My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Soon, Jing Yue sent more than a dozen disciples to Xiang Country, and removed all the gold spirit mines in the cave.

At this point, Xiaohan Yunzong had enough spirit stones, and the disciples of the Talisman Refining Hall were getting familiar with making talismans. Jing Yue decided to teach them to borrow the spiritual power from the spirit stones to refine the talismans that monks could use in advance.

At the same time, he ordered the emperors of Chen and Xiang to arrange for the establishment of a chamber of commerce to sell the talismans of Xiaohan Yunzong to all parts of the Western Continent.

All of a sudden, the talisman business in the Western Continent was in full swing, and the living habits of monks and mortals were changing little by little, and gradually spread to other continents in the Haotian Realm. claim to fame.

Inner Sea, Tianshui Palace.

Today is the day of the Tianshui Temple Inner Sect Grand Competition. On the ring, the purple-clothed girl was forced to retreat steadily by the Tsing-clothed woman, and she was about to be forced out of bounds. At a critical moment, the purple-clothed girl tore open a talisman.

The sharp sword light was like an autumn chrysanthemum blooming, and the woman in Tsing Yi had to retreat, but she didn't know that the sword light seemed to be spiritual, and she chased the woman in Tsing Yi. After a few breaths, the woman in Tsing Yi was surrounded by the sword light and had to surrender.

"In this game, Guan Xiaofeng wins!"

Following the words of the elder in the door, the girl in purple took another set.

The woman in Tsing Yi cupped her hands gracefully, "Junior Sister Guan, congratulations."

The disciples in the audience commented: "Senior Sister Guan won again, and Senior Sister Qiao is clearly stronger, so it's really unfair to lose this round."

"Then what's the solution? Dabi only prohibits the use of pills, and Senior Sister Guan is willing to spend money to prepare it, so she should win." One person said in a low voice: "It is said that this sword talisman is a new talisman from the Xiaohan Yunzong. It took more than 1 spirit stones to buy it."

"So expensive?" The bystanders were startled, and said again: "But it's worth it! The sword energy just now has enough foundation building strength, right?"

"Yeah, so the Xiaohan Yunzong is indeed powerful, but it has been famous in the cultivation world for a few years. I heard that their disciples are not very good at cultivation, but everyone holds a handful of talismans in their hands. It may be difficult to meet them." Entangled."

Everyone was discussing with great interest, but they didn't notice that the famous woman's expression on the side was unfriendly, "Hey, a third-rate sect will rely on crooked ways to opportunistically. How can there be any real skills? In the past, the big sects didn't bother to make moves and let them be arrogant. Now..."

The woman chuckled twice, she was originally mean, and her demeanor was even more gloomy.

The few people around didn't want to start a conversation, and the woman didn't care about it, she said to herself: "The Western Continent has always respected the Lion Mountain Tiangang Sect. It is said that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The Xiaohan Yunzong's publicity will bring disaster sooner or later."

Someone was keenly aware of something immediately and asked, "Is the Tiangang Sect going to attack?"

Woman: "Hmph, Xiaohan Yunzong, if you're obedient, let's just pass by, but relying on their meager abilities, they don't pay attention to the Tiangang Sect. It is said that they have hidden a spiritual vein before. It's really audacious! If you don't teach me a lesson, They really thought they were the masters of the Western Continent!"

Seeing her eloquence, everyone suddenly remembered that the woman's origin seemed to be related to the Tiangang Sect. It can be seen that this statement was not groundless, so they all pondered over it.

Some people think that the Xiaohan Yunzong is not a soft persimmon, and if the Tiangang Sect wants to bite, it may be a vicious fight. At that time, the soldiers will be lost, and perhaps other immortal sects can take advantage of it; , Can ordinary sects be provocative?What's more, there is not even a Golden Core cultivator in Xiaohan Yunzong.

Everyone has their own thoughts, but they are all a little worried that Xiaohan Yunzong will be hit by this, and it will be difficult to find talismans in the future, so they plan to go back and stock up more goods, not only for their own use, but also for making a fortune in the future!

Similar rumors also spread quietly in other sects, Xiaohan Yunzong seemed to know nothing about it.

