Yin Biyue's sword is called 'Yihu', which was handed over to him by Jun Yu on behalf of his cheap master when he accepted a disciple on his behalf.
In the past three years in Cangya Mountain, he had practiced the Cold Water Sword Technique thousands of times. It had already penetrated into his bones and became an instinct.
After visiting Lanyuan Academy, he no longer practiced the Hanshui Sword.
When dawn broke, Yin Biyue put away his sword.
A tree so big that two people could hug it collapsed behind him.
The next moment, all the trees within a ten-foot radius fell down, startling countless birds out of the forest.
He stood in the middle of the broken wood and branches, the sword energy still lingering around him, looking back, feeling uneasy.
Duan Hualao shouted excitedly, "I haven't seen Fourth Brother practicing sword for a long time! It turns out that your sword skills have improved! Congratulations, Senior Brother!"
Luo Mingchuan stood beside him and nodded with a smile.
Yin Biyue felt relieved.
Luo Mingchuan also couldn't see anything abnormal, proving that at least it couldn't be seen below the 'barrier breaking realm'.
Even because Luo Mingchuan practiced the Galan Pupil Technique, his eyesight should be better than that of ordinary people, so perhaps this standard can be raised further.
It seems that the opponents we encounter on this trip to Chongming Mountain will not have any doubts.
He was unable to infuse his true energy into the sword, but after a visit to the academy, he was inspired and thought of another way.
Cover the surface of the sword with the true essence, wrapping the entire sword. This method must have been tried before.
If it was just like this, his true energy would dissipate quickly, and it would require a huge output. With his current true energy, he couldn't last more than a cup of tea.
But his soul was strong, so he thought of using his soul to condense his spiritual consciousness, and then use his spiritual consciousness to lock the true energy on the surface of the sword.
The disadvantage of this approach is that the stronger the opponent, the faster his spiritual consciousness is consumed. Fortunately, he has a plug-in-like spiritual soul concentration, so it recovers quickly. With the current level of cultivation, one night is enough.
Yin Biyue has made up his mind that this is the best way to deal with the current situation. Once the flower-folding meeting is over, he will return to Cangya to study in seclusion.
Although it is a taboo for a sword cultivator to change swords midway, if it still doesn't work, he has to change this sword.
Yin Biyue turned around and nodded, "Let's go."
Duan Hualao followed happily.
Today's orthodox cultivation drama to open the year has been switched to a life sitcom.
When it came to the third time, Luo Mingchuan didn't wait for Duan Chongxuan to stand up and say "Why don't you kneel down and call me daddy", he took action first.
Yin Biyue noticed that Luo Mingchuan always had good control.
No matter how arrogant the other party's attitude was or how unbearable the dirty words were, he never got angry and never hurt anyone's life.
If his heart is as calm as his expression, then he has truly terrifying self-control.
On second thought, Duan Chongxuan probably wanted to test Luo Mingchuan. Or, to see what kind of person he was.
What would he do when faced with the most vulgar insults from an opponent as weak as an ant?
The result was that Luo Mingchuan lived up to everyone's expectations and did what every saint should do.
The spring flowers have faded, and the summer shades are lush.
The soft soil under your feet and the jumping light spots cast by the shadows of the trees make people feel relaxed.
Just when Yin Biyue thought that things would continue like this, he was pushed out of the door to the new world by a variable.
Because this time, Luo Mingchuan killed someone.
Bright red blood gushed out from the man's neck and seeped into the brown soil. The body was torn apart, and the head's expression was frozen in wide-eyed horror.
Yin Biyue stood there in a daze.
Our Lady Luo Mingchuan...actually acted so efficiently?
Yin Biyue belatedly began to recall what had happened.
This group of people are not complete bandits. They are martial artists who have learned some external kung fu and independent practitioners in the Qi training stage. They are wandering around Panlongling. Their targets are not individual travelers, but they act according to the situation and attack the caravans with weak defenses.
Luo Mingchuan wanted to reason first this time, but Duan Hualao beat him to the punch and said "kneel down and call me daddy". The other party also sprayed out a flood of dirty words.
But this time, strangely, the person who got shot was not Duan Hualao who provoked first, nor was it Luo Mingchuan who was lifted up by Hualao.
