The result of the battle in the Verdant Canyon had been decided. The zither and the flute were gone, and no one could stop the charge of thousands of iron soldiers. Jun Mo could not do it even if he was not injured. Even if Liu Bai suddenly changed sides, he could not do it.
The Academy could only retreat to the Verdant Canyon for a while. The West-Hill Divine Palace had already prepared a plan for them.
Ye Hongyu no longer paid attention to the situation in the Verdant Canyon. She turned around and walked towards the sacred sedan. Although she was injured, she looked calm and steady.
In terms of state and strength, there was still a gap between her and Jun Mo. However, she was good at fighting. Most importantly, she was very calm and did not limit the battle to just two people because of pride.
This was a battle between the West-Hill Divine Palace and the Academy.
She was not fighting alone.
Therefore, this battle would end with the West-Hill Divine Palace's victory.
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Countless iron cavalries arrived. Smoke and dust rose and the Verdant Canyon was restless.
Second Brother stood in front of the Verdant Canyon. The iron sword had already left his hand and turned into a dark sword radiance. It swept back and forth in the field within a radius of a thousand feet in front of him.
The iron sword was heavy and square-shaped, but its flying speed was surprisingly fast. The seemingly blunt and edgeless sword body tore the armor of the cavalrymen apart like tearing paper, causing blood to spurt out of them.
Even if the sword only brushed past the enemies, the cavalries' chests collapsed and their bones were broken as if they were hit by a small mountain. The horses that were hit by the iron sword kept falling over.
From time to time, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground could be heard in front of the Verdant Canyon. The smoke and dust grew thicker, and the people groaned. Countless cavalries fell off their horses and died.
However, human power was limited.
Second Brother's speed and angle did not show any signs of slowing down. However, everyone knew that the Psyche Power in his sense of perception was being consumed at an extremely fast speed. If he allowed this situation to continue, no matter how vigorous his Psyche Power was, there would come a time when it would be exhausted.
What was even more chilling was that the cavalrymen of the Divine Hall were not afraid of the iron sword at all. No one knew whether it was because they saw the prospect of victory or because they were inspired by the teaching of the Great Divine Priest of Revelation, but they kept charging fearlessly. The number of cavalrymen rushing to the Verdant Canyon was increasing faster than Second Brother's killing speed!
Several cavalrymen successfully broke through the iron sword, brushed past Second Brother's body, and rushed toward the Verdant Canyon.
Second Brother waved his right hand but did not recall the iron sword. Instead, he directly controlled the iron sword to slash across the field outside the Verdant Canyon. More than ten cavalrymen were neatly cut in half like straws.
Then he glanced at the cavalrymen.
A long time ago, Ning Que had asked Master Yan Se what kind of state Second Brother's Knowing Destiny State was. Master Yan Se thought for a while and said, "As long as he looks at you, you will die."
Second Senior Brother glanced at the cavalrymen.
The Psyche Power in his sense of perception broke through the air and entered the minds of the cavalrymen accurately and wantonly. Although the cavalrymen were not cultivators, they had brains, so they died.
However, this was just a scene on the battlefield, just a corner of the raging ocean. It could not affect the overall situation. When countless cavalrymen charged forward without any regard for their own lives, everything would be crushed.
Xu Shi and Chen Pipi both said that there was no cultivator in the world who could stop the cavalry charge, unless he had surpassed the Five States and become an extraordinary being.
Xu Shi used to be the top military man of the Tang Empire, so he knew the power of the cavalry the best. Chen Pipi was a young genius of Haotian Taoism and had studied in the Academy for many years, so he knew the rules of the cultivation world the best.
Therefore, the conclusion made by these two people could stand the test.
Second Brother was very strong. He had reached the peak of the Five States and stood at the Knowing Destiny State for many years. Even when facing the Sage of Sword Liu Bai, he had to challenge his confidence. However, he had not crossed the threshold after all.
In front of thousands of cavalrymen, he waved the iron sword. His armor was scorched and tattered, and his face gradually turned pale. He looked like a black reef in the raging waves, and no one knew when it would collapse.
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No one knew whether the Headmaster had done it intentionally or not. Anyway, the disciples of the Second floor of the Academy had been at the peak of their respective fields for many years. When they were together, they were the most perfect and powerful combination.
The combination of the Second floor of the Academy could fight against powerhouses like the Abbey Dean of the Zhishou Abbey or the Chief Monk of Scripture with a slight change. They could also stop hundreds of thousands of troops from advancing, just like in the Verdant Canyon.
It was a pity that the whole world was fighting against the Tang Empire. The Academy, which could defeat any enemy once united, had to be exhausted and was forced to split into several groups.
Several people were fighting against the West-Hill Divine Palace hierarch at the back of the mountain of the Academy.
Eldest Brother was fighting against the most powerful opponent of the Academy.
Although the disciples who appeared in front of the Verdant Canyon were equally powerful, they were not perfect. There were loopholes, and this loophole was captured by Ye Hongyu today.
In the specific situation of the Verdant Canyon, Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo played the key roles. Although their states were ordinary, they played a very important role.
Because in the world, only the two of them could enter the Tao through Rhythms.
So they were loopholes.
Because they were irreplaceable.
