The Abbey Dean entered Chang 'an.
Facing the powerhouses of the Academy and Huang Yang, he extinguished the fire of blood on the Buddha beads, waved his sleeves and broke the Divine Demon Realm, waved his hand to summon the Tianqi, and broke the thousand-year city wall with a sword.
The streets were filled with ruins, the snow in the sky was burning, and the raindrops kept falling. All of these scenes only proved one thing, and that was his strength.
Cultivation in the human world was divided into five states. Crossing the highest threshold was the dream of countless people, but they could never reach the other shore. Over the years, few people in the cultivation world had passed the five states. Any one of them was already a legend or even a myth, such as the Tianqi State.
However, today on the snowy street, the Abbey Dean waved his sleeves and performed the four legendary states, the Infinity, the Quietus, the Tianqi, and the Limitless State. And he did it so casually.
The level the Abbey Dean showed was beyond the scope of the West-Hill Classics and many other cultivation classics. It was beyond the most presumptuous imagination of cultivators. It even seemed unreal.
The rain was still falling. He walked toward the north of the Vermilion Bird Avenue with a peaceful expression.
The majestic power falling from the sky was injected into his body.
With every step he took, he broke through the puddles of water and broke through the sunlight. His aura grew stronger.
The cold rain slid down Yu Lian's face.
She looked at the Abbey Dean who was walking in the rain and said, "It is said that eighteen years ago, you came ashore and beat Wei Guangming down to the mortal world, removing him from the position of the Divine Priest of Light."
The Abbey Dean said, "That's right."
Yu Lian said, "I didn't believe that you could beat a powerhouse of the Tianqi State back to his original state. Until now, I realize that you are more powerful than the legend says."
The Abbey Dean walked slowly and said, "Being powerful is just a relative concept. I am stronger than you and Wei Guangming, but it doesn't mean I am powerful. Just like you are stronger than Xiong Chumo, it doesn't mean you are truly powerful."
Yu Lian asked, "Then what is truly powerful?"
The Abbey Dean said, "Turning the relative into the absolute. That is truly powerful."
Yu Lian asked, "Being stronger than everyone else is truly powerful?"
The Abbey Dean said, "Exactly. If you are invincible in the world, then you are naturally truly powerful."
Yu Lian asked, "Do you think you are already invincible in the world?"
"Crazy Ke is dead, and the Headmaster is gone."
The Abbey Dean looked up at the raining sky and said, "I have no choice but to be invincible."
When he answered this question, his mood was very calm and steady, so it seemed very natural, as if he was talking about whose dishes were the best.
Yu Lian said, "Since you're invincible in the world, why do you still want to cultivate the cultivation method of the Enlightenment Sect? Abbey Dean is the leader of Taoism, but you are the enemy of Taoism. Don't you feel ashamed? "
She was referring to the Abbey Dean's eyes that turned gray when she punched.
That was the Gray Eyes that were born out of the Devil's Great Taotie Technique.
The Abbey Dean said, "Everything in the world belongs to Haotian. Furthermore, you should understand that the Enlightenment Doctrine still worships Haotian. Why can't I use it?"
The burning snow in the sky of Chang 'an City was about to burn out.
Therefore, the rain on the snowy street gradually lessened.
The Abbey Dean walked to a side alley. There was a well at the entrance of the alley. The snow on the edge of the well had luckily avoided the erosion of the rain. It looked white and fluffy, very beautiful.
Only then did Yu Lian loosen her grip.
She had been holding the cotton-padded jacket on Eldest Brother's waist.
When she was talking to the Abbey Dean, Eldest Brother did not participate, because he kept coughing and bleeding. His seriously injured body looked very weak.
Yu Lian kept holding him because she knew that if she loosened her grip, Eldest Brother would forcibly enter the Limitless State and continue fighting with the Abbey Dean at the risk of his life.
Now she loosened her grip because Eldest Brother had a moment to rest. More importantly, it was because the Abbey Dean was close, and the battle between life and death was right in front of them.
At this moment, a person suddenly climbed out of the ruined house by the street.
It was a young man wearing a straw hat.
He ran back from the West-Hill, back to Chang 'an, back to the Academy.
Thousands of miles of clouds, moon, dust, and soil had made him much thinner.
