"What Lu Yan did was really unexpected." Kunwuzi had no way to deal with the three thousand forbidden troops stationed at the foot of Taiyi Mountain.
The original plan was to exclude Lu Yan from intervening in the internal disputes within Taoism, so that this time the sword debate between heaven and man would end, and the heaven sect would annex the human sect. On the one hand, it would fulfill the long-cherished wish of Taoism to be unified, and on the other hand, it would eliminate a large number of Lu Yan's helpers.
As a result, these 3,000 forbidden troops allowed Lu Yan to intervene directly and forcefully. Even if you wanted to exclude him, it was impossible unless you, the Taoist family, dared to openly confront the Qin State.
Qing Le stood respectfully behind Kunwuzi, with a cautious posture but arrogant words, "Uncle Master, what should I do now? Lu Yan is so shameless."
Kunwuzi closed his eyes slightly, and his two white eyebrows were blown up by the wind. He put his hands behind his back and made no unnecessary movements. "Has the person been chosen for the sword battle?"
"Back to Master, Uncle, Master has decided that the disciples and Senior Brother Qingxu will fight."
"Chisong's cultivation level is already higher than that of Chuanxu, and with Xue Ji's blessing, he is sure to win this match. Qingxu has achieved great success in the last sword debate, and his cultivation level is the best between the two sects. He is also sure to win this match.
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You need my guidance, and you have already achieved a great success. However, the disciples of the Ren sect have not achieved a single great achievement so far. In this sword debate, the Tian sect will definitely win. Lu Yan has nothing to say if he wins the duel in an upright manner.
The Tian Sect won the sword debate, and even if Lu Yan was by his side, he could not stop Chi Song from expelling his deviant ideas from Taoism. Even if the merger of the two sects cannot be completed this time, the poison of Lu Yan's evil thoughts can be greatly weakened."
"I see, this disciple knows it. I will go back to the sect to prepare for the battle." Qing Le did not stay, and quickly picked up his skills and quietly ran back to the sect.
The mountain stream was frozen into ice, and its flat surface was like a mirror. Kunwuzi stood by the stream, turned around, lowered his head, and saw his own face reflected vaguely on the ice.
"Lu Yan, a poor junior fellow student, Renzong. The bond connected by ideas can be the most fragile or the strongest. Renzong, what a pity~"
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The news that the Taoists met Lu Yan in the military camp spread among the two sects of Tianren. Lu Yan, armed with the power of the Qin army, came uninvited to watch the ceremony and discuss swordsmanship. This made the disciples of the two sects, especially the Tianzong, resentful.
Lu Yan's negative emotions surged rapidly.
Qingxu's good idea of hoping that Lu Yan would resolve misunderstandings and ease conflicts was shattered into pieces.
The Renzong disciples also felt a little weird about Lu Yan's forceful approach with troops, but most of them still recognized what Lu Yan had done.
What collusion or assassination? They want Lu Yan to give an explanation for such unfounded charges. The world is so big and the world is so chaotic. As long as there is a sect that doubts Lu Yan, Lu Yan will find a way to prove his innocence. People like this
What has happened to the humble master of the State of Qin?
Compared with Lu Yan's response, Tianzong's unreasonable and domineering attitude made him even more disgusted.
The war on swords is about to begin, and the relationship between the two sects has become increasingly bad.
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In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the sword discussion, and the Taiyi Mountain Observatory was glowing with a warm and gentle halo in the winter light. Half tangible, half invisible, there were two figures sitting on the exquisitely carved stone.
Chisong, the leader of Tianzong, has his hair tied up and a golden crown. He has white hair, white eyebrows and a white beard, and is half-clad in snow. His gray-blue Taoist robe is windless. The yin and yang fish on it are lifelike, as if they are swimming leisurely. The Snow Ji sword is suspended in front of him, giving him an air of immortality.
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He opened his eyes and looked at the Tianzong disciples. His white eyebrows pressed down on his upper eyelids, and there was a chilling look in his eyes.
Today, Renren Zong will definitely be defeated.
Chuanxu, the head of the Renzong, has loose but not loose hair, a dark gray robe as quiet as still water, and his whole person is deep and reserved. His eyes are closed, as if he is not worried about winning or losing this sword debate.
Xueji has been in charge of Chisong for ten years. The name of Chisongzi, the head master of Tianzong, is widely circulated in the world. Naturally, he will preside over this sword debate.
However, today's hosting status made Chisong feel displeased.
The current situation in the world is special. Except for the Yin-Yang family who took refuge in the Qin State, all the remaining schools are in chaos. The Yin-Yang family is also busy conquering the Mohist family, so there are basically no outsiders in this session of the sword debate between heaven and man.
Come. Chisong, the head of the clan, is presiding over the sword debate. It is obvious to the audience that it is Lu Yan.
"Your Majesty, the National Preceptor, there have been many twists and turns in the preparation process for this Miaotai Sword Contest. I am exhausted both physically and mentally. I have not been able to fulfill the friendship between host and guest. I hope you will not be surprised, Your Majesty the National Preceptor."
Lu Yan, Nong Yu, and Ying Jue, along with dozens of guards, were all sitting in the guest seats. Hearing Chi Song's insincere politeness, Lu Yan couldn't help but smile softly, "Ha, Yan is not invited this time.
