The Lord who use immortals as food

As the day approaches, the swordsman who will play swords with the world under the watchful eyes of the public has indeed leaked a lot of information.

For most people, it is really a very new name, and he can be regarded as a newcomer in the sword world. He has very few achievements and no background to talk about. Maybe some news about him in Xichi and Yangjiadu can be found, that he fought with the water gang as a yamen swordsman, but there is nothing else.

We don’t know what he looks like, nor do we know his master, let alone why Ertianlun chose him.

But his opponent, the fourth prince, has always been bright and clear.

This simple prince is not just a vain reputation. Pei Ye, who has just come to Shenjing, has never heard of his name because the only way for the county boy to understand the world is a few outdated crane and duck books. In the real world, people have long been accustomed to Shenjing having such a mythical prince.

Tianliyuan and the royal family never hid him, and of course he did not enter the martial arts world. He first appeared at the age of fifteen, when he entered the Sixth Life and just stepped into the threshold of "Yi". For fourteen years, he studied and learned the principles, practiced the way of being a king, and never had any training in fighting.

That year, he participated in the Feather Scale Test, but it was not the Futai, but the Hetai. He only fought one game, trying to defeat a Xuanmen black-clothed man with "Yi", and did not seem too strenuous.

The next year, the Shenjing Chess Association, all chess players from all over the world came here, and there were many masters of chess. This prince had never learned Go, and only began to understand the rules when he played on the first stage, and then won the championship in three days and nineteen games. It seemed no more difficult than eating and drinking.

During this period, Tianliyuan seemed to let this prince try to contact this world, and whether it was astronomical calculations, military tactics, or formations, weapons, and spiritual arts, he showed amazing qualifications, especially in the way of calculations and chess, he was almost born knowing it.

Later, during the grand sacrifice, the man was able to ask the Qilin for an edict before ascending the throne. Under the hand of the saint, this prince wrote the Qilin edict in his own handwriting. People say that those who can understand the will of heaven are just like this.

This prince is not in the martial arts world, but almost the entire martial arts world knows that there is such a "Son of Haotian" in Shenjing. The last rumor was three years ago, when the young sword master of Yunlang Mountain asked for swords in Shenjing and talked with this prince for a day in Tianliyuan.

The fourth prince did not practice swordsmanship, and the young sword master did not play swords with him. When the two said goodbye, they played a serious hand-to-hand game, and in the end, the young sword master still surrendered.

Now three years have passed, and the fourth prince has only advanced one realm in cultivation, but he has completed the "Book of Changes" and has become the closest and most solid bridge connecting the Tang Dynasty and Haotian. It will take some time for him to be appointed as an heir, but in people's hearts, he is already the next emperor of Tang, the real agent of heaven's will.

Now he stands on the Winter Sword Platform.

Yes, one of the ten-day sword bets slowly stepped onto the sword platform today. The snow was falling, and he was still wearing plain clothes and straw sandals, with nothing in his hands.

The ranking of the Winter Sword Competition has just been determined. It is not like a competition arena with a clear schedule and two poles of victory and defeat. Surrounded by pavilions and flowing water, swordsmen with different backgrounds and cultivation levels play against each other like a competition. The most outstanding ones will naturally emerge, and as expected, they are almost all sword students from the Sword Academy.

Yang Zhenbing, Zuoqiu Longhua, Han Xiuben, Ning Shuhong, Jiang Yiner... These names standing at the top of the younger generation are now all on real people.

[Sword Demon] is indeed like a piece of ice, the person is cold and the sword is also cold. He is dressed in black and carries six swords, which is the most orthodox style of the White Deer Palace. Just now, he lost one and then won 29 in a row. Almost every swordsman who has performed well has passed under his sword, and they are all impressed by the ghostly sword light.

When people watched this young man easily defeat his opponents, their eyes could not help but turn to the figure in plain clothes and straw sandals.

The Feiqiong jade girl of Tianshan, with a slender and tall figure, looked graceful even when carrying a broad and thick ancient sword. Tianshan was far to the west of the Tang Dynasty, and the sword of "Gaofeng Tianluo" had not appeared in Shenjing for a long time.

Although the Southern School of Yijian was also far away, it was very active in the martial arts world. Han Xiuben was active in Shenjing these days, and many people had recognized this powerful true disciple. He toasted with them at the banquet, and he easily won nine games in a row with a sword on the sword stage.

Ning Shuhong was not as fierce as the legend said, but unexpectedly smiling and polite. Her sword was the most straightforward, and she was the most cheerful and unrestrained. Many people fell for this cold red dress in one day.

