I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 203 A Sword
Wisps of mysterious light bloomed on Chen Shuijun's body.

The area within a hundred miles around has fallen into Chen Shuijun's treasure of riding a whale.

Time passes, the sky turns white, and the four seasons of heaven and earth seem to fall into this [Picture of Cicadas' Chirping and Flourishing].

However, Chen Shuijun's great magical power divided time, gathered the four seasons, and allowed the heaven and earth to return to their original state!
The third row of celestial incarnations disappeared.

The young Chen Shuijun stood in the picture of withering and flourishing. He seemed to raise his head very slowly, but his breath fell on Xie Maoxing, the head of the Xie family, in an extremely brief moment.

Xie Maoxing's sword energy shattered the void and appeared suddenly.

There was a killing intent in his eyes, and an indescribable magical power bloomed behind him.

His soul seemed to transform into a real immortal god, ready to wipe out everything about Chen Shuijun.

But Chen Shuijun, who was now ranked in the third row of the Riding the Whale Monument, did not change his expression at all.

Gu Yangzi and the blue-clothed swordsman in the distance seemed to want to rely on Xie Maoxing to test Chen Shuijun.

In the painting of cicadas chirping and withering flowers that Chen Shuijun had already unfolded, the sound of cicadas began to rise again.

The Four Seasons Wheel under his feet had disappeared, replaced by nothingness.

In that nothingness, it seemed as if there were various mysteries of Tao mixed in, and it was constantly emitting brilliant light.

There are bursts of spring thunder, gentle autumn winds, and heavy snow falling again.

All kinds of mysteries are born, then return to the ruins, merge into this picture of withering and flourishing, and then become more and more prosperous.

Looking at Xie Maoxing's magic of creation again, it became dim!

but……

No matter how dim it is, this sword energy is still a magical power created by nature!

"Chen Shuijun, let me see the weight of your great magical power."

Xie Maoxing's spiritual energy flowed, and the sword light soared and reached out from the void.

The sword energy was silent, as if it was filled with indescribable and unimaginable mysteries. It easily pierced into the yin and yang that were divided by Chen Shuijun and went straight to Chen Shuijun's forehead.

Cicadas are chirping everywhere.

Chen Shuijun's eyes opened and closed, and all things withered and flourished in his eyes.

"Without good fortune, the four seasons return to the abyss, leaving me with only three strikes..."

“This is the second sword!”

A terrifying light flew out from the three long swords of Chen Shuijun, just like grains in spring, growing against the wind, flowing into the void, cutting through yin and yang, and also shuttling through nothingness!
Zheng!
Everything in the four seasons returned to the abyss and turned into nothingness, and then flowed back into sword energy, mixed with all kinds of Taoist wonders, sweeping across.

The expressions of Gu Yangzi, the blue-clothed swordsman, and even many powerful men watching the battle suddenly changed.

But all he saw was the sword energy soaring into the void, slashing into the void and shattering the terrifying sword light of creation.

Xie Maoxing's pupils shrank slightly, and a mystery suddenly appeared in the picture of cicadas' chirping and withering and flourishing, as if time had passed at this moment, making his soul old and his spiritual energy dull!
"Don't underestimate this person!"

A square seal flew out from Xie Maoxing's palm, with a winding river engraved on it.

The square seal fell, and the stream rushed away, about to destroy the picture of withering and flourishing.

"To kill Chen Shuijun, I actually need a treasure of good fortune."

Xie Maoxing couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes after all, and the sword light above his head rose again. He was going to take advantage of the moment when the cicada was exhausted to take Chen Shuijun's life.

Gu Yangzi and the blue-clothed swordsman's eyes returned to calmness.

I think...

Chen Shuijun was about to die.

Then... changes occurred again in the diagram of withering and flourishing.

Behind Chen Shuijun, three demonic shadows suddenly appeared, moving slowly, bringing out the sound of cicadas, and falling into the picture of withering and flourishing.

