131. Breaking the Fourth Level of Immortal Foundation and Returning to the Mortal World (4K Chapters)

While Xu Xing was thinking.

A blessing came to him.

He sat cross-legged on the futon and casually set up a primary spirit gathering array for himself.

In an instant, the spiritual energy inside the abode was absorbed by him, and the spirit shells piled at the bottom of the spirit gathering array began to be consumed frantically. In a short moment, three or four thousand spirit shells turned into white powder.

At the same time, the cloud magic power flashing with nine kinds of rosy clouds began to slowly transform into the blue and red two-color mysterious light. The blue and red two-color mysterious light was as hot as the sun, illuminating the entire inner room.

"Yanxia Shengxuan, finally entered the middle stage of the immortal foundation."

"It's two years slower than the deduction of fate."

Xu Xing operated the magic power with his fingertips, looked at his own mysterious light, and smiled slightly.

He practiced the Great Sun Sutra and the Dead Wood Sword Sutra. The former is Yang and the latter is Wood. The combination of Yang and Wood, combined with his Nine Lights Immortal Fate [Spring God Ju Mang], not only will his practice not stagnate, but he will practice two kinds of skills at the same time, which will make his magic power strong and operate alternately.

In the fate deduction, he reached the third level of the Immortal Foundation in the ninth year of Tiande, and after about four years, he entered the fourth level of the Immortal Foundation.

Although he is two years later than the fate deduction himself.

But it is all worth it.

Practice two kinds of skills at the same time!

The God Body!

The Destiny Flying Sword of the Dead Wood Sword Sutra!

The application of basic spells and formations!

Now he is obviously more comprehensive and has almost no shortcomings.

"There is still some time before the opening of the mirror world I expected, so I will simply return to the mortal world of Fengxi Country. The initial exploration of the copy world will involve part of my energy. If there are foreign enemies in the real world, it will be bad..."

Twelve years of cultivation and seeking the Tao.

Suddenly, on a whim, he thought of Zhao Yunniang and Xu Zhang. Even though this might be accidental, Xu Xing would not easily ignore it. Anyway, his cultivation had just been broken, and it was difficult to improve during this period. It would be better to return to the mortal world to take a look and get rid of some of his worries.

In addition, Fengxi Country is a mortal country under the jurisdiction of Feiyu Fairy Palace.

Generally speaking, there will be no foreign invasion, which is suitable for him to focus his energy on the copy world for the time being and conduct initial exploration.

Although Dieshan Island is close to the inland sea, it is common for pirates to wreak havoc.

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Next.

Xu Xing did things at lightning speed.

Buy a ticket for a flying boat.

Report to Fengmo Pan Palace about leaving Dieshan Island….

He did it in an orderly manner.

If a monk stationed abroad leaves his post without permission, it is a serious crime in Feiyu Fairy Palace. Even if it is a first-class true disciple, if he leaves without informing the sect in advance, the sect will punish him severely.

After a series of procedures were completed.

Half a month later.

After another return trip on the flying boat, Xu Xing came to Feiyu Fairy Palace again.

"That year, I was twenty-eight..."

"Standing like a minion."

Xu Xing left the flying boat cabin and jumped off the deck.

His green and red mysterious light permeated his body, and in the blink of an eye he was on the jade steps at the entrance of the Fairy Palace, overlooking the entire winding Fairy Road that spread from the clouds.

Twelve years ago, he was just an innate warrior, climbing up the Fairy Road.

Twelve years later, he was already a first-class disciple of the fourth level of the Fairy Foundation, and was included in the master-disciple pedigree, and was expected to become the eighth head of the master-disciple lineage of Feiyu Fairy Palace.

Just as Xu Xing was sighing, a blue phoenix of dozens of feet in size flew to the entrance of the Fairy Palace.

Immediately afterwards, many escape lights flashed from the peaks of the inner gate.

"Another palace gate to choose a son-in-law."

