Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1489 Golden Rope (1+12) (Bonus Chapter 12 by the Silver Alliance of the Holy Immortal Qitian)

Luoxia.

Luoyang was once a densely populated place for immortal cultivators and a major state in the Central Plains. However, since Mingyang's northern expedition and the influx of immigrants to the Jianghuai region, the entire Luoyang has been emptied out. Except for the Yinling Mausoleum in the very center, which no one dares to touch, the rest of the land is just a desolate mountain, dilapidated and without any immortal cultivators.

Now that the Great Desire and the Dharma Realm have seized Luoxia, one can see the mountains full of monks, temples under repair, paved with gold bricks, most of which are not yet completed, and a few magnificent ones high up are all wondrous illusions.

In the main seat at the top, Jiang, the leader, sat upright, his gaze complex and slightly anxious. He turned to the side, lowered his eyes, and said:
“Fellow Daoist…it seems…Liang Chuan is not making any moves.”

Sitting beside him was a monk in black robes, who looked quite relaxed, and said:

"There seems to be no movement... but it's hard to say what's really going on!"

Two monks sat to his left and right, one wearing a sheepskin and the other carrying a bag. Hearing this, they nodded repeatedly, showing no embarrassment, and simply said:

"Yes, yes... we can't go..."

After the Great Desire Path withdrew, Jiang Toushou came out from Guanzhong and Liaokong came out from Xiaoshan to take over the area together. Originally, they were on guard against any disturbances in the south and also had the responsibility of providing rescue. When the Great Mu Dharma Realm attacked Liangchuan, Jiang Toushou was very anxious and immediately led people to provide assistance.

He had already traveled more than halfway and was about to see the mountain, but the sudden appearance of the rising sun scared him away. He turned back without looking back and waited until he returned to Luoyang before looking back.

In just one glance, Fa Chang was dead!

'Blessed One! Faster than Cerro…'

He was already disheartened by the events of the past, and now that he was not valued by Faxiang, he was even more dejected. As a result, when Li Zhouwei left and Liang Chuan remained silent, he did not dare to show his face. He was even afraid that Liaokong, who was also stationed here, had a personal grudge against him and would force him to fight in front of Mingyang under the guise of righteousness.

'After all, the two protectors he chose, one with five eyes and the other with a slave flame... neither of them seemed friendly towards me...'

But Jiang Toushou really didn't expect that Liao Kong was sitting more comfortably than he was!

He waited for a long time, then hesitantly went to ask, but Liao Kong, who clearly knew Li Zhouwei had left, did not move or answer him at all, which made Jiang Toushou even more suspicious:

'This Liaokong… he obtained Qin Ling's lineage… Mingyang is my mortal enemy, and even he isn't making a move, so why should I blindly run into his trap?'

After sitting there for a while, looking at the magnificent city of Juancheng and feeling as if a piece of charcoal was buried on the lotus throne of the river chief, he felt extremely uncomfortable and couldn't help but say:
"Fellow Daoist... are you not afraid of being punished by Great Sheep Mountain for standing idly by?"

Liao Kong sneered and said:
"Fellow Daoist is mistaken! I have obtained Qin Ling's Daoist lineage, and it is no exaggeration to say that Mingyang's covetousness towards me is the deepest among all the Buddhist sects in the North. If I were Li Zhouwei, I would definitely pretend to go east and hide in Liangchuan Mountain to ambush me!"

Jiang Toushou understood that the Qilin had disliked him for a long time and naturally refused to go, waiting for the other party to take responsibility. Upon hearing this, he deliberately gasped and said:
"Such a thing has happened!"

Liao Kong nodded with a smile, carefully observing the celestial phenomena in the east. Jiang Toushou thought for a while and then subtly reminded him:

"But we can't just stay still..."

"That's right..."

Liao Kongdao:
"I have a plan, fellow Daoist, you may wish to hear it!"

Jiang Tou Shou He said:

"Oh?"

Liao Kongdao:
"If we go there easily, we might be ambushed. If we sit still, it's like standing idly by. It would be better to retreat to my Xiaoshan Mountains, and from there we can go out and raid their Shu territory!"

Jiang Toushou looked up suspiciously and said:

Is it really feasible?

Liao Kong laughed:

"At least there's no real danger, but the profits are substantial!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Toushou understood that, in any case, without having to face Bai Qilin, if they really achieved something, it could even be considered a merit!
He was overjoyed and finally found the black-clad monk before him more pleasing to the eye:

'I misjudged him! I thought he was eager to run into Mingyang... It seems that although our lineages are different and our paths of cultivation are vastly different, our desire to seek advantage and avoid harm, and our tendency to flee in the face of battle... is exactly the same!'

