Chapter 368 In a Moment

Jinfu Restaurant, sixth floor guest room.

The top three floors of this restaurant are guest rooms, which are beautifully decorated and luxuriously furnished.

When Xiang Zhengye was in Doucheng, he stayed here most of the time. The waiters and the manager of the restaurant were very familiar with this Jindan Zhenren.

When they saw Xiang Zhengye coming in, everyone bowed and greeted him respectfully.

Xiang Zhengye just nodded slightly to the shopkeeper, while the others just watched and ignored.

Things went smoothly today, and Xiang Zhengye was in a very good mood. He returned to the guest room and used his spiritual sense to check the magic circle through the door.

The room was sealed inside and outside by the magic circle, so no matter who entered or left, there would be traces left. Seeing that the magic circle had not moved, it proved that the person called Wuji had not left.

The other party was smart enough not to take advantage of the opportunity to run around, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Xiang Zhengye used the bronze plate to unlock the magic circle restriction, pushed the door open and closed it casually, then sealed the room with the magic circle restriction again.

What they want to say is a secret. If others hear it, it will cause an uproar.

The man was sitting next to the tea table in the guest room, his posture upright but giving people a feeling of leisure.

Maybe it was because his golden eyes were pure and there was a kind of calmness emanating from his bones.

Xiang Zhengye was a little impressed by the other party's sophistication. He could remain calm and composed in such a situation. It sounds easy, but in fact, few people can do it.

As a mid-stage Jindan master, Xiang Zhengye had a very sharp sense of consciousness and he noticed that the other party had changed his sword.

This sword is obviously longer, and the lotus-shaped sword blade is very simple and ancient. The slender sword body hidden in the scabbard carries a sharp and powerful aura.

Fortunately, the opponent was able to completely suppress the sword, so even if he sat with the sword on his back, he did not look murderous.

Xiang Zhengye couldn't help but take a few more glances at the sword. He couldn't see the blade, but based on his vision and spiritual perception, he judged that the sword should be of the third tier, far superior to the man's previous sword.

This guy actually has a good third-level sword! He was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much.

It was normal for a sword cultivator to carry several swords. With this man's peerless swordsmanship, having a top-grade sword would also be in line with his status.

Xiang Zhengye did not become alert because of this. He never thought that the other party dared to attack him.

No matter how high the opponent's swordsmanship is, he is still a foundation-building cultivator. As long as he releases his inner energy, no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, you will be burned to ashes by his inner energy.

Not to mention that this is Doucheng, one of the main cities of Wanfeng City, and it is full of masters of Wanfeng Sect.

In the first layer, there is even a Yuanying Zhenjun sitting in charge. The city built in the belly of the mountain, its magic array and the mountain are combined into one, and its power is doubled.

Even if a Yuanying Zhenjun from outside dares to act presumptuously here, he will never return.

Xiang Zhengye felt that the other party was a smart person and would not do such a stupid thing.

He didn't care too much about the sword, and just said casually: "It's done, you can go on stage and fight the day after tomorrow."

Xiang Zhengye took out a booklet from his sleeve and placed it on the table. "This is the rules of Wanjietai. You can take a good look at it."

The matter has been settled, and Xiang Zhengye is not afraid that the other party will go back on their word.

Gao Xian put the book into his sleeve and asked, "Where is the elixir?"

Xiang Zhengye smiled slightly: "I keep my word."

As he said this, he generously placed a jade box on the table. It didn't matter if he gave the pill first, as the other party wouldn't be able to take the pill onto the stage to fight anyway.

In the battle of Wanjietai, you cannot bring any personal magic weapon.

Once the other party dies, the things will naturally fall into his hands. Now I just give it to the other party for safekeeping.

Gao Xian opened the jade box, and inside it were three pure gold pills.

The spiritual medicinal power of this kind of Nine Revolutions Spiritual Pill has been refined to the extreme, so the pills are relatively small and as hard as gold. Not a trace of the spiritual medicinal power will leak out, and no medicinal fragrance can be smelled.

