There was a feeling of complete emptiness in his dantian, but it was different from the last time he chopped down the grove.
Yun Xian strictly controlled the comparison conditions and found that, as expected, the ninth level of the Golden Core and the sixth level of the Golden Core were different, with a huge difference. Last time, she was almost drained of energy and didn't even have the strength to walk, but now she could still stand well. It can be seen that she has become stronger.
But, I can only stand.
A faint smell wafted from the wind. Yun Xian squatted down and counted them. There were a total of fifteen ghost jackals in this group. Each one was around the third level of the Golden Core. Now they were being cleaned up by the Taiping Sword like chopping vegetables and melons. They didn't even have time to howl, and they couldn't even react.
Taiping Jian was angry and tired, with no strength left in his body. He rolled his eyes to the sky and was determined not to listen to what Yun Xian said. However, Yun Xian actually squatted down and began to struggle to pull out the demon pill of the ghost jackal.
Each pill was worth one thousand points. She pondered for a moment and did not take more, but only took five.
Then, he actually planned to get up and go straight to find Xue Lingxiu who was waiting in front.
Taiping knew she was deliberately leaving him out, but he couldn't help but say angrily, "Now you're happy!"
It had been suppressed for a long time, and only recently had it developed spirituality. By human standards, it was still at the willful age of seven or eight, a level even dogs would despise. It usually tormented the veteran sword spirits in the Sword Realm, and now, having suddenly run into Yun Xian, it was humiliated and furious, cursing shrilly, "Asshole! I'm going to kill you sooner or later!"
"Kill me?" Yun Xian put the demon pill into his pocket, put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "If I die, how can you live alone?"
She has no spiritual power now and cannot fly the sword, so she can only walk forward and wait for Xue Lingxiu to have a change of heart and come back to pick her up.
"Don't say such disgusting things!" Taipingjian spat, "If I had known earlier, I would have followed that idiot instead of you."
After it said this, Yun Xian remembered Zhong Changyao who was far away in the sky.
Jimo Shu's slap must have been powerful enough to send him flying so far. Is he okay now? Is he dead? If he's not dead, he should keep trying.
"Be content and live in peace." Yun Xian was calm and composed, understanding the power of swordsmanship. "Look, you can still speak after following me. If you followed Zhong Changyao, you might even have to change your name. Or do you actually prefer names like Evil King Holy Sword?"
Taiping: "..." Who likes it! It's so tacky.
The wind whistled, and Taiping Sword's eyes began to spin in Yun Xian's palm again. It seemed truly depressed, and finally asked, "Why aren't you afraid of me?"
No matter how brave a person is, he would be frightened when he sees himself in this state, and at least he should find a way to remove it immediately.
But Yun Xian seemed to have never thought about this matter at the beginning - although it had known it for a long time, it was all in vain anyway.
"Fear has its time." Yun Xian said, "You should only be afraid of things that cannot be solved."
Taiping: "Aren't you afraid that I will harm your body?"
Yun Xian: "Isn't it enough if you're not dead?"
She deserved it, as if life or death, a matter of life that the Sixth Elder spent a whole incense stick talking about, was just a blade of grass. Taiping Sword paused and was speechless.
Just when Yun Xian thought it had gone back inside to rest, she heard the sinister voice of Taiping Sword. His tone was extremely serious, and his pride was evident: "Don't think you can use this to order me around. You should know who the previous master of Taiping Sword was. I will only be commanded by the strongest sword cultivator. You are not worthy!"
As a swordsman, Yun Xian naturally knew who it was.
The first sword master of Taiping Sword, whose name, appearance and origin are unknown, is only known to be a mysterious woman who founded an entire school of swordsmanship single-handedly. From then on, no matter how exquisite the sword manual was, her shadow would be faintly seen in the moves.
The second Sword Master was the founder of Jian Ge. Back then, his stunning sword skills overwhelmed all the sword practitioners in the world. Everyone was convinced and earned the nickname "No. 1 Sword". He was Yun Xian's ancestor of an unknown generation, and no one knew how many years had passed since he was reincarnated.
There were only two of them, and then they were suppressed until now. But no matter which one they were, they were all geniuses among geniuses, the best among the best. At least at Yun Xian's age, they had already become famous all over the world.
