"Sir, you're already so strong when you've just entered the Nascent Soul Stage?" Qin Yitian murmured. She was still shocked by Lu Qingshan's Tide Break.
Qian Liu was not a weak Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. He came from a top sect and had a top inheritance. He was a Peak Nascent Soul Stage cultivator who was on the Yellow Board.
Such a person could not be considered weak. However, he could not even block three attacks from her Sir …
"The gap between me and him isn't as big as you think. I just used a few tricks.
In that situation, for the sake of the Sword-cleansing Pool's reputation, he could only choose not to dodge. He chose to fight me head-on. "Lu Qingshan was not arrogant and explained softly.
"If that wasn't the case and it was a battle of life and death, even if I was able to defeat him, it would definitely not be this easy."
The Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression was his most powerful attack.
Qian Liu's Water Sword Will was completed. His famous sword style was also known for its long duration.
The Blue Wave Sword was good at fighting for a long time.
The longer the battle dragged on, the higher his chances of winning.
But Lu Qingshan directly shortened the outcome of the battle to within three sword strikes.
This was equivalent to using his strength to attack his opponent's weakness.
It was reasonable that the Blue Wave Sword was defeated in one attack.
Moreover, even if he was in the Nascent Soul Stage, he could bear the huge burden of using the Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression. However, the three attacks still consumed a lot of spiritual power.
Therefore, he was not as relaxed as he was in reality.
However, in a battle, wasn't it always about using one's strength to attack the enemy's weakness?
He could make use of the situation and use the most suitable battle method to defeat his opponent quickly. In fact, it was also his ability.
…
"Lu Qingshan, where are we going?" Gu Yiyi's muffled voice sounded.
She suddenly realized that after Lu Qingshan left the Fengling River, the surrounding scenery gradually became more and more desolate.
Now, as far as the eye could see, it was already a vast expanse of yellow sand. It was the same everywhere.
The yellow sand piled up into layers of brown mounds one after another. Some were high, some were low, and they were scattered in different places.
This was a boundless desert, but it also had its own unique charm.
Unfortunately, Gu Yiyi could not appreciate such charm.
She, who had the Great River of Forgetfulness as her companion, loved the vast ocean the most. She was instinctively repulsed by this scene of yellow soil.
Lu Qingshan replied, "Hiding from the wind and searching for a fortuitous encounter. A fortuitous encounter to improve one's true meaning of origin."
The Cultivation World was not a peaceful place.
Fighting was forever the main theme of cultivators.
Under such circumstances, the Sword Purification Pool, as the second strongest sword cultivation sect in the world, would definitely have friction and rift with the Sword Sect.
On the surface, they would not do anything to Lu Qingshan, just like how Lu Qingshan would not kill Qian Liu for no reason.
However, he had just humiliated the Sword Cleansing Pool in front of so many people. Now that he was in their territory, it was hard to guarantee that the Sword Cleansing Pool would not do anything to him in secret.
Therefore, it was necessary to hide their presence for a period of time to avoid the limelight.
As for increasing the True Meaning of Origins …
This was because cultivators could only condense their Dao Seed and advance to the Void Refinement realm when their own comprehension of the intent realm reached perfection.
Therefore, from the moment they entered the Nascent Soul realm, those who had the ambition to advance to the Void Refinement realm would have to start using all kinds of methods to improve their intent realm.
The reason was very simple. Just like the college entrance examination, one could not possibly start revising in the last month before the college entrance examination, right?
As for Lu Qingshan, because he had the True Meaning of Origins, "Immortality", the need to improve became even more urgent and necessary.
The strength of the True Meaning of Origins was unquestionable. The enhancement of a cultivator's combat power had already reached an extremely exaggerated level.
However, the Heavenly Dao had always been fair.
The difficulty of comprehending and improving such a heaven-defying True Meaning of Origins was also unimaginable.
First, he used the True Meaning of Immortality that was given to him by the Longevity Whale. Under the guidance of Mountain Lord Qing Qiu, he was able to comprehend the embryonic form.
