ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 199 Breaking the Queen
"How are we going to get through this?"

The sedan bearer had never seen such a divine spectacle. His eyes widened, yet he was secretly glad.

Fortunately, the immortal was fair and did not allow him to rely on external forces, otherwise the young master would definitely ask him to carry him over, and if he accidentally fell into the abyss, he would be the one.

The others also had pale faces and were reluctant to move.

An adult who brought a child with him whispered to his child, "The Immortal is kind, how could he watch a child who came to learn from him fall to his death? This must be a trick to test your character, go now."

"No, I don't want it!"

Due to their age, young children are more willing to believe what they see with their own eyes, and some of the timid ones even pull at their mother’s clothes and cry.

Xiaoliu's face was also pale.

Jinwu City is low-lying, and the most terrible thing is the turbulent canal. He himself has never been to such a high place, and just looking at it from a distance makes his calves tremble.

But he gritted his teeth and said, "Sister, wait here. I'll go and try whether this paper bridge is stable or not."

After saying that, Xiaoliu walked towards the paper bridge.

The other adults who sent their children to participate in the selection were annoyed and anxious when they saw that a ragged little beggar was braver than their own children. Some even picked up the children on the spot and wanted to put them on the paper bridge: "The beggars dare to do it, so why don't you dare? Don't let others get ahead! Yong'er, be good, Dad will help you."

The man carried the crying boy onto the paper bridge. He had just taken one step when the paper beneath his feet disappeared in an instant. He seemed to have stepped on empty air and fell, uttering a scream that drowned out the child's scream: "Ah—"

When the wetness spread over his crotch, the man realized that he had not fallen at all, and the paper bridge returned to its original state.

It was just a small punishment from the immortal to warn him not to force the child to cross the paper bridge.

Having lost face in front of everyone, the man was ashamed and angry, and walked away with the child in his arms.

At this time, Xiaoliu, who had walked a short distance on the paper bridge, turned back and shouted to Du Xinghe, "This is terrible! The paper bridge is shaking, and I saw a child being thrown off. A little further ahead, a zombie jumped towards me. Its mouth was bigger than my head, and its teeth were sharper than a tiger's. I was almost bitten by it, sister! I'll cover you later!"

The boy, who had been coaxed by the adults and was hesitant to step onto the paper bridge, immediately changed his attitude after hearing Xiaoliu's words and was unwilling to leave.

Du Xinghe was pulled by him onto the paper bridge.

When the wind blew, the paper bridge swayed, and her arms were covered with sweat from his palms.

Du Xinghe thought he was clingy: "Let go of my claws, I can walk by myself."

"Sister, I said there were zombies just to scare them."

"I know."

"Sister, how do you know everything?"

Du Xinghe was so calm that Xiaoliu was also infected by his emotions and his fear disappeared for the most part. He walked more steadily on the paper bridge.

She said: "The Immortal wants to test out children with good character and aptitude, not to find food for the zombies."

If you can let go of your fear, you can take in the magnificent scenery from the top of the mountain from the paper bridge. Looking down, the canal is like a jade belt, flashing dazzling waves.

After the paper bridge, there is a long staircase.

With every step I took, it felt like a stone was being placed on my shoulders, making my steps even heavier.

After realizing this, Du Xinghe began to maintain the breathing rhythm she used during meditation. Her originally heavy body gradually became lighter. She also taught this method to Xiao Liu. Although the effect was far inferior to hers, it also helped a little.

By the last few steps, Xiaoliu was sweating profusely: "I, I can't walk anymore..."

"Then crawl over there."

Du Xinghe gave advice calmly.

This might be a bit hurtful to a child from a normal family, but Xiaoliu's eyes lit up, and he immediately lay on the ground, using his hands and feet to climb over the last four steps...

In the Jiuyang Sect's hall sat the Sect Master, elders, and guardians.

The selection process has come to an end. There are disciples practicing martial arts in the hall, and they take the opportunity to ask for advice from the elders of the sect from time to time. They have little interest in the water mirror that clearly reflects the situation on the paper bridge - most of the disciples who should be accepted have been accepted, and it is expected that there will be no particularly talented children.

