A lot of big things have happened in the cultivation world recently. The power structure in some places has been changing overtly or covertly, and the news has even spread to the East Continent, which has always been isolated from the news.
People thought that the biggest event was Cangya's first disciple and the Sword Saint's disciple breaking into Xingshan Temple and breaking the Buddha Seal Golden Light Array. What could be a bigger event than the Xingshan Temple, which had a foundation of a million years?
But three days later, after years of no news, there were even secret rumors that the Sword Master, who had entered the Meteorite Abyss and could not possibly come out, showed up.
The whole world was shocked. Some were excited, while others were panicked.
Although Xingshan Temple is located in the belly of Mount Titian and has always kept a low profile, it is one of the "three sects on one mountain and two Buddhist temples" after all, and many eyes are watching them.
No one knows what happened after Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue entered the temple. Some people say that Buddhism is compassionate and tolerant, and speculate that the two were rude first. People who have participated in or paid attention to the flower-folding meeting do not agree with this statement. They all say that Yin Biyue is more soft-hearted than the Buddhist monks, and Luo Mingchuan has always been a gentleman with a good temper.
Until the Sword Saint appeared. Before the Autumn Wind was unsheathed, nearly a hundred palaces and houses collapsed, like an autumn wind passing through.
The discussion of this matter came to an abrupt end.
The sword of the saint is the truth. There is no need to give any explanation.
In the past, by the Ba River, a sword "Blue Sky and White Sun" deposed the Grand Elder of Baopu Sect. Does Baopu Sect dare to ask for an explanation?
At this time, the Hengduan Mountains were shrouded in a cloud. The elders and the disciples who knew about it were running around in a hurry, reinforcing the formations and practicing sword formations. It was quiet and depressing. Sub-Sage Yu Shi stood on the top of the mountain in the sea of clouds and had not moved for five days.
Some things were not done in a very covert way. Even though the Sword Saint was not good at fortune-telling, he was at a certain level and knew everything. Could he really not know?
In Cangya Mountain, many disciples knew that Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan had returned safely. However, they heard that Senior Brother Luo was too injured to visit and could only rest.
Therefore, many people came to the entrance of the hall to take a look from afar, even though they could not see anyone.
He Yanyun pestered her master Zheng Yangzi and got the news that Yin Biyue was taking care of her inside, so she went back to practice with Ruan Xiaolian without any worries.
Yin Biyue already knew that this was the center of the Cangya Mountain formation. If the one who woke up this time was the Demon Lord, the power of the entire Cangya land vein could temporarily restrain him. Adding the master and the eldest senior brother, there was an 80% chance that he could defeat Mo Changyuan while he was still weak.
Luo Mingchuan may wake up at any time, so it is not convenient to let anyone enter the hall to visit him.
They hoped for the best and trusted, but also planned for the worst.
It was dusk when everything settled.
The bell rang, startling birds and sending them flying into the woods. Some of the disciples who were practicing sword skills on the mountain came down the mountain. When the Deacon Hall closed, the people who had gathered together dispersed like the tide. It was not quiet, but peaceful.
Luo Mingchuan opened his eyes, his amber pupils were coated with the afterglow of the setting sun, as if filled with the ups and downs of tenderness.
He had a very long dream, and the people around him seemed dazed for a moment, not knowing whether they were still in a dream.
Yin Biyue called him softly, "Senior Brother."
Luo Mingchuan responded in a low voice, "Junior brother, I'm back."
They laughed.
Soon, three other people came in.
Luo Mingchuan was unaware of anything and continued to look at Yin Biyue intently.
Zheng Yangzi blew his beard and glared at him, "Your master, I'm still here!"
I know you're my junior brother when you call me first! Humph!
Luo Mingchuan stood up and saluted. Yin Biyue wanted to help him, but he indicated that he was fine.
He said, "Master, I am possessed by the devil. The Galan pupil technique is the first level of the devil's technique 'Nine Turns of the Heavenly Net'."
Zheng Yangzi was stunned.
The Sword Master waved his hand nonchalantly, "If you don't tell me, who would know?"
Zheng Yangzi said, "Yes. If you don't tell me, who would know... I see you are fine now, full of energy. Go to the Law Hall to give two classes tomorrow." Then he called Sword Saint and Jun Yu, "Okay, let's go."
