My clone is on the other side of the starry sky

Chapter 304 The sword says nameless

Around Lu Xuan, the phantoms of the Nine Mountains and Rivers slowly emerged, pushing upwards to compete with the phantoms of the Six Mountains and Rivers falling from the sky.

Two fortunes representing different forces converged in Tianzhou, and the phantoms of the six mountain and river seals above were faintly pushed back. Obviously, the mountain and river seals produced by the Taoist League and Buddhism have fallen behind in terms of luck, but for the Taoist League For everyone in Buddhism, this is enough.

What they want is not to compete in luck. Even if the luck is suppressed, it will also plunge the entire Tianzhou's luck belonging to Lu Xuan into chaos and stalemate. At this moment, it is difficult for Lu Xuan to mobilize his luck to implement the rules.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!" An old man descended from the sky and floated in front of Lu Xuan. He looked at Lu Xuan and said with a smile: "Nine is the number one. On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, when the country was founded, the yang pole generates yin, which breeds evil spirits and is not good for the country. The leader is afraid today It’s hard to build a country!”

"Third grade?" Lu Xuan looked at the old man in front of him, nodded slightly and said, "I never believe in fate. Even if evil spirits breed, I can kill them with one force."

"The leader doesn't listen to good advice. Even if he reluctantly proclaims himself emperor, he is also a headstrong king and will be of no use to the people of the world!" An old sword-wielding man snorted coldly. Although he had not yet made a move, he already had boundless sword intent to lock Lu Xuan.

"I can make my own judgment on whether the words are good or not. If the well-being of the people in the world only depends on the founding of the country, then the world will be too fragile. I believe that the fate of the Ming Dynasty can suppress all evil spirits!" After Lu Xuan finished speaking, he looked at the sky. , said loudly: "Continue!"

"Yes!" Cao Jingzhong took a deep breath and said loudly: "Kneel down to the sky!"

"Stubborn!" A red-haired old Taoist snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and nine fire dragons sprang out from his body, converging in the air to form a sacred fire shield and covering the entire altar.

"If you don't cultivate, you will be beaten if you want. There is so much nonsense!" Zhang Yuanrou formed a seal with her hands, cursed angrily, and pointed towards the ground.

"Om~"

The surroundings of the altar suddenly shook, and pillars of light rose into the sky to protect the altar. Endless formations lit up the entire land, intersecting with the twelve pillars of light, and the divine fire shield was topped by the twelve pillars of light. live.

"Boom~"

Seeing that the shield of divine fire could no longer be covered, it instantly turned into nine fire dragons and circled towards the twelve light pillars. The flames burned the entire sky as the nine fire dragons fell, but the twelve light pillars lit up various mysterious formations. There seemed to be inexplicable power between them, and all the flames that rushed into the area covered by the twelve light pillars dissipated instantly.

"What kind of formation is this!?" The old swordsman frowned and looked at the twelve light pillars. The power contained in them made even a third-grade monk feel palpitated.

"It's like the Twelve Heavenly Sect Formation, but it seems to be different. And where did he get all this red flame gold? And the Xuanyin Stone." The speaker was Master Xuanzhen, the head of Qingyun Dao Sect, one of the five major sects. The person who is best at formations, the formation patterns that are constantly flashing on the light beam give him a paradoxical feeling, like the fusion of formations, but there is no sign of fusion. The person who arranges this method, in the formation, His attainments in the Dharma are probably even greater than his own.

But what really surprised Master Xuanzhen was the materials used in the opponent's formation. Although Xuanyin Stone and Red Flame Gold were not too precious, they were only relatively speaking. The foundations of the twelve light pillars were twelve different kinds. Refined from ore, each one is one foot long and as thick as an arm's length. Even if the five sects of the Tao Alliance combined, they probably wouldn't be able to come up with the ore to refine these twelve pillars.

"Hmph, let's see how many spiritual stones he has to support this formation!" The old man Yu Jian obviously also saw the pillars at the core of the light pillars, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. What kind of giant has the Guiyi Sect dug up that has never been seen in ten thousand years? Mine? Why is there no news at all?

No matter what kind of formation, spiritual energy is needed to maintain it. The moment this formation came out, it absorbed the entire Tianzhou spiritual energy, which is enough to show that this formation consumes a lot of money. How many spiritual stones are needed to maintain such a large formation?

