Chapter 584: Immortal Threshold

"Early Zifu late-stage..." Yuanxiu's gaze stopped on the sword-holding man in front of him. The attire was exactly the same as Si Boxiu himself, both were the first-class Early Zifu attire of the Mount Qingchi. Element never liked to wear it, but he never left it.

"Chi Buzi..."

Early Zifu late-stage, four supernatural powers! The figure of the man standing in front of him was different from the narrow eyes and flat eyebrows of the Chi family. His facial features were more compact, his eyes were larger, and he was more eye-catching. His magic power was full and satisfied, and his momentum was fierce.

Si Boxiu was silent for the first time, calculated carefully, Chi Buzi was just three hundred years old today, the figure standing in front of him was already full of *Lü* shadows, revealing the special clear and turbid uncertainty of the 'Lü water' nature, and his momentum was even more terrifying than Si Boxiu himself.

"Missing for decades, breaking through the Purple Immortal Threshold as soon as he says..."

Chi Buzi was a genius of the Mount Qingchi a hundred years ago, and his cultivation was astonishingly fast. After breaking through the Early Zifu with 'Like Heavy Turbid', he successively refined supernatural powers, first achieving 'Cave Spring Sound' and then 'Clear Evening Rain', totaling less than a hundred years! Chi Wei valued him very much back then, calling him "Chi Family Treasure Tree". That bastard dared to collect geniuses everywhere, and half of his confidence was because Chi Buzi was there.

"Unfortunately, Buzi doesn't follow the old man's ideas..."

Later, Chi Buzi broke through the mid-stage Early Zifu. Yuanxiu thought he would stop there, but who knew that after decades, I don't know if he practiced 'Wash Robbery Dew' or 'Chou Gui Hide', he was actually in the late-stage Early Zifu.

One must know that once the Early Zifu refines three supernatural powers, the *Shengyang* Mansion tends to be stable, and the fourth supernatural power is particularly difficult to refine. It is common to be stuck for a hundred years. The immortal path is called the Purple Immortal Threshold.

Si Boxiu himself was stuck in front of this Purple Immortal Threshold for nearly a hundred years, and only broke through the late-stage Early Zifu after Chi Wei died. How could he not know the difficulty.

"This immortal threshold is like nothing to him... what kind of opportunity did he get in the East Sea..."

Si Boxiu's old eyes were heavy, and he answered coldly:

"Buzi is truly a great progress in cultivation."

Chi Buzi was elegant and at ease, lifting the sword in his hand, and laughed:

"Uncle is over-praising. Let's get rid of these four fools first."

His gaze cast toward the two *Eyed Lianmin* in front, one hand reached to his waist and abdomen to pinch the formula, and the other hand used the treasure sword in his hand as a talisman sword, holding the hilt in his hand, supernatural power flowing: "Please *Huan* weak *Ding Chou* water."

The words in his mouth fell into the air, turning into a piece of gray with colorful light, rushing out from his lips and teeth, colliding with the golden sharp object, rippling a piece of gray light wave.

"Hum..."

*Ding Chou* is weak in numbers, mainly for clear consciousness of instruments. The remaining two *Eyed Lianmin* in mid-air couldn't hide anymore, and erupted at the same time, releasing colorful light in the air. They were actually two *Eyed Lianmin* who mainly practiced gold body. Their figures were huge, and they covered him with palms at the same time.

Chi Buzi still had time to look back and smile, answering:

"Uncle, these *Eyed Lianmin* are all supernatural powers borrowed from the same mold, after all, it is borrowing..."

He turned lightly, his blue robe spinning, and he had already disappeared in place, appearing behind these two *Eyed Lianmin*, holding the sword and laughing, answering: "Borrowed things, after all, are not one's own. As long as you have seen it once, it is very easy to deal with later."

The magic sword in his hand released two clear lights, pressing down the colorful light on these two *Eyed Lianmin*, and said carelessly: "Next, you are going to pinch the seal."

These words made the two *Eyed Lianmin* uncomfortable to the extreme. Hesitation flashed on their golden faces. The seals pinched by seven or eight hands were pinched halfway. It was not right to continue hitting, and it was not right to disperse. Chi Buzi returned the sword and lifted it, laughing: "Waste!"

The blue sword in his hand burst into different colors, and thousands of sharp air currents gushed out, rushing the two *Eyed Lianmin* to scream, retreating one after another. On the side, Wumu saw the golden light shine, and hurriedly abandoned Si Boxiu who was deliberately holding back, took out two golden rings, and immediately hit Chi Buzi.

Chi Buzi appeared, and Maha Nuzi *Eyed Lianmin* had the intention to retreat. He was hesitant between giving up and waiting, and seeing this Wumu take action with full strength, he finally made up his mind, retreated half a step, and turned into golden light and rose.

