Ye Cheng sighed and sent a letter to Caiyi, asking the two of them to prepare and set off immediately to the Sword Master's residence.
Caiyi and Bai Chenlu's eyes lit up after seeing Hongyan. Caiyi even looked at Ye Cheng with a strange look in his eyes, so as not to be rolled over again.
After leaving Dali City, the four of them headed north. As the owner of Dali, Hongyan finally talked a little more along the way. She introduced the places of interest in Dali to everyone, maybe because they were all women and it was easier to talk.
After walking for about five or six miles, everyone saw a vast open space. The huge lake was so peaceful and quiet in this dark night, and it was surrounded by mountains, which added a bit of freshness.
Hong Yan's cold and indifferent cheeks finally had a different look. She walked by the river and said softly: "This is Erhai Lake, also called Kunmic River. I like to practice alone here the most. It's beautiful, isn't it?
What?"
Ye Cheng smiled and said: "There are so many ups and downs in the world. I am tired of the intrigues and want a place where I can calm down. This is a good place to escape from the world, a good place!"
Hongyan looked at him strangely, frowned and said: "You are now the most popular person in the world, what else is there to upset you? You have all the fame and wealth, it's time to enjoy the prosperous moment!"
Ye Cheng shook his head and sighed: "There are some things, who knows!"
Ye Cheng and Hongyan's silence did not affect Caiyi and Bai Chenlu. They were laughing and laughing together, as if they had endless things to say.
Soon, everyone arrived at a small town by the river, rented a fishing boat and headed to the center of the lake. The cold lake water rippled in circles after the boat sailed in.
After going around several small islands, they finally approached a small island. Under the cover of the bamboo forest, an unconcealable spiritual energy came out. The moment he stepped onto the small island, Ye Cheng felt the bamboo forest.
There is a silent sword intent in the depths, firmly controlling this place, and their every move is also under the perception of the other party.
This kind of obscure sword intent seems to be able to split the small continent into two in the next moment. This is a force that Ye Cheng has never felt before. Even Jiumozhi, who fought just now, is compared to this person.
, it’s just a fight between Bi Mi and Hao Yue, it’s too different.
Ye Cheng said softly: "We have found the right place, it's him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying sword force came over. Ye Cheng felt that the world had disappeared from his perception. Even the auras of Caiyi and others who were close at hand also disappeared. Endless oppression came from all around.
Used for.
The world has become a prison, and there is a pure death energy in the coldness. It seems to crush everything under the pressure. Ye Cheng painfully feels that his body is slowly deforming under this pressure. The true energy
Everything stopped flowing, and a strange sound kept echoing in my head.
At the moment when he was about to collapse, a lotus seal bloomed from his spiritual sense, and the ripples spread out in circles, dissolving the black gas that locked his body. Ye Cheng, who finally regained some ability, thought in his mind
The nine-character mantra kept pouring out, and suddenly the light in his eyes surged, and he shouted angrily: "Hum——"
In an instant, the sky and the earth returned to clarity. Although it was still a dark night, it was so vivid in Ye Cheng's eyes. The feeling of being resurrected at this moment was filled with such incomparable joy that he almost couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.
stand up.
"Ye Cheng, why did you stop suddenly?"
Turning to look at Cai Yi's smart eyes, Ye Cheng turned to look around, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Senior Sword Master was greeting me just now!"
Endless pressure, almost eternal pain, but it only happened in that moment. Ye Cheng was in awe of this sword master he had never met before. If the other party was willing, he could kill him in an instant.
With heavy thoughts, they walked step by step into the bamboo forest. After burning incense, everyone arrived in front of a thatched hut. At this time, the sky was gradually brightening, a ray of light shone from the distant sky, and the darkness gradually dissipated.
"Squeak——"
There was darkness in the thatched house, and a figure as tall and strong as a mountain stood quietly at the door. Under the blurred figure, a heavy aura like a mountain naturally spread out, like a dark cloud weighing on everyone's hearts.
"You are here!"
The vicissitudes of voice gave an insight into the joys and sorrows of the world. Although he had not seen anyone, Ye Cheng could already feel what kind of person was under the black shadow. In the realm of the true self, a vast death aura like a river lingered in this world.
, seems to be completely different from what this world should be.
Hongyan looked indifferent, bowed gently, and said respectfully: "Disciple has met Master!"
"Yes!" The sword master responded softly and stepped out of the hut.
A piece of long snow-white hair, floating gently in the windless wind. The simple and wanton cloth robe cannot cover up the sharp edge. He is as calm as the mountains. The years have left mottled traces on his face, but they cannot hide the wisdom.
His eyes read all the vicissitudes of life with indifference.
The sword master's eyes swept across, and Ye Cheng's heart was beating wildly. Where was the realm of true self? This breath collapsed instantly, and awe filled his heart. He was facing the vast heaven. With just one look, he could
Let people sink into endless hell.
As soon as Bai Chenlu felt eyes on her, she immediately knelt down and said, "Uncle!"
