He started as a shepherd and took on countless jobs.

What a distinctive characteristic of Hanjiang!

Stiff, soul frozen.

The fact that this is probabilistic is quite intriguing.

"Knock knock knock".

A knock came at the door.

"Xingyan, Li Mingyang is still waiting downstairs," Xu Zhi's voice rang out.

Pei Si put away the crescent moon. The auction had started at noon and lasted for three hours, and it was now the hour of Xu (7-9 PM).

I'm going to see Li Mingyang to see if I have any merit to offer!

Pei Si opened the door.

When he was away from home, he acted under the name Pei Xingyan.

Xu Zhi changed into a black outfit and wore a bamboo hat with a black veil hanging down from it, completely covering her face.

Oh, it seems a bit too tight.

"Walk."

…………

Outside the Baibao Auction House.

Upon seeing Pei Si and the other person emerge, Li Mingyang hurriedly went to greet them.

"We were in such a hurry earlier that I haven't had a chance to ask your names," Li Mingyang said, clasping his hands in greeting.

Pei Si: "My Taoist name is Qingyangzi, and the one next to me is called Hongyang."

"So you are Daoist Masters Qingyang and Hongyang. Please follow me."

Half an hour later.

A small courtyard outside the city walls of Shu County.

It was even smaller than Pei Si's courtyard in Qingcheng County.

Li Mingyang gave an awkward smile and said, "Well... after my mother left, my younger brother and I moved out."

Pei Si nodded.

Li Mingyang opened the door, followed closely by Pei Si and the other two.

Upon stepping into the courtyard, Pei Si's expression changed slightly.

Li Mingyang, who was standing in front of him, whispered, "My two immortal masters, my younger brother has been acting crazy these past few days, so I've locked him up at home."

Li Mingyang was completely unaware of the change in Pei Si's expression behind him.

Xu Zhi glanced sideways and asked in a voice barely above a whisper, "What's wrong? Is something strange?"

Pei Si took a deep breath.

As he stepped into the courtyard, his once dormant, clear and sharp heart began to tremble slightly.

This place resonates with his sword-wielding spirit!

Pei Si counted on his fingers, rapidly performing calculations.

Good luck!

"Squeak."

Li Mingyang pushed open the door and welcomed Pei Si and the other man inside.

As soon as I stepped into the house.

Pei Si then saw the boy in the corner, whose wrists and ankles were tied with iron chains, but underneath the chains were thick layers of paper.

Li Mingyue.

He was indeed acting erratically, his fingers were bent as if he were grabbing something, and his speech was slurred.

"Knife...knife..."

Suddenly, Pei Si felt someone poking his waist.

It was Xu Zhi.

"It's nothing," Pei Si said softly.

"Come." Pei Si made a hand seal and summoned eight paper guards, and also dispatched scouts to patrol and monitor the area.

A ghost-collecting and ghost-eating official stood beside Pei Si.

"Could it be the work of demons and evil spirits?" Pei Si wondered to himself.

"There are no demons or evil spirits here. This person's soul is incomplete, and it seems to have drifted away to another place," the ghost-collecting and ghost-eating official replied.

Pei Si knew what was going on, so he leaned close to Xu Zhi and whispered a few words in her ear.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and approached Li Mingyue.

Suddenly, Pei Si collapsed to the ground, his expression exactly the same as Li Mingyue's.

"Immortal Master Qingyang? What's going on? Has another one gone mad?!" Li Mingyang's face turned deathly pale. He staggered back several steps, looking at Xu Zhi: "Immortal Master Hongyang, this really wasn't me!"

Xu Zhi picked up a chair from the side, sat down, and looked at the eight paper figures next to Pei Si with interest. She said coldly, "Just wait."

…………

Pei Si opened his eyes again.

Looking around, I realized I wasn't in Li Mingyang's courtyard, but somewhere else.

As far as the eye can see, there is only desert.

In the farthest distance of vision, a long, dark blade was embedded in the ground, exuding a sharp aura.

Pei Si looked down and saw that he was still wearing a Taoist robe with a crescent moon hanging at his waist.