Liao Kong smiled as he looked at him, but inwardly he was anxious:
'This guy… he's so suspicious. If we don't move soon, Situ Huo and Qiao Wenliu will bring their men and attack! Not only will it be difficult to escape then, but it will also be hard to explain to our senior brother!'

In his haste, seeing that Jiang Toushou was still deep in thought, he finally understood how Gongsun Bei had been driven to such a frantic state back then, and couldn't help but curse inwardly:
'They're about to hit you in the face... and you're still hesitating!'

Without waiting any longer, he stood up, put his hands together, smiled and bowed, and left with Wu Mu and Nu Yan. Jiang Tou Shou immediately got up when he saw this!

'He wants to leave...leaving me alone to guard Luoyang? Are you kidding me!'

This guy was already wavering, but now he didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand and laughed:

"Let's go together! Let's go together!"

So he swept away the golden temple on the mountain with a wave of his sleeve, and with the four lotus-seat compassionate ones, he rose up and floated away to the south.

Before long, the sky in the southeast was hazy, sometimes blue and sometimes white. A man in armor came, followed by a strange-looking youth. They rushed over. The youth looked disdainful, raised his hand, and slapped down many temples on the mountain.

No one is empty.

Situ Huo was greatly disappointed and said:
"All the monks are gone!"

Jiang Fuwang raised his eyebrows, looked around, then looked up in all directions, and said:

"This is not a good thing... Since they are not attacking Liangchuan, either they have gone to Juancheng, which will surely cause great trouble for the King of Wei... or they have gone south through Shu, which, if not handled properly, will also lead to the devastation of the surrounding areas..."

He turned his head and said:
"The various formations of Xiaoshan are in their hands; it is absolutely impossible for us to pursue them from this place. I request that Master Situ lead Master Liu eastward to aid King Wei, while Master Qiao and I will hold Liangchuan and contain the Dharma Realm..."

Situ Huo was taken aback and said:
"Luoxia..."

"Not urgent."

Jiang Fuwang's eyes were piercing as he said:
"No matter which side gets Luoxia, they will certainly have the upper hand. But this place has neither commoners nor powerful families... Since it has already fallen into the hands of the Buddhist monks, we are not in a hurry to seize it. As long as we win the great battle, this place will be ours sooner or later!"

He turned his head, glanced worriedly at the south, and sighed inwardly:
'Senior Shan Yin... is a great master after all, hopefully he can be reliable...'

……

And the fire raged fiercely.

The flames in the sky burned ever brighter, as if they were about to burn through the horizon, with gray-black, fragmented light and shadow passing through them and scattering down.

The colorful-robed monk stood in mid-air, his long sword gleaming, pointing diagonally at the ground. A drop of gray-black liquid, like flames, flowed across it, turning into gray smoke in mid-air before turning back and shooting upwards, blotting out the sky.

The carp was breathing heavily, and gushing gray blood gushed from its chest, scattering in the air. Its left eye was still black and bright, but its right eye was faintly grayish-white, indicating that it had suffered a serious injury.

On the other side of the flames, Li Zhouwei stood holding a halberd.

He was clad in armor, but it appeared somewhat incomplete in the flames, with several irregular, finger-sized notches on his left cheek, stark and alarming.

The carp is indeed capable.

This peacock descendant was actually inferior to the Shu Emperor, who lived in the palace. However, the blessing of the Eighth Incarnation of Maha and the Peacock Demon Body made his Dharma Body too powerful, only slightly weaker than Li Zhouwei.

As the son of fire, the peacock can withstand most flames with its physical body and is also capable of changing its form by dispersing and regrouping. From this point of view alone, the Shu emperor is far inferior to him.

In terms of offensive capabilities, the Peacock Carp was far inferior. Almost all of the Peacock Clan's confusing lights were dispersed by "Jun Daowei". The only thing on its body that could make Li Zhouwei wary and injured was that Great Peacock Karma! But Li Zhouwei had not yet internally mastered "Di Guan Yuan" yet, and had already made the Peacock vomit blood several times!

As the duel intensified, the flames and light in the sky seemed to solidify, and the carp stared at him coldly, secretly wary.

'If I keep going against him, I'll eventually fall into his hands...'

