Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Disciple!
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Yun Miao's rewinding movements became more and more skillful. She couldn't even remember how many times she had rewinded, but it was probably at least fifty times.
She had always known that the passage of time in "Asking the Three Thousand Questions" was irregular, sometimes equal to the passage of real time, and sometimes faster, but this was the first time that the passage of time in the game was slower than in reality.
She estimated that she should have entered the arena around 10:30 in reality, but now it was 6:00 in the afternoon. The sky in the real world was almost dark, and she was still standing on this arena. Her game progress had not increased at all.
Fortunately, although her game progress did not increase, her game combat awareness improved by leaps and bounds in actual combat.
On the ring, the girl's hair was disheveled, her body was covered with tiny bloody wounds, and her body was shaky. It seemed that just standing had consumed all her strength. A small pool of blood had accumulated under her feet, and the red hairband that was cut off by the water blade was miserably immersed in it.
The martial arts arena was completely silent. The strong men and women who had been sparring enthusiastically had gathered around the ring to watch the fight. Those who had bet that the girl would definitely lose were now looking at her with a complex expression of astonishment, admiration, and regret.
Huo Xin stood there with a frown, her lips pressed into a stiff line. However, she didn't immediately force Yun Miao to surrender upon seeing him injured, as she had done in the previous flashbacks. And even though Niu Rao clenched his fists in anxiety, he didn't protect Yun Miao anymore and angrily threatened Mo Aotian.
Even Mo Aotian didn't condescend to Yun Miao and ask him to admit defeat. Instead, he asked with a fighting spirit, "Do you want to continue?"
Yun Miao knew why. This time, she had managed to hold out for a full incense stick amidst the swarm of water blades, even using a sneak attack from the Heavenly Ladder to successfully break Mo Aotian's arm. A further fight might have resulted in a draw, or perhaps even her loss. But she had already proven her strength to everyone, a defeat that was a triumph of honor.
But she felt that this was not enough, far from enough. She raised her weak hands to wipe the blood off her face and gave Mo Aotian a grim smile.
"I've figured out your entire attack range. I'll definitely beat you next time!"
There is no draw in the player's dictionary, only winning. Let alone going back a hundred times, even if she had to go back a thousand or ten thousand times, she must defeat this black dragon today.
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"I agreed to let you help..."
Mo Aotian stood proudly on the stage, but before he could finish his words, a blue meteor slammed into his face. He turned his head away with disdain and swung out two more water blades.
Immediately, someone watching the fight below the stage shouted, "Get out of the way!"
Yun Miao did not choose to retreat and avoid it. Instead, he took a step forward, quickly turned sideways to let the two water blades pass by him, and continued to rush forward. In just a breath, he closed the distance between him and Mo Aotian!
Seeing this, Mo Aotian immediately waved his hand and released eight water blades at the same time. He was unable to move on one foot now, so naturally he would not let her get close to him.
Yun Miao had fought with Mo Aotian dozens or even hundreds of times, and was already familiar with his attack patterns, so he immediately recalled the ladder to heaven.
So the people watching the fight saw that when Mo Aotian raised his hand, the girl still did not choose to stop her passive defense, but continued to rush forward. The small green ball in the air turned quickly as if it had eyes and flew back to the girl's head.
As the eight water blades appeared, the sphere also released streaks of emerald light, forming a protective barrier around the girl. As the girl moved at such high speed, no one could tell whether the eight water blades were aimed at her or if she had collided with them.
Bang bang bang!
Water splashed outside the barrier, but she was unharmed inside the barrier.
"Your reaction is pretty quick."
Mo Aotian looked at Yun Miao's thin arms and legs with some surprise, then he raised his hand and summoned a dozen water arrows, which shot towards Yun Miao like a young swallow flying into the forest. These water arrows were not only fast but also had the ability to track, making them very difficult to deal with.
Everyone thought that Yun Miao would use the magic weapon to protect herself as before, but she did not expect that she would dodge with her body while urging the green ball to hit the water arrow in the air.
Dressed in her white disciple uniform, she looked like a raindrop falling and splashing in a summer downpour. Each step she took seemed chaotic, yet she narrowly avoided the sharp arrows aimed at her as if she had foresight.
