ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 163: Gun Master and Master Ji
"Thank you Master!"

There was a look of ecstasy in Su Yan's eyes.

In the past, he believed in his sword the most. Sword cultivators were somewhat stubborn and believed that their sword skills were the best. Cultivators without this ambition would only be able to wield the sword well, without any sword skills. But at this moment, for the first time, he wanted to learn other magic from his master. No matter what it was, as long as he could defeat Du Xinghe, he was willing to learn it.

"Illusions have no effect on her. She seems to have her own unique method to break through the limitations of space."

"I learned this move when I was traveling. I don't usually use it, and I don't like the Fire Control Sword. It just so happens that you also have a fire spirit root, so I'll let you try it."

In a moment of distraction, the sword manual fell into Su Yan's hands.

Fire poison heart-eating sword.

Seeing the word "poison", Su Yan hesitated: "Isn't it not good for our Nine Yang Sect to use poison in the competition?"

It's not like people are not using poison these days.

In the Immortal Alliance Competition, the use of poison is legal, but deadly poisons that cannot be cured are not allowed. Most of the poisons used are from unknown small sects and leftovers from the Immortal Alliance.

A disciple of the Jiuyang Sect uses poison?

Su Yan felt embarrassed. "I don't dislike what Master taught me. I'm just afraid that even if I win, she will use it as evidence to say that our Nine Yang Sect won dishonorably and bring shame to you, Master. My personal reputation is worthless, but Master's reputation is worth a fortune."

Even Junior Sister Mingzhi, who is as close as he is, has never seen Senior Brother Su show such a high EQ.

He is aloof and aloof, but does not seem to be pretending. However, he immediately switches to a high emotional intelligence personality in front of his master.

"This poison is not something you can find outside. It is a fire poison that is created by combining with your own fire spirit. When used in conjunction with the blood-stimulating method, it can attack the enemy by surprise. In a battle of the same level, blocking the meridians for a moment is enough to determine the winner."

Yuan Ming did not look at him. He stepped on the snow of the cliff. He was dressed in white, but the fire sword on his waist was bright red and dazzling. Su Yan did not dare to look directly at him. He just lowered his head and listened to his master's instructions:
"If Du Xinghe is poisoned and you are no match for her, then I, your master, can't help you with anything else."

Su Yan's heart trembled: "Disciple understands."

He waited for ten minutes without any new movement before he dared to raise his head.

Only when he could no longer see his master around did Su Yan let out a long sigh and began to eagerly flip through the new sword manual in his hand. Where was the disdain in his previous words?
After taking a quick look at the sword manual, Su Yan's mind changed.

Originally, he was vaguely afraid to stand on the stage with Du Xinghe.

Now that he was sure of it, his confidence grew:

"I will defeat Du Xinghe in the ring and wash away the humiliation suffered by the Nine Yang Sect!"

……

Unlike Su Yan's indignation, the Nine Yang Sect's top leaders did not feel humiliated at all.

In fact, it was originally caused by the disciples of Venerable Yuan Ming in the Cliff of Heart. It was Yuan Ming and his disciples who did something wrong and buried a genius. Their sect was large in scale, and the rules and regulations were clear. They would not deliberately bully one of the disciples. For such a thing of not knowing how to judge people, Yuan Ming had already been punished internally.

Of course, the punishment is to drink three cups of wine as punishment.

Considering that Yuan Ming himself has reached the Nascent Soul stage, they naturally would not punish him severely for missing out on a Jindan cultivator. However, if they had another disciple with good spiritual roots and excellent talents, they would not send him to the Cliff of Inquiry and let him practice swordplay on his own. He was not suitable to take on a disciple.

In short, the Jiuyang Sect felt that it had a clear conscience.

They also wanted to welcome Du Xinghe back and change his master.

This time I will definitely teach him well and provide him with resources comparable to those given to direct disciples.

"——That's what your elder said. What do you think, Junior Sister? If you want to learn swordsmanship, the Nine Yang Sect is indeed the best place to go. You will have many opportunities to compete with those people you don't like in the future."

Zheng Tianlu said.

