Chapter 763 Ouyang Rong: Rong Zhen, the Butterfly Love Flower Master has found you! [Seeking monthly votes at the end of the month!]
Under the bright sun.
A bright blue moon rose, swept across the misty river, and crashed into the main Buddha statue in the grotto.
This scene drew the attention of everyone inside and outside Twin Peaks.
There were rumblings of wind and thunder.
However, what no one saw was that during this process, in the sky above the middle of the river, [Craftsmanship] began to slow down as it sped along, as if it had exceeded its limits and was only propelled forward by inertia.
Thus, it drew a barely noticeable parabola in the air, but because of its extremely high speed, in an instant, the blue trail of the comet resembled the arc of a flying fish leaping into the river.
Just as it was about to plunge into the river, [Craftsmanship] suddenly hovered, frozen on the surface of the great river.
At the same moment, Wang Caozhi, who was in the woods on the south bank in the distance, regained consciousness.
The séance has ended.
No one noticed the connection between these two events.
Because on a high platform in the main grotto on the north bank, a young man in a scholar's robe opened his eyes at just the right moment.
In the next instant, [Craftsmanship] was re-energized, like an arrow released from a bow, continuing the second half of its journey towards the main grotto.
This time, with a "whoosh," the entire [Craftsmanship] burst into a dazzling blue flame.
As soon as the fire appeared, all the white mist within a kilometer radius vanished.
It seemed as if the steam was about to rise from the rivers and lakes.
Their power and influence have grown even stronger!
Inside the main grotto, in the vision of Rongzhen, Granny Song, Yi Qianqiu, Wei Wu and others, the thin blue line on the south-facing river seemed identical in the first and second halves, and no change in speed could be detected.
From their perspective, it was all a straight line coming towards them, but at this moment, the sudden burst of fiery phantoms made them even more terrified.
This also confirms once again that it is undoubtedly the sword of the Butterfly Love Flower's owner!
Regardless of its power.
The power of what appeared to be a cauldron of fire still exerted a tremendous pressure on people.
This is something only legendary swordsmen possess!
Judging from the fact that the appearance of the cauldron fire immediately disrupted the effect of the white mist formation on the river.
This fire seems to be able to counter formations, and a single sword strike can pierce through countless illusions!
At the foot of the golden Buddha, above a high platform, the white-eyed old woman, hovering in the air, was the first to notice this.
Silent warning:
"This is bad! This sword possesses the Mythical Cauldron Flame, which could threaten the Heavenly Pivot Formation! We can't let it get close to the Great Buddha!"
Everyone looked serious and tense.
Near the high platform, some female officials from the Control Yuan who had experienced the collapse of the Xingzi Lake Buddha and witnessed the tragic deaths of Lin Cheng and others trembled involuntarily.
They turned their gaze to their immediate superior, Rongzhen.
The girl in the purple palace dress had her hands wrapped in her sleeves and was looking up at the approaching azure moon in the distance.
Her cheeks puffed out slightly, as if she were gritting her teeth in resentment.
Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.
Soon, Rong Zhen calmed down and coldly analyzed, word by word:
"According to previous information, this kid's spiritual energy cultivation is clearly low-grade. The reason he can kill people every time is because he has carefully set up his sword in advance. Even if he has grown a lot during this period, he is still only mid-grade. Putting all that aside, just considering that he is now flying here on a sword, does he have a chance to set up his sword? Even if we give him time to successfully set up his sword, his spiritual energy cultivation can at most kill mid-grade Qi cultivators, and he cannot threaten Deputy Supervisor Song!"
"Unless we have a pill like the one that Deputy Supervisor Song has, as long as Deputy Supervisor Song is safe, once he draws this sword and enters the main cave, he won't be able to return. Once he retrieves the [Ding Sword], his hiding place will be exposed, and Deputy Supervisor Song can go and take him directly."
"Or perhaps they'll stall for time until Mr. Yu's music arrives, at which point he'll be exposed and surely die."
Yi Qianqiu nodded in agreement, his eyes narrowing.
"That's right! If he dares to hand over the sword, he will either lose the sword or both of them today. We'll make sure he doesn't leave alive!"
Wei Wu took a deep breath, then said sternly:
“The princess is right. The swordsman is just powerful, and the legendary swordsman is just even more powerful. But there is a distance for the sword to be deployed! Since this sword flew from the south bank, we can infer that this person is either on the south bank or on a ship on the river!”
He turned his head sharply and instructed Duan Quanwu:
"Immediately send men to search the south bank and the river! Let's buy some time. If you find this boy first, kill him without mercy!"
"good!"
Duan Quanwu, whose eyes had initially shown a hint of panic, immediately nodded emphatically, switching to a fierce, clenched-teeth expression:
"How dare he throw a sword at us right in front of us? Does he think we don't exist? The princess and Steward Wu are right, his tricks are full of holes. We almost fell for his act. Bah, this kid is such a show-off!"
