Chapter 139: Sword Immortal

Chapter 139: Sword Immortal

Chapter 139 Baili Sword Immortal
Li Wuxiang jumped back and forth in the collapsed mountain, falling along with the falling rocks, smoke, dust, coffins and the people inside them. In addition to the luck and joy of surviving the calamity, there was also indescribable shock in his heart.

That sword is really...really...

He couldn't think of any words for a moment.

After coming to this world, he once asked Xue Baoping how the two sides fought when Jinshui "disturbed Xuanjiao" more than 30 years ago. At that time, Xue Baoping said that they mostly used swords and then dug mountains and blocked water. Now I think it should be the work of the True Shape Sect monks, changing the mountain's aura or something like that. At first glance, the method is not surprising.

Afterwards, he met Xu Daosheng, the swordsman, and the practitioners from the thirty-six sects. Their methods were quite advanced, but not so incredible to him.

When he went to Lingshan and saw many horrific scenes with resentful ghosts, and then watched Wu Meng invite the Five Mountains Spirits down just now, he was able to gradually accept it.

Just this sword!
Let him know what a sword immortal is!
Who sent it?!
His body was full of Dan force at this time, so dodging the falling rocks was no problem for him. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had reached the bottom of the mountain ahead of the collapsed Coffin Mountain. He immediately ran as fast as he could, bypassing the Coffin City and going out.

The people in the coffin city had been awakened long ago. At this moment, the lights were on and there was a lot of noise. After a quarter of an hour, he gradually moved away from the city, and the light and sound were gradually left behind.

At this time, Li Wuxiang stopped and turned around to look back. The mountain of coffins had completely collapsed, and the huge dust that was stirred up covered the entire city. After a while, he heard the continuous loud noises and felt the strong wind that followed...

All this is because of the power of that sword!
When will I be able to reach this level? !

Another quarter of an hour later, he arrived at the ferry. He smelled blood along the way, which should be from Zeng Jianqiu and Pan Muyun, which meant that the two had also escaped and at least made it here.

The place where they originally disembarked was now covered in fog. Li Wuxiang carefully inspected it and found bloodstains on the iron piles of the ferry anchor, and he was completely relieved.

After reaching the realm of Golden Elixir, the Golden Elixir and the outer skin were almost completely integrated and difficult to separate. The Dan force in his body made him feel strong and full in every move. Even because he did not practice gradually to this point, but formed the Dan overnight with his willpower, he has not yet fully adapted. It was fine when running, but once he walked slowly and did some ordinary movements, he always felt that he could not control the strength well, and he would jump up accidentally.

The boat at the ferry had an iron hull and he couldn't start it himself. So he thought for a moment, released his Dan sword, and cut a few planks from the wooden deck of the iron hull boat.

He took the wooden boards in his hands and threw them towards the river in the distance. Before the boards were swept away by the rushing river, he jumped onto the river, put his foot on one board, and threw the second one up.

After throwing five pieces, he finally reached the center of the river. When he was about to throw the sixth piece, he suddenly saw a figure in the center of the river.

The figure sat amidst the rushing water and thick fog, seemingly not existing in this world.

Li Wuxiang was only slightly stunned before he saw clearly that there was actually a stone under the man, so he immediately threw the wooden board under his feet again and jumped over.

The stone was not big, only about two steps long and wide. Li Wuxiang stood still immediately when he landed on the edge of the stone, so he could see the person clearly.

She was a woman in tight clothes, with a bamboo hat beside her. Even in the dark, her lips were slightly pale. She looked inconspicuous. If she was not in the middle of the river but on the streets of Deyang, Li Wuxiang would never have looked at her a second time.

But he knew that the sword must have been thrown by her.

He took a deep breath, stood up respectfully, and saluted solemnly: "Thank you, Mei Zhangjian, for saving me."

The woman was originally meditating with her eyes closed. After hearing what he said, she opened her eyes, smiled slightly, and then closed them again: "Wait a moment."

Li Wuxiang hesitated for a moment between "yes" and "OK", and then said, "OK."

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, Li Wuxiang saw that Mei Zhangjian's lips gradually regained some color, and then she opened her eyes again and stood up. She looked at him carefully and smiled again: "Have you formed a pill?"

"I was lucky enough to form a pill."

