From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

After saying goodbye to Li Yunxian, Xu Xing's soul flashed, and with a group of magic weapons, he fell into the main hall of Tiangu Peak, took back the two demon bodies, and then rushed to Huiyan Peak.

But just as he rose from Tiangu Peak, he saw an extremely interesting scene from afar, so he retracted his escape light and approached quietly.

Now is the time when the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. Nie Xiaoqian is sitting cross-legged on a large rock on the top of Huiyan Peak, practicing the "Taiyin True Qi" to absorb the Yin energy from the moon.

Although "Taiyin Zhenqi" is a unique skill of Yanran Mountain, its properties are compatible with evil spirits and ghosts. Nie Xiaoqian has achieved considerable accomplishments in just three months of practice.

The ghost power that came from the incense and faith had been refined by the "Taiyin True Qi" to be extremely pure and could be used at will.

Next to Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen held a sword in his right hand, standing upright like a pine tree. His eyes would occasionally fall on the ghost girl, with confusion deep in his eyes.

The first time Ning Caichen saw Nie Xiaoqian, he felt a throbbing rising from the depths of his soul. Although it had no cause, it was extremely strong and difficult to suppress.

For a demon like him who was determined to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, this was a unique situation. Coincidentally, Nie Xiaoqian also had the same reaction.

However, both of them were not ordinary people, and they suspected that this was the work of "Tathagata Heaven", so they told the matter to several great immortals.

However, Yan Chixia and others were not sure about this, but Xiaoqing seemed to have thought of something and suggested that the man and the ghost practice together first to see if there would be any other changes.

Nie Xiaoqian had no objection to this, but instead actively asked Ning Caichen for advice on how to purify the sword art.

"Taiyin True Qi" is the prerequisite for "Tianwu Blade", and has the same goal as the purified swordsmanship. Ning Caichen is also a talented swordsman, so it is natural that he is more than capable of guiding Nie Xiaoqian.

But the more Ning Caichen got along with Nie Xiaoqian, the more awkward he felt. It seemed that every frown and smile of this girl carried an invisible power that stirred his heartstrings.

This was not the first time Ning Caichen had experienced this feeling.

He had had a similar feeling when he first saw the "Yixi Sword" at his waist.

It is precisely because Ning Caichen was able to pick up the "Yi Xi Sword" that no one had been able to use since Huang Jutian that he had the freedom to enter and leave the Yin Yue Dynasty at will, and was even given the title of "Prince", becoming the first heir to the dynasty.

At that time, the teacher told him that the "Yi Xi Sword" was forged from the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Star. Being recognized by this sword meant that he, Qi Ye, was destined to be the Demon Lord who unified the Five Demon Sects.

Now, Ning Caichen, who has not used the name "Qi Ye" for a long time, looks at the girl in front of him, with his teacher's words lingering in his ears, and his heart is complicated.

To him, Nie Xiaoqian, who suddenly broke into his life, was more like a sign.

——A sign that fate is catching up with him.

Fortunately, Ning Caichen had anticipated this and knew that it was something that could not be avoided or escaped.

That's why he learned sword.

Only the sword at his waist can help him break the shackles of fate, allowing Qiye to get rid of his identity as a demon and become what he wants to be, Ning Caichen, the Taoist priest of Qingcheng Sword Sect and the chief disciple of Huiyan Peak.

While Ning Caichen was thinking, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Nie Xiaoqian, who seemed to be made of smoke, floating in front of him. She frowned and said softly:

"Master Ning, have you thought of anything...?"

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ning Caichen, whose back was as straight as a sword and whose expression was solemn, but she seemed to hear the sound of waves coming from the depths of his heart from the outline of his cold and hard body.

That is the sound that can only be made when the tide of emotions beats against the chest, and flows back through the limbs and bones, and even to every part of the body.

Nie Xiaoqian suddenly realized that this swordsman, who always dressed like a scholar and behaved modestly and politely, had another unknown side.

She also remembered that Xu Xing had mentioned before that her existence was inextricably linked to the origin of the devil.

So is it because of this that Master Ning made me feel such unusual emotions?

When Nie Xiaoqian thought of this, there was a hint of pity in her eyes. It was not a condescending pity, but a sympathetic sympathy that came from putting herself in the other person's shoes and feeling the same way.

