Chapter 156: Flowing Cloud Sword
Chapter 156: Flowing Cloud Sword
The sky is clear today and the snow and wind are a thing of the past.
The sun shines again, making the temples hidden in the mountains and forests sparkle.
Countless rays of light project back and forth in the clear sky after the snow, which is solemn in its clear and beautiful appearance, as if the Buddha is looking down upon the world with compassion.
Even if people do not develop a devotion to Buddhism, they will at least have a bit more awe.
Gu Zhuo felt no awe at all and just thought it was a trick.
He, Lin Wanyi and Yu Sheng stood on the edge of the cliff and looked out.
The clouds and mist linger like the sea, with nearly a hundred stone peaks of varying thickness and height standing in it, like reefs of different shapes on the shore.
The wind blows from time to time, and the clouds and mist lingering in the air surge with it, like a huge tide in the world, and the scene is extremely spectacular.
Outside the cliff, this bonsai that looks like it was sculpted by the Buddha himself is where the magic ceremony will be held.
Representatives of various sects who came to attend the Dharma Assembly, like Gu Zhuo, stood in various places in the mountains, either under pines, in pavilions, or on some flat ground... facing this scene.
The arrangements made by Cihang Temple in this regard follow a simple and direct rule - the height of the guests is arranged according to the status of each sect in the world of cultivation.
Gu Zhuo is naturally at the top.
There are few people in the same position as him, except for several Zen temples, three kendo sects, and great families of the time such as the Yinping Xie family.
The Wan family of Yangzhou and the Li family of Southern Qi were also among them. Although the leader was not the head of the family, his realm was equally high. He was a big shot who was qualified to stand in the depths of the hall yesterday.
Today is the official start of the first session of the Dharma Assembly, so these big shots will still be present. It will probably be difficult to see them in the next few days.
As for Master Daoxiu, no one saw him today.
The mountains were quiet.
Many eyes fell on the isolated cliff.
To be precise, everyone was staring at Gu Zhuo, curious about what he would do today.
At this moment, the voice of the Kuzhou monk rang out.
He fully explained the rules of this fight, with the focus mainly on winning or losing.
Those who are unable to fight again are the losers, those whose lives are in danger are the losers, those who borrow the strength of others are the losers, and those who fall off the stone pillar and disappear into the sea of clouds are the losers.
Apart from this, there are no other restrictions.
There are two specific situations regarding who will fight whom. If someone challenges one party within half a quarter of an hour after the other party leaves the field, the fight will begin directly. If no one is willing to fight that person, the monks of Cihang Temple will arrange it.
As for how to arrange it, it is naturally not by drawing lots, but the masters make judgments based on their own Buddhist perspectives and choose a suitable opponent for that person.
The reason for doing this is simple, just to prevent the battle from becoming boring, or purely one-sided.
When the voice faded away, the teachers and leaders of various sects nodded in response.
Thus, the Cihang battle officially began.
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To everyone's surprise, the first person to step forward was not Gu Zhuo, someone else had taken the lead.
——Thank you Yinglian.
This noble lady of the Xie family, who was bluntly told by Gu Zhuo that she was mentally ill not long ago, was still wearing a purple dress today, with her hair tied up behind her head with a jade hairpin. Her noble temperament had a hint of fierceness.
People were very puzzled, wondering why you would be the first one to end up like this?
The next moment, something even more unexpected happened.
"I want to fight you."
Xie Yinglian's gaze fell on the edge of the cliff and he said this with a smile.
People's eyes followed.
Standing on the edge of the cliff was Gu Zhuo.
For some reason, Gu Zhuo looked at Xie Yinglian but did not take a step forward.
Some people reacted and their faces became very strange, wondering what this was.
Gu Zhuo was not the only one standing on the cliff.
And there is Lin Wanyi.
Yes, the person Xie Yinglian was actually looking at was not Gu Zhuo, but Lin Wanyi who was standing side by side with him.
The representative of Chaotian Sword Palace looked cold and looked at the smiling Xie Yinglian. Just as he was about to scold her for being shameless...
Xie Yinglian spoke as expected.
"I don't want to bully others by relying on my realm, even if this realm is the result of my hard work."
She looked at the bitter boat monk and said, "Master, please use the Dharma to seal my realm and allow me to have a fair fight with Miss Lin."
As soon as these words were spoken, the place became even quieter.
The strong man from Chaotian Sword Palace remained silent.
This is certainly not because he thinks this is fair, but if he speaks at this time, it will easily make people feel that Chaotian Jianque cannot afford to lose and that the disciples in the sect do not even have the courage to fight the next battle.
The monk Kuzhou chanted a Buddhist name and said, "First, Mr. Lin must accept your challenge."
Xie Yinglian said no more.
People's eyes once again fell on the isolated cliff.
Lin Wanyi and Xie Yinglian looked at each other, thinking of the conversation that made her scratch her palms, and roughly guessed the other party's purpose in challenging her.
It's nothing more than those inexplicable and condescending reasons, such as you disappoint me, you don't listen to what I say, why you let yourself fall, and you need to be woken up by me.
Lin Wanyi thought of these easily.
Yu Sheng looked at her, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear.
——Rejected.
This is the most correct choice, because Lin Wanyi will definitely lose this battle and there is no need to accept it.
Being at the same level does not mean fairness. Time brings not only level, but also a deeper understanding of Taoism and combat experience.
Everyone present today is not an idiot and of course understands this point. Therefore, even if Lin Wanyi refuses, no one will look down on her or think that she is timid.
