Chapter 159: Sitting and Forgetting the Light The Way to Win or Lose
"Luna, what are you doing?"
In the square, the star soul behind the moon god looked angry and full of unwillingness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
The moon god turned around, looked at the star soul, and said in a secret voice: "Star soul, you should know that your body can't withstand the next trick you will use. β
"You don't have to." Star Soul replied in a secret voice, since he was a child, he has always been smooth sailing with his talents, and Star Soul, who was one of the two protectors of the Yin and Yang family at a young age, was arrogant, and had never suffered such a big loss.
"It doesn't matter what you do. But if you lose the face of the Yin and Yang family here, it has something to do with me. Besides, you don't want to be like that in front of everyone! β
After the moon god finished speaking, the star soul's face showed a trace of fear, and the true qi around his body calmed down, straightened up, and was no longer in a defensive posture.
The moon god ignored the star soul, turned around, and looked at Zhang Liang on the opposite side again.
At this moment, the three masters of Confucianism already have multiple incisions in their clothes, and they are messy, but standing in the wind, their posture is fluttering, and there is a trace of elegance in their independent arrogance.
"The Ling Xuan Sword Lord is really extraordinary. This game was lost. But if I'm not mistaken, what Zhang San has just used should be the secret method of Taoist Heavenly Sect, the Divine Sword Ling Xiao True Technique. I don't know how the three masters of Confucianism can use the secrets of Taoism? β
Ying Ziyi smiled, and the moon god asked rhetorically It seems random, but it is harboring evil intentions. Judging from the classification in the villain system, the Divine Sword Lingxiao True Technique definitely belongs to the martial arts of the Heavenly Rank, and it is an unpassed secret that belongs to the sect. A disciple of Confucianism is the secret of the Jingdao family, but the meaning of this is much more intriguing when studied in detail.
Sure enough, when the moon god finished speaking, whether it was the great Confucians behind Gongzi Fusu or the Confucian disciples on the side of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, they all revealed a strange look on their faces, and their brows were furrowed.
Fu Nian looked as usual, and Yan Lu had an indifferent and tolerant expression. It's just that they understand that the little sage village in the midst of an eventful season seems to be about to make another storm.
"In the past, I traveled the world and received guidance from Taoist masters." Zhang Liang didn't say much, and he didn't seem to be interested in explaining in detail to the moon god.
The long sword was returned to the sheath, Zhang Liang paced out of the field, and hugged his fists at the crowd watching the battle, Fu Nian nodded, Zhang Liang returned to the crowd, Ying Ziyi's side.
Zhang Liang asked softly: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, just now everyone thought that the ovary would lose, why didn't His Highness think so?" β
Good guy, Ying Ziyi said secretly in his heart. It seems that when Zhang Liang was fighting, he was still paying attention to the situation here. It seems that Zhang Liang saw his move to block Fu Nian just now.
"What kind of person is Zhang Liang in the ovary room?"
Ying Ziyi's words made Zhang Liang a little confused, what did he mean by this?
Zhang Liang's puzzled Ying Ziyi saw it in his eyes, and he was able to show this expression, Ying Ziyi was really a little excited when he thought about it!
"Please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for advice."
"Zhang Liangzhi has no last resort and unparalleled strategy. If you are not sure, how can you pull out that Ling Xuan Sword? β
Zhang Liang was a little surprised, looking at Ying Ziyi, what he didn't expect was that it was the prince of the empire who knew him best, the notorious Ying Ziyi on the rivers and lakes.
Zhang's conscience was complicated, but his complexion remained unchanged. Looking at his senior brother Yan Lu's fingers, he had quietly walked into the field.
The god of the moon has not left the square since he entered the square.
The moon god has a solemn bearing, and his body is full of divine breath. And Yan Lu was indifferent and very peaceful.
The temperaments of the two are very different. Yan Lu arched his hand slightly and said, "Yan Lu, the second master of Confucianism, asks for advice!" β
After Yan Lu finished speaking, a tide-like black shadow poured out from the feet of the moon god, quickly devouring everything around him, until the last ray of light disappeared from Yan Lu's field of vision.
At this moment, it seems that the whole world is gone.
Peng, a bright yellow flame appeared between Yan Lu and the moon god, reflecting this strange space.
"Is this an illusion?" Yan Lu looked around and said with a smile.
"That's right." The moon god's voice was indifferent and cold: "Here, you will experience the pain in your heart. No matter how strong-willed a person is, he cannot stay out of the world. β
"Really?" Yan Lu smiled, but there was not much fluctuation.
"What's going on with these two people?"
