Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 563 Sky

As the day approaches, the swordsman who will play chess with heaven and earth under the watchful eyes of the public has indeed leaked a lot of information.

To most people, it was a very new name, a newcomer in the sword world. He had very few battle records and no background to speak of. Perhaps some information about him in Xichi and Yangjiadu could be found, where he fought against the water gang as a government swordsman, but there was nothing else.

We don't know what he looks like, nor do we know his master, let alone why Ertianlun chose him.

But his opponent, the Fourth Prince, has always been bright and clear.

The reputation of this simple-minded prince is not just empty. Pei Ye, who had just arrived in Shenjing, had never heard of his name because the only way for the young man in the county to understand the world of martial arts was through a few outdated Hefu Books. In the real world of martial arts, people have long been accustomed to the fact that Shenjing has such a mythical prince.

The Tianliyuan and the royal family never hid him, and of course he did not enter the world of martial arts. He first appeared at the age of fifteen, when he entered the Six Births and had just stepped into the threshold of "Yi". For fourteen years, he studied and learned the principles, and practiced the way of being a king, and had never had any fighting training.

That year he took part in the Yulin test, but not at the Futai, but at the Hetai. He only fought one match, trying to defeat a Xuanmen black-robed man with the Book of Changes, and did not seem to be struggling too much.

The following year, the Shenjing Chess Competition was held, and all chess players from all over the world came together, including many national masters. This prince had never learned Go, and only began to understand the rules when he played on his first stage. He then won 19 games in three days and won the championship. It seemed no more difficult than eating and drinking.

During this time, Tianliyuan seemed to be letting this prince try to get in touch with this world. Whether it was astronomy, numerology, military tactics, or formations, weapons, and spiritual arts, he showed amazing aptitude. Especially in numerology and chess, he almost knew it by nature.

Later, during the great sacrifice, this person, before ascending the throne, was able to ask Qilin for instructions. With the sage holding his hand, this prince wrote the Qilin's edict in his own handwriting. People say that those who can communicate with the will of heaven must be like this.

This prince is not in the martial arts world, but almost the entire martial arts world knows that there is such a "Son of Haotian" in Shenjing. The last rumor was three years ago, when the young swordsman from Yunlang Mountain came to Shenjing to ask for swords, and talked with this prince in Tianliyuan for a day.

The Fourth Prince did not practice swordplay, and Shao Jianjun did not play swordplay with him. When the two said goodbye, they played a serious game of chess, and in the end, Shao Jianjun still threw in the towel.

Now three years have passed, and this Fourth Prince has only advanced one level in cultivation, but he has already mastered the "Book of Changes" and become the closest and most solid bridge connecting the Tang Dynasty and Haotian. Although there is still some time before he can be succeeded, in people's hearts he is already the next Emperor of Tang, the true agent of heaven's will.

Now he is standing on the Winter Sword Platform.

Yes, one of the participants in the ten-day sword betting slowly stepped onto the sword platform today. The snow was falling, and he was still wearing plain clothes and straw sandals, with nothing in his hands.

The ranking of the Winter Sword Competition has just been determined. It is not like a competition arena with a clear schedule and two poles of victory and defeat. Surrounded by pavilions and flowing water, swordsmen with different backgrounds and levels of skills compete with each other as if they were sparring with each other. The most outstanding ones will naturally emerge, and as expected, they are almost all taken by the sword students of the Sword Training Academy.

Yang Zhenbing, Zuoqiu Longhua, Han Xiuben, Ning Shuhong, Jiang Yiner…these names that stood at the top of the younger generation are now all real people.

[Sword Demon] was indeed like a piece of ice, he was cold and his sword was cold too. He was dressed in black and carried six swords, which was the most orthodox style of the White Deer Palace. Just now he lost one and then won twenty-nine in a row. Almost every swordsman who showed some performance passed under his sword and was conquered by the ghostly sword light.

When people saw this young man easily defeating his opponents, their eyes couldn't help but turn to the figure in plain clothes and straw sandals.

The Feiqiong jade girl of Tianshan is tall and slender, and looks graceful as she carries a broad ancient sword on her back. Tianshan is far away to the west of the Tang Dynasty, and the sword "Gaofeng Tianluo" has not appeared in the capital for a long time.

Although the Southern School of Yijian is far away, it is very active in the martial arts world. Han Xiuben has been active in Shenjing these days, and many people have recognized this powerful disciple. He clinked glasses with them at the banquet, and on the sword stage, he easily won nine games in a row with just one sword.

Ning Shuhong was not as ferocious as the legend said. Instead, she was unexpectedly smiling and polite. Her sword was the most straightforward and her personality was the most bright and unrestrained. Many people fell for her cold red dress within a day.