Granny Song frowned and said:
"We must guard against this sword attacking the Buddha. What if the sword isn't targeting us, but just feinting, and its real purpose is to destroy the Buddha? Its spiritual energy cultivation might not be enough to kill us all, but the cauldron fire is too difficult to deal with. It has the ability to destroy the Buddha, and it can do it with a single sword strike."
Rong Zhen coldly instructed the female officials below the stage:
"According to the plan, activate the Tian Shu Grand Array immediately! Go and urge Elder Yu that the music can begin."
She then looked at the crowd:
"As long as we don't kill the person in charge of the formation, the formation will remain. With the formation intact, he can't harm the Buddha. Even if the cauldron fire is heaven-defying and can harm the Buddha, as I just said, if he dares to hand over the sword, he'll lose both the man and the sword. At worst, we'll gladly accept a new cauldron sword! Exchanging a Buddha statue for it is worth it!"
Everyone responded enthusiastically.
Duan Quanwu's face lit up with joy. Then, watching the increasingly close, thin, azure line, he seemed to remember something and asked:
"What if he really goes mad and is just seeking revenge? He doesn't even want the sword and cauldron; he just wants to kill one of us?"
Everyone frowned.
Yi Qianqiu was speechless: "Are there really people this stupid? Would they actually do this deal?"
Granny Song sneered, "Let him try and see if he can hurt this old woman."
Rong Zhen's expression remained unchanged, as if she had been prepared for this, and she said softly:
"Did you bring all the fake tripods?"
Yi Qianqiu, Granny Song, Wei Wu, and the others all nodded in agreement.
They took out various colored prayer beads from their sleeves and put them on their hands.
Rong Zhen turned her head and looked at Ouyang Rong, who was silent behind her. She walked over, reached out and took a string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve, and bent down to put them on his wrist.
Ouyang Rong glanced down.
Her hands were small, and her fingertips were very soft.
Her small hands were pale and bloodless, probably because they had been clenched tightly just now, and they were also a little cold.
Rongzhen turned her gaze away, having already helped him put on the Buddhist prayer beads, while she still held onto his hand tightly:
"You should get off the stage immediately. Standing up there is too conspicuous. Once we've dealt with this sword and the music has started, we'll go and capture the master of Butterfly Love Flower together."
Ouyang Rong glanced at her as she whispered to him.
Rong Zhen smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Today, I will sever all ties with him."
When Duan Quanwu saw the Buddhist prayer beads in everyone's hands, he realized that he was the only one who was not entitled to have them, as they were a gift that only a saint could bestow. So, the gloomy man who had just made those boastful remarks quietly began to walk off the stage.
Rong Zhen turned around, called out to him, and instructed, "General Duan, go down from the platform and, together with the others, protect Governor Ouyang."
"Yes, Ms. Shi."
Duan Quanwu readily agreed without the slightest dissatisfaction; on the contrary, he felt somewhat relieved, because standing with the person that Zhenxian County was protecting meant he was also quite safe.
Ouyang Rong also saw everyone wearing Buddhist prayer beads and understood what was going on. He suddenly reached out, grabbed Rong Zhen's hand, shook off the sandalwood prayer beads from her wrist, and then strung them onto her small wrist.
Rongzhen was stunned for a moment. When he took her hand, her face turned red instantly, but she still took off her Buddhist beads and insisted on handing them back.
Rong Zhen put the Buddhist prayer beads back on Ouyang Rong's hand, her attitude leaving no room for refusal. Pushing his hand away, she whispered:
"It's alright. Although my fake Ding sword is not here, the senior is there to support me from afar and has means to protect me. In fact, the senior can also draw his sword. If this thief wastes his time and tries to kill me with his sword, he will fall into a trap. The senior will hold off his sword. So I am not a weakness. I am just luring him. However, just in case, you should step down from the stage. Ouyang Lianghan, you... you must be careful. Also, you are not allowed to leave my sight."
“Ouyang Lianghan, I know you may regret stepping into the grotto and are very dissatisfied with my actions. But since I let you into the grotto, I will take full responsibility for your affairs. If you have anything else to say, we can talk about it slowly after today. Life is long. I... I mean, the days in the imperial city of Luoyang.”
Just then, the "thunder and wind" outside intensified.
Without giving Ouyang Rong a chance to continue speaking, Rong Zhen suddenly turned around and strode forward.
At this moment, the azure moon finally arrived in the sky above the main grotto on the north bank.
Granny Song leaped into the air and flew even higher.
Suddenly, the Donglin Buddha statue behind them was illuminated with a golden light, which bathed everyone present.
Some people did not react when illuminated by the golden light, but others, such as Granny Song, Yi Qianqiu, and Wei Wu who wore Buddhist beads, were covered in golden light, with a golden halo flowing around them.
As expected, this should be a protective measure of the formation surrounding the Donglin Buddha, capable of resisting attacks.
However, on the high platform, there were two people who did not have the golden light: Rong Zhen and Duan Quanwu.
Duan Quanwu felt somewhat uneasy. He stepped forward and gestured to Ouyang Rong, whose body was faintly glowing with a golden aura:
"Prefect Ouyang, let's hurry down."
