Chapter Twenty-Four: Dreaming of Dawn
"This time I didn't win, for me I just lost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIn my cultivation, I have failed many times, but each failure has made me stronger! Next time, there is no victory or defeat between you and me, only life and death! "Stacked cruel words, carrying Juque on his back, Shengqi strode away from Confucianism, and the favor owed to Fusu has been repaid, so it is natural to leave.
"Yan Lu has been taught!" Yan Lu clenched his fists and watched him leave!
"Then the third scene must be Xiaomeng and Fu Nian? Hurry up, I still have important things to go out after the fight! Ning Que urged.
When Fusu heard this, he asked, "Why is Mr. Ning Que so anxious, can you tell him?" Fusu can arrange for the next person to do a good job for Mr. ā
"En......" Ning Que listened to it and pondered for a while, "It's okay to say it, I just want to see what masters are in the hundred schools of thought, the Guigu Double Sword has already seen, and the masters of the peasant family are not a threat to me, and it is not worth the trip to see the Confucian Sanjie and Tianzong Xiaomeng today, and there is nothing special about the young master of the Yin and Yang family, only His Excellency the Eastern Emperor has not seen it, and I want to ask for advice!" ā
"In that case, let's start the third game of the sword path! Master Xiaomeng, please also help. Fusu said.
He invited Xiaomeng, martial arts are still secondary, seniority is the key, and it is necessary to suppress people with seniority.
"Xiaomeng's senior, the Confucian Fu Nian is here to ask for advice!" Fu Nian stood up and said to Xiaomeng.
"You don't have to salute, there are too many Confucian rules, it's too troublesome, the first two competitions are too vulgar, and they don't match your identity, so why don't you change the comparison?" Xiaomeng Lingbo walked slightly, with the light and dust, and the colorful mist around his body took the lead in walking out of the main hall and came to the small bridge and flowing water.
The wind blows the willows by the water, the petals are sprinkled, the superb artistic technique of the freehand landscape is laid out, the lakes and ditches and ponds and weirs are dotted around, and the garden is built because of the water potential, which is unique.
Xiaomeng and the two stood still on the waterside corridor.
"This one, than the internal force." Xiaomeng's tone was unquestionable, as if she was talking to her subordinates, internal strength was originally what Taoists were good at, and she had also been in retreat for ten years, and her cultivation was profound.
The art of war is cloudy: take the strength of the other, and attack the shortness of the other. Xiaomeng just wants to use what she does best.
Fu Nian is a junior, so he can only nod his head and say yes.
Qiu Li's sword hilt shook off the dust, and pulled out the long sword, the long sword pointed at the water, and the sword body emitted a faint pink light. At this moment, the wind and grass between heaven and earth all stopped, as if time had stopped and space froze.
The surface of the water rippled in a circle, spreading to the side, and the sword body turned, and the water ten meters away turned into a big "li" word, and the meaning of preaching was very obvious.
Seeing this, Ning Que commented lightly: "The Wanchuan Autumn Water of the Taoist Heavenly Sect uses qi to control things and turns the invisible into the tangible, which is not bad!" ā
It's just good, with small means of cultivating qi first-level life such as qi imperial objects, immortal dao martial arts, etc., when Ning Que has just practiced the first wisp of five qi, he can control the airflow around his body within five meters.
Fu Nian saw that Xiaomeng had finished casting, and pulled out his portable sword "Tai'a".
Tai'a is not fancy, about four fingers wide, the wind beard sword spectrum "top ten famous swords" ranked third, Ou Yezi, the two major sword masters jointly built, is a prince of the sword, when the time is born, the place is favorable, the people and the three elements are one, the sword is not completed and the sword gas has existed between heaven and earth, so the world's first swordsman Feng Huzi made the "sword spectrum" and listed this sword as the third.
Windbeard once said that only the power of the heart can inspire the power of Tai'a's sword energy. This sword is ingenious and unworked, and it is difficult for those who have both eyesight, insight and mind to see it.
And Fu Nian's holy king's heart method and this sword are a perfect match, the way of the inner and outer kings, dark and unknown, depressed but not hairy, people in the world, each for what he wants, to his own side.
The Tao is natural, and only etiquette is good.
Tai'a sword qi was launched independently, and Fu Nian also became a "ceremony" on the water, which was not the end, I saw that the tip of his sword was slightly mentioned, and the word "ceremony" actually came out of water and stood on the water.
The swordsmanship of the Holy King, the water of the waves.
Taoism uses the way of heaven to control all things, and does nothing and does nothing, but Fu Nian sets rules for water, so that they can follow in an orderly manner.
Fusu even thought of what Ning Que said to him, the people's hearts are like water, and water can carry a boat and capsize a boat.
What they were all thinking, Xiaomeng didn't know.
She glanced at Fu Nian, and her internal force was transformed from Wanchuan Qiushui to Xinruo Zhishui, "I will return you a courtesy!" ā
Her ritual character detached from the water surface and floated in the air, separating a drop of water from the word, and at the same time controlling a ritual character and thirty-six water droplets, the deep internal force cultivation made Chu Nangong dumbfounded.
What made him even more unbelievable was that the word of ritual suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of drops of water in the air and forming a cube formation, flying to the word of ritual of Fu Nian, and a drop of water continued to penetrate the "rite" controlled by Fu Nian.
After all, Fu Nian is the head of Confucianism, and the luck and internal force of his face that does not change control the flow of water, and the water that is controlled and the water that is not controlled is clearly distinguished.
Lotus buds and lotus leaves form on the surface of the water, "Open!" With a soft drink, the lotus buds formed by the water instantly opened.
Knowing the boundless sea, he asked. Fu Nian sincerely pursues his studies, and hopes that his predecessors will not laugh. Fu Nian said solemnly.
was silent, and after a long while, Xiao Meng said: "The Tao is the way, the very way." Confucianism has you, not bad! Qiu Li's sword was inserted back into the scabbard, directly shifting and changing, and slowly disappeared in place.
The people around were already stunned by this competition.
"Looks like both of you taught us a lesson today." Fusu high-fived and praised.
"Since the competition is over, then I'll go first, take care!" Ning Que stretched his waist and prepared to leave.
"Won't you stay a few more days, sir? Fusu still has a lot to say to his husband. Fusu opened his mouth and said.
"Thank you Gongzi for your kindness, Fu Nian Xiaomeng has their way, and I also have my way. There will be a period later! After speaking, Ning Que's figure staying in place slowly faded, scattered with the wind, and the divine thought transmitted: "Zhao Gao, I am not interested in knowing what you are trying to do, and I don't have time to care, but if Wang Jian is injured because of you, I will let you know what hell is!" ā
Fly into the blue sky, step on the white clouds, and sing loudly, "The sword and red dust are already at the top, there is wine to step into the blue sky, the stars play with the sun and the moon, and the drunk lying in the clouds laughs at the world." ā
Xiao Meng, who hadn't gone far yet, heard it, and looked up at Ning Que's figure flying away, and his heart was still unfazed!
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Close to the sea, in the realm, I didn't feel that there was a strange and powerful aura in the mirage, but I felt a first-level extreme lifeform, it was Concubine Dongjun Yan and a few slightly weaker Star Soul Moon God and the like, and the weaker Da Shao Si Ming, Yun Zhongjun, Tianming Shaoyu Shilan, and the East Emperor was not there, he should be in Xianyang.
Tens of thousands of meters away from the ground, the sun shone directly on Ning Que. There is no warmth, but it is very cold, but neither cold nor warm can cause anything to Ning Que.