Yu Shangrong did not lose his composure because of this. Instead, he felt a sense of superiority. Only the weak needed help. He was the only one who reached the Nine-leaf stage on his own.
The eyes of the masses were as sharp as snow.
He stood on the left with his arms crossed, looking forward with an indifferent expression. He wasn't in the mood to appreciate the scenery. His mind was still thinking about his master's move, "All things as swords, the swordless path."
With his attainments in the Sword Dao, even if he couldn't learn it, he should be able to understand it. After this sword strike, he began to doubt himself.
He did not understand this sword move …
It was easy to understand the concept of using everything as a sword. Be it a Longevity Sword, a wooden sword, or even a tree branch or a leaf, as long as it was used properly, it could kill. The second grade sword technique only required one to have an extreme grasp of vital qi. The third grade sword technique required one's vision, structure, aura, breadth of mind, and the height of one's thoughts. It required one to search for the truth of heaven and earth and support the world. Only the fourth grade sword technique was completely clueless. Vital energy was the source of power, just like seawater. When a cultivator used it, it was like swimming in seawater, able to move the surrounding seawater.
Controlling Yuan Qi through the air, how did he do it?
The flying chariot traveled at high speed. Outside the barrier of Yu Zhenghai's energy, the wind was strong.
He could not help but close his eyes. He tried to circulate the Primal Qi outside the energy shield.
Alas … nothing happened.
It seemed to have been cut off.
He muttered to himself, "Again!" and tried to circulate his Primal Qi.
Apart from the surrounding Essence Qi, places that were slightly further away were filled with deathly Qi and nothing else could be sensed.
Failure.
At this moment, Lu Zhou looked over as well. He stroked his beard and said, "Your sword path is but the Sword of the Marquis. Are you trying to surpass the Sword of the Son of Heaven in a single bound?"
Yu Shangrong snapped back to his senses. An awkward expression could be seen on his face.
He was too obsessed with the sword path that he forgot that he was on a flying chariot.
Yu Zhenghai chimed in, "It's understandable that Second Junior Brother is obsessed with the sword."
Lu Zhou said indifferently,
"If I'm not mistaken, you're already at the Nine-leaf stage."
Yu Shangrong did not deny it.
When the others heard this, they were astonished.
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji nodded inwardly. Perhaps, they had been shocked by Lu Zhou too many times, they were much calmer now. They finally understood why Yu Shangrong was able to defeat Zhang Shaoqing. An Eight-leaf cultivator defeating a Nine-leaf cultivator was more difficult than dreaming. Lu Zhou's words answered their questions.
Yu Zhenghai was slightly surprised as well. He said, "If I didn't go to the Ninth Temple, I would've reached the Nine-leaf stage by now."
No one paid any attention to him.
Lu Zhou continued to speak.
"You're shackled by the Longevity Sword. The shackles are too heavy. If you want to improve your Sword Dao, you'll have to break free from them. You are still far from achieving the Swordless Dao. Don't bite off more than you can chew. Cultivate the Emperor's Sword well. The sword of the Son of Heaven was unparalleled, unparalleled, and unparalleled. Above is the floating clouds, below is the era of extinction. Once this sword is used, the feudal vassals will be overthrown, and the world will be convinced. "
Yu Shangrong looked at the Longevity Sword in his arms.
This was the only thing he could rely on to survive until now.
The people of the Nobleman Country had a short lifespan. How were they going to overcome this crisis?
"The son of heaven's sword …" Yu Shangrong muttered.
Initially, Lu Zhou wanted to use the Shining Stone. However, when he saw Yu Shangrong's reliance on his sword, he gave up on the idea. Perhaps, he should put away his Longevity Sword and let him continue to use the wooden sword.
"Master, we're here." Yu Zhenghai pointed at Thousand Willow Mountain.
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji did not dare to speak along the way.
When they saw the Thousand Willow Mountain, they were shocked.
"I didn't expect you to be so skilled at steering, Brother Yu. I'm impressed." Xia Changqiu changed the way he addressed Yu Zhenghai.
Yu Zhenghai glanced at him and said, "It's just a small trick …"
The flying chariot entered the Formation veins.
Lu Zhou could clearly sense that the Thousand Willow Monastery's Formation veins were much weaker than the Ninth Temple's.
