The Udumbara Pure Sect was one of the oldest Buddhist sects in the Tongtian Path. It had been passed down for more than a thousand years since the first Holy Maiden established the sect. The Sect Master was in charge of the secular affairs, while the Holy Maiden was the spiritual leader and governed the Udumbara Pure Sect together.
Now, the current Sect Master and the Holy Maiden led the way together, leading Ying Feiyang to the sacred land of Buddhist cultivators that men rarely set foot in. It could be considered a rare courtesy.
The Udumbara Pure Sect was located on an island in the middle of a lake. It was built near the water and looked quiet and elegant. The pavilions inside were unique and full of charm. The style was different from the buildings of the past dynasties. It was more like the residences of the celestials recorded in the scrolls. Faintly, he felt that the scenery in front of him was somewhat familiar. In the distance, the lake was sparkling and puffing clouds. Along with the sound of water, there was the sound of playing.
"This is the Udumbara Pure Sect. Brother Ying, it's your first time here. What's your impression of this place?" Holy Maiden Ling Xin saw that Ying Feiyang was quiet along the way, so she found an opportunity to talk to him.
Ying Feiyang was slightly stunned. He looked at the female disciples who were washing and playing not far away and then shook his head. "It's different from what I imagined …" In his imagination, as a place of Buddhist cultivation with a long history, it should be a solemn place with green lamps and ancient Buddha statues. However, it was completely different from what he imagined when he heard the cheerful singing of orioles and swallows.
The Holy Maiden saw through his thoughts at a glance and said, "Where did your prejudice come from? The Udumbara Pure Sect also has secular cultivators, and they're all young girls. Do they have to put on a dignified and solemn appearance all day long?"
"That's not for you to say. You're the same age as them. Why don't I see you playing and laughing like this?" Ying Feiyang said softly, making the Holy Maiden speechless.
Su Miaoyin snorted and said, "I've only left for a few days, and this little girl has lost her manners again."
Then, she shouted at the girls, "Why are you playing there again? Come here quickly."
"The Sect Master is back!" The girls exclaimed and ran over hurriedly. They first bowed to Su Miaoyin and said, "Greetings, Holy Maiden!"
He then turned to Ling Xin and said, "Greetings, Holy Maiden." Although they were not lacking in manners towards the Holy Daughter, there was a hint of unwillingness in their tone. The estrangement between them was obvious.
Su Miaoyin said with a sullen face, "Don't you know what that place is? You really have no sense of propriety. "
A young girl pouted and said, "It's fine, Sect Master. It's been thirty years. Even if there was something dirty, it would have been washed away long ago."
Su Miao Yin glared at them and said, "You still dare to talk back? Go back to your room, I'll teach you a lesson later!"
The girls turned around angrily, while Su Miaoyin explained to Ying Feiyang, "Brother Ying, please don't laugh at me. That water area is the place where Di Lingtian died … um … faked his death. I'm worried that there's still some Qi of Five Signs of Decay left, so I don't allow my disciples to get close to it. But this girl has never seen Di Lingtian's ferocious power, so she doesn't take it seriously."
"I see! Back then, when the Six Paths of Reincarnation besieged the Udumbara Pure Sect, it was the Sect Master who created a gap. We broke out of the encirclement and asked for help. Finally, we rushed to Kunlun Mountain to seek the help of Senior Dao Fan and killed Di Lingtian here! " As Ying Feiyang said this, he suddenly sighed. If the dream he saw on the Pure Sky Altar was true, the Creator of Six Realms created the Six Realms of Evil Destruction to guide evil disciples to do good, and to protect the Holy Daughter and the Euthanasia Pure Sect. But unexpectedly, after a thousand years, the original intention was gone, and the Euthanasia Pure Sect and the Six Realms of Evil Destruction became mortal enemies …
As he sighed, he heard the girls looking back from time to time as they walked away, whispering, "Did you see that? That's the Young Master of Guqin and Sword from the Confucian Faction. Is he as elegant and handsome as I said …"
"He's okay … He looks a little poor. Only you can't forget him, Senior Sister."
