Yu Li had never seen a person like Gao Zhengyang. He was clearly elegant and had a transcendent temperament, like a bright moon and a cool breeze. However, his words were always unconventional, making it difficult for people to adapt.
If another person were to speak like this, it would definitely make people feel that they were frivolous and boastful. Gao Zhengyang, on the other hand, had a unique charm. He could make his words sound very convincing and interesting.
Even with Yu Li's insight, she couldn't see what kind of person Gao Zhengyang was. She calmly changed the topic and found that Gao Zhengyang was very knowledgeable. There was very little in the world that he didn't know.
The important thing was that Gao Zhengyang had his own ideas and system. No matter what, he could put forward his own opinion. Once he decided on something, he wouldn't change it.
Every time Yu Li wanted to argue, Gao Zhengyang would change the topic.
As they chatted, Yu Li found that Gao Zhengyang had the initiative in the conversation. However, because of her eagerness to win, she was unknowingly led by the nose by Gao Zhengyang.
Yu Li calmed down and found that the sun was setting in the west. It was already afternoon.
Winter days were short, but she had been here for at least four hours. She didn't feel that it was long.
Indeed, as her master Ming Yutian said, the unknown could stimulate people's interest.
What Gao Zhengyang said was not too beyond her understanding, but the angle of observation and unique and brilliant ideas made her very fascinated.
Yu Li also had to admit that Gao Zhengyang was an extremely charming person.
She got up and saluted Gao Zhengyang. "It's getting late, I'll take my leave first."
Gao Zhengyang stood up and sent Yu Li to the door. "You're welcome to come often."
Yu Li rode her sword back to Heaven Seeking Peak's Clear Mind Temple. This was the place where Ming Yutian practiced sword techniques. Ming Yutian became the sect master and stayed here all year round. On the contrary, he rarely went to Yin and Yang Palace.
"Looking at you, it seems like you had a lot of harvest?"
Ming Yutian looked out the window with a deep gaze.
At this time, the sun was half set. The hundred thousand snow-covered peaks were painted with a layer of scarlet light. The clarity of the snow, the height of the mountain, and the rays of the sunset were enough to form many levels of wonders.
Yu Li and Ming Yutian stood side by side, looking at the snowy scenery outside the window. Yu Li sighed softly and said, "I won't get tired of this scenery even after a hundred thousand years."
"Actually, I got tired of it after a thousand years."
Ming Yutian sighed softly and said, "We cultivators have long lifespans. Our bodies won't age, but our souls will continue to age. Just like the founder of the sect, a mighty Primordial Fruit cultivator who had attained eternity. Under normal circumstances, only the end of an era would lead to death. But why did the founder leave so early? Is it because his spirit has aged and he has lost interest in everything … "
The lifespan of an ordinary person was no more than a hundred years, but when one was past middle age, it was already very difficult for them to feel new things and burst forth with strong interest or desire.
When they were in their seventies or eighties, their desires were greatly reduced. At this time, even if the human body's functions were still fine, they were already showing signs of aging.
The problem xiuzhe had to face was even more serious. Jindan xiuzhe could live at least a few hundred years. Deducting the time spent in closed-door cultivation, he still had more than half of the time left, and he had to find a way to spend it.
It was fine for xiuzhe at this stage, after all, they still had a long way to go.
But when they reached the Primordial Fruit level, the problem that xiuzhe faced was very serious. This was because they could no longer find a path forward. In their long lives, they had experienced everything that could be experienced.
Primordial Fruit experts would often develop a strong sense of weariness towards their long lives. Thus, those powerful Primordial Fruit experts would often die without a cause.
This was because their souls had already decayed and lost all vitality. Although they could exist without thought like trees, what was the point of that kind of existence?
To Primordial Fruit experts, they had to find something to do. Moreover, the things they did had to be interesting and exciting.
Thus, it was often incomprehensible that so many Primordial Fruit experts liked to mess around.
In this regard, the simple thinking great yao had an advantage. Their thinking was simple and didn't need to think too much. Instead, they could live purer and longer.
But this kind of great yao was far weaker than cultivators of the same level in terms of power. In reality, it was completely a difference in intelligence.
Ming Yutian was actually already very old. According to her age and seniority, she didn't need to teach disciples. No matter how outstanding a genius was, the sect had a complete and perfect cultivation system.
The most important reason why Ming Yutian accepted Yu Li as a disciple was that she was young enough, intelligent enough, and full of vitality.
She could see Yu Li improve, grow, and change every day. To Ming Yutian, this was a very good way to pass time and give her a sense of accomplishment.
