Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

At sunset!

The sky was gradually darkening, and the sun's rays were slowly fading below the horizon.

As the steel ship docked, Xu Chang and others finally successfully landed on the island in the center of the Firefly Sea, which is also the real base camp of Guiling Palace.

As soon as he got off the boat, what he saw was not the human skin lanterns, piles of bones, swarms of poisonous insects, and corpse oil lamp wicks that illuminated the devil's cave as Xu Chang had imagined.

What he saw, instead, was a bustling urban area.

Exquisite palaces, pavilions, halls and pagodas are scattered around in an orderly manner. Many merchants are setting up stalls and selling their wares along the street. A large number of Guiling Palace disciples are walking around here, and the sounds of bargaining can be heard one after another.

The goods sold here range from the most common furniture and daily necessities to various types of elixirs, talismans and magical instruments. Poisonous insects and poisonous insects are common items sold here. The entire city is full of life and is well-organized, much more lively than the docks outside.

"Don't get lost, follow me."

Zhang Xin said hello and goodbye to the merchants on the boat, then led Xu Chang and others through the bustling city.

"Why aren't these people afraid of your Guiling Palace?"

Xu Chang really couldn't help it. No matter what he saw at the dock outside Firefly Sea just now, or the scene he saw when he came to the island in the middle of the lake, it refreshed his three views. How could the demon monks get along with ordinary people?

"Because Sect Master Su has issued a strict order to open up trade and welcome merchants from all over the world to come and trade. Sect disciples are not allowed to force merchants who come here to buy or sell. In the commercial district, even the use of magic and the release of spiritual power are not allowed. Once discovered and reported and confirmed, the consequences will be."

Zhang Xin shook his head, as if he had thought of something cruel.

Of course, not all demon cultivators are honest. Especially when doing business with ordinary people, it is very common for them to do some tricks.

However, the business of Guiling Palace was getting more and more prosperous, and it did not harm the merchants and common people who came to do business.

The significance of this is self-evident.

Without sufficiently ruthless means, those demonic disciples with perverse temperaments would not be so obedient.

Xu Chang nodded thoughtfully. He had of course heard of Su Jie's name.

However, Su Jie's reputation is mostly associated with words such as cruel, inhumane, and evil.

What I heard from Zhang Xin about Su Jie now was somewhat different from what I heard in the past.

However, Xu Chang believes that this is not Su Jie's fault. Zhang Xin is a demon cultivator and will definitely speak for the leader of his own sect. His words will beautify everything about his own sect. The truth is still unknown.

At this time, the sky had gradually darkened. Xu Chang and others were walking when they suddenly felt a light above their heads and the surroundings became as bright as day. They thought someone was using magic and were shocked.

Xu Chang subconsciously looked at Zhang Xin. The other party had just said that the transaction here was harmless, but immediately someone started making trouble. Isn't this a slap in the face?

But soon, Xu Chang realized that he was wrong.

Because what illuminated the darkness was not the monks' magic, but the bright lights on the tops of the iron frames on both sides of the road.

Including the shops on the street, they also lit up with soft lights, illuminating the dim environment, and some of the lights were even colorful.

"What the hell."

Xu Chang had a question mark on his forehead and exclaimed, "You, Guiling Palace, are so wealthy that you use so many magic tools to replace oil lamps and lanterns for lighting? You have too much money and have nowhere to spend it, right?"

Zhang Xin was delighted and laughed loudly, "What kind of magic weapon is that? It's a kind of lamp, a gadget produced by the Puppet Hall. I don't know the principle of how it lights up, but it will be fine as long as it is powered and connected.

By the way, Puppet Hall is still promoting this kind of lamps, and has expanded power stations all over Qingzhou, saying that they want to make Qingzhou no longer dark at night. If you come down the mountain a few months later, you will be able to see it in many cities."

Xu Chang sensed it carefully and found that there was indeed no fluctuation that a magic weapon should have. He immediately blushed and felt like a country bumpkin coming to the city. He secretly regretted making a fuss and making a fool of himself by others.

The rest of the journey went smoothly. Zhang Xin led the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect into an ancient palace.

Step onto the white jade steps, push open the three-meter-high, heavy door made of star-magnetic brass, and after turning seven or eight times, you will arrive at a spacious martial arts field.

Near the martial arts arena are a number of mansions, each containing a special place for spiritual practice and meditation. They are connected to the underground spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy is much richer.

The lights here are also bright. Although it is already night, there are still many monks here.

Xu Chang took a quick look and saw the graceful female disciples of Miaoyin Temple, the tall disciples of Longhu Sect who were practicing body cultivation, and the elegant disciples of Yunhai Cave who were wearing white robes.

There are also many righteous sects that understand that the general trend is irreversible. In order to improve their relationship with Guiling Palace, they send real talents to study here.

