Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The rain was still falling normally, and the thunder roared and lit up from time to time, but the weather was naturally like a calm body of water, and ripples started to appear from Yi Shuyuan at this moment.

When the Confucian scholar appeared on the boat, there was a feeling as if everything had changed and everything was involved.

When Yi Shuyuan walked ashore, everything seemed to be back to normal, or there was no change at all, but everyone was looking at him.

Even Zheng Yiming understood that the person who appeared in front of him was definitely no ordinary mortal. What surprised him even more was that even in the rain, he could see clearly who the other person was with the help of lightning.

"gentlemen."

The pupils of the sword immortal's eyes were dilated, and he stared at the Confucian scholar who was still looking up at the old city wall. He couldn't tell whether he was an immortal, a demon, a demon, or a monster, but he felt that he should be a person in the immortal way.

At this moment, the sword cultivator's heart was shaken, perhaps because Yi Shuyuan's words when he appeared were unable to describe the feeling in his heart.

Zheng Yiming was also stunned for a moment, and then immediately ran to Yu Xinmei to support her. While checking the latter's injury, he did not dare to disturb her, and only dared to ask in a low voice.

The raindrops falling around him instantly atomized, and between the twists of the two swords, the rain and mist illuminated by the sword light was also pulled to the twisting directions on both sides by invisible forces, forming a brief tai chi with the dim night.

After a pause, Yi Shuyuan glanced at Yu Xinmei and Zheng Yiming. Although these two people were not what they originally thought, they could still use his words, or it could be said that the aspirations in Yu Xinmei and Zheng Yiming's hearts were also in line with the meaning of this statement. .

But Yi Shuyuan only held one of the sword lights with three fingers in one hand, slid the three fingers along the blade to the hilt and flicked it lightly.

At this moment, the sword intention bloomed with the sword light.

"Qiang~~~"

Yi Shuyuan didn't even draw his sword at all, but the difference between the realms of swordsmanship was far greater than the difference between immortals and mortals!

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan did not look at the sword cultivator standing there blankly, but looked down at the woman on the ground who was nailed by the flying sword.

The two swords were broken into dozens of pieces in front of Yi Shuyuan's right hand. The whole process was as if he fiddled with the blade and flicked it slightly. The sword immortal was shaken back during the birth and death of Tai Chi, and the flying sword was also shattered.

"Meow~~~"

"Old monk, you think I am one of you. I like to bully the weak. You are annoying me with your chanting. I will not go to you anymore. Just cultivate your Buddhahood!"

Zheng Yiming, who was pulled by the old monk over there, was the first to react and shouted at Yi Shuyuan, while the old monk beside him just stared in that direction blankly, thinking repeatedly in his mind about the "empty theory tree" "Go to Zen".

When Yi Shuyuan walked towards Yu Xinmei, a sword intent ten steps away was getting stronger and stronger, but he seemed not to feel it.

"That's not necessarily true, but Dagui is definitely at the end of his strength. Zheng Yiming is the one who can seize the momentum. Who knows who will aspire to be the leader of the country in the future."

"Zheng——"

"You don't have to practice the Tao, you don't have to recite the sutras, but don't be filthy. God will definitely be happy to see people reunited! The beauty of the so-called mortal world is nothing better than this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cat on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder had shrunk, its coat color had also changed, and then it turned into a gray and white mink.

At the same moment, a strong elastic force shocked the sword cultivator, and there was a "boom" in his heart. The sword cultivator's whole body felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he staggered back more than ten steps.

The sword in Wu Sunheng's hand came out, and at the same time there was sword light approaching from the direction of the sword cultivator. However, Yi Shuyuan could also feel that the sword had a powerful sword energy in it. It was not with murderous intent, but seemed more like it wanted to kill people. Forced to retreat.

The long sword was drawn out, and Yu Xinmei's own magic power protected her body, and she had the strength to struggle to sit up.

This stroke was like pulling a string or plucking a lever. The sharp sword light actually twisted at Yi Shuyuan's fingertips, and then another sword light controlled by the sword cultivator collided with each other.

Wu Sunheng shouted several times, but in the blink of an eye the sword cultivator disappeared.

"My Buddha is merciful. I haven't cultivated enough, so I went back to Gaochang Temple. If I have any grudge against my benefactor Zheng, I can come to Gaochang Temple to take my life."

It's just that Yi Shuyuan didn't even dodge. This swordsman's swordsmanship was quick and good at evading changes, which was considered a witch in front of him.

In fact, not long after Yi Shuyuan appeared, everyone had a premonition in their hearts, even sword cultivators. However, they may not want to admit it, and the Confucian scholar who got off the boat by the river must also be practicing. The master is probably a person from the Immortal Way.

"咣啷啷"

Hui Mian licked his paws with his tongue and washed his face with his paws, then looked at a few people. Everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment. For a while, many of them looked at Yu Xinmei and Mao'er. Shouldn't these two be the same monster? ?

"Sword wielder, look who I am!"

Hearing this, Yi Shuyuan finally couldn't help but laugh.

When the sword cultivator retreated, the Tai Chi balance was shattered in an instant, and two flying swords were also shattered at the same time.

"Flowers are no longer red for a hundred days, people are no longer young, the country has its ups and downs, and the dynasty's energy will eventually be exhausted. You have triggered the change of the dynasty's energy for the savior, which can be regarded as fearless by those who don't know, but this Dagui's energy can be regarded as gone. It’s the end of the road.”

