Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Chen Huangpi is dead.

He fought the leader of the Tai Sui sect with swords and was killed on the spot with a single sword strike.

To be precise, he has died more than nine thousand times.

In reality, there was no such thing as a sword fight, because he couldn't even withstand a single sword strike and was instantly reduced to ashes.

I don't understand why someone who has died can come back to life.

I don't know why I got involved in the memories of the Tai Sui Cult Leader's sword fight with my master back then.

But Chen Huangpi knew one thing.

Of those nine thousand times, he fought through them with gritted teeth and tried every possible way to escape.

But the result was always the same: one sword strike and they died.

The other thing is.

The fact that the Grand Duke of Tai Sui could fight his master for a hundred moves before being defeated, and that no one in the entire Great Qian Immortal Dynasty thought he was all talk and no action, and that he was always mentioned in a tone of praise, is indeed remarkable.

After being resurrected once again.

Chen Huangpi roared in despair, "Huang Er! Help! The Tai Sui Cult Leader wants to fight me with swords again."

Each time he is resurrected, Chen Huangpi will reappear.

The Tai Sui Cult Leader would always leisurely walk over ten breaths later, carrying the Tai Sui Killing Sword.

Then came the day when Chen Huangpi died.

At this moment, the brass oil lamp was even more desperate than Chen Huangpi.

Its magical transformations failed.

There's no way to turn the dried tangerine peel back to its original state.

He could only retain the appearance of the abbot in his youth, seemingly becoming a part of the Tai Sui Sect Leader's memories of sword fighting back then.

"Our clan is finished."

The brass oil lamp wailed, "I reckon that before this Tai Sui Sect Leader died, his deepest obsession was the sword fight with the Abbot back then. If you can't defeat him, this memory will keep restarting."

"Defeat the Tai Sui Cult Leader within one hundred moves!"

"Family member, you should be able to do it, right?"

"Huang Er, I'm Master, no, I'm Huang Pi!"

Chen Huangpi was rambling incoherently; he was on the verge of being completely overwhelmed by the Tai Sui Cult Leader.

If he could defeat the Tai Sui Cult Leader in a hundred sword fights.

Will there be any Tai Sui sect that can reverse time and go back to the past?

It's likely that he rushed through that gray fog region as soon as he arrived in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty to find his uncle and inherit the throne.

The Tai Sui Cult Leader is close to the Dao.

Moreover, according to Elder Nirvana, this person possesses two Dao Fruits.

In the earliest times, sword formations were used to interpret the profound principles of heaven and earth.

However, he lost the sword duel and later turned to retraining, using swordsmanship to interpret his understanding of the world.

The Tai Sui Sect Leader, a master of both sword formations, cannot be described with terms like genius or prodigy.

Because these people have been famous for a long time, they are among those who stand at the top of the mountain.

He was a powerful figure from the same era as his master.

What can I use to fight this Tai Sui Cult Leader with swords?
"I'll defeat him in a hundred moves!"

Chen Huangpi gripped the brass oil lamp by the neck, gritting his teeth as he said, "I can't even withstand one move, what am I supposed to fight with? Sword fight, sword fight, why don't you fight Him?"

"I'd like to become the abbot, but do I look like it?"

The brass oil lamp rolled its eyes in agreement and said, "Master, you're now the abbot in someone else's memories. You won't die until the memories reach their end, but I'm not in someone else's memories!"

In fact, the brass oil lamp looked quite strange in my memory.

Although it didn't look the same, its color had turned a dull gray.

Moreover, it couldn't exert any power in this memory at all.

The Void-Piercing Divine Sword, Chen Huangpi's abilities, and the state of the Six Yin Gods all seemed to be sealed away.

However, even if those abilities remain unaffected.

Chen Huangpi had absolutely no chance of winning.

"If you really can't beat Him, just kowtow and surrender."

"I surrender to Him?"

Chen Huangpi flew into a rage: "I am now acting as Master. If I surrender, wouldn't I be disgracing Master?"

