Once again, it's the work of fate.
Chen Xia thought for a moment and understood that this fortune must be triggered by events; he had to take action to set things in motion.
Just idling away wasn't an option.
He pondered for a moment, extended his arm, and the thick, mysterious yellow gas flowed over it, faintly taking the shape of a dragon.
This must be the primary Jiaolong Qi.
With a thought, Chen Xia shot the Jiaolong Qi forward, and it tumbled across the earth, like a land dragon turning over, creating a trench dozens of meters long.
This Jiaolong Qi truly seemed like a dragon of thought.
Chen Xia exhaled, his eyes flickered, and the mysterious yellow gas disappeared. He casually waved his sleeve, glanced at the collapsed mountain range, and had a general understanding of his own strength.
It was roughly at the level of mountain destruction, in terms of cultivator realms, it was the upper three layers of foundation establishment, probably around the seventh to ninth level of power, the exact amount was unknown.
After all, Chen Xia had never really fought with a foundation-established cultivator, so he couldn't be sure of their specific strength.
Within the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, there was only one immortal, who was in seclusion in his self-created immortal gate hundreds of miles away; he couldn't possibly go there and challenge the immortal to a duel, could he?
Chen Xia's steps suddenly halted, and he nodded.
Actually, it wasn't impossible; if he could win, he really could go and have a few moves with the immortal, the only concern was if he couldn't win.
Peer sparring, after all, didn't have to be a matter of life and death; it would also give him a chance to see the true methods of an immortal.
Lost in thought, Chen Xia walked back home.
Halfway there, he was blocked by a large body of water, with surging waves.
He glanced upstream and deduced that a dam must have been opened dozens of miles away, and the rapid flow naturally formed a major river that blocked his path.
Chen Xia looked at the sky again; although it was night, he could clearly see dark clouds gathering in the distance, somewhat gloomy.
It seemed like heavy rain was imminent, which was why they hurried to open the dam upstream.
It didn't matter.
Chen Xia squatted slightly, curved his fingers, and flicked at the rapid current in front of him.
The entire river suddenly stopped flowing, as if cut by a sword, neatly carving out a path across the riverbed to the opposite bank!
Chen Xia, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked across the path.
He could have jumped over.
But there was no need.
To destroy mountains and break rivers, that was the true method of an immortal.
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The next morning, the early-rising hunters made an astonishing discovery.
The deep mountains in front of Weixi Town... were gone... gone?!
Incredible news always spreads quickly, and before the morning was over, it had spread throughout Weixi Town.
"Did you know, the mountains collapsed, it's said that the mountain god was angry, the land dragon turned over, and destroyed the entire mountain range."
"Really? I felt it last night, I thought it was an earthquake."
"An earthquake that would collapse a mountain, how could you still be fine?"
"That's true."
Not only does the news spread quickly, but it also becomes more and more exaggerated as it goes.
In the east of the town, they say the mountain god was angry, and in the west, they say it's...
But rumors are just rumors, mere gossip for the residents, with no real impact.
Chen Xia rarely bothered to manage it; he was preparing to resign from the position of mayor and start lying flat.
Additionally, some martial artists guessed that it might have been Chen Xia who destroyed the mountains, but they couldn't believe it at the moment.
"How could it be possible, such a large mountain, gone in one night?!"
"How could it not be possible, this is the great power of an immortal. Since Chen Xia is an immortal, having such divine powers is not strange."
"In that case, he is really half-unmatched in the world!"
"Why only half-unmatched?" Some martial artists were puzzled. According to the martial power that could destroy mountains, the word "half" should be removed.
"You forgot, there is still a closed-door immortal within a hundred miles, and it is said that there are one or two terrifying beings living in seclusion overseas. Chen Xia has not fought with them, so he can only be considered half-unmatched."
"That's true."
The destruction of the deep mountains was just a common event for ordinary people, occasionally brought up as a topic of conversation.
But on the martial path, there appeared a legend of an immortal who destroyed mountains and was half-unmatched.
The protagonist was Chen Xia, who lived in seclusion in Weixi Town.
This led to the heat of seeking teachers in Weixi Town not only not decreasing but also increasing, with many martial artists coming to Weixi Town.
It may have started with the intention of seeking teachers, but it was different later.
Some came to do business with martial artists, some came to seek revenge, and even some came to see the true faces of the martial artists because there were many martial artists.
A hundred people have a hundred different personalities.
As long as they do not break the rules of Weixi Town, Chen Xia never takes action.
In addition, there are masters from the Patrol Department in Weixi Town controlling and watching over these martial artists, so although there are many martial artists, the public order is surprisingly good.
The war on the border also broke out completely in these two years, and the Great Song Dynasty sent millions of troops to defend the border, but it didn't have much effect, barely holding on.
It was even mocked by a barbarian general.
"The Song people are incompetent, hiding in a turtle hole, timid, how dare they show their heads?!"
This statement angered many aspiring people in the Great Song Dynasty to go to the battlefield, wanting to kill the barbarians, including many martial artists.
But it was useless, they were still suppressed by the barbarians.
