With a flick of Cui Zhaoren's finger, the sword in his hand floated in front of Li Muyang.
Li Muyang stretched out his hand and the sword landed in Li Muyang's hand.
The hilt was pitch-black and the blade was silvery white.
Under the blazing sun, a stream of light flickered on it.
It was a good sword.
"This sword is called Understand Heaven, it is made from divine iron from overseas and was smelted by Tiandu's famous swordsmith Cao Yezi. At that time it was named in order to reach the Heavenly way as soon as possible, using the third sword of the Sword of Tribulation to sever the Heavenly way — — But now it seems I'm asking to be humiliated. "Cui Zhaoren's voice was filled with infinite regret.
The divine continent is vast, the world is bustling, there are countless strange people. If I could live one more day, I would be able to see more. What a pity, what a pity — —
"If Brother Muyang doesn't mind, I'll give you this Understand Heaven sword as a token of appreciation. Although the gift is small, but it's also a token of my sincerity. If a good sword were to sink into the river, it would not be a good thing. " Cui Zhaoren looked at Li Muyang with a sincere expression. "I see Brother Muyang does not have a sword, so I'll take it with me. When I find a good sword in the future, I'll give it to its owner. I'll let it have a chance to shine. "
Li Muyang could feel Cui Zhaoren's reluctance to part with his life and his pity for the sword. He thought to himself: if I knew this would happen, why would I return to the past?
However, he had a higher opinion of Cui Zhaoren's character. He asked aloud: "I haven't asked your name yet."
"Cui Zhaoren." Cui Zhaoren was inwardly delighted. To be asked for his name at this time, it means the other party wants to remember him. Remember, these two words have a special meaning to martial artists like him. Because you've gained the respect of your opponent. Otherwise, why would others remember your name? They often say 'tell me your name, this sword will not kill a nameless soldier'. "Cui Zhaoren."
"Cui Zhaoren?" Li Muyang's brows slightly wrinkled, pondering for a long time before he asked: "Your surname is Cui?"
"Yes." Cui Zhaoren did not understand why Li Muyang's expression changed, revealing an awkward expression. "Tiandu Cui family."
This time, Li Muyang took a longer time to think.
"Is there a problem?" Cui Zhaoren was worried. Could it be that this fellow didn't dare to use his sword after hearing about his background? If that was the case, he wouldn't be able to see the Heaven Severing Dao. Not only would he not be able to see her now, he might not be able to see her for the rest of his life. It was truly one of the greatest regrets of his life.
"No." Li Muyang said aloud. "You better think it through. If I feed your body to the sword, you'll be dismembered on the spot and have no chance of survival."
"If I don't use my body to feed the sword, will you let me go?" Cui Zhaoren asked with a smile.
This time, Li Muyang's answer was very straightforward. "I won't."
When they were on the ship, Cui Zhaoren didn't give Li Muyang any chance to explain or prepare. He slashed at him with his sword, intending to kill him.
Fortunately, Li Muyang possessed the 'Art of the Breaking Body'. Moreover, he was always on guard, so he was only thrown into the river and was saved by the Chuo Dragon. Otherwise, Li Muyang would have already become a corpse swallowed by fish and shrimps — —
In that case, would Li Muyang still have the chance to fight against Cui Zhaoren? Would he still have the chance to experience his pursuit of martial arts and his love for his sword?
Dead people have no right to talk about forgiveness.
Just like Cui Zhaoren's second sword, if there is a good cause, there will be a good effect. If there is a bad cause, then there will naturally be a bad effect.
Li Muyang will not forgive Cui Zhaoren, no matter what kind of person he has become.
"So — —" Cui Zhaoren was not the least bit surprised by Li Muyang's answer. He said with a smile: "To be able to sacrifice oneself for a just cause, moreover it's the Heaven Severing Dao that no one in my Cui family has been able to touch for thousands of years — — I have no regrets even if I die."
Li Muyang nodded. "Then watch carefully."
Cui Zhaoren closed his eyes.
For a master like him, he can 'sense' every move of his opponent. If he paid close attention, he could even sense his every breath.
His eyes sometimes have a deceptive nature, making him unable to clearly and directly feel the marvelous power of the divine skill and the power of heaven and earth.
Li Muyang moved.
He lifted the sword in his hand high, a golden bolt of lightning leaping across the blade.
It was the same as Cui Zhaoren's second sword, but midway there was a change.
Cui Zhaoren's [Sever Karma] first accumulated power and then released it, using his body's [Secrets of Hundred and Eight Thousand Desolation] to stimulate the underworld fire, using it as the source of attack.
It was powerful, burning everything, destroying the space.
But it also drained away the qi in his body, destroying his foundation.
The Sword of Trapped Fruit was a bit like killing someone, but first killing oneself.
Of course, most people were killed by this incomparably domineering sword. So he had to pay for it.
Moreover, the hand seals were complicated, it was difficult for ordinary people to master.
Li Muyang's sword did not have any unnecessary changes. He held it high in the air, like he was about to slash, but not slash.
