Despite the heated arguments, Qiu Yuan remained unmoved.
He closed his eyes and clicked his fingers nine times.
In the first eight times, Dian Cang used all his finger power on his chest, eliminating the strange forces raging in his body, and his injuries were healed instantly.
The last finger landed steadily on the center of the eyebrows.
As nine fingers fell, Qiu Yuan's aura soared, and the expanding magic power seemed to have no end. Infinite power exploded, and quantitative change led to qualitative change, and a Dharma image slowly condensed.
It was a tall and majestic figure, its true appearance was hazy and blurred, and even its clothes were shrouded in mist, so it was difficult to make out a clear picture.
Only those eyes cast a ray of divine light, which was extremely clear.
The divine eyes are like a galaxy waterfall hanging in the sky, with various strange visions, including countless birds, beasts, and scales. There are real dragons and phoenixes flying through the Milky Way and playing, there are unicorns drinking water and resting, and there is also a motionless black tortoise lying in the water.
The god's eyes showed no sadness or joy, and this statue did not have the slightest aura. However, in Lu Bei's eyes, there was an overbearing will that struck his heart directly, like a world-destroying tide that pressed down on the heavens and the earth, unable to raise their heads.
For a moment, the artistic conception of harmony between man and nature seemed a little unbalanced and could hardly be maintained.
Lu Bei was horrified, wondering which immortal Qiu Yuan had summoned. If the Dharma Image was the real body of Prince Yan, then he would move to Tianzi Mountain overnight without saying a word and recognize this elder brother who had been lost for many years.
The void exploded, and earth, fire, water and wind rose one after another.
The next moment, the Dharma image suddenly disappeared, and Qiu Yuan stood between earth, fire, water and wind. His tightly closed eyes slowly opened: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. My physique is different from that of ordinary people. I have been accompanied by magical phenomena since I was a child. It is very inconvenient for me to walk outside, so I have imposed nine seals. Now that the seals are released, it is just right for me to learn from you."
"In that case, I will also remove the seal."
Lu Bei nodded and pointed his finger at his chest with a sword, exactly nine times.
Seven are visible and two are hidden, this is the method of the nine stars in the auxiliary star palace.
Before going out, Yan Xiaoshuang carved something on his body that could be activated at any time when encountering a strong enemy.
At first, Palace Master Yan was unwilling to do so. How could he easily apply the sect's secret techniques to others? He also vowed that he would rather die than break the sect's rules.
Lu Bei understood what he meant and injected his innate Qi into the exchange.
Facts have proven that Yan Xiaoshuang is only tough in words, but her body is more honest than anyone else. She has given up her principles and is sinking deeper and deeper into the path of evil.
The Nine Lights Method was activated, and Lu Bei's gray eyes blossomed with the brilliance of stars. His aura soared, dispersing the overbearing will that assaulted his mind, and his state of mind of unity between man and nature became stable.
Liluan Palace and Fuyao Palace, both of these good milks are all-round strengthening. Lu Bei has tasted them separately and concluded that the strengthening of Liluan Palace tends to be physical, while the strengthening of Fuyao Palace is more effective in the mind.
He held his breath, concentrated his mind, followed the artistic conception of the unity of man and nature, stepped up into the void, and a holy white lotus emerged.
After nine steps, nine white lotuses bloomed one by one.
The white light was dense and the sword was powerful.
After nine steps, the Yin-Yang fish swam behind him, revealing a huge shape.
"This person..."
Qiu Yuan's heart trembled, the bright sword light stung his eyes, and his repaired body began to ache slightly.
At the same time, a hint of fear also arose.
Prince Yan’s primary enemy is Da Xia. This person was not born in the holy land, but is an external variable.
We must kill this beast and never let him live!
Qiu Yuan's eyes widened, his gaze falling into an endless illusion, and he raised his fists, palms, and fingers together, blasting out the Dian Cang Seal.
The seal boiled the void, startling the earth, fire, water and wind, which surged and danced. Its tremendous power extended in all directions, creating a series of flickering small worlds on the edge of the land.
These small worlds lack a stable foundation. As soon as yin and yang are formed, they vanish into thin air in the next second.
However, its accumulated power should not be underestimated. It exploded at the same time in an instant, causing the Dian Cang Seal to grow again and again. Coupled with Qiu Yuan's already incredibly huge magical power, the Dian Cang Seal stood horizontally in the void, and the terrifying divine power contained in it had already stirred up a large area of chaos in the void.