The blue-robed old man sitting on the left smiled and said, "Has Yuan Ming not picked a disciple he likes yet?"

The man called Yuan Ming lowered his eyes: "It's just that we are not destined to be together."

"what about this?"

The old man pointed at the two children in the water mirror who were the first to arrive at the gate of Jiuyang Sect.

The girl strolled leisurely in the garden with steady steps.

Next to her, there was a little boy crawling in a dark and twisted manner.

Venerable Yuan Ming: "..."

The children walked through the long steps before they actually arrived at the Nine Yang Sect.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were all wearing red and white Taoist robes, with their long swords either hanging at their waists or held in their hands to practice with others. All of them were in high spirits - even if they were only in the Qi Refining stage, the mental outlook they displayed was very different from that of ordinary people. When the children stumbled into the hall, they were shocked by this scene and could not speak for a long time.

Xiaoliu felt even more ashamed of himself.

Forget about sister, sister, she deserves it, but how can he take her words seriously? She actually had the audacity to come with sister. Even taking a step in the hall would dirty the white jade floor tiles here. He hesitated and said, "Sister, you go ahead, I won't go in."

"Walk."

Before he finished speaking, Du Xinghe pulled him forward: "Those who walk slower than you don't feel ashamed of themselves, so you don't need to belittle yourself."

Xiaoliu staggered when the big sister pulled him.

In fact, he had no idea what those eight words meant, but he knew his sister was comforting him, so he responded loudly and followed her.

Soon, other children who had passed the test of character came forward, including the young master. When he saw the two little beggars walking ahead of him, he immediately showed a look of humiliation on his face.

The man in blue robe led them to test their spiritual roots. Seeing this, Xiaoliu, who thought he had passed the test by walking through the paper bridge and the steps of questioning the heart, became panicked. He saw that the young master in gorgeous clothes was found to have dual spiritual roots. Everyone looked at him with envy, and even the high and mighty immortals looked at him differently.

Are rich children really better qualified?

Xiaoliu felt a little lost and began to doubt whether he had spiritual roots.

But he didn't care much about his own qualifications. He turned his gaze to Du Xinghe. She was placing her hand on the crystal for testing spiritual roots, and three colors appeared.

Seeing this, the young master laughed: "I thought the first one to arrive was so amazing, but it turns out he is only a third spiritual root!"

"Why are you so arrogant? You only have two spiritual roots, but my sister has three!"

Xiaoliu hates it most when people say bad things about Du Xinghe.

But when he refuted with a red face, what responded to him was the other party's burst into laughter: "Hey, in front of the immortal, I won't say anything unpleasant, but you have to know that the fewer spiritual roots, the better. The aptitude of two spiritual roots is better than three spiritual roots. The Nine Yang Sect does not accept disciples with three spiritual roots!"

Xiaoliu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to act recklessly here.

The result he got was better than Du Xinghe's, indicating that he had dual spiritual roots.

He grabbed Du Xinghe and said, "Sister, let's go back together."

If the Nine Yang Sect doesn't accept her, then he won't stay here anymore.

Du Xinghe was really a little surprised this time - she didn't know her own qualifications, but she had always instinctively felt that the Jiuyang Sect would accept her as a disciple.

In the past, when she meditated in the hammock, she would have a very strong feeling.

I feel like...very awesome.

Arrogance is also a kind of psychological disease. The more she reflected on herself, the more she felt that she had a bright future.

As a result, three spiritual roots were detected today.

Now that the facts were before her eyes, she did not bother to argue and only said, "If you can stay, then stay here. The Nine Yang Sect does not accept people with three spiritual roots, so there should be other small sects willing to accept me. We will meet again someday."

She didn't talk like a child, and although she was dressed in rags, she didn't look like a daughter raised in a wealthy family, which attracted the attention of the immortals and disciples.

And that young master was actually accepted as a disciple by Venerable Yuan Ming.

