I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Feiliu Sword Sect's palaces, pavilions, courtyards and houses are scattered all over the mountains and down the mountains, and between the four mountain tops.

Most of these places are not occupied by people every day. For example, there is a plum forest villa at the foot of the mountain, which is used to entertain distinguished guests to enjoy the scenery, and a hot spring villa on the mountain, where friends gather to bathe in winter.

There is a sword sacrificial pond in the valley. During every New Year's festival, it is used to call on the disciples to pour medicinal elixir powder, medicinal powder and medicinal soup into the water together, and worship the sword together, thereby purifying their own sword energy.

However, even in these uninhabited places, there are still long swords scattered, sinking at the bottom of the pond, standing by the road, or stabbed on the plum tree.

In the retreat hall, when Liu Zhaoheng was angry, there was a loud thunder and thunder in the sky.

It was a sunny day, but the sound of thunder made many people feel anxious. When they opened the door and looked, they saw vague clouds rolling in, and it seemed like rain was falling.

But soon they discovered that in addition to the aftertaste of thunder, there was also the sound of swords echoing in their ears.

The swords in their hands, the swords on their waists, the swords on the wall, the swords on the shelves, the swords on the roadside, and the swords in the pool all felt inexplicably and trembled spontaneously.

The sharp edge of the sword often creates a silvery afterimage, making people deeply feel the anger conveyed by the master of the Feiliu Sword Sect from the sound of the sword.

A top person in the True Form Realm can only destroy rocks and uproot trees with a single blow on the spot. Any further away, and the aftermath of his skill will be greatly reduced.

A strong person in the Mysterious Embryo Realm can influence the surrounding three or four miles with the power and aura of sitting in one place, and even cause the wind and rain, the mist to condense frost, or the living tree to wither, and the wet cloth to make a fire.

Within a few miles, there are reverses of cold and heat, swamps and seas of fire, all at will.

However, the four mountains of Feiliu Sword Sect were spread over a vast area, and the Plum Tree Sword, which was the furthest away from the master's retreat place, was already about ten miles away, and it was clearly affected by this reaction.

Those knowledgeable disciples all knew that the sect master's sudden retreat this time had made his sword skills and divine will improve again.

But for such a good thing, I don't know why he showed anger.

The next moment, the disciples of Feiliu Sword Sect all saw a bright yellow glow flying high into the sky from between the palaces on the mountainside.

Liu Zhaoheng's temples were slightly frosted, his thick beard was twitching, and his yellow shirt was flying. He stepped on the long sword. The man and the sword became one, breaking through the clouds and mists in the mountains, and flew away into the air.

Although it is said that masters who have just entered the Xuantai realm, and even some masters who have reached the peak of the true form, can already walk in the air.

But this kind of walking in the air often does not leave the ground too far, because if something unexpected happens, you still have to touch the ground to increase the speed to the limit as soon as possible.

Liu Zhaoheng was different. He had been immersed in the Xuantai realm for many years, and the long sword forged by Hunxing Earthsha Zhuyang had been with him for hundreds of years.

When he is flying with his sword, the changes in disguise, speed, and speed are all just like the natural trend of heaven and earth. He does not need to touch the ground at all to display the most agile posture.

Not long after, he had flown hundreds of miles away, heading straight towards the place where Liu Zhicheng was in danger according to the secret technique.

From the cities, towns and villages on the earth, only a yellow light streak can be seen in the clouds, extending continuously.

Both mountain and city residents were attracted by this novel scene. They called friends and came out to watch the spectacle together.

On a barren mountain covered with snowflakes, a lazy middle-aged man with a black robe like ink, silver thread like a python, and an iron crown tying his hair also raised his head from under the pavilion to watch the sword light.

"Soaring in the sky and breaking the wind, people are in the clouds, the light and color of the sword energy are still so pure, and the artistic conception of the sword technique is profound, which is rare in the realm of Xuantai. It is worth a toast."

He held the wine glass in his hand, filled it with amber-like wine, and toasted from a distance.

Just as he raised his arm and swayed the wine glass, a layer of debris floated silently from the snow all over the mountain, dancing lightly in the wind, giving the entire mountain forest a hazy beauty.

The clouds and mist in front of the mountain are also silently flowing into the sky in layers, like a beautiful tidal scene that is isolated from the sound of the waves.

