Chapter 120: Kill the Wandering Immortal with Warm Wine!
Grand Commander of Jianghuai?
Zuo Laoguai had a sullen face and said nothing, the words engraved on the stone gate appearing in his mind.
The eight characters are annoying, but their shapes are as sharp as iron and silver, and their tips are as sharp as swords. They must be the work of a master of kendo.
The other party's origin is unknown, but his own identity has been exposed.
Zuo Youxian made a seal with his left hand and paced back and forth, feeling undecided.
Seven or eight men in gray martial uniforms from the Fan Mansion were serving nearby, not moving, and no one wanted to bear the ancestor's wrath.
"Is there any other news?"
"While the ancestor was away, two other people came looking for him, but they had nothing to do with Senior Brother Zhang's matter."
"Who?"
"One is Zhou Laofang, the younger brother of Sect Master Zhou of Guanjun City, and the other is Elder Wen of the Yin Gui Sect. Zhou Laofang invited me to Guanjun to discuss the Dao, while Elder Wen invited me to Xiangyang for a banquet."
"oh?"
Zuo Youxian was not young, but his skin was as white and tender as a baby's, and he had a pair of goat-like eyes. At that moment, his eyes were fixed, and his evil look made the disciples dare not look at him.
I didn't expect so many things to happen during my trip to Bashu.
"Where are they?"
The disciple replied respectfully, "Elder Wen left a message and left. Elder Zhou said he would come back here in a while."
He repeated Elder Wen's words word for word.
After hearing this, Zuo Youxian shook his shoulders and laughed, and the hilt of the sword exposed on his left shoulder trembled along with it.
"They're fighting each other to the death and they're trying to drag me down with them. It's ridiculous."
The gray-robed disciple added, "Old Zhou said Champion City holds the highest secret of the Heavenly Demon Strategy."
Zuo Youxian's eyes flashed with greed as he stroked his goatee:
"My great Dharma is almost complete, so why would you covet the Dharma of the Evil Extreme Sect? What good intentions could they have?"
"Go get some paper and pen and send me a secret letter."
"yes."
The disciple who answered the question withdrew, and Zuo Youxian called three more people to ask questions, all of which were related to the Grand Commander of Jianghuai.
Ask about his appearance, swordsmanship, skills, and background.
He also sought out military officers and staff who were familiar with the situation in the Qingliu area of Lujiang, and told them where the Jianghuai Army's forces were.
After Zuo Youxian fully understood the situation, his three disciples disguised themselves and rode east on horseback.
Pass the clear stream of Liuhe and head straight to Yongfu.
The disciples of the Taoist master knew secretly that if the master stayed in Luzhou, the matter would never end well.
Zhang Shan'an is not only a true disciple, but also controls an entire county. He holds a unique position in the sect and is not someone who can be easily discarded.
If the ancestor pretends to be deaf and dumb, the Taoist disciples will have to retreat when they meet the great commander in the future.
After Zhang Shan'an's death, Lujiang County was divided into many factions.
Only by making a strong voice can we intimidate all the heroes and regain power.
Many days after the winter solstice, the disciples of Daozu were ready to take action.
But Zuo Youxian seemed to be indifferent to everything. He lived quietly in Fan Mansion, meditating and practicing Qi.
He never left his house and isolated himself from outside visitors.
Apart from the person who delivers meals every day, it is rare to see anyone else.
How could outsiders know that his Renbing sword technique was based on the Shaoyin Heart Meridian of Hand, where the spirit was in the heart and kidneys, while the Ziwu Gang circulated through the Ren and Du meridians, which was a wonderful method of separating the spirit and energy.
Only by extinguishing the fire in your heart can you achieve peace of mind.
When the Qi and the spirit are both calm, one is at the peak of his power.
Since returning from Bashu, Zuo Youxian's aura has been changing every day.
He shook off all the fatigue from running around and the dust from the world.
His strange appearance had not changed, but he revealed the wonders of the Taoist method passed down from generation to generation. When he was meditating, his spirit was calm, and his every move was simple and true. If he was not a martial arts master, how could he have such a subtle demeanor?
The 25th day of the Anchao calendar.
After the Lesser Cold, it is the 29th or 39th day of the coldest period of winter. It is freezing outside, and even warriors with weak internal strength have to wear an extra layer of clothing.
When Ma returned to Lujiang, the true disciple brought back a letter.
Zuo Youxian read the letter carefully and couldn't help but sneer. It turned out that the person was really a junior.
