From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 18 Tribulation Crossing, Fate and Opportunity

Li Sifeng moved extremely fast. Yue Zhenchuan, who was a renowned figure in the martial arts world of Guzhou and had experienced countless battles, was still caught off guard. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but Li Sifeng grabbed his robe in front of his chest.

In a flash, Yue Zhenchuan raised his knee to block Li Sifeng's advance.

Li Sifeng, who was in mid-air, did not expect him to react so quickly, and immediately slapped Yue Zhenchuan's knee with his left palm.

Bang!
Li Sifeng was thrown away and landed with a thud, then collapsed onto the grass. His right hand was clutching a piece of cloth stained with blood, which he had torn from Yue Zhenchuan's body.

Yue Zhenchuan also stumbled back a few steps. He steadied himself and looked down to see five bloody scratches on his chest, which made him feel lingering fear.

He looked up at Li Sifeng, his face turning fierce, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Little brother, you're really ruthless. When did Qingxiao Sect produce a genius like you?"

There are countless geniuses in the martial arts world, but no teenager has ever been able to hurt him. He was both angry and surprised.

Li Sifeng shouted, "You two hurry up the mountain! I'll stall for time and catch up!"

Just as Li Sijin was about to speak, Xu Ning pulled her away.

Yue Zhenchuan was not in a hurry to chase after them. The two girls, who were just over ten years old, could not cause any trouble. It was still a long walk to Qingxiao Sect.

"Do you know who I am? There aren't many people in the entire Guzhou region who dare to speak to me like this," Yue Zhenchuan said, staring at Li Sifeng with a cold laugh.

Li Sifeng took out a dagger from his waistband, pointed the blade at Yue Zhenchuan, and mocked, "Someone else said something similar to me before, but when we fought, he was so scared that he wet himself and kept begging for mercy."

He was extremely nervous. He could sense that this person was different from the opponents he had encountered before, and was very dangerous.

Yue Zhenchuan snorted coldly and immediately pounced on Li Sifeng. His surging internal energy erupted, forming gusts of wind that swirled around him. He formed claws with both hands and kept grabbing at Li Sifeng, who hurriedly dodged.

After entering the first level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm, Li Sifeng's physical reaction speed greatly improved, and he became more agile. As long as he did not fight with his third senior brother, he never felt pressured, and only felt that others were too slow.

But this time, facing Yue Zhenchuan, he was terrified, feeling that he was not fast enough, and could only dodge in a sorry state, unable to fight back.

Soon, he retreated to the front of the earthen slope, with nowhere left to go. Fortunately, he had been practicing the Gale Technique for some time. He bypassed Yue Zhenchuan's armpits, leaped up, and leaned back like a fish leaping up, landing lightly on the hillside.

Yue Zhenchuan turned his head to look, but did not see Li Sifeng. When he turned back, he found that Li Sifeng was already standing on the hillside. This made him furious and his face turned ferocious.

"I bother!"

Li Sifeng spat at Yue Zhenchuan and then turned and ran away.

Yue Zhenchuan was careless and didn't have time to dodge. He was hit squarely in the face and was stunned.

At the same time, the Seven Mountains Alliance warriors in the woods rushed over. They had just witnessed Li Sifeng leaping up from behind Yue Zhenchuan, which surprised many of them, who thought they were seeing things, until someone woke up first.

Yue Zhenchuan wiped the saliva off his face, turned to look at his disciples behind him, and shouted in a deep voice, "Charge up the mountain now and massacre Qingxiao Sect!"

Having said that, he leaped up first, using his lightness skill to fly into the mountains and forests.

the other side.

Li Sifeng moved with the agility of a leopard, swiftly traversing the mountains and forests. He would occasionally use both hands to vault over obstacles such as logs and rocks, making him unstoppable not only by ordinary people but also by some wild animals.

However, he is now being pursued by a martial arts master.

Li Sifeng turned his head and saw Yue Zhenchuan leaping rapidly on the tree branches. With a single step, he could fly a great distance, making it seem as if he were flying through the forest.