On this day, Qin Yanzhi came down from the East Peak alone. At this time, he was thirteen years old, already a handsome young man, and his cultivation had broken through the eighth level of Qi training, so Jing Yue didn't need to follow him anytime and anywhere.

As soon as he arrived outside the mountain gate, he heard the commotion inside, and he said coldly: "What are you arguing about?"

When the disciples turned around and saw it was him, they all fell silent. Everyone knew that the younger brother of the sect leader was amazingly talented, but he was always indifferent. Except for sticking to the sect master, he was indifferent to others. Most of the disciples were a little afraid of him.

Qin Yanzhi didn't hear the answer, and frowned dissatisfiedly. All the disciples shook, and someone hurriedly said: "Uncle Qin! There are many sneaky people around the mountain!"

Although the head said that Qin Yanzhi was not a disciple of the Xiaohan Yunzong, but he was of a high seniority, and he also practiced in the Xiaohan Yunzong. Over time, everyone called him "Master Uncle".

Qin Yanzhi: "Does the head know?"

At the mention of the word head, his expression softened visibly.

The disciples have long been used to it, and ignored it and said, "A senior brother has gone in to communicate."

"En." Qin Yanzhi responded ambiguously, and went directly around them to find Jing Yue.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, he saw that there was only Jing Yue inside. He was propping his face with one hand and writing and drawing with the other hand. There was a little blue chicken standing on the table, holding an ink stick to rub the ink.

The sleeve of Jingyue's hand had fallen to the elbow, exposing the forearm, and a few strands of black hair hung down on the arm, making his skin as white as jade, making Qin Yanzhi take a few extra glances.

Jing Yue didn't raise his head, "Yanzhi is here?"

Qin Yanzhi: "Brother, what should we do with those people down the mountain?"

Jing Yue: "Let them wait for now. They won't be able to make it anyway. I'll draw out the layout of the formation, and you can take the disciples to set up the formation according to the practice in the past."

Although his tone was neither salty nor weak, Qin Yanzhi could still hear some excitement: "But the Tiangang Sect is finally here?"

The corners of Jing Yue's mouth curled up, "Isn't it here? I've been waiting for them for a long time."

If the Tiangang Sect had been more vigilant and had come here a year earlier, it might have caused some trouble for the Xiaohan Yunzong. Now... the materials for Jingyue's formation are all ready, and they are just waiting to peel off the Tiangang Sect. Layers of skin.

He filled a piece of paper with eloquence and handed it to Qin Yanzhi: "Any questions?"

Qin Yanzhi smiled slightly, "No, don't worry, brother."

Jing Yue: "Well, let them go up the mountain, and let them know who is in charge of the Western Continent!"

Feihua Mountain, a cliff.

Thousands of Tiangang Sect disciples gathered here, looking aggressive, but there was a trace of bewilderment on their tense faces.

It has been four or five hours since they arrived here, but they haven't even seen a single disciple of Xiaohan Yunzong, and they are still trapped outside the mountain gate, helpless.

A monk with pockmarks on his face said: "Uncle Luo, if we make such a big fuss, if we can't even enter the mountain gate, I'm afraid we will be laughed out of our teeth by others."

The Uncle Luo he was talking about is tall and strong, with a fierce expression, and his cultivation level is enough to build a foundation. He has always been very prestigious among his disciples. At this time, he said angrily: "I don't believe the Xiaohan Yunzong gang, I don't believe it. I can hide in the mountains for the rest of my life!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, a stone step led directly to the blue clouds, half covered and half hidden in the clouds.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were ecstatic. The monk surnamed Luo held a pair of hammers and cheered up: "Everyone, charge me!"

Brother Mazi felt that this road appeared too strange, and he felt a little uneasy, and hurriedly said, "Wait! Maybe it's a trap..."

Unfortunately, his Uncle Luo didn't pay attention, and his unfinished words were completely caught up in the wind and blown away.

While the Tiangang Sect disciples were excited, an old man was concentrating on mixing cinnabar on an island in the middle of a lake somewhere in the Western Continent.His eyes were focused and his movements were meticulous, but suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

The old man looked over impatiently, and saw a boy rushing in like a whirlwind: "Master! I got it! I got it!"

"What?!" The old man stood up abruptly, unable to restrain his heartbeat, his tongue tied up and said, "Did you really buy it?"

