Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 207 Liujiazhuang

“The first level of the Blood Pot Divine Art! The Red Blood Flowing Cup! Hahahahaha——!!”

Just like last time, when he saw the signal of the fire in the palace, Yao Honglei started to run away and punched all the guards in the palace to death! Then he rushed around to attract attention and buy time for Tiedan to escape.

Unlike last time, this time there was no Taixu Tianmo to interfere, so the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Immortal Palace also picked on the weak ones, and the army rushed straight forward, surrounded Jiangdu, and set up a dragnet to capture people.

So Fairy Crimson Pearl charged into the battle array alone, and fought in the clouds with the Fairy Palace army. The battle was so fierce that the wind and clouds rolled up, thunder and lightning roared, sonic booms rumbled, and fists roared. Broken flesh and blood rained down on the earth, like a storm sweeping across Jiangdu.

Tiedan was panting as he escaped from the city underground. He ran into the woods for a while, then collapsed on the side of the road, gasping for breath and unable to move.

Although he was not beheaded this time, he had exhausted the 500 years of his golden elixir to seal the demon. His life fire was about to go out, and his luck was about to end. Not only did he look hunched and old, his Qi was leaking all over his body, and his power was greatly reduced. His clothes were dirty, his hair was withered, his armpits were sweating, his body was smelly, and he looked unhappy. It was obvious that the five signs of decay of the celestial being were approaching.

Fortunately, although Tiedan was weak, his sword bones were still able to stand up, and there was still endless purple spiritual energy in his sea of ​​​​qi, so he could barely hold on to his qi and run away.

It was unknown whether Yao Honglei could fight her way out of the Immortal Palace formation, but Tiedan knew that he was a burden and could not help her at this moment.

Besides, there are priorities, and I can't worry about Yao Honglei's side quests for now. I have to take this Taixu Tianmotu to the seat of some Shenxiao Patriarch within seven days to eliminate this disaster and survive this catastrophe. Everything else doesn't matter.

So this time, Tiedan also went all the way to Hengshan.

When we get to Hengshan, we can exchange the ginseng pills for life extension. Eighty-one years of life is enough to solve the problem of the five decays of the heavenly beings. And with his current state, Master's wife wouldn't want to practice dual cultivation with him, would she?

So he slept in the open air and was covered in filth and stink. When Tiedan arrived at the foot of Hengshan Mountain, he was unkempt and looked like an old beggar.

Then, just like last time, he encountered the 'Hengshan Destroyer'.

"Mmm, hum, mmm, hum, baji, baji..."

This time, Tiedan saw the strong wind from afar, so he climbed a tree to avoid it. He also saw from afar that the Yuanying pig demon was digging up the soil in the mountains and digging out various yam fruits and mushrooms to eat.

Well, no wonder Hengshan left this pig outside the mountain gate. In fact, it has a very docile personality. As long as you don't stare at it and hit it, it won't chase you actively.

Leaving a big demon to guard the mountain, not only did other demons and monsters dare not invade, but the pig also remembered the path of the spiritual medicine on the mountain, could automatically search for medicine, and dug out many spiritual roots hidden in the soil. At the same time, it ate and pooped, fertilizing the soil at the foot of the mountain, and sowed spiritual medicine seeds around Hengshan. It naturally became the planter and guardian of the medicine garden. Hengshan disciples only needed to follow the pig to find the herb collection point.

Well, if I kill this pig, Hengshan might get angry, so let’s talk about it next time.

So Tiedan continued to go into the mountains. Perhaps because there were no pigs to interfere, there was another deviation this time. Tiedan did not find any mourning hall or hot spring bath tub, but found a secluded village deep in the mountains and forests.

"Where are you from, old man? What are you doing here?"

In the terraced fields outside the village, the farmer who was planting rice saw Tiedan coming out of the woods and greeted him with a smile.

Tiedan saw that even a farmer had reached the Golden Core realm, and his eyebrows, eyes and facial features clearly showed the appearance of the two old friends, so he knew what fairy story he had triggered.

"The mountain man comes from the north."

Tiedan then bowed solemnly, took out his flute, and presented it to him with both hands.
"I am here to return the relics of your noble family."

The farmer was startled, looked at the flute, and sighed.

"Really? Chao Yan and Chang Qing... I understand. Please follow me, benefactor."

Yes, this place is Liujiazhuang in Hengshan.

The Liu family that lived here were the descendants of the immortal Jingtian in the human world. The Hengshan Liu family could be said to be a typical family-style immortal cultivation. They were farmers whose ancestors had been trampled under the feet of the immortal palace for generations, and who had to work hard for generations and had no chance of turning over a new leaf.

But if only one person succeeds, all the others will rise to heaven. There was a powerful ancestor, the Immortal Lord Jingtian, who could lead the whole family. Therefore, the entire Liu family, generation after generation, could rely on the skills, natural resources, and connections left by the ancestor, and embark on the path of cultivation.