The most amazing one was Shen Xiao Zhen Chuan who made her debut. She was very young and had done very little, but people who followed Hefu Ce were no strangers to this name. Her position was relatively low, but she was always mentioned in every issue because she was climbing so fast that a swordsman who went with the flow on Fu List would often end up being one of the top thirty.

In the updated Duck Ranking in September, he jumped from 667 to 545, and in the updated Duck Ranking in December, he suddenly jumped to 126. Now, he has made a move after coming to Shenjing, but most people cannot get any news.

[Little White Dragon] Jiang Yin'er, this legendary Taoist girl appeared in Shenjing for the first time. People only then understood why she had this nickname. It was really like she was born in the mountains and spiritual waters, with horns carved from corals and scales bathed in sweet wine, which gave her such a clean and upright body and mind.

She is the sword with the most Taoist charm and the most spiritual energy today. Her battle record is not very good. She has only fought five games, lost two and won three. However, the ones she lost to are Zhang Chao and Ning Shuhong, while the ones she won are Han Xiuben, Zuo Qiu, and Yang Zhenbing.

There are also many other swordsmen with their own strengths and extraordinary grace. The Shenjing Sword Gathering has always been a grand gathering for the younger generation, and many familiar names appeared here today.

But now it was Jiang Yin'er who stood in front of the Fourth Prince.

When the sword gathering was about to end, the young crane-like girl stood in the middle of the stage with a sword across her shoulders, clasped her fists and said to Taidong earnestly: "Jiang Yin'er, a disciple of Shenxiao, is at the seventh level of life, and wears the sword [Zhaoshen]. I hope to see the 'Tianlin Yi' of His Highness the Fourth Prince."

The spectators were silent for a moment. Indeed, many people had already seen the plain clothes. He stood quietly on the East Platform, looking up at the sky and waiting, not paying attention to any cheers or paying any attention.

It seemed as if it was separated from this sword gathering and merged with the wind and snow.

He indeed did not come for the Winter Sword Gathering. It was just that after the sword gathering, there would be a bet on sword power tomorrow, so he just stood here first.

At this time, he looked at the figure in front of him who was clasping his fists, and nodded calmly.

There was total silence on the sword stage. No one had expected this scene, but no one did not want to see it.

Jiang Yin'er saluted with the sword and pursed her lips gently. The sword flowed out of the sheath silently, snowflakes fell on it, and then slid away in an instant.

The girl had heard about "Tianlin Yi" from Miss Cui.

A few days ago, Brother Shi was working on his "sword form" at the sword training academy, and she often went to watch and help him practice. Brother Shi would also ask her what she wanted to eat the day before, and bring it to her the next day. But she was also a child from the mountains, and she had only heard of a few kinds of food in Shenjing, and later she couldn't name them. Brother Shi would take the initiative to bring her snacks, saying "someone gave me a few bites, and I tasted them, so I bought some for you." She didn't know who always gave Brother Shi snacks.

I haven't seen Brother Shi for nearly ten days. It is said that the philosopher he studied with drowned on the day of the grand court meeting. The atmosphere in the capital is depressing and surging. The dispute between the first and second days hangs over this imperial city. Brother Shi will step onto the sword platform tomorrow as one of the parties in the bet.

Jiang Yin'er has always been grateful to this warm-hearted brother, who has always taken care of her since she came to the capital. She also admires his amazing sword control. Sometimes she can't imagine how a mortal body can surpass Yi's eyes and the power of the Heavenly Tower, but thinking of the tall figure in the illusion tower who forced He Jue back in seven steps and directly cut down the Buddha's face on the high platform, she feels that if it is this brother, it seems possible.

But this was what she was supposed to do.

The master said that she should go down the mountain to learn martial arts and do justice. She learned about the incident in Huanlou when she arrived in Shenjing a few days ago. When she had no classes in the sword training academy these days, she would go to Jingzhao Prefecture, or ask her fellow practitioners and passers-by about the prime minister. However, many days passed, and still no evildoer was punished.

The girl looked up and saw the canopy faintly visible in the wind and snow. Under it was the old man in purple clothes sitting on a big chair, still sipping tea peacefully. The officer Xie said that those who made the Tang law would not be made by the Tang law. She probably understood what he said, but the silent officer still collected the evidence night after night, as if he did not think that what he did was useless.

"Let's wait until Pei Ye proves the Ertian theory." At dusk, Officer Xie leaned against the stone lion, lowered his head to check the testimonies just handed over by the detectives, and said in a hoarse voice, "When the law of nature changes, the court will change; when the court changes, the prime minister will be replaced. That's when our government office will make efforts."

