Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 244 Bi Xiuxin: You are amazing, you are noble, you can scold me now! (, please give me a monthly ticket)
The world-respected Grand Master will return to Daxing City soon!
As soon as this news spread, the northern underworld was in turmoil.

The few remaining old masters, without exception, stayed at home. If someone came to look for them, they would say they were in seclusion. If someone came to their door with something, they would say they were dead and burn paper for them.

The younger generation eagerly awaited this opportunity, even waiting in Daxing City early on, hoping to become the next "Heavenly Blade" Song Que or "Three Wonders" Li Yaoshi.

The former went north to Goguryeo and slew the Yijian master Fu Cailin with his sword, destroying the barbarian Daoxin with nine strikes;

The latter used his three unique skills to kill a Turkic master in front of Jingyan Palace, and threatened to kill Wu Zun Bi Xuan outside Yanmen County one day!

In Daxing Palace, Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty, having accomplished the great task of unification, put aside his official duties and gazed at the sky with a deep gaze. It was a clear, cloudless sky, a still, windless day, yet he sighed, "A storm is brewing!"

When the news reached the East Palace, Crown Prince Yang Yong, who no longer needed to wear a mask, lost his former rage. He touched the bloodstain at the corner of his eye, and his fingers slid down his cheek to the still-evident scar at the edge of his mouth, resembling a cleft lip. He grinned nervously, revealing four repaired jade teeth. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said with a sinister laugh, "It's good you're back! It's good you're back!"

Yang Yong knew that he had no way to deal with Grandmaster Zhang Kuang, but he had never thought about taking revenge himself - this kind of dream could be dreamed during the day, and speaking it out loud would be a bit ignorant of the immensity of the world.

So he prepared a backup plan:
"Go contact them. The Grandmaster they've been waiting for is about to return. And my good brother is still alive. They have to give me an explanation..."

Everyone has their own face and all living beings have different emotions, but the most excited one is naturally Cihang Jingzhai.

Mount Zhongnan, the emperor steps on the peak.

Bi Xiuxin returned to Cihang Jingzhai first and was received by her master Qiu Qiusu like a guest in the quiet room.

At this moment, Bi Xiuxin did not have the desire and charm to woo Zhang Kuang fiercely. Instead, she was as dignified and holy as a fairy from Cihang Jingzhai. She sat elegantly opposite Qiu Qiusu, with an elegant and decent smile on her oval face, but a bit of sarcasm unconsciously appeared in her eyes:

"Since I've been traveling around the world, it seems like a lot of things have changed. I remember that in the past, when I was in the meditation room, I didn't have to sit in the guest seat and be served tea by the master."

"This is a different time now," Qiu Qiusu's heart suddenly sank, a wave of sadness rising in his chest, but his tone remained calm. "You were my disciple back then, and you will be the future master of Cihang Jingzhai. Naturally, you sit here like a master, free and unrestrained."

"So, I am no longer the heir of Cihang Jingzhai, Master?" Bi Xiuxin's voice was soft and gentle, and there was no hostility in her eyes. She just stared at her master gently and calmly, recalling that when she became his disciple, her master seemed to look so young. She didn't expect that after so many years, her master seemed to be completely unchanged without leaving any trace.

An atmosphere of silence lingered between the master and the disciple. In an instant, the quietness in the quiet room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, but the master and the disciple stared at each other unwillingly, and a tense atmosphere gradually filled the air.

After a long while, Qiu Qiusu finally spoke: "Qinghui is the Grand Master's beloved wife. With her here, Cihang Jingzhai can continue to stay in Zhongnan Mountain peacefully without having to move the ancestral property."

"I am also the Grand Master's beloved, and I am no less favored in bed than my junior sister. I can also contribute to the legacy left behind by our ancestors." Bi Xiuxin spoke of her relationship with Zhang Kuang without hesitation. She was not ashamed of it, but proud of it.

Qiu Qiusu paused for breath, and pain welled up in her cold eyes. She didn't know what her disciple, who used to be as holy as a fairy, had gone through, that now she could talk about matters between men and women without any taboo. The pain in her heart as a master was no less than the pain of a mother who saw her daughter, whom she had raised with great effort, being kidnapped by a yellow-haired man who looked down on everything and led astray.

