When Qi Wuhuo came back and finished cooking, Tai Shang was still sitting there stroking his beard, recalling the sentence "slightly better by half a move", and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time. In his heart, he was pleased that his disciple had grown to such a level, but he also felt dazed, as if time had passed too short and changes were too great.
It was not until the food was placed on the table, reflecting a hint of light under the lamp, that the old man came back to his senses.
It's a slight win.
Even if he knew that Shang Qing must have been suppressed to the same level, he would definitely not have used his signature magical powers.
But such a result still amazed him.
The old man picked up the dish with chopsticks and put it on the rice. There was no need to mention him. Even Qi Wuhuo could fast and didn't need to eat, but he still kept this habit. It was okay to satisfy his appetite, but he didn't need to be obsessed with it. The old man smiled and said, "Wuhuo, do you know who is fighting with you?"
The young Taoist shook his head, thought about it, nodded, and said, "I don't know, but I have a guess."
"oh?"
"He can come and go easily. It is obvious that he is much stronger than me. He also seems to be holding back. His intention is more like a test than real hostility. There is no murderous intent in his moves. Perhaps he is an old acquaintance of me."
Qi Wuhuo paused, recalling the time when he had met Da Dao Jun once in Lianyang Temple in Zhongzhou City.
"That senior didn't use his full strength."
"The last move that the disciple used also came from that senior."
Tai Shang was surprised, then smiled and said, "No wonder Wu Huo said it was slightly better than half a move."
"But... heh."
Tai Shang couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
He knew that Qi Wuhuo's intention in doing this was to respect his predecessors. It didn't matter if he guessed wrong. If he guessed right, it would show respect for the other party. On the one hand, the other party would not lose face if defeated by his moves. Of course, this also depends on the premise that the other party did not use the same moves.
Otherwise, if the opponent also uses this sword, and you also use this sword to defeat the opponent head-on, then you will not be leaving three-point surface, but will be rubbing the opponent's surface into the ground.
Secondly, Qi Wuhuo's move also demonstrates the sharpness and mystery of this sword move.
There is a feeling of “I am strong because of this sword move”.
The man would not think like that, but such behavior just scratched his itch.
The Supreme stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Interesting, interesting..."
"Wuhuo's move is to show some humanity and some kindness. There will be an opportunity waiting for you."
Qi Wuhuo was puzzled.
The Supreme just smiled and did not answer.
…
"He beat me by half a move? He won?!!"
"This kid actually won?!"
Shangqing Da Daojun sat cross-legged in the auspicious clouds in the void, with astonishment and surprise in his eyes, and many complicated emotions. He naturally did not think that he would lose to that kid if he really fought, but he had sneaked there after all, and he did not need the Jie Sword or the Tai Chi Ling Wen, but only those miscellaneous things, so his fighting power would be damaged.
In addition, the realm of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head has not yet involved the true magical powers of the immortals.
He had many hidden tricks that he was unable to use.
He is the person with the highest achievement in refining weapons in all six realms of ancient and modern times.
All the magic weapons on his body were not used at all.
However, despite many reasons, he lost in the end.
but……
Recalling that extremely sharp and just right calamity sword, it was brilliant and clear. And because he had truly experienced it, and even stepped through the beginning of the calamity, there really was a sense of decisiveness and sharpness in this calamity sword, showing an attainment beyond that of ordinary people.
Shangqing Daojun was silent for a long time, then suddenly clapped his hands and said to himself with a smile:
"You are really brave to defeat me with the Jie Sword."
"but……"
"What a beautiful win, what a beautiful win, hahahaha!"
Shangqing Daojun laughed out loud, his eyes were full of praise and admiration, without a trace of shame or anger, he even seemed eager to try, he stood up and watched the blood sea and the sky river running and colliding, his eyes were pure joy, only the joy of having a shortcut, only the pleasure of being a latecomer, without the slightest anger or resentment of having lost half a move.
As to whether to go and teach.
"Does that even need to be said?"
"It's a good seedling. We can't let it go."
Shangqing Daojun said to himself:
"Although Taiyi has a solid foundation, he is too kind-hearted. He lacks the courage to crush the evil spirit of the troubled times. He has the incarnation of Shifang to suppress the four directions, but he does not have the courage to break the catastrophe with his own strength. Although he has learned 99% of my sword of catastrophe, the last bit of charm is more important than this 99%."