From the perspective of the peacock carp, fighting Li Zhouwei was exhausting. It watched helplessly as its condition gradually declined, becoming increasingly vigilant as it progressed, knowing it had to avoid the palace gates that could open at any moment...

In that instant when his breathing became increasingly unstable, the monk seemed to have made up his mind and finally raised his hand, palm facing upward.

"Boom!"

As the melodious bell rang, a peacock as large as a mountain range in the sky opened its beak, and a swaying golden light, as if alive, darted out and slowly drifted down from the sky, landing in the monk's palm, where it danced freely.

A gold chain!
Li Zhouwei watched him quietly.

Of course he knew what it was—the peacock Yayoi was born to spit out the golden rope that the Buddha had tied to his pylorus. As the peacock walked among humans, the carp could not possibly let go of this image, and of course it would also have such a treasure!
The golden rope looked quite long, winding around the monk's five fingers like a long whip. The carp slowly exhaled and said:
"Li Zhouwei... This is my [Colorful Light Seeking the Dao Rope], which is also the supreme treasure of my Peacock Buddhist Sect... Today... I will also let you broaden your horizons!"

Almost the instant his words fell, the golden rope swelled in the wind, and the countless loose ends of the chain suddenly untied, as if transforming into thousands of golden venomous snakes that descended from the heavens and earth, already enveloping the surrounding area.

Li Zhouwei took a step back, only to find that the carp had already let go.

The golden rope floated high above him, seemingly an illusion, while thousands of fine ropes floated down, passing through various supernatural powers and locking onto him without any obstruction. Li Zhouwei could clearly feel that the rising supernatural power within his body was blocked, suddenly slowing down by 90%!

'Severing the restoration of supernatural powers...it's also an unparalleled treasure for besieging and defeating powerful enemies!'

He frowned.

'I just don't know what other miraculous effects it has. It's best to test them all out before having a chance to kill him...'

In the blink of an eye, the glass sword was already in front of him!
Faced with this powerful sword strike, even stronger than before, the halo behind Li Zhouwei shone slightly. While raising his halberd to defend, black flames danced and landed beside him, transforming into a lifelike black Qilin!
It is indeed the Dharmakaya of Upo Mara!

The Qilin landed and swept in like the wind, biting a string of peacock feathers that were hidden in mid-air and seemed to be real. Li Zhouwei raised his halberd and turned his wrist to deflect the glass sword. He exhaled and the light of the Lesser Yang burst forth, dispelling the fire on his face.

In order to conserve his magical power, the King of Wei clearly changed his strategy for dealing with the enemy, which made the carp laugh. Its eyes rolled slightly, and colorful light shone on the King of Wei's face!

【Seven-Colored Peacock Light】!
In an instant, colorful radiance slammed into Li Zhouwei's face. The King of Wei, who had lost his powerful and unrestrained attack, was immediately captivated by the peacock's light and stood frozen in place for a moment.

The carp was extremely confident in its colorful light. It had been repeatedly unsuccessful earlier and was already full of resentment. At this moment, it finally sneered, swung its glass sword, and without hesitation, slashed at the neck of the person in front of it!
Li Zhouwei had been fighting for a long time, his armor was shattered, and this sword strike was completely unimpeded, but the black flame qilin in mid-air had already turned into flames and rushed over.

"Clang!"

This sword strike was like the sound of metal striking metal. The dazzling glass sword only managed to cut in halfway before a crisp sound was heard as it was forcefully pushed out by his physical body!

Li Zhouwei had also turned around, released his halberd, gripped his sword with one hand, and fiercely locked the head of the carp with the other, his lips moving rapidly:

"Edict!"

A sliver of white light floated from his lips!
It is indeed the [Imperial Edict Fire of the Six Offices]!
Li Zhouwei had cultivated this fire technique for a long time, and with the assistance of Shangyao Fuguang and Diqiguang, and even having seen the solar fire of that immortal array, it already possessed great power.

At the same time, the "Emperor's View" is also in operation—borrowing the fire of Lesser Yang!
Although Mingyang is close to Li fire, there is no famous Mingyang fire in the world today. In the way of fire virtue, Taiyang and Shaoyang are ultimately the most famous.

Furthermore, the Lesser Yang aspect often brings calamities and disasters!
The carp, having consumed this light, had its eyes instantly incinerated, even though it was a dignified descendant of the Fire God. Countless white lights flashed before its eyes, and it coughed up blood, falling backward!
Li Zhouwei feigned being misled, but his intentions went beyond simply exchanging injuries for injuries.

