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

Zhou Zhen seemed to understand the good intentions of that senior surnamed Su.

It's not actually that hard to understand; it's just like two countries.

Another country wants to come and steal people, and if that were all, they would also intend to make your descendants slaves, subject to exploitation and oppression.

No matter how good their advertising is or how generous their benefits are, it still can't hide this fact.

If enticement fails, they resort to force to seize the property.

Thus, protecting the country became the only option.

Zhou really didn't dare to say whether making that decision was right or wrong, after all, some people just like to be someone else's dog.

Senior Su chose to conceal the truth, only saying that immortals had descended to the mortal realm to invade, but no one knew why.

This wasn't something Zhou Zhen really needed to consider. He had figured something out: no wonder he could feel the higher-ups' desire to devour people was even stronger once he arrived here.

It turns out it wasn't directed at him personally, but at Shen Xichen in front of him.

And just then, he arrived, and his allure was even greater than that of Shen Xichen.

Zhou Zhenhuan watched as Shen Xichen, bathed in moonlight, stood atop the highest point of the Tongtian River waves, hands behind his back, truly resembling an immortal descending to earth.

Are you sure you want my body?

Shen Xichen became unusually amiable, and he nodded gently: "Don't worry, it won't hurt, it will be quick. When that time comes, you and I will become one, and we will be inseparable."

Zhou Zhenhuan sighed: "The thing I hate most in this life is perverts, and you have successfully met the standard."

Shen Xichen was taken aback: "What do you mean by 'pervert'?"

"That's not important. What's important is that you might be annihilated today."

"Hahaha, the dragon doesn't roar, the tiger doesn't howl, you little Taoist priest, how laughable!"

You know nothing about the Way of Heaven.

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "Yes, yes, I know nothing about it."

The rabbit hanging on Zhou Zhenhuan's belt like a pendant rolled its eyes and looked at the frivolous Shen Xichen with pity.

That's what it was thinking.

Tianmoji's feelings were actually quite complicated. On one hand, she hoped that Shen Xichen would tear this stinking Taoist priest to pieces, but on the other hand, she knew that this was simply impossible.

It had personally experienced the heavenly lightning punishment unleashed by that stinky Taoist priest, and only those who had experienced it knew just how terrifying it was.

This fool actually thinks he knows nothing about the Way of Heaven.

The rabbit loosened its teeth, fell off the belt and onto the ground, then propped its head up on its short legs, half-lying on its side, waiting to see the show.

Zhou Zhen grabbed the rabbit before it even realized what was happening.

"Fancy and showy! You dare to claim to be the Heavenly Dao in front of me, Luo Qingyang? Your domineering attitude is courting death!"

Night Dew, bite him to death!

rabbit:???

Then it felt itself fly out. In an instant, the rabbit felt its body being magnified infinitely. When it came to its senses, it found that it was already standing with its head on the sky and its feet on the ground, looking down on all living beings.

It clenched its little paws in disbelief.

My goodness, I've made something of myself!

And then there's the power of the Heavenly Dao laws that fills my body. Hiss, I've been a Heavenly Demon for so long, and I've never felt such a powerful force before.

The rabbit grinned, looked at Shen Xichen standing on the crest of the wave, let out a howl, and threw a punch.

Strange phenomena appeared in the sky, as if stars were falling.

Shen Xichen was shocked and frantically urged the waves, but they were no match for the falling star. The entire Tongtian River seemed to have been shattered by this punch.

The rabbit was in a great mood; after being so frustrated for so many days, it could finally let off some steam.

You can't beat that stinky Taoist priest, but I can still deal with you?

Before it could throw a second punch, its body shrank rapidly, like a deflated balloon.

"Hey, you stinky Taoist priest, no, I haven't had enough fun yet."

"Hurry, hurry, give me some more."

Zhou Zhen's face darkened. Listen to these outrageous words!

Seeing the shrunken rabbit clinging to his leg like a sycophant, Zhou Zhenhuan kicked the rabbit away and beckoned with his hand.

The Tongtian River before them was instantly imprisoned by an invisible force.

The rabbit covered its two front teeth, its eyes wide open, truly dumbfounded.

That stinky Taoist priest... he actually condensed a river into a sword!

What immense power this is!

The entire Tongtian River flew up, its surging waves constantly being compressed.

Finally, a water sword shimmering with waves appeared in Zhou Huanzhen's hand.

"I, Luo Qingyang, can't stand anyone being more extravagant than me, so I'm sorry, you're going to die today!"

It seemed as if an invisible barrier had shattered, and the entire city of Xiyang turned into dust like shards of glass.

It slowly dissipated into the river of time.

Shen Xichen looked at the crack that had appeared on his chest with a sense of disbelief.

"No...it's impossible. How could you possibly kill me from the past?"

Zhou Zhenhuan flicked the sword in his hand and shook his head: "Because I'm using a sword from the past. It's just cutting through time, so it's not that difficult."