The picture of cicadas chirping and flourishing withering flowers shines brightly!
And the sword energy that Chen Shuijun used to separate yin and yang and cut off Xie Maoxing's sword light in the void seemed to have revived again and condensed out of thin air into the Four Seasons Return to the Abyss Great Divine Power.

Chen Shuijun's eyes were calm, and he wielded the three famous swords with great magical powers and the sword energy contained in them, and slashed down fiercely.

"How can you reverse the four seasons without seeing Daozhen?"

Xie Maoxing had never expected that Chen Shuijun, who had not yet reached perfection in the Four Seasons Cicada, could actually revive the dissipated sword energy.

The sword energy had already transformed into a sky full of radiant light and slashed down.

Chi!
From the chaotic yin and yang, blood burst out from Xie Maoxing's chest, and the sword energy cut his luxurious long clothes into pieces!
Cut his flesh!

Cut through the barrier of his destiny!

Xie Maoxing was covered in blood, and was swept away by the stream. In a blink of an eye, he had escaped hundreds of miles away!
Injured...

Xie Maoxing, the monk of good fortune and the head of Xie family, who came with a treasure of good fortune in his hand, was injured by a sword from Chen Shuijun!
Chen Shuijun has not yet entered the realm of creation!

The expressions of Gu Yangzi, the blue-clothed swordsman, and even several people who were watching from Xuan Tianjing, suddenly changed!
"How... is this possible?"

Gu Yangzi waved his whisk lightly, sweeping away the clouds and mist.

The clouds and mist dissipated, and three long swords were seen hanging high beside Chen Shuijun. His face was pale, but his eyes were extremely calm, as he looked at this place from afar.

"I can strike with one more sword, and after that I will surely die."

Chen Shuijun raised his eyes and even coughed a few times, but his spirit was as majestic as a hundred miles of mountains and rivers: "But this third sword is different from the previous two swords. Before I die, I will definitely be able to cut off the opportunity of creation and wipe out the God of Daozhen!"

"Who among you wants to...come here and die?"

His voice was weak and intermittent, but it revealed murderous intent.

A pair of eyes swept across, but seemed to be fearless of the heroes of the world.

Jade Palace cuts the destiny...

Even if it costs one's life, it is already rare in the world!

When his three swords circulated with mysterious auras, the Four Seasons Guixu Great Divine Ability under his feet continuously flashed with brilliance, and the mountains behind him were like ink and wash, as if in a painting...

It’s also good for Xie Maoxing, whose breath is weak and whose spirit of creation is damaged.

Gu Yangzi and the blue-clothed swordsman are also good.

Even in Xuantianjing, those great figures finally fell silent.

The world became silent...

For a moment, no one dared to look Chen Shuijun in the eye!
The autumn wind blows...

The area of a hundred miles here became a mess.

Chen Shuijun turned and looked at Li Yinxi.

Li Yinxi's eyes were clear and she smiled at Chen Shuijun.

Chen Shuijun also laughed and pointed at several clouds around him. "Look... these villains who claim to be strong are all scared."

Li Yinxi nodded.

More than ten breaths passed until the wind blew and brought clouds, covering the mountain top again.

Gu Yangzi's eyes finally became clear. He took a deep breath and suddenly shook his head and said to himself...

"If this person grows up to be a demon... the consequences will be disastrous."

As he murmured, he swept the whisk lightly, and the clouds around him turned into talismans and then burned.

In the Daoxuan Sect far away, someone woke up from a deep sleep.

Xie Maoxing was breathing heavily, the severe pain in his soul made him feel a little uncomfortable.

When was the last time he was injured?
It should have been more than twenty years since today.

But today, he was injured by Chen Shuijun's sword energy...

Since planning Daoguo, he has thought of many possibilities and many opponents.

But Daoguo's husband, the down-and-out former top scholar, was never in his consideration, not even in Xie Wujiu's consideration.

Then came the present day, and the blood of creation that he spilled on the sea of clouds and mountains...

