Distress: Nilong Changming Knife is Invisible

Chapter 1222. The Tribulation of the Ten Thousand Gods for the Cast Iron Hand

"…The story of Yagyu Kenkage is a bit complicated. To put it simply, someone attacked him and controlled his mind. However, he broke free with his steadfast swordsmanship, and raised his swordsmanship to a higher level, killing the man."

After Dao Wuxing finished speaking, Ren Jianshui was stunned for a long time, his face full of mixed emotions. In the end, he still couldn't accept this fact and asked dryly, "How do you prove that this is true?"

Dao Wuxing shook his head, "I was the only one who witnessed this incident with my own eyes, and Liu Sheng Jianying has already dissipated his spirit, and there is no trace of him left in the world."

"…I don't believe it, I don't believe it! I want to go find him! He must still be alive!"

As Ren Jiansui spoke, he rushed forward suddenly, but he forgot that he was tied with iron chains connected to the rocks. The chains were stretched tight, his feet went weak, and he fell down dejectedly.

"Friends."

Just at this moment, a figure flashed out from the darkness in the distance. It was a middle-aged man with a mustache, elegant and steady.

When Zui Jian Wen Tian Zheng saw this person, he was stunned. This was exactly the person he was looking for, Ren Jian Shui's good friend, the Chief Judge of Hell Island, Zhuo Donglai.

Zhuo Donglai nodded to Wen Tianzhen, and then said to Ren Jianshui who was sitting dejectedly on the ground, "My friend, you know very well in your heart that there is no need for the dignified Ye Kou Xie Zun to deceive you. Things in the world are unpredictable, this is fate."

“…Life? Life, life! Hahaha…hahahahahaha!”

Ren Jianshui was stunned for a long while, then stood up angrily and laughed sadly, but in the end, he sat down dejectedly again. This time, he was completely dejected, and the suppressed fire in his heart was extinguished.

"Sir Xiezun, Second Island Master, I'm sorry, it's really hard to describe my friend's past. Let's give him some time."

Wen Tianqian nodded, but Dao Wuxing said how could he leave like that.

"Mr. Ren, you care so much about Liu Sheng Jianying that you carry his swordsmanship with you and even use a knife instead of a sword. I would venture to guess that you have been defeated by Liu Sheng Jianying?"

Ren Jianshui's eyes were dim and he was already despairing. Zhuo Dong came to see his friend like this and changed his mind. Perhaps Dao Wuxing could really give his friend some stimulation, whether it was a good stimulation or a bad stimulation, it would be better than this look of despair.

He then spoke on behalf of Ren Jianshui, "Your Excellency Xie Zun's guess was correct, but it was when my friend accepted the challenge from the Master of Liu Sheng Jianying that year, and Liu Sheng Jianying saw his sword moves clearly, and that's how he found the flaw in my friend's swordsmanship. My friend was careless and lost a move."

"I see."

Dao Wuxing nodded and said, "It's not that your sword skills can be easily seen through. There is indeed a lot of room for improvement in your sword skills."

He didn't come here to ridicule Ren Jianshou, he came here for the Cast Iron Hand.

"Mr. Ren, Liu Sheng Jianying is gone, but his swordsmanship is still there. Mr. Ren has no chance to defeat Liu Sheng Jianying, but he still has a chance to defeat his swordsmanship."

This sentence really made Ren Jianshui react, and his dull eyes regained a glimmer of light.

He looked up at Dao Wuxing and asked hoarsely, "Did he pass down his swordsmanship?"

“It’s not really an inheritance, that’s a bit complicated to explain. To put it simply, I have mastered his swordsmanship, the Myriad Gods Tribulation.”

"…You are a swordsman. Although you may have reached a state where you are not attached to things, no matter what weapon you use, your foundation should be the sword."

Indeed, when Dao Wuxing heard this, he knew that Ren Jianshen must have only looked decadent over the years, but in fact he had been improving his martial arts, otherwise he would not have said such words.

