Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Senior Brother Guo, what did the True Person summon you for?" Song Yuanzhen asked as he emerged from the cultivation room, hearing the sound of the cave dwelling door, and walked into the tunnel.

Guo Yuanmeng didn't respond, but mechanically strode forward, step by step, until he was in front of Song Yuanzhen.

Seeing his gloomy face, Song Yuanzhen took two steps back, asking, "Senior Brother Guo, what's wrong with you?"

Guo Yuanmeng glared at him and said, "The True Person said that Zhang Yuanjing's disciple had an accident at Blackwater Stream."

"Oh, what happened?" Song Yuanzhen asked casually.

"He's missing."

"Missing? There's no dangerous place there, where could he have run off to? Did the sect send someone to look for him?" Song Yuanzhen asked, unconcerned.

"They were sent to find him long ago, but the Hall of Law Enforcement wasn't notified."

"It's good that he was found, it's not a big deal. The True Person summoned you just to say this?" Song Yuanzhen asked in surprise.

"Of course not. The True Person asked me if I deliberately sent Huo Zhengkai to Blackwater Stream?" Guo Yuanmeng stared at him. "Junior Brother Yuanzhen, did you know there was danger in that Blackwater Stream?"

Song Yuanzhen nodded: "Yes."

"Why?"

"I know you've always disliked Zhang Yuanjing, so I used a little trick to annoy him."

Guo Yuanzhen turned his face away, walked into the cultivation room, and said with his back to Song Yuanzhen, "Since you knew it was just a small trick, why bother using it? Besides humiliating yourself, what good does it do!"

"If you don't like it, I won't use it."

"No need to use it again. Zhang Yuanjing is about to be sent to the Hengduan Mountains by True Person Tong. After a year, he'll head north from Blackwater Immortal City. Once he leaves, who knows how many years it will be before he returns. Out of sight, out of mind, that's good too!" Guo Yuanmeng said, sitting on the futon he usually used for cultivation, with his eyes closed.

Hearing this, Song Yuanzhen's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his originally bright eyes instantly became dull.

He was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, saying with a hint of sarcasm, "Is that so? That's good too, so I don't have to think about dealing with this person anymore."

"That's right, why think about those things? It's better to focus on cultivation. You've been in seclusion here for the past six months, isn't that good? Keep it up, and maybe one day you'll break through to False Core."

"Mm."

There was no day or night in the cave dwelling, and two months quickly passed.

Song Yuanzhen stood up from the futon and called out softly, "Senior Brother Guo? Senior Brother Guo?"

Seeing that Guo Yuanmeng didn't move, he said, "I feel a little stuffy, I'm going out for a stroll, I'll be back in a few days."

He stepped out of the cultivation room, walked through the tunnel, left the cave dwelling, and flew straight to the outer courtyard headquarters, from where he teleported to Jade Firmament Immortal City.

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, he walked quickly to the West Market, and then wandered through the shops, occasionally buying some pills or talismans. Before long, he arrived at the Wu Clan Trading Company near the city gate in the West Market.

Walking inside, a shop assistant came up to ask, "Senior, do you need to buy something? Or are you here to sell goods?"

Song Yuanzhen smiled and said, "I heard that your store recently acquired a Dragon Dive Grass, I wonder if you're willing to sell it?"

The shop assistant was stunned, just about to speak, when an old man standing a few steps away suddenly said, "So it's a distinguished guest of the Great Shopkeeper, I'm truly sorry for not welcoming you sooner. Please follow me, old man."

This old man had the tenth level of Qi Refining cultivation, which was much stronger than the shop assistant. When he said this, although the shop assistant was still a little confused, he understood that the visitor was an acquaintance, and immediately retreated.

The old man led Song Yuanzhen to an elegant room on the third floor, offered fragrant tea, and then left.

After half a quarter of an hour, the wall of the elegant room turned over, revealing a doorway, and "Wu Yong" walked out from inside.

