From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 233 That Person, That Sword [Please give me a monthly ticket!!]

Liu Bo and Xia Jiajie were playing in the square. Various terms such as Moon Essence Wheel, Nanming Sword, Five Thunder Talisman, Five Elements Heavenly Thunder appeared one after another.

Mr. Xie saw it from afar and just smiled knowingly.

Although the dozen or so prospective sword masters who were watching did not naively join in, they still felt a surge of excitement in their hearts when they heard these terms.

Most of these sword masters are young people in their twenties.
Young people love epic legends the most.
Especially the legends of their peers can resonate more with them.

Since October, unable to resist their pleading, Instructor Ma spent a whole day telling them a story about Baiyun Mountain.

"There is a strange mountain in the north of Shuchuan. It is in the clouds and connected to the sky. It is the same as all the famous mountains and rivers you have seen when traveling. The difference is that there is a small Taoist temple on the mountain..."

Instructor Ma talked about how the clouds broke and the clouds appeared over Ma Yi Mountain, and that was the first time the authorities noticed the strange anomaly;
Talking about blood clouds overturning the mountains and the sun and moon shining together, someone tore the blood clouds apart with a sword, crossing the sky;

It talks about the thunder from heaven that killed ghosts and eliminated evil spirits, and the treacherous ghost king who was overwhelming the sky and the sun was instantly reduced to dust.

All prospective sword masters know that in modern society, while they are still practicing sword sparring, there are already people who can fly across the starry sea and travel to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening.

They also knew that the realm above the innate state is called the seeding state.

It turns out that the Baiyun Mountain in Shuchuan is the most powerful place in the current Chinese cultivation world.

Everyone was fascinated and dizzy, and every time they put themselves in the situation, their bodies would tremble.

Being young and admiring the strong, Li Yang's popularity in Yuanjun Temple is growing day by day. He has gained a group of fans before he even leaves the tower.

As a result, Ke He and Xia Jiajie's popularity in Yuanjun Temple also soared. Yu Bao practiced every day and almost never showed up. Ke He was gradually becoming the big sister in Yuanjun Temple.

After a while of crazy noise, Xia Jiajie ran to Ke He and asked curiously, "So when can Master Li come out of seclusion? I saw Elder Xie running up the mountain several times."

"I don't know." Ke He shook his head and whispered, "How can a little Karami like me tell that kind of cultivation?"

Xia Jiajie patted Ke He's shoulder and said, "It can't be helped. Your brother's sword is the most powerful in China. Everyone is waiting for him."

Although Xia Jiajie has always been careless, she has noticed the recent international public opinion situation.

China needs this sword at this moment.
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Above the Zhaojian Tower, there is still a canopy of colorful clouds.

After the bell rang, Qi Qiansu saw something mysterious and ordered the entrance of the tower to be sealed. It has been two months now.

This Zhaojian Tower stands quietly in the cypress and pine forest. The pine wind blows in the frost and snow, and the waves are rolling. No one can imagine what the scene is like inside.

"call!"

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a light breeze blew in the originally quiet nine-story pagoda, blowing the hem of the young Taoist's clothes, making a faint sound in the darkness.

In the slightly deep and spacious space, there were clouds and colorful lights. The statues of Bixia Yuanjun on both sides had compassionate faces. In the center of the space was an ancient sword inserted in a bluestone, and there was a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in front of the ancient sword.

As he breathed in and out, clouds and rays of light were exhaled from the young Taoist's mouth and nose.

He closed his eyes, looking half dead and half alive.

As his chest rose and fell slightly, the clouds that filled the entire space were stirred by the air currents.

In his ancestral acupoint, two spots of light were entangled with the vibrations of a small dragon.

In this way, the two light spots seemed to be collecting information about the phantom dragon and analyzing its origin. The ancient sword inserted in the bluestone made a tremor from time to time.

The invisible system interface popped up automatically, and several lines of data continued to increase rapidly.

"call!"

"Shh!"

As the air was breathing in and out, a light breeze blew by again.

Then, his little finger moved, and everything seemed normal...

On December 5th, after staying on Yaji Mountain for three days, Mr. Xie still did not wait for Li Yang to come out. He sighed and took Xie Yu back down the mountain.
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Baiyun Mountain, Baiyun Temple.

The parents above often go out and stroll around the streets by themselves, and the left-behind children have become accustomed to it. Under Chi Yanhong's arrangement, everything is in order and all industries are developing steadily.

