Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace – Chapter 42

Ch 42: Secluded Dao Heart

Wei Xing poured all his Spiritual Power into the sword and slashed forward, a cyan Sword Qi heading straight for the woman’s face!

Seeing this, Yan Hong didn’t act carelessly, dividing a small pillar of the red pillar and red mist spewed out by the skull in front towards the direction of the Sword Qi. In her opinion, the Sword Qi of a guy who was not even in the early stage of Dao Breath could be broken easily.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao hurriedly increased his Spiritual Power, not preparing to give her a chance, pressing the giant pillar non-stop towards the skull.

However, what no one expected was that the cyan Sword Qi directly destroyed the red pillar with ease, and steadily slashed towards Yan Hong. Yan Hong couldn’t dodge in time, and an arm was instantly blown away.

The red-clothed woman’s original injuries could no longer be suppressed. With a “poof,” a mouthful of blood spurted out, and her chest and shoulders were covered in blood, instantly turning her into a bloody figure.

“Ah, brat! I’m going to kill you!” Yan Hong’s hair was disheveled at this moment, crawling on the ground, roaring like a wild beast.

After Wei Xing unleashed this sword, his body was emptied, like a deflated balloon, his face was ashen and extremely ugly, panting heavily, frantically sending Spirit Returning Pills from his Storage Bag into his mouth.

But Yan Hong no longer cared about her injuries, nor that her left arm had been cut off. As if gone mad, she suddenly poured Spiritual Power into the red skull in front of her, fiercely suppressing Ling Xiao to death.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao was overjoyed. Years of fighting experience told him that this enchantress was probably at the end of her rope, going crazy before death, wanting to perish together!

Immediately, Ling Xiao hurriedly called back the Talisman Corpse in front of him, guarding against the dying counterattack of the enchantress in front of him.

But the next moment, the enchantress turned around, dragging her blood-stained body, and quickly approached Wei Xing, using her only remaining right hand to strike a palm directly towards Wei Xing’s head!

Wei Xing looked at the red-clothed woman approaching rapidly in front of him, gradually enlarging in his pupils.

At this moment, he was not afraid. Due to severe overdraft of his whole body, it was already difficult to stand up. He could only close his eyes calmly and say, “Did I fail after all? It’s good to go home in this way.”

“Be careful!” Ling Xiao shouted, immediately mobilizing the Talisman Corpse like acrobats, lined up in a row, standing in front of Wei Xing, to resist this crazy woman.

In the end, this palm pierced straight through the chest of the first Talisman Corpse, then the second… until the last one barely resisted, and the huge impact directly blew Wei Xing away.

Wei Xing fell heavily to the ground like a sandbag. With a “crack,” Wei Xing felt that his ribs should be broken. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood and stared painfully at the woman in front of him.

As this palm was struck, Yan Hong’s injuries were no longer able to be controlled, and the sword mark on her chest directly cracked open, revealing a crack that ran from her chest to her back.

“Poof,” Yan Hong swayed and spat out blood.

The red skull in the air could no longer hold steady. Ling Xiao seized the opportunity, exhausting all his Spiritual Power. The giant sword suddenly broke through the skull, and the skull also turned into a red object and fell to the ground. The giant sword was inserted straight into the red-clothed woman’s chest! Nailing her to the ground.

But at this time, Ling Xiao’s Spiritual Power had been exhausted, and he could no longer support the huge consumption. The giant sword “bang” dissipated, turning into an ordinary Spirit Sword and returning to the scabbard.

“Ah!” a scream.

After she wailed, Yan Hong turned her head and looked at Ling Xiao in the distance with a smile, extremely strange!

In the end, only a Yingying red light was emitted from under her right palm, and she struck a long-planned palm towards Ling Xiao, and there was no more breath after the palm.

Looking at the palm flying in front of him, Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, “Cough cough, what a calculation! Killing two birds with one stone! It’s still coming at me in the end!” He was already prepared to die in his heart.

