Chapter 119

"Yuepo" drew its sword.

Cheng Xinzhan's emotions didn't change much.

He only heard "Taodu" let out a mournful cry, and he felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart. The sword was not at fault, and the sword had no disputes; it was just that people had positions.

"Yuepo" emitted cold, icy air. The flying sword's trail was a string of fine ice crystals, passing over slowly.

"Taodu" carried scorching Bing fire, and behind the sword was the brilliant morning glow. The flying sword was difficult to capture in the morning glow, so swift and agile.

The sky suddenly sounded with water, like waves surging in the sea.

But vaguely, Cheng Xinzhan felt as if he really saw a wave.

"Taodu" flickered and leaped, stabbing over, but that wave suddenly appeared on "Taodu's" path forward, and its momentum slowed down slightly.

It was just such a short gap that "Yuepo" immediately stuck to it.

The deep blue sword body stuck to "Taodu", and "Yuepo's" sword tip rotated slowly but quickly, possessing a soft force that caused sparks to fly when it scraped against "Taodu's" sword body. "Yuepo" also swept backward at the same time, but its speed dropped very quickly.

In just a few breaths, it actually forced "Taodu" to a stop.

Cheng Xinzhan was very surprised.

He controlled "Taodu" to escape and regain momentum.

But the result was the same this time, and it almost swept "Taodu" away.

She knew "Taodu's" trajectory clearly. No, perhaps it should be said that she knew the key points of the "Iron Crutch Li's Discourse on the Rapid Fire Sword Scripture" clearly.

Was this a sword technique specifically aimed at the "Iron Crutch Li's Discourse on the Rapid Fire Sword Scripture"?

Cheng Xinzhan thought a lot in his heart. Zhou Qingyun must have a deep relationship with Emei. Such a set of flying swords would definitely not be easily passed on, but her master was Master Canxia of Mount Huangshan. Why, was Emei going to conquer Mount Huangshan?

Furthermore, was Emei's influence going to spread from the southwest to the east? In recent years, the struggle between the Eastern and Western Daoist sects had intensified. Was Emei taking a different path, coming to win over the loose cultivators of Qingzhou first?

Master Canxia was the initiator of the governance of Mount Huangshan, and her position in the hearts of the loose cultivators of Mount Huangshan and Qingzhou was very high. If Master Canxia supported Emei, it wouldn't be good news for the Eastern Daoist sects.

But Master Canxia gifted the scripture; was it just for her disciple to curry favor with Emei at a certain moment—like now?

Wasn't this move a bit too big?

Although this scripture had a method of restraint, it couldn't be denied that it was an immortal scripture!

He thought of a lot in an instant.

However, at this juncture, while Cheng Xinzhan was distracted, "Taibai Zhirui", hiding behind "Xuan Sha", suddenly came to life and darted out. When "Taodu" was entangled by "Yuepo" and its momentum was exhausted, "Taibai Zhirui" fiercely approached and added a sword.

Li Yingqiong was very smart. At Lantaoshan, Cheng Xinzhan used his body sword to break the flying sword. The method he used was that the body sword always struck a certain point in the center of the flying sword's body. Cheng Xinzhan had always been good at learning others' strengths in battle.

This time, his strength was also learned by others.

From dark to dawn, "Taibai Zhirui" had pointed at the center of "Taodu's" sword body four times, each time on the same side, at the same point.

From the beginning, her goal had been very clear.

She wanted to destroy Taodu.

She succeeded.

At the fourth intersection, "Taodu" broke in response, divided into two sections, and fell from the air. The thought Cheng Xinzhan attached to the sword body was shattered by the Taibai Geng metal Qi.

"Senior Sister Zhou, so you really were covering for me. Yingqiong misunderstood you."

Under the eaves, Li Yingqiong said to Zhou Qingyun with a smile.

Zhou Qingyun didn't speak, only hearing the mournful cry of "Yuepo" in the sky.

People are not as good as swords; she didn't dare to cry.

In front of Haishi Restaurant, Cheng Xinzhan was slightly stunned. "Taodu" was broken?

