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

From obsession to raging fire, the style of gunplay changed from gentle to explosive.

Even his temper seemed to have increased significantly.

Xiao Se became the punching bag along the way; there was nothing he could do, since he was the easiest to bully.

Lei Wujie activated the Fire Scorching Technique, gaining inexhaustible strength and extraordinary agility. Combined with the Southern Bright Fire Sword Technique, he could even surpass her.

As for Xiao Feixuan, you can fight him, but he's protected by the Taiyi Lion Technique, so no matter how you fight him, you can't break through his defenses.

As for Li Fansong, he is now at the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm. Moreover, because he has comprehended the Taiji Sword Intent passed down by Zhou Zhen, he is only one opportunity away from entering the Sword Immortal Realm. Sikong Qianluo naturally wouldn't want to make a fool of herself.

However, Zhou Zhenhuan could tell that although Xiao Se disliked Sikong Qianluo terribly, the relationship between the two was closer than that of the others.

"Wait! All of you, step back. We are honored to have such a distinguished guest. I am deeply sorry for not welcoming you properly!"

"Oh, it seems I've arrived at the right time."

Two voices rang out simultaneously, one after the other.

The disciples of Snow Moon City were somewhat surprised.

"Great City Lord, Third City Lord!"

Passersby were stunned.

"Who is this person? The First City Lord and the Third City Lord have come to greet us personally."

They didn't have to wonder for long before they saw the answer.

Sikong Qianluo cried out sweetly, "Father!"

Then, like a bird returning to its nest, she flew into Sikong Changfeng's arms.

"Oh, my daughter, I've missed you so much! You finally decided to come back!"

"Brother Changfeng, are you blaming me for not letting Xiao Qianluo go home?"

Zhou Zhenhuan's lazy voice rang out. Sikong Changfeng looked up and saw a man in a green robe smilingly helping Baili Dongjun, who was about to pay his respects.

"Haha, how could I dare? It is a great blessing for my daughter to become your disciple."

"Quickly, invite them in! Quickly, invite them in!"

Zhou Zhenhuan strolled arm in arm with Baili Dongjun, while Sikong Changfeng chimed in with witty remarks, proving himself to be the true immortal of the melon world, knowing everything about the stories and anecdotes of the martial arts world.

"Brother Dao, look, this is the Ascension Pavilion."

Of course, it is indeed somewhat inferior to the No. 1 Building in the World.

I heard that you left something at the Number One Restaurant Under Heaven.

Baili Dongjun personally led Zhou Zhenhuan on a tour of Snow Moon City. This was only possible because Zhou Zhenhuan was there in person; if it were someone else, Baili Dongjun wouldn't have had the time.

"Wow, this is the Heavenly Ascension Pavilion! Xiao Se, if I were to try and conquer it, how many floors do you think I could pass by now?"

Lei Wujie stuffed half a steamed bun into his mouth, and then two furry heads popped out from his chest and naturally ate the other half of the steamed bun.

Qingfeng and Mingyue, however, followed Lei Wujie out.

Chapter 77 The Precious Dowry

Zhou Huanzhen stopped in front of the Dengtian Pavilion, where the area was still bustling with activity.

SnowMoon City is, after all, the largest city in the martial arts world, and many people want to join it.

Therefore, people attempt to enter the Heavenly Pavilion every day.

However, successfully joining Snowmoon City is not such a simple matter.

Baili Dongjun stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the Dengtian Pavilion alongside Zhou Huanzhen.

"Actually, it wasn't that I left something at the World's Number One Restaurant; it was something that was already there."

However, by sheer coincidence, I broke it, so as compensation, I could only put something inside.

I've long heard of how Brother Changfeng transformed a city-wide storm into a single shot; just thinking about it fills me with a sense of grandeur and magnificence.

Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng's face was filled with self-satisfaction.

"Brother Dao, please don't make fun of me. Who in the world doesn't know the brilliance of your Heaven-Opening Sword?"

But brother, you mustn't show favoritism. Having come this far, shouldn't you leave something behind?

Zhou Huanzhen turned around: "Oh? Can this be considered a betrothal gift?"

Sikong Changfeng glanced at Baili Dongjun, who raised an eyebrow.

"With Brother Dao making this offer, the betrothal gifts must be quite substantial."

I'm actually starting to look forward to it.

Zhou Zhenhuan laughed heartily: "My Qingcheng Mountain is poor and has no other special products, only the refreshing breeze that fills the mountains is worth cherishing."

Actually, I had already made preparations before coming.

The Pavilion of Ascension to Heaven—since it's a pavilion for ascending to heaven, how could it not have a ladder to heaven?

Zhou Zhenhuan took out a glass bead the size of a fist from his sleeve.

However, this bead is quite peculiar; inside the bead, one can clearly see a mountain full of peach blossoms and a small house.

Baili Dongjun reached out and took it, but his expression changed immediately upon seeing it.

"Brother Dao, this thing is far too valuable."

Zhou Zhenhuan waved his hand: "It's just a little gadget. Only in this way can the name 'Ascending to Heaven Pavilion' truly be lived up to its name."

Sikong Changfeng was curious about what this thing was that could make Baili Dongjun, who had already entered the Divine Travel Realm, change his expression.

