Chapter 56 The Fragmented Taoist 18
Zhong Ling's words made the whole family stunned for several seconds.
Just when Su Wenyin was wondering if she hadn't taken action for too long, so that outsiders thought she was really gentle and anyone could get close to her.
A "chuckle" was heard from the front, and then a graceful female monk in dark purple came out from the side of the cliff.
They didn't sense anyone here, it could just be someone who had just arrived.
The moment the female monk appeared, Yan Xia saw that the face of Zhong Ling in front of them turned visibly paler.
Combined with the other party's charming dress and charming peach blossom eyes, it is not difficult to guess that this is the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Qian Shu.
Qian Shu acted as if she didn't see Zhong Ling. She raised her peach blossom eyes in the direction of Su Wenyin and said, "Since he can't do it, can the elder take care of my sister?"
Yan Xia: “…………”
Yan Xia turned his head and his father's face darkened again.
Well, the fact that both men and women like to get close to their wives is really something to be ashamed of.
Su Wenyin's originally indifferent expression turned a little colder.
The Hehuan Sect does not discriminate between meat and vegetables in this regard, and the entire Hunyuan Continent knows it.
But if you set your sights on yourself, that would be a bit uncomfortable.
Su Wenyin didn't say any nonsense, and the pressure from the Tribulation Period completely dissipated.
In an instant, there was one more person with a pale face.
Qian Shu forced a smile, her peach blossom eyes no longer had the deliberate affection from before, and her tone was no longer roundabout: "I am sorry to bother you."
The tone changes so quickly, I don't know if it's because he has experienced similar situations countless times. When he sees something he wants, he gives it a try, but once he finds that it doesn't work, he withdraws quickly.
It was a happy day for Feiyu Sect, and Su Wenyin did not want to make a big deal out of it. She just wanted to give a warning, so she withdrew her pressure when she saw the situation.
Before Qianshu and Zhongling could say goodbye, two more people flew over from the sky.
It was Peak Master Xia Shuang and Sect Master Yang Yan who came over in person to pick them up after seeing that no one had arrived, only to see this scene as soon as they arrived.
Seeing that several elders were harassed in their own sect, Sect Master Yang Yan said to Qian Shu with a cold face: "Since the Hehuan Sect is not here to congratulate sincerely, Sect Master Qian Shu, please go back."
The smile on Qian Shu's face was a little stiff, and she didn't know if it was because she was frightened by the pressure of the Tribulation Period.
Although she was stiff, she managed to calm down and replied, "I came here sincerely to congratulate you. I am sorry for disturbing the elders. I will leave now."
After saying this, without waiting for anyone to say anything, he pulled the final spirit next to him, who seemed to be invisible at the moment, and ran away.
The speed was so fast that it seemed as if there was a natural enemy chasing it.
The two purple figures disappeared, and Sect Master Yang Yan apologized to the family of four again.
The main theme was that the sect was busy today and neglected the management of the coming and going of people, and someone actually ran to Zhengyang Peak and disturbed several elders.
Su Wenyin waved her hands, indicating that this could not be considered the fault of Feiyu Sect.
With legs on a person's body, it's easy to go wherever you want. As long as you have that intention, if you're not at Zhengyang Peak today, you'll meet somewhere else tomorrow.
Seeing that no one really cared, Sect Master Yang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, walked in front with his sword, and headed towards the main hall.
Although there was a short delay, it was actually not time for the ceremony to start yet.
Sect Master Yang Yan controlled the speed, and the few of them arrived at the main hall at a leisurely pace.
The usually quiet palace was exceptionally lively at this moment.
Sect Master Yang Yan disappeared for a short while, and some people had already guessed what he was doing and stood in advance at the place closest to the main hall entrance.
Sure enough, I met the legendary elders at the first moment.
So, Yan Xia and his companions had just landed when they went through the enthusiastic self-introductions again, starting with "Elders, I am so-and-so."
