Chapter 267: The murderous intention of Cihang from the Changsheng Realm, Shang Xiuxun’s thoughts, t
The world of immortality, Cihang Jingzhai.
Above the towering fairy mountain, there are clouds and mist, and bursts of Buddhist sounds.
However, at this moment, there was a depressing atmosphere in Cihang Jingzhai.
Patriarch Jingyi knelt in the hall, his face ashen and his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.
Her voice was low, but it was filled with anger that could not be concealed: "Ancestor, the incense in the lower world has been completely cut off! My Cihang Jingzhai's Taoist lineage in the lower world has been uprooted! If I don't take revenge, how can I keep the face of Cihang Jingzhai?!"
Patriarch Dini sat on the lotus platform, her face still kind, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. She sighed softly and said, "I have sensed what happened in the lower world. But the passage between the upper world and the lower world has been closed. Without the guidance of the He family's divine jade, we can't go down to the lower world."
Upon hearing this, Master Jingyi clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms: "Master, are we just going to sit back and do nothing? The incense offerings from the lower world are the foundation of my Cihang Jingzhai. Now that it has been destroyed, this hatred is irreconcilable!"
Patriarch Dini looked deep in his eyes and said calmly, "Jingyi, calm down. This matter is not unsolvable. It just takes time."
"time?"
Patriarch Jingyi sneered. "Without the incense from the lower world, the Patriarch's breakthrough will be even more distant! If the murderer is allowed to go unpunished, where is the dignity of my Cihang Jingzhai?!"
Patriarch Dini nodded slightly, his tone a little cold: "You are right. This man destroyed the incense of my Cihang Jingzhai and our hope for the Tao! If he ascends to the upper realm, I will definitely skin him alive to avenge my hatred!"
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Grandmaster Jingyi's eyes, and he whispered, "Grandmaster, I have sent people to closely monitor the ascension points in the lower realm. We will investigate anyone who ascends from the lower realm Shenzhou one by one, and will not let any suspicious person go!"
Patriarch Dini nodded and said calmly: "You have done a good job on this matter. However, since that person can destroy the lower world Taoism of my Cihang Jingzhai, he must be no ordinary person. We must catch him!"
Grandmaster Jingyi nodded respectfully: "Disciple understands. I have arranged for people to secretly monitor the ascension point. Once a suspicious person is found, they will report to the Grandmaster immediately."
Patriarch Dini waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. This matter is of great importance. You must act with caution."
Patriarch Jingyi bowed and left, and peace returned to the hall.
Patriarch Dini sat alone on the lotus platform, looking deep into the distance, and whispered to himself: "The one who destroyed the incense of my Cihang Jingzhai... No matter who you are, as long as you ascend to the upper realm, you will be the mortal enemy of my Cihang Jingzhai!"
Her voice was icy cold, as if it contained endless murderous intent.
Tianqin World, Pegasus Ranch.
As the sun sets, the golden afterglow shines on the vast grassland. The horses on the ranch are leisurely eating grass, with occasional neighs from the horses, making the scene seem quiet and peaceful.
In the center of the ranch, an exquisite attic stood high up. Inside the attic, Shang Xiuxun stood by the window, gazing into the distance with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
She was wearing a lavender long dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.
She had a beautiful face, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, skin whiter than snow, and an elegant temperament with a bit of heroism. However, at this moment, a layer of faint sadness shrouded her brows.
"Your Majesty... has been in seclusion for a long time." Shang Xiuxun whispered to himself, with a hint of loss in his voice.
Her love for Qin Shuang had long been buried deep in her heart.
The heroic scene of killing the four bandits that day had already been deeply imprinted in her mind.
Ever since Qin Shuang ascended the throne, she had been looking forward to marrying him. However, Qin Shuang was always busy with state affairs, and even practiced in seclusion, and never showed her any feelings.
"Could it be that... Your Majesty has no interest in me?" Shang Xiuxun pondered in his heart, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, the door of the attic was gently pushed open, and Sister Fu walked in. She was wearing a simple long dress and had a kind face. She was the housekeeper of Pegasus Ranch and the person Shang Xiuxun trusted the most.
"Miss, are you unhappy again?" Sister Fu walked to Shang Xiuxun and asked softly.
Shang Xiuxun nodded and whispered, "Sister Fu, His Majesty has been in seclusion for a long time. Should I...should I give up?"
As Shang Xiuxun's confidant, Sister Fu knew what she was thinking very well.
Sister Fu smiled slightly, gently took Shang Xiuxun's hand, and said softly: "Miss, His Majesty is the ruler of the world, and he is busy with all kinds of affairs. His seclusion and cultivation are also for state affairs. You don't have to worry too much, His Majesty must have you in his heart."
Shang Xiuxun raised her head, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes: "Really? But... Your Majesty has never expressed his feelings to me."