"Our family, if we surrender, we lose half."

"Even if we lose the fight, we won't lose our spirit!"

The brass oil lamp advised, "We can't fight back, we can't run away, we can't die, and we can't live. Why not settle this matter? Heaven, earth, you, and I will know, and no one else will know, right?"

"ridiculous!!!!"

Chen Huangpi angrily retorted, "His sword formations are unparalleled, but am I not a sword genius? My sword has never been inferior!"

"Just wait and see how I defeat Him!"

"Ah! The Tai Sui Cult Leader is here again!"

A terrified scream rang out from Chen Huangpi's mouth.

The figure of the Tai Sui Cult Leader slowly appeared before them.

The leader of the Tai Sui Cult walked over with an arrogant expression, carrying an unremarkable, rusty iron sword.

Yes, it was done on foot.

It was as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

"Chen Shidao, I acknowledge your title as the number one in the Xuanzhen Dao world."

"But it's hard to say who will win or lose in today's sword duel."

The Tai Sui Sect Leader repeated the conversation from years ago, coldly saying, "Although I entered the Dao through formations, I also have some knowledge of swordsmanship, and with this sword, how could you possibly defeat me?"

Actually, after dying nine thousand times.

Chen Huangpi had a general understanding of the sword duel from back then.

It seems that the master has no connection with the leader of the Tai Sui sect.

At least at this point, they weren't; they were just acquaintances.

It seems that the master had a disagreement with the leader of the Tai Sui sect on one matter. The two even had a big argument, and then they agreed to a sword duel, with the winner becoming the master.

At first, Chen Huangpi thought this matter was related to him.

But then he realized that the Tai Sui Killing Sword hadn't been renamed Dong Zhen yet, and he was still in that chaos, probably not even in the state of gold and black energy.

So they can't even climb the social ladder by using connections.

Then, the leader of the Tai Sui sect urged Chen Huangpi to draw his sword.

Looking at his empty palm, Chen Huangpi felt an urge to cry.

To draw a sword, you need a sword first!

I merely transformed into my master's appearance; I did not inherit his omnipotent power.

"Old Master, I'm one of our own!"

Chen Huangpi was almost in tears: "I'm also from the Tai Sui sect. I'm not my master. My name is Chen Huangpi. You should fight my master, Chen Shidao. If you want to fight, go fight him, not me!"

However, this is useless.

The memories of the Tai Sui Cult Leader kept repeating themselves.

The other party seemed not to hear what Chen Huangpi said, and continued to proceed according to the memory of the sword fight.

"Draw your sword, Chen Shidao."

"What a load of crap!"

Chen Huangpi was furious: "I am unarmed, and you are carrying the Tai Sui Killing Sword. You want to fight me with swords? Tai Sui Cult Leader, how can you be so shameless!"

"And you call yourself almost Taoist!"

"The Tai Sui Killing Sword is a weapon of destruction that is close to the Dao itself. The two of you fought my master together and still lost. Now you want to bully me again. I will expel you from the Tai Sui Sect!"

"No, I will spread your shamelessness throughout the world!"

"Ah!! I was wrong!"

With a single swing of his sword, the Tai Sui Cult Leader instantly obliterated everything around him.

It swept away everything in its path, changing the very fabric of the world.

Chen Huangpi was killed once again.

This memory is also being reset to zero.

The 9001st resurrection.

Chen Huangpi lay sprawled on the ground, staring blankly at the clouds in the sky.

The shadow of that sword still lingers in my mind.

"Huang Er, am I an idiot?"

"Are you crazy? How could you say such nonsense?"

The brass oil lamp said, "What fool in the world knows he's a fool? If he did, would he still be called a fool?"

"Then why would I be foolish enough to fight the Tai Sui Cult Leader with swords?"

Chen Huangpi turned to the side, covering his head with the hem of his Taoist robe, and secretly wiped away his tears.

Nine thousand and one times, nine thousand and one sword strikes.