"Bald donkey!"

This Hengli True Person was very fierce, his voice was like a tiger's roar, and he slapped the golden light, hitting Wumu into a stagger, coldly saying: "【Empty No Phase】? Come, come, come..."

Several Buddhist cultivators fled for their lives. Chi Buzi drove the wind back. Si Boxiu was still considering whether to chase Maha Nuzi. The two were not like Hengli, who had a sea of blood and deep hatred for Buddhism. They had no intention of doing these thankless things at all, watching this True Person drive the fire to chase, Chi Buzi landed beside Yuanxiu True Person, leisurely saying: "Hengli truly hates Buddhism!"

Both of them knew it well. The Hengzhu Dao had always despised Buddhist cultivators. Back then, Murong Xia went south to prove the Dao, but went to eat a direct female disciple of the Hengzhu Dao, causing three Purple Mansions to go out together and return in defeat... New hatred and old hatred, no wonder this person hated to this appearance...

Yuanxiu didn't answer him, but pulled a face, heavily saying:

"Now you are willing to show up?"

Chi Buzi seemed to be used to his attitude, half a step late, holding the sword, putting the sword end flat in the other hand, staring at the patterns on the sword, saying in his mouth:

"Uncle... I didn't come for any gold nature..."

He grinned and said softly:

"First, since this Anhuai Heaven has gold nature left behind, it shows that the Early Zifu really died suddenly by surprise. Besides gold nature, which everyone wants, who knows if there are any ancient spiritual tools in it? Just passing by to take a look."

"Furthermore... you also know that there are only two Early Zifu cultivation methods in the sect, plus that "Lü Pool Cave Mystery Classic" of the Ning family, it is only three. The remaining two are really hard to find, so I can only look here."

This Anhuai Heaven's cultivation method is indeed true. Although the Jiang family brought out many rubbings, most of the originals were still in the grotto-heaven. The Early Zifu died suddenly, and many cultivation methods were not taken out. It is really possible to have the cultivation method of the *Lü* water path.

Yuanxiu listened to these words, but what he was thinking about was his subtext. He shook violently, and the light of disbelief jumped in his two eyes. Muttering:

"Good... so these four are all practiced by yourself!"

"This is natural."

Chi Buzi smiled gently, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Little nephew is not good at anything else, but this ambition is first-class. Shangyuan True Lord is self-cultivating and self-natured, achieving True Lord, so I learn a little, which can be considered progress."

Yuanxiu's heart was complicated, and he didn't speak with his hands behind his back, thinking of his senior brother Element who would rather die than open his mouth to ask for cultivation methods from the Chi family. After a full few breaths, he answered:

"Being able to get Early Zifu cultivation methods... can also be considered your own ability..."

Chi Buzi smiled, just answering:

"Uncle, what are you talking about..."

The two were talking while flying north, but the dense formation patterns in the sky slowly lit up, revealing three pitch-black cracks. The entire formation shook slightly, but no one presided over it, only relying on the instinct in the formation to resist.

In the pitch-black cracks, dense golden eyes lit up first, and then countless large hands grabbed both sides. The golden dharma body tried its best to squeeze in, emitting a roaring collision sound.

"Boom!"

Buzi True Person looked carefully and looked back:

"I said why didn't I see *Moha* take action until now, it turned out to be detected by this immortal formation, and it was separated outside the formation for more than an hour!"

His words were in a teasing tone, but the supernatural power under his feet accelerated rapidly. Yuanxiu also looked up and passed through the grotto-heaven, stopping in front of a high and round altar-shaped round hall.

Buzi True Person stopped, looked up, white steps and blue hall, light hazy, white energy floating, at the top hung a bright large plaque, depicting several ancient seal characters with golden patterns.

He appreciated the scenery in front of him and nodded:

"Uncle, why don't you and I go together? It seems to be the 【Listening to the Dao Palace】 of Anhuai Heaven in front."

Yuanxiu looked at the formation, no one had entered yet. He had no interest in cultivation methods, but he could refer to the magic arts in it. Although the True Lord's transmission would not be placed here, it was enough for the Early Zifu to refer to one or two, so he nodded:

"Please."

Buzi smiled slightly, answering:

"Although I know a little about the formation path, it is not as good as Uncle's means of breaking the formation with talismans. Uncle's means were famous in the Yue State when he practiced on Wangyue Lake in his early years. I have rarely seen it, but now I can finally open my eyes!"

Dajiang.

The Dajiang was surging, coming from the west, flowing into the salty lake all the way, dividing north and south. The waves were white and crystal-clear, which was very beautiful.

Cultivators rose and fell on the river bank. A bright light came from the south and stopped in the formation on the bank, revealing a young cultivator. The bright light under his feet was brilliant, attracting a piece of attention.

