Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 683 Every Drink and Every Peck Has Its Cause and Effect
Lin Xuanzhi strolled into the Daoist palace and immortal abode that had evolved from the five internal organs of the Juxia Feixian Mountain range.

The primordial spirit of the immortal sword behind him was half asleep and half awake, but his face clearly showed signs of frustration, and there was a black and white magic seal formed by the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the silver-white talisman between his eyebrows.

Only with these two methods combined could most of the power of the immortal sword be sealed.

Ultimately, Lin Xuanzhi was clearly taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, and the other party had underestimated him from the start.

However, if the sword hadn't deliberately exposed itself, hiding within the Sacred Embryo Mountain using its own mysterious power, Lin Xuanzhi wouldn't have discovered its trace at all. His attention was more drawn to the Sacred Embryo of the Yang God who had failed its tribulation.

Lin Xuanzhi teased the Sword Spirit Child with a mischievous grin, "Why did you have to do that? Just stay hidden, and we'll keep to ourselves."

"According to my family's abbot's calculations, this place should be unclaimed."

"You don't seem to be intentionally trying to take over Diao'ao Rock for yourself."

Upon hearing this, the sword spirit's tone betrayed its dejection and unwillingness, but it also said calmly, "I am only cultivating here. After the weakened period of the Fourth Nine Tribulation, I will break through the void and leave."

Although Diao'ao Rock can be considered a superior blessed land, it is really dispensable for Chunyang Lingbao, and can only be considered a simple place to live.

Lin Xuanzhi's gaze swept across the immortal abode, and he asked in a slightly serious tone, "Was this place transformed from your former master?"

A clear ripple appeared in the sword spirit's eyes, and a hint of nostalgia surfaced on his face. After a long while, he spoke softly.

"Not the master, but a friend, a fellow traveler, and someone with whom we move forward hand in hand."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuanzhi raised an eyebrow in surprise, his tone carrying a hint of praise: "It seems that this senior Dao Xiao must be a person of great merit and virtue."

"He has not yet vanished!" the sword spirit suddenly exclaimed.

His eyes shone brightly, as if gazing into the distance, and he said in a complex yet firm tone, "I bear a part of its Dao seed; its Dao has not vanished, and its will endures!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but look at the sword spirit again with a probing gaze, feeling as if the Pure Yang Immortal Sword had been stripped bare and seen through. He subconsciously wanted to unleash his sword intent and swing it.

Lin Xuanzhi, being quite sensible, withdrew his gaze after a brief glance, and then with a flick of his sleeve, a simple and ancient stone tablet, imbued with Daoist charm, slowly rose from the center of the Dao Palace Immortal Abode.

"So, although you have no intention of occupying this place, you also do not want others to enter and disturb the resting place of the deceased?"

Seeing that Lin Xuanzhi had easily revealed the secret, the sword spirit wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

The inscription on the stone tablet was not extensive; it began with a poem that read:

Through countless trials and tribulations, one attains the true path.
For ten thousand years, the dust of the five elements has been traversed.

He stepped lightly into the Thunder Pool, utterly fearless.
The flames of calamity laugh as they burn, scattering souls as they may.

The sacred embryo has an end, and its fate is known to Heaven.
I entrust the fruit of the Way to my old friend.

The sword in its sheath gleams like the stars.
Waiting to sever the Heavenly Mark and prove the Dao's purity.

"What a virtuous immortal! With such high expectations and hopes for you, it's no wonder you're willing to stay here."

"We do not know the name of this immortal, so that we may pay our respects."

The sword spirit's eyes flashed, and it said in a slightly low voice, "When the body dies, the Dao dissipates, and everything becomes empty. The true spirit has long since dissipated, so let's not mention the name."

Lin Xuanzhi shook his head with a smile: "No, no. Since you have inherited his Dao and his will, this immortal has not completely disappeared, so you should also pass on his name."

He pointed to a celestial book and a secret technique on the back of the stone tablet: "The preservation of this knowledge is also a hope that future generations can follow its path and cultivate pure yang."

The sword spirit's eyes were unfocused, and his tone was ethereal: "He reincarnated several times, proving the primordial spirit each time, and even twice stepped into the realm of the Yang God. We have been together for tens of thousands of years..."

"However, he did not become pure Yang, and he reincarnated too many times. His true spirit had reached its limit and collapsed into the world. Even if he was nourished and reassembled by reincarnation, he would no longer be the original."

"He told me not to stubbornly search for that ambiguous flower, so I listened to him..."