"Ah! What Cangyashan! Look at the guy behind, covering his face like a woman! It's obvious that he is too ashamed to face people!"
Before Yin Biyue realized that he was being implicated, the laughter stopped abruptly because Luo Mingchuan had already made his move.
He killed only one person, and the rest were only seriously injured.
But the power that was usually well restrained suddenly burst out, and invisible pressure surged in the air.
Yin Biyue took two steps back unconsciously.
Luo Mingchuan came back to his senses.
Did he scare me? That's right, I've never seen anything like this before.
Thinking of this, the haze in my heart dissipated instantly.
He looked at the young man and lowered his voice unconsciously, "Junior Brother Yin, you have been enrolled in the academy since you were young. You are not very experienced in the world and naturally do not know the dangers of the world. But as cultivators walking in the world, we cannot let others insult us for no reason. There is always a time to draw the sword..."
He didn't know whether he was explaining to Yin Biyue or to himself, "What's more, these are all evil people. If I don't hurt them today, they will harm others in the future."
Yin Biyue was already stunned!
He, was he being taught a lesson by the saintly protagonist? !
Where to put the villain face? !
Yin Biyue's face couldn't help but turn cold.
"Ding—the villain's symbol 'Eyes as sharp as a knife' appears, the conditions are met, and the villain's aura is activated!"
Yin Biyue no longer had any hope for the halo effect.
Negative! Bad review!
The seller is a rip-off! I was so scared that I cried with just a glance!
Luo Mingchuan saw that the young man was still standing there in a daze, looking a little distraught.
I felt a little helpless, annoyed at myself for losing control, but also felt that my junior brother was indeed kind and soft-hearted. Whatever, I was there anyway, I could always take care of him.
My junior brother doesn't like to hurt others' lives. At most, I can just not let him see it next time.
Luo Mingchuan had just made up his mind when he saw the young man walking straight ahead, followed by Duan Chongxuan.
Luo Mingchuan didn't dare to let Duan Chongxuan go ahead anymore, so he said, "I'll go explore the way." He raised his true energy and disappeared in a flash.
Yin Biyue was still complaining about the unscrupulous seller when he heard Chatterbox ask in a low voice, "Fourth Senior Brother, are you angry?"
“…”
"Fourth Brother, don't be angry. I know I was wrong." The chatterbox said cautiously, "I will change my clothes back tomorrow."
“…”
What happened to the saying that the public has sharp eyes? Which eye of yours saw me getting angry because Luo Mingchuan killed someone!!!
Since it was about the dignity of the villain, Yin Biyue felt that he had to explain, "I'm not angry."
Duan Chongxuan was very touched because even though he acted so foolishly, his fourth senior brother could forgive him!
"Fourth Senior Brother, where do you think Luo Mingchuan's bottom line is?"
“…”
How did the topic change so quickly!
Yin Biyue really didn't know. He originally thought that the bottom line of the Virgin Mary was that there was no bottom line.
Luo Mingchuan controlled himself too well in the previous few times, there was no reason for him to explode all of a sudden.
The chatterbox's voice was somewhat dissipated in the wind, but Yin Biyue still heard it clearly.
"Luo Mingchuan's bottom line is you."
You! Say! What! Say! Again!
Yin Biyue was so shocked that he didn't even hear the relieved murmur of the chatterbox, "In this case, I can consider handing you over to him. Maybe if Senior Sister knows, she will consider it... Let's observe for a while and see how he performs..."
He could only hear his own somewhat stagnant voice.
"Don't speak nonsense."
Duan Chongxuan stopped talking.
Yin Biyue didn't have time to think any further, because he had already seen Luo Mingchuan's back.
What was even more eye-catching was that there were more than ten people standing opposite Luo Mingchuan, wearing green Taoist robes, with wooden crowns and hair tied up, and their expressions were cold.
Obviously, it was this group of people who blocked Luo Mingchuan's way.
Maybe it's not an obstacle, but a meeting on a narrow road.
But the road in the mountains and forests is too narrow, so someone always has to give way first.
As Yin Bi walked closer, he saw the Bagua pattern painted on the hems of those Taoist robes.
Hold Pu Zong.
Then I knew that this was more than just a matter of giving way.
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