In the Jing Kingdom's battle preparation area, Governor Xiahou Lie pressed his forehead and sighed. "This child really takes after her father! Why is she so worrisome? It's already the semifinals, yet her head is still filled with thoughts! "
Murong Long's expression remained cold. "What she thinks isn't important. Even what she does isn't important. What's important is whether she can win. If she wins, it's called 'not bothering about trifles, being straightforward and carefree'. If she loses, it's called 'being arrogant and asking for trouble'. "
Xiahou Lie's hand that was pressing his forehead became heavier.
This Murong Long was good at everything, but he was too serious in everything he did. I was just grumbling, and you should've just listened. Why are you analyzing it?
Although the River Observation Platform is like a war between kingdoms, and one has to be serious and risk their lives, there's no need to be so serious … You're just spectating. We're just chatting!
Young people these days are so rigid and boring. Old fogies are more interesting. If Monk Huang were here, perhaps …
Thinking of Monk Huang, Xiahou Lie lowered his hand from his forehead and shook his head. He retorted, "No, Monk Huang is here. If Relic wins, it's called 'Tianjiao's Demeanor of the Mighty'. If he loses, it's called 'I've tried my best. What else do you want'. "
Murong Long mulled over it silently. Indeed, he could not disagree. The Governor was still more insightful!
The two of them chatted enthusiastically.
By the side, Zhongshan Wei Sun remained silent.
Although his injuries had been healed after sparing no expense.
However, his heart was still aching faintly ….
Every sentence was like a knife stabbing into him.
Why did everyone have different lives?
…
The Jing and Mu kingdoms had been neighbors for many years. In history, there were times when they deployed their troops to the border and destroyed the other kingdom. There were also times when they were in-laws and had good relations with each other.
Cooperation and confrontation had never disappeared. Their relationship was very complicated.
Due to the existence of the desert, the threat of the Fiends, and the long line of life and death, they needed to work together to defend. There was no chance of a war, but they were both in the Northern Region and were both hegemons. Conflicts of interest were inevitable.
Of course, most of the time, it was the vassal kingdoms that fought fiercely. The Jing and Mu kingdoms held themselves back.
However, it was reasonable for them to compete with each other on the River-Viewing Platform.
Normally, there wouldn't be any opportunities to make a move openly.
The citizens of both countries were looking forward to this battle. After so many years of arguing about who was the strongest in the Northern Region, there had to be some actual battle results to back it up.
Although the Yellow River Gathering could not fully represent the national strength of each country, it was, to a certain extent, a reflection of their future potential.
Tianjiao from all over the world came here to compete. They were not only representing themselves, but also the young people behind them who were of the same generation as them and had been defeated by them.
Helian Yunyun looked at the Yellow Sarira on the Martial Arts Platform. She had a lot of opinions about this bronze-skinned exotic beauty. Although the two people on the stage were confronting each other, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Mu Guo's yellow sarira looked like it wanted to eat Ru Cheng!
Damn it, there are always unruly people who want to snatch Ru Cheng from me!
She sat there with a calm expression, but her heart was in turmoil.
The nun in black sitting next to her asked, "Your Highness Yun, who is this Deng Qi? Looking at his rich skill, he should be from a famous school, but Xiao Nui has never heard of him before. "
Helian Yunyun asked herself if she was a woman who clearly separated her feelings from her career and held great ambitions in her heart.
Therefore, Jianghai immediately calmed down.
She didn't move her gaze, but just asked faintly, "Why? Is the Cleansing Moon Nunnery interested in him?"
Yuwen Duo, who was sitting quite a distance away, was expressionless, but he pricked up his ears. As Zhao Rucheng's lover, of course, he had to care about how Her Highness Yun and her close friends were discussing Zhao Rucheng.
Ru Cheng didn't understand romance, so Yuwen Duo had to take on the heavy responsibility of helping Ru Cheng maintain her relationship. Once he found any problems, he could quickly remedy it … In short, he had to help Ru Cheng cook this bowl of soft rice!
It turned out that this nun was from the Cleansing Moon Nunnery! How could she talk to Her Highness Yun and be qualified to sit next to her?
