The Strange Fate of Exterminating Sword Immortals
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It remembered that youth. That was the first time he had caught sight of him. At that time, the Spirit Paragon had noticed that there was something on the youth that attracted him, but it was interrupted at that time.

The dense spiritual energy entered its nose, and it was a refreshing feeling that went straight into its heart. It could not help but take a long breath, revealing a very human-like infatuation.

Zhang Xing didn't realize it and continued to concentrate on his cultivation. The Spiritual Venerable was lying there like a thief, feeling the cool spiritual energy sprinkling on his body.

" Hu!" Zhang Xing exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and stopped cultivating. The spiritual jade on his chest also stopped absorbing spiritual energy.

The Spiritual Venerable was a little annoyed to find that the comfortable feeling had actually disappeared. He couldn't help but widen his eyes curiously.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Xing also opened his eyes, and the man and beast stared at each other.

Zhang Xing was the first to come over. He thought to himself,"F * ck!" Then, he quickly jumped back. After he was a little further away from the Spiritual Venerable, he bowed and said,"Spiritual Venerable."

The Spirit Paragon seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhang Xing's overreaction. He bared his sharp teeth, which were covered in saliva, at Zhang Xing. He snorted and glanced at Zhang Xing with his huge eyes, then flew away. Zhang Xing, who was very puzzled, was left stunned on the spot.

Time flew by quickly, and two months had passed.

Zhang Xing had grown a lot taller, and his cultivation had improved a lot in the past two months. In particular, his cultivation of the Taiji Mystic Pure Dao could be described as fast. And Zhang Xing's understanding of the Vajra Form and the Longevity Form had become much more thorough.

If Master Shuiyue knew about his cultivation speed, she would be shocked.

In the past two months, Zhang Xing had a good relationship with all the other senior sisters except Lu Xueqi. Everyone liked this sensible, obedient, and sweet-mouthed junior brother. The most important thing was that he was very good at making girls happy.

Furthermore, there was once when Zhang Xing demonstrated his culinary skills, everyone in Little Bamboo Peak was full of praise for him. Even Master Shuiyue said in front of the disciples,"It is Little Bamboo Peak's blessing to have such a disciple.“

Even Lu Xueqi, who had always been cold, took a few more glances at Zhang Xing.

Senior Sister Qing 'er shouted,"Little Junior Brother, why did you cook the dishes so delicious and beautiful? What if one day you go out to train and I can't eat the food you cook?"”

Senior Sister Wen Min pinched Qing 'er's delicate nose and scolded with a smile,""Qing 'er, you glutton, don't tell me you still want to tie little junior brother to the mountain for the rest of his life, he will grow up eventually.”

During these two months, the Spiritual Venerable would often lie down beside Zhang Xing when he was alone, or sleep with the cultivation fire. The man and the beast maintained a strange tacit understanding, and neither of them disturbed the other.

It wasn't that Zhang Xing didn't want to, but he didn't dare to. A Spirit Paragon was an Ancestral Master-level existence in the Qingyun Sect. Even Dao Profound masters respected it very much. How could a disciple like him, who had just entered the sect, dare to touch it? However, every time Zhang Xing went up the mountain, he would bring some food and wine up the mountain. Every time, he would bring a full basket and leave the mountain empty.

Every time, it would only appear when Zhang Xing entered a state of cultivation.

One day, Zhang Xing finished his homework and cultivated silently as usual. Suddenly, a voice sounded in his heart."Brat, you're quite bold!”

This voice almost shocked Zhang Xing to the point that he lost his Dao heart and went berserk.

"Who, who is speaking?" Zhang Xing opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

"Where are you looking at? I'm right beside you. What are you looking for?”

There was nothing else beside him except the Spirit Paragon. The Spirit Paragon was swinging the giant beast and looking at him. Zhang Xing asked carefully as if he had seen a ghost,"Spiritual Venerable, are you the one talking?"

"Bullshit! I'm looking at you like this, and you're asking the obvious. Besides, other than you and me, can you find a third person here? I'm using my holy sense to communicate with you."

Zhang Xing cursed in his heart,"Are you even human? You're an old monster, alright?"”"Spiritual Venerable, you can actually communicate with spiritual consciousness?"”

"Hmph, why would you ask such a stupid question when your cultivation speed is so fast? Didn't that old nun Shui Yue teach you this?”

"Please take back what you said just now. Even if you are a Spiritual Venerable, I will not allow you to slander my master like this.”Zhang Xing said coldly.

The Spiritual Venerable snorted a few times in a show of force and said disdainfully with his spiritual sense,"Yo, kid, I didn't expect you to respect your teacher. However, you're destined to be disappointed this time. Even if Shui Yue, that old woman, was here, I would dare to use my spiritual sense to call her like this. In the entire Qingyun Sect, other than Dao Xuan, I really don't have anyone worthy of my respect.”

Zhang Xing cursed in his heart, Where's your integrity? You're bragging!"

"What is integrity? Hehe, kid, you really have some guts. In the entire Qingyun Sect, only you dare to challenge me.”The Spirit Paragon's huge eyes flashed with a playful light.

Zhang Xing put on a guilty expression and apologized,"Pardon me, Spiritual Venerable. I didn't mean to offend you.”