With a grim look on his face, he burned the letter.
The Fan Mansion.
Patriarch Zuo took out the Sword Spirit Manual, and with each page he turned, his face became more confident.
Inside Qingliu City.
Master Zhou Tianshi held the Sword Gang manuscript in his hand, and with every page he turned, the look of understanding on his face grew more pronounced.
"I see."
After some study, I finally understood the true method of Taoism.
Looking at the acupoints marked with cinnabar in the secret book, Zhou Yi's mind flashed with the image of the Qi flowing through the Ren and Du meridians.
The so-called Ziwu Gang, Ziwu refers to the time.
The method derived from the Gang method is not limited to two hours, but covers all time. At different times, the Gang Qi circulates in different acupuncture points.
It is very different from the Kan water Gang.
Zhou Yi's internal energy can flow on the sword, which is an external change.
Zuo Youxian traveled around the Ren and Du meridians, seeking change within, and then combined it with the Ren and Bing sword techniques, separating his spirit and energy. He deeply understood the principles of rising and falling back and forth, and using the false to gain the true.
Shen Yan sword technique, the qi flows through the Ren and Du meridians.
This method of multitasking will prevent the opponent from detecting any flaws in your sword moves.
At that time, I can only fight against his sword head-on.
This makes up for the lack of agility in the罡气 and makes it a truly flawless sword.
Unfortunately
If one wants to break through to the eighteenth level of sword energy, one needs to combine the separated spiritual energies together again.
Furthermore, on the basis of multitasking, the primordial spirit merges with the primordial energy, and the Ren and Du meridians merge with the true meridians. Circling around, the sword energy flows in unison.
The true teachings of the Taoist Patriarch are truly marvelous.
Zhou Yi paced back and forth in the room with the secret book in his hand.
He thought of his Kanli sword energy and his Ziwu sword energy, which were like two flowers in bloom.
The Kanli sword energy does not have so many changes and is extremely neutral. It is practiced from the inside and circulated outside. It requires accumulation over time and continuous refinement of the energy, so it is very sharp and can adjust the fire sword energy.
Maybe the upper limit is similar, but the threshold of Kanli is higher.
No wonder Fellow Daoist Song Yinzi only has one disciple.
The Ziwu Sword Aura has a clever power that can be practiced at different times of the day to reduce the difficulty at the beginning. However, when one tries to multitask and the spirit is separated, it will suddenly stump a lot of people.
Therefore, this old monster Zuo only has one decent disciple, Zhang Shan'an.
Others cannot get the true teachings.
If you only practice ordinary techniques below Ziwu, you can't touch the Renbing sword technique which requires the separation of Qi and spirit.
Therefore, each of these people used a single-edged sword, seeking simplicity within simplicity, and their internal energy was sparse.
The Ziwu Gangqi method gave Zhou Yi a lot of inspiration.
At this time, he also read the two ancient books "Xuan Yi" and "Fa Xian".
They were compiled by Feng Heng, a native of Longxi, during the Eastern Han Dynasty, which is said to have been done before the establishment of Louguan Dao.
Just like when Cang Qu compiled the Heavenly Demon Strategy, he also searched through all kinds of rare books and traced it back to a long time ago, even to the time when Guangchengzi taught Huangdi the secret of immortality.
This Feng Heng was called the Taoist Qingniu. He practiced the art of fasting and took Coptis chinensis and Atractylodes macrocephala to prolong his life.
Later he entered the Bird and Beast Mountain and met an immortal who gave him the "True Shape Map of the Five Mountains".
He mostly studied Laozi and Zhuangzi, and also researched the classics of Louguan.
What is recorded in the two ancient books is the source of the separation of Qi and Spirit in the true teachings of the Taoist Ancestor.
Zhou Yi flipped through the two volumes more than once.
Mr. Zhang, I am not joking.
My mind became calm and the desire to retreat became stronger and stronger.
However, a sudden letter of challenge broke this tranquility.
"Declaration of war?"
Zhou Yi took the note with small words written on it from Xu Xingzhi's hand.
"This Demon Sect Grandmaster was quite cautious, fearing the Qingliu City army, so he arranged a battle in the wild. When he wanted to escape, he simply fled to the mountains and forests. No matter how many people came, they couldn't stop him."
Xu Xingzhi snorted, not wanting Zhou Yi to take any risks.
How could anyone in the martial arts world not know the names of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect?
