Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune starts from Tianshi Mansion.

Chapter 421 420. Fake Sven Lei Chongyun (two chapters in one)

Miao Feng, a senior disciple of the Han Shushan School, looked in surprise at the departure of the scholar in the straw raincoat.

He vaguely saw the other person's profile, and then heard the other person's self-introduction, and he couldn't help but shudder all over.

When Miao Feng came to his senses, he saw that the other person had already floated down the river on the boat and had disappeared.

He looked around and for a moment he felt as if he was in a dream.

Later, Yu Boyan arrived with Ji Chuan and Wang Jianan.

Before Yu Boyan and the others could ask about the monks from Dakong Temple, Miao Feng stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Yu!"

Yu Boyan saw that his expression was not right, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "What happened? Is the injury serious?"

"Brother Yu, don't worry. I'm fine." Miao Feng glanced at Ji Chuan and Wang Jianan, and finally said, "I just ran into a senior..."

After hearing Miao Feng's description, Yu Boyan was shocked: "Dongyang Mountain Man..."

Ji Chuan, who came from the Tang Dynasty, had also heard of this name, but his feeling was not as strong as that of Yu Boyan and others from the Han Dynasty.

At this moment, he was watching from the sidelines. Not only was Wang Jianan excited, but even Yu Boyan, who had always been calm and composed and had the aura of the next generation leader of the Shushan Sect of the Han Dynasty, also changed color.

“It was indeed Wenhua’s heroic spirit that was aroused earlier…” Wang Jianan looked around and became even more excited.

Yu Boyan quickly calmed down and said thoughtfully, "The Confucian classics of family, country and the world are integrated with the mystery of Confucian chanting. It can achieve such a high level of attainment. It seems that Mr. Wang, the hermit of Dongyang, has indeed come back to the world..."

Wang Jianan took a deep breath to calm his excitement.

Earlier, when he returned to his ancestral land to worship his ancestors, he and his brothers from the same clan consulted ancient books and sorted out clues.

In recent years, the Wang family of Langya has been searching for the sixth uncle, Wang Xu, a native of Dongyang Mountain, and has spent countless manpower and material resources. Now they finally have news.

And, it's good news.

Wang Xu, a native of Dongyang Mountain, is still alive.

There had been no news of the other party for many years, and his life or death was unknown, so many people outside had rumored that the Wang family was looking for the burial place of the Dongyangshan man.

Now, not only is there news, but it also proves that Wang Xu is still alive.

As a guest, Ji Chuan stood quietly aside.

He had also heard of the great name of Wang Xu, a man from Dongyang Mountain.

When he heard that the other party had reappeared in the world, he was thinking more about what impact this incident would have on the current situation in the Han world.

While Yu Boyan was contacting the Shushan sect of the Han Dynasty, Wang Jianan also quietly wrote a letter to the Wang family of Langya.

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Chen Lingfeng, the head of the Han Shushan Sect, is currently practicing in seclusion.

Some elders came out to join the battle, helping the Han Dynasty to quell the chaos caused by the Dakong Temple.

The elder of Shushan Sect who currently stays in Xiaoding to preside over the situation is He Yuhang, who once visited the Tang Dynasty.

When He Yuhang received the message from Yu Boyan, he was surprised but then he was cheered up.

If Wang Xu, the hermit of Dongyang, were still alive, it would undoubtedly be good news for the current Han court.

However, Yu Boyan and others currently do not know where Dongyangshan’s next move will be, nor do they know the details of his mysterious disappearance.

Fortunately, since Mr. Wang doesn't mind revealing his true face in front of the younger generation, he doesn't care about the news spreading.

He Yuhang immediately sent a message to inform the imperial capital Chang'an.

In Chang'an, upon hearing the news, the Crown Prince of Han immediately ordered his important minister Ouyang Jingyuan to leave Chang'an and head south, hoping to get in touch with the hermit of Dongyang.

Ouyang Jingyuan's second son, Ouyang Bo, was accompanying him. Seeing his father's worried look, he couldn't help but ask, "Father, do you think there's something wrong?"

