Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation

  Chapter 54 54. Life and death of immortal cultivators are impermanent

   Fang Zhou has firmly memorized the key points Yan Chixia said, and whether he can complete the task depends on these information.

  After Yan Chixia finished speaking, her face was still rosy, even her chapped lips became hydrated, her eyes were piercing, and she didn't look like she was going to die.

   Fang Zhou hesitated and said, "I really don't need me to rescue you? I think you can live another thirty or fifty years without any problem."

Yan Chixia shook her head, and said calmly: "I have been hurt by the tree demon, and I have been tortured for the past year. Once the true energy dissipates, there is no way to recover from it, and no one can save it."

   Fang Zhou slightly regretted it. If she knew it earlier, she would have asked Ling Xiaoyue for some wine to take with her. Her wine has a powerful healing effect, and it seems that it is too late to find her now.

  Yan Chixia stretched out her hand bound by the iron chain, and slapped the ground heavily.

  With a bang, the floor of the cell suddenly exploded, and amidst the splashes of mud and rocks, a black sword case shot out from the ground and landed straight in front of Ark.

  Yan Chixia looked at the sword case with nostalgia, her eyes were not looking at some kind of object, but at an old friend.

Then she said to Fang Zhou: "I am a teacher of the Yinzong of the Kunlun Ruins. This sect has always been reclusive and independent, with a small population. It has almost been passed down to my generation. This sword box is the treasure of the sect of the sect, and it contains the Xuanyuan Sword One, the whole chapter of Heaven and Earth Qiankun Gong, the whole chapter of Yujianshu, and a seal of the master."

  She encouraged Fang Zhou with her eyes: "Take it up."

   Fang Zhou hesitated for a while, and finally reached out his hand, wanting to pick up the sword case.

   Who knew that just as his finger touched, the sword box shook violently, and there was a faint sound of sword sound, which stung Fang Zhou's finger.

  Fang Zhou jumped back in fright, and picked up the evil sword vigilantly.

Yan Chixia laughed as if the prank was successful: "This sword box is a spiritual thing, and ordinary people can't handle it, but you are my favorite heir, try again, although it hurts a little, it won't hurt of."

   Fang Zhou glanced at her, then walked straight over, put his hands together, and directly hugged the sword case.

  The sword box began to shake again, pricking Fang Zhou's hands like needles. Enduring the pain, Fang Zhou held on tight and refused to let go: "I can handle huskies, but I don't believe I can't cure you."

  He got into a fight with the sword box, the sword box trembled and wanted to leave, but Fang Zhou tried his best, even using the entrainment formula.

  Yan Chixia watched with interest and did not stop her.

  In just a few seconds, Fang Zhou was already sweating profusely from the pain, and felt that his hands were about to be pierced into a hornet's nest by the sword box.

  But he gritted his teeth and endured it. With such a great opportunity in front of him, if he didn’t take it, he would regret it for the rest of his life. A little pain is nothing, just treat it as being bitten by a dog.

  When Fang Zhou was so painful that his hands almost lost consciousness, and his head felt dizzy, the shaking of the sword box slowly stopped until it was completely calm, and the sound of the sword disappeared, and it no longer hurt his hands.

   Fang Zhou quickly pulled up his sleeves, but he didn't see any wounds. Sure enough, as Yan Chixia said, he would not be injured.

  Yan Chixia looked at Fang Zhou approvingly: "This is the test of the sword box. If there is a little bit of giving up in the middle, or even this kind of thought emerges, you will never want to pick up the sword box again, and you have passed the test."

  She didn't remind Ark, it all depends on Ark's own persistence, only in this way can he really pass the test of the sword box.

   Fang Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the sword case in his hand.

  The sword box was quite heavy, and the whole body was carved out of a single piece of wood, with some words he couldn't understand carved on both sides.

   Ark wanted to open the sword case, but he couldn’t find a place to open it, because the whole sword case was one piece, without any gaps, and the end could not be distinguished.

  He looked at Yan Chixia with pleading eyes: "How do you use this thing?"

  Yan Chixia smiled and said: "Only after the mastery of Yujianshu, can the sword case be opened by Yujianshu, otherwise no one can open it."

   Ark suddenly showed the expression that you are teasing me. Only Yujianshu can open the sword box, and the whole chapter of Yujianshu is inside the sword box. Isn’t this an endless loop?

  But he immediately realized that there was a living teaching material in front of him, Yan Chixia knew it.

Seeing the change in Fang Zhou's expression, Yan Chixia smiled again: "Come closer, I will pass on to you the formula of sword control, and a piece of Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra that I got when I was traveling the world. This is the Buddhist heart method and has great power. , It’s cheap for you kid.”

   It turned out to be a dual practice of Buddhism and Taoism, so it's no wonder that he didn't have a mouthful of Prajna Paramita, and a mouthful of infinite heaven and earth.

   Fang Zhou put the sword case aside, and leaned over to listen to Yan Chixia's dictation.

   She said it several times in a row before Fang Zhou managed to remember it. Fortunately, the formulas of Yujianshu and the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra are not long, otherwise he would not be able to remember them at all.

In the end, Yan Chixia solemnly said to Zhou: "It is extremely difficult to get started with this swordsmanship, and it is also extremely difficult to master it. It took me more than three years to get started with the talent of heaven. If you succeed in getting started, open the sword box and get it Head seal, then you are the head of the Yinzong of Kunlun Ruins. If you can't get started, you can find a successor for me, and don't let the inheritance of Yinzong be cut off! You can carry the sword box with you, and it can save you when necessary Fate, remember! Remember!"

   Fang Zhou nodded solemnly. Since he was inherited from the Yin Sect, he naturally had to bear the responsibility. Fang Zhou understood this simple truth.

  Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief, as if letting go of a big stone in her heart, her originally rosy face began to turn pale again.

   Only then did Fang Zhou realize that she might really be dying, and she persisted until now just to find a successor for Yinzong.

   Now that the last wish is fulfilled, the time of death is not far away.

   Fang Zhou couldn't bear it. Yan Chixia was also a hero of the generation. She slayed demons for Tian Xingdao, but finally died in the dungeon of this dangerous place in obscurity.

Seeing Fang Zhou's ugly face, Yan Chixia was bold and generous: "Don't be sad, life and death are impermanent for cultivators, and I'm already in the innate realm, and my soul has already formed. We still have to meet again."

   Seeing Yan Chixia being so open-minded, Fang Zhou put away his unbearable feeling and asked, "Then what are your last wishes?"

  Yan Chixia stared at Fang Zhou, and suddenly smiled: "I have been cultivating immortals for many years, and I have always been alone. As a virgin, I have never tasted love. Why don't you satisfy me before I die?"

  She was originally very beautiful, and this smile was even more coquettish, as if the entire dark cell was glowing.

   Fang Zhou was stunned, never expecting Yan Chixia to make such a request.

  He could feel his heart beating rapidly, his mouth was dry, and he had to admit that there was indeed a little bit of heartbeat.

   But looking down, Fang Zhou came over in an instant, clasped his hands and said, "Go all the way, I will miss you."

   No matter how good-looking you are, what fun is there in having a flat chest?

  Yan Chixia burst out laughing, the laughter gradually became low, and finally disappeared.

   Gone!

  (end of this chapter)