and he reached the third heaven without any obstacles. When he passed through the first and second heavens, he even had time to watch the heavenly thunder and gale.
When he arrived at the third heaven, he looked around and activated his Dan pupil. He saw a huge city floating in the northeast. He rode a cloud and took the white dog over.
Haiqing City is larger than Peacock City. The city walls are carved with patterns of Saker Falcons hunting, which is magnificent.
Once you enter the city, you'll find it just as luxurious and gorgeous, with flowers everywhere.
The owner of Haiqing City was named Xiao, so he went straight to the City Lord's Mansion in the center of the city.
When he arrived at the gate, there was naturally someone guarding it, so he went forward to ask,
"Excuse me, sir. May I ask if the children of the Xiao family can practice here?"
The guard returned the greeting and said, "I don't know which branch or person you are asking about. According to the rules, only the branch chosen by the city lord will practice in the palace, and the rest will start their own families and live elsewhere."
Cheng Xinzhan replied, "It's Xiao Shiyi Niang, who is in charge of Bohai's industry and Qichang Hall."
The guard really knew. He said, "Miss Eleven was chosen by the main branch and sent to Peacock City to manage the business. She recently returned to the mansion to report on her work. She is now in the mansion. I don't know her name, but I can pass it on for her."
"Thank you for your help, layman. I will just tell you about my old friend Cheng Qieqing."
He has now changed his appearance and used an alias. If you don't know him, you might think he has never left the sect since he returned to the mountains in West Kunlun.
The guard nodded, took out a synchronization Gu, put it to his mouth and whispered a few words.
Soon, the guard said,
"Master, Miss Eleven has replied. Please enter the mansion from the East Third Gate."
Cheng Xinzhan had no idea that the City Lord's Mansion was so big. The main gate was on the south wall, and there were more than ten doors on the east wall. A servant led Cheng Xinzhan into the mansion from the third east gate.
As soon as she entered the mansion, Shiyi Niang's personal maid Qingyu came to greet her. She thanked Xiao Si for leading the way and continued to lead Cheng Xinzhan. She explained in a low voice,
"Master, you are a white dragon fish. You didn't announce the mountain gate. My young lady's realm is low. She just took over some of the family business. Her position in the family is not high. It is really rude to let you enter from the east gate. Please forgive me."
Qingyu was a little nervous. Last time in Peacock City, Cheng Xinzhan almost won the top three prizes, and was favored by Huanzhu Louzhu. Cheng Sanyuan's reputation had already spread throughout Baiyujing. A year or two had passed since the battle in West Kunlun, and Cheng Yifu's name was widely known. With such an identity, she couldn't help but be cautious.
Cheng Xinzhan waved his hands. He didn't care about these things at all.
"The young lady is preparing a banquet, Taoist priest, please follow me."
Yuqing lied, saying that the banquet was taken care of by the servants, but she was just giving orders while her young lady was actually in a hurry to get dressed.
(End of this chapter)