Even if the other party is a grandmaster, in his eyes, how is Bi Xiuxin any different from a vase that is spat on?
She almost put the words "leave him" on the tip of her tongue, but swallowed them back - compared to her personal pain, preserving the ancestral property of Cihang Jingzhai was the top priority at the moment.

"But you no longer practice the Cihang Sword Canon. Currently, Qinghui is the only one in the sect who has practiced the complete Cihang Sword Canon. You..."

"Does it matter? Even if I master the sword manual and break through the death barrier, what good will it do? Will I ascend to heaven in broad daylight, shatter the void, or...die and disappear?"

Bi Xiuxin said the harshest words in a joking tone, which frightened Qiu Qiusu. A somewhat morbid smile appeared on her face, and she slowly stood up and said:

"Master, you don't need to be so wary and cautious of me. I'm not here to compete or rob you, I'm here to show my strength.

I am fighting for this not to prove that I am great, but just to tell everyone that I must get back what I lost!"

Bi Xiuxin's aura soared, like a blue phoenix flapping its wings. A purple lotus blossomed between her eyebrows. Her entire demeanor became alluring and charming. The calmness in her black and white eyes was gone, replaced by an intense and unquenchable desire for revenge.

“Following the order of the Grand Master, Cihang Jingzhai will be merged into Tianshi Dao, and the Cihang Sword Canon will be placed in the Dao Palace for people to practice.

As for you, Master, the Grandmaster wants you to be the instructor of the Cihang Sword Canon, but I feel…"

Bi Xiuxin's figure suddenly crossed the table between the two of them, put one foot on the table, and condescendingly put one hand around Qiu Qiusu's neck, and with the other hand teasingly and presumptuously pinched her chin, and said provocatively like a gangster:

"Master is so beautiful, why don't you offer yourself to her like me and become her obedient...dog?"

Qiu Qiusu's eyes were filled with deep, unremovable sadness. She didn't resist, but said in a trembling voice, "Xiuxin, how could you say such a thing? You disappoint me so much!"

"You disappoint me so much, Master!"

Bi Xiuxin was like an enraged lioness. The fingers that were pinching Qiu Qiusu's chin slipped down to her neck in an instant. She strangled Qiu Qiusu's neck tightly and pulled her up. She said in an excited tone: "It was you who taught me since I was a child to take the people of the world as my own responsibility. Even if it means sacrificing yourself, you must protect the people.

This is what I think and what I do!

Do you know what I've been through? What suffering have I endured?

How could I have been so shameless and self-degrading in front of the Grandmaster? What was the point of doing all this? Wasn't it just to make Zhu Yuyan eat less, slow down her cultivation, and make me stronger, so that I wouldn't have to be so hypocritical in front of her.

"But what about you?"

"You abandoned me without hesitation after I was unable to practice the Cihang Sword Canon! You let Fan Qinghui become the future master of the Cihang Sword Pavilion!"

"Since when has a technique become the key to determining the position of the master of a temple?"

Bi Xiuxin's long black hair cascaded in the air, swaying like seaweed. Two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her red eyes, slid down her cheeks, dripped from her chin, and left drops of watermarks on Qiu Qiusu's heart.

The master and disciple looked at each other in an atmosphere so oppressive that no one wanted to speak anymore. For a moment, the only sounds in the quiet room were Bi Xiuxin's gradually calming breathing and the sound of tears dripping on Qiu Qiusu's clothes.

The silence is almost suffocating!
The two of them just sat there quietly, listening to the sound of tears breaking.

Time lingered between the two of them, as if it had become the least important thing. Qiu Qiusu finally turned her head away and said with a gloomy expression, "If it really makes you feel better, then do as you say."

Snapped!
Bi Xiuxin threw her back onto the chair, her eyes flashing with sadness, and she sneered, "Feeling good? How could I feel good? If you really want to do this, I'm afraid you've got what you want.

"Forget it, let it be. Hand over the Cihang Sword Manual, move out of Emperor Peak, find a place to live peacefully with the ancient Buddha and the green lamp, don't think about the affairs of the martial arts world, and don't think about the people of the world. Just live a peaceful life like this... Consider it your atonement for my sins."

"You know I can't let go, so why bother trying to persuade me?" Qiu Qiusu shook her head, her black hair falling down her shoulders. She exhaled and smiled, "Have you forgotten I once told you that you could sacrifice yourself to feed the demon when necessary? Now that you've done it, how can I, as their master, willingly fall behind my disciple?"

