Xuanjian: Jade True Sword Immortal, my Dao Wisdom keeps increasing.

Cold Cloud Peak.

The mountains here are steep and the spiritual energy is abundant. They are covered with ice and snow all year round. If one cultivates cold energy here, one will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Two men emerged from the mountaintop hall, shrouded in clouds and covered in snow.

Dressed in white, Fei Wangbai looked regretful and said in a somewhat dejected tone:

"Brother Heqian, I will not force you to become a guest of the Fei family. The Fei family will welcome you anytime you come to your senses."

The formidable combat prowess displayed by Jiang Heqian in the dense forest market remained vivid in his memory. The two were also longtime friends and both practiced the Jade True Path.

One is "Jade Court General", the other is "Jade Brocade of the Intermediate Path", and they learn from each other on their paths.

The two naturally share similarities in their cultivation techniques, and exchanging cultivation experiences with each other is naturally very beneficial.

In Fei Wangbai's eyes, Jiang Heqian was a lone wolf, with no interest in clan interests.

Fei Wangbai was naturally very keen on winning over Jiang Heqian to be a guest advisor in the Fei family, as he had no worries about the future.

Jiang Heqian turned to look at Fei Wangbai, his eyes expressionless, but he felt pity for him and refused him.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Fei. There's no need to mention this matter again. Heqian has no intention of becoming anyone's guest. If you need to find me, Brother Fei, just go to the east bank of Wangyue Lake as usual. Farewell."

Jiang Heqian clasped his hands in greeting, turned around, and took to the air, riding the wind towards his temporary cave dwelling.

Watching the streak of light disappear rapidly into the sky, Fei Wangbai sighed, shook his head, and turned back to the main hall on the mountaintop.

As Jiang Heqian fled, he was filled with mixed emotions. In the near future, Fei Wangbai would be beheaded by Si Yuanbai with a single sword strike, dying suddenly at his own hands.

This meeting was the last time I would see Fei Wangbai before his death, and I couldn't help but feel bittersweet.

They flew away in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

A fat, big-eared monk, dressed in a brownish-yellow robe and holding a golden-yellow staff, blocked Jiang Heqian's way.

Jiang Heqian's heart skipped a beat. He had come to the North Bank to relax, and these monks from the North had rushed to appear beside him.

Has someone taken notice of me? The Northern monk's probing intent is so obvious.

"My name is Minghui. Please wait a moment, benefactor. You may leave after Murong Xia enters the southern shore of Wangyue Lake."

After saying this, the monk waved his staff in front of him, indicating that he would take action if the monk disagreed.

Jiang Heqian's face darkened, and he shouted:

"You Zen practitioners actually protect a man-eating demon. The Dharma Master is quite skilled at expounding the Dharma."

Such blatant sarcasm elicited a cold laugh from Minghui, who then spoke:

"You are attached to appearances. Murong Xia cultivates the wonderful method of my Buddhist path of compassion. Those two-legged sheep can be converted by my Buddhism, which is a blessing they have accumulated over many lifetimes."

Here we go again, with the distorted and heretical doctrines unique to monks in the Xuanjian world.

Jiang Heqian felt like a million mud horses were galloping through his mind, but he forced himself to listen despite his discomfort.

Seeing that Jiang Heqian remained silent with an extremely gloomy expression, Minghui stopped reciting his Buddhist doctrines and changed the subject:

"This humble monk is a disciple of the Lotus Temple in the North. I have been ordered to escort Murong Xia's reincarnation southward. I hope you will not interfere."

"Murong Xia was destined to go south, and he was to devour a total of 106,756 people. Finally, he attained enlightenment in Linhai County under the jurisdiction of Qingchi and became a Mahayana. This journey was to promote the great cause of Buddhism and save the people from suffering. It was a great act of merit."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Heqian scoffed and asked in an icy tone:

"Wangyue Lake is under the jurisdiction of the Qingchi Immortal Sect. This demon has been devouring people along the way. Aren't you worried that the demon will be killed by the immortal cultivators?"