The head of the Xie family took a deep breath and looked towards Xuantian Jing. The divine aura in Xuantian Jing was already flowing towards him without any concealment.

He looked towards Daoxuan Sect again, and found that an extremely heavy aura had already awakened in Daoxuan Sect.

"The other five clans have already noticed it, so it doesn't matter whether the clan leader comes or not."

Xie Maoxing shook his head gently: "If the clan leader doesn't come out, let the others come here in person and refine Chen Shuijun together. As for the ownership of the Dao fruit, we will discuss it later."

As he was thinking, his gaze penetrated the clouds and mist and fell on the mountains.

But I saw a thatched cottage built on the mountain at some point.

The Chen couple lived in a hut just like the mountain villagers.

"Waiting to die?"

Xie Maoxing's eyes flickered.

This was a fatal disaster. No matter how hard Chen Shuijun struggled, no matter how famous he was, he would eventually die.

"It's a pity that the Dao fruit can't belong to my Xie family alone."

The green-clothed swordsman on Mount Qixia has not taken action yet.

But now, he didn't dare to take action.

"This Chen Shui-Jun cannot be judged by common sense." He stroked the scattered beard on his chin and frowned: "But what exactly is this Chen Shui-Jun waiting for?"

"Is he waiting for the Four Seasons Cicada to be perfected?" The green-clothed swordsman speculated in his heart, but finally shook his head slightly: "It's already a calamity of death, and now he is wasting his life and shocking fate... Not to mention that it is not that easy to make the Four Seasons Cicada perfect... Even if it can really be perfected..."

As he thought about this, he looked up.

The Spirit of Creation sensed the four directions and felt that many auras of creation were coming towards this direction.

This matter turned from a fight for Dao Fruit into an encirclement and suppression of Chen Shuijun.

With Chen Shuijun's death, Daoguo will be without a master.

"In any case, Chen Shuijun can cause the world to be shaken and attract so many powerful people of destiny, which is enough to be proud of."

"Even if he dies, countless people will remember his name in the future."

The green-clothed swordsman whispered slowly.

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It's raining.

The fine autumn rain fell on Chen Zhian's face, seeming a little cold.

Chen Zhian engraved the fourth new magical power in the innate fetal womb.

The purple qi and the yellow ting still lingered in his mind.

"I don't know how my father and mother are doing."

Chen Zhian began to feel worried.

The autumn wind became stronger and colder, and another cold wind blew, and snow suddenly began to fall from the sky.

Chen Zhian suddenly sensed something. In his jade-like mountain pavilion, the light on the emerald green leaves began to flicker, and snow gradually fell on the pear tree in front of him.

Just like pear blossoms blooming.

Chen Zhian took out the leaf. The leaf was still green, but there was a deeper scent flowing on it.

He lowered his head and thought...

He was born in the winter eighteen years ago, and Chen Shuijun carried him away from Xuantianjing.

Today, it is snowing and Xuantianjing is entering into winter again, just like a cycle that has lasted for eighteen years.

The cycle of reincarnation is complete...The leaf in Chen Zhian's hand suddenly melted into his palm and disappeared completely.

But when he looked around, he saw that the red beans in the courtyard were still in full bloom.

A gentle breeze blew away the snowflakes on the pear tree.

I don’t know when, but pear blossoms actually bloomed on the pear tree.

It seems that this winter is not a cold and bleak winter, but a spring of resurgence.

Chen Zhian suddenly remembered the words his mother wrote in Hongdouyuan.

“Zhi’an is spring, it is all new life, it is the beginning of everything.”

Tears suddenly fell from his eyes, and the warmth in his palms gave him some understanding.

So he stood up and stroked the pear tree.

The pear tree suddenly split apart, turned into smoke and dust, and was blown away by the wind.

And where the tree was originally, there was an extra sword.

Eighteen years ago, the Tao fruit formed the Tao fetus.

Eighteen years later, Daoguo planted trees and Daotai drew his sword.

ps: no more today

(End of this chapter)