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It was summer and the sun was blazing. Only the heatwaves came wave after wave, but there was not even a slight breeze. Even the cicadas seemed to have melted on the trees, making weak chirping sounds from time to time. WwW.AiQuXs.cOM
On such a hot and stuffy noon, one should be at home, taking a nap under the shade of a tree. But on the official road, a group of people on horses braved the scorching heat.
There were about twenty to thirty people, and all of them were dressed like Taoist priests. In the middle, there was a palanquin with a curtain carried by eight people. Behind the palanquin were two big flags. The flags were drooping listlessly on the flagpoles, but the patterns on the flags could still be seen. On the left was a wild dragon stretching its claws out to the clouds, and on the right was a fierce tiger roaring in the wind. The left dragon and the right tiger formed a famous sect.
Longhu Mountain, Celestial Master Path!
If the White Horse Temple was the origin of Buddhism, then Mount Longhu was the ancestral court of Taoism. Ever since the first Celestial Master, Zhang Daoling, obtained the Laojun Sword Seal and Talisman Seal, wiped out hundreds of ghosts and opened his own sect, Taoism appeared in the form of a sect. After Zhang Daoling became an immortal, the position of Celestial Master was passed down from generation to generation. Every generation of Celestial Master Zhang was appointed by the imperial court to lead everything in Taoism. However, during the dynasty, the Celestial Master Taoism was on the decline. Instead, it was the branch that evolved from the Celestial Master Taoism, the Maoshan school, that caught up later. After Sima Chengzhen, who went to the Shangqing school, entered the court, he replaced the Celestial Master Taoism in charge of the Taoist books of the world and became the number one sect in Taoist Taoism.
On the palanquin, the current Young Celestial Master, Zhang Running, placed his swords horizontally across his knees. The swords formed a pair, one long and one short, each about three feet and seven inches long. The blades were narrow and long, dark yellow, and the patterns on the swords resembled the scales of a coiling dragon. The handguard was carved in the shape of a coiling dragon, and on it were the words "Dragon Thorn". It was two feet and six inches long, and it was completely black. The body of the sword was broad, and the ridge of the sword was thick and heavy. The blood groove in the middle of the sword had already been dyed a dark red that could not be washed away. The sword hilt was shaped like the head of a ferocious tiger, and the two words "Tiger Split" on the hilt was the name of the sword.
The Dragon-Tiger Dual Swords had once accompanied Zhang Daoling to slay a hundred ghosts at night. After a thousand years of inheritance, it was already the symbol of the Celestial Master Sect's power. WwW.AiQuXs.cOM
There was not a speck of dust on the sword. Zhang Running continued to wipe the sword. The more he wiped the sword, the colder it became, and the hotter his heart became!
The Celestial Master Path. After a hundred years of decline, the previous Taoist Masters were all mediocre people. On the contrary, the Shangqing school produced many heroes. The thirty-fourth Sect Master, Sima Chengzhen, was an even more amazing and brilliant person. With the disposition of a celestial being, he ruled the Taoist sects that entered the human world. The Celestial Master Taoism became the vassal of the Shangqing school. At that time, people only heard of the Shangqing school, not the Celestial Master Taoism.
Now that Sima Chengzhen was dead, the shadow that shrouded Mount Longhu seemed to have dissipated. Zhang Running, the Young Celestial Master of the Celestial Master Taoism, was also known as the number one talent of Mount Longhu in a hundred years. This time, he went down the mountain to show his talent in the Buddhist and Taoist Conference and take back the glory that belonged to the Celestial Master Taoism.
Polishing the sword was supposed to calm the mind, but Zhang Running could not stop his emotions from surging. At this time, he heard the rumbling of horse hooves coming from outside. Looking over, he saw dust rolling as far as his eyes could see, and cold light flashed. It seemed that a large number of people were rushing over. Although there was still some distance between them, the cold fighting intent could be felt from afar. The hearts of the people of Mount Longhu shivered, and they thought to themselves, "I heard that the Six Dao of Evil Annihilation reappeared and even blocked the people of the Shangqing school. Could it be that he has his eyes on the Celestial Master Taoism again? " The people of the Celestial Master Taoism were as if they were facing a great enemy, but when the sound of horse hooves approached, they realized that there was only one person coming, a horse!
