Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

It’s more than three hundred miles outside the Sword Burial Valley.

There is a small town here.

The name of the town is Baimu Town.

This is an ordinary and quiet town, as if isolated from the world and undisturbed by the troubles of the outside world.

The residents here live a life of working from sunrise to sunset, and have harmonious and close relationships with each other, just like a big family.

When Luo Yao stepped into this small town, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

He strolled along the streets of the town. The houses on both sides were simple and elegant, and the trees on both sides of the streets were lush and green, giving people a feeling of tranquility and harmony.

He came to an inn and planned to rest there.

The owner of the inn is a middle-aged man with a kind face and a warm attitude.

When he saw Luo Yao, he immediately came forward and greeted him warmly: "Sir, are you staying at our hotel? We have the best rooms here, and I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Luo Yao nodded and said, "Please arrange a guest room for me."

The boss immediately agreed and personally took Luo Yao to a clean and tidy guest room.

Luo Yao put down his luggage, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to think about his next plan.

He knew that although he had inherited a lot of sword skills, he still needed a long period of practice and understanding to truly master this power. In this process, he needed a quiet and safe place to practice so as not to be disturbed by the outside world.

Whitewood Town was just the right place.

This place is far away from the hustle and bustle, the environment is beautiful, and the residents are simple and unpretentious and will not cause him any trouble.

Therefore, Luo Yao decided to stay here and start his journey of cultivation.

In the following days, Luo Yao would go to a forest outside the town to practice every morning.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated his sword intent on the tip of the sword, emitting sharp and profound sword intent in all directions.

As time went by, his sword intent became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding trees seemed to be drawn towards him.

Every time this happened, Luo Yao would feel a powerful force coming from all directions and pouring into his body.

His sword intent also became stronger and stronger under the nourishment of this power.

He knew that this was a manifestation of his gradual mastery of the lost sword tradition during his training.

In addition to practicing, Luo Yao would also wander around the town and communicate with the residents.

He found that although these residents lived a simple life, they all had a pure and kind character.

They are helpful and caring towards others, making Luo Yao feel the long-lost warmth and peace.

In this small town, Luo Yao spent a peaceful and fulfilling time.

His sword skills were also steadily improving in this calmness.

However, the good times did not last long.

One night, when Luo Yao was practicing in the inn, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps and shouts coming from outside.

He hurried out of the room to check the situation, only to see a group of masked men in black clothes wreaking havoc and looting property in the town.

Luo Yao was shocked, he knew that these men in black were definitely not good people.

He immediately drew his sword and rushed towards the man in black.

When the men in black saw Luo Yao rushing towards them, they all attacked him.

But Luo Yao's swordsmanship had reached perfection. He easily dodged the attack of the man in black and fought back.

For a moment, the open space in front of the inn was filled with sword energy and flashes of knives.

Luo Yao relied on his powerful sword intent and sword skills to defeat the men in black one by one.

But the men in black seemed to be endless, pouring into the town in increasing numbers.

Luo Yao knew that something was wrong. He knew that he had to find out the origins and purpose of these men in black as soon as possible in order to protect the safety of the town.

In the next few days, Luo Yao rushed around to investigate the situation of the man in black.

He found that these men in black seemed to be looking for something, and their target was Baimu Town.

Luo Yao's heart sank, he knew he had to find out their purpose and stop them as soon as possible.

After some investigation, Luo Yao finally found the lair of the man in black, a mysterious cave hidden deep in the mountains.

He immediately went to the cave to investigate and found that there was indeed a huge secret hidden in the cave, an ancient formation that had been lost for a long time!

This ancient formation exudes a dark and ancient atmosphere. In the center is suspended a bead emitting a faint light. The bead seems to contain endless power and secrets, and is exactly what the man in black covets.

Luo Yao immediately understood in his mind that this formation and beads might be the root cause of the crisis in the town.

"Alas, this cultivation world is so chaotic. You can encounter such things in any small town."

Originally, Luo Yao came here.

The purpose is to find a place to have a good rest.

But now it seems.
It's not working.