Then, he comprehended the Dao Opening Spiritual Light Mark given to him by the Netherworld Hell Lord and finally reached the Immortality realm.
This was the difficulty of comprehending.
The shockingly talented Ji Chuan could not advance to the Void Refinement realm because he could not cultivate the True Meaning of Origins to perfection.
This was the difficulty of improving.
To Lu Qingshan, it was still necessary to prepare for a rainy day.
The improvement of the concept was completely different from the cultivation of the cultivation method.
It did not rely on bitter cultivation. Instead, it relied on the coincidental enlightenment obtained from traveling tens of thousands of miles, or the enlightenment of natural wonders, as well as some precious opportunities such as the Dao Opening Spiritual Light and the enlightenment of the Origin Realm.
This was also the reason why Lu Qingshan was not in a hurry to return to the Eastern Region after coming to the Western Region.
In his memory, there was a great opportunity in the Mogao Desert near the Western Region's White Region. It was still in the budding stage, and no one had noticed it yet.
And this fortuitous encounter would help him improve his own True Intent of Origin.
Hearing Lu Qingshan's words, Gu Yiyi pursed her lips. She had nothing to say. She snorted, turned around, and no longer made a sound.
She decided to hibernate for a while.
After waking up, Lu Qingshan should have left this place, right?
'I'm good at sleeping.'
Gu Yiyi nodded in satisfaction in her heart.
It was shameful to escape, but it was useful!
.....
The landscape of the Eastern Region was picturesque. Hence, it nurtured the most romantic Sword Sect.
The Northern Region's highlands were extremely cold. The howling winds on the snowy plains nurtured the most tenacious wills of the human race. Hence, the First Hall of the Taoist Sect, which was known for its dedication to the study of the various arts of cultivation, was born.
The Southern Region was rich and powerful, and had abundant resources. The Taoist Sect, which had the most people and the proudest of themselves, had taken root there, and the Tai Qing Palace was born.
The Western Region's greatest characteristic was its desolation. A large part of it was desert.
Due to its barrenness, scarcity of resources, cruelty of the environment, and viciousness of the world, in the Western Desert, the Body Cultivators who could adapt to the harsh environment, and even took the initiative to look for harsh environments to cultivate, flourished.
The Dragonelephant Temple, the holy land of Body Cultivators, originated from the Western Desert.
However, the Dragonelephant Temple was different from other sects.
The location of its sect was not limited to one place.
It had branches all over the Western Region.
Four courtyards, 36 temples, and 72 temples.
Together, it was called the Dragonelephant Temple, the invincible Taoist Sect.
.....
Lu Qingshan flew on his sword in the sky.
The Mogao Desert was very quiet. Other than the sound of the wind, there was nothing else.
However, this did not mean that there were no living creatures in the desert.
As far as he knew, under the yellow sand, there were unknown sand demons lurking.
Lu Qingshan looked around. It was a vast expanse. In the end, he could only look up at the starry sky, find a guiding star, and continue to move forward into the depths of the desert.
In the desert, other than yellow sand, there was only yellow sand. In the desert, there was nothing to refer to. The only thing he could trust was the eternal, unchanging stars in the sky.
Lu Qingshan did not know exactly how big the Mogao Desert was.
However, after flying for an entire day with the speed of his sword, the surrounding scenery did not change at all.
Another day later, something different finally appeared in the desert that was filled with yellow sand.
A touch of faint green was imprinted in his eyes. In the dry air, there was also a hint of moisture.
Where there was water in the desert, it was called an oasis. Wherever an oasis was, there would be people gathered.
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He rode his sword in the direction of the source of the water.
As expected, not long after, a yellow city appeared at the end of Lu Qingshan's line of sight.
This yellow city wasn't squarish. Instead, it was shaped like a leaf and landed in the middle of the desert.
On the yellow city wall, there was a huge ferocious beast pattern imprinted on it.
It was a ferocious bird with its wings spread out. Its body was surrounded by flames. The strange thing was that the feathers of this ferocious bird were white, blue, red, yellow, and green. It was very magical.
