Ziwei Immortal Path

Chapter 137 Soaring to the Sky
Monk Li didn't know where he got so many magic techniques from. It was simply amazing. Watching the "Treasure Scroll of Ten Thousand Flowers" gradually become successful, he couldn't help but ask:

"Master, are you really not the reincarnation of an immortal?"

Xu Boyang smiled faintly:
"If I were a reincarnated immortal, I would definitely possess the immortal's memories. By now, I would have already broken through the Ninth Heaven and left. Why should I worry about a Fire God Yuan Pill here?"

"Master, this is wrong!"

Monk Li opened his eyes wide and said,

"You might be a banished immortal, your memory erased by immortal magic. You must start all over again before you can return to heaven and join the ranks of immortals. Master, haven't you read the storybook?"

"The immortals in the storybooks who were banished to the mortal world were all like this. They either had to slay demons and monsters and make great contributions, or fulfill a long-cherished wish from their past lives, before they could return to heaven and ascend to the realm of enlightenment."

Xu Boyang put away the "Treasure Scroll of Ten Thousand Flowers" and looked at the old monk's serious expression. He felt both amused and sad, and smiled:
"Then I'd like to trouble Elder Li to help me see which kind of immortal in heaven I am."

Monk Li's face turned pale and he said in astonishment:
"How could I possibly possess such abilities? Heaven's secrets must not be revealed. Master, please concentrate on your cultivation, or you will be punished by Heaven!"

"You monk are really superstitious! Take a rest first!"

Xu Boyang laughed in silence, thinking that he was making noise for no reason, so he put him into the [Yin Shen Buddha Shrine] and sat on the couch to think for a while. Seeing that the sun was already half past midnight, he did not expect that this whole struggle would last for a whole day and night.

Without hesitation, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, activated the [Hidden Demon Mirror], released the [Demon Lord's Divine Consciousness], and began searching again...

That’s right, he still has evil intentions!

Yesterday, a feathered priest and some star official appeared and sat on the Linghuai River. He was carrying the [Hidden Demon Mirror]. During the competition, there was no sound in the sky. Until today, there has been no movement. It seems that there is nothing unusual.

In other words, no one knows that he possesses the [Demon Hidden Mirror]!
Yesterday on the Disha Jiugongtai, Xu Boyang couldn't help but want to give it a try, but thinking that he was already there, he suppressed the impulse. Now he is back to Taihe Academy, and another day has passed. The two are only four or five miles apart, which is a perfect opportunity to test the [Hidden Demon Mirror]!

The octagonal ancient mirror kept spinning in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the spiritual consciousness spread out like a tide, over the wall, across the street, through the crowd, and finally came to the river!

The competition on the second day is still in full swing!

There are still crowds of people on the banks of the Linghuai River, with loud gongs and drums, and it is very lively!

On the Disha Nine Palaces platform, countless figures were moving around, and spiritual light was flashing continuously. The nine main core officers were graceful and had sharp eyes, standing proudly on the Nine Palaces.

Xu Boyang swept his spiritual sense and saw Fei Wenlong and Lu Yangxian facing their opponents one after another. Both of them encountered cultivators who were strong on the outside but weak on the inside. With a little effort, they did not encounter much difficulty and easily passed the test and advanced.

When Xu Boyang saw the two of them advance, he couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly his spiritual consciousness flowed, and he saw that Zeng Shuming encountered a tough opponent who used a spear in Cangwu. Zeng Shuming's personal magic weapon [Chongyang Sword] was a foundation-building magic weapon, and it could not be used in this Diyuan-level competition, so he had to change it to a long sword of the Ningyuan period.

Looking at his appearance, the long sword in his hand was too light, and his moves were a bit stagnant and not very effective. After more than ten rounds, it was still difficult to determine the winner.

The two fought for half an hour. Zeng Shuming saw the right opportunity and threw out a "Green Vine Talisman", entangled his opponent's feet, and knocked him away with a palm, finally deciding the winner.

Turning around, he spotted the figure of his cousin Xu Boqing in the next large formation. She was holding a jade ruler emitting green flames, her skirt fluttering as she dodged and moved in the light formation. Xu Boyang's heart immediately became nervous.