From this aspect, Ming Yutian actually needed Yu Li more. Of course, Ming Yutian had too many choices.
It was just that a genius disciple like Yu Li who had a compatible temperament wasn't easy to find.
Ming Yutian also didn't want Yu Li to grow too quickly. With her current cultivation, she still had a long time ahead of her. She quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and found that it was actually quite boring.
Ming Yutian also sensed that the laws of this realm were changing. She couldn't say whether this change was good or bad, but the power she could control was constantly growing. She wasn't happy.
The increase in the power of the Primordial Fruit experts meant that all the Primordial Fruit experts were becoming stronger. The destructive power was also becoming greater. In the long run, this wasn't a good thing for this realm.
All of these changes had just begun, so Ming Yutian didn't feel the need to be nervous. Based on this situation, it would take at least tens of thousands of years for a major change to take place.
For an Primordial Fruit expert, tens of thousands of years was long enough.
Ming Yutian wasn't even interested in thinking that far ahead. As long as her power was still there, everything could be controlled. Deep down, she even hoped that the world would change dramatically.
Perhaps this was her chance to break through again.
Inheritances, sects, secret techniques, and so on were actually never the top priority in Ming Yutian's heart. She also observed Gao Zhengyang with an interesting attitude.
The Yin-Yang Sword Art naturally couldn't be passed on lightly, but it didn't matter. It just depended on whether she was happy or not.
If someone else was better than her at cultivating the Yin-Yang Sword Art just by obtaining it, that would be strange.
Although the Yin-Yang Sword Art was wonderful, how one cultivated it was a personal matter. At the thirteenth level, one didn't pay much attention to secret techniques.
Gao Zhengyang understood this, which was why he came to the Yin-Yang Sword Sect to exchange for the sword art. He believed in the knowledge and breadth of mind of a thirteenth level expert, and was more willing to obtain a secret technique with reference value than to tightly hold on to it.
Cultivators like Mo Zi and Yu He were too far apart, so they naturally couldn't understand this principle.
Although Yu Li was Ming Yutian's closest disciple, she didn't understand her true thoughts. But she was very smart and had already understood some of Ming Yutian's meaning.
No matter how beautiful the snow was, one would get tired of looking at it for a thousand years.
Ming Yutian had cultivated the Yin-Yang Sword Art for tens of thousands of years, so she must have long since gotten tired of it. She preferred fresh things.
Yu Li grasped Ming Yutian's thoughts and knew what to do. Indeed, exchanging sword arts sounded crazy, but it wasn't feasible.
She thought for a moment and said, "Master is right, the unknown is more interesting and can stimulate people's desire to explore. Gao Zhengyang is very interesting. His style of doing things is very different, and I can't grasp his thoughts at all … "
Ming Yutian nodded. "If you have nothing to do in the next few days, go and chat with that guy."
"Master, don't worry, I know what to do." Yu Li nodded.
Since she was young, she had always looked down on her peers, and no one could compare to her. Suddenly, she met someone from the same generation who seemed to surpass her in all aspects. This also stimulated Yu Li's desire to win.
Ming Yutian smiled. "I went to investigate, the Bright Moon Sword Master was a very mysterious expert. I'm also a little curious, what kind of inheritance such an expert would leave behind … "
The next day, Yu Li visited Gao Zhengyang at the same time.
"Your master is the Bright Moon Sword Master?"
Yu Li and Gao Zhengyang chatted for a while before getting to the main topic. She asked curiously, "The Bright Moon Sword Master was an expert from hundreds of thousands of years ago. Forgive me for being presumptuous, but how is he now?"
"The Bright Moon Sword Master isn't my master, I only obtained his inheritance."
Gao Zhengyang wouldn't randomly recognize a master. He only had one master in the entire universe. Although he had learned many other inheritances, they weren't master and disciple.
A dignified thirteenth rank Divine Emperor couldn't be careless about this kind of matter.
"En?"
Yu Li was quite surprised. Gao Zhengyang wasn't the Bright Moon Sword Master's disciple?
She couldn't help but ask, "Then who is your master?"
"A stubborn old man with no reputation."
Gao Zhengyang thought of his master, Jue Mie, and felt a little emotional. Unknowingly, Jue Mie had been dead for almost two thousand years.
Yu Li was even more surprised. Gao Zhengyang obtained the Bright Moon Sword Master's inheritance, but he wasn't willing to be his disciple. This person was really interesting.
