The Great Immortal with Boundless Magical Power

Jinfu Restaurant, guest rooms on the sixth floor.

The upper three floors of this restaurant are guest rooms, which are beautifully decorated and luxuriously furnished.

When Xiang Zhengye was in Doucheng, most of them lived here. The waiters and shopkeepers of the restaurant were also very familiar with this Jindan master.

Seeing Xiang Zhengye coming in, everyone greeted him respectfully.

Xiang Zhengye just nodded slightly to the shopkeeper, and the others could only do it without seeing it.

Things went smoothly today, and Xiang Zhengye was in a very good mood. Returning to the guest room, he checked the magic circle with his spiritual consciousness through the door.

The room's magic circle is sealed inside and outside, leaving traces no matter whether it goes in or out. It seems that the formation has not moved, which proves that the man named Wuji has not gone out.

The other party was quite smart and did not take advantage of the opportunity to run around, thus saving him a lot of trouble.

Xiang Zhengye used the bronze medal to unlock the magic circle. After pushing the door in, he closed the door and used the magic circle to seal the room again.

Whatever they want to say is a secret. If others heard it, it would cause an uproar.

The man was sitting at the tea table in the guest room, his posture upright but giving off a relaxed feeling.

Maybe it's because of his pure golden eyes, which exude calmness in his bones.

Xiang Zhengye admired the other party's ability to be calm and calm under such circumstances. It sounds simple, but in fact, few people can do it.

As a mid-stage Jindan master, Xiang Zhengye's spiritual consciousness was very keen, and he noticed that the other party had changed his sword.

This sword is obviously longer, the lotus-shaped sword jaw is very simple and simple, and the slender blade hidden in the scabbard carries a fierce and domineering aura.

Fortunately, the opponent can completely suppress the sword. Even if he is sitting with the sword, he will not look murderous.

Xiang Zhengye couldn't help but take a second look at the sword. He couldn't see the blade. With his eyesight and spiritual awareness, he judged that the sword should be of the third level, far better than the man's previous sword.

This man actually has a good third-level sword!

He was slightly surprised, but he didn't pay much attention.

It is normal for a swordsman to carry several swords. With this man's peerless swordsmanship, there is a top-quality sword that matches his status.

Xiang Zhengye did not become wary because of this. He never felt that the other party dared to make a move against him.

No matter how good the opponent's sword skills are, he is still a foundation-building monk. As long as he activates his Yang Qi, no matter how powerful your sword skills are, you will still be burned to ashes by his Yang Qi.

Not to mention that this is Doucheng, one of the main cities of Wanfeng City, and there are masters of Wanfeng Sect everywhere.

On the first floor, there is even a Nascent Soul Lord sitting in charge. For a city built in the heart of a mountain, its magic circle and the mountain peak are combined into one place, doubling its power.

Even if the outsider Nascent Soul Lord dares to act recklessly here, there will be no return.

Xiang Zhengye felt that the other party was a smart man and would not do such stupid things.

He didn't pay much attention to the sword and just said casually: "The matter has been settled. You can go on stage to fight the day after tomorrow."

Xiang Zhengye took out a booklet from his sleeve and placed it on the table, "These are the rules of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Platform. You can take a good look at it."

The matter has been settled, and Xiang Zhengye is not afraid of the other party going back on his word.

Gao Xian casually put the book into his sleeve and asked, "Where is the elixir?"

Xiang Zhengye smiled slightly: "I keep my word."

He said generously and put a jade box on the table. It didn't matter if he gave the elixir first. Anyway, the opponent wouldn't be able to fight on stage with the elixir.

In the battle at the Ten Thousand Tribulations Platform, you cannot bring any personal magic weapons.

Once the other party dies, the things will naturally fall into his hands. Now it's just a matter of keeping it for the other party first.

Gao Xian opened the jade box and found three pure gold elixirs inside.

The spiritual medicinal power of these nine-turn elixirs has been refined to the extreme. Therefore, the elixirs are relatively small and as hard as gold. Not a trace of spiritual medicinal power is leaked out, and there is no smell of medicinal fragrance.