Minghui laughed out loud, saying without any concern:

"You flatter me, benefactor. Murong Xia's journey south was the result of an exchange between immortals and monks. Several Dharma Masters took pity on him and protected him. How could he be easily harmed by immortal cultivators?"

That sounds nice, but exchanging immortals for a position is more like collusion, Jiang Heqian thought with disdain.

Master Shangyuan slaughtered countless demonic Buddhist cultivators in Xu Kingdom, yet you Buddhist cultivators never went to cause him any trouble.

Jiang Heqian spoke in an unfriendly tone:

"Since this was the result of discussions among the celestial beings, why is the Dharma Master blocking my path?"

Minghui spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Why ask such a question when you already know the answer? The Jiang family of Wangyue Lake is of the same bloodline. If you clash with our Buddhism and something happens to you, the Yinghua Wang family will surely take their anger out on us. Please wait here with me for a while until Murong Xia goes south and enters the south bank of Wangyue Lake, then you can leave."

Jiang Heqian stared at Minghui with disgust, his hand on the hilt of his sword making a cracking sound.

After an unknown amount of time, Minghui, dressed in a yellow monk's robe, smiled and said:

"Murong Xia has entered the southern shore of Wangyue Lake. Please make your own way, benefactor."

After saying that, he raised his staff, his figure blurred, and disappeared from Jiang Heqian's sight.

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Yuting Mountain.

Li Qinghong was practicing her marksmanship in the courtyard, wielding her spear with dazzling skill.

Five years have passed since she obtained the talisman [Long Sky Perilous Sparrow].

In five years, with the blessing of the talismanic energy, Li Qinghong's cultivation level had reached the second level of Qi Refining.

"Sister..." a man called out hurriedly from outside the courtyard.

Upon hearing this, Li Qinghong sheathed her spear and asked, "What is it?"

The man hurried forward, panting, and said:

"Sister, people have been going missing in the town at the foot of the mountain for several months now, and we haven't been able to find any bodies."

Li Qinghong frowned and said, "Let's go, let's go to town and take a look."

He made a hand gesture, lifted the man up, and rode the wind down the mountain.

Following the man's directions, Li Qinghong landed in one of the houses in the town where the incident had occurred.

He made a hand seal and cast a talisman, and the bloodstains left on the ground immediately appeared, transforming into the severed limbs of a mortal in the colorful light of the talisman.

Seeing this, Li Qinghong's expression turned icy, and she muttered to herself:

"The talisman detected no demonic energy, so it wasn't the work of a demon. Could it be that a demon has come to my territory to feed on my blood?"

Just as Li Qinghong was using talismans to investigate, a jet-black dart suddenly appeared before her, with a black thread tied to its tail.

Li Qinghong, who was prepared, snorted coldly and flicked her spear in front of her. Purple lightning flashed on the spear, and the dart was knocked aside like a fly being swatted.

Having seen through the sneak attack, Li Qinghong shouted sternly:

"How dare you! You ate people on my own turf and even launched a sneak attack. You are incredibly audacious."

A wriggling motion came from the darkness, and a figure emerged, transforming into a withered old man who stood not far from Li Qinghong.

The old man, holding a dart used for a sneak attack, glanced at Li Qinghong and said:

"I was just passing through your esteemed land, taking a break and converting some of the 'two-legged sheep' (a derogatory term for people with disabilities). I did not harm any of your noble children. Your arrival with such an aggressive manner is rather agitated."

Upon hearing this, Li Qinghong was so angry that she laughed.

They came to the Li family's territory to eat people and even launched a sneak attack, yet they turned around and blamed her for being aggressive.

His words, including "conversion" and "two-legged sheep," sounded exactly like those of a Jiangbei demon who came to feast on blood.

Li Qinghong shouted:

"You devil from Jiangbei, take this shot!"

Having said that, he wielded his spear, purple lightning crackling across its shaft, and thrust it fiercely at the demon before him.