The yellow sword light in the sky suddenly slowed down and landed straight down.

"Situ Yuntao!!"

Liu Zhaoheng stepped on the flying sword, hovering outside the cliff, wearing hunting clothes, and the sound was like a loud bell.

"What's your purpose of stopping me here? Could it be that Zhicheng's danger has something to do with you?!"

Situ Yuntao said with a smile: "Sect Master Liu is overthinking. I just came to borrow something from Feiliu Sword Sect, so I would like to invite you to sit in the pavilion and taste the wine with me so that we can talk in detail."

"borrow things?"

Liu Zhaoheng lowered his eyes and flashed slightly.

The mountaintop in front of me is deserted for dozens of miles. There are no mountain roads and no temples. There is only this pavilion, standing alone here.

Moreover, this pavilion is actually made entirely of colored glaze. The foundation of the pavilion is made of dark colored glaze. The four pillars are like red jade, and the railings on all sides are crystal clear and ruddy.

The glazed tiles on the top of the pavilion are as beautiful as gold and as transparent as crystal.

"If you want to borrow something, why don't you come directly to my sect? It would be too childlike for me, Situ, to burn earth with bare hands and make a pavilion on the barren mountain."

Liu Zhaoheng's expression became even colder, "Unless you knew beforehand that I was leaving the sect."

"In the past few years, your subordinates have also come to our sect to send gifts several times. Although I accepted them all according to the order, I also followed my promise and did not feel sorry for them."

"No matter who wants to compete with the Situ family, I will never stand on either side of them. This is my position that has been proven for hundreds of years. Why do you bother to set up such a situation?"

Liu Zhaoheng's voice was more serious than the previous sentences, but when he said this, he suddenly became calm again, his speech slowed down, and he put his hands behind his waist.

"Or do you think that by capturing a disciple who is very dear to me, you can not only ensure that I will not interfere, but also coerce me to be your pawn and lend my entire sect's power to serve you successively?"

Situ Yuntao shook his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

"To be honest with the sect leader, although I was indeed prepared to take action against them, among the several plans, none of them was the one that started with the Feiliu Sword Sect first."

Situ Yuntao said with emotion, "It's a coincidence that the two of us will meet here today."

"Your people went to a place they shouldn't have gone to, and there happened to be a person there who made progress so fast that even I couldn't imagine. He captured many secrets in one fell swoop and let me know about the ruins of the Xilu Sword Tomb."

"I just had to go with the flow and change these plans."

Situ Yuntao smiled, "However, the effect may be better than originally imagined."

Liu Zhaoheng felt something was wrong in his heart.

It is not that the Situ family has no opponents. Long before Situ Yuntao emerged, they had several waves of old enemies, but they were always fighting but never defeated.

Xuantai masters are very valuable. Those who can compete with the Situ family in the officialdom of the county can always find a background and a way out for themselves.

Therefore, the defeated party will at most lose its local power base and lose its subordinates, and it will most likely be relocated elsewhere.

This was the underlying rule in the officialdom of the entire Chu Dynasty.

Although Liu Zhaoheng was not a member of the officialdom, it was because of the existence of such rules that he was able to remain silent and let the Feiliu Sword Sect take care of themselves.

He originally thought that Situ Yuntao would use some tricks today to tie Feiliu Sword Sect to the ship of the Commandery, but he still followed the routine to increase his chances of winning.

But Situ Yuntao's tone is intriguing, revealing great ambition behind it.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Liu Zhaoheng's mind was spinning, and his tone became cautious, "The Situ family's connections elsewhere are no worse than yours. If you really want to accomplish something, you can only rely on your own local power."

"But what confidence do you have against the ancestor of the Situ family? Do you..."

Thinking of that possibility, Liu Zhaoheng's heart froze slightly.

"Zhicheng was not in danger and was captured by your people, but he must have died. He died at the hands of the person you said was beyond expectations."

"So, you didn't come here to blackmail me or win over me. What is it you want to borrow?"

Situ Yuntao raised his eyebrows and smiled, and was about to answer when he saw a bright yellow light flash past the cliff, suddenly turned into a rainbow and flew away.

This flight was like a reflection in dew, shattered and destroyed.

But the sunshine in the dewdrop dream shines from the illusory dream into reality.

