Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1159: Lack of Duty

In the distance, the lake was shimmering and colorful. The magical Heavenly Gate had stood for fifty-eight days. The white bricks were bright and crystal clear. The two white door corners were pressed into the lake, and the bright light in the middle was shining and changing hazily.

It is like a gate to merit and empire that has remained unchanged since ancient times.

"I heard from people down there that the water level in the Salt Lake has dropped by another inch, fish and dragons are hiding, and demons and evil spirits are hiding."

There was a cool breeze at the gate of Xuanyue Mountain. The old man came out of the hall for the seventh time to look. His slightly cloudy eyes were wide open, and he looked at the scene on the lake with trembling. He turned his head and said:
"We have to fight, right?"

On the other side, Xuanyue Sect Master Kong Xiaxiang stood in place. His once arrogant and desperate face had now become extremely mature, but facing the mysterious Heavenly Gate with its mysterious patterns, he still showed a solid panic:
"Yes... they all said yes. Li's Jade Court Guards have already been mobilized and are at the foot of the mountain."

The old and the strong were silent.

Kong Guxi looked dazed. He stood up from his seat, not knowing what to do. He looked carefully at Kong Xiaxiang, and seeing the panic in his brows, he turned his head away, hesitated several times, and said in a trembling voice:

"How can you bear to draw your sword against me when I cannot repay your kindness?"

There was silence in the mountains, and Kong Xiaxiang didn't know how to answer him, until a breeze blew and the woman in Xiang-colored clothes appeared. Kong Guxi fell to his knees and cried:

"Sir...Master! How can I go down to see the old Master?"

He burst into tears, and his silver hair trembled.

How could Kong Guxi not know what made Xuanyue Sect stand till now? But he knew in his heart that without the Immortal Zhao Jing, Xuanyue would have been crushed to death like an ant!

For a long time, Kong family still used the southern map of our Shan Ji and Xuan Yue to paralyze themselves in order to protect themselves. However, as the situation changed again and again, until the Heavenly Gate was established in the Salty Lake, the only benefactor was about to become an enemy, and Kong Guxi's burdened heart finally collapsed.

The old man knelt on the top of the mountain, covering his face and crying helplessly. Kong Tingyun looked at him with lowered eyebrows, his eyes hazy, and said nothing.

Her breakthrough brought the shattered Xuan Yue Sect together and preserved its orthodoxy. However, the Xuan Yue Sect was still like a frail old man hanging on to his life, with a lack of successors. What was even more fatal was the ensuing North-South conflict, which gradually hung this frail old man on the roof.

She was a smart woman and now she smelled the danger. She vaguely felt that the thin rope around her neck was getting tighter and tighter, as if it would take her life at any time.

But Bei Xiu, Guan Hua, and even Qi Lanyan behind her didn't care. The monk said it nicely that the key to breaking the impasse lies in cultivation - if Kong Tingyun had that talent, she should have broken through long ago, and Xuanyuemen should not have suffered this disaster!

Facing the old man's words, Kong Tingyun had no choice but to remain silent. The old man wiped his tears, stood up, and said, fearing that she would be embarrassed:

"I have been thinking about this for a long time, but I dare not speak, for fear that I would disturb the judgement of the real person, and I would never be able to redeem myself even if I die... Don't bother with this old thing like me."

Kong Xiaxiang helped him up and hurriedly retreated, and then he saw a bright color in the sky. From the void, magical powers controlled the galloping clouds and a group of real people came down.

The leader had a calm expression, and was wearing a Taoist robe with black cloud patterns and a white background with gold edges. It was naturally Qi Lanyan, but the one who really caught his attention was the Taoist with a sharp look in his eyes, stroking his white beard.

Prince Ya of Lingbao Taoist sect!
She raised her eyes, and Wang Ziya, who was falling from the clouds, was also looking at her, looking at her sideways, and listening to Qi Lanyan quietly say:
"This is Kong Tingyun, a descendant of the Tongxuan lineage."

When Wang Ziya heard the word "descendants", his heart was slightly moved and he asked:
"We are also from the same school. I wonder who taught us?"

Kong Tingyun's eyes moved and she replied:

"The founder, Luo Yuan, is under the name of the great immortal Lü Bai."

"So he is the descendant of the Second Lu!"

Wang Ziya clasped his hands and said politely:
"I am Wang Ziya of the Lingbao Daoist lineage. My ancestor is Wu Ni. I am ranked third in the Daoist tradition. I learned from the master of Changyangyin Miaofanbao Zhenjun, Xu Xiang."

Kong Tingyun just felt bitter and whispered:

"I've met my lord."

Having been under the name of Bei Xiu for so many years, how could Kong Tingyun not learn about the origins of her own Taoist lineage?

The Taoist master Luo Yuan in his own Taoist lineage was just a registered disciple of Lu Bai. He didn’t have much talent, but he had good swordsmanship, so he made a great reputation... Taoist Master Chang Xi named his Taoist lineage after Luo Yuan because he valued this ancient cultivator who traveled the world and died at the age of 58. He also preached so many things that it was difficult to count!
In comparison, even though the Guanhua Tianlou Taoism where Qi Lanyan and Wei Xuanyin were located had fallen into the ranks of the mortal world, it could be traced back to the True Lord Guanhua, who was personally taught by Master Tongxuan!
The successor of Lingbao in front of him is equally good. Master Xu Xiang is very famous, who doesn’t know him?

