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

Xiao Feixuan brewed a pot of tea for Zhao Yuzhen, then pulled Li Fansong, who was eating melons nearby, and jumped off the carriage. Inside the carriage, an ominous feeling was brewing; it was better to get out.

"What are you thinking about, senior brother?"

"How do I want to beat you up?"

"Senior brother, please don't be silly. I'm just worried about your safety." Zhao Yuzhen sighed helplessly.

Zhou Zhen was furious: "I think you're afraid I'll get distracted by other things and delay your marriage proposal, right?"

Zhao Yuzhen didn't care that her secret had been exposed, and simply nodded without hesitation.

"I know you too well. You always do things as you please. You might just become interested in someone after just a few words and run off with them."

Speaking of that person, who exactly is he? Why have I never heard of the Paradise Pavilion?

Moreover, I noticed that my senior brother seems to be extremely familiar with the Bliss Pavilion.

Zhou Zhenhuan glanced at Xiao Se, who seemed to sense something, raised his head, and then shook his head.

“Master, don’t look at me. Although I have Bai Xiaotang behind me, Bai Xiaotang doesn’t know everything.”

For example, I've never heard of that sword immortal Beitang Lieyang.

In fact, even among the Sword Immortals of the Southern Finals, very few are known to us.

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "Then you should know about the Outer Heaven, right? The Outer Heaven is located in this western region, and the Bliss Pavilion is even further west of the Outer Heaven."

The origin of the Paradise Pavilion is actually not complicated.

When the Buddha suppressed the eight great demonesses, he left them for his disciples to temper their minds.

Sure enough, a Buddha emerged among these later disciples.

You can understand the "Buddha" in Buddhism as a master of spiritual travel in Buddhism.

However, this Buddha, wanting to emulate the Buddha, lost control in the process of suppressing the demoness and became a demon Buddha.

You can think of them as ghosts or immortals.

Xiao Se was stunned for a moment: "A ghost immortal?"

"Hmm, the Imperial Advisor hasn't discussed these things with you before?"

"Uh, no, I never came into contact with these things when I was in the palace."

"That's it."

As soon as Zhou Zhen pointed out, Xiao Se felt a chill between his brows, and instantly his mind was filled with a lot of knowledge about immortals, which he instantly understood.

"Master, you said before that my destiny is not with you. Does that mean my destiny lies in Penglai?"

Zhou Zhenhuan pointed upwards: "Some things won't work if you say them out loud. Things will work themselves out in the end, no need to rush. Leave everything to time, and you'll know what to do in time."

Xiao Se cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, then lowered his head again, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhao Yuzhen, on the other hand, did not need Zhou Huanzhen to provide any further explanation of the science.

"What happened to that Demon Buddha later?"

"The Demon Buddha struggled to awaken to the truth and chose to pass away, leaving behind only a relic."

That day, the witch devoured the relics of the Demon Buddha, proclaimed herself the Venerable Sage Bodhisattva, and established the present-day Bliss Pavilion.

For some, the Paradise Pavilion is indeed a paradise.

Countless riches, the most beautiful women—whatever you desire, you can have it all.

That Venerable Bodhisattva was, after all, a celestial demon, most adept at controlling people's hearts.

Therefore, the entire western region has now fallen under the control of the Bliss Pavilion.

The chaos within and beyond the heavens was undoubtedly instigated by the Bliss Pavilion behind the scenes.

The sixteen sects of Tianwaitian, being called a demonic sect, are not without reason.

Xiao Se raised his head at this moment: "In that case, isn't Wuxin's situation quite bad?"

Zhou Zhen looked at him with some surprise: "You're concerned about him?"

Xiao Se did not avoid his gaze and nodded seriously: "Of course. After all, Xiao Se doesn't have many friends, and he is one of them."

Indeed, Xiao Se's friends, all in all, are the little monk, Lei Wujie, and now Sikong Qianluo.

He is a man of deep thoughts, and it is not easy to open up to him.

Even Fei Xuan and Li Fansong are just fellow disciples, not friends.

As for Zhou Huanzhen and Zhao Yuzhen, they were teachers, not friends.

"It's not as bad as you think."

Although the Bliss Pavilion controls the Western Region, the former guardian families still reside there.

Although they are not as powerful as their ancestors, they are not completely without strength.

Over the years, the Paradise Pavilion has been trying to extend its reach eastward. It has been recruiting experts from all over the country.

For example, Nangong Kuanglang, the Southern Martial Immortal, has already joined the Bliss Pavilion.

Moreover, that sage bodhisattva used some demonic methods, which did indeed give rise to some experts.

For example, Beitang Lieyang, who turned to ashes earlier.

What I'm curious about is that Beitang Lieyang can actually draw upon the power of the Great Sun Tathagata.

It's a real shame he died before he could fully unleash that final strike.

