Chapter 1: The Seven-Colored Dragon Boat, Azure Pearl...

  "What a person!" The corpse-like figure hanging on the wall suddenly burst out with an extraordinary glow in his eyes.

  Who could have possibly entered the secret chamber despite being completely clueless?! Qingxu Zhenren also turned around in surprise.

  A white-clad figure, with disheveled hair and bare feet, Yuan Tianyi stood quietly at the entrance of the secret room, gazing at Luo Bei who lay on the ground, entranced by his most basic calming spell.

  "You!..." Qing Xuan Zhen Ren's hairs stood on end, this barefooted man in white clothes was able to sneak into the secret chamber silently, obviously not an ordinary person. However, he couldn't help but feel that there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on Yu Tian Yi's body, only a sense of unspeakable vastness and pressure from this handsome and almost otherworldly-looking man.

  "If you had taught Luo Bei with a sincere heart and formed a bond with him, perhaps the Purple Seal Daoist Temple would not be in its current state today. Instead, it might have risen to even greater heights because of him." Yuantian Yi slightly raised her eyes to look at Qingxu Zhenren, "For the sake of the Purple River Rebirth, for your divine soul to grow stronger, you didn't hesitate to use the fresh blood and living souls of so many disciples from your own sect to refine this dan medicine. Therefore, the downfall of the Purple Seal Daoist Temple today is all because of your own thoughts."

  A faint flash of silver in the eyes during the conversation made Qingxu Zhenren's body stiffen inexplicably, as if his entire body and primordial spirit had been pierced by countless ice needles.

  The demeanor of a grandmaster!

  "You actually used the fresh blood and living soul of a Purple Hui Daoist disciple to refine the Zihua Resurrection Dan?" The corpse-like person on the wall let out an incredulous voice. This fresh blood and living soul were the final materials needed for the Zihua Resurrection Dan, and the stronger the blood and soul, the more Clear Void True Person's own divine soul would be strengthened when he used the Zihua Resurrection Technique, making it easier to dissolve Luo Bei's primordial spirit and replace it. The fresh blood and living soul of a cultivator were naturally much stronger than those of an ordinary mortal, but the corpse-like person on the wall couldn't believe that Clear Void True Person would actually use his own disciple's fresh blood and living soul to refine the Zihua Resurrection Dan! After letting out an incredulous voice, the corpse-like person on the wall looked at Yuan Tianyi and suddenly shook violently all over, "You are Luo Fu Sect's sect master, Yuan Tianyi?!"

  "Your insight is a hundred times stronger than your senior brother." Yuantianyi looked at the person on the wall who was as dry as a corpse, "But you've lost all your Taoist powers and are now just barely holding on to life with the help of medicine. Even I couldn't save you now."

  "I knew this." The person on the wall smiled wretchedly like a dry corpse, but tears fell from his eyes.

  Those tears were red... blood tears!

  Qingxu True Person had him confined here, using elixirs to sustain his life, intending for him to see his mistakes and witness how Qingxu True Person was reborn through the Purple River, creating an unprecedented foundation for the Purple Emblem Daoist Temple. However, the outcome turned out as he had expected - it was Qingxu True Person who was wrong.

  He shed blood and tears, not for himself, but because the Zihui Taoist Temple would surely be destroyed today, and from then on disappear from this world.

  A thousand years of cultivating Buddha, one thought turns into demon!

  Life and death are often decided in an instant!

  The dark red light emitted by the Purple River's Rebirth Dan illuminated the distorted face of Qingxu True Man, revealing an unspeakable ferocity.

  "No one can stop me, Zihe's reincarnation!" With a loud bang, a purple mysterious thunderbolt exploded in Qingxu True Man's hand and struck Yuantian Yi. At the same time, his silver needle also stabbed towards Luobei's brow.

  Until now, Qingxu Zhenren still didn't know himself, or rather, the Qingxu Zhenren who personally slaughtered his own disciples to refine the Zihe Transmigration Dan had already become a complete madman, just like he had lost his mind!

  A golden mang flashed in Yuantianyi's hand, instantly transforming into a giant blade of crystal-like flames. The purple thunderbolt released by Qingxu Zhenren scattered like a jumping purple snake as soon as it touched the golden light. The golden crystal giant blade cut through Qingxu Zhenren as if he was nothing, and the surging flames burst out of the top of the secret room like cutting tofu, directly cutting open the top of the secret room and the entire house, shooting up to hundreds of feet in the air.

  The disparity in strength is really too great.

  In an instant, Qingxu Zhenren was killed by Yuantianyi.

  And that piece of crystal light, also attracted people from all directions within hundreds of miles to gaze towards the direction of the Taoist temple.

  Even if it was cut in half, the yuan god would instantly dissipate with one blow, but the hands of Qingxu Zhenren, who fell to both sides, still tightly grasped that silver needle.

  Yu Tianyi took a step forward and in one step arrived in front of that person who was hanging on the wall like a dried corpse.

  With a slight nod like a dried corpse on the wall, Yuan Tianyi pointed at his brow.