Come, I am a bad guest. I have no expectations and will naturally be disappointed. How can I blame you? Master Chisong, please."
Chisong didn't have the time to talk to Lu Yan, so he immediately announced the start of the sword discussion, "Master Imperial Master, I've been waiting for a long time. The sword discussion at Miaotai begins."
With an announcement, the sword debate officially began. The first choice for the Tianzong to fight was Qingle, the direct disciple of the leader Chisong. The Renzong chose Qingshang to fight.
The two of them are already opponents in the third sword debate. Before the battle begins, the momentum between the two begins to flow and they compete.
Qingzhang, this time, I will definitely wash away the shame of my previous defeat at your hands!
Qing Le stepped onto the dojo, unsheathed his sword and pointed it at his opponent, "Junior Brother Qing Zhang, please give me some advice."
Qingzhang snorted coldly, held his sword and responded: "Senior Brother Qingle, please."
The Chongxu Sword Technique, which Qingyue majors in, is taken from Dao Chong in the "Tao Jing", but when used, it may not be full. Yuanxi is like the sect of all things.
If we say that Taoism's supreme mental technique is the same as light and dust, then the supreme sword technique is the Chongxu Sword Technique.
The Chongxu Sword Technique has unlimited potential. One Yuan, Two Instruments, Three Talents, Four Images, Five Elements, Six Integrations, Seven Stars, Eight Trigrams, Nine Palaces and Ten Directions. Infinite Tao Yuan can be understood step by step from its initial form.
This is a comprehensive sword technique. Internal strength cultivation, mental technique cultivation, and swordsmanship cultivation can all be improved by understanding the sword techniques. Qingle has practiced to the point where he can use the Four Symbols Sword Technique.
Now that the battle started, Qing Le's first move was to use the three talents of swordsmanship, "God's will, terrain, humanity, the unity of heaven, earth and man."
The tip of the sword swung in three places, and the three completely different sword energies entangled and merged into one. The long sword in his hand tore through the air, and Qing Le stepped forward with strong steps, approaching the opponent quickly.
Qing Zang was a little surprised when he saw that he had a unique move: the first move was the combination of three talents. Could it be that he had already understood a more profound sword move than this.
"There are fishes in the North Ming Dynasty. They go to Kunlun in the morning and reach Mengzhu in the evening. They practice to measure the size of the rivers and seas. Yeah~" The sword move contains the potential of swallowing a whale, and a sword rushes like thunder.
The three talents merged into one, and the Kun crossed the North Sea. The swords of the two collided, the sword energy disrupted the scene, and strong winds swept in all directions. After the collision of the first move, a series of sword roars followed.
"Ding ding ding~"
Mars chases Mars, and the shadow of the sword chases the shadow of the sword, faster, faster, and faster. Each sword goes beyond the scope of discussion and discussion, and gradually becomes a life-and-death fight.
Nong Yu, who was watching the battle, had already frowned. She quietly covered her face in Lu Yan's ear and asked, "Husband, with this atmosphere, are they really fellow Taoists?"
Lu Yan did not answer her immediately, but stared at Qing Le's figure, looking thoughtful.
This Qing Yue seems to have some reservations. I remember that he is the most active among the disciples of the Tian Sect and the one who is most active in merging the Ren Sect. How could he stay in Sword Theory?
He was having doubts when the situation in the duel suddenly changed.
"Four Elephants Sword, Shaoyang."
Qing Le suddenly made a move, revealing the Four Elephants Sword in front of everyone for the first time, and he immediately made a great achievement.
Qing Zhang was already familiar with the Sancai Sword Technique, but the appearance of this deeper Four Symbol Sword caught him off guard and revealed its flaws.
Shaoyang's sword passed through the defensive sword wind and went straight to Qing Zhang's heart.
"not good!"
"stop it."
"Stop!"
The disciples of the Renzong were all frightened and shouted out, staring closely at the sword tip that was getting closer and closer to the vital point of the heart.
With death approaching, how could Qing Zang sit still and wait for death? He used all his internal strength to force out a brand new move, "Xiaoyaoyou, Feipeng."
"Bah~"
"Whoops~"
There was a sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh and a sound of sword energy penetrating the body. Everyone present was dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.
Qing Yue's long sword was originally supposed to stab Qing Yue's heart, but it was raised at the last moment and only penetrated into his left shoulder. However, Fei Peng's sword energy directly penetrated Qing Yue's chest, causing him severe injuries.
"Senior Brother Qingle!"
"Senior brother~"
Just when the Tianzong disciples were worried about Qing Le, a sword stabbed him crookedly, and Qing Le, who was seriously injured, suddenly exploded with internal energy.
"Ah ah ~ Four Elephants Sword, Shaoyin Shaoyang!"
The sword energy that broke through Dacheng erupted in an instant. Through mental calculation and unintentional calculation, Qingzhang took all the damage at the closest distance and died on the spot.
"Ah-" A short scream, accompanied by the sound of flesh being cut, Qingzhang's body flew upside down and fell to the ground, covered with sword marks, and his chest stopped rising and falling in the blink of an eye.
"Uh-huh~" Qingle knelt on one knee weakly, holding on to the sword in her hand and trying to stand up, but was unable to do so and fell down.