Jingtian needs to go through the Ancient Vine Forest, Fengdu, Leizhou, and the Underwater City to reach the Heavenly Realm and obtain the Five Spirit Pearls to reach the Realm of Gods.
Then have Xu Changqing personally kill his five masters.
Everything is planned well.
After avoiding Changqing,
Taoist Qingwei had something to say to Jingtian.
Jingtian always appears to be joking, but he is truly a caring person.
"Old man, I have a question to ask you. You have to answer me honestly. Did that evil energy come out of your old bodies? So that is part of you old men, right?"
Qingwei sighed softly, "Yes, it is."
Jingtian then continued to analyze, "So you are saying if I send it to the Heavenly Pool to destroy it, will you five also...?"
As he spoke, Jingtian made a throat-cutting gesture.
Qingwei looked a little sad, but relieved, "Everyone has to die. Why can't I die this way? Your boss asked me this too."
Jingtian said, "Oh, I don't want to come back and not see you."
Qingwei laughed, "Silly child, some things are bound to happen, like birth, old age, sickness, and death. If it's natural, why be sad about it? Conversely, some things shouldn't happen but do, causing great suffering, and that's what's truly sad.
For example, if we created this evil energy, it would be sad if we didn't destroy it and let it run wild."
Jingtian pouted, "Old man, we just met, I'm so unwilling to leave you."
Qingwei advised, "But life is full of goodbyes."
Jingtian asked again, "Can't we think of another way? My boss is very powerful, maybe he has a solution."
Qingwei shook his head, "It has to be this way, otherwise the consequences will be endless. We can't handle it."
Jingtian lowered his head gloomily. This old man, who always made people feel so comfortable, was going to die so soon after just meeting him...
"But I really don't want to part with you..."
Qingwei smiled. "Child, you always appear to be joking, but in fact, you are truly a caring person."
"Hmph, you're exactly like that white tofu. Always thinking you understand others."
Qingwei asked curiously, "Who is white tofu?"
"Xu Changqing! Don't you think he's very white? His teeth are white, his eyes are white, his clothes are white, even his shoes are white. Oh, right, it seems like everyone at Mount Shu is white tofu. I don't know how you can stand it."
Qingwei smiled as he swept away the dust. Jingtian's clothes also turned into that of a Mount Shu disciple. "Child, do you feel very uncomfortable now?"
Jingtian looked at himself, left and right, front and back. "No, no, I can't get used to it. Change me back quickly."
Qingwei raised his hand again, smiling as he stroked his beard. "All things in the world are different in form. No one is exactly the same. Mount Shu disciples are the same. It's just that they lean more towards what you call white tofu. Look, even if you look exactly like the white tofu you mentioned, you're still Jingtian.
Sticking to yourself is the most important thing."
Jingtian thought about it and felt it made sense, but he still felt awkward. "Hey old man, if white tofu knew you five would... would he still go?"
Qingwei hurriedly grabbed Jingtian's arm, "I beg you to keep this secret. Don't tell Changqing or anyone else about this, okay?"
Jingtian frowned. "But didn't you say my boss knows too?"
"Hahaha, I have my own arrangements for him."
Jingtian thought of white tofu again, who had saved him. "But what if he puts the box in the Heavenly Pool and comes back to find you five gone? Will he go crazy?"
Qingwei didn't look worried. "Hahaha, I have my own arrangements. Child, you are kind-hearted and capable. You can help Changqing overcome all difficulties."
Jingtian giggled, mischievously tugging at Qingwei's beard. "You really think so?"
Qingwei didn't mind and continued, "Although Changqing is older than you, his martial arts are higher than yours, and his cultivation is stronger than yours..."
Just as Jingtian's face was turning darker, he changed the subject. "But he has always been on the mountain. So he hasn't experienced real hardship. In some ways, you are more mature than him. Child, you must help him more."
The turnaround made Jingtian especially happy, soulmate! "Old man, you are my soulmate, I like you!"
They both laughed.
Qingwei said, "I promise you one thing, when you come back, the Yong'an Pawnshop will be yours."
Jingtian didn't believe it at all. Then he saw a handsome man with wings on his back descending from behind Qingwei.
It was Swain.
"I said, Qingwei old man, aren't you going to discuss it with me?"
Qingwei laughed awkwardly, covering it up by stroking his beard. Swain saw a clear scratch on Qingwei's hand.
Swain thought of something and suddenly mocked, "You five are really stubborn. I already said, the Tongtian Stone only recognizes Jingtian and Xu Changqing, but you still had to cut yourself."
Even though this upper good like water skill, he was a little embarrassed and smiled. "Friend is right." Then Qingwei paused. Swain's aura had changed too much.
His whole body was like a blessed land, a world of its own.
"Congratulations on your breakthrough, friend."
