Cheng Qian couldn't help but choked: "My cultivation base is low, and when I can break the senior's three points with one sword, not to mention my senior brothers and their bones are freezing cold, I'm afraid I will starve to death here - Senior Wen, Please be reasonable."
Wen Ya was unmoved at all, he glanced at Cheng Qian, the young man was angry, unwilling, ambitious, or full of gloom, his heart was always not so firm and hard, and his eyebrows were always easy to bear. Cheng Qian was a very ordinary person in this regard.
Wen Ya hit him mercilessly and said, "So, you can't even break my score, and you still want to fight Zhou Hanzheng? What? Are you dreaming?"
Cheng Qian was about to argue when Wen Ya waved her hand and interrupted him aggressively again: "Revive the sect, if you really want to revive the sect, the best thing to do now is to find a place to hide and practice hard for three or four hundred years, I think You don't dare to take on heavy responsibilities alone, so you just rush forward regardless of anything!"
The corners of Cheng Qian's eyes twitched fiercely, and then he raised the frost-blade sword and said indifferently, "Senior is right, but I don't want to eat the tricks of the aggression."
Wen Ya thought to herself, this is a stone in a thatched pit. It is stinky and hard. If you don't teach it, you can't do it.
So his three shadows jumped into the air with his heart and surrounded Cheng Qian in the middle.
Taking the first shot in front of the juniors, it can be seen that there is no morality and integrity in this shopkeeper Wen.
The frost blade in Cheng Qian's hand rushed towards the three points like a tidal wave, and the sword energy stirred up the calm sea water next to the sea reef. There was a huge earthquake, and the three points of Wen Ya cooperated with each other, forming a huge light curtain in the air condescendingly, and falling towards Cheng Qian like a fishing net.
The sword qi and the giant net collided in mid-air, and with a "boom" sound, the reef was shaken and the rocks flew around, almost falling apart on the spot.
Wen Yazun sat on the spot, hurriedly stretched out his hand to pinch a hand, and protected the reef under his butt, in case he went to the sea to dance with the fish for a while.
The three points had no skill, brute force suppressed Cheng Qian's sword qi, and the net formed by the large light curtain gradually shrank, and Cheng Qian was tightly covered in it.
Cheng Qian couldn't hold it for a while, and the back force was unsustainable, so he had to avoid the edge for a while, Yu Jian dodged around the field, and took a few heavy breaths.
"Ocean Tide Sword," Wen Ya sneered in a slow manner, "with your heart, would you be embarrassed to say that you have practiced Ocean Tide Sword?"
He suddenly let out a long howl, and saw that the top of his head suddenly turned into a circle of phantoms. Then, they were divided into two, two and four, gradually forming a group, each holding a sword that was transformed from the void, countless Tiao Fengrui pointed directly at Cheng Qian.
The sword moves of these divisions are actually completely different. They are like a swarm of flies flying all over the sky, making people dazzled just by looking at them.
Cheng Qian was so shaken by the chaotic sword lights that he wanted to vomit, and was forced into a state of embarrassment by the other party for a while.
Then Wen Ya burst out and said, "Look at the tide under your feet!"
Cheng Qian was taken aback.
At this time, looking at the sea from afar is as flat as the autumn moon. Only when you are on this small reef island, can you feel the snow-white water splash when the waves hit the shore.
The dark tide is no sharper and gentler than the edge of any sword in the world. Because of its vast source, it is endless. The sea contains hundreds of rivers and clouds, and it can also enter the narrow crevices and spit the fine sand.
There is desperation everywhere, and there is life everywhere.
The real person Wen Ya hardly gave him time to think about it. The hundred or so points of sword light swept through the net all day long. If Cheng Qian had realized something, he could wave his sword again to resist, but he always felt that something was wrong. This made the sword not very firm, and the sword meaning has gone out of tune halfway.
He had to avoid Wen Ya's sharp edge again, staggered onto the island and reef, didn't dare to stop for a moment, his toes quickly touched the ground, and at the same time, seven or eight sword lights were chasing and blocking him, and the place he had passed was immediately left behind. One by one charred black.