  The divine light in the eyes of a withered corpse generally disappears instantly.

  Yu Tianyi's finger at this point had severed all his chances of survival that were being sustained by the medicinal power of the Dan medicine.

  But in the eyes that were streaming with blood and tears, there flashed a grateful look at the moment before all was over.

  Every extra minute and second is an eternity of unbearable pain.

  The twinkling starlight poured in through the huge crack that split open at the top of the secret chamber, and several dazzling sword lights shot out from the Shu Mountains hundreds of miles away.

  Taking a glance at the few flashes of sword light, Yu Tianyi looked down at Luo Bei again and let out a faint sigh in his heart, "The path has been paved for you, how to proceed is up to you."

  No one knows how long it took, but Luo Bei suddenly woke up and sat up abruptly, panting heavily as if he had just escaped a nightmare.

  If it's really been taken away from me, then it would be the cruelest nightmare!

  But he was still himself, and even the wounds on his body that had been bitten by those vicious dogs seemed to have changed medicine and re-bandaged. Moreover, these medicines seemed more effective than those of the Purple Hui Dao Guan, with a cool feeling, not painful at all.

  Luobei took a deep breath, looked around, and his line of sight was an ordinary room with two small wooden windows, which seemed to be outside in the wind, slightly trembling. The room was simply and neatly decorated, except for the wooden bed he was lying on, there was also a set of pine wood table and chairs, emitting the fragrance of pine wood. On the wall beside the two small windows, a couplet was hung. Luobei didn't recognize that the four characters were "Quiet Spirit Nourishing Qi", but only felt that those four characters had an astonishing force, as if they were a series of sword energies crisscrossing on the paper.

  Under the bed was a pair of brand new gray cloth shoes. Luobei got out of bed, put on his shoes and walked towards the door.

  The door was slightly ajar, as if a faint, damp breeze was blowing in.

  "What is this place and why am I here again?"

  Luobei thought so in his heart, creaked open the door with a "creak".

  Outside the house, the warm sunlight was slightly dazzling, but with a soft exclamation of "ah", Luo Bei's eyes widened unconsciously.

  In front of the door was a small courtyard, just like an ordinary family home, with some common vegetables planted, and on the edge of the vegetable garden, there were also some purple wildflowers swaying quietly in the wind. However, Luo Bei's location was also at the top of a mountain peak!

  This mountain peak is as high as the nameless mountain peak where Luo Fu is located. The thick white cloud sea is also at the foot of Luobei.

  In sight, there are numerous mountain peaks rising in and out of the sea of clouds, with over a hundred of them.

  These mountains stand above the vast sea of clouds, like individual islands. Hundreds of such mountain peaks stretch as far as the eye can see, forming a majestic landscape under the midday sun.

  But that's still not all!

  As soon as Luo Bei looked up, he saw that on top of many mountains, apart from the various strange and exotic trees growing there, there were also majestic buildings.

  Some mountain peaks were layered on top of each other, almost entirely filled with ancient and majestic palace buildings. "What is that!" Luo Bei even saw that several mountain peaks covered in trees, with the same kind of tapering shape as the palace buildings, were actually floating unsupported in mid-air.

  A sea of clouds like a crouching tiger and a coiled dragon, majestic and extraordinary with countless phenomena, the entire mountain floating in mid-air, surging with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

  "What kind of place is this?" For a moment, Luo Bei's mind was greatly shocked!

  "Y...you awake?" A weak voice came from below.

  On the stone steps that stretched into the sea of clouds, a young man who was originally sitting there in a daze, wearing a green robe, and younger than Bi Luo, stood up with some panic.

  This young man was even thinner and smaller than Luo Bei, his small blue cloth shirt seemed a bit too big for him, and in the mountain wind, it made his figure look even more hollow in the blue cloth shirt. His eyes seemed to always have some unconscious humility and weakness.

  Luobei didn't realize until he spoke up that the person below the stairs in front of him was taken aback, and asked: "Who are you? What is this place?"

  "My... my name is Lin Hang, this... this place is Shu Mountain. You wait here for a moment, I'll go inform Master Zhuo Zhe." After saying this with some trepidation, the young man turned around and quickly walked down the stone steps with a limp. He was actually a stuttering, lame-legged youth.

  "Is this Shu Mountain?!" Luo Bei stood still, staring blankly at the scene before him, repeating this sentence in a low voice.

  "Hiss" "hiss" several sounds, the thick cloud sea suddenly broke open, a white and crimson sword light pierced out, and instantly fell in front of Luo Bei.

  Approaching with white sword light is a man in his thirties wearing a blue long gown, with a pale face and no beard, black hair shiny and oily, coiled on the top of his head, secured by a bronze snake-shaped hairpin, slender body, looking very elegant.

  But what came in with the red sword light was a young man wearing a green tunic, outside which there was also a black one, seemingly with scale-like leather armor on it. His thick eyebrows and big eyes, his messy hair tied back like hard grass, looked both spirited and unrestrained. "Tsk, indeed a rare good foundation." This young man had already spoken out in praise before standing in front of Luo Bei.

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