5

The night is getting darker, and everything is quiet.

At night, Ninghai Town is staggered and chic, and the water town is occasionally lit up with a little fishing fire, which adds a bit of vivid color to this picture.

But inside Baizhuang was a different scene, Mo Yunchuan was full of energy, and his blue clothes were like a lightning bolt.

This genius, who was praised by the Sword Pavilion as a rare talent in a hundred years, has a very high talent, and has perfected the sword skills of the Sword Pavilion at a young age.

Every time the sword was drawn, the sword flashed, as fast as the wind. Often the wind has just risen, the sword has been made, clean and neat, which makes people unguardable.

In a few breaths, he had already stabbed out eighty-one swords, and at the same time hid his body in the wind, making people unpredictable.

However, at this time, Mo Yunchuan was a little annoyed.

I saw Bai Yichen strolling leisurely, wandering among the falling flowers.

The sword seems to be vertical and horizontal, but it always passes by it, quite a bit of "in the midst of thousands of flowers, the sword qi does not touch the body" artistic conception, and he also pointed at Mo Yunchuan from time to time, all of which are just right, making him in a dilemma.

Mo Yunchuan was originally a character who easily refused to admit defeat, and seeing that the struggle had been fruitless for a long time, he stabilized his body, the tip of the sword shook, and the six wisps of sword qi turned into shape in the wind, like a cold plum blooming.

"Plum blossoms come out six!" Mo Yunchuan snorted softly.

I saw six true yuan condensed plum blossoms floating towards Bai Yichen at an extremely tricky angle, this is a clever means of sword dao to control the true yuan, ordinary true yuan realm monks can condense three flowers is considered very good, and Mo Yunchuan used this trick to the extreme.

"Okay" Bai Yichen looked at the plum blossoms coming over, and couldn't help but praise. It was as if his retreat in all directions had been blocked, and he could only resist hard.

There was a faint light looming under Bai Yichen's feet, and he took a few steps forward with a certain beat.

The cold plums staggered, and several peach trees were cut off by the power of the shattered True Yuan.

It seems that he is dangerous and dangerous, and he can avoid it, giving people an extremely contradictory illusion, like being born after death, and like a fairy soaring under the moon.

"If it weren't for this positive and negative Nine Palace Steps, but it couldn't be dodged so easily, the Sword Pavilion's swordsmanship was really exquisite. Bai Shi said secretly in his heart.

The positive and negative nine-palace step is the profound footwork recorded in Taixuanmen's "Strange Door Strange Technique", although it is not as good as the same type of dodge method in terms of speed, but if it is mysterious, it is one of the best. They often anticipate the enemy's opportunities and take them by surprise. Every step is secretly in line with the metaphysics of Yi Dao, seeking good fortune and avoiding harm, Mo Yunchuan's swordsmanship seems to be meticulous, but it is not flawless.

"Yun Chuan, you also take my palm. Bai Yichen's figure was elegant, his feet stepped on the Nine Palaces, and he slapped at Mo Yunchuan.

This palm looks light and fluttering, but it is as light as a weight, as if it has absorbed the light and heat of the moonlight, and even the moonlight has dimmed a little.

Mo Yunchuan only felt that his whole body was burning.

The palm wind struck, like a song of the sun, winter went to spring, and the chill advantage created by his swordsmanship was destroyed.

"If you get hit, you'll be on fire in an instant. Mo Yunchuan turned his mind and quickly retreated, and at the same time used his sword to resist the wind, and in a hurry, he made a move "Iron Lock Hengjiang".

The eight sword winds are like eight spiritual chains, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, "whooshing" out, dissolving the palm wind of white food.

"Blowing snow and rain! If this sword can be broken, even if you win!" Mo Yunchuan shouted, not retreating but advancing, not wanting to entangle again. After stabbing out the eight sword winds, the azure sword light bloomed, and a thick layer of frost quickly condensed on the ground, and the temperature around it plummeted, as if snowflakes were falling down in a frenzy.

The wind and snow were combined, Bai Yichen's body was stunned, and the soles of his feet were like being imprisoned.

Mo Yunchuan's sword actually had a bit of the charm of the Purple Mansion monk borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

The sword intent full of wind and snow makes people feel like they are in the cold winter of the lunar month, not to mention action, even the thinking consciousness is about to stagnate.

And the changes in this sword don't stop there.

