Chapter 79 [079] My Junior Brother
"Stop talking nonsense, Zhongli Jin." Wang Yao narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Don't think you can anger me with just a few words now."

"Really?" Zhongli Jin raised his eyebrows, his expression calm and gentle, "So Brother Wang feels that you have made progress? Not bad, you deserve my praise."

"Shut up! Who the hell wants you to praise me!" Wang Yao said angrily. The man hated Zhongli Jin's calm and gentle appearance the most, which made him seem always inferior to this young man!
Zhong Lijin said with some regret, "How come you showed your true colors just after I praised you? I thought you could calm down for a while, but I didn't expect that Brother Wang has made no progress at all. He was so arrogant and irritable four years ago. Last time, he was slapped on the palm of his hand by Senior Sister Shiqing in front of so many people in the Monster Secret Realm, and now he is still like this. People who practice Taoism should cultivate their character, not just their cultivation. I hope Brother Wang will work harder in the future."

"You fucking bastard--" The second most humiliating thing Wang Yao felt in his life was being slapped on the hand by that bitch Shi Qing in the Monster Secret Realm!

The man was so angry that he was about to rush forward with his sword in hand, but was stopped by his senior brother next to him: "Wait a minute, junior brother!"

The senior brother who stopped him had a resolute face and a sturdy build, with a sinister and evil look between his brows. Zhongli Jin couldn't sense his cultivation level. With such a strong aura, it was likely that he was in the early Nascent Soul stage or above.

"Zhongli Jin." The man's facial features were as sharp as a knife, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he looked like a barbarian from the northern part of the mortal world, with a bit of oppression.

The young man raised his hand and smiled politely: "Hello, fellow Taoist."

"Heh..." The man narrowed his eyes slightly, walked closer to the boy, and looked at his appearance carefully: "I saw your appearance and demeanor on the stage of the disciple competition four years ago. I didn't expect that when I saw you again four years later, you have become even more beautiful."

After these words were spoken, the people nearby suddenly laughed.

Grow up and beautiful.

For men, perhaps it would be better to change it to handsome and beautiful.

What this senior brother said was tantamount to describing Zhongli Jin as a woman.

The young man in white raised his eyes and looked at the man, with a faint smile on his lips.

The temperature between the black pupils did not change because of those words.

"Your appearance is extraordinary, too," Zhongli Jin said with a smile, "You have a thin face, a flat nose, sharp eyes, and sunken eye sockets. You are tall, but you look frail. You have a high level of cultivation, but why do you give people the illusion that you can dissipate at any time like smoke? How strange."

This is the truth.

As soon as the man approached, Zhongli Jin felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness beneath his seemingly profound cultivation.

This feeling of emptiness has also been felt by the female practitioners of Lingxia Sect.

However, the reason for those female cultivators to use the method of collecting and replenishing energy, although it can improve their cultivation in a short period of time, is that their foundation is unstable and they do not take one step at a time, so it is easy for them to go wrong in big things.

So, why did Wang Yao's senior brother do this?
Judging from his appearance, he probably formed his elixir and entered the golden elixir stage when he was in his thirties. His talent and cultivation speed should be quite high. Why is he so empty in his bones?
Zhongli Jin's words seemed to really point out something.

The man's face became even more sinister, and he sneered: "You have a sharp eye."

“You’re too kind.” Zhong Lijin smiled faintly and said, “Ever since I came into contact with the method of alchemy, I can always sense things that are not easily perceived by others.”

Wang Yao seemed to have found another reason to mock the young man, and he immediately laughed and said, "Zhongli Jin, your spiritual roots were destroyed and then rebuilt. You cannot hold a sword in this life, so you were forced to switch to Dan cultivation. If it were me, as a sword cultivator, I would definitely commit suicide after knowing that I could no longer practice sword. How could I have the face to live in this world?!"