The disciples of the Thousand Willow Monastery came out to welcome them.
When the flying chariot landed, Xia Changqiu instructed the disciples to take good care of the guests. They were not to be negligent in any way. They gave up all the best residences in the Thousand Willow Monastery. Naturally, Tian Buji understood this. Yu Shangrong had even declined the Ninth Temple's invitation. He was already giving the Thousand Willow Monastery a lot of face by staying here.
Wuwu and Ji Fengxing greeted Yu Shangrong when they saw him. When they saw that he seemed troubled, they did not linger and went their separate ways.
…
Night fell.
Lu Zhou looked at the system dashboard.
Merit points: 23440 I Love.
"I only got 7,000 merit points for Chen Beizheng …"
It was a loss.
The Deadly Strike Card and Disguise Card alone cost 25,000 merit points.
Fortunately, he had the Heavenly Writing's extraordinary power. Otherwise, it would have taken him a lot more effort to defeat the five First Seats with his Nine-leaf karmic fire. Apart from Conch's slightly shocking performance, everything else was within his control.
Lu Zhou looked at the item column again.
As expected, although the Thousand Realms Whirling was priced at 500,000 merit points, it was dark.
"I can't buy it?"
Lu Zhou frowned.
'Yes, I'm poor, but I can't even look at it?'
After mulling over it for a moment, he recalled the Birth Chart that Sikong Beichen mentioned.
Perhaps, he would have to reach the Ten-leaf stage first.
According to the cultivation steps, once he reached the Ten-leaf stage and formed the Thousand Realms Whirling, he would officially enter the Mysterious Heaven realm.
If he asked Xia Changqiu about the Birth Chart, he would not be able to figure it out. Even someone of Sikong Beichen's status could not explain it. According to Sikong Beichen, there was no one in the red lotus domain who truly understood the Birth Chart.
Lu Zhou shook his head when he thought about this. The path of cultivation was long. He would not be able to eat hot tofu if he was impatient.
At this moment, Lu Zhou entered his meditative state.
…
The next morning.
Lu Zhou did not stop meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls. His speed seemed to have increased.
By noon, he had recovered one-third of his extraordinary power. In addition to the extraordinary power that he had not used before, he now had about half of it.
This time, he stopped meditating and left the courtyard.
Inside the courtyard, the Thousand Willow Monastery disciples were busy tidying up the place.
"Greetings, old senior."
"No need."
Lu Zhou glanced at the sun. He asked for Yu Zhenghai's location and was about to make his way there.
The disciple hastily said, "I'll lead the way. This way please, old senior."
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded calmly.
When they were at the corridor, the disciple asked tentatively, "Old senior … are … are you looking for someone?"
"Hm?" Lu Zhou was puzzled.
Ever since Ji Fengxing became an inner disciple, he was in high demand. Whenever they met inner disciples, they would try to curry favor with him. It was inevitable that they would mention Ji Fengxing's rejection of the old senior. For a time, it became a popular story in the Thousand Willow Monastery. Ji Fengxing had rejected the Evil Sky Pavilion, but someone else was eager to join.
"I-I'd like to join the Evil Sky Pavilion," the disciple said timidly.
Lu Zhou glanced at the disciple and said, "With your talent, you're far from it."
"…"
The disciple felt dejected. He scratched his head as he traveled. He recalled Ji Fengxing's behavior, but he could not figure out how he had lost.
…
They arrived at Yu Zhenghai's courtyard.
Little Yuan 'er and Conch had been waiting for a long time.
"Master, you're just in time. Eldest Senior Brother is already trying to sprout leaves," Little Yuan 'er said. She did not forget to add, "What's wrong with Eldest Senior Brother? He insists that he can do it."
Xia Changqiu, Tian Buji, and the elders flew over from the Fair Hall.
Primal Qi surged above the courtyard.
Lu Zhou looked up and said, "Prepare to defend against the beasts."
Xia Changqiu nodded. "Elders of the Thousand Willow Monastery, follow me."
"Understood."
Xia Changqiu and the elders flew around the Thousand Willow Monastery to guard the place.
Lu Zhou stepped into the courtyard.
He saw Yu Zhenghai sitting in a lotus position. A golden avatar was spinning slowly before him.
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