Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 814 After the rain, the sky is clear
The rain was still falling normally, and the thunder roared and flashed from time to time, but the weather was naturally like a calm body of water, but at this moment ripples began to appear from Yi Shuyuan.

When the Confucian scholar appeared on the boat, there was a feeling as if all the energy had changed and all the flows of everything were connected.

When Yi Shuyuan walked ashore, everything seemed to have returned to normal, or perhaps there had been no changes at all, but everyone was looking at him again.

Even Zheng Yiming understood that the person before him was definitely not an ordinary mortal. What surprised him even more was that even in the rain, he could see clearly who the other person was with the help of the lightning.

"gentlemen."

The sword immortal's pupils dilated as he stared at the Confucian scholar who was still looking up at the old city wall. He couldn't tell whether he was an immortal, a demon, a monster, or a ghost, but he felt that he was an immortal.

The sword cultivator was shocked at this moment, perhaps because of the words Yi Shuyuan said when he appeared. The feeling in his heart was difficult to describe.

"It's you! You are not a mortal! You are also related to this cat demon, right? Do you know her sins?"

Disrupting the ways of the human world can be considered a violation of heavenly laws in the words of heaven.

Hearing this, Yi Shuyuan finally couldn't help laughing.

"Haha ...." "Those who practice Buddhism always like to say that ordinary people are blinded by a single leaf, and the same is true for all

Yi Shuyuan looked at everyone, taking in their various expressions of astonishment, vigilance, curiosity, expectation, confusion, etc., and his footsteps also moved towards where Yu Xinmei was.

Wusun Heng held a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword still stained with Yu Xinmei's blood that even a drop of rain could not wash away. When Yi Shuyuan approached, he took a step back in some confusion.

"Sir, you are an excellent doctor. Please take a look at Miss Yu and save her."

Zheng Yiming, who was being held by the old monk, was the first to react and shouted at Yi Shuyuan, while the old monk beside him just stared blankly in that direction, thinking repeatedly in his mind about the "Empty Theory of Zen under the Tree".
When Yi Shuyuan walked towards Yu Xinmei, a sword intent ten steps away was becoming stronger and stronger, but he seemed not to feel it.

"Fellow Daoist, don't move!"

The sword cultivator's voice came, Yi Shuyuan just glanced at him and walked to Yu Xinmei.

At this moment, the sword intent bloomed with the sword light.

"Zheng——"

The sword in Wusun Heng's hand flew out, and at the same time, a sword light was approaching from the direction of the sword cultivator. However, Yi Shuyuan could also feel that the sword only had a domineering aura, not murderous intent, and seemed to want to force people back.

However, Yi Shuyuan didn't even try to dodge. This sword cultivator's swordsmanship was swift and he was good at escaping and changing. He was nothing compared to him.

Seeing that Yi Shuyuan did not dodge, even the sword cultivator was shocked. At this moment, Yi Shuyuan raised one hand, grabbed the side of the sword and gently flicked it when the sword light came.

"Qiang~~~"

This move was like plucking a string or plucking a lever. The sharp sword light actually twisted at Yi Shuyuan's fingertips, and then another sword light controlled by the sword cultivator collided with them.

"when--"

With the collision of the sharp edges, the two sword lights hit each other, neither separating nor canceling each other out. The sword cultivator on the other side had already pointed his sword forward, mobilizing all his magic power, looking at Yi Shuyuan with sharp eyes.

Yi Shuyuan only held one of the sword lights with three fingers in one hand, and then he slid the three fingers along the blade to the hilt and flicked it lightly.

"Bang~~~"

The two flying swords suddenly twisted like bows, one to the left and the other to the right.
"Om-"

The raindrops falling around suddenly turned into mist. As the two swords twisted, the rain mist illuminated by the sword light was also pulled to the twisted directions on both sides by an invisible force, forming a brief Tai Chi with the dark night.

At the same moment, a powerful elastic force rebounded against the sword cultivator. There was a "boom" in his mind, and all the magic power in his body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He staggered back more than ten steps.

Even Wusun Heng and the old monk were shocked and retreated continuously.

When the sword cultivator retreated, the Tai Chi balance was instantly broken, and the two flying swords were also broken at the same time.

"Clang clang"

The two swords broke into dozens of pieces in front of Yi Shuyuan's right hand. The whole process was as if he fiddled with the sword blade and it flicked slightly. In the moment of Tai Chi's birth and death, the sword immortal was shocked back and the flying sword broke into pieces.

Yi Shuyuan flicked his sleeves, and the fragments of the long sword turned into sword lights that swept into the air, like a meteor flashing against the sky, shattering the entire sky.
At this moment, the sword broke through the void, the dark clouds dissipated, and the sky cleared after the rain!

The light of the bright moon and stars falls on the earth at night.

The confrontation seemed to last only a brief moment. The only ones who remained motionless during the entire process were Yi Shuyuan and Yu Xinmei, who seemed to be under his protection.

Yi Shuyuan didn't even draw his sword, but the gap in sword realm was even greater than the difference between immortals and mortals!

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan did not look at the swordsman who was standing there in a daze, but looked down at the woman who was nailed to the ground by the flying sword.