He could no longer be described as chubby. He could only be described as burly.
This was probably the description that a man should be.
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For many people, the Abbey Dean of the Zhishou Abbey was already a legendary figure.
The rain and snow in Chang 'an today proved that the Abbey Dean was indeed a legend.
But a legendary person was still a human being.
The first words that came out of his mouth when he saw his only flesh and blood standing firm and unswerving in opposition to him were no different from those of the ordinary women in the stories.
The Abbey Dean said, "Why do I only have you as my son?"
Chen Pipi lifted a fallen wooden beam in front of him and walked to the middle of the street. He knelt down and said in a trembling voice, "Father, but I am also a student of the Academy."
The Abbey Dean looked at his son who was kneeling in the rain and said, "You are so weak. How can you choose a side?"
Chen Pipi had been regarded as a genius of Haotian Taoism since he was a child. He was also the youngest cultivator to enter the Knowing Destiny State. But the three people on the street were all far stronger than him. The Abbey Dean was right.
He said, "I always want to try."
The Abbey Dean looked over Chen Pipi's head and fell on Eldest Brother who was covered in blood on the street. He said, "Is it worth it just to let your Senior Brother rest a little longer?"
Chen Pipi said, "I just tried my best."
The Abbey Dean said, "The Academy deserves your best, but Haotian Taoism doesn't?"
Chen Pipi did not turn back to look at Eldest Brother and Third Sister.
But he knew that Eldest Brother had gone through seven days of the most arduous pursuit, fighting against a stronger opponent, and was already exhausted and heavily injured. His Senior Sister's current condition was not much better.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Since I tried my best, I must start from my heart."
He did not directly answer his father's question, but he had already answered it.
It was his heart that allowed him to break the tactical array of the Zhishou Abbey so that Eldest Brother could come and go easily. It was also his heart that allowed him to rush back from the West-Hill and confront his father on the street.
The Abbey Dean's expression became calmer and calmer. He said, "I can give you no chance."
Chen Pipi said, "Father, please give me one last chance. I have no other request."
The Abbey Dean said, "After trying your best, you will have no second thoughts?"
Chen Pipi said, "Exactly."
The Abbey Dean said, "Very good."
Chen Pipi stood up and wiped the rain and dirty water off his face. Then he slowly raised his arms.
His fingers were slightly trembling.
Because he was going to use the Natural Stream Magical Finger. Because his enemy was his father.
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Eldest Brother wanted to stop the battle because he thought it was wrong to kill a father.
Yu Lian only said one sentence to stop him, "If the Academy is going to be destroyed, you must at least give Pipi a chance to try his best. Otherwise, how will he spend the rest of his life?"
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Chen Pipi used the Academy's no-boundary intent to control the Natural Stream Magical Finger.
The Qi of the finger crisscrossed in the drizzle like a swallow returning to the woods. It was naughty and eager to go.
It was pointing to the east, but the Qi of Heaven and Earth condensed like a sharp blade, stabbing from the west.
The finger was shaking like grass in the wind, but the finger intent was gentle and beautiful like a lotus leaf in the lake.
The last time Chen Pipi used the Natural Stream Magical Finger was on a New Year's Day. That day, Sangsang held the quilt and stood outside the back garden of the Chang 'an Local Government.
This was the second time he made a move in the truest sense.
And it was also his most powerful attack.
Facing the finger intent that broke through the rain, the Abbey Dean showed a gratified expression.
This was what he had taught Chen Pipi.
He was very satisfied with the state and ability that Chen Pipi had shown.
So he was gratified and decided not to be too harsh on Chen Pipi.
He reached out his index finger and pointed at the air.
He decided not to kill his son.
A gust of wind, the sound of rain, the sound of flute, and the sound of drums were heard.
The finger intent that crisscrossed in the street was instantly broken into countless pieces.
Several muffled sounds were heard.
Chen Pipi fell into the rain, covered in blood.
His limbs and joints were all injured by the finger intent. The bloody holes were ghastly and he looked extremely miserable.
The Abbey Dean also used the Natural Stream Magical Finger.
This was the real powerful Natural Stream Magical Finger.
Chen Pipi couldn't move. He sat in the rain like a man before his execution, crying loudly.
He was crying very sadly.
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