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

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But we at Baixiaotang, who record the changes in the martial arts world, do know some things that ordinary people don't."

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "That's why I've come to trouble you, Hall Master."

Ji Ruofeng smiled and waved his hand: "There's no need for you to be so polite, Master."

Hundreds of years ago, immortals from beyond the realm would occasionally descend to the mortal world.

Everyone knows that the Guardian Clan is fighting against the extraterrestrial immortals, but in reality, the relationship between those immortals and the Guardian Clan is far more complex than that.

And those immortals are not necessarily all bad people.

Some immortals married scions of noble families and stayed on our side.

Zhou Zhenhuan seemed to be deep in thought: "So it was those people, or their descendants, who created Baiyujing?"

"Indeed, this group possesses formidable strength and powerful techniques. Bai Yujing is rapidly expanding its influence in the martial arts world."

However, two voices soon emerged within Baiyujing.

One side supports the border-guarding family in their fight against external forces, while the other side believes that they are superior because they have the blood of immortals flowing in their veins, and therefore they want to overthrow the rule of the secular dynasty, claiming that immortals will descend to the mortal realm to unify the world.

Subsequently, internal strife broke out within Baiyu territory.

In fact, a considerable portion of the main force resisting the extraterrestrial immortals were these immortals who were inclined towards us. Otherwise, how could we have stopped them with just a few divine beings?

The enmity between the two sides thus deepened.

After that internal strife, Bai Yujing was severely weakened and quickly disappeared from the martial arts world.

But we were unable to investigate any further details.

Why is the real person investigating Bai Yujing?

Chapter 149 Free City

Why investigate Bai Yujing?

Zhou Zhenhuan took a large gulp of tea, looked up at the sky, and shook his head: "It's probably because of this unlucky weather."

Ji Ruofeng considered himself a wise man in the martial arts world, but after hearing these words, he felt that he couldn't understand them at all.

He looked up at the sky; the sun was shining brightly, and the autumn breeze was gentle and refreshing.

But seeing Zhou Zhenhuan's puzzled expression, he wisely refrained from asking further questions.

"Master, I wish to restart the Ranking of the Supremes. What is your opinion?"

Zhou Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then looked amused, as if he had just thought of something.

"That would be a thankless task. Recently, many talented people have emerged in the martial arts world. Before your list can spread throughout the world, it will probably have to be changed."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ruofeng gave a wry smile: "The Master is indeed extremely perceptive."

Actually, this idea has become stronger and stronger in the past two years.

I always feel that if I don't do something, I'll really get old.

But as the real person said, geniuses have emerged in the past two years, and their strength seems to change three times a day.

Your junior brother, Baili, broke through to the Divine Travel realm one after another, and even Lei Hong of the Thunderbolt Hall and Lei Family Fortress entered the Sword Immortal realm.

The power structure has indeed changed drastically.

Ji Ruofeng was deeply moved. The martial arts world was about to undergo a major upheaval, but unfortunately, he could no longer roam the land.

Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and delivered another bombshell: "The Lone Sword Immortal has also entered the Divine Journey."

"The Lone Sword Immortal?" Ji Ruofeng was only slightly surprised, but then nodded thoughtfully: "In fact, with his talent, he should have taken this step long ago."

But whether it's him or Baili, I've noticed that these intelligent people seem prone to being hurt by love, to the point that they develop inner demons from which they cannot escape.

“What the Hall Master says is quite right. If the Hall Master restarts the Ranking of the Best, then there is no need to add me to the list.”

Ji Ruofeng asked in bewilderment, "Why is that? If my Hundred Knowledge Hall doesn't write down the real person's name, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."

Nowadays, who in the martial world doesn't know the name of the carefree immortal?

"Since everyone already knows, what difference does it make whether we write it or not?"

How desperate those people must be if my name makes the list.

If you put me on the same list as Baili, Luo Qingyang, and their ilk, I feel wronged.

Zhou Zhenhuan smiled and gestured to Ji Ruofeng while holding up his teacup.

Ji Ruofeng seemed to understand something, a look of shock flashing in his eyes: "What about Immortal Mo Yi?"

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head again: "Let's not talk about this, let's drink tea."

Zhou Zhenhuan left, leaving Ji Ruofeng alone, bewildered in the wind.

He naturally understood what Zhou Zhenhuan was saying.

In his understanding, Mo Yi was already at the Immortal Realm. Doesn't that mean that this Carefree Immortal is even stronger than Mo Yi?

He didn't think Zhou would actually joke about something like this.

In that case, he seemed to understand why Zhou Zhen was unwilling to be on the list.

Should we create a separate list for this person?

Hmm... it's definitely not suitable.

But if this person isn't included, what's the point of making this list?

Ji Ruofeng subconsciously took a sip of tea, then froze, tears streaming down his face.

The injury I suffered back then was healed by this sip of tea.

Although he lost all his skills, at least his body recovered.

"Thank you, Immortal Xiaoyao!"

When Ji Xue arrived, she saw her father holding a cup of tea, carefully sipping it, looking as if he treasured it dearly.

Ji Xue asked curiously, "Dad, is this tea very hot?"

Ji Ruofeng shook his head, finished the last drop of tea in his teacup, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not too hot, not too hot, just right."

