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Soon, the relevant personnel in the government office set off for Zixia Mountain.

Lin Qianxing and Wang Xian are no exception.

Looking at the thousands of miles of mountains and the Zixia Mountain that is thousands of feet high, Lin Qianxing and Wang Xian looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"Why don't you find a place to sleep?" Wang Xian suggested.

"It makes sense." Lin Qianxing nodded.

Then the two of them went all the way into the mountains, found a quiet and hidden place with no traces of animals, and started fishing and paddling.

This matter is originally a face-saving project. What does it matter whether they participate or not?

"By the way, what did you say you dreamed of when you were a child?" Lin Qianxing caught a fat spiritual rabbit and roasted it while asking Wang Xian.

"Dream"

Wang Xian was a little distracted, recalling memories from his childhood.

At that time, he had not been severely beaten by society. When he saw a rainbow flashing across the sky and knew that it was an immortal who could move mountains and seas, he vowed to become an immortal.

But it wasn't until he grew up and really came into contact with spiritual practice that he realized how difficult that step was.

The entire Jingxuan Dynasty has a population of hundreds of billions, but there are less than two thousand monks who have actually taken that step.

With this probability, no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't think he was qualified to be one of them.

Especially after knowing those powerful experiences, I no longer feel that I have this qualification.

You must know that almost all those powerful people showed their extraordinary qualities at an early age.

If you are not in the true state at the age of ten, how can you dare to say that it is possible to enter the Tao?

Resources, talent, luck, and character are all indispensable.

What does he have?

He only had this little salary as a resource, and he still practiced the imperial court's basic inner breath technique.

Not to mention talent, although it stands to reason that one's vitality will decline only at the age of forty, but he is almost thirty years old, but he has not even touched the threshold of the real realm, and he is not even considered to be of average qualifications.

Luck, he finally got some opportunities before, but lost them all.

Mind?

This is where he is most confident.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not because your xinxing is very high, but because your xinxing is so bad.

He feels complacent when he is given a little compliment, and when he encounters a slight setback, he can't help but drink to drown his sorrows.

It can be said to be useless.

He felt that if he could enter Taoism, God would be blind.

"I have long forgotten about dreams. Now I just want to marry a good wife as soon as possible and live a good life." Wang Xian said.

"I heard that your ancestor left your sword to you?" Lin Qianxing asked curiously.

"Yes, I also left a book of swordsmanship. It is said that there is a chance to enter Taoism in it. I have read it since I was a child, but I still can't understand it now." Wang Xian shook his head.

"Real or false?" Lin Qianxing asked curiously.

"Of course it's fake, otherwise why would I still be such a loser now?" Wang Xian rolled his eyes, and then said: "It's been roasting for so long, shouldn't it be done? Give me half of it quickly!"

Lin Qianxing cut half of the rabbit and gave it to Wang Xian, and continued: "Can you show me your knife manual later?"

"It was in my arms originally. The material of that thing is special. It's also psychic paper. It's quite bluffing." Wang Xian took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Lin Qianxing, and then said: "Take a look. Well, the previous sword skills are all genuine, but they are just ordinary sword manuals, which are not as good as the imperial court's mountain-opening sword skills, but the final diagram of how to enter the Tao was purely drawn blindly."

Lin Qianxing took it and found that the paper was very special and indeed a psychic treasure.

On the cover of the sword manual are written the four words "Wang Family Sword Technique".

Lin Qianxing opened the book and started watching it. He was familiar with every move. It was the Tiger Descending Mountain Sword Technique that he had learned.

Unexpectedly, this thing has been spread to this day, and it seems to have been famous for an era.

Lin Qianxing turned to the end and found a map of how to enter the Tao.

It looked like a tiger attacking, but this attack looked very powerful, but it seemed a bit nondescript.

"Have you seen the clues? There is something wrong with this picture. Where is the tiger in this posture when it pounces? It must have been changed! When I showed it to Liang Zhenfu, he knew this picture just by looking at it. There is something wrong with the path map." Wang Xian said while eating rabbit meat: "Hey, Lin Kong, the rabbit you roasted is really delicious. It is much more delicious than the spirit beast meat I ate at Weixianju in Beijing. If If you have money, go to the capital and open a store, and keep it popular."

"Have you ever considered that the tiger in this picture is attacking?" Lin Qianxing asked Wang Xian.

"Not an attack?" Wang Xian raised his eyebrows and asked, "What else could it be?"

"What about a feint?" Lin Qianxing said.

"Is this a feint?" Wang Xian said with a puzzled expression: "It has exposed so many flaws in itself and still doesn't attack. Isn't it looking for death?"

"That's not necessarily true. Everything that flourishes must decline. The more sharp it is, the more it needs to be restrained. This is in line with the true meaning of Tao." Lin Qianxing said.

Wang Xian still looked confused and didn't understand what Lin Qianxing was talking about.

When Lin Qianxing saw this, he couldn't help but sigh, returned the sword manual to Wang Xian, and ate the roast rabbit by himself.

This understanding is amazing!

It's ridiculously tight for him to have purple energy.