This compelled rush to escape smashed Cheng Qian's mind to the point where he finally brewed up, and pinned him to his chest.
At this time, he heard Wen Ya shout again: "Look at yourself again!"
With a "hum" sound in Cheng Qian's ear, his hand holding the sword loosened, and he almost dropped the Frost Blade Sword, which he hadn't let go when he almost drowned.
All these years on Qinglong Island, he only focused on honing his true essence and swordsmanship. In the middle of the night, he dreamed of stepping on Zhou Hanzheng and his sect under his feet. .
He curled up outside his fragile spine with arrogance full of arrogance, lest he walk slowly, who will be bullied by his brothers and sisters.
Cheng Qian hated the words "soul flying and scattered". He always felt that the master was just scattered among the mountains, rivers and lakes, not dead, but looked at him everywhere. He was always terrified by those imaginary eyes. .
Wen Ya: "Go!"
Cheng Qian stopped abruptly, and the frost-blade sword in his hand was like flowing water. At least at that moment, he felt that the sword in his hand was not only connected to himself, but also connected to the world.
People practice for one lifetime, and there are three thousand avenues. It can be summed up in one sentence, isn't it also "Look at the heaven and earth, and then look at yourself"
The impetuousness in Cheng Qian's sword intent disappeared, and it was different from the real peace and neutrality. At this time, his sword energy was almost bleak, but there was a continuous force inside. This time, he didn't have the indignation that seemed to overturn the island and reef, and saw the frost blade sword's icy sword energy permeating into the light curtain.
The sword intent and the light curtain canceled layer by layer, and actually "turned" Wen Ya's circle into it.
Cheng Qian suddenly pressed the Frost Blade Sword down, taking retreat as advance, but in an instant he chased after him, as if "one wave has not settled, another wave has risen", only to hear a "beep" sound like a burst of lights. Spreading down, Wen Ya's last points disappeared one by one. In the blink of an eye, the light curtain was swallowed up by the frost-like sword energy, and the island and reef suddenly became silent. The gentle people sitting there looked at each other.
It was only at this point that Cheng Qianfang felt that he had encountered the true meaning of "Ocean Tide Sword" for the first time.
Over the years, he again involuntarily entered meditation because of his understanding. The fresh air from the four directions with the cool sea breeze immediately poured into his meridians without doubt. The meridians that he had painstakingly honed and widened over the years were accepted and absorbed without the slightest stagnation. He turned around on his own, but after a while, it seemed that most of the dark wounds on his body had healed.
When Cheng Qian woke up from this meditation, Dongfang had already revealed his fish belly white. Although it was delayed for a long time, Cheng Qian still bowed to Wen Ya in a complicated manner and said, "Thank you, senior."
Wen Ya closed her eyes slightly, but said in her mouth, "I don't know what's going on with your Fuyao faction. A person who is not strong in mind and is often a woman's kindness actually enters the Dao with a sword. Things go into the Dao because of the heart, boy, your foundation is here, but all these years you have been blindly focusing on the horns, aren't you afraid of going astray?"
Cheng Qian lowered his head silently and was speechless for a moment.
The scriptures taught by the lecture hall are all exercises and formulas, and the senior brother in charge has no control over him. No one has ever pointed out a clear path to him as an elder—even if someone has a heart, with his arrogant personality, he will not be seen. Gotta listen.
"It will go on a rampage and show its teeth and claws at every turn. Do you think you are a crab?" Wen Ya said angrily, "What use does a flat-shelled beast have other than cooked meat and drinking wine?"
Cheng Qian couldn't help burying his head lower for a while, but when he heard the real Wen Ya say this, he swallowed a saliva clearly - this senior who should have been inedible actually made himself greedy!
Cheng Qian: ""
Wen Ya looked at Shang Cheng Qian's strange gaze, and immediately became annoyed and said: "What are you looking at, it's not all of you, so I can't go home when I have a family, you bastard, something worthless!"
Cheng Qian hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes."
After a while, he couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "Senior, can I go now?"
Wen Ya was choked up by him, he finally learned Cheng Qian's stubbornness, whether it was in his realm or his understanding, it seemed to this little brat that it was an external affair. In his eyes, it was nothing compared to him. His fellow apprentices and brothers have a single hair.
