Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 843: The Final Battle of Tongyouxixin Begins
Jiang Xiuqi had a complicated expression and remained silent for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were suddenly heard outside.

His expression relaxed, and he put on a smile and looked out the door.

There is only one person in the Jiang family who can come here at this time.

"Husband."

The dim light flickered for a moment, and then a dignified woman wearing a crescent-shaped phoenix-tail skirt walked in.

She was originally smiling, but when she saw Jiang Xiuqi's gloomy face, her heart suddenly tightened. She quickly walked closer and frowned, saying:

"Husband, are you being attacked again?"

Jiang Xiuqi smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

He said so, but his expression was unfaithful.

The dignified woman's eyes were filled with heartache. She reached out her hand to smooth his messy silver hair. Her lips seemed to be half-open, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Jiang Xiuqi could guess what she wanted to say, and with a sudden thought, he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Madam, why are you here at this time?"

The dignified woman pursed her lips and replied, "I heard that the ancestor praised my husband, so I thought of coming to see him..."

Jiang Xiuqi shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "To praise you now is precisely to show that you will be furious later."

The dignified woman frowned deeply and whispered, "My husband, if this matter is exposed, the Jiang family will be condemned by thousands of people and end up isolated and helpless. And you, my husband, will not be able to escape death..."

Jiang Xiuqi's eyes suddenly dimmed. After a pause, he whispered, "Even if I don't do this, will I be able to survive?"

The dignified woman's expression froze. After a moment's silence, she finally said what she had been holding back in her heart for a long time.

"My dear, why do we have to live so hard in this world? Why don't you let go of your obsession and dispel the art of 'Tongyoushixixin'? That way, we can live in peace and stay together until old age..."

Jiang Xiuqi's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted coldly: "Women's opinions!"

He stood up, walked over the woman, and said with his back to her, "If it weren't for this 'Tongyoushixin' that my mother left behind, I might still be just a minor Jindan cultivator. How could I have caught the eye of the ancestor and become a disciple of the Jiang family?"

He said this with great excitement, and his face showed not only no trace of regret but also full of determination.

He was born into a branch of the Jiang family. His father was not talented enough and could only reach the Golden Elixir realm throughout his life.

If nothing unexpected happens, his life is likely to repeat his father's story, being dispensable and not valued in the huge Jiang family.

But this is not the life he wants at all. Born into one of the most powerful immortal cultivation families in this world, his horizons are bound to be broad. How can he be willing to only reach the Golden Elixir realm at the end of his path?

To this end, he practiced day and night, and at one point he secluded himself for more than a hundred years to cultivate the golden elixir.

I still remember that when I came out of seclusion, I was complacent, thinking that it only took me over a hundred years to reach the Golden Elixir realm that my father had spent his entire life to cultivate. There was a long time in the future, and I would definitely be able to break through the limit.

But after several decades, his cultivation had only made a slight progress. Not to mention reaching the Nascent Soul stage, he had not even reached the middle stage of the Golden Core stage.

Seeing that some of the younger generations in the clan had surpassed him one after another, he was extremely anxious but helpless.

After several moments of despair, he finally found an ancient secret technique among the belongings of his mother who had passed away.

It is recorded above that this technique can control the soul and communicate with the underworld, and stimulate one's own potential by borrowing the power of ghosts and gods.

He was greatly shocked. Firstly, he didn't know why his mother, who had lived an ordinary life, had such a strange secret skill. Secondly, the ability of this skill coincided with what he needed!

The reason he suffered in his life was his lack of talent. If he could practice this technique to stimulate his potential, wouldn't it be a perfect way to make up for the regrets in his life?
He began to practice in seclusion without any hesitation.

After experiencing the true feeling of "genius", he forgot the heart-wrenching pain during cultivation and the little energy he had lost.

In just forty or fifty years, he used this technique to successfully form a fetus from the middle stage of the Golden Core, shocking the entire family.

Because of the secret technique, some curious tribesmen and even the ancestors were unable to detect anything wrong, and they thought he was just accumulating strength for a sudden breakthrough. But only he knew what he had lost...

But he doesn't regret it, nor does he care.

Because he firmly believed that as long as he reached the highest level of cultivation, the difficulties he faced would no longer be a problem.

After several decades, he successfully cultivated to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and became the Taoist disciple of the clan as he wished. His reputation spread throughout the Central Continent.

But the good times didn't last long, and he soon realized something was wrong.

That is, I have aged prematurely, with not only a head full of white hair, but even more seriously, my energy can no longer be replenished.

What body cannot make up for the essence?
dead body!

He was clearly still alive, but his body had become a corpse!
He was terrified, but not because he was afraid that something had happened to him. Instead, he was worried that if this happened to him, he would no longer be able to use the "Tongyou Shixin" skill and would not be able to maintain his previous progress in cultivation.