After all, those people with purple energy have some extraordinary qualities in them. This was the first time Lin Qianxing encountered someone as mediocre as Wang Xian.

However, Lin Qianxing would not think that he was unworthy of cultivation because of this.

Since he has purple energy and it is so strong, it proves that he must be worthy of being cultivated.

As for why he is acting so badly now, it can only be that the time has not come yet.

But Lin Qianxing felt that there was no need to wait, that time happened to be now.

Rumble, rumble~!

Suddenly, the entire Zixia Mountain began to shake. At the same time, cracks opened on the mountain peaks, and thousands of purple clouds shone into the sky.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Xian leaned against the tree, looking at the glow in the sky with a look of shock on his face. There was still half a piece of rabbit meat in his mouth that he had not swallowed.

"It seems that an important treasure is about to be released. Could this be what Liang Zhen Mansion asked us to find?" Lin Qianxing said.

"No way? With such a big movement, what kind of treasure must it be?" Wang Xian asked curiously.

The next moment his voice fell, a purple light suddenly flew out from the gap on the top of Zixia Mountain.

Immediately, around the Zixia Mountain, several rays of light rose into the sky and headed straight for the purple light group.

The vibrations in Zixia Mountain also stopped.

On that day, the light of the purple light group illuminated half of the sky, moving flexibly and quickly avoiding the pursuit of these escaping lights.

Wang Xian looked at those escaping lights with envy.

Once upon a time, he had imagined becoming that person.

Unfortunately, now that can only be a dream.

"Are you envious?" Lin Qianxing asked.

"Of course I'm envious. If you become a powerful person who has entered the Tao, and your status is comparable to that of a prince, you can have whatever you want in the future?" Wang Xian said without looking back.

Lin Qianxing smiled slightly, pointed at the kneading formula, and drew it gently.

The purple light group suddenly changed direction and rushed towards where they were.

"Lin Kong, I seem to see that thing flying towards us!!!" Wang Xian's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

However, he did not get an answer. Just when he was about to escape, the purple light hit him directly and disappeared. The next moment, Wang Xian was suspended in the air, with endless purple clouds scattered around him, and his body was It was quickly transformed.

In the void, one after another, the escaping light stagnated and appeared in human form.

"Huh? The fetish recognizes its owner? How is that possible?"

"He's still a street servant? With this bone, he's even inferior to the outer disciples of my sect. Why would a god choose him!!"

"He hasn't fully integrated the divine object yet, so he might have a chance to force it out."

During the conversation, everyone made a decision in their minds, and they were ready to use their magical powers to seize the divine object.

At the same time, Wang Xian only felt indescribable pain in his body.

That purple light seemed to break every particle in his body and then reassemble it. This kind of pain was difficult to describe in words.

However, in this situation, he still remained very awake and could perceive every detail very clearly.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel a hint of crisis.

Subconsciously, he used their Wang family's sword skills to deal with it.

The scabbard on his waist shattered, and the psychic weapon reappeared in the world, knocking away a spiritual sword flying towards him.

Clang~!

The sound of collision was heard, and the originally ordinary blade flashed with divine light, which made all the powerful men who came to compete for the treasure be a little dumbfounded.

"It's actually a Taoist weapon!!"

They couldn't believe that this unremarkable servant was not only recognized as his master by a sacred object, but he also had a Taoist weapon to protect him?

Suddenly, a large black cauldron covered Wang Xian. Next to the cauldron, a man wearing black clothes with gloomy eyebrows appeared.

"Hahaha, the Taoist artifacts and divine objects are all mine. It's fitting that my Wandu Sect will prosper."

Click click click~!

Before he finished speaking, the cauldron was covered with cracks.

Bang~!

The cauldron exploded, and inside was Wang Xian standing with a sword.

At this time, all the purple light around him had subsided, and the sword in his hand completely revealed the divine light that a Taoist weapon should have.

"My Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron!!" The man in black exclaimed heartbrokenly.

At this moment, Wang Xian felt as if he had been reborn. He looked at the sword in his hand and felt the other person's thoughts.

Before that, he was just an ordinary person, and this knife was a mysterious thing, never showing its own magic.

Only then did he finally get the recognition of the knife.

"Tao Yun's aura? Has he entered Taoism?"

"How did you do it?"

"He obtained the way to that divine object and reached heaven in one step!!"

"Boy, give me back the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron!"

The man in black raised his hand, his five-clawed fingertips filled with poisonous mist, approaching Wang Xian's face.

The power of this move was terrifying. Before the poisonous mist got close to Wang Xian, it caused the surrounding vegetation to decay and turn into wasteland.

If it were Wang Xian in the past, he would naturally be afraid and retreat.

But now, for some reason, he felt a surge of blood in his heart, making him want to use the knife in his hand to chop everything in front of him.

He thought so and did so.

He raised the knife high and then slashed it out.

The purple sword light flashed away, and the poisonous mist dissipated. The man in black's arm was broken at the shoulder level, and blood was spilled. He was so frightened that he retreated for dozens of miles.

In the distance, Lin Qianxing had a smile on his face, took a bite of rabbit meat, and murmured: "Boy, I'll give you a chance, just let me see what you can do."