The entire ray of light is full of a sense of dream, so dust will not be a resistance to this ray of light, and mountains and rivers will not be able to stop his future.

It was too late to stop it, and I didn't know how to stop it.

The Thousand Suns Piercing Dew Sword Technique has indeed been developed to its extreme in Liu Zhaoheng's hands.

However, as soon as his body flew away, he felt that the thousands of layers of mountain shadows surrounding him were crowding towards him and spinning at extremely fast speeds.

There are mountains and hills, dangerous peaks and cliffs, black forests and stone gorges, and strange green pines and rocks.

Hundreds of different mountain top features flowed around him like a revolving lantern. The sky was arched by these mountains, leaving only a small patch in the middle, and the clear sun disappeared.

Liu Zhaoheng was just a little surprised when he found that all the scenes had frozen in place again.

The difference is that the barren mountain pavilion that he originally left far behind now appears in front of him.

He was flying into the pavilion.

The five senses and six consciousnesses are reversed, and chaos is caused in all directions.

It is indeed the power of the soul!
Any master who has access to the vitality of heaven and earth can hardly be fooled by illusions.

Because the vastness of the vitality of heaven and earth is indescribable, changes that even you can't imagine are happening all the time.

If you encounter an illusion, as long as you sense the vitality of heaven and earth a little, you will find the incongruity.

But the masters who have condensed the martial soul are different. What they interfere with is other people's senses of time and space.

In this illusion created by the soul, all changes in the vitality of heaven and earth will still be reflected truthfully on the victim.

However, those who are caught in the attack will be unable to draw normal strength from it due to the disorder of their own rhythm. Even their direction of movement will be unknowingly interfered with and manipulated.

The reason why those who have refined the martial arts soul is called the realm of the divine palace.

It is because the place where such a master is located is like a god opening a palace, bringing the surrounding natural mountains and rivers, every plant, every tree, and all other things under his control.

Situ Yuntao sat in the pavilion, opened his palms, and the glass wine cup on his palms bloomed like a budding flower.

Although it is made of glass, it is as tender as a real flower. It blooms bright red and moves towards Liu Zhaoheng without any wind.

Situ Yuntao didn't move his hands, only his eyes moved.

His eyes followed the glazed lotus, as if he was using the power of his eyes to push the lotus forward.

His eyes were as deep as smoke, and there was the sea beneath the smoke.

Sea of ​​fire! !
Liu Zhaoheng's eyes were involuntarily focused on the lotus flower, and he could see the sea across the flower.

He had seen this move before, because he once competed with Situ Yuntao, and knew that this move was exactly the "Red Lotus Emerging from the Ground, Connecting to the Three Saints" in the "Earth Fire Roar Holy Scripture".

When Situ Yuntao performed this move, he made a fist seal with his hand and trampled the earth. He specially collected the earth-fire energy from the energy of heaven and earth, and connected it with Qi Yuan, Jing Yuan, and Shen Yuan, allowing him to use his three powers respectively. Manifest Taoists, divine generals, and travelers.

Then he gathered together in one punch to create the image of a red lotus blooming and the Three Saints flying into the sky.

Within a radius of five or six miles, one could feel the red light of the earth, the rolling heat waves, and the pores all over the body, as if they were about to soar together with the three saints' shadows.

Unexpectedly, today, Situ Yuntao only used a glass wine glass to perform the killing move that he used to roar into the sky and use all his strength.

Obviously, there was so much energy of earth and fire gathered on the small wine glass, but the environment around the barren mountain did not show any obvious changes.

The thin snowflakes outside the pavilion showed no signs of melting.

Liu Zhaoheng seemed to have no choice but to fall towards the lotus, but he did not point out the sword finger like a sword.

As steady as dusk, the mountains stretching across the horizon are thick enough to isolate the setting sun from the world.

And with his finger, more than a hundred finger-length sword-shaped lights suddenly appeared on his body.

Regardless of whether they were willing or unwilling, these more than a hundred sword spirits were swept away by his mountain-colored sword intent and blended into this finger.

When these sword spirits first broke out of the sword grave ruins, they were even enough to stop Liu Zhaoheng and force him to retreat into seclusion and surrender.

At this moment, all the sword spirits were used by him. The power of this finger was able to break the illusion created by the soul, causing all the surrounding mountain shadows to return to normal and stay away.

