Chapter 790

Shi Xuan came back safe and sound, and his cultivation had improved greatly. He also brought back the Karmic Dissipation Flower, Nine Nether Black Bamboo, Death Qi Soul Stone, and other things. Penglai and the other Zhenrens were naturally happy. They chatted and shared some interesting things about their travels before they dispersed.

Zhenren Jiang began to meditate in isolation to adjust his state of mind, preparing to face the third heaven's punishment. Xie Fangwei and the others continued to practice the celestial method to stabilize their realm. Shi Xuan exchanged the refining method of the Virtuous Figures of Yin and most of the Nine Nether Qi with the sect. Anyway, he had a lot left, enough for him to exchange for the Qi of Black Yellow Merit and other mysterious things.

"Wan'er, come with me to Guang Han Sect later to meet Senior Meng. Firstly, thank her for helping me contact and find my whereabouts all these years. Secondly, ask her to help me to inform Xu Zhenjun, your grandmaster, and Zhenren Linló of my return to the sect, so that they won't be in danger because of me." Shi Xuan was very touched after knowing the efforts the sect had made for him all these years. As for Meng Nishang's help, he must personally go to thank her.

His Primordial Sense casually shrouded the sect. Shi Xuan suddenly found that Ming Qingyue was in the sect, and she had the cultivation of Yin Spirit. So he thought about it and carefully calculated for her, and then invited her to his cave residence later.

Chu Wan'er was dressed in white, like a lotus in the water. She was 15 or 16 years old and looked pure and charming. At this time, she walked side by side with Qing Suo in the emerald green dress behind Shi Xuan, like a pair of sisters.

After listening to Shi Xuan's words, she smiled softly and said, "Actually, before you came back, Wan'er was ready to go to Guang Han Sect in a few days. Master, are you going back to the cave residence first? Ao Gu, that lazy dragon, is sleeping soundly again. Haha, ever since Qing Suo recovered most of her strength, he has been bullied by her. "

Qing Suo didn't show his monkey face, but he winked at Chu Wan 'er and bared his teeth. "Master, I'm just teasing Ao Gu, I didn't go too far!" He said, "That's all!"

Seeing that Qing Suo respected and feared him so much, Shi Xuan was rather surprised. Before her strength recovered, she was still loyal and respectful, but she was not too afraid of him. Why did she change so much now?

The recovering Zi Ying Sword in Shi Xuan's soul seemed to sense Shi Xuan's surprise. It interrupted with a smile, "Qing Suo's probably almost at her second blight. She needs master's power, which is why she's keeping her monkey nature in check. She's very obedient to you."

With Zi Ying's words, Shi Xuan came to a realisation. Before the Great Calamity, the Qing Suo's third restriction should have been close to being refined. A million years had passed, so even though it was heavily injured, the third restriction should have been complete for over a hundred thousand years. Coupled with the fact that it had accepted a master, even if it was not refined by him, it would still descend faster than ordinary divine spiritual treasures. As a result, the decay of its second Celestial's Blight restriction was indeed fast.

"Qing Suo, how much longer until your second blight?" Shi Xuan's voice was calm as if he was asking casually.

However, Qing Suo jumped in fright. Her face immediately became fluffy, "Master, y- you know?" Clearly, she did not think that Shi Xuan would see through her thoughts so quickly. Afterwards, she scratched her head and said, "I- probably three or four thousand years of blight is about to descend."

Shi Xuan became slightly embarrassed. He thought that the Zi Ying Sword was referring to a few decades when it said that the blight would arrive soon. He forgot about the nature of the blight. It was relatively fast. Three or four thousand years was equivalent to thirty or forty years for human cultivators. As a result, he nodded gently, "I understand. I'll help you when the time comes."

Qing Suo's monkey face immediately beamed. She searched her body and found a bright, red fruit that gave off a sweet fragrance. She passed it to Shi Xuan, "Master, I found this when I went out for a stroll a few years ago. Although it's not a spiritual fruit of the world, it can extend your life and clear your mind. It's also very delicious!" She seemed to be quite reluctant to part with it and was drooling over it. It seemed like she originally wanted to hide it and enjoy it slowly, but now she was reluctantly offering it to her master to show her loyalty.

"You monkey head, you can keep it for yourself," Shi Xuan scolded jokingly after seeing Qing Suo's behavior. Who would steal a fruit from their own monkey?

As they spoke, the three of them arrived above Shi Xuan's dwelling on the Phecda Peak. Afterwards, they saw the door open and Ao Gu poke his head out. He looked around and immediately leapt out after seeing that there was no one else. He seemed to be taking this opportunity to seek refuge.

