Chapter 20: The Master of Liuyang Peak

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  Heaven and earth, great sea.

  In the midst of a vast and boundless golden sea, a dark golden aura rose and floated upwards, piercing through the clouds and heavenly mist, falling onto Qi Tian's head, suddenly transforming into seventy-two drops of golden rain, which were imprinted onto the seventy-two fatal acupoints on Qi Tian's body.

  There were threads of gray airflow, emanating from Qi Tian's body, his physical form was empty, his aura was like a sword, supporting and rising straight up, revealing its sharpness, all the way through the 72 layers of buildings, rushing into the 73rd Daoist aperture.

  Boom!

  Like a broken bamboo, the aura engulfed the spiritual energy of the four golden spirit stones, almost invincible, without any pause, after continuously blasting through three golden gates, there was a faint sword hum.

  Suddenly, Qitian opened his eyes wide, and the light golden yin-yang fish swirled around. Two golden lights burst out about an inch away.

  "Explode!"

  At that moment, Qi Tian's entire body shook violently, the surrounding void, and the floating mist was shattered. A layer of pure golden light emerged from his body.

  There seems to be a faint fragrance, and the purple bamboo under the misty rain, Qitian and this purple bamboo are integrated into one, even breathing, have become extremely similar.

  His eyes closed, then opened again. The pale golden yin-yang fish had transformed into a pure gold color. Two yin-yang fish swam in the depths of his eyes, disappearing after a few breaths.

  "So it is, the seventy-two acupoints are opened, and all worldly dust is gone. The body emits fragrance. After opening the thirty-six apertures, the one hundred and eight acupoints throughout the body are complete. One can then imprint the Great Way, attain a Daoist body. This Daoist path has its own predetermined number in the obscure, it's not a random shot."

  He stood up, his eyes shining brightly, and his black hair gleamed with dew. In the purple bamboo forest, the spiritual birds sang, the spiritual stream flowed, and the spiritual spring gurgled. Qi Tian stood among them, his Taoist robe fluttering, as if a hint of immortal energy had emerged.

  At this moment, he had thoroughly opened up seventy-six meridians, and the aura in his dantian was thick and heavy, vastly different from when he first opened up the first meridian. His spiritual essence was refined and cleansed of worldly dust, and not only that, but his aura had also become even more refined, if it could be said that before it was unblemished jade, then now it was a polished and rounded precious gem, its aura crystal clear and translucent, radiating a pure golden light, as if a layer of golden divine flames were burning, the sharpness of the aura subtle yet clearly perceptible.

  Behind the purple bamboo sword, a purple light flickered, equally crystal clear and bright, with what seemed to be a flow of purple liquid inside. At this moment, a faint golden glow emerged, somewhat different from before, but Qitian couldn't sense anything unusual, feeling that it was even more in tune with his arm, merging with his flesh and blood.

  Passing through a forest of purple bamboo, Qitian saw Yunfei, who was now gnawing on a chicken leg and drinking purple bamboo wine in front of a stone table.

  "Big brother, you're being lazy again, indulging in your desires for food and drink."

  Yun Fei was startled, looked up and suddenly let out a breath of relief, saying: "Younger brother, you scared me. This period of time in the Barbarian Mountains has not been easy, and since returning these days, older brother has also been bitterly contemplating the subtleties of swordplay. Occasionally relaxing like this is not unacceptable. Besides, younger brother, if you don't say anything, Master won't know either... Younger brother, you too... Hmm, no, younger brother, you..."

  Watching Qi Tian walk towards him, his body was as light as a swallow, his footsteps were as gentle as treading on dust, and there was even a faint scent of fragrance wafting over.

  Yun Fei's eyes widened in shock, and he hesitated before saying: "All worldly dust has been eliminated, your body emits a fragrant scent, you have already opened up all 72 meridian points! This is unreasonable! You've achieved the Pure Golden Body in less than four months! How can I, as your senior brother, bear this?"

  Yun Fei sighed, but his face was full of smiles. He picked up a wine gourd from the stone table and tossed it to Qi Tian.

  "Come on, let's have a few drinks with our senior brother. After we finish the wine and meat, my fellow disciples and I will go back to our cultivation. Dammit, I, Yun Fei, won't believe it if Sword Peak can't produce a top-notch cultivator!"

  Yun Fei's face was slightly flushed, he lightly spat out wine air, the bamboo leaves were fragrant, and he tore off a chicken leg to hand it to Qi Tian.

  "Junior brother, your swordsmanship has already entered the initial stage of Sword Rhyme Lower Realm. I'm not as good as you, so please point out some advice to senior brother. Senior brother wants to condense his sword energy and severely crush those young whippersnappers' arrogance. Dammit, I'm still the 16th or 17th generation's uncle!"

  Yun Fei drank the zǐ zhú niàng one mouthful at a time, the zǐ zhú niàng was rich and full-bodied, with a hint of spiritual energy, but its aftertaste was extremely strong. After finishing one gourd, Yun Fei was already swaying drunkenly, his voice growing softer, until he finally fell onto the stone table.