"It's only been so long, and Fellow Daoist Song has come again? This is beyond Wu's expectations," Wu Yong said with a smile.

"You're not welcome to see me?"

Wu Yong immediately looked serious: "Where would that be! Wu is looking forward to Fellow Daoist Song's arrival every day."

"In Blackwater Stream, did the True Person take action? Why is Zhang Yuanjing still safe and sound!"

"I don't know about this. A few days ago, a message came from the sect saying that the True Person instructed you not to act recently, so as not to reveal your hand."

"Mm, then he must have taken action, and failed again!"

Wu Yong said unhappily: "Fellow Daoist Song's words seem to be gloating!"

Song Yuanzhen said lightly, "It's just speculation based on the facts. If it succeeds, it succeeds, if it fails, it fails, why bother worrying about these things."

Wu Yong didn't want to argue with him, so he changed the subject: "Fellow Daoist Song, what news do you have to share today?"

Song Yuanzhen chuckled: "Within ten months, Zhang Yuanjing will head north from Blackwater Immortal City to the Second Demon Suppression City in the Hengduan Mountains. Once he leaves, he won't be back for decades. You can report this to the True Person and let him decide for himself."

After speaking, he got up and walked outside.

"Wait, is this news accurate? Since the True Person took action in Blackwater Stream, the Xuan Tian Sect must be very vigilant, how could they spread such a secret so casually?"

Song Yuanzhen turned his head and sneered: "Who told you this secret was spread casually? Believe it or not!"

He pushed open the door of the elegant room and walked out.

After leaving the Wu Clan Trading Company, he headed west, and soon left the city through the West Gate, and took his sword and flew into the sky.

After flying for four or five thousand miles, he landed on the top of a mountain, found a rock, sat on it, and stared blankly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a sword light swept a figure through the air and quickly landed beside Song Yuanzhen.

This was a tall, dark-skinned cultivator, it was Guo Yuanmeng.

His face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with complex emotions, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "You knew I was following behind?"

"Of course." Song Yuanzhen stood up and said calmly, "When it comes to understanding you, who in this Xuan Tian Sect can surpass me. That day, when you mentioned in the cave dwelling that Zhang Yuanjing was going north to the Hengduan Mountains, I knew you already knew my identity!"

"What identity?" Guo Yuanmeng almost gritted his teeth to say these words.

"You followed me all the way and heard everything, don't you understand? Of course, I am a spy from the Hou Tu Sect buried in the Xuan Tian Sect!" Song Yuanzhen seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him, with a calm expression.

"Why!"

"Why? For no reason! I was originally a member of the Wen family, sent to Tian Que Mountain as a spy since I was a child, and have always been a traitor! So why bother asking why! And where do I have the right to ask why!" Song Yuanzhen murmured.

"Since you know the sect has already noticed, why don't you run away?"

"Can I escape!" Song Yuanzhen chuckled, "And where can I run to? The world is so big, where is there a place for me, Song Yuanzhen, to live?"

"Since you don't want to run, then come with me to see True Person Tong!" Guo Yuanmeng said coldly.

Song Yuanzhen smiled and shook his head: "The True Person still values you very much, giving you the opportunity to deal with me, this traitor, yourself. If you bring me back unscathed, wouldn't that disappoint the True Person! I, Song Yuanzhen, can't choose whether to be a traitor or not, but at least I can choose whether to be Senior Brother Guo's brother or not!"

He opened his hands, pretending to embrace something in his chest, then slowly rose upwards, as if to embrace something, but saw a pillar of blood soaring into the sky from his embrace.

His heart had clearly exploded into a large hole, and the pillar of blood was shot out from it.

As the pillar of blood dispersed in the air, countless blood droplets fell from the sky, hitting Guo Yuanmeng's hair, forehead, cheeks, and eyelids.

Pfft! Song Yuanzhen's body fell to the ground limply, without any breath left.

Guo Yuanmeng's wide-open eyes turned blood red, as if blinded by the blood rain falling from the sky.