At that moment, he squeezed the sword technique with both hands, and the sword under his feet instantly turned into thousands of sword energy, blasting towards the altar. At the same time, a huge sword shadow faintly appeared behind him. In an instant, the swords on the waists of countless people wearing swords could not help but tremble. Get up, if the owner doesn't hold it down tightly, I'm afraid it will unsheath and fly away immediately.

"Yan~"

At this moment, the sky filled with fire clouds suddenly split open, and a sharp sword intent came straight towards the old man holding the sword.

The old man frowned, stretched out his hand, and a wisp of sword energy escaped, colliding with the sword intent that broke through the air. In an instant, the surrounding fire clouds were billowing, and the sky-burning phase caused by the divine fire shield was reflected in the two sword intents. The moment of collision, they suddenly dispersed.

"Such a strong sword intention!" The old man with the sword was a little surprised. He was the headmaster of the Shangqing Dao Sect, which was a sect that focused on swordsmanship among the five sects of the Tao Alliance. As a headmaster, his sword was naturally not weak, but the sword in front of him was The sword intention made him feel alert.

He looked up and saw a sword flashing in the sky. A young man came with sword energy. The void fell above the twelve pillars. He looked at Lu Xuandao on the altar with a smile: "It seems that I am not coming back." It’s too late.”

"Just right!" Lu Xuan nodded. The person coming was Xu Yifan, Zhang Yuqing's fourth disciple who had left Jiuzhou for many years.

"The young man has good swordsmanship!" Master Shangqing frowned and looked at Xu Yifan: "It is quite rare for you to reach the fourth rank at your age, why bother to take a trip into this muddy water?"

"Fourth senior brother is in the fourth rank!?" Zhang Yuanrou looked at Xu Yifan in astonishment. Over the years, they have learned from each other and discussed each other's ways. In addition, they have never slacked off in practice, and with luck, they have only recently broken through to the fourth rank. Good, although Xu Yifan holds the position of missionary and protector and enjoys the luck bonus of Guiyi Sect, but according to the rules of Guiyi Sect, luck distribution has always been based on contribution. Xu Yifan has been traveling abroad these years, and his luck is definitely There are not many people like them who conquer the world for the Guiyi Sect.

Isn’t it possible that the foundation has not been laid?

Zhang Yuanrou and others are a little worried. In fact, it is not difficult to enter the fourth rank. If they only focused on cultivation, they would have been able to enter the fourth rank more than ten years ago. But as Lu Xuan said back then, cultivation is a cumulative process. In the process, every step is important. Understanding the world and the rules, and consolidating the Tao foundation step by step, can lay a solid foundation for the future. Excessive pursuit of improvement in cultivation will lead to falling behind, and the road will only become narrower and narrower.

"The opponent of the fourth senior brother is the third grade." Li Xingzhi reminded.

"I did not participate in the Guiyi Sect's expansion of territory over the years. Now that the country has been founded, I shouldn't have come back. But when the Guiyi Sect is in trouble, I have to go back." Xu Yifan took off the sword that had never been unsheathed on his back. Looking at the sword-wielding old man, he said: "I have heard for a long time that Master Shangqing's spiritual sword master is known as the best swordsman in Kyushu. I have a sword. I have been raising the sword for decades and have not taken it seriously. Since my predecessor calls himself the best swordsman in Kyushu, Sword, junior, be brave and ask senior to test the sword today!"

"Arrogant young man! I have been practicing swordsmanship for thousands of years. You have been practicing swordsmanship for decades and you want to discuss swordsmanship with me!?" The Master of Spirit Sword was laughed out of anger. He has been in charge of Jiuzhou for thousands of years. Wherever he goes, he reaches the rank of emperor. From generals to ministers, to merchants and pawns, there is no one who would not obey him. Today there is Lu Xuan who does not know his fate. Now there is another one who wants to test his sword. As the first person to use the sword in the Dao Alliance, the Spiritual Sword Master People can no longer remember the last time a junior challenged themselves.

"This can only mean that the senior's sword cultivation is wrong! The senior may not have improved for a long time, right?" Xu Yifan looked at the phantom of the sharp sword behind the Master of the Spirit Sword, shook his head and sighed.

Xu Yifan said seriously: "Senior is wrong, no matter whether you practice swordsmanship, body cultivation, or Taoism, in the final analysis, what you cultivate is Taoism. It is the understanding of the world. It is a process of constantly breaking through what you knew in the past and opening up new worlds. This process is very complicated. It’s painful, but it’s also sharpening the sword. When the senior only focused on the title of the best swordsman in Kyushu, the senior’s sword was already deflected!”

