Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 328 Outside Yueming Palace
"How dare you, you lowly bitch!" Yuan Feng's hair spread out and he spat out a small mouthful of hot blood. The short spear in his hand emitted a mysterious light and he raised it head-on, blocking the two lightning swords that were attacking him.

The short spear was famous, and its name was "Tu Jian". It was a top-grade spiritual weapon that Yuan Buwen had carefully refined for himself after he had completed the false elixir years ago. It was of such high grade that it was almost a magic weapon.

However, Yuan Buwen was a man with high aspirations. Although he had made a fake elixir, he was unwilling to lag behind the golden elixir in every aspect. So after years of painstaking search, he had a new opportunity and got a low-grade magic weapon. He then gave the "Tu Jian" to his clan to provide for a talented disciple like Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng, as a direct descendant of the Jingnan Yuan family, practiced for forty years with his single spiritual root aptitude. Before he was sixty years old, he achieved the Ice Leaf Foundation without taking any elixirs. He was an unprecedented prodigy in the Jingnan Yuan family.

Even compared with the golden elixir seeds of golden elixir sects such as Hongyi Sect, Yuan Feng is not inferior.

In addition, he had once practiced with a casual cultivator who had attained the Golden Elixir stage in Tengwen Prefecture, the capital of Shannan Dao. Naturally, he was particularly valued by the clan. There was nothing wrong in handing over this top-grade magical weapon to him.

But even so, Yuan Feng still found it difficult to show off his power in the battle with Kun Dao, who was known as "the number one female cultivator in Yunjiao State."

Yuan Feng was extremely angry and took a few more pills. The dark black light on the short spear became even brighter and the murderous aura emanating from the spiritual weapon was about to condense into substance.

If I had known this woman was so difficult to deal with, I would have just not taken advantage of those spoiled girls in her family, and let those illegitimate children die. Why would I have bothered with them? Damn it!
There are so many women in the world, why bother to provoke them! But since I have offended her. This woman seems to have two decades of life left. Even if the golden elixir is difficult to make, it is hard to say whether it is a fake elixir. Such a big enemy should be put to an end at a price!

Chu Yanran controlled the two lightning swords wrapped in electric light to disperse some of the dark light on the short spear, which made the remaining dark light more condensed and more intimidating.

Since entering the cave, they still haven't found Qi Buxiu's whereabouts, which makes the beautiful woman extremely anxious.

At this critical moment, Yuan Feng tried to stop her. How could she not be angry?

Yuan Feng used the "Art of War Taught by the Star God of the Wood Palace" and smashed it hard on the Thunder Sword, causing the Thunder Sword to hum and tremble continuously. He had already gained the upper hand.

The halberd-wielding skills that the sixteenth young master of the Yuan family learned were of extraordinary quality, but they were badly incomplete.

According to the calculation of Yuan Buwen, the current ancestor of the Yuan family, this fragment of the halberd technique, which was obtained by the ancestors of the Yuan family from a sect that had been sealed for thousands of years, has a very important origin and perhaps only one-hundredth of its original exquisiteness has been preserved.

When the Yuan family's Jindan ancestor first got it, he couldn't even recite it properly, let alone perfect it. At first, every time he recited a word, it felt like a knife or an axe chopping off his tongue, which made his thoughts falter and his soul shake, making it difficult to practice.

Later, it was not until the Yuan family's dozen or so generations of painstaking research, and the manuscripts and jade slips passed down from generation to generation, that people were able to get a glimpse of the subtle features of this halberd technique.

It was not until Yuan Buwen took over the family business that he went through untold hardships and was finally taught a Hong-level top-grade "Pen Casting Skill". After spending two decades of hard work to perfect it, he cut off his tongue three times and restored it three times before he learned the method of chanting.

Later, Yuan Buwen spent many years on this method, and only after he had mastered the basics did he gain a great reputation. He even became an equal to the masters of the Golden Elixir Sect in his fake elixir body.