Ouyang Jingyuan: "There is nothing wrong with the message from the Shushan disciples. Although Taoist Yu Boyan is young, he has extraordinary strength and vision, so he should not be wrong.

But according to what they relayed from Wang Dongyang, I am somewhat concerned. "

His son Ouyang Bo was surprised: "Father, what do you mean?"

Ouyang Jingyuan said slowly: "When Wang Dongyang first met the Shushan disciples, he seemed to be talking to himself and mentioned the phrase 'woke up too early'."

Ouyang Bo pondered after hearing this.

Apparently, Yu Boyan and Miao Feng also thought this sentence was meaningful, so they recorded it in detail.

Ouyang Jingyuan: "I don't think there's a reason why Wang Dongyang hasn't been heard from for many years."

The saying “waking up too early” can be a big deal or a small one.

Especially after the incident with Venerable Shanzhi in Xumi earlier, everyone has become quite sensitive to similar things.

Ouyang Boyan said: "It's a pity that Shushan doesn't know Mr. Dongyang's whereabouts."

Ouyang Jingyuan: "Let's try our luck."

Ouyang Bo: "Will Mr. Dongyang return to the ancestral land of the Wang family of Langya first?"

Ouyang Jingyuan shook his head gently: "Probably not."

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The ancestral land of the Wang family of Langya was also greatly shocked after receiving Wang Jianan's letter.

But after waiting for a while, not only did Wang Xu from Dongyang Mountain not return to his ancestral land of Langya, but he also did not receive any words from him.

This calmed down the excitement of the Wang family.

Indeed, as long as the news that Wang Xu, the hermit from Dongyang, was still alive spread, it would be enough for the Wang family of Langya to benefit from it.

But now the situation in the Han Dynasty is turbulent. Even though the Wang family has deep roots, they still have to be careful to avoid making mistakes.

The current clan leader, Wang Yan, stood in front of a courtyard.

The courtyard has been uninhabited for a long time, but it is cleaned and tidied all year round.

This was Wang Xu’s former residence.

The clan elder Wang Jian came to Wang Yan and said, "There is no further information about Sixth Brother's whereabouts."

Wang Yan nodded gently and said, "Thank you for going south. If you have any accurate information, please let me know. I will leave immediately to meet you."

Wang Jian agreed: "Yes, brother."

He was about to say goodbye when clan leader Wang Yan suddenly ordered, "Ask Qilang to go with you."

Wang Jian seemed to be thinking: "Qi Lang..."

Qilang was named Wang soon after, and was one of the most outstanding young men of the new generation of the Wang family of Langya.

However, in recent years, there have been some disputes within the Wang family of Langya, and Wang Buji has become a figure in the limelight.

"Well, Qilang will go with you." said the clan leader Wang Yanyan.

Wang Jian: "Yes, brother."

"Is there any news about Sixth Uncle?" Wang was just about to go out when he received the order and changed his mind.

Wang Jian asked, "Qilang, are you planning to go out?"

Wang Bu Ji: "I originally planned to visit Fang Jijiu who came from the Tang Dynasty, but now it is more important to find my sixth uncle."

Wang Jian looked at the other person deeply and nodded slowly: "Well, let's set off as soon as possible."

After Wang Xu returned to the world, he never took the initiative to contact the Wang family of Langya, which made Wang Jian and others sigh.

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Lei Jun, who transformed himself into Wang Xu, a mountain man from Dongyang, had a smooth journey.

Through Miao Feng, Wang Jianan and others, the news of Wang Xu's return was spread.

Although Ji Chuan is here, Lei Jun is not in a position to reminisce about the past with him right now, so they can only wait until the future.

Relying on the aura and thoughts left by Haoran Xuangui and Wang Xu in the Rising Sun Bow, Lei Jun can currently imitate him without revealing any flaws.

As for some of his past acquaintances and friends who were really close to Wang Xu, most of them were people from the secular world. On weekdays, he rarely had direct contact with practitioners.

Now, many years have passed, and most of Wang Xu's former friends have passed away.

As for Wang of Langya and others, Lei Jun had no intention of having a deep conversation with them.

This time, Lei Jun chose to show up and alert the enemy, and his main target was not them.