The girl took a few steps forward, her gauze skirt fluttering in the moonlight. She stretched out her white hand, clenched it into a small fist, and gently shook it in front of Ning Caichen, saying softly:
"Mr. Ning, it's okay."

Although Ning Caichen didn't know why Nie Xiaoqian said that, he still smiled when he heard it. An indescribable warmth surged in his heart. He nodded and said softly:

"Miss Nie, thank you."

Outside Huiyan Peak, Yan Chixia was hovering in a dark cloud on his sword, overlooking the conversation between the two. His expression was quite complicated, as he felt both relieved and hesitant.

These days, Yan Chixia has been worried about Ning Caichen's identity. Now seeing him and Nie Xiaoqian having a good chat, the thoughts he had before came to his mind again.

——Should I really go to Shiwandashan?
At this moment, a not so familiar but quite personal clear voice sounded behind Yan Chixia, saying cheerfully:

"I didn't expect that Brother Yan would have such a refined taste. Why don't you enjoy this beautiful scenery with me?"

Yan Chixia turned around suddenly, only to see Xu Xing standing behind him, his green robe fluttering, also looking towards Huiyan Peak with an emotional expression and a happy look.

He was startled at first, but then calmed down. He looked up at the bright moon above his head, laughed a few times, and then held his curly beard and said:
"The moonlight tonight is indeed beautiful, and it makes Yan intoxicated."

Hearing this, Xu Xing shook his head, looked at Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian again, smiled slightly, and said leisurely:
"Brother Yan, you have misunderstood. For people like you and me, what is there to appreciate about the moonlight? The interactions between young men and women are really something to behold."

As he spoke, Xu Xing recalled the time when he and Li Ruohai walked side by side in Wudang Mountain, and some nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

Although not much time had passed, every time Xu Xing saw a similar scene, he couldn't help feeling as if he was in another world.

It was as if it had happened not a few months ago, but a hundred years ago.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing shook his head and couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart - Am I a little old?
Yan Chixia was a little embarrassed when Xu Xing discovered his whereabouts, but when he saw him describe "voyeurism" so frankly, he felt a sense of admiration in his heart.

——As expected of a clan leader, he is really thick-skinned.

He originally wanted to say so, but when he saw Xu Xing's nostalgic expression, he swallowed the words back, realizing that what the venerable had just said was truly from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Chixia thought of Xu Xing's identity as Vajra Lord again, and suddenly felt confused.

——Could it be that there are rules in your Jinshan Temple that one cannot become one of the three deities without having had a few romantic experiences?
After Xu Xing looked at it for a while, he turned his head and looked at Yan Chixia, and said lightly:

"Brother Yan, I have already discussed the matter between you and your two disciples with Senior Li. He said that he agrees that you can join our sect and become the leader of the same lineage."

"Master agreed?"

Yan Chixia was stunned.

In his impression, although Li Yunxian did not have any sectarian views, he was extremely persistent in upholding the orthodoxy of kendo.

It is precisely because of this that the relationship between their Qingcheng Sword Sect and the Zhengyi Sect, their "brothers", has become so strained.

Xu Xing said nothing, but took out the "Nine Lights Dragon Abyss Sword Talisman" given by Li Yunxian, waved it in front of Yan Chixia, and said:

“During the past three months, I worked together with Master Li and Grandmaster Sima to create a sword technique that uses an unorthodox method to obtain the purest sword intent.

I named it "The Sound of Heaven from the Twelve Jade Towers".

It was because Master Li saw this sword technique and thought it could help you solve the shackles of your current practice that he agreed to this matter."

While Xu Xing was speaking, he also used his spiritual power to pass on some of the principles of "The Sounds from the Sky of the Twelve Jade Towers" to Yan Chixia, letting him know that what he said was true.

Yan Chixia was originally the most accomplished Great Immortal in the Qingcheng Sword Sect, besides Li Yunxian, in the area of ​​purified swordsmanship. Now, when he came into contact with the "Sounds from the Sky of the Twelve Jade Towers", he was immediately immersed in it.

The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. After half a minute, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Xu Xing with a strange expression and a dry voice:

"Xu, Brother Xu, you are really..."

Yan Chixia thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable description. In the end, he could only shake his head, sigh, and look frustrated.