Even the queen wouldn't blame her for this.
The struggle for practice is not for one day or one night, but for hundreds of lifetimes.
Lin Wanyi looked at Gu Zhuo. Gu Zhuo did not remain silent and said seriously: "Go."
Lin Wanyi was very satisfied with this answer, but she did not smile, instead she sighed deeply.
"I feel like I've been unlucky since I met you."
She complained helplessly, "I always encounter this kind of opponent when I make a breakthrough in my practice."
The words refer to the summer festival, when she finally drew her sword and broke through the realm into Dongzhen, and then fought with Bai Langxing, but was ultimately defeated.
Gu Zhuo knew that this sentence did not require a response, it was just a little complaint from her.
"I agreed."
Lin Wanyi's voice was very clear.
Just like when she waved her sleeves lightly, five tiny flying swords appeared beside her, emitting a chilling aura under the sunlight.
Then, she took more than one step out of the cliff, flew more than ten feet with the wind, and landed on a mountain peak.
At the same time, the monk Kuzhou had already used the Zen seal to impose restrictions to suppress Xie Yinglian's state of mind.
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The battle started very quickly.
When the two men left the field, there was no more unnecessary words, they just raised their hands and started fighting.
The five flying swords instantly turned into streams of light, extremely dazzling, and flew away through the air.
Xie Yinglian’s response was very direct.
She waved her sleeves lightly, and used her true energy to sweep up a gust of wind, which rushed towards the five flying swords.
The flying sword slowed down when it encountered the wind, and the light emitted from the sword body dissipated slightly.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the Shifeng Forest.
Those practitioners who were in lower positions and at lower realms today discovered that Lin Wanyi was actually using the flowing light to hide his figure.
As the sword light faded, she leaped out with a three-foot-long sword in her hand.
A sword stabbed at Xie Yinglian's forehead.
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The prerequisite for Lin Wanyi to be allowed to go down the mountain is that he must learn the Chaotian Sword Classic. This sword scripture is famous for its complexity. In a sense, it combines the strengths of Yishui and Wanjianchi, and is never limited to the sword in front of the body or outside the body.
This means that the sword cultivators of Chaotian Sword Que have an extremely unpredictable fighting style, and can easily gain the initiative or even win in a sudden attack.
Xie Yinglian looked at the sword in Lin Wanyi's hand and was a little surprised.
She had to admit that she had despised the other party to a certain extent. She didn't expect that there was a sixth sword that could travel by borrowing the sun.
She also admired the ferocity of the sword.
"pity."
Xie Yinglian said calmly: "All this is meaningless."
The fact that she still had the energy to speak at such an urgent moment could only mean one thing: she had absolute confidence in herself regardless of her realm.
Many people thought of this, but they didn't expect the way she dealt with it.
Xie Yinglian decided to take it head-on.
One hand went up to meet the sword light, as if it could not feel the piercing edge, and it was unaware of the consequences of its flesh and blood body being split in two until it met the sword's edge.
Just when many people became nervous and thought they were going to see Xie Yinglian's arm being pierced directly by the sword, they found that the sword had stopped.
When the onlookers looked at the front end of the three-foot green sword in astonishment, they discovered the change.
Countless milky white air currents emerged from Xie Yinglian's palm, entwined around the sword like vines, and continued to spread over, stopping Lin Wanyi from moving forward.
The expression on the face of the strong man from Chaotian Sword Palace was very ugly.
It was not that he was angry that Lin Wanyi fell into such a situation, but that he recognized the origin of the Taoist magic in Xie Yinglian's hand - Liuyun Sword Interpretation.
This Taoist method is called Sword Solution, but it is not an interpretation of the way of the sword. Instead, it aims to use the softest things in the world to break all swords in the world.
The powerful man who created this Taoist method died hundreds of years ago, and the cause of his death is still unknown. It has long become an unsolved case in the cultivation world, and this Taoist method has been lost.
In fact, the cultivation community generally believes that this person was surrounded and killed by sword cultivators, but there is no evidence.
But it doesn't matter even if there is evidence. After all, this man traveled the world and specifically targeted sword cultivators, and he had already formed a deep hatred with all the sword sects.
But no one expected that this martial art would reappear in the world today, and in the hands of Xie Yinglian.
On that isolated cliff.
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly.
She felt that the reason why Xie Yinglian practiced this Taoism was most likely just to deal with Gu Zhuo.
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Lin Wanyi faced Xie Yinglian directly, and her feelings about the power of Liuyun Sword became more obvious.
In her perception, the green sword in her hand not only stopped moving forward, but the true energy contained in it melted into water as quickly as winter snow meeting the morning sun, and then flowed towards Xie Yinglian along the milky white vines, to be used by him and to strengthen his momentum.
In other words, it is a situation where one side gains while the other loses.
Lin Wanyi had an idea.
The five tiny flying swords flew again, heading towards Xie Yinglian's vital points.
Xie Yinglian didn't even bother to look at them. The five swords suddenly fell down powerlessly and landed beside him, making a clanging sound.
Then, people saw the birth of those milky white air currents.
Xie Yinglian smiled sweetly at Lin Wanyi, with an unparalleled aura of "when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die".
Then she turned around leisurely, facing Gu Zhuo who was standing on the cliff, stretched out her right hand, and hooked her index finger three times.
My flight is at 9 o'clock tomorrow. In order to avoid interruption, there will definitely be another chapter updated before 6 o'clock.
(End of this chapter)