"Testing the sword? Sure!" Li Qingshan agreed without much hesitation. "I see that fellow Fu must be bored out of his mind, so please give me some pointers."
No one expected the battle to begin before the fifth of the fifth of the fifth month.
… …
In the quiet room, the seven lots all dispersed, turning into streaks of light. Papers scattered in the air.
Ann casually picked up a piece of paper. She held a brush in her other hand and wrote a few simple strokes, before folding it and handing it to Ma Buyi.
"Don't show it to too many people."
Heavenly secrets could not be divulged. It was not that there would be terrible consequences if it was divulged, but that it would easily become inaccurate. If everyone knew the results of the divination, and Blood Shadow learned that there was an ambush, the divination would naturally not be accurate.
"Mm." Ma Buyi opened it and took a look. He could not help but show an expression of disbelief. The time and location were actually written on it.
After all, the results of his divination were not only rough on the location, but even the time was very vague, covering a large period of time. This was already very impressive. Foresight was not that simple in the first place.
Ma Buyi had long since been certain that once Little Ann succeeded in Foundation Establishment, her divination would definitely be even more powerful than his. However, reality made his deduction come to nothing. This was not just powerful, it was simply far too powerful.
Thinking back to a few days ago, when Wang Pushi asked him to predict Blood Shadow's whereabouts, he had said, "This is not something a Foundation Establishment cultivator can do." He practically blushed. As it turned out, it was not that Foundation Establishment cultivators could not do it, but he could not.
"Wait!"
Ann was about to push open the door and leave. Ma Buyi called out to him from behind.
Ann stopped, but she did not turn around, waiting for him to speak.
"Fellow Little Ann, please enlighten me. Just what is the use of this information?" Ma Buyi bowed deeply.
"Karma." The karma Little Ann spoke of was the karma of Buddhism. Every cause must have an effect.
The reason she could so accurately predict Blood Shadow's whereabouts was not only because of her extraordinary talent. It was also because her divination was no longer limited to the Cloud Bookcase of the Seven Lots. It also originated from the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty.
The Buddhists placed great emphasis on karma and the cycle of fate and reincarnation. If a Buddhist disciple wanted to cultivate to an extremely high realm, it was almost impossible for them not to cultivate in this aspect. "Fate Connection" was even directly used as a label for a realm.
The Buddhist almighty who became the White Bone Bodhisattva. Even the best among them couldn't know their fates. What right did he have to say that he wanted to exterminate Buddhism?
Within the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty. It was even more profound than the Artifact Forging and Alchemy Chapters. It was not called the Divination Chapters, but the Destiny Chapters.
Fate was a predestined fate that could not be changed. Even the diviner could not escape the shackles of fate.
Such as Ma Buyi, Elder Destiny, and the other fortune-tellers. What he could see was only the surface of the River of Destiny, where the waves were surging. The waves were treacherous, filled with variables and uncontrollable factors.
However, true fate lay in the depths of the River of Destiny. While there would be undercurrents, it was much more stable than the surface. Whoever could go deeper would be able to grasp the future.
It was only after Little An had stabilized her cultivation of the first layer of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty and used the Cloud Bookcase of the Seven Lots as her foundation that she gained a sliver of understanding towards this Fate Connection. Following the path of karma, she could see through the waves of the River of Destiny and grasp the slightest bit of immutability amidst the endless changes.
Karma? Only in a daze did Ma Buyi recall that Little Ann was actually a Buddhist disciple. However, no one could connect this unparalleled young lady before them with the ancient Buddha lamp.
While Ma Buyi was thinking, Little Ann had already pushed open the door and left.
… …
"Looks like fellow Fu has decided to go easy on me?" Li Qingshan studied the surroundings before looking at Fu Qingjin.
The Clear River prefecture was densely populated with rivers and lakes. Li Qingshan and Fu Qingjin were currently on a large lake near the prefectural city. This place was clearly extremely suitable for Li Qingshan to unleash his power, which was why he asked this question Just now.
"The scenery here is picturesque. It's a great place to test your sword. I also want to see the limits of your swordsmanship." Fu Qingjin smiled faintly.
"Then watch my sword!"
Li Qingshan gripped the Heavy Water sword on his back and swung it as hard as he could, kicking up a huge wave that lunged towards Fu Qingjin.
Fu Qingjin formed a seal with his hand, and green light shimmered at the tip of his finger. He swung it gently from top to bottom, cutting through the wave like he was cutting through a piece of paper.
The wave parted, and a figure appeared. Li Qingshan burst out of the wave. The Heavy Water sword swung down with the momentum of splitting mountains and rivers.
Fu Qingjin seemed to have anticipated this a long time ago. He ignored the swinging sword and lunged forward. He used his finger like a sword and stabbed it towards Li Qingshan's heart.
As soon as they struck, it was a battle to the death, a battle to the death.
Boom! A huge gorge appeared on the calm surface of the lake, kicking up a huge wave several meters tall and shaking up the entire lake.
Li Qingshan brushed past Fu Qingjin, standing with their backs to each other.
"Very good. You have the talent to become a good swordsman." Fu Qingjin turned around, and a strand of hair drifted down.
"Really? What talent? " Li Qingshan looked back. His heart ached slightly. If the sword Qi at the tip of Fu Qingjin's finger had penetrated another three inches, it would have reached his heart.
"Fearless in the face of danger, daring to decide life and death."
