"What kind of reason is this? I just had an affair with you …" Xu Tingxian couldn't help but say, "In the end, I still relied on luck."
"How can you call it luck? This is a reasonable deduction and a bold guess!" Ying Feiyang corrected him without any shame. Then, with an interrogative look, he said, "Now, can you tell me why the Buddha's Heart Relic is in your hands?"
"There's nothing much to say. It's been with me since the beginning." Xu Tingxian shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Perhaps Kinnara colluded with the Extraterrestrial Demons to obstruct the Buddha's Nirvana. Perhaps the eight groups participated, but the relic was kept by Kinnara. In short, the moment I became the King of Kinnara, this relic was with me."
"Oh?" Ying Feiyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"
"Because there was no need. Previously, when we didn't have enough information, the Buddha's Heart Relic was a hot item that had more advantages than disadvantages for us. Once it was discovered, our crimes would be confirmed. After that, we would be chased endlessly. Therefore, the fewer people who know the whereabouts of the Buddha's Heart Relic, the better. Therefore, I chose to bear this burden alone. I alone, bore this heavy secret! "Xu Tingxian initially had some intention of defending himself. But the more he spoke, the more emotional he became. In the end, he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly. He looked like a lone hero.
Ying Feiyang was dumbfounded, "That works too? It was clearly your deliberate concealment that caused the Prison King Ming to die in battle. "
"Hey hey, watch your words. You can't blame me for what happened to the King Ming!" Xu Tingxian denied flatly, "Lu Tianlan used the fake Sarira as a bet to declare war on the Prison-Guarding Wisdom King. He jumped out on his own accord and pushed the crime of stealing the Sarira onto him. For us, this is the best chance to clear our name. Even if we know that the Sarira is fake, in order to draw a line with him and reduce the hostility of the living beings in this realm, this battle is still necessary."
Ying Feiyang nodded in agreement, "That's true. I don't know if Lu Tianlan did it by accident or if he really thought that much. In fact, from the moment he raised the flag to declare war, the Prison King Ming could only accept the battle no matter which side had the relic."
Xu Tingxian continued, "What's more, even if we ignore other factors and only look at it from the perspective of seizing the Tomes of Arcane, if Lu Tianlan wanted to avoid it, it would be extremely difficult to seize the Tomes of Arcane from him. It's rare that he didn't avoid it and directly challenged me to a battle. If we miss this chance, I promise there won't be a second chance. So whether the relic is real or fake, whether I hid it or not, the result won't make a difference."
"The only mistake was that the Prison King Ming was defeated and killed. This can't be blamed on me!" As Xu Tingxian spoke, his reproachful gaze moved to Ying Feiyang.
"Blame me?" Ying Feiyang was stunned. He was caught off guard by the method of shifting the blame.
"Isn't that so!" Xu Tingxian clapped his hands to show his agreement, "The Yaksha King was born because of you. If he didn't teach the direct knowledge to Lu Tianlan, the King Ming would have won for sure. Ying Feiyang, your inner demon has already caused a disaster. You have to remedy the trouble you caused."
"Alright, I won't shirk my responsibility. After all, I'm a person who cares about my reputation!" Ying Feiyang mocked, but he also admitted in his heart that Su Miaoyin had tried to stop him from participating in the Battle of Tomes of Arcane because he hadn't gotten rid of his inner demon. At that time, he was still a little indignant. In the end, as expected, there was a change now. Ying Feiyang, who had always been arrogant, couldn't tolerate being a hindrance.
When Xu Tingxian heard this, he said hurriedly as if he was afraid that he would go back on his words, "I've been waiting for you to say this. I'll give you an idea!"
Ying Feiyang sighed helplessly, "I knew it would be like this. You didn't say anything before, but now you've revealed everything. After confirming that death in this world doesn't mean death in reality, don't you feel relieved? You feel that many methods that you don't dare to think about and use usually can now be used without restraint?"
Ying Feiyang knew that different times, different situations, and different information could lead to different strategies. For example, the reason why Xu Tingxian would confess now was not because he could no longer hide after being exposed by the extremely jumpy reasoning, but because confessing now could bring him greater benefits.
"No wonder you're my 'best friend'. You really understand me. The sacrifice of the Prison Suppressing King Ming wasn't in vain. He did help us fight for the Buddha's Heart Relic." Xu Tingxian lightly tossed the fake Buddha's Heart Relic in his hand and said seriously, "Now everyone knows that Garuda and Mahoraga fought in the Endless Sea for the Buddha's Heart Relic. In the end, both of them died, and the relic fell into the hands of the Jia Ming Dragon King. With the blood of Garuda and Mahoraga, as well as the Shura, Celestial, and Dragon races, even if it was fake, it has now become real! "
As he said this, Xu Tingxian lightly tossed the fake Buddha's Heart Relic back to Ying Feiyang. "I need to move secretly. In order to move conveniently, I need a target that attracts everyone's attention. And this is that target."
