Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 1: Flying Taoist
As night fell, the pavilions and buildings along the street quickly melted in the leaping flames. The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating it like blood.

Yang Qisheng stood twenty miles away, staring at the fire, holding the long sword in his backhand, with flames of hatred burning in his eyes.

Fifteen years ago, he traveled to this world and was born in the womb of the Yang family's mistress.

In this life, his father is Yang Tianque, the mighty leader of the martial arts world, and his mother is Zhao Ruolan, a famous chivalrous woman in the martial arts world.

The family martial arts "Sea Thunder Wave Sound Palm" and "Guixu Infinite Sword" are both top-notch martial arts in the world.

Ever since he learned that this was a world of martial arts, he had been diligently practicing the family internal skill "Guixu Dafa" that he had overheard from outside since he was in his mother's womb.

As soon as he learned to walk, he practiced martial arts, boxing, swordsmanship, hidden weapons, poisons day and night... He did not dare to slack off for a moment.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, who can not be knifed?

Born into a martial arts family, he lives on the edge of a knife and always has his head on his belt.

He didn't want to suddenly meet a master one day and be slapped to death.

In addition to working hard to improve his martial arts, he also worked hard to manage his power in the underworld.

He helped his father Yang Tianque integrate the five gates, three villages and seven major gangs, created six monopoly industries, and made everyone rich together.

He also spent a lot of money to support scholars to become officials and train local clerks, keeping both the black and white worlds firmly in his hands.

In the Sanjiang and two provinces, the emperor's edicts were not as effective as the words of these father and son.

Yang Qisheng calculated that in just a few years, his martial arts skills would surpass his father Yang Tianque, making him a martial arts master and an influential figure in the martial arts world.

By then, with immense power in his hands and financial resources comparable to those of a country, he will be able to dominate the world and enjoy a happy life to the fullest.

However, all of a sudden, the Yang family encountered such a great disaster tonight! It was like a bolt from the blue, catching him off guard.

If the person who comes is an ordinary martial artist, I am not afraid of him no matter who he is.

There are only a handful of masters in the world who can defeat his father Yang Tianque. Even if those great masters come in person, they cannot shake the foundation of the Yang family.

The Yang family not only trained thirty-six Iron Guards, but also had many disciples and followers, and its influence spread across Sanjiang and two provinces.

Just one cloud-piercing arrow can bring in a large number of experts for support.

But, the one who came tonight was actually a sword immortal! The kind of sword immortal who could fly, dodge through the ground, and control the sword through the air!

There have always been legends about sword immortals in the martial arts world. Many people swear that they have seen immortal signs and visions, but none of them can be verified.

Yang Qisheng also had doubts. After all, he had traveled through time and space with his memories, so it was normal for there to be gods.

However, after repeated searches, although several ancient caves were found in the deep mountains, they had all been abandoned for a long time. They could be said to be the secluded residences of martial arts masters, but there was no trace of any immortals living there.

According to legend, sword immortals can release their true energy and control their swords with it. The sword moves as their heart desires, and they can hit wherever they point, killing people as easily as mowing grass.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are or how fast you are, you have nowhere to escape from the Sword Immortal.

Wherever the sword flashed, men and horses were shattered, houses collapsed, and the force was unstoppable!

He judged it by common sense. When it comes to releasing one's true energy, extending the palm force to strike far, and injuring people from a distance, even the grandmasters in the martial arts world can do it.

Yang Qisheng himself could use the "Sea Thunder Wave Sound Palm" to deliver a powerful palm strike that could break through the air. Within a distance of ten feet, he could break a tree as thick as a bowl with a wave of his hand.

The palm power of a grandmaster-level expert can reach three meters away, but this is already the limit of what humans can achieve, and it is impossible to go any further.

Moreover, once the palm force is released, it is difficult to control. It is theoretically impossible to gather the true energy without dispersing it, and use it to drive objects and control the sword through the air, and perform actions such as chopping, slashing, and stabbing.

However, tonight, just now, Yang Qisheng witnessed the existence of the Sword Immortal with his own eyes!

He was a tall, thin, middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a black robe and a purple-gold crown. His face was sallow, and he sported a goatee. He slung a long sword across his back, his eyes gleaming brightly in the light. Encased in a golden glow, he descended from the sky, landing in the main courtyard of the Yang family mansion. He introduced himself as "Flying Taoist Jin Guang Ding."

The Yang family had never heard of this name. They were shocked to see that it was an immortal who came on a sword and had an ill-intentioned attitude.