Fu Qingjin used his finger like a sword and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. Green light shone, making his eyebrows and hair look green. With a wave of his hand, it turned into a three-foot-long green light and flashed over. Before the sword even struck, the sword's momentum was like a huge net, firmly enveloping Li Qingshan.
The sword intent pressed towards the center of his eyebrows, causing a ripple in Li Qingshan's sea of consciousness. He could not help but feel dispirited and negative emotions. He felt that he could not block this sword at all and that all struggles were futile.
Li Qingshan let out a wild roar and slashed this sword intent. The Heavy Water sword turned into layers of sword shadows. It was like a calligraphy master was waving his brush and splashing ink, writing a majestic calligraphy masterpiece. In an instant, it disintegrated Fu Qingjin's sword momentum.
Before the surface of the lake calmed down, an even bigger wave appeared. Under Li Qingshan's control, it turned into endless sword Qi and pounced towards Fu Qingjin.
"What an exquisite sword technique. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."
Fu Qingjin was like a small boat in the raging waves. As the waves rose and fell, it seemed like he would be capsized at any moment. However, as he drifted along with the waves, he remained safe and sound. Only when he could no longer dodge would he use his sword fingers to gently slash and avert the danger. He had been carefully observing Li Qingshan's sword technique.
Previously, when Fu Qingjin and Li Qingshan worked together to deal with Strong Stone, he had caught a glimpse of Li Qingshan's sword technique and felt that it was somewhat familiar. Now that he saw it again, the feeling of familiarity arose again.
Li Qingshan and Little Ann's sword techniques originated from the Cursive Sword Calligraphy. Fu Qingjin had the experience of sparring with Little Ann before, so this sense of familiarity was not without reason. He had spent his entire life studying the sword, so his sensitivity and understanding towards sword techniques surpassed his memory of faces. As long as he saw it once, he would keep it as a memory, never forgetting it.
However, after looking at it for a while, he felt like he could not match any of the sword techniques in his memory. This was not unheard of. He knew far too many sword techniques, and the memories he inherited from the Green Ruins sword basically encompassed everything. It was just like how it was far too normal for two people to look alike in a sea of people, so he did not suspect anything.
Although Li Qingshan's sword techniques had also come from the Cursive Sword Calligraphy, his ability to comprehend them paled in comparison to Little Ann's.
If Little Ann could comprehend a hundred percent of it, then he could only comprehend thirty percent. Moreover, his sword techniques were more suited to his personality, which was bold and unrestrained. It was very difficult for Fu Qingjin to connect the two.
The Heavy Water sword missed again. Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, and the muscles in his arms bulged. He forcefully turned the sword around with his great strength and swung it towards Fu Qingjin.
The tip of Fu Qingjin's finger lit up with resplendent green light. He pressed it against the Heavy Water sword, right at the weakest point of the sword. However, as he knocked the Heavy Water sword away, he felt his finger ache as if it was about to snap. He was surprised, "What great strength!"
He did not dare to receive it head-on, using the force to drift far away.
"Fu Qingjin, you're not even willing to draw your sword. Are you looking down on me?"
Li Qingshan was filled with battle intent. He could no longer care about his fake politeness. With a clang, he rested the Heavy Water sword on his shoulder and called out straightforwardly.
Not only did swinging this sword require a lot of strength, but it also consumed a lot of spiritual energy. However, at this time, the Arts of the Boundless Ocean showed its effects. The consumed spiritual energy was quickly replenished, and there were no signs of a lack of energy.
"This Green Ruins sword won't point at a friend. You don't want the sword you've just obtained to be damaged right now, do you? "
Fu Qingjin stroked the hilt of the sword gently and smiled in an extremely graceful manner. He was like a courteous king who had paid three visits to a thatched cottage to have a heart-to-heart conversation with the generals and strategists he had taken a liking to. There was not the slightest bit of hypocrisy.
Li Qingshan felt nauseous. Who's your friend? In another month, I'll personally cut you down.
Fu Qingjin continued, "Your swordsmanship is very good, but it seems incomplete. When you turn, there are some shackles, so there will be openings."
"What openings? As long as I can kill, that's fine." Li Qingshan could not help but admire Fu Qingjin. This bastard truly was impressive with the way of the sword, far surpassing him. He could actually see through the flaws in his swordsmanship in a short clash. When it really came down to a battle of life and death in the future, he would probably suffer a little in this aspect.
Apart from Fu Qingjin's own talent and hard work, the legacy from the Green Ruins sword played a huge part in this as well. The past masters of the Green Ruins sword were all astounding figures. Although their bodies were no longer around, their hearts of the sword remained in the sword forever.
Fu Qingjin said, "Please lend me this sword for a while."
"Take it!" Li Qingshan was taken aback before casually tossing the Heavy Water sword over. I'd like to see what you're planning.
The moment Fu Qingjin gripped the hilt, his presence suddenly changed, becoming wild and unruly. He swung the Heavy Water sword, unleashing a powerful, wild, and bold sword style.
It seemed rather familiar to Li Qingshan. "Isn't this my sword style?"
However, all of the openings had been made up for. He could turn and turn as he wished, flowing continuously. He swung it more and more freely, and it became even more powerful.
"This sword style doesn't suit my temperament. I can't unleash its full power. Just Now, it can only be a demonstration. I hope it'll be of some help to you. We should go back. "
In that moment, Fu Qingjin pulled back his sword style and tossed the Heavy Water sword back to Li Qingshan.
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