The waterfall was dragging the rain, the setting sun let out a clear peak.
Lu Zhou sat on the flying chariot. He stroked his beard as he looked at the mountain scenery.
The flying chariot swayed unsteadily.
But it did not prevent him from enjoying the scenery.
It was almost evening when the flying chariot arrived near Cloud Shine Peak.
"Old senior, we've arrived at Cloud Shine Peak. However, I think your disciple will only appear in two days." Duan Xing walked up to Lu Zhou.
"So soon?" Lu Zhou asked.
Duan Xing scratched his head.
You call that fast?
After flying for so long, the sun was about to set.
He felt that he was flying faster than himself.
Duan Xing smiled and took credit for his mistake. "I personally took the helm and drove at full speed. I didn't dare to waste Senior's time …"
Lu Zhou frowned slightly. He did not say anything. He merely waved his sleeve in annoyance.
Duan Xing was embarrassed. He thought to himself, I didn't do anything wrong, right?
Along the way, he did not dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the old senior's elegance.
Why was the old senior still unhappy?
Lu Zhou stood up and looked down at Cloud Shine Peak.
Familiar memories washed over him.
It was as if the scenes hidden in the depths of his mind were gradually emerging.
"Cloud Shine Nunnery." Lu Zhou looked at the temple halfway up Cloud Shine Peak. He had almost forgotten that this was where the Cloud Shine Nunnery was located.
In a temple thousands of miles away from Bei Du.
He seemed rather lonely and lonesome.
A monk is indifferent to fame and fortune?
"Senior, you are very knowledgeable. There is indeed a temple here, but only nuns. It's called the Cloud Shine Nunnery, "Duan Xing said.
After saying that, Duan Xing thought to himself.
Cloud Shine Nunnery was a nunnery after all, and the residents were all women. There was a difference between men and women … They were all men. They could not possibly run over to the nunnery and stay there, could they?
No matter where a cultivator stayed, it was the same.
Even if the cold didn't enter his body, he could still fall asleep hanging from a tree.
"Go down," Lu Zhou said.
"Understood."
Duan Xing hastily steered the flying chariot and descended slowly.
There was no sign of human habitation within a hundred miles of the Cloud Illumination Peak, so the trees towered into the sky and the cliffs were steep and precipitous.
When the flying chariot entered the forest, it was covered by dense foliage.
Lu Zhou had recovered some of his Primal Qi on the flying chariot. He leaped lightly and landed at the foot of Cloud Shine Peak.
The others followed Duan Xing and landed.
Only a few people were left to guard the flying chariot.
Shortly after, Lu Zhou and the others arrived outside the Cloud Shine Nunnery.
"I'll go knock on the door." Duan Xing rolled his eyes and volunteered.
Clang! Clang! He didn't hold back.
The door opened.
An older nun walked out.
"It's you?" Lu Zhou recognized him immediately.
Xuan Jing was startled. She hurriedly straightened her palms and bowed. "So it's Benefactor Ji … Apologies for not going out to meet you."
She pushed the door open.
Lu Zhou was puzzled. 'Is there no one in Cloud Shine Nunnery?' They actually needed Mage Xuan Jing to come out personally?
His gaze fell upon the courtyard.
The ground was covered with weeds and leaves.
It was rather bleak.
"Benefactors, please."
After they entered the courtyard, Lu Zhou asked, "Are you alone?"
"Wu Nian left a long time ago. I'm the only one left in the Cloud Shine Nunnery," Xuan Jing said.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded. It was good to be alone. There were fewer rules.
The place was big enough.
"I'll stay here for a few days," Lu Zhou said.
Xuan Jing said, "Almsgiver Ji, this way please …"
She couldn't care less about the others. After all, they did not have enough manpower.
Duan Xing shrugged helplessly. He glanced at his brothers. 'Don't look at me. There's no one here. You can clean up yourselves!'
…
Lu Zhou followed Buddhist Master Xuan Jing to a quiet and secluded room. The view, position, and environment were clearly superior.
Buddhist Master Xuan Jing said, "This way please."
Lu Zhou nodded slightly.
He walked into the room with his hands on his back.
The environment was quiet and unique.
There was a bookshelf, a study table, and a circular window sill. One could see the mountains beyond Cloud Shine Peak.
"Many years ago, Benefactor Ji discussed the Dao with my master in this room," Xuan Jing said.
They discussed the Dao on Cloud Shine Peak, admired the moon on Zixia Mountain, and watched the fish at the Hundred Leaves Lake.
Lu Zhou recalled these things.
Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed. "Jing Yan is talented. Alas, she can't get rid of all distracting thoughts."
"You're right, Benefactor Ji. My master said the same thing. "
"How did she die?"
"My master's great limit was brought forward by 200 years …" Xuan Jing shook her head and sighed.
Lu Zhou thought to himself.
Under normal circumstances, cultivators in the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm could live up to 600 years. Every time they sprouted a leaf, their lifespan would increase by 50 years.
Nobody had reached the Nine-leaf stage. Hence, nobody could overcome the 1,000-year great limit. That was how the saying about the great limit came about.
