Chapter 197: Extreme Love and Extreme Sword

The monks of Jingnian Zen Temple were in a state of panic and their minds were unable to calm down.

They couldn't believe what they saw.

The Immortal Bronze Palace was shattered!

This was more serious than the casualties. The prestige built up over the years plummeted to its lowest point at this moment.

The Bronze Palace has been destroyed, how can the Heshi Bi be preserved?

Lekong glanced at the bronze palace and suddenly made way.

The four great monks and other masters all stopped.

Holy Land of Martial Arts, are you admitting defeat?!

Most people thought so. Unless all the monks from all around rushed forward, they would not be able to stop the three grand masters.

But if that happens, not only will there be countless casualties, but the battle for the Heshi Bi will also turn into a life-and-death battle.

"Excellent, excellent! The Heavenly Master is indeed wiser than this old monk."

Lekong's voice sounded again, and at this moment even Li Jiancheng thought that he had surrendered.

If they continue to fight, it will not be as simple as just destroying the bronze temple.

Zhou Yi flicked his fingertips and the sword returned to its sheath.

His gaze swept across the sky, and he suddenly understood something. Together with the Evil King and the Queen, he looked towards the back of the Immortal Bronze Palace. It was a tall palace where eminent monks chanted Buddhist scriptures.

An imperceptible sound of wind came from the main hall towards the bronze hall.

Everyone's eyes gathered again, looking towards the front of the bronze palace in disbelief.

Suddenly, there was an old man!

This man wore a tall hat and a wide belt, had a tall and straight body, and was as majestic as a mountain. He had an elegant and simple face, five long strands of beard, and wore a brocade robe. He had the air of a detached and elegant hermit.

He feels like an ordinary person and his martial arts skills are not noticeable.

But if you look closely at his demeanor, you can see that the kind of purity and emptiness he possesses is not something that ordinary people can possess; it is truly unfathomable.

At this moment, the old man looked at the three grandmasters who were attacking the holy land, and then fixed his curious gaze on Zhou Yi.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Master, we finally meet."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Ning has seen me before, but this is the first time I meet Fellow Daoist Ning."

This old man was no other than the number one martial artist in the Central Plains and the number one Taoist, Ning Daoqi.

A martial arts grandmaster who has been famous throughout the world for decades!

Ning Daoqi was not angry at all when he heard Zhou Yi's unfriendly words.

The Queen of Yin chuckled and walked up: "Mr. Ning, are you here to take the Heshi Bi as well?"

The evil king said, "I think he has most likely changed his ways to become a Buddhist and study the Dharma with the monks."

The people around listened attentively, thinking that what these three people said was really unpleasant to the ear.

However, they do have the qualifications.

As both are grandmasters, now that they have joined hands, they are naturally not afraid of the number one martial artist in the Central Plains.

Ning Daoqi's old eyes were slightly innocent, he stroked his beard and laughed out loud:

"My three friends, there's no need to be so resentful. I was just watching from the sidelines and didn't disturb you."

Zhou Yi asked, "Then why did Fellow Daoist Ning show up?"

Ning Daoqi took a step closer to them and pointed at the Immortal Bronze Palace behind him. "Actually, I've promised a few friends that I'll guard this palace until the lecture. If I don't show up, I'm afraid the Heavenly Master will destroy it."

"I have always kept my promises, so I have no choice but to be so shameless as to be here."

His voice was filled with a calming power.

Zhou Yi looked at him carefully.

Ning Daoqi's strength is unquestionable, and he is the kind of person who has no desires and doesn't care about what others say.

When you fight with him, not only will he not have the intention to kill you, but he will be willing to save your face. Even if you lose, you can still do it with dignity, or just end up in a draw. They rarely fight.

This is completely different from Tiandao's actions.

When the Heavenly Sword is drawn, you must find a way to escape and gain fame.

Ning Daoqi has never killed anyone in his life. Looking at his current state, Zhou Yi is even more convinced that Ning Daoqi has comprehended the "Nanhua Jing" to an extremely high level.

Because of Mu Dao Ren's relationship, he himself had also studied Zhuangzi's Human World.

The old man's carefree and unrestrained temperament is so easy to recognize.

Zhou Yi was weighing the pros and cons when Queen Yin and the Evil King looked at him. They had no interest in the Heshi Bi. At this juncture, it was up to Zhou Yi to make the decision.

