On top of the Yan Tower, the cultivators looked on, and seeing the graceful demeanor of the genius, they were all overwhelmed with emotion and could not calm down.
"Young geniuses are nothing more than this."
Leng Yu Sanren sighed for the second time that he was getting old. The fighting skills of Mo Longyun and Jiang Xianqing were very harmonious, as if they had been practicing for a hundred years, but their spirit was like the scorching sun in the sky. That kind of youthful vigor was something he could not possess.
"That Jiang Xianqing is Mo Longyun's arch enemy."
Chang An had to admit that Jiang Xianqing was very strong and amazing. It would be difficult for any cultivator in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm to do better in this field.
"It's hard to beat a worthy opponent."
Shi Shujing also knew that Jiang Xianqing had met a formidable enemy. The genius of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect had a solid foundation and powerful magic. He was no ordinary person.
"clang"
On Pengshan Lake, the fierce fight continued. Mo Longyun held a sword, and the sword intent was endless, like waves rolling, one wave stronger than the other, and the killing made the water and sky hazy.
Jiang Xianqing held a big spear and moved around like a dancing dragon, shattering layer upon layer of sword intent waves and killing with great force.
"clang……"
The clash of weapons was crisp and light, and the sound waves spread across the sky, forming circles of ripples with a terrifying aura that made the surface of the lake calm and then broke it into pieces, over and over again.
"call……"
Jiang Xianqing paused, exhaled a long stream of turbid air from his mouth, and swallowed another breath of spiritual energy. As he expelled the old and took in the new, the acupoints all over his body glowed, his spirit was calmed and shining.
"Imperial Mountain"
He made a hand gesture, and in the hazy mist, golden light shone, and spiritual energy rolled in and condensed into a huge mountain, heavy and majestic, standing in the empty sky, emitting a deep and terrifying aura.
As the sacred mountain moved, the heaven and earth shook violently. The omnipresent spiritual energy condensed and then shattered, revealing an extremely powerful force of suppression.
“Buzz…”
Mo Longyun's eyes narrowed, and he did not use his great magical powers to challenge the sacred mountain. Instead, he moved his mind and an alchemy furnace flew out of his body.
The surging magic power poured into it, and the alchemy furnace revived to its fullest extent. Raging flames burned inside and outside, and it crashed forward like a comet.
"boom"
The alchemy furnace hit the sacred mountain, causing smoke and fire. The mountain became unstable and cracked, showing signs of collapsing at any time.
"I've suffered losses before, so I'm not prepared."
Jiang Xianqing looked calm, perhaps he had anticipated this and immediately had a way to deal with it.
"Water Lock Jade Belt"
He waved his hands, and traces and fluctuations of magic spread out. Streams of water flew up in Pengshan Lake, crystal clear, as light as smoke, and like fluttering jade belts, winding around the sacred mountain in layers.
“Boom…”
Mountains and rivers meet, great forces overlap, and the sacred mountain, which was covered with cracks and about to break, regained its terrifying power. The power of the two spells merged perfectly and suppressed the downwards.
The alchemy furnace fought back and pushed upwards, but could not be shaken. It could only spew out blazing flames and turned into nails, trying to nail it to the sky, but it was still pressed down and could not stay still.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
Many cultivators in Yan Tower could not help but applaud. Jiang Xianqing's control and handling of the opportunity was extremely powerful. When the magic was on the verge of breaking, he cast one more spell to turn the tide and overturn the situation.
"The application of the technique can be called mysterious."
Even Chang An admitted that Jiang Xianqing's move was powerful. The overlapping of mountains and rivers formed a powerful momentum that immediately overshadowed Mo Longyun.
"Will you win?"
Shi Shujing stared intently, paying close attention to the changes in the battle situation. As long as Mo Longyun responded inappropriately, this battle would be like Jiang Xianqing's wish of revenge.
"drink!"
Mo Longyun raised his head slightly, looking at the alchemy furnace that was unable to resist and was slowly falling, as well as the towering and heavy sacred mountains and water belts above it.
He did not retreat, but let out a long roar, and the energy in his chest surged up to the sky, mixed with all his magic power, and he slapped out with one hand, pressing on the alchemy furnace that was showing signs of decline.
In an instant, the combat power of the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, which belongs to the genius level, was fully revealed, and he struck against the odds.
"boom"
The jade belts were first broken into pieces, but the unparalleled magic power and the blazing alchemy furnace finally gave the cracked sacred mountain relief.
"kill!"
When the magic was broken, Jiang Xianqing was very calm. Amidst the confusion and turmoil, he charged forward forcefully with a black gun in his hand, looking extremely ferocious and blending a kind of artistic conception.
That is the arrogance and pride of "rebuilding glory and surpassing the peak". He had been defeated before, but he firmly believed that he could defeat his old enemy and reach the top.
"The great enemy! The old enemy!"
Mo Longyun felt a kind of pressure. Jiang Xianqing's attacks one after another gave him a feeling of being overwhelmed by the urgency and fierceness.
