Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

“Spiritual Pivot, is that person really a rogue cultivator?” A young Taoist with red hair and white temples, holding a horsetail whisk, asked Spiritual Pivot with a solemn expression.

This mountain peak, twenty miles north of Zhangjiawan, overlooked Zhang Yuanjing's cave dwelling. With the strength of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he could clearly see the scene outside the cave dwelling.

As Zhang Yuanjing expected, Spiritual Pivot did not return to the Crimson Cloud Palace to gather manpower, but instead found a convenient place nearby to monitor his movements.

At this time, there were still two days before the transaction time agreed upon by Spiritual Pivot and Zhang Yuanjing.

After receiving Spiritual Pivot's report, Grand Elder Spiritual Sword of the Crimson Cloud Palace attached great importance to it and immediately summoned the Second Elder Spiritual Bamboo and the Third Elder Spiritual Luck, who were handling affairs outside, and sent them to Meng Mountain.

These two were both in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, plus Spiritual Pivot in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, which was naturally enough to deal with Zhang Yuanjing, who was also in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Before leaving, Spiritual Sword warned Spiritual Bamboo and Spiritual Luck not to underestimate the enemy, saying that the other party might not be a rogue cultivator without any backing, and might have a great background. He instructed them to find out the situation before taking action.

“Senior Brother Spiritual Bamboo, I have asked him about his origin several times, but he has always been evasive and unwilling to say it clearly. Regardless of whether he has a background or not, anyway, we have already made our identity clear and declared the rules according to the rules set by the six factions. If he is unwilling to follow, he naturally cannot be regarded as one of the six factions. Killing him would be a waste, and no one would have anything to say.” Spiritual Pivot wanted to kill and seize treasures, so of course he would not reveal his suspicion of Zhang Yuanjing.

“He is also a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, so don't be careless. If it can be resolved peacefully, then resolve it peacefully. After all, we are establishing our own faction independently, and we cannot easily make enemies with others.”

This was a middle-aged cultivator in his forties, slightly bloated, with a round face and a natural smile, quite comical. He was Spiritual Luck, one of the three sons of the Crimson Cloud Palace.

“Hehe, I used the art of Qi Observation to observe that Taoist Zhang, and his age is not young, I estimate he doesn't have many years left to live. I think this cultivation base was also achieved through hard work, unlike a cultivator with a background!” Spiritual Pivot sneered, deliberately portraying Zhang Yuanjing as不堪.

“Oh, there is also this situation, why didn't you say it earlier?” Spiritual Bamboo frowned and said, somewhat dissatisfied with Spiritual Pivot's carelessness.

“This, Senior Brother Spiritual Bamboo, I really think that there is no need to be so careful when dealing with a wretched and cowardly person. Over the years, how many foreign cultivators have we driven away…”

“Where is he cowardly!” Spiritual Bamboo directly interrupted Spiritual Pivot's endless chatter and said somewhat angrily, “You warned him in the name of the Crimson Cloud Palace to stop fishing eight days ago, did he stop? If he was really scared, he would have run away long ago, how could he be deceived by your so-called exchange and wait in place! Besides, how can a cultivator who can take out a thousand-year-old nine-leaf Huangxi grass be ordinary! If he is really a rogue cultivator without any background, wouldn't he regard such a spiritual herb as a treasure, how could he casually put it at the entrance of the cave dwelling, let alone use it to exchange for things used by Qi Refining cultivators!”

After Spiritual Bamboo said this, Spiritual Pivot immediately broke into a cold sweat, his face pale, and he was speechless.

At this time, Spiritual Luck, who always had a smiling look, seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, smoothed things over and said, “It seems that this Taoist Zhang doesn't seem to think much of our Crimson Cloud Palace. Not only did he turn a deaf ear to Junior Brother Spiritual Pivot's warning, but he also didn't care whether we would send someone to deal with him.”

Spiritual Bamboo sneered, “That's the reason, so this person cannot be underestimated. However, anyone who dares to despise my Crimson Cloud Palace, no matter what his background is, must be resolutely打击. Otherwise, a hundred years of effort will be ruined!”

In the Crimson Cloud Palace, Spiritual Sword held the position of Grand Elder, with the highest cultivation and the strongest combat power, and was a figure like a sea-stabilizing needle. Spiritual Bamboo was in charge of the specific handling of palace affairs. This person's actions have always been strict and disciplined, and he dislikes his disciples being疏阔散漫 and随意而为 the most.