Among the Buddhist sects in the world, the Cleansing Moon Nunnery had the deepest foundation except for the two Holy Lands, Xuankong Temple and Mount Meru. It was naturally a first-class sect.
What he didn't know was how the nun from the Cleansing Moon Nunnery knew Her Highness Yun, and what was their relationship?
Hearing Helian Yunyun's question, the nun in black was silent for a moment, then she said, "Rest assured, Your Highness Yun. The Cleansing Moon Nunnery doesn't accept male disciples."
Her voice was holy and warm, but in Yuwen Duo's ears, it sounded like the dull sound of a wooden fish being struck.
Yuwen Duo's heart trembled, knowing that his eavesdropping had been discovered.
He quickly withdrew his hearing and looked back at the martial arts practice field seriously.
After the nun in black explained, Helian Yunyun not only didn't feel 'relieved', but also looked more vigilant, "Nun True Jade, I remember that the disciples of the Cleansing Moon Nunnery can't marry, right?"
The nun in black with the Buddhist name 'True Jade' was speechless for a moment, and finally she couldn't help but say, "Your Highness Yun, I'm just curious. You don't have to be too cautious. I'm a monk! "
"That's how it should be!" Helian Yunyun said with a smile, "As the saying goes, men at the foot of the mountain are tigers. Nun, don't mess up your Buddhist heart!"
True Jade didn't reply, but the black veil on her cloak fluttered lightly. It was obvious that her mood wasn't calm.
Helian Yunyun smiled again, "Speaking of which, Nun, why are you interested in the Yellow River Assembly? When Yu Hua said in his letter that a junior martial sister was coming to observe the ceremony, I was quite puzzled. She's a person with a calm heart like a mirror. I once thought that all the disciples of the Cleansing Moon Nunnery were like that. "
From the way they addressed each other, it could be seen that 'Yu Hua' was Helian Yunyun's old acquaintance, and this Nun True Jade had only just met her.
Moreover, Helian Yunyun didn't hide her doubts. Although they had just met, she had already concluded that True Jade and Yu Hua were two completely different people.
The black cloak covered all colors, and the nun in black only said softly, "Experiencing the mortal world is also cultivation. On this Riverview Platform, there are heroes of the world, all kinds of living beings, and stories floating and sinking. If I can come and observe, it will be of great benefit to my cultivation. Speaking of which, I'll have to trouble Your Highness Yun to take care of me. "
"It's nothing, it's not worth mentioning."
Helian Yunyun waved her hand heroically, showing her imposing manner.
However, she suddenly lowered her voice, "Your mortal world experience doesn't include love, right?"
True Jade: …
… …
… …
The outsiders had their own stories.
The people on the field had their own beginnings.
Huang Sheli glared at Zhao Rucheng, but of course, he could only see the carvings on the thick bronze mask. The other party's expression was deeply hidden under the mask, and even the part where the eyes were, only a small round hole could be seen. It was incomplete.
She held her weapon in her hand.
This was a three foot three long demon-subduing pestle.
One end was a Buddha's head, and the other was a triangular awl.
The relief carvings on the pestle were a set of pilgrimage paintings.
The 'pilgrimage' was the Buddha's head at the end.
The entire pestle was the pilgrimage path.
There were a total of three pilgrims: a beggar, a commoner, and a noble.
This set of metal relief carvings covered the entire pestle, leaving only two positions for the handles.
The two handles separated the three sections of pilgrimage paintings, and also divided the demon-subduing pestle into three sections.
It was worth mentioning that the Buddha's head at the end was not any of the Buddhas revered by mainstream Buddhist sects.
It was carved with the 'Yellow-Faced Buddha'.
Of course, this Buddha had never been seen in any legends or Buddhist scriptures, because this was a Buddha created by the Great General of the Yellow Dragon Guards, Huang Fu.
Therefore, it was easy to imagine how the Yellow Dragon Guards and even the Jing Kingdom were not favored by orthodox Buddhists.
This pestle was called 'Salvation'.
It was originally Huang Fu's own personal weapon, and it had followed him in battle for many years. On Huang Sheli's tenth birthday, he gave it to her. He had asked someone else to make a demon-subduing pestle, and had used it until now.
In the Jing Kingdom, there was a saying that was very widespread, "It's better to provoke the Killing God than to provoke Salvation."
