Qingyun: From entering Chaoyang Peak

Chapter 119 Carrying four volumes of heavenly books, I became a fairy by myself!
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned.

Xu Qingteng actually wants to create a flourishing world of cultivation and make everyone look like a dragon.

This ambition is really too great.

It is even more shocking than Xu Qingteng saying that he wants to cultivate to become a fairy and live forever.

Climbing up is in nature.

But looking down at the world is the sanctity.

Zhang Xiaofan's blood boiled with enthusiasm, he stared deeply at Xu Qingteng, unexpectedly being moved by Xu Qingteng's persuasion, he couldn't help but the magnificent scene of the prosperous age of cultivation emerged in his mind.

In that era, everyone had enough food and clothing, the population exploded, and the number of cultivators also increased sharply, entering a prosperous age of cultivation.

That's wonderful.

Zhang Xiaofan, who once lived in Caomiao Village and has been in the Demon Cult for ten years, is actually more eager than anyone else in his heart to find a pure land of bliss.

At this moment, Xu Qingteng painted such a beautiful vision for him.

"Even if you become the headmaster of Qingyun Sect and create a flourishing cultivation world, how will Baguio and I return to Qingyun Sect?"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan asked a key question.

"Even if you do this, you still can't eliminate the hatred and prejudice between the righteous and the evil." Zhang Xiaofan said in a deep voice, hoping to get an answer.

Xu Qingteng said lightly, "What you said is quite right. The battle between righteousness and evil is a battle of orthodoxy, and it will never end."

"So, one has to completely overwhelm the other."

"When I become the head teacher of the Qingyun Sect, I will preside over the three major sects to completely wipe out the demon sect's orthodoxy, and at least the monks of the demon sect will be completely suppressed in the shadows."

"In this way, the prosperous age of comprehension will be truly completed."

"You can help me complete this task, lurk in the Demon Sect, spy on information, and cooperate with me to completely wipe out the four sects of the Demon Sect."

Zhang Xiaofan snorted coldly.

"Having said so much, you just want to use me."

"How do I know, you won't cross the river and tear down the bridge, destroying me too."

Xu Qingteng smiled, looked at Zhang Xiaofan seriously and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, are you afraid of death?"

Zhang Xiaofan fell silent.

die?
Of course he is not afraid.

Having experienced so many hardships, Zhang Xiaofan can already face life and death calmly.

What joy in life, what fear in death?
Aren't they all the same in the world and in hell?
"So, you can only trust me, believe that I will give you a chance to return to Qingyunmen, at least... Dazhufeng disciples should welcome you back, right?"

"Just like you did back then, be a cook and grow old with Baguio."

"Live a carefree life."

Listening to Xu Qingteng's description, Zhang Xiaofan's heart was moved.

If so, it is really the happiest time.

He can form a family with Baguio and be a carefree couple in Dazhufeng.

And maybe have a baby.

He had already thought of the name.

It's called 'Zhang Xiaoding', and he grew up peacefully all his life.

There is no more suffering.

Gradually, Zhang Xiaofan was immersed in fantasy, his eyes were bright, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his whole body was full of energy and vigor.

For the first time, I experienced a relaxed and happy feeling.

It was as if a mountain on his shoulders had completely collapsed, and he had found the meaning and direction of life.

"Okay, I believe you."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded his head and was finally persuaded by Xu Qingteng.

In the next second, Xu Qingteng and Zhang Xiaofan exchanged fragments of heavenly scriptures.

Xu Qingteng got the "Second Book from Heaven".

Zhang Xiaofan got the "Book from Heaven Volume One".

Both of them didn't suffer, and they were soon immersed in the comprehension of the remnants of the heavenly scriptures. Dao rhyme filled their bodies, countless inspirations exploded in their minds, and their cultivation realm rapidly improved.

Not long after, the breath of the two became more and more serious.

After exchanging the remnants of the heavenly scriptures, the two bid farewell to each other. Braving the bitter wind and rain, Xu Qingteng returned to Qingyunmen's team and returned to Dawang Village by the same route.

However, not long after, Xu Qingteng met two acquaintances in the swamp of death.

An old Taoist with white beard and hair, holding a bamboo streamer of "immortal guides the way", strolled leisurely in the swamp of death, his whole body glowing with blue mysterious light.

This person is indeed a quack warlock, Immortal Zhou!
Beside him, walking in the air was a handsome woman, about twenty years old, very beautiful, holding a bunch of candied haws.

It was Zhou Xiaohuan, the granddaughter of Zhou Xian.

Next to Zhou Xiaohuan, there stood a graceful woman, wearing a purple robe and cinched her waist, holding an oil-paper umbrella, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her eyes were like silk.

It seems to be a stunner in the world.

But between the brows, there is a heroic spirit.

It seems that he is not inferior to a man with eyebrows.

