Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 367 Something
Upon seeing the mountain collapse and the blood flowing out, Huangfu Yi knew that this was not a situation he could handle. He stopped cultivating his Qi, picked up his basket, and prepared to leave.

However, the system's voice sounded again.

"Go up the mountain."

Huangfu Yi didn't even turn his head.

system,

"Something."

Huangfu Yi suddenly stopped and turned to look up at the mountain.

There's actually something here in this desolate wilderness...

Pei Yuhan also whispered in his ear at the opportune moment,
"Hey, it's shining brightly! It's definitely a rare treasure. Are you really not going to fight for it?"

"If you don't fight for this, and you don't fight for that, are you going to be like it, waiting for someone to throw you a bone to gnaw on?"

Huangfu Yi turned his head to look at the dog beside him, whimpering and trembling on its hind legs amidst the pungent smell of blood.

That makes sense. If he had any real skills, why would he have fled to the Central Plains for help?

If you can't win the fight, you'll eventually end up like a stray dog...

Alright! Let's see! He wants to see what kind of divine skill is worthy of this guy's impressive abilities!

"You all take a detour north to meet up with the Pei family's caravan. I'll check the situation and then come over."

So Huangfu Yi made a quick decision, tossing the basket to the dog and telling it to go down the mountain first. He then carried his sword lightly, leaping and bounding along the stream, climbing up the cliff top along the waterfall, and then climbing up from the back of the mountain.

Washed by the blood, Huangfu Yi's entire body was stained a foul red, almost unrecognizable. He clung to the cliff and poked his head out, only to see a pair of huge eyes staring at him.

The crane's eyes.

The enormous crane crashed to the cliff, dead on the ground. The trail it left on the ground indicated a wingspan of about ten zhang (approximately 33 meters). Its bright yellow eyes were as large as cartwheels, and its pupils were now dilated. A large hole had been blasted through its chest, and its bones were shattered, protruding from its body like tree branches. Thick blood gushed from the hole in its chest, spraying into the cold pool in the courtyard, then falling into the waterfall behind the mountain, and merging into the mountain stream.

The gruesome death of the corpse was not caused by fist wounds or sword wounds, but rather by a blunt weapon or magical artifact that struck and killed the body in one blow, the residual force carrying it all the way to the back of the mountain.

Huangfu Yi crawled past the crane's corpse, hiding under its wings to peek out. He could see a Taoist temple flickering in the sea of ​​lightning on a mountaintop not far away.

Purple, white, gold, blue, and red—five colors of celestial light converged at the center of the Dao Palace, blooming like the aurora borealis. Lightning flashed between the palace, shrine, and tower, and the colliding magical power erupted with thunderous roars. Every now and then, numerous buildings would explode, and rolling waves of energy would whip up hot winds that blasted eaves and palace walls into the sky, causing them to collapse and crumble. Clearly, someone was still engaged in a fierce battle.

Meanwhile, in the bushes outside the mountain gate, there was a rustling sound and shadowy movements, clearly indicating the presence of a large group of scorpion monsters. It was evident that the attackers were no ordinary people, using both poison and scorpion control, suggesting they had already laid a trap and were determined to wipe out the entire family.

While the battle in the temple was still raging and the two sides were fighting in the center, Huangfu Yi held his sword in his hand, concealing the glint of the sword with the corner of his robe. He crouched down and sneaked into the Taoist temple through the breach in the palace wall that had been crushed and collapsed by the crane.

The stench of blood was overwhelming. Bloodstains were everywhere on the ground. Strange and exotic animals lay dead all over the place. Taoist boys, servants, old and young, were scattered everywhere with severed limbs, body parts, and human heads. There were more than 150 people in total, but not a single one was alive.

Upon closer inspection of the corpses, these low-level cultivators and their servants had all died from massive bleeding. The bloodstains they vomited on the ground appeared as if their life essence had erupted like a volcano, spraying out from their mouths, noses, and all the energy channels in their bodies. Moreover, most of them had no obvious external injuries.

It seems they're all suffering from stomach bleeding and poisoning... But the scorpion swarm couldn't have entered the temple together, could there be a traitor among them...?

Huangfu Yi wasn't there to adjudicate a case or seek justice for someone. He merely glanced at the various speculations in his mind, then crouched low and stealthily moved around the outer courtyard of the side room. Following the mysterious sensation between his brows, he slipped into a side hall in the back courtyard and looked up at the plaque above the hall.

