Chapter 649: Feitianmen: Unfinished business, long-cherished wish gone to waste

Chapter 649: Feitianmen: Unfinished business, long-cherished wish gone to waste

Tao'anfang City.

It was originally a prosperous trading market under Feitianmen's rule.

Since Feitianmen opened up the market, a large number of monks have gathered here.

Some of them are members of sects and families.

And even more are casual cultivators from all directions.

When the news that the Feitian Sect was going to open up wasteland in the Chiyue Mountains and distribute spiritual veins spread throughout the city like a spring breeze, all the casual cultivators became excited.

In the tea house in the center of Fang.

A group of casual cultivators sat together and were having a heated discussion.

The lingering fragrance of tea could not conceal the inner turmoil of these people.

Finally, someone couldn't help but speak.

"I heard that the Chiyue Mountains are vast and not only rich in spiritual energy, but also have various rare herbs and mineral deposits."

A young casual cultivator said excitedly.

"It borders the East China Sea, and the price of many aquatic herbs and elixirs can increase several times inland."

"If we can gain a foothold there, our practice will be more effective with half the effort."

"This time I heard that the Golden Pill Patriarch of the Feitian Clan made a strong move, and even took out the Sky-Bearing Spirit Ship, directly smashing the Red Moon Clan's mountain-protecting formation."

"The three real people of Zifu from Chiyuemen died on the spot, and none of them escaped."

"That's true. It's really scary. I didn't expect that even the Heavenly Spirit Ship would appear."

There was a hint of vicissitudes in the voice of another casual cultivator who looked more experienced.

"This time Feitianmen opens the Chiyue Mountains for joint development. It is obviously a big move. There must be a lot of resources and treasures in it. We casual cultivators come and go through wind and rain, and our father does not love our mother."

"If you want to cultivate immortality, you need resources, and you need to seize the opportunity."

At this moment, the waiter on the side walked over slowly wearing a white towel and put down a few cups of hot tea.

"Seniors, I heard that the Feitian Sect has relaxed a lot of conditions this time in order to attract more talents."

"As long as the late warrior monks who are willing to establish a family report, the spiritual land will be opened in the Chiyue Mountains for competition."

"Of course, the competition will be fierce. After all, the number of spiritual lands is limited, and there will definitely be countless people snatching them."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the teahouse became more enthusiastic.

These casual cultivators started discussing one after another.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, why don't we find some trustworthy fellow Taoists and join forces together, maybe we can also snatch a piece of spiritual land."

"After all, a single thread cannot form a thread, and two fists cannot withstand four hands."

"That's right. After wandering all my life, it's time to plan for a foundation and leave the family bloodline behind. Maybe a hundred years from now, I will still be able to support me until I die."

As night falls, Tao'anfang City is still brightly lit and bustling.

However, many casual cultivators are surging in crowds, shuttling everywhere, constantly looking for trustworthy Taoist friends to achieve a great cause.

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Zhao Mansion.

Zao Wou-Ki stood in front of the study window, looking through the exquisite wooden lattice window lattice and looking at the scenery in the courtyard.

The breeze blew by, bringing with it bursts of fresh floral fragrance and the rustling of book pages.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, put down the pages in his hand, and asked the person next to him.

"Fairy Yan, how are you?"

The man next to him was a famous immortal doctor in Kyoto. Hearing this, he spoke.

"Shang Shu Zhao, Fairy Yan is affected by the blood of the poisonous beast and is in a bad situation."

"How could this happen? The Immortal family has infinite methods and can save lives. Isn't there any way to cure it?"

The man sighed and spoke.

"The methods of the Immortal Family are indeed mysterious and extraordinary, but they are not omnipotent."

"This Fairy Yan herself practiced the terrifying magic of the ancient beast demon sect. Now the poisonous beast's blood has entered her body and stimulated Zhu Juxia. She is already terminally ill."

"Is there any way?"

He took out a thousand-year-old wild ginseng from his arms and carefully placed it in the old man's hand.

The old man was surprised when he saw the wild ginseng, but he didn't accept it and put it on the table.

"Shang Shu, as a first-level mortal, you have accomplished something great that countless immortal cultivators have struggled to accomplish. I admire you in my heart. I have tried my best on this matter. I will not accept this ginseng."

"Otherwise I would feel guilty!"

Zhao Wuji sighed secretly.

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

"Shang Shu, with all due respect, you are originally from two different worlds. Birth, old age, illness and death are normal in the world. So what if you are saved? Why force it?"