He practiced the Qingmu Huoyao Gong to boost his spirit, while the sword in his hand was quiet, yet had a dormant and calm charm.
"clang"
In an instant, he drew his sword and slashed. The sword light tore through the darkness. It was absolutely bright, shining like daylight.
Jiang Xianqing grabbed the sword and chopped it, feeling it was stable and difficult to shake, but he didn't even frown. He pulled and stabbed, and a faint light suddenly became bright and pierced towards Mo Longyun's forehead.
"clang"
Mo Longyun's expression remained unchanged. He turned the sword, and the blade was covered with a layer of white light. He hit the tip of the gun hard and refused to shake at all.
This requires great courage and self-confidence. If you run out of strength, you will be killed by the gun.
But he did it, and was still safe. He even moved his sword, and strands of sword light flew like streams, drowning Jiang Xianqing.
“Clatter…”
Jiang Xianqing did not dodge. He swept his spear, and the Pengshan Lake churned. A ten-foot-high wave, like the Great Wall or a mountain, appeared out of nowhere, annihilating all the sword lights, and continued to surge forward, trying to swallow Mo Longyun.
"cut!"
Mo Longyun raised his hand and dropped the sword. The sword light was like a winding cloud, floating out, extraordinary and otherworldly, dividing the waves, escaping through a crack, sharp and indescribable, going straight to the enemy's face.
"Bang, bang, bang"
There was a flash of calculation in Jiang Xianqing's eyes, deep and meticulous. He swung his spear and shattered the sword light into pieces, as fine as sand, which splashed out bit by bit and struck a large area of water.
On Pengshan Lake, water mist, water droplets, water waves, etc. are all revealed, making the scene look majestic.
"roar"
He waved the spear in his hand, his energy was surging, his magic power was released, and a black dragon appeared, flying in the clouds and mist, treating the entire Pengshan Lake as a temple.
This scene was so real. The black dragon, with both form and spirit, sank into the mist. When it reappeared, water droplets rolled down its scales. It flew up into the sky, creating layers of ripples on the surface of the lake.
It rushed out, its scales and claws flashing with cold light, its true form was majestic and majestic, full of endless power.
"It took twenty-three years to sharpen the sword. This revenge is really fierce."
At this moment, many cultivators were shocked. Jiang Xianqing's methods were amazing. It seemed that after being defeated once, he never lost heart. Instead, he practiced hard and finally waited for the battle of revenge.
"A figure of heavenly pride!"
Chang An judged.
Mo Longyun looked serious. He had faced Jiang Xianqing twice since his debut, and each time was more stressful than the last.
From Commanding the Mountain, Water Locking the Jade Belt, to the emergence of a dragon from Pengshan Lake, it can be seen that the other party's comprehension of the art of fighting is quite profound.
"Bang..."
He put all his effort into it, holding the alchemy furnace above his head, pouring all his magic power and spirit out like a river or sea, pushing the power of this artifact to its peak.
The alchemy furnace was surrounded by flames like a boiling volcano, but instead of suppressing it, the lid of the furnace was opened, allowing the black dragon to rush in and seal it.
"roar"
The alchemy furnace was shaking and the black dragon was tumbling. There was no sign of it being burned. One could feel it struggling fiercely inside and it might break out at any moment.
"kill"
Mo Longyun made a prompt decision, stepped on the alchemy furnace, uttered a killing sound, and flew out like a biting snowstorm.
His aura and the sword in his hand resonated with each other. When he slashed with the sword, there was a cold and clear atmosphere between heaven and earth. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
"puff……"
Jiang Xianqing's attack was powerful, but he did not expect Mo Longyun's response to be so decisive. He actually trapped the black dragon for a short time. The black dragon was almost killed by a sword when he was not careful.
He didn't die, but he was somewhat disappointed and said, "I lost."
This sword reduced his morale by two or three points. If the fight continued, the chance of winning would be too low and could not be recovered.
"If you can keep up this momentum, you will be my lifelong rival."
Mo Longyun took back the alchemy furnace, Jiang Xianqing's anger subsided, and the black dragon was refined by the furnace fire, turning into a ball of water mist and spiritual energy.
Jiang Xianqin said nothing, turned around and left. He believed that as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. He firmly believed that there would be a day to kill Mo Longyun. Now he was just unlucky and lacked an opportunity.
“This is the result.”
Jiang Xianqing was defeated.
Everyone felt a little regretful. After all, Jiang Xianqing's attack was too sophisticated and his momentum was so strong that he had a great chance of winning.
But in the end, Mo Longyun seized the opportunity and, instead of engaging in a head-on confrontation, launched a decisive attack that established the situation.
"Mo Longyun wins again, his spirit is unmatched."
It's a pity for the loser, because Jiang Xianqing is extremely capable, but this also proves how terrifying Mo Longyun is. Even when facing an extremely powerful opponent, he can still win.
