Chapter 974 Withered
Chapter 974 Withered
The Great Thousand World where the Shushan School was located.
A thousand li away from Drunken Moon Pond.
A silver light flashed, and Fang Xi, bearing the appearance of 'Sword of Shu', appeared gracefully.
«I'm back. . . »
«No, that's not right. This place is truly where I was born, and only in this world does my true qi and magical power feel perfectly harmonious. . . »
Fang Xi had previously struck a single sword blow to rescue Shui Lingxin and the others from their predicament, but he had no intention of revealing himself to meet them.
At present, he was undertaking the monumental task of refining the Earthly Immortal World.
No matter how close his relationship with Shui Lingxin and the others was, they were still cultivators from the Earthly Immortal World.
With a sigh of emotion at this moment, he touched the back of his head.
A white spherical pearl emerged, and then transformed into a young boy, who laughed aloud: «With the essence of the Dragon Turtle refined within, I envy not youth, but only Immortals! »
He waved a single hand, and some inexplicable starlight appeared again, dispersing back into heaven and earth.
At this moment, Fang Xi performed a quick divination with his fingers, and finally felt that the unease from the red light that had previously enveloped him, signaling an impending great disaster, had largely vanished.
‘I took away immortal flying swords like the Taiyi Formless Sword and the Fire Cloud Sword. . . which was, in fact, equivalent to taking a portion of this world's origin. ’
‘In the past, even if these flying swords were seized by the demonic path, or even refined into scrap metal, they would ultimately only circulate within the heaven and earth. But by taking them outside this world, some karma would inevitably be incurred. . . ’
‘If it were not repaid, one's destiny would decline, and murderous calamities would pile up, all of which would be normal. ’
Of course, Fang Xi didn't care about such trifles, but if he were to be entangled by trouble because of this, unable to act freely, that would be truly terrible.
Therefore, this time, he still brought some of the world's origin over, considering it a case of 'borrowing and repaying', to appease the Heavenly Dao of this world.
Once this move was made, and he performed another divination, although there was still some karma with the Shushan School, he no longer owed anything to heaven and earth.
As Fang Xi controlled his Second Primordial Spirit, he immediately felt layers of magical power empowering him.
«Whoosh! »
He exhaled a long breath, and five-colored halos burst forth around his body.
His Earthly Palace Primordial True magical power surged forth, transforming into a long golden rainbow, within which five-colored talismans constantly shifted, and surprisingly, in an instant, another layer of magical power impurities was shed!
‘The Second Primordial Spirit was of immortal grade, and originally not something that could be refined at the Sword Immortal realm. ’
‘But since it had been refined, it offered immense benefits; using the magical power of this Primordial Spirit grade to empower himself, it could accelerate the purification of his 'Primal Chaos Five Elements magical power'! ’
‘As long as I possess this Second Primordial Spirit, it won't take long before I can refine my Primordial Spirit and achieve Loose Immortal status! ’
Fang Xi circulated the «Primal Chaos Heavenly Tome», and the joints in his body cracked like popping beans.
The golden Earthly Palace Primordial True magical power was gradually and completely dyed by the five colors, and suddenly, another layer of profound transformation emerged.
The Five Elements true qi circulated, and from within the golden metal-attribute magical power, a spherical ring was born.
Next, from within the fire-attribute magical power, countless seal characters converged, like a Vermilion Bird Fiery Spear.
Followed by the Thick Earth Shield, Vine Armor, Profound Water Banner. . .
Within his Five Elements magical power, the illusory image of a Dharma treasure surprisingly emerged from each!
«The Dharma treasure has birthed a spirit! »
«This was a qualitative change in Five Elements magical power cultivation, breaking through a major bottleneck. He hadn't expected to achieve it at this moment. »
Fang Xi reached out and beckoned, and the golden ring landed in his palm.
«This Illusory Golden Ring can transform into ten thousand flying rings. Once unleashed, it is unfailingly effective, whether for striking the enemy's head or capturing magical treasures and artifacts. »
«Furthermore, as my magical power grows increasingly profound in the future, its might will only increase further! »
«Even if it is damaged, it can still be re-condensed within my magical power. It can be said to be one of the profound mysteries of Five Elements magical power. »
Now, as Fang Xi activated it with his completely new Five Elements magical power, all of his divine abilities and spells showed significant improvement.