The small green ball flew through the air at a high speed like a peregrine falcon, knocking the water arrows into balls of water that splashed onto the ground.
Although the two were in the Qi Refining Stage, their battle awareness was definitely not at the ordinary Qi Refining Stage level. So before they knew it, more and more people gathered around the ring to watch the fight, and some even applauded and cheered for Yun Miao.
Huo Xin couldn't help but cheer, but once he realized what was happening, his ears felt hot and he shut up again. Meanwhile, Niu Rao was mooing happily, already cheering Yun Miao on.
Those who originally thought that the girl was bound to lose were even more shocked.
"Is this still the Qi Refining Stage?"
"Mo Aotian is not in the Qi Refining Stage."
"Of course I know he's not, but that little junior sister is. She's only fifteen, right? How could she fight Mo Aotian so well?"
"Oh my goodness, my brother at the Dharma Peak is already at the Foundation Establishment stage and can only stand and throw fireballs. This junior sister is a good candidate for body training. Why not come to our Body Peak?"
"She was able to break through the Purple Palace during the Qi Refining Stage. Her future sea of consciousness will definitely be broader than that of cultivators of the same level. As the saying goes, a little inspiration can become a talisman. She should come to our Fu Peak!"
"Then I said that she used that magic weapon like an arm and finger, so she should come to our Qifeng!"
Seeing them, someone thought they were arguing about this matter and was immediately speechless: "Well said, you can ask your respective peak masters to ask the master for the person and see if the master is willing to release him."
Only then did they remember that Yun Miao was the master's disciple, and they looked at each other and shut up.
At the same time, Mo Aotian couldn't help but frown when he saw that his attacks were repeatedly avoided by Yun Miao. After the strength was suppressed, the spiritual power he could mobilize in his dantian was naturally only at the level of the seventh level of Qi Refining Stage.
Yun Miao had a hard time hiding, and it was not easy for him to keep attacking like this. Most of the spiritual power he could use had been consumed, and he only had enough to use two more waves of water arrows.
Come to think of it—except for the initial initiative, she has been defending and not attacking. Could it be that she is deliberately consuming his spiritual power?
Mo Aotian immediately changed his strategy. He waved his hand and more than a dozen water arrows appeared in front of him. At the same time, the water that had just splashed on the ground quietly gathered in front of Yun Miao.
The pool of water was very hidden, but many experienced men and women still noticed it. The water arrows were a trick to attract attention. This was a trap. Junior Sister Yun was in trouble!
Yun Miao, who was running, stepped on it. The next second, the water rose up without wind and quickly formed a super small vortex that wrapped around her foot. The water arrow that was ready to be launched immediately shot towards her.
There was another splash of clear water, and Yun Miao, holding up the emerald protective barrier, rushed out from the splashing water!
Those who were already sighing for Yun Miao were immediately overjoyed, with expressions of amazement on their faces. What a quick reaction speed and such a strong fighting awareness!
Mo Aotian's pupils shrank. Didn't she catch him? No, it should be that after she was caught, she activated the defensive barrier at the same moment the vortex formed, so she broke free from the vortex.
But her attention was clearly drawn to his water arrow at the time. Shouldn't she have used that magic weapon to smash the water arrow? How could she react so quickly?
But he didn't have time to dwell on these questions. In the moment he was stunned, Yun Miao, who had been looking for an opportunity to close the distance, finally rushed in front of him. She stretched out her hand and shouted loudly.
"The monkey stole the peach!"
The two moves just now had exhausted Mo Aotian's spiritual energy. Seeing Yun Miao was about to attack his lower body, he immediately bent down and knelt to lower his center of gravity, while reaching out to grab her hand. However, Yun Miao's move was just a feint, and she changed her move halfway through.
"Two dragons fighting for the pearl!"
Mo Aotian had already stretched out his hand, but was a little slow, so he had to raise his palm hastily to block Yun Miao's two fingers that were poking at his eyes.
But at this moment, Mo Aotian suddenly noticed that Yun Miao's mouth curled up strangely, and the next moment, two thin streams of water suddenly came out from her two fingers and rushed straight into his eyes.
