I have a role in the heavens

Qi Jingchun walked slowly with the young man in green shirt, and left the downstairs of the archway, leaving only the long sword swaying in the wind, trembling slightly, and making bursts of sword sounds.

Suddenly, a man in linen robes appeared here. He looked up at the long sword nailed into the stone pillar. There was a bit of coldness on his face. He stretched out his hand and the long sword flew up and fell into his hand. Feeling the two strange auras wandering like dragons contained in the sword body, he shook his head slightly, flicked his fingers, and the clanging sound of the sword came out, causing Qi Jingchun, who had already left, to stop and turn his head to look back.

Two dragons rushed out from the sword body, swam and intertwined, forming a pair of scissors. They aimed at the Confucian saint and chopped off his head. The sharp edge caused the surrounding space to begin to distort, even if it was all over the area. The great formation of heaven and earth has been broken, unable to interfere with this cold scissors.

Qi Jingchun's expression changed drastically, and she protected the young man in green shirt behind her. She stared at the fallen scissors with solemn eyes, unable to recognize the two breaths. She opened her mouth slowly, and a clear and awe-inspiring sound echoed around her.

"spring!"

Qi Jingchun is an unprecedented Confucian genius. He broke the shackles of the sage master, merged the three religions into one, condensed two original names, and even began to condense a third original name.

Among them, the word "spring" represents the Confucian teachings, implying the spring breeze and rain, the growth of all things, emphasizing benevolence and educating all living beings in the world, demonstrating Qi Jingchun's ability as a inheritor and pioneer of Confucian culture.

A wisp of spring wind emerged out of thin air and turned into a dragon-binding rope, wrapping around the two dragons and binding them tightly. Two dazzling rays of light flew out from the dragons' bodies and turned into two large characters.

"rush!"

"fight!"

The two big characters were like the sharpest sword light in the world. They circled Qi Jingchun's body slightly and were about to cut it in half. They were ruthless and terrifying.

Qi Jingchun's expression changed again, a green lotus flashed in her gentle and elegant eyes, she pinched the seal in her hand, and spoke again.

"quiet!"

This is the second original name condensed by Qi Jingchun, which also represents his Taoist knowledge and implies tranquility and inaction. This word is also considered by many people in the three religions to be a violation of rules, because it goes beyond the tacit understanding between Confucianism and Taoism, and also shows the depth and uniqueness of Qi Jingchun's knowledge.

As soon as this word came out, the speed of the two sword lights suddenly dropped, the surrounding space seemed to turn into a quagmire, and even time slowed down.

"Good! As expected of Qi Jingchun who combines the three religions into one and has the qualifications to establish a religion and claim to be the ancestor!"

Zhou Jue was not stingy with his praise, his pride surged, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring. He flicked the long sword in his hand again. The sword continued to tremble, making a clear sound of metal collision, and a pure sword light flew out across the void. In the middle, the surrounding light was completely distorted, and the spring breeze and drizzle condensed, moistening things silently, and slashed towards Qi Jingchun again, and the stagnant space was instantly broken.

Qi Jingchun felt the mystery of swordsmanship contained in this sword light, and his face showed a bit of surprise, and his face was slightly bitter. It turned out that it was the person behind the girl in black just now, who bullied the weak one, and then came Strong!

Qi Jingchun looked solemn, and the Confucian shirt on his body began to collide, as if it was inflated. Two golden lights shot out of his eyes, and he shouted sharply.

"together!"

The character Qi means the equality of all living beings, which is the moral principle of Buddhism. However, Qi Jingchun has not yet completely condensed the third original name. The font is illusory and transparent, swaying in the spring breeze and drizzle, like the catkins falling in the void, unable to withstand it. Wind and rain will eventually wither and wither.

As soon as the word "Qi" came out, the wind was gentle and the sky was clear and clear. The pure and bright sword light just approached Qi Jingchun and melted like snow under the sun, and the whole world fell into silence.

At this time, Qi Jingchun changed from the peace and tranquility of the past, looking high-spirited and high-spirited. The teachings of the three religions flashed in his eyes, colliding and merging with each other. The three kinds of light, gold, cyan, and white, continued to dissipate and appear. He looked dazzled. He lowered his head slightly and looked. He looked at his broad sleeve robe and saw a sword mark tearing the fabric, which made him look slightly stagnant and said loudly.

"What a pure swordsman, with unparalleled sharpness, sincerity and purity, Qi Jingchun is willing to defeat him!"

