The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

The white-haired immortal opened his eyes and saw a sword aura shooting straight into the sky, instantly turning the clouds into the color of flames.

There are phoenix lights and shadows, tumbling up and down, magnificent and beautiful.

Amidst the flames, a phoenix rises from the ashes, holding a yin-yang pearl in its mouth.

The Yin-Yang Pearl unleashed a vast sword aura, instantly splitting the heavens in two, one half extremely Yin and the other extremely Yang.

A clear dividing line appeared in the sky.

The sky is cracked.

Blood tears streamed from the white-haired immortal's eyes.

His hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

He saw it, he saw it.

Even after seeing it, I still can't imagine or understand what kind of sword strike it was.

The vast blue sky, the heavens above, is cleaved open by a single sword.

That sword strike was as if it had never faded since time immemorial, and would remain eternally with heaven and earth.

How could there be such a sword strike in the world?

The white-haired immortal's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and blood kept flowing from his mouth.

Guided by the sword intent, I felt the sword energy surging endlessly within my body, as if my internal organs were being forged in a furnace of heaven and earth, far surpassing even the most severe tortures in the world.

He suppressed a muffled groan and forced himself to bow slightly to Zhou Zhenhuan.

"Thank you for your leniency, and thank you for your selfless guidance."

I will repay this kindness later.

Heaven and earth favor Beili; from this day forward, you shall be the foremost sword immortal.

Since you are here today, I should give way.

But inside that coffin…

Zhou Zhenhuan waved his hand and released a burst of true energy. The white-haired immortal felt a warmth in his body, and his injuries were instantly suppressed. Like someone going against the current, he took a deep breath and recovered.

“I told you, I didn’t come here for the coffin.”

You don't need to tell me so much.

How much you can discern is up to your fate.

Furthermore, I would like to point out that you seem to have taken the person's consent without consulting them before fighting over that coffin.

Zhou Zhenhuan paused, then waved his hand, dispelling the sword energy and filling the room with fragrance: "That's enough, that's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

The white-haired immortal touched his chest, his expression complex. Upon hearing this, he bowed respectfully once more: "I understand. Farewell for now!"

"If you ever need my help in the future, I will do my utmost to assist you."

Having said that, he ignored everyone, used his lightness skill to quickly disappear from their sight.

Zhou Huanzhen turned around and looked at Wushuang with a smile.

The thirteen swords of the Peerless Sword Box emitted a clear sound, and with a whoosh, the flying swords returned to their sheaths, and the Peerless Sword Box slammed shut.

"Peerless, my sword, are you satisfied?"

Now that the Peerless Sword Box is closed, Peerless feels a sense of satisfaction.

It's like the satisfaction of a hungry person who has eaten and drunk their fill.

This was also the first time he had witnessed the magnificent sight of the sword being drawn, which stirred Wushuang's heart.

He nodded vigorously and said excitedly, "It really is an unparalleled sword strike, Zhou Zhenhuan, you are really amazing. But sooner or later, I will draw the Great Ming Vermilion Bird myself."

Zhou Zhen nodded secretly. As expected, he was born with a sword heart. Even the White-Haired Immortal, with his cultivation level, couldn't stop crying blood when he saw the Heaven-Opening Sword, but Wushuang seemed to be unaffected.

"Of course, if it were you, it might not take too long."

Wushuang was very excited upon hearing this.

"I want to become your apprentice and learn swordsmanship from you."

Zhou Zhen was taken aback for a moment: "Your sword control technique is already unparalleled in the world, I can't teach you anything."

Furthermore, I don't have the habit of competing with others for disciples.

"Didn't you see? Your senior brother's face is practically turned into an eggplant."

Wushuang wasn't disappointed at all, and nodded vigorously: "It does look like an eggplant."

Lu Yuzhai was speechless; Wushuang was the hope of Wushuang City.

If I were abducted by someone today, how would I explain it to my master when I got back?

The mission wasn't completed, and my junior brother and the treasures of Wushuang City were lost. Wouldn't my master be furious?

Hearing Zhou Zhenhuan say that, he felt a little embarrassed, chuckled twice, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhou Zhenhuan.

"Senior is too kind. It is a blessing for Junior Brother to be able to learn swordsmanship from you."

"Many thanks to your help today, senior, for preventing the treasures of Hanshui Temple from falling into the hands of the Demonic Sect. This junior expresses his gratitude."

Zhou Zhen didn't expose his thoughts and waved his hand: "I've said it before, I'm only doing this because of my promise to Wushuang."

I don't intend to concern myself with other matters.