Mo Aotian's vision quickly blurred. He immediately tried to swat Yun Miao away with his palm, temporarily creating some distance, but suddenly a whooshing sound rang out, heading straight for his fragile solar plexus. The close proximity meant he didn't even have time to react before he was already being smashed back!
It's her magic weapon...
Mo Aotian felt as if his head had been struck by a mountain. He felt dizzy and a warm liquid slowly flowed from his hair. He staggered to his feet and touched his forehead, only to feel a hand full of scarlet blood.
He seemed to be in a trance, and hadn't recovered yet: "I... lost?"
The originally noisy and bustling martial arts arena had become so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard. It seemed that like Mo Aotian, it was also stunned into a trance, with a blank mind.
As Mo Aotian finished his words of surrender, they finally came to their senses, and then cheers broke out around the ring. Everyone was cheering for Yun Miao, cheering for this unexpected victory, and cheering for this wonderful duel!
Niu Rao: "Junior Sister Yun is really something!"
Huo Xin: "Good job!"
"Yun Miao! Yun Miao! Yun Miao!"
Mo Aotian was awakened by the deafening cheers. He glanced at Lao Niu who was cheering for Yun Miao in the audience, then lowered his eyes, turned around and left without saying a word.
"Mo Aotian."
Yun Miao called him.
"What?" Mo Aotian immediately raised his head fiercely, and with half of his face stained red with blood, he looked even more ferocious.
"Don't worry, I'll send the Xuanxin ore and scales to Danfeng later. You won't lose a single hair."
Yun Miao's figure swayed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, crossed her arms, and smiled smugly, "I'm not afraid you'll default on me, I just wanted to ask you how I felt about my last few moves. Were they impressive?"
Mo Aotian's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Amidst the cheers from the audience, he coldly said, "Sinister and filthy, I'm impressed by him."
Yun Miao: "You're willing to accept defeat, keep your word, and master the water control technique to perfection. You've impressed me today. Mo Aotian, although you lost, I admit you're no coward."
She raised her right fist towards the audience: "Did everyone hear that? I declare that Mo Aotian is not a coward!"
All the senior brothers and sisters laughed and kept raising their right fists at Yun Miao's command.
"Mo Aotian is not a coward!"
"Mo Aotian is not a coward!"
"Mo Aotian is not a coward"
Among the crowd, Niu Rao was the loudest, his voice rumbling like thunder. There was even a bold and unrestrained man who was so excited that he tore off his shirt and beat his well-developed chest muscles to cheer for Mo Aotian.
Mo Aotian was stunned at first, then his handsome face flushed: "Who asked you to announce such a thing?!"
Yun Miao's figure swayed again, but she still forced a wicked smile: "Because only the victor is worthy of showing a broad mind and extraordinary magnanimity at this time."
Mo Aotian was stunned again, then gnashed his teeth in anger: "You bastard! You're playing tricks on me again?!"
He rushed forward and grabbed her collar, wanting to stop her from being so proud. It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that Yun Miao's face was abnormally pale. Is this the normal skin color for humans?
He paused slightly, and the next moment, spots of scarlet blood flowed out of Yun Miao's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Mo Aotian was startled and shook her with one hand.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Stop trying to cheat me. I won't be fooled again!"
"It's okay, just a little bit of wind and frost..."
Yun Miao wanted to act cool again, but before he could finish his words, his vision went dark and he passed out.
The spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to be drawn by something and rushed over, quickly forming a huge spiritual energy vortex with the girl who had fainted on the ground as the center. In an instant, the entire martial arts field was filled with strong winds, flying sand and rocks, and the whistling sound of the wind roared in everyone's ears.
Someone exclaimed: "Is this...an epiphany?"
"Post-battle epiphany, what a genius!"
Huo Xin, who was rushing towards the ring, was blown away by the strong wind and could not move forward. He had no choice but to stop and said to Niu Rao, who had already flown onto the ring, "Brother Niu, quickly send her to the medicinal bathing center!"
"No, Junior Sister Yun..."
"Her sea of consciousness is rioting, and her purple palace is cracking again. Just taking a medicinal bath won't help. Let me do it!"
An angry voice overlapped with Niu Rao's voice. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a short and fat old man appear on the ring at some point.
Niu Rao, who had secretly sent a message to Tian Laokou before, was delighted: "Peak Master! You are finally here."