There is only one way now.

That is, if the three of them suddenly use their powers and rush into the bronze hall together, there might be a chance to take out the Heshi Bi.

Otherwise, once the four great monks join forces with Ning Daoqi, they will be doomed to return empty-handed today.

Under the gaze of many people, Zhou Yi approached Ning Daoqi.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, if I insist on taking the Heshi Bi, how will you respond to my promise?"

Ning Dao was surprised:

"I must fight the Heavenly Master. If you are more skilled than me, I will be free and at ease, without having to worry about these things anymore."

The smile on his face grew even wider, and Zhou Yi even felt that the old man would be very happy if he lost.

but

At this moment, he felt uneasy about the battle with Ning Daoqi.

"Fellow Daoist Ning is trapped in a promise. It seems that this battle is inevitable. I just wonder if you know what is called destiny, and what do you think of it?"

Ning Daoqi nodded and said leisurely:

"No matter where destiny lies, I also hope that the suffering of the people will cease. At this moment, I can only say that fate plays tricks on me. Ning needs to be steadfast and choose to face it in the uncertainty of whether it is right or wrong."

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Ning is a little shaken."

"Even space is shaken and shattered, let alone me."

Ning Daoqi shook his head, thinking deeply, "When I saw that broken place, I felt the true state of freedom. If the Heavenly Master could defeat me, I would be liberated and happy to pursue this freedom beyond the void."

When he said this, there was a strange vibration around his body.

Ning Daoqi's free-hand eight-punch technique combines millions of infinite changes into eight essential principles. The moves are free and unconstrained, like a wild horse running freely in the sky, without any constraints or restrictions.

At that moment, he saw the void shatter.

It is a kind of celestial freedom, a true divine journey through heaven and earth, in line with the essence of the Nanhua Sutra!

Zhou Yi caught a clue from the movement Ning Daoqi displayed when he appeared just now.

I am even more awakened now.

This nearly one hundred-year-old man, the number one in the Central Plains, saw the void shattered, and he underwent a change in his martial arts.

If he takes another step forward, it will be disastrous.

It is really inappropriate to fight with him at this time.

Zhou Yi thought to himself that he had never been defeated in a head-on battle.

What’s more, there are so many Taoist friends looking forward to it.

It would be a waste of time to lose at this moment.

But having said that, how can we be afraid of fighting?

His thoughts raced very fast, and there was a hint of depression in his mind that others could not perceive.

Just then

He heard a soft "click".

The broom that Master Zhenyan had placed on the east side of the bronze hall fell to the ground. Saint Cihang was dressed in green, and her ethereal eyes changed the moment Zhou Yi's gaze flew over.

Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat.

The Evil King and the Queen of Yin have discovered Ning Sanren's strange condition, but what they didn't expect is that

Zhou Yi approached Ning Sanren again without any fear.

The two of them frowned slightly. This behavior was very unlike his character.

As Zhou Yi took his first step, everyone had already foreseen that the dispute over who was the number one in Taoism would be decided today.

"I also want to experience Brother Ning's free-hand eight-punch technique, but..."

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "There's nothing wrong with that, but before that, I need to confirm one thing."

Ning Daoqi gestured for him to continue.

"The news about the Heshi Bi was released by the two sacred places, but I have never seen it. If there is no Heshi Bi here, wouldn't it be a trick played by Chan Zun Luokong?"

"I'm not making malicious speculations. If Zen Zun harbored malicious intent and was deliberately using the Heshi Bi to build momentum with a certain faction, then outsiders would have no idea whether or not this treasure, passed down through the ages, existed."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, Ning Daoqi said sincerely: "Master, you worry too much."

Zhou Yi, however, acted very cautiously:

"I would like to believe in the reputation that the Holy Land has accumulated over the years, but Fellow Daoist Ning is unaware that they have many tactics against me. The Evil King and the Yin Queen came here today just to see the Heshi Bi. However, even such a simple request was rejected."

"Zen Zun would rather fight than let anyone see what's inside the bronze palace."

Shi Zhixuan and Zhu Yuyan looked up into the sky.

Ning Daoqi also looked at Kong: "Zen Zun, why don't you take the Heshi Bi and see it to clear up the misunderstanding."

Being stared at by four grand masters, Lekong could only nod.

Besides, with Ning Sanren here, there is no need to worry that these three people will cheat and steal the Heshi Bi and run away.