With a face full of resentment, Shen Xichen vanished into nothingness.

Sparks of starlight emerged from his body, rushing towards Zhou Huanzhen like moths to a flame.

The bright moonlight disappeared, replaced by a misty sky.

The clouds and smoke have all dissipated, and there is no trace of Xiyang City left; only a bottomless ravine remains between heaven and earth.

Zhou Huanzhen floated up and stood on the cloud, looking down and scratching his chin.

"So, I carved out this rift valley?"

"What's the noise?"

"The earth dragon turned over?"

"It seems to be in the direction of Rift Valley."

"Report! Sect Master, the fog outside Rift Valley has dissipated."

Wu Xin was slightly taken aback: "They've dispersed?"

"Yes! Three hours ago, the brothers who stayed behind in Rift Valley reported that a great battle seemed to have broken out in Rift Valley, and then the mist covering it disappeared."

Below the Rift Valley lies the ruins of an ancient city, which resembles the Xiyang City that disappeared hundreds of years ago.

In the center of Xiyang City stood a divine sword, its body flowing like water, with waves and towering sword energy.

Strangely, when someone tried to pull it out, they found that the sword seemed to exist in nothingness and could not be touched at all.

It's more like, like a phantom of the past, bizarre and grotesque.

"It's not that it resembles anything; it truly belongs to the past."

A gentle and upright voice rang out, and Wuxin was first taken aback, then overjoyed.

"Senior, you're back?"

Zhou Zhenhuan appeared abruptly, accompanied by a gentle breeze. Wuxin waved his hand, dismissing everyone, before personally pouring Zhou Zhenhuan a cup of tea.

Zhou Zhenhuan glanced at the tea, then at Wuxin: "Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, if you want to eat, senior, of course we have it."

Before long, Zhou had finished a whole bowl of mutton and finally breathed a satisfied sigh of relief.

"Senior, you come from Rift Valley?"

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "Yes, I saw a strange city."

Just as Wuxin was about to ask, he saw a rabbit peek out.

Wuxin was greatly surprised: "Huh, senior hasn't eaten this rabbit yet."

Heavenly Demon Princess: ? ? ?

Chapter 110 By the Tongtian River, Uninterested in Enlightenment

The little rabbit was quite well-behaved, squatting on the table eating dried peaches.

The young monk sat to the side, pouring wine for Zhou Zhenhuan.

"Speaking of mutton, the mutton here is the best. It's not gamey at all, and the meat is tender."

Although the conditions in Tianwaitian are somewhat harsh, it is still a treasure trove.

What are your plans for the future?

Wu Xin paused for a moment, seemingly not expecting Zhou to care about such a small matter.

After thinking for a moment, he replied:

"Now that things have settled down in Tianwaitian, I would naturally like to venture out into the martial world if it were up to me."

Being the sect leader is indeed quite meaningless.

Actually, I really admire my seniors; they come and go like the wind, so free and easy.

Zhou Zhenhuan grabbed the rabbit and wiped it on his mouth; the rabbit fur was surprisingly easy to use.

The Heavenly Demoness brandished her fists in a show of defiance for a while before collapsing slumped onto the table.

That's it, my life as a demon is truly over.

Wuxin looked at the rabbit with some surprise.

"Senior, are you planning to keep this rabbit with you indefinitely?"

Wuxin naturally knew what was inside the rabbit. He thought that, given his senior's temperament, he might have already disposed of it.

That's why it was so strange to see it still being brought back.

Upon hearing this question, the rabbit stopped pretending to be dead, sat up straight, and its ears perked up.

Zhou Zhen really took a swig of wine, leaned back in his chair, glanced at the rabbit, and the rabbit was startled, quickly drooping its ears.

"Of course I don't plan to take them with me. So many lives have been lost in the far west; the karmic connection is too great."

As for its arrangements, I have already made a decision.

If you have nothing else to do, why don't you come with me to take a look?

Wu Xin paused for a moment, then asked, "Now?"

"Naturally, it's now; it's just a small matter."

Zhou Zhen put one hand on Wuxin's shoulder. Before Wuxin could react, the scene in front of him changed and the sound of wind filled his ears.

But this feeling lasted less than a breath before he felt his feet firmly on the ground.

The scene before my eyes changed instantly, becoming desolate and bleak.

A massive chasm, seemingly an insurmountable barrier, appeared before us.

Its width is unknown, its depth unfathomable.

Wu Xin's gaze sharpened as he noticed a sword beneath the chasm, its entire body a deep blue, its blade seemingly surging with angry waves.

An image unconsciously surfaced in his mind.

Zhou Zhenhuan lightly grasped a river and condensed it into a sword.

At that moment, Wuxin finally felt what overwhelming power truly meant.

Something inside him seemed to have shattered, and his whole body burst into golden light.