The Jade Purity Zhoutian Dharma Mirror hangs high in the sky, and its light can see in all directions and know things in advance.

If it's someone Lei Jun really doesn't want to see, then he naturally won't be able to see him.

As for fighting with others, it’s no big deal.

Although there are significant differences between the country and the world of the Confucian classics practitioners and the divine court and universe of the Taoist talisman practitioners, with the help of Haoran Xuangui, Lei Jun will not have any major flaws.

Generally speaking, after the Taoist Shenting universe is released, it seems to open up a small universe of heaven and earth on its own, which is almost completely closed due to the separation between the inside and the outside.

The Confucian monks' concept of home, country and the world is closer to a semi-open state.

They also create an independent world, but when fighting against the enemy, it is not necessarily completely closed. Instead, it serves more as a support behind the great scholars to jointly fight against enemies from the real world outside.

When it comes to capturing and blocking opponents, the country and the world of a Confucian scholar is not as good as the Taoist's ability to project the universe and the divine court. The advantage is that it consumes less energy on the monk himself.

The Taoist talisman masters who release the Shenting universe or the Mahayana Dao scene have always consumed a lot of energy.

If it weren't for the talisman school's tradition of communicating with heaven and earth and using the laws of nature, even if one's own magic power was as powerful as Lei Jun and Tang Xiaotang, it would be difficult to maintain it for a long time.

Lei Jun's comprehension is extraordinary, and he has a detailed control over his own Mahayana path.

Therefore, he can imitate the country and the world of the Confucian scholars, and make his own Mahayana universe appear semi-open to the outside world.

Of course, if you want to make the fake look real, the most important foundation is still Haoran Xuangui.

This treasure transformed Lei Jun's Taoist magic power into Confucian literary and artistic spirit. On this basis, Lei Jun took it a step further and completely changed the appearance of the Mahayana Taoist scenery. It seemed like green mountains and clear waters, waiting for Miao Feng and the others to dive in.

Of course, the thunder that killed those descendants of Dakong Temple was released by Lei Jun’s own thunder method, which was disguised by Haoran Xuangui.

He is not capable of attracting wind and thunder by just reciting two lines of poetry.

The foundation of the Confucian practitioners' practice and spellcasting in this world lies in their literary talent or literary and noble spirit.

Practitioners of the Confucian chanting school take this as their foundation to communicate with heaven, earth and nature and thus gain all kinds of magical powers.

The poems and songs you recite do not necessarily have to be written by yourself.

But whether one can unleash his power depends on his own literary talent and natural talent.

If a person's talent can support him to write poems and articles that are as good as the famous works of his predecessors, then when he recites the famous works and famous sentences of his predecessors, he will show due power.

If his literary talent and elegance are far inferior to those of the original author, then even if he can recite the poems of his predecessors by heart, the natural spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he can arouse will still be extremely limited, and naturally the famous poem will not show the power it should have.

Well, if the person who recites has not made any achievements in this regard, then needless to say, it is just pure recitation.

For example, right now, Master Lei Tianshi wants to be a plagiarist, but he doesn’t have the literary talent, so it’s basically just an idea.

Fortunately, he had extraordinary understanding in the way of Taoism, and both Confucian chanting and Taoist talismans focused on communicating with heaven, earth and nature, so with the help of Haoran Xuangui, he could pretend to be very accomplished.

In the world of family, country and the world, the evil monk of Dakong Temple was killed by the thunder of chanting, and the heroic spirit of literature and art was stirring.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is considered to be a man with superb attainments in both Confucian classics and chanting, thus confirming his identity as Wang Xu, a native of Dongyang Mountain.

"But you have to take it easy..." Lei Jun checked his Haoran Xuangui.

He himself has abundant magical power, and after practicing Yin-Yang Wuji Xinghuang, his magical power recovers quickly.

However, the transformation of Taoist magic power into the Confucian cultural and noble spirit is entirely through the Haoran Xuangui.

This transformation process, or Haoran Xuangui, has its limits.

If you use too much force, either the Haoran Xuan Gui will be destroyed or your Taoist magic power will be exposed.

Fortunately, some groundwork had been laid when he appeared earlier.

