From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 114 Qingxiao Sword Sect Order

Li Qingqiu always believed that the art of transmitting sound was a standard skill for cultivators, so he spent time studying it and finally succeeded.

Just like now, he used his spiritual energy to transmit his words into Jiang Zhaoxia's ears, so that only Jiang Zhaoxia could hear him.

Seeing Jiang Zhaoxia's increasingly surprised expression, Li Qingqiu felt a sense of accomplishment.

After everyone dispersed, Jiang Zhaoxia followed Li Qingqiu into the house and pressed him to tell him what had happened. Li Qingqiu did not hide anything and told him about the technique of transmitting sound, which he immediately wanted to learn.

The art of transmitting sound is not difficult; the difficulty lies in creating it. Jiang Zhaoxia learned it in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and then left satisfied.

The next morning, Li Sifeng, Wu Man'er, and Zhang Yu left with Qin Jue and the other two. The mountain path they took made the disciples along the way curious about why they were going down the mountain. Li Sifeng, who always loved to show off, directly said that they were going to Wushen Pass to kill the demon general. The news spread quickly, and many disciples looked forward to them bringing glory to Qingxiao Sect.

That afternoon, Li Qingqiu went to Lingkuang to meet Qin Ye.

Qin Jue wanted Qin Ye to come down the mountain and make contributions to the Qin family. Li Qingqiu was responsible for relaying the message, and everything depended on Qin Ye's willingness.

Since losing to Ji Ya, Qin Ye has been cultivating in seclusion at the spirit mine. He has now reached the fourth level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm, a remarkable achievement. Of course, this is mainly due to the spiritual energy of the spirit mine.

Qin Ye was well aware of this, and his loyalty to Li Qingqiu was as high as 97%.

"Master, I want to go to the battlefield and make the Demon-Slaying Staff left by Senior Wu famous throughout the world!"

Qin Ye looked at Li Qingqiu and said seriously.

Li Qingqiu was not surprised and smiled, "You should go down the mountain tomorrow. Go to the prefectural capital first. Your Qin family has moved to the prefectural capital. Your father has forged a suitable divine weapon for you."

Qin Ye nodded, then hesitated for a moment before asking, "Master, will I still be a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect?"

Li Qingqiu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Did I say I was kicking you out?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ye smiled; it was the happiest smile he had had in the past two years.

Li Qingqiu raised his hand and showed Qin Ye a black token. He said seriously, "This is the Qingxiao Sword Sect's token. If you go astray in the future and use the Qingxiao Sect's unique skills to harm innocent people, the Sword Sect will find you with this token, and you will receive the punishment you deserve, or even death."

Qin Ye stared blankly at the black token engraved with a sword shape.

In the days that followed, the Qingxiao Sword Sect Token appeared before all the disciples. This was at Li Qingqiu's behest, so that the disciples would remember this token.

This also indicates that the Sword Sect can be put into operation at any time.

……

Inside the main hall of the Imperial Spirit Hall, there are rows of antique wooden cabinets containing lists of disciples. On the wall opposite the door, there is a table for handling affairs.

Zhang Ping sat at the table, holding a strange book in his hands, which recorded bizarre rumors from the martial arts world.

Today was his turn to work. He's not usually too busy unless there are special circumstances.

A sound of footsteps approached, causing Zhang Ping to look up and see Zhang Yuchun walking in.

"Master Zhang, why hasn't Senior Brother Chu Jing returned yet?" Zhang Ping asked hurriedly.

Because Zhang Yuchun usually treated him very gently, he dared to directly inquire about Chu Jing's whereabouts from Zhang Yuchun.

Several months have passed since Chu Jing left, and Zhang Ping is still very worried about him, so much so that he has no mood to read.

Zhang Yuchun stopped and looked at Zhang Ping. If anyone else had asked him about Chu Jing, he certainly wouldn't have said much, but this boy was a disciple valued by his senior brother, so he had to give him a few words of advice.

“He probably won’t be coming back,” Zhang Yuchun said in a low voice as he walked to the table.

Zhang Ping's eyes widened, and he asked nervously, "Why? Did something happen to him?"

Zhang Yuchun looked around to make sure no one was there before saying, "Actually, he has a special identity and came to Qingxiao Sect for a reason. He has been gone for so long, probably because he is afraid of being exposed and dares not come back. I can only tell you a little bit."

"Chu Jing is related to the Demonic Sect."

The Demonic Sect!

Zhang Ping's expression changed drastically, his eyes widened, and his pupils trembled.

Knowing that he and Chu Jingping had a good relationship, Zhang Yuchun worried that the young man might not believe it, so he said again, "Chu Jingping is usually very kind and never gets angry with anyone, but you can only know a person's face, not their heart. Don't disbelieve me, kid..."

"I believe!"

Zhang Ping interrupted Zhang Yuchun and said in a trembling voice.

He recalled how kind Chu Jing had been to him, and felt increasingly frightened. He had heard about the deeds of the Demonic Sect, and in his eyes, the members of the Demonic Sect were all wicked people.

Could he already be being targeted by Chu Jing?
Probably!

He was so mediocre, yet Chu Jing always took care of him, clearly trying to win him over and develop him into a spy.
Zhang Yuchun was taken aback when he saw Zhang Ping's face growing paler and paler. He suddenly remembered his senior brother's words.

"This kid is weak-willed and tends to run away when he encounters trouble. We must not let him get the idea of ​​leaving Qingxiao Sect."

Although Zhang Yuchun wasn't sure what his senior brother saw in Zhang Ping, his senior brother had specifically instructed him that he had to find a way to curb Zhang Ping's ambitions. "If he really has his eye on you, then you must not leave Qingxiao Sect. At least within Qingxiao Sect, no one can harm you," Zhang Yuchun said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ping was immediately jolted awake. He had just been thinking about whether he should escape Qingxiao Sect and find a sect where no one knew him to learn martial arts.