"Senior Brother, what is this?"

Baili Dongjun sighed deeply, "I'm lost in thought."

Sikong Changfeng doubted his ears and asked uncertainly, "Is this some kind of spiritual travel?"

Baili Dongjun looked around and shook his head: "This is not the place to talk, fellow Daoist. Let's find another place to talk."

Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and nodded, then looked back at his disciples.

"Since we've finally made it to Snowmoon City, Qianluo, take them to the Ascending Heaven Pavilion to broaden their horizons."

Just don't mess around.

"Lei Wujie, take this to your martial uncle, Lei Yunhe."

Zhou Zhenhuan took out a jade tablet with four seal characters written on it: "Five Thunder Orthodox Method".

Lei Wujie was somewhat surprised: "My martial uncle Lei Yunhe?"

"Yes, he is currently in this Ascension Pavilion. He and my Qingcheng Mountain have a karmic connection that needs to be resolved."

"You guys go have fun."

Sikong Qianluo glanced at Sikong Changfeng, who glared back at her.

What are you looking at me for? Do you think I can say no?

Go ahead, but don't cause any trouble.

The younger generation had all left, and Zhou Zhenhuan followed the two to Donggui Tavern.

This is a tavern opened by Baili Dongjun, but over the years, fewer and fewer people have had the chance to drink his wine.

This place is quite secluded.

"Senior brother, what exactly is this gift from the fellow Daoist?"

Baili Dongjun glanced at Zhou Zhenhuan, who had slumped into a chair as soon as he entered, and laughed, "It would be best if you could explain it to me, Brother Dao. As for me, I can't quite put my finger on it."

Zhou Zhenhuan looked around and said, "I came here to drink your 'Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon' tea, which has four distinct flavors."

It's just a cheap trinket, not worth taking so seriously.

Baili Dongjun was both amused and exasperated: "We do have wine, but it's not the right time for you, Daoist. We're missing a few things. Please wait a few more days."

I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly, fellow Daoist.

Zhou Zhen sighed and slumped listlessly onto the table: "If you had a junior brother who was desperate to get married, you would be just as quick."

Let's not talk about that anymore, let's talk about this ball.

In truth, it's worthless.

These are some of my thoughts.

I've recorded some insights gained from spiritual journeys and enlightenment; they are just some simple, interconnected principles.

After all, everyone has their own path, and my path is not suitable for everyone.

So, after removing some of my own insights, only this much remains, which can serve as a reference to some extent.

Sikong Changfeng now understood what this ball really was.

I was also extremely shocked.

As we all know, when it comes to cultivation and the path of martial arts, having someone to guide you and not having anyone to guide you are two completely different things.

Many people cherish what they have learned and understood, and would never pass it on to others.

Moreover, this is an insight gained from a spiritual journey.

Although Sikong Changfeng had been busy with the affairs of Snow Moon City for more than ten years and had not paid much attention to cultivation, it did not mean that he was unaware of the value of this thing.

"Brother Dao, do you mean to hand this over to the Ascension Pavilion?"

Sikong Changfeng was extremely excited.

He knew the wonder of the First Building Under Heaven, which could also transport people to a state of spiritual wandering.

He built a replica of the Ascending to Heaven Pavilion, but he knew in his heart that it was incomparable to the wonder of the First Tower Under Heaven.

But now, with this ball, everything is different.

This thing is far too valuable.

Zhou Zhen waved his hand: "Anyway, I'm planning to use this as a betrothal gift. See if it's enough for you."

If that's not enough, I can save one more sword.

Or I'll leave you two golden-armored warriors to play with.

As Zhou Zhenhuan spoke, he took out another peach wood sword from his sleeve, still the size of a palm.

A small paper figure cut from two pieces of yellow talisman paper.

Zhou Zhenhuan had already presented such a precious item, and Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng both felt that Dao Jianxian and Li Hanyi were in love, and Qingcheng's marriage proposal was just a formality to save face for Xueyue City.

The dowry is definitely enough.

But now that he saw what Zhou Zhenhuan had taken out, Sikong Changfeng grabbed it.

He almost drooled as he stroked the peach wood sword.

He could sense the sword intent within the peach wood sword; it was the very intent of the Heaven-Opening Sword.

This thing, whether used for enlightenment or to be activated in battle, is a treasure that money can't buy.

"Hahaha, you're too kind, fellow Daoist."

"I, Xueyue City, would never dare to refuse such a gift from you, fellow Daoist; I will accept it."

Baili Dongjun glanced helplessly at his third junior brother, shook his head, and then took the paper figure in his hand and played with it for a while.

"Oh? That's quite interesting. Brother Dao is indeed well-versed in the profound Daoist arts."

He can activate it using only internal energy; his strength is no less than that of the Great Free Spirit.

Zhou Zhen nodded: "This thing is selective; it will be matched according to the cultivation level of the person who activates it."

Of course, I have always admired the strength of Brother Baili and Brother Changfeng.

Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng exchanged a glance, both wearing wry smiles.

I understand now. In this person's hands, moving mountains and overturning seas would be a piece of cake. But in their hands, its power would probably be much weaker.

In any case, this thing is equivalent to Snowmoon City having two more experts in the Divine Travel Realm, which is enough to deal with any danger.