He then said to Jingtian, "I'll discuss the Yong'an Pawnshop with your boss again. If not, I'll find you another store...?" After all, it's against the rules to directly promise someone's store to someone else behind their back.
"No need to discuss. Jingtian, if you perfectly complete the task, giving it to you isn't out of the question. But I have a request."
Jingtian was overjoyed. "Really?! Boss, you're so good! What's the request?"
Swain smiled evilly, "You are not allowed to harm anyone. If you can do it, I can even give you half of Yuzhou City."
"Okay!!!! Boss, your word is your bond!"
"Can't be taken back!"
The two slapped hands, and Jingtian jumped up excitedly, shouting towards the mountain stream, "I'm going to be a great hero! I'm going to make a fortune! Oh, right old man, didn't you say there were two things? What's the second thing?"
Qingwei took out a silver helmet from somewhere. "Do you still recognize this?"
Jingtian's eyes lit up. "Recognize it, recognize it. How could I not recognize something valuable?"
Swain sighed inwardly, the task was long and difficult... It was too hard to restore Jingtian's divinity.
"What else besides that?"
Jingtian took the helmet, looking at it from left to right. "I think I've seen it somewhere before? I don't know. My dad said I have a natural sense for antiques."
Qingwei laughed. "You will understand in the future. This treasure should be returned to its owner."
Jingtian wanted it, but after thinking about it, he handed it to Swain. "Hehe boss, old man, you've been good enough to me. But I'm not that greedy. Boss, you've already given me the Yong'an Pawnshop, I'll give this treasure to you."
Swain waved his hand. "I don't want it, it's too heavy, too precious. I'll give it back to you."
Swain clearly felt that the pass given to him by the Heavenly Emperor and that helmet had some kind of connection. So it must be Feipeng's helmet. What would he do with it?
Jingtian handed it back to Qingwei, but Qingwei didn't even reach out his hand. "Don't worry, the only person in the world qualified to own it is you. You will understand in the future."
Jingtian was especially touched. "You're even going through all this trouble to give me something. Thank you." As he said that, he was about to put it on his head.
Swain pulled Qingwei, signaling him not to speak.
Qingwei hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything.
The helmet emitted a flash of golden light for a second, then nothing changed.
"I guessed it. Jingtian, remember, no one but you can wear this helmet, it will kill people."
That golden light was the seed of divinity, and it had already sprouted in Jingtian's heart.
Qingwei looked worried, unsure if it was good or bad.
In that moment, Jingtian seemed to see himself sliding down the stairs with a girl in blue.
"Could this be a dream-entering helmet? The things from Mount Shu are amazing."
Swain curled his lips. "Yeah, do you have any more to give me? I need to prepare for the trip."
But Qingwei lowered his voice and said to Swain, "Friend, please don't help too much during the mission."
Jingtian was cunning and still heard it. Suspiciously said, "Why are you saying this too, old man?"
Swain seized on the key point and asked, "Who else said that?"
Jingtian said indignantly, "Wasn't that red-haired monster! He made me die several times without explaining anything! Luckily I was lucky and survived. He also said those words inexplicably at the end. I would have forgotten about it today if you hadn't mentioned it, old man."
Swain cursed, "Damn it, I almost let you kill me." What Chonglou specifically said to Jingtian was obviously warning himself. If he didn't help Jingtian grow quickly, he would come looking for trouble.
Jingtian exclaimed incredulously, "It can't be that bad, boss. I don't think that red-haired monster is strong, maybe I can practice for a few years and exchange a few moves with him. You're so powerful, beating him is as easy as playing."
Swain said unhappily, "That's you, don't include me." Feipeng, who has gone through hardships and returned to his peak, will definitely not be weaker than the Demon Lord Chonglou. The intersection of humanity and divinity is the strongest.
People become stronger because they have bonds. The former Feipeng was lonely, with only Xiyao, who could not be loved. But the future Jingtian will not be like this.
Will he be able to beat him then? It depends on whether the Pure Heart skill is powerful enough.
"Oh."
"Then friend, will you take Jingtian back first? I will have Changqing look for you later."
Swain narrowed his eyes. "Did you forget something?"
Qingwei laughed. "Don't worry friend, I won't lie to you, just remember, don't try it unless you are sure. Your evil thoughts may directly take shape, causing endless harm."
Swain beamed, good stuff. "Don't worry, I will use it next to the Heavenly Pool. Even if I can't control it, I will drown it directly, so it won't harm the world."
Qingwei looked at him with admiration. "Friend is truly righteous, I am not as good."
Swain understood what he meant. These old men were afraid of death, living 25 years longer until now before deciding to die.
And Swain's words made Qingwei feel that this person could take risks to become stronger, and sacrifice himself for the good of the six realms, which was really admirable.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that Swain had already left a way out.