As a second-level alchemy master, Gao Xian knew right away that this was the Nine Transformation Qianyuan Formation Refining Pill as soon as he got it.

Gao Xian was also a little happy. These three elixirs were worth thousands of high-grade spiritual stones. He wanted to go to Wanbao Tower to buy them but he didn't know what trouble he would get into.

This world actually has various hidden rules.

What kind of cultivation level, what kind of magic weapon and property match it. If it doesn't match, something will go wrong.

A second-level foundation-building monk carrying a third-level magic weapon can easily arouse the greed of Jindan Master and lead to unexpected events.

This is like Wu Dalang marrying a beautiful daughter-in-law. Without Ximen Qing, many people will miss her.

Wanbaolou is too proud of his status to mess around with a small outsider who holds so much money, but other monks will definitely be tempted.

Thousands of high-grade spiritual stones are enough for Jin Dan to take action. This is not only true for Wanfeng City, but also for Qingyun City.

Among the cultivators in the world, how many of them are cultivating hard just to reason with others just for the sake of cultivating well?

With great power, it is natural to obtain matching benefits. This is a rule that everyone silently follows.

Just as if he had achieved a first-class golden elixir, Yun Zaitian would look upon him with admiration and give him various benefits. Their essence is the same.

It's just that the sect must also respect order, and furthermore, benevolence, justice, etiquette, and trustworthiness. This is also to unite people.

If we just talk about interests, people's hearts will definitely be corrupted.

Gao Xian has been in this world for more than 20 years and is already familiar with its rules. He knew very well how dangerous it was for a person to travel to a different place, not to mention that he had a huge sum of money and wanted to buy precious elixirs.

It was very smooth for him that the matter could be resolved in this way, and he was very satisfied with it.

Gao Xian closed the jade box and put away the Nine-turn Spirit Pill.

He stood up formally and raised his hands to Xiang Zhengye: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Xiang Zhengye waved his hand indifferently and said, "Just work hard."

As he was speaking, he saw a flash of sharp blue light coming.

The powerful spiritual consciousness of Jin Dan allowed Xiang Zhengye to see clearly that the green light was a pure sword blade four feet long, that it was Gao Xian who was holding the sword and slashing, and that the faint wheel of light was rotating behind Gao Xian.

The distance between the two sides was ten steps, and in a moment, Gao Xian had already slashed in front of him with his sword.

A snap of the fingers equals sixty moments.

Xiang Zhengye has never used a moment to calculate time. For Jindan Zhenren, a moment is too short.

Until now, Xiang Zhengye could only use a moment to calculate the time because the person opposite was too fast.

This man concentrated all his sword energy on the four-foot green edge. When he drew the sword, there was no vibration of the sword energy. Only a sharp sword whistle was left when the sword blade broke through the air.

The sword blade moved at such a rapid speed is still extremely stable, and even has a bit of lightness and agility.

Xiang Zhengye's pupils continued to expand and expand, and the golden elixir between his brows was already running wildly with mana under the stimulation of his spiritual consciousness.

Yuanyang Qi, which he had practiced for more than three hundred years, completely exploded at this moment, turning into blazing flames and fiercely shooting out.

He also has a calming mirror, a nine-square shield of black light, and a robe of burning sun, all of which are extremely powerful self-defense weapons.

In a battle where the time was measured in seconds, Xiang Zhengye had no time to activate these spiritual weapons. Only his divine power, Yuanyang Gangqi, could immediately respond to his consciousness.

While Xiang Zhengye was frantically activating Yuanyang Qi, he felt a sense of despair in his heart.

There is no doubt that the opponent must be Jindan Zhenren, and the sword in his hand is also the third level of the best.

What's even more frightening is that this man's swordsmanship is peerless, and his escape skills are unparalleled.

This man was so scheming and vicious that he suddenly drew his sword and took action without any warning, without even giving him any time to prepare.

In a hurry, he exploded with all his strength, fearing that he would not be able to block the opponent's sword at all.

