Celestial being

The night was getting darker, and the courtyard in the city lord's mansion was filled with hazy moonlight.

Yuan Mingping withdrew his men and sat quietly on the stone bench alone, staring at the bright moon.

A breeze blew by, and the figure of Qingping Swordsman suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

He was wearing a green shirt, with the moonlight behind him, and his figure looked mysterious and deep.

He walked to the opposite side of Yuan Ming, and the two sat opposite each other.

Yuan Ming nodded slightly, as if he had already expected the arrival of Qingping Swordsman.

His sleeves flicked, and two exquisite wine glasses appeared out of thin air on the table. There was a faint light shining in the glasses, which seemed to contain some mysterious power.

"I've heard for a long time that fellow Taoist Qingping's wine gourd contains all the fine wines in the world. I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to taste some tonight." Yuan Ming's voice came out leisurely.

Qingping Swordsman smiled slightly, took off the wine gourd from his waist, swiped his sword finger, and the wine gourd opened in response. Two streams of fine wine flew out, turned into two streams of light, and fell into the wine glass.

Under the moonlight, the nectar glowed with a few rays of silver and exuded a faint fragrance, which was ecstatic.

The two picked up the wine glasses, smiled at each other, and drank the wine in one gulp.

When the wine enters the throat, it is sweet and mellow, as if it can cleanse the soul and make people forget all their worries.

Putting down his wine glass, Swordsman Qingping suddenly spoke: "In the day-to-day battle, I was completely convinced of my defeat."

There was a hint of loneliness in his voice, but it was more calm.

"Although fellow Taoist swordsmanship is powerful, there is no way to deal with soul cultivation. I can win, but it's just a matter of trickery." Yuan Ming said modestly.

"That's wrong. I have also fought against the monks of Mingyue Palace. Although their soul-cultivating magical powers can affect me, they are still not as fast as my sword and cannot block my sword light. In the whole world, there are few people in the world who can rely on soul-cultivating magical powers. The only one who can beat me is the number one scholar. Now, I have you, fellow Taoist." Swordsman Qingping shook his head and said.

When Yuan Ming heard that he praised him so highly, his heart was filled with doubts.

He knew that although he had achieved some achievements in soul cultivation, he might not be able to compare with the top performer in Mingyue Palace.

It's just that he, a fellow cultivator of the third system of soul and body magic, has many methods. Qingping Swordsman's defeat today was not only restrained by the soul cultivation magical power, but also because he was unable to cope with his endless methods.

"Fellow Taoist sent a message after the war and made an appointment with me tonight. Isn't it just for flattery?" Yuan Ming asked bluntly, not wanting to be polite to him anymore.

Qingping Swordsman was silent for a moment before sighing.

He raised his head and looked at the bright moon, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"The reason why I am attacking today is actually because of the matter in Beihan City." He spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness and determination in his voice.

Yuan Ming nodded, he had already expected this.

"Zhong Tuhu is from the Taixuan Sect. He was at fault for what happened in Beihan City. Fellow Taoist's handling is reasonable and reasonable. Neither Taixuan Sect nor I will make an enemy of fellow Taoist." Qingping Swordsman took a stand.

"Fellow Taoist, you put it lightly. If it weren't for my extraordinary strength, I would have perished in Beihan City that day. With such a great hatred, how could you, Taoist friend, just send me away without being an enemy of me?" Yuan Ming raised his brows slightly, quite concerned. He said somewhat unreasonably.

"I know you have a grudge in your heart, but I just hope that your Taoist friend will give me some face and not pursue it any further. Of course, I can also make the decision and give up some resources and benefits as compensation." Swordsman Qingping said.

Yuan Ming frowned slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he finally nodded.

"I can promise you, fellow Taoist, but if someone from your sect messes with me again in the future, I won't swallow my anger." He said coldly.

"Of course, I will tell them when I get back." Qingping Swordsman immediately responded after hearing this.

It was over now, Qingping Swordsman didn't stay any longer and left in a hurry.

Under the moonlight, the courtyard returned to tranquility again, leaving Yuan Ming alone sitting on the stone bench, staring at the bright moon, his eyes flashing slightly.

…

One morning a few days later.

Yuan Ming had just bid farewell to the representatives of the major forces and was preparing to return to the retreat to practice quietly.

At this moment, Ulu hurriedly came over with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Brother Yuan, look who I brought here." Ulu said, turning sideways to reveal the person standing behind him.

Yuan Ming took a closer look and was stunned.

The man's face was unfamiliar, but there was a familiar aura between his brows.

He looked at it carefully for a moment and then suddenly realized: "Yan Jue? No, you are Jie Cha!"

"I heard that you asked Wulu about the seventh-level formation. I wonder if you are interested in learning from me?" Jie Cha smiled slightly, nodded to Yuan Ming, and took the initiative to speak.

"Exactly, Senior Jie Cha is the seventh-level formation master that Wulu knows? I wonder what price I have to pay to ask Senior to teach me?" Yuan Ming asked quickly after hearing this.

"The price? How about helping me recapture the Three Realm Immortal Boat?" Jie Cha said in a deep voice with a glint in his eyes.

