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Text Chapter 350: Jian Chi is dark and leaves the scene

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    Calling Du Banshan up, the three of them took off against the wind and returned to the top of Chaoyang Peak.  The originally majestic Eight Views of the Huashan Immortal Sect Ancestral Altar and the Heavenly Palace Palace were now reduced to rubble, and even the Five Peaks Chaoyuan Formation guarding the Taihua Cave had also dispersed.  There were many lower-level disciples of Huashan sitting among the ruins with dull expressions. They were looking at the miserable and withered scene, with silent tears streaming down their faces.  Since ancient times, kings have become kings and bandits have lost. If Master Jinxia succeeds in his plan today, then the Huashan Immortal Sect will naturally be at the height of its power. From now on, no Taoist sect in the world will dare to disobey.  But after his failure and death, the Huashan sect became the criminals accused by thousands of people, and the four families of Taishan, Songshan, Hengshan and Hengshan would also be implicated.  " And Zhao Nanzi was burdened with karma, and he didn't know where he had fled to avoid disaster.  With everything involved, Yu He just bowed to a few acquaintances in the distance, and then he, Ning Qingling and Du Banshan rode on the clouds and left the Taihua Cave in the Western District on their own.  Wei Lao Mo wanted to chase him and say something to Yu He, but there were more than ten thousand demon sect masters around him, all waiting to listen to his orders, so Wei Xingge rolled his eyes and sent someone to invite Qi Zhao over  say.  Yu He and Ning Qingling were both relaxed and relaxed as they traveled all the way back to Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan, so they were not in a hurry while traveling around the mountains and rivers.  Du Banshan finally came out and didn't want to go back to Zhongnan early, so he followed Yu He around.  Many Taoist monks who came down from Chaoyang Peak passed by them, but when they saw these three evil stars, they were busy avoiding them. Two innate treasures and a great master of swordsmanship, who  Do you dare to go up and provoke death?  At the beginning of the second day, they passed by the ancient city of Chang'an. The three of them happily left the mortal world and went to have a meal in a restaurant in the city.  Ning Qingling also sent a letter to the female disciples hiding at the bottom of Fuxian Lake and ordered them to return to Qingcheng Mountain.  Walking further to the southwest, I happened to find a ginseng essence with 500 years of Taoism in Xiaoxingzi Mountain. Du Banshan was worried that Miss Sima Si's Taoism was still shallow and needed elixirs to nourish her, so he called Yu He to press Luoyun's head.  The man then went to catch this ginseng spirit that had met with great bad luck.  Just when Senior Brother Banshan was happily taking the ginseng essence into the demon refining pot, Yu He suddenly felt something.  He raised his head and looked toward the northeast, and saw two incredibly fast sword lights flashing vaguely among the scattered clouds in the sky, falling one after another not far away to the south.  Yu He rolled his eyes and said to Du Banshan and Ning Qingling: "I happened to meet an old acquaintance. Speaking of which, I really got to know the cause and effect of this senior. Junior sister, you and Xiao Du will be here for a while. Please note  Wherever the ginseng essence is unearthed, there are usually other heavenly and earthly treasures accompanying it. You don¡¯t need to worry about me, just come as soon as you go!¡± After that, Yu He flew south with his sword, and Junior Sister Xiao Ning.  He looked at his senior brother's back with concern, but didn't say anything.  The bright sword light brushed against the vast forest sea and flew southward for almost one hundred and twenty miles.  Yu He saw a green lake in the mountains in the distance. The lake was as smooth as a mirror. On the water in the center of the lake, two people were sitting in the air.  One of them had black hair that was seven feet tall, with the roots pointing up to the sky. He had no eyebrows on his face, no beads in his eyes, and his arms and legs were all cut off. He was wearing a moon-white linen wide shirt, with his sleeves and trousers all tied up.  It looks like a linen bag.  All that was left of this man's body was a fragment of his body, which was more than three feet long from head to hip, but he was still sitting upright in the void.  The other person has all four limbs, but his beard and hair are all white, his body is as skinny as wood, and his face is very old.  He was wearing an indigo cloth coat, a thick felt blanket on his knees, and green cloth soft boots. He was dressed like an old official and a foreigner.  The old man's eyes were closed and his back was straight, sitting on a wooden wheelchair.  