He looked at his master and found him smiling:
"I killed so many of his followers and then taunted him. If he doesn't come, he'll be humiliated. If I don't accept this letter of challenge, it would be a sign of weakness. He'll regain his reputation and try to overpower me. If I'm right, the news has probably spread."
Xu Xingzhi nodded in response, and suddenly realized:
"Did you deliberately lead him here?"
"good."
Zhou Yi folded the letter of challenge and stuffed it back into the envelope.
"Haven't you met Fan Wenchu? Only after I cured Zuo Youxian could he take over Lujiang."
The eyes of Xu Xing radiate light:
"Although Fan Wenchu has roots in Lujiang County, his prestige was shattered by Zhang Shan'an. Now that he has fled to our area, his authority has been completely shattered. It would be nearly impossible for him to reorganize Lujiang County on his own. However, if the Heavenly Master were to defeat him, Zuo Youxian would be the perfect stepping stone."
This Fan Wenchu can regain power by borrowing the power of the Heavenly Master!"
"Luzhou is the throat of the Huai River and the lips and teeth of Jiangnan. Once it is captured, the key points of Wu and Chu will be in our hands."
"Several counties are connected, hundreds of thousands of soldiers are fully equipped, and granaries are in hand. The foundation of the Jiangbei and Huaihe Rivers is unshakable!"
Xu Xingzhi clenched his left fist and spoke excitedly.
Suddenly he asked again:
"But, this Zuo Youxian is a famous senior after all. Is the Heavenly Master sure?"
"Hahaha!"
Zhou Yilang laughed and strode out.
Xu Xingzhi was startled by his aura, and then heard a voice from outside:
"I was just worried he'd be too late."
…
The severe cold is gradually approaching. The clear stream is sandwiched between the Yangtze River and the Huai River. The wet wind blowing should be cold to the bone.
But recently the atmosphere in the city has changed drastically, especially among the martial artists who are familiar with the affairs of the martial arts world, everyone is extremely excited.
A thatched shed with the word "Tea" on it in the west of the city is already full of wanderers.
Several strong men from Jiangdu who had just sat down opened their coats, revealing their bronze muscles, and were not afraid of the cold at all.
He drank the hot tea in one gulp, not at all afraid of the heat.
It can be seen that he is a domineering and tough guy who can roll in water and go into fire.
"I was fighting with some barbarians at Yangzijin Ferry when I heard from a friend on the street that General Zhou was going to fight against the eight masters of the Demon Sect. This news is shocking. Could it be true?"
The people from Jiangdu glanced around.
Without the need for the locals to answer, a long-haired man carrying a silver spear spoke in a Qilu accent:
"It couldn't be more true. I've seen a notice from the Jianghuai Camp, telling the residents of the city to rest assured that the battle will take place in the suburbs and won't affect the city."
Many outsiders were excited when they heard about it.
The guy in charge of pouring tea pointed towards the western city wall.
Proudly said:
"Three days later, outside this city wall."
"What's there to be afraid of from the eight great masters of the Demon Sect? My Grand Commander can defeat them as easily as taking something out of a bag."
He introduced it to outsiders:
"That great thief from Langya has been causing trouble for years, gathering tens of thousands of bandits and wreaking havoc on the area. Since the arrival of the Grand Commander, the heads of the seven thieves have been hung on the city walls for over ten days. Now, which thief dares to cause trouble here?"
When the local people of Qingliu heard his words, they all cheered from the bottom of their hearts.
Such a scene made many men of the world feel warm in their hearts.
Some of them heard that the Jianghuai Army was recruiting good men at the main camp, so they drank their tea and quickly headed towards the camp.
This time, it’s not just the locals from Jianghuai.
Because it is not far from Jiangdu, and Jiangdu is the most prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, gathering guests from all over the country.
Upon hearing the news of the war, they naturally flocked to the scene.
Even Jiangdu Governor Yuchi Sheng could not stop it. He controlled the Jiangdu army, but he did not have the courage to offend so many people in the martial arts world.
The day before the Great Cold, the sky was covered with dark clouds and it seemed like it was going to snow.
It was the day before the war.
After Xu Xingzhi received accurate information from the Jukun Gang, he discussed it with Li Jing, and the two hurried to the navy camp.
Zhou Yi received this information but did not process it.
He also sent someone to pass the message to Liuhe and hand it over to Du Fuwei.
All aspects of Qingliu City have stabilized, and there are many secret agents in the city to control various channels.
Xu Xingzhi will naturally be exposed to all kinds of information.