"Qing Suo, why, why are you back?" Ao Gu took a few steps back in fright. When he saw Shi Xuan, he immediately burst into tears, "Master, y- you're finally back!"

Shi Xuan comforted Ao Gu with a smile, while Qing Suo stood behind Shi Xuan obediently without saying anything.

…

After bringing Chu Wan'er and Qing Suo to visit Meng Nishang in the Guang Han Sect, Shi Xuan quickly returned to the sect.

During this meeting, other than using the energy of nine underworlds to express her gratitude and contacting Mo Yuan and the others, Meng Nishang also briefly mentioned the matter of Lin Xuantong, the Daoist in MaYi who occupied Tianji City. It was a little more complicated than before, because the Celestial Immortal behind him still had a good friend who was also in Yu Yutian at the moment. When the time came, he might come to help, so they had to act separately.

"Time really passes by quickly. In the blink of an eye, it has been 1300 years since Senior Meng entered the Celestial Being Realm. The aura on her body that seems near but is actually far away is getting stronger and stronger. If we don't delay it, I'm afraid the calamity of decay will descend in a thousand years." Shi Xuan pressed the conveyance light and sighed to Chu Wan'er.

When one reached the Celestial Being Realm, the deeper one's understanding of the Great Way and the more compatible one was with it, the faster one's cultivation would be, and the faster one's cultivation would be. And Meng Nishang's accumulation in this aspect was very strong, and her foundation was very solid. According to her, four hundred years ago, she had cultivated most of the Taiyin and Ice and Snow celestial techniques to the fifth level. Compared to some Celestial Immortals who had reached the calamity of decay and only had two or three celestial techniques that matched their realm, it was really incomparable.

Chu Wan'er had some admiration and yearning for Meng Nishang. "Yes, Senior Meng also joined hands with others to explore the deep periphery of the West Wilderness more than three hundred years ago. Although they didn't find any cave, they were still rare Immortals who returned safely with only minor injuries. They were really amazing."

When they returned to the cave residence, Shi Xuan found that Ming Qingyue was already waiting inside. She was still wearing her favorite purple dress, still so heroic, and didn't look haggard at all. It seemed that not reaching the Primordial Spirit for more than two thousand years did not cause any suffering.

"Seeing you like this, I'm relieved." Shi Xuan smiled and invited Ming Qingyue to sit down, and ordered Ao Gu to make tea.

Ming Qingyue smiled and said, "Shi Xuan, you are the same, easygoing and indifferent, and don't put on airs. Hehe, in fact, if you saw me a few hundred years earlier, I'm afraid you would be shocked and blurt out, 'This is definitely not the Ming Qingyue I know!' "

"What do you mean by that, Qingyue?" Shi Xuan took a sip of tea, and asked when he saw that Ming Qingyue didn't care about the torturous experience.

Ming Qingyue smiled and showed an expression of reminiscence, "For more than a thousand years, I've been traveling in Yu Yutian, and I've met and heard about many cultivators, some from other sects, some rogue cultivators, and I've been to the West Wilderness, the Demon Kingdom, and slowly entered the stage of being plagued by illusions. And since more than six hundred years ago, among the cultivators I've met and heard about, there were people who reached the Primordial Spirit one after another."

"So, when you compare yourself to yourself, you feel very disappointed. Is that why your Daoist heart is shaken? "Shi Xuan said lightly.

Ming Qingyue nodded slightly and smiled half-jokingly, "If they were all peerless geniuses like you, Shi Xuan, I would naturally be happy from the bottom of my heart, and there wouldn't be any ripples in my heart. But among these cultivators who reached the Primordial Spirit, there are only one or two who are comparable to me in terms of talent, Daoist heart, tempering, and firmness. As for the others who clearly felt that they were far inferior to me, there were still quite a few who reached the Primordial Spirit. It doesn't matter if they were fated to become Heavenly Immortals or Perfected Monarchs, or by chance, or by taking shortcuts such as Primordial Spirit of Heretic Path or Deification. "

"I used to ask myself back then. Was my path wrong? Was the martial art I chose extremely difficult to reach the Primordial Spirit? Was it because of the Black Dragon bloodline in my body? They were clearly inferior to me, and their Daoist heart was very ordinary, and their tempering was far less than mine. But why did they still catch up with me step by step, and even surpassed me, becoming the Primordial Spirit Zhenren admired by the world? " A layer of mist appeared in Ming Qingyue's eyes, reflecting her extraordinarily beautiful eyes. Obviously, those years of suffering had left a deep impression in her memory.