Yu He recognized the two people facing each other far away on the lake.  The man with no limbs was none other than Chu Mingzi, the "sword cripple" who had appeared in the battle at Prince Su's Mansion in Qiaoshan, Dingyang, Kyoto.  The person opposite him was Chu Mingzi's mentor, Master Luo Xiu, who passed on the ancient swordsmanship and soul-refining techniques to Yu He.  This disabled one of the old two is the master of the sword of the world.  They faced each other silently. Although their bodies did not move, the murderous intent of the two fierce swords was already spreading, causing hundreds of feet of dead branches and leaves around them to fly lightly, as if there were thousands of sharp swords dancing in the air.  I heard Chu Mingzi, the crippled swordsman, say: "Master, my disciple is unworthy. Today I want to prove the swordsmanship with you!" Master Luo Xiu opened his eyes slightly, and two sharp lights came out from the slits of his eyelids. He sneered and said: "Wan  Sword Guizong is the only one in the world. Although you and I will have to fight sooner or later, in my opinion, your level is still at a very low level. If you use the sword today, you will not be able to escape death." "I don't think so."  He opened his mouth to speak, and as he breathed out, he saw seven straight water lines suddenly appeared on the lake, drawing towards Master Luo Xiu.  The old swordsman didn't make any gestures, just snorted coldly, and the seven water lines disappeared into nothingness about ten feet away from him.  Master Luo Xiu suddenly turned his head and opened his eyes.?, two invisible evil spirits shot out from his eyes, flying in the direction where Yu He flew, and shouted loudly: "Who is coming?"  .  He bowed to Master Luo Xiu and said, "See you, senior." "Is it you?" Master Luo Xiu's eyes flashed with strange light, and he looked at Yu He carefully.  Yu He nodded, then turned to Chu Mingzi and asked, "I would like to ask Senior Chu Mingzi, where is my uncle Zhang Yan now?" "Dead!" Chu Mingzi said two words coldly.  Yu He frowned and asked, "Where did you die?" A look of disgust appeared on Chu Mingzi's face. He did not answer any more, but blew into Yu He's mouth, and there was a white sound.  The sword rushed out, and with just a flash, it stabbed Yu He in the chest.  Yu He snorted coldly, but did not move his sword. He also blew out an invisible sword energy and faced it.  The two swords collided in the air, and the sound of gold and iron was heard. The lake below suddenly seemed to be boiling.  Chu Mingzi's sword was smashed into pieces, and a green light remained unabated, stabbing Chu Mingzi's face.  This arrogant swordsman seemed to be suddenly startled.  He didn't recognize Yu He at first, and he didn't know that his opponent was also a master of swordsmanship who had cultivated to the level of "Returning to the Sect of Ten Thousand Swords". His mind found that his sword was useless, but instead, his sword Qi flew through the air.  , which shocked him greatly.  Without thinking about it carefully, Chu Mingzi hurriedly opened his mouth again and sprayed out his natal flying sword.  With a loud "clang" sound, a two-foot-long small silver sword flew out in a swirl.  Chu Mingzi, the crippled swordsman, was shaken all over and almost fell into the lake below. Looking at his trousers, less than half of his trousers were soaked by the water.  An unparalleled murderous sword intent came across the sky and froze Chu Mingzi's figure. For a moment, the rebellious sword madman did not dare to use his true energy again.  "Okay, good swordsmanship! It seems we're done!" Master Luo Xiu saw Yu He subduing Chu Mingzi with one move. The old swordsman looked ecstatic and stood upright on the wooden wheelchair.  He was mumbling words, and suddenly stretched out his withered hands and grabbed Yu He Yaoyao. A blood talisman flashed in the palms of both hands.  Yu He just stood in the void, letting Master Luo Xiu do whatever he wanted.  The old swordsman activated the secret technique over and over again, but saw that Yu He didn't even react at all, so he raised his hands and blinked in confusion.  "Senior Luo Xiu, do you want to remove the 'Forty-nine Paths of Inner Demon Blood Seed Talisman' for this junior?" Yu He smiled faintly and said to Master Luo Xiu, "Senior, I don't dare to do anything. The talisman array has been removed long ago." "  What?" Master Luo Xiu's expression changed. He turned over his hand and pulled out a three-foot-and-a-half-inch-wide soft iron magic sword. He held it across his chest and stared at Yu He warily.  Of course Yu He understood the meaning of Master Luo Xiu¡¯s move.  The old man buried the "Forty-nine Paths of Heart Demon Seed Blood Talisman Array" into Yu He's sea of ??consciousness, and asked him to kill those red-bearded puppet monks. There must be a hidden secret in it.  