That enthusiastic attitude made Yan Xia feel as if she had returned to her previous life. The fan finally met the idol she had liked for many years.
There is restraint in the ecstasy, and an excitement that is trying to be reserved but cannot be controlled.
He even felt like he saw quite a few people, with their eyes clearly showing...
"Look at me!! I have been at the peak of the Void Refining Stage for a long time and I can't break through."
"And me, and me too. I've been stuck at the peak of the Spiritualization Stage for over a hundred years! Can the elder give me some pointers?"
"Me, me, me!! I'm in the middle stage of Refining Void. Although I'm still a little far from the Fusion Stage, I also have dreams!"
And many more.
Yan Xia smiled silently and walked forward close to his mother, not looking at the restrained yet fanatical eyes beside him.
I just murmured quietly in my heart, it turns out that no matter which world we are in, rumors are harmful.
The Taoist priests from other sects were not discouraged when they saw the man leave. After all, the secret book could not be given to others easily.
Their eyes were rolling around, and it was obvious that they were thinking about how to lure the elders back to their own sect.
There were also many elders who had once gone through the secret realm together with Sect Master Yang Yan, so when they met Sect Master Yang Yan's defensive eyes, they remained carefree and not afraid.
After Yan Xia's family of four squeezed in through the entrance, they arrived at the place where the gifts were placed.
This time, Pei Xian attended the ceremony together with the leader of Yangyan Sect and the leader of Zhengyang Peak, so naturally three gifts were prepared.
The weapons given to Pei Xian and Sect Master Yang Yan were some magical weapons that they could use. They were not outstanding but very practical.
The one given to the master of Zhengyang Peak is a bit special. It was specially made by Ms. Su.
The master of Zhengyang Peak just finished his work and came over at this time. Yan Xia handed the gift directly to the master of Zhengyang Peak on behalf of his mother.
It is a box of molds packed in a box.
There are five-pointed star shapes, heart shapes, cute little bear shapes, and many other shapes, all of which are designed to address the problem of unstable shapes of pills made by the master of Zhengyang Peak.
Yan Xia and the others had a simple idea at the time. After all, they were the ones who sold the Holy Bodhi Fire to the Lord of Zhengyang Peak, so they naturally had to provide good after-sales service.
Since the shape cannot be controlled, just try to make it look better.
Ordinary molds naturally cannot withstand the baking of the Bodhi Holy Fire, but this mold was made by Su Wenyin herself, and there will be no problems if it is placed in the alchemy furnace.
This was Ms. Su’s first time refining a weapon, and she spent a day or two learning it, during which time she even ruined a lot of it.
Yan Xia looked at the master of Zhengyang Peak and thought secretly, based on their after-sales service attitude, if it were in the past, this wave would at least be worth a five-star rating.
The master of Zhengyang Peak looked at the gift, feeling a little happy and a little complicated.
The complicated thing is that after so many days, he still couldn't control the shape of the pill, but he was very happy that Elder Ziyin actually made a gift for him personally.
How could he be so worthy of such a thing made by a person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage? !
The master of Zhengyang Peak thanked him sincerely and put the box away as a treasure.
But when he just opened it, someone nearby saw it.
People now only know that the master of Zhengyang Peak has reached the middle stage of fusion, but they don't know that when people used the Bodhi Holy Fire to refine the elixir, the elixir's form became uncontrollable.
Naturally, the people of Feiyu Sect would not tell others about this kind of thing, which led to the fact that everyone who saw the gifts basically experienced similar psychological changes.
From the initial confusion...
This little thing doesn't seem to have any other use. It has neither runes to resist attacks nor spells to bless spiritual power. Why did the elders take it out as a gift? ?
Although it looks very sturdy, it is obviously something for children to play with. Even some ordinary five-year-old children at the foot of the mountain don’t play with it.
Then I started to make up my mind...