Ouyang Rong held his prayer beads, remaining silent, and turned his head to look at Rong Zhen's petite back.
He suddenly shouted:
"Rong Zhen."
"Um?"
Rong Zhen didn't turn around, and continued walking forward with her sleeves tucked in. She waved her hand behind her back, saying, "Go down now, we can talk later..."
Just then, a quiet melody from a zither drifted over.
Indeed, even sound can be described as serene; this is the contrasting feeling that the music at this moment evokes in everyone.
The sound of the zither came from an unknown source, perhaps from the forests of the North Peak, perhaps from the golden Buddha statue, perhaps from... the entire Xunyang Grottoes. At the same moment, it resounded in the ears of everyone present, in the ears of all those who came to Xunyang today with different thoughts, and in the ears of everyone within a hundred miles of the Xunyang Grottoes!
This was the familiar sound of the zither to Ouyang Rong, and it was also the sword technique he was missing. But at this moment, as he called for Rong Zhen to stay, he couldn't calm down and listen to it at all.
The young man in the scholar's robe said in a very soft voice:
"Rongzhen, I've found the person I promised to help you find."
"Who are you looking for? The owner of the Butterfly Love Flower? Do you know where he is?"
Rongzhen turned around with some confusion.
Yi Qianqiu, Granny Song, Wei Wu, and the others were preparing to welcome the strange cauldron sword ahead and had no interest in listening to Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen's conversation.
The main problem is that in their eyes, this young couple has been either arguing or showing off their affection ever since they started dating.
At the same time, amidst the tranquil music, beams of light of various colors erupted within a hundred-mile radius of the Xunyang Grottoes.
Beams of light also erupted one after another from the high platform.
Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu, Wei Wu, and Duan Quanwu were surrounded by red beams of light, with varying shades of red.
Rongzhen's spiritual energy pillar was the deepest, followed by Yi Qianqiu, and then Wei Wu and Duan Quanwu.
A pillar of purple light appeared around Granny Song, its power immense. Almost simultaneously with the appearance of the light, she coldly gave the order:
"Prepare to take action and eliminate the traitors."
However, when everyone looked towards the distant south bank and the great river, they did not see the special colored beam of light they had imagined.
As they wondered what was going on, they noticed out of the corner of their eye that the girl in palace attire beside them seemed to be acting strangely.
"Princess Zhenxian, what's wrong?"
Everyone instinctively followed Rongzhen and looked back, only to be greeted by a scene that the survivors would never forget.
Their pupils constricted, and they saw the reflection of a frail young man in a scholar's robe standing in the center of the platform, his sleeves tucked behind his ear. He was tightly enveloped by a pillar of surging, azure sword energy, like a blooming flame soaring into the sky, its power reaching the heavens.
The color, as blue as the sea, is exactly the same as the [Arc Moon] that just cleaved through the white mist of the river ahead!
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Within the azure pillar of sword energy, Ouyang Rong remained silent, his eyes ignoring everyone else as he quietly gazed at Rong Zhen.
This noble young woman in purple palace attire was also the first to see the azure light beam erupting from his body.
Her clear eyes first showed some confusion and doubt, then an expression of unbearable pain filled those eyes that had only recently started to smile.
Rongzhen's face was as pale as paper. She seemed to understand something, but also felt a sense of fear, as if she had seen something terrifying. She suddenly closed her eyes, her small chest heaving violently.
The expressions on the faces of the others were also quite interesting.
Duan Quanwu, standing next to Ouyang Rong, was dumbfounded.
Yi Qianqiu's eyes widened; Granny Song's face was ashen.
Wei Wu looked surprised, his eyes fixed on the young man in the scholar's robe.
Ouyang Rong didn't look at them. Facing Rong Zhen, he stretched out his hand without looking to the side, pointed to his chest, and calmly said:
"Rongzhen, he's here."
Rong Zhen opened her eyes again, her gaze fixed on Ouyang Rong with a deep, unwavering intensity.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
Ouyang Rong pointed to his heart, then reached into his robes, fumbled around for a while, and pulled out a bronze mask that everyone was very familiar with.
He lowered his head and put it on his face with one hand.
This concealed all the expressions on his face that followed.
In everyone's eyes, the bronze mask of this fox-like beast had an exaggerated, almost mocking smile on its lips, making it both eerie and cold.
At this moment, a bright blue moon finally reached the high platform. Without anyone stopping it, it didn't rush towards the Buddha, but instead stopped abruptly, landing precisely above Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen's heads, hovering silently.
A moment later.
"Ha, haha..." Rongzhen's shoulders trembled slightly as she laughed. She pointed at Ouyang Rong, and as she laughed, tears streamed down her face.
The young man in the scholar's robe wore a bronze mask, so his expression was hidden deep behind the mask.
He said:
“Rongzhen, let’s get to know each other again. I am not called the Master of Butterfly Love Flower. I am Ouyang Lianghan. This is my personal opinion.”
(End of this chapter)
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