Only then did he realize that Xu Boqing's cultivation level was the sixth level of Condensation Yuan. He remembered that more than two years ago, she was only at the fourth level of Condensation Yuan in Longmenjian. Now that she has become a cultivator and can participate in the Taihe Jingwu Banquet, such talent is considered good.

The opponent Xu Boqing met today was from Yunfu, also a woman. Her magic weapon was a green flute. When she performed a magic trick, a stream of green water lingered on the flute, and she looked very skilled.

The two female cultivators also fought for a long time, but Xu Boqing was more skilled. She took advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and used the "Earth Spike Technique" of the Condensation Period to cut off her retreat. Finally, she subdued the opponent with a green jade ruler in her hand and successfully advanced.

Xu Boyang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled unconsciously. All the people he cared about had won, and he immediately lost interest in continuing to watch. He glanced at other unimportant things, and then expanded his spiritual awareness to the Linghuai River, searching up to the sky and down to the ground, left and right. However, after searching for a long time, he could not find any trace of Feilai Ju.

For a moment he felt unwilling to give up. He was stubborn by nature. Now that he had made up his mind, how could he accomplish anything if he was timid? So he simply steeled his mind and mobilized his spiritual sense, like a violent storm, rushing directly towards the Yunxiao Mountain of the Lingxiao Sect of the Qingshen Immortal Sect!
Clouds and mist...

Strange peaks and dangerous streams...

Pavilions and towers…

Jade Tree Spiritual Flower…

What a fairy mountain!
Xu Boyang had never been to any sect since he embarked on the path of immortality. His spiritual consciousness broke through the clouds and mist, and he looked at the Yunxiao Mountain of the Lingxiao Sect. He couldn't help but marvel at the solemn and imposing mountain gate, the magnificent hall, and the grand square!

Everywhere I looked, there was a peaceful atmosphere. There were not many cultivators in the mountains. They were scattered here and there, walking and stopping, all doing their own jobs. I saw about a dozen of them, and most of them were Nengyuan cultivators. It seemed that Lingxiao Sect, which was known as one of the four Qingshen sects, did not have all cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage.

The most amazing thing about this [Demon Lord's Divine Consciousness] is that when I used my spiritual consciousness to probe the cultivation realm of the Taoist who had established his foundation, I was unable to detect it. I only knew that he was not a Nascent Soul cultivator. Moreover, once my spiritual consciousness arrived, the other party seemed to sense it immediately.

However, this spiritual consciousness does not have these problems at all. It can pass through without any harm. It is a pity that if the other party's cultivation is higher than one's own, it is still impossible to detect the specific level of cultivation.

Xu Boyang controlled his spiritual sense, which was like a wave sweeping across the entire Yunxiao Mountain. He searched for traces and finally found the figures of three people in the misty smoke on the top of the Yunxiao Mountain!

The top of Yunxiao Peak is steep, with a solitary cliff and a platform. Someone planted a maple tree there, which stands tall and majestic like a canopy.

This ancient maple tree has thick branches and a mottled bark that has gone through many vicissitudes of life. It is probably at least a hundred years old. It is the Waking of Insects time, when all things come to life. Flower buds have already sprouted on the branches, and new leaves have grown, which are yellow and green, and are very pleasing to the eye.

Three people were sitting on the ground under a tree, brewing tea and chatting happily.

A long-bearded monk with a jade gourd, and an old man with three beards with a hexagonal ruler stuck on his back. Both of them were dressed in the standard Taoist robes of Lingxiao Sect.

Judging from their bearing, they seem to be the two Huangting Taoist priests guarding Yuchuan, Ding Qingliao, who is known as "Firefly Reflecting the Snow" and Jiang Taiqing, who is known as "Fire Identifying the Sun".

Xu Boyang finally saw the true face of the Taoist priest and was extremely excited for a moment.

The two men sat side by side, facing west and east, and opposite them was a monk wearing a black Taoist robe and a black Taoist crown on his head.

