Chapter 189: Picking

If the young boy heard the young girl's inner voice by the lakeside, he would tell her not to be afraid.

A Seventh-Life's throat is just a layer of skin, a layer of flesh, and a few fragile bones. When the sword tip pierces in, the feedback is not much different from killing a goose.

That day, watching the old man leave from Catch-Moon Tower, Seeing Pei Ye said to Yang Yan, we will find him and kill him.

He knew he probably had this opportunity; he had thought about it carefully.

Small Serpent Heart, Shen Shen Changjian swallowed it in the Fifth-Life realm, relying on it to fight with the Seventh-Life Wu Wu Zai Gu, and lost narrowly.

Fifth-Life is thirty-two meridians, Seventh-Life is one hundred and twenty-eight meridians. Although Shen Shen Changjian relied more on techniques, if the basic quality was too different, he definitely couldn't support it for so long.

After Shen Shen Yanping swallowed the Small Serpent Heart, perhaps there was still a clear gap with Wu Wu Zai Gu, but he could already circle around for a while.

The artifact sent from the prefecture city, "Small Serpent Heart," said in the attached book that it could make the user "knife cannot enter the bone, strength can carry five cows." Judging from the performance, its enhancement to physical quality actually made up for the gap of about forty or fifty meridians.

Therefore, when he faced the injured Wu Wu Zai Gu in the cellar, his physical strength was about sixty or seventy meridians. But at that time, he had no True Qi, and in reality, he was far from being able to compare with a true Sixth-Life; he was just a landlubber with physical strength far exceeding ordinary people.

The remaining gap was all made up by 【Chun Shou】 and the Snow Night Flying Goose sword style.

Now, he had lost the Small Serpent Heart and possessed True Qi. His root bone strength was about twenty meridians.

The old man fell completely into darkness, while his body was draped in this suit of armor.

The sword technique was also reborn, and he was already standing at the peak of the Clumsy Realm.

Calculating roughly and crudely, if he went all out, he could roughly try to compete with a cultivator of eighty or ninety meridians.

That was nine wins out of ten, or winning seven out of ten.

Of course, even facing a Fifth-Life, his fighting process was inevitably thrilling, because he was actually a young child holding a crossbow, fighting for his life. The true result had to be sought in a real fight.

And there was still a clear chasm between eighty or ninety meridians and one hundred and twenty-eight meridians. The old man who sent the pill was definitely a good hand among the Seventh-Life. This "ten thousand to one" was actually very difficult to grasp.

But compared to that time, Seeing Pei Ye had two more external forces that were strong enough, and they were external forces the other party would absolutely never expect.

Chi Dragon on his shoulder, Glazed in the box.

Wanting to rely on these things to kill a Seventh-Life was certainly still walking a tightrope, but no one could deny that this tightrope indeed had the possibility of being walked successfully.

For the young boy who grew up in front of Yue Yue Muzhou and turned back to hold his sword that night facing the "Immortal Lord's Spirit Calling," when he wanted to do something, a "possibility" was enough.

During his time in the Xin Cang mountain range, he had already become accustomed to too many "impossibilities."

Even if the little cat wasn't here at this time, he didn't rush to call it back.

Although there was no blood relationship, the young boy indeed left behind the scent of the old man surnamed Yue.

Yes, you are a strong hand among the Seventh-Life, and I have just entered the Third-Life.

Yes, there are only the two of us here, and I don't have anything that can guarantee victory without death. The outcome will be fairly decided between the sword blades of a hair's breadth. If I lose, my head will be cut off immediately, and there will be no need to talk about those unrealized ambitions, and "Seeing Pei Ye" will truly disappear from this world.

But, come on, who are you going to pick? ——

Yang Hu still remembered his name, but he hadn't used it for a long time.

For nearly two years, he had rarely used the code name Yang Hu, and had sealed it together with that mask.

This was a leisurely and peaceful errand. If it weren't for the appearance of this sword technique, it could have ended just as leisurely and peacefully. The bead in his hand had slowly accumulated, and now it was the day for delivery.

But suddenly, this place gave him a surprise.

He originally didn't intend to attack Bai Bai Yuliang. The Huang Feicui was indeed a sword technique of a fairly high level, but it was just a small bit short of being a "flow," and if it was only used as ordinary filling, it wasn't worth provoking the Green Feather Sect.

But suddenly a "Cicada Sparrow Sword" appeared.

When it bloomed with brilliance in Bai Bai Yuliang's hands, the old man deeply remembered that brilliance.

Daytime observation, nighttime searching and tracing, two pieces of jade gradually pieced together into a jade ring in his heart—the Cicada part and the Huang Feicui combined, just happened to be a complete inheritance of "Jade Jade Mountain."

