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Chapter 200 Passing the Assessment
The power of the sword that Du Xinghe swung towards Su Yan was no less than any previous attack on Jian Mei.

Even worse.

In addition, Su Yan had let down all his guard due to her previous words. He was moved and felt ashamed of himself when he was hit by her. He was caught off guard and fell towards the furious Sword Charm. Only curses of disbelief echoed in the Fifth Peak.

The frightened Xiao Liu was carried by Du Xinghe all the way to the fourth peak. When Jian Mei stopped catching up with him, he finally found his voice: "...Sister?"

"Well, I'm here."

"How did you..."

"Whoever tries to put his fellow disciples in danger should be held responsible," Du Xinghe paused and immediately used an incident to teach him a lesson: "We don't need to walk fast, just faster than you."

Anyone who can make a living on the streets cannot be a naive person.

Xiao Liu had no doubts about his sister's words and nodded in conviction: "Sister, I understand. Do we really not care about Senior Brother Su?"

He also disliked Su Yan, but he couldn't really watch him die.

Only a few people are decisive in killing, while compassion is the basic nature of most people.

Du Xinghe flew his sword and slowly landed among his fellow disciples, and put Xiaoliu down: "What are you worried about? He is still the most beloved disciple of Master Yuanming, and his family has prepared many life-saving talismans and magic tools for him. He was reluctant to use them for his fellow disciples, but he would not be reluctant to use them for himself."

Fellow disciples crowded around him, especially the disciple who was saved by Xiao Liu at his own risk, and they took out the precious pills stored in their storage rings to feed him.

only……

"Where's Brother Su?"

"Senior Brother Su risked his life to save Xiaoliu and said he would cover our rear. He must be fighting with the sword spirit now."

Du Xinghe sat on the suspended sword, only to feel that the sword was too narrow. The swords that the Nine Yang Sect uniformly made for its inner disciples were all mined and forged from top-grade mineral veins, and were considered treasures by small sects or independent cultivators. But when she held it in her hand, she always felt that something was missing: "Senior Brother Su knew that he shouldn't have disobeyed the Deputy Sect Master's words and took you to the Fifth Peak, putting you in danger and almost causing Junior Sister and Junior Brother to die in the Sword Valley. So he volunteered to make up for the mistake he made even if he had to sacrifice himself."

——When Su Yan had used up all the talismans in his hand, and even his defensive magic weapon was shattered and cracked by the cross-level attack, turning into scrap metal, and he returned to the Fourth Peak with wounds all over his body, he heard Du Xinghe bragging about himself like this.

His aloof and cold image was almost unbearable. He glared at her with eyes that could spit fire. He gnashed his teeth and shouted at her word by word:

"Cross! the Star! River!"

"Hey, I'm here, Senior Brother Su,"

Du Xinghe, who was sitting on the sword, looked up at him with a smile: "I said I forgive you, there's no need to be so anxious."

"You killed your fellow disciples. I will report this to the sect master and I will expel you from the Nine Yang Sect!"

"Killing fellow disciples?"

Du Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you mean that you brought your fellow disciples to the Fifth Peak, which the deputy sect leader had clearly ordered not to be set foot on?"

Hearing this, he choked.

The fellow disciples who went with Su Yan had all witnessed the dangers of Sword Charm and Sword Valley, and they all looked at him strangely.

Su Yan is not a fool, he naturally understands what Du Xinghe means.

He does it on the first day and she does it on the fifteenth. Either he suffers the loss in silence and everyone is even, or he tells everyone about it and everyone will be punished. In the end, he was the one who made the mistake first, and it will also incur the resentment of his junior and senior classmates. It would be better for him to just follow her words and admit that he was willing to stay last to make up for his mistake.

After a moment, Su Yan slowly withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "I shouldn't have believed you."

Du Xinghe: "Huh?"

No, this sentence makes it sound like they have a very deep relationship!
Who is he? Does she know him? A defeated general becomes a lover? The moon landing scammed her!

He paused, then added, "Since we have reached the fourth peak, I will not go with you."