After hearing Zhang Yuchun's words, Zhang Ping immediately dared not go down the mountain, and even felt fear towards the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Yuchun found his expression quite amusing; it was the first time he had ever seen someone display such a wide range of facial expressions, which almost made him laugh.

"Don't tell anyone about this, lest we alert them."

After giving a word of advice, Zhang Yuchun turned and left.

Zhang Ping sat at the table, lost in a daze, feeling as if the whole world was filled with malice.

……

After practicing his cultivation in the early morning, Li Qingqiu, dressed in a swordsman's outfit, came to the cliff in front of the back mountain forest. He looked at the thick fog in the mountains and waited patiently.

After a while, a gust of wind howled in, dispelling the thick fog, and then the enormous Xiao Ba appeared before Li Qingqiu.

Its head was almost as big as Li Qingqiu's body. It opened its bright, jewel-like eagle eyes and let out an ethereal cry at Li Qingqiu.

Xiao Ba's cultivation has now reached the fourth level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm. After years of instruction, Xiao Ba has learned the Qi Absorption Method of the Hunyuan Scripture and can be considered to have truly embarked on the path of cultivation.

Moreover, Xiao Ba established a spiritual connection with him, and even though Xiao Ba could not speak, Li Qingqiu could understand its meaning.

It was a very strange feeling, and it allowed Li Qingqiu to sense Xiao Ba's heart, to feel that it was not an animal, but a human being, like an eight or nine-year-old boy.

To be more precise, Li Qingqiu felt that Xiao Ba was already a demon.

"Are they almost here? Let's go."

Li Qingqiu muttered something to himself, then leaped up and landed on Xiao Ba's back.

He had already told Zhang Yuchun that he would be going down the mountain for a few days and that there was no need to disturb the sect. Zhang Yuchun didn't think much of it. After all, with his strength, he could go anywhere without any problem. Moreover, the Qingxiao Sect was no longer what it used to be. With Jiang Zhaoxia and Xu Ning in charge, it was enough to resist any powerful enemies.

Xiao Ba flapped its wings and flew forward, while Li Qingqiu stood on its back, facing the wind and enjoying the breeze.

Heading north from Qingxiao Mountain, Li Qingqiu didn't know the way, but Xiao Ba remembered that when Li Sifeng and the others set off before, he had asked Xiao Ba to follow along.

He was worried about Wu Man'er, after all, her opponent was no ordinary person, not some roughneck from the martial arts world, but a ruthless general suspected of taking the Martial God Pill.

Li Qingqiu is very interested in the Martial God Pill. He has already instructed Chen Huilan to refine one for research purposes. Unfortunately, the medicinal materials are scarce, and the preparation is still underway.

As Qingxiao Sect has developed to its current state, Li Qingqiu believes that money is not the most important thing; the most important thing is resources, because some things cannot be bought with money.

Soon, Li Qingqiu's thoughts turned to the scenery along the way. Although he occasionally rode his little octopus around the Taikun Mountains, he had not yet experienced the more distant scenery.

Looking down from the sky, the earth was vast and the mountains stretched endlessly. Even he, a cultivator, felt his own insignificance and the immensity of nature.

He suddenly became very curious: having such a vast empire, had Emperor Zhao Zhi ever truly seen his own empire with his own eyes?
Even worldly emperors probably couldn't fully appreciate the magnificence of this beautiful land.
Thinking about it this way, cultivating immortality is still better.

……

Xiao Ba was extremely fast, taking less than two hours to travel from Qingxiao Mountain to Zhongtian Prefecture, which was faster than the airplane in his previous life.

Standing on the eagle's back, Li Qingqiu saw the legendary Martial God Pass.

Wushen Pass stands between two cliffs, stretching for hundreds of feet, and is extremely majestic. Behind Wushen Pass is the imperial army's garrison, with countless military tents, while in front of Wushen Pass is a desolate land, where patches of bloodstains can be vaguely seen. Upon closer inspection, they are pools of blood.

The Seven States Allied Army was stationed in the mountains and fields a dozen miles in front of Wushen Pass. From the sky, the mountains looked treacherous, and the canyon blocked by Wushen Pass resembled a long dragon coiled on the earth.

Li Qingqiu told Xiao Ba to fly higher so he could see Zhongtianzhou.

Xiao Ba looked up, soared upwards, and pierced through the sea of ​​clouds. Only after the sea of ​​clouds had cleared the view below did Li Qingqiu look down at the earth below.

He discovered that there was a reason why Zhongtianzhou had become the capital of successive dynasties. The mountains on the edge of Zhongtianzhou acted as a huge barrier, guarding this territory and making Wushen Pass an essential route.

Martial arts practitioners can cross mountains and valleys, but large armies cannot traverse those treacherous forests.

Seeing that the Seven Provinces Allied Forces had not made any move, Li Qingqiu estimated that there would be no battle today, so he sent Xiao Ba to fly towards the nearest city.

Although it's said to be the closest, it's still a hundred miles away.

As they approached the city, Li Qingqiu landed, intending to explore the city alone.

Having spent so many years in the mountains, he occasionally longed to see the wider world.

This city is called Pancheng. Although it is not a prosperous city, it is still a famous large city with countless inns and shops. Many martial arts practitioners walk on the streets.

As Li Qingqiu walked down the street, he heard people discussing the matter of Wushen Pass. The name of Changwu was frequently mentioned. Even though this place was close to Zhongtian Prefecture, Changwu was still called a demon general, which showed how unpopular the imperial court was.

　A bombshell in the middle of the night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)