Once Du Xinghe made a decision, there was no room for change. Xiao Liu didn't want to stay alone, but she didn't dare to disobey her. She was so anxious that she was about to cry. Just as she was about to leave, a voice sounded from above: "I still need an inner sect disciple. Let's take her."

Du Xinghe stopped and turned to look at the source of the sound.

The person who came was none other than Venerable Yuan Ming, who had taken in that annoying young master.

He was dressed in white, which created a strong contrast with the long sword with flames flowing on his waist. His long hair was tied up high with a jade hairpin, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold and handsome like an immortal.

While other children were impressed and admired by his demeanor, Du Xinghe felt a strong sense of nausea.

She doesn't like this person.

But he insisted on accepting her as his inner disciple against all odds.

Venerable Yuan Ming did not look at her face, but at the jade pendant around her neck.

……

The lineage of Master Yuan Ming is on the Cliff of Questioning the Heart, with Du Xinghe following behind them.

The young master's name is Xue Yanguang, and there is also a senior brother named Su Yan on the cliff.

Xiaoliu was accepted as a disciple by another elder, and they could only see each other during classes or breaks. Compared to his reluctance to leave, Du Xinghe was more used to saying goodbye. She didn't want to be tied to anyone. Being a brother and sister for life was just supporting each other and walking a part of the same road.

"How can I have a junior sister with three spiritual roots! I won't acknowledge you!"

Xue Yan glared at her angrily.

Du Xinghe turned a deaf ear.

In her eyes, his yelling and scolding were like the scratching of a kitten or a puppy. It was a bit annoying, but not harmful at all.

The only thing that made her feel uncomfortable was...

She always felt that the other person shouldn't be like this.

But it was clearly the first time they met.

Master Yuanming took them to see the eldest brother Su Yan, a young man slightly older than them, with handsome features and a temperament very similar to that of the master, both of them were exactly the same cold and arrogant. Xue Yanguang also wanted to act like a young master in front of him, but he immediately behaved after hearing that he was a single spiritual root.

"Su Yan, take your junior brother to where he will live in the future,"

Reverend Yuan Ming's gaze fell on Du Xinghe and he said, "You stay."

When the door was closed, there were only two people left in the room.

To a little girl, the man in front of her was like a giant, and his majesty was unfathomable.

Du Xinghe called out cautiously, "Master."

"Who gave you this jade pendant?" He asked calmly, as if he didn't hear her address.

"My mother left it to me."

"Your mother..."

Reverend Yuan Ming paused as he began to speak. He raised his hand and an invisible force sucked her over. A large hand clasped her neck. She knew the difference in strength between them and did not struggle too much. Her heart was beating like a drum. “It’s an amazing guiding technique to be able to bring you from Xuan Country to Jinwu City.”

After he finished praising her, his tone suddenly turned bad: "I hate being threatened the most, but I will repay the favor I owe you."

The big hand gradually tightened, Du Xinghe clenched his hands, and had difficulty breathing.

When she was about to faint with stars in her eyes, Venerable Yuan Ming let go of her hand and said, "Whatever, she is just a waste with three spiritual roots. She can't cause much trouble. Just keep her."

A gust of sword wind blew Du Xinghe out of the house, and the door closed tightly the moment she rolled out.

She lay on the ground, breathing in deep gulps of fresh air.

"Those who cultivate immortality...are all psychopaths!"

Du Xinghe rubbed the place where he was almost strangled and crawled up from the ground.

Soon, life in the Nine Yang Sect made her realize more clearly that not only were all the immortal cultivators insane, but also that none of them liked him.

Venerable Yuan Ming never showed his emotions, but his evil was very obvious. He clearly didn't like Du Xinghe. Under his indifference, her days on the Cliff of Questioning the Heart suddenly became sad. But no matter how sad it was, it was much better than living in a shabby shack and being a street child. She didn't care at all. If her master didn't teach her, she would learn by picking up scraps.

No one took her seriously, and Senior Brother Su Yan explicitly told her not to disturb his practice, and he would not give her any advice.