The distance between the two sides is rapidly decreasing!
Li Sifeng gritted his teeth and began to mobilize his internal energy. Even he didn't realize that his control over the Gale Technique was improving. He could now perform actions that he wouldn't normally dare to, without falling down.

call--

A gust of wind swept from behind, and Li Sifeng subconsciously turned his head, catching a glimpse of Yue Zhenchuan swooping down like an eagle, his iron palm in front of him.

Li Sifeng had no time to dodge and was struck on the back. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell forward, crashing into a clump of trees.

……

Sunlight streamed through the woods as Jiang Zhaoxia sat cross-legged on the clearing. Nine longswords hovered around him, their tips pointing downwards and trembling slightly. His hands rested on his knees, palms facing upwards, and his robes fluttered gently.

Since he began to focus on cultivating the Supreme Sword Control Technique, his cultivation progress has been rapid, and he can now control nine swords.

He comes here every day to cultivate alone. This is the only way to Qingxiao Sect, where no one will disturb him. He can also defend Qingxiao Sect against enemy invasions.

"Third Senior Brother! Something terrible has happened!"

A cry came from afar. Jiang Zhaoxia suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and saw his junior sister Li Sijin running towards him with Xu Ning.

When he saw Li Sijin's face covered in tears, his heart sank.

He raised his hand and summoned the nine swords back into their sheaths at his waist. As he stood up, the nine sheaths collided with each other, appearing heavy.

He went to meet Li Sijin and the other person, and the two sides quickly met.

“Many enemies are coming up the mountain to find us. My brother is stalling them. Third Senior Brother, you must go and save him!” Li Sijin said urgently.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxia immediately asked, "In which direction?"

Li Sijin turned and pointed, and Jiang Zhaoxia immediately rushed over, leaving only the words: "You two go up the mountain quickly and do not linger."

Watching Jiang Zhaoxia's figure quickly disappear into the forest, Li Sijin couldn't help but look at Xu Ning and asked worriedly, "With so many enemies, can Third Senior Brother handle it alone?"

Xu Ning did not answer, but urged, "You hurry up the mountain to inform Master, I'll go up and take a look."

"Can you do it?" Li Sijin asked hesitantly.

Xu Ning glanced at her and said, "Don't waste time, people will die."

Thinking that Li Sifeng might be in danger, Li Sijin gritted her teeth and immediately turned to walk up the mountain. Xu Ning took a deep breath, her eyes hardening, and then chased after Jiang Zhaoxia in the direction she had gone.

……

Jiang Zhaoxia was extremely anxious. She began to deplete her vital energy and used the Gale Technique to quickly descend the mountain.

Throughout the journey, he kept thinking about Li Sifeng's childhood. Ever since his master brought Li Sifeng to the mountain, he had disliked the child. He was always dirty, with snot hanging from his nose, and he was always causing trouble for his senior brother.

This impression persisted until the last two years when it improved. Now that they are in charge of Qingxiao Sect, Li Sifeng's decisiveness in handling matters has completely changed his opinion of Li Sifeng.

He felt that Li Sifeng was a promising talent, and if he nurtured him well, he could work with him to assist their senior brother.

Now that Li Sifeng may be in danger and his beautiful future is about to be shattered, he can no longer suppress his murderous intent.

He went faster and faster, so fast that he even ignored the environment along the way.

After an unknown amount of time, a group of people finally came into his view. They were a group of martial arts practitioners dressed in blue robes, scattered among the pine forest, like vengeful ghosts waiting for him to enter hell.

His gaze was quickly drawn to one person; his eyes widened, becoming bloodshot.

Yue Zhenchuan was stomping on Li Sifeng's face repeatedly. Li Sifeng lay on the ground, his body twitching with each step, his condition unclear.

"you dare!"

Jiang Zhaoxia roared, reached for his waist with his right hand, and drew a sword. The sound of the blade being drawn was so loud that hundreds of Seven Mountains Alliance disciples turned to look.