Lu Bei had a cold expression on his face. He punched forward and blasted out all the accumulated sword intent.
The two marks collided and crushed each other. The burst of strong light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the entire void.
In the strong light, two figures approached, one was standing on a white lotus with sword light lingering around him, and the other was shed divine light and pointed his fists at the world.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In a flash, they passed each other thousands of times, and the emanating breath was like thousands of thunder explosions. Lu Bei pressed his fist forward, and the power of the Dian Cang Seal was astonishing. Most of it was dissolved by the Yin-Yang Fish, and the rest was blocked by the Immortal Sword Body. He only attacked and did not defend, and his punching speed was getting faster and faster.
Qiu Yuan was able to hold out at first, but the more the battle went on, the weaker he became, and the more frightened he became.
After thousands of collisions, the body exploded into a blood mist, and a skeleton flew out, floating in the void and slowly weathering.
There was a silent roar, bones and flesh revived, and boundless demonic energy surrounded them.
The shadow of an unknown immortal god reappeared, with demonic energy coming out of his mouth and nose, his eyes turned dark, and he suddenly turned into a gigantic demon statue.
Qiu Yuan put his hands together, and the great demon roamed the void, with murderous intent surging, making the already dark and lightless void once again dyed with a layer of ink. The demon's power was so powerful that it was unbelievable.
The Imperial Observatory has the Six Heavenly Demon King's secret techniques. Qiu Yuan, as the highest-level Great Stele Curse, practices the most mysterious magic secret technique. His own magical powers are contaminated with demonic energy, and his strength has increased by more than ten times.
But this method is not without flaws. He is not a demon cultivator. Even if he is, if he draws demonic energy into his body and transforms it into a Dharma form that is closely related to his soul, the result will be devastating.
There is not much time left for Qiu Yuan.
"That's enough!"
With his strength skyrocketing, Qiu Yuan's faith reached its peak, and the great devil punched out, and rolling darkness burst out like a vast ocean.
The black tide surged, submerging the area where Lu Bei was in the blink of an eye.
Qiu Yuan added three punches, retracted the shadow of the big demon, stood in the void with a pale face, and waited for Lu Bei, who was possessed by the evil thoughts, to die.
In the darkness, a golden light burst out and suddenly expanded infinitely.
Under Qiu Yuan's horrified gaze, the fist mark was infinitely enlarged, and its overwhelming power seemed like the entire sky pressing down on his head.
Blood mist flew around, Qiu Yuan's whole body exploded with crackling sounds, and as he flew backwards, blood gushed out of his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.
How is it possible? He clearly...
Obviously, the all-powerful Imperial Observatory had not collected the information that Tianmingzi was not afraid of evil spirits.
Or maybe, the intelligence was available, but the Imperial Observatory did not make a correct judgment on the upper limit of "Tianmingzi".
At this moment, a big hand broke through the darkness, and five fingers clenched into a fist, grabbing Qiu Yuan in mid-air, making him unable to move.
The strange force of the shock wave resonated with the enemy and stopped Qiu Yuan's rapid self-healing. Then another big hand pressed down, black and white colors moved around, and the yin and yang picture slowly unfolded.
Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death!
boom-
The clear rose and the turbid fell, and both the body and the soul were severely damaged. The nameless Dharma image brought about by the qualitative change of magic power also disappeared at this moment and no longer existed.
After breaking up Qiu Yuan's soul and body, Lu Bei failed to get the hint to kill him. His spiritual thoughts spread out, crisscrossing the void in search of any traces of the other party's escape and hiding.
Soon, a pitch-black square seal came into view.
The Seal of the Imperial Observatory can freely control evil thoughts. Holding this item can keep the mind clear and summon the Six Heavenly Demon Kings even without practicing magic.
Lu Bei raised his hand in the air, and violent sword energy blasted out.
The seal is a magic weapon that has been refined, and it can also be said to be the key to guiding evil thoughts. It itself is not very powerful, and it shattered when hit by the sword energy.
A shadow slowly appeared.
Lu Bei didn't even think twice and pointed his finger at the sword. The sword intent surged, as fast as lightning, and a beam of scorching white light arrived in an instant.
But the phantom raised his hand slightly, pinched the Five Elements Sword Qi with two fingers, and broke it with a snap.
"Are there any other experts?"
