This monk was knowledgeable and experienced, and he keenly noticed the difference between the power of this sword and the Shenglun realm.
It was just a casual remark from Cong Yun, but Kong Jue looked strange and asked, "Is the Master's wife pregnant?"
Different from Kong Jue.
"Roar!" A deafening tiger roar brought him back to reality.
His gaze shifted to Day and Feng, whose bodies were pierced by the sword.
The latter had obviously smelled the scent of death under this sword. He stared with tiger eyes at the sword light piercing his body and didn't care about Kong Ju and the other three.
It struggled to stand up, and its body was once again covered with the green energy that Kong Ju was familiar with. It used all its strength to cut out its magical wind mark and swung it towards the sword light.
The magical powers of Day and Wind were so fast that the green blade appeared between Mount Sumeru.
The two magical powers, Mo Ran and Feng Hen, collided with each other in the deep forest outside the imperial city.
Kong Ju thought it would be an earth-shattering event.
Until the moment the green wind mark came into contact with the piercing sword light, he did not hear any sound. It was incredibly quiet.
But through the vision of the virtual soul, Kong Ju clearly captured with his eyes that the void where the two magical powers collided was emitting a ball of energy fluctuations that did not belong to spiritual power.
The energy flowed to the sky and the earth.
Then Kong Ju felt the ground beneath his feet begin to shake, and the sky above was pierced.
The ferocious magical energy was sweeping across all directions at a speed beyond hearing.
"Not good!" Kong Ju's pupils shrank after seeing this scene, and he realized that they seemed to be too close to the battle area.
But it's too late to stay away now.
Buzz! Zong Yun was the first to react. He made hand gestures and quickly used his own defensive methods to resist the spreading magical energy.
Kong Ju activated the Frost Sky Immortal Base and used the power of ice to condense four giant ice walls in front of the three people, trying to cooperate with Cong Yun to block the aftermath of the battle of magical powers.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao was very smart and hid behind the two men. Her cleverness lay in that she knew her own strength, so all she had to do at this time was not to cause trouble.
The three of them had just made their plans.
Rumble! ! The aftermath of the magical power also flooded over like a wave almost instantly.
It was at this time that Kong Ju heard the sound of two magical powers piercing through the clouds and splitting rocks.
The endless roar exploded in Kong Ju's ears, causing pain in his eardrums and bloodshot eyes. Even though he had blocked his ears with black ice in advance, it seemed that he could not block out the horrifying sound.
Cong Yun closed his eyes and concentrated, using his unique Buddhist skills to resist the damage caused by the sound.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao was the most miserable. Under the sound waves, blood was gushing out of all his seven orifices and he was wailing with his head exploded.
The defensive measures of Kong Ju and Cong Yun could only temporarily block the energy aftermath of the magical power, but could not block the strange sound that seemed to tear the soul apart.
"The collision of magical powers is truly terrifying. No wonder the Master of Dongxian Hall always covers the battle area with a sky of sword rain every time he fights." Kong Ju was secretly horrified.
He was also powerless to help Zai Fu Qiaoqiao with her experience.
He was unable to take care of himself and could only cover his ears with his hands to reduce the damage caused by the sound waves.
Although he was not as miserable as Zai Fu Qiaoqiao who was bleeding from all seven orifices, the bloodshot in his eyes almost covered the entire white of his eyes, and his eardrums felt as if they were torn in pain.
If this continued for a little longer, Kong Ju and the other two might be shocked to death by the fluctuations of this magical power.
Fortunately, the fluctuation in the center of the battle did not last too long, about half an incense stick of time.
Kong Ju felt the roaring sound in his ears gradually fade away.
Finally, when a ray of afterglow from the setting sun shone on his cheek, the world became silent.
"Is it over?" He blinked his bloodshot eyes and looked at Congyun.
Then the two of them, with tacit understanding, removed the golden bell and ice wall that were blocking their surroundings.
In fact, the ice wall and the huge bell had already been torn apart in the aftermath. What really blocked the aftermath for them was a black sword, which was inserted into the ground where the three people were defending against the magical powers.
Before Kong Jue could take a closer look at the black sword blade, a slender hand reached out and pulled the sword out.
The moment the sword tip touched her palm.
Crash! It turned into a ball of ink, which was cleared away by a noble woman dressed in green and dressed like a scholar.
The woman was dignified and quiet. After putting away her sword, she smiled as she looked at Kong Ju and the other two who looked disheveled.
Judging from her appearance, isn't she the Fifth Princess of Tianqi, his master's wife Bai Ziqing? Kong Ju didn't dare to neglect her, and quickly put on his appearance, walked to the woman in three or two steps, bowed respectfully, and said carefully: "Disciple Kong Ju, I pay my respects to the master's wife."
"Thank you, Master's wife, for coming to my aid."