At around 3 p.m., Xu Xingzhi, who was handling various miscellaneous affairs in the office, heard someone report it and immediately showed joy.
Someone actually came to deliver a horse.
"Which caravan is it?"
"It's the Hejiang Caravan from Liyang."
After hearing this, Xu Xingzhi praised inwardly.
He knew this very well and it had something to do with the origins of the Jiang Ma Gang.
He then led someone to invite the leader of the horse caravan, whose surname was Liu, to come over and talk. Leader Liu did not stay long and sent more than 30 strong horses. He then took out a letter and a small package and asked him to pass it on to the commander-in-chief.
Xu Xingzhi readily agreed and tried to persuade him to stay.
But Boss Liu still said goodbye and left.
In Qingliu South City, Xu Xingzhi watched the Jiang Ma Gang leave.
Apart from doing business, Pegasus Ranch never gets involved in world disputes in accordance with their ancestral teachings.
This time, a batch of good horses were sent here in the name of doing business. Although the number is not large, the treatment is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.
At least, Xu Xingzhi could feel the other party's kindness.
He looked at the letter in his hand and weighed the package.
My lord, you still have to work hard.
Just as he was about to deliver the letter, a spy from his Ju Kun Gang suddenly ran to the south of the city and reported the news from the east of the city.
Xu Xing's original intention was to deliver the letter first and then deal with the matters in the east of the city.
Who would have thought that after listening to what the Kun Gang members said, they had no choice but to ask someone to deliver the things to the government office first.
Walking through the crowded crowd.
I rushed all the way to the north of the city and waited for a while on the city wall.
Sure enough, a girl in a black skirt appeared.
She wore a long sword at her waist and read a book as she walked. When she was near the city, she looked up at the city wall.
As the news of the battle between the Jianghuai Grand Commander and the Demon Sect masters spread, there were a lot of people on the road.
However, the girl's steps were exquisite.
No matter how many people are around, no one can touch her.
He walked along the muddy road without getting a speck of dust on him.
In fact, the whole person exudes an incomparable wonderful temperament.
Under that aura, she appeared bright and profound, like the most wonderful ice flower in the north wind.
Xu Xingzhi was also a martial artist. Just one look at the city wall made his heart skip a beat.
The way the girl read the book was quite similar to the man's expression when he opened the classic.
He took a deep breath and hurried forward to meet him.
Although this is the first time I have seen this person, I have heard of his name countless times.
In fact, there were many times when this phrase came out of that person's mouth inadvertently.
We dare not be negligent in our actions, nor can we cause too much noise.
As he walked up, the girl looked up at him.
"Girl, are you here to look for someone?"
"No, I just came to watch the fun, don't tell anyone."
After she finished speaking, she flashed into the city.
Xu Xingzhi was stunned.
He couldn't help but look back at the place where the figure disappeared, and actually felt a sense of inexplicable pressure.
However, it still needs to be said.
He rushed all the way to the government office and delivered the things brought by the Hejiang Caravan to the Grand Commander's tent.
After Zhou Yi received the letter, he opened it and took a look.
A piece of white paper with no words on it.
When he opened the package again, he found exquisite pigments such as ochre, azurite, gamboge, two fine brushes, and a roll of silk.
In an instant, he smiled slightly, and understood the host's intention.
So I maintained a tacit understanding with her and continued this rare friendship through writing.
He wrote some 'weird ideas' on the blank page.
He also drew simple paintings on brocade.
It will be done in two incense sticks.
He immersed himself in the painting for a moment, and his whole body became still. Xu Xingzhi, who was standing beside him, could sense it, so he didn't say anything.
He waited until Zhou Yi put down his pen before helping with the chores.
"Mr. Xu, do you have anything else to say?"
Xu Xingzhi bowed and said excitedly, "I wish the Grand Commander a great victory."
Then he whispered another sentence.
Zhou Yi stood up upon hearing this, looked outside, and then sat down again.
Xu Xingzhi left with the silk letter. When he left the Jianghuai Army tent, it was already dusk outside.
At night, light snow fell from the sky.
Zhou Yi first had a conversation with Li Jing, and then returned to his small courtyard next to the government office.
Instead of rushing to bed, he studied the scriptures in his room.
Nearing the hour of Hai, the snowflakes gradually grew larger and were already the size of a fingernail.
All around was quiet, with only the sound of falling snow.
Zhou Yi, who was reading a book, suddenly smiled. He felt something in his heart. He put the book down, lit the lamp and looked out the window.
After a while, someone entered the yard.