Looking up at the sky again, there was another long sword hanging in the air, with goose-feather snow hovering around it without falling, and at the same time a strong wind suddenly rose, which was quite mysterious.

Pei Si squinted slightly.

He could sense the Qi emanating from that long sword.

This is the secret realm where Li Shiwei, the former king of Shu, inherited his swordsmanship!

It turns out he was also someone destined to meet.

Could that long sword in the sky be the manifestation of the immortal foundation of Li Shiwei, the former king of Shu?

The five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—each have their own characteristics.

Jinde, meaning solemn and majestic.

Metal represents change, innovation, and the ability to reshape and rebuild. It signifies the destruction of the old and the establishment of the new. It governs punishment, purification, and the elimination of evil.

There's no smoke without fire; the rumors are true: Li Shiwei, the former king of Shu, built the Golden Virtue Immortal Foundation!

Suddenly.

A series of wailing and howling sounds rang out.

The scene before Pei Si changed.

Those he had slain in the past, along with demons and evil spirits, now stood before him unharmed.

The man in green robes, the Zhang siblings who loved to visit the ghost market, the water ghost, the jade-waisted slave, and others all stared at him with resentment and venom.

The man in the blue robe flicked his sleeve and laughed loudly, "Young brother, we meet again."

The Zhang siblings remained silent.

Yu Yaonu's black hair grew wildly, seemingly about to engulf the entire desert.

Pei Si remained silent and drew his sword.

The next second, Pei Si's figure flashed in front of everyone like a ghost, raised the Crescent Moon sword high, and swung it down.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe half an hour, maybe two or three breaths.

Pei Si, carrying his long sword, looked back and realized that he had walked such a long way without even realizing it.

The long, dark sword at the edge of their vision was getting closer and closer.

The next moment, the scene before Pei Si changed again.

Here, golden rays roll like red rainbows, and auspicious clouds spray purple mist.

Several large pillars stood in the hall, with golden-scaled dragons coiled on them. Colorful red-crowned cranes flew by.

Golden nails adorn the jade doors, and colorful phoenixes dance at the vermilion gates, resembling a heavenly palace.

The palace gates were wide open.

Pei Si seemed to be deep in thought.

The stars shone brightly, and the golden bells rang.

Jade hairpins and pearl-embroidered shoes, purple ribbons and gold seals.

Seated in the hall were none other than the myriad celestial beings.

All eyes turned to Pei Si, as if weighed down by a thousand pounds.

Pei Si shook his head.

It's just another test.

He recalled the evaluation of the swordsman.

Those who cultivate this path must ensure that no thoughts disturb their minds and that their will remains steadfast. Once this blade is drawn, evil spirits will vanish on their own, immortals will lower their brows, and even ghosts and gods will tremble at the sight of this blade!

Pei Si crouched slightly and unleashed a slash!

A flash of light suddenly rose from the ground.

Where are the golden palaces and silver palaces now? They're just the surroundings.

before.

It was that long sword that blotted out the sky.

There is a city gate on the blade.

This was actually a giant city with long swords as its gates.

The city gates opened by themselves.

Cha-cha-cha.

Pei Si frowned slightly.

That sounds like the sound of a knife being sharpened.

Pei Si stepped into the city, and the first thing that came into view was a large square.

At the very center of the square, there is a giant jade tablet carried by a tyrant.

Beside the towering jade stele, there were countless people.

Pei Si remained still at first, observing quietly.

About ten breaths later, a figure suddenly collapsed.

A moment later, the figure stood up, his gaze blank, and passed by Pei Si.

Pei Si followed beside him as they walked through the city. A quarter of an hour later, the figure stopped.

Pei Si unconsciously placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

In front of them was a deep pit, and a person was sitting in the pit.

Each person had a whetstone in front of them and a knife in their hand, constantly sharpening their blade.

Cha-cha-cha.

Strands of golden energy rose from the deep pit, ascended into the sky, and disappeared into the long sword hanging in the heavens.

Pei Si's gaze swept across the deep pit.

A familiar figure was constantly sharpening a knife.