The Wheel-Turning Master

Nascent Soul fighting skills are no small matter.

Moreover, both sides have their own backgrounds. One is Kong Shu, who is powerful in all directions and has transformed into a god; the other is Chen Tianren, who has an outstanding reputation but has been locked in the sword for a long time.

One is near perfection and has rich experience in fighting; the other has just entered the middle stage and has never fought against someone of the same level.

Not only the lower-level disciples were looking forward to this battle, but even the Nascent Souls couldn't bear to miss it.

A white cloud hangs on the top of Songhe Mountain. All the Nascent Souls gathered in the main hall, including Jiang Xingchi and Yang Yangxin from Qiaoshan, as well as Meng Shanhe, an old man from Zhouhuishan, Zhu City Master from Tianhuo City, Zheng Yehe from Jiuyin Mountain, and Guzang from the Guyang Sect. Pine, Jiuzhe Mountain Du Jueming.

Jing Si retreated into the hall, leaned over and reported, "Senior, the arrangements have been completed, please check."

"I can rest assured that you are doing the work." Jiang Xingchi stroked his beard with satisfaction, "We will start the formation after noon."

Jing Si retreated and gave the order to retreat.

The white clouds in the sky split into two and then into four. Then the Lord Zhu of Tianhuo City, Zheng Yehe of Jiuyin Mountain, Gu Zangsong of Guyang Sect and three other people stood up, fell into the white clouds, and spread their ladles in all directions.

Soon, a green light came with clear water.

The fox was dragging his family with him, and Huang Ruhua was holding him, leading Xiuxiu to talk to Jiang Xingchi.

Gu Qingshui did not interfere, but called Gu Yao and Zhu Jianyang and asked, "Where is Lin Zhuanlun?"

"..." Gu Yao asked Lin Zhuanlun when her ancestor arrived. She was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhu Jianyang.

Zhu Jianyang was mature, his expression unchanged, and he leaned over and replied: "He is outside the mountain. He said that he and Pei Ning would go to watch the battle nearby, right over there." As he spoke, Zhu Jianyang pointed to another place.

"He is bold, let him be more careful." Gu Qingshui said.

"Yes." Zhu Jianyang took the order and turned to find the person who sent the message.

"Didn't you say that it was a rumor? Did Brother Bie Zhuan Lun really do it?" Zhu Jianyang muttered in his heart, wiped the sweat from his forehead, found Miaomiao, and told him: "Go to your master, just say ancestor If anything, tell him to be careful."

"Ancestor, I really love my master!" Miaomiao straightened her back and patted her chest vigorously. Seeing Zhu Jianyang's unkind expression, she quickly smiled and said, "Put it on me!"

Zhu Jianyang frowned and slapped Miaomiao on the head, saying: "Be more careful and learn from Jiang Yu!"

Miaomiao responded lazily and headed west with Jiang Yu.

After walking for ten miles, I saw a low mountain with a dilapidated attic that had its roof lifted off. There were two men and two women sitting across from each other on the attic. They were clearly Mr. and Mrs. Mo Yingcheng and his master and his wife.

Miaomiao and Jiang Yu stepped forward to salute and then obediently passed on the message.

Lin Bai shook his feather fan and guessed that Aunt Gu ordered someone to deliver the message. She probably had other arrangements afterwards and needed her own efforts.

"I already know." Lin Bai was worried about the two apprentices, so he asked Miaomiao and Jiang Yu to go back to Songhe Mountain.

After waiting for a long time, I saw light appearing in the area of ​​Songhe Mountain at noon, and the protective formation was activated.

Lin Bai and others were outside the protective formation, and they looked in the distance towards Wanshou Mountain.

Sure enough, the same is true for Longevity Mountain, but it is not the previous frozen formation.

Both sides set up a large formation because they were worried that the Nascent Soul fight would accidentally injure the lower-level disciples.

At this moment, between Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain, the wind and smoke are clear, and the Tianshan Mountains have the same color, giving a sense of vastness.

The cranes roared from the sky, and there were bursts of sad sounds.

After another two hours, a white cloud in the distance was blown between two mountains by the wind.

Then a gray shadow fell from the white clouds, and then the white clouds receded far away.

Chen Zhiyuan is standing in the air, wearing light gray linen clothes, a bun with pine branches, and his waist is slightly stooped. With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked like an invincible man, but rather curious, as if he was seeing his in-laws for the first time.

