The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 361 My Sword Stance, The Name Is Not Retreat!

Goldfish Island, a small island with a length of 31 miles and a width of 22 miles, has a medium-sized red gold mine.

During the Baiyunmen's rule, a city inhabited by mortals and more than thirty villages and towns were formed on the east side of the island around the mining of red gold mines.

On the west side of the island are rolling hills, where many young and strong men volunteered to mine red gold ore.

If this was placed in the past, it would be absolutely impossible.

Ever since Baiyunmen was destroyed, the four major forces have occupied the island.

The Cangli Ling family took the lead to formulate a very favorable policy for miners. More and more miners came here and accepted the immortal masters from the four major forces to enter the mine to mine red gold ore.

Over the past 20 years, the life of ordinary people on the island has been getting better and better. The first batch of miners have already returned home to support their old age.

Many of the people who mine red gold ore in the mine today are the sons of the earliest miners.

The miners are all organized by monks in the Qi training period of the four forces. The foundation monks sent by the four forces to sit on this island are usually closed-door cultivation. Foundation Establishment monks will not show up.

On the edge of a cliff, Ling Youdao sat cross-legged on a flat boulder, his eyes were slightly closed, the Duan Shui sword was placed across his legs, and his hands pressed tightly against the sword.

Ahead is the sea, and the tide crashes against the cliffs one after another, splashing water everywhere.

There are sea beasts diving under the surface of the sea, the big ones are several feet long, and the small ones are invisible to the naked eye.

"Wow!"

The sea beast jumped out of the water, and the waves in the sea rolled.

There are seagulls in the sky, and various unknown seabirds spread their wings and fly.

They have sharp eyes and quick hands, pick up the fish in the sea, and swallow them in their stomachs at once.

In this piece of heaven and earth, the cries of various creatures echoed.

"Cuckoo!"

"Hum hum!"

"Dong dong!"

……

These strange calls, together with the sound of the tide, constitute a song every second, which is so beautiful and harmonious, even if it is full of blood and killing, it makes people feel that it is a natural beauty.

Just at this moment, a sea fish leaped tens of feet out of the sea, its round body became flat in the air, and slowly slid down from the height of tens of feet.

Its gliding track is a tortuous arc, swallowing seabirds along the way.

In a short while, more than a dozen seabirds entered its five internal organs temple.

"Huh!"

I don't know that it was the seabird that sang, and then all the seabirds in all directions rushed towards the strange fish.

"Roar!"

The strange fish let out a low growl, and a terrifying evil spirit dispersed.

"grumble!"

"grumble!"

Many seabirds tensed up suddenly, as if they were frightened, and fell towards the sea.

Some seabirds turned around and flew away in all directions, full of fear for the strange fish.

But only one kind of seabird did not escape, and they launched a "charge" towards the strange fish!
This is a large bird with a wingspan of nearly half a foot, black and white feathers, and a three-foot long beak.

The strange fish was furious, even an ordinary beast dared to challenge the majesty of the monster.

He slid into the flock of birds and carried out a playful massacre of these seabirds.

Seabirds with broken bodies fell towards the sea one after another, but none of the seabirds retreated, which in turn aroused the bloodiness of these seabirds even more.

Ling Youxian sat cross-legged there. Although he didn't open his eyes, he seemed to see the scene in the sky.

Do not!
What he saw was not seabirds and strange fish, but two forces.

One is weak and small, and the other is majestic and tall, seemingly invincible.

But in the face of that majestic and tall momentum, the weak and small ones are not timid, even though this momentum is getting weaker and smaller...

Time passed little by little, the battle became more and more intense, and the weak and insignificant power in Ling Youxian's eyes became more and more exhausted.

"噢噌噗!噗噗噗!"

The Duan Shui sword that Ling Youxian was pressing trembled continuously, and the trembling sound became more and more intensive and louder, but his hands remained motionless.

There seemed to be a surging and mighty power in his body, but it was suppressed by him and could not be induced.

"boom!"

That unrestrained aura suddenly soared into the sky, and then Duan Shuijian broke free from the hands that were holding him down, and rushed into the sky.

Ling Youxian's legs pushed down, and he jumped into the sky, holding the water-breaking sword with both hands, and slashed at the strange fish.

This one was unremarkable, but the strange fish was chopped off in an instant.

Immediately, blood splashed everywhere, dyeing a large area of ​​the sea red.

At this moment, the surrounding world was filled with a powerful sword force.

It's too late to say, then soon!
The whole process took only one or two breaths, and Ling Youxian slowly fell to the ground after swinging the sword.

Looking at the vast sea, he said loudly: "The power of my sword is called not retreating!"

If you don't retreat from the sword's momentum, if you don't swing the sword, you're done. If you swing the sword, you don't retreat. Either the enemy will die or you will die.