The leader of Miaohuo Sect knew that he was coming for the Immortal Alliance Competition, so he asked him to personally deliver a secret box to the leader of Jiuyang Sect.

Because of this relationship, the top leaders of Jiuyang Sect determined that Zheng Tianlu was the representative of Miaohuo Sect, and also tried to probe him about Du Xinghe's affiliation.

Du Xinghe was surprised: "I thought you hated the Nine Yang Sect."

"Why do I hate the Nine Yang Sect? It is a major customer of the Miao Huo Sect. I don't like it because they bully you, but the conditions they offer are very sincere. I only consider your interests."

It is true that it cannot be entirely said to be the Nine Yang Sect’s fault.

The Nine Yang Sect is huge, and the former Du Xinghe was small. This behemoth didn't need to deliberately bully an ant. After all, it gave her, a former street child, a job and supported her. It was the master and disciple on the Cliff of Inquiry who were not human: "If you choose to go back, except Yuan Ming, all the elders will welcome you to be his direct disciple. The cultivation resources in the sect are limited. The more promising you are, the less the Cliff of Inquiry will get. They... especially the one with the nostrils on his head, they definitely don't want to see you come back."

The nostrils are on the head.

Zheng Tianlu didn't know Su Yan, but when he described him like this, his domineering face immediately appeared in her mind.

"What Senior Brother said seems to make me feel like I'll suffer if I don't go back to the Nine Yang Sect."

"Yeah, go back and take back everything you deserve!"

Zheng Tianlu said confidently: "With your talent, you should be trained as a disciple of the Nine Yang Sect with the highest standards. You are just going to take back what once belonged to you."

After moving to a Tianpin room, the living environment became much more spacious.

Zheng Tianlu was the one who paid the most attention to the quality of life among their group. He even lit incense sticks in the hall, spreading a warm and sweet fragrance that had the effect of relaxing people's minds.

Du Xinghe nodded: "It is reasonable for me to go back."

"That……"

"Brother, please help me convey to the Nine Yang Sect that I have resolved the misunderstanding with the Nine Yang Sect. If I make further progress in my cultivation in the future, it will not be to prove anything in front of my former sect. I think the strength I showed in the Immortal Alliance Competition is enough to prove that it is not that I have no talent or that I don't work hard, but that the Cliff of Integrity has no vision."

She put down the teacup and smiled faintly: "As for the matter of returning to the sect, there is no need to mention it anymore. It's good to be a free and independent cultivator."

In fact, in terms of age, there is not much difference between the two.

But Zheng Tianlu admitted in his heart that he was more like a child in front of his junior sister.

"I'm not angry, I just think it's better to be a casual cultivator."

"If I want to enjoy the treatment of a direct disciple of the Nine Yang Sect, there must be obligations that come with it. I have been a casual cultivator for so long, just like being an orphan for most of my life, and now I am asked to go back to the days of loving father and filial son... I don't feel that way anymore. I can block the knife for you, senior brother, but I can't block it for them."

Du Xinghe supported his cheek and glanced at him with a smile.

"Why are you trying to coax my senior brother out of nowhere?"

Zheng Tianlu's face turned red with anger because of what she said.

His junior sister had a carefree and chivalrous air about her, and he originally thought that she didn't care about anything, but occasionally she would say something sincere that would unexpectedly warm his heart.

Alas, having a junior sister like this, no matter how much I love her, it’s never enough!

"I'll block it for Master first." Xinyue muttered.

"What, what, what? What are you blocking? I want to come too." This was the person who didn't even listen to the serious business they were talking about and just came to join in the fun.

The only person who didn't speak was Tian Xiao, who was standing on the wall as a decoration.

Du Xinghe glanced at him, and he raised his eyes: "I'll block it if you pay me."

The top leaders of Jiuyang Sect were filled with regret about Du Xinghe's refusal to return to the sect. Fortunately, Zheng Tianlu used his eloquence to make them believe that the misunderstanding had been completely resolved. Even if she did not return to the sect, she would be closer to Jiuyang Sect than to other sects.

Zheng Tianlu thought that he had to do what he could to help his junior sister.