The man did not hide his footsteps, as if he felt that he could not hide them.
Walk in with confidence.
When you get to the door, knock three times.
Zhou Yi stood up and opened the door. He opened it too quickly, and the wind that was sucked in disturbed the snow outside and lifted the skirt of the visitor.
He saw a beautiful little face with a pure and beautiful appearance, and gentle eyes that could melt the winter snow.
"Master Zhou."
The girl smiled, and after seeing him, even the mysterious aura on her body disappeared completely.
"It's cold outside, come in."
Zhou Yi let her in, closed the door, and lit another lamp, turning it from one to two so that the lights in the room would not be lonely.
Dugu Feng sat down and put down the small basket in her hand.
Zhou Yi was curious about what was inside.
"I heard that things have been going on in Jiangdu lately, and I imagine your family is not having an easy time either, so I only wrote you a few letters. My status doesn't make it appropriate for me to go to Jiangdu to look for you right now."
Zhou Yi was about to pour tea when Dugu Feng raised his hand to block him.
"You're right. I'm caught up in a lot of things."
"Then why did you come to me?"
"Can you guess?"
"Want to join me in dealing with Old Monster Zuo?"
The girl met his gaze, a faint blush on her pretty face: "I was a little worried, but I think it was unnecessary."
"However, before that, I still want to encourage you."
As she spoke, she opened the small basket she was carrying.
He reached out and took out a white porcelain wine pot and a pair of white jade cups from the basket.
Without waiting for Zhou Yi to speak, she had already filled a glass and handed it to him with both hands.
Zhou Yi took it and she poured herself another glass.
The lights on the left and right flickered, shaking the wine in the cup and making it sparkle. The crystal white jade cup was filled with wine, and it was already drunk.
The sound of gentle clinking glasses.
The wine is warm when you touch it.
"Hot wine in the snow to boost your spirit, Master Zhou, tomorrow on a snowy day, I'll see you slay the wandering immortal."
"good."
Hearing this gentle and delicate voice, Zhou Yi looked away from the cup and only looked into the girl's charming eyes. After responding, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
Warm wine goes down your throat and warms your heart and lungs.
At this moment, he felt a surge of pride.
It seems that a sword has been unsheathed, and even if the demon fairy is in front of him, he will be killed.
The girl followed him and drank the wine too.
Zhou Yi was about to speak when Dugu Feng blinked, put her slender finger to her lips, and gestured to him to keep quiet.
She stood up and put the wine utensils back into the bamboo basket.
Then he opened the door and walked out.
Zhou Yi ignored her attempts to keep quiet: "Xiao Feng, have a few more drinks."
"I only warmed two cups."
"I have one at home."
After hearing this, she turned around and said with a smile: "No, you should rest early."
Zhou Yi looked at her and tried to persuade her to stay: "It's freezing outside, and the north wind is strong. Don't leave. Stay at my house."
The girl's pretty face turned red, as if she was drunk after just one drink.
Then he added, "I've reserved a room just for you."
Dugu Feng quickened her pace, fearing that if she heard him talk again, she would really stay.
One lift up and go up to the house.
Her worldly life was far better than before. This time she was a fleeting glimpse, leaving no trace on the snow.
However, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, if your mind becomes distracted, they will lose their effectiveness.
So sometimes there were no footprints, sometimes they were deep and sometimes they were shallow.
I wonder how Grandma Dugu would feel if she saw this scene.
After a while, a Taoist priest stood in the courtyard, looking up at the night sky.
He murmured:
"Old Monster Zuo, I must kill him!"
…
The night sky was washed clean by the snow, and the next day the world was all white, with clear light stretching across the universe.
But the north wind is stronger, the snow is heavier, and the goose feathers are flying all over the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers!
To the west of the clear stream, the glacier is frozen and the snow covers the cold shore.
At this moment.
There were two people standing in the wind and snow, holding swords, stepping on ice more than a foot thick.
This place is only a few hundred steps away from Qingliu City. Even standing on the top of the city, you can clearly see this tributary of Chushui. Looking back, behind the two of them is the remnant of Langya, hidden in the wind and snow, looming.
A large number of warriors from the Jianghuai area gathered together.
Crowds of spectators gathered inside and outside Qingliu City.
Many people came from Jiangdu, but they were also passers-by in Qi, Lu, Yan, Zhao, Sanqin and other places.
In this battle, both sides did not break their promise. Although no action was taken at this time, it was already heart-stirring.
Many eyes were focused on the two masters of the time.