As long as one did not court death, it would not be a problem for one to live up to 900 years or even 1,000 years.
How did it come forward by 200 years?
"My master tried to comprehend the Nine-leaf stage by force, but she failed in the end. For that, she expended her blood essence," Xuan Jing said.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded. "For the Nine-leaf stage again."
He remembered the sword path genius from the northern capital, Gong Yuandu, had said the same thing before he died.
Blood essence would indeed shorten one's life.
However, according to the normal rules and cultivation paths, should a human not have their lifespans increased during a breakthrough? Why would the Nine-leaf stage shorten one's lifespan?
"My master warned me before she died that if anyone from the Cloud Shine Nunnery reaches the Eight-leaf stage, we shouldn't attempt to reach the Nine-leaf stage," Xuan Jing said.
"When I sat with her, she was full of mettle and was determined to reach the Nine-leaf stage …" Lu Zhou said mockingly.
"Benefactor Ji, you're already at the peak of the Eight-leaf stage … Your experience and understanding in this aspect should far surpass my master."
Lu Zhou remained silent.
Xuan Jing had a point.
Since Ji Tiandao was a peak Eight-leaf cultivator, could he have attempted the Nine-leaf stage?
In that case, did Ji Tiandao die because of this?
"Do as you wish, benefactor. I'll take my leave now." When Xuan Jing saw that it was getting late, she did not want to disturb Lu Zhou any longer. She turned around and left.
Lu Zhou continued to ponder.
How many peak Eight-leaf cultivators would be impatient enough not to attempt the Nine-leaf stage?
Lu Zhou thought of the Reversal Cards.
Attempting the Nine-leaf stage would shorten one's lifespan. However, he had the Reversal Cards … Did this mean he would be like the others and become the first Nine-leaf elite in the cultivation world?
After a moment of silence.
Lu Zhou shook his head. 'It's useless to think about this now. I'll find out when I try to improve my cultivation base.
For now, I should think about how I'm going to capture these three rascals. '
Lu Zhou planned to stay in the Cloud Shine Nunnery for five days.
He hoped that Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong would not appear too soon.
Since his item cards were on cooldown, he could only rely on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
A year had passed. Lu Zhou walked up to the bed and sat on the floor. He faced the Hundred Leaves Lake that was several miles away as he meditated on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
…
Under the cover of night.
Near the Hundred Leaves Lake.
A bright moon was reflected on the surface of the lake.
Yu Shangrong stabbed his Longevity Sword into the ground. He placed his hands on the hilt and said with a sigh, "After this battle, I'll conceal my identity near the Hundred Leaves Lake. What do you think?"
Si Wuya, who was meditating nearby to regulate his Primal Qi, smiled.
"This is a good place. Alas, Cloud Shine Peak isn't far from here."
In other words, Si Wuya's master had stayed there before.
'Do you dare?'
Usually, Si Wuya would not dare to speak to his Second Senior Brother in such a manner.
Yu Shangrong left the Longevity Sword and walked toward the Hundred Leaves Lake.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place …" Yu Shangrong walked slowly as though he was walking on flat ground. He stepped on the surface of the lake.
Not a single drop of water touched him.
Yu Shangrong waved his hand lightly.
Zing!
The Longevity Sword left its scabbard. The crimson blade was exceptionally eye-catching under the night sky.
The sword rose. Hundred Leaves Lake. Boom!
Waves filled the air.
The water fell again.
Raindrops fell like a waterfall.
Yu Shangrong merely floated on the surface of the water. He did not use his protective energy as he swung his Longevity Sword.
When he raised his hand, the sword's shadow could be seen.
Bam! Bam!
Bam! The water droplets were repelled by Yu Shangrong at a terrifying speed. They struck the trees nearby and pierced through them.
When the waves subsided, everything returned to normal.
Yu Shangrong's swordsmanship was at its peak.
He was the only one who did not use Primal Qi or energy swords. He was the only one who could remain untouched by the water droplets.
Crack!
Several trees nearby fell to the ground.
The Longevity Sword returned to its scabbard.
Yu Shangrong said gently, "Seventh Junior Brother, in terms of swordsmanship, what do you think of this move?"
Si Wuya said solemnly.
"In terms of swordsmanship, you're peerless, Second Senior Brother.
Hence, there's no need to worry even if master is here. "
Si Wuya, naturally, believed Yu Shangrong's words. Otherwise, he would not have sent so many messages to inform him of his master's location.
Zuo Xinchan, Sword Saint Luo Shisan, Runan's Zhuo Ping, and Yu Shangrong did not fear them at all.
However, times had changed.
Si Wuya said, "Second Senior Brother, I'm not questioning your strength … It's just that master seems to have achieved a breakthrough."
Yu Shangrong frowned.
His feet sank half an inch into the water.
He hastily rose to his feet.
Energy surged!
The water droplets on his feet evaporated instantly.
Yu Shangrong looked at Si Wuya, waiting for an explanation.
Si Wuya said, "Outside the Obedient Villa, I saw master standing on a blue lotus … At first, I thought it was the barrier's power. Now, it seems like that's not the case. The power of the blooming blue lotus can wash away the mantra on me. The barrier doesn't have such an effect … "
"Are you sure?" Yu Shangrong asked.