"Taodu" was actually broken?

He saw the two broken sword sections falling, the spiritual light on the sword dim, and the sword spirit turned into a rooster's phantom, pulling the two broken sword sections so they wouldn't separate. The rooster was still crowing, as if weeping blood. "Taodu" still wanted to fly high, wanted to fly up and continue fighting, but couldn't stop the downward trend.

Should "Taodu" be blamed for this?

No, blame himself.

Why did he let Li Yingqiong break "Taodu" in a way he was familiar with?

Was it just because someone helped restrain it?

Not necessarily.

The real reason was that he underestimated Li Yingqiong, thinking she was an incompetent person, and his vigilance toward her companions was higher than toward her.

In fact, her timing for drawing her sword was always very good.

Cheng Xinzhan suddenly stood up.

Everyone around watched nervously. They could recognize that the crimson flying sword was Daoist Cheng's.

Cheng Xinzhan looked up at the falling "Taodu".

Since they were bullying the few with the many, he naturally couldn't let "Taodu" fight alone.

"Taodu" was originally one sword; now, it was two.

Spiritual light surged on his body, and two human-shaped spiritual lights could be vaguely seen swaying.

"Xinzhan, don't be impulsive!"

Shouts came from Feng Jihu and others upstairs.

But at this moment, the human-shaped spiritual light had completely left his body and flew toward the high sky.

They leaped down from the floor, and the six of them completely surrounded Cheng Xinzhan's motionless body. Sun Miaoshu looked nervous and shouted,

"Everyone stay five feet away!"

Peacock City forbade martial arts, but they had already brought out all their weapons and magic treasures.

Someone was attacking the flying sword in the sky for no reason; could it be that no one on the ground would take the opportunity to strike?

They were powerless to help with the sword duel in the sky, but they would never allow anyone to harm Xinzhan's physical body on the ground.

If something happened to the physical body and the soul had nowhere to dwell, that would be the end of death and Dao dissipation!

The six of them took out jade bells at the same time and began to shake them violently.

"Jingle—jingle—"

The crisp sound of jade striking rang out, like the sound of rings and pendants, but they shook such clear sounds into a hurried and harsh feeling. The bell sound wasn't loud, but it spread far away.

In just a few breaths, a figure landed in front of them.

The few looked and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Greetings, Mountain Master Wu."

The person who came looked middle-aged, around forty, but was actually the Deputy Mountain Master of Danxia Mountain in Lotus Blessed Land, a high cultivator of the Third Realm, Sixth Wash.

Mountain Master Wu nodded, looking at the motionless body protected by the few and the dual souls moving away in the sky, naturally understanding at a glance why these juniors were shaking the bells.

After only one or two breaths, everyone's vision blurred, and another person came.

Mountain Master Wu saw him and said, "So you are here too."

The few young ones were a bit unfamiliar with this person and called him Daoist Master.

"This is Elder Jiao of Toujian Mountain."

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Mountain Master Wu said, "He has been away for many years, so it's normal that you don't recognize him."

Elder Jiao looked younger than Mountain Master Wu and said,

"I stayed in the East Sea for a while, just happened to follow Huanzhu Tower over, and even managed to become a guest of Huanzhu Tower."

Elder Jiao said with a smile.

The six saw that the two elders looked relaxed and knew there shouldn't be any mistakes, so they felt a little relieved.

Just after these two sentences of conversation, others landed one after another.

"Wanfa Sect, Siming Mountain, Xinming Temple. Is there a summons from the ancestral court?"

An old man looked at the six young people holding bells.

"Wanfa Sect, Dalong Mountain, Guanshui Temple."

"Wanfa Sect, Wutong Mountain, Qinghua Temple."

"Wanfa Sect, Jiugong Mountain, Tianjing Temple."

"Wanfa Sect..."

People kept landing at the entrance of Haishi Restaurant, and the onlookers kept retreating, leaving a space far more than five feet.

Everyone was shocked. Was this the prestige of a major sect?