The most amazing one is the first appearance of Shenxiao Zhenchuan. She is very young and has not traveled much, but people who pay attention to Hefu Book are not unfamiliar with this name. She is still in a relatively low position, but there is always an additional mention in each issue because her climbing speed is too fast. In this way, swordsmen who are like sailing with the current on the Fu List are often always one of the top 30 in the end.

In the Fu List updated in September, she jumped from 667 to 545, and in the Fu List updated in December, she suddenly jumped to 126. Now she has made a move after coming to Shenjing, but most people can't get any news.

[Little White Dragon] Jiang Yin'er, this legendary Taoist girl appeared in Shenjing for the first time. People now understand why she has this nickname. It is really like being born in the mountains and spiritual waters, with horns carved into corals and scales bathed in sweet wine, so that she can have such a clean and upright body and mind.

She is the sword with the most Taoist charm and the most spiritual energy today. Her battle record is not very good. She has only fought five games, lost two and won three. However, the ones she lost to were Zhang Chao and Ning Shuhong, and the ones she won were Han Xiuben, Zuo Qiu, and Yang Zhenbing.

There are many other swordsmen with their own unique talents and extraordinary grace. The Shenjing Sword Gathering has always been a grand gathering for the young generation. Many familiar names appeared here today.

But now it is Jiang Yin'er who stands in front of the Fourth Prince.

When the sword gathering was about to end, this young crane-like girl stood in the middle of the stage with a sword across her body, clasped her fists and said seriously to the east of the stage: "Jiang Yin'er, a disciple of Shenxiao, is at the seventh level of life, wearing the sword [Zhaoshen], and I hope to see the Fourth Prince's 'Tianlin Yi'."

The audience was quiet for a while. Indeed, many people had seen the plain clothes. He stood quietly on the East Platform, looking up at the sky and waiting alone, not caring about any cheers, nor casting any gazes.

It seemed that he was separated from this sword gathering, but melted into the wind and snow.

He did not come for the Winter Sword Gathering, but after the sword gathering ended, it would be the bet on the sword power tomorrow, and he just stood here first.

At this time, he looked at the figure clasped his fists in front of him and nodded calmly.

The sword stage was completely silent. No one expected this scene, but no one wanted to see it.

Jiang Yiner made a sword salute and pursed her lips gently. The sword flowed out of the sheath silently. Snowflakes fell on it and slid down in an instant.

The girl had heard about "Tianlin Yi" from Miss Cui.

In the past few days, Brother Shi was thinking about "Sword Form" in the Sword Academy. She often went to watch and help him. Brother Shi would ask her what she wanted to eat on the first day and bring it to her when she came the next day. But she was also a child from the mountains. She had only heard of a few kinds of food in Shenjing. Later, she couldn't tell them. Brother Shi would take the initiative to bring her snacks, saying "Someone gave me a few bites, I tasted good, so I bought some for you." I don't know who always gave Brother Shi snacks.

I haven't seen my brother for nearly ten days. It is said that the scholar he studied with drowned on the day of the grand court meeting. The atmosphere in Shenjing is oppressive and surging. The dispute between the first and second days hangs over this Tianzi City. My brother will be on the sword platform tomorrow as a party in the bet.

Jiang Yiner has always been grateful to this warm brother. He has always taken care of her since she came to Shenjing. She also admires his amazing sword control. Sometimes she can't think of how a mortal body can beat the eyes of Yi and the power of Tianlou, but thinking of the tall back figure who forced He Jue back in seven steps in the illusion tower and directly cut off the Buddha's face on the high platform, she feels that if it is this brother, it seems possible.

But this is what she should do.

The master said that she would learn martial arts and go down the mountain to do justice. She knew about the Huanlou when she arrived in Shenjing a few days ago. When she had no classes in the sword training academy, she would go to Jingzhao Prefecture, or ask about the prime minister from fellow practitioners and passers-by. However, many days have passed, and no evildoer has been punished.

The girl looked up and saw the canopy faintly in the wind and snow. Under it was the old man in purple clothes, sitting on a big chair, still sipping tea peacefully.

The Xie police officer said that those who made the Tang law would not be controlled by the Tang law. She probably understood this sentence, but the silent police officer still collected the evidence night after night, as if he did not think that what he did was useless.

"Let's wait until Pei Ye proves the theory of the two heavens." At dusk, Xie, the constable, leaned against the stone lion, lowered his head to check the testimony just handed over by the constables, and said in a hoarse voice, "When the law of nature changes, the court will change; when the court changes, the prime minister will be replaced, and that's when our government office will make efforts."