After saying this, he picked up his sword and left, leaving his fellow disciples looking at each other in bewilderment.

A junior sister asked: "Senior Sister Du, you are..."

"No."

Du Xinghe denied it for a second.

Su Yan seemed to be suffering from hysteria. Du Xinghe was too lazy to care about him. He turned around and took his fellow sisters and brothers to practice in the fourth peak where the spiritual energy was the richest.

After this battle, Du Xinghe's reputation among his peers in the Jiuyang Sect soared.

If it is said that Su Yan of the Cliff of Questioning the Heart was highly regarded because of his single spiritual root before, and was even called the Twin Swords together with her, then after this trip to the secret realm, his reputation among his fellow disciples could no longer compete with hers.

Everything went incredibly smoothly. While Du Xinghe was practicing in the Jiuyang Sect, a vast amount of natural treasures were delivered to her in different forms, helping her to form the golden elixir painlessly and even break through to the golden elixir stage.

From time to time, handsome male cultivators would try to flirt with her, but they never won her favor.

After Du Xinghe successfully reached the Nascent Soul stage, she had become the most respected young swordsman in the Jiuyang Sect, and even Venerable Yuan Ming had to avoid her.

During this period, she saw a girl attacked by a wolf spirit beast on the Cliff of Questioning the Heart. After rescuing her, she saw the girl's excellent qualifications and brought her back to the sect to be accepted as a disciple by other elders who valued talent. The girl was named Ming Zhi. Although she knew that Senior Sister Du was her savior, she was unable to see her face again because Senior Sister Du was very busy. She had to keep her gratitude in her heart, work hard on her cultivation, and find an opportunity to thank her in person.

However, Du Xinghe casually forgot about saving people in the blink of an eye and could no longer remember it.

Transformation, Refining, Combination...

In this life, her cultivation went extremely smoothly, and even the leader of the Nine Yang Sect was impressed by her progress.

But she often practiced in seclusion, sometimes for decades.

Apart from showing up during the Immortal Alliance Competition when he was bullying the weak ones, he did not attract much attention in Pingyun Continent.

In the 4215th year of the Xuan calendar, the leader of the Jiuyang Sect passed away and pointed out that the position of leader would be inherited by Du Xinghe.

During the same period, she achieved perfection in her Mahayana practice and was only half a step away from ascending to heaven.

After she came out of seclusion, the first thing she did was to decline the position of clan leader. She took up her sword and went to Xuan Kingdom, declaring war on Xuan Dynasty with just one person and one sword.

Whenever Emperor Xuan traveled, he would ride on the Golden Crow Cloud Chariot, which could travel a thousand miles a day. The capital of Xuanzhou where he lived was so prosperous that it was beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.

As soon as the Mahayana sword cultivator approached the border of Xuan Kingdom, she attracted great attention from Xuan Kingdom. All interception mechanisms became a joke in front of absolute power. She passed through numerous doors and fought with the Human Emperor who was cultivated with the whole country's strength.

Her opponent is not only Emperor Xuan, but also the vast army and cultivators of the Xuan Dynasty behind him.

For many years, Du Xinghe was obsessed with cultivation and never checked her life experience - she had already made up her mind that no matter how many mysteries and injustices there were behind it, she was not a detective investigating the case, so why would she investigate? Her mother said that the people of Xuan Dynasty wanted to kill her, and that the people of Xuan Dynasty forced her to send her daughter away, so she would skip the process of solving the case and just take revenge directly.

Du Xinghe didn't care about right or wrong. Why did Emperor Xuan kill all the people in the Du family? And why did he want her? There must be a story worth writing about behind it, but she didn't care.

If the fact is that the Du family did something wrong, and Emperor Xuan is in trouble and has his own reasons, then what?
A hundred years later, she might become the unreasonable and brutal devil in the eyes of the descendants of the people of Xuan Kingdom. She might also practice hard just to avenge her descendants.

It's a pity that she never married.

She has no offspring at all. Trying to seek revenge through reincarnation is like seeking revenge in the void.