Mr. Dongyang has not shown up for many years and there has been no news from him. What has he been busy with?
The answer is, to recuperate.

Although he has come out again, he came out too early and has not yet fully completed his work, so his injuries have not healed.

It's just that Elder Miao of the Shushan Sect might have to bear the blame for a while.

"Let me think about what other methods the great scholars have that would be difficult for me to imitate..." Lei Jun pondered in his heart.

The first is the realm of poetry chanting by great Confucian scholars in the Nine Heavens, especially when one reaches the third level of the Nine Heavens, one begins to be detached from the world, which is very different from the country and the world of Confucian scholars and the Taoist divine court universe.

Including Neo-Confucianism which had not yet been born in the Han Dynasty, several schools of Confucianism practiced the nine levels of heaven, all of which were considered to have pacified the world.

There are Five Classics in Confucian classics and five transformations in reciting them.

It is in the same vein as the previous chanting from the seventh level of entering the trance state to the eighth level of leaving the trance state.

Therefore, chanting about a great scholar entering the ninth heaven is also called reaching the state of perfection. This is also the general name for the first level of the ninth heaven when Confucians chant.

When one reaches a state of ecstasy and attains the realm of poetry, the most remarkable ability is that one is no longer restricted by the power that isolates heaven and earth.

Even the state of transformation can, to a certain extent, turn the opponent's magical powers into your own use.

This was the case with the great scholar Liang Zhuo, with whom Lei Jun had previously fought among the foreign Khanates.

The second transformation of chanting to pacify the world is called looking up and down at nature. Its greatest feature is that it can maintain multiple poetic realms at the same time and have a lasting impact on the surrounding natural world.

The third transformation is called detachment from the world.

When reaching this realm, the master of the realm of transformation can enter the virtual world from the real world, and be in the realm of transformation. He can even forcibly capture part of the opponent's soul into his own realm of transformation, forcing the opponent's soul and body to be temporarily separated.

This was somewhat unfriendly to Lei Jun's Mahayana Daojing.

Let him drag the other party in, simple.

Attack the opponent's soul alone, simple.

It is difficult to forcibly separate the other person's soul and body, and to capture the soul alone into the Mahayana realm.

Or the excuse of not being fully recovered from the injury is more useful...

Lei Jun transformed himself into a mountain man from Dongyang, and while thinking, he went downstream, passed through the Dongting Lake, and turned into the river. He appeared from time to time along the way, and relevant news always came out.

Under the reflection of the Jade Purity Zhoutian Mirror, the number of people coming and going around increased significantly. As Lei Jun approached the Poyang Lake in the Han world, he saw another familiar person from the Tang world.

Fang Yue.

The other party came to conduct an on-site inspection of the official schools of the Han Dynasty.

Because the imperial family of the Han court was relatively powerful and the Han emperor was wise and diligent in his early years, the Han Dynasty successfully established a number of official schools, which flourished and included many prefectural and county schools.

After hearing about this, Fang Yue came specially. After meeting the emperor in Chang'an, he went down to the grassroots official school to observe.

The result is hard to say whether it is good or bad.

The good news is that the network of official schools in the Han Dynasty was indeed well developed and numerous.

But on the other hand, official schools in various places were mostly controlled by aristocratic families.

The situation is similar to that of the Imperial College of the Tang Dynasty.

Even the admission threshold to local county schools is very high.

Fang Yue walked around and looked around without asking any further questions.

But it is hard not to think that the Han emperor was enlightened in his early years, but later became foolish, which caused the official schools in various places to change from their initial prosperity to their current state.

Although it was said that the Crown Prince of Han was wise, he was unable to move forward.

Internally, the Han Emperor is still on the throne.

Externally, the Han Dynasty is now in chaos both inside and outside.

Although he didn't see the scene he expected, Fang Yue was not discouraged and continued to walk around and take a look.

The big Han official who was accompanying him saw this and looked at him with amusement, but did not try to stop him.

Under the observation of Lei Jun's Yuqing Zhoutian Magic Mirror, he could see that among the big Han officials accompanying Fang Yue, there was a familiar-looking man.