A long-standing sect that stood out in the local area four hundred years ago, without a doubt, this Jade Jade Sword was absolutely enough to be a "flow."

However, when it came to harvesting, some unexpected mistakes occurred—he saw with his own eyes Bai Bai Yuliang use 【Spread Wings】 and 【Clear Chirp】, but he didn't expect that these two styles were still one step short. The man's perception of it hadn't reached perfection.

Thus, what was harvested was an incompletely mature fruit.

After searching, the "Cicada Sparrow Sword" came from a small county in the deep mountains. If he paid some effort, he could actually try to collect this Jade Jade Sword Classic, but the sword-path genius who could integrate and learn them and then be harvested by himself couldn't be found.

Or if there were two more years, he could also try to cultivate such a fruit himself, but the date was right in front of him.

So he gave up this sword technique that no one had learned, didn't design any more plots, and just continued to fill the Soul-Snatching Bead. As long as he received the last target—Chengjiang Hong, the bead in his hand would be able to reach the standard for delivery.

And then he saw that young boy that night, saw the sword technique in his hand that he hadn't seen for more than half a year.

He certainly hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to keep him and see his growth.

And then, the young boy gave him unimaginable surprises.

The things Bai Bai Yuliang and that Dart Master pondered for two or three months were like children's reading materials in the young boy's hands. He didn't learn swords by months, not by days, but by hours!

To be fair, he had never seen such talent.

He had even asked that person—did such a seedling have greater utilization value? Wouldn't harvesting like this be a waste of heaven's gifts?

The reply was unnecessary.

The old man knew that person didn't care about these; he just wanted to achieve his goal.

So the old man quietly watched the ripening of this fruit. He was waiting to use it to replace the Cicada part that was missing in the bead. He believed that in at most ten days, the young boy would complete this step.

He even held on tightly to the pressure brought by Heavenly Mountain.

Until confirming that the letter hadn't been blocked and the situation was truly a bit out of control, they began to painfully consider giving up this fruit.

And that person's reply was, the other side suffered a setback, the situation was not optimistic, this "flow" here must be taken.

And it was precisely at this time that Heavenly Mountain's people launched an action.

The other party moved too decisively. At this time, the fruit hadn't ripened yet, and he had to deal with this matter.

This would have been a hurdle for them. Facing a Heavenly Mountain Eighth-Life, they indeed didn't have much certainty. It would be fine if it were an ordinary disciple, but what if it were a talent of Wei Feng Pool, or even one of the 【Eight Steeds】?

But this battle had to be fought. Whoever won would be able to obtain the initiative for at least the next five days.

He didn't know that it was "the hemp pole hitting the wolf, both sides afraid," and he had originally prepared for a decisive battle.

But just as he was about to leave the small building, the young boy who was practicing swords and preparing for battle below suddenly penetrated those two styles, and the Cicada part was complete.

Simply heaven's favor.

He immediately sent a letter to Meng Meng Chuyuan, asking them to drag Heavenly Mountain and the Green Feather Sect there, while he would immediately pick this fruit and leave.

Of course, everyone else would go to confront that Heavenly Mountain Eighth-Life, and of course, there was no need for anyone to help him.

The old man raised his brows and looked south. Three streets away, the carriage was already prepared.

He wouldn't spend more than half a stick of incense here.

——

Although the rain silk was thin, it had been falling for a long time, and the ground of the martial arts field had changed color.

The bright moon was still in the sky, the fine rain was silent, and there were only faint chirps of birds and insects in the surroundings.

The old man's leap was also silent. He walked from the window onto the eaves, and then drifted down. His feet didn't even touch the ground. When he was close to the ground, he tapped lightly on the ground with his long staff, and the whole person was like being shot by a slingshot.

Without any conversation or preparation, he rushed straight at Seeing Pei Ye.

Seeing Pei Ye recognized at a glance that this was the one he had encountered in Catch-Moon Tower.

The thirteen-zhang distance of the martial arts field was crossed in the blink of an eye. The moment the young boy's voice fell, the old man had already entered within one zhang. This astonishing speed was exactly the same as that day, and it was rare even among the Seventh-Life.

The long staff dragged behind him, bringing up a dragon of Qi, but the fallen leaves and dust on the ground hadn't been rolled up, only emitting a tremor waiting to be torn apart.

True Qi must be firmly constrained within it to have this effect. The power accumulated by this staff was heart-stopping.

Seeing Pei Ye was facing the pressure Yang Yan had once faced.

Seeing Pei Ye could explode with power that Yang Yan couldn't reach, but he couldn't bear the attack that Yang Yan could bear. With a root bone of eight meridians, even if he learned that knife move of Yang Yan, he couldn't swallow this staff strike solidly.