Xu Xing saw this familiar scene, shook his head and sighed softly.

About four years ago, Zhou Mingcang, a Sea Moon Body stationed on Haimingshan Island outside the eastern sea, encountered an attack from the Yama Palace Demon Sect. He fought against three early stage demon cultivators with his own strength, killing one and injuring two, but unfortunately he was still unable to defeat them and was burned to ashes by the demon flames.

This was what Feng Pinggu mentioned when he bought the spiritual product Fire Melting Wood on Feng Pinggu Island and Feng Pinggu and he used the sound transmission talisman to exchange information with each other...

After becoming a monk stationed abroad, Xu Xing took the same flying boat with Zhou Mingcang and Feng Pinggu.

If Zhou Mingcang had chosen the He family, a prominent family in Jiuhu, when he was selecting a son-in-law at the palace gate...

Now, Zhou Mingcang is probably the same as Jiao Ji, the eldest son-in-law of the He family.

Jiao Ji entered the sect six months later than Zhou Mingcang, and is a ghost demon body, born once every 130 years. His physique is similar to Zhou Mingcang's, both ranked third-class preparatory true inheritance, and equipped with a red ribbon Panlong jade pendant.

But Jiao Ji didn't have Zhou Mingcang's ambition. He directly chose the He family, a prominent family in Jiuhu, which offered the highest price among the palace gates, and married the concubine of the He family. In just ten years, Jiao Ji's cultivation is now similar to Xu Xing, and he has served as a sect steward in the Tianshu Pavilion, with a bright future.

"Everyone has his own destiny..."

"If you fight, you must be prepared to die."

Xu Xing felt sorry for Zhou Mingcang.

If he hadn't intervened, Zhou Mingcang might not have ended so sadly. After all, it was he who snatched the first-class Zi Que Chaoxia during the trip to Zi Que Valley, which directly cut off Zhou Mingcang's retreat.

But Xu Xing's regret was only this.

Zhou Mingcang was just a stranger to him.

He regretted more because Zhou Mingcang and he were both sect immortals and both were stationed monks. It was just that he was lucky enough to become the direct disciple of the Great Sword Daojun, while Zhou Mingcang lost his life outside.

...

A clear cry of a phoenix bird.

A young man in a silver robe stepped on the phoenix and with his wonderful lightness skills, he slowly landed on the jade steps at the entrance of the fairy palace.

"Wanghai Kingdom's Linzhou Flower Nine Heavens has a phoenix dance body. It was born innately and can be listed as a preparatory true biography.

The messenger on the Luan bird's back was a charming woman with a hat hanging down. At this moment, she took out a jade gui from her sleeve and recalled the origin of the young man.

Immediately afterwards, rays of escaping light flashed, and the stewards of various aristocratic families appeared.

"The Chen family, a prominent family in Baoxiang, would like to wish that Junior Brother Hua's third daughter will be his legitimate daughter..."

"The Zhao family, a prominent family in Anyi, wishes..."

One by one, the stewards read the conditions in the marriage letter.

"Is it him?"

Shui Hongyao, who was listening to the words of the people in charge, saw Xu Xing floating in the air, hiding far away. Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she instantly remembered the sect's immortal talent she had introduced from the common people twelve years ago. .

"In just twelve years, he has reached the middle stage of Immortal Foundation?"

Shui Hongyao returned to the elixir realm and could see the mysterious light in Xu Xing's magic power at a glance.

Yanxia and Xuan are the signs of the middle stage of Immortal Foundation.

"How could he still be blessed without choosing the lineage of a noble family? It seems that he has entered the lineage of master and disciple."

"The body of a human king is indeed extraordinary."

She marveled inwardly.

The two human king bodies of Feiyu Immortal Palace both chose the master-disciple lineage, and both successfully joined the master-disciple lineage. Compared with other physiques, the human-king body is simply loved by heaven and earth.

Before Shui Hongyao's emotions calmed down.