"Besides, if you defeat me today, I will definitely use all my skills to fight back in the future!"
"With your hands and feet tied, the fight is not enjoyable and not satisfying."
"Besides, Tai Shang teaches him, Yu Qing teaches him. If I don't teach him something, won't I be abandoned by the two of them? No, no, absolutely not." The black-clothed Lord of the Dao was unbridled and unruly, but he was always extremely persistent in some strange things.
Given his personality, he would have only forged the sword, and after waiting for a month, he would have lost his patience and left.
This time, his patience was stretched to its limit.
And it seems that he has discovered something very interesting——
A disciple who is skilled in combat, proficient in both sword and qi, has a collection of magical weapons, and has personally overcome disasters.
Wouldn't it be more suitable to inherit his skills? !
If I could create another me.
Can't you just let go and fight with "yourself"? !
Hahaha, just thinking about it makes me happy! It’s so happy!
It's like waiting for the most delicious food in the world.
Lord Shangqing was in a very happy mood, but suddenly he saw the sea of clouds disperse, and a stream of light, like flowers rising from the earth, flew towards him. The immortals and gods in the clouds along the way might have noticed it, but they dared not intercept it. The stream of light came straight to the highest point, and Lord Shangqing raised his hand to take it in his hand, which turned out to be a message from Hou Tu Huang Di Ji.
However, Hou Tu also knew that Shangqing Da Dao Jun had never had much patience.
Worried that he would suddenly disappear and be lost -
After all, what was mentioned before was only the sword forging, but it did not say when the sword would be forged.
It wouldn't be considered a breach of contract if the Great Lord disappeared for a thousand or hundreds of years before forging the sword again.
So arrange the time in advance.
Da Daojun seemed to be thinking about something.
When are you going?
…
I had this dream again.
In the dream, it was no longer Nuwa and Fuxi, but Beiji and Houtu.
The me in the dream laughed out loud, and Hou Tu could only helplessly do nothing. Her eyes were gentle, but she was the strongest among us. She once won against me, Zhurong, Gonggong, Xuanming, Ju Mang, and Rushou in one breath, and in the end she was able to drink tea alone without changing her expression.
When my consciousness fell there, I remembered that Ju Mang was the god of spring and the innate god of wood. He was a minister of Fuxi and was loyal to Fuxi and was willing to die for him.
On the other side sat a young man.
he……
In a trance, I didn't know whether I saw him or someone else.
But I still remember that was Beiji Ziwei, the most silent among us. His back was always straight, he never doubted his own path, and his personality was gentle and peaceful. However, when he drew his sword, he was also the one who would never look back. Relying on his unparalleled swordsmanship and killing, he was honored as the Lord of Death by the immortals and gods of that era.
He and his two friends were drinking happily, with a young Taoist boy serving wine beside them.
But when he tilted his head back to swallow this fine wine from heaven, the feeling entering his throat was like a blazing flame, and everything in front of him dispersed. Finally, he opened his eyes, and it took him even longer than before to realize his own identity.
Zhang Xiaoyu.
When the young Jade Emperor stood up, he felt some cold sweat on his forehead, and his face was paler than before. He calmly took the pill, and with the help of the Nine-Transformation Golden Pill refined by Xuan Du, his complexion looked much better. However, the magic weapon showed that his soul had been greatly damaged. It was obvious that facing the North Pole and Hou Tu had dealt a huge blow to him, who already had a short lifespan.
Today, it took me longer than usual to wake up from the dream.
It can be expected that one's experiences in reality will awaken similar scenes in dreams.
But this represents a kind of consumption.
The time it takes to wake up from the dream and realize who I am is getting longer and longer. One day, when this time has grown to a certain length, I am afraid that I will never wake up again, but will melt into the immeasurable past memories like melting into water.
The young Jade Emperor recorded everything that happened to him, and then looked through the posts that mentioned everything that happened that day.
There's not much to do.
However, Laojun said that the great master Xuandu had broken into the Tushita Palace and taken away the old green ox. Laojun said that he didn’t know what to do with it.
There are some miscellaneous things.
It is said that the Lord of Fire has disappeared, and please ask the Jade Emperor to order his punishment.
Others say that we cannot allow the underworld to continue in this way.
Furthermore, the Great Lord of Justice was still brooding over the fact that Zhenwu refused to accept the imperial decree. He gritted his teeth and repeatedly requested permission to go down to the mortal world and personally visit where Zhenwu was, and then capture all nine of his clans and bring them back to the sky, and then behead their souls on the Immortal Execution Platform.