Ji Xue was somewhat confused. She looked around, a little surprised: "Did that person leave?"

Ji Ruofeng sighed, "Yes, that person is truly a celestial being. Girl, when you see him in the future, you must treat him with the respect due to a nephew or niece, and never be negligent."

That person saved your father's life.

Help? Ji Xue seemed to realize something, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Father, you mean, your injury..."

Ji Ruofeng nodded with a smile: "Indeed! Girl, I plan to set up another list, called the True Immortal List. You'll have to work hard these days and make sure you figure out the strength of those little guys thoroughly."

Ji Xue's face fell: "Father, this is a bit difficult. Not to mention anything else, just look at those disciples who were here just now. Their strength has improved very quickly. Maybe by the time the rankings are finalized, they will all be sword immortals."

"It's alright, it's alright. Even if it's fast, there's a limit. As long as it's roughly accurate, it's fine."

Beyond the southern border, beyond the Southern Frontier Kingdom, and through the sparsely populated and miasma-ridden Ten Thousand Mountains, lies a vast ocean.

But this sea is unusually strange.

Because the seawater here is red for almost half the year.

It was not only red, but also scalding hot, as if it had been boiled.

Due to the rising heat, the entire sea surface is perpetually shrouded in thick fog.

Even ordinary martial artists would suffer burns to their trachea and lungs from inhaling the mist, and even if they didn't die, they would be left with chronic illnesses.

However, in this vast sea, there is a huge landmass, also dotted with cities and towns, with no fewer than 100,000 islanders.

This land is abundant with a type of purple bamboo, which is not only tough but also has the effect of calming the mind and spirit.

Moreover, this purple bamboo can block out the strange fog, making the air on this land fresh and the temperature normal.

The largest city in this area is called Zizai City.

It is said that once you enter this city, you will gain great freedom.

Upon entering the city, Luo Qingyang discovered that many of the people there were quite strange.

Some people roared in the street, crying and laughing at the same time, while others chatted and laughed with a small dog by the roadside.

He even saw a person with two heads. The person was very tall, and each head was talking to two different people. The person looked terrifying.

But the local residents seemed to have long been accustomed to all of this.

His appearance with chains on his shoulders wasn't considered strange here; in fact, it was more normal than for many others.

Luo Qingyang seemed to understand something: "No wonder it's called the City of Freedom. It is indeed a place of freedom. No one cares about worldly views, and no one has worldly views."

"In all the world, there is such a place."

He muttered something to himself, then looked up and saw a figure in purple standing at the end of the street, smiling at him.

Seeing him look up, the purple-robed Taoist bowed and smiled warmly as if he were an old friend: "Lone Sword Immortal, it's been a long time!"

Luo Qingyang's expression was somewhat complicated, and he subconsciously cupped his hands in greeting: "Dao Sword Immortal, it's been a long time."

It has indeed been a long time. Back then, he and the others joined forces to intercept the Dao Sword Immortal and his wife. At that time, he was still the proud and arrogant Lone Sword Immortal.

When they met again, their feelings were quite different.

Chapter 150 The Tragic Spy

In the center of Zizai City, there is a huge altar, ancient and old, exuding a mysterious aura.

Above this altar, there is a faint, almost invisible portal.

The door was now tightly shut, as if we existed in another time and space.

The Lone Sword Immortal stared at the portal and said in a deep voice, "Is this why your senior brother sent me here?"

When old friends meet, there isn't much small talk.

Zhao Yuzhen nodded: "This gate is called the South Heavenly Gate, which is a gateway connecting to the outside world."

Immortals from beyond the realms once descended through this Southern Heavenly Gate, but it has not been opened for nearly a hundred years.

Upon hearing this, the Lone Sword Immortal nodded.

Has anyone come down from here recently?

Dao Jianxian shook his head: "No, but since Senior Brother sent you here, it means that someone will probably come down soon."

Moreover, my senior brother felt that neither Xie Zhize nor I could withstand the attack.

Luo Qingyang's face was cold and stern as he touched the chains on his shoulders: "It's alright. Now that I'm here, I'll kill one if one comes down from over there, and kill two if two come down."

Upon hearing this, Dao Jianxian looked pleased: "In that case, we will still need to rely on Lonely Sword Immortal more."

The Lone Sword Immortal nodded without answering. He looked around the altar, which was empty except for two small thatched huts.

"One of these rooms belongs to my husband and me, and the other belongs to Senior Xie Zhize."

In this city of freedom, only this place, within a radius of five miles, is uninhabited.

Brother Luo, please make yourself at home.

Free City is very large, even larger than Snow Moon City.

However, the population is mostly concentrated in the area just inside the city. In fact, most normal people have left this area, since it would be quite dangerous if a fight broke out there.

Only a few less-than-normal people are the last line of defense for Freedom City.

Although they look abnormal, these people are definitely not weak.

Many of them are descendants of members of border-guarding families.

In order to maintain the bloodline of the Guardian Family, and because ordinary people in this area cannot cross the sea to reach this place, the Guardian Family often has close relatives marrying each other.

That's why there are so many things here that don't seem quite normal.

Not long after, a small thatched hut appeared far away from the thatched hut where Dao Jianxian lived.

Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi was sewing a small garment. Through the window, she looked at the lonely little thatched hut in the distance.