Qi Jingchun cupped her fists and cupped her hands, her back slightly bent. There was no anger in her expression, but only sincere respect.

"I just hurt that girl too much and I offended her. It was Qi Jingchun who was at fault first and is willing to be punished!"

Qi Jingchun is a sincere gentleman, as gentle as jade, and will not confuse right and wrong. Just now, his student was rude in front of him, and he bullied the weak in the back. Although he compensated the girl with two big words as an opportunity, it was not in line with his swordsmanship, so he directly used the sword. If you give them all up, it’s a loss.

Zhou Jue is a pure sword cultivator in the Fourteenth Realm. He pays attention to gratification and clear thoughts. Qi Jingchun bullies the younger ones. As a senior brother, he naturally wants to seek justice for him.

But Qi Jingchun was not a bully, and he only passively responded to the challenge. He gave Ning Yao a chance, which was very fair. Although Zhou Jue was not very unreasonable on weekdays, he was also targeting people who were also unreasonable.

Obviously, Qi Jingchun is not the kind of unreasonable person, but is very reasonable, good at reasoning, and a sincere person. To such a person, Zhou Jue will have to be reasonable.

"Forget it, it's even between us!"

Zhou Jue glanced at the long sword in his hand, threw it casually, turned into a stream of light, and was nailed to the stone pillar of the archway again without any change in position.

"Your Excellency, Qi Jingchun, thank you very much!"

Qi Jingchun bowed again. He was a standard Confucian saint, with unity of knowledge and action. He would do what he thought in his heart. He was a true saint, far beyond ordinary cultivators.

"I am Qi Jingchun from the Wensheng lineage. I am honored to meet you. What should I call you?"

"Sword Qi Great Wall, Zhou Jue!"

Zhou Jue was both free and easy and lazy. His figure was loose and his edge was hidden. He was like a peerless sword sheathed. If he didn't make a sound, he would be amazing.

"Zhou means perfect and satisfactory! Jue is a pair of jades, warm and noble. This name contains the meaning of perfection, comprehensiveness, preciousness and nobleness."

Qi Jingchun was knowledgeable and eloquent. He read through ancient and modern times and savored the meaning of Zhou Jue's name carefully.

"Old Qi, you are indeed a wise man! My name is like my character. I am the gentleman who is as gentle as jade and has high moral standards!"

When Zhou Jue said this, the arrogant and cold aura on his body disappeared without a trace, causing Qi Jingchun's cheeks to twitch slightly, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. He dared not agree.

"Old Qi, we are not outsiders. The damn Aliang and I are close friends. We have killed people together!"

Aliang, whose original name was Meng Liang, was the only son of the sub-sage. He showed his talent since he was a child. He and Qi Jingchun had a deep friendship and were close friends. Aliang often took Qi Jingchun to play together. That time was full of joy and friendship, which left a deep impression on Aliang.

Later, Aliang's life gradually changed. He was dissatisfied with the experience of Wenmai and made a scene in the Confucian Palace with a sword. He was driven into the Jianqi Great Wall to practice by his father. He once promised to take Qi Jingchun with him to the rivers and lakes.

In the original trajectory, this promise also became Aliang's lifelong regret. Because when he returned to Haoran Tianxia Confucian Temple, Qi Jingchun had become a Confucian saint. He died in order to save the people of Lizhu Dongtian Town, and could no longer fulfill his original promise.

Qi Jingchun was delighted when he heard this. He had never seen Aliang since they parted. He was overjoyed to hear the news from his friend today.

"Is Brother Meng doing well in Jianqi Great Wall?"

Zhou Jue's mind flashed with the image of Aliang being hated by everyone in Jianqi Great Wall. He looked a little strange and said against his conscience.

"Very well! Everyone has a deep memory of him!"

The things Aliang did in Jianqi Great Wall were simply wicked. He once owed a wine debt and tricked the little girl Diezhang into buying wine for him, and charged the wine money to her. He instigated a sword fairy to lock his disciples at home, who could only wear women's clothes and were not allowed to go out until they reached the Jade Pu realm, causing the disciples to hate him to the bone. There are countless such things, so Aliang, who is called a dog day, is a famous and difficult ghost in the Sword Qi Great Wall and has a bad reputation.

