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

Yang Xiang waved her hand dismissively, and instead took out a medicine bottle from her pocket.

"Don't rush to send people away, Lone Sword Immortal, listen to what I have to say first."

This item is called the Divine Travel Pill. Just from the name, the Lone Sword Immortal should know what it is.

"Oh? I've never heard of anyone in this world who can travel in spirits by taking medicine."

All I know is that everything comes at a price.

Yang Xiang chuckled and clapped: "That's right. This pill can indeed allow a person to enter a state of spiritual travel for a moment, but the price is that once used, all of one's power will be dissipated, and one will become a cripple."

Sword Immortal, please be patient and let me finish speaking.

I, in my humble opinion, have spent twenty years refining only ten of these pills.

I know what you want to do, but I also know that with your abilities, it won't be easy to achieve it.

But what if you had ten friends who would wander off in spirits?

Even a fleeting moment of mental wandering is still a mental wandering.

The Lone Sword Immortal was slightly moved; there were many people in this world who longed to enter the realm of the divine but could not.

Many others hold the mindset that "if I hear the truth in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

If such a pill truly existed, these people would certainly be willing to take it.

Furthermore, after taking it, one's energy dissipates, not one dies.

For many people who are nearing the end of their lives, this is undoubtedly a worthwhile deal.

The Lone Sword Immortal was somewhat tempted.

In the past, he would have naturally disdained it, but now, after nurturing his sword for so many years, it had already been broken by Zhou Zhenhuan before he could even draw it.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

"What do you need from me?"

A triumphant smile appeared on Yang Xiang's face, as if victory was already in her grasp.

"The Sword Immortal is a straightforward person. Actually, you don't need to do anything; all you need to do is join our Bliss Pavilion."

"Oh? That's it?"

"That's all. My Bliss Pavilion has left and right protectors, four madmen, and thirty-six Arhats."

"With your strength, Lone Sword Immortal, you'd be a vice-pavilion master if you joined the sect. No worldly riches could compare to the ultimate bliss."

Chapter 108 The Truth

Yang Xiang left, and left very quickly.

He knew that if he slowed down even a step, the Lone Sword Immortal's sword might be drawn.

He is one of the Four Madmen of the Bliss Pavilion, but he is the weakest of the four.

Whether it's the madman Beitang Lieyang with his sword, the madman Zhou Tao with his sword, or the madman Yao Liangsheng with his melody, their strength is all above his.

But he is still one of the four madmen.

Because his expertise lies in alchemy and medicine making.

Humans are born, grow old, get sick, and die. Even those with high cultivation levels can still get injured.

And he can fulfill the wishes of many people.

After all, when faced with death, many things become less important.

Yang Xiang is not only one of the Four Madmen, but also the head steward of the entire Paradise Pavilion.

He used drugs to control many powerful families and sects of all sizes.

Otherwise, the Bliss Pavilion could not have turned the far west into its territory in such a short period of time.

He is just a very ambitious person.

No one knew that he used to be a monk, which is why he always likes to wear a hat now.

He played a crucial role in the Demon Buddha's descent into demonic possession.

Because he had drugged that Buddha statue with the Illusionary Immortal Herb, which had been passed down for hundreds of years.

It is said to have originated from the time when those celestial beings invaded.

Even that Buddha was not immune to the effects of the Illusionary Immortal Grass. He thought he had become a Buddha-like being and ascended to paradise. In that instant, he lost his composure, which gave the Heavenly Demoness an opportunity to take advantage of him.

Therefore, Yang Xiang was the first disciple under the Heavenly Demoness.

Shenyou Dan was his most outstanding work in his life.

He discovered that although the main function of the Illusionary Immortal Herb was to create illusions, if used properly, it could stimulate a person's potential.

It's true that one's powers dissipate after entering a state of spiritual travel, but that person will also die a terrible death.

He was an ambitious man, so he admired people like Lone Sword Immortal who had inner demons.

With just a little provocation, the goal can be achieved.

"The Lone Sword Immortal... Heh, just a mortal."

The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and the Venerable Bodhisattva will surely be pleased.

He was already eager to go back and practice the Joyful Zen.

What he didn't know was that the Venerable Bodhisattva he spoke of had now turned into a rabbit.

Zhou Zhenhuan had been riding this rabbit for quite some time.

The transition between day and night in Xiyang City is very abrupt.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhenhuan was still drinking with Guan Tao when the entire restaurant was plunged into darkness, and even the customers who had been drinking earlier disappeared.