Since it was a casual conversation after the event, Shi Xuan naturally did not hold back and said, "Other than those who took shortcuts, the others who could reach the Primordial Spirit must have their own merits. It's just that you, Qingyue, didn't see it at that time."

"I've always known this truth, and now it's even clearer and firmer. But at that time, it was as if I was bewitched by the devil, filled with jealousy and inferiority complex. In addition, I was always haunted by falsehood, so I couldn't control myself. I felt that it was the martial art that held me back, and it was the Black Dragon bloodline that held me back, "Ming Qingyue sighed and said.

"Later on, there was my father's unsuccessful search for Pure Yang treasures, so he gave up on Dao and relied on Deification to enjoy a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. My mother and I only envied mandarin ducks and not celestials. The example I had since my childhood suddenly collapsed, making me full of doubts about whether I could continue on the path of Dao. So I thought if I should reincarnate in advance, get rid of the Black Dragon bloodline in my body, and transfer the 'Shenxiao True Technique'. "

Shi Xuan smiled gently and said, "But it seems that you couldn't put it into action in the end, Qingyue?" After such a torment, if Ming Qingyue could still persevere, then she could expect to become a Primordial Divinity.

Ming Qingyue took a sip of tea and calmed her mood, "After returning to the sect, I wanted to exchange for a chance to reincarnate again and again, but I was stopped at Dubhe Peak. There seemed to be a kind of power in the torment that stopped me from stepping on it. I asked myself, if I didn't have the Black Dragon bloodline, it would have been difficult for me to advance to the Spirit Realm when I was still in the Qi Gatherer Period. Moreover, after comparing many thunder techniques, excluding the factor of bloodline, I felt that I liked the Star River True Technique from the bottom of my heart. I liked the power of water, the power of stars, and the power of time."

"In the midst of the torment, my father sent me an ancient book, which he obtained when he was traveling outside. It specifically recorded the lives of many seniors who had achieved the Primordial Divinity of the orthodox Daoism. Although it wasn't very detailed, it could be seen from the few words that they had walked on this path, how difficult it was for them to walk on this path. They had witnessed the success of others countless times, and were repeatedly ridiculed and bullied, but they all persevered without hesitation, and finally achieved the Primordial Divinity."

"So my mood gradually calmed down, and from this calmness, a kind of power was born, and I got rid of the torment one by one. What did others have to do with me? And since the seniors could do it, why can't I?! What kind of bloodline it is is definitely not something that should be considered when achieving the Primordial Divinity! "

At the last sentence, Ming Qingyue smiled slightly, but it was like a hundred flowers blooming, dazzling and dazzling.

Shi Xuan clapped his hands and laughed, "This is called the heart will remain the same even after a thousand setbacks. Haven't you shown this intention since the day you and I met? It's just that compared to that time, you have less inferiority complex towards the Black Dragon bloodline. "

Ming Qingyue was stunned, and her life's experiences surfaced in her mind. After so many years, it turned out that her path had never changed, no matter how much inferiority complex, how much suffering, how much hesitation she had! She had only become indifferent to her obsessions!

She laughed softly, and tears rolled down her cheeks. Small and cute dragon horns appeared on her head, and she did as she pleased. Gradually, light overflowed from her body, and ripples of water that contained boundless starlight enveloped her.

"Lady, Lady Ming stepped into the Hidden Latch of Life and Death just like that?" Black Dragon Ao Gu, who was standing at the side, had his mouth wide open as he said in disbelief. He was considered Ming Qingyue's cousin, so he didn't call Ming Qingyue Martial Uncle like Shi Xuan's disciples, servants, and Primordial Spirits. Qing Suo, on the other hand, was not surprised at all as she chewed on a spiritual fruit that she had taken out of nowhere.

Shi Xuan smiled in relief, "When I calculated for her previously, I found that her accumulation was extremely vigorous, and it was already enough. She just lacked the final step. Even without my reminder, in the next few hundred years, it would be extremely easy for her to encounter an opportunity."

Sensing the movement in Shi Xuan's abode, Xie Fangwei, Chu Wan 'er, Yang Zongzhi, and the others all probed with their Primordial Senses. Only Zhenren Jiang, who was in closed-door training and eliminating the interference, did not notice anything at all. After he understood what was going on, they were all happy for Ming Qingyue, a Yin Spirit that had accumulated over two thousand years of experience.

A loud bang sounded in the unseen world. Ming Qingyue's Yin Spirit, along with the ripples of starlight that enveloped her, disappeared on the spot. Then, the world outside changed, and a storm started. Bits of bright starlight, azure water, and colorless time suddenly appeared and blended with the laws of heaven and earth. They quickly gathered and condensed into the image of a Primordial Spirit that was hundreds of feet in size.

