Chapter 412

When the huge ball of lightning slowly dissipated, Hong Zhishan's figure appeared in it. His neatly groomed black robe had become tattered, and the tall hat on his head was slanted to one side. He looked very disheveled.

"Junior Martial Brother Shi's swordsmanship is really brilliant. I am not as good as you, "Hong Zhishan said perfunctorily with his hands clasped in front of his chest. His face was ugly and his tone was stiff. In any case, he was very angry to be defeated by Shi Xuan. After all, not everyone was broad-minded.

Shi Xuan didn't care about his attitude. The winner didn't care about these things. He smiled and said, "Senior Martial Brother, you let me win. Which Martial Uncle will fight with me next? "He looked at Ling Qing and Yue Yinxin who were standing on the side.

Ling Qing spoke first, "Let me experience Martial Nephew Shi's swordsmanship. But Martial Nephew Shi, you have fought two battles in a row. You should take a rest first. " Just now, Shi Xuan had defeated Gu Xinxuan and Hong Zhishan in a row. He had displayed his swordsmanship to the fullest. Ling Qing also understood that Shi Xuan's title as the number one swordsman below the Jindan Stage was not for nothing. But his tone was firm and contained strong confidence. It seemed that he already had a way to restrain Shi Xuan's swordsmanship.

Shi Xuan also felt Ling Qing's confidence. So he made up his mind to use his full strength to avoid being defeated. In fact, even if Ling Qing didn't show such confidence, Shi Xuan would still use his full strength. After all, Ling Qing had cultivated for nearly three hundred years. He was a master of the Spirit Soul Stage. He had more or less some hidden means, magic tools, or spiritual tools. Besides, he had rich experience. So, Shi Xuan had already decided to use the Tai Chi Diagram at the beginning of the battle. He wanted to end the battle quickly, so that he wouldn't have a chance to turn the tables.

After a while, Shi Xuan opened his eyes and said respectfully, "Martial Uncle Ling Qing, please enlighten me."

Ling Qing nodded and released the Thunder Fire Mirror, which floated behind his head. Then he put on the Taiyi Purple Smoke Ring, which emitted a thick purple light to protect his body. Then he said, "Martial Nephew Shi, please."

Shi Xuan didn't answer. As usual, he turned the Thunder Demon Sword into lightning and slashed toward Ling Qing. At the same time, the Tai Chi Diagram in his dantian turned into a golden bridge and flew toward Ling Qing.

When Ling Qing saw the Heaven Thunder Demon Sword transform into green lightning, his expression remained unchanged. He threw out an item in his hand, which grew longer and larger with the wind. It turned out to be a large net that flickered with silvery-white light, enveloping the Heaven Thunder Demon Sword within. The runes on it sparkled, locking down the surrounding space and falling down with an unstoppable force. It was the same method that Gu Yizhen used to deal with Lu Lingxiao. From this, it could be seen that this was one of the effective methods to deal with the Sword Qi Thunder Sword Technique.

Seeing that the large net was about to envelop the Heaven Thunder Demon Sword, even a cultivator as knowledgeable and experienced as Ling Qing revealed a hint of joy. After all, Shi Xuan only had one spiritual weapon, the flying sword. His natal magic weapon was not a flying sword. If he used the flying sword, which was a Level Eight Perfection Realm magic weapon, to unleash the Sword Qi Thunder Sound, it would not be able to do anything to his spiritual weapon, the Taiyi Purple Smoke Ring.

But at this moment, an all-encompassing, sacred, and mighty golden bridge flew from Shi Xuan's body and landed on top of Ling Qing's head. Wherever it passed, the ripples of Spirit Qi in the air calmed down. It was as if space and time had stopped slightly. The big net of silver light inevitably paused for a moment. The Thunder Demon Demon Sword took advantage of this gap and passed through it. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the Taiyi Purple Smoke Ring and stopped beside Ling Qing.

