ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 164 Su Yan's Failure
After reading the discussions on the Dao forum, Du Xinghe finally had a profound understanding that "he is no longer an unknown person" -

Of course, Pingyun Continent is very large, and her name only frequently appears in front of people due to the Immortal Alliance Competition and the previous Alchemy Conference. Most of them are masters who rarely show up in public. Her strength is not worthy of people's fear. It is a blessing to be able to get the evaluation that the young are formidable and this girl has good talent.

"What are you looking at, Master?"

The ginseng water is poking its head into the air.

Du Xinghe showed him the jade tablet: "Don't you have one yourself? Why did you have to see mine?"

Shanshui loves to watch the fun, so she thought he would pay attention to the news about the jade edict as soon as possible.

"I came to see Master because he was absorbed in the task. I don't normally watch and I don't dare to watch. If I do, it's always Jindan-stage masters coming in to chat. Foundation-building and Jindan-forming masters are not qualified to speak. It destroys my Dao heart."

He made a face, turned his eyes away from the Dao section of the Jade Book, and said, "They still don't know my master well enough. She doesn't like male or female cultivators. My master only likes to practice."

Du Xinghe couldn't refute it.

She pondered and picked up the sword on the bedside: "Will seeing a Jindan master destroy your Taoism? Don't you watch me every day?"

"The master is the master, and others are others."

Shen Shuikan has his own philosophy of survival.

Du Xinghe believes that she has seen good things, and the more she has seen them, the more she knows her level is and where she should work hard. Meeting the powerful Ying Cangdi in the fusion stage a while ago did not dampen her enthusiasm for cultivation - no matter how strong others are, it is their business, and if she can get some wool, she will do her best to get it, and if she can't get it, it doesn't matter.

She got up from the bed and paused on her way to the yard to practice swordplay. She turned back and said, "It has nothing to do with what I did. Don't peek when others are reading the imperial edict. You might get beaten."

Du Xinghe's words soon came true on another person.

Cang Hengzi wanted to go into seclusion in the Xinghe Palace, but he also said, "Even if I hang myself, I have to take a breath." After completing a small cycle, he would always find some entertainment for himself.

But there is really nothing fun to do in the Galaxy Palace.

“Uncle, uncle!”

"Come and play with us, uncle! Please, uncle! We are missing a character for our game of house!"

As soon as Cang Hengzi turned off the fire of the weapon refining ritual, six cubs rushed over and hung on him one by one like little monkeys. He pushed them off and sighed, "What role is missing?"

The cubs all said in unison: "We just need an old queen!"

They were playing house. There were many eunuchs and palace maids in the inner courtyard, but the only one missing was a vicious old empress dowager.

Cang Hengzi was speechless. He lifted Tianji's collar and asked them to sit still.

He came up with an idea: "Do you miss your master?"

After receiving a positive answer, he said, "Come, let's see what new things your master has done recently in the Immortal Alliance Competition, and teach you how to read by the way."

"I am not illiterate. I can write my own name."

"I can recite the Three Character Classic!"

The kids who had studied in the underground palace for a while protested.

Cang Hengzi was just looking for a reason to make them quiet down anyway. He activated the jade tablet with his spiritual power and searched for her name directly in the discussion section.

[List of candidates for the harem of Crossing the Star River]

[If you, a Jindan cultivator, draw Crossing the Star River, you should be secretly happy, but if you are knocked away by a Jindan sword, you will be obedient.]

[Du Xinghe, take care of your disciple!!! After the competition, I came back from the ring and the music in my ears has not disappeared. I was so depressed that I couldn’t even sit up straight when meditating.]

Kaiyang's eyes widened: "Master, what do you mean by opening a harem?"

Cang Hengzi: "Uh..."

Cang Hengzi: "Let's watch something else. This kid can't watch it."

He quickly turned to other topics for discussion, trying to make the children forget about the harem.

Without anyone noticing, a shadow silently enveloped the seven people.

Compared to the matter of opening a harem, the competition between Du Xinghe and the golden elixir cultivator with thunder spirit roots was more suitable for children to watch. The sky full of lightning and thunder really captured the children's hearts at once, and Cang Hengzi also watched with gusto - as expected, if you want to see a fighting scene, you have to watch the sword cultivators fight, it's exciting!

