Chapter 142: Entering My Sword Immortal Sect
Wen Mengchun put away the Yin-Yang Swords and the Cloud Flag, hugged the Red Fox, and took up the Yaksha Ghost and Menghua and rushed to the Xuanyuan Cave.
He walked very slowly. The Yaksha ghost was quite heavy, and he was dragging three people with him. He also had little magic power left, and was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
When you get outside Xuanyuan Cave, you'll see beautiful rocks and verdant pines and cypresses. A stream slowly flows over the rocks, clear and crisp as a stream.
From a distance, he saw a young man who looked like a book boy reciting a poem and hurriedly called out, "Haoran! Haoran!"
When the young man who looked like a servant saw his miserable appearance, he was immediately shocked and ran over to help them one by one into the Xuanyuan Cave.
"Wen Mengchun, Senior Brother Meng, how did you become like this?" Haoran hurriedly ran into the room, took out a bottle of Zhenyang Pills, and said, "These are the pills that Senior Uncle Huolong left behind when he came last time. Take them quickly."
Wen Mengchun gave one pill each to Menghua and Yakshagui, swallowed one pill himself, and then took another pill to feed Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi opened his mouth and swallowed it, then struggled to get up and found a stone platform to lie down and take a nap. His long tail curled up and he looked like a plush ball.
Meng Hua, Yaksha Gui, and Gong Mengbi were all regulating their breathing. Wen Mengchun took two deep breaths and said, "It's a long story. Let me rest for a while."
Haoran said, "Quickly regulate your breathing, I will protect you."
This breathing regulation lasts from noon to sunset, to moonrise.
Gong Mengbi changed direction, stood up, put his hands together and worshipped the moon, then lay down on the stone platform again, breathing in the moonlight.
The waning moon coincides with the formation of the eighth lunar phase of Gong Mengbi.
Although the moon was not full, its light was like a waterfall, shining brightly and illuminating the courtyard outside Xuanyuan Cave.
Haoran looked over and admired in his heart.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a green shirt also walked out of the cave and entered the courtyard. He first saw the moonlight all over the garden and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Moon-gazing Fairy Fox, how wonderful."
Looking at Meng Hua and Wen Mengchun's miserable breathing, his heart choked. He silently practiced his spirit and observed the heavenly secrets, and a sense of sadness arose in his heart: "Brother Huolong..."
Haoran had already come forward and called out, "Master, you're back from playing chess."
Mr. Yuan Ming sighed and said, "Because of this greed, I almost missed the main task."
Haoran said, "It's good that you're back. They suddenly arrived here this afternoon. Some were injured and some were weak. I was scared."
Mr. Yuan Ming then cast a spell and chanted an incantation, and the entire courtyard seemed to have rejuvenated, filled with positive energy and righteousness.
Haoran exclaimed in surprise: "Master, there are foxes and yaksha ghosts!"
Mr. Yuan Ming laughed and said, "One is a fox fairy, and the other is the disciple of your Uncle Huolong. They are a perfect match."
Mr. Yuan Ming did not have to wait long. Gong Mengbi was the first to recover. He opened his mouth and spit out a wisp of smoke, which circled around his body against the backdrop of the bright moon.
He transformed into a human form in the mist, wearing a fiery red cloak, a pair of black boots, fox patterns on his sleeves, and a relieved smile on his face.
Gong Mengbi bowed and said, "Mr. Yuanming, Gong Mengbi has long heard of your great name."
Mr. Yuan Ming nodded and said, "You are an enlightened fox fairy. I wonder who is your disciple?"
Gong Mengbi said, "I am a student of Tianhu Academy."
Mr. Yuan Ming nodded and said, "So it's the Celestial Fox Academy Immortal. No wonder his aura is so clear and pure."
Haoran asked, "Fox Fairy, why are you here injured?"
Gong Mengbi said, "It's hard for me to explain the intricacies of this matter. Let's wait until Brother Meng and Brother Wen wake up."
Gong Mengbi didn't know how close Mr. Yuanming was to Master Huolong, nor did he know what he could say and what he couldn't say. It would be better to wait for the real person to explain himself.