These disciples sat cross-legged in the martial arts arena, talking and laughing with each other, creating a lively atmosphere.

When Xu Chang saw this scene, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Because he saw that there were clearly more than a dozen disciples from Guiling Palace among the crowd.

These Guiling Palace disciples discussed Taoism with the righteous disciples, and the scene was extremely harmonious. The two sides, who were supposed to fight to the death, actually sat together drinking tea and chatting.

Zhang Xin patted Xu Chang on the shoulder and introduced the rules here: "This is the academy where you will study. In addition to three meals a day, there will be special counselors in the morning to guide you in the knowledge of cultivation and answer your questions. Of course, it is up to you whether to listen or not. In the afternoon and evening, you can move freely. We don't restrict your freedom here. You can go to work, make friends, go to the library, whatever you want."

After that, Zhang Xin pointed to the martial arts arena and said, "I suggest you make friends with these people. They came here a few days earlier than you. If you have any questions, you can ask them."

After saying this, Zhang Xin found another house for Xu Chang, then turned around and left leisurely.

"Brother, should we go over there?"

As soon as Zhang Xin left, a junior sister from the Golden Sword Sect asked in a low voice, her eyes looking towards the martial arts arena.

"Why are you going? What's the point of discussing with those evil heretics? Are you going to discuss how to kill people and skin them?"

Xu Chang snorted coldly. As a sword cultivator, he had his own pride and disdained to be lumped together with those demon cultivators.

What's more, Xu Chang didn't think that Guiling Palace had anything to teach him. They were sword cultivators, not bug players, so their professions were not related.

He came to Guiling Palace with the idea of ​​just living a carefree life, and would return to the sect after half a year.

If he really studied with Guiling Palace here, and if the Jinjian Sect accused him of betraying the sect's principles when he returned, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he was right!

Upon hearing this, several disciples of the Golden Sword Sect had no choice but to follow Xu Chang back to the courtyard.

In the evening, several groups of disciples from the orthodox sects came and knocked on the door of the house, intending to chat with Xu Chang and others.

However, Xu Chang was unwilling to talk. He looked down on these righteous monks who went to flatter Guiling Palace. He was ashamed to associate with these guys and behaved very coldly and arrogantly.

These righteous monks would naturally not seek embarrassment if they were met with a cold shoulder.

Before leaving, I could still faintly hear these righteous cultivators saying things like, "These guys who practiced sword fighting have become stupid, their brains are so stubborn," "What's there to be proud of as a sword cultivator? If you have the ability, don't come here! Who are you trying to show off to?", "Sooner or later, they will suffer."

Xu Chang turned a blind eye, thinking that they were jealous of his noble character.

No words all night!

The next morning, before the morning mist had dissipated, several morning bells rang in the school.

Xu Chang stood up and saw groups of Qingzhou righteous disciples running to the martial arts field.

There, an old man with a sage-like appearance was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

The old man looked kind-hearted, with silver eyebrows hanging down and each one of them was snow-white. There was a green gourd hanging around his waist, and he held a whisk in his left hand and was pinching Taoist formulas with his right hand.

Invisible spiritual power surged, and thousands of runes could be vaguely seen flowing in the void, and the sound of the Tao was looming.

“Who is this person!”

Xu Chang's heart skipped a beat when he saw this old man with a sage-like appearance. The aura emanating from the other party was more than ten times stronger than that of his master who was at the third level of the Secret Treasure Realm. Seeing him was like a sparrow looking at an eagle or a stream seeing the sea. His aura was like an abyss, deep and unfathomable.

"Elder Tang!"

"Elder Tang!"

"Elder Tang!"

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The righteous disciples greeted him respectfully, their eyes unable to conceal their excitement. They quickened their pace and ran to grab the cushions on the ground, hoping to get closer to the old Taoist priest with an immortal look.

"Elder Tang, could it be Tang Peiqing, a great man in the Daotai realm? Is such a great figure giving us a lecture?"

In the Golden Sword Sect, several disciples were shocked when they heard the title of Elder Tang.

Before coming to Guiling Palace, the elders of Jinjianmen gave them some basic knowledge about the powerful people in Guiling Palace.

Among them is the Grand Elder Tang Peiqing, who has lived for hundreds of years and is a genuine Daotai realm powerhouse.

These Golden Sword Sect disciples had not expected that Guiling Palace would be so generous. They had thought it would be great to have an elder from the Secret Treasure Realm preaching, but it turned out that a powerful person from the Daotai Realm came to explain in person.

"I will continue my lecture today. This time I will talk about the key points from the fifth to the sixth level of the Soul Condensation Realm. I hope it will be helpful to everyone here who wants to improve and become an inner sect disciple."