It is said that the truth is simple.

The purer a person is, the faster his cultivation will improve.

Above the hall, the rays of light flowed on Du Xinghe's sleeves. The old sword of the Nine Yang Sect could not contain her power, but when she held it in her hand, it shattered into dust.

But she didn't care. The morning light gathered into a new sword blade. The moment she drew her sword, golden light spread out for 90,000 miles. The stars hung in the sky, and the sun and the moon dimmed, avoiding the light of her sword.

With this sword, the mountains and forests were still and everything was silent.

The rivers are blocked and the sun and moon do not move.

Xuan State sacrificed twelve golden national seals, which flew into the air, trying to block her sword force and suppress her here.

But it's in vain.

Xuan State has a lot of accumulation. It is not only the success of one generation, but also the accumulation of the national destiny from generation to generation. Emperor Xuan himself is also a great power who is not far from ascending. Du Xinghe came to seek revenge before ascending. Emperor Xuan advised her to let go of the hatred and concentrate on transcending the tribulation and ascending, but she turned a deaf ear to it.

"To overcome the tribulation? If I don't take revenge, you will be my tribulation."

Crossing the galaxy allows you to let go of a lot of things.

She can give up eating, drinking, having fun, and romance.

The only thing she couldn't get over was grudges, so she would risk her life for her friends. Before she ascended to become an immortal, she would resolutely enter the border of Xuan Kingdom for the sake of her mother whom she had just met once and turn the world upside down.

In the hall, tens of thousands of monks who fought against her died!
Many of those who collided with her sword light were innocent Xuan Kingdom cultivators.

She only knew one thing—

Since you are against her, you cannot be innocent. If you don't want to die, don't try to stop her.

Du Xinghe's sword wiped out the accumulation of nearly ten thousand years of the Xuan Dynasty and cut off the underground imperial vein of the Xuan Kingdom. Although the country was not destroyed, its vitality was severely damaged and it was difficult to recover.

Just as she was about to die of exhaustion, thunder and lightning gathered in the sky.

Twelve Mahayana thunder tribulations turned the place where she and Emperor Xuan were into ruins. Due to the remaining power of the thunder tribulations, no cultivator could step into the semicircle for five years. Only after five years did they dare to clean up the scene and collect the body of their Human Emperor.

Even if a Yuanying master came, he would be turned into dust under the twelve heavenly thunders and could not be repaired.

However, Emperor Xuan was different. He was close to the Mahayana realm and had the national destiny to protect him. Even if he died, his body would be incomplete, but at least he could leave some remains for future generations to collect. But...

There was another person who died at the scene, whose cultivation level was not far behind his.

"Here, which piece belongs to the late emperor and which piece belongs to the rebel?!"

The Xuan Kingdom cultivator who came to collect the bodies finally collapsed after picking and choosing.

……

“Is this your idea of ​​a perfect life?”

"So many people were killed..."

"I am determined to seek revenge."

The long life, like a river flowing upstream, flows in the heart of Du Xinghe.

She heard someone whispering in her ear.

Her eyelids became very heavy. For her, who could move mountains away with a flip of her hand, now even opening her eyes became an impossible chore.

Du Xinghe vaguely remembered what happened before he stepped onto the stairs.

She seemed to have had a very long dream, reliving her life before awakening from her original body. All the things that she had never doubted in the illusion now emerged in her mind.

Originally, because she lacked a soul and spirit, she was dull and had no spirituality when she was a child.

When he was wandering around Jinwu City as a beggar, he did have a friend named Liuzi, but she didn't have such a brilliant record, let alone strong swordsmanship. Seeing her stupid and dumb, Xiaoliu thought she was like his sister who starved to death, so he took extra care of her and gave her half of the food he robbed. When the old beggar had evil intentions towards her, he took the lead in flattering him and took the punishment for her at night, so that the old beggar would give up the idea of ​​bullying her.

Every year some homeless children froze to death. Xiaoliu froze to death before he could survive the third winter.

