Chapter six hundred and thirty fifth collection of the world's magic
"True immortal! True immortal! This is the power of true immortal!"
"After that punch, I felt that the whole world collapsed completely... It seemed that what he punched was not a punch, but a piece of heaven and earth, a boundless world that could destroy the world..."
"Human beings have seen through the mysteries of life and death and attained the path of true immortality. How can humans have such terrifying power..."
All the practitioners of Cihang Jingzhai looked at the figure standing on the top of the mountain with hands behind his back, and felt that their brains went blank, their thoughts stagnant due to the huge power of the punch just now.
The master who bore the brunt of the attack, Concubine Xuan, also looked quite embarrassed. She was in the center of the pit, and she no longer had the image of a fairy before. Her white clothes were torn, stained with blood, and her breath was weak. She had obviously suffered under Li Qiuxian's punch.
Heavy damage.
Shattered Void and True Immortal...
The gap is too big.
Especially Li Qiuxian, a figure who has survived from the ancient mythological era to this day, and whose cultivation level has fallen from the Great Luo Jin Fairyland to a true immortal.
"Does Cihang Jingzhai still have to fight stubbornly?"
Li Qiu Xian Dao.
"Ahem..."
Master Fei Xuan coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood. She raised her head and looked at Li Qiuxian who was at the top of the Emperor's Step Peak with a pretty face like a little girl...
Feeling the majestic power that hit my soul just now, at this moment, I really looked like an immortal.
In front of a true immortal, her cultivation, which she was so proud of and thought she had reached the top of the world, was so vulnerable.
"True immortal..."
After a long time, Master Fei Xuan lowered her head in pain: "How dare a mortal go against the will of a true immortal."
After saying this, she turned around and said to a grandmaster who was also seriously injured by the force contained in Li Qiuxian's fist: "Go and get the Cihang Sword Code and give it to the real immortal."
"Zhai Master..."
"Go ahead."
Shi Fei Xuan waved her hand.
A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the grandmaster and elder, but when she saw the terrifying crater with a diameter of several hundred meters created by Li Qiuxian's punch, she had no choice but to lower her head helplessly.
This kind of power...
Too strong!
It is so tyrannical that it cannot be resisted by ordinary people!
If Cihang Jingzhai really wants to persist in resisting, there will only be one final result...
erase!
Being wiped away by this mysterious existence with true immortal cultivation.
For a moment, she had no choice but to turn around and go inside Cihang Jingzhai, bring the Cihang Sword Manual and hand it into the hands of the concubine Xuan.
"Please let the real immortal take a look at it."
Master Fei Xuan held up the Cihang Sword Codex and said.
Li Qiuxian shook his hand, took the Cihang Sword Manual in his hand, and started reading it in front of everyone in Cihang Jingzhai.
There is nothing mysterious about the Cihang Sword Code in Li Qiuxian's eyes. He once reached Daluo Jinxian and could attain the realm of Hunyuan at any time as long as he wanted to. After understanding this kind of technique, becoming a true immortal depends on chance.
It is naturally easy. If he is willing, he can easily create dozens of cultivation methods that are far superior to the Cihang Sword Code.
But the problem is...
"Li Qiuxian" doesn't recognize the Kung Fu he created.
And "Li Qiuxian" has the greatest recognition in this world. If he doesn't recognize it, even if he can create brilliant swordsmanship, it will still be of no use.
Didn’t you see that even the Tao Te Ching passed down by the saints of Taiqing has become a Taoist classic on cultivating the mind and character due to the disappearance of the ancient mythological period and the suspicion of "Li Qiuxian", and it is impossible to comprehend any magical powers?
What?
The inheritance of the Taiqing saints is still like this, let alone Li Qiuxian, a Daluo Jinxian who has never realized Hunyuan.
During this period, it is estimated that even the reappearance of the Immortal-killing Sword Formation, the first weapon in the ancient mythological period, would not be able to withstand the thousands of troops under the rule of the Tang Emperor.
"Okay, that's all. Return the property to its original owner."
Li Qiuxian wrote down the Cihang Sword Code and threw it directly to his concubine Xuan.
Shifei Xuan quickly stepped forward to take the Cihang Sword Code and carefully handed it over to an elder beside her, asking her to take it with her and keep it for safekeeping.
"The secret of longevity, cultivating demons in the heart of the Tao..."
Li Qiuxian muttered these two names, turned around, jumped into the sky, and flew away on the clouds.
"Senior...the God of War catalog you mentioned..."
The concubine shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, Li Qiuxian ignored him and left directly.
If before taking action, the God of War Illustration was replaced by the Cihang Sword Manual, he would have changed it. He didn't have much idea about this powerful secret that could drive the world crazy, but now...
Let him punch, Cihang Jingzhai will naturally have to pay the due price.
The aftermath killed several innates. The Grandmaster was one of the costs, and missing the God of War Illustration was naturally the other.
"Gone..."
"Zhai Master...you just fought with him. Can you possibly figure out where he comes from?"
A master elder came forward and asked worriedly.
Shi Fei Xuan pondered for a moment, and finally shook her head: "His fist power was brilliant and domineering, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky, shining on the universe. With one punch, what I faced seemed not to be a punch power, but a starry sky, a vast expanse of sky."
The cosmic starry sky, this boxing technique is somewhat similar to the rumored God of War Catalog, but since the God of War Catalog and our Cihang Jingzhai's Cihang Sword Code belong to one of the four great martial arts books, it cannot be so powerful...