At Fan Qinghui's signal, Shi Feixuan walked to the damaged gate of the bronze hall and pushed the door open and walked in along with the other two old nuns on the platform.

In a moment, a copper box was brought out from the magnificent palace.

Every move of Saint Cihang was graceful. She held the holy object in her hands, with the bronze palace behind her, adding to her otherworldly aura.

The two teachers stood behind her, one on the left and one on the right.

"The Heshi Bi is right here."

Everyone saw Shi Feixuan holding the copper box with one hand and taking off the lid on top that looked like an upside-down lotus with the other.

The next moment, a look of surprise and panic suddenly appeared on her calm and elegant face.

Um? !

The two old nuns standing behind her were even more shocked.

The lid was opened and there was nothing inside!

"What's going on?!"

The two old nuns came forward and opened the copper box and the bottom of the lid. They saw bright yellow silk draped inside, but there was no He Shi Bi at all!

There was a sudden noise all around.

The way everyone looked at Kong changed, from awe and respect at the beginning to contempt and anger now.

Is it true as the Heavenly Master said, that all this was actually Liao Kong's conspiracy?!

There is no Heshi Bi in Jingnian Zen Temple at all!

Fan Qinghui rushed into the bronze hall and searched with several monks from the Zen temple, but unfortunately they found nothing.

The Queen of Yin smiled broadly: "I admire you. It is this Sect Master who underestimates Zen Master."

The evil king showed disdain: "So the Pure Mind Zen Temple is a place that pretends to be a ghost and deceives the world to steal its reputation."

Zhou Yi looked at Ning Sanren: "Fellow Daoist Ning, do we want to fight again?"

Ning Sanren turned his gaze to Kong. He noticed that Kong was looking at Zhou Yi, so he also looked at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi turned to Kong and said, "Zen Zun, you are truly disappointing. The Holy Land's actions are like treating all the heroes of the world as fools."

Li Jiancheng in the distance was completely dumbfounded.

The Heshi Bi no longer exists!

He encountered a series of misfortunes and witnessed unimaginable scenes, and was now in a daze.

Could it be that I was also deceived by the Zen Master?

"Shimin, what's going on?"

Changsun Wugou whispered in his ear.

Li Shimin said, "I don't know either, but it must be Brother Zhou's doing. Zen Zun lost, completely. This time, he lost the duel, lost the Heshi Bi, lost the Bronze Palace, and also lost a hundred years of reputation."

"The banner of the Righteous Alliance is likely to fall, and the reputation of the Holy Land of Martial Arts will suffer a major blow. This means that the people of the martial arts world will reverse their long-held impression of them."

Changsun Wugou had heard the discussions around him.

Even the five Changlin generals around Li Jiancheng had the illusion that they were being fooled, not to mention others.

Lekong sighed, and his face, which looked to be in its forties, was instantly filled with sorrow, as if he had aged ten years.

"It is unbelievable that the Heavenly Master has such a trick to change the world. I can only express my admiration."

He chanted a Buddhist name and continued, "This lecture will be changed to a vegetarian banquet. If the Heavenly Master is interested, you can come and enjoy some vegetarian food."

Zhou Yi pointed towards the bronze palace:

"Zen Venerable, why are you so dejected? This palace is made of gold and bronze, and its value far exceeds that of the Heshi Bi. Even though I cut it with my sword, its value has not diminished. I don't know how many years of vegetarian meals I can have in this palace alone."

He turned to Ning Sanren and said:

"Fellow Daoist Ning, when I was in Jiangdu, I met a sixty-year-old man who was still selling soup noodles late at night to make a living. Jiangdu was in chaos at the time, and I suggested he move to Qingliu or Luzhou. He was willing to do so, but considering his small ancestral home, he didn't dare move, and had to struggle to get by."

"The prosperous places of Jiangdu are all like this. There are so many similar places in the world. Compared to them, what is there for Zen Zun to worry about?"

Zhou Yi turned his face towards the sky and continued:

"These five hundred arhats, the golden and bronze palace, the Three Buddhas, the statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva, which one of them is not a fortune that an ordinary person could never earn in a lifetime?"

"Since you have such compassion for humanity, why do you ignore the suffering of the people and trap the imaginary Heshi Bi in a palace of gold and bronze?"

"You act like this, and yet you still have the audacity to talk to me about destiny. Doesn't your Zen Master have any sense of shame?"