The next moment.

Several more escaping lights flashed out.

"Feng Guishan's Xie family has seven legitimate daughters who can be married to Junior Brother Hua. In addition, Junior Brother Hua's cultivation qualifications below Dao Dan will be inherited by the Xie family."

"The royal family of Rongyang Mountain has thirteen legitimate daughters who can be betrothed..."

After thirty-six noble families came.

In the selection of son-in-laws for the palace, two more wealthy families from the Nine Mountains were added.

"Feng Guishan Xie family..."

"The Royal Family of Rongyang Mountain..."

Hua Jiutian, who was at the gate of the Immortal Palace, couldn't help but feel extremely proud.

Before joining the sect, Shui Hongyao told him about the levels of the family lineage. Now, with his qualifications, he can attract two wealthy families, which is enough to make him feel great.

He tilted his head slightly and looked back at Shui Hongyao, the messenger on Luan's back.

Although Shui Hongyao didn't say which was better between the first choice and the second choice, she didn't belittle either choice. But when Hua Jiutian, who had been pampered since childhood, chose the second option, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and felt that he was invisibly inferior to others.

Asking for help is like swallowing a three-foot sword!

Relying on others is like reaching the ninth heaven!

But there is another saying that is good: the seventh-grade official in front of the prime minister's door. It took him nine days to attract the attention of two wealthy families. Even though he walked with a bad look, he still had the qualification to look down on ordinary people.

However--

When Hua Jiutian looked back, he was stunned.

Shui Hongyao's eyes didn't rest on him at all, but on the immortal floating in the air in the distance. The man was wearing a green robe, dressed like a scholar, and looked ordinary.

"Could it be that that person... belongs to Shui Hongyao..."

"No, not likely."

Hua Jiutian kept guessing about Xu Xing's identity.

Part of his mind stayed on Xu Xing. I saw the green-robed scholar slowly walking towards the entrance of the Immortal Palace and saying hello to Shui Hongyao. And when the green-robed scholar approached, he saw the purple ribbon gold medal on his waist...

"First-class true disciple?"

Hua Jiutian frowned.

Before Hua Jiutian could continue to think, Xu Xing stood in the air and cupped his hand to Shui Hongyao, "Twelve years ago, I would like to thank the Narcissus Envoy for guiding me from the mortal world to the Immortal Palace."

Although he has no friendship with Shui Hongyao.

The envoy who can be welcomed is just like the room master and sitting master in the imperial examination, and he has the kindness to welcome him. At the moment, Shui Hongyao kept looking in his direction. He couldn't avoid it and couldn't just turn a blind eye.

Originally, according to his plan, he would wait until the selection of a son-in-law in the palace was over before going down the mountain.

He won't be in the limelight in front of everyone.

"It is the sect's duty to receive the immortal envoys."

"Don't worry about Xu Zhenzhuan."

Shui Hongyao nodded slightly as a return gift.

Then, she pursed her red lips and said softly.

"What?"

"Just twelve years ahead of me?"

Hua Jiutian was shocked.

In just twelve years, this person named "Xu Zhenzhuan" is qualified to deal with his peers, Shui Hongyao, the envoy of the Immortal Envoy? He had heard Shui Hongyao introduce herself and knew that this woman was a monk in the Dan Huan realm.

A day in the mountains means a thousand years in the world.

A monk meditates and practices, and twelve years is just a short period of time. And his cultivation in the Xiantian realm took more than twelve years.

"Could it be that he, like me, chose to be part of a noble family?"

"Choose a wealthy family in the Nine Mountains and a crowned clan in the Five Palaces?"

Even though Hua Jiutian maintained his demeanor on the outside and was not arrogant at all, deep down in his heart, he still had the arrogance in the world. The pride of being an immortal and the best in martial arts.

"Xu Zhenzhuan chose the first choice back then..."

"Although I admire Xu Zhenchuan..."