He suddenly mobilized all his supernatural powers and magic, and one hand seized the opportunity to lock him in place. The "Emperor's Vision" suddenly activated, trying to drag him into that palace of no return.

But at the very moment when his supernatural powers were at their peak, a chill ran down his spine, as if countless hands were pulling at his powers. He jerked his head up and saw the gleaming golden rope.

It was only for a moment.

Ke Que Li Yu was also a top-level Buddhist and Taoist cultivator. In that instant, he broke free, his eyes tightly closed, and two lines of bloody tears flowed down his face. Before he could recover, a flash of silver light appeared on the horizon.

The boy appeared behind him, suddenly drawing his blood-red longsword:

[The Bloodstained Tower]!
Situ Huo!
The Geng metal came fiercely and swiftly. The blade struck down on the peacock's body with a clang, producing a piercing buzzing sound. Grayish-black blood gushed out suddenly, turning into billowing flames that leaped into Situ Huo's body.

Of the five fires, the fire of fire is the most poisonous!
The young man's sneak attack was extremely ruthless, but he really didn't want to fall for the peacock's vicious trick of exchanging injury for injury, so he had no choice but to dodge. Li Zhouwei's eyes, which had just lit up, dimmed in an instant, and he let out a slight breath and stopped chasing.

Sure enough, the instant Situ Huo dodged, the peacock transformed into dazzling colored light, scattering across the sky. The flames in the sky trembled, and the radiant light of the Buddha plummeted, creating a deafening roar.
"Dong dong dong..."

The dazzling light in the sky began to recede in a rush, and the golden rope above Li Zhouwei's head finally withdrew!

This departure had a terrifying effect. In a short period of time, the golden lock seemed to have grown into him. When he left, it felt as if an arm had been severed, causing him extreme pain. Just as Li Zhouwei was about to take flight, he felt as if he had been hit on the head, spitting out blood and staggering a couple of times before regaining his balance.

His vision flickered for a moment, then he saw the blood he had spat out dissipate in the air, turning into wisps of fire. Only then did he regain his footing and realize:

'So this actually happened!'

'The true malice of this golden rope... lies in its moment of escape!'

Even if it wasn't the golden rope left behind by Su Xikong back then, it still borrowed a fraction of its wondrous power. He managed to catch his breath several times in mid-air, and the bloodstains on his face quickly disappeared. He glanced at Situ Huo in front of him and whispered:

"Is Liang Chuan here?"

Seeing that the peacock had been released so easily, Situ Huo was slightly uneasy and quickly nodded. Li Zhouwei understood immediately.
'That Liao Kong did indeed hold back Jiang Tou Shou…'

He glanced at Situ Huo and shook his head, saying:

"Don't worry too much. The carp has the true blood of the Fire-Binding True Mantra flowing through its veins, and it's an eighth-generation Maha. Your Golden Transformation isn't pure, and it's most vulnerable to cultivators like it. There's no way you can stop it..."

The King of Wei coughed once or twice, expelling the burning phlegm from his lungs, then looked up at him and specifically reminded him:
"You'd better be careful, and stay away from him at all costs. If you're not careful, this peacock could be your mortal enemy!"

Situ Huo paused for a moment, then nodded heavily. Li Zhouwei turned and descended. As soon as he passed through the blazing fire in the sky, he saw the billowing female water vapor, and below was already in chaos.

Sima Xun, dressed in blue, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and said:
"King Wei...the monks have all left...only the two compassionate ones remain..."

This was expected. They were already at a disadvantage, and the Great Desire Path was cautious; they scattered as soon as reinforcements appeared, making it difficult to catch any big fish. Li Zhouwei wasn't particularly concerned at the moment, following the man named Chi Xuan down, listening to him hurriedly say:

"But... Master Yu is in trouble!"

The two landed in the city. The original formation had long been broken, and many buildings had collapsed. Fortunately, the main hall in the center was still intact. Li Zhouwei stepped into it and saw Yu Xi leaning against the seat.

The old man's entire upper body was almost completely shattered, held together by a thin film of water. His face was covered in shimmering gold, and drops of gray water dripped from the crevices of his wrinkles, dissipating into the air.

He squinted, obscuring his expression, but his hands trembled as if he were enduring unspeakable pain, and his supernatural powers remained silent.

Yu Xixin stood beside him, holding the master's hand, seemingly doing her best to regulate his breathing. Upon seeing Li Zhouwei enter, Shangguan Mi, standing to his side, bowed slightly and explained:

"Senior... to save me..."