"After focusing on cultivation again, I finally escaped the Fourfold Tribulation two thousand five hundred years ago."

"This way, I can say I haven't disappointed him..."

Lin Xuanzhi listened quietly to the sword spirit's self-murmured words, then seemed to understand. "Two thousand five hundred years... With your own profound knowledge, the period of weakness after the calamity shouldn't be this long. Are you comprehending the mysteries of the calamity?"

The sword spirit glanced at Lin Xuanzhi in surprise, then nodded slightly and said, "That's right."

"My name is Yiyuan Tianqing Jiemie Dao Sword. It was created by a Shangqing Zhenren tens of thousands of years ago. He invited two Yang Shen, Guangcheng and Xuandu, to jointly refine the immortal sword, intending to forge me into an unparalleled immortal sword that could suppress many flying swords of immortals, demons, monsters, and Buddhas."

"But he was only at the second level of the Calamity Realm. Although he invited two Xuanmen Immortals to cultivate with him, I only survived the fire with their help when I first achieved it."

"Later, in their disappointment, they sealed me away in the eye of creation, where the four seas meet, to hone me, but they never came looking for me..."

"Later, I survived the storm during the ban and waited for Lie Zhenzi. At that time, he had just achieved the primordial spirit as a rogue cultivator. He was full of vigor and high spirits."

"Since then, we have been together, roaming the vast world and traversing the azure sky, and tens of thousands of years have passed since then."

Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but sigh, and as he ran his fingers across the sword, the restrictions on it dissipated.

"you?"

The sword spirit was instantly enveloped in pure energy, containing myriad phenomena within, with endless cycles of birth and death, as if it were about to unleash its power.

Clearly, Lin Xuanzhi's actions were unexpected by the Immortal Sword team, after all, someone would actually let go of the Immortal Sword they had obtained.

With defenses in place, even if the Divine Treasure of Misfortune and the Six Paths of Reincarnation were used together, the Immortal Sword was confident that it would not be affected this time!
Lin Xuanzhi's expression was gentle, and he said sincerely, "The bond between man and sword is deep, and the two are kindred spirits. I deeply admire them."

"Although Diao'ao Rock is an excellent place, suitable for me to build a magical array to deal with wind disasters, it will inevitably damage the spiritual energy and charm of this place afterward, and it may take more than a thousand years to recover."

"Senior Liezhenzi gave back to the Immortal Sword, which also brought great blessings to this blessed land. Because of me, this blessed land has been ruined, so it is inevitable that I feel conflicted and confused."

"Moreover, you have a past relationship with our predecessors, and I would never dare to disrespect their dignity."

The sword spirit remained silent for a long time, but its aura clearly calmed down, its expression softened considerably, and a hint of goodwill finally appeared in its eyes.

"Good...excellent..."

"As expected of a true disciple of the Xuanmen lineage, he certainly has the demeanor! I was wondering why Xuandu Zhenzhe came here, and it turns out he is like Liezhenzi, seeking to transcend tribulation."

"Wouldn't it be more comfortable to weather a storm in your own little world?"

After a brief explanation, the sword spirit understood: "I see."

"As you said, the activation of the immortal array did indeed cause considerable damage to Diao'ao Rock."

"Since you are so considerate of our relationship and karma, I will not be stingy."

"Diao'ao Rock is divided into yin and yang sides by the main ridge here. In the yin side of the mountain, where the thirty-three dragon tails faintly converge, there is a yang cave. A magical treasure nurtured by nature will soon be born there."

"It can be said that it has benefited from the blessings of Liezhenzi's teachings here, and I originally intended to protect it until it was born before leaving."

"If it can find a good tree to perch on now, it will be its good fortune."

This was an unexpected delight, and Lin Xuanzhi naturally wouldn't refuse. After thanking him with a smile, he casually asked, "Who were the three True Immortals who jointly forged the Immortal Sword back then?"

The sword spirit made no attempt to conceal anything, and openly declared: "Guangcheng Xuanyang, Xuandu Yixu, Yuchen Zhuxiao."

"..."

Lin Xuanzhi showed the sword spirit his family's true teachings scroll with a strange expression.

The sword spirit's gaze fell on the two characters "Yi Xu" in the center of the talisman, and she couldn't help but purse her lips.

In the next instant, the Heavenly Clarity Sword Qi, which embodies the cycle of birth and death within the One Yuan Myriad Phenomena, manifested as countless beams of cold light that enveloped Lin Xuanzhi.

"Why didn't you come looking for me..."

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