Cong Yun took a step forward and bowed in a dignified manner: "I am Cong Yun, a junior disciple of the Little Leiyin Temple, and I pay my respects to Senior Princess Five."
Zaifu Qiaoqiao did not salute because she had already fallen to the ground, having been knocked unconscious by the aftermath of the incident.
"Get up." Princess Qing raised her wrist and helped Kong Ju up. Then she looked at Cong Yun with a pair of wise eyes, looked him up and down, and showed a meaningful expression: "It turned out to be a monk from Xiao Leiyin Temple. There must be a reason why he came all the way to Tianqi."
"I came here to settle a matter for my elder." Congyun smiled calmly, responding to Princess Qing with exactly the same words he had used to deal with Kong Ju before.
Princess Qing didn't ask any more questions and just nodded slightly.
When Princess Qing asked Congyun, Kong Ju's eyes had already begun to scan around, glancing towards the center of the battlefield, as if he wanted to find something in that messy area.
Even after he expanded his virtual vision and scanned several times, he still did not see the result he wanted. He could only sigh and say, "He still got away!"
What he was looking for was naturally the day and the wind.
Although he knew it would be difficult for Princess Qing to keep him, he still had some hope in his heart.
At this moment, a beautiful voice suddenly sounded from behind Kong Ju.
"Do you think it's so easy to kill someone who has realized supernatural powers?"
A pretty figure in a white dress appeared behind Kong Ju at some point.
Kong Ju knew who was coming just by hearing the voice, without turning around, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Huangfu is here too!"
After saying that, he turned around and met the eyes of the girl behind him.
The latter crossed her arms across her chest with a faint smile on her face, and her bright eyes, as bright as stars, still held a dazzling brilliance, making ordinary people dare not look at her at all.
Before, Kong Ju was a little afraid of Huangfu Wuqin's eyes.
Looking back now, I can actually remain calm about it.
Huangfu Wuqin caught this tiny detail, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and said in a crisp voice: "Not bad, great progress."
From Huangfu Wuqin's perspective, the current Kong Ju has undergone tremendous changes from the young man half a year ago.
The quiet glacier, with the snow just beginning to melt, has turned into a deep valley. The valley is filled with thick fog, and one can only glimpse a corner of it occasionally, and it is impossible to figure out what is inside.
On the contrary, when Kong Ju looked at Huangfu Wuqin again, he finally felt as if the fog had cleared and he could see everything at a glance.
He finally saw through Huangfu Wuqin's foundation in Taoism, her cultivation, and the blood of the Human Emperor hidden in her captivating golden pupils.
"The peak Taoist foundation of the Xuan level: Ting Lei Yuan." Kong Ju silently revealed the quality of Huangfu Wuqin's Taoist foundation.
The foundation was like a pool of thunder, unfathomable in depth, and when viewed closely, one could hear the roar of thunder.
No wonder Lingxi was no match for Huangfu Wuqin at the beginning.
When she first entered the Ascension Wheel, she already had the Dao foundation of the peak Xuan level, and she also had the inheritance of Thunder Lord's Thunder Nine Thousand, plus she had the rich blood of the Human Emperor.
Let alone Lingxi, even in the huge Tianqi generation, I'm afraid no one can face the edge of Huangfu Wuqin.
I can only say how sad are the geniuses who were born in the same area as Huangfu Wuqin.
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Fortunately, Kong Ju broke through the earth-level Tao foundation and is now finally able to face this proud daughter of heaven who is well-known in both Tianqi and Wudong worlds.
"Would you like to spar with your sister?" Huangfu Wuqin looked at Kong Ju in front of him, eager to try, and took the initiative to invite her: "If you beat me, I will allow you to call me Huangfu Junior Sister, okay? You only have one chance."
"I refuse!" Kong Jue's blood had not yet dried after fleeing all the way here. When he heard Huangfu Wuqin's persuasive voice, he turned his face to the side without thinking and muttered, "I hate fighting and killing all day long."
How could Huangfu Wuqin not know Kong Ju's character? She hadn't expected him to agree, so she pouted and said jokingly, "Why don't you have the demeanor of a strong man?"
"How many spirit crystals is that thing worth?" Kong Ju raised his eyebrows, unmoved.
However, when Cong Yun caught a glimpse of Huangfu Wuqin who was chatting enthusiastically with Kong Ju, his dark eyes suddenly lit up.
"Such a peerless beauty is even more beautiful than the little nun in Miaoyue Temple."
Kong Ju, who knew Cong Yun's personality well, had been paying attention to his every move. When he saw the gleam in his eyes, he knew that his old problem had come back again.
Before, when he was in Lingzhu Market, this monk couldn't walk because he kept looking at beautiful women.
Now that Huangfu Wuqin was in front of him, he didn't even dare to blink. If Princess Qing hadn't been there, this guy would have probably come up to him with a shameless face.
