In the Qing Cheng Mountain, the abbot, Fei Yunzi, wanted to break into the Celestial Master Cave and use the protective array to seal the passage to the World of Ghosts and Souls. However, the Qi of Earth changed and the array lost its effect. He and the remaining disciples were trapped instead. At night, more and more wandering ghosts gathered and Fei Yunzi was trapped. He was desperate and wanted to die. He shouted, "Disciples of the Chang Daoist Temple, listen up! I will cover you. Run if you can!"
Fei Yunzi was humorous and warm-hearted. Although he was not very powerful, he was very popular among the disciples. None of them were willing to leave. "Abbot, we won't leave. We will leave together!"
"Damn it, the Chang Daoist Temple is destroyed. My words are useless now. Leave if I want you to!" Fei Yunzi waved his hand to push back the disciples beside him. Then, he twirled his fingers and used the Thunder Art. Using the Electric Snake as a cover, he rushed into the group of ghosts to cover for the disciples. However, he was like an arrow at the end of its flight. The moment one ghost died, another one would take its place. The disciples could only watch helplessly as the Abbey Dean, Fei Yunzi, was swallowed by the group of ghosts …
At this moment, the Holy Light of Dao poured down from the sky like the moonlight in the dark world, cleansing the dirty world.
The Light of Dao was as gentle as water, pure and flawless. The ghosts near the Light of Dao were melted into the Light of Dao and disappeared before they could even scream.
As the Dao Splendor opened the way, an otherworldly figure descended from the sky. Looking from behind, the person was wearing a white robe with a crane feather cloak wrapped around his slightly thin figure. As he descended from the sky, the crane feather cloak fluttered in the wind, making the person look like a banished immortal descending from the Nine Heavens to the mortal world.
The person landed lightly, his body was as light as a feather, not stirring up the slightest bit of wind. However, within a radius of ten feet, all the ghosts that were difficult to deal with previously in the Chang Daoist Temple disappeared after being shone upon by the light of Dao. The rest of the ghosts hid ten feet away. Even though some of the ghosts had lost their consciousness, their instincts when they were alive still made them fearful of the person who came, and none of them dared to approach.
"Dao Brother, are you alright?" The person who came supported the exhausted Feiyun Zi from behind. His voice was warm and clear, very pleasant to the ears.
"It's you! You've come? " Feiyunzi's eyes, which were as dull as dead ashes just a moment ago, were now glowing brightly. He excitedly grabbed the sleeves of the person who came and said.
"Yes, I'm here, so don't take a break." The man waved his sleeve and gently sent Fei Yunzi to his disciple's side. Then, he calmly walked forward.
"Leave the rest to me." Wherever he walked, the ghosts all shrank back in unison.
The disciples hurriedly supported Fei Yunzi and said: "Monastery Master, should we take this chance to retreat to a safe place?"
"Hahaha!" Fei Yunzi laughed excitedly and scolded, "Safe place? In the entire Nine Prefectures, in the five lakes and four seas, there were few places that were safer than his back! You guys are lucky today. Hurry up and learn from him. If you can learn even a little from him, there will be hope for the revival of our Chang Daoist Temple … Hmm, I'm tired. I'll take a nap first … "
Fei Yunzi's voice became softer and softer. In the end, he revealed a serene smile and slowly closed his eyes.
"Abbey Dean, wake up, wake up!"
"Monastery Head, don't die, open your eyes!" The disciple's eyes were filled with tears as he shouted emotionally.
"What are you howling for? Are you trying to stop me from sleeping? " Fei Yunzi suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily. When everyone was stunned, he closed his eyes again. The disciples looked at each other and realized that Fei Yunzi didn't faint, nor did he die. Instead, he fell asleep under the watchful eyes of the ghosts … This simple action was worth a thousand words of praise.
"What kind of person is in front of us? How can the Monastery Head be so assured?" Everyone was suspicious at the same time. Then, they saw that person slowly walked forward. At the same time, he softly said a word: "Live!"
The end of summer and the beginning of autumn was the time when plants were flourishing. However, due to the pollution of the earth energy, the plants on top of the Green City Peak were already wilted. However, because of this soft word, they regained their vitality!
The moment that person's foot landed, with the tip of his foot as the center, the surrounding plants seemed to be injected with vitality. Immediately, they turned from their original yellow and withered state to a vigorous green.
Seeing the green "circle of grass" spreading, the spirits were disgusted. They overcame their instinctive fear and swarmed forward, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. It was a terrifying scene.
The man put his hands behind his back and didn't stop walking. Instead, he said a word: "Destroy!"
As soon as the word "destroy" was uttered, it was like an order from the god of death. An invisible circle of Qi spread out from his body. There was no dazzling brilliance, no shocking changes, but the ghosts that touched the circle of Qi disappeared without a sound, as if they had never existed.