The young man said, "Of course I can't compare to Fellow Daoist Wang in being so obsessed with sword practice, but..." He looked puzzled, "Fellow Daoist loves sword practice so much, so logically your sword skills should be superb, but why was I kicking you off the ring within three moves four years ago?"

“So—” Wang Yao laughed viciously, drew out the long sword from his waist, and the sword emitted a cold sword light, reflecting the handsome and fair face of the young man opposite him: “I am here today to avenge my previous humiliation.”

Seeing this, Zhongli Jin did not show any sign of panic, but instead laughed softly.

The young man has picturesque eyebrows, delicate facial features, fair skin, handsome appearance, and an absolutely extraordinary temperament, as clean and elegant as the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountains.

The red lips outlined an arc, and at that moment, the other brothers from Cang Yue Mountain on the opposite side looked a little dazed, with their cheeks inexplicably flushed.

"What are you laughing at?!" Wang Yao said angrily.

Zhongli Jin looked at the man, raised his eyebrows and said: "I smile--"

"You want to avenge your previous humiliation. It turns out that you are planning to take advantage of someone's misfortune and fight against an alchemy doctor who has not even entered the foundation-building stage as a Jindan-stage sword cultivator."

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Wang would pursue such low standards. I kicked you off the stage, but you didn't want to avenge me. You also didn't want to avenge me in the two years after I returned to the mountain gate. But you waited until I was crippled and my spiritual roots were rebuilt, and I could no longer hold a sword in this life, and then you came with a sword to avenge me."

The young man's smile turned colder, and he squinted at the man opposite him. Word by word, his words fell like a heavy hammer, and he mocked him forcefully: "Really - Xue De has a good hand in shame!"

"You - stop trying to irritate me!" Wang Yao raised his sword and was about to rush forward.

“Wait a minute, Junior Brother—!” The Nascent Soul Stage Senior Brother embraced him again and reminded him, “Don’t hurt his face!”

After hearing this, Wang Yao sneered, "I know."

He looked at Zhong Lijin with malicious eyes: "You must keep that face - on the bed, so that you can fulfill your dual cultivation with your brother."

"..."

really.

Zhongli Jin’s guess was correct. Wang Yao’s Nascent Soul senior brother’s profound cultivation that seemed so superficial was indeed a transition from dual cultivation.

But he didn't expect that this guy would actually look for a man?

Since ancient times, the combination of yin and yang has been the right way, and dual cultivation is just an additional supplement to cultivation. If you rely solely on dual cultivation to improve your realm, it will only damage your foundation.

The strength of a house depends entirely on its foundation.

If the foundation is unstable, no matter how beautiful the house is built, it will collapse one day.

The fact that Lingxia Sect does not discriminate between men and women was already a small shock to the young man, and now this Cangyue Mountain...it really opened his eyes.

"Everyone, there is no need to waste time." Zhongli Jin smiled and said, "Why don't we all do it together, whether it's the Spirit Severing Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, Golden Core Stage, or the Foundation Establishment Stage."

Wang Yao seemed to have heard a huge joke: "Come together? Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of my brothers' attack?"

"Oh?" The young man also found it funny: "So according to Fellow Daoist Wang, you are only qualified to deal with a disciple of mine who is in the Qi training stage?"

“Sophisticated.” The Yuanying Senior Brother suddenly stepped forward, and the strong aura of oppression came again: “Ignore him, Junior Brother Wang, just go and fight. If anything happens, the Senior Brothers will cover it for you.”

"Okay!" Wang Yao didn't want to waste any more words with Zhongli Jin, so he just picked up his sword and rushed forward.

He expected that an alchemy practitioner who had reshaped his spiritual roots could not have the same fast attack speed as him!
Although Zhongli Jin's physical skills were pretty good, it was indeed difficult for him to completely avoid the attacks of a sword cultivator at the Jindan stage.

In the past, he was able to hide from Shi Qing's sword wind at the Giant Python Peak probably because the distance was far and his reaction was quick, and the girl also showed mercy.