In the minds of the elders, they must be treating the Master of Zhengyang Peak as their own child. This just shows how important the Master of Zhengyang Peak is in people's minds. No wonder he reached the middle stage of fusion as soon as he broke through.
Seeing that Sect Master Yang Yan was not that close to the elders, he only reached the initial stage of fusion.
After the Taoist priests from other sects who had seen the gifts understood this, they felt deeply that they had realized the truth, and as they thought about it for a longer time, this idea became even more profound.
That must be the case! Only when you treat people as your own, like your own children, will you teach them more secrets.
So, after Yan Xia finished the gift-giving session, he found that some people around him were looking at them with even more passion in their eyes.
Yan Xia: “???”
I just... can’t figure it out.
Do they want it too?
But this thing... was tailor-made for the master of Zhengyang Peak, so it's useless to anyone else.
In front, Sect Master Yang Yan announced that the ceremony had officially begun.
Yan Xia just shook his head and put aside the things he couldn't figure out.
As the leader of the sect and the external representative of Feiyu Sect, Sect Master Yang Yan sat in the main seat.
Yan Xia and the others were arranged to be the first position on the right side of Sect Leader Yang Yan, and the first on the left were Elder Cheng Yun and Elder Fei Yu.
Almost all the people who came this time are well-known and famous in Hunyuan Continent.
Therefore, the positions at the back were almost all arranged according to seniority. Yan Xia noticed with his sharp eyes that there was actually an elder in the middle stage of Mahayana.
It is said that he is the master of Taoist Song Yuan of the Wuji Sect, who has been in seclusion for many years. He actually came out this time, which surprised many people.
Some people said that Taoist Song Yuan had not returned to the sect for a long time, so his master came to arrest him. Others said that this elder was obviously coming for Elder Ziyin and the others.
Yan Xia and his friends arrived late and did not hear any of these words. They only saw the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Qian Shu, near the back.
She also has a direct disciple following her, who has a similar status to Sect Master Yang Yan's eldest disciple He Huarong, and both are being trained to be the next Sect Master.
As for the final spirit, it had disappeared at this time. No one knew whether it was driven away by Qian Shu or it was too embarrassed to come again.
Yan Xia's eyes swept across the position where Sect Master Qian Shu was, and all he was thinking about were some of the romantic stories about the disciples of the Hehuan Sect that he had occasionally heard during this period.
For example, Qian Shu's Taoist partners when she was young all had higher cultivation levels than her. So when they were practicing together, the one with the lower cultivation level had an advantage. But after she became the leader of the Hehuan Sect, she began to follow her heart when it came to finding a Taoist partner.
But no one else can do whatever he wants to his own mother.
It was not known whether he was envious of his mother's cultivation or just of this person. Yan Xia glanced at Ms. Su, who looked like a master at the moment. Her face was full of collagen and her appearance was impeccable.
Yan Xia sincerely felt that it was more likely that it was both.
While his imagination was running wild, Sect Master Yang Yan had already started speaking in official terms.
Yan Xia inexplicably had the illusion that he was attending an annual meeting. As expected, no matter where it was, the procedures for such large-scale events were almost the same. After the official announcement, it was time to eat.
Yan Xia looked at the dishes placed on the table one by one and felt how contradictory it was. He usually didn't eat, but when it came to large-scale events, the first thing he did was eat.
Yan Xia had already figured it out after being in Feiyu Sect for so many days. Although each peak did not have its own separate kitchen, there was actually a large kitchen for the entire Feiyu Sect, which was rarely used and would only be used when encountering such a large event.
But these are all things that happened in the past. It is said that this big kitchen has never stopped working since they arrived.
Some monks pursue the same style very thoroughly. Their hair color must be similar and their living habits must be similar to those of the previous monks.
Although Yan Xia felt that he was corrupting good students due to these actions, he believed that it was still beneficial to continue using the large canteen.