This man was not tall, over forty years old, with a thin face and short beard. His cheeks seemed as if they were cut by a knife or an axe, and his eyes were like stars. Looking at his aura, he was calm and composed, not much inferior to the two Taoist priests.

The three men wore wide robes with long sleeves, had white hair and youthful faces. Although they looked older, their wrinkles were minimal, and they were clearly masters of the Dao. Furthermore, the peak of Yunxiao Mountain was shrouded in mist, making it seem as if three immortals were in a fairyland, conversing about the Dao. Seeing the three of them chatting about something, Xu Boyang, out of curiosity, immediately sent his spiritual sense over to them, thinking to himself:
"Success or failure depends on this!"

The spiritual consciousness passed by in a flash, like a gentle breeze blowing on the face. The three people ignored it, raised their cups and sipped their tea, still chatting and laughing as usual.

"It tastes sweet and refreshing. The spiritual tea from Yunfu is indeed better than that from Yuchuan!"

The old man with three beards put down his teacup and laughed.
"Young Master, time flies. It's been a long time since we last met. I'm afraid it's been fifty years, hasn't it?"

The black-robed Taoist priest twirled his beard and said slowly:
"Perhaps even more than that. Yuchuan has made great contributions to sea management over the years, and the people are living in peace and prosperity. It is the most peaceful place in Qingshen, with fewer disputes and more people. I am under the order of the Immortal to manage personnel affairs in the "Purple Palace". Yuchuan County has a peaceful and tranquil environment, with few important matters, so it is indeed less visited."

After saying this, he smiled and said:
"'Arefire and Sun', it's better for us to see each other less often. If I come here for no reason, it must mean something big has happened to Yuchuan!"

Xu Boyang was extremely excited. The old man with three beards was indeed Jiang Taiqing. The other man wearing the same light blue Taoist robe must be Ding Qingliao. He just didn't know if this Shaozai Xingjun was a real person?
Could it be someone from "Langfeng Peak" in Huaishang?
What is this "Purple Star Palace"?
This name is a bit strange. Why is it so similar to the [Purple Star Palace of Life] in my body?
But none of this matters right now. The most important thing is that the [Hidden Demon Mirror] is stable!
A risky move can save you from a desperate situation!

Xu Boyang was so bold and reckless that he succeeded in courting death. I just wanted to laugh out loud!

"Hahaha…"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Taiqing laughed first, leaned forward to pick up the teapot on the clay stove, poured tea at three o'clock, then put the teapot down, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then smiled and said,

"It's all right, it's all peaceful. If you have time, please come over anytime. I'll be there for you!"

Ding Qingliao stroked his long beard and said with a smile:

"Brother, the Young Master Xingguan follows the Immortal up mountains and into the sea, and is so busy that he has no time for leisure. This time, he was able to stay in Yuchuan for a month, thanks to the Taihe Jingwu Feast. Otherwise, you and Xingguan would have missed the chance to meet!"

The Junior Star Officer smiled and said:

"It's more of a minor matter than a multitude of affairs. It's not that I'm so busy. In the past, I often met and communicated with your sect's head Taoist priest, Fuhuo Yingtian, but I saw the two Taoist priests less often."

Ding Qingliao and Jiang Taiqing exchanged a glance. Ding Qingliao chuckled dryly and asked:

"Young Star Officer, speaking of our sect leader, it's been nearly twenty years since he returned. We all miss him. I wonder if it's a bit presumptuous of you to ask about him today?"

"I wouldn't say that's presumptuous, but I can't say much about it."

The young official picked up the teacup and lowered his head to drink tea, his face calm and he said,

"Don't worry, Sect Leader Ling and Elder Xun are with the real person."

Jiang Taiqing laughed:
"Of course, of course. As far as I know, not only the head and elders of my sect, but also the head of the Cangyu sect, Pei Shaoxiao, the feathered monks Chen Yuanbai and Zhou Wengxi, the head of the Yunshao sect, Qi Fuyang, the feathered monk Lin Yinlu, the elder of Nanhuai, Bian Lengshi, and many other feathered monks are all by the immortal's side."

"During the siege of Sishui this time, the Immortal took action personally, and my Qingshen Feathered Priests attacked in groups. This will surely create an unprecedented achievement for our Taoist sect!"

