From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 220 Zhang Ping Changes His Fate
The sky is high and the land is vast. A tall mountain stands on the wilderness, with few flowers and grass on it. It is as majestic as a giant standing on the earth.

On a high mountain cliff, an old man with white hair sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. He was wearing a red robe, barefoot, with his hair disheveled, and closed his eyes to the wind. The world in front of him was so vast, and eagles were circling and crying in the sky.

A figure walked up from behind him, came up behind him, and bowed respectfully.

This is a man dressed in black armor, wearing a tiger bone headdress, and carrying two swords on his back, one long and one short, with eerie black energy swirling around the hilts.

He looked up at the red-robed elder and said, "Sect Master, the southward plan has failed. The Sword Extreme Sect was destroyed by the Qingxiao Sect, and our people are also being hunted down by the Qingxiao Sect. We can no longer set foot in Cangzhou. The Northern Court army is also being driven out, mainly due to Li Sifeng of the Qingxiao Sect. Li Sifeng is fighting on the battlefield, clearly for the Qingxiao Sect to fight for the Nine Provinces."

The old man in red robes was none other than Gui Wuqiong, the sect leader of the Xuanji Sect.

Upon hearing this, Gui Wuqiong was not surprised. He slowly asked, "So, if you want to conquer the Nine Provinces, whether on the battlefield or in the martial arts world, you can't bypass Qingxiao Sect?"

The man with the sword on his back said in a deep voice, "That's right. Qingxiao Sect is different from the two martial arts saints and the three sects of the dynasty in the past. They are too strong. I think now is not the time for our Xuanji Sect. We can temporarily abandon the plan."

"You said it yourself, Qingxiao Sect is different. Do you think time is an advantage for us?"

The man with the sword on his back remained silent in the face of Gui Wuqiong's question.

Gui Wuqiong opened his eyes, looked at the horizon, and said quietly, "I'm afraid that in the future, when Qingxiao Sect moves north, the terror from the north will also move south, leaving us vulnerable to attacks from both sides."

The man with the sword on his back opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

The cliff fell silent.

A gentle breeze carried a faint smell of blood.

for a long time.

Gui Wuqiong said, "Go find Elder Gui and have him carry out the plan I agreed upon with him before."

The man with the sword frowned, wanting to ask what the plan was, but fearing he might anger Gui Wuqiong, he could only agree and then turn to leave.

After he left, Gui Wuqiong looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, "The world is so vast, how come there is no place for us in Beiting?"

……

As autumn deepens, Qingxiao Mountain becomes different from before, the biggest change being the appearance of figures flying in the sky on swords.

The Qingxiao Sword allows disciples to conserve more energy when flying on their swords, which has led to more and more disciples enjoying flying on their swords. This scene greatly surprised the visiting pilgrims and martial arts practitioners.

The fact that Qingxiao Sect is a cultivation sect is beginning to be recognized by more people.

For the Qingxiao Sect, the greatest use of the Qingxiao Sword was to help them rapidly expand the sect, and the Taikun Mountain Range began to truly come under the control of the Qingxiao Sect.

The Taikun Mountains are vast. Previously, they only nominally belonged to the Qingxiao Sect. Now, the disciples' presence covers the Taikun Mountains, making them truly Qingxiao Sect's territory.

As more and more disciples began to open their own cave dwellings, the Heavenly Craft Hall announced a policy that allowed disciples to choose their own cave dwellings, and then the Heavenly Craft Hall would send disciples to repair and maintain them.

Although Mount Taikun is vast, it is not a place that disciples can occupy at will. After choosing a location, it must be submitted to the Imperial Spirit Hall for review, and an equivalent amount of Daoist merit must be offered.

Moreover, disciples began cultivating medicinal herb fields in various parts of the Taikun Mountains.

On this day, Li Qingqiu returned to Lingxiao Courtyard after completing his cultivation of the Mountain-Moving and Town-Suppressing Divine Power.

In recent months, he has been studying the Mountain-Moving and Suppressing Divine Power, and he is already looking forward to the scene of shocking the sect's disciples with the Mountain-Moving and Suppressing Divine Power.

Today, his skill in moving mountains and suppressing deities has reached a new level, which makes him very happy.

He sat down at the long table, where Yuan Qi had prepared a spirit wine. This spirit wine was the latest achievement of the cultivation hall, and drinking it could help restore one's vital energy. As soon as it was put on the shelves, it was snapped up by the disciples.

Li Qingqiu habitually brought up the Daoist lineage panel and first checked the status of the new disciples.

Not bad.

We have found another disciple with excellent cultivation aptitude today!
Li Qingqiu was pleasantly surprised. The threshold for Qingxiao Sect is getting higher and higher. Those who can become disciples directly have obvious talents.

He secretly memorized the disciple's name, hoping to take him on in the next class.

He already has enough geniuses around him; he has to give other departments a chance.

After looking at the new disciples, Li Qingqiu then looked at the disciples whose destinies indicated a particular fate, to see if their destinies had changed.

Soon, Li Qingqiu raised an eyebrow; indeed, someone's fate had changed.

Name: Zhang Ping

【Sex: Male】

[Age: 23 years old]

Loyalty (Leader/Sect Leader): 89/84 (Maximum 100)

[Cultivation Aptitude: Good]

[Comprehension: Mediocre]

[Destiny: An ordinary person who seeks good fortune and avoids misfortune, defying fate]

[Ordinary people: ordinary in origin, ordinary in appearance, ordinary in temperament, easily overlooked]

[Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune: When encountering trouble and danger, one always thinks of avoiding it, thus possessing a certain amount of good luck and not doing things without certainty.]