"Hiss, why does it feel so cold around me..."

Cang Hengzi shuddered.

When it was time to practice, the cubs would consciously get off their stools without him urging them, and go to the yard to practice.

When the children were not around, Cang Hengzi chuckled and opened the discussion about Du Xinghe's harem.

He wanted to see what kind of harem this kid had during the Immortal Alliance Competition!
Almost no one who would respond to this question actually knows Du Xinghe.

She was usually serious and always stood there coldly. There were many people surrounding her, and their attitudes seemed to be that they wanted to win her favor. At first glance, it looked like she had a harem.

【Isn’t this the group’s favorite? 】

[How should I put it? You can say she is the group's favorite, but I think she is more like an old lady in my countryside. She must have a few younger people around her, right?]

[Like the boys and girls under the seat of Jindan Zhenren. ]

"Hahahahaha!"

The last description made Cang Hengzi laugh so hard that he fell over.

"what!"

He laughed too much and the chair gave way to his laughter, so he fell backwards, but he did not fall to the ground as he had expected.

A big hand just held the back of Cang Hengzi's chair, and he and Ying Cangdi looked into each other's eyes.

long silence.

Cang Hengzi: "You came in without saying hello."

Emperor Ying Cang: "Hello."

Cang Hengzi: "You should have said hello the moment you came in! No! You should have said hello before you came in and got my permission before you could come in."

"I do not want."

Emperor Ying Cang thought for a moment and refused.

Cang Hengzi's blood pressure suddenly rose again.

But there is one good thing about them who practice cultivation, that is, the difference in strength represents everything. Even if Emperor Ying Cang is being unreasonable... he is stronger, so he is right and it is what he deserves.

Having said that, when he saw Emperor Ying Cang sitting down next to him as a matter of course, Cang Hengzi's blood pressure still remained high.

Why is Your Majesty so hated?

Emperor Ying Cang explained slowly: "I didn't mean not to say hello. It was only after I came in that I felt like saying hello."

"Does it take time to say hello?"

Cang Hengzi was puzzled.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty turned to him, and even through the white satin he could feel the serious gaze below: "Yes."

"……Alright alright."

Cang Hengzi raised his hands in surrender: "Then what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I want to ask you something."

When he heard clearly what His Majesty was asking for, Cang Hengzi showed an incredible look on his face, as if asking -

Your Majesty, are you still speaking Chinese?
When Emperor Ying Cang nodded heavily again, Cang Hengzi reluctantly agreed.

Under his expectant gaze, he had no choice but to immediately send a message to Du Xinghe on the Jade Book. Fortunately, she seemed to be free and replied quickly: "I'm here, what's the matter, Master?"

"You are looking for a Jindan cultivator to spar with because you feel that the cultivators you met in the competition are too weak, right?"

"Correct."

"Then I'll arrange a very strong monk for you to spar with? He's my friend, and I promise to stop at the right time and follow the absolute moral principles of martial arts."

"Is there such a good thing?" Through the jade tablet, both of them could feel the smile between the lines of Du Xinghe's words: "Great, you are worthy of being a weapon refining master, your network of contacts is wide! What realm is your friend in?"

Cang Hengzi: "Fusion stage."

The input above the jade tablet lasted for a very long time.

Emperor Ying Cang waited expectantly for a reply.

After an unknown amount of time, Du Xinghe finally replied: "Master, is what you wrote still in Chinese?"

Cang Hengzi: “Hahahaha…”

Du Xinghe: "Master, please stop teasing me. It would be a great honor for me to get guidance from a Nascent Soul or Golden Core Peak Master, but I don't need guidance from a Fusion Master."

Since she had said goodbye to Emperor Ying Cang solemnly in the desert, she had never thought about His Majesty at all.

The temperature around Cang Hengzi dropped suddenly, and the green plants placed next to the weapon refining instrument even had a thin layer of frost. He felt a pang in his heart: "There's no need to be so sad, Your Majesty..."