Such a strange and complex temperament, combined with one person, made this purple-clothed woman the most dazzling figure in the world.

No matter who it is, the moment they see her, they can't take their eyes off.

Who is she?
The answer quickly appeared in Xu Qingteng's heart.

Possessing such a wonderful temperament, and a demon girl who has cultivated in the supernatural realm, there is only one person in the world, the saint girl of the Hehuan sect 'Jin Ping'er'.

The famous Mr. Miao.

"Master!"

Seeing the Qingyunmen team appear, Zhou Xiaohuan's eyes lit up, and he shouted directly.

All of a sudden, the disciples of Qingyunmen were stunned.

Master?

Is this girl also a disciple of Qingyun?
At this moment, only Lu Xueqi and Chang Jian recognized Zhou Xiaohuan's identity from her familiar appearance, and knew who she was calling.

When Zhou Xiaohuan first met Xu Qingteng in the Drunken Immortal Building in Sifang City, when she told Xu Qingteng's fortune, she once said that she and Xu Qingteng would have a master-student relationship in the future.

Could it be that this fate has already come?
Not only Lu Xueqi and Chang Jian thought so, even Xu Qingteng's eyes sparkled.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Xu Qingteng is already in her 30s and has entered another stage of her life.

Moreover, he is now the first real person of Chaoyang Peak, and he has completely controlled Chaoyang Peak, making Chaoyang Peak develop vigorously.

After leaving the customs this time, seeing how well Chaoyang Peak was developing, he also had the idea of ​​cultivating the ninth generation of disciples of Chaoyang Peak.

Chaoyang Peak cannot be broken.

The next generation of freshmen should also be cultivated.

Therefore, Xu Qingteng, who is the first real person of Chaoyang Peak, really wants to take in some apprentices when he leaves the customs and descends the mountain this time.

Zhou Xiaohuan, whom he met ten years ago, is impressively on his list.

It's just that Xu Qingteng was too purposeful during this trip to the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, so he temporarily forgot about it.

But he didn't expect to meet Zhou Xiaohuan in the swamp of death.

and--

Judging by her posture, she actually came here to apprentice her.

It can be said to go both ways.

Ah this...

Is fortune-telling really so mysterious?
Xu Qingteng secretly marveled, and became more and more curious about Zhou Xiaohuan's hexagram divination secret technique.

swoosh~~~
Facing the surprised eyes of all Qingyun disciples, Xu Qingteng took a step, and suddenly tore apart the space, "teleporting" to appear in front of Zhou Xiaohuan.

In an instant, Jin Ping'er's whole body tensed up, and she stared at Xu Qingteng.

I felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

A slender hand touched the back of the waist, where there was a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon of the Acacia School, a short knife and dagger 'Purple Glow Blade'.

However, Xu Qingteng glanced at it lightly and stopped paying attention.

Jin Ping'er was relieved, but also felt humiliated, feeling that Xu Qingteng ignored her.

As the saint of the Albizia Sect, Jin Ping'er traveled the rivers and lakes. She had never encountered such indifferent treatment, and she couldn't help but look at Xu Qingteng.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that Xu Qingteng was irritating.

I really want to fight with him!
Jin Ping'er sneered, the purple light glowed in the palm of the Zimang blade, but it dimmed instantly, because Zhou Xiaohuan still had to apprentice, she couldn't delay her sister.

By chance, Jin Ping'er was seriously injured and almost died.

However, Zhou Xiaohuan spent ten years of his lifespan, desperately trying to lose his vitality, and performed the ghostly secret technique "soul collection technique" to forcefully rescue Jin Ping'er.

From then on, Jin Ping'er and Zhou Xiaohuan fell in love with each other as sisters.

Knowing that Zhou Xiaohuan was going to learn from Qingyunmen Xu Qingteng, he also accompanied her all the way into the swamp of death.

"You want to worship me as a teacher?"

At this moment, Xu Qingteng smiled lightly, glanced at Jin Ping'er, fell into Zhou Xiaohuan's smiling eyes, and asked her opinion.

"Ah."

Zhou Xiaohuan nodded heavily, biting the candied haws, and said crisply, "Master, I am your destined apprentice, you can't escape..."

"Ah--"

Xu Qingteng shook her head and sneered.

"In the theory of fortune telling, I only believe three points."

"The remaining seven points, I believe that man will conquer the sky, and fate is in the palm of my hand."

"So, don't talk about fate in my ear from now on. Is it fate that you are destined to die? Are you going to die obediently?"

"If it was me, or my apprentice, I would tell him loudly."

"Even if fate is doomed, you should rise up and resist, pick up the sword in your hand, cut off fate, and shatter that day!"

As soon as these words came out, a sharp and murderous spirit suddenly washed away the bitter wind and rain in the swamp of death, and a wave of firm belief rose up.

This belief shocked everyone present.