"Unfortunately, it's a target. Then I'm the person tied to the target …" Ying Feiyang couldn't help but shake his head. At this point, he was already well aware of Xu Tingxian's plan. In other words, the two of them had thought of the same thing. It was just that he was rather dissatisfied with the role he played.
"Haha, such a heavy responsibility belongs to none other than you." Xu Tingxian did his best to hide the sense of schadenfreude in his words and said, "Now that the Buddha's Heart Relic has fallen into the hands of the Dragon race, the Celestial and Shura races won't let it go. They still haven't retreated. In two days, at most three days, when the current leaders of the two races, the Glaze Sky and the evil Great Shura, recover from their injuries, the three races will definitely clash again. At that time, how can you, the Dragon King, be absent?"
"Passing off the fake as the real, passing off fish eyes as pearls. I've become the target of everyone with the fake relic, and you've sneaked in with the real relic. The plan isn't bad, but why do I feel like I've been tricked by you …"
"Ha, the debt of six months is quickly repaid." Xu Tingxian, who had previously been pawned by Ying Feiyang as a hostage, felt very proud and elated. "In short, once the three races start fighting, go ahead and make a scene. It's best if you make a scene that everyone in the three realms knows about. The only one you have to pay attention to is the Yaksha King. He'll most likely appear and launch another sneak attack. Even though you can't defeat him, try your best to withstand a few more moves before you die. Even if you put your life on the line, you have to buy me some time. Anyway, you won't really die. Well, I'll leave everything to you! "The more Xu Tingxian spoke, the prouder he became. He reached out and patted Ying Feiyang's shoulder, looking as if he had entrusted him with a heavy responsibility.
Ying Feiyang began to feel dissatisfied. "Hey, hey, hey. I've endured everything else, but I haven't even fought with the Yaksha King yet. Why do you sound like I'm already going to lose?"
"To be honest, the Yaksha King's strength is already difficult to deal with. Now that you've obtained the power of the Heavenly Tomes from Garuda and Mahoraga, do you still have a chance of winning?" Xu Tingxian said straightforwardly. From his point of view, the King Ming was dead, and so was the leader of the bandits. If it was a one-on-one fight, the remaining hosts of the Heavenly Tomes were no match for the Yaksha King.
However, he heard Ying Feiyang challenge him to a fight. "It's better to practice than to talk. I'll let you see my chances of winning. It's rare for your body to recover. Why don't we practice a few moves?"
"Huh? What is this guy thinking? " Xu Tingxian thought to himself. He didn't know how Ying Feiyang managed to jump the topic to learning from each other. He quickly rejected him. "No need. I'm a scholar. I'm not as aggressive as you are!"
"It's not up to you!" Ying Feiyang laughed. He didn't say anything and had already brandished his sword.
"You've suffered a loss, so you're taking revenge!" Xu Tingxian cursed when he saw him attack. He had no choice but to respond. However, a clear and melodious sword chime was heard. His sword, Thousand Sounds, had already appeared in his hand. He blocked Ying Feiyang's attack.
Xu Tingxian's cultivation base was slightly inferior. He chose to only defend and not attack. Although it was hurried in the beginning, the sound of clashing swords gradually changed from disorderly to well-proportioned. It was pleasing to the ear. Under the elegant sound of the sword, Xu Tingxian's figure seemed to have been washed away. It was like a green zither in the shade, enjoying the rain in a thatched cottage. It was natural.
"Good swordsmanship!" Ying Feiyang's eyes brightened as he praised Xu Tingxian from the bottom of his heart. For example, he had once sparred with Xu Tingxian in front of the Apprehension Tower. Although he won at that time, he knew that Xu Tingxian had a close-combat sword technique that he had yet to reveal, apart from a set of sword Qi that was driven by the sound of the zither and used to attack from afar, the Seven String Sword Qi. Since then, he had been thinking about the swordsmanship that Xu Tingxian had hidden. Now that he saw him use it, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the name of this swordsmanship?"
"Twenty-fourth Sword Grade — Elegance. Huh? Why should I tell you? "
"The first clear of white clouds and the pursuit of birds. This kind of swordsmanship is indeed worthy of the word elegance." As Ying Feiyang exclaimed in admiration, the sword qi crisscrossed. The Killer God's Sword Chapter brazenly came out. The biting cold murderous intent washed away the elegance of the swordsmanship. He said, "Since it's twenty-fourth sword grade, it shouldn't just be elegance."
"What a fighter. He's even using such a fierce move …" Seeing that the Killer God's Sword Chapter had broken through the elegant move, Xu Tingxian complained in his heart. At the same time, he changed his style. "Twenty-fourth Sword Grade — Sorrow. Pay attention!"