The Sword Master stepped forward and took Luo Mingchuan's pulse, then quickly let go and walked back with Jun Yu.
The hall was empty again.
Luo Mingchuan felt that the young man whose pulse he had just taken was no ordinary person. His moves were casual yet he had no way to avoid them. His aura seemed casual but was actually unfathomable.
When they were walking out of the palace together with the young man, Jun Yu turned sideways and stopped, waiting for the man to go out first. This was the etiquette for treating elders.
He was quick-witted and thought of something in an instant. He felt unbelievable, "The senior just now was a sword master..."
The more Yin Bi watched, the happier he felt. Finally, someone understood how he felt when he saw the young man's face in the clouds.
He nodded, "It's my master."
Luo Mingchuan quickly accepted this fact.
The supernatural powers and abilities of a saint cannot be judged by common sense, and the same goes for his appearance.
Yin Biyue still couldn't help but ask one more question, "Brother, are you really not feeling unwell?"
Luo Mingchuan smiled and said, "I'm fine." He knew that his junior fellow apprentice had many questions, so he explained, "I fought with Le Guan in the Buddhist temple before, and he led me into a state of meditation, which was a battlefield where Taoists and demons fought each other. His skills were strange, and it seemed that he could absorb my vitality and cultivation and use them for himself."
Yin Biyue had already guessed something when he saw Luo Mingchuan's face quickly turn pale. Now that it was confirmed, he felt that this technique was truly unbelievably evil.
Luo Mingchuan's voice lowered, "I thought I was going to die, but suddenly a force, or something, entered my body. It activated the same technique as Le Guan, but it was ten times more powerful and killed Le Guan."
Yin Biyue's heart sank.
He remembered what Guan said before he died: "I died in the hands of the devil." Maybe that thing was really the residual soul of the Demon Lord Mo Changyuan.
"So is it still there now?"
Luo Mingchuan shook his head, "It's gone. I don't know where it went, but it's definitely not in my body. I have the vitality of Le Guan. As for cultivation, a sudden surge will cause a person to explode and die. I sealed it in the spirit platform, causing it to fall into a coma."
Yin Biyue breathed a sigh of relief.
"When I fell asleep, I saw some scattered memory fragments, which were from the Guan. Among them was the complete set of Tianluo Jiuzhuan skills."
This feeling is very strange, like watching a person's life intermittently. He worshipped Buddhism in his childhood, was gifted and intelligent, and ambitious as a teenager. He entered Taoism from Buddhism. In the end, he colluded with Mo Changyuan, became a demon, studied the Tianluo Secret Book, and wrote Tianluo Jiuzhuan together, breaking the barriers of all laws. At the last moment of the battle between Taoism and demons, he betrayed Zhenxianyi Lingxiao and was seriously injured...
The two of them paced in the hall, the setting sun stretching their shadows diagonally. The regular sound of their footsteps and low conversations echoed in the hall.
Yin Biyue suddenly had a bad suspicion. Le Guan once said, "You don't want him to become a demon, but he can't turn back." It is very likely that there is something wrong with Tianluo Jiuzhuan.
Sure enough, Luo Mingchuan stopped and said,
"I plan to go into seclusion for two days and abandon my own skills."
He said it calmly, as if making a decision that had nothing to do with him.
Yin Biyue asked anxiously, "Why is this?"
"When you practice the Heavenly Luo Nine Transformations to the eighth level, you must constantly absorb the vitality and cultivation of others, otherwise you will run out of energy. I have already completed the first level of the Galan Pupil Technique. Even if I stop practicing now, my true energy will circulate on its own, and my realm will continue to improve slowly. This kind of practice, once you start, there is no turning back."
Luo Mingchuan smiled and said, "Break it down and then build it up. It's not difficult to start from the beginning and gain a deeper understanding."
Yin Biyue knew that his senior brother was comforting him again.
Destroying the merits and rebuilding them is extremely dangerous, with a high risk of death, how can it not be a difficult task? !
He felt sad, but still unwilling to give up. "Is there no other way?"
Luo Mingchuan hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth. He and his junior fellow apprentice were honest with each other, and they trusted each other, so there should be no deception.