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He had already recognized this ferocious bird.
The Five-colored Sparrow was an ancient bird.
The reason why it was imprinted on the city wall was that this Five-colored Sparrow was the totem of the human race in this city.
This was also a characteristic of the Body Cultivators of the Western Region.
To cultivate the power of the totem, with the help of the essence and blood of ferocious beasts and birds, they used some special methods to inscribe ferocious beast runes in their bodies.
These ferocious beasts were called totems by the Body Cultivators.
Lu Qingshan descended from the sky and slowly walked toward the yellow city called East Sparrow City.
There were two major forces in the Mogao Desert. One was the Alliance of Nine Tribes, and the other was the Sand Bandits.
The Alliance of Nine Tribes was an alliance formed by the nine largest totem tribes in the Mogao Desert. Each totem tribe had built an ancient city. East Sparrow City was one of the nine cities.
The Sand Bandits were a little more special. They were an evil cultivator organization.
The leader was an evil cultivator with the nickname "Old Vulture."
In his early years, because of his evil cultivation, his methods were cruel and he killed countless people. He was wanted by the Da Xia Kingdom. He was lucky to escape. With nowhere else to go, he simply burrowed into the Mogao Desert, which was not under the jurisdiction of the Da Xia Kingdom.
The Mogao Desert was vast and desolate. How could the Da Xia Kingdom find a cultivator who burrowed into it?
Because of this, Old Vulture was able to roam free and get away scot-free.
However, that was not all. Old Vulture was a man with an active mind. After living in seclusion in the Mogao Desert, he gathered a few evil cultivators of the same path and started to become "Sand Bandits."
They specialized in killing lone cultivators in the Mogao Desert, as well as extorting and intimidating those small totemic tribes, collecting the so-called protection fees, committing all sorts of crimes. Unexpectedly, the profits were plentiful. Moreover, because Great Xia's influence couldn't reach here, the evil arts they cultivated were even more unbridled.
After they gradually made a name for themselves, more and more evil cultivators who had nowhere else to go, or rogue cultivators who desired more power, chose to join them.
Because of this, the second major force in the Mogao Desert, the "Sand Bandits," rose from the ground.
The Sand Bandits were all desperate cultivators, and they did not have a fixed base.
As the saying went, "A barefooted person is not afraid of a footed person." Hence, even the Alliance of Nine Tribes, who were natives, was wary of them.
Fortunately, although the Sand Bandits were unscrupulous, they still had some sense of propriety. At least, they would not openly provoke the Alliance of Nine Tribes. Hence, the Alliance of Nine Tribes could only hold their noses and let the Sand Bandits do as they pleased.
.....
Lu Qingshan's objective in entering East Vermilion Bird City was very clear.
The opportunity he was looking for was called the Thunder-Generating Fruit.
The Thunder-Generating Fruit was a wondrous item that was born from the lightning of heaven and earth.
Lightning was a symbol of destruction and death. Wherever it descended, there would be destruction. Even when a cultivator reached a high level, the Heavenly Axiom would send down lightning tribulations as a test to stop the cultivator from continuing to absorb the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth.
However, when things reached an extreme, they would move in the opposite direction. Under such terrifying lightning, a wondrous item that contained boundless vitality could be born.
Moreover, since lightning possessed such great destructive power, it naturally contained boundless energy.
The Thunder-Generating Fruit was a gift from lightning.
Within the lightning, a divine medicine that contained lightning energy and vitality would be born. It would continuously absorb the power of lightning, and in the end, the Thunder-Generating Fruit would be born.
After consuming the Thunder-Generating Fruit and refining its power, not only would one's cultivation base improve greatly, but the boundless vitality it contained could also extend a cultivator's lifespan. Other than that, it could also help a cultivator to comprehend the Immortality True Meaning.
In the Nine Days storyline in his previous life, a huge regional quest appeared in the Mogao Desert, which attracted countless players from the Western Region.
