The distance between the two people widened, and the sword in Xuan Wuya's right hand was slightly raised. He saw countless transparent swords whistling with the sword energy in his hand, and transparent sword energy formed one after another.
Suddenly, he pointed forward with his right hand, and the sword energy in his hand attacked Xuanji like a spiritual snake. With the sound of hissing through the air, these countless small swords swooped forward, and the rock on one side was covered by the air sword.
Countless small incisions were made.
Xuanji took a deep breath, moved his right foot slowly, stepped on the yin and yang, pointed the jade ruler in his right hand forward, and saw an invisible yin and yang fish forming in front of him.
The Yin and Yang fish in front of him coincided with the five elements of Yin and Yang. The slowly rotating Yin and Yang fish formed in front of him like a black hole. The countless small swords were sucked into the black hole and disappeared.
After slashing out with the sword, Xuanji still stood in front of Xuan Wuya without any injuries. This made Xuan Wuya a little surprised. He stared at Xuanji and said: "I didn't expect that your strength has improved a lot."
"Of course, you can't stand still in this life." Xuanji smiled slightly and said, "Let's... continue."
"Haha, that's alright, I'll do what you wish." Xuan Wuya sneered. He strode forward, his figure erratic. Almost in an instant, the sword in his right hand was already pressed against Xuanji's neck.
superior.
Xuanji's body suddenly fell backwards, as if he fell suddenly, but just before his body hit the ground, he suddenly flew up again, and his body turned into countless afterimages, surrounding
Xuan Wuya started to turn quickly, and he moved his right hand together, and the jade ruler in his hand struck out like raindrops.
Ding ding ding, the weapons in the hands of the two people collided rapidly. The weapons in their hands were all magic weapons, which were not comparable to ordinary weapons. Every time they collided, there would be a huge roar.
And this cliff, which usually seemed quiet, seemed to be filled with explosives at this moment. The two people could not help but intersect and separate. A huge mountain top was almost flattened by the two of them.
.
Bang... With a loud noise, the two figures separated. Xuanji jumped into the abyss, while Xuan Wuya also jumped down. The two figures couldn't help but fall down.
On the way, the two were still fighting fiercely.
Phew, their feet landed on the ground. This was a small platform under the cliff. Xuan Wuya slashed forward with his sword, and Xuanji waved the Jade Jing in his hand.
Ding... Sparks are flying. This sword looks ordinary. It is not like just now. Every time the two of them attack, they can make a big noise.
The two of them separated. Xuan Wuya withdrew his right hand and the blood-drinking sword in his hand disappeared. He said lightly: "Haha, I underestimated you. I didn't expect that you could sustain it for so long.
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"But I was defeated after all." Xuanji stretched out his right hand and looked at the jade ruler in his hand.
This jade ruler was as clean as ever, but suddenly, with a click, a tiny crack appeared on the jade ruler. Xuanji stared at the jade ruler in his hand, and saw that the cracks on the jade ruler gradually expanded. The pure white ruler body,
It also gradually became dim and dull.
"If you lose, just accept your fate." Xuan Wuya said calmly.
"If I don't accept my fate, what else can I do?" Xuanji smiled slightly, he groaned, and a ball of blood mist suddenly exploded on his body.
Bang... He fell to one knee on the ground, and the look in his eyes quickly disappeared.
Tianji, who was rushing forward in the middle, felt something in his heart. He was running hurriedly and suddenly stopped abruptly. He turned around and looked in the direction of the master. There, the master's soul was slowly rising.
rise.
"Master..." Xuanji fell to his knees with a plop, bursting into tears for a while.
Thousands of kilometers away in Tibet, Sanxian Mountain.
On this day, Master Qingyi was doing morning lessons as usual. She was sitting cross-legged right in front of her. Behind her, there was a big word "Tao".
She was sitting cross-legged like the Taoist nuns a few rows ahead. They were making a gesture with their hands and were sitting in meditation.
Qingyi Zhenren, who was sitting quietly, suddenly felt uneasy. She suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes were dull for a while.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Miao Hui, who was sitting next to Qing Yi, looked at Master in surprise.
The master is a master of Taoism. Her eyes have always been as clear as water and full of spirituality, but today, they are dim and dull, with a hint of despair.
Following Miaohui's cry, Qing Yi's eyes gradually returned to clarity. She slowly stood up and murmured: "He's gone?"
"Master, who is gone?" Miao Shan stood up on the other side. She looked at the master with a familiar look, because she had had this feeling when Xue Hongyun died. Maybe he was a person who was very important to the master.
,left.
Master Qingyi suddenly coughed slightly, she opened her mouth and spit out a small mouthful of blood.
"Master..." Everyone was surprised, and they stood up in unison.
"I'm fine, you can continue with your morning lessons." Master Qingyi wiped the blood from her lips and shook her head slowly. After saying that, she walked away.
Sanxian Mountain, Qingming Peak.
This place is the highest point of Sanxian Mountain. On the right side of this place, there is a large word "tea" carved on a stone wall.
Qing Yi is really a tea addict. She has loved tea ceremony all her life. When she was young, she spent most of her time here. Here, she can make tea and quietly pick out the tea leaves.
Then dry it and make tea.
She once sat cross-legged with someone here, chatting, drinking tea and reciting poems.
I still vaguely remember that that person knew the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and was a master of metaphysics who could judge the fate of heaven and reveal the secrets of heaven. He also liked tea, and he once promised the other party that if one day his tea ceremony reached two-thirds of his height, he would
Agree to any of his requests.
But in the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and after all, the two of them have not seen each other for nearly thirty years... Although they are devoted to the Tao and their hearts are calm, there are some regrets in this life that can never be solved.
She didn't know what height his tea ceremony had reached now, but if he could appear in front of her again now, even if he didn't understand tea, she would agree to all his requests.
Unfortunately, she knew that that person would not come again. She slowly closed her eyes, and tears fell involuntarily. Qingming Peak, everything was the same as before. She kept hoping that one day, that person would be here again.
Coming here, what she didn't expect was that the farewell thirty years ago would turn out to be an eternal farewell.
"Mystery..." Master Qingyi picked up the cup of tea in front of him and slowly poured it on the ground. This was to pay homage to the deceased, and also to pay homage to his broken earthly relationship.