Whether it was Zhou Yixian, Zhou Xiaohuan, Jin Ping'er, or even a group of elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect, they were all stunned by Xu Qingteng's bold words.

Then my mind was agitated and I fell into deep thought.

Xu Qingteng is worthy of being the number one arrogance of the Qingyun sect. This heroic spirit moved everyone present.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old ones. It is impossible to refuse to obey the old."

Zhou Yixian stroked his beard with emotion.

A pair of eyes shone brightly, showing an unprecedented majesty, as if he wanted to understand something, but he wanted to get a definite answer.

So he asked Xu Qingteng, "Boy Xu, if the most important person in your life died unfortunately, what would you do?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhou Xiaohuan immediately looked at Xu Qingteng, wanting him to answer.

Xu Qingteng's expression was calm, knowing that Zhou Xian was referring to the accidental death of his son Zhou Xingyun, so he stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Resurrect him (her)."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

"Can a dead person be resurrected?"

Zhou Yixian was short of breath and couldn't help asking.

"why not?"

Xu Qingteng said calmly, "As a cultivator, you can move mountains and fill seas, why can't you resurrect people?"

"If not, then it can only explain one thing."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yixian asked immediately.

"You're not strong enough!" Xu Qingteng's eyes were like lightning, shining directly into Zhou Yixian's eyes, like two beams of divine light, shooting into his heart.

All of a sudden, everyone present was shocked, and once again felt Xu Qingteng's heroic spirit and firm belief in the pursuit of great power.

Everyone murmured Xu Qingteng's few words repeatedly, with thoughtful eyes, as if a new world had opened up, and the belief in Dao Xin gradually deepened.

Especially Zhou Xian!
It seems that because of Xu Qingteng's answer, he thought about something, his eyes became brighter and brighter, his aura of playing in the world of mortals gradually dissipated, his spine gradually straightened up, his whole body was calm, deep and upright, with a strong temperament Change.

It seems that another face image has been restored.

White beard and hair, hale and hearty, rosy face, clear eyes, standing with hands behind hands at this moment, holding a bamboo banner of "immortal guides the way".

At a glance, people can tell that he is a master.

"The world only knows that 300 years ago, there were Daoxuan and Wanjian, a pair of peerless twins, on Qingyun Mountain, but they don't know that above the rivers and lakes, there was a quack warlock with four volumes of heavenly books, and one person became a fairy!"

At this moment, Zhou Yixian stood with his hands behind his back, his Taoist robe fluttering, and a faint and mysterious aura rose up, which made the air freeze.

The sky is full of bitter wind and rain, and it is dissipated and purified because of Zhou Xian.

This changing scene shocked everyone present, even Xu Qingteng, who was moved by Zhou Xian's emotion.

"Carrying four volumes of heavenly scriptures, one person becomes a fairy?"

At this moment, Xu Qingteng finally understood the biggest mystery in the world of Zhu Xian, Zhou Xian's terrifying strength.

He actually carried four volumes of heavenly scriptures, claiming to become a fairy by himself.

Five volumes of heavenly scriptures.

The first volume is the method of the general outline of cultivation.

The second volume is the law of magic.

The third volume is the law of Buddhism and Taoism.

The fourth volume is the law of witches and ghosts.

The fifth volume is the method of Taoism.

Zhou Yixian is one of the ten disciples of Qingyunzi Patriarch's legacy. He practices "Taiji Xuanqingdao" and knows many Qingyun sect secrets.

The seven veins of Qingyun passed down from Patriarch Qingye can be described as 'same origin and different sect'.

However, 300 years ago, this lineage had been in decline for a long time, maybe God couldn't see it, and suddenly bestowed a peerless genius, just like the Qingye Patriarch at Qingyunmen 2000 years ago.

His talent and comprehension are not inferior to those of Daoxuan Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi, and the chances and fortunes continue, and he was lucky enough to get four volumes of heavenly books.

Cultivation progressed rapidly, and even the ghost king was once impressed by Zhou Yixian's demeanor, feeling that the Qingyun sect has strong luck, and the holy religion is far behind.

It's a pity that Zhou Yixian blindly pursues power, looks down on the world, thinks that he is destined to become a fairy, and even wants to start a big career like Patriarch Qingye.

Unfortunately, God gave him a fatal blow.

His young and handsome son 'Zhou Xingyun' was suddenly condemned by the heavens and died unexpectedly because of his understanding of the hexagram divination technique of blood jade bone pieces.

That time, Zhou Yixian was greatly traumatized.

So what about becoming a fairy?
So what about immortality?
You become a fairy by yourself, but you have to sit and watch the relatives and relatives around you die one by one.

Is that the method of detachment?
It is clearly reduced to hell, to taste the pain of endless samsara.

In Yizhuang, Zhou Yixian felt desperate, thinking that he had seen through the affairs of the world of mortals, and felt that life was short and long, like a dream, and it was all a false way.

(End of this chapter)