Each sword strike is a simple and direct diagonal slash, with no difference whatsoever in terms of the angle of the strike or the resulting variations.

But he couldn't even catch that sword.

I can't even understand it.

Although I won't die, the pain is real.

The pain, which felt as if his entire being, from his physical body to his primordial spirit, had been annihilated, made Chen Huangpi feel that even the injuries he had sustained from the Underworld God's son were insignificant.

He and the Son of the Underworld fought a major battle halfway through their journey.

Despite using every means at their disposal, and with the added influence of the fog, they finally managed to kill their opponent.

But the Underworld God also beat his Six Yin Gods so badly that it felt like all his internal organs were about to burst open.

But if we had a choice.

Chen Huangpi would rather fight the Underworld God ten thousand times than fight the Tai Sui Cult Leader even once more.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Chen Huangpi wiped away her tears and sobbed, "Master said I was a genius. I know he was praising me because I am his most beloved child. But I have been shameless since I was a child. I tell everyone I meet that I am a genius."

"How could there be a genius more shameless than me?"

His Dao heart was completely shattered.

No, she's already been beaten to tears.

Upon seeing this, the brass oil lamp's face contorted in a grimace.

It has seen Chen Huangpi cry.

But I have never been beaten to tears.

Today, the leader of the Tai Sui Cult has accomplished this.

However, this Tai Sui Cult Master was ridiculously strong. Apart from Chen Huangpi, who fought against him, no one else could feel the splendor of that sword strike. In its eyes, the Tai Sui Cult Master had only cleaved with one sword.

Then Chen Huangpi was slaughtered.

"Is this Tai Sui Cult Leader out of his mind?!"

The brass oil lamp couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! The abbot isn't a swordsman either. Why are you fighting swords? Can't you fight something else, like refining pills or forging weapons?"

"Stop pretending to be all high and mighty. If you're so capable, throw away that broken sword!"

"It's fair for everyone to fight empty-handed!"

"Only a fool would fight you if you did that!"

Although the abbot is said to be the strongest in the Xuanzhen Dao world, the brass oil lamp is very certain of one thing: the abbot does not practice the way of the sword.

He only has a slight understanding of kendo.

In comparison, the abbot's fishing skills are probably higher than his swordsmanship.

That Tai Sui Cult Leader is shameless. He just didn't start cultivating again at this time, but instead achieved enlightenment through swordsmanship. However, he was already a master of both sword formations and the Tai Sui Killing Sword, which was almost a Dao.

It can be described as a combination of offense and defense.

Moreover, if Chen Huangpi hadn't inexplicably drawn out the power of the Organ Temple, he wouldn't have been able to defeat him even halfway through; at most, he would have been on par with a True Immortal.

A true immortal and the Grand Duke of Tai Sui engage in a sword fight?

Is there anything more foolish than this in the world?

The brass oil lamp thought there probably wasn't any left.

"Family member, stop secretly wiping away your tears, get up and fight the Tai Sui Sect Leader with swords."

Seeing the shameless figure slowly approaching, the brass oil lamp quickly pulled Chen Huangpi up from the ground.

This is a battle that must be fought.

If you can't win, you'll be trapped in that memory forever, endlessly repeating the same thing.

That would be worse than death.

She stretched out her slender palm and wiped away Chen Huangpi's little tears.

The brass oil lamp encouraged him, saying, "You've only died over nine thousand times. Master, strive to die ten thousand times. If you can withstand even one move within ten thousand, you'll win."

As he spoke, the brass oil lamp broke off a branch from the side and whittled it into a wooden sword.

"Take it, you can definitely do it!"

"..."

Chen Huangpi gripped the wooden sword, his face expressionless as he watched the Tai Sui Cult Leader approach him.

"Family member, what are you going to do?"

"The sword fight hasn't even started yet!"

"This is a sneak attack, this is cheating!"

"Whatever, I don't care about shame!"

Chen Huangpi imitated the way the Tai Sui Cult Leader swung his sword from his memory. Having been slashed more than nine thousand times, his body had developed a stress response, and he instinctively remembered the style of that sword strike.