Tang Peiqing stroked his snow-white goatee with a kind expression as he began to speak slowly: "The reason why the ways of the gods and immortals are different from those of the common people is that they value immortality. As the saying goes, if gold and jade are in the nine orifices, the dead will be immortal. If brine sticks to the skin and marrow, dried meat and preserved food will not rot. How can it be surprising that if you take things that are good for your body and life into yourself, you will live forever?"

His tongue blossomed, the sound of Tao spread, and those righteous disciples who were listening were fascinated. Some were immersed in it, listening and comprehending, while others frantically took notes, preparing to go back and study it carefully.

"It's just a means to seduce me. It's not worth mentioning."

Xu Chang resisted the urge to run to attend the lecture and forced himself to stand still like a mountain.

But some young disciples of the Golden Sword Sect did not have such great self-control. This was the sermon of a powerful Taoist master!

In the Golden Sword Sect, they had no chance of hearing a strong person of this realm preaching, and it was impossible for a strong person of the Daotai realm to be willing to answer questions and resolve doubts for these disciples from the outer sect of the Yunling Realm.

Not to mention the strong ones in the Taotai realm, even the elders in the Secret Treasure Realm would not preach to them specifically, as that is exclusive to the inner disciples.

Especially for many outer disciples, Tang Peiqing still talked about the key points of cultivation to break through the fifth to sixth level of the Soul Condensation Realm.

The fifth and sixth levels of the Soul Yun Realm are the dividing line between outer disciples and inner disciples. For many outer disciples, this is an absolutely great opportunity.

"Brother, my stomach hurts a bit, I need to go to the toilet first."

As the sermon began, a fellow disciple from the Golden Sword Sect covered his stomach with a look of unbearable pain.

Without waiting for Xu Kai to speak, he pushed the door open with a whoosh, and with his legs moving very quickly, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, I'm hungry. I'll go get some food."

A junior sister also rolled her eyes and said something in a delicate voice.

Then she took lotus steps, jiggling her little butt, and hurried out of the room.

Xu Chang finally reacted and glared sternly at the two remaining brothers who were ready to make a move.

"Why, you guys are going to run away too? Have you forgotten your master's teachings? Where's your arrogance as a swordsman?"

The two young disciples of the Golden Sword Sect who originally wanted to slip away looked at their senior brother who was blocking the door with bitter faces and could only speak with a look of grievance.

"Brother, you misunderstood me. I didn't want to go to the lecture. I'm different from Junior Sister Jia Chuchu. I'm not hungry."

"Brother, I am the same. Yu Ning is too disloyal. He is already at the fifth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, but he still has a stomachache. He must be greedy for the preaching of the Daotai Realm elder. When he comes back, I will definitely criticize him severely."

After hearing what his two junior brothers said, Xu Chang's expression improved. He scolded them a few more words, telling them not to have anything to do with Guiling Palace, and then turned around to close the door.

However, when Xu Chang walked to the door, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

Because he saw his two junior brothers and sisters. Yu Ning, who had just complained of a stomachache, now came to the martial arts field, sat on a cushion, and listened to the teachings with shining eyes. He did not look uncomfortable at all.

Her own junior sister was even more excessive. She showed no sign of girlish reserve at all and pushed aside several righteous monks.

Amid the angry glares of other righteous disciples, she acted cute while bowing and apologizing, and taking advantage of her status as a female cultivator, which made it difficult for others to fight with her, she forced her way to the front so that she could better listen to Tang Peiqing's sermon.

"How despicable! Too despicable! The pride of us sword cultivators has been completely ruined by these two bastards."

Xu Chang's face turned pale with anger. He was very angry with these two people.

He said last night that he wanted to keep a distance from Guiling Palace, but today two of his junior brothers and sisters went straight to listen to his teachings. They betrayed him too quickly.

Xu Chang slammed the door shut and turned around to see the eager eyes of his two fellow apprentices behind him. They were looking at the fellow apprentices outside with envy, as if they couldn't wait to join them.

"Still looking? Take back your eyes."

Xu Chang snorted coldly, awakening the two and warning them: "I tell you, there is nothing good about the preaching of Guiling Palace. They only know sword cultivation. The things in our Jinjian Sect are enough for you to learn for a lifetime."

The two disciples shrank their necks and dared not say anything.

But what he is thinking in his heart is unknown to outsiders. After all, the one who is preaching is a powerful person in the Daotai realm!

Boom boom!

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

A disciple from Guiling Palace brought breakfast and looked at the people in the room curiously. He said, "Hey, aren't you guys going to listen to the lecture? Elder Tang is giving a lecture in person. This opportunity doesn't come every day!"

This sentence seemed to touch Xu Chang's reverse scale. He was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He said angrily: "Listen? I, Xu Chang, would rather starve to death, die outside, or jump off from here than listen to you."

This voice was extremely firm and carried an attitude that could not be questioned. Xu Chang was such a determined swordsman that he would not betray his own sect. (End of this chapter)