Spiritual Pivot secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Spiritual Luck gratefully, and respectfully asked for instructions, “Please instruct me, Senior Brother Spiritual Bamboo, how to deal with that Taoist Zhang?”

“First go and question him about the fishing. If he is still stubborn, then take action directly. My brother Spiritual Luck and I will be here to support you once you take action.”

Two days later, just as the sun rose from the river, Spiritual Pivot couldn't wait to fly to the front of Zhang Yuanjing's cave dwelling and shouted loudly, “Fellow Daoist Zhang, Spiritual Pivot of the Crimson Cloud Palace has come as agreed, please come out to meet!”

He had been staring at him on that mountain for ten days, and he was sure that Zhang Yuanjing had not left the cave dwelling for half a step.

“Fellow Daoist Spiritual Pivot, you have come too early, disturbing my清梦!” Zhang Yuanjing did not immediately leave the cave dwelling, but responded from inside. After a quarter of an hour, he opened the stone door and walked out leisurely.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang, I made a special trip to arrive two days early to inspect the Red Creek River. Not only has the Zhang clan's fleet not stopped fishing for crimson-finned fire-patterned fish, but they have intensified their efforts, setting nets everywhere from morning till night. You don't seem to have taken my warning to heart!” Spiritual Pivot said阴恻恻, his tone full of strong dissatisfaction.

“Hehe, you don't have to worry about the fishing. Anyway, I can't eat a few fish a day with just one mouth, which is harmless to your Crimson Cloud Palace, so why should you care so much. On the contrary, did you bring the things I mentioned last time? If you have brought them all, let's start the transaction.”

Zhang Yuanjing felt a little strange about Spiritual Pivot's performance, and he didn't believe that he was here to protect the interests of the Crimson Cloud Palace.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang, if you don't stop fishing, our transaction cannot be done. Moreover, I have to enforce the law on behalf of the palace and punish you!” Spiritual Pivot said firmly.

“Oh, interesting, then I, Zhang, would like to see what means you have!” Zhang Yuanjing was wearing the yellow robes of the Houtu Sect, with his hands behind his back, and said with a look of disdain.

He had made up his mind that as long as the other party appeared with a large number of reinforcements, he would run away directly. Anyway, he had already packed up the items in the cave dwelling a few days ago.

“Since Fellow Daoist Zhang is determined to oppose my palace and is unwilling to reveal his origin, then don't blame me for not showing any affection for fellow Taoists!”

After saying that, Spiritual Pivot sacrificed a milky white bead the size of an egg and slowly shook it towards Zhang Yuanjing.

This bead emitted a faint blue light, and water vapor rose around it, and the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Its name was Five Water Hidden Fire Bead, which was refined from the eyeballs and teeth of crimson-finned fire-patterned fish that were more than a hundred years old. It was also a spiritual weapon that combined water and fire, but it focused more on water magic and was good at trapping and disturbing enemies.

His plan was naturally to trap this person first, and then let the two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators attack.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't care when he saw that it was a water-attribute spiritual weapon. He just accumulated the power of Houtu and prepared for a thunderous blow, while his divine sense was fully opened and he patrolled everywhere, guarding against the attack of a strong enemy.

Spiritual Pivot, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, dared to take the initiative, so he must have something to rely on, either a spiritual weapon or strong reinforcements.

After the Five Water Hidden Fire Bead approached Zhang Yuanjing within three feet, a white mist sprayed out, covering Zhang Yuanjing's head.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't know what this mist was for, and he didn't dare to let it get close to him, so he agitated his mana and waved his sleeves, bringing up gusts of strong wind to blow away the mist.

However, in the next moment, the white mist gathered again and spread towards him again. He used his mana to blow it twice, and seeing that the effect was not good, he moved his position to avoid the white mist.

However, at this time, the Five Water Hidden Fire Bead was like a maggot on a bone. As long as he moved, the bead would move with him, and the speed was only faster and faster.

Zhang Yuanjing secretly praised him, unexpectedly, the Foundation Establishment of this small sect could use a spiritual weapon casually, which was quite extraordinary.

However, he was not afraid, using the power of Houtu to spread all over his body, resisting the erosion of the water mist, and sacrificed the Xuanjing Great Axe, ready to go.