With a sinister grin on his face, Yue Zhenchuan turned his head and saw Jiang Zhaoxia rushing towards him. He was not alarmed; instead, his smile became even more terrifying.

"You've come at the perfect time. This kid's already ruined. I hope you can keep me company and have some fun!"

Yue Zhenchuan burst into laughter, kicked Li Sifeng aside, and then rushed towards Jiang Zhaoxia. The other disciples of the Seven Mountains Alliance drew their weapons and quickly circled around to prevent Jiang Zhaoxia from escaping.

Sudden.

Yue Zhenchuan saw the swords behind Jiang Zhaoxia being drawn and swirling around him. This sight made his pupils dilate, as if he had seen a ghost.

……

Inside the room, Li Qingqiu was writing down a secret manual, preparing to record all the spells he had acquired, while Li Dongyue stood beside him, providing him with ink and ink.

"Senior, I've noticed my handwriting is terrible. How can I improve it?"

Li Dongyue asked softly, her tone filled with anticipation.

Li Qingqiu replied, "In a few months, I will have Yuchun invite some scholars up the mountain to teach you how to write and read."

The Qingxiao Sect had an extremely low level of literacy. When Li Qingqiu was young, just teaching his younger brothers and sisters to read was enough to drive him to the brink of collapse. The Seven Masters of Qingxiao came from a mountain village and had no experience in reading or writing.

Even after arriving in this ancient world, Li Qingqiu still found reading very useful. Its purpose was to cultivate thinking and broaden horizons, as books were a symbol of the evolution of heaven and earth.

"Then could you buy more books? There are only so many books left by Master and Grandmaster, and I'm already tired of reading them."

"of course can."

Li Qingqiu multitasked, calmly communicating with Li Dongyue.

Suddenly, his hand holding the pen stopped.

Because a notification popped up in front of him:
[Given that Qingxiao Sect repelled the invading forces for the first time, its lineage survived a calamity and gained an opportunity to choose its destiny.]

How to repel the invading forces?
What happened?
Li Qingqiu felt no surprise at the reward before him; he frowned, his thoughts racing.

If something can be called a force, it must have many enemies.

He didn't hear any noise, which means the battle was taking place far from Qingxiao Gate.

Could something have happened down the mountain?

He immediately put down his brush, left with a single sentence: "I have something to do. Keep watch for me and don't let the disciples peek."

Just as Li Dongyue was about to reply, Li Qingqiu had already stormed out the door.

After rushing out of the courtyard, Li Qingqiu immediately used the Gale Technique to rush down the mountain.

He had barely walked a mile down the mountain when he met Li Sijin, who was panting heavily. Li Sijin was very excited to see him and quickly told him what had happened to them.

Li Qingqiu had no time to comfort her and hurried in the direction she pointed.

Along the way, Li Qingqiu felt the same sense of apprehension as Jiang Zhaoxia. He brought up the Daoist lineage panel and felt a little more at ease after confirming that the number of disciples had not decreased. However, he did not dare to let his guard down and would switch to the Daoist lineage panel to check from time to time.

After one stick of incense.

Li Qingqiu finally spotted Jiang Zhaoxia, Xu Ning, and Li Sifeng in a pine forest. Looking around, he saw many corpses on the ground and many trees stained with blood.

Jiang Zhaoxia was covered in blood and was sitting on the ground holding Li Sifeng. Xu Ning was slumped to the side, also panting. She was in slightly better condition, but her hair was a little messy.

Li Qingqiu's heart sank at the sight. He quickly went to Jiang Zhaoxia, placed his finger under Li Sifeng's nose, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was still breathing.

But seeing his two junior brothers turned into blood-soaked figures, he could not contain his anger.

Jiang Zhaoxia looked up at Li Qingqiu and said weakly, "Senior brother, you were right. The martial world and the battlefield are completely different. Let alone thousands of troops, my sword was completely destroyed just dealing with a few hundred martial artists..."

(End of this chapter)