Mei Zhangjian took his hand, placed both hands on the pulse gate and then let go: "This pill is deficient. Now the three flowers are gathering at the top of the head, but there is no five qi returning to the origin. You, the Green Bag Immortal, have insufficient qi and blood to begin with, and now you should be the weakest among the eleven golden elixir swordsmen in our sect. But it doesn't matter, after the pill is formed, you just need to protect it and take good care of it."

Hearing the word "Qing Nang Xian", Li Wuxiang was not surprised and just said, "Okay. Mei Zhangjian... Where are Zeng Jianqiu and Pan Muyun?"

"Don't worry, I'll take you across the river." She looked at Li Wuxiang again and patted him on the arm. "Let's go, let's talk after we cross the river."

Then he grabbed his arm, flicked his fingers into the river, stepped on a thin piece of stone, and reached the ferry on the other side in an instant.

The vendors who were sleeping on the avenues on both sides of the ferry had already been awakened by the scene in the coffin city. Some of them ran away, while others were reluctant to leave their belongings behind and were still packing up in a panic. Therefore, almost no one noticed the two people who came ashore in the thick fog.

Mei Zhangjian let go of Li Wuxiang's arm: "Do you Qingnang Immortals want to eat?"

"Yes, but don't eat much. You have to drink some water."

Mei Zhangjian nodded, walked to the side of the road and picked up the abandoned loads. He opened the lids one by one and looked at one of them. He waved at Li Wuxiang and said, "Is there anything you like in here?"

Li Wuxiang also walked up to her and looked inside. He saw that the basket contained some beautifully packaged snacks and some dried meat wrapped in oil paper. He pointed at the dried meat and said, "I have to eat both the meat and the cakes."

"What about this? Don't you like it?" She pointed to a box of preserved fruits beside her.

"I don't really like sweet things."

Mei Zhangjian nodded, took two packages of dried meat and two boxes of snacks and handed them to him, and stood in the panicked crowd, slowly counting out more than fifty coins and putting them in. He frowned and thought for a while, then took out a silver ingot, pinched two dimes with his fingernails and put them in, and then said, "Let's go."

Mei Zhangjian's pace was not fast, and Li Wuxiang felt a little tired to follow her. It was not that he could not keep up, but his pace was too jumpy, and he had to control it carefully. Mei Zhangjian did not speak, nor did she walk fast. Li Wuxiang followed her for about a quarter of an hour, away from the ferry, and when he saw a green lake-like meadow in front of him, he suddenly realized that the Danli in his body had gradually stabilized - it was as if the time he spent following her had matched some strange rhythm, and he had unconsciously adapted to the rhythm of the Danli running in his body.

It's really unfathomable.

At this time, Mei Zhangjian stopped, turned around and looked in the direction of the coffin city for a while, and sighed slightly: "You must have a lot of questions to ask, and it's not easy to keep them in your heart, so just ask."

Her behavior made her look like a considerate and kind elder. If Li Wuxiang met someone who gave him this feeling in other sects, his first thought would be that there was something strange about him. But since she was from the Sword Sect, maybe she was just like that.

After seeing so many things, he already knew how rare this kind of temperament was in this world, so he didn't want to play any tricks anymore.

But due to years of inertia, and facing such a sword master, he couldn't help but think more in his mind, what should he ask first?
After a while, Li Wuxiang said, "I... asked Lou He in the city." He told Lou He everything he had said, "I don't like his behavior, but I can understand it. At that time, I thought Zeng Jianqiu, Pan Muyun, and Helian Ji could still be saved, so I went to the coffin mountain with him, thinking that if I saved people, he should also be able to save himself. But later I learned that Helian Ji was dead. Mei... Senior Sister, what should I do with Lou He?"

Mei Zhangjian nodded and looked in the direction of the coffin mountain: "Killing fellow disciples is an unforgivable crime. Lou He must die to atone for his crime. I didn't take his life just now because I wanted to see if what he did in the future was the same as what he told me before. If it is different, it will not be as simple as death. If his words and deeds are consistent, I will kill him after he accomplishes what he wants to do. The limit is twenty years."

"As for Helian, you don't have to be too sad. A swordsman who died for Taiyi would not be reduced to the level of a resentful ghost in Lingshan. You will know in the future." She turned to look at Li Wuxiang and smiled, "Of course, not knowing is the best."