The sound of discussion echoed everywhere.
The Grand Commander of Jianghuai was a genius of his time and had become a master at a young age.
Zuo Youxian, who was wearing a brown-gray Taoist robe, was a senior of the Demon Sect who had been famous for a long time. He was ranked among the eight great masters of the Demon Sect and had been famous in the martial arts world for decades.
Although General Zhou is talented, it is almost impossible for him to surpass Zuo Youxian in terms of martial arts skills.
If we talk about techniques.
The Ziwu sword energy, which was passed down by the Taoist ancestor, is extremely sharp and has no flaws.
In this battle, even though the Grand Commander had the reputation of killing the Langya thief and could get the support of Jiangbei warriors such as Qingliu and Luzhou, mentally, he still had to move closer to Zuo Laoguai.
If someone is not sure, how can they dare to issue a declaration of war?
As for the reasons behind the declaration of war, although some people discussed it, in such an occasion, the reasons were no longer important.
Many people looked towards Qingliu City.
General Du of the Jianghuai Army was in the center. He came from Liuhe to watch the battle in person.
Now that the Jianghuai army is strong, Du Fuwei's status has also risen.
Others naturally paid attention to his expression.
At this time, Lao Du looked relaxed and leisurely, as if he was not worried about his own commander-in-chief at all.
Suddenly, there was a "crackling" sound coming from the ice in the distance!
Everyone fell silent and looked at it intently.
The two masters did not take any action, but the energy of their qi collided and the thick ice on the Chushui tributary cracked!
The aura of a warrior is originally difficult to see.
The wind and snow understand people's hearts and continue to shape the glaciers.
The Grand Commander's white robe fluttered in the wind and snow, never falling. The energy generated by the robe made the nearby snowflakes disappear into a vacuum, and even blew them back up into the sky.
Old Monster Zuo was like a sword drawn from its sheath. He turned into a human-shaped sword energy. Snow could not touch him and the wind would blow him away.
The old monster had a bald head, but he had two tufts of long hair hanging down like a beard on his temples, reaching his broad shoulders. The hair fluttered slightly, giving him a unique and elegant look.
But when paired with baby skin, it looks extremely evil.
The two stood along the north-south direction, with the wind blowing from the west.
But the wind and snow pressed towards the south and then towards the north. This was the collision of their momentum, manifested in the wind and snow.
General Zhou held his sword motionless, and Old Monster Zuo also held his sword motionless.
Gradually.
As the two sides fought, the wind and snow began to press towards Zuo Laoguai.
The Grand Commander was not afraid of the reputation of the senior masters, and had no fear in his heart. That was why he was able to suppress Old Monster Zuo in terms of fighting spirit and momentum!
Now some fights!
The people watching the excitement around were overjoyed.
"I've seen quite a few young people in the martial arts world, and you're quite talented. But it's a shame that you've offended me."
Zuo Youxian's goat eyes were filled with confidence:
"But you dare to come here, which is rare. I, the ancestor, will give you a decent death."
"Hahaha--!"
The young men's laughter shook the countryside:
"Old Monster Zuo, your sword energy may not be powerful, but you are very good at telling jokes. From now on, when people talk about you being ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, they will bring up your name, Zuo Youxian."
"How dare you!"
Zuo Youxian's expression froze:
"You know that my Ziwu Gang has reached the eighteenth level, and I am suffering from the lack of an opponent.
Since our sect's founder, our ancestor Changmei, no one has reached my level. How dare you, a brat still wet behind the ears, speak so brazenly in front of the ancestor?"
After he finished speaking, he snorted coldly, his momentum suddenly fierce.
Many people around were shocked, their minds affected.
But Zhou Yi remained indifferent:
"The sword energy of the Long Eyebrow Patriarch is the same as the flow, perfect. Your sword energy is a copy of a tiger but it is a dog, with many flaws. What is there to be proud of?"
While Zhou Yi was talking, Zuo Youxian was counting the time with his fingers.
Noon is almost here.
He just spoke, firstly to distract his mind, and secondly to delay time.
At noon, he was confident that he could unleash the strongest power of Ziwu Gang.
He suddenly sneered.
"You do know a little bit, but it's useless to just talk. Take a look at my sword energy and see if there are any flaws you mentioned."
As Zuo Youxian's sword was unsheathed, an indestructible and cold aura immediately emanated from it, which was directed at the tip of the sword pointing at Zhou Yi, domineering and sinister.