"Yes. Initially, the Nine Heavenly Rotations was co-written by two people. Mo Changyuan and Liao Guan did not expect that the technique they wrote would require two people to practice together to be flawless. Although the two of them cooperated, they were suspicious of each other and could not practice together anyway. There was no one else they could fully trust and entrust their lives to. So they practiced alone all the time. When they practiced to the eighth rotation, they had to absorb the vitality of others to maintain the technique..."
Yin Biyue didn't expect such a sudden turn of events. For a moment, he felt that the sunset outside the window was even more gorgeous. He was delighted and said, "This is easy. I will practice with my senior brother!"
Luo Mingchuan frowned and avoided his gaze, "Junior brother, this matter is not a joke..."
The more Yin Bi didn't understand, his heart sank. Either giving up one's own skills or practicing together, these two paths had clear advantages and disadvantages. Why didn't his senior brother agree?
He looked straight at Luo Mingchuan, "Of course it's not a joke. I'm not afraid of being possessed by a demon. There is no good or evil in martial arts. Since I don't need to absorb the vitality of others and there are no other problems, why not?"
Luo Mingchuan stopped avoiding the question and suddenly raised his eyes, "You don't know what you are talking about."
Although he had sealed the cultivation of Le Guan, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds after returning from Xingshan Temple. His might was originally well restrained, but at this moment it burst out uncontrollably.
Yin Biyue was caught off guard and was forced to take three steps back, falling onto the bed in disbelief.
Luo Mingchuan quickly stepped back, fearing that he might hurt his junior fellow apprentice. His voice became deeper, as if he was suppressing something, "You should wait until after your crowning ceremony before you say this."
Yin Biyue stood up and confronted him without showing any weakness, "Brother, I'm not a child anymore! Would you rather destroy your skills and start over than believe me?"
He didn't understand what Luo Mingchuan was worried about. Did he think he was not mature enough and couldn't make his own decisions? !
Luo Mingchuan did not answer directly, but just said, "That's not what I meant..."
They had their first argument.
Yin Biyue turned away.
The hall was deserted and dimly lit.
Luo Mingchuan sat alone by the bed.
He lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a terrible headache.
Junior brother is not a child anymore. But he really doesn't know what he is talking about.
Who could have imagined that two ambitious heroes in the Age of Saints would accidentally write a martial arts book that required dual cultivation.
Yin Biyue returned to Xihua Peak and calmed down along the way. He felt that he was too impatient just now. He never doubted that his senior brother did not trust him. It was just an angry remark. His senior brother must have other concerns. They can talk calmly later.
When he reached the edge of Tianxin Cliff on Xihua Peak, he saw his master instructing his senior brother in swordplay. The master saw him from afar and beckoned him over.
The sword energy is everywhere and the fallen leaves are dancing wildly.
This was the second time Yin Biyue saw Jun Yu practicing sword, and he was still practicing the 'Xiao Chongshan Sword Technique' created by the Sword Saint.
But the situation was completely different from before he went down the mountain. If he had not been standing next to his master, the sword energy alone would have been enough to make his blood boil.
The clouds on the edge of the cliff were split apart, and the golden crow fell to the west, revealing the magnificent mountains and rivers with towering cliffs thousands of feet high.
The eldest brother put away his sword and turned around.
The sword energy lingered around his body, appearing even sharper and colder.
The Sword Master exclaimed, "There is nothing more to teach you about this set of sword techniques."
Jun Yu saluted, "Master."
"But this is my sword. It's time for you to have your own sword."
This was extremely high affirmation and praise, indicating that the Sword Saint believed that he had created his own sword techniques, or even reached the level and realm of founding a new school.
Yin Bi laughed more and more, he was happy for his senior brother.
But Jun Yu looked confused.
The Sword Saint said, "Tomorrow I will take your Junior Brother on a long journey and do some work while I am here."
Yin Biyue was shocked. Junior brother? Me?
Ah! Master wants to take me flying again?
Jun Yu's eyes were filled with emotion, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he asked nothing.
He just nodded to Yin Biyue and said, "Take care."
Yin Biyue intuitively felt that these two words should be spoken to the master.
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