The world in front of the pavilion suddenly opened up, which further enhanced the momentum of the sword-mountain-colored skylight.

Ding! ! !
The glazed lotus flower shattered into pieces, and more than a hundred sword spirits swished and swished, all flying out from Liu Zhaoheng's sword fingers.

"After all, it's just my first time entering the realm of the gods. It's fine if you want to defeat me, but I don't believe you can keep me."

After defeating his opponent with a unique move, Liu Zhaoheng's mind was turned upside down and his spirit was lifted.

The sword light under his feet suddenly went straight to the ground, easier than cutting through tofu, and penetrated directly into the depths of the mountain like passing through smoke.

Above his head, a ray of light flew to the sky, and it could be vaguely seen as a drop of water.

That is his mysterious embryo, the Heavenly Essence!
The clouds in the sky surged joyfully, forming a funnel-shaped brilliance that gathered into that small drop of water.

The thick and moist vitality in the mountain suddenly converged and poured into the sword made from the mixed star earth evil bamboo.

The mysterious fetus and the natal sword are both part of Liu Zhaoheng's existence.

These powers had just poured into the two things, which was equivalent to already pouring into his body.

This is the true foundation of Liu Zhaoheng. It is the fragment that the owner of the cave directly copied from the supreme secret code "Drip Tianmui" of the Xilu Sword Sect.

Internal strength, vitality, swordsmanship and divine will are all the realms represented by these three words.

Practice the mountains, practice the water, practice the light of the sky, and absorb the essence of heaven and earth!
Liu Zhaoheng's skin texture, including his eyebrows, hair, and every pore, emits a bright yellow light full of vitality, and his figure moves in the sky.

The sword finger seemed to be piercing Situ Yuntao, but in fact the sword was crushing towards the pavilion.

He had already seen that when Situ Yuntao was firing this pavilion, he exuded the aura of his own soul and enveloped the landscape.

It didn't matter whether the sword finger could stab Situ Yuntao or not.

As long as the pavilion is destroyed first, the influence of Situ Yuntao's spiritual aura on this landscape can be completely eliminated, and enough opportunities can be gained to escape.

However, Situ Yuntao's eyes still followed the trajectory of the lotus flying forward, and even the speed did not change.

Until then, he happened to move to the point where he looked directly into Liu Zhaoheng's eyes.

Liu Zhaoheng was shocked, and his body suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Although the lotus was destroyed, the true meaning of earth fire that Situ Yuntao placed on the lotus, heating the earth and leading all things to revive, was not destroyed.

The heaven and earth are large and transformed, and the earth's fire is stable and orderly.

Situ Yuntao's true meaning of earth fire was so steadily stacked to the extreme, and the order was not messy.

Liu Zhaoheng destroyed the shape of the lotus and the energy of the lotus. He thought he had defeated this unique move, but he never expected that now is the time when he would actually face this unique attack.

Red light poured into Liu Zhaoheng's mind from his eyes.

It was as if there was a red lotus blooming quietly in the darkness, and there were nine lions in the lotus, rising up with fluffy manes, gradually waking up from laziness, cheering up, and roaring.

"So this is the soul..."

After this roar, Liu Zhaoheng's consciousness was shattered into pieces, plunged into eternal darkness, and completely destroyed.

Situ Yuntao withdrew his gaze, raised his hand, and the body was supported by a faint cloud of air, and he grasped it out of thin air with his other hand.

Xuantai was caught by him and punched into his body. The long sword was caught by him and he whined and stood still.

The sword spirits were all caught in his palms.

Seeing Liu Zhaoheng's first move, Situ Yuntao had already used his full strength.

In comparison, the remaining sword spirits and the sword "Yunxia Ling" only required him to use less than half of his strength.

"This pavilion is indeed my new creation, just to bury you, my old friend."

Situ Yuntao exhaled, looked around at the wild scenery of the mountains, strode out of the pavilion, waved his sleeves, and the entire pavilion was wiped out.

Liu Zhaoheng's body, sword, and sword spirit all flew into the sky with him and disappeared.

Snowflakes from the mountains gradually drifted in and covered the open space, just like in the past.

What has happened is hidden under these ordinary appearances, brewing great changes.

(End of this chapter)