The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

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In this world, in this world of intrigue, seeking wealth is actually the easiest thing to deal with, because if you don't seek wealth, you will definitely seek something more precious, such as human life.

Through the small window, Mu Chunfeng could see the guy who claimed to be Xie Xuan watching the sailors inspecting the ropes with great interest.

After thinking about it, I decided that I should ask to find out the truth.

Although he is not afraid of any challenge, it is best to avoid conflict once at sea.

No safety hazard should be left to be addressed until it reaches the sea.

Mu Chunfeng also secretly regretted it. The steward said that Qingcheng Xiaoyao Xian had come to visit and wanted to take a boat, so he agreed.

After all, he was a carefree immortal.

But now, it's too late for regrets.

After a moment of contemplation, Mu Chunfeng rubbed her face.

Born into a prominent family, and with his family intending for him to take over as head of the family, this young man is naturally not stupid; he certainly doesn't lack cunning and shrewdness.

No matter how gentle, kind, respectful, and frugal she may appear, she is definitely not a naive or innocent girl.

A naive and innocent person cannot become the head of a family, and aristocratic families will not cultivate naive and innocent offspring.

Mu Chunfeng straightened his clothes, making sure he hadn't done anything improper, before walking onto the deck and approaching Zhou Huanzhen.

"Senior Confucian Sword Immortal".

Zhou Zhenhuan glanced at him, seemingly having anticipated his arrival.

After all, it was hard for Zhou Zhenhuan not to notice such a surveillance gaze.

He waved his hand: "You should know that I am not Xie Xuan."

Mu Chunfeng was stunned. He hadn't expected this person to lay all his cards on the table right away, catching him off guard.

Zhou found it really funny; indeed, sincerity is the ultimate weapon.

"Not the Confucian Sword Immortal? Then who are you?"

Mu Chunfeng maintained the necessary respect, and her astonishment and confusion quickly subsided. With a hint of scrutiny, she seemed to be re-evaluating Zhou Huanzhen.

Zhou Zhen nodded; this kid has a good temperament.

Mu Chunfeng felt that even if this person was not the Confucian Sword Immortal, the sword energy he had unleashed earlier was genuine and definitely not ordinary.

"I am Zhou Huanzhen, and the scholar from before was Xie Xuan."

Mu Chunfeng: ...

He mentally assessed the difference in strength between the two and wondered if he should just kill the man outright.

Zhou Zhenhuan sighed: "There still needs to be some trust between people."

I disagreed with Xie Xuan impersonating me from the beginning, you know that, but I had no choice.

It's a good thing Xie Xuan wasn't there, otherwise he would definitely have spat all over him.

Mu Chunfeng felt that this journey through the martial world had truly brought him great gains and growth.

A surge of impulse welled up inside me, but I couldn't bring myself to speak.

Mu Chunfeng didn't know that this impulsive emotion was called "roasting".

"That carefree immortal from Mount Qingcheng?"

Mu Chunfeng spoke with a hint of teasing.

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded seriously: "He did come from Qingcheng Mountain. He was just joking with Young Master Mu."

As for the other little ones...

Your Mu family should be well-informed, so you should know that I, Zhou Zhen, have three disciples.

If you compare them, you'll find that three of them look very similar.

These are not difficult things to verify; if you are ready, then set sail.

I know you're doing this for your older brother. His injuries aren't difficult for me to treat.

If you don't want to be the head of the Mu family, and you want your elder brother to have offspring, these are not difficult.

Even if I fail, I still know the Medicine King and the next generation's Medicine King, Little Fairy Doctor.

If you'd like, I can introduce you to them.

Upon hearing these words, Mu Chunfeng slowly opened her mouth.

The purpose of his trip was certain; he had never mentioned it to anyone else.

Even the trip to sea to find medicinal herbs for his elder brother was something he did without telling his family.

This person actually knew everything.

For a moment, Mu Chunfeng fell silent.

It is said that the carefree immortal possessed divine powers and knew such secrets, so the legend must be true.

Mu Chunfeng was already 80% convinced.

"Relax, we mean no harm."

Zhou Zhen stretched and then looked at the seabirds circling overhead.

Mu Chunfeng forced a smile: "Then what is the purpose of your voyage, seniors?"

"Visiting a friend."

"Friends?"

"That's right. There are immortal mountains overseas, and there's a friend on one of those mountains, the Wine Immortal Baili Dongjun. You should know him. He's run into some trouble over there, and friends always help each other out."

"I see. But does senior know where the immortal mountains overseas are?"

Mu Chunfeng suddenly felt a little eager to try.

That's a sacred mountain! But then I realized that the person in front of me is the greatest immortal in the world.

He quickly asked, "Senior, do you really know the Medicine King?"

"Of course, Senior Medicine King has some connection with my master, but Medicine King's whereabouts are unpredictable, traveling all over the country to treat the sick and save lives, so as a junior, I shouldn't disturb him."

However, I have a good relationship with his apprentice, the next generation's Medicine King.

Mu Chunfeng confirmed some details and chatted about some things in the martial arts world. Zhou Zhenhuan didn't seem impatient and answered all his questions one by one.