Yu Li muttered to herself before saying, "You aren't the Bright Moon Sword Master's disciple, so can you make the decision to exchange the Bright Moon Sword Art for the Yin Yang Sword Art?"
She smiled apologetically at Gao Zhengyang. "This matter is very important, I need to ask clearly. Otherwise, if the Bright Moon Sword Master comes looking for us in the future, it would be hard for us to explain. "
"Naturally."
Gao Zhengyang said with certainty, "The inheritance is in my hands, I can use it however I want."
Yu Li looked at Gao Zhengyang's eyes and suddenly asked in a serious tone, "Then why do you want to exchange sword arts?"
"I heard that the Yin Yang Sword Art is very profound, and I have already reached the end of the Bright Moon Sword Art inheritance. I just want to learn a few more sword arts, so as to be inclusive … … "
Gao Zhengyang's reason was very simple. Although Yu Li wasn't convinced, it was still reasonable.
Yu Li actually wanted to ask. Since the Bright Moon Sword Art was passed down by the Bright Moon Sword Master, then it must be a thirteenth rank sword art. Gao Zhengyang was only at the eleventh rank, how did he reach the end?
But asking like this was too rude. Gao Zhengyang could be unbridled, but this was not her style.
Yu Li said, "The so-called exchange must have a foundation of fairness. This is called an exchange. The Yin Yang Sword Art is my sect's supreme secret. Forgive me for being blunt, but I have never heard of the Bright Moon Sword Art. "
"I understand what you mean. You want to say that the Bright Moon Sword Art is not qualified to exchange with the Yin Yang Sword Art."
Gao Zhengyang was very understanding, "It is human nature to be suspicious of something you don't know. No matter, I can prove that the Bright Moon Sword Art is qualified. "
"En, how does Daoist want to prove it?"
Yu Li was even more curious. There was no objective standard to judge the quality of a sword art.
It was not like gold, which could be judged based on its color and quantity. Or magic tools, which could be graded according to their power.
Secret techniques like sword arts were actually very difficult to make an accurate evaluation. More importantly, Gao Zhengyang might not be willing to take it out for them to evaluate.
"It's very simple, we can use our swords to determine who is better. Whether the Bright Moon Sword Art is good or bad, we can use our swords to compare. "
"Cultivation is different, swords are different, and people are different. Even if Daoist wins, it might not be able to prove that the Bright Moon Sword Art is superior. Even if Daoist loses, it doesn't mean that the Moon Sword Art is bad. "
Yu Li didn't agree with Gao Zhengyang's idea. The strength of an individual depended on the individual. Winning or losing couldn't completely explain the problem.
Gao Zhengyang smiled and said, "This isn't a problem, I believe I can prove the value of the sword art. Your sect can send people, if I lose, I will turn around and leave, never to mention this again. "
Yu Li's eyes narrowed, Gao Zhengyang's words were a bit too arrogant.
The Heaven and Earth Sword Sect had over ten million sword cultivators, among which there were over two hundred Nascent Soul sword cultivators.
This was the foundation of a large sect. Nascent Soul cultivators had a long lifespan, each generation producing three to five. As time passed, the number of Nascent Soul and Primordial Spirit cultivators would increase.
Fortunately, the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect's territory was large enough and this world was rich in spirit energy, so it could raise so many strong cultivators.
Although Yu Li reached Nascent Soul at a young age, she didn't dare to look down on cultivators of the same level.
Gao Zhengyang, on the other hand, didn't fear the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect at all. He even dared to say such words by randomly sending people!
Yu Li said seriously, "This is not child's play, Daoist shouldn't joke around."
Gao Zhengyang said indifferently, "I'm not joking. You can send people, if I lose, I will turn around and leave. "
"Do you know how many cultivators my sect has?"
Yu Li's expression turned slightly cold. She originally admired Gao Zhengyang, but she didn't expect Gao Zhengyang to be so arrogant and ignorant.
"You're right."
Gao Zhengyang thought for a moment, then said, "Then let's have ten matches. If I lose one, I will immediately leave. Your sect can send people as you please, there is no limit. "
Yu Li said coldly, "If my master goes, what will you do?"
"Divine Lord Imperial God? Hahahaha … "
Gao Zhengyang laughed loudly, "Divine Lord going down to give me pointers is exactly what I want. Even if I lose, I have nothing to say. "
Yu Li was stunned, this Gao Zhengyang was really confident. But thinking about it again, she felt that she was thinking too much.