But was stopped.
If this is the case just because he does not accept the position in Heaven, then the actions of Heaven are completely opposite to what Haotian expected back then.
What’s more, the nine clans.
Doesn’t it also include the Master Clan?
Although the young Jade Emperor did not know Qi Wuhuo's specific master, he could roughly guess something from the reactions of his teacher and Taiyi Rescuer of Sufferings. He couldn't help feeling regretful and complaining in his heart. What a pity! If you were really so brave and went to capture Qi Wuhuo's master and uncle in person, I would be delighted. However, doing so would mean that I would be disturbing those people in Heaven, which is really not allowed.
In this way, I saved your life, Justice.
But don't seek such bad luck again.
After resolving many matters in Heaven, the young Jade Emperor thought of the method Qi Wuhuo mentioned that "maybe can help you regain your strength". He thought for a moment that it would be of no use to stay in Heaven at this time, so why not go and find Qi Wuhuo?
Even if the skills he knows are probably useless, at least they can help build good relationships.
After the family dinner in the mountains.
Qi Wuhuo, who showed his resistance to the Beiji Ziwei Emperor, became more and more important in the heart of the young Jade Emperor. He had strength and connections, but was not a member of the major forces in the Heavenly Court. Their paths seemed to be similar. The appearance of such a person was simply shining in the eyes of the young Jade Emperor.
All that's missing is to stick a label on his forehead, indicating that this person is extremely rare, super rare, super invincible rare, so quickly build a good relationship with him and recruit him.
Well, I have nothing to do, so I might as well go down to earth.
The young Jade Emperor made a decision.
Then he went to look for Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun.
…
The moonlight gradually faded, and the sun rose. Qi Wuhuo pushed open the door. It seemed that his teacher wanted to teach him the introductory method of the supreme magical power today, so he did not relax today. He picked up the sword and went out. The sunlight in the late autumn morning was a little chilly. The young Taoist wanted to dance with the sword and exercise his body, but he saw a familiar person outside the door.
Qi Wuhuo raised his sword and asked, "Empress Hou Tu?"
The visitor was none other than Hou Tu Huang Di Ji, who was smiling as she looked at the red leaves all over the mountain. Upon seeing Qi Wuhuo coming, the aura on the young Taoist priest became more powerful than when he had seen him some time ago. It was obvious that his cultivation was increasing day by day, gradually reaching the realm of Pure Yang. I'm afraid he will soon face the greatest obstacle between immortals and mortals.
Thunder disaster.
Many people who have achieved the Three Flowers at the Top of the Head do not dare to endure this thunder calamity, but instead seek the talisman from the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole to ascend to immortality.
However, given Qi Wuhuo's foundation and character, the thunder tribulation was no obstacle to him.
Instead, you can take this opportunity to do something else.
For example, practicing supernatural powers.
For example, completing the final step of sword forging.
The Empress Hou Tu Huang Di Ji looked admiring and said, "You came at the right time, Wuhuo, it seems that your cultivation is getting more and more profound day by day." Qi Wuhuo replied that he was still far from it. The two exchanged greetings for a while. The Empress Hou Tu smiled and straightened the collar of the young Taoist, saying, "You have become an immortal through cultivation, and the three flowers have gathered at the top of your head. No matter where you are, you can be considered a true cultivator."
"But the sword in your hand is still just an ordinary one. Although the Blood River Sword has a good foundation, it is a murderous weapon after all. It is not compatible with you. I want to forge a sword that really fits your hand before you become an immortal, so that you can have an easier time on the road ahead."
"Oh, there's no need to rush to refuse. After all, you helped me a lot during the catastrophe in the demon world and the human world."
"If it doesn't work, just think of it as me betting that you can go far enough in the future."
The Queen Mother Hou Tu Huang Di Ji touched the hair of the young Taoist priest, then turned sideways with a smile. There was a handsome man wearing a black Taoist robe and carrying a sword case on his back. He had a sharp sword aura and a clear brow. The young Taoist priest was stunned and recognized the aura of the visitor. It was the Great Dao Jun whom he had met in the Lianyang Temple in Zhongzhou Prefecture.
But the Taoist in black took the initiative to speak, saying calmly: "I have no other statement."
"I'm just a swordsmith who happened to be passing by here while traveling."
"You can call me—"
"Kiyoshi."
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