Although Guanhua and Tongxuan have now acknowledged Xuanyue's identity, Kong Tingyun understands how low this identity is. Wang Ziya seems to be indifferent, but when he uttered the word Luo Yuan, he had already determined that she was a person who was barely related to her.

She was in a state of confusion, but Wang Ziya secretly felt pity for her:
"Master-nephew Qi is really cruel. He introduced her as a descendant of the Tongxuan lineage instead of a direct disciple of the Tongxuan lineage... One sentence makes a world of difference! The descendants of the Tongxuan lineage are spread all over the north, but how many descendants can be recognized!"

Qi Lanyan could freely wave the flag in front of others, but he was extremely cautious about Wang Ziya's words. The Taoist stroked his beard with a complicated expression, and said:
"It's hard for you to stay here."

After these words came out, Qi Lanyan's expression changed slightly. Kong Tingyun replied politely, but the young man waved his hand, looked to the south, and said in a low voice:
"It's almost time...Murong Yan!"

As he finished speaking, the sturdy man showed up. He was already filled with hatred and disgust, but he looked polite and said with a fake smile:

"I wonder what Master Qi wants to tell you?"

Qi Lanyan asked him to step forward, then turned back and said softly:
"I wonder where the power of Chalu Maha lies?"

Then Taixu moved slightly, and the monk in a cassock appeared. His eyes were full of evil, and he smiled and said:

"Master Qi, is there any use for me?"

Qi Lanyan's color gradually turned cold:
"The gate of heaven is clear on the lake, but we must be on guard against his trickery. What tricks did he use to deceive us? Instead, we caught him empty-handed. One of you is Mahamati and the other is Xiuyinshui. Go into the lake immediately and test him first."

Zhalu's eyes moved, his expression was inexplicable, but Qi Lanyan smiled and said:
"Your treasure is still in his hands. You can't get it back unless you try your best!"

Zhalu had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. When he heard Qi Lanyan confirm the news, he was overjoyed. The handsome man nodded with a smile. Qi Lanyan turned to look at Murongyan and said with a half-seriously half-fake smile:

"Fellow Daoist Murong, in today's battle, I respect you as the guardian of Baihai and the commander of all the cultivators. If you succeed, it will be a great success. If you fail, Baihai will be completely lost..."

Murong Yan's face changed slightly. She was about to refuse and looked up, but she saw the young man's eyes sweeping fiercely. His expression was calm, his lips and teeth were buzzing, and his magical powers were wrapped around him:
"I have tolerated you for eighteen years, and the Murong family has also tolerated you for eighteen years. How many chances do you think you have left? If Bai Hai loses, and I need someone to take the blame, I will definitely use you as a sacrifice!"

Murong Yan was shocked and angry, her face tensed, but under Qi Lanyan's cold gaze, she remained silent:
"You are unwilling to join the Buddhist path, but when the time comes, let the Murong family take your head back and bear the consequences of Jiang Huai's loss. Let's see if they are willing to make you into a golden statue of great mercy and unwillingness to kill... and carry it to the Buddhist land!"

……

"Boom!"

There was a violent wind, heavy rain, and gloomy thunder exploding in the clouds. Silver and white condensed above the sword peak, with bright colors.

Jianfeng was once the place where Dui Jin practiced Taoism. The golden energy gathered there and summoned the mysterious thunder. Even with the protection of the "Jiaomu", the rolling thunder still lingered and shuttled through it.

Cheng Jiuwen knelt quietly under the tree for fifty-eight days. The weather was cold and the air was clear. There was a sudden rainstorm, but there was not a drop of rain on the table. The water in the cup was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his eyes.

All he had in mind was worry.

"After all... it is the way to replenish the power with Geng!"

The Taoist tradition in Jianmen is the [Tai Yu Fu Xing Shu], which was originally a great way with all the five metals complete. However, the last one, "Golden Aperture Heart", lost its energy early and became empty.

This Taoist tradition can definitely be considered complete, but there are very few Jianmen monks who have cultivated to the level of Great Immortal. Apart from Master Cheng Liuxing and his apprentice, the only one in later generations who cultivated to the level of Great Immortal is Yan Ying, but he is neither Dui Jin nor a Sword Immortal... Jianmen has few magical powers, and even less experience with Shen Zi.

Among the magical powers, the most taboo is the combination of different species. Although Geng and Dui often complement each other, if you are not careful, it is common to affect your temperament and path. Not to mention that Ling Mei has to deal with the mystery in the womb at this time!
He knew from the attitude of the underworld that his elder would succeed, but these ghosts in the netherworld would not care about the impact!
As if sensing his anxiety, the black pine tree shook, and a mellow voice rang out among the thunder:
"Geng and Dui are compatible, and it is 'now leaving the past', so there is no big problem. Dui metal likes to be incomplete, and it is not easy to be complete. Throughout history, there are only a handful of people who have become great masters with five Dui metals. This also deviates from the original meaning of Dui metal, which is not a good thing, and it cannot lead to enlightenment. Four Dui and one Geng is the right way."