After hearing this, Jiang Yin'er thought about it for a long time and confirmed that the only contribution she could make was to stand in front of this prince at this moment.

Although we cannot defeat it, we can see it.

How does Haotian fight?

Jiang Yin'er lowered her eyes and stroked the sword, and the sound of a sword rang out in the wind and snow.

In "Phoenix Travel", she only learned the first move, and she used it well enough.

[Spring water pours down shadows, ice mirrors reflect the spirit]

The sword body reflects a completely different world. There is biting wind and snow on the stage, but there is gentle spring water in the sword. Contrary to its application in Huanlou, the girl no longer uses this sword to dispel the opponent's sword, but takes the initiative to bring the opponent into it.

At this moment, everyone unconsciously looked towards the icy mirror-like [Zhaoshen], and the world of spring instantly enveloped the sword platform...but His Highness was missed.

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Jiang Yin'er's heart and lungs were suddenly seized by an inexplicable force. The figure still stood there quietly, neither dodging nor blocking, still watching her sword strike like a spectator.

At this moment, Jiang Yin'er suddenly thought that the emotional layer of this prince was not affected at all, but even if the [Bright Mirror and Ice Mirror] of the Glazed Sword Master met the Sword of Will, it would have to be seen through. The girl had never known that there was such a person who was completely not chosen by the Sword of Will.

But this was not the time to think about it. Jiang Yin'er covered the blade of her sword. Even if the sword was useless, she at least had her own body. She rushed forward with the sword, and when she took the first step, the girl suddenly found with a chill all over her body...she could no longer lock onto the enemy.

Yes, the figure stood there motionless, but he was not in the sword's field of vision. She didn't know how to attack the figure with the sword. She stood stiffly in the wind and snow, and suddenly felt like a fish swimming in fire.

Hostility came from all directions, but the girl looked around and saw nothing. She tried hard to find someone to attack with her sword, but she seemed to be the only one on the stage... There was clearly something making her sword feel sharp, the sword owner was being attacked!
But she could not see anything, no weapons, no magic, snow was flying in her field of vision, boots made sounds, the figure in front of her began to blur, and the sword in her hand became heavier and heavier... The girl stood there in a daze, and suddenly realized who her enemy was.

Vast, endless snow.

The first snow in the capital of the Xinsi year was as heavy as goose feathers and fell all day and night. It was certainly enough to cover a young girl holding a sword.

With a "ding" sound, the sword fell to the ground in the snow. Jiang Yin'er looked at it in a daze and found that her hands were already red from the cold.

In fact, it was not only the girl who witnessed it.

Everyone shrouded in this world felt the heart-pounding enormity at this moment.

What is the movement of heaven and earth? Countless people will never be able to feel it in their entire life.

Just like a small shrimp that has spent its entire life on an island, it never imagined that the hard coral next to its nest could be destroyed, until one day, the giant whale beneath it turned over.

Everything that we depend on for life, sunlight, air, feng shui... actually has its own will, which is the powerlessness and panic of people in the face of the movement of heaven and earth.

The snow was falling quietly, and the figure stood peacefully in it, looking up at the sky.

I am the heaven and earth.

……

……

Pei Ye felt an indescribable feeling of being wrapped and suffocated, sleepy and unconscious.

Even though he was already in the state of mind, it was still difficult to get rid of this omnipresent feeling. It was only when those words were engraved on the purple forest that Pei Ye truly felt the clarity that came from the imitation of every word.

What's so difficult about this problem?
Just as you are indifferent to those complicated rituals...do you really have any pursuit for the so-called "truth"?

If you truly believe that there is some eternal truth that people need to follow, then what you worship is not "Heaven"?

You are so pretentious. For the sake of the overall situation, can you really put your sword back into its sheath? Then you are still serving as Shao Yu Supervisor in Shao Long.

Even if there is such a truth in the world, will you listen to it?

What if it makes you give up killing Li Du?

Pei Ye was stunned quietly, and suddenly he grinned in self-mockery.

All along, of course... I kill whoever I want.

The young man grasped the true meaning in his heart in an instant, and the bamboo heart tablets took effect at the same time, wrapping around like ribbons, outlining a definite shape for an elusive and formless thing.

Pei Ye woke up at this moment, with goosebumps all over his body. He realized that he was holding the sword. He opened his eyes suddenly and coughed several times as if he was choked by water. A hand beside him patted his back gently. Pei Ye stood up, panting. It was a dark starry night. Xu Chuo was looking at him in a cloak under the candlelight.

"I want... a sword..." Pei Ye said hoarsely while holding the hilt of the sword. He stared blankly ahead, and the little world was surrounding him in an extremely active way. "Give me a real sword quickly."

(End of this chapter)