Thanks to him, the voices calling for ways to suppress her completely disappeared among the Nine Yang Sect's top brass.

The people on the cliff of asking the heart also know this.

Su Yan and Yu Qiuzhu both responded indifferently, and no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

Ming Zhi pretended to be delighted and agreed, but secretly she was even more worried - she felt that she and Du Xinghe were in an irreconcilable personal feud, and now even the sect was no longer against Du Xinghe, what should she do?

What surprised the deputy sect leader the most was Xue Yanguang's reaction——

After hearing what the visitor said, he exclaimed, "Okay, but there has never been anyone with this name on the Cliff of Inquiry, and I don't know her either, so there's no way I can confront her head-on."

When faced with further questioning, Xue Yanguang deliberately avoided talking about other issues and deliberately avoided mentioning Du Xinghe's name.

After hearing the reply, the deputy sect leader was furious: "How did Yuan Ming teach his apprentice? Xiao Xue was originally an excellent cultivator, but he got frustrated in the competition and got into a wrong path. He didn't give him any guidance or instruction, and let him get stuck in a dead end and not get out of it!?"

It is not uncommon for monks to have wrong ideas and become obsessed with appearances on the path of cultivation.

Individual practitioners can only rely on themselves to think it through or become enlightened.

If you have a master, the master should take the responsibility of leading the way.

The deputy sect leader couldn't bear to see Xue Yanguang becoming more depressed, so he personally appointed another disciple to comfort him.

And every time she drew her opponent, Mingzhi became extremely nervous.

Don't draw the Crossing Star River! Don't draw the Crossing Star River!
She didn't draw Du Xinghe, but when she saw the person on the ring clearly, she couldn't help but be shocked.

——She drew Xinyue.

Ming Zhi remembered this cultivator who always followed Du Xinghe and obeyed his orders.

"I remember that you are very good at illusions and you are also a cultivator who knows music," Ming Zhi jumped onto the stage lightly, "I am Ming Zhi, a sword cultivator from the Nine Yang Sect. I hope we can have a wonderful duel."

Her kind smile was met with only a cold glance from Xinyue.

Mingzhi was secretly satisfied.

This is the effect we want. We want everyone to think that people crossing the galaxy are impolite and sarcastic!
"I am Du Xinyue, please teach me."

As soon as the words fell, the barriers on all four sides of the arena were erected.

Ming Zhi was so afraid of meeting Du Xinghe because, firstly, they were at different realms, and secondly, her magic weapon had a hallucinogenic effect, which was ineffective against Du Xinghe.

Ming Zhi is not that afraid of other people.

After all, she is the most favored disciple of Venerable Yuanming!

The music has not yet started, but the fragrance has already arrived.

Ming Zhisu trembled her hand, and the gardenia wreath on her wrist slowly lit up. The moment the fragrance enveloped her, the surroundings that Xinyue saw also underwent tremendous changes.

This is no longer the scene of the 100-competition competition of the Immortal Alliance, but we have returned to a sedan chair.

In the sedan chair that was transporting a beautiful lady from the Xuan Dynasty, she lifted the curtain and looked outside, and was scolded by the transporting official.

Seeing a look of confusion on Xinyue's face, Mingzhi was secretly proud and rushed forward with his sword in hand.

clang!
In a flash, Xinyue's arm blocked the sword.

"Impossible! How could it be?"

Ming Zhi widened her eyes and said in a lost voice.

The first sentence expressed surprise that Xinyue was able to break free from the most terrifying scene in her heart so quickly.

The second sentence was that her sword was not weak enough to allow the weapon cultivator to raise his hand to block it.

The next moment, Xinyue's eyes regained clarity: "The illusion you chose is not very good. That was indeed the time when I was most afraid, but--"

She grasped the sword blade with her backhand and blew the bone phoenix flute with her other hand.

Fortunately, the instrument chosen by her master can be played with just one hand.

When the eerie and gloomy sound rang out, cold sweat instantly covered Mingzhi's back and neck, slowing down her sword. She only heard Xinyue continue, "After I opened the curtain, the person I saw was my master."