Sure enough, the flaming Yang Yangqi cracked a gap under the four-foot green front.

Without waiting for Zhengye to react, the four-foot green blade naturally turned into a thorn, and the blade penetrated between Zhengye's eyebrows and the back of his head.

The unparalleled sharp sword intent also instantly split Xiang Zhengye's golden elixir, splitting his soul and consciousness, and extinguishing all his vitality.

Yuanyang Gangqi, which exploded like a raging flame, was completely destroyed by this sword.

Xiang Zhengye stood there blankly, with only a flash of solid, sharp green light remaining in his empty, lifeless eyes.

Movement can happen in a moment, life or death can happen within ten steps.

The low whistle of the sword also stopped abruptly.

Gao Xian gracefully sheathed his sword, untied Xiang Zhengye's storage bag with a quick movement, and packed Xiang Zhengye with a storage charm.

At the same time, he activated his sword intent and forcibly cut through the soul mark on the storage bag.

Pour all the contents of the storage bag into another storage bag. The storage bag left by Xiang Zhengye was crushed by him with his sword, and then put away in the storage bag.

Xiang Zhengye is the true successor of Wanfeng Sect. Once he dies, the soul lamp will be extinguished. There must be a mark on this person's storage bag and it must be completely destroyed.

Gao Xian moved very quickly. From putting away the body to disposing of the storage bag, it only took twenty breaths.

He then used the cleaning technique to deal with the remaining bloody smell in the room, and also dispersed the scattered Yuanyang Qi.

Before Xiang Zhengye's magic power could really explode, he was killed by his sword. The traces of mana left behind are very weak and not difficult to dispel.

After making sure that no traces were left, Gao Xian locked the Qingyun Sect's Taiyuan Divine Phase clone, and the next moment he returned to the secret room of Xuanduyuan.

Not long after Gao Xian left, a cultivator came out of the air and forced his way into the room.

The huge noise of the magic circle being broken also startled the people in Jinfu Restaurant.

The shopkeeper hurried up and saw the door of a guest room wide open, with a woman in moon-white Taoist robes standing at the door.

The woman's appearance is beautiful and delicate, and her bright eyes are clear and somewhat innocent, just like a seventeen-year-old girl.

The shopkeeper was horrified after just one glance. He had seen this person from a distance, the Jindan Zhenren of the Wanfeng Sect, who was Yueshenxiu and the direct disciple of the Master of Transformation Shinto who Yue Wanfeng.

Such a person has a high status in Wanfeng Sect. He hurriedly lowered his head and bowed deeply, not daring to look at the other person again.

Yue Shenxiu turned around and looked at the shopkeeper. She said softly: "You are the shopkeeper, no courtesy. Does Master Xiang Zhengye live here?"

"Exactly." The shopkeeper replied hurriedly.

Yue Shenxiu walked around the room, her delicate eyebrows frowning slightly, and a look of doubt appeared in her bright eyes.

"There is still a trace of magic power left here... It should be left by Xiang Zhengye. It's just that the magic power is too weak. Was Xiang Zhengye killed instantly?"

Yue Shenxiu looked at the intact room and was very puzzled. Could it be that the one who did it was Nascent Soul? !

Xiang Zhengye's status in the sect was not high, but a true Jindan disciple was killed in Doucheng. This was simply a provocation, spitting in the face of the Taoist Master Huashen, and could not be tolerated.

For thousands of years, nothing like this has happened to the sect!

Wanfeng Sect quickly sent two Nascent Soul Lords to investigate the matter. Everyone in the sect was filled with indignation. Many people vowed to catch the murderer and make a blood sacrifice to the spirit of Zhengye in Heaven.

Xiang Zhengye's death soon caused a sensation in Wanfeng City. Jin Dayuan, the shopkeeper of Wanbao Pavilion, almost cried when he heard the news. Eight thousand high-grade spiritual stones plus three Qianyuan Transformation Divine Pills were all in vain!

How should he explain this dead debt to his superiors...