After trapping Bai Yichen, the snowflakes had been gathering momentum for a long time, and as soon as the wind blew, it turned into a flying rain all over the sky, densely forming a sword curtain and hanging down, and every drop of snow-melted rain contained the sharp aura of the sword.

Mo Yunchuan panted slightly, the sword pavilion is divided into the Hong faction and the Yue faction according to the different types of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of the Hong faction is elegant and smart, known for its fastness, accuracy and ruthlessness, corresponding to the four artistic conceptions of wind, snow, rain and clouds, and the changes are endless.

With Mo Yunchuan's talent to master the wind and snow, the two sword intents are already very accessible, and this style already has the momentum of rain intent. If it was a life-and-death duel, even a monk in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm would be difficult to resist.

"He is a kendo genius. Yuan Bo looked at it from afar and sighed.

When a master makes a move, the winner is often between one move, which is a psychological game.

After being forced into the upper hand by Bai Yichen, Mo Yunchuan's reaction was amazing. This vigorous counterattack not only relieved his predicament, but also forced Bai Yichen to switch from offense to defense, and he did not feel a little weaker in momentum.

"Huh, it turned out to be the sword intent of the rain. "Bai Yichen is surrounded by the power of thick soil under his feet, standing in the wind and snow like the roots of an old tree. This is exactly the defensive secret method in the "Five Elements Secret Method".

According to the book, the five elements correspond to the five internal organs of the human body, and they are mutually reinforcing each other, circulating endlessly, containing profound philosophies, if they can be comprehended, they can cultivate this secret method to the fullest.

Therefore, in the door, the "Five Elements Secret Method" is the two classics alongside the "Taixuan Sutra", which cannot be learned by non-core disciples, and the divine power it shows is also immeasurable.

Although Bai Yichen is still far from reaching that supreme realm, it is not difficult to break through Mo Yunchuan's rain.

Aquatic wood makes wood, wood makes fire, and fire overcomes water.

A pure yang flame rose from his hand. It was inconspicuous at first, but then it turned into a huge fire shield and faced the rain sword curtain that had fallen.

When the two meet, water and fire are intolerable and dissolve each other.

Mo Yunchuan's sword curtain was constantly distorted, but every drop of rain contained the true meaning of the sword, and it was tenacious, and it was condensed again when it was burned by the fire, becoming extremely heavy.

Seeing this, Bai Yichen did not panic, and his hand pressed and grabbed around the sword curtain, and the wind around the sword curtain was transferred to the fire cover as if it had been pulled out.

The fire borrowed the wind, and the power of pure yang completely exploded.

Layers of strange golden patterns were derived from the fire cover, which turned like a mountain temple bell buckle, becoming brighter and brighter.

The sword curtain was completely suppressed and gradually shrunk.

I heard only a soft sound of breaking, and the dense raindrops fell in all directions.

Before he landed, he was evaporated by the fire, and Bai Yichen scattered the spell between his sleeves and fell beside Mo Yunchuan.

"Alas, Brother Zilin, I still can't beat you. Mo Yunchuan sighed a little frustrated.

"It's already very good to be able to master the three sword intents of the Sword Pavilion Hung Sect, it seems that you have put a lot of effort into cultivation over the years. Bai Yichen said with a smile.

6

Seeing that they stopped, Yuan Bo also walked over.

He looked at the devastated courtyard after the two of them fought, and said with a wry smile: "Little Ancestor, if you continue to fight like this, this garden will be gone." ”

Mo Yunchuan looked around.

The bluestone was shattered, flowers fell all over the ground, and several peach trees were uprooted or shaped like scorched wood. He was slightly embarrassed and spared his head.

Although the two of them have reined in their moves, they are just point-to-point exchanges, but after all, they are True Yuan Realm cultivators, and it is inevitable that they will be affected.

"Yunchuan, since I have changed my name, I am like a new student, in order to avoid trouble, don't mention the three words Wei Zilin in the future. Bai Yichen looked at Mo Yunchuan and said solemnly.

Once upon a time, there were two peerless Tianjiao on Lianpo Mountain, known as the Taixuan Twin Stars by the world, and had the reputation of "Double Stars Shining in the World", but just when they were in their prime and had a bright future, Taixuan suffered, and since then the two stars have been dim, and there is no trace.