The old beggar was a little surprised that she didn't freeze to death.

These are the information that Du Xinghe pieced together after recalling them.

Humans without souls and spirits are like artificial retards. They can answer questions fluently and learn normally, but they lack spirituality.

At that time, the "original owner" only felt that Liuzi treated her very well and was her good friend.

When the Nine Yang Sect recruited many disciples, Jinwu City cleaned up the chaos in the city. The canal boatmen were disciplined and the beggars were driven away. The old beggar was beaten to death because he refused to accept the punishment. Xiao Xinghe was driven out of the city with other beggars.

She worked hard and entered the Nine Yang Sect, passed the test, and was accepted as a disciple by Venerable Yuan Ming.

So, this is an illusion to make up for the regrets in her memories?

"What you have entered is not an illusion, but yourself in a different timeline."

The voice sounded again. Du Xinghe remembered who the voice belonged to. She asked, "Qi, did I pass the test?"

"not yet,"

Viper said:

"You have to get up and kill one more person to pass the test."

If this were to happen when crossing the galaxy before breaking through, I might still hesitate.

Who to kill?
Did the other party do anything bad? What grudges do they have against the Wu clan?
But those nearly one hundred years were all real experiences for her, and there were countless souls killed by her sword, not just this one.

We have all come this far.

Du Xinghe had only one question: "Where is the person you want me to kill?"

The snake said, "Go forward, and the first person you see is the one you want to kill."

"Oh,"

Du Xinghe smiled and said, "Then you have to be careful and don't accidentally walk in front of me."

She slowly opened her eyes and found that she had control of her body again.

Du Xinghe looked around. She was in the attic and just looked outside. The floor was higher than the room she had lived in before. There was only a road in front of her. It was quiet all around, with only the sound of her footsteps as she walked through the corridor.

She was even mentally prepared to run into Sister Xiaofan around the corner.

If I really met her...

Have a good fight, then admit defeat.

After turning the corner, Du Xinghe realized that there was a room on the top floor of the attic from which one could have a panoramic view of the scenery.

She calmed herself down, put one hand on the hilt of the sword, reached for the door handle with the other, and pushed the door open.

The door opened with a creak.

"..."

After seeing the scene behind the door clearly, Du Xinghe frowned slightly and raised his voice: "Qi, you want me to kill someone, is it a dead person?"

In front of me, the old woman in the rocking chair looked very exhausted.

What a monk can see is broader and deeper than what ordinary people can see. She can see that there is only a trace of vitality in the old woman. Perhaps if it rains at this moment, every drop of rain can take away her last bit of life.

Du Xinghe didn't have to do anything, just wait here, and she would die.

"Don't you dare?"

The old woman in front of him suddenly spoke, her hoarse voice carrying a hint of contempt.

Du Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "I just rarely show the spirit of respecting the elderly and loving the young."

The next moment, a burst of white light that swallowed the sky and the earth swept across the entire room, submerging the two of them, as if they had arrived in another dimension.

The old woman, who was about to kick her feet at any time, stood up from the rocking chair. Her wrinkled skin covered with age spots swelled up, as if she had undergone a miraculous hyaluronic acid injection and facelift surgery. In the blink of an eye, the centenarian old woman turned into a tall beauty.

The black hair that curled like seaweed fell down, and the woman gave him a smiling look:

"Now, I am no longer within your scope of respecting the elderly and loving the young, am I?"

The one who responded to her was Du Xinghe's sword.

The opponent is not a sword cultivator. He has the ability to control poisonous insects, but unlike Sister Xiaofan, she can use scorpions, centipedes, snakes and even toads. Even the incarnation of the poisonous god that has been differentiated makes the battle situation even more intense.

But Du Xinghe also knows this trick.

Four avatars suddenly appeared to help, and a fierce battle was fought in the vast white space.