There was a small black dragon horn on her head, on which talisman characters were densely packed, profound and mysterious. She wore a purple robe that was elegant and dignified. Her face was beautiful and full of heroic spirit. It was Ming Qingyue, but compared to before, she was much more free and easy, and determined.

Ming Qingyue's Primordial Spirit gradually shrank, and then she bowed deeply to Shi Xuan. Her joy and gratitude were beyond words. Shi Xuan did not stand on ceremony and accepted it with a smile. However, he did not say anything unnecessary. With the friendship between the two, it was natural that silence spoke louder than words. Everything was said without words.

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Thirty-nine years later, in the Tianji House of Tianji City in Xihuang.

Compared to before, the current Tianji City had a more somber atmosphere. Above the city, dark green clouds rolled, and the atmosphere was very terrifying. Even a Three-tribulation Yang God Zhenren would not be able to break this protective formation.

However, the protective formation was opened at the city gate to welcome the cultivators who came to congratulate them. The horizontal plaque on the city gate tower had been changed from Tianji City to Voodoo Sect.

The original main hall of the Tianji House was decorated magnificently. It was decorated with colorful lanterns and golden flowers, and dense Qi circulated. The Tianji List that had been placed here had long been moved elsewhere. However, the cultivators who came to the main hall had a cold, vicious, and hair-raising feeling in their hearts. This was the characteristic of the Voodoo Sect.

There were many tables in the main hall, but there were very few cultivators seated. The few Primordial Spirit Zhenren were itinerant cultivators and came from small sects. They more or less had the shadows of Heaven Immortals and Perfected Lords from other worlds behind them. As for the dozens of others, they were high-level itinerant cultivators who did not have a good life and had different purposes.

"There are so few people here. Are they so afraid of Perfected Lord Meng from Guang Han Sect? Perfected Master Lin also has the support of Heaven Immortals and Perfected Lords! "An old woman whose wrinkles could clamp a mosquito to death looked around and said disdainfully.

The young Yin God Venerable sitting next to her was not so calm. He communicated with the old woman with his divine sense. "According to the secret news I heard, Penglai has a Sect Guarding Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, which is equivalent to a Heaven Immortal and Perfected Lord. Although the Perfected Lord behind Perfected Master Lin is powerful, I'm afraid that two fists can't fight against four hands."

The matter of Shi Xuan killing a Three Tribulations Yang God Venerable with the Green Suo Sword was not a secret among Heaven Immortals and Perfected Lords. However, to Jindan and Yin Gods, it was an extremely secretive matter.

"Then why are you here? Aren't you afraid of being killed by Guang Han Sect and Penglai? "The old woman smiled and looked at the young Yin God Venerable with her wrinkles trembling.

The young Yin God Venerable smiled bitterly. "There's no other way. If I want to take a step forward, I can only choose to rely on Voodoo Sect and take a gamble. After all, with the support of a Heaven Immortal and Perfected Lord, no matter what, we can still defend!"

"Then let me tell you, Perfected Lord Cursed Spring has a good friend, Jing Mingzi, who is also a Heaven Immortal and is in the depths of West Wilderness. Today, he will come to help, which will definitely make Guang Han Sect and Penglai lose a lot of face. After all, in a situation where Penglai doesn't have a Heaven Immortal to control the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure before the Third Decay, it's weaker than a Perfected Lord of the same level." The old woman and Lin Xuantong were childhood friends, so she whispered to him about Voodoo Sect's preparations.

The young Yin God Venerable's face lit up when he heard this. He was right to come this time!

The few Primordial Spirit Venerables laughed and chatted. They were only here to observe the attitude and confidence of Yu Yutian and the other big sects. They wouldn't interfere in this matter, so they were very relaxed.

In the back hall, Lin Xuantong was wearing clothes made of linen. His hair was disheveled but not dirty. Together with his handsome face, he had a strange sense of beauty. He was respectfully talking to an old man in front of him who was also wearing linen clothes, but his hair was dark green knotted with a dark green hairpin. He said, "Master, Senior Jing Mingzi hasn't arrived yet, should we start on time?"

"Don't worry, he always arrives at the last moment. Besides, how can I not have other preparations?" Perfected Lord Cursed Spring smiled lightly. "I have already asked a Daoist friend from a big sect to borrow her Heavenly Spiritual Treasure. Although she hasn't gone through the Third Decay, it's enough."

Lin Xuantong was completely relieved this time. He closed his eyes and waited for the time to come.

