I'm sorry, my child is still in the hospital. Plus, I've been tired lately and I caught a bad cold yesterday, so I really don't have the energy to write. I wanted to write a request for leave, but now that Qidian has changed, the VIP chapter must be at least 1000 words, which means that there will be a fee, so I didn't write it. After all, it would be too much to charge for a request for leave.
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Dang dang dang …
The distant sound of the bell came from Huanzhen Mountain. Wang Yan and Guibo followed behind a group of people, walking up the seemingly endless stone stairs towards the Nirvana Temple.
Liu Zhaoxian did not walk fast, just like an ordinary old man walking up step by step. His Qi dynamic changed as he moved. At least in Wang Yan's senses, Liu Zhaoxian's Qi dynamic, which was originally like a spark and was extremely hard to detect, had now become like the dust of heaven and earth. If it wasn't for Wang Yan who had locked onto it from the beginning, Liu Zhaoxian would really be like an ordinary person, and Wang Yan would not be able to detect the existence of Qi dynamic.
Was it returning to the natural state? Or was he purposely restraining his Qi dynamic?
Wang Yan could not tell. At the level of Liu Zhaoxian's cultivation, just the two words' Baoyuan 'could not fully explain the mysteries of the state. The inner force was connected to the Qi dynamic, and the Qi dynamic was hidden in the blood and Qi. They interacted with each other, and it was hard for outsiders to see the real or fake. However, under such senses, Wang Yan had a little enlightenment in his heart. He could not help but enter the state of the living dead, and like Liu Zhaoxian, he restrained his Qi dynamic bit by bit to understand the mysteries.
Hmm?
Guibo was the first to sense it. He looked at Wang Yan with slight surprise in his eyes. In his senses, Wang Yan's Qi dynamic was like a flickering candle in the wind, getting weaker and weaker, as if it could be extinguished at any time. This could be a very dangerous sign, but Wang Yan did not seem to have any reaction. He just walked slowly with his head down, and only his eyes were out of focus, as if he was a walking corpse.
Uncle Ghost was greatly surprised when he saw this, and he stretched out his hand with the intention of touching Wang Yan. But right at this moment, he sensed something in his heart, and when he raised his head to look, he saw Liu Zhaoxian turning around and looking at Wang Yan, and there was a trace of admiration in his eyes. Guibo did not understand, but he slowly retracted his hand. In the end, he only moved closer to Wang Yan, firmly protecting him.
Not long after Wang Yan entered the state of living dead, the group finally reached the end of the hundred steps. The Nirvana Temple came into view. This temple located on the mountain was not as magnificent as its reputation. The low temple gate, the dilapidated courtyard walls, and the layout was even smaller than the Shujian Zhuang. People couldn't help but think that this was just a broken temple on the mountain. The only thing that stood out was the octagonal pagoda behind the temple. This pagoda could not be said to be exquisite, and the height of ten meters was not enough to shock people. However, the entire pagoda was covered with the faces of Buddhas with their eyes closed, giving off an indescribable feeling of strangeness.
However, today's Nirvana Temple was destined to be different. The front gate of this broken temple was filled with people. All of them had powerful auras, and every single one of them was a powerful cultivator. Occasionally, there were some who were slightly weaker, but they were all outstanding cultivators from different families.
Ever since the news of Liu Zhaoxian spread across the world, this earth-shattering battle had attracted a lot of attention. It had not even been half a month since they left the Pure Moon Sect and arrived at the Nirvana Temple, but countless people had already arrived at the Huanzhen Mountain. The people on the mountain were only a small portion of the crowd, but they were all undoubtedly powerful cultivators who were qualified to stand here. There were even more busybodies gathered at the foot of the mountain. It was not that these people did not want to go up the mountain, but the Jianghu was a place where only the powerful cultivators were respected. How could normal people from the Jianghu dare to go up the mountain without permission and stand next to a group of martial arts legends or top figures on the Hidden Dragon Ranking?
"Greetings, Brother Zhao Xian."
With the appearance of Liu Zhaoxian, a man with long hair and a long blade on his back stepped out from the crowd. This man looked strong and tall, and his arms were terrifyingly thick. One look and one could tell that this man's martial arts were quite good. Other than that, this man's steps seemed to be followed by the wind. Although it was just a few ordinary steps, it gave people a feeling that he could flash in front of them at any time. Obviously, this man's Qing Gong was also frighteningly high.