Menghua did not keep them waiting for long. Gong Mengbi recovered first because the Tongtian Method and the Baiyue Method supported each other. The moonlight was almost at his disposal, so his magic power naturally recovered faster.
But Menghua and the others were better off than Gong Mengbi, so they woke up almost at the same time. Then Yakshagui and Wen Mengchun also woke up.
When he saw Mr. Yuanming, Wen Mengchun said, "Uncle Master, Master has been robbed."
Mr. Yuan Ming patted his shoulder and said, "I understand."
Menghua recounted the whole story one by one, from Ye Tianshi asking True Man Huolong to explore the imperial tomb, to the burning of the letter talisman left by True Man Huolong, to their escape of thousands of miles and being hunted down by the disciples of Yin Yang Dharma King, to Gong Mengbi and Yaksha Ghost coming to rescue them.
If he didn't understand something, he would ask the Yaksha ghost to fill in the gaps.
Finally, he asked Gong Mengbi: "Brother Gong, what about the evil path?"
Gong Mengbi said, "I tricked him out of his protective treasure and killed him, but I'm afraid I only killed his body and didn't hurt his soul."
Meng Hua said, "That's right. His physical body was cut off, and he was afraid that his whereabouts would be revealed and discovered by Master Yuan Ming. Knowing that the plan would fail, he fled."
Gong Mengbi smiled bitterly: "That was truly the most powerful sword strike I have ever made in my life. With just one strike, my magical power and mind were completely exhausted. It was so frightening that my heart was beating like a drum. It can be said that I sacrificed my life for the sake of Taoism."
Meng Hua laughed heartily and said, "Brother Gong, now that you have this sword, you have entered the realm of sword immortals."
Gong Mengbi shook his head: "Sword Immortal, how can I be worthy of it?"
Meng Hua said, "Brother Gong rushed to our aid at dawn and dusk, escorting my fellow disciples all the way to Xuanyuan Cave. With such valor and sword energy, how can he not be considered a Sword Immortal?"
Gong Mengbi recalled the moment when his heart almost exploded when the flying sword was sent out, and the excitement of his magic power and spirit being drained out at that moment and transformed into a shocking sword. It was indeed something he longed for.
This is a life-or-death struggle, but it's not a way for a fox to survive. It's fun, but it's also very dangerous.
But this time, the fate between Menghua and Wen Mengchun and him was suddenly fulfilled, and it turned into a seventh-grade and an eighth-grade treasure certificate on the wishing tree.
Even Mr. Yuan Ming was very fond of it and gave him a ninth-grade treasure certificate.
Mr. Yuan Ming understood the whole story and said, "Brother Huolong, after this ordeal, I'm afraid he'll have to reincarnate and cultivate again."
Meng Hua and Wen Mengchun were struck by lightning and cried out in disbelief, "Why is this happening?"
Mr. Yuan Ming shook his head and said, "The incense from the small holy temple helped him escape, but your sect doesn't practice the way of the gods or cultivate the golden body. No matter how much you recuperate, you will only become a corpse-transmigrating immortal. I can't accept Senior Brother Huolong's aspirations."
"Asking him to take over another body would certainly make him unwilling. Finding a body that suits him would be even more difficult. I'm afraid the only way out is reincarnation and rebuilding."
“He called you here to entrust you to me.”
Wen Mengchun suddenly walked out of Xuanyuan Cave, "I want to see Master!"
But Menghua stopped him and said, "What are you going to say when you get there?"
"Brother..." Wen Mengchun burst into tears, "At least go see him."
Meng Hua took a deep breath and said, "Master has his own reasons. Why should we add to his sorrow? Right now, our most important thing is cultivation. When Master reincarnates, we will guide him into the Dao."
"He is our master in this life, and we will be his masters in the next life."
Mr. Yuan Ming laughed, "Don't worry. Your master's Taoism is pure and his magical powers are immense. Even if he were to reincarnate and cultivate again, if your cultivation is slow, you might not be able to match him."
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