Chapter 135 I'm going to be in seclusion for a while
Chapter 135 I want to close for a while
Twenty years of ignorance, chaos, despair, pain, and the heaviness of being unable to live or die.
In this sword fight, it seemed as if I had finally found relief.
This made Beichen's swordsmanship more unbridled and free-flowing.
The sword rises like a towering green mountain.
The falling sword is like the setting sun in the long river, the sun sinks and the moon rises.
The balance between movement and stillness is perfect, and Tai Heng's sword intent becomes even purer.
Chu Qing also felt an unprecedented sense of relief, and he felt that the blade in his hand was wielding more and more skillfully.
Things that we knew but did not know why were gradually changing, and we are getting to the bottom of them and exploring the mystery.
The people who watched the battle became more and more frightened and impressed.
"As expected of him, he was the number one swordsman in Taiheng 20 years ago... If he had not retired to the mountains and forests, and had not wasted these 20 years, his achievements would be limitless."
"It is worth the trip to see the elegance of Tai Heng's number one swordsman."
"I can understand why Ling Beichenjian suppressed Taihengmen. But how could this Third Young Master be so skilled? How old is he?"
"His swordsmanship has been improving all the time. Ling Beichen is grateful to the Third Young Master for helping him remove the King of Hell's Order. This is using his lifelong cultivation to help him improve his swordsmanship!"
"After this battle, the Third Young Master's name will be well-known in the martial arts world."
Bian Cheng and others were also watching the battle silently, with complicated expressions in their eyes.
"A chess player meets a worthy opponent, a general meets a talented person!"
Bian Cheng spoke softly:
"What do you think? If Ling Beichen is a genius, then what is the Third Young Master?"
Even Mo Duxing, who had always been at the forefront for his "trivial skills", was speechless for a moment.
Hua Jinnian grinned slightly:
“You are not even twenty yet you have such martial arts skills.
"If I give you another ten years, who in the world can take it?"
"ten years……"
Biancheng shook his head in his heart, why would it take ten years?
He knew that Chu Qing had not yet used his full strength.
Not to mention his frosty boxing technique, which had not yet shown its true power, nor the extremely powerful palm technique he had used before, which was also being reserved at this time.
Just talking about his swift sword that could shock even the gods and ghosts, and his flying knife that you would never forget once you saw it...
If he attacks with all his strength and Ling Beichen also fights with all his might, then Ling Beichen... will probably die even faster!
"Three years at most..."
Bian Cheng suddenly said softly:
"In three years at most, my third brother will surpass the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and dominate the world!"
When Hua Jinnian heard Bian Cheng's words, which could almost be described as "treasonous", he couldn't help but gasp.
Mo Duxing gently gripped the hilt of the sword and slowly exhaled a breath.
Biancheng looked at him:
"Big Brother, you don't want to compete with Third Brother, do you?"
"Humph, you know nothing."
Mo Duxing sneered:
"Although his martial arts skills are good now, they are still far from perfect..."
Biancheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he just thought that the senior brother was just a boaster.
Even if my mentor Cui Bunu were present today and switched places with Ling Beichen, the outcome would only be known after the fight.
If Chu Qing tried his best, Bian Cheng felt that the only thing he could do to honor his teacher was a top-quality golden nanmu coffin.
However, Biancheng had already gotten used to Mo Duxing's words and deeds. Only Hua Jinnian looked at Mo Duxing with some hesitation.
I doubt if he is really so secretive.
But suddenly I heard Mo Duxing muttering:
"What a pity..."
What's a pity?
Hua Jinnian was about to ask when he heard an exclamation from the audience.
He quickly looked up and saw Ling Beichen taking a step forward, as if he was climbing a ladder to heaven.
His feet left the ground, and he took one 'step' at a time. After seven steps in succession, seven invisible sword energies appeared behind him.
At this moment, Ling Beichen was like a sword immortal on earth.
This battle not only made Chu Qing's swordsmanship advance by leaps and bounds, but also made Ling Beichen's swordsmanship undergo a complete transformation.
He turned the sword in his hand and pointed it at Chu Qing from a distance.
Seven sword energies burst out from behind.
The seven swords formed a spiral, complementing each other to form a formation, with their edges of different lengths, and their attacks were either fast or slow, rolling up like thunder in the sky and rushing towards Chu Qing.
Chu Qing raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of sharpness in them.
He stepped forward and stabbed seven times.
Among these seven swords, there are three normal and three strange. However, no matter whether they are normal or strange, they all contain mysterious changes.
The edge is not exposed outwardly, but rather restrained inwardly.
Corresponding to the power of the Mingyu Sutra in the body, it is collected without breaking, condensed without dispersing. Although it is not grand, it seems to last forever.
The six swords broke the six sword energies, causing a shocking roar, and the scattered sword energy was like a sky curtain.
It attracted onlookers, who felt it was both magnificent and frightening.