Now that I have seen the Master, why should I be lost in illusions?
Xinyue suddenly woke up from the illusion, remembering that she was competing with her master's old enemy and must not lose face for her master.

At this critical moment, she blocked Ming Zhi's sword.

Fear flowed through Ming Zhi's body. In extreme fear, she couldn't help but speak out her true feelings: "Master, Master... every word she said was about Master. You are nothing but a dog next to her! You will be her dog for the rest of your life!"

She thought she had said something very offensive.

But Xinyue, who was standing in front of him, raised her lips slightly: "I didn't expect you to say something nice."

Ming Zhi was stunned.

After all, she had excellent talent and was carefully cultivated by Venerable Yuanming. She had more magical instruments and talismans that could be used in emergencies than ordinary cultivators. She quickly suppressed her fear and started fighting with her with sword in hand.

I thought she was only good at playing the flute, but unexpectedly, she also knew a few sword techniques. Xinyue never slacked off in the "Rainbow Sword Manual" given to her by her master, but she didn't have as many opportunities to practice as her master, and she wasn't as good as Mingzhi, who had practiced sword techniques for many years.
After ten moves of fighting, Xinyue knew that she was no match for her in close combat and swordsmanship.

However, in addition to swordsmanship, the master also taught her a trick.

After fifteen moves of fighting, Mingzhi had already seen the loopholes in her opponent's sword moves and her heavy breathing. Feeling proud, she attacked her opponent's shoulder with a long sword wrapped with gardenia flowers and water currents. As long as Xinyue dodged, she could defeat her with an even more impenetrable sword force.

But Xinyue didn't hide.

A purple mist shaped like butterfly wings appeared behind her, lifting her whole body upwards and helping her to fall directly into Ming Zhi's "arms", while at the same time she also took the sword!
Under everyone's stunned gaze, blood flowed!

But Xinyue seemed to be unaffected at all. She took the opportunity to get closer to Mingzhi and found the right moment to hum the beat of "Mystical Sound of God". At a close distance that was almost a hug, the impact of "Mystical Sound of God" was enough to make Mingzhi tremble all over. Xinyue actually found the opportunity to pierce her waist and abdomen with a sword!

how come?
Didn't she feel it?

First he grabbed her sword with his bare hands, and then the sword pierced Xinyue's shoulder and arm a full palm deep. Mingzhi even began to doubt whether his sword had its own analgesic effect.

"you lose."

Xinyue announced.

During the battle, she remembered that her best skill was not swordsmanship, nor even music.

When the three of them traveled and adventured, her ecological niche was to assist and heal, which was exactly what the master needed.

In the close combat, Xinyue was able to stop bleeding, relieve pain, and purify the impact of the sword energy on her meridians at the same time. The sword hit her as if it was a joke, and she could even take two more swords. Although Mingzhi had water spirit roots, she had only learned some simple healing spells. After her waist and abdomen were pierced, the gardenia wreath on her wrist tried to repair her injuries, but was blocked by the spiritual power that Xinyue injected into her waist.

It was not until the winner was decided and the medical practitioner stepped onto the stage that she withdrew her last bit of spiritual power.

"You can't even beat my master's dog, so don't mention my master's name anymore."

Xinyue looked down at her, pulled out the sword that was stuck in her shoulder, and threw it to the ground:

"You do not deserve."

A doctor came forward to check her wound, but she put away her arrogant expression and shook her head: "Thank you, but no need, I can do it myself."

After she finished speaking, a beautiful little butterfly fluttered around her wound, and the hideous wound, which was so deep that the bone could be seen, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, except for the blood that had been splashed, even the scar was gone.

Xinyue raised her hand and wiped the blood splattered on her face with the back of her hand.

It's not just his own blood, but there's also the blood of his enemies.

Thinking of this, Xinyue couldn't help feeling a little nauseous. She used a small spell to wash the blood off her face with clean water before walking towards Du Xinghe under the ring.

The crazy and fierce puppy on the ring immediately became docile and shy when he saw his master: "Master."

Du Xinghe: "Come here and let me see if you are injured anywhere else."

