Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 390 One Sword

In the quiet and dim hall, the last touch of gold penetrated the entire room.

The two stood opposite each other, the young man seemed to be suppressing the trembling fire in his heart under the most severe torture, while the young girl looked at him quietly, her clothes fluttering in the breeze.

"Before I came, weren't you also working hard to kill it?" Pei Ye said hoarsely, fearing that she would refuse, "I came from [Zhanxin], I can help you, Miss Ming."

Ming Yun looked at him, but there was no surprise in her mirror-like eyes. She turned back and carefully coded the last two small cards: "I don't want to kill it anymore."

".Um?"

"I didn't want to destroy it." Mingyun closed the box and turned his head slightly, his eyes as quiet as the breeze, "You don't have to hate it so much."

Pei Ye was slightly startled.

At this moment, he realized that his strong emotions had painted everything in too bright colors. In the woman's state of mind, everything was so pure and distant, and the girl always had her own thoughts.

"Then what do you think?"

"I'm just trying to beat it."

he said stubbornly.

".What?"

".good."

"But, I want to ask you again. Even if I beat Tianxin, I probably won't be able to control "Gushe" right away." Mingyun looked at him seriously, "Have you really thought about it?"

"." Pei Ye was stunned. Therefore, "Gu She" must remove Ming Xin, but Ming Xin cannot coexist with "Gu She", but he was still a little confused, "So... Miss Ming, what do you want?"

She suddenly turned around and went out.

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"I just think it's a bit 'crossing the line'." Ming Yun said softly.

To the west, the cool, round sun is sinking into the clouds little by little, and the cold moon is rising in the east, and the world is changing into another color.

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Instead of completely eliminating the characteristics of human nature and purifying it into the sharpest sword in the world, the girl believes that the bright and clear human heart should really dominate everything, and the heart of heaven, which is without things and desires, should become a part of it, just like a beautiful and sharp sword. .

In this pure and thorough state of mind, the woman confided to him her most treasonous thoughts about this Immortal Scripture: "Why can't [Mingjing Bingjian] dominate the 'Heaven's Heart'?"

Yes [Mingjing Bingjian] is the best quality for practicing "Gushe". [Mingjing Bingjian] will purify oneself little by little during practice and turn into a "Heavenly Heart". You can see it for yourself in "Mingxin" Come on, she is the owner here.

"Just catch a sword."

"She's the same age as me."

".have no idea."

"I refuse." He repeated, asking the woman to give up her pursuit, give up her humanity, and become a god and come to the world to resolve this crisis. This is the path before her, but, "I refuse, Miss Ming. "

"You don't need to participate in too many sword fights." Ming Yun looked at him, and a clear whistle sounded in the forest, "Just help me catch a sword whenever you think you can intervene."

"It is an interesting guest, a very beautiful dress, and a very sharp and beautiful sword." The girl lowered her head and pushed the box into the drawer, "But it cannot turn everything here into a cloud."

The roar in the forest came to the front, and the clear light stopped in the girl's palm. It was [Zhanxin Liuli].

"So, you can only compromise?" Pei Ye looked at her lowly.

"Because the 'sword' should be held in people's hands, right?" Ming Yun seemed to be telling the most common truth, "'Gu She' must have the 'Heaven's Heart' dominate everything, but if there is any conflict, everything will be destroyed. Why? ?”

Only then did Pei Ye realize that he had never asked the girl in front of him what she thought. She was the natural master of this place, and she had grown up practicing "Gu She" and had no natural hostility towards "Tian Xin" .

"Then, how do we fight?" Pei Ye was startled for a moment, then raised his legs and followed him out.

Pei Ye understood, so he had to face Ming Qitian when he was seventeen years old.

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"I've thought about it." The pressure in her heart did not diminish at all, and Pei Ye bit her lip and said hoarsely.

"Okay." The girl looked at him, "I said yes - you are willing to help me, I am very happy."

"Because the 'sword' is my brightest thing, our duel will be won or lost with the sword." Mingyun said, "When I became seventeen years old, I cultivated the 'ice and snow body' and started to move towards the second realm. She There it is.”

".What?"

"Okay." Mingyun nodded.

The pale orange sunset covered the fragrant forest with a layer of gauze. The girl spread her hands in the air, turned her head and smiled slightly when she heard the words: "I guess you haven't 'understood' yet?"

Yes, Mingxin and Gushe are indeed in an irreconcilable fight. The purpose of [Gushe] is to completely eliminate Mingxin. When they met at the border, the woman on the cloud completed the simplest and clearest communication with him.

"But this should be the most difficult thing I have encountered." Mingyun smiled lightly, "It is really too pure and lofty, you see, but if there is discord, everything will collapse, right?"