When the Paramita Golden Bridge crossed the void and landed between Ling Qing and Shi Xuan, Ling Qing saw the vast, mysterious, and profound golden bridge and felt his surroundings quiet down. The Thunder Demon Demon Sword disappeared, the big net of silver light disappeared, and the vast starry sky disappeared … His entire spirit paused for a moment. The circulation of his True Qi stopped for a moment. His life artifact, the Thunder Fire Mirror, and the protective spirit artifact, the Taiyi Purple Smoke Ring, also paused for a moment.

When Ling Qing woke up from this stagnation, he saw that the green lightning was floating in front of him, and the sword light was faintly flickering. This gave Ling Qing a fright. When he looked around him again, he saw that the Taiyi Purple Smoke Ring and the Thunder Fire Mirror were undamaged and could be used normally. When he recalled what had happened just now, he deeply felt the mysteriousness and terror of the mighty golden bridge.

Just now, he had only thought that the golden bridge was Shi Xuan's defensive life artifact. He even laughed in his heart at how cowardly Martial Nephew Shi was to choose this kind of defensive life artifact for his life artifact. Although its power was extraordinary, its use was too simple. He didn't expect it to be so mysterious and terrifying. It could actually freeze Vitality, freeze one's spirit, freeze one's artifact, and freeze spirit artifacts …

Shi Xuan saw Ling Qing's face change from white to green, green to red, and red to black. After a long while, he sighed and said, "There really are new talents in the world. The new generation excels the old. I'm old, and I'm not as good as you, Martial Nephew Shi."

"Martial Nephew thanks Martial Uncle Ling Qing for your advice." Shi Xuan answered in a formal manner. He originally wanted to say, "It's also because Martial Uncle's cultivation is profound that I used my full strength." This kind of reply would be a small compliment to the other party. But then he thought that this would make him look down on Gu Xinxuan and Hong Zhishan. So, he chose this kind of watertight but not outstanding answer.

Ling Qing nodded and said with a sigh, "But we cultivators still have to focus on the realm of cultivation. When the realm of cultivation increases, the strength will naturally increase as well. Martial Nephew, as long as you don't achieve the Gold Core, others will covet your position of the first seat. I'm almost 300 years old. Although I've taken longevity pills, I don't have much time left. Maybe in a few years I won't be able to hold on. I'll use the Nine Revolutions Nine Return Jade Liquid Divine Pill to achieve the middle-grade Gold Core. At that time, if Martial Nephew doesn't achieve the Gold Core, don't blame me for being impolite. After all, if I can reincarnate, these accumulated insights can be brought to the next life. "

Shi Xuan could only bitterly smile. His Divine Soul had only reached perfection a few years ago, so it was a bit far away to say that he could achieve the Gold Core. If there really was a Divine Soul Elder who gave up the Primordial Soul Great Dao and turned to achieve the middle-grade Gold Core, there was nothing he could do. Even if he used all his methods, the most he could guarantee was that he could escape from the middle-grade Jindan Grandmaster. He had no chance of winning, especially when it came to the realm of cultivation.

Ling Qing no longer spoke and retreated to Gu Xinxuan's side. Seeing this, Shi Xuan respectfully asked Yue Yinxin, "Next, will Martial Uncle Yue appoint Martial Nephew?"

Hearing this, Yue Yinxin was silent for a moment. After a long time, she faintly said, "Forget it. Martial Nephew, I wholeheartedly accept you as the first seat." It was because she saw Shi Xuan's cultivation and methods that he defeated three people in a row. She weighed herself. Her swordsmanship could still be resisted, but the mysterious Golden Bridge was hard to predict. Without the talismans and secret treasures that she had accumulated for many years, she had no chance of winning. Therefore, she didn't want to embarrass herself.

Mo Yuan lightly said, "Since you have no objections, then Shi Xuan will be our peak's first seat. Tomorrow, we will hold the ceremony in the Receiving Heaven Hall." Because he had already informed the Sect Leader of this matter, he didn't need to worry about whether he could make it in time. Besides, for the people of the Path of Immortals, how could they hold a ceremony like in the secular world, where they could prepare for ten or twenty days and settle everything with a few spells? Moreover, Penglai's ceremony had always been solemn, not gorgeous enough, and even very simple.