So he also slashed out with his sword at an angle.

This sword was aimed at the Tai Sui Cult Leader's hateful square face.

"Chen Shidao, you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? I'm Chen Huangpi!"

Chen Huangpi's hair stood on end, anger rising in his heart and malice surging in his mind, and he brought down his sword.

The brass oil lamp was stunned.

Chen Huangpi was also stunned.

This sword strike severed the head of the Tai Sui Cult leader on the spot.

"Fuck!!!"

"What the hell?"

"Family member, you're not allowed to use foul language!"

The brass oil lamp stared wide-eyed and said, "You just killed the Tai Sui Cult Leader like that? You won the sword duel? Is it really possible for something to be so easy in this world?"

"Hahahaha!"

Chen Huangpi laughed excitedly, dancing with wild joy to the point of oblivion.

He had never actually considered ambushing the Tai Sui Cult Leader.

He treated it all as a replay of his memories. Coupled with the terrifying pressure from the Tai Sui Cult Leader, he would never have imagined that this would work if he hadn't been secretly wiping away tears and his mentality hadn't completely collapsed.

"Hateful! Hateful!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth, "I'm supposed to be the number one genius in the Xuanzhen Dao Realm! I never thought I'd be intimidated by this Tai Sui Sect Leader. I thought he was so powerful, but it turns out he's nothing special?"

"Huang Er, did you see that?"

"I won the sword duel!"

"The Grand Duke of Tai Sui didn't even have a chance to draw his sword before I killed him with a single strike!"

Who is the true genius of swordsmanship?

"Of course it's you, Chen Huangpi!"

The brass oil lamp couldn't understand why this was happening, but that didn't stop it from being just as excited as it was, oblivious to whether the Tai Sui cult leader was alive or dead, as long as Chen Huangpi had won.

The torment of dying and coming back to life again and again has finally changed.

Available in the next second.

Chen Huangpi glanced casually and suddenly saw the Tai Sui Cult Leader whose head he had cut off. He slowly reached out, picked up the head from the ground, and put it back down.

"What a fine Chen Shidao."

The Grand Duke of Tai Sui coldly said, "People say you're not good at swordsmanship, but I never expected your swordplay to be no less impressive than mine. However, this is only the first strike, come again!"

Before he could finish speaking, a sword was thrust at him.

This time, Chen Huangpi didn't even have time to react before his head was pierced and he turned to ashes.

After being resurrected.

Chen Huangpi was horrified to discover that he had not returned to the very beginning of the sword fight.

Moreover, the surrounding environment is not what it used to be.

Instead, it is in the starry sky.

He glanced down and saw a lifeless, yellowish-brown star cut in two.

"So, now it's the second sword..."

The brass oil lamp exclaimed in horror, "The first sword strike has already passed. The aftershocks of the sword strikes he and the Abbot unleashed cleaved the stars below. The Abbot won that sword strike, but you clearly didn't win!"

"Nonsense, doesn't my sneak attack count as a victory?"

Chen Huangpi roared fiercely, but was actually weak inside. Then he saw a point of sword light in the far distance, which kept growing larger in front of him.

The sword light seemed to come from the deepest part of the starry sky.

The Tai Sui Killing Sword was in front, the Tai Sui Cult Leader was behind, and behind that was endless sword light. Wherever the sword light passed, meteorites in the starry sky were instantly turned into nothingness.

Any single sword light is enough to annihilate a true immortal.

"kill!!!!"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth, picked up his wooden sword, and charged straight at the enemy.

He transformed into a long river of sword energy, even employing sword techniques that were so profound and mysterious that he couldn't comprehend the first sword strike of the Tai Sui Sect Master.

Although it's only a superficial understanding, and it's just copying what others are doing.

However, the power of his sword qi river was indeed much stronger than before.

However, it was no use.

After the sword strike...

Chen Huangpi fell towards the stars below.