Mountain Master Wu thanked the newcomers one by one on behalf of Sanqing Mountain.

Elder Jiao asked the few young people,

"Whose child is this? He has earned a great reputation for our Sanqing Mountain today."

Sun Miaoshu stepped forward, "Elder, he is a disciple of Mountain Master Wen of Mingzhi Mountain."

Elder Jiao nodded, "I guessed so. Only Mingzhi Mountain has the ability to have the soul leave the body to travel far while only in the First Realm. However, I see his thunder method is also very exquisite. Why is that?"

Sun Miaoshu replied, "Xinzhan's physical body has an ailment that can only be resolved by thunder method, so he has been auditing thunder method at Shuji Mountain for the past year."

"So that's it. Then when I go back, I will discuss with Mountain Master Wen and have him come to Toujian Mountain to audit for a year. With such good talent, practicing the sword alone is just blind practice."

Elder Jiao sighed, "It's fortunate that Tower Master Li only allowed duels under the Second Realm, so his talent could cover for his sword technique, otherwise it would have been a joke."

Sun Miaoshu accompanied him with a smile. Was such a sword technique still a joke? He didn't understand.

At this time, Elder Jiao suddenly raised his hand, and a streak of magic light overflowed from his fingertips, flying toward the sky. It soon caught up with the dual souls. He muttered to himself,

"But to dare to control a sword with a soul now, he is indeed a sword seed. I will pass you a method, learn and use it now, let's see how much you can comprehend."

Xiao Shiniang had already stood up and said hurriedly to Qingyu in a low voice,

"Quick, give the Daoist masters seats!"

After speaking, she started moving seats out from the restaurant herself, suppressing the worry in her heart and forcing a smile.

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High in the sky, the sunlight shone on the dual souls. The "Secret Decree of the Long-Life Fetal Primordial Spirit Manifestation" says that when the soul travels, it should first travel at night, then during the day, to avoid being burned by solar fire. But since the beginning of his practice, he had contemplated the Pleiades and absorbed solar fire, so his soul was close to the sun. Plus, his dual souls often resided outside his body, and were already exceptionally tough. At this moment, he felt very comfortable.

At this time, a streak of magic light merged into his soul body. Cheng Xinzhan checked and found it was a sword scripture, called,

"Hunyuan Flying Qi Sword Scripture".

He looked back and found many people surrounding his body, all looking at him.

He thought it might be people from his sect, and the suddenly sent sword scripture should be a gift from his sect.

He scanned it quickly, and soon, the dual souls flying upward met the falling "Taodu".

The sword spirit saw its master's dual souls and began to crow with excitement again.

At this time, the dual souls separated. The Youjing turned into the appearance of Daoist Yuandan and, together with the sword spirit, merged into the broken sword blade. The Shuangling turned into the appearance of the Maori Star Lord and merged into the other broken sword, the hilt connected to half the sword body.

Instantly, both broken swords emitted dazzling firelight, the falling momentum stopped, and they paused slightly. Then, accompanied by clanging sword cries, the two broken swords flew high again!

The two broken swords spiraled and rose, extremely fast, dragging two entangled firelight trails. If this were at night, it would definitely be the most dazzling sight.

At this moment in the morning glow, the huge fire trail looked like a giant bird born from the morning glow, and the two crimson broken swords were the giant bird's eyes.

At this time, there were not many flying swords competing for height in the sky. Looking carefully, there were exactly thirty-six, having reached a height of three thousand feet. The rest were either knocked down or fell on their own.

At this moment, the owners of the flying swords that were still flying high had their eyes on the Yingyue Mirror, looking at their rankings, while the owners of the fallen flying swords had their eyes following the falling swords downward. Gradually, they saw the fire giant bird. They were surprised. It had been so long, did these two flying swords only just draw their swords?

But when they looked carefully again, they realized that these weren't two flying swords, but clearly the two broken sections of one flying sword!

They soon remembered that this was the sword that was attacked at the beginning, the sword that was besieged.

The two broken swords flew higher and higher, faster and faster, going against the current among the falling swords in the sky.

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