If she dared to come, he would beat her up.

——I really went across the galaxy.

She knew that the senior brother deliberately hit her in the name of "sparring" in order to hurt her and scare her.

But so what? He was stronger than her now, and there was an opportunity to learn when they were sparring. While she was learning on her own, she would harass the senior brother from time to time, making him very annoyed. She was like an indestructible cockroach.

The time passed extremely quickly in the Nine Yang Sect. This time, Du Xinghe did not stand there foolishly waiting for his brothers to order him around. Instead, he sought advice from other disciples whenever he had the chance. He picked up a few words of guidance here and a few words of experience there, and managed to learn the Nine Yang sword technique to perfection.

In the sect competition the following year, she beat Xue Yanguang until he cried, and Su Yan was also knocked off the stage by her sword.

Facing everyone's surprised gazes, Du Xinghe sheathed his sword and said, "Two senior brothers, don't you know that I have already established my foundation?"

Venerable Yuanming, who had never given her the Foundation Establishment Pill, looked livid.

After the competition, he asked her where the foundation-building pills came from, and she asked back, "So you need to take pills to build your foundation? How come I didn't know that?"

She spoke quite loudly and was heard by other elders, who stopped Venerable Yuanming who was about to teach her a lesson.

"Yuan Ming, a genius appeared on your cliff. It would be fine if you didn't report it to the sect leader, but why did you use force on her?"

——A cultivator who is less than eight years old and can successfully build a foundation without the need for a foundation-building pill is fully worthy of the word genius.

Even the former Venerable Yuanming could hardly look up to him.

Du Xinghe, under the guidance of the elders, went to see the sect master and told him all the injustices she had suffered on the cliff. After hearing this, the sect master did not punish Yuan Ming Zun, but he also made the decision to accept her as his disciple and made her his youngest personal disciple.

Everyone in the Nine Yang Sect knew that the Sect Master had made an exception and accepted a genius who was at the age of eight to establish his foundation. That genius was originally a disciple of Master Yuan Ming.

Everything goes smoothly, what a wonderful life!
Du Xinghe changed his residence and felt relieved. He felt more and more that this was the life he was supposed to live.

This is right!

Although he has three spiritual roots, he is the protagonist!
In the fifth year of the Jiuyang Sect, Du Xinghe and Su Yan brought their fellow disciples into the first Yin-level secret realm to discuss sword skills.

Lunjian Peak is a secret realm exclusive to the Jiuyang Sect. Outsiders are not allowed to enter easily. It is also a secret realm with a low risk factor. Led by the two most outstanding people of the same class, there should be no mistakes.

"Xiao Liu, come here."

Du Xinghe called Xiaoliu to his side without any hesitation.

Seeing how kindly she treated the disciple named Xiao Liu, the other disciples couldn't help but cast envious glances at her: "Follow me later. If you can't kill a spirit beast, ask me to kill it. Do you understand?"

"I know, sister!"

Xiaoliu, who was originally so skinny that he could only count his ribs every night, has grown taller in the Jiuyang Sect and has a round face. He is not as good-looking as before when he was thin.

But Du Xinghe felt that he looked better this way.

It would be nice to grow up healthy under her protection.

Not far away, Su Yan, who was leading another team of fellow disciples, glanced over. She raised her eyebrows at him and smiled back.

"Humph,"

He snorted coldly and said loudly: "Sixth son, your disciples in Zhengxin Cliff should be under my care, come here."

Du Xinghe frowned and said, "I can manage it even if I have one more person to look after."

"This was arranged by the deputy sect leader in advance. Are you going to openly disobey it?"

Su Yan's tone was indifferent, but his attitude was unyielding.

The two were on edge, and their sharp tone made the others dare not even breathe a word.

As the two strongest people in the same class, Su Yan and Du Xinghe are notoriously bad on terms with each other. Even if they don't fight, they will definitely not be in a good mood when they meet.

