From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 44: The Fall of Peach Blossom Spring

Chen Xuan entered the Southern Wilderness, climbed a small hill and looked into the distance.

"rumble……"

The pursuit battle between the top powerful men is going on in an earth-shaking manner. All kinds of fairy lights are splashing out, reaching thousands of feet away, illuminating the entire sky.

Lu Zhuan obviously would not let Qinglu Mountain and the Hanging Temple go easily. He rode a black dragon that was hundreds of meters long and chased after them to avenge Yan Yushu.

The old white turtle and the tiger-eyed figure from the Southern Wilderness were chasing after them, and even tried to drive the Red Crow City forces represented by Lu Zhuan out of this area together, so as to monopolize the benefits of the fall of Peach Blossom Spring.

"The Black Cat did not directly enter the battlefield."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself, and through the power of Xinzhai, he noticed that the Black Cat Goddess was waiting nearby. Many low-level Qi practitioners who were unlucky died in the aftermath of the battle, and no body was left, but she seemed indifferent.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

Above the dome of the sky, layer upon layer of black clouds emerged, it was pitch black, as if it was completely stained by the blackest ink in the world.

"What's happening here?"

Chen Xuan looked up at the sky. The endless black clouds really existed in the world and everyone could see them clearly.

Not only him, at this moment, all the Qi practitioners gathered near the Southern Wilderness were looking up at the sky. Even the top powers who were fighting in the distance were gradually calming down.

"The Peach Blossom Spring is about to come to the world..."

Chen Xuan speculated in his mind that the clouds rose and fell, layer upon layer, as if huge black mountains were piled up in the sky. Suddenly, it started to rain.

"Tick!"

A drop of rain as black as ink fell.

Chen Xuan quickly turned his body to avoid the drop of rain. He noticed something strange. A strange power was spreading in the rain.

"Whoosh!"

Heavy rain poured down, covering everything in sight. The grass, green mountains, and earth were all stained with ink.

Chen Xuan hid under a lush tree, staring at the water in the low-lying area.

"I saw the Peach Blossom Spring..."

In the water, it seems as if someone is holding a brush and sketching an ancient and tranquil picture.

The stream was gurgling, and a fisherman was rowing a boat. In the distance, there was a forest of peach blossoms, with petals falling in all directions, and wisps of smoke were rising from the peach forest.

In the distance, there are crisscrossing fields, mulberry and bamboo forests, black and yellow puppies in the fields are chasing chickens with bright feathers, and the houses are well-maintained, giving off a peaceful atmosphere.
"Peach Blossom Spring, little demon, I'm going to Peach Blossom Spring!"

Nearby, a fox-like ghost with a fiery red body walked upright, with an ecstatic look on its face. It dived into a small pool of water and disappeared.

"Wait for us!"

In the southern wilderness, the ghosts and monsters that usually disappeared suddenly swarmed out like a swarm of bees and happily jumped into the water.

Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at the plain outside the Southern Wilderness. The earth was dyed with ink, and groups of human Qi practitioners were jumping into the small pools of water that had accumulated on the ground.

"Then let's meet the destined one in the Peach Blossom Spring!"

Chen Xuan raised his foot and stepped into the nearest pool of water. The tranquil village scene was shattered by his foot, and his figure sank into the water.

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on the plains.

Wang Zhenyang, a great cultivator in the Daozang realm, was rapidly fleeing the Southern Wilderness with a group of low-level Qi practitioners who were attached to his family.

"Crash!"

The dark rain poured down, covering the land within a radius of dozens of miles.

Peaceful pictures of the Peach Blossom Spring are appearing on the earth, full of an ancient scholarly charm.

"Stop!"

Wang Zhenyang and others fled to the outermost area covered by the rain before they dared to stop. Then he jumped off the carriage.

"Whoosh!"

The black rainwater immediately slithered away from his feet, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, revealing the grass and soil. Wang Zhenyang raised an arm and pointed at the round-faced girl in the crowd and some of the young disciples of the clan. "Ling'er, you lead everyone into Peach Blossom Spring. I'll stay here to support you."

Wang Linger's face darkened. She pointed at herself and said in a daze, "Me? Grandpa, if City Lord Lu Zhuan and the others are really driven away, even if I obtain the True Scripture of Immortals and the relics of ancient sages from Peach Blossom Spring, you won't be able to protect them, right?"

She expressed her concerns, pointing out that Wang Zhenyang's strength was not enough to fight against the ghosts in the Southern Wilderness, and that all her efforts would be in vain.

Wang Zhenyang glared, raised his hand, slapped Wang Linger's head hard, and scolded:

"Don't daydream! You're lucky to have picked up some worthless rags. What do you care about rare treasures? It's best not to even think about it. Go in quickly and don't be greedy. Saving your life is the most important thing."

He was merciless and pointed out that people should know themselves. Although Wang Linger was a well-known genius, she was not qualified to obtain those immortal scriptures and relics of sages.

The great opportunities in the Peach Blossom Spring have nothing to do with them. They just pick up some soup and water... The Southern Wilderness is not so brutal as to snatch everything.

"Ah, okay."

Wang Linger covered her head and hurriedly led her clansmen, as well as some forces affiliated with the Wang family, and the Chu family and others into the Peach Blossom Spring.

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the other side.

Among the Xie family members.

"Miss Yushu, where did you escape to just now? We searched for you so hard and couldn't find you. We thought you were caught in the battle..."

The group of young heroes, who were as energetic as frost-bitten eggplants, were immediately filled with energy and joy when they saw Yan Yushu appear.

Some people even shed tears of relief over Yan Yushu's safe escape.

"Ah I……"

Yan Yushu's delicate face, which was slightly flushed, suddenly changed into a look of guilt and weakness, and she spoke out a random excuse in a perfunctory manner.

Just after parting with Chen Xuan, she walked along the way and took the opportunity to drag the corpses of several Qigong practitioners who had just died on the roadside and whose spirits had not yet dissipated, into the Six Desire Heavens, and ordered them to eat them.

Originally, he had planned to let things take their own course, but now that he had successfully established contact with Chen Xuan, Yan Yushu decided to go all out and use the Six Desire Heavens to his death...

I've been seen naked a long time ago, and I've lost all my face. Anyway, the Six Desire Heavens have a bad reputation to begin with, so I'll charge once, and I'll charge ten thousand times!
"Wow!"

Soon, the people here were ready and surrounded Yan Yushu, entering the Peach Blossom Spring one after another, looking for their own opportunities.

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further away.

At the foot of the mountain, a woman in white, riding a black horse and holding a sword, faced a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and said coldly:

"Enter Peach Blossom Spring, take what belongs to you, and don't do anything else without permission."

In the shadows, a figure in a black robe took out a letter, handed it carefully to the person in front of him, and whispered:

"Give this letter to the one hidden in the Peach Blossom Spring. He will then give you something... If he refuses, kill him and take the gift yourself."

By the river, a young man with a sword hanging from his waist, a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, his chin covered with stubble, and an extremely frivolous smile on his face, muttered:
"Hey, there are a lot of my kind here..."

"..."

At this moment.

Countless people hiding in the dark are taking action, and more forces are emerging.

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"Wow!"

The stream was gurgling, and Chen Xuan suddenly opened his eyes from underwater and swam towards the surface.

A fishing boat was swaying in the stream. A white-bearded old man wearing a straw raincoat and holding a fishing net slowly turned his gloomy face full of ravines with a dark look in his eyes.

"thump!"

As soon as Chen Xuan emerged from the water, a large fishing net fell from the sky.

(End of this chapter)