Zhou Zhen frowned; he hadn't even noticed the switch between day and night.

The dishes on the table seemed to vanish like phantoms.

Zhou Huanzhen got up and stood by the window. He saw a silver moon hanging above the Tongtian River, looking just like a backdrop from a photo studio.

A lone figure was walking slowly under the moonlight.

Zhou Zhenhuan could see clearly that this person was none other than Shen Xichen, whom everyone had regarded as a madman during the day.

Zhou Zhenhuan has excellent eyesight and doesn't think he's seen wrong at all.

Shen Xichen walked to the Tongtian River, sat down cross-legged, as if waiting for someone.

Zhou Zhen watched for a while and then realized that he was waiting for him.

"interesting."

Zhou Huanzhen leaped down from the restaurant. Without any apparent movement, he took a single step and arrived at the Tongtian River.

The Tongtian River is very turbulent; even a gentle breeze can create waves hundreds of feet high.

Those who can catch fish in this kind of river are indeed skilled fishermen.

"You came."

Shen Xichen rested his chin on his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the moon in the sky.

Zhou Zhenhuan sat down next to him and nodded: "You were waiting for me?"

"may be."

"Hmm, maybe the people I'm waiting for are from Bai Yujing, or maybe some other expert."

So I'm not sure who will find this place.

"Oh? So many years have passed and no one has found it?"

"Yes, there was once a person surnamed Su."

"Then?"

"After that, we had a fight. He was very strong, so strong that I thought it was Bai Yujing's old fogies showing up."

I couldn't hit him, and then I died.

He spoke of this matter without any emotional fluctuation, as if he were narrating a story that had nothing to do with him.

"So you tore open the sky?"

Shen Xichen, unusually, raised his head and glanced at Zhou Zhenhuan.

It's a strange feeling, like someone from ancient times suddenly glancing at you on television.

"If I told you that I didn't tear down the canopy, but that the guy surnamed Su used it to seal me, would you believe me?"

Zhou was stunned, but he quickly nodded: "I believe you."

Shen Xichen laughed: "Many people think I've gone mad. The man surnamed Su said he believed in me back then, but he still sealed me away."

You're the second person to believe me; you're a good person.

Zhou really felt something was off, so was this considered a friend card?

Why did he tear open the sky?

Shen Xichen shook his head: "He was very disappointed when he heard my story, saying that it turns out that heaven and earth are the same."

If that's the case, why bother becoming someone else's slave?

After finally mastering a skill, why start all over again?

"If that's the case, why bother going up? Let's just close the door."

"If that's the case, why would he want to kill you?"

Shen Xichen's expression turned strange: "Because he wants to give you a reason to strive forward."

The invasion of extraterrestrial immortals—isn't that a perfect excuse?

In the past, you cultivated to ascend to immortality; now you cultivate to protect your homeland and native soil.

To be honest, I think the latter is greater.

You should know that the reason those celestial beings you speak of came down was to guide you back up.

Whether you go up there to be cannon fodder or join one of the Four Great Immortal Palaces, it's not necessarily more carefree than being in the mortal world, is it?

He couldn't possibly let so many people know the truth, so killing me and sealing me away was the best thing that could happen.

However, he ultimately miscalculated somewhat.

He never imagined that the impact on you descendants would be so significant, causing cultivation to slow down and resulting in very few decent masters emerging over the years.

Zhou Zhenhuan noticed that his smile was becoming increasingly strange, so he also started to smile.

"Did he really miscalculate? Or have you been using the seal that suppresses you all these years to steal the power of the Heavenly Dao?"

After all, they come from the same source.

You exploited the potential connection between Buddhism and the Heavenly Demons to incite their invasion, causing the secrets of Heaven to be obscured. You then took this opportunity to absorb the Heavenly Dao and strengthen yourself.

This is why the gap in the Heavenly Dao is widening.

Shen Xichen stopped laughing and sighed, "You are indeed very clever. It's a pity you still came. Now that you're here, you can't leave."

Your physical body is indeed excellent. Even if your cultivation level is high, it's enough to be listed on the Heavenly Ranking, making you much stronger than some old immortals.

But you shouldn't have come in.

Once you enter my Xiyang City, you will be like the setting sun, destined to be extinguished.

Do you have any last words?

"Once I possess your body, I will take care of it for you. Don't worry, I have that much credibility."

The waters of the Tongtian River surged even more violently, as if a colossal creature lurked within, ready to devour its prey.

Chapter 109 Yes, I don't understand the Way of Heaven.

The truth is often hard to accept.