"Alright, you brat, stop pretending. You've been preparing good dishes for this old man for a long time since two months ago. How could I not know what kind of tricks you're up to? I knew you were up to something. You just wanted me to take care of you.”The Spiritual Venerable said regretfully,

Zhang Xing scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

The Spiritual Venerable continued," Kid, you're really lucky. You managed to get such a spiritual item. But I'm curious. This should be half a piece. What about the other half?" This spiritual jade is really good stuff. Otherwise, this old man wouldn't have come here to get some spiritual energy while you were cultivating. Most importantly, there was good wine and food every day.”

"Actually, I didn't want the Spiritual Venerable to take care of me in the beginning. I knew that the Spiritual Venerable came every day and there must be a reason, so I played a little trick. As for the spiritual jade, I don't know. It's my companion.”Zhang Xing said honestly.

"There's such a strange thing. I've never heard of it.”

"Spirit Venerable, please keep this kid's secret.”

"Don't worry about that. There aren't many people in the Qingyun Sect who can make me put down my tricks to communicate with them. Since you trust me so much, I naturally won't do such a treacherous thing. However, you have to bring two flasks of wine tomorrow.”

As expected of an old monster who had lived for thousands of years. He did not let go of any opportunity to exploit him.

Zhang Xing immediately put on a grateful expression and said,""Definitely! Definitely!" However, he was overjoyed in his heart. As the saying goes, the hand that takes is short, and the mouth that eats is soft. If you take the initiative to come to your door, then it would be really strange if you don't squeeze out your value.

In the following days, Zhang Xing had to bring good wine and food to the Spirit Paragon every day to serve it. When the Spiritual Venerable was happy, he would even take advantage of his seniority to teach Zhang Xing a few times, guide him in cultivation, and tell him many strange stories.

Zhang Xing's horizons had greatly improved, and his cultivation speed had also improved by leaps and bounds.

Of course, the wine was good. The Spiritual Venerable was full of praise for the wine that Zhang Xing had brought. He said that it was the first time he had drunk such a good wine after living for thousands of years.

Spiritual Paragons liked to stagger in the air when they were drunk. It was very funny to be drunk, but the location was limited to the place where Zhang Xing and the Spiritual Venerable were.

Such a situation had happened many times, but there was only one audience. Although the Spiritual Venerable was usually awe-inspiring, he was actually an old drunkard and a foodie. Only Zhang Xing could see this.

The days passed by in a hurry, fulfilling and novel.

Zhang Xing had broken through the third level of the Taiji Mystic Pure Dao. When Master Shuiyue heard of this, she specially gathered all the disciples and praised Zhang Xing in public. Then, she passed on the Dao formula of the fourth level of the Taiji Mystic Pure Dao and the secret of the Qingyun Sect to Zhang Xing.

At the same time, he also told him how to use magic treasures and how to fly in the air.

Lu Xueqi's attitude towards Zhang Xing had changed a lot. Occasionally, when she went down the mountain, she would nod at him as a greeting. Ever since Zhang Xing showed off his culinary skills, Lu Xueqi would take a few more glances at him. In addition, Master Shuiyue had also told her that she could guide Zhang Xing in his cultivation when she had free time.

Zhang Xing was overjoyed. He thought that this was his chance. However, he was disappointed that Lu Xueqi would not tell him anything other than guiding him in cultivation.

One day, Zhang Xing mustered his courage and said,""Senior Sister, can I tell you a story?”

Lu Xueqi remained silent, neither encouraging nor opposing.

Zhang Xing shamelessly took it that she had agreed. Then, he began to tell the story of Journey to the West and other stories that he had read.

Lu Xueqi was very engrossed in listening, but as soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, she would go down the mountain directly. Then, the next day, she would hint to Zhang Xing with her eyes,"You can continue what you didn't finish yesterday."

Zhang Xing fell into a state of madness as if he had taken an expired aphrodisiac.

After Lu Xueqi left the mountain, Zhang Xing would still cultivate alone on the mountain. At this time, it was the Spirit Paragon's turn.

The man and beast maintained a subtle state. They gradually became familiar with each other, like a child and a greedy old man.

Zhang Xing was very curious about the scales on the Spiritual Venerable's body, so he stretched out his hand to touch them. How could a modern person from the 21st century have seen such a strange beast? These only existed in movies and novels, but now there was one in front of him.

The Spiritual Venerable squinted and allowed Zhang Xing to touch the scales on his body. However, when Zhang Xing wanted to touch the dragon horn of the Spiritual Venerable, the Spiritual Venerable dodged and said with his spiritual sense,"Brat, don't push your luck. You can't just casually touch this dragon horn.”

Zhang Xing could only give up on this idea. When a Spiritual Venerable was drunk, he would lie on the ground and sleep soundly. And Zhang Xing would carry a heavy burden and touch that pair of dragon horns, which was also considered to be his wish.

Suddenly, one day, Zhang Xing dared to lie on top of the Spirit Paragon, wanting to experience the feeling of riding a strange beast through the clouds, but the Spirit Paragon ignored him.

Later, Zhang Xing offered a lot of conditions before it reluctantly agreed. As it gulped down the wine, it cried out that it had been tricked and suffered a loss. It said vaguely,"Brat, if it wasn't for the fact that I've been rubbing off some of your spiritual energy for the past few months and that my strength, which had been stagnant for hundreds of years, had increased, this old man wouldn't have agreed to your request.”

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