Crane Pavilion...is it a place that raises cranes?

Upon entering the house, the first thing one sees is the jade statue of the female immortal riding a crane, which tells one that the people of this mountain are also members of the Xuanmen sect who worship the Xuan Nu.

"Hey, is this the place?"

Huangfu Yi turned his head and looked around. He saw that the side hall was empty, with nothing but the statue of Xuan Nu.

Then the system beeped.
"Don't you know the rules?! Bow!"

"My family is from the Celestial Palace..."

Huangfu Yi muttered something subconsciously, but then he thought about how guarding the border until his family was destroyed and all he got in return was a comment that he had only moved himself. He realized that being a guard was really meaningless. In a flash, his mind raced and he knelt down in front of the statue of the Goddess of the Mysterious Maiden.

After he kowtowed three times, the system finally spoke.
"Go and tear down the statue."

"what?"

"Go when I tell you to!"

Huangfu Yi was speechless. He silently apologized and picked up the statue of the Mysterious Maiden, moving it aside. Then he saw a stone box under the statue.

The stone box was immediately opened when Huangfu Yi's blood dripped onto it. Inside was a roll of yellow silk, which felt cool and smooth to the touch. It was neither silk nor brocade, and it was unknown what it was woven from.

Huangfu Yi, "Aren't you going to give your opinion?"

System, "Let's go!"

Without saying a word, Huangfu Yi got up and started to walk out. But as soon as he moved, the door to the side hall was pushed open in his face.

A Taoist boy, his face covered in mud and blood, his body stained crimson—mostly from his own vomit—pushed open the door and crashed in. He met Huangfu Yi's gaze directly, who was identical to him, covered in blood and unrecognizable. Huangfu Yi was first startled, then stunned, and then, upon seeing the overturned statue of the Mysterious Maiden, he instantly flew into a rage! "Whoosh!" A palm struck Huangfu Yi's chest!
"Thief!"

"Wow!"

However, the wind howled, and the palm strike was only halfway through before it was shattered by the preemptive sword light! It was cut in half with a single sword strike!
Excellent! Huangfu Yi's sword is faster, sharper, and strikes first!

In a single exchange, the battle was decided. The young Taoist hadn't even had a chance to breathe before his arm was severed and his head cut off, leaving him in three pieces! His blood and flesh were smeared all over the ground!

The system says, "Take his sign! Wear his hat! Go through the main entrance!"

Huangfu Yi didn't waste any words. Following the instructions, he ripped off the yellow crown from the Taoist boy's head, took the jade pendant from his waist, and rushed straight towards the main gate.

It was quite mysterious that when the jade pendant and the yellow silk on his chest were pressed together, a warm current rose up and a ball of energy emerged, enveloping Huangfu Yi like a silkworm cocoon. For a moment, the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a layer of misty water, which actually concealed his figure, allowing him to rush through the hall and head straight for the main entrance!

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a bright light flashed from the clouds! Like a searchlight, it broke through the Qi mass and illuminated Huangfu Yi, who was covered in blood!
"Leave behind the celestial book!!"

Then a furious roar came from the clouds! Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the sky surged! A giant hand in the shape of Qi grabbed down and slammed down towards Huangfu Yi!
"Bang!!"

In the blink of an eye, another ball of lightning leaped and slammed in! Instantly, it shattered the hand and deflected it!

Huangfu Yi turned his head and saw an old Taoist priest emerge from the lightning. He was also bleeding black blood from his seven orifices, and his Taoist robes were stained. It was clear that he had been poisoned and did not have much time left.

"Hurry up and leave!"

The old Taoist waved his hand, and a strong wind swept by, carrying Huangfu Yizhi out of the mountain gate and down the mountain path!
"court death!"

"Don't think about it!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Inside the Taoist temple, cultivators engaged in fierce combat amidst thunderous roars, explosive bursts of Qi, streaks of light, and flying sand and stones.

"Swish!"

A swarm of scorpion monsters, baring their fangs and claws, pounced left and right, layer upon layer, in pursuit. Without needing to give any orders, Huangfu Yi charged wildly down the mountain!

However, the bright light in the sky followed him like a shadow, chasing him all the way down the mountain!

The system roared, "Now! Heaven-Slaying Mirror!"