Soon, a black shadow slowly came from the direction of Wanshou Mountain.

Kong Shu was wearing a black robe with white hair. The left sleeve was painted with stars and the right sleeve was decorated with colorful clouds and auspicious patterns, which were obviously decorations on the sect's robes.

The two of them were more than a hundred feet apart, but neither of them made a sound. The tens of thousands of disciples in Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain were also silent, with only the sound of wind hunting.

"Is the person here Chen Zhiyuan?" Kong Shu had a fleshless face and white hair tied into a bun. He was extremely old and his eyes were cloudy. He looked at several colorful clouds in the sky, and then stared at Chen Zhiyuan.

"Dao Yin Zong Chen Zhiyuan is polite." Chen Zhiyuan bowed his hands and bowed from a distance.

Kong Shu said nothing and looked at the other person quietly. After a long time, he leaned down and returned the greeting.

He has never been like this to his peers since he came to the East China Sea, and he clearly takes it very seriously.

"Kong Shu, the last disciple of Tianwen Sect's Shouting Pavilion." Kong Shu's voice was like a trickle squeezed out of a dry river bed.

"I've heard the name of heavenly beings for a long time, and now I'm lucky enough to see them, which brings me comfort for the rest of my life." Kong Shu said.

"The poor people in the mountains dare not live there as humans." Chen Zhiyuan cupped his hand again.

Kong Shu looked at the other party coldly and asked: "Since you are a sword cultivator, what kind of sword do you practice?"

Chen Zhiyuan turned over his hand and took out a rusty long sword and said: "I was enlightened with a wooden sword. After I entered the Tao, I couldn't cultivate the sword, so I abandoned it. After decades of being confused and stuck in the mud, I got an ordinary sword to protect myself. "

He held the sword in both hands and raised it slightly.

Kong Shu's eyes turned bright, and after a quick glance, he realized that it was indeed an ordinary object. A smile appeared on his skinny face, and he said: "You need elixirs and herbs to break through the mirror, and you need magical weapons to help you fight in battle. Foreign objects The merit is also."

He took out a round disk, which looked like stone or wood, and held it in the palm of his hand. "This Tianshu disk was made by our ancestors and was sacrificed by me. When I was in the Northern Wilderness, I carried this thing all over the place. It was considered thin at the same level." Reputation."

Kong Shu looked at Chen Zhiyuan and said: "My fellow Taoist should return to his original nature, cultivate his own way, and not resist the enemy with external things. I am not as good as me."

"Brother Taoist, that's ridiculous." Chen Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"I'll ask Chen Tianren for some advice today!" Kong Shu held Tianshu in his hands and moved forward.

Chen Zhiyuan sheathed his sword in front of his chest with a solemn expression.

"The divine power is as powerful as prison!" Kong Shu pointed towards Tianshu and saw a huge mirage appearing in front of him.

The mirage covers one side and has a majestic and majestic air that is inviolable.

Kong Shu stepped into the mirage and disappeared into it.

Chen Zhiyuan did not hesitate, he immediately entered the mirage with his sword and disappeared inside.

The urgent sword sound passed by, and the vast mirage immediately dissipated like dust, revealing the two figures, but the Kong Shu Jing was already close to Chen Zhiyuan.

I saw Kong Shu's withered figure, in a black robe, holding Tian Shu forward with one hand, and slapping it out with the other hand, arousing the true meaning of the avenue, majestic and imprisoning.

Chen Zhiyuan's sword did not leave his hand, he only pointed it out from time to time, with the most refined, true and pure meaning, but he retreated again and again under Kong Shu's offensive.

The true meaning of the avenue is surging, but it seems that neither one can do anything between the two, but it is not very intense.

The fox's eyes were the most vicious. At this moment, she stood on Huang Ruhua's head, stretching her neck and staring blankly. She did not forget to comment, "Kong Shu borrowed the power of a strange treasure to imprison a person with every palm he made, and the meaning of imprisoning was The stronger you are. But Xiao Chen is as natural as he is, and his sword is not sluggish. Although he cannot break the opponent's restraint, he can defend himself. The two of you have eliminated the essence, so you two should learn from it. "

"Chen Zhiyuan is a swordsman, but he attacks less and defends more. He is forced to retreat step by step. It seems that the name of a heavenly being is not true." Du Jueming said with a smile.