The swordsmanship of the Killer God's Sword Chapter began with glory and then withered. When things flourish, they must be killed. There was a trace of helplessness in the rotation of the Heavenly Dao. At this moment, Xu Tingxian actually borrowed this swordsmanship to produce a sorrowful sword intent that blended with it. It was as if he was watching the rustling of falling wood and the green moss that leaked in the rain.
The sword light of the "Lonely Sound of Ten Thousand Sounds" seemed to be covered in a layer of dust. It was dusky and seemed weak. However, no matter how swift and fierce the Killer God's Sword Chapter was, it couldn't take it down for a while. Seeing that Xu Tingxian had borrowed this swordsmanship to do business, Ying Feiyang was even more delighted. Even though he had only seen two moves, he had fallen in love with this swordsmanship at first sight. "Twenty-fourth Sword Grade. It's really a good swordsmanship. Let's make a bet. If I win against Yaksha King, will you teach me this swordsmanship?"
Xu Tingxian immediately felt a headache. "The swordsmanship of the Huazhang Confucian School is not taught to outsiders!"
"No problem. I'll look for you to exchange pointers in the future. I don't need you to teach me. I'll learn it myself." The eyes of the "considerate" Ying Feiyang lit up.
"Again?" Seeing the look in Ying Feiyang's eyes, Xu Tingxian felt like a rabbit being targeted by a hungry wolf. Thinking that he would be the target of Ying Feiyang's swordsmanship in the future, he immediately felt sad about the future. For a moment, his heart and sword became one. The bleak and sorrowful sword will turned from guest to host. It diffused and spread. Millions of sword shadows intertwined and exploded. It actually suppressed the Killer God's Sword Chapter. He sighed helplessly. "You'll have to win against him first. With just these few moves, you can't beat Yaksha King."
"It's not too late to say that after seeing this move!" Ying Feiyang suddenly turned around, stirring up the wind and clouds. His long sword rose up in excitement. It was like a shooting star crossing the sky in an instant, sweeping towards Xu Tingxian.
"Breaking Wind and Chopping Cloud Sword?" Xu Tingxian had long seen the most basic swordsmanship of Ling Xiao Sword School. Even though Ying Feiyang's swordsmanship was unique, he didn't know how this sword could beat Yaksha King. While he was in doubt, his eyes suddenly sharpened.
"Army!"
The two swords clashed. Xu Tingxian took two steps back, dispelling the huge force on the sword. He was surprised. "Is that a flaw?"
Ying Feiyang no longer pressed forward. He put away his sword and corrected him. "It's not a flaw. It's a chance of winning."
Xu Tingxian frowned. "Hmm? Your move 'Scattering Wind and Clouds' isn't perfect. Instead, it has a flaw. When you waved your sword, you pressed your shoulder too low. As a result, your chest was exposed for a moment. If my sword was a bit faster, I would have won. How can this kind of move be a chance of winning for you? "
Ying Feiyang admitted. "You have good eyesight. It's true. Many years ago, when I first learned swordsmanship, I was too focused on this move and forgot to rest. I accidentally dislocated my hand."
"How focused did you have to be to dislocate your hand?"
"Later on, when I practiced this move, I still had a shadow in my heart about the dislocation. I couldn't help but press my shoulder lower. Over time, it became a habit that was hard to correct. I could normally use it correctly, but once I started fighting, I couldn't help but press my shoulder. So, after my swordsmanship improved, I simply gave up on using this move."
Xu Tingxian finally understood. He exclaimed, "Are you saying that Yaksha King is the same?"
Ying Feiyang raised his eyebrows. "That's right. Yaksha King was born from my inner demon. His swordsmanship is the same as mine. This move also has a flaw, but he doesn't know it. He doesn't know how to give up on this move. This is a secret I discovered after countless battles with my inner demon in the Alertness Tower. If I can lure him to use this move and then attack his flaw, won't I have a chance of winning? "
Xu Tingxian said, "So that's how it is. If that's the case, then perhaps there really is a chance of winning!"
"Then it's settled. When the time comes, not only will I use the fake Buddha's Heart Sarira to attract the attention of all the Asura, I will also kill Yaksha King. This will eliminate your worries. As for the real Buddha's Heart Sarira, I'll leave it to you." As Ying Feiyang spoke, he handed the real Buddha's Heart Sarira back to Xu Tingxian.
Xu Tingxian took the Buddha's Heart Sarira and placed it in front of him. He observed his surroundings through the amber-like translucent sarira. The surrounding scenery was distorted under the refraction, and the gentle Buddhist light on the sarira couldn't hide the coldness in Xu Tingxian's eyes.
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