Pei Ye was stunned: "As long as you catch a sword?"

"Because this is the most appropriate and only choice." Ming Yun said, "I tried my best but failed in the end, so that's okay."

When she said this, she looked at the young man quietly, but Pei Ye had no intention of thinking about it. He pursed his lips and said hoarsely: "...But I think it does matter."

Pei Ye faced these bright eyes and suddenly felt a sore nose for some reason.

She looked at the young man quietly, and Pei Ye was completely stunned.

"'Obsession' is something that [Dingjing Bingjian] has been born with." The girl tilted her head slightly, "I don't have the same desire to win or lose as you do."

Ming Yun turned his sword on his back: "Have you really decided?"

"Decided."

"Okay." The girl stroked the beautiful sword blade, tilted her head and raised her eyes towards him, "If you can't do that, don't cry."

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She took the first step towards the clouds.

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Pei Ye followed the girl up the stairs, as if he was experiencing a relapse.

The higher you go, the forest, stone, water, and bamboo scenery gradually fade away, leaving only pure light clouds around you.

Passing through the clouds, the girl in front of him didn't speak. Pei Ye actually had no desire to speak. If just now in the bright hall as the sunset was approaching, his heart and lungs were ravaged by suppressed pain, now his muscles and bones are trembling little by little. The ground tensed—it was pure, utter nervousness.

Nervousness was often accompanied by extreme solemnity and seriousness. He lowered his head, kept rubbing the hilt of the sword with his hands, and rehearsed every sword move he knew in his mind. Until suddenly his eyes widened, and when he raised his head, Shi The stairs had reached the end, and he returned to the sword platform with a round wall.

The goddess-like woman in white clothes still stood quietly by the wall.

Pei Ye noticed this time that the sword she was holding was indeed not Liuli.

Seeing Pei Ye again, there was no expression on this god-like face, and she calmly accepted everything in front of her - no, for her, there was no such thing as "acceptance".

The sun sets under the clouds.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a bright moon shines brightly for thousands of miles. The girl came up from the long steps.

This is the fixed way to start a sword duel between two people. The girl doesn't want the sharp clouds to destroy everything below, so she will always come forward - even though that seems to be an inevitable consequence.

Between the bright moon and the sea of ​​clouds, two men in white clothes stood facing each other. Ming Yun performed a simple sword salute, and the person opposite nodded slightly.

Two equally stunning sword lights forced each other towards each other in an instant.

Pei Ye stared at the sword and stared at the sword light. When the two swords were unfolded, he immediately understood what the Sword Art in the Heart was.

There is no mysterious energy, not even the iconic snow-white cloud energy.

There is only true energy, but there is no concept of "realm". In other words, everyone is in the exact same realm. In short, this is a pure sword competition.

So the girl said, "Take a move for me," because in a sword fight like this where no other means or factors come into play, in front of two of the world's best swordsmen, one move is enough to determine absolute victory or defeat.

The moment the word "victory or defeat" rose in his heart, Pei Ye immediately felt the heavy pressure on his body.

No matter how happy and indifferent the girl in the hall just now was, he knew what he was facing now.

A woman and a woman rely on their lives in the deep mountains, seriously injured, hiding, depleted, and backlashed. Behind every word is enough to be fatal.

They were in a real desperate situation. And he gave up the almost only chance of survival that was within easy reach, dismissed the woman's idea, and started the current sword fight willfully.

And this sword fight is based on the further collapse of the "ice body".

So he must win. He must win.

The long sword was slowly unsheathed, and in front of him, Ming Yun was stabbing Gu She with his sword. Gu She leaned forward, and the sword light floated towards the girl's face.

Pei Ye's hair trembled at this moment, and he subconsciously had the urge to draw his sword, because this was a gap that could indeed be filled with a [new corpse].

But he still suppressed it and stared at the exchange of moves between the two. He must not be impatient at all with the advantage of one sword.

And as more sword moves appeared in front of him, he really fell into a complete breath-holding.

The young man is already in the spiritual realm. When facing a better spiritual realm swordsman, he may indeed be defeated by sword moves, but he will never be confused by sword moves again.

Now the sword moves of the two girls were clear to his eyes, one by one. The move he was about to add just now [Carrying the New Corpse] came from such a clear sense of swordsmanship.

But after looking at it for a long time, he suddenly discovered that some seemingly obvious things suddenly became less clear.

The sword move was still clearly visible in his eyes, but an indescribable haziness began to cover it. Pei Ye didn't know how to describe this feeling, but... in the world of the blind, what he touched was a clear pillar. .

Until I vaguely, as if, heard the even and heavy breathing above my head.