Ling Youxian withdrew his sword and looked at the seabird fighting the strange fish in the sky.

"Although you are just ordinary birds, you are not afraid to retreat when facing a strong enemy, and help the old man understand the power of the sword that does not retreat. After all, this old man owes you."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and saw a cloud of aura flying out from his fingertips, and then divided into thirteen auras, which submerged into the bodies of the remaining thirteen mortal birds respectively.

As the spiritual light submerged into the body, the thirteen anti-birds were transformed by spiritual power, and instantly became different, becoming a low-grade monster beast of the first rank.

The mass of spiritual power just now was not ordinary spiritual power, it contained a trace of Ling Youxian's origin, so it was able to help the thirteen mortal birds turn into the lowest level of monsters.

"From now on, you will be called the Unreturning Birds. If you dare to hunt and kill people indiscriminately, the old man will surely fight you under the sword."

The thirteen phoenixes seemed to nod their heads, then turned around and flew away.

"Shhhhh!"

Three people came from Yujian from a distance, and suddenly landed behind Ling Youxian.

The three are from Canglong Sect, Haisha Sect, and Jinchan Temple respectively. Each of them has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, and one of them has a stronger aura than ordinary late stage foundation establishment monks.

The three looked at Ling Youxian, and the old man in the middle asked, "Friend Ling, do you know what happened here just now?"

Hearing this, Ling Youxian turned around and held the Duan Shui sword behind his back.

"It was caused by my practice just now, please trouble the three fellow Taoists."

"We thought some powerful monster had appeared, so we rushed over here in a hurry, wanting to wipe it out as soon as possible."

"Since it was caused by Fellow Daoist Ling's practice, then it's not easy for us to ask about it. Let's leave."

Immediately, the man turned around Yu Jian flew away, the remaining two looked at Yu Jian and flew away too.

"Friend Zhuo, why did you leave like this? Ling Youxian definitely has something to hide from us."

The first cultivator surnamed Zhuo who flew away with his sword said: "This man is like a sharp sword hidden in a scabbard. He is so powerful that we cannot provoke him."

……

Ling Yuansheng returned from his travels in the Ten Thousand Islands Chain, but did not return directly to the Meteorite Sea, but went to Danxin Pavilion at the invitation of Danxin Daoist.

Danxin Pavilion, one of the five medium-sized forces in the northern section of the Thousand Islands Chain, is a force that is devoted to alchemy, so it appears to be in a detached position, and the other four medium-sized forces are unwilling to make enemies with it.

Danxin Pavilion is located in the Longshan sea area, and it is the only medium-sized force in the Longshan sea area. The entire Longshan sea area is under the management of Danxin Pavilion.

The entire Longshan sea area is composed of more than a dozen islands, large and small. Ling Yuansheng flew at high altitude and passed through clusters of white clouds. It has not been a short time to enter this sea area, and the two islands have already been left behind by him.

According to this speed, it will arrive at Longshan Island where Danxin Pavilion is located in a few days.

Longshan Island is just a small island, not belonging to any archipelago, but an independent existence.

The reason why Danxin Pavilion is located here is because there are two medium-sized spiritual veins deep in the bottom of the island, and there is a small spiritual stone mine in the middle of the island.

Two medium-sized spiritual veins and a small spiritual stone mine have created a strong spiritual energy on the island, so in the past thousands of years, many cultivating forces have used this island as their base.

Hundreds of years ago, there was a faction on this island, but the Jindan Daoist of this faction ran out of lifespan and died.

In the end, this force was expelled by Danxin Zhenren in the middle stage of Jindan, and then Danxin Zhenren established Danxin Pavilion here.

After hundreds of years of vicissitudes, the original Danxin Daoist is not only a late Jindan monk, but also a third-rank top-rank alchemist.

When the sun was about to set below the sea level, Ling Yuansheng stepped into the air and stood, looking down at Longshan Island hidden by thick fog.

"Ling Yuansheng, the patriarch of the Cangli Ling clan, is here to visit the owner of the Danxin Pavilion, fellow Taoist Danxinzi."

Although the sound was not loud, it penetrated layers of thick fog and oscillated back and forth in Longshan Island.

The Danxin Pavilion monks on the island were shocked, and rushed out of more than a dozen foundation-building elders, looking up at the sky, thoughtful.

Just at this time, a vicissitudes of life sounded.

"Have friends come from afar."

Immediately afterwards, the person who spoke rose into the air, tore through the thick fog and flew out.

Ling Yuansheng saw an old man in a black robe coming from the thick fog, and knew that this person was Daoist Danxin.

He immediately flew forward, cupped his hands at Daoist Dan Xin and said, "Ling Yuansheng has met Daoist Dan Xinzi."

Daoist Danxin chuckled, "You are being polite, Daoist Ling, and let's talk about it in the old man's cabinet."