Mu Chunfeng left satisfied, after all, among the disciples under the carefree immortal was the famous Prince Yong'an, whom he wanted to meet.

After he left, the Confucian sword immortal Xie Xuan appeared next to Zhou Huanzhen, looked at Mu Chunfeng's back, and shook his head.

"It is clear that lying is bad, and a gentleman should treat others with sincerity."

Zhou Zhenhuan agreed: "Yes, lying is wrong. Don't do it again next time."

Xie Xuan was both amused and exasperated, but he didn't dwell on the topic. Instead, he sat down next to Zhou Zhenhuan and took out a packet of dried fish.

This was something Zhou Zhenhuan had given him before. Now, he was using it as a gift, and as soon as he held it in his hand, a seabird swooped down and snatched it away.

"Brother Dao, has another sword immortal been added to the world?"

When Wushuang entered the realm of sword immortal, the Confucian sword immortal naturally sensed it.

Zhou Huanzhen nodded and said, "Yes, that little fellow from Wushuang City is truly a genius. My disciple is still a bit lacking."

However, Zhou Zhenhuan also knew that Lei Wujie had been through a lot these days, either on the run or on his way to escape.

Lei Wujie was still a step behind Wushuang.

Once this matter is settled, I still need to make a trip to Wushuang City, since the outcome of the bet is clear: Lei Wujie lost.

Zhou Zhenhuan had previously said that if Wushuang became a sword immortal first, he would give her a gift.

However, at that moment, a commotion suddenly broke out on the deck.

"Look, what is that?"

Chapter 172: Settling the Storm

The people who were busy on the deck had all put down their work, and everyone was stunned by what they saw.

On the distant waters, a wall of seawater, hundreds of feet high, surges across the horizon like a giant cross-section.

As it advanced, the water wall rose higher and higher, soon reaching a height of ten thousand feet.

And this wall of seawater is entirely like black jade.

Zhou Zhenhuan and the Confucian Sword Immortal naturally had excellent eyesight.

Zhou could see very clearly that the black seawater contained a large number of sea fish and other creatures.

"what is this?"

The Confucian Sword Immortal also had a solemn expression, as he sensed the intense demonic energy contained within the wall of seawater.

Zhou Zhenhuan slowly shook his head: "I don't know either, let's go and see."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zhenhuan had already taken flight and, amidst the gasps of the crowd, landed lightly on the sea surface, walking on the waves.

Mu Chunfeng and Xiao Se Lei Wujie have gotten to know each other again. They are all young people, so they naturally have endless topics to talk about.

Hearing the commotion on deck, he quickly left the cabin.

"What is this? Brother Mu, is this normal at sea?"

Lei Wujie's mouth dropped open, and Mu Chunfeng was also completely bewildered.

"This shouldn't be normal, right?" Mu Chunfeng replied without any confidence.

It's normal for there to be waves on the sea, but this thing that looks like a vertical canopy doesn't seem normal at all.

Even if you try your best to look up, you can hardly see the top anymore.

The pitch-black wall of seawater completely blocked out the other side of the sea, as if it were cutting the whole world in two.

"It is truly magnificent, but since you have already gone to investigate, I suppose there shouldn't be any major problems."

Tang Lian is now a die-hard fan of Zhou. He shaded his eyes with his hand and looked into the distance, where he could only see a figure in a green robe walking on the water.

"You are truly a divine being!"

His words naturally drew agreement from the others.

At this moment, Mu Chunfeng had no more doubts, his gaze was fervent and excited.

"He truly is a carefree immortal, incredibly powerful."

Zhou Zhen didn't hear the flattery from the younger generation. He stood steadily on the sea, but his expression was somewhat solemn.

As he approached, the wall of seawater seemed to change; countless waves surged forth, forming a gaping maw that seemed to want to swallow him whole.

Zhou Zhen remained unmoved, letting the seawater envelop him. As his gaze shifted, he passed through the wall of seawater and arrived at the other side.

"Mirage?"

Before him appeared a colossal city floating in the clouds, and above the city, a gigantic eye was staring at him.

It seemed as if an invisible force was distorting the air, and Zhou Zhenhuan only felt a slight pressure coming from all around him.

The force was immense; if it were someone else, they would probably be crushed in an instant.

"It's not an illusion; the power can be conveyed."

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head, his fingers twitched slightly, and a burst of sword intent erupted forth.

However, at that moment, the eyes suddenly closed, and like an elevator, it sank rapidly into the giant city.

The colossal city collapsed in the next instant, vanishing completely.

Zhou Zhenhuan raised an eyebrow: "Trying to leave? Did I say you could leave? I want to see what kind of monster you are! Slay them!"

A dazzling sword aura, like a rainbow piercing the sun, cleaved the entire sea surface, tearing it apart as if a piece of cloth had been ripped open, revealing a bottomless chasm.

In mid-air, the two energies of Yin and Yang suddenly appeared, and the Tai Chi Bagua redefined the earth, fire, water, and wind.

The sky cracked open again.

After a long time, Zhou Zhenhuan once again cleaved the heavens with his sword.