Your Majesty stopped talking and just sat quietly.

There is no need to deform, it already looks like an autistic mushroom.

He is obviously better than all of them, so why doesn't he compete with him? He also wants others to say that they are a good match.

Cang Hengzi felt that it didn't matter how their harem was arranged.

But can you arrange for His Majesty to go there first?

There was a white mushroom in his refining room that faintly revealed the power of the fusion stage, which really affected his stability when refining magic tools!
……

Ten days of competition, until the last day.

Crossing the Star River has won nine games so far and has never lost a single one.

When the bracelet lit up for the last time, Ming Zhi finally felt relieved when he saw that he didn't meet anyone from Du Xinghe.

On the ring, there is a very cute little round face.

"I am Luoshaya from the Phantom Sect!"

"Ming Zhi from the Nine Yang Sect, please give me some advice."

After introducing themselves, the atmosphere on both sides was very good.

Luoshaya transformed into mist again, created an illusion for her in the mist, and attacked her secretly. Little did she know that Mingzhi's magic weapon, the Gardenia Bracelet, had the ability to break the illusion and counterattack after it lit up layer by layer. Mingzhi took the opportunity to use the Thunder Explosion Talisman, causing bursts of blood to explode in the purple mist, while the white light protected Mingzhi's mind from being deceived by the illusion.

Until Rakshasa's spiritual energy was exhausted to the point where he could no longer maintain the mist form and was awkwardly transformed back into human form, the two fought again.

The fog will melt in the water. After all, Mingzhi's water spirit root is superior and barely beats Luoshaya.

After this competition, both of them almost exhausted their spiritual power.

Ming Zhi also relied on high-quality talismans to survive many dangerous places, but activating the talismans required one's own spiritual power. The higher the quality of the talismans, the greater the consumption, which made it difficult for her to persist.

Both the judges and the audience could see that the two were very similar in ability.

The difference between victory and defeat depends on who performs better on the spot.

"You are better than I thought!" Luoshaya was surprised and praised sincerely.

Ming Zhi, who had been stern at first, relaxed his expression. Just as he was about to thank her, Luo Sha Ya continued, "I saw you lose to Du Xin Yue before, and I thought you were very weak!"

Ming Zhi: "..."

"It seems that Du Xinyue is really much stronger than me," Luo Shaya said indignantly, "Damn it! No wonder she is more favored by Sister Xinghe."

He stepped on Mingzhi's two minefields at once.

But Luoshaya seemed unaware of it. She even came forward to shake hands with her before happily walking off the stage.

Ming Zhi, who won the competition, couldn't smile. He took two deep breaths before smiling again and ran to Su Yan: "Brother! I won!"

She ran so fast that she nearly sprained her ankle.

Su Yan reached out and caught her, saying calmly, "Be careful when walking."

"Isn't there a senior brother here to pick me up?"

“There will always be times when I’m not here.”

"No way," Ming Zhi pouted. As soon as Su Yan treated her coldly, she leaned forward and said, "Even if Senior Brother wants to throw me away, I will stick to him. I will be his personal magic weapon."

Su Yan, who was originally as cold as an iceberg, let her lean on him, and his expression gradually softened.

After he joined the Nine Yang Sect, he became a highly anticipated genius swordsman. He was indifferent to everyone. As long as he put on a cold face, others would consciously keep a distance from him and not talk to him. However, Ming Zhi was not afraid of his anger. He was like a sweet cookie, and he got used to having her around. Seeing her enthusiastic towards others, he became uncomfortable: "I will take you with me, you should have less contact with Qin Qingyue." He paused and found an excuse: "You are not from the same sect after all."

Mingzhi didn't agree and tried to get away with it by acting coquettishly and doing something else.

Su Yan patted her head and looked at Du Xinghe who was standing under a tree in the distance, surrounded by many people.

Zheng Tianlu was afraid that she would be cold and hungry, so he not only refined elixirs in the furnace, but also baked some snacks made from spiritual herbs, which could both restore her spiritual power and sweeten her mouth.

Du Xinghe just happened to raise his head.

As they walked through the crowd, their eyes met.