Just like at this moment, the taste of the same food for so many people is not much weaker than usual. It can be seen that the chef in the kitchen, in addition to being very attentive, is more likely to have become proficient in his craft.
The atmosphere in the main hall was very harmonious. After all, it was a happy day for the Feiyu Sect, and no one would bring bad luck to others at this critical juncture.
Well, except for the Hehuan Sect, but that was before the ceremony started.
So after the meal, when the atmosphere was just right, a musician even took out his own guitar and performed a song.
Once there is one, there will be two. If there is someone playing the piano, there will naturally be someone playing the flute. It must be said that when a music practitioner started playing the piano, the level of pleasantness increased sharply, and Yan Xia even squinted his eyes when he listened.
After a few songs, the ceremony was coming to an end. It was so simple and crude to hold a large-scale event in a world with a lack of entertainment.
As the host, Sect Master Yang Yan naturally invited everyone to visit Feiyu Sect at the end.
Yan Xia didn't know how many people actually went to visit. When he thought the ceremony was really over, he found out that everyone still had something to reserve, which was...
Find someone to discuss with.
Especially those who, although they are from different sects, are all sword practitioners or martial arts practitioners, and their cultivation is at the same level without much difference.
On weekdays, those who can compete and learn from each other are people from the same sect.
Although the exchange conference will be held soon, and we can compete and communicate openly at that time, there is a ready-made opportunity right in front of us now. Who would mind communicating once more?
For example, He Huarong, the eldest disciple of Sect Master Yang Yan, was dragged to the martial arts training ground by a disciple of the Wuji Sect. Both of them were sword practitioners and their cultivation levels were similar.
In addition to the two of them, Pei Xian, who had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, also became a target.
Some people divided themselves into camps to cheer for their fellow seniors.
Yan Xia naturally did not miss this lively scene, and dragged his mother to watch several games. It was not known whether it was because he really wanted to learn something from the other party, or because there were so many people watching outside. Several groups of people were fighting fiercely, and no one wanted to lose in front of so many people.
When Yan Xia was standing aside and clapping, he suddenly discovered that the person next to his mother had changed at some point. He vaguely remembered that it seemed to be the master of Zhengyang Peak before, but now it had become Elder Hongning, the master of Wuji Sect Taoist Priest Songyuan.
The person with the highest cultivation level present, except for his mother.
When Yan Xia looked over, Su Wenyin naturally noticed it as well.
Seeing people looking over, Elder Hongning said, "May I ask Daoist Fellow Ziyin for advice?"
Yan Xia’s eyes widened. Was he going to compete with his mother?
But it does make sense when you think about it. With the cultivation level of the middle stage of Mahayana, there are basically few people in Hunyuan Continent who can fight him.
It's so hard to find a place in the world where you can cross the tribulation. It's inevitable that you'll feel itchy. It's inevitable that you'll feel lonely after being invincible for too long.
Su Wenyin only thought for a few seconds before agreeing readily.
As soon as they heard that the two elders were going to compete and exchange ideas, the several groups of people who were still fighting in the martial arts training ground instantly separated. The movements of them stopping their attacks were so tacit that it seemed as if everyone had lived together for dozens or even hundreds of years.
Elder Hongning bowed slightly and made a concession gesture: "Daoist Fellow Ziyin, please go first."
Su Wenyin nodded, but before she moved, she turned her head and stretched out her hand towards Yan Xia.
"Let me use those two big hammers."
Elder Hongning is a martial artist who is good at close combat. Since someone asked her for advice, of course I would follow her way.
Upon hearing this, Yan Xia took out two big hammers and handed them to his mother.
As the two walked to the center of the venue, although there was a large crowd of people surrounding the martial arts training ground, the atmosphere became visibly quieter.
This is a fight between a Tribulation Crossing Stage and a Middle Mahayana Stage. What a rare scene, and yet they actually saw it in their lifetime!
Everyone held their breath and waited with their eyes wide open, not wanting to miss any scene.