His words were so powerful that they deeply moved all the people in the martial arts world.

Ning Sanren restrained the smile on his face and fell into deep thought as he looked at the many colorful sculptures and gold ornaments on the white stone platform.

After hearing this, Master Liaokong trembled all over.

The heart bell he practiced on kept ringing, and his martial arts will fell layer by layer.

Looking into the void at this moment, he regretted not setting out on the journey with his fellow brothers.

Fan Qinghui searched for the Heshi Bi in the Bronze Palace but failed, and wanted to go up to Zhou Yi to ask about it.

She was certain that this matter was related to Zhou Yi, and she really didn't want the two holy places to take the blame.

But

After hearing a string of heart-wrenching and horrifying words, he stopped abruptly.

"The Heavenly Master's eloquence is known to all the world. Now that the Heshi Jade has been lost, wouldn't it be asking for trouble to argue with him?"

Fan Qinghui sighed in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, I still don’t know how the He Shi Bi was lost.

At this moment, Master Daoxin, who had been silent the whole time, stood up. He smiled under his long white eyebrows and said with a humorous and carefree expression:

"Old Baldy, I'm going back to Zen Buddhism now. Come find me for a drink when you're free, Zhou."

He looked at Zhou Yi, then at Shi Feixuan.

After saying that, he turned and left.

The most surprised person was Shi Zhixuan.

The four great holy monks came from the Tiantai Sect, the Sanlun Sect, the Huayan Sect, and the Zen Sect respectively. These four have always been united, whether they were hunting him down in the past or assisting the two holy places this time.

Unexpectedly, a rift occurred between the four great monks.

Master Jiaxiang frowned and said, "Daoxin, you..."

The Fourth Patriarch interrupted him directly: "Don't get excited. I didn't say that you old bald guys did anything wrong, but fate doesn't mean everything. I am willing to believe Zhou kid."

Venerable Emperor Heart and Master Wisdom both looked surprised.

Ever since they learned the truth, they never thought that what they did was wrong. Shouldn't they let the chaotic world move towards prosperity?

If something unexpected happens to Zhou Yi, won’t the world be in chaos again?

Looking at Dao Xin's firm steps, the three of them finally remained silent. They looked at Zhou Yi and fell into deep thought at the same time.

"Zen Master said nothing. It seems he has started practicing silent meditation again. This farce should end soon."

Zhou Yi glanced at Fan Qinghui at the entrance of the bronze hall, and when Ning Daoqi looked at him, he turned around and smiled at him:

"Fellow Daoist Ning, I'm afraid we'll have to wait for some time before we can spar with each other."

Ning Daoqi obviously saw through Zhou Yi's subtle thoughts, but he didn't point them out. He casually said, "It just so happens that I will also be concentrating on the mystery of shattering the void from now on."

The two of them clasped their fists to each other.

Then, in full view of everyone, three figures disappeared from the Wuliang Palace at an extremely fast speed.

There was still a lingering sound in the air:

"Master Liaokong, you should take care of yourself."

Liaokong looked at the source of the sound, and he also felt the unfriendly gazes around him.

Martial artists from all over Kyushu left the temple. It can be imagined that after this battle, the holy land of martial arts will be completely dethroned.

The people in the martial arts world watched the great excitement and hurried out.

They have too much shock suppressed in their hearts.

Those who were not present will probably regret it for the rest of their lives after hearing the news they brought out.

…

"Have you already obtained the Heshi Bi?"

There was a hint of confusion in the Queen's eyes.

Zhou Yi said frankly: "If I had the Heshi Bi, why would I go to the Jingnian Zen Temple again?"

The evil king was not interested in these and went straight to the point: "You should fulfill your promise and tell us where Yang Gong's treasure house is."

"Chang'an, Yuema Bridge."

"Leaping Horse Bridge?"

Zhou Yi explained, "The Yong'an Canal connects to the Wei River north of Chang'an City, supplying half of Chang'an's water supply. This Yuema Bridge spans the Wei River and is the most spectacular stone bridge in Chang'an. Don't you know that?"

"What does it have to do with Yang Gong's treasury?"

Zhou Yi said: "There is a mechanism."

"What mechanism?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "You two need to figure this out on your own."

As he spoke, he took two steps back:

"Please don't look at me like that. I'm almost certain that the Evil Emperor's relic is in Yang Gong's treasury, but I don't know how to get in."