The news spread quickly among the players, so even Lu Qingshan, who was not in the Western Region at the time, heard about it.
In the 20th year of the Immortal Martial Arts, in the deepest part of the Mogao Desert, there was a surge of auspicious air and lightning, as if a Chaos Treasure was born.
Then, the entire Mogao Desert was in an uproar because of this. Several terrifying Great Demons fought to the death for the unknown treasure.
It was an earth-shattering battle. The terrifying aura of the Great Demons shook the entire desert, and the aftershocks were extremely terrifying.
The Sand Demons that were sleeping under the yellow sand were awakened by this aura. They were so scared that they all fled, forming a terrifying Demon Wave that completely drowned and devoured the Nine Totem Cities and thousands of small human tribes in the Mogao Desert.
This was a great catastrophe, a great tragedy. The people of a city were swallowed by the Demon Wave in the blink of an eye and razed to the ground. No one survived, as if it was the end of the world.
At that time, the mission given to the players was to buy as much time as possible and save as many humans as possible.
Stop the Demon Wave? Even the officials did not expect this.
This was the general trend. For tens of thousands of years, no one knew how many Sand Demons had been hiding in the Mogao Desert. Once they erupted, no one could stop them.
After the dust settled, the players learned the truth.
The origin of all this was the Thunder-Generating Fruit.
In a huge thunderstorm, the Thunder-Generating Fruit completely ripened. It released endless spiritual energy and lightning, attracting the Great Demons in the Mogao Desert.
The four Great Demons fought for the Thunder-Generating Fruit, which led to the Blood Calamity.
Ever since Lu Qingshan came to the White Province, his memories of this mission were stirred up.
If the Demon Wave arose, he did not have the ability to stop it.
But at this time, he had the ability to nip this Blood Calamity in the bud.
Because the fuse of the Blood Calamity was the Thunder-Generating Fruit.
And now, it was only the third year of Tian Yuan. The Thunder-Generating Fruit had not yet ripened, and it was still growing somewhere in the Mogao Desert.
If he could find the Thunder-Generating Fruit early and pluck it, then the Demon Wave would not have arisen, right?
With his personality, how could he turn a blind eye to a chance to stop the fall of the heavens and save the people from suffering?
Not to mention, the Thunder-Generating Fruit was still very useful to him.
Why not kill two birds with one stone?
The problem was that he only knew that the Thunder-Generating Fruit grew in the depths of the Mogao Desert, but he did not know the specific location.
The Mogao Desert was so vast that it was impossible to find the Thunder-Generating Fruit without knowing.
Therefore, since he had come across a large human city, he wanted to enter and see if he could obtain some relevant information from the local cultivators.
As soon as he entered East Vermilion Bird City, Lu Qingshan's eyes lit up.
A unique group of yellow buildings with desert characteristics appeared in his sight.
The pedestrians on the road were all wrapped in long robes and headscarves.
This was to prevent sand and sunscreen.
"Hmm, this is interesting," Lu Qingshan suddenly said softly.
Because among the group of pedestrians wrapped in long robes, Lu Qingshan saw a little novice monk wearing a light red kasaya. He was very eye-catching.
There was a saying that was widely spread among the players:
In the West Region, the type of people that you should not provoke the most were bald people.
First, it was because the most ferocious sect of body cultivators was the ascetic monks.
It was very likely that a random monk you met was a powerful body cultivator who had an extraordinary physical body.
Second, it was because of the Longxiang Temple of the Taoist Sect. Although not everyone in the Longxiang Temple was a monk, at least 70% to 80% of the disciples were bald.
However, the reason why Lu Qingshan found it interesting was not because he saw a monk, but because this little novice monk looked very young. He was only 13 or 14 years old, but he was wearing a kasaya that only a preaching monk could wear.
Could he explain the scriptures at such a young age?
More interestingly, there was a little oriole hidden in the little novice monk's sleeve. It looked very intelligent and was clearly a demon that had already gained sentience.
This was a strange combination of a little novice monk and a little oriole demon.
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