Chapter 139: The Memories of Xuan Lingzi

  "What's going on?" Mu Hanqing asked in confusion as she followed Mu Fengbao back.

  All along the way, she was in a daze and had no idea what had happened.

  "Let's talk about it later when we have time, for now let's just get out of here quickly." Mu Feng said hastily, his pace also quickening significantly.

  As they ran wildly, a white mist somehow enveloped them without their knowledge.

  The scenery in front of Mu Feng shook violently, and when he came to his senses, he found himself standing in front of a vast and quiet grand hall. Mu Hanqing was nowhere to be seen beside him.

  The entire hall was simple yet solemn, dignified and clean. An unspeakable pressure came forth, this pressure was even stronger than in the corridor, the mysterious power within Mofeng seemed to stagnate.

  "Little guy, we meet again." A voice suddenly rang out, startling Mu Feng as well.

  A vague and illusory figure gradually emerged on the stone seat above the grand hall.

  Mo Feng looked at the figure, the Xuanli in his body rapidly circulated, and his body involuntarily took a step back.

  He could feel the terrifying fluctuations emanating from that figure, and the pressure formed by those fluctuations was like a mountain range, making it hard for him to breathe. That pressure was even stronger than what Mu Ziwu emitted, by more than a hundred times.

  "Who are you? What have you done with my companions?" Mu Feng asked in a low voice, staring at the illusory figure.

  The illusory figure's face gradually solidified, extremely young, looking only in his early twenties, although not handsome, he was quite pleasant to look at.

  It can be seen from his eyes. This figure is also a strong-willed person, otherwise he would not have reached the height of martial arts that makes people look up to him.

  Mufeng recognized him. The illusory figure in front of him and the one he saw earlier in the corridor were indeed the young man who had appeared in his mind's eye. He might even be the master of this Xuanyuan Temple. Although he looked young, he was likely an ancient demon over a thousand years old.

  That illusory figure smiled faintly at Mu Feng: "I believe you've also guessed it, I am the master of this Mystic Spirit Temple, Mystic Spirit. As for that little girl, she's fine, I just let her rest aside."

  "Miao Feng pays his respects to Xuan Lingzi." Miao Feng bowed and said respectfully, "I've heard that Miao Han is unharmed. He also put his mind at ease."

  He knew that he had no power to resist in front of Xuán Líng Zǐ, and that the pressure emanating from him alone was enough to kill him.

  However, Mu Feng felt that Xuan Lingzi did not emit any evil intentions, but instead made Mu Feng feel a sense of familiarity and closeness.

  Xuan Lingzi waved his hand lightly: "No need for so much courtesy, we've actually met before."

  Xuanlingzi waved his hand, and the Xuanling Command Plate burst out of Mufeng's mind and fell into his hand.

  "Was that skeleton really Senior's?" Mu Feng had already guessed it, but after being confirmed, he was still a bit shocked.

  "Not bad. After all these years, I've finally found someone with a good affinity." Xuan Lingzi nodded his head.

  "Fated person?" Murong said with some surprise.

  "Failed to transcend, resulting in downfall, I have an unfulfilled heart. Retained a wisp of lingering thought, waiting until now. For nearly a thousand years, hundreds of people have entered the Mystic Spirit Hall under coincidental circumstances, but none had a righteous heart. They were not destined for me."

  "What happened to those people later?"

  "Of course, he was killed by me." Xuanlingzi said calmly.

  Hundreds of people were killed by him, yet he spoke of it so calmly. It seems that the figure before me is also a bloodthirsty one! However, on the path of cultivation, which strong practitioner has not stained their hands with blood?

  "Little guy, are you interested in hearing a story?" Xuanlingzi didn't wait for Mufeng to respond and slowly began telling a tale.

  "The Holy Continent is divided into five continents: Nanman, Beiyuan, Xihuang, Dongye and Zhongji."

  "In the Central Continent, there was a super dynasty called the Qingyuan Dynasty. The Qingyuan Dynasty had countless large and small sects, and the strong were also endless, among which even the top strongmen of the mainland appeared."

  Among the many sects, there is a medium-sized sect called Wuji Sect. The sect master of this sect is a strong martial artist. Although he is a strong martial artist, in Zhongji Continent, he is nothing, and Wuji Sect is also unknown.

  "The sect leader of Wuji Sect was eager to make Wuji Sect prosperous, but due to limited strength, he had not succeeded and suffered a great setback. Helplessly, he eventually married and had children, planning to spend the rest of his life this way."

  "After the master of Wuji Sect got married, he had a daughter. The girl was extremely beautiful since she was young and her heart was also very kind."

  Mo Feng discovered that when Xuan Lingzi recalled the girl, his expression was completely intoxicated, and a hint of a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

  "All the disciples of the entire sect doted on this little junior sister, afraid to put her in their mouths lest she melt away, and afraid to hold her in their hands lest she shatter."

  "As time passed, this little junior sister also grew up gradually, becoming more and more charming, extraordinary and transcendent. Her talent was extremely terrifying, having already reached the realm of divine communication at just twenty years old."

  "What?!" Mu Feng almost spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this. Twenty years old, Divine Realm, what kind of monstrous being was this?!

  Xuan Lingzi glanced at Mu Feng and said disdainfully, "Twenty years old and already in the Spiritual Communion realm. This is extremely rare in the Western Wilderness Continent, but it's not uncommon in the Central Extreme Continent. Because the Central Extreme Continent has a much denser concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth compared to the other four continents, and there are many cultivation resources available. Twenty-year-old Spiritual Communion experts may be few in number, but they're not extremely rare."