"That's true." The fox glanced at Du Jueming and said with a smile: "It's a pity that he is short and has short legs, otherwise he would have escaped back by now!"

Du Jueming lost his smile and glared at the fox sideways.

The fox sneered, wagging his tail, and was about to taunt a few more words when he suddenly saw something change on the field.

I saw Kong Shu stopped his offensive and shouted loudly, "If you only have this method, I'm afraid you will fall into disgrace!"

Chen Zhiyuan stopped retreating, saluted, and immediately walked away with the sword. There was no fancy means. The rusty sword in gray clothes formed a shadow, and with the true and pure intention, he headed towards Kong Shu with unrivaled momentum.

Compared with just now, Chen Zhiyuan no longer spared any effort to test. His sword was pure and brilliant, causing the heaven and earth to change color. It had an incomparable power, as if nothing could change his will, and no thoughts or thoughts could move his heart.

Suddenly, everyone in Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain was moved, and the sword cultivators even looked forward to take a closer look.

This sword was so powerful that even the clouds in the sky came a little closer to take a look.

"Tie Huasheng said before he died that although he and Chen Tianren had similar fates, they themselves were the light of fireflies. Now it seems that who is not the light of fireflies in front of Chen Tianren?" Gao Yuanyuan sighed.

"The light of fireflies can shine in all directions. Tie Huasheng just went astray." Li Xuanji glanced at the white clouds in the sky.

"Erasing the patina, washing away the lead, there is still a bit of innocence." Huang Ruhua recalled Tie Huasheng's last words in a trance. Now seeing Chen Tianren's power, she couldn't help but blush, and she wiped away her tears with tears. Said: "Master is a sword of copper rust, and Chen Tianren is a sword of iron rust. Master can only close his eyes and wait for death when facing the golden elixir, but Chen Tianren can jump over the steps and kill him. Why is there such a difference? Wuwuwu, master's lifelong wish, One is to advance to the golden elixir, and the other is to watch Chen Tianren's Sword, but unfortunately there is neither..."

The fox stepped on Huang Ruhua's head with both feet and kept looking at it. After listening to the words of his good apprentice, he did not forget to stamp his feet and said angrily: "Your master has many spiritual apertures and established the foundation early. Please ask for help." The heart is also strong, but it’s a pity that it went astray, thinking that the rust of the sword is actually in the sword, but in the heart! Haha, the stupid master raised you as a stupid disciple, crying all day long, and being shamed into Zhou Huishan!”

Huang Ruhua is a temperamental person. When she saw the fox taunting her, she cried: "You say I'm stupid? Then I've recognized you as my master for a long time, why haven't I become smarter?"

The fox was stunned for a moment, unable to find the right words to retort despite his usual bad mouth.

Xiuxiu never participated in the quarrel between master and disciple, and only put her arms around Huang Ruhua's waist.

Over there, Chen Zhiyuan's sword became stronger and stronger, and Kong Shu retreated continuously, using Tianshu to send out several restraints.

However, Chen Zhiyuan regarded the confinement as if it were nothing, and its power was not reduced by half.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Kong Shu saw that the other party was getting closer and closer, his black robe suddenly swelled, blood appeared on his face, blood surged to the sky, and the Tianshu disk in his hand kept trembling.

"Burn the rhinoceros candle and illuminate it, destroying the sky and the earth." Immediately, he shot out a palm, its power was brilliant, arousing the true meaning of heaven and earth, vaguely like the presence of a god in person.

Kong Shu used his special skill of pressing the bottom of the box, and heard a roar. Chen Zhiyuan, who had just returned the attack with his sword, was unexpectedly no match for him. He was knocked out of the mortal world and fell to the ground.

The strong wind blew away the dust, and Chen Zhiyuan was seen standing in a deep pit, with his back slightly hunched, holding a sword in his hand, breathing heavily, and looking up at the sky.

His linen clothes were torn and his face was dirty, but the sword in his hand was not rusty and reflected as clean as new.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of the name of a heavenly being!" Kong Shu hung high in the air, looked down, frowned and said warily: "You are destined to stain the rusty iron sword, but you have reached the true and pure meaning. At this time, it seems that it is by no means the case. It’s true and pure! You don’t just practice one sword, you practice another method!”

"Brother Taoist has a sharp eye!" Chen Zhiyuan lifted the sword, lightly brushed the blade with one hand, and suddenly laughed, "Thank you, Brother Tao, for cleaning my sword!"

