I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 1 For Whom the Bell Tolls

It is said that if a person dies under flowers, he will be a romantic ghost.

I don’t know whether Feng Xuan, the playboy from Ping’an Town, is happy or not.

But Feng Xuan, a Wudang disciple from Blue Star, was not happy at the moment.

He looked at the pale face in the bronze mirror, his expression showing neither sadness nor joy.

He stroked the finger marks on his neck in the mirror.

I don’t know if it’s blood or rouge.

In short, the red is glaring.

"I just practiced the sect's unique martial art, Tai Chi Heart Flow."

"I just had a dream along the way, and when I opened my eyes, the world was completely different!"

In the dream, there was a sea of ​​clouds and a sword flying through the sky, and a divine chain locking the sky.

There is a sound of divine bell, which shatters mountains and rivers.

In the end, all that remained was the elder sister's anxious words and exhortations: "Junior brother!"

"Our sect has fallen, and this Golden Book of Creation is a precious treasure. As long as it is still there, our sect's lineage will not be cut off!"

Before he could see his senior sister's face clearly.

A feeling of suffocation shattered everything in the dream.

Before he could think about it, his Tai Chi Banlan Chui directly hit the woman in front of him.

The ground was covered in crimson, but Feng Xuan was too lazy to pay attention.

At this moment, he had a sense of lofty and indifferentness, as if he were an immortal, god, or Buddha.

Bang!

Before Feng Xuan could figure out the situation, the door was kicked open.

"Young Master, it's already this late, and you still have the mind to linger among the flowers!"

Liu Li's words came to an abrupt end.

The moment he saw Feng Xuan, he had the urge to worship him.

But the next moment, the impulse was gone, and instead humiliation and unwillingness arose in my heart.

Feng Xuan looked at Liu Li who was holding the mourning clothes in his hand.

Without saying much, he just walked quietly to the bronze mirror and silently stroked his neck.

Through the pale mourning clothes, one can see the bright red floor of the woman's boudoir.

Feng Xuan looked at Liu Li, whose face was grim, frowned and scolded him softly: "How dare you!"

As Feng Xuan spoke, the ethereal aura of an immortal being about him slowly dissipated.

Although Feng Xuan traveled through time, he did not inherit the memories of his original body.

He didn't know who the person in front of him was.

But he heard this man call himself "Young Master".

Liu Li came back to his senses, his face full of worry.

He turned quickly and closed the door.

The moment he turned around, his face was gloomy and his eyes were cold, like a poisonous snake.

"Death is imminent, yet you are still so arrogant."

"As long as the young lady gets the hall master's seal, I will be the first to peel off your skin!"

"As long as I get the eldest lady again..."

Feng Xuan looked at Liu Li's changing expression through the window and sighed in his heart.

"Looks like a hypocrite!"

The moment Liu Li turned around.

He pretended to be concerned about Feng Xuan and said, "Young Master, why are you so impulsive?"

"Killing someone means paying with your life, even if she's just a prostitute."

Liu Li pointed at the charming body lying in a pool of blood, his heart full of disbelief.

"When did this loser become so bold as to kill someone?"

"If there's a change of plan, we still need to inform the young lady as soon as possible."

Although his mind was in turmoil, his face was filled with worry.

"Young Master, this is Sanhua Tower!"

"It is said that the owner of Sanhua Tower is a high-ranking figure who can freely enter and leave our Cangwu County Governor's Mansion!"

"They may not give face to our Kamikaze Hall!"

Feng Xuan looked at Liu Li who was talking to himself, and saw him moving himself like a monkey.

He reached out and took away the mourning clothes that Liu Li was holding.

"I'll leave this to you!"

Liu Li had just composed himself and was about to express his determination.

But he only saw Feng Xuan, who had changed into mourning clothes, looking him up and down.

His expression changed constantly, and finally became firm, as if he had made up his mind.

"Young Master, please return to the hall immediately to avoid any complications."

"If there is hope, I will inherit the old hall master's legacy, lead the Kamikaze Hall, and dominate Cangwu."