Du Xinghe raised his eyebrows.

After a moment, she looked away. On her left was Luo Shaya, who had just finished competing with Ming Zhi. "Sister Xinghe, I have used up all my spiritual power. I have no strength left and can't stand. Can I lean on you for a while?"

Before Du Xinghe agreed, his limp body came over. On the right was Xinyue, who could kill with her eyes.

Shenshui hissed and retreated.

It’s so scary. The competition here is even more intense than in Master Lu’s backyard.

"Why haven't you fought?"

Du Xinghe leaned against them, more concerned about the details of the competition.

When Luo Shaya finished telling the details of the competition that took place in the purple mist, Xinyue sneered: "Since she used a lot of talismans to fight against you, and she also had magic weapons in her hands, you should have done your best to cripple her right hand from the beginning."

Luoshaya: “Huh?”

Du Xinghe gave advice from another perspective: "You can transform into mist, or find a way to break through her protective aura and drill into her throat through her ears and eyes, so that she can't recite the spell to activate the talisman."

Luoshaya: “Uh…”

This master and disciple pair is so cruel, hmm.

To others, Xinyue still looked like a male cultivator. Luo Shaya, who loved gossip, found an opportunity to talk to Xinyue alone and asked her, "Are you the Taoist partner of Sister 5 Xinghe?"

"No, I am her apprentice."

"I saw that you two were very close, and I thought you were already a couple."

Luo Shaya snorted and laughed: "Even a handsome man like Master Ji couldn't impress Sister Xinghe. Maybe she likes female cultivators. I have a good chance. One day you will call me Master's Wife."

Shenshui, who was listening to gossip, happened to hear these words and his heart almost stopped.

Oh my God!

In addition to being famous for their illusions, the people of the Huanling Sect are also well-known for their ability to transform into mist - they are particularly good at escaping. Other cultivators have to burn their blood and essence to escape, but they can run away just by turning into mist.

But even if I could run away, I couldn't tell this in front of my senior sister!

The ginseng water was trembling.

After a while, he saw his senior sister smiling and said through her teeth: "Then I'll wait."

Even from a distance he could feel his senior sister's clenched back teeth.

"what."

At this time, Du Xinghe's voice brought the three back to their senses. She said, "My bracelet is lit up. It's the last competition."

She looked in Su Yan's direction again.

The other person's bracelet also lit up at the same time.

The two of them appear to be at similar levels, so there is a high possibility that they will be ranked together.

Having not met him in the first nine days, Du Xinghe had a vague feeling that he would meet him on the last day.

She looked calm as she jumped onto the stage.

Among the top ten of the Tianjiao list, only two maintained an undefeated record.

When the two of them lined up together, no one watched the competitions on other stages and everyone gathered around.

"Cross the galaxy." Su Yan called her.

She moved her eyelids as if she heard it.

"The last time we sparred was many years ago." He actually reminisced about the past on the ring.

"Excuse me," Du Xinghe interrupted him, "Excuse me, the sparring you mentioned, is it the one where Venerable Yuan Ming was so busy that he threw me a copy of the Nine Yang Sword Manual that all outer disciples have, and I practiced diligently but made no progress and wanted to ask you for the details of the sword manual, and you threw my sword manual aside, dragged me to the martial arts arena and said that sword cultivators can't discuss swordsmanship on paper, and then beat me up so that I couldn't get out of bed for half a month?"

The originally lively discussions suddenly quieted down.

No one expected that Su Yan, the chief disciple of the Jiuyang Sect, would have a habit of abusing his junior sisters.

"I don't take pleasure in abusing you." He tightened his face, and his already handsome features became even more profound. He really had a face as sharp as a knife, just like the descriptions in some folk stories.

"I know,"

Du Xinghe smiled and said, "You just find it troublesome, but you can't ignore your junior sisters and brothers, so you want to hurt me and scare me, so that I won't bother you again."

"Aren't you afraid too?"

Su Yan asked back.

The original owner was none other than Du Xinghe himself, but he did not awaken his memories of his past life. Also, due to the omissions of his three souls and seven spirits, it was difficult for him to condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body, which made his cultivation progress extremely slow. He also did not know how to argue with others and fight for his rightful rights.