…Therefore, this is most likely a peerless boxing technique that is even more exquisite than the God of War catalogue…”
"More exquisite than the God of War catalog..."
The Grandmaster took a deep breath and glanced at the huge pit around him: "No wonder he can practice to such an amazing level that he can break through the barrier of life and death..."
"When he left, I heard that he seemed to be collecting the Secret of Immortality and the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique..."
Shifei Xuan paused slightly when she said this: "I'm afraid that the Jianghu, which has finally calmed down, will make waves again..."
…
Li Qiuxian doesn't care if the world can't make waves.
After passing Cihang Jingzhai and his party, Li Qiuxian's next action was much more direct.
The Tao Heart Demon Planting Technique has been lost for several times, and its whereabouts are now unknown. The last holder of it is the evil emperor who fought for the world with the empress Wu Zhao during the Dabao period.
Li Qiuxian spent some time looking for this method.
but……
The last thing he lacks is time.
Ten years, twenty years, and one hundred years are nothing but passing clouds to him.
After his painstaking search, in addition to the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique of Synthesizing Tian Mo Ce, which he found in his hands, he also collected a copy of all the famous martial arts and secret techniques in the world.
As for those sects who refuse to agree?
How is that possible?
When Li Qiuxian destroyed the mountains in front of their mountain gate with one punch, evaporated the lakes, and stopped the rivers, all the heads of the sects willingly presented their sect's classics one by one.
Of course, there are some stubborn forces who regard the sect's inheritance as more important than life and death. In the end, Li Qiuxian had no choice but to break through their mountain gate and look for it on his own. If he couldn't find it, it didn't matter. He had collected many martial arts books, and one more was not enough.
, one less is more.
In this turbulent environment, countless martial arts celebrities boarded the mountain gate of Cihang Jingzhai, the leader of the righteous path, intending to ask Shi Fei Xuan, a Shattered Void-level powerhouse who is superior to the Grand Master, to take action to uphold justice and use the power of all the heroes to kill him.
Killing the Qingtian troll Li Qiuxian and restoring peace to the world, but after being defeated by Li Qiuxian with one punch, Cihang Sword Studio was immediately closed and the people could not find a respected and righteous leader, so the alliance was ultimately abandoned.
The wheel of history rolls forward, spring passes and autumn comes, and the time has reached the period of the Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties.
This stage also gave birth to many well-known top powerhouses.
However, as time goes by, the number and quality of strong people become less and less.
In addition to the cultivation techniques of Lang Fanyun, Pang Ban, Zhang Sanfeng and others that slightly interested Li Qiuxian, other techniques, such as the Nine Yin Manual, which attracted competition from the Five Arts during the Song Dynasty, and the Nine Yang Magic Technique, which Zhang Wuji became famous for,
The world has changed a lot. He sat back and watched as these skills set off waves of competition in the world, but he didn't even think of going down the mountain to snatch them.
Just quietly waiting for time to pass.
Suddenly one day, Li Qiuxian noticed that there were a lot of people under the mountain where he lived in seclusion. The coming and going of people made this rather strange and dangerous barren mountain lively.
But Li Qiuxian ignored it.
It was not until time passed and the mountain peak became more and more prosperous after decades of development that some people even explored the top of the mountain, which affected Li Qiuxian's seclusion, that he had no choice but to come down the mountain.
"Um?"
After descending from the top of the mountain, Li Qiuxian's eyes quickly fell on the flag on the mountainside and the pedestrians who were coming and going belonging to disciples of a certain sect.
Although the cultivation of these pedestrians is not worth mentioning, the number is extremely large, probably no less than tens of thousands of people.
"What dynasty has the time progressed now... Will the imperial court allow a local force to have so many disciples? Isn't it afraid that they will rebel when the time comes?"
Li Qiuxian was a little surprised.
"Who!?"
As for Li Qiuxian coming down the mountain so openly, he was quickly discovered by these patrolling disciples, and a group of people quickly surrounded him.
"Looking at his appearance, he is not one of my disciples. He is so bold that he dares to break into our Blackwood Cliff..."
"Heimuya? Sun and Moon God Sect?"
Li Qiuxian quickly thought of something, sensed it for a while, and looked directly at a palace built like a palace on the top of Heimu Cliff.
There……
There is a faint aura that reaches the level of a master.
However, his aura was quite strange, and it was more specious than a real grandmaster, which made Li Qiuxian unable to tell whether he was a third-level innate or a fourth-level grandmaster.
"Is that the Eastern Invincible?"
Li Qiuxian felt the breath and shook his head slightly.
Whether he is a third-level innate or a fourth-level master, it means nothing to him.
When Li Qiuxian looked at Dongfang Bubai, Dongfang Bubai seemed to feel the pressure from Li Qiuxian's gaze. He jumped up in surprise and ran straight towards Li Qiuxian.
"It doesn't matter who you are, you're just pretending to be a ghost, just take it down and talk about it later!"
At this time, those disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect had already arrived in front of Li Qiuxian. Seeing that Li Qiuxian was treating them as if they were nothing, they were shouting and trying to step forward.
But at the moment when they were attacking and moving forward, Li Qiuxian had already waved his empty hand, and a majestic force burst out in one wave, blasting the six disciples into bloody foam on the spot.
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(Why does this title remind me of the phrase "gathering famous dishes from all over the world"?)