Fortunately, Seeing Pei Ye had always had his own way of facing strong enemies.

As long as he killed the enemy faster than the enemy killed him, it would be fine.

【Chun Shou】 had long been opened. Thousands of rain threads were like needles, the trajectory of falling was clearly visible, and the rustling leaves in the wind were like dancing slowly. In the slowness and clarity of the whole world, the old man had become a blur.

To be fair, Seeing Pei Ye's capture of such speed was still a bit reluctant, but it was obviously much better than the night in the cellar. He didn't have to sword strike by feeling so thrillingly anymore.

That night in the cellar, he didn't even confirm whether the sword he struck could kill the other party; he just relied on Wu Wu Zai Gu also not daring to bet on this point, and finally lost because he was wearing shoes. Now it was different. If the old man really dared to take the move, he could truly pierce this sword into his throat.

This was also the path the young boy built for his victory—first, the enemy had to exchange moves with him; second, he had to deal with the killer move the enemy stabbed; third, his sword had to be able to break through the Seventh-Life's obstruction and pierce his throat.

In one move, achieving these three points, the enemy falls, and he stands.

Third-Life against Seventh-Life, every point was difficult, and Seeing Pei Ye designed three steps for this.

At this moment.

The young boy didn't look at this staff at all, a pair of eyes only staring at the old man's throat. The long staff approached, the old man approached, and in his eyes, it was just that throat suddenly approaching.

Thus, the poisonous snake showed its fangs to the leopard again.

Moonlight and rain threads fell on the sword. This sword seemed to melt into moonlight and rain threads. After more than twenty days, it faced the enemy again. This sword seemed to have lost that decisive killing intent in the young boy's hand and became light and mature.

It even became silent. When it emerged from the silver light again, it was already at the old man's throat.

Because this time the young boy wasn't trying to force the enemy back, he didn't have the capital to start from probing with a Seventh-Life. This was the strongest killer move he mastered. It appeared suddenly, just to cut the enemy's throat in one strike.

But the old man's throat that was approaching suddenly stopped, and the dragon of Qi dragged on the staff also stopped for a moment.

He crashed forward as if he were unstoppable, and when he stopped, it was without any warning. This was the exquisite control under the Seventh-Life's thick True Qi.

In this instant, the old man stood outside the length Seeing Pei Ye could reach, looking at him coldly, and Seeing Pei Ye's sword had already struck.

He knew early on that the young boy would strike this sword, and he didn't prepare to face this sword at all.

This wasn't the first time he had seen it. Yesterday, the sword style in the young boy's hand had already left him dazed for a long time. Even without that person's reply, this sword absolutely tied him up tightly.

After receiving this sword, he even had to consider whether to report it to that person or to Sima.

It was indeed too stunning. The old man believed that the vast majority of Fifth-Life, and even Sixth-Life, would drink hatred in front of this sword.

But not including Seventh-Life, because Seventh-Life simply wouldn't give it a chance to try.

The young boy's reaction as a Third-Life was slightly faster than usual, but it was still too slow.

This sword of his had been tricked out.

The old man's body just stopped here. Unlike Wu Wu Zai Gu, he had a staff.

The simple fighting rules of landlubbers still effectively took effect here: one inch long, one inch strong.

This long staff only paused for a moment, and then exerted force forward, and the dragon of Qi it carried roared out. Just as the young boy's first sword was to kill him, the old man's staff strike was also meant to cause the young boy heavy injury.

One pause to trick out, one staff to shatter, that's all.

Then, the young boy's sword reached its peak.

The old man suddenly lost everything.

Even if it was such a sudden encounter, Seeing Pei Ye didn't ignore that his demonstration of sword techniques to Zhang Zhang Junxue might have fallen into the small window.

In just a few breaths, this matter had turned three times in his head.

His own sword didn't have the artistic conception of Yue Yue Muzhou that could infect a hundred zhang, and the enemy wouldn't have the eye power of Ming Gu Niang that could see through it at a glance.

So what the old man saw from afar was just the most exquisite sword move that fell into the naked eye, which was the part Seeing Pei Ye used to temporarily force back Wu Wu Zai Gu when he hadn't truly learned this sword.

Therefore, when he first struck, Seeing Pei Ye only used the sword move to respond. At the last moment, the sword intent that made people sink into the black abyss shrouded it.

Facing the old man's one pause and one advance, the young boy responded with one retract and one release, completing a plan of "using the enemy's plan against them."

Under a bit of leeway brought by 【Chun Shou】, he even deliberately slowed down for a moment.

To ensure that the suddenly surprised old man had time to withdraw his True Qi.

Yang Hu was indeed suddenly surprised.

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