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The sun gradually set, and its afterglow shone everywhere. It dyed the sky red, and the lush green trees formed long shadows that were cast on the wide government-made road. Two people walked on the shadows of the trees on the government-made road. They were Ying Feiyang and He Guqiong.
Ying Feiyang was thin, and his clothes were ragged. He was covered in dust, but he was energetic, and he did not look tired at all. At that moment, he was walking in a relaxed manner, and he would stop every ten steps and stop every five. He looked around as if he was looking at the scenery around him. He Guqiong's expression became darker. In the end, he could not help but say, "If you continue dawdling, I'll equip you with a machete and whip you away."
"Martial uncle, if you walk in too much of a hurry, you'll miss the scenery along the way. It's spring now, and it's full of life. If you take a few more glances, it'll help you calm down."
"Once I stab you, my killing intent will naturally calm down," He Guqiong said coldly.
"With just one stab, I'm afraid you won't be able to stab me. If you want to injure me, you'll have to wait for ten moves. We won't reach Luoyang today anyway. If you're in the mood, why don't we fight again?"
"Hmph, brat, you're asking for it, but I'm not in the mood to fight with you. Luoyang is right in front of us. No matter how much you dawdle, you'll definitely be able to enter the city tomorrow." He Guqiong pointed at the road ahead. The wide road paved with limestone led straight into the distance. At the end of the road, the outline of the city could be seen faintly.
It had been more than a month since they left Ling Xiao Sword School. They finally entered Duji Province, and before long, they would reach the eastern capital, Luoyang. To a normal person, this speed was normal, but to two cultivators in the dao of heaven, it was as slow as crawling.
Ying Feiyang and He Guqiong traveled together. Every three days, He Guqiong would give Ying Feiyang a chance to escape, and Ying Feiyang would seize the chance to escape. If possible, he would try to destroy the Taiyi Mysterious Scripture.
Unfortunately, He Guqiong was more skilled. No matter how Ying Feiyang hid his tracks, He Guqiong would always be able to find him. And when Ying Feiyang was discovered, he would never give up obediently. Every time, he would stubbornly resist and provoke him, forcing He Guqiong to use the God-Slaying Sword Movement. WwW.AiQuXs.cOM
Every battle was a gamble of life and death. This kind of life-and-death battle had allowed Ying Feiyang to improve at an incredible speed. In the beginning, as long as He Guqiong took out the Sword of Quietus, Ying Feiyang would have to admit defeat obediently. Then, he blocked the second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword … Now, even if He Guqiong used all his strength, Ying Feiyang could still fight with him for ten rounds. In just a short period of a little over a month, Ying Feiyang seemed as if he'd been reborn. Even though his appearance was still frivolous, his spirit was restrained day by day. His eyes were like a deep pool of water, both clear and deep, and he faintly possessed the demeanor of an expert.
Even though He Guqiong was always angered by Ying Feiyang to the point of wanting to kill someone, but every time he beat Ying Feiyang up, he would feel a rare sense of relief in his heart, as if he had vented the anger that he had been holding back for many years. His attitude towards Ying Feiyang also softened slightly. Even the reason why he was eager to learn the Heaven-returning Sword Technique of All Daos Leading to Heaven was Ying Feiyang.
The Heaven-returning Sword Technique of All Daos Leading to Heaven was the supreme sword technique of Ling Xiao Sword School. It was known as the origin of All Daos and the origin of All Swords. However, there were very few people who were famous for this set of sword techniques, because this set of sword techniques was truly unusual.
This sword technique did not focus on foundation or knowledge. It only focused on the word "comprehension". With comprehension, young people who had just started on the path of swordsmanship could comprehend it overnight. Without comprehension, the elders of the sword world could only shake their heads.