Although Xu Xing said that this sword technique was researched by him, Li Yunxian and Sima Chengzhen, Yan Chixia was very familiar with the sword techniques of the two true immortals, so he could naturally see the truth.

Xu Xing had already developed a strong immunity to this kind of gaze, so he just smiled and said:

"Master Li also said that we should ask the guardian deity to accompany us to the Shiwan Mountains. I will go look for him first."

Xu Xing had previously appeared in Qingcheng Mountain and witnessed Nangong Hen's actions when he fought with Pei Zhengsheng and Li Jianshi. He was deeply impressed by this extremely ferocious panda and remembered his aura even more.

Therefore, Xu Xing did not need Yan Chixia to point the way. He just meditated for a moment and found where Nangong Hen was. He moved his body and turned into a long rainbow, breaking through the air and flew away.

Now, Nangong Hen and Qiantang Jun are in a deep forest in the back mountain of Qingcheng, testing the new insights they got from Xu Xian, Liu Yi and others.

Although Xu Xian and others could not pass on their martial arts skills to Nangong Hen in their entirety because they did not get Xu Xing's approval in advance, the panda's talent in martial arts can truly be described as "terrifying".

Nangong Hen was able to understand most of the divine intentions just by looking at the scene of them practicing martial arts. He didn't even think about the meridians and acupoints, but just used his extremely strong physique to store the true energy.

However, although Nangong Hen made rapid progress, he also had other worries.

In the forest, after fighting with Qiantang Jun for more than a hundred moves, Nangong Hen's black and white bear face had been dyed a golden hue, and every hair stood on end, showing that he had pushed the true meaning of the "Nine Yang Divine Art" to the extreme.

But the other kind of Taiyin power is simply no match for the Nine Yang Divine Art. If Nangong Hen's power is divided into ten parts, this Yin power can only be 30% at most.

——The reason why he can only reach 30% is that Nangong Hen has been trying to use acquired means over the years to practice his original magical powers and accumulate some demonic power.

Qiantang Jun saw the flaw and started using the "Six Forbidden Techniques". His strong demonic energy turned into fire, flames rose all over his body, his majestic robe swelled, and thick fire clouds spread under his sleeves. He slapped Nangong Hen's chest and abdomen with one palm.

Although it was just a test move, the two of them always controlled the range of destruction so as not to affect the aura of Qingcheng, but Qiantang Jun's "Flame Disaster" still showed the meaning of disasters of heaven and earth to the fullest.

When this palm strike was made, Nangong Hen only felt the wind and clouds change color and the earth shook violently, as if the ancient poisonous flames sleeping deep in the earth's lungs were aroused by Qiantang Jun, ready to break out of the ground and burn his tough demon body to ashes.

Nangong Hen immediately realized that he was not the only one who had made progress over the past few days.

After comprehending the true meaning of martial arts brought by Xu Xing, Qiantang Jun also made the "Six Disasters Forbidden Techniques" more sophisticated. In addition to the pure destructive power, it also brought a strong mental pressure.

The panda knew that his opponent was powerful, but he looked even more excited. The corner of his mouth curled up into a sinister grin. He flipped and pressed his right palm, and the Nine Yang True Energy gathered in his palm. It was shining with brilliant golden light. He did not dodge or evade, and was determined to fight Qiantang Jun head-on with this move.

However, this attack did not cause any damage, nor did it have any impact on the environment of Qingcheng Mountain.

Because there was a figure in green in front of them.

Xu Xing held Qiantang Jun's fist with his left hand, turned his right hand over and pressed against Nangong Hen's right palm. The yin and yang energies behind him swirled rapidly like a whirlpool, dissipating the two forces.

When Qiantang Jun saw Xu Xing's figure, he was not surprised at all. He just withdrew his hand, took two steps back, and then looked at him and said with emotion:

"It seems that you have gained a lot these days."

Xu Xing did not hide anything and said frankly:

"I would also like to thank the two seniors for their help."

Nangong Hen closed his eyes and carefully felt Xu Xing's method of transforming the yin and yang energies into strength.

After a while, the Nine Yang and Tai Yin Qi in his body also began to swirl in a similar way, but the vortex only lasted for a short breath before it broke.