The man attacked fiercely, gathering spiritual energy around his sword and rushing straight towards the boy's face!

Even though Zhongli Jin dodged the long sword, he could not avoid the sword wind. His shoulder was cut by the wind blade and blood immediately flowed out.

Wang Yao saw this, his eyes were filled with pride, he became more and more courageous, and continued to launch non-stop attacks on the young man.

He swung his sword, not like an attack with a brain, but more like a way to vent his anger, "I'm going to kill you first today, and then I'm going to kill that bitch Shi Qing!!"

Zhongli Jin was startled for a moment, then he moved his fingers slightly, and a yellow talisman slipped out from his sleeve into the palm of his hand. When Wang Yaoxia swung his sword towards his heart, he dodged backwards and stuck the yellow talisman on the man's sword.

"Bang!!!" A huge explosion sounded here, and the surrounding ground was covered with rubble.

The explosive talisman was so powerful that Wang Yao's sword-holding hand was shaking!

"You're still carrying the talisman?!"

The thick smoke around them made it difficult to tell the direction and choked the four people, causing them to cough continuously.

"Junior Brother Wang! Hold up the spiritual power shield to prevent Zhongli Jin from attacking you in the smoke!" The senior brother in the distraction stage is experienced. The boy made this kind of thing either to escape or for a sneak attack.

"Damn it! I'm a Jindan stage sword cultivator, how could I be afraid of a sneak attack from that Qigong alchemy doctor?! What a joke!" Wang Yao was not afraid at all. He spread his spiritual awareness to find the whereabouts of Zhongli Jin.

After catching sight of a young man, he sneered and immediately swung his sword in that direction!

Wang Yao's body passed through the smoke and saw Zhongli Jin standing there. The young man in white stood quietly in place, with blood at the corners of his red lips from being injured by the sword wind, but not much.

At this moment, the young man was giving him a faint smile, as if to say, "Is this all you have?"

Wang Yao was greatly stimulated and yelled: "—You are looking for death!"

Then he gathered all his spiritual power into the sword and slashed at Zhongli Jin.

However, at the moment when the man rushed over, the young man in white suddenly twisted his fingers, and the sounds between heaven and earth seemed to disappear without a trace at this moment. Only the young man's voice sounded lightly in Wang Yao's ears -

"The world is a furnace, sealed and sealed, carved and restored, using the same moves to defeat the enemy."

The next moment, an intense light suddenly emerged from under the feet of the four people!

The senior brother in the Spirit Severing Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage immediately realized that something was wrong. They were about to step forward to pull Wang Yao back, but they saw sword lights emerging from the ground and actually shooting straight towards them!
The long swords are densely packed, as if you have stepped into a tomb of ten thousand swords, and become the target of the enemy!

Wang Yao felt a pain under his foot. It turned out that a long sword pierced his instep!

“This—” He widened his eyes and looked at Zhong Lijin outside the white circle in front of him in disbelief, “What did you do?!”

The senior brother in the Spiritual Severing Stage clenched his fist and sneered: "You can actually set up a magic circle in such a short time? You are quite powerful! However, this is the limit!"

It's just a small magic circle, but he doesn't take it seriously!
But when the man drew his sword and prepared to find and destroy the center of the formation, the power of the densely packed swords was not as easy to break as the formation carved by a disciple in the Qi training stage!
Zhongli Jin smiled: "I'm afraid it won't be as simple as this Taoist fellow thinks."

"What--!" Every attack of these ten thousand swords seemed as if another sword cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage was fighting against him!

How could an ordinary sealing formation be so powerful? !
Senior Brother Yuanying said angrily: "What kind of formation is this?!"

Zhongli Jin said word by word: "This is the Tongfu Formation."

Use the same tactics to defeat the enemy.

Zhongli Jin carved this magic circle early in the morning.

I had wanted to keep it to deal with some monsters in the intermediary, but now it’s a bargain for Wang Yao.