Old Tian was so angry that he stamped his feet. "Oh my god, I finally managed to glue it back together the night before yesterday, and it's broken again today. She's clearly my senior brother's evil disciple, but why do I always have to clean up her mess? I'm so angry!"
The ladder to heaven was hanging above Yun Miao's head, automatically protecting its master. He raised his hand and pointed, and the jade gourd on his waist immediately flew into the air and sucked both the ladder to heaven and Yun Miao into it. Then the jade gourd rushed straight towards the medicinal bath courtyard.
When Huo Xin saw Tian Laokou flying away, he immediately shouted.
"Master Tian Feng..."
Old Tian roared: "Don't worry, you won't die!"
Before he finished speaking, his voice disappeared on the spot. The spiritual energy vortex dissipated quickly, the strong wind and flying sand gradually subsided, and the entire martial arts field became quiet again.
Mo Aotian subconsciously flew up, then slowly fell back to the ground after he came to his senses. He stood there, not knowing what he was thinking.
Huo Xin hurried towards the medicinal bath house. When he passed by him, he said coldly, "Don't worry, Yun Miao won't blame you."
The crowd gradually dispersed, chatting about what had just happened in groups of three or four. A few people also went over and patted Mo Aotian on the shoulder.
"Junior Sister Yun must think you are a worthy opponent."
"Let's spar together next time we have a chance."
"Don't worry, Master Tian Feng is the King of Pills. If he says he can't die, then he definitely can't die. I heard that when he was young, he even claimed that if you gave him a 10,000-year-old top-grade spirit stone, he could bring even the dead back to life, making the King of Hell open his eyes. That's why he has another nickname: 'Money Blindness'."
"Huh? I heard it's said that even if it's broken into eight pieces, it can be put back together."
"No, it's so good that even if you cut it into pieces, you can stick it back together."
"Nonsense! Even if I'm beaten into a pulp, I can still mold you back into a human form like Nuwa did, and even enlarge your eyes and raise your nose..."
Mo Aotian slapped away the last big hand on his shoulder and said coldly: "I'm not worried about her. And don't touch me. I hate humans."
Several strong men and women smiled at each other. The strong woman who was pushed away patted Mo Aotian's shoulder again with her iron palm and laughed without any concern.
“It has personality, I like it!”
boom!
Mo Aotian's body sank after being hit, and his feet sank into the ground.
Mo Aotian: ...
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There are four large open-air pools in the middle of the medicinal bath courtyard. The disciples who were beaten black and blue in the martial arts field are now soaking in the medicinal bath and wailing. They feel that the potions are like thousands of needles piercing their wounds, making them itchy and painful, which is even more uncomfortable than being beaten.
Every now and then, someone, unable to bear the stimulant of the potion, would try to crawl out, only to be kicked back by the disciples guarding the medicinal bathing academy. Because they were all wearing robes, and repelling water was their primary function, they all floated in the pool like jellyfish, feeling hopeless.
Suddenly, a gust of wind flew over everyone's heads and rushed into a single room in the courtyard for healing. Everyone looked closely and saw a jade gourd hovering in the air above the single room, spitting a white-clothed girl with blood flowing from all seven orifices into a ginger-colored medicinal bath.
The girl first floated flat in the pool, then slowly sank to the bottom, leaving only a trail of gurgling bubbles. A small emerald ball hovered above her, its azure light constantly shielding her. This was clearly the automatic protective function only found in top-grade magical instruments.
At the same time as the girl appeared, everyone immediately felt the surrounding spiritual energy surge, like a tide, from all directions, wave after wave, toward the medicinal bath house. Then, it poured into the room through the open wooden door.
A vortex of spiritual energy that could only be 'seen' by divine consciousness took shape again. The ginger-colored pool water was stirred and surged by the spiritual energy, forming a water vortex visible to the naked eye.
Tian Laokou stood by the pool with a look of surprise on his face. Ordinary meditation required concentration and calmness, without too many distractions. The conditions required for enlightenment were even more demanding, and the slightest movement could break the enlightened person's mysterious state.
He had to move Yun Miao at this critical moment because saving her life was the most important thing. He thought that this would definitely interrupt her enlightenment, but he didn't expect that it would have no effect on her at all. This was a pleasant surprise.