"Go to hell!"
"What do you think of the Young Master with a sword next to him? I've never seen him before …"
"He looks okay … Hey, why is there a scar at the corner of his eyebrow? He looks so fierce. Ah, he's staring at us, so fierce!"
Although the girls lowered their voices, Ying Feiyang and the others had sharp ears and eyes, so they heard everything clearly.
Xu Tingxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he was criticized by the girls. He stopped and said goodbye, "Faction Leader Su, we came here on the way. Since the three of you have arrived at the Euthanasia Pure Sect, I should return to the Confucian Faction."
Su Miaoyin stopped him and said, "There's no hurry, Young Master Xu. You and Young Master Ying are both young talents, and both of you are the hosts of the Eight Tribes. Before you leave, why don't you spar with each other?"
"Alright, I'll ask for your advice!" Ying Feiyang didn't hesitate at all. He unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Xu Tingxian.
"Aren't you a little too quick to agree?" Xu Tingxian took two steps back to avoid the cold air on the sword. He complained to Su Miaoyin, "Faction Leader Su, I'm a scholar. I don't like fighting and killing …"
Su Miaoyin said lightly, "In exchange, I can help you win a game when you play chess with your Junior Shen in the future."
Xu Tingxian straightened his body instantly and continued, "However, Brother Ying and I feel like old friends at first sight. It's an elegant matter to spar and make friends, so I naturally shouldn't decline."
"You're quite quick to change the topic …" Ying Feiyang was quite speechless.
Xu Tingxian smiled carelessly and said, "How about this, a normal sword spar is too boring. Let's change the pattern …" As he spoke, Xu Tingxian had already retreated a few dozen feet. He took off the zither on his back and sat cross-legged. "We won't use any external power. I'll sit here and play a song. If Brother Ying can step within seven steps of me after the song ends, then Brother Ying's skill will be considered superior."
"Playing a song to make the enemy retreat without using a sword? Young Master Xu is too arrogant! "Ying Feiyang raised his eyebrows. His words already had the intention to win.
Xu Tingxian said, "Brother Ying, don't misunderstand. It's not that I'm looking down on you. The Song of the Seven Strings Sword I practice uses sound to enter the sword. It transforms sound waves into invisible sword energy, and then uses the sound waves to transmit and increase the power of the sword. The power of the sword can't condense if it's too close, and the sound waves have already dispersed if it's too far away. Right now, you and I are thirty feet apart, which is the best distance for me. Within seven steps, the power of the sword song is the weakest. If you step within seven steps, then it's the same as the Song of the Seven Strings Sword being broken. "
Ying Feiyang remembered the short fight between Xu Tingxian and Ren Jiuxiao. He knew that what he said was not false. He smiled apologetically and said, "So that's how it is. I was overthinking it. Let's do as Young Master Xu says."
"Since you've discussed it, then the Holy Lady and I will be the witnesses." Su Miaoyin and the Holy Lady each retreated, leaving the battlefield to the two of them. Then he ordered, "This spar will stop when it's over. Both of you pay attention. Now — begin!"
As soon as he said "begin", a dragon-like cry of the sword could be heard. Ying Feiyang's body was like a flash of light. The man and the sword were one. He swept straight towards Xu Tingxian.
One Stroke Lightning Sword was an extremely simple move. It didn't have any superfluous tricks. However, because it was simple, it displayed the word "fast" to the extreme. It wanted to use speed to break through the strange, and directly entered within seven steps of Xu Tingxian.
However, Xu Tingxian's blade was before him. He was calm and fearless. Suddenly, there was a plucking sound. Ying Feiyang was still far away from Xu Tingxian, but the sound of the string had already traveled over. The sword energy also accompanied the sound of the zither.
