Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

Lin Che was slightly shocked. This monk really came and went without a trace. What did he mean by asking her to clean all the paths in Luohua Valley?

"Senior, how are you?" Lin Che asked.

Qi Yan muttered, "His cultivation should be at the late stage of the Saint Realm, but his Buddhist realm is extremely profound. If I read it correctly, he is at the ninth level of Buddhism!"

"The ninth level of Buddhism!" Lin Che exclaimed.

The Dao Sect is an extremely powerful secret method for top warriors. There are three thousand Dao Sects. If you understand one of them, you can reach the sky!

Except for the legendary tenth level of Taoism, the ninth level is already the pinnacle of the Taoism. The only opponent Lin Che encountered was the Buddhist path practiced by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and it had also reached the terrifying ninth level, and this monk Wuhua was also the one. The ninth level of Buddhism!

"His Buddhist path is no weaker than Ksitigarbha's." Qiyan mused, "It's strange that I haven't heard of such a powerful person back then."

"Oh, forget it. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to be hostile to me." Lin Che sighed, and then he took the broom in his hand and started cleaning the road.

"Boy, you are really hardworking. You want to clean up such a big valley with a broom in your hand. If I were your woman, I would be moved."

"Senior, please don't get disgusting." . .

The Luohua Valley has a radius of ten miles, and there are more than a hundred small roads in it. Lin Che is cleaning it bit by bit with a broom in his hand. He has no time to rest at all, because in three days, he will have a life-and-death duel with Leng Fuyao.

The agreement in the arena was made by himself, and it would be unjustifiable if he broke the contract again. Therefore, even though Lin Che was dragging his exhausted body after the war, he did not dare to take a break and swept from one road to another.

One day later, Lin Che's perseverance finally cleared up half of the fallen flowers on the path, but it was obvious that there were still more paths waiting for him.

Lin Che was not discouraged, nor was he impatient at all. His character had always been so persevering. Even if he didn't know whether there would be any results in doing so, he would persevere to the end as long as he made up his mind.

Just like when he practiced the Scarlet Moon God Advent Technique, he made no progress in ten years, but he never stopped practicing for a day.

The benefits that this cultivation and tempering of character brought to his martial arts path cannot be underestimated.

Another day passed. During this period, Lin Che kept cleaning the fallen leaves in the Fallen Flower Valley. Every path he took was remembered in his heart. He finally came to the end of his expectations.

It wasn't until the third night that he finally cleared all the paths.

Lin Che was relieved. He went all the way back to the place where he first met Monk Wuhua, but the latter was not here.

Moreover, Lin Che discovered in despair that this was the place where she first started cleaning, and now some more petals had fallen from it.

I cleaned it for three days, so during these three days, many paths began to lose flowers and leaves again.

In this way, wouldn't it be impossible for me to clean the Luohua Valley with just a broom?

"Boy, I think he is playing tricks on you." Qiyan said weakly.

Without using any power of cultivation, just relying on the power of one person and a broom, even if he doesn't sleep, it will take three days at the fastest to clean the entire Luo Hua Valley, and three days later, the path that was first cleaned will be covered with petals and fallen leaves. , so this is a task that has never been completed!

Lin Che looked at the paths that were once again covered with flower petals and felt a little at a loss. He didn't know what the flower-free monk wanted to do with him. Could it be that, as Qiyan said, he was just kidding himself?

"Boy, if you ask me, you don't have to worry about him and just leave here. What about Ziwei Xingdou and Yintang? He is neither a Holy Emperor with insight into the sky nor a Spirit Emperor with supreme magic. He can also see through time and space. ." Qi Yan said impatiently.

Watching Lin Che stay up here for three days and three nights to clean up the fallen flowers for him, Qiyan also felt that the other party was a little too much.

"How could a strong man of his level play tricks on me for no reason? There must be something in this that I didn't expect." Lin Che pondered.

He simply stood there with his eyes closed and thought hard, what did the fallen flower monk mean?

An hour passed and Lin Che didn't move. He had no clue.

Two hours passed, and a few flowers and leaves fell on his shoes, but he still did not give up thinking.

Qi Yan secretly sighed in his consciousness, this Lin Che was really patient, steady and calm.

After another half an hour, Lin Che suddenly opened her eyes and murmured.

"He said he was waiting for me under the Bodhi tree, but I scanned the entire Luohua Valley and there was no Bodhi tree here at all." Lin Che frowned.

"Of course not, he is just playing tricks on you." Qiyan said angrily.

Perhaps to Lin Che, Monk Wuhua was regarded as a peerless master, but to him, Qiyan, he was just a junior. In his prime, he could kill him with just one hand, yet he still dared to pretend to be mysterious and make fun of others. ?

Lin Che ignored Qi Yan, but thought hard in her heart. He seemed to have grasped a glimmer of understanding, but it slipped away in an instant.

"The fallen flowers here cannot be swept away, but he asked himself to sweep them away; there is no bodhi tree here at all, but he said he would wait for me under the bodhi tree." Lin Che murmured.

Suddenly, Lin Che seemed to have thought of something.

He looked at his hands, and there was no trace of sword energy at this time, because he had not dared to use any spiritual energy in the past three days, and he had been concentrating on cleaning up the fallen flowers. All the spiritual energy and sword energy on his body were completely absorbed by him. The land was taken back.

If it was just spiritual power and sword energy, he could have completely retracted it at the level of sword flying with the heart, but he couldn't get rid of the shadow of the sword in his heart. Because he was a crazy cultivator on weekdays, and there was no day when he didn't practice sword.

But in the past three days, he even put down the sword in his heart, because in these three days he just wanted to clean up the fallen flowers.

This feeling is extremely mysterious, because Lin Che has never put down the sword in his heart for more than ten years, and he has always been diligent and diligent in practicing sword every day regardless of wind and rain. Now that the shadow of the sword is suddenly gone in his heart, he has a different understanding of the sword.

Water benefits all things without fighting, and the sword cuts all things without profit. All the ways of heaven and earth are constantly transforming between the two extremes of yin and yang.

So when water is full, it overflows, and when the moon is full, it wanes. When it is prosperous, it will decline. When it is divided for a long time, it will reunite. This is the way of yin and yang, and it is also the law of all things.

Transform the invisible into the visible, with a sword, it seems like there is no sword. The elephant is invisible, the great sound is silent, and the sword is without a sword!

There is no sword in the hand, no sword in the momentum, and no sword in the heart!

"So that's how it is, hahaha." Lin Che suddenly laughed, and the Yin-Yang Against Heaven Power in his body also broke through to a new realm at this moment.

"Senior, I have completed your mission, please show up." Lin Che said loudly.

A ray of Buddha light suddenly appeared, and Wuhua looked at Lin Che with a smile.

"There are ten miles of fallen flowers in the Fallen Flower Valley. Have you cleaned it up?"

"Clean." Lin Che replied.

"Oh? Then why do I see fallen flowers everywhere?"

Lin Che asked calmly, "Is there a Bodhi tree in the Fallen Flower Valley?"

Wuhua looked at him deeply, "Do you think there is?"

Lin Che smiled calmly, "There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing originally, so where can there be dust?"

Wuhua's eyes showed a touch of surprise, "Your literary talent is admired by me."

After that, he took out a white jade pendant and handed it to Lin Che.

The latter took the jade pendant, which was warm and cool in the hand, and an exquisite "star" was engraved on it.

Lin Che was slightly puzzled, but just as she was about to speak, Wuhua turned into Buddha light again and disappeared before her eyes...