Sister Fu smiled and said, "Miss, you are the most beautiful woman in the world of Tianqin. How can His Majesty not be attracted? But as an emperor, His Majesty must focus on state affairs. When he comes out of seclusion, he will come to find you."
Shang Xiuxun blushed when she heard this, and whispered, "Sister Fu, you will comfort me."
Sister Fu shook her head and said firmly, "Miss, I am telling the truth. His Majesty will definitely come."
"Hopefully!"
Shang Xiuxun nodded slightly, looked up at the distant sky, and the light of hope rekindled in his eyes.
A world where mortals cultivate to become immortals.
The sea of stars, the star palace.
In a vast sea, the islands of the Star Palace are dotted like stars. On the islands, the palaces are majestic and the spiritual energy is rich, just like a fairyland.
In an exquisite attic, a beautiful woman with a slim figure sat cross-legged, with spiritual energy surrounding her, and it was obvious that she was practicing.
She was dressed in black, her skin was white as snow and jade, bright and dazzling. Her eyebrows were like black silk, her black hair was tied into a beauty bun on top of her head, a bunch of bangs gently covered her forehead, and the corners of her eyes were tilted upwards.
The straight nose bridge and slightly raised cheekbones match perfectly, showing pride yet elegance.
The figure is slim and the curves are exquisite.
She has a cheerful temperament, exudes aristocratic style, and is as beautiful as Kankan when she is dozing.
"Whoo~~~"
Dong Shu Ni slowly exhaled and opened her eyes.
Her cultivation had reached the foundation-building stage and her strength had greatly increased, but she still couldn't calm down.
"Qin Shuang...you bad guy!" Dong Shu Ni whispered to herself, with a complicated look in her eyes.
Her feelings towards Qin Shuang had long been a mixture of love and hate.
Back in the Tianqin world, she had a relationship with Qin Shuang, but they eventually parted ways for various reasons.
Now, she accidentally came to this Chaos Star Sea and became a disciple of the Star Palace. As time passed, her longing for Qin Shuang never diminished.
"Shenzhou... When can I go back?" Dong Shu Ni looked at the sea in the distance, her eyes full of melancholy.
After leaving Shenzhou, she thought she would never want to go back, but as time passed, her homesickness became deeper.
What she didn't know was that Qin Shuang, whom she loved and hated in her heart, had already come to the world of Mortal Cultivation.
"Junior sister, are you missing your hometown again?" A cold voice came from outside the door.
Dong Shu Ni turned around and saw a woman in white walking in. She was extremely beautiful and had a cool temperament. She was the proud daughter of Xing Palace - Ling Yuling. "Senior sister." Dong Shu Ni stood up and saluted respectfully.
Ling Yuling smiled slightly, walked to Dong Shu Ni's side, and said softly: "Junior sister, you are gifted and have established your foundation in a short time. You must have a bright future. Why do you always dwell on the past?"
Dong Shu Ni smiled bitterly and whispered, "Senior Sister, I...I just miss my hometown a little bit."
Ling Yuling nodded and said calmly: "The road to immortal cultivation is long, and it is inevitable to miss your hometown. However, since you have come to the Star Palace, you are a member of my Star Palace. In the future, you will definitely be able to carve out a place for yourself in this chaotic sea of stars."
Dong Shu Ni nodded, with a gleam of determination in her eyes: "Senior sister is right, I will work hard."
Ling Yuling smiled slightly, patted Dong Shu Ni on the shoulder, and said: "Practice well, and if there is a chance in the future, I will take you out for some experience."
Dong Shu Ni nodded gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Sister."
Ling Yuling turned and left, while Dong Shu Ni sat back on the futon, with a melancholy look in her beautiful eyes. She thought she could forget Qin Shuang, but...
In the bloody forbidden land, in a swamp full of dangers.
Qin Shuang walked alone in the blood-red fog. All around him was silent, with only the occasional sound of the wind and the low roar of monsters in the distance breaking the silence.
Suddenly, he paused and looked towards a stone forest not far away. There was silence all around.
Just as Qin Shuang was about to pass through the stone forest, two cold lights suddenly came from the darkness and headed straight for his vital points!
He is a disciple of Tianque Fort, and a disciple of Lingshou Mountain. The disciple of Lingshou Mountain has only one eye.
They are all at the twelfth level of Qi Refining Stage!
"Looking for death!" Qin Shuang snorted coldly, without moving, he just raised his hand slightly and punched out.
"boom!"
The wind from his fist was like a dragon, instantly shattering the incoming cold light.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Shuang's figure flashed like a ghost and appeared in front of a young man wearing Tianque Fort clothing.
"What?!" The disciple from Tianque Fort was horrified. Before he could react, Qin Shuang's fist had hit his chest.
"boom!"
With a dull thud, the disciple from Tianque Fort flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood and losing all breath.