The disciples were stunned. They didn't understand what was happening. They wanted to catch up with the man and see who he was, but they felt it was too offensive. They only dared to follow him and watch his back.
The man walked leisurely as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. Wherever he went, the plants regained their vitality. Even if the spirits wanted to get close, they couldn't defeat him. In the blink of an eye, he had walked into the Celestial Master Cave.
The entrance of the Celestial Master Cave was narrow, but the inside was spacious. It was the place where Celestial Master Daoling cultivated in the past, and also the place where the crack of Yin and Yang was located. All the objects in the cave were destroyed, leaving only a portrait of Celestial Master Zhang Daoling hanging on the wall. He coldly looked at the place where he lived and cultivated being ravaged by evil spirits. In the middle, there was a crack that looked like the eye of a ghost. Boundless cold air seeped out from it, and from time to time, ghosts climbed up.
The man sighed and continued to move forward. He didn't seem to make any move, but countless light spots like fireflies floated in from outside the cave, emitting a pious aura. They gathered outside the crack and formed a circle of Nine Stars Formation Chart.
"It's the wish of all living beings! He's mobilizing the remaining wish of all living beings in the Chang Daoist Temple! "The disciples saw the clues and exclaimed softly.
As he continued to move forward, more and more wish of all living beings gathered and formed a formation chart. Eight Trigrams, Seven Stars, Six Directions, Five Elements, Four Symbols, Three Talents, Two Polarities … The formation charts piled up inwards, and no one knew how many layers there were. The formation charts were densely packed, profound and obscure, and hidden deep and unfathomable Dao. The disciples of the Chang Daoist Temple knew that this was a rare opportunity, and wanted to observe it. But after looking for a while, they felt their heads swelling and pain, and could only sigh that they didn't have the fortune.
And with every additional layer of the formation, the crack closed a little, and the ghosts in the formation were also squeezed until they disappeared. In the end, he had already walked to the center of the formation, and with one step, he stepped on a ghost that was struggling to emerge from the crack. He completed the last Tai Chi diagram under his feet, and in an instant, the formation charts flowed in either positive or negative directions. The talismans that touched upon the mysteries of heaven shone brightly in the circulation, and it was very dazzling. It forced everyone to avoid looking directly at it.
And when the brilliance dissipated, the crack between Yin and Yang had already closed into a crack, and ghosts could no longer pass through.
Then, the person cupped his hands and bowed to the Daoling Celestial Master Painting that was hanging on the opposite side, and with a wave of his crane feather cloak, he turned around and sat down quietly.
When he turned around, his face appeared in front of the disciples of the Chang Daoist Temple for the first time, and everyone exclaimed in surprise. Although they might not have seen him before, at this moment, everyone had a name in their hearts.
The shadow of a tree, the name of a person. Some people were like this, even if they had never seen him before, they could still know his identity at first glance.
The "Dao Fan" of the "Two Talents of Taoism" in the past, and the current "One Image All Lives" Wei Wushuang, sealed the crack between Yin and Yang here!
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Knowing that Wei Wushuang had arrived at Mount Qingcheng, Shang Ying and her people were relieved. They no longer had any thoughts of supporting Mount Qingcheng, and continued to rush back to Ling Xiao Sword School. After another day, they finally arrived at Ling Xiao Sword School.
Shang Ying and her disciple first returned to Danxia Peak of the sect, while Ying Feiyang went to Qiyun Town on the mountainside, where Qing Ku Taoist lived.
Master and disciple did not have tears in their eyes when they reunited. Qing Ku Taoist only frowned and complained, "I let you go out for a while. Why did it take you so long to come back?" His tone was the same as the countless times he had complained about Ying Feiyang over the years when he came back late from drinking.
Ying Feiyang did not say anything, but took out a full table of wine. Qing Ku Taoist's resentment disappeared, and he happily took the wine and drank it. Ying Feiyang looked around and found that the house had not been cleaned for a long time, and the stove was covered with a finger-thick layer of dust. It was likely that it had not been used since he left. He did not know how his master had survived for half a year.
Ying Feiyang tidied up the room, and went out to buy some daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, chicken, fish, and vegetables in the town, as a welcome dinner.
When it was time to eat, Ying Feiyang told Qing Ku Taoist about his experience along the way. Qing Ku Taoist took a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, as if he was the reincarnation of a hungry ghost. No one knew how much he had heard. At the end of the story, Ying Feiyang could not help but sigh disdainfully, "Anyway, he was once as famous as Wei Wushuang. Look at him, he could make Martial Aunt feel relieved just by telling her his name. And look at you, if I didn't come back, you wouldn't even have a hot meal. Both of you are Taoism's Double Talents, how could there be such a difference …"
"How could Wei Wushuang compare with me?" Qing Ku Taoist said vaguely.