Finally, after polite gestures were exchanged, Elder Hongning took action first, holding a shiny broadsword in his hand.
Just from the aura it exudes, one can tell that it is a rare treasure. In comparison, the two sledgehammers in Su Wenyin's hands are a bit underwhelming.
But his cultivation level in the Tribulation Crossing Stage was there, and even though he was inferior to the other person in terms of magical weapons, Su Wenyin was able to suppress him firmly from beginning to end, and was always at ease.
Suddenly, there were only two people left around the martial arts training ground, and the sound of hammers hitting swords could be heard coming and going.
Before the competition, the two of them naturally set up a barrier around them, otherwise, with the pressure of the Tribulation Crossing Stage and the middle Mahayana Stage emanating at the same time, it is estimated that few people present would be able to withstand it.
Therefore, although everyone cannot feel the pressure from the higher-level cultivation now, just watching the two of them fighting in full swing is shocking enough.
Some people even looked at it obsessively, and I don’t know if they were fantasizing that one day they could also become a powerful person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
Some people also have their own understanding of each move.
No one knew how much time had passed, but the two had not stopped. It was obvious that Elder Hongning's spiritual power was almost exhausted and he was struggling.
Su Wenyin was fine, still swinging the two hammers vigorously.
At this moment, Elder Hongning changed his tactics.
Su Wenyin took over without a second's hesitation, but she swung the hammer even faster, swinging it back and forth like two propellers. The afterimages of the hammers were everywhere. Although there were only two, Ms. Su made it seem like there were countless of them.
Yan Xia was watching from the sidelines with astonishment, and whispered with his eldest brother in his sea of consciousness, saying that at this speed, if it happened in his previous life, he would probably be able to take off on the spot.
After Yan Xia said this, he received an approving look from his eldest brother. Just as he glanced at Yan Ji out of the corner of his eye,
Yan Xia suddenly heard a cry of surprise, and the two brothers looked towards the martial arts training ground at the same time. What they saw was incredible, and their eyes widened at the same time...
I saw their mother flying straight up to the sky!!
Yan Xia: “???!!!”
What happened?!
He just said that, how come it really took off? !
The big hammer in his mother's hand was originally swung into a propeller on each side.
But at this moment, Ms. Su stretched out her arms, and the two big hammers swung into a straight line. The two small propellers turned into a big propeller, and Ms. Su spiraled up, and her body turned left and right an unknown number of 360 degrees.
The eyes around the martial arts training ground were wide open: "!!!!!!"
What kind of move is this??!
Such a novelty! Never seen before!
Elder Hongning also stood there, holding his big knife, at a loss, and it was obvious that he was confused.
Yan Xia was shocked and his subconscious entered the sea of consciousness, and he saw a voice message sent by his mother.
【Twenty-eight-year-old girl】: "I￠＃%￥*％…what a fucking broken body this is!! I…"
Yan Xia did not finish listening to the rest of the words because he suddenly felt something was wrong with him.
Thinking about what Brother Buddha said before, that he and his mother's bodies had been genetically programmed, I felt an ominous premonition.
The next second, Yan Xia's arms opened uncontrollably, and he spiraled up on the spot in full view of everyone. Except for the lack of two big hammers, he looked exactly like Ms. Su.
The moment Yan Xia took off, Yan Ji subconsciously grabbed him.
So a few seconds later, when everyone still hadn't figured out what magic the Taoist Ziyin was using, they watched Taoist Zixia take off.
It whirred around and around!! It was like a tornado that had become a spirit. The key point was! Taoist Zixia also had Taoist Ziji hanging on his feet!!
Maybe it was because of the strong wind or the fast speed, the Taoist Zi Ji below swung significantly more than the Taoist Zi Xia above, and his legs kept spinning around in circles.
After being stunned for a second, everyone looked at the sky and then at Taoist Master Zi Yue on the ground.
Yan Feiyue: “…………”
What should he do now?