Her name was Fang Junmei. She had previously served as Ouyang Jingyuan's deputy envoy and went to Datong together.

Now, as time goes by and various information is exchanged, Lei Jun has already realized that this person is quite a wonderful person.

To some extent, he is somewhat similar to Fang Yue.

Fang Junmei was born into the Fang clan of Jingxiang in the Han Dynasty, and her talent also spread far and wide at a young age.

But as an outlier in the family, he joined the Han imperial court at an early age.

Comparatively speaking, Fang Junmei's reputation in the Han Dynasty is worse than Fang Yue's in the Tang Dynasty.

According to rumors, he appeared more as a flatterer and sycophantic villain, accompanying the emperor.

However, when entertaining Fang Yue, he looked very elegant and well-mannered, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Another young official who was traveling with them watched Fang Yue and Fang Junmei talking with an expressionless face.

His surname was also Fang, and his given name was Fang Xiwu. He was a descendant of the Fang clan in Jingxiang of the Han Dynasty.

Fang Xiwu had long heard about the experiences of the Fang clan in Jingxiang and the Fang clan in Datong in the Tang Dynasty.

Looking at Fang Yue and Fang Junmei again at this time, he felt complicated.

Now, due to various internal and external reasons, the famous Han families have restored their relationship with the imperial court and are standing together in the face of powerful enemies.

Therefore, Fang Xiwu worked with Fang Junmei and entertained Fang Yue with all the necessary etiquette.

If it had been a few years earlier, he would probably have just looked at Fang Junmei with a cold brow.

"I wonder how the battle in Poyang Lake is going?" Fang Yue suddenly stopped at this time.

After observing the lake for a while, he asked Fang Junmei and Fang Xiwu beside him.

Fang Junmei also looked out at the lake in the distance: "Many elders from the Jiangzhou Lin Clan participated in the battle, and generally confined the rampant demons to the southern part of the swamp."

Fang Yue: "Is there any expert in Jiangzhou currently?"

Fang Junmei looked into the distance, and Fang Xiwu said beside her: "Mr. Long Huai is studying in Jiangzhou."

Fang Yue knew that Mr. Long Huai was the nickname of Lin Xiaoyi, the current patriarch of the Lin clan in Jiangzhou of the Han Dynasty.

His name is among the Han monks who have reached the eighth level of perfection and are the focus of the Tang Dynasty.

The other party is regarded as the great scholar who is most likely to break through to the ninth level of Tianpingtianxia realm in the short term.

What Fang Xiwu meant by studying behind closed doors was basically the same as shutting himself in and ignoring outside affairs.

The Lin clan of Jiangzhou in the Han Dynasty did not slack off.

Except for the clan leader Lin Xiaoyi who was practicing in seclusion, most of the remaining top masters went out of Jiangzhou to join the battle to fight against the big monster that took advantage of the chaos in Dakong Temple to invade the Jiangnan area.

"There seems to be something wrong in the waters north of Daze. There may be a big monster lurking around. We must be careful." Fang Yue said softly.

Fang Junmei had been looking at the lake in the distance, but at this moment she said, "Brother Duanfeng, you are a guest from afar, why don't you return north first?"

Fang Yue: "To quell the rebellion, we all have nothing to do with each other. Since we have come across this opportunity, I am willing to lend a helping hand."

As he spoke, his literary talent was already surging.

While the two sides were talking, white waves began to rise and fall on the lake in the distance, and a vicious and evil aura was clearly emerging from it.

The next moment, huge strange fish with a single head, two tails and four wings jumped out from the bottom of the lake. The big ones were as big as elephants, and the small ones were as small as cows. They rushed towards the shore in groups with great momentum.

Fang Yue's body was filled with a surge of noble aura, but he did not release it immediately, but instead condensed it and did not disperse it.

Although facing a powerful enemy, Fang Junmei and Fang Xiwu were still attracted by Fang Yue beside them.

The chief academician of the Tang Dynasty Academy practiced the Confucian chanting method and had already achieved the eighth level of trance.

The so-called trance means that one's own poems, songs and essays are combined with literary talent to condense the charm, so that all aspects of the magic are greatly increased.