Wen Ya said with a stern face: "People who cultivate immortals have gone through thousands of hardships and calamities, and the sky can only find a trace of vitality in the gaps of the heavens. The kinship is indifferent, the friendship is like water, and the loneliness is always the only way to be peaceful. There are so many distracting thoughts in your heart. , how can I get on the road?"
Cheng Qian replied without hesitation: "What longevity do you want to live in such a miserable life? For the sake of being miserable for a longer time? Senior, my master's way is not like this."
"You preach to me?" Wen Ya looked at him in disbelief. "You have to tell me about a little thing like you. What is your master's way?"
In fact, Zhenren Mu Chun rarely preached deliberately. Cheng Qian felt a little regretful as soon as he said it. He felt that he was outspoken, but when Wen Ya asked such a question, his mind changed rapidly, and suddenly he was blessed and blurted out: "My master What I cultivate is 'Shunxin' and 'Freedom' - Senior, the boy has no shape, but I have been in doubt for a long time, is it possible to be lonely and suffer for longevity, is it Shunxin?"
Wen Ya stopped him for a while.
Cheng Qian thought about Yan Zhengming and the others, and was too lazy to talk to him any more.
Wen Ya suddenly raised her head again and stopped him: "Hold on!"
Said, Wen Ya stared at Cheng Qian with a very complicated look for a while, and said slowly: "Even if you practice the sword for a night, you will only gain a little bit of gain, is it possible that you are still trying to reach the sky in one step? You You can't beat Zhou Hanzheng, come here, I'll give you something."
Cheng Qian was stunned, only to see Wen Ya suddenly pointing at the center of his eyebrows, he was in pain, but there was a word in his mouth, and gradually a blue light came out from the center of his eyebrows.
As the azure light slowly overflowed, Wen Ya's complexion visibly deteriorated, and there was a faint hint of death.
Cheng Qian has a rather unique personality. He usually doesn't like to make friends with people, and he doesn't like to discuss with others when he is in trouble. He has never expected anyone to lend a helping hand to help him, let alone such an obviously self-destructive gang.
Although he didn't know what that azure light was, he also saw that Wen Ya was in a bad situation, and hurriedly stopped him: "Senior Wen, you don't have to"
His voice fell, and he only heard Wen Ya's soft snort, and grabbed the whole azure light in his hand. Translucent and very warm.
Wen Ya looked down at the piece of jade in her hand with complicated eyes, and suddenly she smiled and said, "I had no way to find a way to seek immortals, my qualifications were not good, and Qinglong Island refused to accept it. Fortunately, a friend gave this item to me. , this is called 'Spiritual Gathering Jade', and when it is penetrated into the body of a mortal, it can make it skip the long process of inducing qi into the body, and directly enter the gate of immortality. It is just relying on foreign objects to enter the Dao, and the cultivation of medicine poured out of medicinal herbs. Wei is no different, Xiuwei is always floating on the water - it's no fun to practice this way, it just happens to be useful to deal with Zhou Hanzheng, so I'll give it to you."
Said, he raised his hand unexpectedly, Cheng Qian couldn't dodge in time, he felt a breath of fresh air hit his chest, and it disappeared into his body in the blink of an eye.
Cheng Qian felt as if he had been doused with cold water, a coolness poured from his head to his feet, and the operation of the true essence in his abdomen was immediately disrupted, and he was speechless for a while.
Real Man Wenya watched him describe the distortion for a moment, and couldn't help laughing wildly, and said, "Don't worry, this thing is not harmful to you, but it's useless if you're afraid of it in the short term—this Lingyu Ju has been cultivated in my place for many years, if it is used properly , you can suppress Zhou Hanzheng's realm for a moment, didn't you just say that you can't beat it, then you will plot it? Since you can't get up to the realm, it's the same to suppress others."
Said, he played another golden incantation in his hand. This time, the incantation did not enter Cheng Qian's eyebrows: "This is the urging method, remember it."
Cheng Qian was speechless for a long time, and Wen Ya saw that the blue energy between his brows gradually dissipated, and knowing that the Ju Lingyu had completely integrated into his body, she nodded and said, "Okay, get out, don't die."