Chu Qing took a step across the sky and struck out with the seventh sword.
This sword combined the power of the previous six swords. The sword light illuminated the void, leaving many afterimages, and in an instant it had already faced the seventh sword energy.
But this sword energy dissipated as soon as it touched!
Chu Qing's face changed, and the blade moved, sweeping past Ling Beichen without any hindrance.
The knife moved along a line in the man's body, and even though it didn't hit the body, its sharpness was already fully revealed.
This caused Beichen's whole body to tremble, and he slowly fell from mid-air.
Chu Qing's mind moved, he took a step into the void, and stretched out his hand to grab Ling Beichen's body.
Put him slowly on the ground.
Ling Beichen still had a smile on his face:
"Seventh Transformation, do you understand?"
“…I can’t say I’ve fully comprehended it, but I’ve gotten a glimpse of the key.”
Chu Qing tilted his head slightly and spoke softly.
Ling Beichen nodded:
"My friend has excellent aptitude. This Seven Absolutes, Seven Turns, Seven Injuries Sword has countless changes, and it is extremely difficult to practice.
"If you have even the slightest bit of impetuousness in your mind, you will never be able to grasp the essence of this sword.
"I will use this opportunity to pass on the sword's meaning to you, as a token of my gratitude for giving me this moment of clarity.
"It is much better to die in your hands than to die under the power of the King of Hell.
"It's just... it's just that if I do this, I'm afraid it will bring you... some trouble...
"You have to... you have to be careful... that person from the past should... should be near Luochen Villa..."
He still had the strength to speak at first, but by now he was becoming increasingly weak.
In the end, he was pierced through by Chu Qing's blade. It was only because of his strong internal strength that he was able to catch his breath for a moment. If it were someone else, he would have died on the spot.
He gently grasped Chu Qing's wrist and spoke reluctantly:
"Please... please bear with me, my friend...
"After I die... burn my body and send my ashes to... Taihengmen... I don't have the face to see them...
"I would like to repay you with 'Shang Yin'..."
"I promise you."
Chu Qing nodded.
"Thank you very much..."
When Ling Beichen said the last two words, the light in his eyes had completely disappeared.
However, there was no sadness on his face, only a hint of relief.
Chu Qing looked at the corpse in his arms silently, and a system prompt appeared in front of him.
【Commission completed! 】
[Successfully assassinated the mad beggar Ling Beichen and obtained a 'Random Martial Arts Treasure Box'. ]
Even though Chu Qing was in a complicated mood at the moment, he was speechless when he saw the word "assassination".
But this system is simple to begin with, so why bother with it?
"Someone is coming."
Chu Qing put the body down and spoke softly.
Immediately, a disciple from Luochen Villa rushed forward:
"Son."
If we say that the disciples of Luochen Villa initially obeyed orders, it was because Wen Fusheng gave the order.
Today, Chu Qing showed his prowess for the first time at the martial arts competition to win a bride, and only then did they look at Chu Qing in a different light.
And the battle just now made them convinced.
Now the respect in his words and actions came completely from the heart, without any embarrassment at all.
"Get ready to cremate Senior's body. Gather the ashes."
"Yes."
The two disciples nodded immediately, asked someone to bring tools, and carefully carried away Ling Beichen's body.
Chu Qing's swordsmanship was too fierce. Although it looked intact, it could be split into two if one was not careful. They could not afford to be careless.
Looking up at the group of people gathered in front of Luochen Villa, Chu Qing frowned slightly:
"It's all gone."
If it had been before, even if these words were spoken out of awe at the ferociousness of his palm skills, it would have certainly aroused anger.
But at this moment, he had just killed Ling Beichen, and his power was still there. The momentum of these masters gathered together was not as strong as his... With one word, everyone clasped their fists and retreated, and they were very obedient.
The people in the border town were all amazed:
"After this battle, I'm afraid our Third Young Master will take steps towards becoming a legend in the martial arts world."
"Do you think it's too late for me to become your disciple now?"
Hua Jinnian asked in a low voice.
"You can give it a try. Even if it fails, he won't eat you. What are you afraid of?"
Biancheng instigated from the side.
Mo Duxing glanced at Hua Jinnian, snorted, turned around and walked towards the door.
Chu Qing had already come to them at this time:
"what's the topic?"
"nothing."
Bian Cheng tilted his head and looked at Chu Qing:
"Let's talk about why you are so amazing."
"Well...eat well, sleep well, practice martial arts well, and don't think about anything else."
Chu Qing just made up something.
Hua Jinnian nodded repeatedly:
"I see."
"Do you really believe it?"
Biancheng rolled his eyes.
Just as he said this, Chu Qing suddenly turned around and looked at Xia Wanshuang who was not far away.
The girl kept looking at him.
When their eyes met, Chu Qing felt a little troubled.
Xia Wanshuang had already walked up to him, clasped her hands and bowed:
"Thank you, Third Young Master, for your help."