Nangong Hen's body shook, and scarlet blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth, but he just raised his hand to wipe it away, his eyes fixed on Xu Xing.

The meaning is very complex, with doubts, shock, emotion, excitement, and finally, all the emotions are reduced to one sentence:
"What method is this?"

When Xu Xing saw Nangong Hen's obsessed look, he felt it was extremely familiar and smiled.

"This move is called Zhenwu Tai Chi. If you want to learn it, I will teach you.

It just so happens that I have already agreed with Master Li that you can accompany me to the Shiwan Mountains, and we can have a good exchange on the way."

"One Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Hearing these four words, Nangong Hen's eyes narrowed.

When Nangong Hen fought before, he was always arrogant and looked down on his opponents. He had nothing but contempt for them and never had the obsession to kill them.

But now it’s different, very different.

His round bear eyes suddenly showed an extremely sharp and intimidating look, making people afraid to look him in the eye for even a moment.

Sensing this sharpness, Xu Xing smiled with satisfaction and clapped his hands, saying:

"Very good, that's the fighting spirit and killing intent."

But Nangong Hen was not blinded by hatred, instead he analyzed calmly:
“That fellow has several sworn brothers, each of whom is a descendant of an ancient mythical beast with extraordinary talents and extraordinary combat power. They cannot be treated as ordinary great immortals.

Besides, he has a group of masters from the Northern Branch of the Demon Sect helping him. You, me and this old red dragon are not enough."

When Qiantang Jun heard this, he glanced at Nangong Hen and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He obviously didn't expect that this panda, who seemed to have only muscles in its brain, could have such a calm side.

Nangong Hen noticed Qiantang Jun's gaze, snorted coldly, waved his right hand, condensed a Yin-Yang fan, and shook it gently.

The panda holding the feather fan actually looks like a well-read scholar.

After listening to this, Xu Xing only asked one question:
"Will the Northern Demon take action for him?"

Nangong Hen thought for a while before saying:

"It shouldn't be possible. The reason why this bird hides in the Hundred Thousand Mountains is because he has a conflict with the one from the North Branch, but he may have a life-saving method of the Heavenly Demon level."

After hearing this, Xu Xing said only one sentence:
"That's all right."

These four simple words made Nangong Hen and Qiantang Jun understand his meaning very clearly.

——Under the Heavenly Demon, no matter who his opponent is or what kind of magical powers or weapons he has, he can defeat him.

The two powerful men, who are considered top masters in the Great Immortal level, should have felt angry and absurd when they heard such arrogant words.

But looking at Xu Xing's face, they all felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

——What this person said is absolutely true.

This kind of persuasiveness is not without reason, but the result of Xu Xing's exaggerated battle examples time and time again, which have left a deep impression in the minds of the bear and the dragon.

Even Nangong Hen, who was extremely arrogant and self-important, did not raise any objections. He just looked at Xu Xing deeply and said defiantly:

"When the time comes, Black and White Young Master will fight that bird alone and tear its wings apart with his own hands to avenge himself."

Xu Xing nodded and said with a serious expression:

"I promise that when you face him, no one will disturb your fight. But if you are defeated, I will not let you die in battle."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Hen's eyes flashed with ferocity, he raised his head and laughed wildly, the loud noise was like thunder, his arrogance was fully revealed.

"Nonsense!"

Seeing that the two men had been convinced, Xu Xing did not delay and took them to Huiyan Peak again. He gathered all the prospective disciples and announced the news that they were about to set off for the Shiwandashan Mountains.

Everyone else knew about this, but no one said much and just cleaned up the mess on their own.

Li Xiuru was discussing medical skills with Xu Xian at this time. When he heard the news, he felt a little reluctant.

Although he loved medicine more than swordsmanship, he was still aware of his status as a disciple of the Sword Sect, so he had no plans to go to the Shiwan Mountains with Xu Xian.

However, when Li Xiuru had just said goodbye to Xu Xian and was about to return to the mountain gate to inform his master and senior brothers about this matter, he turned around and saw Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen standing behind him.

Yan Chixia was carrying a large bag, looked down at Li Xiuru, and said curiously:

"Xiu Ru, you don't have anything to take away?"

"what?"

Li Xiuru was stunned for a moment, then looked at his senior brother who was also carrying a small cloth bag, not knowing what was going on.