The sword energy was traceless and formless, but Ying Feiyang felt that it was sharp and threatening. "What a good way to use sound to enter the sword." Ying Feiyang secretly praised, but he had no choice but to turn around and avoid the sharp edge.
On the other hand, Xu Tingxian plucked the feathers and restrained the palace merchants. The clear and lively sound of the zither was like flowing water. It came from all directions and disappeared in all directions. The sound had no fixed location. The sword energy was also like flowing water. It was everywhere and unfathomable.
Ying Feiyang's feet took strange steps. He shuttled back and forth between the sword energy. He wanted to find a gap to approach Xu Tingxian. However, before the old sound stopped, a new sound was born. The sword energy turned into layers of overlapping waves. It was like a natural moat in front of him. It made it difficult for Ying Feiyang to advance even an inch.
Ying Feiyang frowned slightly. He had already changed his strategy. However, he suddenly stopped. The change between movement and stillness was smooth like moving clouds and flowing water. There was not the slightest bit of obstruction. At the same time, he formed a spell with his hand and stroked the body of the sword. In a split second, a brilliant Buddha's light appeared. A dull sound of the sword also exploded. It was like the roar of a thunder lion.
"Buddha asks Sangharama?" Su Miaoyin saw this move. Although she knew that it was thanks to Ying Feiyang that the Dharma Godly Sword could fill in the gaps, she still couldn't help but exhale.
Ying Feiyang's body moved along with the sword. Accompanied by the loud sound of the sword, the sword blade that was magnified dozens of times turned and slashed towards Xu Tingxian.
Buddha asks Sangharama was also a sword that killed by sound. This move of Ying Feiyang's was to use sound to control sound, use sword to defeat sword, and break the song of the seven strings.
"Use sound to control sound? Difficult! " Xu Tingxian pressed his hands on the strings and plucked lightly. The zither song should have been strong, but Xu Tingxian only played a low note. However, the sound of Buddha asks Sangharama's sword perfectly blended into his rhythm. It complemented the strong note like an accompaniment.
Then, he plucked the strings again. The powerful Buddhist sword move was actually broken by itself. The sound waves were used by Xu Tingxian and turned into a surging sword energy.
"Good break!" When Angel Ling Xin and Su Miaoyin, who were watching the battle, saw this move that was made by the heavens, they both praised in unison. To incorporate the sound waves of Buddha's Inquiry Sangharama into the zither song, using one's spear to attack the other's shield, to be able to break it so ingeniously, in the entire world, only Ting Xian alone could do it.
"There's actually such a way to break it!" Ying Feiyang's horizons were broadened. Using sound to control sound in order to disrupt Xu Tingxian's zither song, his strategy was correct. However, he didn't expect Xu Tingxian to be able to combine the zither and the sword to such an extent, causing him to suffer the consequences of his actions.
The sound waves were absorbed and their power increased. They surged forward like huge waves. The sword energy followed a trajectory that the naked eye couldn't see and enveloped Ying Feiyang. Not to mention approaching Xu Tingxian, it was difficult for him to protect himself from the attack of the sword energy that filled the sky.
Hearing the clear and melodious sound of the zither, Ying Feiyang, who was at a disadvantage, grew anxious. Although it was a competition to learn from each other, Ying Feiyang still had the intention to win. He had always been very arrogant. He believed that among those of his age, other than Angel Ling Xin, no one else could defeat him. However, he was being controlled by someone else when he fought with Xu Tingxian. This was something he had never experienced before.
Ying Feiyang's mood was originally depressed, but he had been enduring silently. Now, an unknown evil energy had grown in his heart. It was hard to suppress, and he wanted to kill everyone.
Suddenly, a sword energy attacked his face. Ying Feiyang tilted his head to avoid the sword energy, but his face was still grazed by the force, leaving a bloody scar.
"It was just a normal competition. Why did I have the intention to kill?" The pain woke him up and he realized that something was wrong with his body. Ying Feiyang was suspicious, but before he could investigate further, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "Hmm? I have an idea! "
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