Maybe when all thirty-five puppet monks die under Yu He's sword, causing the thirty-five formation eyes of the Blood Talisman Array to be filled with blood, then Yu He's cultivation may be given to others.  Made wedding clothes.  This kind of technique of "transferring power to a tripod" is often used by monks of the Demon Sect, and is even common among masters and disciples. Taking the humane deeds from others and instilling them into one's body can easily save hundreds of years of hard work. What's the point?  But not?  Although Yu He was not sure that Master Luo Xiu used this kind of technique on him, but judging from what the old swordsman had just done, he estimated that it was similar.  This method and its central idea are indeed sinister, but Yu He doesn't hate Master Luo Xiu that much.  After all, when the old swordsman taught him the ancient swordsmanship, he really taught him carefully, and he also took care of him during the northwest battle. Therefore, Yu He had neither resentment nor gratitude towards Master Luo Xiu.  .  Thinking of Yu He's amazing sword just now, Master Luo Xiu looked a little uneasy. He silently circulated the sword essence and asked: "Who pulled out the demon seed for you?" "The great master of Shushan Immortal Sect, Xing Tianren  Take action personally." Yu He actually had no intention of taking action against Master Luo Xiu. He crossed his arms and only used his sword spirit to frighten Chu Mingzi, and then told him about the nine sword fights with the leader of Shushan.  Although that episode took place in a dream, since it was done intentionally by Masters Xing Tian and Dan Qing, it was basically no different from a sword fight between real people.  Yu He also deliberately mentioned something secretly in his words, meaning that Master Luo Xiu¡¯s understanding of ancient swordsmanship was too extreme and he had gone astray.  Who would have thought that Master Luo Xiu and Chu Mingzi, after listening to Yu He's account, did not care about the four or nine inner demons at all, nor did they care about the various effects of ancient swordsmanship on the mind. They both asked urgently.  : "If you were to have a sword fight with Xing Tiansheng now, how many swords would you be able to take from him?" Yu He counted his fingers.After waiting for a long time, he replied hesitantly: "If Master Shushan uses all his strength, I'm afraid I can take at most twenty of his swords. Senior Xingtian's Taoist cultivation is really too high, and the depth of his sword's will and sword  The power of Gang is unparalleled in the world, and it is difficult for anyone to resist. "Twenty swords? Twenty swords!" Upon hearing this, Master Luo Xiu and Chu Mingzi both turned pale, and their bodies trembled, showing expressions of despair.  I saw Chu Mingzi's broken body falling, and fell into the rippling blue lake with a "dong" sound, and then there was no more movement.  Master Luo Xiu looked up to the sky and sighed, and suddenly threw the narrow-edged soft iron long sword far into the forest. The old swordsman ignored Yu He and just waved his hand to summon a strong wind, and in an instant he disappeared without a trace.  .  Yu He was not surprised when he saw this.  He vaguely guessed that this would be the result.  Master Luo Xiu and Master Chu Mingzi have both been addicted to the art of swordsmanship throughout their lives, almost going crazy.  Sword cultivators all have a spirit of self-sacrifice, so this pair of masters and disciples are fighting for their only share of the ultimate essence of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", and they are fighting each other here.  In their minds, Shushan Master Xing Tian was the last obstacle standing in the way of their mastery of swordsmanship.  At this time, when it comes to swordsmanship, Chu Mingzi is indeed half a step behind Yu He, but his master Luo Xiu and Yu He are only close to each other, so the outcome of a fight is hard to predict.  Yu Heyi said that he could only take over twenty swords from the leader of Shushan. Immediately Master Luo Xiu and Chu Mingzi were shocked. They felt disheartened and lost, so they no longer had any intention of fighting for supremacy with swords.  , and left sadly.  This life-and-death battle for enlightenment between the world's top sword masters naturally disappeared without a trace.  Yu He clapped his hands, looked at the lake that had returned to calm, and left with a smile.  At this point, a great sword fight between two Taoist and demonic sects at Chaoyang Peak in Huashan Mountain due to summoning Nanzi to steal the treasure turned into a bizarre farce and finally came to an end.  ¡ª¡ª Postscript: So far, the seventh volume of "Xuanzhen Swordsman Record" "The spiritual platform is like a mirror illuminating the heart"  Completed.  ??Please pay attention to the last volume of "The Chivalrous and Tender Acting of Xuan Zhen".  Thank you Mo Fan!
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