Qi Jingchun naturally didn't know about Aliang's changes over the years, but he was really happy for his friend's situation, with a faint smile on his lips and a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

Zhou Jue and Qi Jingchun had a good chat. Although Zhou Jue was a pure sword cultivator in this life, he was extremely wise, profound in knowledge, and had a thorough understanding of the doctrines of the three religions. He had a lot in common with Qi Jingchun, and even coincided with each other in some aspects, which made Qi Jingchun feel like a confidant.

Suddenly, the flying sword nailed to the stone pillar of the archway broke through the air, causing Zhou Jue's face to change drastically, frost all over, and a terrifying cold light flashed in his eyes. A murderous intent permeated from his body and spread out, causing the entire Lizhu Cave sky to change. The wind suddenly rose, dark clouds gathered, and pressed down. An extremely heavy pressure fell, making everyone feel panic.

Qi Jingchun's eyes flashed with shock as he stared at this confidant he had just met. In a flash, the world changed color. Even he, who controlled the operation of the formation in Lizhu Cave Heaven, could not stop it.

"Wait a moment, I'll take care of something, I'll be back soon!"

Before Zhou Jue finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from the spot, and no one knew where he went.

Qi Jingchun sat in Lizhu Cave Heaven and controlled the formation here. His thoughts turned, and he instantly understood what happened. A look of understanding appeared on his face. There really was someone who didn't know how to live or die, and dared to bully the girl in black. This time, he was afraid that he would hit his head and bleed!

On the other side, Ning Yao abandoned her sword and went straight into the depths of the alley. She was a sword cultivator and did not hide her whereabouts. Unlike those people from family sects, she did things that were hidden and long-lasting. She was alone, upright, and open.

At the end of the alley, a young man in brocade clothes was full of dragon spirit, majestic and rich. He was holding a green jade seal in his hands. It was the size of a child's palm and was carved with dragons and tigers. Under the sunlight, it was shining. There were faint rays of light inside the jade seal.

The young man in brocade clothes looked up and squinted at the treasure in his hand. His eyes showed excitement and he was intoxicated. In front of him, the tall old man knelt on one knee and was carefully wiping the mud on the boy's boots with his sleeve.

The young man in brocade clothes looked at the treasure in his hand. He noticed the girl in black with the corner of his eyes. He had expectations in his heart, hoping that the other party would do something to snatch the treasure and make his peaceful life more turbulent.

Ning Yao exuded a cold aura all over his body. He walked straight forward and ignored the master and servant in the alley.

The young man in brocade clothes changed his mind temporarily, put away the jade seal, put it into a cloth bag that had been prepared long ago, and hung it around his waist, but he still stood in the middle of the alley, with no intention of giving way.

The old man who was kneeling on one knee also stood up. He was tall, with fair skin and no beard. His eyes flashed with a cold gaze. He spoke softly to the young man in brocade clothes.

"Your Highness, this woman is a martial artist who has entered the hall. You must not cause trouble or take it lightly."

"If you are outside the small town, you don't need to worry about it. But here, even our body, which is pure martial arts, is always under the oppression of this world, and it is extremely uncomfortable. Once the breath is fully circulated, the acupoints are opened wide, It will be like the rivers and seas flooding back, the meridians and acupoints will flood out, and it will be out of control. When the time comes, it will be a small matter if our family dies, but the safety of His Highness will be a big deal. If due to our family's poor care, His Highness's great cause of cultivating Taoism will be ruined. I’m sorry, how will our family deal with Your Majesty and Your Majesty after we return?”

"Grandpa Wu, after you left the palace, you talked a lot. In the palace before, you just recited a few words all year round, which was worse than the stupid parrot my sister raised."

The young man in brocade clothes didn't take it seriously, with a playful smile on his face and said to the old man.

The old man has a groveling nature and calls himself our family. He is obviously an eunuch serving nobles in the palace.

"Your Highness, this person here has already posed a threat to His Highness's safety!"

The old man's tone was solemn, and he stared at the girl in black with unkind eyes. A murderous intention rose in his heart. He would never allow anyone to threaten His Highness's safety, so he reminded her again.

The young man in brocade clothes was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He looked at the tall old man and said in disbelief.

"Although I have heard that on the road of spiritual practice, there are three religions and nine currents, a mixture of fish and dragons, evil ways, and heretical ways, but she and I just met by chance, and she would not be motivated by money to kill people and seize treasures. If everyone in the mountain were like this, wouldn't it be possible that the world would be in chaos long ago? "

The Yamashita Dynasty and the Immortal Family on the Mountain seem to be very different from each other, but in fact they have long disliked each other and have accumulated deep conflicts.