"If this path can be cultivated, it will make his gold more abundant."

These words flowed like flowing water, making the real person feel relieved, but then he heard a mysterious sound echoing:

"The True Lord said: 'Dui is incomplete, in broken, in tools it is sharp, in people it is forgotten, in the earth it does not follow the earth, in autumn it does not get autumn, in things it has the will to change, in the body it has the will to kill... The body is dispersed and disappears, it changes into 'Ku', the body is released and dies, it changes into 'Geng', the body is stored, it changes into 'Kui', the body is full, it changes into 'Qian'.'"

His words were like the sound of a huge bell, shaking all directions, causing the autumn dew to fall to the ground in large numbers, turning into beads, tinkling and rolling, like pulp and water, seeping into the ground, turning evil into minerals.

Cheng Jiuwen thought that the light was dark and he didn't know the moon was bright. But at this moment he suddenly realized what was going on!

'This gentleman is not only a great monk of the Jiaomu orthodoxy and perfect in magical powers, but he has also listened to lectures and learned Taoism in front of the True Lord, comparable to a direct disciple. His Duijin Taoism is definitely not lower than Jiaomu's! '

Sure enough, the thunder in the sky and earth stopped for a while, and the autumn wind was bleak and rolling in. There was actually a change in the weather, secretly helping the man in the cave!
"Qian means full and majestic, equal to the sky, which is Qi. In ancient times, Qianjin was called 'Qijin'. All practitioners used [gold] to represent the perfection of practice, but the positive nature of gold does not tend to be perfect. If we have to choose one, Qijin is more appropriate."

This spiritual pine had practiced in the mountains for countless years. Its tone was calm and gentle. The first part created an atmosphere for Ling Mei, and the second part gave him some guidance. This calmed the immortal down immediately, with a look of gratitude in his eyes:

"Thank you for your advice, sir!"

But all these changes were not over yet. This mysterious and wonderful sound became the final boost to complete the process. The rolling autumn dew in the night became more and more intense, with no sign of stopping.

The winds between heaven and earth all rushed into the mountain, turning into a white color, and drifting past like marsh water, causing his clothes to flutter. He could faintly hear a sound of breaking coming from inside the stone gate, and handfuls of sand and soil poured out from the cracks.

"Crench."

The stone gate opened.

This was followed by the sound of steady footsteps, and a white robe was gradually revealed to the light. The middle-aged man stepped forward step by step in the thick metal energy as if it were water waves.

Cheng Jiuwen didn't hear any words and raised his head slowly.

The face was extremely calm, as still as a tranquil pond to an astonishing degree. His cheeks were thin, but his cheekbones were not high. Under his eyebrows, which were as sharp as swords, were a pair of bright white sword-like pupils.

There was a dark spot the size of a soybean between his eyebrows, without any sharp edge.

Under the spiritual consciousness, the four golden magical powers behind this great immortal were as bright as day on earth, dazzling and making people's eyes hurt. This was the first great immortal of Duijin in Jianmen in three hundred years, Cheng Xunzhi!

Dui Jin is the way of the world, the way of killing and destroying, the righteous nature of gold... and Cheng Xunzhi - is also a sword immortal!
Even though the fourth magical power is "Geng Jin", even though the fourth magical power has not yet been perfected, for Jianmen, people of this level are only second to the founder of the sect, Cheng Liuxing!

"Uncle Master...it's done."

Cheng Jiuwen did not feel too happy, but more fearful. His eyes were slightly red, he knelt down, lowered his eyebrows, and cried:

"Congratulations, uncle!"

This sound seemed to bring the Duijin Sword Immortal back to reality. He looked around as if in another world, took a step forward, and arrived under the mysterious pine tree.

At some point, a golden sword had been placed neatly on the table.

This blade is three feet and eight inches long, plain and simple throughout, with a pear wood handle. The blade is as white as snow, with cracked light golden pear blossom patterns painted on it.

【White pear】

The sword was shaking, making a buzzing sound like crying. As the Duijin Sword Immortal quietly lifted it up, the sharp and loud sound of the sword filled the heaven and earth. Rays of sword intent like light shuttled through the heaven and earth, clearing the universe!

"Uncle Master!"

The sound of the sword faded away, and Cheng Jiuwen took a step forward. In the mountains, there was only the faint sound of wind blowing through the grass and trees. After a long time, he heard a sharp and cold voice, like the entanglement of metal and iron:

"Senior, you haven't responded in fifty years. I thought it was caused by Jin Yi. Geng Dui should be on guard."

His words were like iron and stone, floating into the layers of pine needles, hitting the green, white, and golden branches and making them rustle. Cheng Xunzhi stood there for a long time, but did not hear any answer.

A silence.

Cheng Jiuwen knelt for a long time and when he looked up, the Duijin Sword Immortal had disappeared. The layers of green light that shrouded the treetops also dissipated like smoke. Only the layers of pine needles were still stubbornly swaying slightly in the silent night.