There was a hint of determination in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

"Uncle Chang, you can't say for sure about feelings. I don't know what the future will be like, but I admit that the moment I saw Fairy Yan, my heart was indeed moved."

"What if I have to force myself."

The old man sighed.

"If you want to save her, maybe there is another way?"

"oh."

"Senior, please clarify."

The old man glanced at Zhao Wuji, then stroked his white beard and said.

"No, this method is inappropriate."

Zhao Wuji's heart suddenly sank, as if he had fallen from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and the newly ignited fire of hope was instantly poured with cold water.

"Senior, what is the method? Why is it inappropriate? Are there no other possibilities?"

The old man pondered for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something. In the end, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he did not choose to tell the truth.

"Legend has it that there is a magical herb called 'Nine Turns Resurrection Grass', which grows in extremely cold places and blooms once every thousand years. It can bring the dead back to life and turn bones into flesh. If it can be found, it should be able to eliminate the poisonous blood of beasts."

"But the key problem is that the inheritance in this fairy's body is extraordinary. The Three Kings Fighting Heaven Seal is a first-class treasure technique. The three beast-shaped creatures of the male Suanni, male white tiger, and male heavenly wolf are in contact with poisonous blood."

"Even if the Nine Turns Resurrection Grass can eliminate the poisonous blood of beasts, it is probably difficult to eliminate the disaster of the three evils."

The old man sighed lightly, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally he spoke slowly.

"If you really want to treat him, there may be another way, but Minister Zhao is so noble that he would never risk his life."

"This method uses strange things to forcibly prolong life. It requires the loved one to cut open his liver, lungs and heart to develop pills, and use his life as the price to forcibly prolong the life of another person."

"Not only does it violate the way of heaven, but it will also cause unpredictable disasters, and the effect is unknown."

"The reason why I mentioned it is just to treat a dead horse as a living horse. I don't recommend that the minister do this."

Zhao Wuji heard this, his face turned pale, and he was silent for a long time before he asked in a low voice.

"Then...is there no other way?"

"This fairy Yan was born in Feitianmen, which is also a large sect with a deep heritage. Legend has it that Feitianmen has a golden elixir master, and there may be a way."

The old man shook his head.

"Shangshu, this is not a problem that can be solved by high cultivation. Although there are few Jindan cultivators in the Dayun Dynasty, some can be found after all."

"But there are many things in the world that cannot be cured even by those great cultivators."

"Thank you for your advice, senior! No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will definitely save her!"

"It is easy to get real gold in the world, but it is hard to find a thousand gold, and it is even harder to find a confidant."

"My broken body is nothing, but it is a pity that there are still great ambitions of the Saint Emperor that have not been completed, and the business is not yet completed. I don't want to let my long-cherished wish go to waste."

Yan Qingying has been unconscious since she was rescued by Zhao Wuji when she was protecting Concubine Yan from the poisonous beast's blood not long ago.

Today, she slowly opened her sleepy eyes and found a man guarding her bedside. He was masculine and handsome, with a black robe fluttering in the wind and long black hair tied up.

The most unforgettable thing is that pair of eyes, firm and deep, as if they can see through everything.

At this moment, he frowned from time to time and observed her condition attentively.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were full of concern, which was a kind of tenderness beyond ordinary friends.

He changed the dressing for her with skillful hands, and every touch was cautious, as if afraid of hurting her.

"How do you feel?"

Zhao Wuji Zhong asked softly, with a hint of subtle tension in his voice.

Yan Qingying smiled slightly, although her body was still weak.

But she also felt a little warm because of this care.

"Thank you."

A soft light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

"This is what I should do."

He didn't speak, and continued to change the dressing carefully.

Yan Qingying saw this and forgot the pain.

A long-lost smile appeared on her face.

From the initial rescue and care.

To the communication and understanding of each other's hearts, the two gradually became familiar with each other.

Zhao Wuji Zhong's mouth corners rose, and he felt Yan Qingying's response.

It was a tacit understanding and commitment that could be perceived without words.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji looked at that face and it seemed that the world in his heart became so complete at this moment.

In a trance, he once remembered a famous saying before.

(II)

"When you are close yet far away, it is difficult to be together. When you can't have it, then the only thing you can do is to make yourself not forget it."

...

The retreat place of Feitianmen.

A man with white skin and triangular eyes.

He trembled and took out a jade stone that was as bright as the sun.

The stone was the size of an egg, shining with luster and full of golden sunshine.

