On top of the city wall in the south of Great peace City, an old man and a young girl stood out among the clanging armor. The old man was dressed in linen and carried a long sword on his back. He looked like a normal swordsman. The young girl was in the prime of her life. Not only did she carry a sword on her back, but she also had two swords on her waist. She was even holding a sword in her hand. Therefore, she did not look like a swordswoman, but more like a little girl selling swords on the street. The two were Chai Qingshan, the current leader of Dongyue Sword Pool, and Shan Yiyi, who had been given a book of Qingshui Pavilion Sword Practice by the young lord in Escape Summer Town. Previously, several people had left the city aggressively, but in the end, they were sent flying back into the city. Their corpses were embedded in the city wall, just like flies and mosquitoes that had been smashed into pieces on the window. The miserable scene made many of the Liyang military officers on the city wall shudder with fear and trepidation. They subconsciously glanced at the master and disciple of Sword Pool, who had a large age gap, and finally regained some courage with great difficulty.
The young girl's face was a little pale. It was not that her body was not as strong as ordinary soldiers, but that after reaching a high level in martial arts, her perception of the Qi between heaven and earth was different from ordinary people. It was like an ordinary person looking at the rolling river. They only felt that it was magnificent, but Qi cultivators could see the signs of the flow of Qi in the world.
Her master, Chai Qingshan, was a well-deserved grandmaster of the sword. Since he had chosen her as his closed-door disciple, it was natural that he had taken a fancy to her outstanding talent. When he was chatting with the old master of Wu Family's Sword Tomb, he was quite conceited and said that his female disciple's talent in the sword was second only to Jiang Si, the Empress of West Chu. The young girl, whose name sounded like "three two one", only felt that she was standing on top of the city wall of Martial Emperor and would be smashed to death in the next moment. She clenched her teeth and held the long sword tightly. Her delicate body was on the verge of collapse. Only when Chai Qingshan reached out a hand to support the ancient sword "Young Phoenix" on her back did the young girl feel relieved. She took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Master, what is Great Official Cao trying to do? Does he really want to break into the capital by himself? Will he only stop when he kills his way into the palace for the fifth time? "
Chai Qingshan, who had traveled extensively with the young girl in recent years, shook his head and said, "Master doesn't know why Cao Changqing changed from the Confucian Way to the Hegemonic Way."
The young girl looked at the lonely figure outside the city and felt inexplicably sorrowful. It was rumored that he had once served as a high-ranking official in West Chu and was waiting for the imperial decree. He had feelings for the empress of West Chu, but he had never shown it his entire life. He had always adhered to the etiquette of a ruler and his minister. In the end, he had been separated by life and death, but he had never revealed his feelings. The young girl did not care if the scholar who became the Confucian Sage in the ancient battlefield of West Wall was the pride of the Cao family. She did not even care about Cao Qingyi's magnificent feat of passing through the corridors of Liyang Palace three times in her early years. She was just a little envious of the poor woman who had been scolded for 20 years. Even though she was written in various unofficial histories as an unbearable vixen and the chief culprit of the destruction of Da Chu, the young girl only thought that if she died one day, it would be nice to have such an infatuated person still thinking about her after death. Thinking of this, the young girl sighed softly. She raised her arm and patted her chest with the body of the incomplete new sword "White Python". There, separated by the thinning clothes of spring, was a yellowed script "Green Water Pavilion". That was probably where her heart was at ease. It was also the reason why this was the first time she had truly practiced the sword seriously after leaving Beiliang. That young man was tall and slender, so when he spoke to her in the summer town at the foot of Wudang Mountain, he had to lower his head. Although his smile was warm, he only thought of her as an innocent Jianghu girl, a Jianghu junior who did not care if they would meet again after brushing past each other. She did not like this.
As Cao Changqing once again placed a piece on the chessboard, a rainbow light as thick as the pillar of the Hall of Martial Heroes rapidly descended from the sky. Great Peace City shuddered again.
Chai Qingshan did not look at the magnificent pillar of light descending from the city behind him. He sighed emotionally, "Us swordsmen, from ancient times until now, have tirelessly pursued the great realms of Qi Rushing into the Bull and Reaching the Rainbow. I had not thought that Cao Changqing was already able to channel the great righteousness of the world from the blue sky into the human world. Gao Shulu's so-called mysterious celestial being is just this. What a good Cao Changqing. It is no different from adding another ten feet to the hundred-foot scroll. "
If there were Qi practitioners of the northern lands standing on the city walls right now, they would discover that some of Great Peace City's blue-purple Qi flowed slowly into the young girl's orifices like water. The young girl was completely unaware. Even Chai Qingshan, who had long reached the Ethereal Passage – Tiny Finger Profound Realm, did not sense it. Different professions were like different mountains. Celestial Phenomenon and Land Immortal were only separated by one level, but they were two completely different worlds.
The young girl suddenly asked curiously, "Of the people of the three sects outside of pure martial arts, Buddhism's eminent monks are Vajra when they enter the first grade, Daoist immortals are Profound when they enter the first grade, and Confucian immortals reach Celestial Phenomenon in one step. Master, you have always been vague in the past. Why do you only say that there is no difference between the three? And why is it so difficult for Confucian people to become saints? "
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