Especially the Five Elements Divine Lightning!
Among the various divine lightning bolts, all of which possessed a masculine and potent nature, a layer of water-like transparent radiance suddenly appeared.
This was a powerful divine ability that his main body had comprehended by studying the restrictions of the Taiyi Formless Sword, and it was named 'Formless Divine Lightning'!
Once a lightning bolt was unleashed, it was silent, traceless, and invisible. . . It was truly a supreme spell and divine ability for ambushing others!
If it were used in conjunction with the magnificent Five Elements Divine Lightning, then even a Loose Immortal might inadvertently fall victim to it!
«Now, where can I find another generous fool like the Shushan School to gift me flying swords? »
«Never mind, I should first find a place to settle down. »
Fang Xi retracted his Second Primordial Spirit, causing it to transform into a pure white pill, which pulsated within his Yuzhen acupoint.
Empowered by the Primordial Spirit's magical power, his sword-flight escape light reached an incredible speed, leaving only a residual afterimage in the void, as he pursued a faint, ethereal insight within his heart, departing with the aid of a thread of karma. . .
...
Withered Mountain.
This mountain was located on the southwestern frontier of Shu territory, having almost departed from the confines of Shu.
It was shrouded year-round in a layer of virulent miasma, most of its slopes barren, with little to no produce. It was a notoriously poor and desolate land.
At the mountain's waist, lay a Daoist temple.
Within the temple, what was worshipped was not the orthodox deities like the Three Pure Ones or Four Imperial Sovereigns, but an inexplicable entity with a human body and a crow's head.
Above the plaque, were inscribed the three large characters: 'Old Crow Monastery'.
It was precisely the unorthodox path from which the Cloud Rain Daoist originated!
Among the unorthodox sects, there were also extremely powerful true inheritances, capable of allowing one to refine a Primordial Spirit, thereby gaining longevity, and even possessing formidable magical power and exquisite spells. Even the orthodox Xuanmen sects had to avoid their sharp edge, but ultimately, it was difficult for them to ascend.
But clearly, Old Crow Monastery did not belong to this branch.
Among the unorthodox paths, even when it came to sheer scale and influence, the most prominent were those like Meishan, Zhushan, Luo Sect, Pai Sect. . . These sects proclaimed 'teaching without discrimination', their disciples a motley mix of dragons and fish. The key was their immense numbers; any one of them could boast over ten thousand disciples, completely outstripping the orthodox Xuanmen sects.
Only the Buddhist Sect, which widely opened its doors for convenience, could barely compare.
Fang Xi had read Old Crow Monastery's Daoist scriptures; the highest realm attainable was merely that of a Sword Immortal, and it was impossible to cultivate a Primordial Spirit.
At this moment, within Old Crow Monastery.
A middle-aged Daoist priest, clad in a black Daoist robe, was triumphantly embracing a woman.
This woman, with her beautiful face and skin as clear as jade, was none other than 'Jade Maiden' Cui Feifei!
However, at this moment, Cui Feifei's face was numb, as she gazed at the bound figure before her.
Though this person's hair was disheveled and their body covered in bloodstains, it could faintly be discerned that it was actually 'Golden-Eyed Hound' Zhuo Yifan!
Crack!
Before Zhuo Yifan, a young boy was dipping a whip in saltwater and fiercely lashing Zhuo Yifan's body.
«Haha, good disciple, put more effort into it. . . »
The middle-aged Daoist seemed to take pleasure in this, and laughed: «Perform well, and your master will teach you a spell tomorrow. »
«Thank you, Master. »
This young boy, with a face like a peach blossom, was surprisingly 'Peach Blossom Divine Sword' Nangong Bue!
«My dear, are you feeling pity? »
The middle-aged Daoist smiled as he watched this scene, then looked at Cui Feifei and chuckled: «My previous woman was promiscuous and has already been refined by me. My dear, you are virtuous and gentle, so you clearly wouldn't be like that, would you? »
Cui Feifei lowered her head numbly, her heart filled with bitterness.
Ever since the martial arts gathering back then, she had failed to find immortality, but had instead become even more obsessed, desiring to cultivate immortality and enter the Dao.