Once it was taken out, it was like a small sun, extremely hot.

Wang Dong exhaled deeply.

"It's almost there, it's about to break through. This time I'm lucky to have a chance and finally break through to the perfect realm of a warrior."

"With the help of this sun crystal, I will definitely be able to break through to the real person of Zifu smoothly."

For this breakthrough, he has been in retreat for a long time.

He didn't even participate in Feitianmen's action to destroy Chiyuemen this time.

At this moment, Wang Dong got the Sun Crystal and pondered it carefully, with a fiery light flashing in his eyes.

How rare is the Purple Palace True Lotus Pill.

The Nine-Leaf Heavenly Fragrance Fruit is even rarer in a thousand years. The Nine-Leaf Heavenly Fragrance Fruit in the back mountain of the sect has just grown branches and leaves.

If you want to use it after it matures, you still need to wait for a thousand years.

He must be too late.

This Sun Crystal is the crystal of the Nine Heavens Yang Fire. It was born in the sun and accidentally fell into the world. It was accidentally obtained and polished.

It has a special effect on people who practice fire magic to break through the bottleneck of cultivation.

At this moment, even if he has not tried to break through, he just took the Sun Crystal in his hand.

Wang Dong can feel the surge of mana in his body, and even his skin has an indescribable excitement.

Outside the house, the rolling spiritual energy of Feitianmen rotated, forming countless fist-sized spiritual energy groups, rushing into the quiet room.

Gathering in this small secret room.

Click! Click!

After a while, the rich spiritual energy turned into drops of spiritual rain, which fell and wet the floor.

Wang Dong slowly closed his eyes.

Operate the Qingming Treasure Scroll.

This scroll was obtained by Feitianmen from the great master Qingming. It is both a treasure method and a treasure technique.

It contains three parts: Qingming Thunder Wind and Cloud Spirit Method, Five Thunder Bomb Heart Method Outline, and Attack Spirit Technique Wind, Cloud, and Thunder Secret Scroll.

After practicing for many years, he has already mastered it very well.

At this moment, the three spiritual techniques of wind, thunder, and cloud are entangled in his body, guiding the crazy spiritual energy to flow along the meridians in his body.

Finally, it gathers in the dantian, and is about to open up the purple mansion.

With every breath.

Wang Dong feels that the connection between himself and this sun treasure crystal is getting closer and closer.

It seems that there is some kind of resonance between the two, leading him to a new realm.

Suddenly!

Wang Dong opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

An unprecedented power is awakening in his body.

He stabilized his mind and continued to meditate.

Guide this power to gradually condense until it reaches its peak.

At this moment, his whole body was surrounded by a faint golden light, as if he was isolated from the outside world and immersed in the edge of a breakthrough.

Suddenly, Wang Dong's eyes opened sharply, and the golden light suddenly became bright, reflecting the determination and strength in his eyes.

Perhaps affected by his breakthrough, two thunder dragons in Feitianmen roared out from the Thunder Dragon Pond in the back mountain, and the wind and clouds changed, and the whole sky became gloomy.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a bucket-thick lightning bolt fell from the sky and hit Wang Dong directly.

As Wang Dong's eyes opened and closed, there seemed to be thunder flashing in them, and his voice spread all over the field.

"At this moment, the heavenly secrets have also changed. I gather the power of thunder, wind and clouds."

"Today, I, Wang Dong, must break through to the realm of Purple Mansion True Person."

"God help me!"

Wang Dong's voice was low and powerful.

He raised the Sun Crystal above his head, as if to absorb all the energy contained in it.

As his words fell, the entire secret room seemed to begin to shake, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Lightning bolts fell from the sky and hit the secret room directly.

It turned into a violent energy that poured into Wang Dong's body.

Wang Dong's figure was looming in the golden light, and the true energy around him was spinning like a tornado, constantly absorbing the thunder power from the outside world.

Every time the thunder and lightning, wind and clouds bombarded, his breath became more condensed.

After a long time, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

"Break!"

Wang Dong's shout penetrated the secret room and shocked the four fields.

With the arrival of the last thunderbolt.

His body was completely submerged in a dazzling light.

A faint purple light reached its peak, and he howled to the sky, his voice full of strength and confidence.

But at this moment, a trace of fear appeared on his face.

As if he felt something, his whole body was in pain and twitching.

An astonishing force surged out from the lightning and flames, penetrated into the body, and kept moving.

It seemed to burn the meridians in the body into charcoal.

Wang Dong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Not good!"