Thinking about this, Kong Ju suddenly felt a bad taste in his heart. He pointed at Cong Yun and whispered to Huangfu Wuqin, "Senior Sister Huangfu, be careful of this monk."
"Why?" Huangfu Wuqin turned his head to look at Congyun and asked subconsciously.
Kong Jue had a playful smile on his face and mercilessly revealed Cong Yun's scars: "This guy's Dharma name is Jie Se."
"How deep of a grudge does your master have against you?" Upon hearing this, Huangfu Wuqin showed the same expression as Kong Ju had when he first heard this Buddhist name.
Cong Yun had a sad face: "The old monk has hurt me to this extent!"
The four of them flew away into the sky. Kong Ju was holding Dapeng in his arms, so it was inconvenient for him to continue his journey while carrying Zai Fu Qiaoqiao on his back.
Therefore, this good fortune was enjoyed by Congyun. The monk carried Zaifu Qiaoqiao on his back with a calm look on his face, but no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.
On the way back to the imperial city, Kong Ju kept telling Princess Qing about his experience of being chased by Zhou and Feng along the way.
Talk about how arrogant and unscrupulous the day and the wind are.
"This priest of the Zhuyin tribe is so bold that he dares to hunt us down in Tianqi openly."
"They simply disregard the majesty of the Tianqi Dynasty."
"Master's wife, his pursuit of disciples this time is just a small matter, but it is a slap in the face of the Tianqi Dynasty."
As he spoke, Kong Ju glanced at Princess Qing.
The latter did not look at Kong Ju, with a half-smile on her face. She could easily hear the implicit meaning of Kong Ju's words.
When Kong Ju's mouth was dry from talking, she replied leisurely, "You may not know yet, but the bounty order for this priest of the Zhuyin tribe has already been issued."
"However, Zhou Yufeng is very good at hiding, and he has also mastered the magical power of wind. Whenever the palm student of Tianquan Sword Sect attacked him, he dodged it early."
"Today I tried to test his strength, and he is indeed a tough guy. It is easy to hurt him, but to kill him, I still need more planning."
"Even the leader of Tianquan Sword Sect couldn't keep him here?" Kong Ju rubbed his brows and showed a bitter look when he heard this.
As expected, his guess was correct. This Zhou Yufeng was not so easy to kill. Fortunately, he did not impulsively use the Soul-Calming Bell.
At this point, Kong Ju already knew the news that Zhou Yufeng was wanted, so there was no need for him to continue complaining to Princess Qing.
He then praised Princess Qing's swordsmanship: "Master's swordsmanship is like a rainbow piercing the sun. It really opens my eyes."
"Hee!" Huangfu Wuqin, who had been silently listening to the conversation between Kong Ju and his mother, finally couldn't help but sneered.
Pointing at Kong Ju, he smiled and said, "Who told you that my mother used a sword?"
This question surprised Kong Jue, and he subconsciously replied, "I saw with my own eyes that Master's sword pierced through the clouds and mud, severely injuring Zhou and Feng."
Princess Qing smiled but said nothing and just shook her head.
On the contrary, Huangfu Wuqin became more and more happy, and gave Kong Ju a thoughtful look: "So you think my mother uses a sword?"
"Isn't it?" Kong Ju knew very little about the Palm of Life God, so he could only smile and explain: "Master has not told me too many secrets about the Palm of Life realm."
Huangfu Wuqin did not keep the secret, but with Congyun present, she could only whisper to Kong Ju in a low voice: "My mother's magical power, Mo Ran, is a means of copying all the Taoist arts, swordsmanship, and even magical powers she has seen."
“If there is any sword intent or Taoist spiritual power left by the copyist, the power displayed by Mo Ran will be almost as if the copyist himself is here.”
Huangfu Wuqin's answer refreshed Kong Ju's understanding of magical powers. He was immediately surprised and said, "There are such terrifying magical powers!"
Doesn't that mean Princess Qing can use the trump cards of countless powerful people at will?
"It's not as scary as you think." Huangfu Wuqin pointed at the black box behind Princess Qing and explained, "Do you see that sword box?"
"The owner of that box was once an old leader of the Tianquan Sword Sect. It was a sword box that he used to store his sword Yuanxia. The sword spirit of the old leader still remains in it."
"That's why my mother was able to strike such a terrible sword."
"If there were no sword power remaining in this sword box, the power of the magical power wielded by mother would be greatly reduced."
"As my mother said, we only get the form but not the meaning."
"So that's how it is!" After hearing Huangfu Wuqin talk about Princess Qing's magical powers, Kong Ju not only did not look down on her, but became more cautious.
Princess Qing not only created her own unique skill of drawing talismans and even magical powers into the scroll.
Even her magical powers are so consistent with her path.
In Wudong, you can definitely establish your own school.
(End of this chapter)