I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Chapter 13 Defeat the enemy with one sword!

Helian Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Seeing that the sword was getting closer and closer to him and getting bigger and bigger, he frantically urged the true energy in his body to form a protective shield, and his whole body burst out with a strong aura.

The pilgrims who were sitting in three layers inside and outside were blown away three feet by the breath and fell to the ground.

Even though he had squeezed out all his potential for the first time in his life, Helian Cheng still felt a strong sense of crisis.

"No, I can't stop it!"

He tried to dodge, but the sword seemed to have its own consciousness and locked onto him.

At this time, beads of sweat the size of beans had already appeared on Helian Cheng's forehead.

The distance between man and sword was covered in just a few breaths.

Helian Cheng's Qi shield collapsed at the touch of a button. He gritted his teeth and reached out to stop it.

The next moment, he heard a sharp sword sound, and the sharp sword energy cut his arms into a bloody mess, with blood splattering everywhere.

"It's over!"

Helian Cheng laughed bitterly in his heart.

He originally thought that the two moves circulating in the martial arts world to defeat the Blood Demon Hand Yuan Tingjiang were just nonsense, but who would have thought that he would die without even seeing the other party.

All of a sudden, countless memories flashed before his eyes.

Helian Cheng was unwilling to die like this, and strong emotions were brewing in his heart. In the end, the thought of staying alive prevailed.

"Wait a minute!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the sound of swords beside his ears suddenly disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a long sword flashing with purple light floating in front of him.

The tip of the sword was less than an inch away from his throat!

Helian Cheng, who was extremely nervous, swallowed his saliva, and suddenly a chill as if falling into an ice cave came from the tip of the sword.

This sudden change made everyone stunned.

"Big Brother!"

A path automatically opened up in the crowd, and Yan Xiu walked slowly through it.

He waved his hand gently, and the Ziyuan Sword automatically returned to its sheath.

Walking up to Helian Cheng, Yan Xiu said coldly, "You want to take down the plaque of my Fuzhen Temple? Do you have any last words to say?"

Helian Cheng, who survived the disaster, ignored the injury on his hand and said with trembling head, "I...I don't want to die."

After hearing this, Yan Xiu shot out a stream of spiritual power, which injected the immortality curse into the eight extraordinary meridians in his body.

Instantly Helian Cheng's face turned pale, and he felt piercing pain in all his meridians and acupoints, causing him to kneel on the ground with his back hunched.

"You broke into my mountain gate and hurt my junior brother. You can't just say you don't want to die and get away with it. I will punish you to stay in the temple and sweep the mountain path for three years."

After Yan Xiu finished speaking, he turned and left.

Helian Cheng was sweating profusely, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and was unable to speak at all.

He knew that Yan Xiu had shown mercy, otherwise his throat would have been pierced by the Ziyuan Sword and his head and body would have been separated.

When passing by Shu Jianqing, Yan Xiu left a message.

"Bandage his wounds and bring him to my room."

Shu Jianqing, who hadn't come back to his senses yet, said "Oh" blankly.

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Helian Cheng knelt outside the house. He no longer had the arrogance he had when he went up the mountain. Instead, he was as cautious as a chicken.

The sense of life and death crisis brought by that sword was incomparable to the closest he had ever been to death.

He had also sparred with many top third-rank swordsmen, but no one could control a sword from the sky like Yan Xiu, attach his own true energy to the sword and control it precisely.

This is outrageous! Is this still a martial arts practice?

Thinking of this, Helian Cheng touched his throat with lingering fear.

But the most fatal thing was the immortality curse that Yan Xiu had injected into his body.

At first, he tried to use the true Qi to dispel it, but every time he mobilized the true Qi in his body, he would feel a tingling sensation deep into his bones through his meridians.

Thinking that he would have to sweep the floor for three years, Helian Cheng felt more and more regretful and even wanted to slap himself a few times.

Recalling that many predecessors had told him that there are always people better than you, he always laughed it off. Today, he finally met one.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance of elixir was wafted. Helian Cheng looked up and saw that the fragrance was coming from Yan Xiu's house.

A moment later, Yan Xiu walked out slowly, called the Taoist boy Shouxin who had been waiting for a long time, and told him to hand the elixir to Shu Jianqing.