Ling Xiao saw the red-clothed woman who had died, and looked at the distant sky again, laughing loudly: “Master, cough cough, this disciple has learned from you for more than ten years, like father and son! Now I have beheaded that enchantress to avenge the revenge of killing my master and father! Ling Xiao has no regrets in death!”

In the end, this palm hit Ling Xiao’s chest firmly.

Ling Xiao was blown away, breaking a big tree before barely stopping.

“Ling Xiao!” Wei Xing shouted when he saw Ling Xiao being blown away, and walked towards Ling Xiao with his sword.

Ling Xiao breathed heavily, coughing up blood non-stop, looked at Wei Xing in front of him, and smiled slightly: “Cough cough, thank you Brother Dao for helping me kill the thief, Little Dao has always forgotten to ask Brother’s name, cough cough,” every time he said a word, he kept coughing up blood clots and blood foam.

Wei Xing said with tears in his eyes: “My name is Dan Jiu, common name Wei Xing.”

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly and said: “Cough cough, Dan Jiu doesn’t sound good, it’s like naming a pill for people to eat, Wei Xing is a… good name, cough cough.”

“Why, why did you save me? You could have kept the Talisman Corpse to save yourself, why didn’t you run!” Wei Xing looked at Ling Xiao’s appearance, and tears couldn’t stop falling.

But Ling Xiao’s eyes did not flinch after hearing this, and he showed a smile: “Cough cough, if I don’t take this opportunity to kill this enchantress today, I’m afraid it will be difficult to avenge this revenge in the future. It’s more uncomfortable than killing me to live in such a humble way!”

“Why save me? You and I are just strangers, it shouldn’t be… it shouldn’t be…” Wei Xing cried very loudly, but in the end his voice became less and less confident, and he dared not look into Ling Xiao’s eyes again.

But Ling Xiao didn’t care, and said firmly, looking into the distance, “Master said, be a good person, save people, defend the Dao in your heart, and don’t degenerate like those Worldly Dao traitors. Cough cough, the reason is probably for the kindness and Dao in my heart.”

Seeing Ling Xiao coughing up blood non-stop, Wei Xing hurriedly took out all his pills, such as Spirit Returning Pills and Qi and Blood Replenishment Pills, and wanted to feed them to him, crying and saying: “Don’t talk, don’t talk, I’ll take you out.”

Ling Xiao shook his head: “It’s useless,” then laboriously raised his hand, took off the Storage Bag, and handed it to Wei Xing.

He wanted to speak, but kept spitting out blood, but his hand was only tightly holding Wei Xing’s hand, and an urgent voice came: “You… don’t you want to enter the Secluded Dao and learn magic? Master… passed away, I… I will accept you as a disciple on behalf of my master, you… you will be… my sect’s disciple from now on. You must… protect my sect’s inheritance, can you do it!” Ling Xiao’s tone was intermittent, but sonorous and powerful.

“Yes… yes, don’t talk, don’t talk, I’ll take you out,” Wei Xing choked and sobbed, then wiped the blood from Ling Xiao’s face with his hand.

He was about to carry Ling Xiao on his back, but he was firmly rejected.

“Master’s… bones are probably destroyed by that enchantress, don’t go looking for them again, live well, protect the fire, run away!” Ling Xiao had been holding his breath, and after feeling that the arrangements were proper, he nodded to Wei Xing in front of him, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

“My name is Ling Xiao, you will be my Junior Brother from now on, don’t call me Dan Jiu, that… that name doesn’t sound good, just call me Ling…” Until there was no sound, he looked at Wei Xing with a smile on his face.

“Ling Xiao! Ling Xiao~” Wei Xing looked at the other party who had lost his breath, and raised his head to the sky and roared.

Wei Xing cried, crying hysterically, as if he had returned to that rainy day when he first came to this world.

At this moment, Wei Xing felt that the whole world was cold. He hated it so much, hated his uselessness! He killed Ling Xiao, the companion who saved his life but died.

“No, no, you could have left the Talisman Corpse for yourself! Why, why give it to me! Get up, get up!” Wei Xing roared at the corpse lying in front of him, frantically pounding the ground with his hands.

