The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

The Lone Sword Immortal's state of mind fluctuated for several days because of his arrival before he was able to calm down.

But he knew that he was extremely envious.

It seems there's no goal that absolutely needs to be achieved; you can sleep when you want to, and go see the world when you want to.

If you want to take on an apprentice, find one who is obedient and charming.

If you want to fight, find someone with a big reputation.

Although Luo Qingyang felt that if he really wanted to fight, he would have to find those old recluses who had long since withdrawn from the world.

No one in their generation could rival him.

No need to worry about status or image, do whatever you want.

But upon hearing that the White King had gone to Mount Qingcheng, Luo Qingyang felt a sense of foreboding for a fleeting moment.

It came out of nowhere, yet it felt so real.

Anything that gets involved with that abnormal guy will likely take a strange turn, even if it was originally a normal thing.

Even though they had only met twice, Luo Qingyang felt that he knew this person very well.

"The Immortal of Leisure? Godfather, you've heard about that too?"

Haha, isn't that absurd?

I don't know why the old man is afraid of Qingcheng Mountain. In his early years, it was because of the Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen, but now it's because of someone else.

A man named Zhou Zhenhuan.

All I know is that all the sword immortals, wine immortals, and spear immortals in the world rely on their own strength and realm.

I've never heard of immortals being sealed away.

Even a greenhorn like him understands this principle, yet the old man doesn't.

The funniest thing is that the man actually accepted the reward and became the only true immortal in the world.

"Is it funny?"

"Uh... Godfather, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Qingyang sighed as he looked at Xiao Yu's nonchalant expression.

"Do you know that although that carefree immortal is unknown in the martial arts world, he is truly worthy of the title of a true immortal?"

Xiao Yu was stunned; he had never seen such a serious expression on his adoptive father's face before.

"Do you know that the very spot where you are sitting was once occupied by the carefree immortal?"

"Do you know that if he draws his sword, I won't even have a chance to draw mine?"

"Yu'er, if you really want that position, you must remember what your father said."

You can be an enemy of anyone in the world, but don't be an enemy of Qingcheng, and don't be an enemy of that carefree immortal.

Because I simply can't imagine who in this world could stop him if he wanted to kill someone.

For the first time, Xiao Yu began to take it seriously.

He said earnestly, "Godfather, are there really people this strong in this world?"

Luo Qingyang patted Jiuge beside him and nodded slowly, with absolute certainty: "Yes! You should know that among the thirteen realms of martial arts, if one does not enter the realm of carefree wandering, one will ultimately remain a mortal."

The Realm of Freedom is further divided into four realms: Nine Heavens, Soaring, Great Freedom, and Half-Step Divine Travel.

Once you enter the Realm of Freedom and Unfettered Heaven, you no longer cultivate martial arts, but the Way of Heaven.

Every move he makes resonates with the universe, its power is inexplicable.

This is why, although there are quite a few people in the world who live in the carefree realm, only a handful are called immortals.

Because martial arts are easy to cultivate, but the Way of Heaven is hard to find, it is no longer something that can be determined by hard work and talent, but also by opportunity.

But whether it's a sword immortal, a knife immortal, a spear immortal, a wine immortal, or any other immortal title, it simply means that they have grasped the true meaning of martial arts and have begun to resonate with the Dao of Heaven.

Only by entering a state of divine travel can one be considered a true immortal.

"A single thought arises, and all things follow the mind."

The Red King was naturally aware of this knowledge, but he still found it extremely shocking.

"So you mean that the carefree immortal truly became an immortal?"

"That's right, I can't tell his level of cultivation, but one thing is certain: he has already entered the realm of divine travel."

Remember my words, this person is not to be made an enemy.

Even if you one day sit in that position, don't provoke Qingcheng.

Xiao Yu left, somewhat flustered.

He was always full of confidence because he had Lone Sword Immortal standing behind him.

There are five sword immortals in the world, but the Lone Sword Immortal is recognized as the strongest.

Therefore, he has the confidence to back it up.

But now everything has changed, because that Dao Sword Immortal from Qingcheng has entered a divine journey.

That's fine, after all, Dao Jianxian is a person outside the secular world and doesn't interfere in the affairs of the martial world.

But now they're telling him that this Dao Sword Immortal's senior brother, who just appeared out of nowhere, is also a wandering spirit.

Moreover, he is much stronger than Dao Jianxian.

If the Dao Sword Immortal is reassuring, then this True Immortal who roams the world is definitely an unpredictable fellow.

You never know what he'll do next.

He now understood somewhat why the old man had bestowed that reward.

Similarly, he also understood why this carefree immortal had accepted the reward.

It's probably just that this person finds it troublesome, so they're trying to put the old man at ease.

The temperature is indeed very low at night in this vast desert.

Xiao Yu tightened his cloak, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"Someone come here! Pass on the order!"

"I'm going to Qingcheng to seek the sword!"

Since the White King ran into a wall, he must have offended Qingcheng. Doesn't that mean he has a chance?

Xiao Yu's mind immediately started working.