A national-level war is not something that can be changed by an individual.
Chen Xia has also gradually stopped asking about the world over the years, using the "Great Turtle Breathing Technique" to enter a state of calm and deep mind.
In short, it's closed-door cultivation.
With his cultivation at the Qi-refining stage, he can preliminarily avoid grains and focus on cultivation.
But in fact, his cultivation is nothing to talk about, it's just sleeping.
From the second year of Chen Xia's closed-door cultivation, the martial artists in Weixi Town, who hadn't seen him for a long time, gradually became more and more unruly, starting to fight and brawl in the town.
Although there are masters from the Patrol Department to supervise, it's not very useful, after all, among these martial artists, there are also many masters.
In the third year, the masters of the Patrol Department had to go to the border because of the border war, so they left Weixi Town and recruited ordinary patrols to govern Weixi Town.
But how can ordinary patrols control these martial artists?
Especially now, when the Great Song Dynasty is in the midst of war, and Weixi Town is a remote area, the government is even more powerless to govern.
The whole Weixi Town suddenly became chaotic, with major martial arts masters competing against each other, no one willing to submit to anyone, and frequently fighting in the town. Accidentally killing two civilians is also a common thing.
Civilians panicked and fled more than ten miles to the city.
Thus, the whole Weixi Town is only left with martial artists.
It might as well be said that this is a small martial world.
In the fourth year.
Weixi Town was really renamed to Xiaojianghu, and many martial arts masters established their own sects here and recruited a large number of disciples.
As for the national chaos, they are definitely not concerned, no matter who is the emperor, the status of martial artists is very high, as long as they show their willingness to surrender, they can continue to live in peace.
And their martial matters are not over yet, where can national affairs come in.
Today's Weixi Town, also known as Xiaojianghu, is mainly four sects fighting, wanting to pull out a leader.
But no one is willing to submit to anyone, and no one can beat anyone, so they can only stand still.
More and more people are coming, and Xiaojianghu needs to continue to expand outwards. By the fifth year, it is not inferior to the big city more than ten miles away.
Chen Xia's house is overgrown with weeds and has been completely abandoned, but no one dares to come and demolish it, and even dare not to go in and have a look.
Because this is the house of an immortal.
And now the four big dragon sects have all issued a ban, forbidding people in Xiaojianghu to approach this house without permission.
No one dares to touch this bad luck, and if there is really an immortal, offending an immortal is more serious than offending the four sects.
In the sixth year.
The border war has eased, and a brave general has turned the tide and caught the barbarians off guard.
The situation of the Great Song Dynasty has hope again.
In the following years, it is relatively stable, the border war has decreased, although there are still barbarians watching, but it is also stable.
Until the tenth year.
The emperor of the Great Song Dynasty passed away.
The 17-year-old crown prince succeeded to the throne, and three days later, the barbarians began to attack the border fiercely.
The crown prince did not understand the war, although he tried his best to send logistics to the border, but he still could not hold on.
The first city of the border was broken, and the Great Song lost hundreds of miles of territory, retreating to the second line of defense.
In the same year, an immortal appeared in the immortal gate within a hundred miles of Xiaojianghu, stepping on a lotus flower, holding a green steel sword, and coming to Xiaojianghu along the big river.
Some old martial artists recognized this immortal and immediately stated his identity.
"This is Yang Gang who joined the immortal gate thirty years ago!"
"Yang Gang has found the way of immortals, so why does he come out of the world and go to Xiaojianghu with a sword and a lotus flower?"
"This big river goes to the end of the sea, which seems to be Xiaojianghu?"
"Yang Gang is going to Xiaojianghu with a sword?!"
For a while, the news that Yang Gang came out of the world and went straight to Xiaojianghu spread throughout the hundred-mile territory.
Including Xiaojianghu.
The four big sects got the urgent news, and they are anxiously discussing at the moment.
"Yang Gang has been cultivating for thirty years, why does he come to Xiaojianghu as soon as he comes out of the world?"
"The reason is not clear yet, but it must not be simple. We just need to speak slowly when the time comes, and lower our attitude and tone. He has cultivated immortality, which is definitely different from the past."
"Then do we need to inform that person in Xiaojianghu?"
One of the men shook his head.
"He has been closed for too long, and he may be at a critical point. If we disturb him, it may interrupt his cultivation."
"Good."
The four big sects have finished discussing, waiting for Yang Gang to come, and then treat him with courtesy, and everyone speaks well, and then disperse.
On the third day, Yang Gang, who crossed the river, arrived at the ferry of Xiaojianghu, and without saying a word, he cut off the corridor of the entire ferry with one sword, standing in the middle of the water, and said coldly.
"Go and call your spokesperson."
The heads of the four sects arrived quickly and greeted Yang Gang with a fist.
"The immortal comes to our Xiaojianghu, and we are late to welcome you. The fault is ours. We will entertain the immortal now, and follow us."
"Xiaojianghu?" Yang Gang sneered, stepped ashore from the lotus, and shook his head.
"This is not Xiaojianghu."
"This is Weixi Town."