Chapter 482: Fight or not

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Don't dare to be the first in the world.

Six words, deafening.

Although Wanyan Beiyue did not use the slightest cultivation when she said these six words, but only slightly aggravated her tone, in Song Qingying's feelings, it seemed that there was thunder in her ears, and it seemed that there was a strong wind sweeping through the hall with a devastating force.

This is due to the accumulation of prestige by the old man in the later decades.

Song Qingying couldn't help but hold her breath, and the entire hall was silent.

Xu Beiyou, who was also full of white hair as the old man, had a calm face and said slowly: "Daozu three thousand words, also known as the Tao Te Ching, the original text is divided into two parts, the first part of the "Book of Virtues", the next part of the "Book of Virtues", and then revised by Nanhua Zhenren, changed to the first part of the sermon, the next part of the moral, a total of eighty-one chapters, just finished what the lord of the country said not to be the first in the world, is the words in the sixty-seventh chapter, the younger generation stole that this sentence is to say that the general trend is to go with the general trend, go with the natural meaning. โ€

Wanyan Beiyue was noncommittal, just stretched out her palm and gently stroked the back of the frost eyebrows in her arms, in the quiet hall, only the sound of wind and snow came from outside the hall, which was extremely clear.

Xu Beiyou continued: "Daozu's Tao Te Ching, the whole text says the word 'indisputable', this is the realm of saints, and we are not saints, far from reaching the realm of 'indisputable'. If I don't kill him, I can say that I don't want to take revenge instead of not being able to take revenge, but I can't win Akiba now, that is, I can't take revenge instead of not wanting to take revenge. So many times, it's not that you don't fight, but you don't have the ability to fight, if you want to achieve the indisputable realm of Dao Zu, you must first have the realm of fighting and winning, so fighting is not fighting, not fighting is fighting. โ€

Wanyan Beiyue was stroking the frosty eyebrows in her arms for a moment, and said slowly: "At your age, it is indeed commendable that you can have this opinion. โ€

Xu Beiyou said with a smile: "Just now Wanyan Guozhu said that he didn't dare to be the first in the world, can the younger generation understand that Wanyan Guozhu wants to uphold the indisputable way of Dao Ancestor?"

Wanyan Beiyue put aside the frost eyebrows in her arms, and said calmly: "You have already said that the premise of not fighting is to be able to fight and win, and now it is difficult to say whether the old man is qualified to say the word 'indisputable'." โ€

Xu Beiyou's body leaned forward slightly, "You can't let Daqi and Hou Jian fight first, after all, it's a military matter, and it can't be a child's play, I don't know what Wanyan means?"

Wanyan Beiyue tugged at the corners of her mouth and didn't speak.

Song Qingying bent down and picked up the frost eyebrows next to her, and slowly withdrew from Chongning Palace.

At the moment when Song Qingying withdrew from Chongning Palace, after seeing Yan Beiyue's actions, this Chongning Palace became a small world in an independent world.

Immortals, but that's it.

Xu Beiyou faced the old man in front of him, and finally felt a feeling that he had not felt for a long time, that was the feeling he felt when he faced the master of the dark guard in the Zhongdu Chonglongguan, and it was also the feeling he felt when he faced Chi Bing in Ronghuafang, Jiangdu, and even more so when he faced Li Fenggu and Zhu Jiuyin in the southern Xinjiang.

Xu Beiyou knew that if he hadn't been taught by Qiuyue in the ancestral court of Buddhism and failed to recover from his physical injuries, then once the two of them had to separate life and death, he would definitely lose and die, but now he has repaired his physical injuries and returned to the pinnacle, and then faced this old man who is also among the three saints in the world, the victory or defeat will probably be five or five.

Of course, the premise is that Wanyan Beiyue does not have a heavy weapon in his hands that can be compared with Zhu Xian.

It's like two people fighting, although one of them is physically strong, but the other has a sharp dagger in his hand.

Zhu Xian is the dagger.