Zhuo Yifan and Nangong Bue were both her friends, and secretly admired her. Naturally, they had no objections. The three immediately set out together, visiting famous mountains and scenic spots, hoping to seek an immortal fate.
However, they hadn't expected that during one of their travels, they would encounter the master of Old Crow Monastery, and surprisingly, all of them would be captured by him!
Nangong Bue was a bit more cunning as a person, and directly betrayed the other two, becoming Old Crow Monastery's master's disciple.
Cui Feifei, on the other hand, was taken a fancy to by Old Crow Monastery's master, who wanted to break her spirit. Thus, he deliberately spared Zhuo Yifan's life, to be used for amusement and sport.
Sorrow welled up within her, and two lines of tears involuntarily streamed down.
Old Crow Monastery's master watched this scene, but felt immense delight in his heart, and burst into laughter.
His talent was not high; he had been taken in by the old master back then purely because they were birds of a feather.
An ancestor of Old Crow Monastery, whose identity was unknown, had obtained a jade casket. It bore an immortal's restriction. One after another, they went mad, burning it daily with true fire, hoping to break the restriction and retrieve the cultivation techniques, pills, and Dharma treasures within. . .
Alas, the jade casket remained completely unmoved, staying that way for dozens, even hundreds of years, outlasting several generations of monastery masters.
Old Crow Monastery's master had thus long given up hope, and even when it was stolen by a renegade disciple, he wasn't particularly saddened or disappointed.
At this moment, as he looked at Cui Feifei, he became increasingly lust-struck, and couldn't help but lecherously laugh: «Little beauty, let's consummate our marriage tonight. . . »
«Cough, cough! »
Fang Xi coughed once, truly unable to watch any longer, and dispelled his invisibility spell.
«Hmm? Who are you, to dare trespass upon my Old Crow Monastery? »
Old Crow Monastery's master was greatly startled, seeing that Fang Xi was a cultivator with magical power. He immediately reached out and clawed.
Streaks of inky black feathers fell from the sky, carrying a power that bewitched souls. It was surprisingly a form of Nightmare Restraint art.
Unfortunately, even if Fang Xi stood still and allowed the other party to cast their spell, his thoughts did not slow down in the slightest.
When Old Crow Monastery's master saw this scene, he couldn't help but show great alarm, and without hesitation, he rolled on the ground, transforming into a rare species of Fiery Crow!
With an iron beak, steel claws, and red-eyed, sword-like feathers, this particular one was meticulously refined by Old Crow Monastery's master. On its forehead was also a crimson feather, burning like a flame.
Fang Xi had also seen this type of Crow Transformation art before. At this moment, he merely smiled and flicked his finger slightly.
Swish!
A streak of sword light flashed by, and instantly cut down the crow. Several blood-stained feathers floated down in the void.
«Young Hero Fang? ! »
Seeing this scene, Cui Feifei's previously numb eyes immediately gained a few sparks of life: «You've come to rescue us? »
«It's merely a fortunate coincidence. I wanted to eliminate a menace, and unexpectedly encountered you all. »
Fang Xi replied with a smile, and with a wave, cast a Body Immobilization spell. Nangong Bue's figure froze, like a sculpture, maintaining the posture of preparing to use light-body martial arts to flee.
«Hmph, selling out a friend for glory! I, Cui Feifei, must have truly been blind to associate with you! »
Cui Feifei saw Nangong Bue, and spat, then slammed a palm onto his back.
Nangong Bue immediately bled from all seven orifices and died. Even after his death, he still maintained his sculpture-like posture.
«You first take care of Zhuo Yifan here. . . »
Fang Xi said to Cui Feifei, knowing that with Old Crow Monastery's master dead, the Old Crow Monastery would surely descend into chaos.
He transformed into a streak of escape light, rose to a high point, and gazed at the desolate Withered Mountain.
In truth, this mountain secretly harbored spiritual energy, and even the pervasive miasma could be used by unorthodox practitioners to cultivate their 'gangsha'.
Otherwise, to Fang Xi, it would appear somewhat decayed.
At this moment, a thought stirred in his mind, and a streak of azure magical power descended, enveloping the entire mountain in an instant!
Each of the Daoist youths and disciples within Old Crow Monastery. . . were immediately ensnared by vibrant green vines, making it impossible for them to abscond with treasures and flee!
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