Therefore, over the years, almost all of the Liu family could rely on the gifts from the Immortal Lord's legacy and have a chance to become an immortal. Immortal Lord Jingtian left behind not only cultivation resources and clan-guarding magic weapons, but also the Qi-refining techniques that are suitable for the family. In addition, the elders who had attained enlightenment in all generations taught the younger generations by words and deeds, so the starting point of the Liu family's children is indeed much higher than those mortals who are poor and have no idea what's going on. Almost every generation of the Liu family's children can successfully build a foundation, and there are many who can even form an inner elixir.

Even a family like the Liu family, whose ancestors had produced immortals, could see how difficult it was to practice Xuanmen. Building the foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and Spiritualization, each threshold was like leaping over the dragon gate, and could screen out at least 90% of the candidates.

Even with the inheritance and resources of the Immortal Lord, there are many people in the clan who have successfully established their foundation and even formed a pill, but the number of real people who can truly survive the thunder tribulation and form an infant has dropped sharply. And forming an infant is only the basic condition for joining the Xuanmen, and after that, every step is even more thrilling. Every five hundred years, there will be a thunderstorm, and every one thousand two hundred years, there will be a death. Not to mention the fight for the material of the law, there will be a killing tribulation everywhere. Naturally, there are very few who can successfully become a god.

And if someone in the clan really succeeds in becoming a god, that might not be a really good thing.

Because although the great monks who have reached the state of transformation are powerful and can suppress fate and bring endless benefits to the family, if the gods want to go a step further, the cost of continuing to practice is astronomical, which is a heavy burden on the sect and the family. Once you live too long, without ascending for a thousand or two thousand years, no matter how great your family fortune was, it will be emptied.

So honestly speaking, from the time when the first Immortal King passed down to the present day, due to the successive emergence of several great masters who had achieved the state of gods, as well as the fact that the Immortal King's enemies had visited them several times, and after many surrenders and reconstructions, the Liu family quickly exhausted their savings and was no longer very wealthy. Under the current circumstances, they could not really be called an Immortal clan, but could only be regarded as an Immortal village.

However, in recent generations, the Liu family has not had any ancestors in the Spirit Transformation Realm. The highest level is only a Nascent Soul Realm who is practicing in the Shangqing Palace on Hengshan Mountain. Therefore, there are some accumulations that can be provided for the cultivation of the younger generations in the family.

In this generation, apart from this farmer who served as the village chief and guided the younger generation, the only two people the clan could count on were Liu Chaoyan and Liu Changqing. But right now...they could only place their hopes on the next generation.

Of course, this time Tiedan brought back the news of the death of two members of the clan and returned the magic weapon, the flute, to the Immortal Lord Jingtian. Naturally, the Liu family was grateful for his kindness, and they were willing to give him any rare treasures, not to mention the longevity grass, Polygonatum sibiricum and ginseng pills.

However, Tiedan only accepted two ginseng pills. He used one to prolong his life and did not ask for any more.

After all, returning the treasure was a promise, so he just did it out of convenience. Not to mention that Xiao Jun had protected and guided him along the way, and in the end, the treasure was ruined by someone else. Tiedan felt very sorry.

Moreover, when he went to the shrine of Jingtian Immortal Lord to pay homage and returned Xiao Jun to the shrine, there was a "click" and a scroll of book fell from the beam, hitting Tiedan so hard that his head was covered with dust.

Well, what else could it be? This is an unnamed flute score, which records many pieces composed by Jingtian Xianjun and Xiaojun. Apparently Xiaojun is also a free and easy person, and this guy only has this thought left now.

They had already said goodbye last time, so Tiedan didn't hesitate and took the flute score close to him, bowed solemnly to the long flute on the shrine, thanked him and left.

"But benefactor, will you really not rest for two more days? Your injuries have not healed yet..."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Village Chief Liu. However, I have something important to attend to, so I won't bother you any more."

Tiedan only rested for one night before the five signs of aging were cured. His body was no longer sweaty and filthy, and he no longer smelled bad. Now, with his face whitened, he was ready to continue his journey.

Village Chief Liu could not persuade her any more, so he could only say,
"Not only did you deliver the letter over a thousand miles, you also returned our family's most precious treasure. You are truly a rare hero. Your kindness will be remembered by generations of our Liu family.

My ancestors also had a connection with Danxia Mountain. Here is a letter that should help you visit Shenxiao Peak smoothly.

This sika deer is my mount. It can run as fast as lightning and travel a thousand miles a day. It also knows the way. Let it carry Brother Tie for a ride."

"Thank you very much."

After all, time was tight. Rushing all the way to Liujiazhuang and taking medicine to regulate breathing had already taken three days, and Danxia Mountain was quite far away.

So Tiedan didn't bother to be polite, and didn't even bother to say hello to his master's wife, sisters and fellow apprentices who were nearby in Hengshan. He rode his deer straight to Danxia Mountain to save the world.

(End of this chapter)