His head was pierced, and his body was brutally obliterated by the sharp sword energy of the Tai Sui Killing Sword, turning him into ashes once again.

"Come again!!"

Having been resurrected once again, Chen Huangpi didn't even think twice before grabbing his wooden sword and charging towards the direction from which the Tai Sui Cult Leader was coming.

When the second sword strike was delivered, the Tai Sui Cult Leader was still saying those words.

Therefore, he had the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Unlike last time, Chen Huangpi charged towards the Tai Sui Cult Leader, but when he swung his sword down, it was as if he had cleaved through thin air.

And then, his figure returned to the original spot.

Then the leader of the Tai Sui Cult arrived.

Once, twice.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Huangpi died eight hundred times.

"I won't play anymore."

Chen Huangpi shook his head frantically and fled towards the star below: "I'm never playing again, I can't beat it, I can't beat it at all."

"Family member, hang in there a little longer!"

"I can't hold on for even a little bit."

Chen Huangpi collapsed and said, "He has lived for so many years, and I am so young. I can't beat him."

However, a sword light pierced through the star.

Chen Huangpi died along with him.

There was truly no way to escape, and no way to die.

Chen Huangpi turned over and over again, enduring the pain more than nine thousand times.

And this time.

Chen Huangpi has become completely numb.

He stood there blankly in the starry sky, watching the sword light rush towards him.

Suddenly...

Chen Huangpi gripped the wooden sword and charged toward the Tai Sui Cult Leader with the same posture and momentum.

Although the Tai Sui Cult Leader's sword strike was terrifying in its power.

Its power is terrifying to the extreme.

But when it came to Chen Huangpi, this time it was all just a pretty facade, collapsing at the slightest touch.

"Huang Er, I won again."

Chen Huangpi tilted his head, looking miserable, but he still grinned foolishly and said, "Hehe, I understand now. As long as I memorize the Tai Sui Sect Leader's sword moves with my body, I can win."

"hold onto!!!"

"There are only ninety-eight moves left. Each move will result in nine thousand to ten thousand deaths. It will be over soon!"

……

And at this moment.

In that endless gray fog.

Chen Huangpi kept his eyes closed, still pointing his sword at the mutated Tai Sui Sect Leader's brow.

Endless sword light flashed all around.

The corpses of evil dragons floated below.

The Elder of Annihilation sat cross-legged atop a dragon whose aura had reached the pinnacle of True Immortal. The aura surrounding him was as terrifying as mountains and abysses.

All the disciples of the Tai Sui Sect were now obeying his commands.

A sword formation even more powerful than the one Chen Huangpi used to set up protected Chen Huangpi and the Tai Sui Sect Leader.

Gray fog was frantically converging towards this place.

However, the hundreds of gray banners were also controlled by the Elder of Annihilation.

The gray fog won't get through for a while.

"Elder Silent Annihilation, the aura emanating from the Sect Leader has changed again."

"It's alright, he's just trying to awaken the old cult leader."

The Grand Elder of Annihilation looked up at Chen Huangpi and saw that the young sect leader was emanating an aura that, though very vague, was extremely familiar to him.

Those were the sword moves the old cult leader used when he fought that person.

There are a total of ninety-nine moves.

In the final move, the old cult leader was defeated, utterly and completely, and completely convinced of his defeat.

Later, the old cult leader and he tried to reenact that scene, using all ninety-nine sword moves countless times, but when it came to the last move, they could not defeat him no matter what.

Of course, this last move refers to that person's sword technique.

His name is Dongzhen.

The word "洞" (dong) signifies having a thorough understanding of everything, penetrating the universe, and having uninterrupted function.

Truth is the origin of all things, pointing directly to the Great Dao; my Dao is Truth.

The old sect leader couldn't break through that Cave Truth, so he renamed the Tai Sui Killing Sword and gave it to that person, then severed his own body, deciding to rebuild his swordsmanship and use the sword to uphold the righteous path.

However, there was one thing Elder Ji Mie did not understand.

"The young master is that person's disciple."