"You want me to crack the mechanism, that's difficult for me. I have no knowledge of that thing."

The Queen of Yin asked suspiciously, "Didn't Lu Miaozi tell you?"

"He's very tight-lipped, how could he tell me?"

Zhou Yi added, "Since you two have helped me, I will never lie to you. The news about Yuema Bridge must be true."

The Evil King and the Yin Queen looked at each other.

I have some trust in Zhou Yi's character.

Shi Zhixuan said: "You come with us to Chang'an."

Zhou Yi did not refuse: "Okay, but Lingnan has an appointment, so you two must accompany me to see Song Que first."

As soon as they heard Song Que, they lost interest.

The Queen of Yin said to Shi Zhixuan, "Your daughter is proficient in mechanical arts. Why not call her over?"

Shi Zhixuan disagreed: "Going through Bashu will take up too much time. Let's go to Chang'an first."

After he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Yi, and immediately changed the subject:

"If we can't discover the secret of Yuema Bridge, it won't be too late to look for Xiao Qingxuan."

Zhou Yi frowned: "What's the point of you looking for Qingxuan? She doesn't know where Yang Gong's treasure house is."

"She doesn't like seeing you in the first place. If you insist on making her feel any worse, don't do it. I'm just telling you the truth."

Shi Zhixuan's face darkened, but he finally suppressed the anger in his heart and did not take action.

The main thing is that there is nothing we can do about this kid right now.

"I hope your words are true."

"Don't worry, my reputation surpasses Kong a hundred times."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "swish" sound.

Zhou Yi looked at the place where they disappeared, thinking in his mind.

No, Qingxuan can’t be left alone in Chengdu. Her bastard father is too unreliable.

Zhou Yi was very fast, and those people on horseback who came out of Jingnian Zen Temple were far behind him.

Most people set out from Luoyang when they left, but scattered in all directions when they returned.

Within the time it takes to stick an incense stick of time, there were no more idle people in the Jingnian Zen Temple.

"Second brother, what are your plans?"

Li Jiancheng's voice no longer had the sharpness it had a few days ago.

Li Shimin said, "I plan to ask Mr. Ning for advice before returning to Guanzhong."

Before Li Jiancheng could reply, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door. He looked up and hurriedly stood up to greet them.

Fan Qinghui and Liaokong came together.

"Zen Master, Master, please come in."

Li Jiancheng greeted them and waited for Fan Qinghui and Liaokong to sit down, then they started chatting about today's situation.

Liaokong basically doesn't speak.

It was mainly Li Jiancheng and Fan Qinghui who spoke.

Li Jiancheng has not given up yet. With the strength of the two holy places, as long as they are willing to help directly, they will be able to pacify the north as quickly as possible.

This may be a test for the Holy Land.

Therefore, when analyzing the situation of the North-South War, he described many plans.

Although he is far inferior to his second brother, he is not incompetent in military decision-making and government affairs.

Fan Qinghui and Liaokong listened very carefully.

After he finished speaking, Fan Qinghui suddenly asked, "Master, what is the most urgent thing you want to do right now?"

Li Jiancheng straightened his back and said: "Unify the world and rest with the people."

She smiled and nodded, looking at Li Shimin: "Where is the second young master?"

Li Shimin turned around and said apologetically, "I wonder when Ning Sanren will come out of seclusion. I want to ask him some questions, such as what is the freedom beyond the void he mentioned?"

Fan Qinghui gave a dry laugh, and Liaokong's fingers, which were fingering the rosary beads, stopped moving stiffly.

"Second Young Master can go look for Sanren now."

"good!"

Erfeng's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand, and Changsun Wugou followed.

Then he said to Li Jiancheng:

"Brother, I'll leave this to you."

Li Jiancheng simply nodded and began to discuss important matters with the two masters of the holy land.

However, he did not notice that a trace of confusion appeared in the depths of Fan Qinghui and Luokong's pupils.

Is this right?

…

The fourth day after the Holy Land War.

In a short period of time, the news in Jingnian Zen Temple spread as fast as if it had wings.

This is definitely the time of year when pigeon activity is at its peak.

Wherever a piece of accurate news about the shattered void spreads, it will ignite the atmosphere of the martial arts world.

Break the void and realize the real existence!

All the participants in this great battle have become legends.