What was even more evil was that this sword technique had a process of breaking and then building, of forgetting and then comprehending. However, most people only reached the step of "forgetting", but did not comprehend it. As a result, after reading the sword technique, they completely forgot their cultivation of many years, and their strength did not improve, but regressed. However, cultivators always thought highly of themselves. Therefore, even though there were countless precedents, there were still many people who practiced this sword technique. There was even a time when there were too many cultivators, which led to the decline of Ling Xiao Sword School.
In desperation, a headmaster made a rule that this sword technique could only be read by young people who won in the Sword Trial Competition. In this way, it would be best if they could learn it, but if they could not, they would only lose a few years of cultivation, and it would not be a big deal for the school.
He Guqiong joined the school halfway. When he entered Ling Xiao Sword School, he was already past the age to participate in the Sword Trial Competition. Therefore, he had no fate with the Heaven-returning Sword Technique of All Daos Leading to Heaven. He Guqiong did not care, but ever since he created the God Slaying Sword Movement, his cultivation and killing intent increased day by day. His temperament became more and more violent, and he almost lost control of himself several times.
Therefore, he placed his last hope on the Heaven-returning Sword Technique of All Daos Leading to Heaven. He wanted to use this to forget the annoying God Slaying Sword Movement and climb to the peak of swordsmanship.
Because of this, he used cruel methods to train Ming Ye. Naturally, he hoped that Ming Ye would win the Sword Trial Competition and bring the Heaven-returning Sword Technique of All Daos Leading to Heaven for him to read.
Luoyang seemed to be right in front of them, but when they really walked, it was still very far away. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, they knew that they would not be able to enter the city before the curfew. Coincidentally, a temple appeared in their line of sight. He Guqiong said, "Forget it, I let you drag it out for another day. The White Horse Temple is just ahead. Let's stay there for the night.
"So that's the White Horse Temple," Ying Feiyang said, looking forward to it. The White Horse Temple was the first temple after the spread of Buddhism. It had the title of "Shiyuan", and the "Bell of the White Horse Temple" was one of the eight scenic spots in Luoyang. If one went to Luoyang and did not go to the White Horse Temple, it would be a wasted trip.
From afar, one could see the towering pagoda, towering halls, and ancient trees. It was solemn and solemn, but it had the atmosphere of a thousand-year-old temple. Ying Feiyang also became spirited, but he said worriedly, "Martial Uncle, you're dressed like a Daoist. If you enter the temple, won't you be chased out?"
"How is that possible?" He Guqiong snorted, "Buddhism and Daoism are both righteous paths. It's not like we're incompatible. Besides, I've met the Master Kumming of the Dharma Characteristics Temple a few times. That old monk has a profound understanding of Buddhism and is very knowledgeable. If there's a chance to talk to him through the night, it'll be a pleasant thing." He Guqiong's words were sincere. The hostility in his heart was too strong, and it was difficult to resolve it with the Daoist's inaction heart. Although Buddhism and Daoism were different, they also complemented each other. Buddhism's method of dispelling hostility was far superior to Daoism's. Perhaps he could seek some help from Master Kumming.
As he approached the White Horse Temple, bursts of Sanskrit chants came from the temple gate. Listening to the chanting, Ying Feiyang's fatigue disappeared, and he felt refreshed. He Guqiong went forward and paid his respects. Just as he was about to report his name, he saw the young novice monk guarding the gate with a surprised expression. He ran and shouted, "Master, it's bad, Ox Nose is here to fight!"
"Nonsense! How dare you say such words. Copy the 'Ten Good Deeds Sutra' a hundred times as punishment! " A loud voice sounded like a thunderous lion's roar. Following the voice, a middle-aged monk with a big and burly figure came to the door. The monk's steps were steady, and his aura was mighty but not domineering. He was also a Heavenly Path master. The young novice monk looked dejected and said, "Yes, Martial Uncle Duanfa." Then he walked away dejectedly.
Duanfa put his hands together, bowed, and said the name of Buddha. Although his etiquette was respectful, his eyes showed that he was on guard. He said to He Guqiong, "Amitabha, what is the purpose of your visit?"
