Chapter 698: The Second Form of the Cursive Sword Art
Long Wu covered his throat with both hands, his pupils widened, and he looked at Ye Qiu in disbelief.
"you you……"
He didn't expect that he would end up like this because he still had a trump card that he hadn't used yet.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu actually understood the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Tianlong Temple.
"If I had shown the strongest trump card from the beginning, I would not have been defeated so easily. Even if he died, this kid would still be supported by me."
Long Wu felt very aggrieved.
Ye Qiu said calmly: "Don't you want to know my life experience? Now I can tell you that Ye Wushuang is my father."
He is indeed Ye Wushuang's son!
A strong murderous aura instantly appeared in Long Wu's eyes. Even if he was on the verge of death, he still wanted to kill Ye Qiu.
He used all his strength to take two steps forward, and then fell to the ground with a "thud".
His throat kept spurting blood and his whole body was twitching.
Ye Qiu walked up to Long Wu and said, "You should be happy now, because you are about to see Long Jiu and Long Liu."
"I believe it won't be long before you will see your other brothers."
"I'll send them all down to be with you."
Long Wu raised his head with difficulty and said through gritted teeth: "Ye... Ye Qiu... even if I'm a ghost... I won't let you go!"
Ye Qiu suddenly stamped his foot on Long Wu's head.
puff!
Blood splattered everywhere.
Long Wu's head was crushed by Ye Qiu's kick.
"I'm not afraid of living people, so why would I be afraid of you turning into a ghost?"
Ye Qiu snorted coldly and looked back at the Enlightenment Tower, only to see the sacred monk and Master Du'e sitting on the fourth floor.
He rushed to the fourth floor.
"Holy Monk..." Ye Qiu called out after arriving at the fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.
Kong saw that the holy monk did not respond and sat there motionless.
Ye Qiu's heart tightened, and he walked quickly behind Kong Jian Shen Monk and called out again: "Shen Monk..."
"Master has gone to the Western Paradise." Master Du'e turned his head and said calmly.
The corners of Ye Qiu's eyes suddenly became moist: "If it weren't for me, the holy monk wouldn't have walked so fast. It's all my fault."
"Donor Ye, there is no need to blame yourself. Master's deadline is approaching. Even if he doesn't impart his skills to you, he won't be able to survive for long."
Master Du'e turned to look at the monk Kong Jian and said, "Master still had a smile on his face, which means he was very happy when he passed away."
"He saw the power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword at the last moment, and he has no regrets in his life."
"Oh, by the way, these are the last words left by Master."
Master Du'e pointed to the ground.
Ye Qiu looked down and found two sentences written on the ground next to Kong Jian Shen Monk.
"I came from the void and return to the void!"
Master Du'e said: "Master is the previous abbot of our Tianlong Temple. He was also the president of the Buddhist Association for a time. He has superb Buddhist teachings and has lived for hundreds of years. He has high prestige among Buddhists and has many believers."
"Master told me before he passed away that after he passed away, he asked me to scatter his ashes into the void and not to disturb everyone."
"Also, Master asked me to tell Donor Ye that he wants to ask you for something."
Ye Qiu said: "Master, please tell me."
Master Du'e said: "Master would like to ask Donor Ye to help carve a spiritual tablet for him and place it on the first floor of the Enlightenment Tower."
Ye Qiu agreed: "Okay!"
To him, Kong Jian Shen Monk was not only a generation of eminent monks, but also his benefactor.
Master Du'e said: "Donor Ye, I want to stay with Master for a while, but please don't disturb me."
Ye Qiu nodded slightly, turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Master Du'e said again: "Master also left a gift for Donor Ye, which is placed on the cantilever on the seventh floor of the Enlightenment Tower. Go get it quickly!"
Ye Qiu was a little curious after hearing this.
The holy monk also left a gift for himself, what is it?
He arrived at the seventh floor of the Tower of Enlightenment.
Look up.
On the cantilever beam, a square iron box is hung with a rope.
Ye Qiu raised his hand to activate a sword energy and broke the rope. The iron box fell down and was caught by him with one hand.
Ye Qiu put the iron box on the ground, then opened it gently, and when he saw it, he saw a folded bright yellow cassock inside the iron box.
The cassock is old and seems to have seen better days.
Um?
Ye Qiu was a little surprised.
"What does it mean when I see a divine monk giving me a cassock?"
"Does the holy monk want me to become a monk?"
"That shouldn't happen, right?"
Ye Qiu was confused and took out the cassock from the iron box.
He took another look.
There is nothing else inside the tin box.
Ye Qiu picked up the cassock and shook it, then he realized that the back of the cassock was full of words and some patterns.
He spread out his cassock and read the words and patterns carefully, his face filled with astonishment for a moment.
"Second Form of the Grass-Charactered Sword Technique!"
Ye Qiu never thought that this cassock actually had the second form of the grass-character sword technique on it.
"Holy monk, holy monk, how can I repay you for your great kindness to me?"
Ye Qiu was extremely moved.
At that moment, he followed the practice method on the cassock and began to practice the second form of the grass-character sword technique.
Three hours later.
Ye Qiu learned the second form of the Caozi Sword Technique, put the cassock into an iron box, and then carried the iron box to the fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.
Kong Jian saw that the divine monk and Master Du'e remained as before, sitting side by side.
thump!
Ye Qiu knelt behind the Kongjian Divine Monk, straightened his clothes, and said solemnly: "The Divine Monk has been so kind to me, and I have no way of repaying it. I hereby promise that I will protect the Tianlong Temple during my lifetime."
Then, Ye Qiu kowtowed three times to the monk Kong Jian.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Master Du'e stood up, helped Ye Qiu up from the ground, and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Lord Ye, all this is your opportunity, no need to say thank you."
Ye Qiu shook his head and said: "If it weren't for the help of the divine monk, I would probably die at the hands of Long Wu today. The reason why I am still alive is because of the gift from the divine monk."
"The divine monk not only passed on his centuries-old skills to me, but also gave me the cultivation method of the second form of the Caozi Sword Technique."
"The kindness that the divine monk has shown me will be difficult to repay in this life."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he handed the iron box to Master Du'e and said, "Master, please take this thing back."
Master Du'e asked: "Has Master Ye learned the second form of the Caozi Sword Technique?"
"Yeah." Ye Qiu nodded.
Master Du'e exclaimed: "Donor Ye's martial arts talent is really amazing."
"Years ago, Master accidentally saw the second form of the sword move with cursive characters on a stone carving, so he wrote it down on his cassock. After getting it back, Master and I studied it together and found that the sword move was too powerful, so I and
Master has not even comprehended it."
"Donor Ye, if you don't mind it, you can keep Master's cassock as a souvenir!"
"So, thank you so much, master." Ye Qiu said gratefully.
"Donor Ye, there is no need to thank you. Now I should deal with Master's funeral affairs."
After Master Du'e finished speaking, he carried the body of Kong Jian Shen Monk and stepped down from the tower.
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