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The sun was setting and the last rays of the sun shone down on the newly built grave, casting a long shadow under the sunlight. Ying Feiyang stood in front of the grave, bowed and said, "Taoist priest's act of killing people and robbing their belongings is not something that should be done by the righteous path. I have no regrets in killing you today. But in terms of the sword, Daoist Priest is able to forge ahead and bring forth new ideas in this [Primary Dan Sword Technique]. Although there are still some flaws, it is a hundred times better than those who stick to the rules. It can be seen that Daoist Priest is also a person who loves the sword. Today, I won by luck. Daoist Priest, please rest in peace. "
Afterwards, Ying Feiyang faced the mound and explained the whole story of the battle just now. There were a total of twenty-three moves of the [Original Dantian Sword Technique], and if one were to break it within the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, there would be very few people in the world who could do it. Naturally, Ying Feiyang did not have the ability to do so. Therefore, after skimming through the [Original Dantian Sword Technique] once, with his keen perception, he chose the fiercest and strongest move, "Three as One, Dan Sword Formation." After that, he used the rest of his time to break through this move. Although he still exceeded the estimated time, he finally found the flaw in this move.
Ying Feiyang's comments before the battle started were not nonsense, but hit the nail on the head. Taoist Hei Song's moves were indeed incompatible with his sword, and his sword was incompatible with his heart. That was why he deliberately spoke arrogantly and acted as if he was going to decide life and death with one move. It was so that Taoist Hei Song would not dare to be careless and would use the strongest move of the Dantian Sword Formula from the very beginning — "Three Talents Unite as One, Dan Sword Formation".
Although the power of this move was the strongest, it focused on the unity of heaven, earth, and man, combining the sword, man, and Jindan into one. However, Daoist Hei Song's technique, sword, and person were not compatible. Although he was skilled in sword techniques, he seemed to be able to execute the technique perfectly, but in fact, the flaws were hidden within. It was just that even Daoist Hei Song himself was unaware of these flaws.
As a bystander, Ying Feiyang had a clear view of the battle. He continued to observe the battle between him and Yu Boyue and noticed the incongruity. The essence of the Sever Formula that he used was: "All things are not perfect. Those that hide themselves, there is nothing that cannot be severed!" Therefore, this flaw was infinitely magnified by the Sever Formula. In the end, within one move, the sword would be broken and the person would die.
If Master Black Pine had slowly fought against Ying Feiyang, he would have been able to gain the upper hand by relying on his foundation. However, he had been led astray by Ying Feiyang from the very beginning. He had used sword moves that had been seen through by Ying Feiyang, which was why he had died in one move.
Ying Feiyang stuck the Hei Song Sword upside down in front of the grave and said, "That Quenching Nether Sword does not belong to you. You killed its original owner and took it by force. The sword must have an evil aura accompanying it. I don't know the original owner of the Quenching Nether Sword, Lord Xuanshui, and I don't know where you buried him. However, since his name is Xuanshui, I will put the Quenching Nether Sword in the water and let it float. It can barely be considered to have returned to its original owner. As for this Hei Song Sword, although it cannot be bent, it is still a proud and mighty sword. Let it protect the peace in front of your grave."
At this moment, Yu Boyue walked out of the forest with a wooden tablet in his hand. The edges of the wooden tablet were shaken as if it was torn from a tree. He slammed it in front of the grave and the wooden tablet sank a few feet into the ground. On it was written, "Grave of Daoist Hei Song from Tiexian Temple, erected by Yu Boyue, a rogue cultivator of Feiyun Island." He said coldly, "Those who kill should be killed by others. It is karma for you to end up like this. However, your luck is not bad. Fellow Daoist Ying was able to bury your body so that it would not be exposed in the wilderness and leave a tombstone here. At the same time, people will also remember that Hei Song once existed in this world. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Just by looking at the words "Yu Boyue, a rogue cultivator of Feiyun Island", Ying Feiyang felt gratified. Daoist Hei Song went to the Shangqing school to pay his respects but never returned. Although Tiexian Temple was a small sect, if they were to put in the effort, they would be able to find some clues sooner or later. At that time, it would be quite troublesome.
Yu Boyue left his name on the tombstone. It was obvious that he wanted to take responsibility for Hei Song's death. If someone came to seek revenge in the future, he would not implicate the righteous Ying Feiyang. This kind of behavior was quite righteous.
Ying Feiyang wanted to accompany him but he suddenly thought of an idea that would satisfy both sides. He said, "Brother Yu, your injuries are not light. Is there a place to heal?"
Yu Boyue smiled and said, "I am a rogue cultivator wandering the Jianghu. I can rest anywhere."
