Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 375: The monk attained enlightenment and saw it!
"Little guy, why are you so aggressive?!"

Mo Yi sighed softly. In his opinion, Ye Ruoyi was just a pretty girl. If this body was not in harmony with his sister's soul, he would not even look at her twice if she was in a crowd.

And he had confirmed before that the relationship between Ye Ruoyi and Zhao Shouyi was not very close, there was just some causal relationship between them.

But now Zhao Shouyi did not hold back when he attacked. Although he did not use all his strength, it was almost enough.

"A gentleman is sincere to others, so he can be sincere to the Tao!"

"If you draw your sword carelessly, you are not fooling others, but yourself."

Zhao Shouyi stood in mid-air, holding a sword in his right hand, looking at Mo Yi who had disappeared, and he sighed softly.

"boom!!!"

The sky shook violently again. The sword light that came down vertically was extremely sharp. Mo Yi could dodge it, but the Moon Rising over the Sea formation under their feet was unavoidable. Even though this formation was powerful, Zhao Shouyi's sword was not so easy to block.

After entering the realm of Return to Truth, every sword strike by Zhao Shouyi became extremely powerful.

Just like the sword in front of him, it seemed to be able to split the mountain. The sword light hit the formation, and there was a loud thunder in the ground, and the earth shook again.

Mo Yi showed up on a hilltop. He frowned, as if he had not expected that Zhao Shouyi's sword moves would be so powerful. The formation he had set up might not be able to withstand a few swords from the opponent and would collapse.

“We can’t go on like this!!”

The noise of the fight cannot be too loud, otherwise it will alarm people who should not be alarmed. Then even if he wins the bet, it will not mean much to him.

"It's a bit of a hindrance!"

Zhao Shouyi glanced around and saw that the surroundings became foggy again. It was obvious that he had been trapped in the formation again. When he was outside, he found that this formation was a bit troublesome, and it was even more so now.

"That's all."

Zhao Shouyi held the sword horizontally in front of him, and drew the sword across the sword with his left and right middle fingers and index fingers. A ray of sword energy surged in his heart, and the first sword was out. It was famous and powerful enough to split mountains.

Just as Zhao Shouyi's sword power was climbing up and down like mountains, Mo Yi controlled the formation to suppress it.

"Master, do we still want it?"

Sikong Qianluo suddenly spoke. The fight between Zhao Shouyi and Mo Yi was like a fight between gods. They had discussed before that if the newcomer had the strength to fight, they would assist. But now a trace of uncertainty arose in her heart. Are they really qualified to join this battle?
The monk facing the wall shook his head slightly. Mo Yi controlled the formation to only cover Zhao Shouyi. They were outside the formation and were all seriously injured. There was little they could do.

What's more, Zhao Shouyi has already made an agreement with Mo Yi. If they act on their own and Zhao Shouyi becomes disgusted and leaves directly, they will end up losing more than they gain.

"Desolate."

Lei Wujie shouted "Xiao Se" for some reason.

Xiao Se looked at Lei Wujie who seemed to be full of worries and sighed in his heart. If it were under normal circumstances, Lei Wujie would definitely not say this.

In the heart of this silly boy, a promise is always worth a thousand gold in the martial arts world. Now that he opened his mouth to ask for the answer, he was actually violating the morality in his heart, but he still opened his mouth. Perhaps in his heart, the girl was more important than anything else.

“It is not recommended to take action.”

Xiao Se thought about it and replied softly.

At this time, the outcome has not been decided yet, so what is the point of taking action? If Zhao Shouyi is clearly in an advantageous position, then their actions will be icing on the cake. If Zhao Shouyi is at a disadvantage, then their actions will be like timely help.

But now, it seems that the two are clearly evenly matched, but he knows that some people have their own bottom line in their hearts.

A gentleman does something and does not do something.

Although Zhao Shouyi is not a gentleman but a Taoist priest, his words and deeds all abide by the rules in his heart, which are the rules he set himself.

"In that case, then let's believe him! He has never let us down." Tang Lian suddenly spoke. Although he already knew his own way and his own path in his heart, he still admired the young Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain.

Putting aside the battle with the Tang Clan, the path Zhao Shouyi took in the martial arts world was a different path from that of all other young people in the martial arts world.

He used his own way to verify whether a thing was right or wrong, and after seeing the world, he finally realized his own way.

People in the martial arts world envy the immortal Taoist priest who has mastered the sword skills and can slay dragons wherever they can.

But he envied the other party's mentality of not giving up even if there were thousands of people against him. If he believed that something was right, he would do it no matter how many difficulties and dangers lay ahead.

"Ah."

Ye Ruoyi looked at the thick fog ahead, and for some reason, her heart unexpectedly became calm.

No one present gave up on her, including the young Taoist priest who came from afar. The feeling of having her life respected was a force that was enough to make her die bravely.

"Om!!"

There was a sudden buzzing sound between heaven and earth, and all the weapons scattered on the island began to tremble. Among those present, only Lei Wujie used a sword, and his sword was the Heart Sword ranked third in the Famous Swords List.

At this time, the magic sword that had already recognized its master began to shake wildly, as if it would fly away in the next moment. Lei Wujie had no choice but to hold the sword with both hands and practice Jian Xinzhong's unique mental method, and then he slowly stabilized the magic sword.

"This is."

Xiao Se first glanced around and saw that the weapons and hidden weapons scattered on the island began to soar into the sky and gather in one direction. His clasped hands unconsciously tightened.

"It's a sword intention."

The wall-facing monk Zhang Yihu answered this question.

This great monk from Hanshan Temple stood up straight with his hands behind his back. His long snow-white eyebrows fluttered in the wind, but deep in his calm eyes, a huge wave was stirring.

“It’s a sign of time.”

Not sure what he saw, Zhang Yihu spoke again in a low voice, but it was not difficult to detect the trembling in the other party's tone.

As soon as Zhang Yihu finished speaking, he saw a river of swords suddenly appear above the island, with snow-white sword energy rolling in it like a river rolling, moving forward.

Xiao Se and the others who witnessed this scene on the ground subconsciously took a step back. It was not that their psychological endurance was too poor, but that the scene they saw was really beyond their expectations.

"The sword energy is like water, flowing endlessly, like an upside-down river in the sky. Mr. Zhao's swordsmanship has reached perfection. I'm afraid no one in the world is better than him in swordsmanship. What a terrifying comprehension, what a terrifying talent."

Zhang Yihu, who came from a humble background, was a hero in the martial arts world before he joined Hanshan Temple. The weapon he used at that time was a sword. He thought he was very good at swordsmanship, so he went on a journey in the martial arts world.

He earned a lot of fame with his swordsmanship, but later he was impressed by Zen Master Dabei, and realized the vastness of the universe, that swordsmanship was not as good as supernatural powers, and supernatural powers were not as good as destiny, so he sat in Hanshan Temple for 37 years, meditating and attaining enlightenment.

But Zhao Shouyi's sword today made him see another way.

Since there are three thousand great ways in the world, why can't swordsmanship lead to enlightenment?

If I had Zhao Shouyi's current swordsmanship, would I still be willing to sit in Hanshan Temple for thirty-seven years?
"kendo!"

“See you!!”

“Why can’t I see the Tathagata?!”

“I see, that’s how it is!!”

Suddenly, there was a sound of Zen between heaven and earth, like the Buddha reciting the supreme scriptures, and lotus flowers emerged from the ground. The monk who had been facing the wall for 37 years now looked dignified. He chanted "Amitabha" and stepped into the realm of returning to the true self.
(End of this chapter)