Du Xinghe couldn't figure out the other party's bottom line, but since she was killing him step by step, she would naturally show no mercy and also rush to take her life. If it was her three hundred years ago, she might not be a match for this woman -

The cultivation level of the Mahayana period has not been accumulated in reality, but the insights gained in the battle have indeed changed her a lot. Moreover, in that "dream", she has been cultivated by the leader of the Jiuyang Sect. She does not need to crawl around on the Pingyun Continent and learn other complicated moves. She can concentrate on practicing swordsmanship and cultivate the swordsmanship to the extreme. Therefore, when this sword move is released, it even tears open the space covered by the opponent!
The black hair was blown away by the residual force, Xue Ming turned around and raised the blade, finally stabbing the opponent through.

"hiss……"

Under the tremendous pain, all the poisonous insects stopped moving in an instant.

Du Xinghe didn't continue. She frowned and said, "Does this test require me to kill another person? I have defeated you, right? Kui, can I be considered to have passed the test? If not, forget it. I won't be a witch anymore... You are also a cultivator. You won't die just because your heart was stabbed twice! Repair it yourself!"

She certainly didn't have a very nice tone towards her defeated opponent.

Du Xinghe guessed that the other party's cultivation level was not far from his own. Even if Xue Ming pierced his heart, he would not die for a while as long as he did not pull it out to finish off the opponent... Anyway, if it was her, she would not die!
But the snake did not respond to her.

"Hello? Can't you hear me? Isn't this the examiner you arranged? Aren't you going to come out and save me?"

Cross the galaxy and raise your voice.

But the woman seemed not to hear him. She lowered her head and raised her hand to poke the hilt of the sword.

"This place is very dangerous," she said, grabbing Du Xinghe's hand and saying, "I'll lend you my hand."

The woman's hands were very cold and felt like jade.

Du Xinghe knew that he had severely injured her with that sword strike just now, so he was not afraid that she would do something naughty again. He let her borrow his hand and only reminded her considerately: "Although I use the magic of the water spirit root, I can't heal! The more I treat it, the worse it will be..."

Before she finished her words, the woman took her hand, pressed it on Xue Ming's hilt, and stabbed back and forth twice at lightning speed.

Du Xinghe: "Huh?"

Sword Spirit: "Huh?"

Blood splattered from behind the woman. She could no longer hold on and her upper body fell forward, hanging on Xue Ming.

The sword spirit was even more panicked than her: "Oh my God, you've also been scammed."

When the last breath escaped from the woman's chest, her originally moist skin immediately became dry again. Her whole body was like jerky placed in a vacuum machine, quickly losing moisture and shrinking into a small size, turning back into the old woman that Du Xinghe saw when he first stepped into the room.

Du Xinghe squatted down and touched her neck.

Of course, this move was unnecessary in the eyes of the cultivators. With just a glance from her purple wisdom pupils, she knew clearly that the other party was dead and could not die again. Even if the Golden Immortal of Daluo was reborn, he could not call back her soul.

"…What on earth is going on?"

Du Xinghe straightened its upper body, put it back on the rocking chair, and sheathed the sword.

She turned around and saw Hui standing outside the door, looking at her quietly.

Du Xinghe: "I need an explanation."

When Kui walked in, the light in the room illuminated her face. Du Xinghe was slightly stunned. Her beautiful snake-like face was covered with tear marks and her eyes were red. She walked to Du Xinghe and saluted: "Greetings, Master Du Ji. Please meditate immediately to absorb the power of the previous priestess."

Crossing the Galaxy: "..."

No, the person just left, it’s still warm!
Just refine it while it’s hot!
Du Xinghe believed that she still had ethics and moral values ​​that were in line with universal values. She held Kui's shoulder and said, "Wait, can you explain what happened first?"

Kui wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand and said respectfully to Du Xinghe, "Lady Du Ji has passed the priestess assessment. This was the last step in the assessment. As long as you personally refine the power of the previous priestess, you will truly take over the identity of the priestess. You don't have to worry too much. Lady Fan Ji should have rested long ago, but she couldn't wait for a successor, so she kept the last bit of life in her body. Your coming here will allow her to find true peace... Please don't waste Lady Fan Ji's painstaking efforts, Lady Du Ji."