Ding Qingliao smiled and said:
"Brother, when the real person takes action, who in this world can stop him? He will crush everything with ease, and the earth will collapse. That is the inevitable result."

"Ah."

The Junior Star Officer nodded, put down the teacup, and said in a deep voice:
"This siege of Sishui is an opportunity that Qingshen has not seen in a hundred years. If we succeed in one fell swoop, there is hope for True Man Qingxu to achieve the Great Dao. You and I may also have the hope of reaching Zifu."

"I'm so old. Even if I try to climb up with all my strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it anymore."

Jiang Taiqing waved his sleeves, shook his head, and sighed softly.
"I dare not dream of the Purple Mansion Avenue. This old Taoist is about to die. I only hope that Qingshen will be at peace, and that the real person and the other Taoists will be safe and sound!"

"Brother, what you said is a bit worrying..."

Ding Qingliao said with a smile,
"We can rest assured. The Immortal has great magical powers and is a learned man. How many people in this world can resist the magical power of the Purple Mansion? Think about the remnants of the Demon Lord and these demon kings. They are nothing but jumping clowns!"

The Junior Star Officer narrowed his eyes, glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile:

"Of course. Well, let's not talk about this anymore. Today, the sky is clear and the clouds are light, and we have some free time. I heard that you two are both masters of chess. How about we take turns playing a game?"

The two Taoists smiled at each other and agreed happily.

Jiang Taiqing made a move with his hands, and a bluestone slab and a set of Go appeared from his sleeves.

Seeing the three people sitting on the top of the mountain, playing chess, looking relaxed and carefree, Xu Boyang focused on the chess game. When there was nothing else to do, he stopped paying attention to it. He withdrew his consciousness and went straight to the belly of Yunxiao Mountain, to the pavilions and towers of Lingxiao Sect!

This [Demon Lord's Divine Consciousness] is like a flood, penetrating every hole.

Xu Boyang came here for no other reason than that he had just discovered many Taoist secrets!
At this moment, he suppressed his inner excitement and looked at the several temples in the mountains. The bookshelves were neatly arranged, piles of ancient books piled up like mountains, and volumes of jade slips of power transmission were placed in small sandalwood boxes. Various books were stored in them, as vast as the sea of ​​​​smoke and smoke, and filled with books!
It’s a pity that these palaces were flashing with spiritual light, and a red ripple was rippling in the air, which showed that they were obviously guarded by an extremely powerful formation.

Xu Boyang felt like he was looking at flowers in a mirror, he could see but could not touch them. He felt itchy and anxious, but he did not dare to use his spiritual sense to attack the magic circle rashly.

He knew very well that there was no mountain protection formation in the entire Yunxiao Mountain because the entire Yuchuan City was under the protection of the Zifu formation "Tiangang Disha Zhenwu Formation".

The place where the Lingxiao sect of the immortal sect stores its scriptures must have been set up to prevent internal cultivators from stealing. Although this formation is not as good as the Zifu formation, it must be a Huangting level formation.

If he rashly uses his spiritual sense to attack, it is hard to say whether he can break the formation, and it is bound to cause quite a stir. Although no one in Yuchuan City except Lang Mo Changge knows that Xu Boyang possesses the [Hidden Demon Mirror], the risk is still too great.

After all, the fact that someone broke into Yunxiao Mountain and stole scriptures was too shocking. If this were discovered by the three people on the top of the mountain, the Taihe Jingwu Banquet would have to be stopped immediately, and the entire Yuchuan City would have to be blocked and under martial law, and checked one by one.

Xu Boyang weighed the pros and cons for a moment, but ultimately did not dare to take the risk, and his spiritual consciousness retreated silently.

"Forget it. When it comes to cultivation, one shouldn't be too ambitious or unrealistic. Whether one can use divine consciousness to break the formation is still unknown. Moreover, the scriptures of the Immortal Sect are too complicated. Castles in the air are ultimately mirages. It's better to proceed steadily and look at the ground first!"

With this thought, he comforted himself and focused his consciousness on the Taihe Academy, searching for someone useful...

(End of this chapter)