The Killing God was the soldier of the Eagle Guard's Great General, Zhongshan Yanwen. Among the seven guards of the Jing Kingdom, the Eagle Guard was the first.
There was no doubt that Zhongshan Yanwen was strong.
Just from the name 'Killing God', one could feel it. Zhongshan Yanwen's weapon was fierce.
But even so.
In people's hearts, as a weapon, it was not as fierce as' Salvation '.
Now, it was such a fierce weapon.
It was held by Huang Sheli with one hand, but it did not give off a fierce feeling. Instead, it gave off a kind of benevolence.
Even Huang Sheli's fierce eyes looked like a little girl's grudge.
Zhao Rucheng, who was standing opposite Huang Sheli, did not say anything, nor did he respond with his eyes. It was just that the dark golden Sword Qi was swimming under his slightly clasped fingers.
The sword energy swam between his fingers like dragons and snakes.
He liked to practice the sword.
He liked it innately.
He liked it so much that he needed to use all his strength to restrain himself, otherwise he would easily become strong.
Even in his most decadent and unrestrained days, he would grin and want to learn Third Brother Jiang's East-rising Purple Qi Sword Manual.
The Geng Metal sword energy that swam between his fingers was one of the many secret techniques passed down by the previous generations.
It was funny.
Those previous generations had created a treasure trove and passed it down from generation to generation … They were all focused on reviving the country.
Who knew how bad their brains were.
In this vast and boundless Modern World, there were only six great overlords that existed side by side. They were called the strongest countries in the world, and they looked down on the world.
No matter how many heroes, wise emperors, and peerless heroes were unable to replace them.
You had no manpower and no soldiers. You wanted to revive the country with just your mouth?
That treasure trove was hilarious. The cultivation world was changing with each passing day. Which powerful country in the world did not have a secret technique trove that was not updated from generation to generation?
You have collected so many secret techniques, but more than half of them are outdated, okay? Less than half of them will not last for more than a few years. There were only a few that could be used —
He only knew when he started to learn them. It would be strange if a broken technique like the Great Five Elements Chaotic Heaven Step, which required extremely complicated requirements, was not eliminated. In another hundred years, it would be impossible to master it.
In this day and age, where could he find the pure wind of the Great Five Elements? If not for Uncle Deng …
Only Uncle Deng had worked hard.
Before you died, you left a will and said, "Do not forget the will of your father", and I would have to sacrifice my life to die.
Before I die, I have to give birth to a child and leave my bloodline so that my future generations can continue to die.
Just like you, like your father, like your grandfather.
Go to hell!
I haven't even seen what you look like!
Until he saw the broken finger, Zhao Rucheng had been telling himself this in his heart. In order to resist the inexplicable fetters of the bloodline, the so-called "hatred of the ancestors, five generations of blood feud".
He was born smart. He was not willing to continue the so-called hopeless "career", and he was even more unwilling to become the continuation of the will of the dead.
He wanted to live his life, even if it was "meaningless".
What was the meaning of life?
He had no future. The more conspicuous he was, the faster he would die. It was better to muddle through the past and enjoy every day.
Uncle Deng had never asked him to respect all his choices …
But after seeing the broken finger, everything was different.
He was too smart to believe in himself.
He could not be like those "fools" who always held hope.
But at last, he realized so deeply that —
It was useless to escape.
At this moment, the dark gold sword energy swimming between his fingers had an extremely beautiful luster.
Most of the people present only recognized that it was a unique way of using the Geng Metal sword energy, but they could not see its foundation.
It actually had a nice name, called …
"Immortal at the Magpie Bridge".
The fight with Yin Wenhua did not force out the true face of this technique.
Only in Tianjiao, an overlord country like Huang Sheli, could it be treated as the foundation.
Now, he wanted to let the world know.
The clear light that enveloped the martial arts stage dispersed like flowing water. Yu Qie had already announced the start of the battle.
Zhao Rucheng immediately raised his hand and pushed forward!
The battle between the strong was fought in an instant.
Huang Sheli had already started to move, but Zhao Rucheng's Geng Metal sword energy had already arrived!