Ning Caichen got along better with Li Xiuru after all, and when he saw his junior brother's look, he said softly:

"Master has agreed to Sect Leader Xu's invitation and is preparing to go to the Shiwandashan Mountains to take up the post of Chief of Punishment. Let's go with him." Li Xiuru was stunned again, but a surge of joy surged in his heart - if that's the case, then can't I learn more medical skills from Brother Xu?
In less than a moment, more than ten rays of light shot up into the sky, flying away from Qingcheng and towards the Shiwan Mountains.

In Qingcheng Mountain, Li Yunxian and Li Jianshi were standing side by side, watching the lights that broke through the air and flew away.

Li Jianshi looked at it for a while and complained:

"Master, Xiaoyan is fine, but why does Xiuru want to go with us?"

Although Li Xiuru is a disciple of Huiyan Peak, he is also a younger member of Li Jianshi's clan, so Li Jianshi naturally cares about him very much.

Li Yunxian didn't care and said:
“Xiuru is a kind-hearted child, but it is also because of us that he has developed this kind of personality.

Over the years, he was so well protected in Qingcheng Mountain that he had never seen the truly cruel world.

Now is a good time to let him go to the Shiwan Mountains to try his luck. Regardless of whether he changes his mind or not, he should at least think more deeply than before."

After saying this, Li Yunxian looked at Li Jianshi who was thinking, and said earnestly:

"Xiu Ru is still young after all, there is no harm in having more experience."

After hearing what Li Yunxian said, Li Jianshi's face looked a little strange.

You know, this headmaster has always been very frugal with words in the past, and he almost never interferes even with these great masters.

Even though today's matter was about Confucianism, it was unprecedented for him to say so many words in one breath.

Li Yunxian noticed Li Jianshi's strange look and said as a matter of course:
“In the past, with Junior Brother Pei around, I could focus on swordsmanship, but now that he’s dead, there are some things I have to do myself.

What's more, these things should be taken care of by me as the head of the family."

At this point, Li Jianshi's expression changed. He knew that Li Yunxian was still blaming himself for Pei Zhengsheng's death. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He could only sigh:

"Thank you for your concern, Sect Master."

"May I trouble you?"

Li Yunxian shook his head upon hearing this, and did not continue the topic. He just stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, and sighed:

“Although the human heart and nature are the playthings of the Central Demon Lord, people like you and me cannot be completely ignorant of them.

In addition to tempering the sword, you and I also need to control the will of the disciples in the mountain.

If not, it would be like holding Tai A upside down, which would do more harm than good to the world today."

When Li Jianshi heard this, he felt a lot in his heart and nodded silently.

After Li Yunxian finished speaking about these insights, he waved his sleeves and said:

"Give the order. I will give a lecture at Tiangu Peak tomorrow to teach swordsmanship. All the disciples in the sect who have condensed a sword embryo can come to the outside of the hall to listen to the lecture."

Although Li Yunxian, the supreme leader, has always been the most undisputed pillar of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, he is also very far away from ordinary disciples.

It was because Li Yunxian had gone too far in purifying the way of the sword, that even great masters like Li Jianshi and Pei Zhengsheng could not understand his realm of the sword.

Li Yunxian also didn't know how to teach his disciples because of his extraordinary talent in swordsmanship.

In his eyes, the natural barriers that 99% of the Sword Sect disciples encountered were not even small ditches. They could just be jumped over. What skill was involved?

Because of this, in the eyes of the Sword Sect's disciples, Li Yunxian is more like a fairy in the clouds, or a monument in the sword path, which is out of reach, rather than his teachers and seniors.

This was also the first time that he proposed to preach publicly to the disciples in the sect. Although Li Jianshi didn't know what he was going to say, he understood the determination of his own sect leader.

So, she nodded without raising any objections. The Tidal Flaw on her waist shook and shot out dozens of sword lights to send messages to the masters of the real peaks.

Just as the Qingcheng Sword Sect was actively preparing for this sermon, a piece of news had spread from the Five Directions Demon Sect and swept across the world like a storm.

The Red Tribulation Demon Lord, who had previously used the magic methods to kill Wang Yanzhang's incarnation and destroy the Southern Branch Headquarters, after breaking into Jinshan Temple, actually went to find the Qingcheng Sword Sect again!