Chen Zhiyuan's slightly hunched back finally stood up straight. He was no longer as ordinary as before. He actually had the aura of a master. Although he was standing on the ground, he still had the aura of soaring to the sky and looked down upon everything.

Kong Shu looked back at Wanshou Mountain, sighed, and said: "The rusty sword is divided into exterior and interior. The exterior sword is already so powerful, I would like to hear the interior sword!"

"Brother Dao, please give me some advice!"

Chen Zhiyuan took a step forward, then rose into the sky, and then moved forward with his sword, not very fast, not to mention with any power.

Kong Shu was pointed at by the sword tip, and suddenly felt dazed, with all kinds of thoughts surging in his heart, as if he was covered by the sword from the inside out, from his body to his soul, and even the beginning and end of everything he did, and he could no longer escape.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law! Wind and thunder receive the order, and all ten directions are destroyed! Get up!" Chen Zhiyuan held the sword forward, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Kong Shu.

Kong Shu saw that he did not show power when he made a move, but it seemed more like returning to nature, blending into the world, and some people were in harmony with the Tao, and even with the world.

Sure enough, I saw that everything in the world seemed to be summoned, and the artifacts left over from the previous battle trembled, and the spiritual energy and the strong wind condensed on the sword. The mountains and rocks were vast, and the trees were tall, but they also separated a broken stone and a green leaf, following the sword.

Kong Shu only felt that the Tianshu disk in his hand trembled slightly, like a wisp of the power of the Tao rule floating towards the other party.

Lin Bai looked up and saw that the remaining destructive sword intent in his body had disappeared.

The fox jumped into Xiuxiu's arms, and a wisp of white clouds in the sky separated.

For a moment, Chen Zhiyuan's sword was as calm as before, but countless visible or invisible things gathered and came, and then there was a momentum to cover the sky and the sun, and nothing could compete with it.

Kong Shu retreated again and again. He had never seen such a situation in the past two thousand years. He felt at a loss, and felt that all his means were no match for him.

The momentum of covering the sky and the sun pressed down, not very fast. Kong Shu kept retreating, but he had retreated to the foot of Wanshou Mountain.

When he saw that he could not retreat and was about to be swallowed by the sword, Kong Shu looked back at Wanshou Mountain, and then stared at Chen Zhiyuan, his eyes bursting with burning light, holding the Tianshu plate in his left hand and holding a piece of ice jade in his right hand. "Light the lamp to continue the day, only death!"

In an instant, a pair of phantom hands stretched out, covering the world, as if the world was in his palm.

The palm moved forward, immediately catching Chen Zhiyuan, and also grasping countless objects following the sword.

The law of heaven and earth reappeared, and the world was silent. Several white clouds in the distance retreated hurriedly, like dogs that had lost their homes.

But in just three breaths, several rays of light came out of the palm of the huge figure, and then more and more, and the shadow of the palm disappeared, as if it was cut off.

I saw a gray-brown light rushing into the sky, and Chen Zhiyuan held a long sword. Then countless broken swords, various useless magic tools, broken stones and flying grass, spiritual energy and wind, rushed to Chen Zhiyuan's body.

"The inheritance of the spirit, the secret method is indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity that the form is not the meaning!" Chen Zhiyuan looked at the tall shadow under him, did not escape and counterattacked, and his body followed the sword down.

All kinds of tools followed, and for a moment it was like a rain of swords. The shadow of the law of heaven and earth was gouged with countless wounds and could no longer maintain. It dissipated with a sigh.

Kong Shu used the secret method, and could no longer fight. Although no sword hit him, he could no longer maintain it. He fell from the sky, and his turbid eyes suddenly became clear, but he just looked at Chen Zhiyuan's sword without any spirit.

"Don't hurt my brother!" A huge white crane and a team of gold and silver double rings flew out of Wanshou Mountain.

Chen Zhiyuan stopped his body, turned his long sword, and pointed the sword at the comer.

The white crane was bleeding, and the double rings were broken, and it fell in front of a tree together with Kong Shu.

When Chen Zhiyuan landed, countless broken swords, even various magic tools, gravel, and dry grass, all fell.

The tree swayed, the green leaves turned yellow, and then withered, just like the broken and lifeless Kong Shu under the tree. (End of this chapter)