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

After listening to this, Zhu Miao smiled bitterly and said, "Master, although it is not a problem to place people in the palace, if you want to find out the information about the Tianyuan Realm master, let alone the Demon Sect, I am afraid that there are not many people in the Great Yuan Realm who can do it."

Warriors at the Xiantian realm are already like elusive dragons, let alone warriors at the Tianyuan realm who are even more powerful than the Xiantian realm.

In the entire court, perhaps only the current emperor knows where the Tianyuan Realm master is.

Yan Xiu waved his hand and said, "You can arrange it for now. If it doesn't work, I will find another way."

Zhu Miao responded and slowly retreated.

After Zhu Miao left, Yan Xiu closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the scene in front of him changed into another one.

I saw a little golden light floating towards him in the air, lingering around his body.

As he walked out of the house, bits and pieces of golden light came from all directions, as if the dust was coated with a layer of gold powder.

We learned from the Zifu Immortal Scripture that this is the legendary golden body of merit!

However, I have only just started it, and I am still far from truly condensing the golden body of merit.

There are many ways to gain merit, such as releasing animals, eating vegetarian food or doing good deeds, but the amount of merit that can be obtained from these is pitifully small.

Of course, there are other ways to accumulate great merit, but the Purple Mansion Immortal Sutra does not explain them in detail. It only mentions them briefly in various mysterious words, and the details are unknown.

Based on what he knew from his previous life, Yan Xiu guessed that there were not many things that could accumulate great merit.

Such as Nuwa refining stones to repair the sky and Confucius educating the people.

So if you count it this way, I saved thousands of people who were about to starve to death by using the method of forcing things to grow. This should also be considered a great merit, right?

It is said that after successfully condensing the golden body of merit, one can open the gate to heaven, enter the fairyland, and be ranked among the immortals.

After thinking about it, he spread his consciousness to explore the source of the golden light.

"Is that really the case?"

After a moment, Yan Xiu withdrew his consciousness.

This golden light of merit really came from the common people in Daming Prefecture just as he had expected, and most of them were the people who had suffered from famine and were saved by Yan Xiu's forced growth.

With a close of the eyes and a reopening of the eyes, the world returned to normal.

Although one can be enlisted at the end of the universe, being listed in the immortal class has no appeal to Yan Xiu at all.

What the gods seek is nothing more than immortality. I already have it now, so why should I pursue things that restrict myself?

At the foot of the mountain, a sharp sword intent shot straight into the sky, and even the Stop Sword could not withstand it, making a buzzing sound.

After an incense stick of time, Shou Yuan ran up and said anxiously, "Big Brother, someone is here to challenge you!"

Although Shou Yuan was not sure about the cultivation level of the person who came, he had been with Yan Xiu for a long time and was naturally influenced by him. He knew that the person who could have such sword intent was definitely not an ordinary person.

At this time Zhu Miao also rushed over. He looked solemn and said seriously.

"Master, this man's name is Xu Zhiqing, also known as Cang Jian. He became famous during the Yongguan period of the previous dynasty. Back then, he slaughtered hundreds of people from the thirty-six camps of Qianzhou with just a sword's energy without making a move.

It is said that the Jin imperial family wanted to invite him to suppress the rebellion of various princes, but he refused. Now, decades later, his cultivation is probably comparable to that of nature, and he should not be underestimated. "

Zhu Miao took a few steps forward and added in a low voice: "In the martial arts world, Xu Zhiqing is one of the three innate warriors who is most likely to be the first to enter the Tianyuan realm."

Hearing this, Yan Xiu nodded slightly, thinking that this was more appropriate. If only those who came were unknown people, then he would have worked in vain for so long.

After Zhu Miao finished speaking, Yan Xiu walked towards the Taoist temple's gate.

Shouyuan had already told the disciples in the temple the news, and they all put down what they were doing and followed.

Being able to witness the immortal Taoist priest in action with their own eyes is something they can brag about for the rest of their lives.

In front of the mountain gate, a figure stood.