Outside the square, a group of people looked at Yan Lu and Moon God, who were motionless, and they were all surprised, what were these two people doing?
"It takes time to prepare and launch the illusion, and it seems that the moon god entered the square early, which is really far-sighted!" Zhang Liang sighed slightly, a little worried about his senior brother. "It's just that why would she use such dangerous means?"
If the enemy is just a guy who doesn't enter the stream, Yan Luxiu is profound, and he uses illusion to deal with him, but the risk is extremely high!
No one here knows the situation of the moon god better than Ying Ziyi, she lures the demon into her heart and cultivates to the extreme. At this moment, although the appearance of the moon god still looks like the past, it is sacrosanct, but if she really starts with a master like Yan Lu, I am afraid that she will be exposed.
In the illusion, the darkness is as good as ever.
Waves of invisible attacks were quietly launched, but the moon god was a little surprised, but Fu Nian on the other side still had an indifferent expression, as if the means of attacking people's hearts were useless to him.
"Interesting." The corners of the moon god's mouth curled slightly, and he said, "It's the first time I've encountered such a situation in an illusion. There are only two explanations for this, one is that you have cultivated to the realm of ruthlessness and desirelessness, but this is not something that a mortal can do at all. Then there is only one left, and your heart is as steady as a rock. Sitting and forgetting Hanguang, I can't imagine that after a hundred years, after all, there are still people who have cultivated the method of sitting and forgetting the mind to such an extent. What I didn't expect was that this person was still a disciple of Confucianism. β
For more than ten years, Yan Lu has lived under Fu Nian, and all the light has been covered by Fu Nian, but in his heart, there is no dissatisfaction with all this, nor does he have the slightest complaint.
Yan Lu smiled and said, "Repeatedly, that's it." β
The moon god sneered: "Speaking of which, the relationship between the two masters of Confucianism and Taoism is really not shallow!" The group of people in the Human Sect shouldn't have this ability, so it should be those guys from the Heavenly Sect who harbor evil intentions? β
"Lord Luna, you're too obsessed."
The Moon God seemed to have equated this matter with Tianzong's conspiracy in his heart, but Yan Lu didn't think so.
"Confucianism or Taoism! Harmony and difference. I have been guided by my Taoist predecessors, and I feel that I have benefited a lot. Yan Lu looked at the appearance of the moon god, his eyes slid off, and at this moment the sacredness was no longer sacred, but between his eyebrows and eyes, there was a hint of enchantment.
"Although the Yin and Yang family is on the wrong side, it is to surpass the limits of heaven and man, and after all, they will not enter the evil path. I didn't expect that the Moon God of the Yin and Yang Family, Emperor Qin's most trusted great witch, would secretly practice such an evil technique! β
Yan Lu looked at the moon god with a hint of surprise in the corners of his eyes.
"Evil or good! I don't have a choice now. The voice of the moon god is soft and charming, like ****, penetrating people's hearts. But Yan Lu heard a trace of regret and helplessness from it.
The figure of the moon god faded away, the burning flame disappeared, and the surroundings returned to darkness.
In the darkness, but I don't know when a pair of very charming eyes appeared.
Charming, weird and even a little terrifying.
In Yan Lu's heart, all kinds of scenes in the past seemed to have no secrets under those eyes.
This does not mean that the moon god has discovered Yan Lu's past, but it is precisely some kind of emotional resonance.
The cold wind is cold, the soldiers are fierce, the black flags are surging, and the iron horses are neighing.
The long smoke and sunset, on the battlefield, the tide of black cavalry came one after another, destroying all threats on the battlefield.
The blood was intertwined, and the bloody aura spread to every corner, and the remaining red-armored soldiers were seriously wounded, moaning and wailing in the pile of corpses. The soldier on the horse had no expression on his face, and the lance stabbed obliquely, ending the soldier's life in an instant.
The red of blood stained the entire sky, and everything became chaotic and unclear, and the only thing that stood out was the banner with a cloud pattern on a black background. There is a big character embroidered on it - Qin!
The perspective changed, and more than ten times the black-armored soldiers were surrounding the remaining soldiers, unlike the black tide in the sky, the red-armored army curled up in the corner at this moment was like a faint flame, which would be extinguished at any time. It's just that the Qin army didn't attack for the time being, and it seemed that what was waiting for?
Stretching forward, the red-armored soldiers faced a doomed end, but there was no trace of fear on their faces. They held the Changge sword tightly, and after fighting for a long time, the sweat on their bodies had long dried up. Their faces were pale, the corners of their mouths were cracked, and at this moment, their faces were sad, but they didn't even have the strength to cry.