Is a twenty-year limit considered a suspended sentence? But considering the life span of a cultivator, it doesn't seem to be too long. Li Wuxiang thought about Lou He, sighed in his heart, and then asked again: "Then... Senior Sister Mei, what realm are you in? Are you really a sword immortal?!"

"Me? Haha." Mei Zhangjian laughed, "I can barely be considered a sword immortal, but I'm only a Baili sword immortal. I'm a Yuanying."

Seeing Li Wuxiang blink, she continued patiently: "Only when you reach the Yang God level can you be considered a land immortal, a true sword immortal. When you become one with the sword, you can travel thousands of miles and go anywhere. I am still at the Nascent Soul stage, and it will take some time for me to reach the Yang God level. The Nascent Soul is the Yin God, and when the Yin God travels, I am currently within a hundred miles. So if you want to say that I am a sword immortal, I am only a hundred-mile sword immortal. Fortunately, Wu Meng is only refining the spirit, and the true spirit he invited will also be limited by his cultivation level, so it is not too strong."

Li Wuxiang let out a breath.

Before he saw the sword just now, he only wanted to experience the magical power brought by practice, earn a living space, and see this vast and unfamiliar world. But at this moment, he finally felt that there was something very clear in front of him - the sword immortal!
The Golden Immortal and the True Immortal were far away and ethereal, but the Sword Immortal was right in front of him. Even if he was not a Yang God, and had only cultivated to the realm of the Plum Palm Sword, there was nothing to be afraid of in the world!

"Don't be impatient." He heard Mei Zhangjian say, "You have used your willpower to become a golden elixir, but you can't think that future practice will be so simple. There are three realms of the golden elixir. The first is to guard the elixir. The golden elixir is the seed of the innocent primordial infant. Once the elixir is formed, it must be nurtured. You have the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, but not the Five Qis Converging to the Origin. The golden elixir is not stable, and you have to replenish your Qi and blood. The sect has some of the natural materials and treasures you need, and you have to get some on your own."

"After the elixir is well nurtured, it needs to be cultivated. After cultivation, it needs to be transformed. These are also the three realms of the golden elixir. However, each step of these three realms is related to the quality of your Nascent Soul in the future. You can still rely on some incense and vows, but in essence, you still need to cultivate yourself. Incense and vows are the real external forces, and their effects are limited. You need to be patient."

"Senior Sister Mei, I've made note of that."

"Don't be impatient, I haven't finished yet. Others in the sect have to go through human tribulations when they form the elixir. You are a Qing Nang Immortal, the advantage is that you can practice quickly, but the disadvantage is that when you form the elixir, you have to go through the 49th Golden Elixir Tribulation. And since you are practicing the True Immortal Body Dao Chapter, you can't avoid this human tribulation. People come to kill you, harm you, and put you in a place where you are sure to die. This is a human tribulation - you just went through it once."

"But this human calamity will not just happen once. Our Taiyi Sect is the lineage of Donghuang Taiyi, and it is the destiny of humanity. Before achieving the Nascent Soul stage, human calamities will always exist, and we cannot take it lightly. For example..." She thought for a moment, "There are not many Golden Core Swordsmen in the sect. Among the six sword masters, one is a Nascent Soul, and the remaining five have cultivated to the Dan stage for a hundred years."

"Six sword masters, except for me, the remaining five are also golden elixir. If you go to Youjiuyuan, the leader asks you if you want to be a sword master, you must not agree. If you become a sword master, there will be more trouble. Well, it's better to be a golden elixir sword master."

Li Wuxiang frowned and thought for a while: "Senior Sister Mei, this... well, I don't have any other meaning, you..."

Plum Sword Master smiled and said, "Since I haven't become the leader, I don't bother to be the sword master in Youjiuyuan. It's more comfortable to go out and walk around and take care of my fellow disciples. Oh, do you think our Sword Sect seems to be lacking in talent?"

Li Wuxiang thought for a moment and smiled: "You said so."

Seeing his smile, Mei Zhangjian couldn't help but smile again: "You are not wrong. More than three hundred years ago, there were eleven Yang Gods, fifty-six Yuanyings, and two hundred and five Jindans in our sect. At that time, if you wanted to go to the Coffin City to be the mountain master, you couldn't refine your spirit, you had to be in the realm of returning to the void. But later, when the six Xuan sects besieged You Jiuyuan, they lost more than sixty Hedao, nearly a thousand returning to the void, and countless more refined spirits. If you want to talk about the lack of talent, it's like this everywhere in the world now."