Luo Yao sighed softly. Although he felt helpless, he knew that he couldn't just sit back and watch.

If this ancient formation and beads fall into the hands of evil people, the consequences will be disastrous. Not only will Baimu Town be destroyed, but the entire surrounding area will probably fall into turmoil.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes determined, and decided to go deep into the cave to uncover the truth of it all and stop the conspiracy of the man in black.

The interior of the cave is intricate and filled with traps and mechanisms, which can easily lead to danger if you are not careful.

Relying on his keen perception and extraordinary swordsmanship, Luo Yao resolved these crises one by one and advanced step by step.

Along the way, he also found many traces of men in black, and it was obvious that they were also looking for the core of the formation.

Luo Yao was secretly alert and quickened his pace.

Finally, after a difficult trek, Luo Yao arrived at the deepest part of the cave.

There, the ancient formation shone brightly, and beads were suspended in the center of the formation, emitting an alluring light.

The leader of the men in black was standing at the edge of the formation, staring at the bead greedily, as if he would have endless power as long as he took it for himself.

"Humph, a mere mortal dares to get his hands on such a divine object?" Luo Yao snorted coldly, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the leader of the men in black, pointing his sword straight at his throat: "Tell me, who are you? Why do you want to snatch this ancient formation and beads?"

The leader of the men in black looked pale, but soon regained his composure and sneered, "Humph, you are just a sword cultivator, do you think you are worthy of knowing our identities? If you know what's good for you, just get out of the way, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Luo Yao remained unmoved. The tip of his sword trembled slightly, releasing a trace of sword energy, which oppressed the leader of the men in black so much that he could hardly breathe. "Speak or not?"

Facing Luo Yao's questioning, the leader of the men in black finally showed some fear, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted: "We... We are from the 'Xie Ming Sect'! This ancient formation and beads are treasures that our sect has been looking for for generations. We must take them away today no matter what!"

"'Xie Ming Cult'?"

Luo Yao frowned slightly. Although he had some knowledge of the major forces in the cultivation world, he had never heard of this "Xie Ming Sect".

"Humph, a mere inferior sect dares to covet such a treasure? It's simply courting death!"

After that, Luo Yao no longer hesitated, and swung his sword, the sword light slashed at the leader of the men in black like a streak of silk. Seeing this, the leader of the men in black quickly used his body skills to dodge, and at the same time waved his hand to summon several men in black to besiege Luo Yao.

However, Luo Yao's swordsmanship had reached perfection, and these men in black were no match for him.

His figure was erratic and the sword was shining like a weave. Every sword was aimed at the vital points of the man in black with incredible precision.

Soon, the men in black fell one after another, and no one was spared.

The leader of the men in black was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Luo Yao to be so powerful.

He knew he couldn't escape and could only fight to the death.

He roared angrily, and black air shrouded his body. He turned into a black shadow and pounced towards Luo Yao.

Luo Yao snorted coldly, swung his sword, and the sword light rushed forward like a dragon.

The two rays of light collided violently in the air, causing a deafening roar.

In the end, Luo Yao successfully defeated the attack of the leader of the men in black with his profound sword intent and sword skills, and killed him with a single sword strike.

As the leader of the men in black fell, the men in black in the cave lost their fighting spirit and fled in all directions.

Luo Yao did not chase after them, as he knew very well that these men in black were just pawns and the real mastermind was probably still lurking in the dark.

He turned and looked at the ancient formation and beads, thinking secretly in his heart.

He knew that this bead and formation contained tremendous power and secrets, and if it got out of control it would cause a disaster.

He must find a solution as soon as possible and seal it up.

So, Luo Yao began to study this ancient formation carefully.

With his profound understanding of swordsmanship and superficial knowledge of formations, he gradually figured out the operating rules of the formations.

He discovered that this bead was the core of the formation. As long as it was taken out and placed properly, the operation of the formation would be destroyed.

After some effort, Luo Yao finally succeeded in taking the bead out of the formation.