After hearing this, Jiang Yin'er thought for a long time and confirmed that the only contribution she could make to this was to stand in front of this prince at this time.

I can't win, but I can see it.

How did Haotian... fight?

Jiang Yin'er lowered her eyes and stroked the sword, and a sword sound rang out in the wind and snow.

"Phoenix Travel", she only learned the first move, and she used this move well enough.

[Spring Water Pours Shadows, Ice Mirror Reflects Gods]

The sword body reflects a completely different world. There is a biting wind and snow on the stage, but the sword is gentle spring water. Contrary to the application in the Fantasy Tower, the girl no longer uses this sword to drain the opponent's sword, but as a preemptive move, to include the opponent in it.

At this moment, everyone unconsciously looked at the ice-like [Illuminating God], and the world of spring instantly enveloped the sword platform... except for that prince.

Jiang Yin'er's heart and lungs were suddenly seized by an inexplicable force. The figure still stood there quietly, without dodging or blocking, and still watched her sword like a spectator.

Jiang Yin'er suddenly thought that the prince's emotional layer was not affected at all, but even if the [Bright Mirror and Ice Mirror] of the Glazed Sword Master met the Sword of Will, it would be broken. The girl had never known that there was such a person who was not chosen by the Sword of Will.

But this was not the time to think about it. Jiang Yin'er covered the blade and put away the sword. Even if the Sword of Will was useless, he at least had his own body. She leaned on the sword and rushed forward, and when she took the first step, the girl suddenly found out with a chill... She could no longer lock the enemy.

Yes, the figure stood there motionless, but there was no him in the sword's field of vision. She didn't know how to use the sword against this figure. She stood stiffly in the wind and snow, and suddenly felt like a fish swimming in fire.

Hostility was coming from all directions, but the girl looked around and saw nothing. She tried to find someone to attack with her sword, but she seemed to be the only one on the stage... Something was clearly making her sword sense sharp, the sword master was being attacked!

But she could not see anything, no weapons, no magic, snow was flying in her field of vision, boots made sounds, the figure in front of her began to blur, and the sword in her hand became heavier and heavier... The girl stood there in a daze, and suddenly realized who her enemy was.

Vast, boundless snow.

The first snowfall in Shenjing in the Xinsi year was as big as a goose feather, and it drifted all day and night. It was certainly enough to drown a girl holding a sword.

With a "ding clang" sound, the sword fell to the ground in the snow. Jiang Yin'er stared blankly, her hands turned red from the cold.

In fact, more than just girls witnessed it.

Everyone in this world felt the heart-stopping enormity at this moment.

What is the movement of heaven and earth? Countless people will never be able to sense it in their lifetime.

Just like a small shrimp living on the island for its whole life, it never imagined that the hard coral next to its nest could be destroyed, until one day, the giant whale underneath him turned over.

Everything he relies on for life, sunlight, air, feng shui... turns out to have a will, which is the powerlessness and panic of people facing the movement of heaven and earth.

The snow was falling quietly, and the figure stood peacefully in it, looking up at the sky.

I am heaven and earth.

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Pei Ye felt indescribably wrapped and suffocated, sleepy and dizzy.

Even though he was already in the realm of mind and spirit, it was still difficult to avoid this omnipresent feeling. But when those words were carved on the purple forest, Pei Ye truly felt that clarity, which came from the imitation of every word.

What’s so difficult about this question?

Just as you are indifferent to those complicated rituals... Do you really have any pursuit of the so-called "truth"?

If you really believe that there is some eternal truth that needs people to follow, then isn't what you respect also "Heaven"?

It's too pretentious. For the sake of the overall situation, can you really sheath your sword? Then you are still serving as Shaoyu Supervisor in Shaolong.

Even if there really is such a worldly truth, would you listen to it?

What if it makes you give up on killing Li Du?

Pei Ye was stunned quietly, and suddenly grinned a little self-deprecatingly.

All the while, of course...I can kill whoever I want.

The young man grasped the true meaning in his heart in an instant, and the bamboo heart slips took effect at the same time, like ribbons surrounding each other, tracing out a definite shape from an elusive, formless thing.

Pei Ye woke up at this moment, with chills all over his body. He realized that he was holding the sword. He opened his eyes suddenly and coughed several times as if he was choking on water. A hand beside him patted him gently. Pei Ye gasped and straightened up. It was a dark starry night, and Xu Chuo was wearing a cloak and looking at him under the candlelight.

"I want... a sword..." Pei Ye said mutely, holding the hilt of the sword, looking ahead blankly, with the little world surrounding him extremely active, "Give me a real sword quickly."