He felt more and more that something was wrong, and his face turned pale.

He wanted to stop it.

But the wind method cultivated by the Qingming Treasure Scroll became more and more powerful, urging the lightning and fire for a long time.

...

Ye Yang took a few spiritual marrow beads extracted from the Red Moon Sect and was about to plant them into the Feitian Sect's spiritual veins to nourish the spiritual veins.

At this moment, he had already sensed a special force slowly rising in the Feitian Sect.

Ye Yang turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

"It's the direction of Lihuo Peak, someone is breaking through the Purple Mansion realm."

"Is it Wang Xijing or Wang Dong?"

Ye Yang frowned, and he didn't have time to think carefully.

Then he saw that the huge momentum that had finally gathered together was like a flag falling, and it quickly collapsed.

"No! This is because he doesn't have enough understanding of the world. He tried to break through by force and suffered a backlash."

"What a joke!"

Ye Yang sensed the reversed wind and thunder and lightning, and immediately knew what happened.

He moved and reached the Lihuo Peak. He quickly locked the target, flicked his finger, and the sword broke through the formation restriction, and soon arrived in the house.

He then found a person sitting cross-legged on the cushion.

The face was pale, the eyes were dull, and the seven orifices were bleeding. He looked like he was dying.

"It's Wang Dong."

He raised his feet and walked in front of Wang Dong.

Wang Dong's situation was very bad at this time. Ye Yang's arrival was like a breeze, blowing away the chaotic airflow around Wang Dong.

He had sharp eyes and saw through Wang Dong's current state at a glance.

Due to the lack of sufficient understanding, Wang Dong deviated at the critical moment of the breakthrough.

As a result, the spiritual energy and Dantian mana that should have been smoothly integrated had a violent conflict.

"Wang Dong, listen to my command, gather your mind, and stabilize your foundation."

Ye Yang's voice was steady and powerful, with unquestionable majesty.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched it, and a gentle but powerful life force was injected into Wang Dong's body.

It helped him stabilize his shaky Dantian.

At this time, Wang Dong was in danger and felt the help from the outside world.

He quickly adjusted his breathing and tried to concentrate his mind according to Ye Yang's instructions.

Re-establish a harmonious connection with the natural forces of the outside world.

With his efforts, the originally violent thunder force gradually subsided and began to slowly merge into his meridians, no longer resisting as before.

"If you don't have enough understanding of the world, even if you break through the realm of real people, it will be a castle in the air and a mirage."

"You are too hasty now. It's not the time to break through."

Ye Yang shouted sternly.

The voice contained a kind of pressure that made people tremble.

Wang Dong's body shook when he heard the voice.

The originally chaotic breath seemed to have a brief pause because of this.

"The way of cultivation is not a child's play. Don't rush for quick success."

"What you lack is the understanding and understanding of the Tao, not pure strength. Breaking through by force will only backfire."

"But. But, senior brother, I don't accept it. Why can others break through to the realm of real people, but why can't I break through?"

"Who am I worse than?"

Wang Dong's words were full of unwillingness and frustration, and this emotion burned in his chest like a raging fire.

He has shown extraordinary talent for cultivation since he was a child. Whether it is learning exercises or awakening his own destiny, he is one step faster than his peers.

However, when faced with breaking through the realm of the real person, he was always stuck here.

Unable to cross the last threshold.

Ye Yang sighed, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He understood Wang Dong's unwillingness and confusion.

However, where is the fairness on the road of cultivation?

It is not that if you practice hard, you will definitely gain something.

"The way of cultivation is like climbing a mountain. Everyone has his own path and rhythm."

"Everyone has a different starting point and a different path. Why do you compare with others?"

"Junior brother, look at this mountain. Although the mountain is high, not all trees can grow on the top of the mountain."

"Some tree roots are deep, and some tree crowns stretch to the sun. They have their own strengths and beauty. You and I are the same. There is no need to rush."

"Besides, the purpose of your practice is just to become a real person?"

This series of questions hit Wang Dong's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Senior brother, I..."

Wang Dong hesitated to speak.

"You only pursue speed and ignore the solidity of your foundation. The next breakthrough will become more and more difficult."

"Even if you barely break through, what should you do after the Purple Mansion realm?"

"Golden Core, Heavenly Gang, Dharma Image, each step is a checkpoint. I don't know how many heroes have been stuck, not to mention the mysterious and unpredictable Yuanshen Taoist."

"How can you rely on brute force to break through?"

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