Cheng Qian can already condense the sword, and Ju Lingyu's penetration into his body is just an ordinary magic weapon, but the real Wenya is different. The things that enter the Dao are the foundation of all his cultivation.
Looking at the gentleman again, since he took out the Juling Jade, his beard and hair instantly turned half white.
Heaven and man are immortal, this is clearly the manifestation of his great retreat.
"I" Cheng Qian didn't know what to say, "I can't ask for this, senior."
"Shut up, I'm in the way with other things, do I have a long face when I say it?" Wen Ya exclaimed, "If I wasn't being chased and killed by those bastards all the way, I would have to kill that little white face with my own hands - I'll give it to you. Take it, get out!"
Said, he flicked his sleeves suddenly, and he lifted all the sand shimmers on the island reef. He threw Cheng Qian's face, and then Wen Ya jumped and plunged into the water. When Cheng Qian rushed over, only to see The back of a big fish flashed on the sea and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Cheng Qian hurriedly steered his sword over the sky, not knowing whether it was because his swordsmanship had improved the night before, or because he had an extra spirit-gathering jade on his body, he steered with his sword, and he was much more comfortable with it.
However, the real person of Wen Ya was no longer found.
Cheng Qian glanced around to no avail, so he sighed secretly, remembering this love of meeting by chance and looking at the face of the elders in his heart, and turned to look for Yan Zhengming and them.
Yan Zhengming's journey with them was purely a leak of the house and it rained overnight.
After being swept away by the flood on the road, Yan Zhengming almost jumped with Cheng Qian, but was fortunately held down by Li Yun and Han Yuan. The group of people walked forward for a while after such misfortune, and if the cloth belt under their feet was as the owner of Tang Wanqiu said, they would die if they didn't last long, and they were forced to land on a deserted island in the middle.
The appearance of the eldest brother was a little scary, and he looked like he was about to lose his mind. Li Yun had to persuade him: "Since Xiao Qian can already control his sword, is it possible that he will be drowned by water? We are at this point. The bonfire will wait for him for a while, and he will find it by himself when he sees the fireworks."
Yan Zhengming turned a deaf ear, since he lost Cheng Qian, he was fidgeting all the time.
He glanced from a distance, then suddenly got up and said, "The sea has calmed down, you stay, and I'll find him."
Li Yun was in a daze and was busy trying to stop him. As a result, before he could round up the dissent that was about to be published, someone had already stopped Yan Zhengming on his behalf. When Li Yun landed, he put a circle of potion on the deserted island. The golden toad of his, at present, his toad water has been improved several times, and it has been maintained for a long time, and he can exchange information - to arrange these things, he is waiting for Cheng Qian, but he unexpectedly discovered Zhou Hanzheng first.
Different from their embarrassed escaping, Zhou Hanzheng fled, but he fled contentedly. With his high-spirited appearance, he couldn't tell how he felt when most of his men were folded on Qinglong Island.
But even if there are only two or three masked people left with the surname Zhou, a single Zhou Hanzheng is not something that their disabled and young group can handle.
What's more unfortunate is that Zhou Hanzheng was very cautious. As soon as his feet stepped on the island, he immediately discovered the things that Li Yun had placed on the shore.
"Damn it," Han Yuan observed carefully through his clone's eyes and whispered, "He may have found someone on the island."
"It's alright," Yan Zhengming had no choice but to suppress his intention to go out to find Cheng Qian immediately at the moment of the crisis, "Bitches are afraid of death, he will tell us about our secrets, he will only be more afraid than us, we have to let him I can't figure out our routine - Li Yun, don't stop the formation, keep doing it!"
Li Yun gritted his teeth and was busy burying himself in the task at hand. That was what he saw from a sect of miscellaneous studies. The main use of stones and branches, supplemented by corresponding spells, can generate a psychedelic realm. I don't know how long Zhou Hanzheng can be trapped. , but the delay is always temporary.
The island is not very big, and Zhou Hanzheng could use his consciousness to swipe it directly, but this person is indeed as cautious as Yan Zhengming said. In this way, the two sides have been testing each other for a whole night on this small island.
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