"Ignorant junior, only a fourth-grade man, how dare you talk nonsense about swordsmanship!" A flash of anger flashed in the Spirit Sword Master's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to hold a sword with a simple shape in his hand.

Xu Yifan shook his head with some disappointment: "Senior has been sitting on the Taoist Alliance's luck for thousands of years, but he is still at the third level, which means that his path is over! Thousands of years of practice are just a repetition of useless insights, and the path is over. , not to mention thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, the seniors are still just that!"

"What a sharp-tongued junior, let me see if your sword is as sharp as your mouth!" The Spirit Sword Master was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense with the junior in front of him. He shouted angrily, and the shadow of the giant sword spread out behind him. After releasing the infinite sword energy, in just a moment, the infinite sword energy enveloped Xu Yifan, creating a world completely composed of sword energy. This is also the "heaven" unique to the upper third level.

As soon as he entered, infinite sword energy surged in like a wave. This was the world of the Spirit Sword Master. There was nowhere to hide and no way to hide.

"Although I know that my senior's swordsmanship is lacking, the gap in realm is indeed not small. If I don't use this sword today, I'm afraid I won't be my opponent." Xu Yifan allowed the sword energy to pierce his body, but the wound healed quickly and slowly fell. On the hilt of his sword, he nodded slightly and said: "Today is a grand event for me to return to the One Sect, so... I'm offended!"

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to respond, Xu Yifan slowly pulled out the sword from the sheath. He has been cultivating this sword since he became a disciple of Zhang Yuqing. Later, he also experienced hard battles, but he never used this sword. But today, facing him, Against a third-level master, if he could not use this sword, he would have no chance of winning with his fourth-level cultivation.

"Om~"

It was a very simple sword. It was not a famous sword. It was a sword that Zhang Yuqing gave to Xu Yifan. It was not a good quality. But at this moment, when the sword was drawn, the world that belonged to the Spiritual Sword Master seemed to be frozen. In general, Xu Yifan's complexion quickly turned pale, and the infinite real energy in the Zifu Nascent Soul was quickly depleted as the sword was drawn out.

At the same time, the Master of the Spirit Sword was also frozen. His consciousness was very clear, but he just couldn't move. He didn't have earth-shattering sword energy. He just waved it in an ordinary way. A crack appeared in his world, and a faint ripple spread towards him. Come on, he wanted to hide, but his body seemed to be out of control. He watched helplessly as the ripples, so faint that they were almost invisible, cut through his world and passed through his body.

Xu Yifan's energy and energy weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's the name of this sword...?" The spirit sword master's sky slowly dissipated and reappeared in front of everyone. Everyone looked here, but the spirit sword master looked at Xu Yifan blankly.

"Nameless." Xu Yifan smiled, and his body fell down weakly. Huo Zhan quickly stood up, held Xu Yifan in his arms like a princess, and then returned to the formation.

"Elder brother, long time no see!"

"If you lose, you lose. As long as everything is fine!" Huo Zhan put down Xu Yifan, held the knife in both hands, and went up to fight for his life.

"No need." Xu Yifan shook his head weakly and looked upward.

In the sky, the Spirit Sword Master looked ahead and murmured: "Nameless..."

At this moment, he recalled his life. When he was a child, he joined the Shangqing Dao Sect and showed his unparalleled talent. In the eyes of his peers, he cultivated Yuanying in just three years and became a deacon of the Shangqing Dao Sect. The progress was faster, and within ten years, he entered the realm of distraction and became the youngest elder at that time.

Then his cultivation began to stagnate. Even if he had luck, his progress was limited. It took him a thousand years to barely reach the third level. This was the case for others. He felt that he was fine, as this young man said. In this way, his swordsmanship would no longer improve after reaching the fourth level, and his cultivation relied on thousands of years of luck and hard work, and he only reached the third level when his life span was about to end.

The false reputation of the best swordsman in Kyushu and the popularity of the people have made him forget that he has not advanced in kendo for many years. He thought this was the end of kendo, but now it seems... he was really wrong.

As the last thought flashed through, the spirit sword master's consciousness also completely dissipated. The sword shadow behind him that represented his life's achievements also collapsed with the disappearance of his consciousness. At the same time, his body also dissipated... …

(End of this chapter)