"What level can Xu Changqing reach after being passed on the skill by you?"
Qingwei gently shook his head, "I don't know either. Only some scattered cultivation will be improved, but it shouldn't be much."
Qingwei took out a black book with gold letters from his Taoist robe and handed it to Swain.
Jingtian didn't understand, so he simply didn't understand. He pulled out the demon sword behind him and threw it into the sky.
Qingwei cast an appreciative look. "As expected of a heavenly being."
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Yong'an Pawnshop
Tang Xuejian was called out by Xiaoyi, who used to be her personal maid.
They agreed to meet at the City God Temple.
The Five Poison Beast, Huaying, also went with her.
Xuejian looked at Xiaoyi, her former maid and friend, with mixed feelings.
Xiaoyi handed over a package. "They robbed all your valuables, miss, and burned the rest to the ground. I secretly picked these up after they left."
"Also, they said they wanted to ask Young Master Hu for the Five Poison Beast. If he doesn't give it, they'll snatch it. Miss, you should hide First, don't stay at the Yong'an Pawnshop."
Xuejian laughed mockingly "I have nothing left now, where can I go? All I have left between me and grandfather is Huaying."
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
Huaying flapped her little wings and rubbed Xuejian's cheek.
Swain has never paid much attention to Huaying. But now Xuejian and Huaying are like sisters.
"I can't watch them attack Young Master Hu either. If we leave, we leave together."
Xiaoyi held Xuejian's hand reluctantly "Then, miss, be careful."
"Mm." Under the handshake, Xuejian saw the bruises on Xiaoyi's body.
"Xiaoyi, what's going on? This is too much! I'm going to teach them a lesson!"
Xiaoyi squeezed Xuejian's hand "Don't, miss, it's just a superficial injury. Anyway, it doesn't matter. I'm going back to my hometown in a few days."
Xuejian asked worriedly "Can you leave the Tang family?"
Xiaoyi's words were full of relief and joy "Do you still remember my cousin, Guiwen? Our family had a great harvest last year. He built a new house, and it's enough for me to buy my freedom. I'll marry him when I go back, so I don't have to live under someone else's roof anymore."
Xuejian's eyes were filled with tears, and her heart was full of reluctance. "Then you won't come to see me anymore, right?"
Xiaoyi smiled and replied "You can come and see me. Maybe there will be a little baby by then."
The two miserable women hugged each other and cried, with the pain of parting, the joy of being happy for her, and the worry about her being alone.
Xuejian hadn't returned to Yong'an Pawnshop until dusk.
Jingtian was playing with his demon sword at the Yong'an Pawnshop but his moves looked more like juggling.
Swain woke up from his nap and saw Jingtian still playing. He joked, "Are you embarrassing yourself again?"
Jingtian wasn't angry and smiled silly. "Isn't there a magic weapon? I'm also a great hero, so I definitely have to study a set of handsome sword moves."
Swain got a sudden inspiration. He remembered a move from the Nine Tribulation Sword Technique that he had learned a few days ago, so he said to Jingtian, "I'll teach you a move. It should be the top swordsmanship of Mount Shu. Give me the sword."
Jingtian was of course willing. He respectfully presented the demon sword with both hands.
Swain grabbed it with his right hand, yet he couldn't grab it. He said with a snort, and then steadied his strength, "Look at Jingtian. And listen.
A point of cold light, a boundless ray, Slaughtering the world, what's the harm? Deeply hidden, unchanging sharp will, Gathering winds and clouds, to be an emperor."
Swain's figure began to grow taller in Jingtian's eyes.
Sword lights surrounded him, vaguely forming a small gale. Like ten thousand swords protecting his body, when the sword technique ended, the demon sword pointed to the sky, and sword lights shot into the sky, shattering the clouds that had been hard-won gathered.
"Good, so powerful! Boss, you're so handsome. No wonder that female pig is so fond of you. If I were a woman, I would shameless give myself to you."
Swain made a sword flower and gave Jingtian a head-knock, "Being a hero really changes you hugh? You even dare to joke with me?"
Seeing that things were not good, Jingtian quickly improvised. "The pig wife hasn't returned yet. I'll go find her."
Ding Bo shouted from the counter, "At the City God Temple!"
Hearing this, Jingtian didn't even take the sword and ran away immediately, afraid that Swain would hit him a few more times.
As soon as Jingtian left, the demon sword began to hum uncontrollably.
Swain flicked the sword. "Shut up! Go if you want to go. Don't hurt someone, you hear?"
The demon sword flew up and bowed to Swain as if thanking him. Then it flew out the door and chased after Jingtian.
Swain sighed and looked at the weapons of others. So spiritual, and then looked at myself.