Such a record can foster a great momentum, defeating one genius after another, achieving perfection in spirit and eventually reaching the pinnacle, which can be said to be a natural outcome.
"Whoosh"
Shi Shujing left Yanlou quietly and walked to Jiang Xianqing's side. The two walked side by side, mumbling something while talking.
"If you lose, you lose. Just win again..."
Although the details could not be heard clearly, this famous figure in the Chiling Immortal Sect never complained about Jiang Xianqing. Instead, he patiently guided him, acting like a senior brother.
"Chiling Xianzong, we must be on guard."
Chang'an was a young genius, holding a high position of power. He saw that Shi Shujing and Jiang Xianqing were getting along well, and knew the existence of Taoist Chongzun and Taoist Yancheng. He also knew that the fortune of the Chiling Immortal Sect was still strong.
With two Jindan Zhenren protecting him from above, a genius rising from below, and fellow disciples supporting each other, there is really no sign of decline.
"Indeed, but don't worry too much. We also have advantages."
Qin Lin nodded, but he didn't look worried. The Chiling Immortal Sect was not bad, but their Guangxiu Immortal Sect was also very prosperous.
With that person in charge, guiding the disciples, when they reach the great perfection of the foundation-building stage, with the help of alchemy, their chances of achieving the golden elixir will be much greater than any genius from any immortal sect.
"Two senior brothers, I hope I didn't embarrass you."
Mo Longyun went up to Yan Tower with a happy look on his face. The battle was hard fought, but at least he won.
"After Mo Tianjiao established his foundation, he has emerged from a cocoon and become a butterfly. He will surely bring glory to the borderland in the future."
Leng Yu San Ren praised.
He was not talking nonsense. Mo Longyun's situation was enviable. He was extremely talented and had the support of a Jindan Zhenren behind him. His future was limitless.
"Old senior, your words are too serious."
Mo Longyun did not dare to be proud. Chang An and Qin Lin who were present were very amazed. There was also Zhou Xian in the sect. He was truly at the peak of his career and his brilliance was dazzling.
The group of people had a very harmonious conversation, and after some discussion, they decided to return to Guangxiu Xianzong together.
…
"In the past twenty years, Taoist Chongzun has stopped making trouble, and the Jindan Zhenren of other immortal sects are also quiet. It is indeed a peaceful time."
Mr. Chen worked tirelessly on the medicinal field. The magical herbs under his feet were very tender and looked like they had just sprouted. He waved his hoe and turned them over gently with very gentle movements.
After he had shocked Taoist Chongzun with one move and all the Jindan Zhenren were safe, he suddenly felt at peace.
After all, as long as the Golden Core True Man doesn't come out, the foundation of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect is there, and no matter what changes happen in the border area, it will not disturb him.
He didn't feel bored. He usually meditated, refined his energy, tumbled the medicinal field, and planted various spiritual herbs, and he enjoyed himself very much.
However, the spiritual herbs in this courtyard are planted to kill time and cannot be used to make pills.
In other words, in the entire border area, there are only a handful of spiritual herbs that catch his eye.
If a third-rank alchemist wants to start refining pills properly, the spiritual herbs needed would be difficult to obtain even from an immortal sect.
“Buzz…”
As for the matter at the medicine field, just record what happens and that’s it.
Chen Sheng took out the iron sword and placed it under the daylight. It was still pitch black and emitting wisps of evil spirit, like an ice sculpture, emitting cold air.
He held the sword in his hand and slashed the stars down. The grand sword intent spread out, blocking out the light of the sky, but it did not seem dim. Dots of light continued to shine, like a river in the sky with stars floating on it.
Because it was daytime, he always felt that there was a lack of charm when practicing sword skills. After a few sword strikes, he put away the iron sword.
“Boom…”
From movement to stillness, Mr. Chen sat down to refine his Qi, and the health-preserving sutras circulated silently in his body, very gently, but the movement was still very loud.
Every move of Jindan Zhenren is in harmony with heaven and earth, and his aura stirs up spiritual energy from all directions, making it extremely difficult to conceal.
The place where he was sitting was surrounded by spiritual clouds. The acupoints all over his body were glowing faintly. He was breathing in and out. The magic power was surging in all his major meridians and gathered in his dantian. With a single rotation, the golden elixir swallowed it all up.
The benefits gained from meditation and refining Qi were very small. Chen Sheng did not get impatient and sat for two or three hours.
then……
He relaxed, his mind wandered into the void, and the entire picture of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect emerged in his mind.
He saw monks one by one, the young ones were full of vigor, the old ones were resolute, all of them were devoted to practicing the Great Dao.
He saw lines of formations wandering under the many mountain peaks, condensing into a large formation, one ring after another, operating quietly, guarding the ten directions.
He saw streams of luck, from many Dharma lineages, such as the Medicine House, the Law Enforcement Hall, the Black Abyss Prison, the Inner Gate and the Outer Gate. Some were big and some were small, but all were very bright.
(End of this chapter)