In comparison, Yun Xian can even be considered dull in talent.
There was a faint sound of wind not far away. Xue Lingxiu must have rushed back to see if she was dead. Yun Xian lowered his eyes.
"I've only heard of swords matching people, but never of people matching swords." She smiled lightly, her arrogance no less than Taiping's. "Besides, how can you be so sure that I won't be the strongest swordsman?"
"How ridiculous!"
"It's funny that you're laughing. How come your mouth hasn't grown yet? Don't you want it to?"
"What do you mean?"
There was a gust of dust, and Xue Lingxiu landed in front of Yun Xian, exhausted. The two looked at each other awkwardly, and Yun Xian grinned at him brightly.
"..." Xue Lingxiu said speechlessly: "Where is your spiritual power? It was full of spiritual power just now?"
Yun Xian took out the five Jindan-stage demon pills from his pocket, counted them, and said in a familiar tone, as if dividing the spoils, "Come on, come on, I'll take two and you take three."
The Western Realm was only a little over 6,000 points, and the Northern Realm was already targeting her. She hadn't been able to reunite with Qiao Lingshan and the others yet, so she couldn't be a sitting duck. The safest option was to make a fortune in silence. Now, with these five demon pills, the Eastern Realm had reached 5,000 points, and the Southern Realm had reached 4,000. It was neither too far nor too far behind, stuck there, very stable.
Xue Lingxiu was full of doubts and wanted to ask more questions, but Yun Xian urged him, "Hurry up, or it will be snatched away. Why don't you answer it?"
Xue Lingxiu's problem started again: "There's blood on it."
Feeling very annoyed, Yun Xian wiped the demon pill on the hem of his clothes twice, making it much cleaner, and then handed it over: "Here. Take it."
How could he suddenly become so friendly after such a short while? Xue Lingxiu destroyed the demon pill, added points, and asked again: "Where is your spiritual power? You killed five golden core demon beasts by yourself? Could it be that you——"
"Brother Xue, give me some high-quality spirit stones." Yun Xian saw that he had accepted the benefit and stretched out his claws towards him. His movements were so smooth and swift that it was unbelievable: "Hurry up."
Xue Lingxiu couldn't believe it: "Ah? You're asking me for it?"
And why does this tone sound so familiar?
"Of course I'll ask you." Yun Xian said as a matter of course: "If I don't ask you, who else can I ask?"
Xue Lingxiu finally remembered.
What an unfilial daughter she is!
An unfilial daughter raises an unfilial sword. A small team of only two people and one sword has created a rare cycle of unfilial piety.
There was no other way. Xue Lingxiu subconsciously touched his sleeve, but paused, suspicious: "The spirit stone I placed here is gone."
"Oh, really?" Yun Xian remained calm. "We were in the sandstorm just now, and the wind was so strong that it was normal for five or six high-grade spirit stones to be blown away."
Xue Lingxiu: "Miss Yun, can you at least cover it up? Did I mention it was a top-grade spirit stone just now?"
Yun Xian: "Give it to me! Give it to me!"
“………”
Finally gave it.
The two continued forward and once again found the Jiange emblem carved by Qiao Lingshan on the tree trunk. This emblem was different from the last one and was obviously much more sloppy.
Perhaps there was some emergency that forced Qiao Lingshan to speed up.
Yun Xian walked along, skillfully absorbing the spirit stones in his palm, and told Xue Lingxiu a story about how he went in and out seven times and killed five ghost jackals. Xue Lingxiu didn't seem to believe it, but at least he didn't ask any further questions.
After all, they were not from the same realm, so it was normal for them to have hidden cards. Just like he had many plans that he did not intend to tell Yun Xian.
Finally, their efforts paid off, and in the center of the vast plain, they finally found the traces of Qiao Lingshan and her companions. Their appearance was not much different from Yun Xian's, covered in wounds and dirt. The only thing they were thankful for was that no one was killed.
Feng Ye followed Qiao Lingshan, holding his zither. When he saw Yun Xian, he ran over like a fledgling returning to its nest: "Finally found you!"