So Ye Hongyu could use her own failure or even death to gamble on them.
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Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo sat under the canopy. Their faces were pale, and there was blood in front of them.
Beigong's face was full of unwillingness and pain. He stretched out his trembling fingers, trying to tie the strings on the zither again, but he could not exert any strength.
There was only one string left. Even if he could play it, how could he make a song?
Wang Chi took two handfuls of pills and nervously stuffed them into his Senior Brothers' mouths. He said in a trembling voice, "I'm fine."
Sixth Brother held an iron hammer and stood in front of the canopy. He silently looked at the battlefield not far away. He looked at the cavalry that had broken through the iron sword and was charging towards them. He slowly clenched his fists.
Mu You looked at Second Brother's figure, which was faintly discernible. It seemed that he would disappear in the next moment. Her beautiful face was full of nervousness and worry. Her fingers that were holding the red string trembled slightly.
If the cavalry rushed over, the tactical array she controlled would be the last resort of the Academy disciples.
But she knew that there were too many cavalry and their impact was too strong. The tactical array alone could not stop them.
Fourth Brother had participated in the design of the tactical array, so he knew this very well. So he did not look at the battlefield or the red string in Mu You's hand. Instead, he kept calculating on the sand table, frowning.
Just as Ye Hongyu had planned, he found that he could not figure out any way to solve the current crisis.
Because the strings of the zither were broken and the flute was bleeding. There was no one else in the world who could make the zither and flute play.
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At the bottom of the pit of despair, there was always hope.
For example, at the bottom of a dry well, there would sometimes be clear water seeping out, and sometimes there would be a big reversal.
Just when the cavalry was about to reach the Verdant Canyon.
Just when everyone thought that the zither and flute would never play again.
A zither played in the Verdant Canyon.
The sound of the zither was crisp and gentle.
But when it entered everyone's ears, it was a soul-stirring story.
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The autumn wind blew.
A scholar came to the Verdant Canyon.
A cotton jacket, covered with dust.
A pair of straw sandals, thousands of mountains and rivers.
The ladle broke into pieces after defeating Master Qi Mei, who had become a Buddha through his physical body.
There was only a wooden stick at his waist.
He walked to Beigong and picked up the zither. He held it in his arms and played it with his right hand.
There was only one string left on the zither.
His fingers fell on the string.
The zither trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound.
Then his fingers fell again, and the string moved again.
It was just one string.
Instead, he played a song.
The song was peaceful and elegant.
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In the Southern Wilderness.
The zither played in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army.
The song was like a high mountain, like flowing water.
Who would have thought that it was just played by a string?
Around the divine chariot, more than ten red-robed priests were frightened by the sound of the zither. Their singing suddenly stopped.
The magnificent divine chariot suddenly looked extremely shabby in the elegant song.
Deep in the veil of the divine chariot, the wrinkles on the face of the Great Divine Priest of Revelation deepened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With a cracking sound, the bottom of the divine chariot broke and fell heavily to the ground.
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In front of the Verdant Canyon.
Countless cavalrymen landed heavily on the ground, accompanied by rumbling noises.
The peaceful and elegant music had no killing intent, but it killed countless people in an instant.
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There was dead silence in the wilderness.
Only the sound of the zither echoed.
Everyone in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army was shocked speechless.
Ye Hongyu, who was still in the wilderness, suddenly turned around and looked at the Verdant Canyon with a look of disbelief.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation, who looked older than before, looked at the Verdant Canyon and murmured, "Why is he here? Where is the Abbey Dean?"
Beside the quiet carriage.
Liu Bai looked at the Verdant Canyon and said with emotion, "You are lucky to see Mr. First in action. What shocked me most was that he had learned to kill."
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The sound of the zither was faint and faded away.
Until then, there were countless screams in the wilderness in front of the Verdant Canyon. No one knew how many cavalries and injured warhorses were entangled together, struggling desperately.
Eldest Brother looked at this tragic scene and was silent.
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Ye Hongyu did not make a mistake. Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo were indeed the loopholes in the Verdant Canyon. No one in the world could replace the two of them who had entered the Way of Temperament.
But she did not know one thing.
The disciples of the Academy were not cultivating on their own in the back of the mountain. Although they were already the strongest in their respective fields before they were accepted as core disciples by the Headmaster of the Academy, they were willing to study in the Academy. It meant that they were sure that they could learn better knowledge in the Academy.
It meant that there was someone in the Academy who could teach them.
This also meant that that person was stronger than all of them in their strongest areas.
That person was not the Headmaster of the Academy.
Although the Headmaster of the Academy knew a lot, he was a lazy and irresponsible teacher.
Other than teaching the Eldest and Second Brothers, the Headmaster of the Academy had been herding sheep since the Third Brother, Yu Lian. As for the core disciples, he basically did not care.
Someone else was responsible for teaching these disciples.
That person was Li Manman.
He was the Eldest Brother of the Academy.
All these years, he had been teaching in the back of the mountain on behalf of the Master.
Except for Talisman Taoism and fighting, he knew everything that the disciples could do.
Whether it was zither, chess, calligraphy, painting or cooking.
And he was very strong.
All kinds of strongest.
The strongest in the world.
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