Upon hearing this, Dao Jianxian calmly took a sip of water, pretending not to have heard.

"So, how did you know about these things, senior brother?"

Chapter 76 Immortal Descends Upon Snow and Moon

Zhou Zhen really spoke so much at once, he seemed to be tired.

He yawned, lay back down, and put his hands behind his head.

"Of course, I saw it."

"Yes, back then at the Tianqi City's Number One Restaurant, I dreamt of a hundred years ago through the primordial spirit avatar of Senior Xie Zhize."

So I gained experience.

Having met Beitang Lieyang today, I naturally saw some things.

Zhao Yuzhen fell silent, picked up her teacup, and gulped it down.

"Although I understand what it means to travel in spirit, I still cannot understand what my senior brother is talking about."

Zhou Zhenhuan laughed heartily: "You'll understand someday."

Within Snowmoon City, atop the Cangshan Mountain.

At this moment, Fairy Luoxia, Yin Luoxia, is helping Li Hanyi comb her hair.

"I didn't expect that you would actually be getting married."

I tried to persuade you to go to Qingcheng, but you always refused.

Now I understand.

Li Hanyi chuckled twice: "There's nothing I can't figure out. After all, he came down from Qingcheng, didn't he?"

Yin Luoxia sighed: "If that Song fellow were even half as shrewd as Dao Jianxian, my child would be calling you aunt by now."

Li Hanyi smiled and said, "So why don't you go find him?"

"Looking for him? Bah! He doesn't deserve it! That bastard, come if you want, don't come if you don't. It's not like I'm unwanted."

While they were chatting and laughing, a paper crane fluttered its wings and flew over.

Yin Luoxia was secretly amazed and reached out to grab it, but the origami crane seemed to be alive, bypassing her hand and finally falling into Li Hanyi's hand.

"Wow, it's alive?"

Li Hanyi shook her head: "This was made by Senior Brother Zhou, the Immortal of Leisure. Zhao Yuzhen said it's already a magic weapon."

No matter how far apart they are, it can fly there; as for why, I don't know.

Li Hanyi unfolded the origami cranes, read the contents of the letter, and immediately smiled.

"They're almost at Snowmoon City, even faster than I expected."

Seeing Li Hanyi's genuine smile, Yin Luoxia smiled back, but felt a slight bitterness in her heart.

She finally met him.

And what about herself?

Beyond the Cangshan Mountains, in a secluded valley, a stream flows gently.

Wushuang sat on a rock by the lake, idly tossing small stones into the water.

Song Yan stroked the Broken Water Sword in her hand, overwhelmed with emotion.

"Master, are you really going to challenge the Snow Moon Sword Immortal again?"

Song Yan nodded: "I have to go, otherwise I won't be able to think straight."

Furthermore, the proposed marriage alliance between Snow Moon City and Qingcheng Mountain is an outcome that Wushuang City is unwilling to accept.

Wushuang looked up at him and asked, "And what about you, Master?"

Song Yan was taken aback for a moment: "Me?"

"Yes, you always talk about how Wushuang City should be, but what about yourself?"

Although there are many things I don't understand, I do know what I want.

Master, what about you?

Aside from Wushuang City, what do you want?

All these years, for the sake of Wushuang City, you haven't even become a Sword Immortal.

Song Yan stared at the water, remaining silent for a long time.

His fate had long been intertwined with that of Wushuang City. Song Yan reached out and patted Wushuang's head.

"Wushuang, your master has lost too many times in his life."

You shouldn't follow your master's example.

What Wushuang City wants is what I want.

"Master is counting on you."

Wushuang chuckled and patted his chest: "Master, don't worry. I will win back everything that Wushuang City has lost one day."

Before long, I too will become a legendary sword immortal!

Song Yan was greatly relieved and nodded: "Okay, have you rested well? Let's set off, we'll be at Cangshan soon."

"So this is Snowmoon City? It is indeed magnificent!"

A carriage approached the gates of Snowmoon City.

The guards, as was their habit, stopped the carriage.

"Who is coming?"

Snow Moon City is a prominent city that attracts attention. As the number one city in the martial arts world, it has a very diverse range of people coming and going.

Everyone entering the city had to undergo a brief interrogation.

Lei Wujie no longer needed to pull the cart; he was already able to maintain the fire-burning technique for two consecutive hours halfway there.

The Fire Scorching Technique has ten levels in total, and during the ten days or so on the road, I managed to reach the fifth level.

A two-hour burst of power was something Lei Wujie would never have dared to imagine before.

The two horses pulling the carriage were so carried away by Sikong Qianluo that they seemed unaware that they had no wings and were running as if they were flying the whole way.

If Zhou hadn't actually given those two silly horses some real energy, they probably would have run themselves to death.

Sikong Qianluo's efforts were not in vain; she had already mastered the second move of the Amorous Spear Technique—Blazing Fire.