The sword master's face without any emotion showed a smile, and he nodded: "Ming'er has a good wife, this is the meeting gift for the uncle at that time!"
I didn't see how he moved, I just heard the sound of breaking the water. As soon as Ye Cheng turned his head, he saw a silver light shooting quickly against the lake water. Before he could take a closer look, the silver light had already flashed before his eyes, and he turned around quickly.
Turning his head towards the sword master, he saw a three-foot-long thin sword already floating in his palm.
Ye Cheng couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. He respected this sword master as if he were a god. The power he possessed was beyond his understanding.
The sword master gently sent it away, and the long sword slowly lowered to Bai Chenlu, and said softly: "This sword has been in the lake for decades. Although it is not as good as the Wushuang sword, it is still good. Take it!"
Bai Chenlu held the sword with both hands and said respectfully: "Thank you, uncle!"
The sword master sighed lightly, looked at the boundless water, and said: "I have known about Wushuang City for a long time, but I have been studying the sword and have no time to go out. Since you came here today, I also
I won’t sit back and ignore it anymore, I will avenge Wushuang City!”
Bai Chenlu said softly: "Listen to uncle in everything!"
The sword master turned to look at Ye Cheng and said quietly: "It was you who was at Tianlong Temple last night?"
Ye Cheng whispered: "It's the boy and Tubo's national teacher Jiumozhi!"
"Well, although it is very weak, that bit of death energy is pure and pure. Unfortunately, it is not your own. The reason why you are not lost in your state of mind is thanks to the Buddhist essence in you!"
The Sword Master said proudly: "Jiumozhi is a very talented person. If he can give up his greed, he may be able to reach the level of Ba Shiba within twenty years. You should not set foot in Tubo in the future. Even if Jiumozhi can't do anything to you, Ba Shi
Shiba can kill you with just one thought!"
If it had been before, Ye Cheng would not have believed that a single thought could kill him, but it was different now. Having experienced the terrifying strength of the Sword Master just now, he was completely sure that Bashiba had enough strength to kill him instantly, so he nodded immediately and said:
"Thank you, senior, for the warning!"
The sword master looked at Hongyan and said softly: "It's not that I intentionally concealed my identity in the past, but I haven't used this identity for decades, so I don't want to mention it again. Moreover, I swore back then that if I couldn't defeat Wuming, I would never use a sword for the rest of my life.
Holy title!”
"Perhaps it was God's will that allowed me to come out of seclusion this time. Although I haven't realized the Twenty-Three Swords yet, I may not be able to defeat Wuming. I don't care about a mere tyrant!"
"Hongyan, this is the simple notation of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. You have only learned the first twelve swords and have not touched the essence at all. Here are all the sword moves. Understand them carefully. With your qualifications, it will not take long to understand. Wait until I solve it.
Xiongba, go directly to find Wuming. The fate of life and death is unknown. If I lose unfortunately, he will fight Wuming for me someday. This is fate! The highest peak of the Snow Mountain is the place where Wuming hides!"
Taking the simplified music score handed over by the Sword Master, Hongyan said softly: "Master will definitely be able to kill Wuming and achieve the name of Sword Master!"
The sword master smiled faintly, looked at Ye Cheng, and said slowly: "It's a pity that you have already joined another sect, otherwise I can accept you into my sect. But you don't have to be disappointed. In the future, Hongyan will challenge Wuming. If you lose, you
If we can save her life, Hongyan can teach you the first eighteen swords of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, what do you think?"
Ye Cheng smiled and said: "Young man is studying swordsmanship, boxing and kicking skills. I wonder if I can give this reward to others. Of course, I will do my best to protect the beauty!"
The sword master frowned and said: "What a short-sighted statement, what is the difference between swordsmanship and swordsmanship? Whether it is swordsmanship or swordsmanship, the ultimate end is the control of power. If one can realize the true power,
Do you still care about sword skills or sword skills?"
Ye Cheng said helplessly: "Senior, please don't be angry. It is precisely because I understand this that I hope to teach the swordsmanship to my friend. I have found the direction, but she is different. Without guidance, I don't know how many detours will be taken."
, so I kindly ask you to give this reward to others!”
The unhappiness in the Sword Master's brows finally subsided. He glanced at Cai Yi and said softly: "Are you talking about this girl? Her qualifications are pretty good. Then I'll let Hongyan pass it on to her!"
"Thank you, senior!"
The sword master tilted his head slightly, turned to look at the east where the sun was rising, and said quietly: "The sun rises and sets, the heaven and the earth cycle, and they can never escape the shackles of this path. Remember, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique relies on the power of death.
When you start the path of swordsmanship, if you cannot understand the feelings and ruthlessness, you will never be able to truly exert the power of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!"
Hongyan bowed slightly and said quietly: "Yes, Master!"
The sword master rolled up his long sleeves and flew through the air. He was flying straight in the air. In an instant, he was already twenty feet away and was flying away quickly against the water. Such a movement was truly unprecedented.
Ye Cheng looked at the Sword Master's leaving figure and smiled secretly. This was his goal.