Although Xu Zhiqing looked untidy with a beard, his eyes were as sharp as a sword. His black hair was mixed with strands of white, and was tied into a ponytail with straw. In his right hand, he held an ordinary sword, and the sword intent contained in it was ready to be unleashed.

The saying "don't judge a book by its cover" is fully reflected in him.

"Who is this guy? He actually dared to challenge the young Taoist priest. I'm afraid he doesn't know how powerful he is."

"This man was a world-famous swordsman in the previous dynasty. He disappeared after the fall of the Jin Dynasty. I heard that he went to another dynasty. I didn't expect to see him fight in my lifetime."

"This man has been famous for a long time. I wonder if the young Taoist priest can beat him?"

"My eldest brother is an immortal, how come he can't beat a mortal warrior?!"

The conversation between the Fuzhen Temple disciples and the pilgrims became increasingly heated, and they were determined to decide the winner verbally.

Just then, Yan Xiu came slowly, followed by a group of people.

"The young Taoist priest is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd stopped arguing.

Xu Zhiqing took out something from his arms, snapped his fingers, and shot it towards Yan Xiu at high speed.

"Is this yours?"

Yan Xiu took it, opened his palm and saw that it was the fragment of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talisman that he had given to Helian Cheng.

"Although that boy's swordsmanship is still a little lacking, the sword techniques he used are rare in the world, so I came here today to ask for advice."

"I have been preparing this sword-hiding technique for thirty years. If you can force me to unsheathe my sword today, I will not blame you even if I die!"

After saying this, he gently stroked the sword in his hand, his eyes full of love and affection.

Even though the sword had not been unsheathed, everyone present could feel the tremendous sword intent emanating from it.

How shocking will the sword moves that have been stored for thirty years be?

"Then please try your best, senior. If you lose, please leave your life's skills behind."

Yan Xiu naturally also sensed the sword intent that was ready to be unleashed, but he didn't care. Defeating a Xiantian realm master was a piece of cake for him.

"Then it depends on whether you have this ability!"

A sharp sword intent burst out from Xu Zhiqing's whole body, and the aura swept in all directions.

Then countless sword energies appeared out of nowhere and attacked Yan Xiu one after another.

Yan Xiu placed his right hand on the Ziyuan Sword and shattered the sword energy with a casual wave of his left hand.

Without waiting for Xu Zhiqing to attack again, Yan Xiu pulled out the Ziyuan Sword.

A dazzling light like the sun slowly rose from the mouth of the Ziyuan sword scabbard. At this moment, it seemed that all the light between heaven and earth was suppressed by it, and only that light was left as far as the eye could see.

Swish!

The next second, Yan Xiu swung the Ziyuan Sword in his hand, causing a howling gale.

A violent sword energy that was more than dozens of feet wide shot out, passing over everyone's heads and slashing towards the sky.

Xu Zhiqing's ponytail, which was tied up with straw, was blown away in an instant, and strands of snow-white black hair danced wildly in the wind.

If someone looked down from the sky, they would find that starting from where Yan Xiu was standing, the vast sea of ​​clouds was dispersed by the sword energy.

Xu Zhiqing was so shocked that he even stood there in a daze, forgetting to make a move. The sword in his hand fell powerlessly, and his eyes were lifeless.

"Is this the ultimate of kendo..."

Xu Zhiqing looked up at the sky and murmured.

He picked up the sword from the ground and pulled it out.

"I just realized after today's battle how ridiculous my so-called sword art is."

After saying this, he let out a miserable laugh and broke the sword.

Before leaving, Xu Zhiqing took out a secret book and threw it to Yan Xiu.

"A real man's word is his bond. He will accept defeat if he loses the bet!"

Long after Xu Zhiqing left, the field remained dead silent, as people seemed to still be savoring Yan Xiu's stunning sword move.

At this point, Xu Zhiqing's sword defeated the Zhenguan.

At the same time, the news spread like wildfire and spread throughout the world in just half a month.

The legendary figure who dominated two dynasties was defeated by an unknown little Taoist priest, which caused an uproar in the world of martial arts.