Mo Yunchuan nodded, he naturally knew what the trouble Bai Yichen was talking about, but he was still angry about it, the once radiant person, now he wants to hide in Tibet like this.

Bai Yichen seemed to see through his mind and said, "What, still not convinced?"

"Sub...... Brother Yichen, you have known to bully me since you were a child. Mo Yunchuan rolled his eyes, and suddenly changed his words, he was still a little unaccustomed.

"I think at the beginning, who took me and Ya'er to the mountain behind Lianpo to steal wine and drink, and who ran the fastest and caused us to be spanked. Mo Yunchuan deliberately said loudly in front of Yuan Bo, which was very different from his previous image of a calm and calm swordsman, and he was a little childish.

Yuan Bo looked at the two of them with a strange expression, don't look around.

Regarding Mo Yunchuan's character, Bai Yichen was also a little helpless, but there was a warmth flowing in his heart.

Just like a person who has been crawling forward in the dark for a long time, suddenly illuminated by the sun that has not been seen for a long time, that kind of simplicity and innocence is precious.

On the surface, however, he was calm, looking up at the moon hanging in the night sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Back then, he was known for being naughty and mischievous in Lianpo Mountain, and Mo Yunchuan and Ya'er stuck to him all day long like two little followers, and did a lot of strange things. After many years, old things are brought up again, and memories are like a window, which is pulled far away.

When Mo Yunchuan saw Bai Yichen, who suddenly became silent, he also regretted it a little in his heart, and only said in a low voice, "Okay, for the sake of you being so powerful, don't mention those things." ”

In front of Bai Yichen, Mo Yunchuan, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, was a little at a loss, and looked a little more cute.

"Over the years, I have been looking for Ya'er's whereabouts, and before I was sealed by my ancestor, I only knew that she was taken away by the masters of the East China Sea, and I have not heard from her since. But it can be regarded as a mistake and escaped a catastrophe. Thinking of Ya'er, Bai Yichen couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, but he still comforted himself.

The Ya'er in his mouth is not only his little sister, but also the daughter of the head of Taixuan, the two grew up together, childhood sweethearts, and have a deep relationship. On this trip to the East China Sea, in addition to getting the East China Sea Youlian, finding Ya'er is also a matter of his heart.

But the East China Sea is vast, vast and boundless, and even with the intelligence ability of the Relief Pavilion, there is no definite clue.

"I once heard Jian Zu say that the East China Sea is divided into open seas and inland seas. In the depths of the Inland Sea, there is a forbidden place called Ryugu that no mortal can tread, and it is inhabited by Shenlong. Mo Yunchuan said thoughtfully.

Bai Yichen smiled, not to mention that the East China Sea Dragon Palace was too illusory, the danger of the inland sea alone was prohibitive, but it was better to have no roots than no clue, at least a little more hope.

"Is Hongyan Sword Ancestor okay?" he asked suddenly.

In the past, Taixuanmen and Sword Pavilion were both Southern Sects, although they were far apart, but the relationship was very good, and Bai Yichen had also received the guidance of the Sword Pavilion Patriarch, and he was grateful.

"Sword Ancestor is the same as before, but he is still annoyed by the Taixuan things back then. Mo Yunchuan said truthfully.

"Back then, the enemy was dark and I was clear, the situation was complicated, and although Hongyan Sword Ancestor had the heart to help, he couldn't reach it. I always remember this friendship of the Sword Pavilion. Bai Yichen clenched his fists unconsciously.

Mo Yunchuan saw it in his eyes, and he didn't know how to comfort him, but said: "Don't worry, whether you are Wei Zilin or Bai Yichen, as long as you say a word, I, Mo Yunchuan, will follow you when I go to Daoshan and go down to the sea of fire, just like when I was a child." ”

Bai Yichen looked at the young man looking at his serious and firm eyes, and was a little inexplicably touched.

The wind knows the strength of the grass, and the adversity sees the truth.

He patted Mo Yunchuan's shoulder hard.

7

Baizhuang West Courtyard, a secluded place.

Fulai was staring blankly at the night sky at this time, and he didn't seem to know anything about the battle in the front yard.

It's just that when Mo Yunchuan mentioned the words "East China Sea Dragon Palace", Fu Lai's rock-like body trembled slightly.

His hollow eyes suddenly became sharp, as if they had pierced through the fog of the East China Sea that had shrouded the entire night, far away.