Du Xinghe only has the hard-working trait, but lacks wisdom, making him look a little stupid and pitiful.

But this is not a reason for her fellow disciples to bully her.

Du Xinghe: "But rather than being afraid, I really think that sparring with you can help me make progress."

He was beaten again and again, and after his injuries recovered, he had to run errands and do chores for his master and senior brothers.

Du Xinghe is a person who can really endure pain. She just wants to make others feel more pain after feeling the pain.

As a result, the original owner only had the front half, and the back half was missing.

It was not until Su Yan could no longer bear it and beat her up and said he would not teach her anymore that she gave up.

Su Yan's expression changed again and again, and finally there was only silence and coldness.

He said, “Do you think I care?”

Du Xinghe completely understood what he meant.

Pingyun Continent is not a place where reason is used. Even if he really enjoys abusing his junior sister, so what? As long as he is strong enough, he is right. If he wins, he will be the big winner. No one will pursue his moral flaws. It doesn't matter.

The barrier was erected and the sword light appeared at the same time.

The sound of the two swords colliding resounded in the arena, and the spiritual power and sword energy were so strong that a long thin white smoke ignited at the point of contact.

"What a sharp sword!"

Su Yan was startled. This sword was definitely not the same one she used the last time he saw her!
She is just a casual cultivator, where did she get such a good sword?
The sound of fine iron colliding made people's hearts tremble.

Because their realms were also top-notch in the Immortal Alliance Competition, this time the barrier was not only set up by Venerable Yuan Ming, but also reinforced by all the judges working together.

Even if you stand at the closest point under the arena, you will not be hurt by the spiritual power leaking out from the sword.

Even so, everyone could clearly feel the pressure on the stage.

Chi Xiao waved his hand and approached, sweeping a circle of dust around him.

Su Yan did not dare to neglect and blocked the oncoming sword——

How powerful was the sword? He was unable to block it completely and retreated step by step. With a spell, a gust of wind suddenly rose around him, and the wind became a tiger. The white tiger phantom roared loudly, and was able to compete with her sword force that could split the sky and the earth.

The spectator was so tense that he dared not even breathe.

"So you still hold back before crossing the galaxy?"

"Of course he held back. The ones he fought against were all cultivators who had just reached the Jindan stage. If he really fought with all his strength, the medical cultivators would only be able to collect the bodies of the people on the stage."

Her five-foot heavy sword can cut the sun, moon and stars!
But Su Yan, who was able to block her sword, should not be underestimated.

After seeing the face and back patterns of the white tiger illusion, a cultivator exclaimed: "Su Yan was chosen by the white tiger, it is not a rumor!"

"The white tiger... is just an ordinary beast after all? What's there to be proud of being chosen by the white tiger? People call it a big insect."

"You didn't understand what I meant. It's the white tiger among the four sacred beasts."

The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

"You mean, the White Tiger is his spirit beast?"

“Not really! Perhaps it’s just a little bit of White Tiger’s will that has merged with his sword. When his sword will reaches its peak, he will be able to draw on the power of White Tiger that controls killing… No wonder Nine Yang Sect values ​​him so much…”

In the blink of an eye, a strong wind blew up around Su Yan, and in the wind and clouds, above him, the shadow of a beast slowly emerged.

The clearer the beast's shadow is, the more terrifying the spiritual pressure is.

Is this the power left behind by the ancient mythical beast?

Su Yan's hair was slightly lifted by the spiritual energy that surged into the sky. His eyes were a little golden, and his pupils almost became a vertical line of animal pupils: "I admit that it is beyond my expectation that you have been practicing alone until today after resigning from the sect and going down the mountain. But, that's all."

As one of the three major sects, the Jiuyang Sect naturally has many secret places of inheritance left by ancestors.

Disciples will be brought into contact with it, and those with a connection to the immortal will be able to trigger it.

Su Yan is the one who has a destiny with immortals.

The white tiger phantom behind him looked like a tiger, but had strange patterns all over its body, and there were golden auspicious clouds on its silver-white body.

