A sword came from the sky and headed for the Lanke Temple.
There were clouds above the Tile Mountain. The sword broke through the clouds and pierced the ground with a few miles of cloud silk.
The sword was so fast that one could not see its body. They could only see a stream of light. However, it did not seem to bother to hide its power. Therefore, the people on the ground knew that it was a sword.
The Lanke Temple was shrouded in autumn rain. The sword passed through the rain, ignoring Qi Nian and the others in the courtyard. It did not stop because of the approaching smoke and dust. It flew towards the black horse carriage.
The terrifying Talisman Spirit of the Two Talisman remained in front of the black horse carriage. However, the sword did not care. It seemed to be extremely familiar with Yan Se's Talisman Taoism. It easily passed through and pierced Sangsang in the carriage.
Ning Que felt a sharp pain in his sense of perception. Sangsang opened her eyes. Her face was pale. Half of the black horse carriage had entered the peaceful Light of Buddha. However, it seemed to stop there.
The word 'unparalleled' was not enough to describe the imposing manner of this sword that came from the heavens. This sword, or more accurately, the owner of this sword, gave off a strong feeling that if he wanted to do something, he would definitely be able to do it. Because there was a reason, there was a reason. This was the principle of this sword.
It made sense. Therefore, the sword that came from the sky crossed the rivers and mountains in the south of the continent in an instant. It broke through the clouds, passed through the autumn rain, ignored the shocked gazes of the people in the Lanke Temple, and killed Sangsang.
Ning Que had seen a sword on a piece of paper. He had seen and even learned such a powerful sword momentum because it was a matter of course. He knew who the master of the flying sword was.
He knew that it was meaningless to do anything in the face of the flying sword. Therefore, he only held Sangsang tightly in his arms and silently watched the peaceful Light of Buddha in the carriage.
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The people in the Lanke Temple looked at the sword in shock. Qi Nian silently chanted the name of Buddha. Ye Su raised his eyebrows and Tang's face darkened. They had all guessed the origin of the flying sword. Facing the arrival of the Daughter of Yama, even the most powerful man in the world could not remain silent.
At the most critical moment of the battle between the Academy, Buddhism, Taoism and the Devil's Doctrine, the only one who could intervene so forcefully was naturally the strongest person in the world, Liu Bai, who cultivated in the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom.
The Sage of Sword Liu Bai's sword was naturally the strongest sword in the world. Since he had the intention to kill, the Daughter of Yama would not be spared. Qi Nian silently chanted the name of Buddha and slowly lowered his head.
However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.
Just when the flying sword was about to pierce through the black horse carriage and stab Sangsang and Ning Que to death, it suddenly trembled violently. The tip of the sword abruptly rose and flew up close to the back of the black horse carriage. With a swoosh, it scraped off a few yellow tiles of the temple and disappeared into the clouds in the autumn rain.
The black carriage entered the quiet world of Buddha's light and gradually moved further and further away on that deep and serene road. Then, the Buddha's light converged on the chessboard, and everything returned to normal.
There was absolute silence in the back temple of Lanke.
Everyone was shocked and silent. They did not understand what had happened at that moment. The Sage of Sword Liu Bai's long accumulated sword was about to kill the Daughter of Yama in the black horse carriage. Why did it suddenly fly away?
The sword had come and gone in a hurry.
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A moment ago, Eldest Brother stood beside a plum tree in a side hall of the Lanke Temple. His palm landed on a big bell. The bell had stopped ringing. This was the last big bell he had broken.
Just as Ning Que had predicted, Eldest Brother should have appeared in front of the back temple and the black horse carriage in the shortest time possible after breaking the tactical array of Buddha's light.
However, he did not move.
In the autumn rain in the Lanke Temple, Eldest Brother's state was the highest. Therefore, he had sensed the sword earlier than anyone else in the temple. Even when the sword had just flown out of the Sword Hut, he had already sensed it.
Eldest Brother looked in the northwest direction and at the horizon beyond the autumn clouds. His expression suddenly became extremely solemn. Dust spewed out from his old cotton robe and his body shook slightly before he disappeared beside the plum tree.
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In the northwest direction, thousands of miles away from the Lanke Temple, there was a lonely mountain. The three sides of the mountain were smooth stone cliffs that reflected the autumn light. It looked like a sword cut from a stone pillar.
In front of the mountain was an ancient black and white pavilion. This was the sect of the most powerful man in the world, the Sage of Sword Liu Bai. It was the holy land that countless Sword Masters in the cultivation world yearned for: the Sword Garret.
Liu Bai was not in the Sword Garret. Instead, he was in the belly of the mountain behind the Sword Garret.
He sat beside the quiet pool in front of the hut, quietly looking at the scholar in front of him.
Eldest Brother stood in front of Liu Bai. His face was snow-white and his cotton robe was stained with blood. The cotton that had spilled out from the cracks had been coagulated by the blood.
Eldest Brother's position was very particular. He was neither too far nor too close to Liu Bai, just one step away. If one were to use a rope ruler to measure, it would definitely be exactly one foot.
Liu Bai looked at the scholar in front of him and suddenly laughed. He said, "Li Manman, you are the fastest one. Why are you called Manman?"