If her master went down, then it would be the sect that couldn't afford to lose. He clearly didn't want to exchange sword techniques, so it didn't matter if Gao Zhengyang won or lost.
She sighed inwardly, in the end, even though she was a level lower in the scheme, she completely didn't think of this point.
Yu Li stood up and said, "Then it's a deal. My sect has a Sword Testing Peak, ten days is enough for our sect's annual competition. After the competition, I can experience fellow Daoist's sword techniques … "
"Okay."
Gao Zhengyang said with a smile, "I'm a little excited to experience the Two Rites Sword Technique."
Yu Li looked deeply at Gao Zhengyang, then waved her sleeve and flew into the sky on her sword.
When she returned to Clear Mind Temple and saw Ming Yutian, she couldn't help but complain, "I just discovered that Gao Zhengyang looks extraordinary, but he is arrogant, arrogant, and ignorant!"
Ming Yutian, who was lying on the long bench and reading a book, slowly put down the book and said with some amusement, "Heh, little Yu Li is actually angry, this Gao Zhengyang is quite capable."
Yu Li's thoughts were always very deep, her personality was indifferent, and she rarely showed strong emotions. The last time she was this angry was when she was nine years old, losing one move in the small competition. She was so angry that she couldn't sleep for the whole night.
Ming Yutian was a little curious as to what Gao Zhengyang said to make Yu Li so angry.
"I asked him how he could prove that the Bright Moon Sword Technique has value, and he actually proposed a sword competition to prove it …"
Yu Li briefly recounted the matter and asked her master, Ming Yutian, "Master, do you think he is arrogant and ignorant?"
"Maybe he really does have the ability."
Ming Yutian was quite open-minded. With her age and experience, it was difficult for her to get angry.
Gao Zhengyang's words were not very pleasant to hear, but it was useless for him to say it. In the end, this kind of thing had to be done with the sword.
Yu Li's eyes widened in disbelief, "Master, do you believe he can beat all of us?"
"I don't believe it."
Ming Yutian said with a smile, "I'm just suggesting a possibility."
Yu Li said, "I already promised him. When the competition is over, I'll arrange for him to go on stage. I'll let him see that although our Two Rites Sword Sect is full of women, he can't behave atrociously. "
"Good, good, good. I'll also go watch the show."
Ming Yutian's eyes turned as he suggested, "Why don't we take out some good stuff as a reward for defeating Gao Zhengyang."
"Then there will be too many people and it won't be easy to arrange."
Yu Li didn't want to make things complicated. Just based on Gao Zhengyang's arrogant words, no one in the sect could tolerate it. There was no need for a reward to stimulate them.
If there was a reward and everyone wanted to go on stage, then it would be troublesome.
Ming Yutian had only said it casually. She wasn't interested in this kind of small matter. "Alright, you arrange it well. I'm going to watch the show."
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. The Two Rites Sword Sect's year end competition had also begun in the Sword Trial Peak.
Although it was called a small competition, it had actually gone through several rounds of selection. Only those who were at least at the seventh step were qualified to go on stage and compete.
Fortunately, the Sword Trial Peak was large enough. The Sword Trial Stage inside had three layers of thirteenth step arrays. As long as one received a fatal injury, the array's power would immediately be activated and they would leave the array.
Therefore, one could go all out in the sword competition here.
Sword cultivators didn't have so many tricks. It was basically a competition of sword techniques. The duels between sword cultivators were especially fierce. A single mistake would cause one to be slashed by a flying sword.
Ming Yutian, who didn't appear for many years, appeared in public. All the participating disciples did their best.
The scene was quite bloody. Fortunately, with the protection of the array, no one would die.
The Sword-Testing Stage's terraced stands were densely packed with disciples. These disciples all wore the same blademaster robes, but the colors were different. They were divided into different areas.
More than a million disciples were watching the battle. They looked unusually orderly and full of power.
The audience below could not sit still in such a big scene. However, with the sect master personally present, no one dared to speak loudly.
Sword Rite Hall Master Mo Zi was one of the sect's higher-ups. Although he didn't have much power, his treatment was second only to the sect master. He had his own seating area.
Mo Zi's seat was not far from Ming Yutian. They were in the same row. However, there was also an array in the middle to ensure that the seats were independent.
Mo Zi rarely saw Ming Yutian. He often didn't show his face for decades. She was also a bit surprised to see Ming Yutian.
Her disciple Yu He was very excited and said to her, "Master, I want to go down and compete with Gao Zhengyang."
"He's a nascent soul cultivator. What are you going up for?