"Haha, then I will bother fellow Taoist Dan Xinzi."

Daoist Danxin turned around and tore through the billowing fog, and Ling Yuansheng flew in with him.

The two flew to a pavilion in the mountain forest, surrounded by cicadas and birds, and the scenery was quite pleasant.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, please sit down."

As soon as the two sat down, more than a dozen people came with swords.

Ling Yuansheng looked over and knew that the person who came should be the disciple and grandson of Daoist Dan Xin.

Sure enough, this group of people stood in two rows when they first arrived, with five people standing in the front row and nine people standing in the back row, and they made a big salute to Daoist Dan Xin.

"Greetings to Master/Master Ancestor."

Daoist Danxin looked at the group of disciples and grandchildren, smiled and nodded.

"I'll wait to see Senior Ling."

Ling Yuansheng laughed, "Fellow Daoist Danxinzi managed Danxin Pavilion well and prospered. Among the dozen or so disciples and grandchildren of Fellow Daoist, there are nine second-level alchemists. It's not simple, it's not simple."

The entire Danxin Pavilion is definitely not limited to these foundation-building monks. According to Ling Yuansheng's knowledge, Danxin Zhenrenguang disciples have received seventeen successively, and all seventeen disciples have successfully established the foundation.

Although many disciples have exhausted their lifespan, there are still seven disciples alive.

And among the seven remaining disciples, three are second-tier alchemists, and all of them are second-tier top-grade alchemists.

In addition, there are more than a dozen third-generation foundation-building monks in Danxin Pavilion, and there are also second-level alchemists among them.

In general, there are at least twenty foundation-building monks in the entire Danxin Pavilion, and there should be more than ten second-tier alchemists.

Because most of the foundation-building monks in the pavilion are alchemists, they basically stayed on Longshan Island to study the pharmacology of alchemy, and rarely went out.

Apart from Longshan, Danxin Pavilion rarely occupies resource islands, and most of the training expenses of the disciples in the sect are obtained from alchemy. It can be regarded as a force that concentrates on the study of alchemy.

It is precisely because of this that Danxin Pavilion is favored by many forces and has become a "transcendent" existence among many medium-sized forces.

Hearing Ling Yuansheng's words, Daoist Dan Xin felt a little complacent.

"Later, the old man will discuss with Fellow Daoist Ling, so please stay and listen."

Hearing this, more than a dozen foundation-building monks were overjoyed.

Among them are people with completely gray hair and beard, and some who look like they are in their early 20s and have a delicate face.

"Yes."

After all, more than a dozen people sat on the ground, looking like good students listening to the teacher's lecture seriously.

In this regard, Ling Yuansheng naturally has nothing to do with it.

"Friend Daoist Ling, let's start then."

"Alright."

This time, the two are discussing alchemy, and Ling Yuansheng is the guest, and he will explain his experience of alchemy first.

The way of alchemy he taught was different from the way of alchemy that Daoist Danxin usually taught. The dozen or so monks in the foundation period listened very carefully, fearing that they might miss something.

At first, Daoist Danxin was able to smile and stroke his beard, but gradually he became more cautious, and he had a higher evaluation of Ling Yuansheng in his heart.

Soon the bright moon hangs high, and in a blink of an eye, the moon sets and the sun rises again.

"This is Ling's understanding, and I still need to consult Daoist Dan Xinzi's high-level discussion."

Hearing this, the dozen or so Foundation Establishment Stage monks who were fascinated by this had just come to their senses, their faces were filled with unconcealable joy, obviously they had gained a lot last night.

Daoist Dan Xin said with a smile: "Okay then, I will ask Fellow Daoist Ling for advice."

"Don't dare!"

Daoist Danxin discusses his experience of alchemy, from the rising of the sun to the branches of the moon.

The dozen or so foundation-building monks were not as mesmerized as they were before. They showed doubtful expressions when they were puzzled, and became a little excited when they were happy.

This is not to say that Danxin's speech is not as good as Ling Yuansheng's, and the content is not as important as what he said, but because more than a dozen people are disciples and grandchildren of Danxin's disciples, and they used to listen to him often.

The more you listen, the less you will gain.

This is equivalent to a bowl of noodles and a bowl of noodle soup. When you encounter a bowl of noodles, you can directly bury your head in eating the noodles, but when you encounter noodle soup, you need to use chopsticks to find noodles in the soup.

For these people, Ling Yuansheng is a bowl of noodles, while Dan Xinren is a bowl of noodle soup.

Although Ling Yuansheng was listening to Daoist Danxin for the first time, both he and Daoist Danxin were third-level alchemists, so he could understand many things that Daoist Danxin said.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, he maintained a clear mind, and his "emotions and anger" were not visible.

(End of this chapter)