At this moment, the effect of the Spirit Returning Pill began to take effect, and Spiritual Energy was gradually recovering in Wei Xing’s body, first stabilizing his injuries.

After a burst of wailing, Wei Xing put all the Storage Bags of the people on the ground into his own Storage Bag, and then personally carried Ling Xiao’s body to the village in his memory to escape.

Distant Palace.

The woman looked at the broken Life Tablet in front of her and said angrily: “She actually died, she really is a waste!”

“Come here.”

Only to see another red-clothed woman come from below, kneeling on the ground and said: “What are your orders, Elder?”

“Yan Hong is dead, you will take her place in the future, and by the way, investigate the cause of her death to see if that group of Secluded Dao people are dead or not,” the woman ordered indifferently.

“Yes,” the woman said with excitement and unspeakable joy.

Wei Xing fled towards the foot of the mountain, ran to a familiar place under the Qingyun Mountain Range, and looked at the familiar village in front of him. It was from here that Wei Xing began a new journey.

Wei Xing buried Ling Xiao on the edge of the mountain range, holding Ling Xiao’s Spirit Sword, and erected it in front of the grave. The Spirit Sword seemed to know its belonging, and the only trace of Spiritual Power in the sword body was used to vibrate the sword body, like a wail.

He stood in front of Ling Xiao’s grave, speechless for a long time.

After a long silence, Wei Xing picked up the veil and put it on, and said: “Ling Xiao, this is the place where I started again in this world, rest in peace. You are not dead either, from now on I am Ling Xiao, a Ling Xiao who starts again.”

In the end, he kowtowed three times and walked towards the village.

“I wonder how Old He is doing?” Wei Xing planned to take a look at the old man, the kind old man who gave him a night’s stay back then.

But as soon as Wei Xing entered the village, he found that the whole village was unusually quiet. After patrolling around, he finally found a household that was still lit.

As soon as Wei Xing knocked on the door, the lights in that household went out. There was no way, so he had to resort to the last resort and break in.

There was only one woman in the house with a child, and Wei Xing vaguely had some impression of this child.

“Immortal, spare me, Immortal, spare me,” the woman hurriedly pulled the child to the ground and knelt down, kowtowing non-stop.

Wei Xing directly asked: “Where are the people in this village?”

The woman raised her head and glanced at Wei Xing, only to see that he was covered in blood, like a devil coming out of hell, and was immediately frightened and trembling: “Immortal… people, the people in the village… were mostly killed, my mother and I… were still there that day when we went to my mother’s… house to save our lives, pity my… dead… husband.”

Wei Xing exclaimed: “Why!”

The woman barely managed her emotions and continued: “According to other people who escaped quickly, it was done by a group of men in black, saying they were looking for someone, so they slaughtered the whole village. Today, my mother and I were originally here to worship, but we didn’t expect to meet an Immortal, Immortal, spare me! Immortal, spare me!” As she spoke, the woman continued to kneel down and hugged the child tightly in her arms.

Wei Xing already had an answer in his heart, but he still tried to ask: “Did that old man He escape?”

The woman shook her head and said, “Young adults can’t escape, how could old man He escape the clutches of the devil.”

“Did anyone collect his body?”

“The government came to collect it later, and they are all buried in the west end of the village, the furthest side.”

Wei Xing got up and left, and soon stood beside a small grave at the west end of the village. At this moment, the wind was also quiet, blowing over the graves all over the ground.

Standing in front of the grave, Wei Xing fell into the memories of that day. That bowl of simple Hututu was probably the most delicious delicacy he had ever eaten.

Wei Xing simply said a few words, and he found out that there was a man named He Hu among the Outer Sect disciples back then, but he was summoned to the Inner Sect early on, and I am afraid he has already turned into a seed.

Wei Xing sighed heavily in front of the grave, and then thought of Ling Xiao’s death today, roaring to the sky: “You man-eating devils, you really deserve to die!”