Swain silently took out the dark red spear which was made from a demon arm. It can't fly and has no consciousness, what a big difference.
Should I get something to sacrifice to the gun? It doesn't seem like there's anything good to catch. Let's take it one step at a time.
A quarter of an hour later, Jingtian sneaked into the Yong'an Pawnshop warehouse.
He opened the cabinet and took away the Wide-sleeved Flowing Immortal Dress which Swain saw clearly.
Remembering Dragon Aoi's classic line, Dragon Aoi would rather not wear clothes if there was no Wide-sleeved Flowing Immortal Dress.
He murmured, "If I were Jingtian, I would tell you, if you don't wear it, then don't wear it.
A thousand years of waiting, but not her Dragon Yang brother but Jingtian, why are heroes always miserable? I may never be a hero."
Ignoring external things, Swain began to try to communicate with the power of the stars again.
Actively absorbing spiritual energy.
Feedback to himself.
The ninjas in the Ninja world suddenly felt that their strength increased much faster in the past few days.
The most affected were Orochimaru and Jiraiya.
Both knew Sage Mode , and only felt the activity in their bodies constantly climbing.
Jiraiya could even open Sage Mode himself.
A certain Fourth Hokage who was not good at Senjutsu was still painstakingly connecting with the Immortal Sword world.
After opening the first step, everything became smoother. Although the speed was still slow, at least there were results.
He had already successfully taken over Swain's room perfectly.
The next morning
Swain saw Ding Bo holding Jingtian and refusing to let go.
Xuejian hadn't returned yet either.
Seeing Swain's door open, Ding Bo complained repeatedly, "Boss, look at Jingtian, he privately took the Wide-sleeved Flowing Immortal Dress from the warehouse took it away for this girl, and she refuses to return it."
Long Kui
Thousand years of waiting
The spirit does not die
Ding Bo has now completely taken the Yong'an Pawnshop as a home, which is basically the case. Swain has never cared about the Yong'an Pawnshop and has left everything to Ding Bo.
Jingtian could only smile apologetically, "Ding Bo, why don't I just buy it? What do you say, boss?"
Swain insisted on teasing this girl, "Buy it? I won't sell it. Didn't you win a lot of money gambling? Quickly buy this girl a better outfit to change into. I really like this dress and was originally going to give it to my unwed wife."
Jingtian wore a flattering smile, but how can I deal with this... The Boss said that he kept it for his wife, but I stole it, acted first and reported later so the girl could change wearing this.
"Boss I..."
Swain smiled and thoughtfully said, "Don't say anything. I didn't make things difficult for you, Jingtian. Just buy the clothes and return it to me. It's okay to wear it for a little while."
Dragon Aoi held an umbrella and weakly hid behind Jingtian, grabbing the corner of Jingtian's clothes. "Brother, Dragon Aoi would rather not wear anything if there is no Wide-sleeved Flowing Immortal Dress."
Swain said evilly, "If you don't wear it, then don't wear it. Anyway, you look good, so just go stand naked at the door to attract customers for the Yong'an Pawnshop."
Dragon Aoi's eyes glowed slightly red, as if she were about to transform.
Swain snorted "Ahem!"
Dragon Aoi shuddered.
When she was on the devil sword, Swain had tamed her. What's going to happen now when she came out.
Jingtian grit his teeth, "Okay! Sister, the boss has been very kind to me and this was my fault. Let's go back to the room with brother and take off the clothes, and cover yourself with the blanket. Brother will definitely find you a Wide-sleeved Flowing Immortal Dress."
Looking at Jingtian's pretentious appearance, Swain couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Okay, I don't know you? Are you acting for me to see? Remember Jingtian, you owe me a Wide-sleeved Flowing Immortal Dress."
"Ah ah! Thank you, boss, sister, please thank the boss quickly."
Dragon Aoi's expression was a little evasive. "Thank you, boss."
"Ding Bo, remember those the Wide-sleeved Flowing Immortal Dress we only accept objects."
Ding Bo sighed. This Jingtian is too ignorant. At the same time, he marveled at how good a boss he had. "Yes, Boss, Boss, these two days when you were away, the lottery made a lot of money.
Excluding the thirteen taels which were won, a net profit of one thousand six hundred taels."
"A small matter, small matter."
Ding Bo hesitated and said one more thing, "There's one more thing, Boss. The Tang clan said you stole their Five Poison Beast and have been constantly coming here to ask for it back. They even threatened..."
Swain's eye flashed a cold glint. "Threatened to say what?"
"Said if you don't return it, they will come and take it themselves, but they won't be certain of your life or death at that time."
Before Swain could react, Jingtian became furious. "These bastards! It was clearly the family's old master who gifted to the boss, how can they go back on their word now."
"Speaking of which? Where is Huaying?"
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