"The move of Ten Thousand Swords Exorcising Demons here was once used by a sword cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage. Therefore, every attack you Taoist friends face comes from a sword cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage."

As soon as Zhongli Jin finished speaking, Wang Yao suddenly screamed!
The man looked at his hand in disbelief. His tendons and veins were actually cut off by a sword!
The long sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and then he knelt on the ground in pain!

The strength of the cultivators in the Spiritual Severing Stage was comparable, and the Spiritual Severing Senior Brother could barely handle it, but Wang Yao and the Nascent Soul Senior Brother were not so lucky.

Perhaps because the disciple in the Foundation Establishment Stage did not say much, the attacks from the long swords slightly avoided him.

Zhongli Jin looked at Wang Yao, who was kneeling on the ground with blood all over his hands and the ground. He had a calm expression, and his ink-black eyes were indifferent, deep, dark, and extremely cold.

The old man asked: [Is this lesson enough? Should we withdraw?]

However, the boy said quietly: [Not enough, let them break it themselves.]

——Of course it’s not enough since we haven’t chopped off Wang Yao’s hand yet.

Finally, Zhongli Jin narrowed his eyes, the blood-red cinnabar between his eyebrows had a more seductive color, and he smiled harmlessly and said, "Everyone, I have something else to do, so I will leave first. From now on, I wish you good luck."

The killing move replicated in the same formation was the Ten Thousand Swords that Shi Qing used to suppress Fei Yi that night at Tushiling. After Shi Qing cast the spell, his cultivation level jumped from the Golden Core Stage to the Spirit Severing Stage.

After taking just two steps, Zhongli Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, his limbs suddenly became weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

The young man's face was a little pale. He activated the Tongfu Formation. The more powerful the deadly moves contained in it were, the heavier the backlash would be to him.

At this moment, my internal organs felt burning with pain, as if they had just suffered a powerful impact.

Zhongli Jin wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his lips. Logically speaking, he would not lose his mind and use such a deadly move to deal with the people of Cangyue Mountain.

But at that moment, when Wang Yao said the name of a certain girl, he suddenly felt a strong desire to kill.

——He wanted to kill Wang Yao.

By the time he came to his senses, the Tongfu magic circle had already been activated.

*
Shi Qing walked in front and Chang Zhu followed behind.

"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Shi Qing! Wait for me!" Chang Zhu's feet seemed quite agile, and he didn't look like he was seriously injured or weak at all.

Shi Qing ignored him. The sound transmission stone on his waist suddenly flashed twice, and then a small voice came out: "Senior Sister! I'm fine for the time being, how about you? Are you okay?"

Hearing the voice of the junior sister, Shi Qing finally stopped and said, "I'm fine."

Chen Xiang said: "I almost died just now, luckily Senior Sister Mu Nianxi from Xuanxiao Sect saved me."

"Thank her." Shi Qing said.

"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Shiqing." Mu Nianxi responded with a gentle smile.

"Oh right!" Chen Xiang said, "The sound transmission stone that Zhongli Jin carries with him is from our Sanqing Mountain. You can contact him directly and see if you can ask him to find you first, and then help carve a teleportation array?"

Shi Qing's eyes lit up slightly and he nodded: "Okay."

Before this, she had always thought that as a disciple of Xuanxiao Sect, Zhongli Jin would definitely bring the Xuanxiao Sect's sound transmission stone this time, but she didn't expect that he would also bring the one from Sanqing Mountain.

Turning back, she looked at Chang Zhu who was chasing after her breathlessly and said, "The formation cultivator has been found."

Chang Zhu took a deep breath, "Yes, yes! I'm right in front of you!"

Shi Qing said: "It's not you."

"Yes, my junior brother."

Here I come!! Good night! ~~~
After carving the teleportation array, Zhong Lijin happily came to find Shi Qing. After seeing Chang Zhu, he asked: "... Senior Sister, who is he?"