The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

April 4th, Qingming Festival.

In the evening, Chen Xuan walked down from Qingcheng Mountain as usual and returned to the courtyard, where Lu Yao had already prepared a table of food and was waiting for him.

Today we had teriyaki chicken legs and pork rib and corn soup. The best dish was the eggplant with minced meat; I ate an extra bowl of rice because of it.

After dinner, the seven little ones played around for a while before going to train diligently and accumulate knowledge.

Chen Xuan then brought over a recliner and lay down in the courtyard. On the stone table to his right was a pot of boiling hot tea.

He swayed contentedly, gazing at the night sky, where stars were scattered and twinkling.

After the spiritual energy was restored, he saw three old friends.

[Old bald monk, you say the past is not to be recalled and should be let go, that the world is in constant flux, all things are renewed, and nothing is ever the same again.]

So what about this reincarnation now?

[Tsk, your methods are no match for mine. I win.]

Towards the end of the Sword Dao era, Chen Xuan encountered a bald monk who immediately started talking to him about cause and effect and reincarnation, which Chen Xuan refuted and disagreed with on the spot.

"Senior brother, I've been thinking about a question while cultivating lately."

At this moment, Lu Yao, having finished her work, came over and brought over a fruit platter.

"you say."

Chen Xuan picked up a peach, put it in his mouth and took a bite. This peach was grown by Aunt Pan, who insisted that he bring it back.

It's white with a hint of pink, juicy, crisp, sweet, and incredibly fragrant.

Why do cultivators fight each other?

"That world is rich in spiritual energy and resources, so why do cultivators still fight each other?"

She had heard her senior brother say that in the early stages of the Sword Dao Era, the Immortal Sect was the main force, enslaving mortals, and even the imperial dynasty was an appendage of the Immortal Sect.

The resources offered as tribute each year were countless, and the imperial court was often overwhelmed by them.

Even so, sometimes immortal sects would fight each other over a single spiritual vein or even a single spiritual mountain.

Not to mention the struggle between the immortal path and the demonic path, where they fight tooth and nail, a life-or-death struggle.

"Theoretically speaking, the resources in the cultivation world are sufficient to supply every cultivator, since not everyone has the aptitude to cultivate."

"However, there are always mediocre people who need to consume more resources to break through."

"And it just so happens that these mediocre people are in power, they have connections, they have ambition, and they want a lot of things."

"Do you think they're just passively waiting to be overtaken, or are they using their connections to steal from others?"

Chen Xuan ate a peach while talking casually.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there is a martial arts world, there will be fighting and killing.

Moreover, in a world where you are empowered, sometimes if you don't kill or rob others, you'll just be waiting to be killed and robbed by them.

This is the fundamental reason for the current spiritual revival and the gradual chaos in modern times.

Lu Yao asked with a curious look, "And what about you, Senior Brother? How many resources did your cultivation consume?"

"Me?"

Chen Xuan thought about it carefully for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "Nothing was consumed."

"what?"

Lu Yao was a little confused. She had thought of many answers, maybe few, but she definitely hadn't thought of this one.

"Since I began my cultivation, I have never used a single spirit stone, nor have I ever consumed a single spirit herb, let alone touched any elixirs or miraculous medicines."

"This...how is this possible?"

Lu Yao's mouth gradually opened wide, finding it unbelievable.

"Heaven and earth are the great medicine; whatever you lack, just take it from them, right?"

"Spiritual energy, Dao intent, supernatural powers, laws... everything exists in the world. My cultivation has always been derived from the world."

Chen Xuan explained further.

Lu Yao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Senior brother, have you ever considered that not everyone can comprehend everything on their own like you?"

To comprehend everything from the universe without any external assistance... isn't that just daydreaming?

Hearing this, Chen Xuan shook his head seriously, "Absolutely impossible. Even the most foolish person could comprehend a single aspect of the Dao, right?"

"..."

"..."

Lu Yao was immediately left speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Is this the world of geniuses?

We mere mortals can hardly reach that level.

"I vaguely remember that back then, many members of the Demonic Sect wanted to take shortcuts in order to comprehend a little bit of the Dao."

"What kind of medicine is in the human body? Blood sacrifice to ascend to heaven and change one's Dao intent often happens."

At this moment, Chen Xuan picked up the teacup on the table, about to put it in his mouth, but then stopped.

"Senior brother, the tea is almost to your lips, why aren't you drinking it?" Lu Yao asked, somewhat surprised.

"A perfectly good cup of tea has been inexplicably stirred up and made filthy. How unlucky!"

Chen Xuan looked up at the sky, his gaze gradually turning cold.

at this time.

A scarlet line of blood spread rapidly from the night sky, greedily and ruthlessly devouring the moonlight.

"Senior brother, look, look!"

"Why has the moon in the sky turned blood red?" Lu Yao exclaimed, covering her mouth.

The full moon had turned blood-red, its crimson hue resembling a ferocious face, greedily gazing down upon the earth.

"It's not a blood moon; someone has used a blood sacrifice formation to surround Qingcheng."

Chen Xuan got up and walked out of the courtyard.

Lu Yao asked nervously, "Senior brother, where are you going?"

"You can just stay in the yard."

"I'm going to get rid of some rats."

Using the Blood Moon Array as a furnace and the essence of vengeful spirits as firewood, Qingcheng was transformed into an altar.

These stinking rats have huge appetites; they actually want to treat the entire city as medicine, boiling them up and eating them all at once.

Aren't you afraid of choking to death?

……

……

"Venerable One, aren't our actions too ostentatious?"

On an unnamed mountain peak in Qingcheng, a group of people clad in blood-red cloaks, hidden in the darkness, all looked at the figure sitting astride a giant rock.

"Hmph, the era of great strife has arrived. If you cower in fear and dare not fight, you'll be stuck in the gutter for the rest of your lives."

The Blood Silence Venerable held a crescent-shaped scimitar, a row of skulls hung around his neck, and his body was filled with thick, dense bloodlust.

Wherever it stood, life was being swallowed up at a visible speed, and vegetation withered.

"Xu Songyan has distracted Ling Xiao, and the Blood Moon Formation that we have been planning for a long time has been successfully activated."

"Men, what are you waiting for? Hurry into the city, we're having a feast tonight!"

The Blood Silence Venerable smiled sinisterly, revealing his blood-red mouth and white teeth. With a slash of his blood-red blade in the air, the night seemed to be split in two.

Om-! ! !

The crimson array patterns beneath the ground instantly lit up completely!

The earth trembled violently, and Qingcheng's defenses were instantly engulfed in blood!

The clear mountain air suddenly transformed into a thick, blood-red malevolent mist, which silently swept in and began to spread.

Wherever it goes, the bright moon disappears, spiritual energy goes out of control, malevolent energy erodes people's hearts, and bodies decay.

Many people couldn't even put up a fight and collapsed to the ground in an instant.

Even cultivators within it cannot circulate their spiritual energy, resulting in a significant reduction in their strength.

The Blood Sacrifice Demon Lord looked down over the entire Qingcheng and let out another sneer.

There's no such thing as catching everyone in one fell swoop.

The vengeful spirits that possessed ordinary people had already silently and successfully set up array patterns in every corner of the city.

The so-called absorption of vital energy was just a pretext to divert Ling Xiao's attention.