Immortal Path To Heaven Chapter 950
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The warm sunlight gently fell on Ou Yangming's long hair, which looked extremely dazzling.
Luo Xiaoyu's lips were slightly parted, and her charming face was full of shock.
She was an inner sect elder of Reborn in Paradise, and her attainments in the path of formations were profound. She could be considered a top figure in the sect even when there were plenty of great powerhouses there. Moreover, she had used 7 days to study the Xu family's Guanding Formation, but her mind was still in a mess, and she had no clue at all.
Luo Xiao Yu clearly knew how complicated the formation was, and it was very difficult to repair it.
Nonetheless, just a moment ago, the delicate-looking young fellow had actually succeeded in repairing the formation, and it had only taken him 2 hours. This simply caused her view of the world to collapse.
She wondered, 'Which sect does this freak come from?'
Given that she even thought of Ou Yangming as a "freak", one could imagine how shocked she was.
She exhaled a faint fragrance. Her gaze shifted and became scorching. She trembled as she asked, "Master... Master Yu, how did you do it?"
Ou Yangming was really too young, so it was still quite difficult for Luo Xioayu to address him as a "master". Even so, in order to know the answer, she still gritted her teeth and asked.
Of course, Ou Yangming would not reveal the Devouring Power of the giant head. He chuckled and told half the truth, "Senior, you should know that I'm a caster so using mental power is my forte. That's why I could feel the thunderbolt power in the white tablet and dispel it."
Luo Xiaoyu looked like she finally understood it and did not ask further. Nevertheless, no one knew what she was thinking.
Xu Hanyin understood the ways of the world. He took a step forward and expressed sincerely, "The Xu family will always remember your great kindness, Master Yu. In the future, if you have any orders, we'll be your pawn and won't hesitate to die for you." He did not say that he would give Ou Yangming spirit ores or pills as his reward because he was certain that given the young fellow's skill in formations, he was surely a Daoist disciple from a great sect and did not lack cultivation resources. With the Xu family's meager wealth, the elder was certain that the young fellow would not take a fancy to those items.
"Patriarch Xu, you speak too highly of me." Ou Yangming cupped his hands.
Xu Hanyin waved his hand, and the worry in his heart disappeared. His smile was bright as he said in a low voice, "The sky is already dark, and the feast has already been prepared. Please take your seat, Messenger." With that, he bowed and stretched out his right hand, making an inviting gesture.
Luo Xiaoyu did not refuse it. After being busy for so long, she was indeed a little tired.
The atmosphere at the feast was great. Many elders of the Xu family wanted to see what the formation master looked like.
After seeing Ou Yangming, the only thing that crossed their minds was that he was young!
As for the female cultivators of the Xu family who had outstanding looks, they looked at Ou Yangming with their beautiful eyes and secretly looked at each other. They were eager to see what could happen. To them, as long as they could get on his good side, their cultivation path would definitely be smooth in the future.
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Therefore, they tried their best to show their most beautiful sides.
Unfortunately, their love for Ou Yangming was unrequited as he simply looked calm and peaceful.
When Xu Hanyin saw this, he sighed to himself. 'What a pity.'
Guan Yue smiled and hid her voice in her spiritual power. She transmitted a message to Ou Yangming, 'I didn't expect you to be so popular, Master Yu. Do you feel proud?' She emphasized the words "Master Yu".
'I'm used to it.' Ou Yangming rolled his eyes and replied to her.
'Show off!' Guan Yue snorted and secretly responded to him.
Ou Yangming. "..."
After a long while, Ou Yangming drank a mouthful of strong liquor. He felt that his blood was boiling. He spoke to Guan Yue through telepathy, 'They just think that I'm quite talented and worth investing in. which is why they're acting like this now. If I was ordinary and became a common person, would they still be like this? In one's life, the most precious thing is the woman who will accompany you through hardships. As for these people, they're just fleeting clouds and can be forgotten after parting.' As he said this, he thought of Ni Yinghong again, and his gaze became gentle.
Guan Yue opened her mouth as if she was thinking of Ling Yue. The corners of his mouth also revealed a gentle smile.
After the feast, it was dusk. The clouds in the sky were colorful.
Using the reason that he liked peace and quiet, Ou Yangming to walk to a bamboo gazebo and sat.
Not long after, Guan Yue gracefully walked over. Her voice was clear and melodious like spring water hitting a mountain rock. "I didn't expect you to not only be a potent caster but also have such a profound level of attainment in formations. It must've been hard for you to hide it from me!" She narrowed her eyes and pretended to complain.
Ou Yangming let out a hollow laugh and did not say anything.
It was not that he did not want to answer her, but he did not know what to say.
'Should I tell her that I retrieved the memories of a Venerable One from Reborn in Paradise, which resulted in my current cultivation base in formations?'
If Ou Yangming dared to say that, the other Venerable Ones from Reborn in Paradise would immediately rush over in a grandiose manner to burn him for not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth. His soul would be imprisoned in the wick of the lamp, which would be burned day and night so that he would never be reincarnated.
Ou Yangming and Guan Yue looked at each other without saying anything. They watched the setting sun together. When the last ray of light of the sun was blocked by the mountain, they returned to the small courtyard.
Luo Xiaoyu was the messenger of Reborn in Paradise. The small courtyard that she stayed in was the most luxurious in the entire Xu residence. The vegetation was lush, and the spiritual Qi was abundant.
The interior of the house was decorated with an ancient feel. Every part of it was just right.
She walked to her bedside and leaned against the bed. A lazy temperament was revealed.