Chu Qing looked at her deeply and shook his head:
"It's just a small favor, no need to thank me... If you have nothing else to do, please leave Luochen Villa as soon as possible.
"It seems that the girl has no chance to participate in this martial arts competition to find a husband."
"Although I have no chance to attend this meeting, I have a great favor to show for myself and I don't know how to repay it."
There was something else behind Xia Wanshuang's words.
Chu Qing smiled:
"Young lady, you are joking. I just helped out out of righteousness. Why would you ask for repayment?"
Xia Wanshuang frowned slightly and began to doubt whether she had really guessed wrong:
"After all, it's a life-saving favor, I must repay it."
Chu Qing shook his head and said nothing more. Instead, he walked towards Luochen Villa with everyone else.
After just a few steps, he met Xu Mao and Xu Qiaohui coming towards him, as well as Zuo Wenchuan behind them.
Zuo Wenchuan put his hands together and bowed:
"Thank you very much, benefactor...oh, this young master, for saving my life."
Chu Qing looked at his gestures and listened to his words, and was stunned:
"Brother, are you practicing with your hair on?"
"I have been following my master in cultivation since I was young, but I have never shaved my head and become a monk."
Chu Qing nodded to show that he suddenly understood.
Then Xia Wanshuang said:
"This young hero Zuo is a disciple of Master Tianyou from Guangzhao Temple in Qianyang Mountain."
Chu Qing's heart suddenly moved. Master Tianyou's disciple?
Isn’t that Wu Qianhuan’s uncle?
Master Tianyou, Master Yetan.
They are from the same school.
There are many legends about these two people in the world, and some of the contents are quite ambiguous.
It is said that these two fellow disciples were childhood sweethearts and had feelings for each other.
Later, hurt by love, one became a monk and the other became a nun.
The even more outrageous story is that they were once a loving couple and even had a child... Unfortunately, Master Tianyou failed to resist the temptation and did something that let Master Ye Tan down, and the child even died as a result.
In despair, the two people severed their worldly ties and never saw each other again until they died.
But even so, the two hills where they live are adjacent to each other.
But no one knows which one is right and which one is wrong.
The person involved rarely travels around the world, so no one knows the truth.
Since Zuo Wenchuan is Master Tianyou's disciple, he should know about Wu Qianhuan's situation...
He was thinking about it, and wanted to find out from the side how the girl was doing in Lonely Moon Mountain.
In the Shili Wangxiang Pavilion, she was full of confidence.
I don't know if three years is enough...
"So you are Master Tianyou's disciple. I am so sorry for your disrespect."
Chu Qing was thinking, but there was no trace of it on his face. He clasped his fists slightly, but his attitude was a little kinder than that towards ordinary people.
"Don't dare."
Zuo Wenchuan chuckled and said:
"The battle just now was truly earth-shattering. The Third Young Master's swordsmanship is peerless and truly admirable."
As they were talking, Xu Mao pulled Xu Qiaohui over, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Chu Qing suppressed his desire to find out the news and said to Xu Mao:
"Mr. Xu, I have done what I promised you.
“Although your sister was not rescued by me, fortunately she is safe and sound.
"Luochen Villa is a place of trouble. You should leave as soon as possible."
Xu Mao took out a stack of gold leaves from his sleeve and handed them to Chu Qing:
"Thank you, sir. These are all for you."
Zuo Wenchuan looked at this scene in surprise, and was a little confused for a moment.
Chu Qing was not polite, but he did not take all the money, leaving some for Xu Mao as travel expenses.
Xia Wanshuang watched from the side, her heart skipping a beat.
Chu Qing looked at the sky and said:
"It's getting late now, so you can stay here for another night and set off early tomorrow morning."
"Yes."
Xu Mao quickly agreed.
After chatting till here, everyone headed towards the village.
Chu Qing chatted casually with Zuo Wenchuan, and the conversation turned to his master's affairs.
In a few words, he found out that Wu Qianhuan was in the Moon-Watching Pavilion trying to comprehend the [Moon-Pointing Mysterious Art], but his progress was quite slow.
There were inexplicable waves in my heart, spreading like ripples.
After having someone arrange accommodation for Zuo Wenchuan, Chu Qing said goodbye to everyone else and returned to the small courtyard where he lived.
As soon as I entered, I saw Si Ye guarding the door.
"The owner of the manor ordered that I will be the one guarding the young master for the next period of time."
Si Ye clasped his fists and spoke.
Chu Qing nodded:
"Thank you for your help. Has the matter been arranged?"
“It’s already been arranged.”
Si Ye knew that Chu Qing was talking about the ambush of the mysterious man who had an appointment with Nie Jingtai.
"it is good."
Chu Qing said:
"Don't send me dinner yet. I need to stay in seclusion for a while."
Si Ye: “???”
It’s already this late, and you’re still in seclusion?
(End of this chapter)