"I'm sure."
Si Wuya said solemnly, "Perhaps … master has found a way to break through the great limit."
Hearing this.
However, there was a hint of displeasure in his tone as he said, "Junior Brother, if you're thinking of using this method to dissuade me from fighting Eldest Senior Brother, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."
"You've misunderstood me, senior brother. That's not what I meant," Si Wuya said.
Yu Shangrong said,
"I hope not."
"I swear to the heavens, that's not what I meant." Si Wuya raised three fingers.
Yu Shangrong no longer hesitated.
He turned around slowly.
The Longevity Sword flew into his arms.
"Seventh Junior Brother, who do you think will win? Eldest Senior Brother or me?" Yu Shangrong asked.
'Again?
This is too difficult. '
Si Wuya was speechless. However, he did not show it on his face. He said, "Second Senior Brother, of course."
"I think so too."
Yu Shangrong said gently, "It's getting late. You should rest early, Seventh Junior Brother."
As soon as he finished speaking …
Faint blue fluorescence shone in the direction of Cloud Shine Peak.
It looked like fireflies.
Unfortunately, it was too far away. From several miles away, this level of light was equivalent to darkness.
Si Wuya continued to meditate and regulate his breathing.
He had to recover his cultivation base as much as he could in the next few days.
He had no intention of wasting a single second.
He meditated through the night.
Early the next morning.
When the sun rose, dew fell on Si Wuya's face, waking him up.
When he opened his eyes, he saw his Second Senior Brother standing at the side.
He pointed in the direction of Cloud Shine Nunnery and said, "There's smoke."
Si Wuya wanted to say, 'Senior Brother, it's scary to see you standing beside me so early in the morning.'
However, he could only swallow his words.
"I've investigated Cloud Shine Nunnery. After the abbot, Wu Nian, lost her cultivation base, she left the nunnery. The nunnery was disbanded as well since the nunnery wasn't strong enough. Xuan Jing was the only one holding the fort. Why is there smoke? "
"It's fun."
Yu Shangrong said softly, "Sometimes, that's what fun is. Junior Brother Wuya, you don't understand the joys of the world."
"Perhaps," Si Wuya replied.
"I know what you're going to say …" Yu Shangrong smiled faintly.
As soon as he finished speaking …
Yu Shangrong stepped on the ground.
He shot into the sky.
He swung his Longevity Sword!
An Eight-leaf avatar appeared in the air.
It was 100 feet tall. An Eight-leaf Golden Lotus spun in a dazzling manner.
Yu Shangrong stood in the avatar with his arms crossed. He said with a smile, "Junior Brother, after this battle … I'll be invincible on the sword path."
Then, he changed the topic.
"Master is the only exception."
Si Wuya looked at the avatar with a complicated gaze.
Sometimes, he thought his Second Senior Brother was stupid. Sometimes, he did not understand his Second Senior Brother.
He was doubting himself. What exactly was this frightening Sword Demon pursuing?
…
Inside Cloud Shine Nunnery.
Lu Zhou opened his eyes as well. He looked at the 100-foot avatar that was several miles away.
"Hundred Leaves Lake?"
'Rascal.
There's still more than four days to cool down.
There's no point in panicking now.
It's better to wait patiently. '
"Old senior! Something's up! An Eight-leaf avatar has been discovered. "Duan Xing's voice rang from outside.
"I see," Lu Zhou said calmly.
Duan Xing wanted to ask, 'Aren't you going to make a move?'
However, he felt that it was too offensive. 'What does it have to do with you whether the old senior makes a move or not?'
Hence, Duan Xing bowed and said, "I'll await your good news, old senior."
In any case, Duan Xing and his Fiend Temple could only run errands and cheer for Lu Zhou before the battle. They could do nothing else.
That was an Eight-leaf avatar.
Anyone in their right mind would not dare to go near it.
After the avatar disappeared …
Hundred Leaves Lake fell silent again.
Lu Zhou closed his eyes again and meditated on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
Another day passed just like that.
Lu Zhou felt that only one-fifth of the Heavenly Writing's extraordinary power had been restored.
At most, this level of extraordinary power could repel a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite. It was far from enough.
There was nothing he could do about it. Time was too short, and his speed of comprehension did not improve.
A voice rang from outside again.
"Old senior, the Nether Sect's flying chariot has arrived."
Lu Zhou opened his eyes slowly and replied, "Alright."
He stood up and walked out with his hands on his back.
Duan Xing and the others stood respectfully.
"I'm certain that the ultimate battle between your first and second disciples will take place on Hundred Leaves Lake. Indeed, it's the perfect place to spar, "Duan Xing said.
Lu Zhou ignored Duan Xing. He walked out of the courtyard with his hands on his back.
He needed to find a more suitable place to watch the battle. He did not want to stay in the room where his field of vision was limited.
Although the Hundred Leaves Lake had a good field of vision, for a battle of this level, it could easily shift the battlefield.
Lu Zhou made his way up Cloud Shine Peak. At the same time, he saw a huge black flying chariot flying toward the Hundred Leaves Lake from afar.
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