At first, he was a little resentful of Yun Xian for letting Qiao Lingshan get lost, but after walking alone for half a day, he had deeply realized how noble Yun Xian's sentiment was to take him, a burden, with him.
Qiao Lingshan was slightly injured, probably because she accidentally encountered some monsters. When she saw Yun Xian and Xue Lingxiu, she asked, "Isn't Zhong Changyao with you?"
It was only now that Xue Lingxiu remembered that there was such a person.
It must be said that although Yun Xian was noisy, his ability to divert people's attention was first-rate. He pondered for a moment and said, "We've been separated temporarily."
An expert knows the ins and outs. Jimo Shu was seriously injured at the time and had not yet recovered. That palm strike did not exert her full strength and did not hit the vital parts. It was easy to injure her but difficult to kill her completely.
...Plus, Zhong Changyao has so many unknown cards up his sleeve, and his vitality is extremely tenacious.
Qiao Lingshan didn't really care at first, she just asked politely, and soon put Zhong Changyao out of her mind and exchanged information with Yun Xian and Xue Lingxiu.
Five of the masters hired by Xue Lingxiu were missing, and most of them had minor injuries, but the most serious damage was probably the poor carriage - it was torn into pieces and disintegrated, with only two wheels left.
"On the way, we encountered a wandering cultivator being pursued by the Sword Sect. His name seemed to be something like... Passerby A?" Qiao Lingshan said, "He said that it's now the third day, and on the seventh day, new areas will open within the secret realm: four in the east, west, south, and north. Each area contains a jade seal. If we can gather three-quarters of them, we can unlock the ancient battlefield in the center."
"You met him too? Why are you still being chased by the Sword Sect? What bad luck." Yun Xian heard the words "ancient battlefield" and asked in confusion, "What happens after it opens?"
"No major war has ever been successfully launched." Qiao Lingshan seemed unsure whether this news was true or not, and hesitated, "If the ancient battlefield were to be launched, the warriors would guard a weapon called 'Kuaishou'... Whoever obtains this weapon would be the leader of the four regions."
They even created a special battlefield. Yun Xian said, "It's obvious that it will be another fierce fight."
Xue Lingxiu disagreed: "Since it has never been successfully opened, how could he know? It's hard to tell whether this news is true or not."
"If you want, you can still tell." Yun Xian said: "We'll know if Dao Zong goes to look for the jade seal. With this news, will Liu Chang be reluctant to pass it on to Liu Shi?"
After all, he was a senior, and he might be staring at everyone right now. She called him by his name, which scared Feng Ye a lot: "...You still say that! Are you going to die?"
Xue Lingxiu clapped his folding fan, deeply convinced that it made sense: "You are right."
"But..." Yun Xian stroked his chin and thought, "We met here. The Sword Sect has cleared the area again. I'm afraid they are planning to attack the Buddha Township here?"
Qiao Lingshan was stunned: "Come to think of it... We just sensed something suspicious like Buddha's aura nearby."
Xue Lingxiu: "What do you mean by suspected?"
"Well, it looks like Buddha's aura, shimmering with golden light," Qiao Lingshan said flatly, "but when you get closer, the murderous aura is so strong that it doesn't seem like it anymore. How could a monk have such a strong murderous intent?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of fierce swords clashing came from the distant sky.
It seemed the fight was quite intense. The Dharma was vast, golden light was everywhere, and the winds and shadows of swords and sabers were roaring across the sky. Even from such a distance, one could still hear Liu Shi's furious and domineering voice: "War God Sword Technique - Second Style!"
Yun Xian: “…………”
Xue Lingxiu: “…………”
"Brother Xue." Yun Xian turned to him and said, "You also think it's stupid to call out the names of moves before starting a fight, right?"
Xue Lingxiu commented: "He has always been stupid and stable."
The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer to everyone, and finally, behind the yellow sand, the familiar brown shorts and killing knife were revealed. Liu Shi's body was full of blood and his spiritual power increased to the extreme. The terrifying aura of a half-step Nascent Soul was released without reservation at this moment, and he even had difficulty climbing up the blood-stained lines.
Although his brain wasn't particularly bright, his strength was definitely among the best in this secret realm. How could his opponent have pushed him to this point? Could it be...
