Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Old Confucian Wanderer Returns Home
I saw wisps of red light shining through the gaps in the black clouds overhead, as if there was a great power of immortals, wanting to see the sun through the clouds.
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The spirit of Haoran, the power of heaven and earth.
As soon as Chenye's face changed, Xuanwan appeared in his hand, and he was about to cut it down with a sword.
There was more and more red light in the sky, and the black clouds that were originally as thick as ink were shattered at this moment.
The entire thunder pool array was crumbling and almost crumbling.
The black clouds receded, and a red sun slowly appeared.
Even Nanfeng Town, in the land of Gyeonggi, can clearly see the bright red.
Dust Leaf's sword before it could be shot came to an abrupt end.
Sun Shiwu stretched out his hand, and the jade ruler flew back into his hand again, his face was full of solemnity, and he slowly spoke: "Even if I die today, I will ......."
Chenye's face changed suddenly, and he finally stopped caring about anything, and the Xuanwan in his hand slashed out a sword qi.
Sun Shiwu turned a blind eye.
Without waiting for the sword qi to arrive, this sword qi that easily seriously injured Emperor Shakti had already dissipated and became invisible.
The faces of the Yama King, the Central Ghost Emperor, and the Western Ghost Emperor changed slightly, and they each made a move.
King Yama sacrificed the Divine Seal of the Debut, and the thunder was shining in an instant.
A feather fan appeared in the hand of the central ghost emperor, and with a slight wave, there was wind and fire.
The Western Ghost Emperor is directly a sharp and simple long sword, and the sword aura is awe-inspiring.
Sun Shiwu just put the jade ruler in his hand across his chest, the thunder light could not enter, the wind and fire could not enter, and the sword qi could not be injured.
Dust Ye shook the banner in his hand, and the flag, which was originally only more than a foot long, instantly became the height of a person, and Dust Ye waved the flag with both hands, the wind howled, and the sword qi filled the sky.
Sun Shiwu looked calm and said indifferently: "If the heart of heaven is imitated by the human heart, nothing is indestructible." โ
When the words fell, he suddenly flicked his big sleeves, and one sleeve threw out countless majestic and righteous qi.
The majestic and majestic instantly submerged the sword qi in the sky, and then continued to move forward, completely shattering the already crumbling thunder pool.
Chenye's face turned pale suddenly, and before he could recondense the thunder pool, Sun Shiwu directly threw the jade ruler in his hand.
The jade ruler is like a cloud-turning dragon, hitting the dust leaf.
The Eastern Ghost Emperor, who had never made a move, finally made a move, and between opening and closing his hands, a long practice like clouds and mist was born, forming a cloud path around the dust leaves.
A cloud path seems to forcibly separate heaven and man.
For Confucianism, there are two things, the same is the truth, the other is the rule, the righteous mirror used to awaken represents the agency, and the precept ruler used to punish represents the rules.
There are rules in the world, and the separation between heaven and man is the rule of Taoism, but not the rules of Confucianism, and this ring ruler undoubtedly represents the rules of Confucianism.
Therefore, the jade ruler rushed over and landed on Chenye's chest, causing the black-clothed palm sect's chest to shatter and spit blood.
At this moment, Sun Shiwu is really invincible in the world, just like Gongsun Zhongmou, who did his best when he was dying, even in the face of Qiu Ye, the first person in the world, he still has the strength to fight.
Sun Shiwu stretched out his hand to hold the jade ruler that flew back upside down, and said with a smile: "Life in the world, you can't just want to be interesting, but also ask for a meaningful. โ
Dust Leaf held the Xuanwan with one hand and his chest with the other, and twenty-eight thunder beads surrounded his side, like small comets passing by.
He said with a gloomy face: "Then you have made up your mind to die here." โ
Sun Shiwu swiped the jade ruler in front of him with the jade ruler in his hand, as if delineating the Chu River and Han boundary on the chessboard.
So in front of him, a great river of qi was raised, like a mighty river outside the capital of the river.
Dust Ye stretched out his hand and pointed, and twenty-eight thunder beads were connected into a thunder whip and fell into his palm.
The next moment, I saw a long whip like a dragon, cutting and whipping violently on this long river of qi, and lightning splashed everywhere.
Sun Shiwu's face turned slightly pale, and he tried his best to maintain this long river, allowing the thunder whip's attack to be extremely ferocious, and the seemingly crumbling long river of qi was standing.
Sun Shiwu no longer looked at the dust leaves, turned around and walked towards the Wei Palace.