Aside from the lightning flashing in between, he looked like an ordinary sword stance.
There was a muffled rumble of thunder in the distance, as if it came from the ninth heaven, but also as if it was right in front of his eyes.
However, it was this sword stance that broadened Cui Zhaoren's horizons, giving him a feeling of instant enlightenment.
"Get rid of the impurities and retain the essence, turn the complex into the simple." Cui Zhaoren muttered to himself. "The second sword stance is more complicated than the first, so my family thought the third sword stance would be more complicated than the second. The [Sword of Tribulation] only has this sword stance, my family thought it was just an incomplete technique, and the rest of the technique was not clearly described — — But that's not the case. The essence of this sword stance lies in the four words' draw the bow but not shoot '. "
"It is rumoured that the [Sword of Tribulation] was created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and bestowed upon the world, so the third sword stance should naturally include the supreme wisdom of Buddhism. In Buddhism, there is a story about a smile on a flower. Once Brahma asked Buddha Sakyamuni to preach on Vulture Mountain. Brahma led the crowd to present a Golden Udumbara Flower to Buddha, then solemnly bowed and everyone retreated to the side. Buddha picked up a Golden Udumbara Flower, looking serene, but did not say a single word. Everyone did not understand what he meant. They looked at each other in dismay, only Maha Kasyapa broke into a smile. Buddha immediately announced: I have the profound Dharma that illuminates the universe, contains all things, extinguishes life and death, transcends the cycle of reincarnation, and can get rid of all false appearances and achieve enlightenment. The beauty of this is indescribable. I do not write words, but pass my heart to another heart. Now I pass it to Maha Kasyapa. Then I pass the golden kasaya and alms bowl that I usually use to Kasyapa. "
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is naturally well-versed in Buddhism, turning the extremely complex into the extremely simple, turning the traceable into untraceable. Without a trace, there is no flaw, and without flaw, there is no way to guard against it. So, this Li Muyang said he has seen a more perfect [Sword of Tribulation]. "
Cui Zhaoren's heart was pounding. He knew he was too focused before. The more impatient he was, the more he regressed. The third sword was not practiced, but comprehended. Severing the Heavenly Dao meant to reach the Heavenly Dao and then sever the Heavenly Dao.
What was the Heavenly Dao? For lust, for benefits, and for the supreme cultivation.
It was not to obtain, but to abandon.
It was difficult to reach unless one was broad-minded and wise.
Only when the six senses were pure could one become a Buddha. This was the most basic and simplest Buddhist principle, but it was ignored by everyone.
"Understood." Cui Zhaoren's face bloomed with a smile of relief. That smile was pure and noble, and actually had the benevolence of a Buddhist. "Understood."
Li Muyang swung his sword.
There was no wind or thunder, and there was no aura.
There was no sword energy, and there was no sound.
It was like an ordinary person's sword.
However, there was a thunderous response from beyond the Nine Heavens, and it rumbled toward Cui Zhaoren.
"Dark fire is better." Cui Zhaoren sighed.
Although Li Muyang had memorized the third sword move of the 'Sword of Tribulation', he did not know the sword technique. More importantly, he could not activate the dark fire, nor could he display the 'Secrets of One Hundred and Eight Thousand Desolation', so he could only see the shape of the sword, without any spirit. Its power was also greatly reduced, it was difficult to display even ten percent of its original power.
"Thank you." Cui Zhaoren said softly.
White light covered the horizon, the lightning was more dazzling than the blazing sun in the sky.
The light of the sword unexpectedly blocked the light of the sun. Only this white light could be seen, but it was difficult to see the sunlight that shines on the world.
A white ditch appeared in the sky, dividing the sky into two halves, and also dividing the white clouds into two halves.
White clouds drifted past, but when they encountered the edge of the ditch, they found it difficult to cross over.
As if it really existed.
Before the white light dispersed, Cui Zhaoren had already disappeared.
Li Muyang hovered in the air, quietly remaining silent.
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"Young Lord — —" On the river, a member of the Monitor Division who was clinging to the deck for survival looked up at the sky. When he saw that Cui Zhaoren had disappeared, his eyes reddened and he roared. "Brothers, hurry back to report, Starry Night will avenge the Minister — —"
As he spoke, his body had already leapt out of the river. He stood on the deck, tiptoed, and leapt into the air.
In mid-air, his long sword was unsheathed.
Clang — —
His sword slashed towards the slowly descending Li Muyang.
Bang — —
Li Muyang punched out, the body of the member of the Monitor Division exploded in the air.
"Qingfeng will avenge the Minister, brothers, quickly run — —"
Another member of the Monitor Division leapt up, but was instantly killed by Li Muyang's punch.
"Take care of my family, Mo Chao will fight the enemy — —"
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The black-robed men were like strong puppets, leaping into the air, raising their broadswords and slashing towards Li Muyang.
Their companion's body exploded in the air, but it still could not stop their desire for revenge.
They would not rest until they die!
In this battle, the twenty-one members of the Monitor Division of the Kingdom all died in battle, including the head of the Monitor Division Cui Zhaoren.
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