This time, he killed Pei Zhengsheng, the master of Yunya Peak, and destroyed a top-secret plan of the Western Branch of the Demon Sect, and even injured the Dharma image of the Western Demon An Lushan!

Now, apart from a few people like Fahai who know the truth, the leaders of all the major forces in the world are thinking about one question:
——What on earth does this person want to do?
A powerful demon who suddenly appears is certainly frightening.

But a madman who does whatever he wants, acts recklessly and possesses great power is undoubtedly more terrifying.

No one knows who this man’s next target will be, and no one knows what kind of big things he can accomplish.

However, there was another group of people who had a completely different reaction after learning about this.

Now, the leader of the Demon Sect's Eastern Branch has publicly stated that no matter which sect this Red Tribulation Demon Lord belongs to, as long as he is willing to join the Eastern Branch, he can become the deputy leader just below him.

After hearing the news, Fahai looked at the purple gold bowl in his hand, which was full of dents and almost broken, and smiled with interest.

He stroked his smooth chin and marveled:

"It's clear that the 'Purple Gold Bowl' has been severely damaged, but the intelligence did not mention it at all. It seems that An Lushan has no good intentions."

Fahai casually threw the purple gold bowl into Zhenjiang, causing it to sink to the bottom of the water. He slowly repaired its wounds with the essence of the water veins, and said leisurely:
"Even this kind of method is used. It seems that the internal division of the Demon Sect will soon lead to an all-out war..."

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Just when the whole world was in an uproar because of Xu Xing's actions, he had already brought his chosen disciples to the Shiwan Mountains shrouded in clouds and mist.

It is March again after the Ghost Festival, and it is almost the time of light snow. The sky and the earth are already quite cold, with thick frost. But when you enter this place, you will see green everywhere.

The fresh scent of green grass and soil mixed with the fragrance of flower stamens hit them in the face and penetrated into everyone's nose.

The four words "vibrant and full of vitality" are unable to accurately describe the scenery of the Shiwandashan Mountains. Looking at the scene in front of him, his first impression was that it was huge.

so big.

No matter whether it is grass, rocks, vines, or anything else, they all appear exceptionally large and green among the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Generally speaking, green, the color that represents life, always makes people feel cozy and warm, but it is different here.

Because of its overly vigorous vitality, the green here even gives people a sense of fierce aggressiveness.

It seemed as if these plants had completely surrounded them, and when the opportunity came, they would suddenly rise up, tear them apart and devour them, turning them into nutrients.

Even Qiantang Jun felt uncomfortable in the situation.

Nangong Hen returned to his long-lost hometown with a grim smile on his face. He took a long breath without any scruples and swallowed the vitality in the air into his stomach.

In a short while, the greenness of the surrounding grass and trees was reduced by more than one level, and the sense of crisis and aggressiveness it brought no longer existed.

Nangong Hen patted his round belly, narrowed his black bear eyes, burped comfortably, and then said leisurely:

“The Shiwandashan Mountains is an exclusive place, but it’s easy to integrate into it.”

The panda turned its clumsy body around and looked at the people behind it, especially those with low cultivation levels like Xu Xian and Liu Yi. It grinned, revealing its usual arrogance.

"That is to let the natives know that you are better than them!"

Xu Xian and the others have also learned a lot from Xu Xing these days. Although their cultivation levels vary, their ambitions and backbone have been honed a lot. Facing Nangong Hen's gaze, no one retreated.

Seeing this, Xu Xing was also quite satisfied.

Ever since he withdrew his hands, he has been studying how to use his emotional powers and the "Heart Demon Improvement Method" to improve the cultivation of his disciples.

Now it seems that the results are indeed remarkable.

Xu Xing smiled and said happily:

"It sounds like this is indeed a good place for Xu to show his talents. Brother Nangong, let's go."

Before entering the Ten Thousand Mountains, Nangong Hen mentioned that he knew a place where the top of the mountain was particularly high, reaching into the sky and touching the ground below, making it extremely suitable for establishing a sect.

The disadvantage is that it is too conspicuous. Even if it really takes root here, it will probably be besieged by the demon kings from all sides in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Xu Xing said there was no need to worry about it.

According to his idea, it would be best to lure all the well-known demon kings in the Ten Thousand Mountains at once, accomplish the task in one battle, and avoid trouble in the future.