Yu Xinmei looked at Yi Shuyuan standing there, with tears still in the corners of her eyes. Of course, there was expectation in her eyes, but at the same time, there was also strong shock. Is this the owner of that bookstall?
Yi Shuyuan stroked his beard with his left hand, smiled and shook his head. Then he gently waved his right sleeve, and the sword that was stuck in Yu Xinmei's chest slowly retreated.

"Uh, ho." Yu Xinmei's body trembled and the pain finally went away.

Yi Shuyuan's murmurs appeared in Yu Xinmei's ears.

"No flower stays in bloom forever, no one stays young again, the country has its ups and downs, and the dynasty will eventually come to an end. You have caused a change in the dynasty's fate in order to save your benefactor, which can be regarded as a case of ignorance. However, Dagui's fate has come to an end."

After the sword was drawn, Yu Xinmei's own magic power protected her body, and she had the strength to struggle and sit up.

"Sir, do you mean that Mr. Zheng can accomplish something?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"That's not certain, but Dagui is definitely on his way out. Zheng Yiming is the one who is taking advantage of the situation, but who knows who will be the one to challenge for the throne in the future."

Having said that, Yi Shuyuan finally glanced at the sword cultivator, but the other party was deeply shocked and shocked, and it seemed that his Taoism was unstable. Looking at Wusun Heng and Monk Jin Guang, they didn't seem to be much better either.

"This Miss Yu is a righteous demon cultivator, not an evil one. Please disperse!"

In fact, not long after Yi Shuyuan appeared, everyone had already had a premonition in their hearts, even the sword cultivators, but perhaps they were unwilling to admit it in their hearts. The Confucian scholar who got off the boat on the river must be a master of cultivation, probably an immortal.

"If the demon we want to subdue is of the righteous path, then what are I and the others like me?"

Old Monk Jin Guang let go of Zheng Yiming's hand, and the calmness and composure in his eyes disappeared.

Zheng Yiming was also slightly stunned, then immediately ran to Yu Xinmei and supported her. While checking the latter's injuries, he did not dare to disturb her and only dared to ask in a low voice.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the old monk and could only say that the development of things was often not subject to human will. He had thought he would see a story similar to "The Legend of the White Snake", but the current situation was also somewhat dramatic.

"Master, the principle of the natural law of the universe is actually very simple. All things arise from the mind. It's useless to talk about Zen under the tree."

After a pause, Yi Shuyuan glanced at Yu Xinmei and Zheng Yiming. Although these two were not as he had originally thought, he could still use his words to express his views, or it could be said that Yu Xinmei and Zheng Yiming's aspirations were in line with the implication of this statement.

"You don't have to practice Taoism or recite the sutras, but don't be polluted. God will surely be happy to see people reunited! The beauty of the world is nothing more than this!"

What is the beauty of the world? All living beings yearn for beauty, family reunions, lovers finally getting married, peace and prosperity, wealth and health, all for this purpose. It may be difficult to achieve, or you may betray, or be disappointed, and it may be difficult to understand in the midst of all the troubles, but this purpose is the purest yearning of all living beings, and it can also be the will of heaven.

These words were spoken by the seemingly cowardly Xu Xian to Fahai when Yi Shuyuan was watching an old TV series in his previous life, and he had never forgotten them since then.

"Meow~~~"

The sound of a cat's meow once again caught everyone's attention. The sword immortal looked up and saw a black and white cat jumped down from a tree by the river and landed on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder.

Hui Mian licked his paws with his tongue and washed his face with them, then looked at the few people. Everyone had a look of astonishment in their eyes. For a moment, many people looked at Yu Xinmei and Mao'er. Shouldn't these two be the same monster?

"This is what the master said. You are blinded by one leaf. I am not the same demon cultivator as Xiao Yu'er. However, seeing that you are so aggressive, I am too lazy to explain. I will just help Xiao Yu'er!"

When Mao'er said this, his pair of amber eyes with vertical pupils took on a special look as he looked towards the swordsman over there.

"Swordsman, look who I am!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cat on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder shrank and its fur color changed, and then it turned into a small mink with gray and white fur.

The sword cultivator's body trembled slightly, with a sense of disbelief and a sense of "so that's how it is".
"Spiritual Diao Faxian, the Immortal Guardian Dao, are you Immortal Yi?"

The sword cultivator showed a sad smile on his face. It turned out that he had just tried to compete with the Immortal Venerable in swordsmanship. It turned out that what the witch said was true. No wonder he was able to attract the Dan Qi of the stars.
I didn't expect to meet a master of the highest level of immortality under such circumstances.

"Hehehehe. Hoo."

Amidst the lonely laughter, the sword cultivator Jing Shu bowed to Yi Shuyuan. After seeing Yi Shuyuan nod, Jing Shu pointed his sword at Wusun Heng, and the remaining sword flew to Wusun Heng's feet.

Then Jing Shu walked away on the wind and never looked back.

"Master, Master——"

Wusun Heng shouted a few times, but in the blink of an eye the swordsman disappeared.

"Buddha has mercy on me. My practice is not enough, so I will go back to Gaochang Temple. If you, the donor Zheng, hold a grudge against me in the future, you can come to Gaochang Temple to kill me."

The old monk bowed and turned to leave, but before he had taken a few steps, Yu Xinmei spoke immediately.

"Old monk, you think I am you, who likes to bully the weak. I am tired of you chanting sutras. I will not look for you anymore. Just practice your Buddhism well!"

The old monk paused, then continued to leave.

“Good.”

(End of this chapter)