For this reason, he searched through ancient books, trying to find a solution, but no matter how he tried, there was no improvement.

During this period, the ancestor was not without doubts, and even specifically asked him why black hair was blooming, why his energy was lost, and why his whole body was filled with deathly energy.

He couldn't refuse, so he could only vaguely say that he had practiced a secret technique of his mother's clan, which had some backlash.

Fortunately, the ancestor did not delve into it further and just gave a few words of advice before letting the matter go.

After all, even the True Lord Huashen could not imagine why such a situation of soul birth and body death occurred.

But he knew that the truth would come out sooner or later, and if this matter continued unchecked, it would eventually be discovered by the ancestor.

While searching for a solution, he killed a high-ranking cultivator from the Demon League. During the soul search, he learned the name of "Three Lives Blood God Pill". After several attempts, he finally confirmed that the Demon League did have such a secret medicine.

He was ecstatic and felt that he had been destined to succeed.

Everyone thought that he was helping the Chunyang and Ziji veins for fame, but in fact, his real purpose was to control the Demon Alliance in exchange for a Three Lives Blood God Pill.

And the result was just as he expected, Han Cang agreed to it...

Jiang Xiuqi's eyes flickered as he said in a deep voice, "As long as I can obtain the Three Lives Blood God Pill, I can give up this broken body, cleanse my marrow with blood, and rebuild a new body. Then, I can inherit the fortune of this spiritual cave and perfect my cultivation."

"By then, even if I cause trouble for the clan, the ancestor will punish me appropriately..."

The dignified woman sighed secretly and said, "The demon cultivators are insidious and cunning. What my husband did is tantamount to trying to get the skin of a tiger."

Jiang Xiuqi turned around and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, Madam. Since I'm doing this, how could I not think things through?"

"If Han Cang does as promised, it's fine. But if he has any inappropriate thoughts, I, your husband, have countermeasures."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the dignified woman came up silently, took his hand, and said softly: "My husband, no matter what you want to do, I am willing to accompany you."

Jiang Xiuqi nodded heavily, grasping her delicate hand with his backhand. He then took a long breath, his eyes gleaming with brilliance as he spoke, "Madam, don't worry. During this time of demonic calamity, nothing is certain. This is a golden opportunity for our generation to rise!"

……

The place where the Chunyang and Ziji veins meet.

The flying boat broke through the clouds and landed. Han Cang walked out and looked at the two magic caves thoughtfully.

Not long after, a ray of spiritual light flew over quickly, circled around him, and then stopped in front of him and remained motionless.

Han Cang reached out to take it, and when he saw it was a letter and a stack of talismans, he couldn't help but laugh. He opened the letter and looked at it for a moment, then nodded secretly. On a whim, he called Yan Xinjue and the others out.

"Chief Envoy."

After greeting each other, most people looked confused, but Yan Xinjue's eyes flickered, and he vaguely guessed something.

Han Cang got straight to the point. He spread his hands, revealing a stack of talismans. He said, "Here are some specially made talismans to conceal demonic auras. There are eight of them in total. They have circuits on them that can help you avoid the Xuanmen formation and directly enter the demonic caves within the Pure Yang and Purple Extreme Veins."

Everyone was shocked and asked curiously, "How could the chief envoy have such a treasure?"

Concealing the demonic aura was nothing; what was important was the route above it, which allowed them to avoid the Xuanmen formation and go straight into the demonic cave. This meant they must have a very good understanding of the weaknesses of the formation.

But the key point is here. They are in a hostile relationship, so how can they know the weaknesses of the Xuanmen formation?
Unlike the others who looked puzzled, Yan Xinjue thought to himself, "Jiang Xiuqi was indeed well prepared..."

Han Cang remained calm and said in a deep voice, "No need to ask any more questions. Take them and get ready to leave."

A large man in hemp clothes and a short beard frowned and said, "Envoy Han, the Pure Yang and Purple Extreme cultivators are waiting in front of the Demon Cave. If we leave now, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?"

Han Cang smiled slightly, separated the magic talisman, and said: "It's okay, within half an hour, the cultivators of the two sects will surely come out in full force."

"Oh?"

Although they were still a little uncertain just now, now seeing Han Cang describe the future situation of Xuanmen so accurately, everyone couldn't help but feel more certain.

"There must be someone from the Alliance Sect within the Xuanmen!"

Thinking of this, everyone was secretly happy.

They had thought that this would be a huge battle with life and death uncertain, but they had not expected something like this to happen.

But if this matter can be resolved easily, who would be willing to take the risk of fighting with the Xuanmen monks?

"I will follow the orders of the Chief Envoy!"

