Carry the system with you

Chapter 226 Super Spiritual Art
However, the heavy sword finally flew up.

It wanders in the light rain, like a flying fish falling into the water.

How gorgeous and beautiful the splashes of water are.

It's hard to imagine that with a three-foot epee, someone can swing it so fast.

The flowers dance in the rain without swaying, as if they have a life of their own.

But there is too much light and rain, and a lonely flower cannot survive in it.

However, it doesn't want to go with the flow.

So, it withered quietly and fell into the soil.

The epee was blown away by the violent light rain and stuck in the soil.

The middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, because he knew it.

It's the same with or without a sword.

The sword is in my heart.

The falling flowers are ruthless things, but they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers.

In an instant, a huge protective wall rose into the sky, protecting Yunfeng and others behind the wall.

The wall is one hundred and three feet high, three feet wide, and 49 feet long.

This is a real high wall, not transformed by the artistic conception, but an entity!
The light rain fell on the wall, making a loud rumbling noise, and large and small potholes appeared on the wall.

But so what?
The shattered stone wall fragments returned to the soil again, and then became part of the city wall.

It is still the same, one hundred and three feet high, three feet wide, and 49 feet long.

Guinevere showed a look of anger, and suddenly, the light rain stopped.

She lowered her eyes and said lightly: "The fusion of the meaning of falling flowers and high-level spiritual art, this is the super-level spiritual art."

The middle-aged man was still standing there, looking very ordinary.

He smiled honestly: "Yes, super-level spiritual art--falling into the city."

"While falling into the city, there should be a follow-up to your spiritual art, right?"

"Yes or no, does it matter?"

"...Yes, it really doesn't matter, I lost."

Guinevere finished her last sentence and left here quietly.

Affected by the meaning of falling flowers, she no longer had any fighting spirit and could only leave.

……

……

In the extreme north, the Sun Moon Temple.

On the top of the temple, a masked man sat on it, and his face could not be seen through.

At this time, below, Guinevere was reporting the situation.

The masked man pondered slightly: "You came back with the ultra-long-distance teleportation array just to say this?"

"Yes, Hall Master. That kid is just an ordinary person with no cultivation, how could he offend the gods?"

The masked man knocked on the chair wall, and said lightly: "You should know what kind of existence Lord Xinghe is. Since he said that the boy named Yunfeng offended him, it was an offence. As for the reason, it is not you and I who can discussed."

"But……"

"Okay, needless to say, that's it."

The masked man raised his sleeves lightly, setting off a gust of wind and sending Guinevere out.

Guinevere stood outside the gate of the palace, only to hear a voice from inside: "Go back to Yunqi Continent again, this time besides dealing with that kid, I also need to bring back the Yin Yang Fan."

"Yin-Yang fan?" Guinevere was taken aback, "Is that the Yin-Yang fan made by the saint?"

"Yes, this artifact is in Yunqi Continent. If you get it back, the seat of the next Palace Master will be yours."

Guinevere looked very excited and turned away hastily.

The masked man was still sitting on the top of the temple, propping his head with his hands, and said very tiredly: "Come out, I know you are behind."

"I... am everywhere, even this world is under my control, where do I come from?"

(End of this chapter)