The flying sword's speed was raised to the limit. Before it could fly far, a calm voice suddenly came from behind Yang Xuan.
"Back down!"
Following that, Yang Xuan's eyes revealed an intense look of disbelief. He suddenly turned around and saw a huge beam of light appear, instantly isolating all the flying swords outside.
At the top of the beam of light, a black-robed old man stood in the air. His body did not emit any light at all. His gaze passed through the distance and landed on Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan's hair stood on end. A strong sense of danger made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Go!" The spiritual qi in Yang Xuan's body surged out, increasing his speed by a few notches.
"Friend, since you're here, take it easy!" The voice entered Yang Xuan's ears like a whisper, incomparably clear.
Yang Xuan was alarmed. Earth spiritual qi surged out, turning into a huge palm that instantly slammed to the side.
Beside him, the black-robed old man extended a finger and gently tapped Yang Xuan's black palm.
There was no sound. It was as if a tiny black hole had suddenly appeared in the air, completely sucking in Yang Xuan's attack.
A trace of surprise appeared on the black-robed old man's face, "What martial technique is this?"
Yang Xuan stopped. He had no choice but to stop because the space around him seemed to have suddenly condensed, becoming as dense as porridge. If he continued to fly on his sword, his speed would be a joke.
Yang Xuan stared at the black-robed old man with an extremely solemn expression. He enunciated each word clearly, "Human Dao expert?"
There was not a single bit of light around the black-robed old man. He just stood in the air. Hearing this, he smiled and shook his head, "Friend, you flatter me. Human Dao is as difficult as ascending to the heavens. It's not something that we can peek into. I've only scratched the surface for the time being."
Yang Xuan understood. The old man before him had not actually entered the Human Dao realm. To be precise, he was at the peak of the sixth stage of the five qis, half a step into the Human Dao.
"Who are you?" Yang Xuan asked in a deep voice.
"This old man is Biyun Sect's Vice Sect Master, Ling Wudao. How should I address you, friend?" Ling Wudao had a smile on his face, as if they were old friends and didn't seem to be a threat at all.
At this time, the other members of Biyun Sect had already surrounded this side.
"Go back, all of you. This friend's Martial Skill is very strange. Even I might not be able to take care of him. There's no need for you to sacrifice yourselves for nothing," Ling Wudao said indifferently without turning around.
Ling Wudao was only below one person in Biyun Sect and above everyone else. His words were like an imperial edict. As soon as he finished speaking, the people of Biyun Sect all retreated.
They were already outside the Biyun Sect, about ten li away. When all the Biyun Sect disciples retreated, only Yang Xuan, Meng QingQing, and Ling Wudao remained.
Seeing Yang Xuan look towards Biyun Sect, Ling Wudao smiled and explained, "Even if they can beat you, they will have to pay a terrible price. I might as well make a move directly to save them from sacrificing themselves for nothing."
Yang Xuan had a whole new level of respect for this Ling Wudao. If every sect had people like Ling Wudao, it was terrifying just thinking about it.
"How should I address you, friend?" Ling Wudao asked again.
"Ren Woxing." Yang Xuan gave a fake name.
Ling Wudao's eyes were filled with surprise, and his face seemed to be in disbelief. He said slowly, "People have joys and sorrows, the moon has waxing and waning? Ren Woxing? "
Yang Xuan was also a little surprised. This Shuidiao song spread so quickly? How did it spread to Biyun Sect?
Meng QingQing looked at Yang Xuan strangely. What Ren Woxing, what waxing and waning?
Ling Wudao's face was already filled with joy. He laughed and said, "I didn't expect Mister Ren to grace us with his presence. I apologize for not going out to welcome you."
Seeing the look of astonishment on Yang Xuan's face, he shook his head and explained, "Mister Ren Puyang may not know this, but your poem 'When Will the Moon Appear' has already spread like wildfire within Green Snow City, and has even begun to spread outside. Mister Ren Puyang's great name has long been known by everyone along with this poem."