If we can win over this person, then Tianwaitian, Anhe, and the Southern Prince will all have to step aside.

If one obtains a true immortal, wouldn't the world be within one's grasp?

Meanwhile, two great immortals from Qingcheng Mountain were at the same time: one was brewing tea and discussing swordsmanship with a fairy in Cangshan Mountain, while the other was eating and drinking for free in the desert.

"Aren't you going to take over the Beauty Manor in Sangu City?"

Wow~ This camel hump is cooked until it's soft and tender, and it tastes pretty good.

The Heavenly Maiden truly lives up to her name; I never imagined Yi Ya's skills were so formidable.

Tian Nv Rui knelt to the side, beaming with joy, and helped serve food to Zhou Huanzhen.

Wu Chan and Tang Lian accompanied them from the side.

This place is some distance from the "Nine Dragons Temple" that was occupied by Zen Master Dajue and others; only ruins remain.

The fact that Tiannu Rui was able to find so much food shows that she really put her heart into it.

"Thank you for your praise, senior. But what is the story behind Yi Ya's technique?"

Zhou Zhen put a piece of meat in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and then said calmly, "This Yi Ya is a person. Legend has it that he was the first to use the art of blending to cook food. He is very good at seasoning."

This man was a decent cook, but a terrible person. He cooked his own son because of a joke the emperor made about never having eaten human flesh.

If you say he is loyal, then it is blind loyalty.

As the saying goes, even a tiger won't eat its cubs; in my opinion, this person is worse than a beast.

Tang Lian had just picked up a piece of meat when she felt as if she had been frozen in place, her stomach churning.

Wu Chan does not eat meat, thankfully he does not eat meat. At this moment, he has a compassionate expression and says: Amitabha.

Chapter 52 Zhou Zhenhuan of Qingcheng respectfully sees off Master Wangyou

The desert is solitary and straight, and the long river falls into the sun.

It is now late at night, and there is no sunset, only the bright moon hanging alone.

Zhou Zhenhuan had always thought that poets were romantics, but looking at the wisps of smoke rising straight up like swords piercing the sky, he realized that the poem was actually realistic.

The fire beneath the bronze cauldron crackled and sizzled, while the broth inside bubbled and steamed.

The meat in the pot smelled delicious, and Zhou had already eaten two large bowls.

But neither Tang Lian nor Tian Nv Rui looked too good.

"Ah, this meal was really satisfying."

Tang Lian suddenly felt that this senior might be doing it on purpose.

Based on his understanding of this senior, he was indeed capable of doing such a thing.

"Why are you staring at me? Are you all full?"

Tian Nu Rui gave Zhou Huanzhen a reproachful look: "Senior, you praised me, that's fine, but why did you have to tell such a story?"

Zhou Huanzhen chuckled and said, "You are all people of the martial world, and you have seen quite a few dead people."

"A mere story, its veracity unknown, found in an old pile of documents—can it really sway your resolve?"

Tang Lian frowned, feeling that something was amiss.

But to be honest, it doesn't seem to be wrong.

Indeed, they all had blood on their hands; it was common for them to fight for their lives in the martial world.

Even if they were to drink and eat amidst the corpses of their enemies, they would remain completely unaffected.

Zhou Zhen ignored their thoughts, stretched, got up, put his hands behind his back, and lightly landed at the highest point of the broken wall, where he sat cross-legged.

What do you think of Dajue?

Seemingly not expecting Zhou to bring up this topic, all three fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Zhenhuan didn't seem to care and changed the subject: "What do you think of Wuxin?"

Wu Chan's heart stirred: "Senior, have you met Junior Brother Wu Xin?"

Zhou Zhen didn't deny it, but nodded: "I saw it, and watched an extremely wonderful Heavenly Demon Dance. It's just that although the little monk is quite handsome, his performance of the Heavenly Demon Dance was really eye-catching."

"If one day he manages to find all eight witches, I'd be quite interested."

Wu Chan's eye twitched. This didn't seem to be the point, did it?

Seeing that the topic was veering off course, Wu Chan quickly steered it back on track: "Is Junior Brother Wu Xin alright?"

"Oh? I didn't realize you cared about him so much."

Wu Chan sighed: "I just think that Junior Brother Wu Xin is not as bad as the rumors in the martial arts world say."

The Great Master Dajue thought that my junior brother Wuxin had a deep-seated demonic heart, but in my opinion, junior brother Wuxin was not a demon.

Although he had mastered the thirty-two secret techniques of the Rakshasa Hall, he had never used these skills to harm anyone else.

"That's why I just asked what you think of Wuxin."

Tang Lian, what about you?

Tang Lian hesitated for a moment, but still nodded: "I agree with Master Wu Chan. I heard Master Wu Chan tell some stories about Wu Xin's childhood. I think he has a Buddhist heart and is not an irredeemable villain."

Zhou Zhen nodded in agreement: "I can tell you that the group from Jiulong Temple has already gone after Wuxin."

So what are you planning to do?

Snow Moon City has agreed to help transport Wuxin to Nine Dragons Temple, but your mission is not yet complete.