With the martial arts atmosphere already strong, the knowledge of this great battle that shattered the void made many warriors even more obsessed with martial arts.

At the same time, a lot of news that was extremely unfavorable to the martial arts holy land spread.

The Heavenly Master defeated all fourteen top masters of the Holy Land and angrily denounced the Zen Master for being immoral in front of Ning Sanren!

The reputation that the Holy Land had accumulated over the past hundred years was lost in one day.

Their halo dims in the hearts of people in the world.

What replaced it was the pursuit of the truth of martial arts and the endless desire for a wider world!

As autumn deepens, the west wind blows along the banks of the Luo River, and leaves fall.

All I see is the long river like a silk thread, flowing quietly to the east.

On this day, several lines of geese flew across the sky, their cries ringing out across the river.

Zhou Yi left the south of the city and headed west toward the upper reaches of the Luo River.

After walking for nearly twenty miles, we came upon a beach nestled before a maple forest. A fishing boat was just emerging from the reeds.

I saw a figure in green in the distance. He used his lightness skills to step on the reed flowers and came to the riverside.

"Reeds grow thick and green, white dew turns to frost. My beloved is on the other side of the water."

He muttered something casually, and the green figure by the river glanced at him and smiled, then waved and motioned him to sit on the stone slab next to him.

When Zhou Yi approached, she was paying attention to her black hair that was messed up by the west wind.

The graceful face, like a lotus emerging from clear water, is naturally undecorated and still retains its former celestial purity, but because it is sitting by the river, it seems more down-to-earth.

Zhou Yi sat next to her.

Shi Feixuan pursed her thin red lips and looked at him with a hint of undisguised depression in her ethereal eyes, like an ignorant girl who had made a mistake and dared not tell her elders.

After exchanging glances with Zhou Yi, she looked away again.

"Fei Xuan."

Hearing him speak, Shi Feixuan couldn't help but smile and threw a small stone into the water: "Why don't you call me Miss Qin anymore? Didn't you say that life would be as good as the first time we met?"

"That's right. Today is the first time I met the Luoshui Fairy."

A blush spread across her pretty face: "How can you stare at someone like this when you first meet them?"

Zhou Yi said with admiration and sincerity: "I didn't expect Feixuan to be able to do this for me. My affection for you is just like when you were practicing martial arts."

Shi Feixuan nodded, picked up a broken reed flower, and placed it in the Luo River to wave.

"The Heshi Bi is under the water. Brother, please take it away."

Zhou Yi looked into the water and vaguely saw a copper box.

"When did you take it out?"

"After knowing that the Evil King and the Dark Queen were coming, I guessed you would come, so I found an opportunity."

Her voice trailed off.

For a good saint, this act of stealing is really beyond the scope.

Zhou Yi was a little surprised: "How did you do that?"

Shi Feixuan explained softly:

"I can enter and exit the Bronze Palace freely. Furthermore, I'm familiar with the timing of the Heshi Bi's unusual power bursting out. I used the innate true qi cultivated through the sword manual to suppress it slightly, and then brought it out."

"The moon will be full on the day of the lecture, and the Heshi Bi will be waning. When the moon is full and waning, it will explode. If you were to fight in the Zen temple that day, your practice of Xiantian Gongfa would be greatly affected. I was going to tell you, but since you came early, there is no need to say it."

Zhou Yi nodded involuntarily: "Did anyone notice when we took out the Heshi Bi?"

"Well, Master Daoxin should have discovered it, but he didn't say anything."

She added, "My master doesn't know, otherwise she would be very disappointed."

"After Ning Sanren was invited here, you won't have a chance to obtain the Heshi Bi in the short term. Even though we are both martial arts masters, you have only practiced for a short time and are not yet Ning Sanren's opponent. However, if you fight him, he should give you a draw."

"I feel like Sanren is reluctant to stop you, but he has to keep his promise. You didn't fight, and this is the best outcome."

Zhou Yi understood her intentions: "Fei Xuan, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Shi Feixuan smiled and said, "Hurry up and take the Heshi Bi. I want to go back."

Zhou Yi put his hand into the water, pretending to take the Heshi Bi.

But she followed the current and held the reed flowers in the water. With a little force, Shi Feixuan let go and half of the reed slipped out of her hand.

She didn't know what Zhou Yi wanted the reed catkins for.