"If this is impossible, Young Master, please prioritize your own safety."

"Where there is life, there is hope."

"Leave everything here to me!"

Feng Xuan looked at Liu Li, who was ready to die, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Liu Li seemed to have misunderstood something and became righteous again.

He pushed Feng Xuan to the door.

"Time is running out, Young Master, please don't hesitate and act like a little girl!"

"As long as the young hall master is safe, my life, Liu Li, will be worth it."

"The old hall master is gone, except for this life."

"I have nothing to repay the old hall master and adoptive father for their kindness in raising me."

Feng Xuan looked at Liu Li deeply and sneered in his heart.

"The acting is good, but it's a pity there are too many flaws!"

The originally pure white hem of the mourning dress had been stained with dots of bright red at some point.

At first glance, it looks like being burned by flames, which is extremely strange.

Feng Xuan was wearing blood-stained mourning clothes, and one foot had just stepped over the threshold.

The white glazed sacrificial bowl fell in front of him.

The broken pure white fragments, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, slashed towards Feng Xuan's cheek.

Feng Xuan resisted the urge to dodge.

A touch of bright red dripped onto the white porcelain.

He wiped the blood from his cheek and rubbed the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, with a fishy and sweet taste of rust.

It made him more aware of his own situation.

"It seems that Kamikaze Hall does not welcome me."

Feng Xuan looked carefully and headed towards the Gathering Hall.

He met the woman's cold and angry eyes.

Under the pale lantern in the mourning hall, a woman leaned against a gilded nanmu chair.

Under the pure white mourning clothes, there is a black iron armor.

Her fingertips played with the seal that symbolized the position of hall master. The blue phoenix bird on the seal had turquoise eyes.

The face of the most beautiful woman in Ping'an became distorted and weird under the contrast of white and green light.

"A piece of trash born of a whore is worthy of offering sacrifices to my father?"

The burly man standing on the woman's right frowned slightly and spoke in a deep voice.

"Huang'er, this is a bit too much!"

"No matter how dissolute Xuan'er is, he is still my eldest brother's biological son."

Feng Huang lowered her eyebrows and spoke softly, "Niece acted impulsively. Thank you for your advice, uncle."

Liu Tianyi looked at Feng Huang and nodded with satisfaction: "Although Huang'er is just Big Brother's adopted daughter."

"But after marrying Xuan'er, we are considered family now."

"As long as she assists Xuan'er wholeheartedly, Kamikaze Hall will have successors."

Feng Xuan naturally didn't understand what the strong man was thinking.

The few words between the two gave him a lot of guesses.

Feng Xuan walked slowly to the coffin at the back of the hall, lit incense, knelt down and murmured in his heart.

"No matter what, I finally took over your son's body."

"You are in your prime, and one of the three greatest masters in Ping'an County."

"Sudden death, the cause of death is strange."

"Your son died in the same confused way."

"I will definitely find out the reason and give you and your son justice in the future."

Feng Huang looked at Feng Xuan who was reluctant to get up for a long time, and felt increasingly dissatisfied.

"You're just a waste of money, and you're acting here again!"

“Who will watch?”

“Who would believe it?”

She glanced at the middle-aged man on her left who was standing still.

He looked at Liu Tianyi on his right side, who was holding a long sword.

He smiled with satisfaction in his heart: "I am a phoenix that will fly to the ninth heaven."

"How could I possibly marry a loser like you who can't even open his meridians and breathe?"

"Only when you die will Kamikaze Hall belong to me."

"Swallow the wind and become a phoenix!"

"This is a prophecy that has long been determined by heaven."

"Kamikaze Hall is the great wind that helps me soar into the sky!"

Liu Li returned to the hall at some point and stood silently in the shadow of the corner.

His eyes stared at Feng Huang greedily, and from time to time he looked at the Divine Wind Seal in her hand.

He looked at Feng Xuan, who was still kneeling in front of the coffin without saying a word, and curled his lips in disdain.

Finally, he looked at the armored and heroic Feng Huang with loving eyes.

Feng Huang slowly stood up, bowed gracefully, and greeted everyone.