Luo Xiaoyu carefully recalled what had happened today. All of a sudden, her heart skipped a beat. She thought, 'The young fella's way of controlling a formation seemed similar to what is taught in Reborn in Paradise, but his method is more brilliant and less complicated. In fact, it's simpler. Who is he? Yue'er said that he's not from Zhangzhou, but I've never heard of any Nine Great Sect from Danzhou to be good at formations?' She could not figure it out no matter how hard she tried.
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She looked out of the window with a complicated look in her eyes. She was an inner sect elder, but she did not know that Qiu Chengwang's soul lamp had been extinguished. After all, top-notch combat power was too important to a sect. In a way, it was a strategic resource. Once the news spread, Reborn in Paradise would be in turmoil. Furthermore, the enemy forces would also be restless. Besides, even if Luo Xiaoyu knew, she would not link these 2 things together.
After a night of silence, the 3 of them sped towards the Seven Stars Sect the next day. They were like 3 long rainbows that stirred up the sky into pieces.
Ou Yangming returned to the Ultimate Sword Peak after 2 days and began to wait for the day the Big Ruins opened.
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In the early morning, purple Qi filled the peak. Ou Yangming began to breathe to refine the spiritual Qi in his dantian. His Qi was calm.
He opened his eyes and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. A black whirlwind suddenly condensed and rolled forward. The air suddenly contracted and collapsed, revealing whiteness that made one's heart palpitate.
When Ou Yangming saw this, a satisfied look appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, Ling Yue walked along the rugged mountain path. His pace was neither fast nor slow.
The aura on his body was concealed like a long sword that had been sheathed. On his back was a 1-meter-long scabbard. One could imagine that once the longsword was withdrawn from the scabbard, it would be terrifying. The young man had a smile on his face and was very confident.
"Brother Ling, you've broken through to an Intermediate Spiritualist?" Ou Yangming's face revealed a pleasantly surprised expression.
"This is all thanks to you, Brother Yu. If it wasn't for that Seven Dazzling Pill, I don't know how much longer I'll need to break through." Before he finished speaking, he bowed deeply and sincerely at Ou Yangming.
Ou Yangming hurriedly dodged it and said, "Brother Ling, there's no need to be like this. This is too distant. If you continue to do this, I'll return the sheepskin map." As he said this, he glared at Ling Yue and appeared to be full of vigor.
Ling Yue's heart was filled with joy as he nodded repeatedly.
He understood that Ou Yangming had already treated him as a brother.
Ling Yue tapped his interspatial bag with his right hand and took out 2 flasks of strong liquor. He laughed loudly. "Brother Yu, I know you'll enter the Big Ruins in a few days, but I can't help you much, so I can only wish you a safe journey." With a push of his wrist, a flask of liquor flew out, and Ou Yangming held it firmly in his hand. The 2 of them found a bluestone and sat, looking at the majestic rivers and mountains below.
"Standing at a high place, one's field of vision is wide. One can see many things that ordinary people can't see. "Ling Yue lifted the pot and took a big gulp.
"Yes, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people wanting to climb to the top." Ou Yangming agreed with him.
"What's considered high enough for you then, Brother Yu?" Ling Yue's words were light, but there was an inexplicable meaning in them.
"A few floors high is enough. If you fall too high, not only will you be hurt but if you're not careful, you might even fall to your death. It won't be worth it." A mouthful of strong liquor entered Ou Yangming's throat, and he felt as if every pore on his body had opened up. He exhaled deeply.
Ling Yue shook his head and suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind. He raised the flask and said in a muffled voice, "Brother Yu, come, let's drink. I don't know when we'll meet again after this farewell."
"That's right. I don't know if I'll live or die this time. It's hard to predict the good and bad." After saying that, Ou Yangming drank all the liquor in the flask in one gulp.
Following that, he stood up and said with a faint smile, "The wind is rising, and the weather's cold. Let's go back quickly."
Ling Yue naturally understood Ou Yangming's intention to chase him away. He stood up and cupped his hand. "Brother Yu, I wish you a smooth journey."
"Thank you for your kind words, Brother Ling." Ou Yangming returned the salutation.
The cold air of early spring was still dense. Ou Yangming looked at the rolling mists in the sky. No one knew what he was thinking about.
Back in his room, healing pills, detoxification pills, weapons, pieces of equipment, spiritual herbs... Ou Yangming carefully checked all kinds of things. After all, the place he would enter this time was the Big Ruins. Even a Venerable One could not guarantee to leave the Big Ruins safely, let alone Ou Yangming, who was only an Advanced Spiritualist.
He checked the items in his interspatial bag and sorted them into different categories. It took him a whole hour.
With a flash of thought, Ou Yangming guarded his soul with his heart. His heart sank into his spiritual world, and he began to visualize the snow mountain. The northern wind howled, and the sky and earth became boundless. The chaotic snowflakes stirred the silent sky into pieces. After a period of visualization, the snow mountain was already 100 to 133 meters tall. It was still short, but its aura was thick, and its foundation was extremely firm. As such, the height that the snow mountain could reach in the end would also increase correspondingly.
Just like when Ou Yangming was besieged by the 2 top-grade Spiritualists of the Teng family, the snow mountain could grow up to 3 kilometers at most. That said, it would be impossible for it to pierce through the heavens. After all, the foundation of the mountain was too shallow and if it was too high, it would collapse. In spite of that, this time, the visualization of the snow mountain was different as its foundation was exceptionally firm.
One morning, Ou Yangming opened his eyes and thought, 'It's finally here.'
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