As a second-rank alchemy master, Gao Xian knew as soon as he got it that this was indeed the Nine-Transformation Qianyuan Spirit Refining Pill.

Gao Xian was also somewhat happy. These three elixirs were worth thousands of top-grade spirit stones. He didn't know what kind of trouble he would get into if he went to Wanbao Tower to buy them.

This world actually has all kinds of unspoken rules.

What kind of cultivation level matches what kind of magic tools and property. If they don't match, there will be problems.

If a second-level foundation-building cultivator carries a third-level magic weapon, it will easily arouse the greed of a Jindan Zhenren, and thus cause unexpected events.

It's like if Wu Dalang married a beautiful wife, even without Ximen Qing, he would still be missed by many people.

A small outsider with a foundation building, with so much money, Wanbaolou will not act recklessly because of its status, but other cultivators will definitely be tempted.

Thousands of high-quality spirit stones were enough to make Jindan take action. This was not only the case in Wanfeng City, but also in Qingyun City.

Practitioners all over the world practice hard, but how many of them practice just to become powerful and reason with others?

With great power, one naturally has to obtain corresponding benefits. This is a rule that everyone tacitly accepts.

Just like when he achieved the first-grade golden elixir, Yun Zai Tian would look upon him with new eyes and give him various benefits. The essence is the same.

But the sect also needs to maintain order, and then to emphasize benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, and trustworthiness. This is also to unite people's hearts.

If we only talk about interests, people's hearts will definitely be corrupted.

Gao Xian had been in this world for more than 20 years and was already familiar with its rules. He knew very well how dangerous it was for a person to go to a foreign land, not to mention that he had a huge sum of money and wanted to buy a precious elixir.

It was very smooth for him that the matter was resolved in this way, and he was very satisfied with it.

Gao Xian closed the jade box and put away the Nine Revolutions Elixir.

He stood up formally and bowed to Xiang Zhengye: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Xiang Zhengye waved his hand and said, "Just do your work well."

As he was speaking, he saw a sharp green light flowing towards him.

Jindan's powerful spiritual sense allowed Xiang Zhengye to see clearly that the green light was a four-foot-long pure sword blade, that the person holding the sword and slashing was Gao Xian, and that he could see clearly the faint light wheel rotating behind Gao Xian.

The two sides were ten steps apart. In a moment, Gao Xian had already swung his sword in front of him.

One snap of the fingers is equal to sixty moments.

Xiang Zhengye had never used a moment to calculate time. For a Jindan Zhenren, a moment was too short.

Until this moment, Xiang Zhengye could only calculate time in moments, because the person opposite him was too fast.

This man concentrated all his sword intent on the four-foot green sword. When he drew his sword, there was no vibration of sword energy at all. Only a sharp sword whistle was left behind when the sword blade broke through the air.

The sword blade was still extremely stable despite being so fast, and even had a sense of lightness and agility.

Xiang Zhengye's pupils continued to expand and expand. The golden elixir between his eyebrows had already been madly circulating magic power under the stimulation of his spiritual consciousness.

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The Yuan Yang Qi that had been cultivated for more than three hundred years completely erupted at this moment, transforming into a blazing flame that fiercely shot outward.

He also had a Calming Mirror, a Mysterious Light Nine-Direction Shield, and a Fiery Sun Robe, all of which were extremely powerful spiritual weapons for self-defense.

In the battle where time was measured in moments, Xiang Zhengye had no time to activate these spiritual weapons. Only his innate magical power, Yuanyang Gangqi, could immediately respond to his consciousness.

While Xiang Zhengye was frantically urging his Yuan Yang Qi, he felt a sense of despair in his heart.

There is no doubt that the opponent must be a Jindan Zhenren, and the sword in his hand is also a top-grade third-grade sword.

What’s even more terrifying is that this man’s swordsmanship is unparalleled and his escape method is also extremely swift.

This man was extremely scheming and vicious. He suddenly drew his sword and attacked without any warning, not giving him any time to prepare.

He hastily burst out with all his strength, but he was afraid that he would not be able to block the opponent's sword at all.