Are you going to lose face? "Mo Zi reprimanded. The Sword Trial Stage wouldn't be dangerous, but she couldn't afford to lose face.
The sect would send an expert to deal with Gao Zhengyang in the first round. They couldn't let him show off here.
Yu He was a bit unhappy. He lowered his head and mumbled, "I'm also a golden core cultivator. It's not like I can't compete with him."
Mo Zi glared at Yu He. His disciple really had no taste. Gao Zhengyang might be arrogant, but he must be very powerful. Yu He, a mere golden core cultivator, also wanted to take advantage of him. He was thinking too much.
The competition lasted for a whole day. After many rounds of selection, Yu Ling finally stood out and won first place.
Yu Ling was also a nascent soul cultivator. Although she was young, her talent in Sword Dao was even higher than Yu Li's. Many people were optimistic about Yu Ling's future.
This time, Yuling had earned first place in the minor competition, and it could be said that she deserved it.
Of course, this kind of competition was only for new disciples. Experts of the Yu generation and above usually wouldn't participate in this kind of competition.
Yu Ling was very excited after winning first place. She saw Ming Yutian and asked to fight, "Sect Master, please let me deal with that ignorant madman. I won't lose face for the sect. "
Yu Li said worriedly, "Junior sister just fought a hard battle. You should rest first."
"No need, I'm full of vigor."
Yu Ling had an ordinary appearance, but there was a strong killing intent between her eyebrows. Her aura far surpassed Yu Li's. Yu Li naturally wasn't convinced by this Senior Sister Yu Li.
Yu Li understood what Yu Ling meant, but she didn't want Yu Ling to go up. It wasn't because of selfishness, but she felt that Yu Ling's sword intent was too strong. Compared to the calm Gao Zhengyang, she was much weaker.
Ming Yutian didn't care, "You won first place. That's fine, you can go."
Yu Ling was very excited after getting permission. She rode her sword and landed on the Sword Testing Platform. She pointed at Gao Zhengyang and said, "Dual Rites Sword Sect's Yu Ling, please give me some pointers, Dao Friend Gao Zhengyang."
Gao Zhengyang rode a faint cloud and landed on the Sword Testing Platform.
When Gao Zhengyang appeared, the entire place was in an uproar. One had to know that there were millions of sword cultivators watching. When they all voiced their dissatisfaction, the sound waves were almost tangible, pressing down on Gao Zhengyang from all directions.
Gao Zhengyang had seen this kind of scene many times, so he didn't care at all. His smile became even more relaxed and calm.
"Please give me some pointers." Yu Ling was an impatient person. She cupped her hands and was about to attack.
"Wait a moment."
Gao Zhengyang waved his hand, telling Yu Ling not to be impatient.
"What?" Yu Ling's gaze turned cold, thinking that he was looking down on her.
Gao Zhengyang said, "I don't have a sword, can I borrow someone's sword?"
The crowd was in an uproar again. He came to the Dual Rites Sword Sect to compete but didn't bring a sword, what was the meaning of this?
Yu Li raised her voice and said, "I have a Spirit Butterfly Sword, I'll lend it to Dao Friend for now."
The Spirit Butterfly Sword was also a rank eleven flying sword. It was a blue sword that was less than two feet long. When it flew, it emitted a blue light like a butterfly, hence its name.
This sword wasn't a weapon for killing. After Yu Li personally forged it, it had never seen blood before. Usually, it was just for playing with.
Gao Zhengyang received the Spirit Butterfly Sword. The quality wasn't bad. He could see that Yu Li wanted to make him lose.
"A very good sword."
Gao Zhengyang stroked the sword's blade. With a flash of light, he had temporarily refined the Spirit Butterfly Sword.
Yu Ling said impatiently, "Is it done?"
Gao Zhengyang nodded, "It's done."
"Watch my sword …" Yu Ling shouted. The purple sword light suddenly brightened, as if a purple sun had appeared out of nowhere.
The grand and sharp sword light also caused the crowd to cheer.
"Thank you."
As Gao Zhengyang's indifferent voice sounded in Yu Ling's ears, a perfect sword light that was as calm as the moon was deeply imprinted in Yu Ling's eyes.
Yu Ling was shocked, but before she could react, she had already been cut into four pieces by the sword light.
In a spray of blood, Yu Ling was outside the Sword Testing Stage. She stood there in a daze, not understanding what had just happened.
The deafening cheers also came to an abrupt end under the sword light that was as perfect as the moon.
The sudden silence made the atmosphere of the Sword Testing Peak strange.
(End of Chapter)
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