Li Ximing had been here for several months and was already gradually familiar. The cultivators on both sides saw him come down, stepped aside one after another, and said respectfully: "See the Daoist!"

He held a small white round plate in his hand, about the size of a palm, engraved with full patterns, evenly divided into three pieces, and the patterns were different.

This thing was exactly the magic tool he exchanged for that magic jar, called 【Return to Yang】, which was a good defensive magic tool, also obtained from the hands of demonic cultivators, and the Ning family exchanged it for him very easily.

【Return to Yang】 was forged with spiritual objects of the Shaoyang nature, mixed with a small amount of true fire spiritual objects. Obviously, the original owner was also a demonic cultivator of the Early Zifu Jin Dan path. Although it was not Mingyang, it was close to it, and it was a useful magic tool.

Li Ximing understood in his heart that the magic jar was not worth this 【Return to Yang】. The Ning family exchanged it so easily, nothing more than to repay his favor. He accepted it silently and felt comfortable in his heart.

"Ximing Daoist!"

The cultivator in front called out, his face was surprised and terrified, and he said low: "Please go quickly... the demonic cultivators in the north are coming down again..."

Li Ximing's expression sank, he stepped forward, landed in front of the formation, and looked up. Sure enough, he saw demonic cultivators standing in the heavy demonic energy, their greedy gazes shooting over directly.

"The demonic cultivators gathered here in these few hours are getting more and more..."

Li Ximing didn't know what happened in Chengshui Mausoleum. He had some experience in guarding here for several months, but since the *Zishi* of today, the fighting between north and south was completely different from what he imagined...

"A mess... truly a mess..."

The demonic cultivators seemed to have lost some restraint. The entire Xu State was in a mess, and the orders of Bianyan Mountain were also blocked in the north, as if the entire chessboard had been smashed to pieces, and both north and south sides had a feeling of being at a loss.

The demonic cultivators had already started killing, but the entire demonic cloud fought and moved forward, giving birth to countless tentacles, sweeping toward the south. The feeling of soldier against soldier, general against general, chess piece against chess piece disappeared without a trace.

In just one hour, dozens of Qi-refining demonic cultivators flowed through Li Ximing's place, and even many Foundation Establishment demon heads stopped here, scaring the cultivators in the formation to pee their pants, and hurriedly called him over.

"Daoist... just one hour, several of our strongholds on the north bank disappeared without a trace without any news..."

This person reported, and Li Ximing felt more and more that it was not good, whispering:

"Is there any news from the Ning family?"

"Came to ask once a quarter of an hour ago!"

Li Ximing frowned, sighing at the ignorance of the person in front of him. If this formation was not managed by his

The demonic cultivators had already begun a massacre among themselves, but the entire demonic cloud fought as it advanced, growing countless tentacles that swept toward the south. The feeling of soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, and pawns against pawns had vanished completely.

In just one hour, dozens of Qi Refining demonic cultivators had fled past Li Ximing's location, and there were even many Foundation Establishment demon lords stopping here, scaring the cultivators in the formation into a state of panic, and they hurriedly called him over.

"Daoist... in just a single hour, several of our strongholds on the north bank have vanished without a trace, without any news..."

This person reported, and Li Ximing felt more and more that something was wrong, whispering:

"Is there any news from the Ning family?"

"They came to ask once a quarter of an hour ago!"

Li Ximing frowned immediately, sighing at the incompetence of the person before him. If this formation weren't not entirely under his own family's control, how could such a person climb to such a position? He said coldly: "What did they say?"

This person seemed to realize his own mistake and trembled under his tone. Restraining his fear of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he said respectfully: "Reporting to the Daoist... the Upper Sect came to ask... they said they were asking the Daoist... if you could contact General Xuanfeng..."

"What?!"

Li Ximing was stunned, a feeling of horror rising in his heart, and he muttered: "Didn't Ning Heyuan say that Uncle was following True Person Yuanxiu? Why would they come to ask me about such things? Could it be that he has lost contact with the True Person!"

"The... the small one doesn't know!"

The person before him thought he was still being questioned and was so scared he knelt on the ground, kowtowing like a pestle. Li Ximing had no intention of paying attention to him anymore; he paced back and forth in a hurry, the more he thought about it, the more terrified he became.

He hurriedly pulled a jade talisman from the table, poured his spiritual sense into it, and wrote:

"There is a change in the north... I ask that Zhou Wei quickly flee to the East Sea..."

He pulled the person on the ground up and stuffed the jade talisman into his arms, his tone severe:

"Quickly deliver this to the Li family in Qingdu for me!"

Thanks to

Sect Leader Qingwei for knowing the ease of heaven but the difficulty of defying it

Du Zhuan Wang Yan Twelve

For rewarding the Alliance Leader