"Why did the old master teach this sword technique to the young master? This is the old master's way, but not his way."

Elder Ji Mie frowned. If one only wants to cultivate to the level of a True Immortal in this life, then learning the ways of others is fine. But if one wants to go further, the ultimate level of True Immortal cannot be contaminated by the ways of others.

Just like there is only one Dao Lord in an era.

In the end, this road becomes a road for one person; only one person can reach the end.

We can learn from others' methods, but we will never go astray.

Otherwise, one cannot reach the ultimate level of a true immortal, let alone step into something close to the Dao.

If one tries to force their way through, it will trigger the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man, and all the flaws in one's own path will turn into raging fire, burning everything to ashes.

Unless one is like the Sword Master of Xuanyang, who is preparing to stop halfway at the peak of True Immortal, that is why they would choose to follow the path of the old sect leader.

"The old cult leader is absolutely on that side."

Elder Silent Extinction coughed up a mouthful of blood and said in a low voice, "Even if he has mutated and his consciousness is trapped in those memories, he should not have ruined the young sect leader's path."

"Perhaps there is another purpose behind this."

……

"Ninety-nine moves!!!"

"Our clan! Ninety-nine moves!!!"

The brass oil lamp roared excitedly.

It was genuinely happy for Chen Huangpi.

However, Chen Huangpi couldn't laugh. His eyes were vacant as he stood outside the Xuanzhen Dao Realm, holding the wooden sword.

The starry sky is also part of the Xuanzhen Dao Realm.

Not a single star can be seen here.

It was a void, a vast and boundless expanse that stretched as far as the eye could see.

But Chenhuangpi is different.

He saw that beyond that void zone lay a chaotic and disordered scene.

Beneath his feet flowed a river of swords.

His sword river was far more powerful than before; all ninety-nine sword techniques of the Tai Sui Sect Master were reflected within it.

Those sword techniques were memorized by Chen Huangpi after countless deaths.

It's all ingrained in his very being.

Although it only has the form, at least it has a form.

Looking at Chen Huangpi in this state.

The brass oil lamp quickly pushed it, saying, "Family member, family member, say something! You're scaring me!"

Chen Huangpi showed no reaction whatsoever.

He was as lifeless as a piece of wood.

"It's over, he's gone mad from sword fighting."

The brass oil lamp went dark: "I'm afraid even if he's cured, he'll still drool."

Each time you manage to memorize the general outline of a sword move, it takes about ten thousand repetitions.

Ninety-nine moves, and Chen Huangpi is equivalent to dying more than nine hundred thousand times.

No one could withstand that!

"Damn Tai Sui Cult Leader!"

The brass oil lamp couldn't help but curse, "You son of a bitch, get out here! Fuck you, don't think I didn't see it, you're deliberately messing with Chen Huangpi!"

"What kind of sword fight is this in the world?!"

"You were never going to be able to defeat the abbot, and with that final sword strike, you lost completely."

"What, you can't accept defeat now, huh?"

"Trying to get revenge on the abbot's disciple? How can you be so shameless!"

"We even wanted to save you, you're a beast!"

But at this moment.

Chen Huangpi suddenly reached out and grabbed the brass oil lamp.

"Huang Er, look..."

"What are you looking at?"

"Look there..."

Chen Huangpi stared blankly into the chaos, as if there was something there.

The brass oil lamp stared wide-eyed, straining to see what was happening.

But it saw nothing.

"Is that old bastard, the Tai Sui Cult Leader, there? Okay, I'll curse him right there!"

The brass oil lamp no longer used the name "He," but simply called it "it," and then used the most vicious language to curse the entire family of the Tai Sui cult leader.

But Chen Huangpi still stared blankly in that direction.

Words appeared in his eyes.

The words were blue.

It is the Daoist script of Taixu.

Taixu is right there.

A phantom image of a blue ox appeared in Chen Huangpi's mind.

Its horns reach the sky, its hooves pound the ground, and it has four eyes, each with a double pupil, as if reflecting a different world.