Lu Bei let out a light exclamation, and then he realized that the phantom was not Qiu Yuan, but a clone of his soul.
The man was wearing black clothes and a white scarf, his hair was as black as a stream, he had a faint smile on his face, and he was as gentle as a piece of beautiful jade.
Another pretty boy!
In terms of the purity of the pretty boy, Lu Bei felt that he was far inferior to himself and Liu Shen, but in terms of temperament, he could actually compete with himself.
It’s incredible, now all the pretty boys are so curly
"Who are you?"
Lu Bei shook with a sound, and a strange force penetrated into the void, and the resonating soul tried to disintegrate it.
The effect was minimal. Although it was just a soul without a body, it was very solid and it only shook a little due to the vibration of the characters.
"You serve the royal family, but you don't even know who I am. Isn't that ridiculous?" The shadow smiled.
"King Yan?!"
Lu Bei frowned slightly, and took two steps back silently. Lacking a capable teammate, he was thinking about releasing Yan Xiaoshuang to stand in front of him.
"It is Jiang Suxin."
Prince Yan Jiang Suxin was neither tall nor mighty. He was a far cry from the tough guy that Lu Bei had heard recently who could stop a baby from crying. If he hadn't introduced himself, in the eyes of others he would be just a pretty boy scholar, the kind that would be invested in by many young ladies when he went to Beijing to take the imperial examinations.
"I have given my name, sir. Who are you?"
“I am Tianmingzi, a cultivator from the Wuliang Sword Sect.” Lu Bei straightened his chest and raised his head, proudly introducing himself.
"not necessarily."
Jiang Suxin rubbed his fingertips with interest: "This king has also practiced three or five sword skills, including the infinite sword skill. You are not a cultivator from the infinite sword school, you... are from Qinglong."
"Who is Qinglong?"
Lu Bei raised his eyebrows. He was just a passerby. He had seen two White Tigers before, but he had never seen a Blue Dragon before.
Jiang Suxin smiled slowly: "I don't know how many benefits Qinglong promised you, but Emperor Ji is definitely not a wise leader. Working under him... Oh, you may not know that Qinglong serves Emperor Ji of Daxia and is an inner sect elder of the Holy Land of the Human Race."
Lu Bei seemed to be thinking about something, and continued, "How strange! Not to mention that I don't know what Azure Dragon is, if I really did know him, according to Prince Yan, I should cling to Emperor Ji's thighs, right?"
"It seems that you have misunderstood the general situation of the world..."
As Jiang Suxin was speaking, someone appeared to cause trouble.
Jiang Biehe, covered in dust, came walking in the air, leaving an afterimage every three steps, with hundreds of clones. While being chased by the sea of golden light and fire, he narrowly escaped to Lu Bei's side.
You are still alive!
Lu Bei couldn't help but look up to Jiang Biehe. This guy might be a bit of a joke, but his strength and skills were definitely not bad. At least his means of saving his life were very powerful.
Seeing Lu Bei posing again, Jiang Biehe was so envious that his mouth was watering. He stepped forward and said righteously: "Daoyou Tianmingzi, leave the thief from the Imperial Observatory to... leave..."
When Qiu Yuan turned into Jiang Suxin, the danger increased by more than a hundred times. Jiang Biehe saw his opponent's face clearly and swallowed the second half of his sentence.
I can't afford this.
He took two steps back, stood tall behind Lu Bei, and said regretfully, "Daoyou, Jiang has thought about it and decided to let you deal with it. After all, he said bad things about Wuliang Sword Sect. Jiang is your brother, how can I take away your love."
Being called a brother by Jiang Biehe, Lu Bei felt very uncomfortable. He said slowly, "This guy didn't say anything. It's better for you to deal with him."
"Fellow Daoist, you are confused!"
Jiang Biehe beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying with regret: "Not only did he say that, he also single-handedly destroyed our Wuliang Sword Sect. He is a mortal enemy!"
Come on, don’t talk nonsense. Believe it or not, I will kill you with one punch.
Boom—
The golden light torrent advanced, the zombie gravekeeper rushed around, and after seeing the situation clearly, he stood aside silently.
Jiang Suxin smiled silently. Jiang Biehe, who was on high alert, felt tremendous pressure. Without thinking, he crushed a jade slip with his hand hidden in his sleeve.
A soft green air spread out, and a figure stepped out of the green light portal.