After hearing these words, Nangong Hen was speechless for a long time.

Although he was quite confident, he had to admit that he was still far behind Xu Xing.

After receiving Xu Xing's order, Nangong Hen did not delay any longer and flew directly to that place with everyone, with great fanfare and without any concealment.

Just as Nangong Hen said, the only rule for survival in the Ten Thousand Mountains is to show your strength.

Although everyone could feel that there were countless eyes secretly watching them, under the intimidation of the aura of the three great masters Xu Xing, Qiantang Jun and Nangong Hen, no one, or even a demon, dared to jump out.

Of course, it is foreseeable that although their behavior can avoid temporary trouble, it will definitely cause a greater sensation in the circle of demon kings in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

However, this is exactly the effect Xu Xing wanted.

After a while, a colorful mist gradually appeared in their eyes, like light gauze and silk, rising from the cracks in the earth, and wherever it passed, gold and stone melted.

The clouds in the sky also surged rapidly, turning into nine vortices, pulling the miasma into the sky, forming a curtain that enveloped the mountain, and the peak went straight into the clouds, disappearing without a trace.

Nangong Hen looked at the miasma and said in a deep voice:

"That is the Five Elements Calamity, which can cause the Five Elements to go haywire. Only those who have a Yin-Yang foundation and whose Yin-Yang energy is extremely pure can break through the miasma and enter it."

In the crowd, Liu Yi's expression suddenly changed when he saw the five-colored smoke.

This wonder is also recorded in the Feng Shui tradition he learned. It is a rare treasure that is the fusion of the energy of heaven and earth, and it is extremely powerful.

If it could be gathered with a void magic weapon, even if a real cultivator was contaminated by a wisp of smoke, his body would disintegrate and collapse.

After looking at it for a while, Nangong Hen added:
"My Five Ultimate Divine Skills were cultivated there."

Panda's words were a little vague, but Xu Xing quickly reacted and understood what he meant, and asked directly:

"So, the big roc that took away your foundation may also be able to enter?"

When mentioning this enemy, Nangong Hen showed no emotion at all and just nodded.

Just as Nangong Hen and Xu Xing were talking, at the top of the mountain, there was a white-haired rat about ten feet long. It was spitting out silver-white true fire and refining a spear that was floating in five-colored smoke.

The silver-white true fire condensed into a line and fell into the smoke, causing the disordered five elements of vitality in it to vibrate violently, turning into continuous explosive thunder, shaking the gun body constantly and humming.

The five elements' vital energy and silver-white true fire also continuously penetrated into the various talismans that made up the spear through this vibration, causing the spear shaft and blade to glow with a bright and sharp glow.

After the white-haired rat had been practicing for a while, it suddenly realized something was wrong - why was the power of the Five Elements of Calamity today a little weaker than before?
This white-haired rat has been refining magic weapons on this mountain for more than ten years. He is extremely sensitive to changes in the Five Elements and cannot hide even the slightest abnormality from his eyes.

——Could it be that someone is trying to tear apart the Five Elements of Calamity and enter Pingtian Peak?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, the White-Haired Rat felt it was extremely absurd. He knew very well how terrifying the power of the Five Elements was.

Even if one is a strong man at the level of a great immortal, he will definitely not be able to get in without the help of corresponding magic weapons.

Moreover, in the entire Ten Thousand Mountains, everyone knows that Pingtian Peak is the territory of King Dapeng. Even if someone has that kind of strength, they would never dare to enter there without permission.

——Could it be someone from outside?
The overly powerful Five Elements of Calamity not only served as a natural barrier for the White-Haired Rat, but also caused him to lose his perception of the outside world. He could only speculate secretly in the mountains, and his heart became increasingly uneasy.

If he was a native of the Shiwan Mountains, it would be easy to deal with. With his status, he could probably earn some face.

But if they are really outsiders, I am afraid today’s incident will not end well.

The white-haired rat knew that for people outside, a demon like him, who had an extraordinary origin and noble blood, was a walking treasure trove.

Skin, flesh, bones, internal organs, blood, marrow, and even the soul and spirit are all good materials for refining treasures, and those outsiders will never waste any of them.

What's more, the magic gun in his hand is also a rare treasure.