Everyone took the talisman, split into two teams, and began making final preparations...

……

Ziji Gate, Sanjue Valley.

Within the spirit formation, several Yuanying Daoists paced back and forth, occasionally looking up into the distance. Every time they saw the demonic aura and foul air that obscured the sun from the outer room, they shook their heads and sighed, thinking to themselves, "If Senior Brother Peng doesn't come back, the demonic cave will solidify and bring about a catastrophe!"

Just as he had this thought, he saw a ray of light suddenly break through the spiritual formation and fall straight here.

Several people were delighted and quickly gathered around. After the greetings, a white-haired elder asked anxiously, "Elder Peng, did Jiang say anything?"

Peng Yingzong glanced at his fellow disciples around him, reached out his hand to stop his impatience, and replied, "Jiang Xiuqi asked us to fight a decisive battle with the demon cultivators outside the formation."

The white-haired elder's face flushed red, and he almost stuttered, "But...but, we've tried this before, but weren't we always beaten back by those supporting demon cultivators?"

The rest of the people responded one after another, obviously feeling that this move was not feasible.

It's not that they are unwilling to take risks, but they know that time is running out. If they fail this time, the time spent going back and forth will be enough to make the magic cave real and solid.

By that time, the overall situation will have been decided, and it will be too late for them to regret and reflect.

Peng Yingzong explained, "We don't need to worry about the demon cultivators helping us. Jiang Xiuqi took the initiative to take over this task."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was obvious that everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The white-haired elder's expression relaxed and he nodded, "If that's the case, then this is indeed feasible."

There are five demonic cultivators outside the formation, and only one of them is on the Taixuan list.

Facing such an opponent, they thought they could win.

"but……"

Another young Taoist priest chimed in, "Brother Peng, has Jiang ever been so kind? I'm afraid he has other motives."

Peng Yingzong nodded and said, "I know exactly what you are thinking, Junior Brother. If you are just seeking fame and gain, then Ziji Sect will certainly help you. What I'm worried about is that you are planning something else. We are just an insignificant instigator."

"But no matter why, with the devil's cave in front of us, how can we not take a risk and give it a try?"

The white-haired elder frowned and said, "Brother Peng, we are both from the same sect. Why are we so suspicious when it comes to such a big issue?"

"The two previous waves of demonic cultivators' attacks were witnessed by all. Without the Jiang family's help, our formation would have been broken and scattered long ago. How could we even be worried about what we're facing today?"

Peng Yingzong nodded again: "What Elder Li said makes sense, so I agreed to this matter directly."

"But we must be on guard against others. This time, if everything goes smoothly in our decisive battle with the demon cultivators, then that's another matter. But if there are any omissions, or if Jiang's reinforcements don't arrive, or if we can't stop the demon cultivators from coming, then we must decisively retreat to this formation and find other ways..."

That being said, everyone knew that if this attempt failed, the solidification of this magic cave would be almost certain.

Saying you're looking for other methods actually means you're giving up...

"That's all we have to do." Everyone nodded slowly.

After waiting for a while, a flying letter broke through the spiritual formation and landed in front of them.

Peng Yingzong opened it and took a look. He immediately raised his eyes and said, "The time has come. Let's go!"

A group of six people took off together, flew out of the spiritual formation, and headed towards the magic formation not far away.

At almost the same time, the same scene was unfolding at the Pure Yang Heavenly Demon Cave...

Before long, the Ziji Sect members arrived in front of the magic formation.

In the initial stage of the battle for the Demon Cave, the demon cultivators attacked repeatedly, disturbing them and preventing them from suppressing the Demon Cave peacefully.

At this time, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed. They became anxious, but the demon cultivators were calm. If they were in a good mood, they would come out to fight you, but if they were in a bad mood, they would not even use the formation.

It means that you are sure that you dare not suppress them under their noses.

Looking at the demonic energy array that had ceased to fluctuate, Peng Yingzong shouted coldly, "Feng Bai, you're a name on the list, yet you're so cowardly that you don't dare to come out and fight us?!"

In the magic array.

A man in a blood-red robe was enraged upon hearing this and shouted, "Envoy Feng, this man is so arrogant! I am willing to go out and fight him!"

As he said this, he was about to burst out in the light.

But he saw the tall figure in the front stretched out his hand, signaling him to stop.

"Don't rush out. The chief envoy just sent a message. We just need to hold them back..."

Outside, seeing that there was still no movement in front, Peng Yingzong sighed secretly. He had expected this. After all, even if it were him, he would not easily go out at this time to give the enemy a chance.

He took out an object with his backhand, then looked at his fellow disciples behind him and said loudly, "Who will go first to break the formation?"

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(End of this chapter)