Having said that, as it involves the deceased's last wish and the important responsibilities of the Wu clan in the future, Du Xinghe had no time to be pretentious. With the help of Kui, he meditated and practiced the "Gu Shen Jue" at the designated location.

When all the oil lamps in the house were lit, Du Xinghe realized something he had never noticed before -

The floor is not just a wooden floor for people to walk on, but also has extremely complex formations painted on it.

Shu Jiuqing loved to share her experience in drawing magic circles. She also knew a little bit of spiritual texts after being influenced by her father. At this moment, she took a quick glance and saw that they were all the witches who had been refined to death by the previous generation...

This included many parts that she couldn't understand.

Kui said, "This magic circle took Master Fanji a long time to draw... Master Fanji was also a master of spiritual writing during her lifetime. The magic circles for stopping time, long-distance transmission, and sealing the altar were also created by her. However, she had a little dispute with Master Gu Ling over this matter. Maybe you have heard other opinions from Master Gu Ling, but Master Du Ji has always been doing it for the good of it and the Wu Clan."

Du Xinghe recalled what Shu Jiuqing had said to him when he mentioned learning spiritual texts -

It goes without saying how important it is to master more than one language. If you ever find yourself in a place where there are a lot of spiritual texts written, at least take a look at them and don't be fooled!
Du Xinghe made an analogy himself and concluded that spiritual text was like the terms of a contract.

Stepping into the range of the magic circle and activating it is like signing your name on a contract. Only by knowing how to see the magic circle clearly can you avoid being deceived.

And at this moment, she could roughly understand that the Fanji had indeed been planning her own death a long time ago.

It is hard to imagine what kind of ideas this master of spiritual text had in mind when she designed the magic circle to refine her own corpse.

Was there a moment when she didn't want to die?
Du Xinghe had no way of knowing this.

After all, she and Fan Ji only met once, and a life-and-death battle broke out in less than a minute. Before he had time to talk for a few more words, the man died under her sword.

She sat down in the magic circle and closed her eyes to practice "Gu Shen Jue".

Refining the cultivation of one's own kind is an absolute taboo among cultivators.

Just like the inner elixir of a demon cultivator can be refined by a cultivator, the cultivator's own golden elixir cannot be absorbed by his own kind. Violators will suffer severe backlash after a brief improvement in their cultivation. The witch clan is obviously well versed in this, and the witches have been using this method from generation to generation to pass down their powerful strength. Fan Ji herself also voluntarily donated her remaining power.

Therefore, Du Xinghe's practice did not encounter any obstacles, and every improvement came naturally.

Wherever there were slight delays, it was Fanji's power that pushed her forward and protected her.

After crossing two bottlenecks, Du Xinghe suddenly felt that this feeling of being pushed and protected to improve was very familiar, as if he had experienced it somewhere before...

She had never experienced this feeling when she traveled in Pingyun Continent.

Master Rong Yu treated her very well, but his cultivation was limited, and he practiced a different path, so he was unable to protect her heart of Taoism all the time when she was practicing. Once her meridians were blocked, he would infuse her with just the right amount of strength to help her ascend to the blue sky.

This period of retreat and cultivation lasted for seven days.

During the seven days, Du Xinghe did not eat a single drop of water, but his realm improved by leaps and bounds.

Sometimes communication between high-level monks does not require language. By absorbing the power of the previous witch, Lord Fanji's soul seemed to be transmitting power to her while also conveying the past of the witch clan to her.

She was not worried that Du Xinghe would turn against her.

Seven days passed, Du Xinghe exhaled a long breath, and Fan Ji, who was sitting in the rocking chair beside him, had disappeared.

In its place was a tiny golden jumping spider.

Du Xinghe stood up and put the precious golden jumping spider into his storage ring.

After completely absorbing Fan Ji's power, she realized that there had never been any competitors. She was the only outsider in the entire attic. Little Sister Fan was Fan Ji's incarnation of the Gu God. She was there to test her, help her, and support her.

Fortunately, she did not waste Fanji's expectations.