Seeing that Ling Qing and the others were silent and didn't object, Mo Yuan pointed with his finger, and the vast starry sky suddenly disappeared without a trace. Everyone was still standing in Mo Yuan's cave residence. The stone table, stone stools, cattail hassock, and teacups inside were still in good condition. Especially the tea in the teacups was still so full, without any spillage. It was as if the several powerful fights just now were just illusions, which was exactly the mystery of the Illusory Void.

Moreover, when he used the Illusory Void to fight with others, he could have the home advantage. His strength increased by more than ten percent, and the opponent's strength decreased by more than ten percent. For example, when Jindan Grandmaster fought with Jindan Grandmaster who didn't know the Illusory Void, even if the former's strength was slightly inferior to the latter, if the latter didn't have corresponding means, he would definitely lose.

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The next day. Heaven Reception Hall on Dubhe Peak.

Outside the hall, several hundred outer sanctum disciples and close to a hundred inner sanctum disciples were already waiting. They were whispering to each other.

"What's going on? Do we need to gather all of us here? "A bronze-skinned young man whispered to his companion beside him.

His companion was extremely tall, about nine feet tall, but his face looked a little immature, and he didn't look very old. He said in a low voice, "Could it be that something big has happened?"

"Zhou Banyu, I also know that something big has happened, but I'm asking what it is!" The bronze-skinned young man looked anxiously at his companion. Although this Zhou Banyu was tall and heavy, he didn't seem to be very shrewd. It was unknown how he passed the disciple recruitment assembly four years ago.

"Bingnan, what are you guys talking about?" Chi Zhengde walked over. Compared to a few years ago, his baby-faced face was more mature.

When Li Bingnan saw Chi Zhengde and Chi Caibo, who came over with him, his face was first excited, then hesitant. In the end, he saluted gloomily and said, "Reporting to Martial Uncle Chi, the Martial Nephews are discussing why everyone is gathered here today." It turned out that two years ago, two years after they entered the sect, Chi Zhengde and Chi Caibo had broken through to the Qi Drawing Stage and entered the inner sanctum of Penglai.

"Bingnan, we're all friends, so there's no need to be so reserved," Chi Zhengde said with a sigh. Chi Zhengde sighed. Zhou Banyu and Li Bingnan entered the Penglai Sect at the same time as Chi Zhengde and Chi Zhengde. They did missions together, teased a certain arrogant disciple from a certain clan, and endured their counterattacks together. Chi Zhengde initially thought that they would become good friends for many years, but he did not expect that ever since Chi Zhengde and Li Bingnan entered the Qi Channeling Stage, they began to drift apart.

One reason was that after the two of them entered the Qi Drawing Stage, they were busy cultivating in seclusion to transform their Inner Qi into the Myriad Heavens Thunder True Qi, so they didn't have much contact with their good friends. Even today was a break in between their seclusion. When they saw that the sect was gathering everyone to participate in the ceremony at the Reception Hall, they came over to take a look. After all, they couldn't be like Shi Xuan, who could completely adjust his state of mind during his first long seclusion. They still needed to slowly grasp the ability to stay in seclusion until their True Qi was complete. It was unavoidable for them to come out and rest for a few days in between. This was also a normal process of cultivation for cultivators. It was a kind of cultivation to transform one's state of mind.

This was also the meaning of the orthodox Daoism's dual cultivation of life and death. Without a state of mind that grasped power, without a state of mind that could adapt to longevity, one wouldn't be able to obtain power and longevity. Even if one obtained it by chance, it would be the descent of suffering and pain, not the beginning of freedom.

In the secular world, immortals who cultivated for thousands or tens of thousands of years only felt lonely were speculating with the state of mind of an ordinary person. This kind of cultivator who only felt lonely couldn't cultivate great power, let alone grasp it. They should have long since self-destructed due to madness or self-destruction due to Qi deviation in their long and lonely cultivation lives.