"Take off!"

Huangfu Yi shouted and threw his sword away!

He leaped into the air, a flash of sword light, piercing through the sky along with the mirror-like light! Straight to the heavens!
"Wow!"

"what--!"

"Boom boom boom!"

A sharp crack rang out in the sky, extinguishing the bright light instantly, followed by a scream, and then dark clouds gathered and thunder fell like rain!
Huangfu Yi lunged forward, tumbling down the mountainside steps to the foot of the mountain! He crashed headfirst into the jungle!
"Crash!"

Hearing the noise, the scorpion monsters that had been positioned around chased after him! With a pincer, a bite, and a sting, they pounced on Huangfu Yi's legs, their iron hooks grazing his scalp and piercing through the tree trunk! "Thud!"

"Zhi!"

Fortunately, the Soaring Sword returned in time, piercing through the scorpion monster's belly and returning to Huangfu Yi's grasp!

"die!"

Ignoring the pain, Huangfu Yi swung his sword wildly, cutting down the surrounding scorpion monsters! His Yangming Sword Qi surged forth! Covered in tiny scorpions and enduring the excruciating stings, he charged out of the jungle, desperately fleeing down the mountain!
He was running away, his nose bleeding profusely! Clearly, these little scorpions were poisonous! But he'd probably used quite a bit earlier, and Huangfu Yi was tough and resilient! In short, he could hold on!

"go away!"

Huangfu Yi swung his sword wildly! The gleaming light of the sword danced between the blades! He fought his way through thorns and brambles, slaying demons and scorpions, and fought his way out of the jungle!
Thankfully, the flying sword was powerful! It was indeed a low-grade sword! Ordinary weapons would be unable to withstand even a single wisp of its light and would inevitably shatter! However, the flying sword perfectly complemented the Yao Guang Sword Technique! They enhanced each other, unleashing their true power!

With the added assistance of Huangfu Yi's newly upgraded Yangming Sword Qi, each sword strike was accompanied by a leap into the air! Yao Guang! Yangming! Three sword lights in total! It was truly a triple strike in one sword strike! Unstoppable! It looked as if they were about to break through the scorpion swarm!
"You thief! Look at the treasure!"

However, accompanied by a thunderous roar in the sky, the next second, darkness fell.

As Huangfu Yi ran, he raised his sword, wiped away the blood, and gleamed the blade, using the reflection to glance at the other person's magical weapon...

Then I was completely dumbfounded.

Is it a mountain?
He turned his head and took another careful look.

Yes, it really is a mountain.

Good heavens, it snapped half a mountain in half and crashed down on us.

damn...

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The mountain ridges collapsed, the sky and earth split apart, mountains and seas overturned, the world was turned upside down, and all was silent.

Huangfu Yi thought he was going to die this time, but he didn't.

The mountain, weighing tens of thousands of tons, crashed down on him, but instead of turning Huangfu Yi into mincemeat, it slid past him!
Okay, it wasn't that the mountain slid past, it was that he slid into the mountain.

As the yellow crown above his head emitted a faint glow, enveloping Huangfu Yi in a bubble-like light curtain, it slid down into the cracks between the rocks and plunged deep into the mountainside, into the loess soil, instantly obscuring the light.

In that instant, although the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, rocks were falling and mountains were crumbling, and the world was crumbling, Huangfu Yi, like an eel, burrowed directly into the ground and was completely unharmed!
Well, it wasn't exactly unscathed. I got stung by the little scorpions several times, and my nose was bleeding non-stop. It really hurt...

The system gave instructions in my ear.

"Hide for seven days and do not show your face."

"Seven days? Won't that be suffocating?"

However, the system did not respond.

Moreover, even if he wanted to refuse, he couldn't. Although he was protected by a magical artifact, Huangfu Yi was actually trapped underground, surrounded by rocks and soil. He could only curl up and couldn't move an inch.

Left with no other choice, Huangfu Yi curled up on the ground, took out the scorpions from his bosom and chewed them to stave off hunger. Then he pulled out the piece of yellow silk from his bosom and glanced at it in the dim light emitted by the yellow crown on his head.

The person chasing us just now seemed to be calling for a heavenly book, right? Could this be the wordless heavenly book?

Huangfu Yi had heard of the name "Heavenly Book" only a little, not much.