Xu Beiyou said slowly: "If you talk about realm cultivation, the younger generation is not the opponent of the seniors, if you really want to fight, you must use Zhu Xian, but this small world may not be able to resist the benefits of Zhu Xian." If it weren't for the accidental destruction of this Chongning Palace, the younger generation would be afraid that it would be difficult for the younger generation to face the eldest princess of Chongning. โ€

Wanyan Beiyue didn't speak, but slowly got up from the sandalwood chair.

As the old man got up, it was as if a high mountain suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, threatening and oppressing sentient beings, making people breathless.

Only then did he speak: "It's okay, although this place is called Chongning Palace, Xiao Yue doesn't like it very much, even if it is destroyed, she won't care too much, you can let it go." โ€

Xu Beiyou also got up from his chair and said, "Even if the predecessor said so, Xu is always not beautiful as a guest. โ€

Wanyan Beiyue was noncommittal about this, and instead walked to the three-legged Dading behind the chair, stretched out his hand and pressed on the edge of the Dading, and said with a little emotion: "The three generations of sect masters of the Sword Sect, among them, Shangguan Xianchen is the most famous, but when Shangguan Xianchen is at its peak, I am just an insignificant Wanyan clan, there is the Daozong Emperor on the throne, and there are five kings in politics, so how Shangguan Xianchen is, I have no chance to meet, and there is no intersection." When Gongsun Zhongmou took over the position of sect master, I was already imprisoned in Daliang City, and I still had no chance to see you, but fortunately, in my last days in this world, I can still see you, the sect master of the Sword Sect. โ€

Xu Beiyou opened his mouth and said: "I have a relationship with Xuanjiao, but I have a lot of origins, starting from the Murong Sect Master, on the day of the battle of the Lotus Peak on Biyou Island, the first master was defeated by the hands of Autumn Leaves, and there were nine earth immortals watching the battle on the side, at that time, I was in the Sword Qi Volley Hall, like an ant, if it wasn't for the Murong Sect Master's action, I'm afraid there would be no Xu Beiyou today." โ€

He paused slightly, and then said, "If I'm not mistaken, the Lord of Wanyan was also among the nine people watching the battle at that time. โ€

Wanyan Beiyue didn't deny it, just nodded slightly.

Xu Beiyou smiled and said: "I still remember that the lord of Wanyan came out of his body with his soul, and the demeanor of that punch is really unparalleled in the world." โ€

Wanyan Beiyue stood with her hands in her hands, and said calmly: "That punch almost killed Murong Xuanyin, if you can kill Murong Xuanyin, then you will also die on Biyou Island." โ€

Xu Beiyou showed a heartfelt smile for the first time, "From this point of view, I am grateful to Sect Master Murong, so in the next few battles, I retreated again and again, in order to be full of the day's kindness." โ€

Wanyan Beiyue frowned, and said bluntly: "The old man has heard the name of the Sword Sect for a long time, the so-called Zhu Xian, the meaning of killing immortals, the old man wants to understand today, can Zhu Xian punish me, an immortal." โ€

The old man aggravated his tone suddenly, "Where is the immortal, so that the old man can open his eyes!"

Xu Beiyou gradually restrained his smile, and suddenly became a little more murderous, and said, "It's as Wanyan Country Lord wishes." โ€

Before the words fell, a sword slowly appeared on Xu Beiyou's side, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and the head of the sword was facing upward, as if it fell from the sky, directly chiseling through this small world.

In an instant, the purple and green qi flourished.

Xu Beiyou pressed his palm against the head of Zhu Xian's sword, and his five fingers gradually closed.

Wanyan Beiyue finally stopped putting her hands behind her back, hanging down on both sides of her side, and clenched them into fists.

Outside the Chongning Palace, Song Qingying, who was holding frost eyebrows, held his breath and stared.

Two people in the palace, two of the three saints.

If the two of them insisted on making a move, it would be difficult for anyone to intervene unless another Saint Autumn Leaves came here.