That is the Heavenly Dao of Taixu.

At this moment, the figure of the Tai Sui Cult Leader slowly appeared.

However, this time, his sword duel with Master Chen Huangpi seems to have temporarily stopped.

The leader of the Tai Sui sect was also looking in that direction.

"The world outside the Xuanzhen Dao Realm?"

"It seems like something terrible is happening there."

"If I hadn't crossed over to that world, my Dao Fruit would have been suppressed by the Heavenly Dao rules of that world. Otherwise, I really would have liked to go and take a look."

The Tai Sui Sect Leader's voice was somewhat complicated: "What will the new world be like? There may be powerful beings in that world who are close to the Dao, but that world should not be as good as my Xuanzhen Dao Realm."

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi instinctively asked, "How is the Taixu World inferior to the Xuanzhen Dao Realm?"

He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly realized that this was just a replay of the Tai Sui Cult Leader's memories.

The other party had not responded to me on so many occasions before.

How could they possibly respond this time?

But to Chen Huangpi's surprise,

The Grand Duke of Tai Sui spoke up: "Because my Xuanzhen Dao Realm is already preparing to leave, although this realm contains everything and nurtures all living beings, it is becoming more and more broken and cannot become a perfect world."

"Go out and expand the territory of the Great Qian to other worlds."

"This is what we wanted to do back then."

"However, your master disagreed. He said it was too hasty. If the Xuanzhen Dao Realm cannot become a perfect world, everything else is just empty talk."

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "So you can hear me!!!!!"

The Grand Duke nodded: "I can hear you, I've heard you from the very beginning. It's just that you're not very capable, but you have a big mouth, calling yourself a genius all the time."

"Tsk, you're the complete opposite of your master."

"Nonsense, I was raised by my master since I was a child, and everyone says I look a lot like my master."

"Does it look like it? Not at all."

The leader of the Tai Sui Sect then turned around leisurely and sneered at Chen Huangpi: "I admire your master. Don't think that I was more arrogant than you back then. I know him better than anyone else."

"Your master is far more shameless than you."

"You're slandering me!"

Chen Huangpi was furious: "How could my master be as shameless as me? No, my master is not shameless at all! He has the world in his heart, loves all living beings, and has the highest moral character."

"He also called me a genius, a genius who is unparalleled in both sword and formation techniques, a genius that has never been seen before in history."

"The Underworld Emperor is also mentioned in his words."

"That old bastard Immortal Venerable is one of them too."

"Even the charlatan who worships Lingtian is called a genius by him."

"There are many other people he calls geniuses."

The Tai Sui Cult Leader sneered, "But he always says that he has no talent and can't be considered a real genius. As a result, those real geniuses were beaten into submission by him one after another."

"If it weren't for that final sword strike that pierced through to the core, I would have really thought I could have fought your master to a standstill."

"Come on, Chen Huangpi, right?"

"Huang Tian, ​​right? Tell me, is your master shameless or not?"

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Huangpi was completely stunned. His eyes darted around as he looked at the brass oil lamp beside him.

The brass oil lamp, however, left me utterly astonished.

"Fellow clansman, how could you be so shameless?"

"So it turns out that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. The problem lies with the abbot!"

Although the brass oil lamp didn't know anything about the abbot's affairs, it had briefly mentioned him when the abbot was telling Chen Huangpi about his genius for cultivation.

The abbot said he became a true immortal at the age of thirteen.

There are geniuses who cultivate even faster than him.

Therefore, he cannot be considered a true genius.

But the number one person in the Xuanzhen Daoist world, who defeated all the geniuses, was none other than the Abbot.

The brass oil lamp brought to mind the feelings of other geniuses.

I found that it was incredibly frustrating.

They keep calling people geniuses; they're really targeting geniuses.

"No! What's the point of saying all this!"

Chen Huangpi angrily said, "You've killed me so many times, what exactly do you want? You're clearly conscious, you can let me take you out at any time!"