Eldest Brother said, "Because I am slow, that is why I am fast."
"Because, so, I like this principle the most."
Liu Bai reached out and scooped up some cold water from the pool and sprinkled it on the ground in front of him. He said slowly, "The one foot in front of me is my world. Even the Abbey Dean and the Chief Monk of Scripture dare not stand here. It is meaningless no matter how fast you are."
"Master Yan Se once said this to Youngest Brother. I have also heard of it." Eldest Brother looked at his feet and said, "So I am standing one foot away from you. I have not taken a step forward."
Liu Bai slowly raised his eyebrows. He squinted and asked, "You want to take a step forward?"
Eldest Brother said, "I want to have a try."
Liu Bai said, "Even if the one foot in front of me is my world?"
Eldest Brother said, "If you have a sword in your hand, the one foot in front of you is your world. But your sword is not here."
Liu Bai sighed with emotion and stretched out his hand in the air in front of him.
In the dark belly of the mountain, the light from the cave at the top suddenly dimmed.
The grass hanging under the eaves of the hut moved even though there was no wind.
The water in the quiet pool was rippling even though there was no wind.
A sword flew back from the sky. It turned into a flowing light from the cave at the top of the mountain and fell into Liu Bai's hand.
Eldest Brother bowed to thank him.
Liu Bai looked at him quietly and asked, "You want to protect the Daughter of Yama. Have you ever thought about how to deal with the Underworld Invasion?"
Eldest Brother said, "If the Academy can't cure her, then the disciples of the Academy will stand at the forefront of the human world and fight. We will either win the Underworld Invasion or we will all die. Then we won't have to worry about what to do."
"That still makes sense."
Liu Bai said, "But there is one thing that I still don't understand. If the Headmaster wanted to protect the Daughter of Yama, how could it become like this? Could it be that the Underworld Invasion still can't make the Headmaster change his mind? Even if the whole world says that we can kill them, the Headmaster will not be moved? "
Eldest Brother did not know how to lie, so he did not answer the question directly. He said, "When the teacher has something to do, the disciple will do it. When we can't do it, then we will bother the teacher."
Liu Bai asked, "Can you still do it?"
Eldest Brother said, "If the Sage of Sword doesn't do it, maybe I can."
Liu Bai looked at his pale face and calculated how much cultivation he had consumed today and how badly he had been injured in the process. He frowned slightly and asked, "I want to know how many bones you have broken."
Eldest Brother answered honestly, "Two hundred and six."
Liu Bai was startled and sighed, "You will die like this."
Eldest Brother shook his head and said, "At least I am not dead yet."
Liu Bai sighed and said, "I used to think that after Mr. Ke, Jun Mo was the only lunatic in the Academy. Now it seems that everyone in the Academy is a bunch of f * cking lunatics."
Eldest Brother said, "You flatter me, Sage of Sword."
Liu Bai slowly sheathed his sword and said, "I will fight with you to my heart's content in the future."
At this moment, the most powerful man in the world had already sensed that the aura of the Daughter of Yama had disappeared from this world. He knew that the Academy must have let her escape, so he did not bother to use his sword again.
Liu Bai really wanted to fight with the scholar in front of him. But today, the scholar had traveled thousands of miles in such a short time and was already seriously injured. It was not an honorable victory.
And he did not have the confidence to kill the scholar in front of him.
Eldest Brother thanked him sincerely, "Thank you, Sage of Sword. But I really don't know how to fight."
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It was quiet in the back temple of Lanke.
Master Qishan's skinny palm landed on the back of the chessboard. No one could imagine that such an inconspicuous chessboard could send a horse carriage to another world.
Qi Nian walked in front of Master Qishan.
Master Qishan looked at him and said weakly, "No one can destroy the chessboard of Buddha."
Qi Nian shook his head and looked determined. His slightly pale lips slowly parted.
Since the day the Son of Yama came to the world 16 years ago, Qi Nian had chewed his tongue into his stomach to practice the silent meditation. He had never opened his mouth except when he laughed.
At this moment, he was naturally not in the mood to laugh.
Then, this meant that he was going to speak.
Master Qishan guessed what he was going to do. His expression changed drastically. Buddha's chessboard could not be destroyed, but the Bhadantas of the Buddhism Sect who truly possessed Buddha's nature could sacrifice their own Buddha's nature to forcefully change the speed of time in the world of the chessboard!
Even in the Xuankong Temple, only the Chief Preaching Monk had such an ability.
Master Qishan did not think that Qi Nian had such an ability.
It was not until now that he saw Qi Nian's lips slightly opened that he was shocked to realize how terrifying Qi Nian's state would be after sixteen years of Silent Meditation and breaking out of Zen.
The door of the back temple of Lanke suddenly exploded.
A tall crown appeared in the smoke and dust.
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(Let me talk about the updates. This month, I will try to maintain two chapters a day. If I am in good condition, I will write three or more chapters. When I do not report to everyone, I will write two chapters. If I have to write more, I will report to everyone. Today, I have some problems, so I write more slowly and painstakingly. There will be another chapter, but I really do not know when I will be able to write it.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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