It was clearly a family of four, but he had lost his name.
As soon as Yan Feiyue had this thought, he remembered Su Wenyin's angry voice in his mind: "Restart the fucking machine! What are you standing there for?!"
Yan Feiyue, who was not very familiar with the anthropomorphic project as it was his first time to participate in it, came back to his senses instantly and found the restart button in his sea of consciousness.
Su Wenyin, who was about to fly out of everyone's sight, finally lowered his arms and took out the sword while his body was falling freely.
However, due to the delay in genetic settings, Yan Xia was still spiraling upwards, his body was out of control, but his sea of consciousness was going crazy.
“Oh my god!!! When the hell is this going to end!!”
"Brother! Brother, brother, brother, brother!! Please try restarting it again!"
In fact, as people who have participated in this anthropomorphic project for the second time, Yan Xia and Yan Ji had already restarted it at the moment of takeoff.
It was at this time that Yan Xia realized that the setting of the genetic project was useless even if he unilaterally restarted it! !
What kind of overbearing setting is this?! I have never noticed it before.
Yan Ji's weak voice rang out in his sea of consciousness: "It's useless."
When the two of them spiraled up to Ms. Su's side, although Yan Xia had not stopped yet, Su Wenyin quickly pulled Yan Ji down.
The force under his feet suddenly loosened, and after two or three seconds, Yan Xia's feeling of dizziness finally disappeared, and he was caught by his mother during his free fall.
The three of them stood crowded together on the sword, their minds still in a daze. Yan Xia held his mother tightly in one hand and pulled his eldest brother with the other.
Although he didn't really want to speak, his mouth opened and he let out a loud sound...
yue! !
The second sound came right after that. Of course, the second sound did not come from his mouth, but from his elder brother who had been holding back for a long time but finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
Su Wenyin didn't know if it was because of her high level of cultivation that she had strong concentration, but she was very strong and resisted the urge to vomit. She just asked Yan Xia in a daze: "Is this project always so exciting?"
Yan Xia shook his head with lingering fear. He didn't know it could be so exciting.
His only experience of flying in the air was the take-off with wings spread as described by Yan Meng, but at least it was a smooth take-off.
Aren't they taking this spiral a bit too far?!
The mother and her two children stood on the sword for a long time before slowly descending on the sword.
Two or three people on the ground raised their heads and stared at the three of them intently.
As Yan Xia pulled his collar closer inconspicuously, the sword landed steadily in the center of the training ground.
All the heads that had been tilted up now lowered, and without leaving any trace, they pricked up their ears and listened attentively.
Everyone heard Elder Hongning ask, "Daoist Fellow Ziyin, what are you doing..."
How come he flew up into the sky while fighting?! And he flew up into the sky in that position?!
Elder Hongning had lived for nearly two thousand years and had never seen anything so bizarre, so his eyes were full of curiosity.
I really want to know! I am scratching my head and wondering, I don’t know if I will be unable to sit down and meditate peacefully.
Su Wenyin smiled, her face serious: "I just suddenly remembered that my second son and I have prepared a small talent to congratulate the master of Zhengyang Peak and the master of Yangyan Sect on their breakthroughs. I wonder what you think of it?"
The people who were still listening attentively heard the question being directed at them.
He immediately smiled and nodded seriously: "Excellent, excellent, very excellent!!"
"Yes, I haven't seen such a wonderful talent in more than 800 years!!"
Sect Master Yang Yan also looked very touched as he bowed in Su Wenyin's direction and said, "I am sorry to have troubled the elders."
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, everyone acted as if they believed it.
Su Wenyin nodded: "Just enjoy watching it."
Anyway, she just said that, no matter whether he believes it or not.
The main reason is that she doesn’t believe it, and she doesn’t know how to explain it.
Everyone outside the martial arts training ground laughed in unison.
It was really fun and exciting, so exciting that they probably wouldn’t forget it for a long time afterwards.
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