Shui Hongyao covered her mouth and chuckled, taking the initiative to raise the topic, "Most of the immortals who can choose the lineage of master and apprentice also die young. It is indeed not easy for Xu Zhenzhuan to reach this point."

Although Xu Xing was qualified in the past, he was not worthy of her condescension.

But now Xu Xing obviously has this qualification.

For a first-class true disciple, returning elixirs is just the beginning. Although Xu Xing's cultivation level is lower than hers now, within a few decades, Xu Xing's cultivation level will be one step ahead of hers.

At that time, if she still wants to rely on her relationship and talk to Xu Xing, it won't be as easy as it is today.

"If there ever comes a time when we can look back."

"Thinking about it, Xu Xing should choose to be from a noble family. At least, the road will be easier."

Xu Xing agreed casually.

Although his words sounded a bit Versailles and shameless, in fact, for many disciples who chose the master-disciple lineage, if they were given another chance, they would really choose the family lineage instead of the master-disciple lineage. Just one lineage. Because the path of master-disciple lineage is not easy to follow.

Zhou Mingcang is never an exception.

"He chose the master-disciple lineage?"

"First choice?"

Hua Jiutian on the side listened dumbly.

At this moment, the arrogance in Hua Jiutian's heart completely disappeared, and he re-examined his mentality.

The ordinary world is the ordinary world, and the world of cultivating immortals is the world of cultivating immortals.

In the ordinary world, his ability to rise above others relies on his innate physique. In Feiyu Immortal Palace, there are countless people with such physiques, and he cannot be ranked first.

"Take nine days, the time is up."

"Which family do you choose..."

Shui Hongyao, who was talking to Xu Xing about getting excited, looked at the sky and saw that the time for choosing a son-in-law was almost over. So after she apologized to Xu Xing, she looked at Hua Jiutian with a slightly serious expression.

"this……"

Hua Jiutian hesitated.

If he hadn't seen Xu Xing's brilliance at this moment, he would have resolutely chosen the Xie family or the Wang family. Thirty-six distinguished families and nine wealthy families, it is clear at a glance which one is younger and which one is nobler. He didn't need to think too much.

But after seeing the true benefits of the master-disciple lineage.

How could a proud man like him be willing to stay at the tail end of a noble family?

"I choose... the Rongshan Wang family."

Hua Jiutian sighed inwardly and accepted his fate.

The noble family should not be insulted lightly.

He has chosen the second option. If he escapes in the face of battle, not only will he offend the family, but the master and disciples may not accept him. At the same time, listening to the tone of "Xu Zhenzhuan", he also knew that the master-disciple lineage was not an easy path.

Next, the steward of the Wang family in Rongshan took out a withered carriage from his sleeve.

Inside the car was the groom's official attire.

When Hua Jiutian enters, her hairpin is covered with red flowers, she looks like a married lady from a famous family.

After two breaths of time, two dragon horses, one white and one black, appeared in front of the chariot. The two dragon horses raised their hooves and ran towards the inner door. The steward of the Wang family in Rongshan sat at the shaft of the carriage and became a groom.

“I wonder what Xu Zhen’s intentions are when he arrives at the gate of the Immortal Palace?”

Shui Hongyao waited for Hua Jiutian to leave, and finally had a chance to talk to Xu Xing again.

The Shui family is also one of the wealthy families in the Nine Mountains.

And she has alchemy cultivation, so her qualifications are not bad. Only then did he escape the fate of being betrothed to Han Su, an immortal talent. Otherwise, she would probably be in an aristocratic family now, caring for her husband and raising children, rather than being an envoy to the immortals.

Being of the same lineage as a noble family has its benefits but also its constraints.

"After twelve years away from home, it's time to go back and have a look."

Xu Xing looked in the direction of Fengxi Country, shook his head and said.

"The love left behind in Nanyuan, the love between swords is deep..."

"Xu Zhenzhuan should."

Shui Hongyao suppressed her doubts and agreed.