On the other hand, as soon as Spiritual Pivot took action, Spiritual Bamboo and Spiritual Luck on the mountain peak ten miles away flew over rapidly.

Halfway through the flight, the two saw that Spiritual Pivot's Five Water Hidden Fire Bead released water mist to trap Zhang Yuanjing, but Zhang Yuanjing couldn't get rid of it, so they relaxed, thinking that Zhang Yuanjing was really as Spiritual Pivot expected, just a rogue cultivator without any backing, with only the realm of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but his strength was so weak.

“In that case, Junior Brother Spiritual Luck, after you go up, just cut this person down with your knife!” Spiritual Bamboo shook his head with some disdain and said to Spiritual Luck beside him.

Spiritual Luck smiled嘻嘻 and replied, “Understood!”

Zhang Yuanjing waited in the water mist for a few breaths, but no one appeared, so he was a little surprised, so he no longer worried, pointed his finger at the axe in his hand, and斬 out “劈山”. The axe, which had accumulated enough mana, flew out like a shooting star, directly劈向 Spiritual Pivot's head.

Spiritual Pivot was complacent, thinking that he was sure to win, but he saw a ten-foot-long axe flying out of the water mist, with a monstrous aura and the power to split mountains and crack the ground. His right hand quickly pinched a magic formula and used a defensive spiritual weapon from the storage bag, which was a page of golden foil.

However, this attack came too suddenly, and the power of the gold foil had not been fully released, and he heard a “嗤” sound, and it was split in half by the giant axe.

Not only did the momentum of the giant axe not slow down, but it became even more violent.

Although Spiritual Pivot was not flustered in a hurry, while retreating violently, he sacrificed a small black wooden shield, generating rolling water currents to block in front of the giant axe.

This was a water-based defensive spiritual weapon, and its power was not weak from the aura it emitted.

Unfortunately, the giant axe was filled with earth-attribute mana. As soon as the rolling water currents came into contact with the giant axe, their spirituality was greatly damaged and they became stagnant, without exerting much blocking effect.

With a flash of white light, the sharp blade of the giant axe split the black wooden shield open like cutting vegetables, and went like a shooting star,斬 Spiritual Pivot, who had retreated only three feet, into two pieces.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanjing flew out of the water mist, and the Binding Spirit Hoe flashed, and he picked up the bead that had lost its owner and put it into the storage bag.

In order to avoid attracting attention, he hid the storage bracelet that only Core Formation cultivators would wear, and only left a storage bag on his waist.

The situation on the field took a sharp turn, catching Spiritual Bamboo and Spiritual Luck, who were close at hand, off guard and dumbfounded.

Spiritual Bamboo reacted first and shouted, “Good you thief, how dare you kill someone from my Crimson Cloud Palace, no matter where you come from, you must pay with your life!”

Zhang Yuanjing looked up and saw two Foundation Establishment cultivators, one fat and one thin, one green and one white, flying towards him from the air. Both of them were in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, with thick aura and profound cultivation, obviously not weak.

As soon as the two approached, they each sacrificed two flying knives, one black and one red, to attack Zhang Yuanjing.

This was a unique skill of the Crimson Cloud Palace, called Yin Yang Demon Slaying Knife, which took the path of water and fire blending and yin and yang combining.

The Yin knife was strange and fast, and the Yang knife was fierce and brave. The two knives covered each other, often unexpectedly and attacking unprepared, causing the opponent to suffer a great loss in an instant.

When practiced to a high level, the two knives combined can be rigid or soft, and their power is greatly increased. When combined, they can be divided, and they are divided and combined, dazzling and difficult to defend against.

Facing the four knives, Zhang Yuanjing's expression became serious and he was quite shocked. Generally, Foundation Establishment cultivators, because they have not cultivated a spiritual god and their soul power is still weak, can usually only control one spiritual weapon to fight.

In the late stage of Foundation Establishment, the Niwan Palace is opened up, the soul is strengthened, and two, three, or more spiritual weapons can be used one after another, but the several spiritual weapons cannot be perfectly coordinated, and usually only operate according to the magic formula instructed by the cultivator in advance.

Only those with strong souls can control two or even three spiritual weapons to fight at the same time.

It was really surprising that two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators from this Crimson Cloud Palace could do the same thing, controlling two weapons at the same time, and using the technique of dividing and attacking.