"This... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. The Three Realm Immortal Boat is now most likely in the hands of the Demon Realm. If I go there, I'm afraid I'll never come back. Senior, I'd better change my request." Yuan Ming showed a wry smile on his face and shook his head.

"Of course I don't want you to go now. Sooner or later, the demons will drive the Three Realms Immortal Boat to attack Izumo. At that time, I will find a way to seize the immortal boat. You only need to help me at that time." Jie Cha smiled faintly. ,road.

"I see, senior, don't worry, I agree to this condition." After hearing this, Yuan Ming agreed without hesitation.

He knew that Jie Cha's strength was unfathomable, and if he could get his guidance, he would definitely be able to take a step further in the formation.

…

Three years later.

After Jie Cha's careful instruction, Yuan Ming's formation attainments improved rapidly, and he became a seventh-level formation master within a short time.

This achievement shocked even Jie Cha, who repeatedly praised Yuan Ming's incredible talent.

But Yuan Ming knew full well that there was help from Stealing Heaven Cauldron behind this.

Every seven days, he would use the magical power of the Stealing Heaven Cauldron to possess Jie Cha's body and learn from Jie Cha's formation experience in the most direct way.

This wonderful way of learning made Yuan Ming like a duck in water in the formation method and made rapid progress.

Becoming a seventh-level formation mage does not mean that Yuan Ming can easily control any seventh-level formation.

The way of formation is mysterious and profound, and every seventh-level formation contains the lifelong efforts and wisdom of a seventh-level formation master.

Even though Yuan Ming has extensive knowledge, he must study deeply to truly understand the secrets.

Therefore, after becoming a seventh-level formation mage, Yuan Ming spent another two years studying hard and studying carefully, and finally mastered the Taishang Naturalization Formation, the seventh-level formation in Siyue Lianyin that was a method of breaking formations.

As far as formations are concerned, Siyue Sanren is undoubtedly at the top. The formation-breaking formation he has developed is called the Taishang Naturalization Formation. It can construct a reversal formation, force it to decompose and return to the original state. The most primitive state.

It's just that the mana required for the operation of this array is extremely huge, and Yuan Ming alone cannot support it at all.

Therefore, after Yuan Ming mastered the Taishang Naturalization Formation, he immediately summoned Wang Fulong and others, sealed off their five senses, and led them into the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron again.

Everyone stood in front of the canyon again. Yuan Ming looked at the golden hall, and the four mountains were sealed in one fell swoop. He saw countless golden rays flowing out from the broken seals, intertwining in mid-air, and quickly condensing into a huge magic circle.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Ming directed everyone to inject magic power into the magic circle.

In an instant, several spiritual powers with different colors and brilliance rose up and merged into the magic circle.

The stagnant magic circle then started to move, and the spiritual energy integrated into it also rotated rapidly, and finally it all turned into black and white, condensing into a huge Tai Chi wheel.

Yuan Ming raised his hand and pointed, and the Tai Chi wheel slowly pressed towards the golden hall.

On the invisible barrier outside the main hall, the frost-white spiritual light lit up again, blocking Tai Chi Roulette.

Under the rotation and squeezing of the Tai Chi roulette, the frosty white spiritual light was continuously decomposed and swallowed, and integrated into the roulette.

However, no matter how much light disappears, there will always be more spiritual light emerging from the void, still blocking the roulette wheel.

Yuan Ming also carefully observed the frosty white aura at this time. With the knowledge of seventh-level formations, he finally understood the operating logic of this invisible restriction and quickly found a way to break it.

Under his continuous operation, Tai Chi Roulette gradually gained the upper hand, and the frost-white aura was retreating steadily.

I don't know how long it took, but finally with a soft pop, the restrictions outside the golden hall were completely shattered and turned invisible.

Yuan Ming felt happy, took a few tentative steps, and found that there was no obstacle.

He immediately sent Wang Fulong and others out of the Stealing Heaven Cauldron, then quickly returned to the outside of the golden hall. With excitement, he slowly opened the door of the hall.

As the door opened, the incense candles in the hall lit up one after another. In the flickering candlelight, a gray humanoid statue was revealed in front of Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming looked at the statue in surprise and found that except for it and the incense candle, there was nothing else in the temple.

The statue looks like a man, but his appearance is almost exactly the same as Xiying, with only slight differences in shape.

Yuan Ming looked at the statue, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, as if he was being pulled by some mysterious force, and he walked forward involuntarily.

At this moment, a soft sound suddenly came from beside him.

He turned around and saw that Kong had appeared beside him at some point, his eyes also falling on the statue.

"This statue is actually the body of the refiner of the Heaven-stealing Cauldron." Kong stared at the statue in front of him, with a touch of distant memories in his eyes.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he was as surprised as a wave.

"Why does his appearance look the same as Xi Ying's? Could it be that... he is Xi Ying's ancestor?" He asked doubtfully.

"Huh, of course not. He has reached the realm of transformation in the soul cultivation path, and his appearance can change as he wishes. Anyone who sees him will see the appearance of the person they love the most." Kong shook his head gently and sighed.

Yuan Ming suddenly realized it, but felt that something was wrong, but couldn't explain it for the moment.