…

In the clouds above Tianji City, there was an immortal palace surrounded by white clouds. The words "Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals" were written on the horizontal board at the front door. Inside were the Venerables of the seven big sects in Yu Yutian. They didn't have the ability to interfere, so they could only use the Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals to observe the progress of the matter.

"I heard that Perfected Lord Cursed Spring invited a good friend, Jing Mingzi, to help. I wonder if Perfected Meng knows about it?" The Hundred Herbs Venerable of Medicine King Sect, Mu Weijun, looked at Wu Yuee of Guang Han Sect worriedly.

Wu Yuee smiled and said, "Senior Shi has already brought the Green Dawn Sword to stop Jing Mingzi. I think he won't be able to reach Tianji City."

The Venerables nodded. Even if the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure was slightly weaker than a Venerable of the same level, it wouldn't be a problem as long as the other party didn't fight with his life. Besides, the Purple and Green Dual Swords disappeared together!

Only Qiao Mubai thought that according to the Great Boundless Flying Sword, the Green Dawn Sword was a Heavenly Spiritual Treasure. Even if it hadn't recovered its strength, it was on par with an ordinary Celestial Immortal, not to mention that it was compatible with Shi Xuan's attainments in swordsmanship.

His Great Boundless Flying Sword was not far from the fourth Heavenly Punishment.

"Venerables, the Green Dawn Sword has changed its name. It's called the Green Rope, for the purpose of rebirth." Chu Wan 'er interrupted with a smile. She was in a good mood. Although Perfected Jiang had a hard time thirty years ago, he still successfully passed the third Heavenly Punishment and was stabilizing his realm.

The Venerables smiled. They had never seen a Heavenly Spiritual Treasure change its name. Ge Huangting of Xiaoyao Sect asked, "So, Perfected Meng came to visit alone?"

"Grandmaster estimated that Perfected Lord Cursed Spring would stop her outside the city, so the one who came to visit was another low-profile One-tribulation Yang God Perfected Master. He had some connection with a Perfected Master from the Alliance of Itinerant Cultivators who died tragically. He was half a master of the Perfected Master, so he was the most suitable candidate. Hehe, speaking of which, he also has some connection with you, Perfected Qiao, "Wu Yuee looked at Qiao Mubai with a smile.

Qiao Mubai's handsome face was blank. He had no idea who it was, and so did the other Perfected Masters.

…

A clear conveyance light flew out from the yellow sand at the periphery of Xi Huang. Just as it was about to reach Tianji City, a green sword gleam flashed, and a sharp Qi exploded. Sword Qi covered the sky and the earth, and every sword gleam seemed to come from beyond the sky. They were ethereal but unusually sharp.

The yellow sand sky turned dark instantly. The sword gleams turned into beautiful stars that rose up and surrounded the Imperial Star of Myrtle, forming a mysterious formation that trapped Jing Mingzi within. White Tiger, Baihong, and Azure Dragon attacked from all directions. Moreover, this sword formation had a trace of ethereal green sword gleam, which made it even more mysterious and dangerous.

After being reminded by Perfected Lord Cursed Spring, Jing Mingzi was prepared. However, he did not expect the opponent's sword technique to be so strong. It was similar to the sword technique of a Divine Immortal who was not a sword cultivator. The opponent had fully displayed the power of the flying sword.

A clear treasure mirror appeared behind his head, emitting endless light. It shone on the sky and shone on the earth. Within the light, all the ethereal sword gleams appeared and became very heavy. Unfortunately, Jing Mingzi was half a beat slower. He saw the stars shining in the sky, and the bright light pierced through the Nine Heavens. It made him feel as if the sky and earth were spinning and the time and space around him were changing.

Although he was protected by his Natal Numinous Treasure, the Deep Candle Mirror, and was not injured, when the sky full of stars disappeared and the green sword gleams disappeared, Jing Mingzi became even more serious. This was because he was in an unknown world. The scenery was strange and spectacular. Above him, there were colorful thunder clouds shining and rumbling. Below him, there were tens of thousands of miles of ice. The laws of heaven and earth were suppressing and weakening him.

On the tallest ice peak, there was a young Perfected Master in a plain green Taoist robe sitting cross-legged. Beside him stood a girl in a green dress, boiling tea and distributing water. In front of him was an ordinary table. He smiled faintly and said, "Perfected Lord Jing Mingzi, why fight to the death for the Cursed Spring? Such a beautiful scene, why don't we have a cup of tea and chat for a while?" Being able to suppress others with his power, Shi Xuan naturally would not risk his life.