"Uh-huh."

Yu Xinmei's body trembled, and the pain finally went away.

Then Jing Shu walked away in the wind and never looked back.

Disrupting the ways of the human world can be regarded as violating the laws of heaven in terms of heaven.

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan finally glanced at Jianxiu, but the other person's mind was deeply shocked and shocked, and it seemed that his Taoist heart was unstable. Looking at Wusun Heng and Monk Jinguang again, it seemed that he was not much better.

With a collision between the sharp edges, the two sword lights clicked together, neither separating nor canceling each other. The sword cultivator on the other side had already pointed his sword forward, activating all his mana and looking at Yi Shuyuan with sharp eyes.

Old monk Jin Guang let go of Zheng Yiming's hand, and his eyes lost the calmness.

A cat's meow once again touched everyone's minds. Sword Immortal looked up and saw a black and white cat jumping down from the tree by the river and landing on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder.

Yi Shuyuan's murmur appeared in Yu Xinmei's ears.

"Monk, the principle of the natural way of heaven and the life and death of all things is actually very simple. All things originate from the heart. It is just a matter of meditation under the tree."

"Sir - you have superb medical skills. Look at Miss Yu and save her -"

The light of the bright moon and stars falls on the land at night.

"Master, Master——"

Seeing Yi Shuyuan not avoiding, even the sword cultivator was shocked. But at this moment, Yi Shuyuan raised his hand, and when the sword light hit, he clasped it on the side of the sword blade and flicked it lightly.

Yi Shuyuan flicked his sleeve, and the long sword fragments turned into streaks of sword light flying into the sky, like meteors flashing up against the sky, shattering the entire sky.

At this moment, the sword broke through the void, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared after the rain!

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"If the demon we are trying to conquer is the righteous way, then what are I and others like?"

"Fellow Taoist, don't move!"

"Hehehehehehehe. Ho."

Wu Sunheng was holding a sword, and the tip of the sword was still stained with Yu Xinmei's blood that even a ray of rain could not wash away. When Yi Shuyuan approached, he took a step back at a loss.

"Sir, do you mean Mr. Zheng can succeed?"

Jian Xiu's voice came, and Yi Shuyuan just glanced at him and walked to Yu Xinmei's side.

A sad smile appeared on the sword cultivator's face. It turned out that he had just tried to compete with the Immortal Lord in swordsmanship. It turned out that what the succubus said was true. No wonder he had the elixir energy to attract the stars.

I didn't expect to meet an expert at the pinnacle of immortality under such circumstances.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the old monk and could only say that the development of things often did not depend on human will. He originally thought he could see a story similar to "The Legend of White Snake", but the current situation is not a dramatic one. .

"when--"

The two flying swords suddenly twisted like bows, one to the left and the other to the right.

"Buzz——"

Jian Xiu's body trembled slightly, a bit unbelievable and a bit like it was like this.

"Ling Diao Dharma Immortal, Immortal Lord Protector. Are you Yi Xianzun?"

"This is what the teacher said, you are blind. I am not the same demon cultivator as that little Yu'er. It's just that, seeing how aggressive you are, I don't bother to explain, so I just take it as helping that little Yu'er! "

What is the wonderful thing about the world of mortals? All living beings must yearn for beauty, family reunions, lovers finally get married, the country and the people are safe, rich and healthy, all this is the meaning. It may be difficult to achieve, or deviate from, or disappointed, and it is difficult to understand because of the confusion, but this meaning is for all living beings. The purest longing can also be God's will.

Even Wu Sunheng and the old monk were shocked and kept retreating.

The confrontation seemed to be just a brief moment, and the only ones who remained motionless during the whole process were Yi Shuyuan and Yu Xinmei, who seemed to be protected by him.

Yi Shuyuan looked at everyone, and he could see the changes in expressions such as astonishment, wariness, curiosity, expectation, confusion, etc., and he also walked towards where Yu Xinmei was.

"Bang~~~"

Amid the lonely laughter, sword master Jing Shu bowed his head to Yi Shuyuan. After seeing Yi Shuyuan nod, Jing Shu pointed his sword at Wusun Heng, and the remaining sword flew to Wusun. At Heng’s feet.

And this sentence was spoken by Yi Shuyuan to Fa Hai from the seemingly cowardly Xu Xian when he was watching the old TV series in his last life, and he has never forgotten it since then.

"This girl here is a righteous demon cultivator, not evil. Please disperse!"

"It's you! You are not a mortal! This cat demon has something to do with you, right? Do you know her sins?"

Yu Xinmei looked at Yi Shuyuan standing there, with tears still in the corners of her eyes. Of course there was hope in her eyes, but at the same time there was also strong shock. Is this the owner of that bookstall?

Yi Shuyuan stroked his beard with his left hand and shook his head with a smile. Then he waved the cuff of his right hand gently, and the sword inserted in Yu Xinmei's chest slowly withdrew.

The old monk bowed to the Buddha, then turned and left. However, he had only taken a few steps when Yu Xinmei spoke immediately.

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After Mao'er said this, a pair of amber eyes with vertical pupils had a special look, looking at the sword fairy over there.

The old monk paused for a moment, then continued to leave.

"Good."