Suddenly, before she could retract her outstretched hand, Zhou Yi grasped it.

Shi Feixuan had never been so intimate with a man before. When she glanced at Zhou Yi, she found that he was looking at her with a comforting look.

"Brother Dao."

Even so, she instinctively struggled to break free.

Instead of getting rid of his hand, he pulled Zhou Yi towards him so that their shoulders and arms were touching and they were leaning against each other.

She did not reject it in her heart, but felt an inexplicable joy. As if it was satisfying her heart, she did not move and let him hold her hand.

"Feixuan, are you worried that your master will blame you after he finds out?"

"I don't want to disappoint her."

"But I instinctively believe you. This time, because of me, they have been blamed a lot. Feixuan always can't sleep at night when she thinks about this. She feels an indescribable guilt."

Putting himself in her shoes, Zhou Yi could understand her feelings.

"I can assure you that your choice was not wrong. It even saved them. Are you willing to believe me?"

Shi Feixuan raised her eyes, stared at him without blinking, and nodded after a while.

Zhou Yi stared at the Luoshui Fairy in front of him. Her shy and timid look was extremely charming.

Just use a little force on your hands, just try.

But in an instant, the saint was in his arms.

She didn't struggle, but her ethereal voice trembled slightly: "Brother Dao, you can't bully others."

"No, I'm teaching you how to practice."

"How can you practice martial arts like this? Let me go."

"That's how the crazy Indian monks practice. Haven't you read the Kama Sutra?"

"That was all shown to me by you. I never watch such unorthodox martial arts."

Zhou Yi smiled and said:

"Then let's talk about the Cihang Sword Canon. The cultivation of a clear sword heart requires the ultimate emotion. But Dini's understanding is wrong. She doesn't understand why she needs to cultivate emotion."

Shi Feixuan leaned in his arms, looked at the Luo River, and listened to his story quietly.

"Practicing emotions is to practice the mind, which is a spiritual practice aimed at the innate spirit. She came up with the idea of ​​severing emotions and forgetting herself, combining it with the shadow of the sword technique of the other shore in the previous version of the sword canon, thus creating the method of closing the death gate."

"Think about it, aren't those old monks who passed away in meditation also in a state of seclusion?"

"Dini read the Rhapsody of the Demonic Path and incorporated his own Buddhist martial arts into it. Because he lacks talent, it doesn't fit in."

Shi Feixuan asked, "Then how do you explain my training method?"

"Extreme love, extreme sword. Extreme love can also refine the heart. Once sublimated, the sword heart will naturally be clear."

Zhou Yi added, "When you have truly reached this level, don't go into seclusion."

Shi Feixuan asked curiously, "Why?"

"I'll find a way for you then. It's too dangerous to be in seclusion."

Shi Feixuan was delighted and asked softly, "You always led me to do bad things before, why are you suddenly so nice to me now?"

Zhou Yi smiled sincerely: "Because I found that you are very nice to me."

The saint's face flushed, her heart was beating fast. Without looking into his eyes, she reached out and hugged him. The joy at that moment went straight to her heart, a joy she had never experienced before.

The next moment, Zhou Yi's voice was close by: "Fei Xuan, when everything is settled, I will take you on a boat trip from Baidi City to revisit the Three Gorges, okay?"

"good."

She responded, and then thought of the scenes of leaving Baidi City. Suddenly, she asked in a hollow voice, "Brother Yi, do you still want to teach me how to practice?"

Zhou Yi reacted very quickly. He bent down and kissed her on the face without caring whether she misunderstood or not.

"is that so?"

Shi Feixuan shook her head repeatedly and said hurriedly: "No, no."

At this time, a gust of west wind blew, and the flowing light lingered on the Luo River. In the distance, cranes cried on the shore and hummed the melody of Qingshang.

"Is that so?"

Zhou Yi looked at the charming saint and kissed her red lips. Shi Feixuan seemed to want to say "no, no", but gradually she kissed him while resisting.

Just then

A dissatisfied hum was heard in the distance.

Then there was the sound of a big rock hitting the water.

Ting He in the distance flew away in fright, and the two people by the river were hit by the splashes and immediately separated. They saw a figure in white clothes walking towards them quickly with an angry look on his face.

A very unhappy spirit voice sounded: "Maybe I came at the wrong time."

Zhou Yi glanced back at the little demon girl and said, "You came at the right time."

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(End of this chapter)