Just when they suspected that the two were going to fight here, Xiaoliu hurried to the middle to mediate: "Okay, okay, sister, we have to gather together to act after reaching the fourth peak anyway, don't be angry, we will meet later!"

After hearing what he said, Du Xinghe put the half-drawn sword back into the sheath.

She stared at Su Yan warningly and turned around: "Follow me!"

In the Sword Battle, sword ghosts are rampant. Disciples who enter the secret realm must not only guard against sneak attacks from spirit beasts, but also face the offensive of sword ghosts, honing their swordsmanship amidst the threat of life and death.

As the beloved disciple of the sect leader, this was not the first time that Du Xinghe entered Lunjian Peak. She was already very experienced in killing the sword ghost, so protecting her fellow disciples would be even easier for her.

However, she was concerned about her younger brothers, so her sword moves were inevitably a little violent. The sword ghosts that came to her door just happened to offend her, and each one was killed miserably, which greatly increased the sense of security of her fellow disciples.

The first two days were uneventful.

Countless swords were shining coldly among the mountain peaks.

Each sword will transform into a sword ghost and attack any cultivator who breaks in. There are seven peaks in Lunjian Peak. Under the leadership of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, one can go as deep as the fourth peak, and the fifth peak is absolutely forbidden.

Su Yan had agreed earlier that each of them would lead half of their fellow disciples to act separately and finally gather at the fourth peak.

She reached the fourth peak early, feeling anxious.

"Why hasn't Su Yan arrived yet? I heard how confident he sounded, and I thought he would arrive first."

Du Xinghe muttered to himself.

She waited for a while before Su Yan, with a grim look on his face, came with a group of disciples from the direction of the fifth peak.

He said coldly: "You are late, not me!"

"You went to the Fifth Peak?"

Du Xinghe frowned and glanced at the disciples following behind him. They were all injured to varying degrees. She looked around but didn't see the familiar face: "Su Yan, where is my brother!"

Facing her questioning, Su Yan frowned and looked at her steadily.

When Du Xinghe's patience was about to run out, the disciple behind him burst into tears: "Senior Sister Du, Xiaoliu was captured by the sword spirit from the Fifth Peak! We managed to escape with great difficulty..."

"I was just about to hand them over to you and go back to rescue him."

Su Yan said calmly, as if he was not heartless or ungrateful, but just didn't have time to say it.

"The deputy sect leader has repeatedly warned us that we can only explore up to the fourth peak, but you took it upon yourself to lead them to the fifth peak?" Du Xinghe was not misled by him and keenly grasped the key point: "You are showing off your prowess at the cost of the lives of your fellow disciples!"

She revealed Su Yan's thoughts.

Su Yan still couldn't accept it. How could a little girl with only three spiritual roots, who was just a bug that he could easily crush to death when she first became a disciple of the Cliff of Questioning Heart, become the fastest foundation-building genius in the sect in the blink of an eye? Moreover, she was accepted as a personal disciple by the sect master, overshadowing all his limelight.

And ever since he lost to Du Xinghe for the first time, he has never defeated her again.

Today, he and she each led a team, and they wanted to regain their place in front of their junior sisters and brothers in the same class - she didn't dare to take them to places, but he dared! This proved that he was more capable than her.

Of course, Su Yan is not completely reckless.

Both of his parents were monks and gave him some amulets and magic tools. He was able to lead people through the first four peaks easily. The sword ghost was not as scary as imagined. Even if he could not kill the evil spirit on the fifth peak, he would surely be able to escape from the other peaks unscathed.

Su Yan had a good idea, but reality slapped him hard in the face——

The sword charm and sword ghost of the fifth peak were not at the same level at all. He used up all the talismans in his hand to keep everyone out. Among them, Xiaoliu fell into the hands of the sword charm in order to protect another junior sister, and was taken away screaming.

"I..." Su Yan opened his mouth.

"Keep an eye on them. I'll go and rescue Xiaoliu."

Without waiting for his rebuttal, Du Xinghe rushed towards the fifth peak like an arrow.

The fifth peak is different from the first four peaks in that it has a valley-like terrain.