Yun Xian finally looked at Liu Shi seriously.
The dazzling golden light of merit transformed into a lotus, enveloping the man's figure. Only his tall and lean outline could be seen. He thrust his long staff, dispersing the oncoming sword energy. Then he laughed and stepped out: "Come again!"
The laughter was wild and full of fighting spirit.
The Buddhist monk with untied hair, peach blossom eyes, a delicate nose and thin lips had an extremely gorgeous face. Even a three-point smile looked five points. He was wearing the same golden cassock as the Buddhist disciples around him, but he managed to give off a gaudy feeling of a peacock spreading its tail.
Needless to say, this is the only one in Foxiang, there is no second one.
"Qi Zhiye!" Liu Shi wiped the blood from his lips and snorted coldly, "As expected, others say you are a disgrace to the Buddhist world. Did Master Mingguang pass on the staff to you for this?"
Yun Xian thought from afar that Liu Shi had as much saliva as water in his brain. No matter before, after, or during a fight, whether he won, lost, or tied, he would always find time to talk nonsense. No matter how many losses he suffered, he still insisted on doing so. He was not good at talking but loved to talk. It was hard not to see that he simply liked to be scolded.
But sometimes she would wonder if his stupidity, always just right and unpredictable, could also be considered another level of wisdom.
"Staff?" Qi Zhiye asked, chuckling, "If it weren't for this staff, you would be a dead dog now!"
"Practice." The Buddhist disciple beside him frowned and warned softly: "Be careful with your words."
Liu Shi was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily: "Qi Zhiye, you!"
"If you're talking about shame, isn't it shameful for your Sword Sect to attack from behind?" Qi Zhiye acted as if he hadn't heard the warning at all. His fingertips brushed against the Dongji Staff, which shone with a gentle golden light, and he sneered, "Indeed, our sect has a clean and upright character, and everyone in it is full of despicable villains. Perhaps this isn't a shame, but an honor, right?"
The Sword Sect members were standing there when they were suddenly attacked in a group. They glared in anger, with sparks almost coming out of their eyes.
Yun Xian ate some sunflower seeds and said, "Good! I like scolding you!"
Feng Ye took a breath and said, "How dare you say that? Are you going to die?"
"No need to say more, let's fight." Qi Zhiye didn't give Liu Shi a chance to retort. He casually raised his staff and pointed it directly at Liu Shi's face, saying disdainfully, "If you continue, I'll be giving you too much face."
A sharp wind flashed and attacked Liu Shi. Liu Shi dodged in a hurry and had a strand of his long hair cut off.
The young man's arrogance is fully revealed, and his pride points to the sky.
I am the one who is strong and respected, so what’s wrong with being the best?
Liu Shi's momentum was suppressed, his face was as cold as ice, and so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.
At this moment of confrontation, Yun Xian and his group saw from afar that Qi Zhiye's gaze was moving towards them, but he just glanced at it lightly and then looked back indifferently.
I think he already knew there was another group of people here, but he simply didn't take them seriously.
Such an arrogant opponent, the fighting spirit rose, and Xue Lingxiu's heroic spirit was also aroused. He touched his finger bones with his folding fan and was about to stand up: "It's really lively, I, Xue Lingxiu, naturally can't-"
He had barely said half of his words when his head suddenly sank and Yun Xian pressed him under a rock, nearly causing him to bite into a mouthful of dirt.
Liu Shi frowned and looked over here. It was just endless yellow sand and no one was around.
Xue Lingxiu broke free from her hand and frowned, "What are you doing?"
"Brother Xue," Yun Xian said with difficulty, pulling everyone to lie down under a rock in a very awkward position. "When fighting, you can't always look at the other person's strength."
Xue Lingxiu: "I..."
Yun Xian said solemnly: "You have to look at yourself too."
A medical practitioner and two sword practitioners, are they going to fight with their heads? In this situation, it's not even her turn in the melee, is she going to go up and help Liu Shi with scraping?
Xue Lingxiu was pressed behind a rock, his chest heaving. He took two deep breaths, but still didn't get out.
...Ever since he had this man accompany him, he has become much more patient with these ungentlemanly thefts.
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