The Jingnan Yuan family had a shallow foundation, and in the past, even the fake pill master might not have been able to pass down the generations. The reason why they were able to compete with the Hancheng Yue family before was mostly due to Yuan Buwen, the contemporary ancestor.

If facing ordinary fake pills, Yue Jing would not be so easy to talk to in Baisha County. It is even more impossible for the Yuan family in Jingnan to only spit out Baisha County.

So seriously speaking, Yuan Buwen might be slightly inferior to Yuan Feng in terms of cultivation aptitude, but he is also a rare genius in the history of the Yuan family.

The reason why he failed to achieve the golden elixir in his early years, in addition to the interference from external forces, was that he spent too much effort on the "Pen Casting Technique" and thus delayed his practice. This was also one of the reasons.

Yuan Feng was a rising star among the Jingnan Yuan family, and Yuan Buwen loved him very much. Yuan Xiyue also had the possibility of obtaining a golden elixir, but her status in the Yuan family was far from comparable to Yuan Feng's.

In order to allow Yuan Feng, the talented son of the Yuan family, to learn "The Art of War from the Star God of the Wood Mansion", Yuan Buwen spent a lot of time and effort to modify this method and then taught it to him.

It just so happens that the magic method selects people carefully. Even though Yuan Feng is extremely talented and has been immersed in it for nearly a hundred years since childhood, he can only barely get started by practicing the halberd method that Yuan Buwen has improved according to his personal needs, and it is difficult to learn the true skills.

But even so, it was enough to make him notorious among the foundation-building sects in Shannan.

Seeing Yuan Feng raising his halberd, the sky in front of him seemed to be cut open. The tip of the halberd was carrying a large amount of black flames, and with two thunder swords and a few flashes of lightning, it slashed towards Chu Yanran's Six Yang Head.

However, in front of Chu Yanran who was standing opposite Yuan Feng, there was a six-sided colorfully embroidered bamboo frame and gold-wire lantern hanging. The pretty lady saw that the power of the two thunder swords that were repelled had faded a little, but her face remained unchanged. She just stretched out her slender white index finger and lightly touched the six-sided palace lantern.

The lightning sword returned to the palace lantern and fell into the colorful embroidery painting on one side.

The palace lantern turned gently again, and a fire-clearing knife was revealed from the colorful embroidery on the other side, which cut down Yuan Feng's short spear that had just been used to make a loud noise, causing it to lose its mysterious light and fall to the ground.

The "Slaughter Sword" in Yuan Feng's hand kept buzzing. In the hands of the Yuan family's ancestor, it was a formidable beast. The number of immortals and mortals it had killed must be counted in tens of thousands. It was a spiritual weapon that many fake pills and top foundation-building masters coveted.

But today, Yuan Feng held it in his hands, and it seemed to be intimidating to Chu Yanran's six colorfully embroidered bamboo-frame and gold-wire lanterns, so he was not willing to do it.

The short halberd carried Yuan Feng forward again. The latter had no time to scream. The murderous spirit emanating from the tip of the halberd seemed to roar, and the endless black flames almost extinguished the flame of the Pure Fire Sword. It could only be tightly wrapped and restrained by the bursts of black flames, making it difficult for it to do anything.

Chu Yanran murmured for a while and waved her finger, "Destroy the evil!"

One after another, bright white colorful lanterns rose up suddenly, there were enough of them to form Tian Gang, each forming a twelve Yuan Chen formation connected to each other, the fire of Li Yang gathered together, and pounced towards the "Tu Jian" with a loud bang and smashed down.

Yuan Feng cried out in surprise, abandoned the "slaughter" and hid, cursing in his heart: "Magic weapon!"

The black flames emitted by the short spear were completely swallowed up by the Li Yang fire gushing out from the thirty-six bright white colorful lanterns. The boundless waves of fire suppressed the weapon "Slaughter" so that it could no longer show off its power.

The Fire Purifying Blade was also freed from its restraints, and a bright flame gradually ignited on the blade. Yuan Feng was so frightened that he curled his fingers into a sword and produced six pieces of talisman paper in succession, each of which was of high quality. He also formed a row of stone walls and golden shields in front of him, and finally blocked the Fire Purifying Blade.