He recently succeeded in refining a medicinal elixir that could significantly improve bones and muscles and enhance aptitude.

Shouxin's eyes lit up and he trotted back to the Hundred Medicinal Garden.

Yan Xiu came to the edge of the cliff and felt the breeze on his face.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

Helian Cheng lowered his head even lower after hearing this, and said sincerely: "Master, you are so powerful, I am convinced."

If someone has the ability to kill you with one punch and you still insist on being stubborn, it is not a question of submission or not, it is a question of your brain.

"Who is your master? Why have you been challenging various sects recently and taking away their plaques?"

Yan Xiu sat cross-legged and practiced.

Helian Cheng scratched his head and said, "I don't have a master. I learned all these skills from books."

Yan Xiu had just given the first hint, and this guy started to tell his experiences like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

Helian Cheng was born in Linwu County, Cangzhou.

His mother died during childbirth because one of his ancestors had held the highest rank in government. His father, who had been strong all his life, hoped that he would become a scholar and bring honor to the family, thus recreating the glory of his ancestors.

However, the world is unpredictable. At the end of the Jin Dynasty, various princes were fighting everywhere, and Linwu County was naturally not immune to the ravages of war.

As the saying goes, bandits are like combs, and soldiers are like rakes. During the war, the plaque bestowed by the emperor on the Helian family was also stolen, and the entire family, except for Helian Cheng who hid in the chimney, were killed by the rebels.

From then on, the young boy lived on the streets, and one day he found a secret book behind a Buddha statue in a temple.

Thanks to the years in private school, Helian Cheng understood that this was a martial arts secret book. Unfortunately, he had no famous teacher to guide him and no elixirs to help him. It took him three or four years to get started.

Maybe it was God's will, or maybe Helian Cheng was just a martial arts genius.

After entering the door, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. He broke through the third level in one year, and reached the middle third level in just three years. At that time, he was only twelve years old.

He practiced like this for a long time, and eventually reached the upper third level.

It was not until he heard that the martial arts conference would gather countless heroes and make friends through martial arts that he became interested in participating.

After that, he defeated many young talents from various sects and won the first place.

Helian Cheng originally thought that his footprints and name would be spread throughout the Yuan Dynasty, but he did not expect to die on the way to Yan Xiu.

After hearing this, Yan Xiu complained madly in his heart.

Isn’t this a perfect protagonist script?

Fortunately, I am cultivating an immortal, otherwise, meeting this guy would most likely become a stepping stone for him to become famous.

"Where's your secret book?"

Helian Cheng suddenly smiled awkwardly.

"sold."

Yan Xiu's mouth twitched when he heard this.

Good guy, I'm just good guy!

Sold?!

"The secret book is only a few pages long. I read it five or six times and memorized it."

"I was almost starving to death at that time, so I didn't have time to care about these things. In the end, I was sold to an old beggar with thin cheeks, tangled hair and a goatee." Helian Cheng gestured and said.

Hearing this, Yan Xiu couldn't help but sigh that this boy is indeed a genius.

An ordinary martial artist would probably not be able to comprehend even a little bit of a secret manual of martial arts in his entire life, but Helian Cheng was able to remember it firmly after reading it only a few times, and even cultivated it to the upper third level. How could he not be impressed?

"What about the plaque?"

Helian Cheng suddenly became serious and looked solemn.

"My father said that the greatest honor for a scholar is to be appreciated by the emperor and be granted calligraphy and plaques. I think the same should be true for cultivation. I saw that the plaques are similar to the ones in my house, otherwise why would they be hung on the gate? So I took them down."

"What about the plaques?"

"Chop it to make a fire. That thing is so big, why should I bother carrying it?" Helian Cheng said as a matter of course.

Yan Xiu was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Is there no one to stop you from doing such a shameless thing?"

Speaking of this, Helian Cheng became extremely angry.

"Of course there are a few of them. When I was sparring with their disciples and I was only one move away from winning, there were always a few old men who came out to disrupt and stop me."

Martial arts competitions require one to stop at a certain point. If Helian Cheng understood this, he would naturally understand why those seniors tried to obstruct them.

Just when he was about to ask something else, a line of words suddenly popped up in front of him.

Survival rewards are here.

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