Chi Yanhong had also been to Yaji Mountain several times. He took a few glances at the canopy on the top of the tower and then returned. At this time, he was in the Yuchan Hall in the back mountain, inhaling and exhaling sunlight to practice the Yangji Extreme Eating Qi Method.

The news that Qi Qiansu was in seclusion in Qingcheng Mountain had already spread.
With Qi Qiansu's level of cultivation, even Wang Xin could guess what the purpose of this retreat was.

Chi Yanhong is a person who never wants to be left behind. Seeing that Qi Qiansu, who is at the same level of strength as him, is about to surpass him, he has spent more effort on eating Qi than usual in recent days.

The mountains in Shuchuan are mostly cold, and are covered with frost and snow in winter. Fortunately, there is a Zhaoluan sword in Baiyun Mountain, which is activated by Chi Yanhong's magic. Therefore, although it is winter on Baiyun Mountain, there is no ice or snow.

In the sacred field of the Taoist temple in Qianshan, a man and a woman were bending over to plant rice. Although the yield of Yueling rice is very low, its growing cycle is short and only one crop is grown per month. Now is the monthly rice planting season.

"Master Li hasn't come back yet. My master has been invited to go abroad with Master Xie next month. Soon we will be left-behind children again."

Wang Xin sighed as he was planting rice.

Zhu Ling smiled and said, "Master Chi went abroad for national affairs, so we should support him."

"Support? Do you know what we are going to do abroad this time?"

Wang Xin looked mysterious, and whispered in Ke He's ear, "This time we are going abroad to meet with the global cultivation forces, so there will inevitably be friction and fighting!"

"Look, although my master is quite powerful in China, there are more than 10 billion people in the world. Who knows if there are people like Master Li in some countries? The risks are unpredictable."

Zhu Ling frowned when he heard this, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

Wang Xin sighed, "It would be great if Master Li hadn't gone into seclusion. Without Master Li, I always feel uneasy."

Zhu Ling's face turned bitter when he heard this. He looked up at Wang Xin and asked, "Brother, do you think our master has forgotten about us?"

"How could that be? Master Li only has you as his disciple. He will never forget you no matter who he forgets."

Wang Xin, who was muscular and dark-skinned, raised his head and showed his white teeth: "Don't think too much, he's just in seclusion. I don't think it's strange for a god-like person like him to be in seclusion for a year or two."

"What? There's still a year or so left?" Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling pouted and felt even more uncomfortable.

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Wang Xin quickly tried to smooth things over: "Nonsense, I was just talking nonsense. Maybe I'll be back tomorrow. If I had such a smart and beautiful female apprentice, I would definitely not be wandering around outside all the time."

"Brother, what are you talking about..." Zhu Ling blushed when Wang Xin described her as smart and beautiful, lowered her head and said softly.

This hint of shyness when she lowered her head made Wang Xin's heart flutter and he forgot what to say.

The best way to cultivate Taoism and eat Qi is to nourish one. Li Yang personally taught Zhu Ling the Yuchan Qi eating method. Combined with the daily offering of Bailing rice, Zhu Ling now looks pretty and has gained three more points of spiritual energy compared to when she first came to Baiyun Mountain.

Originally, Wang Xin had been quite critical of Zhao Ziyao's laziness, using the excuse that 'the puppet's body is made of special material and can't touch water', but now he feels that it's great without that guy ruining the mood and acting as a light bulb, and the thought of finding Chi Yanhong to complain about Zhao Ziyao's laziness has faded a little.

This spiritual field is different from the one Wang Xin later cultivated on the mountainside. This spiritual field is located in the Taoist temple. It was expanded from the original vegetable field of Baiyun Temple. It has extremely high quality and is the only spiritual field that can grow Yueling rice.

"Swish"

After working for a long day, the rice seedlings were finally planted. Wang Xin and Zhu Ling were about to take a break when they suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the other side of the spiritual field.

Wang Xin and Zhu Ling rushed over upon hearing the noise, only to see a fat squirrel and a golden toad frolicking in the garden.

Wang Xin was about to drive away the two guys who often stole food in the garden, but Zhu Ling stopped him with a hand.

In the center of the two foreign objects was a small sprout that had just emerged from the water and had already sprouted green leaves.

"What's planted here seems to be the little stone that Master planted here, right?" Zhu Ling thought for a moment and asked in confusion.

Wang Xin was stunned when he heard this, and then his pupils shrank as he looked at the tender bud in shock, muttering,
“This is not a pebble…”

(End of this chapter)