Sure enough, the flaming Yuan Yang Qi cracked open under the four-foot green sword.

Without waiting for Xiang Zhengye to react, the four-foot-long green sword naturally turned from a slash into a stab, and the blade pierced through Xiang Zhengye's eyebrows and the back of his head.

The unparalleled sharp sword intent instantly cut Xiang Zhengye's golden elixir into pieces, cut off his soul and consciousness, and destroyed all his life force.

The Yuan Yang Qi that exploded like a blazing flame was also completely destroyed by this sword.

Xiang Zhengye stood there blankly, with only a hint of frozen sharp green light remaining in his empty and dead eyes.

Action or stillness happens in a moment, life or death within ten steps.

The low sword whistling sound also came to an abrupt end.

Gao Xian gracefully sheathed his sword, quickly took off the storage bag from Xiang Zhengye, and put Xiang Zhengye into the storage talisman.

At the same time, he activated the sword intent and forcibly cut through the soul mark on the storage bag.

All the items in the storage bag were poured into another storage bag. The storage bag left by Xiang Zhengye was shredded by him with his sword, and then put away in the storage bag.

Xiang Zhengye is the true disciple of Wanfeng Sect. Once he dies, the soul lamp will be extinguished. There must be a mark on this person's storage bag, which must be completely destroyed.

Gao Xian moved extremely quickly. From collecting the corpse to dealing with the storage bag, it took him only twenty breaths.

He then used the cleaning technique to get rid of the remaining bloody smell in the room and disperse the scattered Yuan Yang Qi.

Before Xiang Zhengye's magic power could really explode, he was slashed by his sword. The traces of magic power left behind were very weak, and it was not difficult to dispel them.

After making sure that no traces were left, Gao Xian locked onto the Qingyun Sect's Tai Yuan Shenxiang clone, and the next moment he returned to the secret room in Xuandu Courtyard.

Not long after Gao Xian left, a cultivator appeared from nowhere and forced his way into the room.

The huge noise of the magic circle being broken also scared the people in Jinfu Restaurant.

The shopkeeper ran up in a hurry and saw a guest room door wide open, with a woman in moon-white Taoist clothes standing at the door.

The woman had a delicate and pretty face, and her bright eyes were clear and innocent, just like a seventeen-year-old girl.

The shopkeeper was horrified at the mere sight of him. He had seen this person from afar: Yue Shenxiu, the Golden Elixir Master of Wanfeng Sect, and the direct disciple of Yue Wanfeng, the Taoist Master Huashen.

Such a person has a high status in Wanfeng Sect. He hurriedly bowed deeply and didn't dare to look at the other person.

Yue Shenxiu turned around and glanced at the shopkeeper. She said softly, "You are the shopkeeper, right? No need to be polite. Does Master Xiang Zhengye live here?"

"That's right." The shopkeeper replied hastily.

Yue Shenxiu walked around the room, her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and a hint of doubt appeared in her bright eyes.

"There is still a trace of magical power left here... It should be left by Xiang Zhengye. But this magical power is too weak. Was Xiang Zhengye killed instantly?"

Yue Shenxiu looked at the intact room and was puzzled. Could it be that the one who did it was Yuanying Zhenjun? !

Xiang Zhengye did not have a high status in the sect, but a Jindan true disciple was killed in Doucheng. This was simply a provocation and a spit in the face of Huashen Daojun. It could not be tolerated.

For thousands of years, this kind of thing has never happened in the sect! Wanfeng Sect quickly sent two Yuanying Zhenjun to investigate the matter. The whole sect was filled with righteous indignation, and many people vowed to catch the murderer and offer a blood sacrifice to Zhengye's spirit in heaven.

Xiang Zhengye's death soon caused a sensation in Wanfeng City. When Jin Dayuan, the shopkeeper of Wanbao Tower, heard the news, he almost cried. Eight thousand high-grade spirit stones plus three Qianyuan transformation and spirit-refining pills were all wasted!

How should he explain this bad debt to his superiors...

(End of this chapter)