"If I wanted to kill you, would I need to go through all this trouble?"

"You little brat, you're really getting a good deal and then complaining. You learned my ninety-nine sword moves for nothing. You should really understand them yourself, and then you can talk to me about them."

The leader of the Tai Sui Cult said something disdainfully.

Chen Huangpi immediately felt that his mind had undergone some strange changes.

The shadow of having died more than nine hundred thousand times seemed to have been completely wiped away at this moment.

Even the injuries sustained in the battle with the Son of the Underworld have been fully recovered.

Furthermore, Chen Huangpi felt that the operation of his Yin-Yang Harmony Transformation Technique was becoming smoother and faster. If this continued, he would probably be able to cultivate the Six Yang Gods in no time.

Simply go to Tanggu, and you will be able to summon the Six Yang Gods, whose Yin and Yang will unite to form the Primordial Spirit!

"What a shrewd leader of the Tai Sui sect!"

Chen Huangpi immediately changed his expression and said, "As expected of what my master told me, he is the elder I can trust the most in the world! Uncle Tai Sui, I am young and ignorant. You won't hold it against me for the time I scolded you before, will you?"

The Grand Duke of Tai Sui said indifferently, "These are all minor matters, but I cannot ignore the fact that you, kid, came to guide me."

"Why? Isn't this a good thing?"

"Good thing?"

The Tai Sui Cult Leader glanced at Chen Huangpi expressionlessly: "I'm very tired, really tired, so tired that I want to rest for a while. Even your master wouldn't do something like waking me up and making me get up to fight again."

"You really want me to blow up the other Dao Fruit too, don't you?"

"Uncle Tai Sui, how could you think so badly of me!"

Chen Huangpi's face turned red, and he said angrily, "Although I am young, I would never do such a thing. Besides, you did not leave any instructions. Neither I nor anyone in the Tai Sui Sect knew that you were in a deep sleep. They all thought you were about to die."

"I left it, but I left it to my mortal enemy."

"A mortal enemy? Is it the leader of the Intercepting Heaven Sect?"

"Him? What's the point of leaving him to a dead man?"

The Grand Duke of Tai Sui shook his head: "My mortal enemy is the genius your master mentioned who cultivated to become a True Immortal even faster than him. Only that person can carry out the inspection work after me."

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, the brass oil lamp said, "Master Tai Sui, you old king... why isn't this 'return of the king' one move after a hundred sword fights? Isn't there one more move left?"

"What? You want to see me make a fool of myself too?"

The leader of the Tai Sui sect stared at the brass oil lamp with icy eyes, as sharp as a sword.

The brass oil lamp chuckled and said, "It's not that bad, I just wanted to see the abbot's demeanor."

"There will be a chance."

The Tai Sui Sect Leader sneered, "I have already learned the final sword technique, Cave True Body. Once I figure out how to break this move, you and Chen Huangpi will both see it."

After saying that, the Tai Sui Cult Leader casually grabbed a semi-transparent figure and it appeared in his palm.

The translucent figure was tattered and broken, yet a golden nail gleamed inside its body.

"Here you are, the Netherworld Lamp from Taixu."

"what about me?"

Chen Huangpi asked excitedly, "Master, can you teach me this move, 'Dongzhen'?"

"of course can."

The Tai Sui Sect Leader said arrogantly, "However, if this sword strike is not meant to kill someone who is close to the Dao, how can it be easily shown to others?"

"Then let those four defeated opponents who are almost at the level of Tao give you a demonstration."

After the words were spoken, everything around them became incredibly ethereal and indistinct.

Then, Chen Huangpi opened his eyes.

He saw the Tai Sui Cult Leader's mutated body shedding all its ominousness.

Boom! ! ! !

The sword formation Dao Fruit from the Tai Sui Sect instantly transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

The Tai Sui Cult Leader opened his eyes.

This vast expanse of time is flowing backwards.

To be precise, it was Chen Huangpi who was being led against the current by this Tai Sui cult leader. (End of Chapter)