"Brother!" Another one-eyed disciple from Lingshou Mountain rushed out from the darkness, his eyes full of fear and anger.
He held a long knife in his hand, the knife light was like a rainbow, and he rushed straight towards Qin Shuang.
He also swung out a giant black python from his spirit beast bag, comparable to the twelfth level of Qi Refining Stage!
However, Qin Shuang just waved his hand lightly, and an invisible force shattered his sword light.
At the same time, another punch sent the giant python flying!
"You... who are you?!" The one-eyed disciple looked at Qin Shuang in horror, his voice trembling a little.
At this moment, the one-eyed dragon was shocked that the young man in front of him had such a strong body!
Qin Shuang smiled faintly and said, "The dead don't need to know too much."
Before he finished speaking, he flashed and instantly appeared in front of the one-eyed disciple and punched him.
"boom!"
The one-eyed disciple had no time to react before he was hit by Qin Shuang's punch. His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground, dead.
Qin Shuang stood beside the two corpses with a calm expression. He raised his hand and put the two people's storage bags into his pocket. After searching for a while, he actually took out two jade pendants and six storage bags from their arms.
"Tongxin Pei?" Qin Shuang whispered to himself, with a glimmer of interest in his eyes.
With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he discovered that the two jade pendants could not only conceal auras, but also bring the two people who owned the jade pendants together.
Obviously, it was with the help of this item that the two disciples were able to join forces in the Blood Forbidden Land, kill people and seize treasures, and reap rich rewards.
"It's a good treasure." Qin Shuang put the Tongxin Pendant into the storage ring and thought to himself, "With this, my movements in the forbidden area will be more convenient."
He looked up at the blood-red mist in the distance, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Next, it's time to meet the disciples of other sects."
Inside the bloody forbidden land, the sky was dark red, the earth was barren, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The elite Qi Refining disciples from the seven major sects engaged in a fierce fight in this forbidden area, killing people, seizing treasures, and competing for opportunities.
In a desolate Gobi Desert, two disciples from the Yanyue Sect were confronting three disciples from the Tianque Fort.
"Girls from the Yanyue Sect, if you know what's best for you, hand over the spiritual herbs in your hands, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" A disciple from the Tianque Fort sneered, holding a long sword that flashed with cold light in his hand.
The two female disciples of the Yanyue Sect had stern expressions. One of them said in a cold voice: "You bastard from Tianque Castle, if you want the spiritual herbs, ask my sword first!"
Before she finished speaking, she swung the sword in her hand, and the sword light was like a rainbow, and she rushed straight to the disciples of Tianque Castle. The disciples of Tianque Castle were not to be outdone, and they swung their swords to fight. The two sides immediately fought in a group, with swords flashing and murderous aura rising to the sky.
At the same time, several disciples of Huadaowu were lying in ambush in a stone forest, waiting for the arrival of prey.
"Senior brother, someone is coming!" A Huadaowu disciple said in a low voice, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
The senior brother from Huadaowu sneered and whispered, "Get ready to fight, and leave no one alive!"
A moment later, two disciples from the Yellow Maple Valley walked into the stone forest. Before they could react, the disciples from the Huadaowu rushed out from the darkness, their swords flashing like rain, heading straight for them.
"Oh no, there's an ambush!" The disciples of Huangfeng Valley were horrified and quickly waved their swords to resist. However, the disciples of Huadaowu were numerous and they soon fell into a tough battle.
On the other side, disciples from Spirit Beast Mountain were fighting with disciples from Giant Sword Sect in a valley.
"You bastards from Spirit Beast Mountain, how dare you steal our treasures? You're looking for death!" A disciple from the Giant Sword Sect roared, waving the giant sword in his hand, with sword energy running wildly, and rushed straight towards the disciples from Spirit Beast Mountain.
The disciple from Spirit Beast Mountain sneered, raised his hand and waved it. A huge spirit beast rushed out of the spirit beast bag and went straight to the disciples of Giant Sword Gate.
The two sides engaged in a battle in an instant, the roars of spirit beasts and the sounds of swords breaking through the air intertwined together, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
The disciples of Qingxu Sect engaged in a fierce battle with the disciples of Huadaowu in a dense forest.
"You bastards from Huadaowu, you dare to steal our spiritual herbs, you're looking for death!" A disciple from Qingxu Sect shouted angrily, and with a wave of the whisk in his hand, a stream of spiritual power turned into a strong wind and rushed straight towards the disciples of Huadaowu.
The disciples of Huadaowu were not willing to be outdone and drew their swords to fight.
The two sides fought back and forth and the battle was extremely fierce.
In the entire bloody forbidden land, the disciples of the seven major sects fought fiercely for the spiritual herbs and treasures. The flashing of swords and the shadow of sabers, the crisscrossing of spiritual power, and the bloody atmosphere filled the air, as if it were a Shura field. (End of this chapter)