Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 492: So Cool (12)

The illusion in front of him was like a mirror, reflecting a terrified Wang Jiu.

As a lecturer of the Wanfa Sect, he worries every day whether he is not doing well enough and whether the disciples in the sect will fall into depravity due to his irresponsibility.

Nothing has happened for a long time. Could it be that the Demon Sect's undercover agent is planning some big move?
Fang Wai hasn't appeared recently. Is he also planning some game to corrupt the outer disciples?

He worries when something happens, and he worries when nothing happens. Wang Jiu is caught in the middle of these emotions, constantly tortured by these millstone-like emotions, which squeeze out painful wails from him and turn them into lingering nightmares.

Staring at his frightened self, Wang Jiu knew it was not enough.

If you want to advance to the Golden Elixir, you need to integrate all your Qi, blood, magic power, and soul into the Golden Elixir. There cannot be any flaws in it, it must be perfect.

Your magic power must be flawless, your state of mind must be clear and transparent, all your emotions must be under control, and there must not be any doubt about the path you are pursuing.

He has seen his own fear, but he knows that this is only superficial and there must be deeper reasons behind the fear.

Reaching out his hand, he pinched the face of his own illusion in front of him, then pulled back as if peeling a pomegranate, twisting the illusion's face fiercely.

The same degree of pain appeared on his face. The illusion before him was no longer a simple illusion, but a reflection of his own heart.

The damage he inflicted on the other party also reflected on himself, but he would not back down.

The illusion's face was torn apart directly, and a black object jumped out from under the illusion's skin, as if sticky kerosene stuck to Wang Jiu's body, making him feel a burning pain and hear the sound represented by the black substance.

"Wang Jiu, as an inspector of the Wanfa Sect, you should work hard."

"Wang Jiu, how can you go out to rest? Have you forgotten your responsibilities?"

"Wang Jiu, although you are a genius, you are just an ordinary person in the Wanfa Sect. For the sake of other disciples, you should sacrifice yourself."

The elders' voices rang in his ears, binding him like chains, transforming into layers of responsibility, wrapping the real Wang Jiu inside the Governor.

Ignoring this layer of pain, he continued to peel off his own illusions until the illusion in front of him was completely peeled off, revealing the words he wanted to shout out the most:

"Why!"

Why should I sacrifice myself for the other people in Wanfa Sect!

Why should I give up myself to make others successful?
I am also a monk, and I have my own ideas!

So, why!
Why!
As the roars rang out, Wang Jiu felt as if a fire was burning in his chest. The resentment and anger that had accumulated over the years finally erupted like a volcano, turning into a hot flame that burned away all his negative emotions.

"Why!"

Drawing the sword and swinging it out, Wang Jiu roared and activated his sword heart. At this moment, his Tianxin swordsmanship also underwent a transformation, allowing his swordsmanship to integrate sword heart and magic power, giving birth to graceful magical powers.

The sword light spiraled upwards, and the dazzling light attracted thousands of swords in the surroundings to ring together. The flawless golden light was like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating the surroundings.

Gong Yangyu, who was slacking off in Mocheng, had an idea in his mind, then turned his head to look towards Jiuzhou, and immediately caught sight of the golden sword light in the distance.

After feeling the opponent's sword intent, Gong Yangyu said, "Who is this sword cultivator? His sword skills are so fierce. Jiuzhou actually has another sword cultivator who has become an immortal master. This is really a blessing for our generation of sword cultivators."

After expressing his feelings, Gong Yangyu stood up, the sword at his waist humming, and he couldn't wait to go over and compete with the opponent.

Patting his sword, Gong Yangyu asked the other party to calm down, then drew out his magic sword and showed his sword heart to the distance.

For a moment, the two sword lights resonated with each other, and a tsunami-like buzzing sound resounded through the heavens and earth, allowing sword cultivators from all over the world to witness the birth of a new Jindan sword cultivator together.

A quarter of an hour later, the sword light of Jiuzhou finally weakened, and Gong Yangyu stopped with satisfaction. Looking at Jiuzhou, she decided to go back to Jiuzhou now to see the sword cultivator who had just been promoted.

Inside the Wanfa Sect, Wang Jiu was also looking at the golden elixir in front of him with a very complicated expression on his face.

Li Zimo and Sect Master Zhang, who were attracted by Wang Jiu's movement, looked at Wang Jiu's golden elixir with complicated expressions.

Daoxuan originally wanted to come over to congratulate, but when he saw Wang Jiu's golden elixir, his expression became very complicated.

It should have been a festive occasion, but a group of silent Jindan Yuanying created an eerie atmosphere.

After a while, Daoxuan was the first to speak: "Wang Jiu, your golden elixir...it's not right."

"I think so too." Wang Jiu said expressionlessly.

"Look, you are from the Wanfa Sect, and you are practicing the law. Practicing sword skills is basically just for fun. So... why is the golden elixir you achieved the golden elixir of a sword cultivator?"

"I want to know too!" Wang Jiu shouted angrily, "Why did I achieve the golden elixir of a sword cultivator? What's going on?"

"Forget it, a golden elixir is enough. Don't ask for too much. Then you can report to the Zhengyi Sect. They need a smart immortal master there."

When Wang Jiu heard Daoxuan’s arrangement, he felt like his teeth were about to break.

When Wang Jiu thought of those Zhengyi Taoist monks who were comparable to the disciples in "Good Disciples", he felt that he might not live beyond tomorrow.

Fortunately, Daoxuan was not so heartless and still allowed Wang Jiu to rest for a while and go again after his golden elixir stabilized.

After encouraging Wang Jiu, Daoxuan took the others away, leaving only Li Zimo to guide Wang Jiu and make him familiar with the changes of the golden elixir.

After respectfully seeing the others off, Wang Jiu looked at the golden elixir in his body and frowned.

The golden elixir achieved by different methods is not the same.

A complex talisman can be vaguely seen inside the golden elixir of a cultivator. After mastering each talisman, he can integrate another talisman into it.

At that time, there is no need to draw talismans to perform spells. You can perform them with just a thought, which is extremely mysterious.

As for the sword cultivator's golden elixir, there was always sword light flowing around it.

Every time you practice a sword technique, you can integrate the essence of it into it and then turn it into your own sword technique.

Because of the different effects, the directions of subsequent research and improvement will also be different.

Looking at the sword-cultivating golden elixir in his body, Wang Jiu racked his brains but couldn't figure out why he had achieved the sword-cultivating golden elixir.

"Why is this?"

"I'm afraid that your state of mind at that time was just related to sword cultivation. And didn't you obtain the sword heart before? That should be the reason." Li Zimo comforted.

"But...ah..."

Li Zimo smiled at his friend, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't be too sad, maybe you are really more suitable for sword cultivation. Tell me, what does it feel like to achieve the Golden Core?"

Wang Jiu felt his own situation, chuckled and said, "It feels so good."

(End of this chapter)