The rider was heroic. He was riding a tall, well-proportioned horse, and there were two jars of wine on the horse. The rider was like a tiger, and the horse was like a dragon. Behind the rider was a basket of sharp swords that flashed with cold light, which caused the people of Mount Longhu to misjudge the number of people.
The horse was extremely fast, like a hurricane, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of them. The rider on the horse pulled on the reins, and the galloping horse fell to the ground. The rider had already carried the wine jars, and carried the basket on his back.
"What a hot damn weather!" The rider cursed. He slapped the clay seal on the jar, and raised the jar high above his head. The wine poured down. Rather than saying it was drinking, it was more like he was taking a shower. After the long sword on his back was soaked with wine, it looked even colder.
"Who are you! What do you want by blocking the way here! "A Chancellor of the Celestial Master Taoism said.
"I am Ying Feiyang, and I wish to see the young Celestial Master of Mount Longhu!" Ying Feiyang wiped his mouth and said heroically.
"Ying Feiyang?" Zhang Running opened the front curtain of the sedan, and saw a person standing in front of it. His expression changed, and he said, "You are Ying Feiyang, the one who defeated Ren Jiuxiao in the Sword Trial of Ling Xiao Sword School and won first place?"
Ying Feiyang said, "First place is correct, but you might not be able to defeat Ren Jiuxiao. Do you know Ren Jiuxiao?"
Zhang Running nodded, "The Celestial Master Taoism and Ling Xiao Sword School are both Taoist sects. When I was young, I visited Ling Xiao Sword School with my father, and we communicated with each other. I also played with Ren Jiuxiao for a period of time, and we can be considered friends."
Ying Feiyang sneered, "That's strange. Ren Jiuxiao, that brat, looks like his nose is in the sky, how could he have friends?"
Zhang Running's face stiffened, but he had guessed correctly. He said that he played with Ren Jiuxiao for a period of time, but in fact, he was exaggerating. Ren Jiuxiao had been arrogant since he was young, and although the Celestial Master Taoism had declined, everyone had a sense of superiority from the source of Taoism in their bones. Zhang Running was no exception, and naturally, there was no lack of fights between him and Ren Jiuxiao, so how could they play together?
Zhang Running was two years older than Ren Jiuxiao, and he already had a small foundation at that time, while Ren Jiuxiao had just started learning swordsmanship. At the beginning, Zhang Running always won, but Ren Jiuxiao improved very quickly, and not long after, he was on par with him. Although Zhang Running was touted as the most talented person in Mount Longhu in a hundred years, he still had lingering fears about Ren Jiuxiao's aptitude.
When Ying Feiyang came, he was quite rude, and Zhang Running was not in a good mood at this time. He said, "You said that you want to see me, what is it for?"
However, Ying Feiyang just looked him up and down, and his eyes seemed to have substance, as if he could see through him, which made Zhang Running quite uncomfortable. Just when he was about to lose his temper, he saw Ying Feiyang turn around and leave without saying a word.
"Stop!" Zhang Running was infuriated, and he held the hilt of his sword and said, "I'll ask you again, what is it that you want to see me for?"
Ying Feiyang sneered, "Young Celestial Master, you've misunderstood. I only wanted to see you, I didn't say that I wanted to see you for anything. Now that I've seen you, it's time for me to leave."
Zhang Running said coldly, "Just to see me? What's there to see about me? "
Ying Feiyang turned around and explained with a smile, "Young Celestial Master, have you ever seen a cockfight? This is a game that is loved by everyone, from high officials and dignitaries to lowly scoundrels in the marketplace. People often let two chickens fight each other and place bets based on this. But if gamblers don't see a chicken fight with their own eyes, who would dare to place a large bet? "
Zhang Running was puzzled, "What does this have to do with me?"