Tens of thousands of swords were dull and dim, and at first glance, they were not even as oppressive as the first four peaks.

Waves of cold laughter came from the valley, and Du Xinghe shouted: "Xiao Liu! Can you hear me? I'm coming to find you!"

After a while, a voice responded from deep in the valley.

However, the sound was fragmented and Du Xinghe could not hear it clearly. He could only fly towards the source of the sound with his sword, and Su Yan followed closely behind.

She flew deeper into the valley, making many twists and turns. From time to time, low-level sword ghosts attacked her, but they were all defeated by her in one move, or driven away by Su Yan behind her.

Su Yan said from behind: "I thought you were going to chase me away. Are you admitting that you need my help?"

He didn't realize that his tone actually showed his desire for Du Xinghe's approval.

Du Xinghe didn't even look back at him:

"First, I just can't be bothered with you."

"Second, if anything happens to my brother, I won't let you go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly opened up and turned out to be a huge sword-making furnace.

The incarnation of the sword spirit tied Xiao Liu to the furnace and was about to send him into the furnace to smelt him. From a distance, Xiao Liu was biting his lips tightly and did not make any sound - the seemingly human voice was made by the sword spirit to attract the monks to come and find him.

When he saw Du Xinghe, he immediately loosened his lips and shook his head vigorously: "Sister, don't worry about me, go! ... But Brother Su, you have to take care of me! It was you who forced us to come to the Fifth Peak! Come and save me!"

The main story is about a man who wants revenge and does not want to implicate his sister, but he must bring the troublemaker down with him.

Su Yan: "..."

He really wanted to turn around and leave.

"If you are still human, come with me to rescue Xiaoliu!"

Du Xinghe only took a glance at Jian Mei and estimated that the other party's strength was above his own.

With Su Yan's help, we are indeed more confident.

The two flew straight to the sword-making furnace, and the sword spirit transformed into a layer of sword shadows, wrapping them in it. The pressure of its sword force shocked her heart, and she soon fell behind. Su Yan, who was slightly weaker than her, also found it difficult to find a flaw. This scene made the tied Xiao Liu anxious, and he shouted: "Forget it, Senior Brother Su, I don't want you to save me. If you take my sister away, I won't blame you!"

"Shut up."

Du Xinghe swung his long sword, and despite the heavy killing array, he endured the pain of countless sword lights cutting his skin, broke into the range of the sword-making furnace, and cut off the iron chain that bound Xiaoliu: "Let's go!"

Her arms were like sliced ​​kidneys, with not a single piece of good flesh left.

Jian Mei was immediately furious when she saw that her prey had rescued another person, but Su Yan forced himself to burn his blood to block the pursuit for her. The three of them flew out in the valley, with Jian Guang chasing behind them.

Du Xinghe estimated the distance. He realized that the reason he was able to rescue Xiaoliu before was because Jian Mei wanted to play a trick on them. Now Jian Mei was really angry and wanted to kill them here. It would be difficult for them to escape along the way.

"Someone must stay behind to cover our retreat,"

She said: "Su Yan, after you rescue my brother, you must treat him well and not bully him."

At the critical moment of life and death, Du Xinghe's voice remained calm, which moved Su Yan.

At this moment, all his prejudices against her disappeared.

He whispered: "I am sorry for you. I wanted to win over you so much that we were trapped. I am sorry... I was wrong..."

This was probably the only and last time in Su Yan's life that he sincerely admitted his mistakes to others.

He really regretted it.

It was also at this moment that he realized that Du Xinghe was not only better than him in swordsmanship, but also had a broader mind than him.

Just as Xiaoliu was in tears and Su Yan couldn't bear to watch any longer, Du Xinghe's long sword turned, and it turned out to be a Nine Yang Sword Qi, which swept Su Yan down and sent him into the hands of the furious sword demon!
Du Xinghe grabbed Xiaoliu and ran away, leaving only one sentence that echoed far in the valley:
"Su Yan, I forgive you!"

Whoever commits suicide will be held responsible!