Of course, what Zhang Yuanjing didn't know was that these Yin Yang Twin Swords were originally a set, and they were nourished by the cultivator's own mana for decades, so they were not restricted by the strength of the soul. All practitioners could control the two knives at the same time and use the technique of dividing and attacking.

Among the four knives, the two red ones are Yang knives and the two black ones are Yin knives. One red knife is like the rising sun, radiating light, and takes the middle road directly, attacking Zhang Yuanjing's face. One black knife, changing shape and position, looming, going up to the sky and entering the earth, rotating forward and backward, suddenly coming and going, without a trace to be found.

This was Spiritual Luck's double knives. This person focused on the Yin knife. The Yang knife was煌煌, only acting as a cover, and the Yin knife was hidden, launching a sudden killing opportunity. Any cultivator who fought him for the first time would suffer in this regard.

The other one red and one black, the knives that attacked from the left and right sides, were Spiritual Bamboo's knives. This person took the method of being upright, the two knives were balanced, the Yang knife had a great momentum, and there was a faint flash of fire, and the Yin knife was erratic, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Zhang Yuanjing changed the magic formula in his hand, and controlled the giant axe to turn into an axe shield, blocking the knife in the middle, while holding the Binding Spirit Hoe, his divine sense locked on the left and right knives, guarding against unexpected attacks. However, Spiritual Luck's Yin knife was erratic and difficult to grasp.

Spiritual Bamboo and Spiritual Luck were master brothers for more than a hundred years, and had experienced countless joint battles, and they were very tacit.

Immediately, the magic formula was 引, the Yin knife came out first, and attacked Zhang Yuanjing's left rib at a rapid speed, as fast as lightning.

Zhang Yuanjing had already been prepared, and the Binding Spirit Hoe struck obliquely, hitting the Yin knife's blade, and immediately拘走 a strand of Yin and soft mana. The Yin knife dimmed, shook slightly, and掠空 and returned. At this time, Spiritual Bamboo's Yang knife also reached his right chest, and Zhang Yuanjing subconsciously waved the Binding Spirit Hoe, and in the moment of hair,将之击飞.

Forcing Zhang Yuanjing to wave the Binding Spirit Hoe twice in an instant was exactly the opportunity that Spiritual Bamboo deliberately created for Spiritual Luck. Spiritual Luck's Yang knife only 引而不发 three feet in front of Zhang Yuanjing, confronting his Xuanjing Great Axe, but the Yin knife unknowingly bypassed the defense and斬 on his back with a “当” sound.

Zhang Yuanjing immediately felt毛骨悚然, subconsciously缩 back, and took a step forward. However, these were all after-the-fact actions and were of no avail. Spiritual Luck's Yin knife had already斬 his vitals. However, Zhang Yuanjing was unscathed, because his robes were a magic weapon and were not afraid of the attacks of such spiritual weapons.

Spiritual Luck originally thought that he would win with one knife and that the task was completed. He was about to收刀 easily, but he saw that Zhang Yuanjing was actually intact, and did not look injured at all. He was stunned and couldn't figure out what the problem was.

But Zhang Yuanjing reacted quickly, and the Binding Spirit Hoe 向后一勾,稳稳将 the Yin knife 拘住, and forcibly 收入 the storage bag.

"Junior Brother!" Ling Zhuzi also saw Zhang Yuanjing get stabbed and deduced that he must be wearing high-quality armor. Unlike Ling Yunzi, he didn't lose his composure and immediately shouted to wake him up.

However, his Yin Blade had already been taken away by Zhang Yuanjing, and most of his strength was gone.

"You restrain him, I'll attack!" Ling Zhuzi's heart sank, but he didn't panic. He immediately changed his tactics and continued to attack.

Knowing that Zhang Yuanjing's armor was extremely strong, he aimed his twin blades specifically at the neck and head, not seeking great power, but focusing on extreme speed.

Zhang Yuanjing had always focused on defense, and speed was his weakness. Ling Zhuzi's combination of attacks left him in a flurry, struggling to cope. Fortunately, he only needed to defend above the neck, so he barely managed to defend completely, without giving Ling Zhuzi and Ling Yunzi any opportunity.