"Oh, if you two fought, who would win?" Ying Feiyang asked with great interest.
"If we met on a narrow road, he would not be as good as me."
"Bullsh * t!" Ying Feiyang said with a face of disbelief.
"If he planned before taking action, when he grasped the right time and the right place, no one in the world could compare with him," Qing Ku Taoist added slowly.
Then he took a breath and continued, "Wherever Wei Wushuang stood, he had the advantage of people. If he had the right time and the right place, he would be invincible. If he had the right time and the right place, he would be unparalleled in the world …"
"What a rare compliment!" Hearing this, Ying Feiyang smiled, no longer worrying needlessly. Qing Ku Taoist had eaten and drank to his heart's content. He leaned back and picked his teeth, saying arrogantly, "I say, Tianming, do you have any confusion about the Sword Principle? Come, let me give you some advice!"
"Call me Ying Feiyang." Ying Feiyang patiently corrected him. He thought for a while and said, "I've learned more and more sword techniques. I want to master them, but I can't find the right way. Master, what should I do?"
Qing Ku Taoist glanced at him and said, "You think too much. Let me ask you, do you know what sword technique the Sword God uses?"
Ying Feiyang was stunned. Like everyone else in the world, he knew Yu Wenfeng's sword technique was divine, but he did not know what sword technique he used. He could only shake his head.
"Then let me tell you, what Yu Wenfeng uses is only a sword!"
Ying Feiyang did not understand. "Master, please elaborate."
"Then listen carefully. Yu Wenfeng entered the Dao through martial arts, and he first learned the Flawless Sword Technique."
"Flawless Sword Technique, what a terrible name. Is it very powerful?" Ying Feiyang thought it must be extraordinary for it to be called flawless. If there was such a sword technique in the world, it would be worthy of the Sword God's name.
Qing Ku Taoist shook his head and said, "It's just a third-rate sword technique."
Ying Feiyang could not help but be stunned. Qing Ku explained, "People who seek fame always like to come up with some earth-shattering names, such as' Divine Fist Shakes the Nine Provinces', 'Silver Spear Stabilizes the South', 'Desert North Swordsman'. The names sound impressive, but the skills are actually not that good. Even the names of secret techniques are like this, not worthy of the name. Not only is the Flawless Sword Technique not flawless, it has a lot of flaws. A normal martial artist can make some progress in three months. How long do you think it took Yu Wenfeng to practice this sword technique?"
"Three days for a normal person!" Ying Feiyang put himself in Qing Ku's shoes and thought it should be so.
Qing Ku Taoist shook his head and said, "It took three years!"
"Three years? How could that be? "Ying Feiyang was very suspicious. Could it be that the Sword God's aptitude was far inferior to a normal person's?
Daoist Qing Ku said, "That's where Yuwen Feng's obsession comes from. He got the sword technique, but he felt that it wasn't as perfect as its name suggested. So, he thought that it was because he didn't practice it enough. So, he spent three years practicing the sword technique that would take him three days to master in three months. The sword technique that didn't live up to its name became real in his hands after three years!"
"It's true!" Ying Feiyang took a deep breath. He knew how intimidating those three words were.
Qing Ku Taoist continued, "When the Flawless Sword Technique was truly flawless in his hands, he began to practice a sword technique called the Flying Shadow Rapid Sword. This sword technique is famous for its speed, but it is also a third-rate sword technique. When this sword technique is mastered, the sky will be filled with sword shadows, and the body of the sword will not be seen. This kind of boast is only heard. However, Yu Wenfeng spent another three years and really achieved it. From that day on, his sword technique was renamed to the Flawless Flying Shadow Sword. "
"After that, he practiced a sword technique called the Meridian Breaking Sword Technique. This sword technique is said to be able to sever one's meridians if one is hit by it. This sword technique can barely be considered a second-rate sword technique, but it is still too exaggerated. At least, one cannot practice sword qi with this sword technique. Yu Wenfeng was still obsessed. Five years later, the sword qi whistled, and the meridians of those who were hit by it were all severed. At that time, Yu Wenfeng was already a top-notch expert in martial arts, and the name of his sword technique became the Flawless Flying Shadow Breaking Sword Technique. "
Ying Feiyang finally could not help but say, "Can't the Sword God come up with another name? Isn't it too long? "
"Do you think he is someone who would put so much effort into naming things?" Qing Ku Taoist glanced at him and asked.
Ying Feiyang rolled his eyes. When he thought of Yu Wenfeng's dull and focused look, he shook his head decisively.
"So in the end, Yu Wenfeng's sword technique is called the Flawless Flying Shadow Breaking Sword Technique! And his sword is worthy of every word in the name. "Qing Ku Taoist finished in a single breath.
Ying Feiyang almost fell. "No wonder not many people know what sword technique the Sword God uses. Ordinary people can't remember this name!"
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