Dust Ye held the thunder whip turned into a thunder whip by the Thunder Pond Great Array, and said in a deep voice: "Sun Shiwu, you really don't hesitate to die, but you also want to tell your reasoning?!"
Sun Shiwu did not answer and strode forward.
Why he came here, and why he wanted to "seek death", the truth has long been explained, and there is no need to worry too much.
The entire Wei palace seemed to be trembling.
The masters in the palace of King Wei have all come out, and no one can be Sun Shiwu.
Even the black-clothed palm sect Chenye personally made a move, but he couldn't stop Sun Shiwu at this time. Of course, Dusty Leaf's reluctance to fight to the death with a person bent on death is also one of the important reasons.
The Central Ghost Emperor's qi was sluggish, even if he had always taken the initiative, and Sun Shiwu had not deliberately taken action against him.
The Eastern Ghost Emperor was also pale, obviously suffering a lot because Chang Lian was broken by the jade ruler.
The Central Ghost Emperor exhaled a breath of turbid air and said with a wry smile: "The last time I saw that Xu Gongzi fighting with Uncle Bingchen, I only felt shocked, but I didn't expect that it would be so vulnerable when I was in the scene. โ
Dongfang Ghost Emperor said with a solemn face: "The hall lord should still have the strength to fight, but the hall lord will definitely not forcibly stop Sun Shiwu, who has already sprouted the will to live and die, my demon suppression hall is also benevolent and righteous, even if he stands by now, King Wei can't say anything." โ
Sure enough, after continuous futile efforts, Dust Ye simply withdrew the thunder whip and Xuanqi in his hand, hid his hands in his sleeves, and watched Sun Shiwu quietly.
At this time, Sun Shiwu's qi was mostly consumed, and he was panting heavily, as if he had really turned into a dying old man, walking slowly along the long road that led to the depths of the Wei Palace, and gradually became difficult.
Simply using his own qi to block an eighteenth-floor realm earth immortal and a Dao Gate heavy weapon, even if this earth immortal did not do his best, it was still a little too reluctant.
I don't know how long I walked, Sun Shiwu, who was walking with his head down, stopped, looked up, and then saw a black python suit.
His Royal Highness the King of Wei put his hands behind his back and said with a light smile: "Sun Shiwu, you want to kill me?" โ
Sun Shiwu raised the jade ruler in his hand, like a sword in the hand of an assassin, and stabbed straight at Xiao Jin, making five steps of blood splattering.
This thorn is not the slightest fancy, flat and straightforward, just like the opening sword one of Sword Thirty-Six.
Although Sun Shiwu is not a sword cultivator, but with the realm of the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal as the foundation, this thorn is still not to be underestimated.
But when the jade ruler was still a foot away from Xiao Jin, he couldn't move forward a bit, because there was an invisible "picture scroll" in front of Xiao Jin that was slowly unfolding.
A splendid picture scroll that is almost the same as heaven and earth.
In the picture scroll, there are sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, plants and trees, flowers, birds, fish and insects. The sun and the moon rise in the east and set in the west, the stars disappear and flash, the mountains and rivers have vicissitudes of life, and the plants and trees have life and death.
Dust Leaf's eyelids twitched involuntarily.
Back then, the old master sect Zichen had three magic weapons, among which the Xuan Banner and the Lei Chi were already in his hands, but the picture scroll that included the twenty-eighth floor of the old master sect fell into Qiu Ye's hands.
Now it seems that it was handed over to Xiao Jin by Autumn Leaves, and I think this is also the fundamental reason why Xiao Jin has no fear.
In this way, the depth of Akiba's relationship with this King of Wei was really a bit unexpected to him.
Sun Shiwu held the jade ruler with both hands instead, and slowly advanced inch by inch.
When this Confucian gentleman forcibly broke the scroll with a posture that was unparalleled in the world and stabbed Xiao Jin into Xiao Jin's chest with a jade ruler, Chenye's eyes suddenly widened, and his heart was complicated.
Sun Shiwu is finally dying?
And there was a fresh wind blowing between heaven and earth.
Xiao Jin looked down at the blood stains on his chest, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "It's a pity, it's just a pity that you succeeded." โ
Sun Shiwu sighed softly, "It's just a little bit." โ
Then his figure began to slowly dissipate with the wind, and the jade ruler and the spring and autumn period turned into a touch of light and shadow, disappearing into the sky, as if a wanderer returning home.