Du Xinghe said so, but Xinyue thought of her clothes being torn and stained with blood, and couldn't help feeling ashamed: "I am dirty, Master."

"You're talking nonsense again."

Du Xinghe grabbed her and checked her from head to toe, only letting her go after making sure she had no other wounds.

At this moment, Xinyue no longer had the high spirits she had on the stage. She was only blushing.

The sword spirit wondered:

"You check her? What can you do with the results? Your treatment level can only make her grow two more hands on her wounds."

Just as it finished questioning, it heard the silly child whisper: "I quite like being examined by the master."

Sword Spirit: "..."

There's no hope, bury him now.

Du Xinghe didn't think too much about it. Seeing that Xinyue was fine, he turned around and reviewed the previous competition for her: "You only started to practice swordsmanship seriously after you were equipped with limbs. I don't blame you if your swordsmanship is a little lacking. Just pick it up and practice well in the future. After all, you are the direct disciple of a genius swordsman like me. You don't want to hear others say that you are my disciple, but your swordsmanship is nothing like mine!"

"Yes, I almost embarrassed Master." Xinyue reflected obediently.

The sword spirit was even more puzzled:

"Xinyue is not like you in any way. Isn't this desperate fighting style of hurting yourself 800 times and the enemy 1,000 times like you? I think you two came from the same family."

Du Xinghe was speechless.

She had no choice but to change the subject and asked, "The magic weapon in Mingzhi's hand actually has a hallucinogenic effect? ​​I saw that your eyes were out of focus for a moment."

Losing the inherent focus of the eyes is one of the obvious signs of being trapped in an illusion.

Xinyue nodded and recounted what happened in the ring.

She did not forget to thank her master: "Luckily I saw my master in the illusion, which allowed me to wake up from my fear so quickly."

During that darkest time, it was the master who insisted on rescuing her.

"With Master here, I will never be afraid of illusions."

The master is her anchor. With the master around, she has a shore to rely on no matter how big the storm is.

Du Xinghe patted her head and stopped talking about these things that exposed her scars.

After hearing this, Shenshui said, "Senior sister is wrong. It is precisely because of the master's presence that I am easily deceived by the illusion!"

Everyone looked at him in unison.

"Mingzhi is looking in the wrong direction. If the illusion she created is that Master has dismissed all of us, leaving only Senior Sister, and said that he wants to live with Senior Sister behind closed doors, and then asked Senior Sister to come over and hug him... I don't think Senior Sister will be able to wake up from the illusion in an hour."

After hearing this, Xinyue turned her face away and did not admit it.

Just by hearing the scene described by Shenshui, she couldn't help but feel longing and secretly happy.

The sword spirit thought for a moment: "Shenshui, you have a talent for using illusions!"

Xinyue grabbed Shenshui's crown:
"Let's go to the martial arts arena and spar with each other."

Shenshui: "Ah? Senior Sister, I was wrong!"

……

Shenshui's plea for mercy was ineffective, and he even unexpectedly ran into Jiang Zeman in the martial arts arena and gave him a round-by-round fight.

Go ahead and fight as hard as you can. If you get hurt, there are top medical sisters waiting to treat you.

Du Xinghe watched for a while as an amusement and then became very interested, so he stood up and looked for a cultivator of similar strength to compete with.

The most convenient person to help is Tian Xiao.

However, the two's application for competition was politely rejected by the Nine Yang Sect staff:

"For the two Jindan cultivators to compete, my suggestion is to find an open space nearby. The martial arts arena will not be able to perform well."

Du Xinghe agreed and handed all his belongings to Xinyue to look after. He flew to the forest outside Xihe Garden with only the two swords and Tianxiao. Before setting off, the price and duration of the training were calculated and all paid by Zheng Tianlu.

"I don't use poison, only a sword. You can use anything." Du Xinghe held Xue Ming in his hand.

Tian Xiao looked at her quietly and said, "I only have a gun."

The spear in his hand suddenly glowed with lightning, and there were faint spots of light floating around. It was a clear, cloudless day, but thunder and lightning suddenly appeared around him.