Su Yan still used the sword technique from the Nine Yang Sword Manual. Du Xinghe recognized it, the disciples of the Nine Yang Sect recognized it, and the audience around him were also familiar with it.

But this is a sword that carries the power of the killing white tiger. How can Du Xinghe defend against it? How can he defend against it?
Su Yan raised his thin lips in a faint smile.

The master and he were worrying too much.

There is no need for the Fire Poison Heart-Eating Sword. Just relying on the power of his White Tiger, he can severely defeat Du Xinghe.

Although the spiritual energy consumed after using this move would prevent him from using even the most basic spell for a day, it would be enough as long as he could defeat her.

He couldn't figure out how she would block this move.

Du Xinghe naturally also saw the white tiger phantom.

She looked calm and composed.

Sword Spirit: [You are so calm that it’s scary.]

Du Xinghe: [Oh, I just can’t think of how to block it. ]

It turns out that it's not about calmly meeting the battle, but calmly going to death.

The arena was huge, but the power of the sword was not something she could dodge. It only took her a moment to come to the conclusion that she could not dodge.

If you can't hide, then fight.

Everyone saw Du Xinghe's two swords hanging beside her, and one sword turned into thousands. The heavy sword formation seemed to form a pair of wide-open wings, protecting her underneath.

In addition to the sword, the green aura of the Zhenwu Incarnation Technique also appeared on her body.

"is that useful?"

Finally seeing her being beaten by him again and having to squat down with her head in her hands, Su Yan couldn't help but smile.

He never took pleasure in abusing his junior sister. He and his master had different tastes.

He just didn't want her to bother him anymore.

However, after seeing Du Xinghe become stronger and even slightly stronger than himself, he decided to defeat her...

It made him quite happy.

Su Yan didn't take the sword formation of nearly ten thousand swords seriously.

However, just as the two forces collided, Du Xinghe's sword formation turned from white to green, and actually burst out a dark blue shield to resist the sword!
Su Yan was stunned, his smile froze on his face, and he lost his voice: "What kind of defensive magic weapon are you using!?"

How powerful must the defensive magic weapon be to be able to block the full-strength attack he unleashes using the power of the White Tiger?
He refused to believe in evil and was unwilling to take back the sword.

Su Yan didn't notice that the white tiger illusion behind him, whose pair of eyes that were always filled with crazy murderous intent, not only calmed down, but also revealed a hint of embarrassment.

It's like standing up for a younger brother and ending up chopping down his colleague's daughter.

The spiritual power was exhausted and the tiger shadow disappeared.

Su Yan's eyes widened and he fell to the ground. His exhausted spiritual power made him no different from an ordinary person. Even a strong farmer could beat him up... The only difference was that the strength of an ordinary person could not damage his body at all.

Du Xinghe waited and waited, but there was no further movement.

She put away her two light swords, looked outside, and saw Su Yan sitting on the ground, stunned.

Du Xinghe wondered:
"Didn't I feel a huge amount of spiritual power just now? How come it disappeared all of a sudden?"

The sword spirit thought that it was almost broken into pieces, but it was cracked.

It recalled: "It seems that it was blocked by your Zhenwu Incarnation Technique."

Du Xinghe didn't even know that his defense was so strong.

But there is one advantage of traveling a lot, that is, you are used to it, and it was blocked by her sword anyway. So she withdrew the sword formation, changed back to two swords, held Xue Ming in her hand, and walked in front of Su Yan, whose face was pale.

Only then did Du Xinghe realize that he had really exhausted his spiritual power and had no other tricks left.

Even if he had a little bit of strength left, Su Yan would not allow himself to be so humiliated.

"What kind of defensive magic weapon did you use?"

"It's either a magic weapon or my sword."

"Impossible," Su Yan shook his head, more like trying to convince himself: "How can your sword block a sword with the power of the White Tiger?"

Du Xinghe sneered, and Xue Ming raised his chin with the tip of his sword:
"You want to learn? I won't teach you."

Xuanwu: No, Baihu, why did you hit my adopted daughter?
White Tiger: Misunderstanding, misunderstanding...