If this magic spear falls into the hands of the enemy, even if he can escape with his life, the king will never let him go.

Thinking of this, the white-haired mouse decided not to sit there and wait for death anymore and had to take action.

With a flick of his claws, he caught the spear in his claws, and his body rolled up into a ball, turning into a small white mouse about an inch in size, which rolled down from the top of the mountain without even raising a trace of dust.

When they reached the back of the mountain, the white-haired rat forced a drop of blood from the tip of its tail, which flowed into the silver-white spear. Then it wrapped its tail around the spear shaft and lightly fired a shot towards the five-colored smoke.

The tip of the gun blade suddenly lit up with a bright silver luster, which was extremely dazzling. It didn't look like light, but more like a drop of materialized mercury. It was the most refined Xuanyin Moonlight.

Although it only has Yin power, this power is so pure that even the Five Elements Tribulation, which is powerful enough to disrupt the Five Elements and turn the heaven and earth upside down, cannot decompose it.

But at this moment, a sigh filled with regret came from behind the white-haired mouse.

"It's such a waste. What a waste."

Just by hearing this sound, the white-haired mouse could imagine a human being shaking his head behind him.

He was horrified, but did not dare to look back. Instead, he used all his limbs to hang his body on the gun barrel and leaped out of the mountain.

But just as the white-haired rat left the ground, a huge force came from behind, grabbed the back of his neck, and lifted him up in his hand, leaving his limbs helpless.

At the same time, the magic spear and the essence of moonlight condensed at the tip of the spear also fell into the man's hands.

Xu Xing held the white-haired mouse in his right hand and the spear in his left hand. He stared at the drop of silver dew hovering in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

Even for him, it would take a long time to extract moonlight of this concentration before he could condense a drop, which was just right for Ning Caichen to give to Nie Xiaoqian.

As for this gun, it is of high quality. Liu Yi doesn't have a suitable weapon right now, so it's better to give it to him.

As a Feng Shui master who explores the dragon veins of mountains and rivers, you can use it as a hiking stick.

Xu Xing was in a very good mood as he had gained such a great harvest just after entering Pingtian Peak.

——Good luck in getting off the business. It seems that this place is really my blessed land. Not bad, not bad.

With this joy, Xu Xing felt that the little mouse in his hand looked handsome, and he said with a smile:

"This... Brother Rat, I wonder which demon king is he under?"

In the eyes of the little white mouse, Xu Xing, who had a kind face, was filled with an extremely deep majesty as deep as the ocean, which made the flow of vital energy in his body become difficult and stagnant.

The little white mouse swallowed his saliva and said dryly:

"My king is the Eclipse Moon Rat King, the sworn brother of King Dapeng, senior..."

Upon hearing these two names, although Xu Xing's expression did not change, the little white mouse keenly sensed an inexplicable sense of danger, and the invisible power became even stronger.

The little white mouse immediately realized that this must be a peerless warrior who was stronger than his own king, and might even be as strong as King Dapeng, so he did not dare to hide anything.

Only then did Xu Xing realize that the little white mouse was the direct descendant of the Eclipse Moon Rat King, and possessed his Eclipse Moon magical power. He was naturally close to the moonlight and had the ability to break through obstacles. That was why he was sent to Pingtian Peak to refine magic weapons for the Rat King.

After hearing this, Xu Xing flicked his sleeves and gently brushed away the mist in front of him, opening a smooth and unobstructed path. He put the little white mouse on the ground and said with a smile:
“In that case, then you go back and tell your king and King Dapeng that from today on, Pingtian Peak belongs to me.

If they are not satisfied, I am here and waiting for them at any time."

When the little white mouse heard Xu Xing's tone, he was more certain that this person came here specifically to provoke him. After shrinking back for a while, he finally opened his mouth and asked:
"May I ask, sir, what is your origin? I will explain it to my king when I return."

Xu Xing had actually been thinking about what the sect he was going to create should be called. When he heard the place name "Pingtian Peak", he suddenly felt something and said with a smile:

"Just tell him that it was thanks to the Tianfeng Pingtian Sect Leader's Slow Walking and Slow Stepping Method that my friends in the martial arts world showed me kindness and gave me another name, the 'Red Tribulation Demon Lord'." (End of this chapter)