"Thank you all for seeing my father off on his final journey."

"Qiling and carrying the coffin!"

Everyone stood up, and Feng Huang ignored Feng Xuan.

He picked up the soul-calling banner in one hand and the tablet in the other, ready to lead the way.

Liu Tianyi frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute!"

Feng Huang paused, feeling unhappy. "I wonder what Huang Er did wrong to make Second Uncle angry?"

Liu Tianyi pointed at Feng Xuan:

"Xuan'er is here, so why would you, Huang'er, lead the way?"

Feng Huang's eyes were filled with stubbornness when he heard this.

"As a child of the Jianghu, there's no need to bother with these trivial matters."

Liu Tianyi wanted to say something, but the middle-aged man standing on Feng Huang's left spoke first.

"Alright, Brother Liu, if you keep talking, I'm afraid you'll miss the auspicious time."

"We've been brothers with this madman for decades."

"We absolutely cannot let him have a restless last journey!"

Everyone in the field, including Feng Xuan, knew it very well.

It is not important that the "Soul-Calling Banner" leads the way.

What’s important is that the “Soul-Calling Banner” represents orthodoxy, which is the position of the head of Kamikaze Hall.

Feng Xuan had just come through time and didn't know anything, so naturally he wouldn't rush to be the first.

Seeing Feng Xuan remained silent, Liu Tianyi sighed, "Alas! It's true that a piece of mud cannot be helped."

Feng Xuan followed the team out of the city indifferently.

"This woman is beautiful, but she actually has murderous intentions towards me!"

Just a few miles out of the city, the trees became denser and the fog thicker.

Feng Xuan, who was walking at the end of the team, heard the sound of breaking air and smelled the fishy wind.

Suddenly, a silver light appeared in the fog, and alarm bells rang in his heart, and his body moved subconsciously.

Feng Xuan planted his left foot and spun around to avoid a pair of sharp fangs.

"But a silver snake the size of an arm can actually be so fast!"

He swung the long sword at his waist and went straight to the seven inches of the silver snake.

when!
The blade brushed against the silver snake's scales, sparks flew everywhere, and Feng Xuan's palm became numb.

The snake's tail swept across with immense force.

Feng Xuan habitually used the soft power of Tai Chi to resolve it.

"Oh no, this body is too weak. Even if Tai Chi is mysterious and powerful, it can't move a thousand pounds with a little effort."

"But you have to be able to exert at least 400 grams of force!"

Bang!
Feng Xuan fell heavily and vomited blood.

Before Feng Xuan could get up, the silver snake actually spoke in human language.

"Hand over the Kamikaze Seal, and I'll speak a few good words to the Lord and spare your life!"

Feng Xuan was already weak and had just been hit.

Not to mention getting up, even speaking was extremely difficult.

Silver Snake didn't care about all this and didn't see Feng Xuan's answer for a long time.

The snake opened its mouth wide and pounced again.

Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the long sword at his waist stabbed out at an incredible angle.

It actually pierced directly into the bloody mouth of the silver snake.

The tip of the knife, driven by the silver snake's momentum, penetrated the soft flesh of the upper jaw.

Rotate the wrist in a circle, Tai Chi upside down.

The silver snake's body froze and twitched continuously, as if it had been electrocuted.

The pair of sharp fangs were only half an inch away from Feng Xuan's throat.

There was also a foul-smelling poison dripping from it, burning the white mourning clothes.

"call!"

Feng Xuan took a long breath, and panels appeared in his eyes.

[Cultivation: Not yet at the level]
[Kung Fu: "Qingluan Riding the Wind Art, Part 1" (Not yet mastered)]
["Tai Chi Flow" (not yet started), "Tai Chi Mystery" (not yet started), "Tai Chi Sword" (not yet started)]
[You can inject spiritual energy into the exercises to improve the progress of the exercises]
[Killed the snake demon with wisdom, but did not open the meridians, and obtained spiritual charm, seventy-seven]
[Remaining Spiritual Rhythm: 77]
(End of this chapter)