What Qin Jun was waiting for, there was soon an answer. It was a middle-aged man in a brocade dress, with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth slightly open, as if he was saying something?
After the man finished speaking, the leader of this group of red-armored troops looked up to the sky and sighed: The thousand-year-old Great Zhou is going to die today! LΓΌ Buwei, as Zhou Chen, I swear not to surrender to Qin!
The man's words surrounded his ears, which were particularly clear, and after that, these pictures disappeared one by one, shattering into pieces and surrounding Yan Lu. These fragments turned into streaks of light and rushed towards Yan Lu, as if to tear him apart.
In addition to the tremendous strength and strong determination contained in that light, inexplicably, Yan Lu felt a trace of gloom and sadness.
The illusion disappeared, but in reality, a tear flowed from the corner of Yan Lu's eyes.
Both of them returned to reality from the illusion, but Yan Lu held the light in his hand and arched his hand: "Lord Luna, Yan Lu lost." β
"What?"
Everyone present was very surprised, why did Yan Lu admit defeat after these two stood for a while?
The moon god did not speak, nor did he respond, and turned to leave.
"Lord Luna." Yan Lu stopped him, "I just said that Lord Moon God was too paranoid, and Yan Lu was wrong about this. Lord Luna's will and courage are so great that they are beyond the reach of Yan. β
Warm as the breeze, warm as spring.
That pure smile that is contagious seems to be able to melt people. The moon god just glanced at it, leaving Yan Lu with a back and returning to Gongzi Fusu's side.
Yan Lu was not angry, and came to Ying Ziyi and the others, first saluted Ying Ziyi, but said to Fu Nian: "I'm sorry, senior brother in charge, I lost." β
Fu Nian was not angry, he had been with this junior brother for more than ten years, and Fu Nian understood his temper very well.
Yan Lu seems to be just a good old man, but he is actually sharp and introverted. Under that long sword, how amazing is the edge? Fu Nian is very clear. Once Yan Lu plans to do something seriously, he will definitely not give up halfway, nor will he give up easily.
If he admits to losing, then it must be in some aspect, Yan Lu thinks that he is not as good as the Moon God.
Fu Nian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Senior brother, don't blame yourself. β
Yan Lu smiled and answered the crowd.
Fusu and the others looked at Ying Ziyi's side, not that he was waiting for Ying Ziyi's opening remarks. It's just that the candidates for the third competition, Fu Nian and Xiaomeng, are on Yingziyi's side at the moment.
The relationship between Xiaomeng and Ying Ziyi seems to be a little unclear. The people under Gongzi Fusu seem to be a little worried at the moment, whether Xiaomeng and the others will release the water!
"I heard that Fu Nian created your own Saint King Sword Technique, but I have always wanted to learn it." Xiaomeng said, in his tone, it was like a teacher teaching the juniors.
Fu Nian has always insisted on a disciple courtesy, and he is very respectful. "Master Xiaomeng said so, but Fu Nian was disrespectful."
"Wait." At this time, Ying Ziyi stopped her.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ying Ziyi, but they heard him say: "You two are masters among masters, if this really starts, how can it end so easily." β
A master like Fu Nian Xiaomeng's level has a move, if he really wants to compare the high and low, he will divide the winner and loser. It must be a thousand rounds of fighting, three days and three nights.
"It's not early, I think you might as well choose another way, compare the high and low!" Ying Ziyi looked disgusted with the drag on the event, and looked at the big Confucian on the side and shook his head.
"I don't know what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, what method is it?" Fu Nian asked.
"Rock-paper-scissors." Ying Ziyi said a method that neither the knowledgeable Confucians present nor the far-reaching monks had ever heard of.
After Ying Ziyi said the rules of the rock-scissors step, everyone's heads were black lines.
Are you kidding! How can it be such a child's play! What do you think of my election as the head of Confucianism?
The big Confucian beside Fusu was about to object, but Xiaomeng's face was full of smiles. "Let's do it!"
"But Master Xiaomeng......" Fusu was about to speak to dissuade, but he didn't expect Fu Nian to say to Ying Ziyi with a look of embarrassment: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this method is very peculiar, isn't it....change one." β
Fu Nian, who has always been majestic, is a little embarrassed at the moment.
Just kidding, if you let the disciples of the Little Sage Village present see their head open his arms and a young girl guessing the shell, it will be a loss of honor! It's a loss of fame!
"If the head of Fu Nian has any concerns, then the prince will go out in person!"
Ying Ziyi didn't have any worries at all, waved her hands, and said: "Xiaomeng, I want to fight with you, whoever loses will take off his clothes... Ah, no, it's surrender. (To be continued.) )