Thousands of dark gold sword energy, after leaving his hand, turned into sword magpies. Each sword magpie held the tail of the previous sword magpie. Every time they connected, they would suddenly accelerate.
With the head and tail connected, the sword magpies formed a bridge.
The bridge formed by the dark gold sword magpies, almost as soon as it left Zhao Rucheng's hand, had already landed on Huang Sheli's body. It was so fast!
The so-called sword energy into threads, sword energy into swords, sword energy like flying needles and arrows, were just simple uses.
The true mystery of the magpie bridge immortal metal sword energy was in this move, "Magpie bridge"!
This move had a name. It was called, "Once a year at Magpie bridge, once a lifetime to see this move."
Because after seeing this move, the so-called "lifetime" would no longer exist.
How fast was this sword?
Below the stage, Jiang Wang pondered to himself. Even if he was a sword veteran past his prime, he wouldn't be this fast!
This sword was so fast …
Huang Sheli had just raised his hand, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand raised its head.
The magpie bridge had arrived.
What it pierced wasn't just the distance, but also the qi activity in front of Huang Sheli. It was the space she gave him to react!
The audience almost stopped breathing.
Tianjiao of Mu wanted to finish off his opponent with one blow!
But this …
Of course not.
Almost at the same time he saw the magpie bridge.
A verdant, oval-shaped, gem-like object appeared in Huang Sheli's bright black eyes.
In a flash, it disappeared.
It was a divine ability, Bodhi.
Many people in the Jing Kingdom knew of Huang Sheli's divine ability. Of course, this information was no stranger to Tianjiao of other countries.
The effect of this divine ability was —
"Activate the state of enlightenment."
It could be used for cultivation as well as battle.
What was "enlightenment"?
It was always awake and had a new awareness of all things.
More intuitively speaking, under Bodhi's divine ability, Huang Sheli's battle reaction, battle understanding, and grasp of opportunities … would all be improved in all aspects!
When the magpie bridge appeared, it was already in front of her.
When Bodhi appeared, everything became clear.
Huang Sheli flipped the demon-subduing pestle, held the handle with both hands, and stabbed the triangular awl in front of her without hesitation!
It was too fast, too decisive!
Almost at the same time as the sword magpie bridge extended over, her demon-subduing pestle had already stabbed.
The sharp tip of the pestle accurately pierced a sword magpie three feet in front of her, shattering it into pieces and scattering the ownerless sword energy.
Why was this stab accurate?
Because this sword magpie happened to be the core of the entire sword magpie bridge, and also the trigger point for Zhao Rucheng's next attack. In other words, the next transformation of the magpie bridge was aborted in the womb.
People could clearly see the gorgeous and splendid sword magpie bridge crossing the sky.
Huang Sheli's bright yellow robe fluttered behind her. She held the demon-subduing pestle with both hands and stabbed it into the sword magpie bridge, showing off her healthy and beautiful figure.
The dark gold sword magpie bridge and her bronze skin complemented each other.
The beautiful and dazzling sword magpie bridge collapsed in front of her.
Beautiful things were shattered in front of beautiful things.
With just one stab, the magpie bridge collapsed prematurely!
Zhao Rucheng didn't seem surprised.
He clenched his left hand and pulled his right hand, pulling out a dark gold longsword made of intertwined golden sword energy. Then, he stepped onto the collapsing sword magpie bridge.
He arrived on the bridge.
Before the sword magpie bridge completely collapsed, he arrived in front of Huang Sheli, the golden sword in his hand already across her neck!
Below the stage, Jiang Wang's eyes moved slightly.
This horizontal slash of his sword actually had the charm of a famed scholar's downfall and a life and death grudge!
Of course, the actual method of application and the technique of exerting force were different.
Just like how he learned Chao Yu's Hidden Blade for Ten Years, he also learned the concept.
Facing this sword, Huang Sheli, who was in the state of Bodhi, directly pulled back her demon-subduing pestle. Her left hand loosened, and her right hand held the demon-subduing pestle. Using the Buddha's head position, she knocked on the opponent's sword!
This series of actions was simple, direct, and natural, with a kind of beauty that was close to entering the Dao.
Zhao Rucheng's golden sword was directly shattered, exploding into dark gold sword energy that filled the sky!
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