The Confucian chanting of the Eightfold Heaven Cultivation has the theory of the four forgetfulnesses, namely forgetting things, forgetting breath, forgetting intentions and forgetting self.

One forgets about things, and a myriad of visions appear. Forgetting about things reveals the spirit, thus giving rise to charm.

The two of them forget about Qi, the axis of heaven and earth, and the return of mysterious Qi. This can allow the cultivator to mobilize more spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use within a certain period of time, and his own literary talent is almost not consumed.

At this moment, Fang Yue clearly showed such magical power.

His literary and artistic talent was condensed but not released, penetrating the sky and the earth, and finally formed a celestial axis and an earthly axis that seemed real.

As the two intertwined, the void of heaven and earth was turbulent, as if it had changed its appearance, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a whole became extremely active.

There is something even more miraculous about Fang Yue's moves, which is very different from the other great scholars who chanted in the Eighth Heaven.

After his celestial axis was supported, not only he himself, but also Fang Junmei, Fang Xiwu and others around him benefited from it.

Taking advantage of the time when the double-tailed black sturgeon was about to approach, Fang Yue first propped up the axis of heaven and earth. It seemed that everything was condensed, but what followed was the most violent explosion.

"I wish I had the sword to cross the sea and kill the whale."

As he let out a long chant, surging sword energy descended from the sky, as if condensed into substance, transforming into a rain of swords that covered many double-tailed black sturgeons at once.

A large number of monster sturgeons were shot dead on the spot, and blood instantly soaked the surface of the lake.

Amid the rolling waves, a giant double-tailed black sturgeon, as huge as an island in the lake, emerged.

The evil demonic aura was surging and directly collided with the spiritual energy surging between heaven and earth.

But Fang Yue's talent did not dissipate, instead the surging sword energy further merged in mid-air to produce a whole new change, combining into a giant sword that could cut through the sky and split the earth. The moment the giant demon sturgeon emerged from the water, it also cut it down on the head, just in line with the saying "cutting a whale across the sea", and the huge reef-like head of the demon sturgeon was chopped off on the spot.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwu took a deep breath.

No matter what he thought of Fang Yue and the Tang Dynasty, at this moment he had to admit that the other party was superior in strength.

Fang Junmei's eyes also flashed when she saw this, and she praised: "Brother Duanfeng's work is excellent, the spirit is as clear as the sky, and the energy is as bright as a rainbow, which is amazing."

Fang Yue himself showed no sign of gratification, but instead stared at the churning lake surface.

"Watch out!" he growled.

Before he could open his mouth, a huge black shadow emerged from the lake, even larger than the giant double-tailed black sturgeon.

It was a giant fiery red turtle.

When the giant turtle emerged from the water, it looked like a fiery red island appearing on the shore of Poyang Lake.

As the heat wave swept across, the lake water around the "island" was almost completely evaporated by the scorching evil spirit.

The evil aura turned into a raging fire and reached the shore in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yue didn't even have time to think, let alone recite.

But without him having to think about it, suddenly, continuous mountains appeared out of thin air.

It seemed illusory, but it became real in an instant, just in time to intercept the attack of the giant fiery red turtle.

The Confucian chanting is the third of the four kinds of forgetfulness, which can only be achieved when one has cultivated to the third level of the eighth heaven.

There is no need to think or recite. Within a certain period of time, poetry will flow naturally, emerge in response to inspiration, and be completed in an instant.

As long as one reaches the fourth level of chanting, develops a poetic heart, and is filled with poetry and books, the cultivator can attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and resist the enemy without uttering a single word.

But in that case, the power of the magic spells would inevitably be greatly reduced.

When one reaches the third level of the eighth heaven of Confucianism, one has achieved the miraculous state of oblivion, and even without opening a mouth, the power of his magic spells can still be fully exerted.

The mountain blocked the raging flames, and Fang Xiwu finally had time to speak:
"Flame Island Turtle King! How could this monster swim across the Poyang Lake so easily and appear here? There was no news at all before."

This is a big demon equivalent to the ninth-level cultivator of the human race. It has been active in the southern wilderness and rarely goes north.