There was clearly only one spear, but under the intensive attack, it turned into six spear shadows. The five extra ones had the same powerful power as the original body, and their strength was even doubled.

The two were fighting fiercely, and even the cultivators in Xihe Garden felt the fluctuation of spiritual power coming from afar and became puzzled.

After learning that two Jindan cultivators were going to compete with each other, some people couldn't wait to go and see what was going on.

If you can watch the Jindan competition up close, you will definitely learn something!

Unfortunately, by the time they arrived, both sides had already withdrawn their troops.

"You have become much stronger than before. If I use poison, I may not be able to defeat you." Tian Xiao paused, thinking that he had received the spirit stone, he had to say something, so he said: "Don't worry, I am older than you and have more combat experience than you..."

"I know,"

Du Xinghe waved his hand, asking him to stop his clumsy consolation: "I am a bit competitive, but not to the point of being crazy!"

Think about it, when she was at the peak of foundation building, Tian Xiao was at the peak of Jindan.

Although the breakthrough to the Golden Core stage was a later event, Tian Xiao had certainly experienced more battles than her in his long career as a fighter. It was not unfair for her to lose, but:

"Next time, I will win!"

She sat down on the heavy sword, and the ends of her hair, which were scorched black by electricity, curled slightly, making her look like a little witch who was still full of energy after getting into trouble.

Sword Spirit: "Hey, there's no such thing as flying while sitting on a sword."

"Not only can I fly while sitting, I can also fly while lying down."

Relying on the huge heavy sword, Du Xinghe lay on his side, with the sky thousands of feet below him.

The monks who heard the news were disappointed when they saw this: "Are you not going to fight anymore?"

"No more fighting. I'll notify you earlier next time before the fight begins."

Everyone sighed with regret at having missed the opportunity to watch the game.

At this time, Tian Xiao came back with a bag of recovered photo stones in his hand: "I have already considered that everyone will need to watch the game, so I prepared a batch of photo stones around. The quantity is limited, so hurry up if you want to buy."

Du Xinghe: "...ah?"

Du Xinghe: "So you disappeared for a while before the fight. Were you there to set up the photo stone?!"

She was stunned.

I didn't expect that there are such people in the world who are good at making money.

"Just making some extra money," Tian smiled, and turned to the cultivator who was flying over on his sword to buy it and said, "If you buy the photo stone, you can get an extra 500 spirit stones. I'll give you a video of me explaining the details of the battle tomorrow."

Explained by Jindan monk himself!

Is this price increase expensive?
Expensive!

But there are surprisingly many cultivators who are willing to pay, and some people complained: "I might as well let my master explain it to me. My master is also a Jindan Zhenren."

"Then ask your master to explain it to you. I won't stop you."

Tian Xiao said lightly.

After a while, the man came back to purchase more items.

He calculated the account and gave half of the spirit stones to Du Xinghe: "This part is yours."

Du Xinghe was surprised: "Me too? I thought with your personality, you would take them all for yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, the other party stared at her in silence for a while: "You are my long-term customer, I will not let you suffer any loss... I only make what I deserve."

Well, she was judging others by her own mean standards!
Having said that, when Du Xinghe accepted the spirit stone, he clearly saw an expression of heartache and reluctance on Tian Xiao's face, which was not covered by the mask. He even turned his face away, unable to bear to look at him any longer.

She found it quite interesting and took her time to appreciate his expression.

After she put the spirit stones into the storage ring, Tian Xiao's expression immediately returned to normal without the spirit stones visible.

The entire discussion between the two became popular on the discussion board.

Perhaps under the high pressure of the Immortal Alliance Competition, the cultivators also need some entertainment to relax their tense spirits, so in addition to the strength of the two, the topic of discussion is what happened to the two of them -

[Which one is the Taoist companion to cross the galaxy between the Gun Xiu and Master Ji? Come in and vote]

[Du Xinghe's Taoist partner is not her disciple? The one called Du Xinyue]

[No Taoist partner is allowed when crossing the galaxy! Does she have to like men? Can't a female cultivator do that? ]

The last article was published anonymously.

But someone pointed out in the comments that it was most likely sent by Luoshaya from the Huanling Sect.