Chu Yanran's beautiful eyes glared slightly, she pinched her fingers, put them in front of her lips and teeth and blew hard.

The Pure Fire Knife in front of Yuan Feng split into six, and the six protective walls formed by the talismans in front of him were immediately smashed one by one, and scattered into spiritual light and fell in all directions. Yuan Jia Zhilan was shocked on the spot, and before she could use any means, she saw the Pure Fire Knife condense into one again, with even greater momentum, and chopped down on her head.

Yuan Feng had only a moment to think. Without giving it any time to think, the golden ring magic weapon on his right earlobe flew out immediately, grew to the size of a round table, and blocked in front of him.

This excellent magical weapon has an outstanding protective ability. Who would have thought that as soon as it hit the Pure Fire Sword, the magic light dimmed and it flew back, unable to fight anymore. Chu Yanran's previous means were actually showing weakness. The power of this Pure Fire Sword was much higher than the previous two Thunder Swords.

Yuan Feng suffered a loss. The golden ring on his right ear, which was connected to his essence and blood, was broken. Yuan Feng screamed in pain and vomited blood.

However, the power of the Pure Fire Knife did not decrease, which made Yuan Feng flutter his cloak. This young master of a wealthy family became ruthless at this moment and no longer cared about the magic weapon.

I saw countless white and gold hairs wrapped in spiritual light rising into the sky, slightly strangling the dark fire on the Pure Fire Knife. In just a moment, golden characters appeared, and the awkward characters all around instantly condensed together to form a golden chain as thick as a child's arm.

After a few strikes, the flames on the Jinghuo Knife scattered, and then there seemed to be a whimpering sound, and it retreated repeatedly.

Chu Yanran was not panicked. She tapped her fingertips repeatedly, and several spiritual weapons appeared on the palace lanterns. None of them were ordinary items. Each of them emitted a mysterious light and fought with the golden chain.

In an instant, the golden light and the mysterious light jingled and collided, the golden light dimmed, and the mysterious light became brighter. Yuan Feng's eyes were gloomy, and the silver ring with Sanskrit on his left earlobe suddenly lit up. Chu Yanran thought to herself that it was not good, and then she saw that several of her magic weapons suddenly stagnated in the air, and the golden light chain instantly became more powerful, knocking down many enemies in front of her, and then turned around and brought a golden cloud to cover Chu Yanran.

The golden energy corroded the surrounding air, and it was filled with a murderous aura, causing Chu Yanran's smooth face to have faint cuts. A drop of blood slid down her delicate skin, leaving a faint lychee-colored mark.

Seeing that the golden clouds in the sky were about to cover it, the pretty lady put out the five fingers in her sleeves and uttered the word "Chi" from her cherry mouth.

Before the jade sound fell, a spark suddenly ignited in the palace lantern. With a bang, a huge fire suddenly rose into the sky. The golden chain could not withstand it at all. It was shaved into pieces of gold chips that melted away intermittently, and finally refined into a pool of golden water that fell to the ground.

The golden energy in the sky was instantly swept away by the surging fire waves, and several magical weapons that had fallen to the ground also perked up.

The golden chain was an attached device to Yuan Feng's cloak. Once it was broken, the spiritual light on this top-quality magic weapon completely dimmed. The magic weapon had also protected Yuan Feng from several blows, and now it was fundamentally damaged and could no longer be used and could not be restored.

The young master had no time to care about the pain. Seeing countless sparks approaching and passing by his eyes, they were so dense that tears welled up in his eyes. The smell of the cloak being burned filled his nose, which made him regretful: "If I had known earlier, I would have stolen the talisman from Man Niang!"

"Bitch!" Yuan Feng still cursed, but his heart sank. He thought that he had made progress in cultivation and it would be easy to deal with Kun Dao, a casual cultivator with little fame.

I never thought that Chu Yanran's methods were so cruel. Just relying on this magic palace lantern, I'm afraid it is enough to have the weight to say a few words in front of Yuan Buwen, the ancestor of my own fake Dan.