  Qitian frowned, he could feel Yunfei's resentment in his heart. It seemed that these past few days, while he was focused on breaking through, Yunfei had once descended upon Sword Peak.

  Disciples of the Eight Trigrams!

  Her eyes were deep and profound, gazing up at the sky above, with clouds and mist swirling around, without a visible end.

  Early morning.

  In the purple bamboo forest, a purple aura was born with smoke. The spiritual creek reflected the sun. In front of the refined cottage, Cloud flew over and rubbed his head, then lifted it up from the stone table.

  "Junior Brother!"

  Not far away, Qitian sat cross-legged under a purple bamboo tree. Hearing Yunfei's call, he opened his eyes and smiled: "Shixiong, you're awake."

  He rubbed his head, and Yun Fei said somewhat embarrassedly: "I drank too much, forgot to use my sword energy to force out the wine energy, fortunately it's almost nightfall, otherwise I would have delayed a day of cultivation."

  He stood up, and a golden divine light shone through his body, like silk-like white smoke rising from the top of his head, quickly dispersing cleanly.

  Before Yun Fei could speak again, suddenly, outside the purple bamboo forest, a sword hum rose, the sword sound was melodious, with the sound of spiritual spring gurgling, two purple lights flashed and fell into the purple bamboo forest, pointing towards the direction of the Sword Pavilion, after a few breaths, it turned into a sky full of wine rain, sprinkling on both of them.

  "Master is summoning, at Sword Pavilion!"

  Yun Fei said, his face somewhat bewildered, on the sword peak, there were only a few immortal pavilions, except for the Cang Jing Pavilion which was always open, the Sword Pavilion would rarely open once a year, and Ming Xian Dao Ren disliked rules, almost never summoning them into the Sword Pavilion.

  "Senior brother, let's go!"

  Qitian opened his mouth, and in his heart, he slightly moved, guessing some things, but not certain.

  Yun Fei nodded, and the two of them set off. Both were Dao base swordsmen who had eliminated all worldly attachments. Their bodies were as light as mist. One of them transformed his sword energy, while the other opened up the seventy-sixth Dao aperture. With their feet shoulder-width apart, they simultaneously executed their Dao techniques. Golden spiritual energy converged beneath their feet. As soon as they took a step forward, they instantly traversed ten zhang (a unit of length). Not even a single strand of Yun Fei's hair was disturbed.

  The two of them left the purple bamboo forest, walking quickly, and after half a stick of incense, they were already standing in front of the Sword Pavilion.

  "Come in."

  The voice of Mingjian Dao people sounded, and the gate of Jian Ge opened. The two stepped inside.

  A man in a purple robe sat cross-legged on a futon to the left, his face rugged and his hair like flames, each strand shining brightly as if with divine fire. As they approached, they felt a wave of heat emanating from him.

  "Disciple Yun Fei, Qi Tian, has seen Master Ming Yang!"

  Liyang Peak Master, Mingyang Daoist!

  Qitian and the two of them paid their respects, clearly seeing that Daoren was also a master of the Jiuyue Peak, this one word "Shu" (uncle/master) was just right.

  On the left side of Ming Yang Dao Ren, there were two young Daoists. They sat upright with their hands on their knees, their faces solemn and serious. Despite this, Qi Tian could see that they were no ordinary people at a glance. Their bodies emitted a fragrant scent, one of them had skin as white as jade, seemingly hiding a divine aura, clearly having already attained the Dao body, with a complete foundation in the Dao.

  Sit!

  Ming Jian Dao Ren pointed, and the two of them sat down cross-legged on the right side below Ming Jian Dao Ren's hand.

  Ming Yang Dao Ren let out a soft "hmm" and gazed at Qi Tian for two moments before saying, "Indeed, you don't disappoint as a Pure Gold Body. Your ability to absorb and expel Golden Spiritual Energy is truly divine. I heard that you managed to cut out a large piece of spiritual stone from the Qing Ling Stone Monument earlier. Even with the assistance of spiritual stones, this speed would be enough to surpass others in the same realm within my Qing Yun Nine Veins. Of course, that's assuming you're a Daoist."

  After a pause, Ming Yang Dao Ren stared at Qi Tian Dao: "It's still possible to change your cultivation now. My Lieyang Peak's Vajra Mysterious Method contains a small divine ability!"

  Qitian noticed that when Mingyang Daoist mentioned the minor divine ability, the eyes of the two Daoists below suddenly jumped, and they couldn't help but reveal a look of envy.

  "Brother Mingyang is indeed generous, a small divine ability, I Qingyun Jiuma, don't have many kinds either."

  When Mingjian Dao people open their mouths, they are calm and composed, with a gentle gaze, like an ancient well without ripples.

  Ming Yang Daoren chuckled and said, "Of course, one must make the best use of things. Disciple brother, you also know that the Qitian physique is comparable to the three physiques in the Five Elements. My Qingyun Jiuma physique is among the top ten, and those with pure physiques are even rarer, with only one person not entering my Fa Dao Xian Mai. It's really a pity that such physiques have a destiny with my Fa Dao Xian Mai."