Two sudden realizations in just a few days... This level of understanding is more than just genius. Even that enlightened Buddhist disciple would have to admit defeat...
But now is not the time to think about these things. Tian Laokou raised his hand and waved it. The jade gourd in the air poured a colorless liquid into the pool that was as clear as spring water and as fragrant as honey. The formation arranged in the room also lit up immediately. The originally violent vortex of spiritual energy became docile under the combing of the formation.
The ginger-colored liquid, aided by the formation, rhythmically washed over Yun Miao's body. The already potent medicinal power became even more potent after mixing with the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk. The unconscious Yun Miao subconsciously tried to save herself, absorbing countless spiritual energies into her body, which were then rapidly converted into the most healing water spiritual energy, which was then sent into her Purple Palace.
The three forces mixed together and went up along her tendons and veins, rapidly filling the cracks in her purple palace like super glue.
Tian Laokou himself released spiritual energy through the air, helping Yun Miao sort out the chaotic sea of consciousness within the Purple Mansion. The convergence of strands of spiritual consciousness is called the sea of consciousness, and the Purple Mansion is the container that holds the sea of consciousness for cultivators.
If a normal cultivator's sea of consciousness could be compared to a calm ocean with occasional ripples, then Yun Miao's sea of consciousness was a turbulent sea constantly stirring up tsunamis. It was under the impact of these "tsunamis" that the Purple Mansion gradually cracked.
Fortunately, it is not difficult for a strong man like Tian Laokou to sort out the sea of consciousness in the foundation-building period, it is just a little troublesome.
The turmeric-colored liquid in the pool disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye as Yun Miao absorbed it unconsciously. Several times, her purple palace was almost completely destroyed by the "tsunami", but she managed to hold on with the efforts of many parties.
No one could count how many times her fragile purple palace had been washed away by the "tsunami" that was higher than the previous wave, nor could anyone count how many times her purple palace had cracked and healed.
Tian Laokou could only "see" through his spiritual sense that her purple palace was constantly expanding and becoming more solid through these repeated destructions and reshapings. For a container, a larger volume meant it could store more spiritual consciousness in the future, while becoming harder also meant it would no longer be as fragile as it was today.
"It's a blessing in disguise..."
Tian Laokou turned around and shouted to the disciples in the yard.
"Please refill my water and add more Xuanhuang Powder, the more the better!"
People outside say that Meng Shi, the head of Ti Peak, is a ruthless man who can shake the mountains and rivers with one punch and turn Luoxia Peak into Luoxia Valley. However, few people know that although this woman looks big and strong, she actually has insights into pharmacology that are not inferior to his.
Hehe, anyway, all the expenses of the medicinal bath house are charged to the body peak account, so give me more! Give me more!
The disciples in the yard were originally staring blankly, but upon hearing what was said, they hurriedly responded. One of them immediately went to the pharmacy to refill the water and medicine in this single room.
The disciples in the open-air pool were drawn to the scene and no longer cared about wailing. They whispered to each other, "I know Master Tian Feng. Who is in the pool?"
"I didn't see clearly, but judging by her clothes, she seemed to be a woman."
"What's with that spiritual energy? It looks like it was attracted by that woman."
"Bleeding from all seven orifices, seriously injured and unconscious, I guess it's probably caused by a terminal lucidity."
"Who has such a big fuss about a last gasp of enlightenment? This is called enlightenment. Do you understand, you country bumpkin?"
"How dare you call me a country bumpkin?"
"How about I scold you?"
"You're a country bumpkin. I've been disliking you for a long time. If you're brave enough, come fight me in the martial arts arena!"
"Let's go!"
The two men were pinching each other's necks and cursing as they prepared to climb out of the pool. The female disciple in charge of guarding the pool walked over with a sneer, and kicked forward with a gust of wind wrapped around her calf. The two men's flesh, cannons, and bullets immediately fell back into the pool, splashing water.
"No one used this tactic eight hundred years ago. Save your energy. No one can escape until your wounds are fully healed!"
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The author has something to say: Master Chang: Impossible, my child is very well behaved, she would never hit anyone!
Mo Aotian: QAQ
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