As he raised his sword, a crack continued to spread on the glacier. Wherever the sword pointed, the ice cracked.
Such a brutal move makes one's back feel cold.
Only then did the onlookers understand the power of the eight great masters of the Demon Sect.
Wherever the sword points, how dare you confront it?
“Clang~!”
The sound of swords being drawn rang out again, followed by the crackling sound of ice breaking. Zhou Yi pointed his sword at Zuo Youxian, and the sword surface rolled with flowing energy, crystal clear.
Suddenly, the air around the sword twisted slightly, as if a layer of fire appeared.
"Look, it's raining, it's raining!"
Someone cried out in surprise, and saw raindrops as big as beans falling all around the Grand Commander.
All the onlookers were shocked. The snow that had not fallen to the ground melted prematurely.
The fierceness of his sword energy is hard to imagine, even stronger than that of Old Monster Zuo.
"Zuo Youxian, draw your sword."
Zhou Yi smiled coldly, as if he saw through everything about Zuo Youxian:
"Since you are old and frail, and a veteran in the martial arts world, I will give you the first opportunity to strike with your sword. Otherwise, once I strike, you won't even have the chance to respond."
His voice was emotionless, and anyone who put themselves in the shoes of Zuo Laoguai would feel inexplicable pressure.
"How can your outrageous words destroy my righteousness?"
Zuo Youxian calculated the time and felt relieved.
It's noon!
"Boy, prepare to die!"
He let out a long shout, and suddenly saw Zhou Yi holding a sword in his right hand, making a Taoist seal with his left hand, and tapping his thumb from the first joint of his middle finger to the second joint, his movements exactly the same as his.
It seems that he is also calculating the time.
At this time, his qi circulated through the Du channel and then to the Ren channel.
Practicing the skill at noon secretly coordinates with the circulation of Qi in the meridians and can activate the Shenque acupoint to the utmost.
It was the peak moment of his divine power.
Even his direct disciple Zhang Shan'an had no way of knowing these secrets. Without decades of immersion in Ziwu Gang, one would never be able to achieve this understanding.
A junior, huh!
The energy in his hands weakened by three points at first, and then immediately increased by five points.
This is the ultimate confidence of a master of magic!
Zuo Lao Mo and Bian Bufu made a completely different choice. His wrist shook seven times in an instant, like the light of the Big Dipper, and his fingers brushed across the sword. The movement was so fast that it could not be seen clearly with the eyes.
The noon yang burns through the Ren and Bing blades, and the Shaoyin is used to reveal the true power.
Zuo Youxian's spirit and soul separated, and he stepped into the罡斗 (Gang Dou). With a sound of ice explosion, a gray shadow flashed!
The glacier exploded, and the moment he drew his sword, his energy shot out in all directions as if his spirit and energy were split apart!
In the blink of an eye, the long sword was two feet away from Zhou Yi's chest, and the sword tip pointed at twelve major acupoints, containing the mystery of the twelve-hour rotation and countless changes of moves.
To stare at the edge of his sword was like seeing a sundial suddenly point to noon.
A huge sundial seemed to be smashing down, and except for the piece of solid ice that Zhou Yi was standing on, the ice around him was completely split by the罡气.
The Chu River exploded, the ice collapsed and the wind broke, and the Ziwu Gang Fa blossomed to the extreme of Zuo Youxian.
Zhou Yi seemed not to see the murderous intent, and swung the Kanli sword, slashing at the intersection of Zuo Youxian's Shenque and Qi sea.
The spirit goes to Shenque, the qi sinks to the qi sea, and they separate at noon.
This is Zhou Yi's hard work over the past half month.
Zuo Laoguai's expression changed drastically. He drew his sword first, but the sword did not hit Zhou Yi.
His weak point of separating Qi and Spirit was broken by the opponent first!
How did it happen?!
The indestructible sword energy was found to have a fatal weakness.
"He really calculated the energy flowing through my Ren and Du meridians."
Zuo Laoguai's sword skills were in chaos, and he tried to block with his sword at the limit. However, the energy on the sword was weakened by at least 40%, and Zhou Yi's full-strength attack cut the sword in half!
It’s over!
The sword energy of Lihuo rushed over, and Old Monster Zuo screamed miserably, and his flowing hair was burned into one long and one short.
Blood spurted from his chest, and he slammed into the icy water with a bang.
All this happened in a flash.
The Chu River surged with waves. Zhou Yi held the sword in one hand, his wrist turned and placed it behind his back. The floating ice beneath his feet swayed with the energy, and he stared at a pool of blood.