Ying Feiyang laughed, "How can it have nothing to do with you? Now that the Buddhist and Daoist Conference is in an uproar, it's much livelier than a cockfight. From the immortals and Buddhas to the idlers in the marketplace, everyone is placing their bets. There are already more than ten thousand gamblers, and even if we don't count the immortals and Buddhas, the amount of money alone is more than a million strings of coins, and I'm prepared to place a heavy bet. Naturally, I have to take a look to be at ease. "
Zhang Running's knuckles turned white as he gripped the Dragon Thorn Sword too tightly, and he almost couldn't resist the urge to draw his sword and slash someone. He said coldly, "Are you using me as a cockfight to bet on?"
However, Ying Feiyang remained calm under his murderous gaze. "You're wrong, Young Celestial Master. I'm not betting on you." Ying Feiyang was implying that The implication was that he was admitting that he was using Zhang Running as a cockfight. However, Ying Feiyang ignored Zhang Running's expression and said frankly with assurance, "I am from the Daoist Sect, and should have placed my bet on them. However, with the birth of the Buddhist Goddess, the Daoist Sect's chances of winning are not high, and now that a precious slot has been taken by the ancestor, the Daoist Sect's chances of winning are even lower. If the Daoist Sect doesn't send someone else to compete, I'm afraid that this Buddhist and Daoist Sect will lose without a doubt. Although I'm unwilling, I'm afraid that I can only place my bet on the Buddhist Sect."
The ancestor's blessing. Naturally, it was Zhang Running, who had inherited the position of Young Celestial Master through his bloodline. Zhang Running's expression turned cold, and he laughed, "Then I wonder who would be more suitable. You?"
Ying Feiyang replied without hesitation, "That's right. If it were me, my chances of winning would increase greatly. However, it's a pity that I don't have a prominent background. Even if my cultivation is higher than yours, I still can't snatch this spot."
"Alright. Show me your weapon. This Celestial Master wants to see how you dare to boast that your cultivation is higher than mine. "As he spoke, Zhang Running stood up on the palanquin, and he placed the Dragon Tiger Sword in front of him.
Ying Feiyang's eyes were filled with anticipation. However, he said, "I don't engage in meaningless fights. If you want to compete, that's fine. But you have to bet your spot. After I win the spot, I can boldly bet on Taoism." Ying Feiyang's words exposed his true intentions. He wasn't a gambler, and the Sarira Buddhist Beads were extremely important to him. Naturally, he wouldn't place his hopes on someone else. Hence, he came here today to test Zhang Running's ability. If Zhang Running's cultivation was higher than his, he would naturally give up his position. If not, the quota should be given to someone who was more capable.
The fight for the spot was a serious matter. Zhang Running restrained his aura and hesitated for a moment. However, he heard an angry Chancellor say, "Young Celestial Master, there's no need to be courteous with him. Let's take down this rude brat together and go to Ling Xiao Sword School to punish him!"
Ying Feiyang's eyes brightened. He almost hugged the Chancellor and said, "Thank you for your help!"
Sure enough, Zhang Running no longer hesitated. He said angrily, "Shut up! Do you think I'm someone who wins with numbers? Ying Feiyang, I shall accept your challenge. If I lose, you shall participate in the Buddhist and Daoist Conference! “
"Success!" Ying Feiyang exclaimed in his heart. Before coming here, he had asked Zhang Guanqing about Zhang Running's character and temperament. As he had learned, Zhang Running was quite similar to some of the declining nobles. On one hand, he felt superior because of the glory of his ancestors, but on the other hand, he felt ashamed because of the current decline. It could be said that he was a contradictory combination of inferiority and arrogance. To such people, if one were to ask nicely, they would only put on the attitude of a superior. However, if one were to provoke them with words that looked down on them, they would definitely explode.