He smiled and continued, "Not to mention, there were also disciples from Biyun Sect participating in the semi-finals. Therefore, I have long heard of Mister Ren's name."
Yang Xuan finally understood. He didn't expect Ling Wudao to know of his name just by casually plagiarizing a poem.
But thinking about it, what kind of person was Dongpo Householder? His Shuidiao song had been passed down for thousands of years and had long been praised by the masses as a classic. How could the people of this world compare to it?
Ling Wudao sighed and said, "Mister Ren is really a great talent. I hope people will live long. The poem 'A thousand miles apart together' expresses the true feelings of the world. It's amazing. I'm afraid this poem will become the last one in the world and will never be heard of again."
Yang Xuan's face turned slightly red. Although the situation wasn't right, he still felt a little embarrassed. As a plagiarist, being praised like this made him feel a little embarrassed.
"Senior, you're too kind!" Yang Xuan said modestly as he thought of a solution.
Ling Wudao shook his head and his eyes were full of admiration. "Mister Ren, you're too modest. Not to mention your poem 'When Will the Bright Moon Appear', just your poem 'Rivers Run Red' alone makes one's blood boil. I really wish I could immediately pick up my saber and fight fiercely on the battlefield. That's what I call satisfying. To tell you the truth, when I heard Mister Ren joke about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu and having the ambition to eat the flesh of the barbarians, my blood boiled and I made some progress in my martial cultivation. It's all thanks to Mister Ren."
Yang Xuan was speechless. If Ling Wudao could break through after reading 'Rivers Run Red' once, it would really be a sin.
Ling Wudao looked puzzled and asked, "But I don't know which country the Xiongnu and barbarians in this poem are from. I hope Mister Ren can teach me."
Yang Xuan swept out with his spiritual sense. The air around him was still very thick. It was very likely that he had fallen into a space similar to a domain. Even if he escaped alone, it would be impossible, not to mention that he was carrying Meng Qingqing.
Helplessly, he made up a story. "The Xiongnu and barbarians are small and remote races that have long disappeared. This is just a reference."
Ling Wudao nodded. "I see. They must have been destroyed by Mister Ren."
Then, he cupped his hands towards Yang Xuan and said, "I didn't know you were Mister Ren. I hope you can forgive me for offending you. Now, I sincerely invite Mister Ren to my Bi Yun Sect as a guest. I will definitely treat you well and treat Mister Ren as a distinguished guest."
Yang Xuan sensed the dense space around him, and doubts began to form in his heart. He had already violated Biyun Sect's taboo by coming to save the people of Giant Spirit Sect, not to mention that he had killed a Venerable of Biyun Sect. However, Wudao didn't mention this matter at all, and instead praised him greatly, and even invited him to be a guest. If someone were to say that there wasn't a scheme behind this, he would be the first to not believe it.
Ling Wudao seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He looked at Meng Qingqing and said with a smile, "She's just a junior. For Mister Ren's sake, there's no harm in letting her go."
Yang Xuan didn't know what he wanted to say, but it was a good thing that he agreed to let Meng Qingqing go. Thus, he said, "Thank you very much, Senior Ling."
Ling Wudao smiled. "It's okay. Mister Ren is very talented. If I don't give you face, outsiders will scold me to death if word gets out."
Yang Xuan was alarmed. Ling Wudao's behavior was as strange as it could be. He had no choice but to raise his vigilance.
Sure enough, Ling Wudao continued, "I heard that Mister Ren not only has outstanding literary talent, the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and the shadow dancing in the world, but you also have deep attainments in mathematics. I was very happy to hear that. I would like to ask Mister Ren for advice on the method of measuring shadows and the method of calculating circles. I hope Mister Ren will not be stingy with his guidance.
Yang Xuan quivered. At this moment, he understood everything.
Sure enough, it was the method of measuring shadows and the method of calculating circles.
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