Ling Zhuzi's fighting style consumed mana extremely quickly. Before a quarter of an hour had passed, he was already running out of steam, and his attacks gradually slowed down. Although he and Ling Yunzi couldn't take down Zhang Yuanjing for the time being, they didn't think Zhang Yuanjing could do anything to them either.

Once the two sides engaged, their respective techniques and characteristics were revealed. Zhang Yuanjing's earth-attribute techniques and heavy fighting style were also seen by both of them, so they naturally wouldn't give Zhang Yuanjing the chance to build momentum and unleash a killer move.

Seeing that their attacks were weakening, Zhang Yuanjing knew his chance had come. With a wave of his hand, he threw out the Yin Wind Blade. The black curved blade flashed in the air and then concealed its aura, disappearing without a trace.

Ling Zhuzi and Ling Yunzi searched back and forth with their divine sense, but found nothing unusual, and didn't know what that fleeting black light was. However, since they had used the Yin-Yang Demon Slaying Blades for many years, they were naturally very sensitive to stealth attacks. They immediately sped up the hand gestures. Ling Yunzi retracted the Yang Blade to protect them both, while Ling Zhuzi accelerated his twin blade attacks again, putting pressure on Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing was not someone with a powerful soul, and could only fully control one spiritual weapon at a time. When he was surrounded by Ling Zhuzi and Ling Yunzi's four blades, most of his divine sense was on the Soul-Binding Hoe, and a small part was on the Xuanjing Great Axe. The axe was only defending against Ling Yunzi's Yang Blade in front of him, according to his initial hand gestures. The only spiritual weapon he was truly controlling in real-time was the Soul-Binding Hoe.

If the robe hadn't been a piece of defensive equipment that didn't need to be controlled, then Ling Yunzi's blade would have taken his life.

At this time, the reason why Ling Zhuzi strengthened his attack was to force him to continue focusing all his divine sense on the Soul-Binding Hoe and the Xuanjing Great Axe, leaving him no time to control the black light he had just released.

This move hit Zhang Yuanjing's weakness, and he had no choice but to defend with all his strength, temporarily abandoning the attack.

However, there was one variable that Ling Zhuzi and Ling Yunzi didn't know about, and that was the special function of the Soul-Binding Hoe. Previously, the Soul-Binding Hoe had struck Ling Zhuzi's Yin-Yang twin blades many times, intercepting a large amount of spiritual power, causing the power of the twin blades to plummet.

Although Ling Zhuzi noticed the abnormality during the high-intensity battle, he didn't have time to investigate it in detail, and only thought that it was because he had forcibly increased his attack speed, resulting in a doubled consumption of mana.

At this time, Ling Zhuzi once again wielded his blades like the wind. After colliding with the Soul-Binding Hoe many times, the power was greatly reduced, less than half of its peak, and the threat to Zhang Yuanjing naturally decreased sharply.

Realizing that something was wrong, Ling Zhuzi quickly transmitted his voice to Ling Yunzi: "Junior Brother, this person's spiritual weapon is strange and cannot be fought head-on. Let's attack together, force him back, and then escape immediately!"

Ling Yunzi was also an experienced person. He immediately pointed at the Yang Blade circling around them, and once again slashed straight at Zhang Yuanjing's head from the middle. His Yang Blade followed a path of heavy momentum and slowness, and was always used for restraint. It could barely be used for defense, but offense was definitely not its strength, and it could only go straight.

Zhang Yuanjing was naturally not afraid, and still raised his axe and shield, forcibly blocking Ling Yunzi's Yang Blade. The Soul-Binding Hoe in his hand was used to fight Ling Zhuzi's two flying knives with all his strength. In this way, he was at ease, but he still couldn't switch his divine sense to control the Yin Wind Blade.

Seeing this, Ling Zhuzi knew that the attack was no longer very useful. He immediately shouted "Go!" and turned to flee. His two flying knives also turned around and followed.

As for Ling Yunzi, because the Yang Blade was slow, he couldn't retract it immediately. He hesitated slightly, and finally ruthlessly abandoned the blade, turning around to fly away quickly.

At that moment, a black light flashed, cutting into Ling Yunzi's lower left rib, breaking through flesh and bones, and flying out from his right shoulder, cutting him in half. Ling Yunzi let out a rapid scream and died on the spot.

Hearing the sound, Ling Zhuzi turned his head and his eyes were about to split, but he knew that he was no match for the Taoist in front of him alone. He could only howl sadly and flee away.