Yang Tianque was alert in his heart, but still smiled, trying to invite the Taoist into the house to entertain him.

Jin Guang Ding sneered, his tone filled with arrogance and disdain. "I, an old man, have been cultivating in seclusion in the mountains for many years, and I have never cared about the grudges and hatreds of mortals. I only blame you, the Yang family, for being so blind that you have offended someone you shouldn't have. Tonight, I will use the blood of your entire family to temper the edge of my newly forged Golden Light Divine Sword. This is your good fortune!"

After the Taoist finished speaking, he didn't wait for Yang Tianque and the others to respond, and immediately started killing people!

If a person wants to kill an ant, he doesn’t need to ask the ant’s opinion, nor does he need to explain to the ant why he wants to kill it. Just kill it if he wants to!
He raised his right hand and pointed backwards, and the sword behind him automatically came out of its sheath with a "clang" sound and hung upside down in the air at an angle.

The sword paused slightly, then turned into a dark golden light and shot through the air!

Yang Tianque's third disciple Xue Bao was standing at the bottom of the stairs. Before he could react, he felt a flash before his eyes, a chill on his neck, and his head rolled to the ground. Blood gushed out, staining a large area of ​​the stone steps red.

This evil man made sword gestures with his hands, pointed left and slashed right, and started killing people!
The flying sword moved in the air like a spirit snake, flashing with golden light. Wherever it passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and screams were heard.

Although the Yang family's Iron Guards were well-trained, they were as fragile as paper in front of the flying swords, and more than a dozen of them fell in the blink of an eye.

Yang Tianque was a veteran in the martial arts world, and his reaction was extremely quick. He made a prompt decision, turned around, and pressed a finger on Yang Qisheng's acupuncture points, subduing him. He handed him over to Kuiwu, the leader of the Iron Guards, and whispered an order: "Take the young master out through the back door, quickly!"

Kuiwu, an orphan raised by the Yang family, is incredibly loyal and exceptionally skilled in martial arts. Though only in his early twenties, his strength surpasses that of many martial arts masters.

He carried Yang Qisheng on his back without hesitation, used his Qinggong skills to gallop northward, and after leaving Sanjiang City, he ran more than twenty miles in an instant.

Yang Qisheng was holding back his anger. When he saw the Sword Immortal, he was first shocked, then envious, and finally angry.

There really are sword immortals in this world!

Then I thought: How great it would be if I could find a sword master earlier and become his disciple!
Unfortunately, after searching for the Sword Immortal for many times, I still had no chance to meet him. Today, I finally saw him, but he came to destroy my entire family!

The sword immortal is high above, with his feet on the mountains and rivers, soaring into the clouds and accompanying the moon.

What martial arts leader, what peerless skills, they are all as childish and ridiculous as children playing house.

Yang Qisheng forced himself to remain calm and stood on the steps to carefully observe the Golden Light Cauldron.

This evil flying sword is certainly as fast as lightning and unstoppable, but if one can quietly get behind it, catch it off guard, and suddenly attack with a palm strike, there may be a chance to turn defeat into victory.

He was about to go around the corridor when his father pressed acupuncture points on him, making his hands and feet unable to move.

He quickly adjusted his breathing, gathered his true energy, and silently practiced the family internal energy "Guixu Dafa".

He had been practicing since he was young, and his internal strength was extremely pure. He quickly broke through the acupuncture points and broke free from Kuiwu's arms.

"Young Master!" Kuiwu was shocked, thinking that he was going back to die, and hurriedly used his grappling skills to try to press his acupoints.

Yang Qisheng's martial arts skills had already surpassed Kuiwu by a long way. He lightly tapped his feet and floated back several feet, avoiding his grasp.

"Master, you can't go back!"

Kuiwu fell to his knees with a thud, his arms outstretched to block Yang Qisheng's way. He spoke urgently, "That thief is the legendary sword immortal. We are no match for him! If you go back now, you will die in vain. The master risked his life to let me get you out to preserve the Yang family bloodline. We can't let it be destroyed in vain! If you are really worried about the master and the mistress, I will go back for you!"

Yang Qisheng's voice was a little hoarse: "Although the Sword Immortal is powerful, we are still capable of fighting him. In fact, we can give it a try..."

Before he could finish his words, a dark golden light suddenly rose into the sky from the flames rising from the south, and rushed to the nearby area in a few ups and downs.

The golden light fell to the ground, and after it dispersed, a Taoist priest with a black robe and fluttering goat beard was revealed. It was none other than the Flying Taoist priest Jin Guang Ding!

(End of this chapter)