Although Ying Feiyang was proud in the past, he was not arrogant or aggressive. However, for the sake of Ji Yaoyue, he could only act differently. He said to Zhang Running in his heart, "I'm sorry, Young Celestial Master. I have no grudge against you. However, for the sake of that beautiful lady, I'll be the bad guy."
Zhang Running continued, "However, what do you want to bet with me?"
"I don't have anything valuable on me. I just took a golden leaf, but I quickly used it to buy a horse, wine, and a sword. I wonder which one would you like, Young Celestial Master?"
"Then use your tongue to bet! If you lose, I'm afraid you won't be able to talk anymore! "
Ying Feiyang smiled calmly. "You're forcing me to win. My tongue is in my mouth. If Young Celestial Master wants it, please give it your all!"
"Alright, after this sword, let's see if you can still talk!" Zhang Running could no longer hold back. He leaped down from the sedan chair and swung the long and narrow Dragon Thorn Sword at will, carrying with it a strange momentum.
That momentum not only boosted Zhang Running's sword, but even Ying Feiyang could feel it. It was as if it had turned into a real object and was coming at him. He seemed to see something appear behind Zhang Running.
It seemed to be some kind of ferocious creature.
No one had seen that creature before, but everyone knew about it.
It was the dragon that soared above the Nine Heavens.
"Good move!" Ying Feiyang was not surprised. Instead, he was happy. He raised the tip of his sword to meet the attack. With a clang, Ying Feiyang felt a tremendous force coming from the sword. It felt like the ground under his feet had sunk. "Interesting!" Ying Feiyang's heart skipped a beat. The strength of his opponent's sword was not because of his genuine Qi, but more like the brute force of his body.
With the intention of testing, Ying Feiyang's sword was soft and strong. Liu Feng's swordsmanship led and diverted the Dragon Thorn Sword. Then, his strength turned from weak to strong, and the powerful Zhenwu Devil-Rinsing Sword went straight down.
However, Zhang Running ignored the approaching sword. Instead, he stepped forward and closed the distance between him and Ying Feiyang. At the same time, he changed his move. With the short sword "Tiger Rend", he took advantage of the close distance and stabbed three times in a row. Every strike was so powerful that the onlookers could even hear the faint sound of a tiger tearing through the air. It was the sound of a tiger roaring.
Short-distance sword strikes should focus on speed and dexterity. However, in Zhang Running's hands, every strike was full of power. The sword in Ying Feiyang's hand was an ordinary sword from a blacksmith's shop. How could it resist the Dragon and Tiger Swords of the Celestial Master Sect? With a shattering sound, the sword was broken.
Zhang Running was not going to let him go. The Dragon Thorn Sword pressed down on his head again. Ying Feiyang used the Star Luo Technique and retreated thirty feet in the air. However, Zhang Running did not chase after him. Instead, he danced with the two swords like a painting, leaving cracks in the air. Then, the wind and clouds changed, and there was lightning in the sky.
"Celestial Master Summons Thunder, God's Power Shakes the World." Zhang Running's eyes were like lightning, and his face was solemn. He chanted a spell, and the Dragon and Tiger Swords kept humming, causing the world to change. Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed and fell from the dark clouds, turning into dazzling blue lightning that wrapped around the Dragon and Tiger Swords. The Dragon and Tiger Swords both turned into a dazzling light blue, and a huge pressure of thunder spread in all directions, making people's hearts palpitate.
"Not good!" Ying Feiyang was shocked. The Celestial Master Sect of Longhu Mountain was known as the source of the world of Taoism. Naturally, it was inclusive. In addition to swordsmanship, the Thunder Summoning Technique was also first-rate in the world.
"Divine Sword Attracts Thunder, Command!" Zhang Running's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed his sword at Ying Feiyang. The two swords in his hands suddenly slashed down from the sky, bringing with it a vast and turbulent thunder! (To be continued.)
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