Hearing this, the young man in brocade no longer had any intention of playing around. He shook his head helplessly and spoke.

"Forget it, there is no need to blame those contradictions on a young girl. This is not what a man would do!"

Ning Yao walked up to the young man in brocade clothes, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, his eyes full of alertness and vigilance.

The young man in golden clothes smiled, stepped aside and moved out of the way, signaling Ning Yao to pass first.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, the tall old man roared angrily, and came to the side of the young man in brocade clothes. He put his right hand on the young man's shoulder, and with a force of skill, he threw him onto the alley wall.

At the same time, the old man opened the five fingers of his left hand, turned towards the void, and made a dull sound. A stone was shot from nowhere. If the old man hadn't reacted quickly, the young man in golden clothes might have had his head exploded.

The old man's face was livid, his eyes were flashing with anger, and he used his palms to crush the stone, causing the powder to fall out. The old man did not kill the assassin in the dark, but instead used his right fist to strike at the innocent Ning Yao. He suspected that the girl in black was an accomplice of the assassin, so naturally he had to kill her first to ensure the safety of His Highness.

Ning Yao frowned slightly, but he understood the old man's approach. He suppressed the instinct to draw the sword, tilted his head slightly, and avoided this powerful and heavy punch. The punch was so strong that it ruffled the girl's veil.

The old man didn't stop, his fist swept across and hit Ning Yao's head, the fist moved smoothly and without any stagnation.

Ning Yao was startled. She raised her arms and crossed them in front of her head. The next moment, a huge force hit her. She slid sideways for more than ten steps, and blood oozed from her hands that were originally wrapped in cotton.

Ning Yao was a little angry, turned around to look at the tall old man, and spoke word by word.

"If I hadn't been capable, someone else would have been dead!"

The old man ignored Ning Yao's words and looked towards the entrance of the alley. A burly middle-aged man stood there, his face covered, his eyes shining, his muscles in his iron arms bulging, and his veins bulging. , two bags hanging from his waist, filled with bulging bags.

This middle-aged man was the one who had just made the sneak attack. His expression was cold, and his eyes swept over Ning Yao's beautiful face. It was a little hot, and there was a lustful look on his face, which was obviously a wrong idea.

Ning Yao frowned, a murderous intent flashed in his big eyes, and he said coldly.

"return!"

The flying sword nailed to the stone pillar of the archway passed through the void and landed next to Ning Yao, spinning rapidly around her like a child acting like a baby.

"roll!"

Ning Yao shouted coldly at the middle-aged man, and the flying sword turned into a stream of light, wiping across the middle-aged man's neck. A huge head flew up, blood spurted out, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, splashing a The ground is dusty.

In the alley, the tall old man and the young man in brocade clothes all changed their expressions. They stared at the girl in black with horrified eyes, dumbfounded and did not dare to move rashly.

Ning Yao's eyes skipped over the young man in brocade clothes and landed on the tall old man. A gleam flashed in his eyes and he spoke.

"You just had a disagreement and killed someone. Although you are loyal to protect the Lord, I still think it's wrong for you to do this!"

"If I were in the outside world, I would definitely not be a match for you, a great master of martial arts in the Feathered Realm. But this place is special. If I use the flying sword, I can definitely kill you!"

"The assassin just now was just a martial arts master in the martial arts realm, and he was unprepared, so he was killed by your sword!"

"I'm two realms higher than him, and I've also crossed the martial arts chasm of the God Refining Realm. Little girl, even if you rely on the sharpness of your flying sword, you can't even think of defeating me!"

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed with brilliance, his blood surged around his body, and a terrifying murderous intent filled the air as he stared at the girl in black opposite him.

The young man in brocade clothes saw this scene and felt something was wrong. He stepped forward and stood in front of the old man. He took out the jade seal and said sincerely.

"Girl, calm down. I am willing to use this as compensation. Please stop!"

Ning Yao glanced at the jade seal in the hands of the young man in brocade clothes with disdain, shook his head and said sarcastically.

"This jade seal is a treasure in your eyes, but it is like grass in my eyes. You should put it away. A gentleman does not take away what others like!"

After that, Ning Yao turned around and left. He was satisfied with the young man's attitude. He no longer pursued the old man's offense and chose to keep things quiet. (End of this chapter)