"Perhaps Brother Yu doesn't know this, but I belong to the Directorate of Heavens now. If Brother Yu doesn't mind, with your ability, you can naturally become a guest of the Directorate of Heavens. On one hand, you can recuperate from your injuries, and on the other, you can communicate with the people of the Directorate of Heavens and improve together. Ying Feiyang added in his heart, "Thirdly, I see that you have a good temperament. You are a person who knows how to repay kindness. I will let you stay in Si Tiantai as a spy. This will save my Senior Apprentice Brother from hiding anything from me and playing any tricks."
Yu Boyue hesitated for a while. Although Si Tiantai's reputation was great in the two capitals and the north, outside the two capitals and towards the south, especially in the sects that were far away from the mortal world, he was looked down upon. In the eyes of those sects, Si Tiantai's guest had a cultivation base but was willing to be ordered around by a weak and powerless mortal. It was really a disgrace to the Heavenly Path cultivators. As a rogue cultivator of the Eastern Sea, this kind of thinking was even more deeply rooted in Yu Boyue. But after weighing the pros and cons, he finally nodded and agreed.
Ying Feiyang was overjoyed and said, "That's great. Brother Yu can go to the fortune-telling stall next to Li's Sundry Goods Store in the east of Luoyang and look for an alchemist called Ce Tianji. Hmm, you just have to do a divination. If it doesn't work, then there is a ninety percent chance that it is him. Tell him your purpose and he will take you to Si Tiantai. Oh right, don't say that I recommended you. You can go ahead now. Don't go the same way as me."
Yu Boyue was also a seasoned person. When he saw that Ying Feiyang was hiding something, he naturally knew that Ying Feiyang's objective wasn't simple. However, he didn't expose him and said, "I will remember Fellow Daoist Ying's kindness. Since that's the case, I'll take my leave first."
Watching Yu Boyue's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Ying Feiyang then turned around and said, "You must have waited for a long time. You can't even hide such a fragrant body, so you have to learn from others and hide your tracks."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ji Yaoyue's charming body leaning out from the locust tree behind the grave. Ji Yaoyue's pair of bright eyes swept over the grave, and then stared at Ying Feiyang. She said coldly, "You are quite agile when killing people, but after they die, you still want to waste time digging graves and burying them. Hypocrite!"
Ying Feiyang had long been accustomed to her cold words. He said lightly, "It is my first time killing people, so it is inevitable that I have some feelings. Naturally, I am not as capable as Miss Ji." As a first-time killer, Ying Feiyang's performance was considered outstanding. After personally taking a life, he did not feel emptiness, guilt, fear, regret, or any other negative emotions. It was as if he had just completed a ritual that should have been carried out long ago. Although his heart was a little heavy, he also had a little more understanding of life. For a moment, he was not in the mood to bicker with Ji Yaoyue.
Seeing that Ying Feiyang did not respond to her words, Ji Yaoyue snorted and went straight to the point. She said simply and clearly, "My sister is looking for you. Come with me."
After saying that, without waiting for Ying Feiyang to reply, she twisted her slender waist and flew away like an illusionary butterfly.
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After the human and the demon left, the forest returned to a deathly silence. Only endless weeds were left swaying in front of the grave, as if showing off their vitality in front of the dead.
At this moment, a series of slow footsteps came, breaking the silence. A hunchbacked old man walked over with his waist down. The old man was wearing a shabby linen robe, and his gray and white hair was greasy and greasy. He was wearing a pair of broken straw sandals. He was originally hunchbacked, but he carried a large rattan basket on his back. It seemed that the width of his body was longer than his height, which was very funny. In his hand was a long iron clip that symbolized his identity as a scavenger.
He said, "Close, close, it should be nearby." The old man's turbid eyes kept looking around, as if he was looking for something. As he moved, the rattan basket on his back reflected a flash of blue cold light. If Ying Feiyang was still here, he would definitely be very surprised. The Quenching Nether Sword that was broken into two and thrown into the water was now lying quietly in the old man's basket.
The old man muttered as he used the iron clip to push away the weeds around him. He lowered his head to look for something. If one looked closely at the old man's arms, one would find that although the old man's body was hunchbacked and short, his arms were abnormally strong. Every blood vessel was like a dragon, and every pore was as thick as a volcano, as if it could erupt at any time from the pores. Different from the dark yellow skin on his body, his hands were black with a hint of red, and there were even some burn scars. It was as if the hands were forged from fire, hard and strong.
"Found it!" The old man walked to the front of the grave, and his eyes that had more white than black flashed with joy. He stepped on the ground with his hemp shoes, and the Black Pine Sword that was buried in the grave broke out of the ground. The old man used the iron clip to clamp the two parts of the Black Pine Sword, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to be blooming with joy. He praised, "Good iron, good iron, there's hope! There's hope! "After saying that, he also clamped the Black Pine Sword into the rattan basket on his back.
Black Pine and Quenching Serenity, these two excellent weapons, just two hours ago, their masters were still using them to kill each other. But now, these two broken swords that had lost their masters, were like brothers in hardship, nestling in between the narrow rattan baskets. Along with the bumpy road, the swords clashed with each other, giving off a crisp sound …
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