Looking at the man, Liu Zhaoxian cupped his hands and said, "Ever since we parted in the Xiaoshan State, Zhao Xian and Brother Sikuo have not seen each other for more than thirty years. Brother Sikuo is still as handsome as ever, but I have grown old."
This man, who Liu Zhaoxian called "Brother Sikuo," was Cold Mountain Blade Lord, one of the Four Wonders among the 15 Martial Arts Legends of the current martial arts world, Li Sikuo. This man was from the One Hearted Clan in the Donghua State, and the One Hearted Clan's background and current status were similar to that of the Aojian Villa and the Pure Moon Clan. The three clans could be said to be of the same branch. This time, Li Sikuo had come especially to support Liu Zhaoxian.
When Cold Mountain Blade Lord heard Liu Zhaoxian's humble words, he could not help but laugh. However, before he could say anything, a bald old man with a big belly beside him said in an indifferent tone, "If you, Liu Zhaoxian, are really old, you should stay on the Sword Worship Mountain and enjoy your retirement. Why do you have to stir up such a storm?"
"Old Monster Stone Heart, I'm reminiscing with Brother Zhao Xian. Who are you to interrupt? Do you think that I, Li Sikuo, have sealed my blade for more than 20 years and don't dare to kill now?! "
Liu Zhaoxian did not respond, but Li Sikuo frowned and turned to look at the bald old man. The bald old man was not a nobody. He was one of the 15 Martial Arts Legends, one of the Five Emperors, and was known by the people of Jianghu. He was known as Perfected Lord Stone Heart.
How could such a person let it go when he was scolded in front of his face? A cold light flashed in Perfected Lord Stone Heart's eyes. He sneered and said, "Li Sikuo, do you think you are one demon or two? This is not your Donghua State. You can't do whatever you want here. Today, I, Han Sheng, will have a taste of your blade technique. Let's see if you still live up to your name after so many years! "
Before he finished speaking, Perfected Lord Stone Heart immediately tapped the ground and shot toward Cold Mountain Blade Lord. No one expected that in this battle at the Nirvana Temple, the other two Martial Arts Legends would fight before the two main characters even started fighting. And the reason was just because of a few words?
This was really unbelievable. After all, these Martial Arts Legends were all people who had experienced many storms and were calm people. How could they get into a fight just because of a few words?
Seeing that a battle was about to start, Wang Yan came back to his senses. He also did not understand the situation before him, but he heard Guibo's telepathic message in his ears. "It seems that these old guys are going all out in order to reach the Innate Realm. Maybe they will use this as an opportunity to completely fall out with our lineage sects. If that's the case, that person might …"
Before Guibo could finish, Cold Mountain Blade Lord shook his hands and clashed with Perfected Lord Stone Heart. After forcing him back a few steps, Cold Mountain Blade Lord said, "Since you want to fight, I, Li Sikuo, will accompany you to the end. Anyway, I always thought that 15 Martial Arts Legends were too many. This is a good opportunity to get rid of people like you who are just here to make up the numbers!"
As he spoke, the Cold Mountain Blade Monarch's feet moved. Wang Yan couldn't even see his figure clearly. In the blink of an eye, the Cold Mountain Blade Monarch was already in front of True Monarch Shi Xin. He raised his right hand and slashed at True Monarch Shi Xin's waist.
Seeing this, Perfected Lord Shi Xin's expression froze. As he crossed his legs, his body spun like a ball. He put his palms together and attacked Cold Mountain Blade Monarch with Thousand Buddhas Greeting. Although the two of them were fighting, it was obvious that they were not using their full strength. Both of them were still testing each other's strength. Seeing that the two of them were about to exchange another blow, a red light flashed in the sky and approached Huanzhen Mountain from afar. It stirred up gusts of strong wind that sounded like whistling. This movement naturally alerted the people on the mountain. Wang Yan also turned his head to look and saw a giant gourd that was emitting red light floating in mid-air not far away. A white-haired young man with fluttering clothes stood on it.
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