He felt the tremendous power and ancient aura contained in the beads, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

He knew that this bead was extraordinary and must be kept properly.

He looked around and found a hidden chamber in the cave.

With a thought, he put the beads into the storage ring, then flashed into the secret room.

In the secret room, he set up several prohibitions and formations to ensure that the beads could not be easily discovered or stolen.

Only after doing all this did Luo Yao breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew that he had done his best, and as for what happened next, he could only leave it to fate.

He walked out of the secret room and prepared to leave the cave and return to Baimu Town.

However, when he walked out of the cave, he found that a large number of monks had gathered outside.

They had obviously received the news and rushed over to fight for the ancient formation and beads.

Luo Yao's heart trembled, knowing that a war was inevitable.

But he did not retreat. If he had retreated, the people in the town would probably suffer.

So, he gripped the sword tightly in his hand and looked at the monks with a firm gaze.

These monks came from different sects and forces. Some wore gorgeous robes and held strange magical weapons, while others wore heavy armor, like the gods of war descending.

Their eyes were full of greed and fanaticism, as if Luo Yao in front of them was just a piece of fat meat that was about to be divided up.

"Humph, you dare to stop us with just one person?"

A burly monk took a step forward with a sneer. He held a huge battle axe in his hand, and violent fluctuations of qi and blood surrounded his body.

Luo Yao smiled calmly, raised the tip of his sword, and responded: "Stop? I'm just protecting the peace of this land."

Before he finished his words, the burly monk roared, swung his battle axe, and with a gust of wind, he chopped towards Luo Yao.

The rest of the cultivators also used their methods, and various spells and magic weapons intertwined into one, attacking Luo Yao.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Luo Yao seemed unusually calm.

He moved lightly between the attacks, waving his sword. Every swing of his sword resolved the crisis just right, and he turned defense into offense, launching a counterattack against those monks.

His swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, with the power of thunder and lightning, yet also delicate and subtle.

Each of his swords contains his profound understanding and unique insights into the way of the sword, allowing him to easily withstand the siege of many monks.

As time went by, those monks gradually found that not only were they unable to hurt Luo Yao at all, but they were repeatedly defeated by his counterattacks.

They began to feel panic and despair, calling out their companions' names, trying to seek help.

However, Luo Yao did not give them any chance to breathe.

He flashed and appeared in front of a cultivator with higher cultivation. He swung his sword, and the sword light penetrated the opponent's protective aura like lightning and killed him with one blow.

This sword shook the hearts of all the monks like thunder.

They had never seen such a powerful swordsman before, and had never thought that they would be defeated so easily by him.

"Stop! We admit defeat!"

A monk who seemed to be the leader finally couldn't help but shout.

He knew very well that if he and others continued like this, they would die in vain.

Hearing this, Luo Yao lowered the tip of his sword and glanced at the surrounding cultivators with a cold gaze: "Give up? Have you ever thought about what will happen to the people in this town when you are trying to snatch this ancient formation and beads? Do you have any mercy on the people?"

The monks looked at each other in silence.

They knew that Luo Yao was right, and that they had indeed lost their reason and principles when faced with temptation.

"get out."

Luo Yao snorted coldly and swung his sword to create a sword energy barrier, isolating those cultivators outside.

Then he turned and left, disappearing from everyone's sight.

After returning to Baimu Town, Luo Yao didn't say much.

He knew very well that although he had temporarily calmed the storm, the disputes and greed in the cultivation world would never stop.

He found the people in the town and told them about his experience in the cave and the secrets of the ancient formation and beads.

And warned them to be careful and guard against those monks and forces that might attack again.

After hearing this, the people were all shocked at Luo Yao's bravery and wisdom, and expressed their gratitude and admiration.

They gathered in the center of the town and held a grand celebration for Luo Yao, expressing their gratitude to him for protecting the tranquility and peace of this land.

Luo Yao stood in the crowd, looking at the simple but grateful faces, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He knew that true strength lies not only in the superb swordsmanship, but also in the ability to guard the justice and kindness in one's heart and protect innocent people from harm. (End of this chapter)