[Defying Fate: You will have three chances to change your fate in your life, and you have two left.]

……

Has fate already been changed once?
Li Qingqiu remembered that Zhang Ping's cultivation aptitude was mediocre, yet he had advanced a level. Could it be related to a destiny-altering opportunity?
This kid is indeed something else.

Li Qingqiu was wondering if he should copy the "Defying Fate" destiny.

But he quickly rejected that idea. He didn't need to defy fate; what he needed was a destiny that would enhance his own strength. From the moment Zhang Ping entered the sect, Li Qingqiu had been paying attention to him and had secretly arranged for Zhang Yuchun to take care of him. The reason he didn't do it openly was because he was afraid of scaring Zhang Ping away.

After all these years, Zhang Ping's loyalty level still hasn't reached 90, so Li Qingqiu felt it was time for her to take action.

He sent a telepathic message to Yuan Qi outside the courtyard, telling Yuan Qi to go find Zhang Ping.

Then he stood up and went to find Yun Cai.

He sought out Yun Cai mainly because he had placed Li Shouzhen and Li Shoumin in her courtyard, where her seven sisters took turns caring for the two boys.

Both of these boys are exceptionally talented, and he has high expectations for them.

Twenty years later, when geniuses like Yuan Li, Yun Cai, Zhao Zhen, and the three Xiao brothers have grown up and no longer participate in the martial arts tournament, Li Shouzhen and Li Shoumin will surely become the leading figures of the new generation.

……

As evening fell, Li Qingqiu returned to Lingxiao Courtyard, where Yuan Qi had been waiting for a long time.

"Going down the mountain for training? How long have you been gone?"

After listening to Yuan Qi's account, Li Qingqiu couldn't help but ask.

Will that kid be in danger?

How can one change their fate without any reason?

“It’s been almost two months,” Yuan Qi replied truthfully.

Li Qingqiu frowned and walked towards the long table. Yuan Qi saw his expression and immediately followed, waiting for his instructions.

Think about it.

Li Qingqiu instructed, "Have the three Xiao brothers go to the training hall and find out what mission Zhang Ping has taken. Go down the mountain and investigate to prevent this kid from getting into trouble."

Yuan Qi was surprised. He didn't have a deep impression of Zhang Ping. How could this person get the sect leader to send the three Xiao brothers to provide support? He couldn't help but wonder what the relationship was between this person and the sect leader.
"Yes!"

Yuan Qi did not ask any further questions and immediately accepted the order and left.

Li Qingqiu didn't think Zhang Ping would get into trouble, after all, the kid had already changed his fate. He just wanted to see if he could help him out in his time of need.

……

Moonlight streamed down from the cliff, falling into a two-hundred-foot-deep pit. Deep within the pit lay a lake, its bottom unseen, shimmering with an eerie glow in the night.

Zhang Ping sat on a rock by the lake, gazing up at the bright moon outside the cave entrance above, his face filled with despair.

Upon closer inspection, his legs were in a very unnatural position, clearly indicating that they were broken.

His hair was slightly disheveled, and his robes were torn in parts, making him look quite disheveled.

"Am I really going to die here...?"

Zhang Ping was very unwilling. His rudimentary medical skills were simply not enough to heal his broken leg, let alone escape from here.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have gone down the mountain.

Although the power struggles within the sect gave him a headache, they shouldn't have driven him to such a desperate situation.

At this moment, a woman in white emerged from the darkness. Her robes were soaked, highlighting her graceful figure. Her hair was disheveled, but her pretty face remained radiant and captivating.

She was holding several bright red fruits in her hands, each as big as a fist.

She went to Zhang Ping's side, placed the fruit on his lap, and pried open his broken leg to prevent the fruit from rolling off the rocks.

Zhang Ping could no longer feel the pain, but the other person's behavior made his lips twitch.

"Can't you at least respect my injuries? I was injured while saving you, after all," Zhang Ping said resentfully.

Murong Xi snorted, "If I didn't respect you, I wouldn't serve you and find these fruits for you."

"Instead of standing here in a daze, why don't you practice the divine skills on that wall? Perhaps they can heal your broken leg."

Hearing this, Zhang Ping fell silent. He picked up a fruit and began to eat it.

Seeing his expression, Murong Xi was furious and said, "Your martial arts are quite good, how come you can't see the extraordinary nature of the secret technique on the wall?"

She was unaware that Zhang Ping was a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect.

Zhang Ping had already seen that so-called ultimate skill. It was indeed a divine skill in the martial arts world, but compared to his Hunyuan Scripture, it was not worth mentioning at all.

Making a cultivator like him learn martial arts, especially internal cultivation techniques, would be a complete waste of time.

However, he couldn't explain this to Murong Xi.

"If you want to learn, then go and learn it yourself. Who knows, your enemy might come down and cause you trouble one day." Zhang Ping's heart softened as he thought of how she had taken care of him these past few days, and he said.

"It's so high, how do they get down?" Murong Xi scoffed.

Zhang Ping asked curiously, "I've wanted to ask you for a long time, who exactly are you, and why are those experts looking for trouble with you?"

He had wanted to ask before, but was afraid of getting involved in even bigger trouble. Now that he saw no hope of escaping, he decided to ask anyway.

“I come from Murong Manor. Have you heard of me? Those people are of my clan and want to steal a treasure from me,” Murong Xi replied.

If Zhang Ping hadn't caught her when she fell, she would have been smashed to pieces, which is why she now trusts Zhang Ping completely.

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