This female cultivator is definitely not as foundationless as the outside world has rumored. Ordinary magic weapons are difficult to use unless they are genuine golden elixirs. Even fake elixirs cannot be controlled as skillfully as Chu Yanran.

Therefore, before a Jindan cultivator died, he would find a third-level talisman master to tan the fur of a third-level monster into superior talisman paper, and then use the blood of the third feather of the twelve types of second-level spiritual birds of six yin and six yang to mix cinnabar. Finally, he would inlay the third-level spirit stone on the cultivator's magic weapon and remove the spiritual restriction of the magic weapon. Only in this way could he make the magic weapon into a talisman and pass it on to future generations.

The power of the six-sided colorfully embroidered bamboo-bone and gold-wire lamp in Chu Yanran's hand is obviously not comparable to that of ordinary talismans. It must be a magic weapon that was passed down by a senior cultivator who spent his own life span and used the essence and blood from the root of his nose, the tip of his heart, and the tip of his tongue to form a spirit-friendly magic array!

The life span of a high-level Jindan cultivator is eight decades, and the life span is nearly five hundred years. To create such a magical weapon is against the will of heaven, and it will take at least two decades of one's life!

However, such a rare inherited magic weapon may not be found in the entire Shannan Dao. Even the Taoist disciples of Zhaixing Tower may not have many of them.

How could Chu Yanran, a rootless and wandering cultivator, obtain such a treasure?
Knowing this earlier is priceless. Yuan Feng groaned in his heart, he should have waited for help to arrive before taking action!

Or he could wait until he found the toad dew and osmanthus fragrance that had once appeared in the Guanshan Cave, and then use the Hunyi Miaojie Fa, a low-grade dual cultivation secret technique of the Universe Rank that he had obtained with great difficulty, to clean up Yuan Xiyue and the furnace that he had raised for nearly twenty years.

By then, my meridians will be filled with spirits and the Nine Palaces will be constantly shining. Even if it is an ordinary fake pill, what is there to fear? Even if Chu Yanran joins forces with the Black Shoe Taoist and two other top foundation builders, I can still be invincible!
At this moment, Yuan Feng saw Yue Lan's sword light rising half a foot high and flying towards him. He was so anxious that he shouted, "Fellow Daoist Yue, why are you so late?"

"Don't panic, fellow Daoist. Yanran was just joking with you." A gleam of light flashed in Yue Lan's eyes, and joy flashed across his face before he returned to the appearance of a ruthless swordsman.

Chu Yanran frowned. When did these two become allies? Or was it because of the quarrel between them outside the Guanshan Cave over the small sect that they had just done this to paralyze her?

Chu Yanran didn't have time to be stunned for long, because the elder of the Liangyi Sect's War Hall, who had just landed, showed no intention of holding back when facing the girl he admired.

Yue Lan raised his sleeves and a foot long colorful snake poked out from his sleeves. It happily took a bite of the blue flame on the flying sword under Yue Lan's feet.

Soon the colorful little snake saw where its owner was pointing and saw the sky full of fire on the sea of ​​clouds. It shook its body with joy, opened its mouth, revealing its tongue, and the flesh membrane on the tongue rolled, and soon a flesh hole the size of a pinhole appeared.

Yue Lan's spiritual root aptitude is not as good as Yuan Feng's. He only has two spiritual roots. He can only be considered as an upper-middle level in the foundation-building cultivation.

But the Yue family in Hancheng is not comparable to the Yuan family in Jingnan, who have no background, so Liangyi Sect will not let them grow wildly. Under normal circumstances, every ten years, a group of outstanding children will be selected by Liangyi Sect and separated from the Yue family.

Yue Lan's family background and qualifications were not the best among his peers. The reason why he was able to stand out was that in his early years, by chance, he got a fire-type half-Chi who recognized it as his master.

It was because of this Banchi with a high bloodline that Yue Lan was able to sit on the position of Elder of the War Hall of Liangyi Sect in recent years, a position that theoretically only a fake Dan could hold, and gradually became the spokesperson of the Yue family members in Liangyi Sect.