"Whether it's a knife or a sword, the fundamental concept of the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation (First Form) is perfection, flawlessness, and impeccability."

Dao Wuxing said this as he formed his index and middle fingers of his right hand into a sword, then stretched out his arm and stabbed anyone with the sword through the air.

Ren Jianshui's eyes suddenly widened. In his sight, Dao Wuxing's sword took in all the sword moves on the big rock behind him, as well as the changes derived from countless sword moves.

It is ever-changing, endless, infinite and unpredictable. It is indeed perfect and flawless.

"...It's indeed his swordsmanship." Ren Jianshui closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. He opened his eyes again. Although there was no divine light shining, it could be seen that he had ignited the fire in his heart again.

He stared at Dao Wuxing and said in a deep voice, "I hope that after this, I can ask you for advice on the Myriad Gods Tribulation. I wonder what your conditions are?"

Dao Wuxing said, "Mr. Ren, I should help you achieve your wish, but I do have one thing to ask of you."

"Your Excellency, please feel free to speak."

"Mr. Ren, I have some knowledge of the art of casting and would like to discuss it with you."

It turned out that the other party was attracted by his cast iron hand skills... Ren Jianshui was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded, "Okay."

Ren Jianshui is proficient in the art of casting, but he is only good at doing this and does not love this job. Defeating Yagyu Kensei is his only obsession.

"Thank you, Mr. Ren."

Ren Jianshui nodded and looked at Zhuo Donglai, "You asked me to conceal it for you, but you took the initiative to come out. Go and explain it clearly, don't let me be a villain in vain."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhuo Donglai thought to himself that I am not doing this because I am worried about you, but he just smiled slightly, knowing that his friend is such a person who is hard on the outside but soft on the inside, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and turned to look at Wen Tianzhen, "Second Island Master, let's go talk to one side."

Zhuo Donglai walked away with Wen Tianqian. Ren Jianshui glanced at the dazed Yue Shen, but didn't pay much attention to him. He said directly, "Your Excellency must be interested in the cast iron hand."

"Exactly."

Dao Wuxing also admitted openly, "I am quite fond of the art of casting. I have seen the sword plating technique of the Beimu Tie family, the purple flame divine casting of the Qiqiao Divine Camel, the sword weaving technique of the Aofeng Qiren, the magic forging technique of the Yidu Demon Realm, and so on..."

Dao Wuxing really wanted to have a conversation with Ren Jianshui, the famous casting expert, and tell him about his own casting experience.

Although Ren Jianshou only had Yagyu Kenshin's swordsmanship in his mind, he was indeed good at the art of casting. Although he could not say that he was passionate about it, he was quite fond of it. After listening to a few words, he was fascinated and subconsciously started discussing it with Dao Wuxing.

After the exchange, Dao Wuxing and Ren Jian both felt that they had gained a lot.

Of course, Ren Jianshe was more concerned about Yagyu Kenshin's swordsmanship.

"Sir, can you let me see the real Tribulation of All Gods?"

Dao Wuxing was still thinking about the key to the cast iron hand, so he just listened to Jian Shui say this.

The previous move already had the essence of the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation... Dao Wuxing couldn't help but shake his head secretly when he heard this. If Xiao Zhongjian had seen the previous sword, he would never say such a thing again.

Ren Jianshou is a top swordsman, but he has not escaped the shackles of "form".

The knife is invisible but it has no meaning. You should forget the form of the sword technique and only keep its spirit and its meaning, so that you can transcend the mundane world.

He was not here to teach Ren Jianshui, he was here to exchange the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation for the Cast Iron Hand.

"of course can."

Dao Wuxing said this, turned his back to Ren Jianshui, faced the mountain wall in front of him, and with a thought, brilliant sword wings suddenly spread out behind him.

"The Tribulation of All Gods!"

(End of this chapter)