Now it is almost reaching the river bank.

The demonic fire was raging, and it made a series of explosions as it burned fiercely.

The mountain formed by Fang Yue Wenhua's spiritual energy from heaven and earth suddenly began to crumble.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, he had no chance to speak.

But with the three magical blessings of forgetting things, forgetting breath, and forgetting intentions, infinite sword energy was immediately generated again, condensing in mid-air and manifesting as a giant sky-cutting sword, which fell head-on at the Turtle King of Flame Island.

The monster slightly retracted its neck, and the huge sword chopped down. Although fire flew everywhere, it did not hurt it.

Compared to the raging demonic fire, the solid tortoise shell all over its body is even more despairing.

Lei Jun hadn't seen Fang Yue take action for a while and was watching with great interest. Suddenly, his mind moved and his gaze turned to Fang Junmei standing beside him.

The other party used some means to hide his body and quietly moved to the side.

This is not the method used by Confucian monks.

This is a good harvest... Lei Jun thought.

While he was thinking, he picked up the Rising Sun Bow at hand.

On the bank of the lake, Fang Junmei was concentrating at the moment, and silently swung a sword from the side.

Unlike other Confucian scholars, his sword aura is sinister.

Fang Junmei's sword energy condensed into a beam and stabbed into the big monster's eyes.

However, although the Turtle King of Flame Island looked huge, his movements were extremely agile. He tilted his head slightly, and Fang Junmei's sword energy failed to hit his vital parts.

When he missed his target, he did not stay for long and immediately retreated.

The giant monster seemed to sneer as it directly crushed the surrounding Poyang Lake embankment. It did not completely come out of the water, but just half-lying on the edge of the lake. The flames on its body began to sweep toward the shore, trying to engulf Fang Yue and the others.

The sea surged in front of Fang Yue, blocking the raging fire, and his figure drifted backwards.

As a result of his retreat, the axis of heaven and earth collapsed, and it would take some time to rebuild it.

The raging demonic fire gained momentum and grew stronger.

But at this moment, a beam of bright light suddenly came from afar.

The light condensed and hit the head and neck of the Flame Island Turtle King as it was about to retract.

The big monster let out a muffled groan, which was earth-shaking at first, but turned into a low groan halfway through, as if it was being suffocated.

Its huge body slid backwards, scraping against the shore of the lake.

The light seemed to have no end, shining continuously.

The huge body of the Flame Island Turtle King was almost pierced through on the spot.

The monster struggled hard and moved to the side to avoid the attack.

The lake water seemed to be dried up by it, but half of its body remained in the lake, and it was quickly submerged in the water again.

But even so, the light that pierced through its body triggered lightning and fire from its wounds and flesh, which continued to burn through its body.

The huge body rolled over in pain, as if a mountain was collapsing and the earth was splitting.

Seeing the big monster screaming continuously, Fang Yue, Fang Junmei, Fang Xiwu and others were all shocked.

Everyone looked into the distance and saw a small boat floating towards them from a distance on the river that flowed into the lake.

The light on the small boat was dazzling. To Fang Yue and others, it was as if they were looking directly at the sunlight for a moment, and there was only a vast expanse of white in their vision.

Only when the light faded a little could they see clearly.

A middle-aged scholar wearing a straw raincoat stood at the bow of the boat, with a huge bow still shining brightly in his hand.

Recalling some rumors they had heard recently, Fang Junmei and Fang Xiwu both held their breath.

Wang Xu, a native of Dongyang Mountain.

The middle-aged scholar arrived nearby by boat and waved his sleeves at the Turtle King of Flame Island.

In the eyes of Fang Yue and the big man, the empty realm of heaven and earth shook, as if the country and the world were spreading out, capturing and absorbing the big monster.

In our own country, there is a surging sword energy that is cold and sharp.

The big monster that was wreaking havoc before disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The evil fire was extinguished, the heat in the air was gone, and the evil evil spirit also disappeared.

　PS1: 7k5 Chapter
　　PS2: I wrote very slowly today, but I finally finished it. I forgot to give a preview before, so I’m really sorry if there are friends who have to wait too late.

　　
　
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