  Xuan Lingzi continued slowly.

  "In Wuji Sect, there was a disciple who fell crazily in love with this little junior sister, and this little junior sister also liked him."

  Looking at Xuanlingzi's appearance, Mufeng also guessed it. This disciple is probably Xuanlingzi himself, and the little sister he mentioned is probably the woman on the stone wall.

  "This disciple and his junior sister fell in love, but fate had other plans. During an outing, the junior sister caught the eye of a young master from the Tianquan Sect."

  "Tianquan Sect is quite famous not only in the Qingyuan Dynasty but also throughout the entire Zhongji Continent. Its power was astonishing at that time. Within the sect, there was a top expert ranked among the top 20 on the continent, and the strong warriors of the Wu Zong were relatively humble existences in the Tianquan Sect."

  The master of the Tianquan sect sent someone to propose a marriage with the Wuji sect. The master of the Wuji sect naturally agreed, and climbed up the big tree of the Tianquan sect, so that the Wuji sect could also make a name for itself.

  "But that little junior sister had already deeply fallen in love with the disciple of Wuji Sect, and when the sect master found out, he was furious and threw that disciple into prison."

  "That disciple's cultivation is still shallow. Although he has reached the peak of the Divine Ability realm, he is still completely powerless in front of a strong warrior from the Wu Zong."

  "Little Shifu's thoughts were filled with longing. On the day of the wedding at Tianquan Sect, she rescued that disciple from prison and decided to elope together."

  "Tianquan Sect was furious and ordered Wuji Sect's sect leader to bring back Little Shifu."

  "That disciple and his junior sister escaped to the Western Wasteland, thinking they could live a happy and peaceful life. However, unexpectedly, the sect master of Wuji Sect had left a mark on the junior sister's body, so no matter where she fled, she would be found by him."

  "Wuji Sect sent out dozens of top masters from the sect. They surrounded and captured that disciple and little sister, and also issued a kill order for that disciple. Thus, a fierce battle broke out between both sides."

  "Due to the vastly different strengths of both sides, that disciple and little junior sister were also no match, and could only flee in defeat."

  Xuan Lingzi said up to here. A layer of fog appeared in the eye sockets, and an extremely painful expression also appeared on his face.

  Mo Feng finally understood the scene that had flashed before his eyes earlier. It was him and that woman escaping from Wuji Sect's pursuit.

  "Although Wuji Sect is insignificant in Zhongji Continent, but in front of that famous disciple and little junior sister, it's like a majestic giant, impossible to defeat."

  "In the end, Little Martial Sister was captured by a master of Wuji Sect while protecting that disciple and has been unheard from since."

  "That disciple could only escape to the desolate land of Xī Huāng Zhōu, barely surviving. Xī Huāng Zhōu is a remote place where the energy between heaven and earth is thin, spiritual medicine and martial arts are extremely rare, wanting to cultivate an extraordinary divine skill to rescue Little Shī Jiě is like a fool's dream."

  However, that disciple obtained a volume of Gongfa in an accidental opportunity. This Gongfa is extremely mysterious and can quickly improve the cultivator's cultivation.

  However, this technique is achieved by extracting the Xuanli from others to improve one's own cultivation. Therefore, that disciple relied on his own strength to capture many Shentong realm warriors from various sects and absorbed their Xuanli energy to improve his own cultivation.

  Mo Feng suddenly looked at Xuan Lingzi. He had also seen records of this technique in ancient books, but this technique was too sinister, and the outcome for those martial artists who used it was always death.

  "Those stone rooms were really used to imprison strong Qi cultivators?" Mu Feng said with some surprise.

  If each of the stone rooms had imprisoned a strong practitioner in the Divine Communication Realm, how many strong practitioners in the Divine Communication Realm had died at the hands of Xuán Líng Zǐ? Mù Fēng thought about it and felt terrified.

  Although Mu Feng also killed many people, either they were forced to do so or the ones he killed were extremely evil and did all sorts of wicked deeds. Even so, Mu Feng still felt that killing was not a pleasant thing to do.

  Xuan Lingzi also glanced at Mu Feng, still with a calm face, as if doing so was a matter of course, and continued to tell his story.

  "That disciple captured some of the nearby dynasty's spiritual realm and transcendent strongmen, used that cultivation method to refine them, and built an underground palace. This was also because this cultivation method required extremely yin energy."

  "In just three short years, that disciple had advanced from the peak of the Divine Transcendence Realm to the Half-Step Martial Ancestor Realm. Once one reaches the Martial Ancestor Realm, every advancement in level is equivalent to a lifetime."

  "This calamity is because after the Martial Ancestor, martial artists possessed power that defied heaven, so heaven bestowed upon them a tribulation to bring them down. This tribulation does not come from outside, but arises from the heart of the martial artist, and is therefore also known as a 'heart tribulation'."

  "As the martial artist's cultivation increases, the power of this heart demon also grows stronger. Even a strong martial arts practitioner will be extremely cautious when facing this heart demon, because if they are not careful, they will be possessed by the heart demon and become either dazed or fall."

  "That disciple's technique was too sinister, so when he entered the Wu Zong realm, his heart demon failed and he fell between heaven and earth. However, at the moment of his fall, this disciple retained a wisp of residual thought, waiting for someone with affinity."

  "I'm telling you this, shouldn't you understand by now?" Xuan Lingzi gave Mu Feng a profound look.