After all, he wasn't a proper disciple of the Xuanmen sect. He only knew that this wordless heavenly book was a secret transmission from the top of the nine Xuanmen sects, a divine skill passed down by the three Xuan Nudes. Only true disciples of the Xuanmen sects could comprehend the Dao from this wordless heavenly book. The source of all the supernatural powers and immortal techniques of the Xuanmen masters was this wordless heavenly book.

But the one he has is probably fake. After all, it has words on it and a picture...

Squinting and calming himself, Huangfu Yi looked at it carefully for a while and realized that it seemed to be a Qi cultivation method for internal alchemy.

Indeed, not long ago, Huangfu Yi received guidance from the yellow-robed Taoist, who taught him how to read the Xuanmen Qi Gong Diagram. At this moment, Huangfu Yi could naturally see that this scroll of yellow silk contained a wide variety of breathing and refining techniques for the twelve meridians, the methods of circulating Qi in the lungs and storing it in the eight extraordinary meridians, and the essentials of condensing Qi in the Dantian.

This is not unexpected, after all, the most distinctive feature of the Xuanmen lineage is the method of refining elixirs with qi. The Immortal Venerable and the Goddess of Mystery are ranked alongside each other as the Three Ancestors of Taiji, precisely because they pioneered a completely new system of refining the body, qi, and spirit. The inner elixir cultivated by Xuanmen practitioners can extend lifespan by five hundred years, far more powerful than the outer elixir refined in the Immortal Palace and then ingested.

This was truly a godsend, as Huangfu Yi already possessed the foundation of his family's breathing techniques and had learned many secret techniques of sword immortals. After arriving in the Central Plains, he encountered numerous fortuitous events, his power was boosted, he received external assistance, he ate a ton of spiritual fruits, and he opened up the proper Yangming meridians in his hands and feet. He could be said to have already established a foundation and entered the path of Qi cultivation.

Now that I have obtained the secret manual for forming the Golden Core from the Xuanmen sect, whether it is a genuine or fake celestial book, it is still a powerful skill with some merit, so I naturally cannot miss it.

Since he had nothing better to do and the system hadn't said he couldn't cultivate, Huangfu Yi carefully studied the method of forming the core. Following the instructions in the reference book, he used the Yangming meridian, which had already been refined and opened by sword qi, to try to condense the qi core.

Huangfu Yi wasn't worried about severing his meridians or going into qi deviation from his cultivation by blindly practicing internal energy, since no one had ever told him about these things. Furthermore, he discovered that the Qi circulation he had used to open the Yangming meridians in his hands and feet matched the diagram on the yellow silk. Therefore, he only needed to follow the steps, using the Yangming meridians as the main pathway to condense the Qi elixir, and according to the diagram's annotations, disperse his Daoist power into the eight extraordinary meridians, adding Qi circulation to all the body's orthodox and extraordinary meridians.

Of course, while Huangfu Yi's aptitude was good, it wasn't earth-shattering. When cultivating the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, he made several mistakes and almost accidentally entered a fatal acupoint. Fortunately, he had a system providing step-by-step guidance, and every time a problem arose or a hidden danger was left, it would pop up and warn him, "Idiot!"

In addition, Huangfu Yi's meridians had already been forcibly expanded, and the power that the demoness and the masked evil Taoist had poured in over several hundred years had not been fully refined, which indirectly served as a buffer and protection. Therefore, this attempt at cultivation was indeed not difficult, and he was able to open up and convert all the Qi in his body into his own use, gathering it in the Qi Sea to form a ball, and his inner core had begun to take shape.

Although a lot of true qi cultivation was wasted, it's estimated that there are still several decades of power left. If he consumes some rare and precious treasures and cultivates for another hundred or fifty years, he might actually be able to form his core.

And it should have been about seven days, right? That's about right...

system,

"Wait, eat first, then go out."

"eat……"

Huangfu Yi looked at the yellow silk in his hand and remained silent for a moment.
"This isn't right. Even though it's a pirated version, it's still a divine skill from the Xuanmen sect..."

"Pshaw, what kind of divine skill is that! It's just trash!"

"Huh!? That's not what you said before!"

"Who told you about this cultivation technique! It's this piece of satin that's special! Eat up, the fairy silk is high-quality protein!"

Okay, I've been tricked again... Ugh, that's disgusting...

(End of this chapter)