Lou Xiaoyi fiddled with a small metal clock in his hand, the Clock of Disorder. He looked at it for a long time but could not find anything special about it. In the end, he realized that it was a one-use item, a piece of trash.
However, the Bell of Chaos itself was still a huge shock to him. He realized that in the world of cultivation, a cultivator like him who didn't know much about other orthodoxies dared to challenge the heroes of the world. He didn't know if he would do the same thing again if he could go back to the way he was in the past.
There was no problem with his strength, his battle instincts, and his tactics. The only problem was his knowledge!
In the first few decades of his life in Xuanyuan, he was confined to a limited number of places to improve himself. In the last fifty years, he was isolated from the rest of the world in the Peacock Plume! What he lacked was communication, knowledge, and the vastness of the Cultivation World!
Fortunately, he had improved a lot in the past seven years, but it was still not enough. For example, he had never heard of the Clock of Disorder. If he had used the Four Seasons and used the Heaven Measuring Sword Ruler, the result would not have been good!
How many more treasures like the Clock of Disorder were there in the Dharma and Body Meridians? He did not know. What was worse was that he had to face it, and it was right in front of him!
He finally understood why there was no Swordsman ever since the creation of the Five Rings Ranking! According to the Swordsman's style, they would not miss an opportunity to prove their strength. They would be the most enthusiastic participants in the Cultivation World. However, for thousands of years, there was no success. What was the reason?
The Swordsman who was always battle-hungry and courageous was unable to move forward on the highest stage of the Cultivation World. There were even sects that prohibited him from using his sword! Now he understood that he could not use his sword in this place!
Using his sword was not just about shuttling back and forth in a narrow sense, but also had a strategic meaning in a broad sense!
For example, if he was faced with an unsolvable situation, he could leave without hesitation and choose another opportunity. Just like when he faced Duan Baoshi, could he solve the Clock of Disorder? If he could not solve it, he could choose not to. If he could not catch up to him, he could choose not to.
However, if he could not solve it in the Cliff of Fish Leaping, he had to solve it on the spot. There was no space for him to use his sword! He was lucky enough to solve the Disorder Clock, but what about the other magical items?
To him, the most realistic solution was to attack, attack, attack, and attack again. He had to go on a frenzied rampage so that his opponent wouldn't be able to react in time. This was the most important fighting principle of a Swordsman. He didn't have a deep understanding of this principle in the past, but he did now!
The growth of a Swordsman was also a step-by-step process …
Ya Pu gently stroked his daughter's hair. He knew that this was likely to be the last time. The major Law Factions had decided not to force them to participate. They had only chosen the strongest, the most mature, the most unique, and the most targeted 10 people.
He didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky to be chosen!
There were so many things he wanted to say, but because there were so many things, he didn't know what to say!
There was only one sentence. "Xiao Li! You must know that once we step into the Dao Sect, we are no longer ordinary people! Don't use the way ordinary people treat grudges. It's not appropriate in the Cultivation World!
I don't have any grudges with that Swordsman, and I don't have any grudges with Xuanyuan, but I still came here and fought with all my might. I did it for myself, not for my family, and not for my sect!
That Swordsman isn't an enemy, and no one forced your father to participate in this battle. As long as I give them the slightest hint, they have other candidates!
So, don't think about revenge. Xuanyuan, Wushang, Three Pure Ones, etc. In the Cultivation World, there are some things that are beyond one's control!
This is where I belong, and it may be where you belong in the future! I only hope that before you decide on your own path, you won't be affected by what happened today!
This isn't anyone's fault. Others want to cut open a path for themselves, and I want to stop others from cutting open a path for myself. It's the same thing!
Remember, there are no grudges. Everyone who steps onto the battlefield makes their own choice. Since there's a chance to win and gain everything, there's also a chance to lose and lose your life!
It's very fair! "
Ya Pu flew up the cliff. He was the third person out of the ten! The first two were defeated, and they were defeated! However, compared to Yu Gu and Duan Baoshi, they were much luckier. At least they were able to keep their lives!
However, he was different. Although the Blood River Sect was a distant branch of Daoism, their bloodline was still very far apart. With the Blood River Sect's battle characteristics, it was a life and death battle within the boundary. It was very difficult to say whether the battle would end in a draw, or if one side was defeated and left with injuries.
This was the Blood River Sect's characteristic, and the Swordsman's sword was merciless. If the cultivators from these two orthodoxies met, there would be no escape!
Furthermore, he didn't plan to leave any leeway for himself. To the Blood River Sect, leaving any leeway was no different from seeking death. He might as well not go up!
As he slowly approached, he looked like he was about to die. His appearance was unremarkable, and he didn't have the demeanor of a powerful cultivator. He wasn't on the list either, so apart from the Red Sun Sect and Shou Ru Shang Xin's group, almost no one knew of his background. He didn't register either. If he won, he couldn't hide it. If he lost, he would be quickly forgotten, and he wouldn't be a burden to the sect.
Just like that, he silently moved forward. His target was the silent and vicious Swordsman. When he was less than ten thousand feet away, Ya Pu took a deep breath. His eyes turned crimson red, and blood mist began to surge out from his body. It was very fast, and the blood mist became thicker and thicker until he couldn't be seen at all. Even the divine sense of a cultivator couldn't see through it.
It was like a blood-red cloud!
The spectators immediately understood the origin of this old man. The Blood River Sect's original form was the Blood River. It was thick and boundless, and Blood River Sect cultivators were the masters of it.
But that was the Blood River Sect cultivators of Jin Dan and above. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator could only form a blood mist, which was far inferior to the Blood River Sect. Of course, it was also much less magical. But if it was only used to hide one's body, block divine sense, and protect oneself, it was more than enough!
Finally, Ya Pu's blood mist expanded to a radius of several hundred feet, which was also his limit. He slowly flew towards Lou Xiaoyi, neither too fast nor too slow.
Lou Xiaoyi's expression was calm. This was a new thing to him, and he needed to explore its roots. His powerful divine sense swept through the blood mist. It could penetrate it, but he couldn't find any trace of his opponent. But he knew that this person must be hiding in the blood mist!
This was a new topic. Even in the Boao Pavilion, he hadn't paid attention to it. Perhaps there was, but it was relatively rare. After all, in terms of learning, Swordsman first had to learn how to deal with mainstream cultivation methods and orthodoxies. The Blood River Sect had long since declined in the Fifth Ring. Very few people would waste their time on such an obscure orthodoxy.
There was no other way. Lou Xiaoyi shook the sword case on his back, and the Four Seasons whistled out!
Only the Four Seasons was the most suitable, because the materials used to make flying swords were inert. The blood mist should be able to damage the flying swords, right?
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