Li Zhouwei was not surprised at all. From the moment he saw the old man, he had already predicted today's outcome. It was just a matter of whether he would perish on the spot.

Yu Xixin seemed to recognize the old man, showing some sympathy. She looked quite sorrowful and turned around to say:

“King Wei… Senior Yu’s physical body was already weak. After being struck by that sunlight, if it weren’t for his cultivation of the Yin Water, he would probably have already turned into a puddle of water. He’s only clinging to life with my elixirs… He won’t last much longer…”

Li Zhouwei whispered:

"Is it enough to get back to Jianghuai?"

Yu Xixin hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"enough…"

Li Zhouwei let out a breath, looked at the old man in front of him, and said:

"I have noted your merits, Master. This place is really not a safe haven. Why don't we have someone escort the old master back?"

His words were somewhat cryptic, but everyone understood what he meant. Yu Xi was already completely disoriented, but he forced himself to stay alert and nodded slightly.

Clearly, being able to die in the Jianghuai region and use his spiritual body to nourish future generations also fulfilled one of the old man's wishes.

Li Zhouwei stepped aside, untied the scroll from his waist, and handed it over, saying:
"Senior Liu—please fetch a magical artifact containing female water to escort the old man back to his hometown..."

Since Liu Changdie emerged from seclusion, his control over the Xuan Treasury has greatly improved. Although he can't exchange for specific spiritual treasures, he can still designate a lineage. He nodded solemnly.

Li Zhouwei then stood up, gave Yu Xi a deep look, and Shangguan Mi stepped forward to bow, solemnly saying:

"I accept your kindness, senior!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xi seemed to regain some clarity and nodded with difficulty. Li Zhouwei turned around and stepped out of the hall. Inside, there was naturally a burst of supernatural power and a secret technique to stabilize the situation. After waiting for a while, Shangguan Mi finally came out.

The man looked somewhat downcast, seemingly uneasy.

"Your Majesty!"

Li Zhouwei turned to the side and asked:

"If Yu Xi hadn't blocked that mysterious light for you..."

Shangguan Mi understood and lowered his head, saying:
"If not, it would likely be a serious injury... While it wouldn't necessarily kill him on the spot, it would take at least twenty or thirty years to recover to his current state..."

Li Zhouwei's furrowed brows finally relaxed slightly, and he said:

"he…"

Shangguan Mi said in a low voice:

"Your subordinate understands, but Senior Yu risked his life to save me. Even if he intended to protect future generations, I accept his kindness. I will look after the Yu family's descendants... and I will also take on a disciple and carefully nurture him..."

Li Zhouwei nodded silently, rubbed his temples, and said:
"It was also my mistake. I underestimated the determination of the carp. I should have sent more people to Juancheng."

Shangguan Mi disagreed, saying:
"With more people in Juancheng, the carp will definitely head to Shu or some other place, and who knows what storms will rage then..."

As the two were talking, Liu Changdie came out carrying a treasure bowl, its color hazy. He hurriedly bowed, not daring to delay for a moment, and headed south. Only then did Yu Xixin come forward and say:

"Masters Lü An and Pang Queyun have just gone to Yuncheng, and the other masters are not seriously injured... It's just a pity about Senior Yu..."

Li Zhouwei shook his head. The injuries on his face were still throbbing slightly, but there was no sign of serious harm. He said:

"Your elixir was able to keep him alive, so it must have been made with top-grade spiritual materials, right?"

Yu Xixin could only sigh:

"Yes, there is one Heavenly Essence... but not much left..."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Mi immediately felt it was absurd, and his heart was filled with indescribable complex emotions:

'That old man was willing to be injured and even die for me in order to save a single dose of [Heavenly Essence]... But this spiritual water was only a slightly more precious resource for this Master Yu. Yet, when the old man was dying, he still used [Heavenly Essence] to prolong his life...'

Li Zhouwei's original intention was to make amends to Master Yu, but upon hearing the name "Tianyi Chunyuan," his eyes narrowed slightly. Looking at the rising purple qi around the other man, he calmly said:

"What kind of elixir is it?"

Yu Xixin shook her head and sighed:
"It is unique to my clan and is called the [Heavenly Essence Extraction Pill]. It has endless wonderful uses. I am not knowledgeable about alchemy and cannot explain it. However... I have heard that it was obtained by the [Heavenly Essence Extraction] refining method bestowed by the True Brilliant Mystic Lord in the past."