“Ancestor~~!!”
Many of Daozu's true disciples who were watching the fight screamed, but were too frightened to step forward.
How is this possible?
Ancestor Zuo was defeated by a single sword strike!
They didn't even dare to glance at the white shadow.
No one knew better than them how powerful the ancestor was, but he did not allow the other party to use the second sword.
On the Qingliu city wall, the leisurely Old Du now had a look of horror on his face, and his body trembled.
The warriors in Jiangbei were completely stunned.
Only in one corner of the city wall, the black-clothed girl's face melted away from the trace of worry and showed joy. There was no more wind and snow in her eyes, only the figure in white standing there holding a sword.
Suddenly, the figure in white turned his head slightly.
He glanced in her direction, as if wanting to ask her for another glass of wine.
Xu Xingzhi jumped onto the top of the city gate and shouted, "Zuo Youxian, one of the eight great masters of the Demon Sect, was defeated in one move! The Grand Commander's power is unparalleled!"
Numerous Jianghuai soldiers shouted in cheers, their voices shaking the city walls and spreading a sharp aura to numerous martial artists.
Soon, Zuo Youxian floated up from the icy water.
He was covered in blood and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Zhou Yi was just about to ask someone to carry the spoils back when he suddenly heard the sound of wind.
"Friend Zuo, are you still alive?!"
Seven people ran out from the crowd watching the fight.
They rushed directly towards the glacier, led by a short and fat man. He was extremely fast and carried a large vermilion coffin on his shoulders.
The six people behind him were all dressed in black, and each one was faster than the other.
Zhou Laofang crossed the water and pulled Zuo Youxian out of the water.
He looked towards Zuo Youxian and his eyes lit up.
This old monster still has a breath.
He casually injected a stream of true energy into Zuo Youxian.
"Friend Zuo, hold on a little while. My brother will inject a profound zhenqi into you, and your life will be saved."
He turned to Zhou Yi and said:
"Grand Commander, Fellow Daoist Zuo has already lost. I am here to collect his body."
Before Zhou Yi agreed, he threw Zuo Youxian into the coffin.
Then he ran away.
"Leave it to me."
As soon as Zhou Yi spoke, Zhou Laofang ran even faster. He relied on this skill of lightness to get around. Even now, he was walking with the coffin on his back, and he was still as fast as flying.
At the same time, the four black-clad masters behind him rushed towards Zhou Yi desperately and shouted in unison:
"Grand Commander, stop!"
The ice in Chushui exploded again.
All four of them are top-notch masters.
They slapped out their palms together, stirring up wind and snow. Zhou Yi faced four of them alone, raising their palms to face them.
The onlookers around who wanted to step forward were frightened and took a few steps back.
The terrifying evil spirit pressed down, as if dyeing the snowflakes black, which undoubtedly exposed the identities of several people.
It was the master of the Demon Sect in the Coffin Palace!
To this day, the Champion Coffin Palace has long been famous throughout the world. The four extremely evil masters are extremely vicious and have mastered the legendary Dao Heart Demon.
The masters of the Coffin Palace and the evil spirits are pure and strange, and all of them are difficult to deal with.
Even a master can withstand the palm strike of these four people.
Just wait for one strike and then escape in all directions.
After they touched palms, the others couldn't see them, but suddenly they looked terrified. An invisible force followed their palm power and grabbed in, pulling out Zhou Laotan's mysterious true energy.
In an instant, the life and death orifice collapsed!
The four masters burned out in an instant and unleashed their final palm power.
With a loud "boom", the ice shattered and water came out, triggering raging waves.
The people around them only thought that they were fighting fiercely and then looked at them.
The four great masters of the Coffin Palace were all killed, but Zhou Yi was unharmed.
The white robe fluttered, but there was not even a single water stain on his body.
The spectators looked at each other, then at the corpse of the master of the Coffin Palace, and were all speechless.
Zhou Laofang looked back, his face changed drastically, and he ran away.
Zhou Yi was busy directing the evil energy into the Yang acupoint. Considering the interest, he did not chase Zhou Laofang anymore.
The onlookers looked at Zhou Laofang and the vermilion coffin.
Suddenly, someone reacted.
In the crowd, the well-traveled old man said leisurely:
"I see."
"Then Zuo Youxian thought he was no match for the Grand Commander and knew this was a suicidal challenge."
"So, having someone prepare the coffin in advance is really a well-thought-out plan."
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(End of this chapter)
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