Pei Ye suddenly became a little nervous. He subconsciously took a step forward - on the cloud platform in front of him, the snow clothes were like the wind, and the sword light was like the moon. He had never seen such a beautiful sword fight, and he couldn't see any murderous intent, but if it really Each style is so thrilling when you savor it carefully.

This was no longer the same thing as the Yi Jian that Pei Ye was familiar with, but he couldn't tell what it was.

In a completely unfamiliar realm, when he realized the existence of this "breath" in the sword move, he fell into complete confusion. The more I try to analyze and see clearly, the deeper I sink. Whenever I suddenly gain something, I realize that I have just lifted another superficial veil and seen a more real problem.

Looking up makes it higher, drilling makes it stronger, looking forward, suddenly it is behind.

It seems that what is in front of me is no longer two sword lights, but two bright moons. Every time I think I am getting closer to it, I must be surprised that it is still hanging high in the distant night sky.

The more talented a swordsman is, the more he can experience the fascinating beauty from such pursuit. Pei Ye has indeed been obsessed with it many times, but this will never make him as happy as "hearing the Tao".

The body is getting colder little by little.

Facing the seventeen-year-old Ming Qitian, Pei Ye never thought that he could win. After getting along with her for several days, he had truly felt her broadness like mountains and seas.

But he never thought that there would be such a Hongyuan.

He felt that if he tried his best to block a sword, there would always be a chance. After all, "Flying Wild Goose Sword Style on a Snowy Night" is with you. No matter what, a woman must use her sword to deal with it.

She could break the move with one sword and pierce her own throat. Anyway, if Mingyun gets the advantage of this move, she will definitely win.

But now it was a scene that he had never expected.

Learning the sword earlier, more outstanding talent, and more perfect education. The gap brought by these three advantages was far greater than he thought.

——If you can’t understand it at all, how can you draw a sword?

He believed that after pointing the sword tip at the woman, he would only have one chance to strike.

He had no idea which sword was stronger and which was weaker, or whether the woman wanted to attack or defend with her next sword. If he used his sword abruptly and repeated it with the girl, it would be a complete waste.

For the first time, Pei Ye felt panicked with something like a sword, and veins appeared in the hand holding the handle.

Until he suddenly realized that the girl seemed to have always known that this would happen.

From the very beginning of this sword duel, she had been trying to influence its direction, even giving up some small advantages - anyway, as long as the boy successfully changed his sword, they would be easily covered.

Now that her efforts had finally come to fruition, Pei Ye suddenly felt her eyes clear - she had turned this round into the clearest possible situation for the boy.

Like a white crane, Ming Yun leaned forward and swept back, heading straight towards Pei Ye. The long sword in his hand tilted sideways, and something mysterious began to surround the blade.

Gu She held out his sword and pressed against him.

Pei Ye could clearly see that Mingyun had no time to use this sword.

So he understood in an instant what she wanted to do. It was time to draw the sword, Pei Ye.

Now you don't have to break the opponent's sword, you just need to go forward and use your strongest sword on her. As long as you can fight with her sword, your mission is completed.

Mingyun Baiyi swept back from the top of his head.

She didn't need to, but she still stretched out her hand to gently support the young man's shoulder. Pei Ye knew that the clear and bright eyes were looking at him at this moment, but he did not dare to look at her. All his body and mind were focused on the sword in his hand. .

The last corner of the girl's dress receded from the field of vision, and in front of her, the familiar face of a god was looking at him quietly.

The long sword is like snow, and the grace is like a god. This is the first time he has faced this figure from such a perspective.

At this moment, the two of them were truly alone in the world.

Then Pei Ye realized that everything was wrong.

He absolutely, absolutely, no matter what, could not block this woman for any moment.

If he had never stepped into the spiritual realm, he might still be able to wield the sword recklessly without knowing the heights of the world, but now, there was only despair in the entire sword field. No matter where he looked, defeat was already written in his eyes.

Only then did he get a glimpse of the reality of this sword duel, and that "breath" revealed its face to him.

——What he stumbled into was a duel between two "hearts".

In the coldness of despair, Pei Ye still gritted his teeth and struck out with the sword he had prepared long ago. It was the courage he had given himself before embarking on the path of cultivation.

[The sky covers my eyes and I lose my feathers]

The stunning and cold sword light broke out from the darkness, but the level of "intention" could not reach it after all. Gu She casually cut his throat with the broken sword, without losing any power of the sword, and the white clothes just passed by from the field of vision.

Pei Ye was trembling and wanted to look back at the girl again, but his vision had solidified, his body began to break, and no sound entered his ears. [Heart-cutting] failed, and he was driven out of the mind realm.

(End of this chapter)