However, if you trust me, take your people and leave. What's inside is useless to your Wushuang City; on the contrary, it will be a disaster.

Lu Yuzhai hesitated for a moment, but Wushuang came over and pulled him.

"Senior brother, let's go back. I think I should go into seclusion for a while."

He's right, he didn't lie to us.

Lu Yuzhai sighed and whispered, "How did you know?"

"He didn't need to. If he really had other intentions, everyone present would have died from that sword strike just now."

Lu Yuzhai: ...

What you said makes sense.

He knew in his heart that this was probably all that could be done today.

So he didn't stand on ceremony: "This junior takes his leave. If you have time in the future, please visit Wushuang City."

"Alright, we should go and see Wushuang City."

"Zhou Huanzhen, I'm leaving now. Although I can't become your disciple, I've learned something today. When I come out of seclusion, I'll show you my sword."

Wushuang waved at Zhou Zhenhuan, and Zhou Zhenhuan nodded with a smile.

"I'm actually looking forward to it."

At that moment, Lei Wujie burst in, completely drunk.

"It's incredible! The sky has cracked open! Did you see it? You saw it that day, the sky really cracked open. It wasn't because I was drunk."

Today, Meirenzhuang is a scene of devastation, with many corpses lying in the ground.

The white-haired immortal retreated, and the people of Wushuang City also left.

Inside the Beauty Manor, only Tang Lian, Xiao Se, Sikong Qianluo, and Tian Nv Rui remained.

Lei Wujie yelled and screamed for a long time, but no one paid any attention. Only then did he realize that everyone's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and he sobered up a bit.

"Senior! What are they doing here?"

Lei Wujie shook his head vigorously.

Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just saw some things I shouldn't have seen. It's not a bad thing."

After saying this, his aura surged, and everyone felt their internal injuries rapidly heal, and even their eyes regained their clarity.

"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative!"

Everyone bowed to Zhou Huanzhen.

Seeing that mighty, heaven-opening sword today will benefit them immensely in their future martial arts endeavors.

"You're welcome. I didn't do anything."

Sikong Qianluo and Xiao Se also came over, but their expressions carried a hint of embarrassment.

Without saying a word, Xiao Se bowed deeply, then lowered his head and remained silent.

“Senior, you…” Sikong Qianluo looked embarrassed and didn’t know what to say for a moment.

They had just suspected...

Zhou Zhenhuan glanced at it and guessed the general idea, finding it quite interesting.

It's perfectly normal to be wary of others.

When navigating the world, being cautious and shrewd will always help you survive longer.

And it seems that I did approach them with a purpose.

Lei Wujie still doesn't understand what's going on.

"Isn't anyone going to pay attention to me? What did I miss?"

Xiao Se put his arm around his shoulder with a hint of sympathy: "You idiot, how much have you been drinking? All you need to know is that you missed the senior's Heaven-Opening Sword, and you may never see it again in this lifetime."

Lei Wujie was stunned, as if all his strength had been drained, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

"The Heaven-Opening Sword, so the heavens really did crack open, right?"

"Heavenly Maiden, the person has been brought here."

At this moment, someone rushed in. Tian Nu Rui understood immediately, apologized to Zhou Huanzhen, and said, "Lian, your contact has arrived."

Everyone except Zhou Zhenhuan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Tang Lian, in particular, felt the most deeply.

What I thought was just a routine mission turned out to be a near-fatal one.

Fortunately, the mission is finally complete.

"Senior, thank you for taking care of me along the way, Tang Lian..."

However, when Tang Lian turned around, she found that Zhou Zhenhuan had already disappeared.

Where is Senior Zhou?

"Yes, where is Senior Zhou?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The backyard, the carriage.

The coffin had already been opened; Zhou had actually opened it.

At this moment, a handsome and eerie monk inside slowly sat up.

He closed his eyes and spoke softly, "Strange, I can't hear your heart."

Of course, even though I didn't see it, I could still feel that that sword strike was absolutely spectacular.

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Chapter 23 The Monk in the Coffin, Wuxin

Zhou Zhen really thought that if a monk was exceptionally handsome and also practiced wicked kung fu, then he should indeed be put in a coffin.

The little monk in front of me is just like that.

Despite being extremely confident in his appearance, Zhou Zhen still thought Wuxin was a handsome monk when he met him.

"Thank you for the compliment, but it's just a trick to amuse the children."

Your name is Wuxin (meaning "heartless"), yet you always try to listen to other people's hearts.

Do you know that the most complex thing in this world is the human heart?

"After hearing and seeing so much, can you still understand your own true self?"