After she said this, she looked around. The area around the coffin city was very desolate, and there was no place to sit around the meadow, which was full of thin weeds half a person's height. She raised her hand and pressed lightly, and the weeds beneath her fell down, becoming a flat and soft mat.

Mei Zhangjian sat down on the spot, opened a package of dried meat and a box of snacks, placed them in front of him, picked one and put it in his mouth: "You should also eat more, to replenish your body."

Li Wuxiang sat down beside her and took some dried meat and ate it strip by strip. After watching Mei Zhangjian swallow the bulge in her mouth, he said, "Senior Sister Mei, aren't we leaving? This time we destroyed the coffin mountain. Is this a big deal?"

Mei Zhangjian smiled slightly: "It depends on how you say it. After the war more than three hundred years ago, there has been no conflict between the two sides until this time. This time, it was the people from their True Form Sect who came to our Sword Sect's territory first, so Lou He went to the Coffin City."

"But no matter what Lou He did, the mountain master of Guanshan actually wanted to ambush other Sword Sect disciples. They broke the rules. When I took action just now, I was by the river of the moat. It didn't count as entering the church, so it didn't count as breaking the rules. However, although Wu Meng was executed, the Six Sects of Xuan Sect still owed Helian a life - this blood debt has not been settled yet."

Li Wuxiang was stunned: "The True Form Sect's people came to our Sword Sect's territory first? Who are they? Have they entered the Nether Nine Abyss?"

"That's the one you killed at Ranshan, his name is Xu Daosheng, right?"

"His name is Xu Daosheng, but..."

"Oh, I see. Our Sword Sect's territory is not just Nether Nine Abyss." Plum Sword Master smiled, "From a legal perspective, outside of the diocese of the Six Sects of Mysterious Religion, everything else is our Sword Sect's territory. Remember this, if you see them in our territory, kill them without mercy."

Li Wuxiang took a deep breath and said, "Okay! I'll remember that!"

Mei Zhangjian stared at him, then smiled and patted his arm: "You are a good kid. Take a rest after eating. We may have to wait here for three or four days."

Before forming the elixir, Li Wuxiang could only enter into a state of meditation for a day and a night at most. But now with the Plum Palm Sword by his side, he was able to enter into meditation with peace of mind, and felt that his consciousness was clear and peaceful.

Taiyi True Spirit did not appear. He thought that perhaps it was because there was Baili Sword Immortal who was about to be promoted to Yang God. For some reason, he did not want to show up to avoid being noticed.

At this time, he was circulating the power of the elixir according to the True Immortal Body Dao Chapter, and gradually he understood what Mei Zhangjian meant by the lack of "Five Qis Returning to Origin".

When he was refining Qi, he looked inward and still looked like a person, and he could see his internal organs and meridians. But at this moment, in his consciousness, his entire body seemed to have become a round, golden pill, with a little bit of dark green Qi in it.

Those dark green auras should be the distracting thoughts and evil thoughts brought by the willpower to form the elixir. If someone kills himself at this time, he should turn into a dark gold bead like Zhao Kui.

The three flowers gathered at the top of his head were spinning around his golden elixir, refining the dark green qi bit by bit. However, according to the technique, there should also be red qi and blood circulating in the golden elixir to warm the medicine.

According to his own understanding, when it comes to the Golden Elixir stage, it is like the process of the development of a divine being - the Golden Elixir is an egg, the three flowers of the top of the head are used to refine the impurities left over from the foundation-building and Qi-refining process, while the five Qis of the Chao Yuan provide it with nutrients and blood, allowing it to gradually develop into a baby, which is the Nascent Soul. When the Nascent Soul is nurtured, the Yang Spirit replaces this physical body, and the divine being breaks out of the body.

But now, because I was a Qing Nang Immortal in the past, I have almost no blood in my body to provide enough nutrients for the golden elixir. Mei Zhangjian was right, this matter requires patience... In a sense, there seems to be no shortcut to success in cultivation. There are gains and losses.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Wuxiang felt a slight palpitation in his heart and came out of his meditation.

It was already daybreak, but judging by the dryness of the fallen grass beneath him, three or four days must have passed.

Mei Zhangjian stood beside him, looking in the direction of the coffin city, and said softly, "The debtor is here."

(End of this chapter)