"The sky is almost dark, and I wish to spend the night here." He Guqiong saw the hostility in the other party, and unexpectedly became respectful, which was rare.
"Amitabha, you and I believe in different dharma, recite different scriptures, and worship different statues. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for us to stay in the same place."
Ying Feiyang said, "Reverend, you are wrong. The temple's door is still open, why do you close the door first? Under the Buddha's eyes, there are all living beings, why does Reverend want to separate?"
Duanfa said, "Although Buddhism is open, the world of mortals is not allowed to enter. If the people of Taoism come, I'm afraid the temple will not be peaceful. Please forgive me."
He Guqiong said, "I have met your honorable temple's Master Kumming several times. Reverend, please inform him that He Guqiong wants to see you."
As soon as Duanfa heard He Guqiong's name, he became even more cautious. He said, "So it's because of the abundance of things. I have long heard of your great name. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that Martial Uncle Kuming is not in the temple." At this time, the solemn sound of drums sounded. Duanfa felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He said, "The evening drum has sounded. I need to attend my evening classes. Farewell."
He Guqiong rarely showed such politeness, but he was still rejected. He couldn't help but feel angry. "Dong dong dong!" The originally calm and solemn sound of the drums seemed to have sensed the murderous intent and became hurried. Ying Feiyang comforted him, "Martial Uncle, you don't look like you're asking for a place to stay. Let me do it."
"Hmph." He Guqiong withdrew his murderous intent and looked at him coldly.
Ying Feiyang brushed her hair and walked forward with a friendly smile. Suddenly, she pulled Duanfa's sleeve and said, "Reverend, I'm not a Taoist and I'm not on the same path as him. Oh, that's not right. I was captured by him. Reverend, please chase him away and leave me here."
It was night. Ying Feiyang and He Guqiong were in the wilderness.
"Do these monks have enmity with Taoists? They don't even allow us to enter the gate. They really don't have the slightest bit of mercy. Anyway, once we enter the temple, we won't be able to eat such delicious roasted rabbit. "Ying Feiyang gnawed on a greasy rabbit leg and said vaguely.
"Hmph, we're so close to Luoyang. The secular atmosphere is getting heavier. I'm afraid they've fallen out with the Taoists because they're fighting for favor in front of the Emperor." He Guqiong said coldly. Half of the Heavenly Dao sects were located in the Tongtian Road, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. There were more sects in the South than in the North. The sects in the North and the South were quite different. Whether it was Buddhism or Taoism, most of the sects in the South avoided the mortal world. The sects in the North, because they were close to the political center, were always inextricably linked to the secular power struggle.
Although the Ling Xiao Sword School was established as a Taoist sect, after hundreds of years, the religious color had faded a lot. The original Pill Cauldron and Talisman Techniques had all declined, leaving only swordsmanship. The disciples in the school respected the sword even more than the Three Pure Ones. He Guqiong was an oddity in the school, and he did not have the Taoist style of being free from strife. Although he usually wore Taoist robes, he rarely called himself a Taoist. He did not expect that his identity as a Taoist would bring him inconvenience. He could not help but despise the sects that were influenced by the imperial power.
On the other side, Ying Feiyang finished the rabbit leg and wiped his mouth. He said, "If that's the case, I won't enter Luoyang to avoid being contaminated by the secular atmosphere. I'm going back to the Ling Xiao Sword School. Let's say goodbye here. "
He Guqiong was stunned. Then, the corner of his eyes twitched. He even suspected that he had been treating Ying Feiyang too well recently, causing the kid to forget his identity as a "prisoner". "I didn't tie you up with a rope. Have you forgotten that you were captured by me? Do you think you can leave just because you say so? "
Ying Feiyang nodded sincerely and said, "Yes, the reason why I haven't left is that I want to destroy the Taiyi Scripture. Now it seems that I don't have the chance. I have to retreat and go back on my own."
He Guqiong said coldly, "Alright, run. Let's see how far you can run this time and how many moves you can take from me!"
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