Willow God Chang Wenyuan.
The two gentle men looked at each other, and Chang Wenyuan bowed and spoke first: "I didn't know Prince Yan was here, I'm sorry for not welcoming you from afar, don't blame me, don't blame me."
Jiang Suxin sighed and said, "The Chang family has been passed down for thousands of years. Willow God should not be partial to the weak. I sincerely invited Willow God to be my guest, but was rejected many times. I never thought that we would meet here."
"Prince Yan is so noble, it is only right for Chang to invite him. Today, the weather is good and I am lucky enough to meet Prince Yan. I dare to invite Prince Yan to drink and discuss poetry. What do you think?"
"I'm afraid it won't work today. If God Liu insists on inviting me, I should go with Jiang Li."
Jiang Suxin politely declined and looked at Lu Bei steadily: "The glory of Great Xia is all in the past, and the ambitions of Emperor Ji are only on paper. This dream will be awakened sooner or later. You must not bet your life on him. That's all I have to say. I will be waiting for you at any time."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared. Lu Bei, Chang Wenyuan, and Jiang Biehe all had strange expressions on their faces.
Jiang Biehe even moved a step and stood behind Liu Shen.
The zombie gravekeeper standing far away seemed to be still unsatisfied. He glanced at Lu Bei reluctantly and left with Jiang Suxin.
The three people in the field stood in silence. After a while, Chang Wenyuan spoke first: "Forgive me for my poor eyesight. It turns out that Taoist Tianmingzi is from the Holy Land. If I have offended you before, please don't take it to heart."
After saying this, he cupped his hands and smiled bitterly: "Fellow Daoist, since you have followed the orders of the Emperor Ji and come from afar as a guest, why are you teasing us? Little do you know that Prince Yan is the best at sowing discord. If someone else were here, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to explain myself even if I was right."
Lu Bei said nothing, took out a goose and started eating it.
What a mess! Tian Mingzi couldn't understand such complicated interpersonal relationships.
Chang Wenyuan had no choice but to go with the flow for the time being. The three of them cut through the darkness and arrived above Zangnan Mountain.
The battle below has ended, Meng Yuan has left, Qu He stands alone, his tall figure looks a little lonely.
"Fellow Daoist Qu He, it's time to go."
"This old man..."
"Wait a little longer."
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Tianzi Mountain, the seat of the Imperial Observatory.
The majestic pass was built against the mountain. Under the bright sun and clear sky, there was a darkness that was barely perceptible to the naked eye, gathering evil energy and pinning down the long tail of the golden dragon of fortune.
Jiang Suxin sat upright in the bamboo forest, put down the wordless book in her hand, and muttered to herself: "The book of heaven is in fate and destiny, but not in people. This king has never been inferior to others in his life, but because he has no fate and destiny, he cannot obtain the way of heaven. This is really not right."
Footsteps were heard.
Qiu Yuan bowed and handed a piece of information to Jiang Suxin, reporting: "There is indeed a Tianmingzi in the Wuliang Sword Sect. This person has been guarding Kunlun Mountain, waiting for the magic sword to be born..."
"The great sword comes from the north, with a thought of boundlessness, obtaining a divine weapon is better than thousands of magical powers."
Jiang Suxin closed the information: "The Wuliang Sword Sect has a great sword master named Bu Tian Shixin. According to the hexagram, Tian Mingzi has indeed waited for the birth of the divine sword. However, the divine sword is not a divine weapon, but a person."
"This person's origins are mysterious. I am investigating and I believe the truth will soon be revealed."
"Have a good rest. This is the time when the king needs people."
"As you command."
Qiu Yuan bowed and retreated. Jiang Suxin picked up the wordless Taoist book again and closed her eyes to recall the sword spirit and style: "Sword wielders in the world are like crucian carp crossing the river. Nine out of ten are mediocre. Wuliang Sword School can stand above the nine out of ten, and there are only a few who are better than them."
He slowly opened his eyes: "Qinglong's territory is north of the Kunlun Mountains and east of the Jiuzhou Continent..."
"Heavenly Sword?!"
"What a lie! The fate of the Heavenly Sword Sect has come to an end. There is only one Abandoned Scripture. How can we live out a second life?"
"This current Tianjian Sect leader, I remember he is extremely talented. At a young age, he beat Jiang He to win the first place in the Holy Land Ceremony, but..."
"When did he reach the Mahayana stage?"