The little boy took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and said heartbrokenly, "It's a total of [-] spirit stones! I managed to get them."

Seeing that the old man didn't pay attention to his words at all, but stared at the magic talisman with bright eyes, he said childishly, "It's all for refining talismans, Xiaohan Yunzong can make money, how about you? You only know about Hua Lingshi , We can’t even earn half of the money back, and now that [-] spirit stones are given away, we can’t even afford cinnabar!”

"Hmph, what's so great about Xiaohan Yunzong's talismans? Those attack talismans are the most powerful and are only at the level of the foundation period. They are useless against my cultivation level." The old man retorted unconvinced.

Xiao Tong: "Then you still donate so many spirit stones to them? As soon as they come out with new talismans, you rush to buy them?"

The old man blushed suspiciously: "Isn't this a study for a teacher? Know yourself and the enemy and you will win a hundred battles. Didn't they brag about purifying the main spiritual root and eliminating miscellaneous spiritual roots this time? I don't believe it. Can the purity of the spiritual root be changed? We must expose Xiaohan Yunzong's deception!"

After all, he happily snatched the talisman from the boy's hand.

The little boy curled his lips exaggeratedly, thinking that his master is obviously a Jindan cultivator, but he is obsessed with talismans, and has been living in seclusion on the island in the middle of the lake for a hundred years.

Three years ago, the master accidentally tried the talisman of Xiaohan Yunzong, and he was shocked immediately, and fell into a downfall ever since.From now on, whenever Xiaohan Yunzong releases a new talisman, the master will try his best to grab it as soon as possible, but he always dislikes and belittles him, especially his integrity.

Seeing his master activating the talisman, he silently hoped that Xiaohan Yunzong didn't lie this time.

The master has dual spiritual roots of wood and fire, and there are very few spiritual roots of the fire system, which can almost be regarded as a single spiritual root of the wood system.Therefore, even though the master is only a casual cultivator, and has delayed a lot of practice time for studying the talismans, he still achieves the golden elixir.If this talisman is really useful, if it accumulates over time in the future, it may be able to completely wipe out the master's fire root, then will the master have a chance to prove the Dao?

The little boy tried his best to open his eyes wide, and saw a few faint rays of light penetrate into the master's body, and the latter fell into meditation with his legs crossed, and began to refine.

Time passed slowly, and the little boy was a little bored waiting, but at the foot of Feihua Mountain, the monk Mazi who was also waiting was anxious.

He did not rush up the mountain with Uncle Luo, but stayed behind with dozens of cautious disciples, ready to wait and see for a while.

At first, they could faintly hear the sounds of fighting and cursing not far away, but it didn't take long for the forest to gradually quiet down.

A disciple said: "Senior Brother Yu, Uncle Luo and the others may have gone far away. If they find that we haven't followed, I'm afraid they will blame us for running away."

Brother Mazi frowned, thought for a while and said, "Then let's go up too, everyone be vigilant, and don't fall into the enemy's trap."

"Yes!"

But they chased all the way, and half of the Tiangang Sect disciples didn't see it. Cultivator Mazi felt more and more uneasy, and was about to retreat when someone said, "Senior Brother Yu, there are signs of a fight ahead."

When they rushed over to take a look, they saw a clearing suddenly appeared in the mountain forest. The ground was scorched black, and the surrounding trees also showed signs of being burned. The fallen leaves and branches were mixed into the soil, and scattered weapons could be seen everywhere.

"Ah! That's Uncle Luo's Mountain Splitting Hammer!"

Brother Mazi's heart skipped a beat, he also saw the hammer in the open space.

Subconsciously, everyone rushed over, but when they stepped into the open space with one foot, they all turned pale with shock!

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Anonymous: Come to 818, a top quality in our sect with double standards

Level 1: Hehe, the master and us ordinary disciples have two different faces. Usually we see us being cold and silent, but when we see the master, we become innocent and cute, obedient and well-behaved little padded jacket, a flatterer.

Floor 2: A little familiar.Wouldn't it be the one I thought?

Floor 3: No decoding.

Floor 4: Well, if it's that silly son who always loves to change clothes, don't worry, the master will see through his true colors sooner or later.

Floor 5: Close the building! !