Don't look at the young age of the fire-type half-Chi in his hand. In terms of rank alone, it is not as good as many foundation-building creatures present, but it is the nemesis of Chu Yanran's six-sided colorfully embroidered bamboo-frame and gold-wire lamp!

The latter only felt that the lights he had released with all his strength seemed to have become hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, rushing towards the mouth of Yue Lan's little snake in a mighty and endless stream.

Chu Yanran took a closer look and saw that the flesh hole was obviously only the size of a pinhole, but it absorbed most of the bright lights in the room in just an instant.

The appetite of the colorful little snake seemed to be unsatisfied, and it was still staring at the golden spark in the palace lantern in Chu Yanran's hand.

Yuan Feng survived the sea of ​​fire, but Chu Yanran looked unhappy. She left Yuan Feng alone and said to Yue Lan, "Yue Lan! Do you really think you can eat me with just a half-Chi?"

"Yanran, what are you talking about? You clearly know that Yue Lan is infatuated with you, so how could Yue Lan be willing to be your enemy?! It's just that this time, Fellow Daoist Yuan and I have the same idea as you, Yanran, and we came here specifically to search for treasure in the Guanshan Cave! Now that Yueming Palace has not even opened yet, if we fight to the death, I'm afraid we will be laughed at by outsiders."

“You’re so hypocritical, so disgusting!” Chu Yanran narrowed her beautiful eyes and cursed softly.

If Yue Lan hadn't come here to disrupt the situation, she wouldn't have to share the benefits with Taoist Hei Lu to form an alliance.

Among the people who entered the cave this time, except for the fire-type half-Chi in Yue Lan's hand, who she could not do anything to, the rest were the Black-Shoe Taoist and Lang Yi. Chu Yanran was not afraid at all!
In contrast to Chu Yanran, Yuan Feng's eyes lit up when he saw Yue Lan's actions.

I paid the price of sharing the fragrant dew of the toad and osmanthus with this fellow and learning the wonderful method of Hunyi knot, and in return I could get an ally of such powerful strength. It's really worth it!

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Taoist Heilu and Lang Yi heard the noise and came over together.

This scene was not difficult to understand. The Taoist in black shoes quietly moved to Chu Yanran's side without saying a word. He just held the sword and glanced at Yuan Feng and Yue Lan.

Lang Yi was standing far away, and from what he thought, he probably hoped that the four people in the field would die together. Without any interests involved, this old cultivator would not be stupid enough to get involved in this mess.

Yuan Feng gradually calmed down, with a little anger on his face. He looked at Chu Yanran and the Taoist Heilu in silence.

Yue Lan looked at the handsome Taoist priest with mixed hair with some uncertainty. If it was just Chu Yanran, he would be invincible, but with the addition of this Taoist priest with black shoes,
I can't figure this guy out!
The elder of the Liangyi Sect's Battle Hall immediately started to murmur in his heart: "This Taoist gives people the feeling that his methods are probably better than Lang Yi's. He can probably escape from the hands of ordinary fake pills. How can I ignore Yuan Feng and Yan Ran?"

"Madam Qi, let's not argue here." The black-shoe Taoist on the other side also sent a voice message to Chu Yanran to persuade her. Chu Yanran's beautiful eyes fixed, and then she seemed to think of something and stopped talking.

The four people on both sides froze together and did not move, and Lang Yi could hardly gain any advantage by being on the side.

What broke the deadlock was a faint bell sound coming from the magnificent Yueming Palace in the distance, which was accompanied by a melodious ancient feeling, both hazy and desolate.

"The Yueming bell has rung!" The four of them all thought of something, and even Chu Yanran temporarily put aside the concern for Qi Buxiu in her heart. They all gave up their argument and used their Taoist magic. They did not dare to fly away, and turned into low streams of light, heading straight for Yueming Palace.

(The workshop manager has resigned. Lao Bai is going to have a farewell dinner now. If I don’t get drunk tonight, I will come back and write another chapter. Thank you for your support!)
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