Bi Xiuxin: "..."

Bi Xiuxin stared at Qiu Qiusu blankly, and after a moment she said, "Whatever you want."

"I have delivered the Grand Master's orders. Whether you obey them or disobey them is your business. It has nothing to do with me."

After saying this, Bi Xiuxin turned around and left, her heart as confused as a weed.

She wanted her master to "escape from the sea of ​​suffering" and find a place to preserve the inheritance, but Qiu Qiusu refused to give in and insisted on going against the trend.

She tried, but couldn't stop it.

Then don’t stop me.

Bi Xiuxin went down the mountain.

When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Bi Xiuxin saw the beautiful woman in white sitting in the pavilion. She paused for a moment, then smiled and walked forward, saying from a distance:
"The sky is cloudless, birds fly high, I sit alone in the quiet pavilion, my junior sister has a refined taste."

"Senior sister, you're joking. I've been waiting for you." Upon hearing this, Fan Qinghui stood up and stood in the pavilion like a white lotus, graceful and elegant.

Seeing her harmonious and smooth aura, Bi Xiuxin knew that her sword heart was clear. Suddenly, a wave of resentment rose in her heart. She smiled sarcastically and said, "Junior sister, you have already got what you wanted. You are waiting here specifically. Do you want to give some advice to the loser, or to see the miserable state of a scum of my sect?"

Fan Qinghui couldn't help but sigh, "Qinghui knows that Senior Sister has resentment in her heart, but as a fellow disciple of Jingzhai, isn't it a bit too much to be obsessed with personal honor and disgrace at this time?"

"Okay, then you give up the position of the host and return it to me." Bi Xiuxin was aggressive and did not hesitate at all.

Fan Qinghui took a deep breath and sighed, "Senior Sister, you know this is impossible..."

"Then why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Bi Xiuxin had lost all her fairy demeanor at this moment. She walked across the pavilion with a sneer and said, "Since you've gained something, just enjoy it quietly. Don't you think it's ridiculous to talk to me about justice, honor and disgrace?"

"Sister..."

"Enough!" Bi Xiuxin shouted coldly and turned around, staring at Fan Qinghui. The aura on her body suddenly spread out, and a purple lotus shadow slowly emerged behind her. Inside the lotus was a wonderful light, and the free beauty danced softly with a delicate voice, looking extremely charming.

"You are the future master of Cihang Jingzhai. I am no longer a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai! It's useless to tell me these things." "The Yingui Sect has no moral ethics at all. Now the entire sect has surrendered to Zhang Kuang and obeyed him in everything. Once they work together to lure him into the evil path, who knows what kind of suffering the people of the world will have to endure!
Senior Sister, have you forgotten Master's teachings? Could it be that you've also forgotten your original intention to protect the people of the world before you left the mountain? "Fan Qinghui faced Bi Xiuxin's Purple Lotus Fairy with awe and remained undaunted. Instead, she took a step forward with even greater momentum.

The original intention was to use a deafening voice to "call back" the good thoughts in Bi Xiuxin's heart, but he didn't expect that this move would further stimulate Bi Xiuxin's already sensitive and extreme emotions, and Bi Xiuxin took action recklessly!
The gleaming cold light on the purple lotus was like encountering the scorching sun, transforming into drops of crimson blood beads floating around Bi Xiuxin's body. Each drop reflected the hazy beauty and extremely seductive appearance of various beauties.

Bi Xiuxin was already charming at this moment, and with countless suspended blood beads, she looked even more like a witch who enchanted everyone. Then she waved her hand, and the suspended blood beads whizzed towards Fan Qinghui.

The blood bead changed its shape in mid-air. Although it still carried the shadow of a beautiful woman, what was even more unforgettable was the real skeleton inside the blood bead!
At the same time, Bi Xiuxin's voice, which seemed to be mixed with coldness, rang out: "Take off the skin and you're only two hundred and six bones. Put on clothes and you can see eighteen thousand appearances! After death, we observe the bones; while alive, we try to guess people's hearts.

Seeing a beauty like a skeleton makes me lose desire!
Seeing the bones as beauties makes me fearless!
No desire, no fear, great success can be achieved!
This body is like a dream, a false vision.

This body is like a shadow, appearing due to karma.

The body is empty, free from self and possessions.

This body is ignorant, like grass, wood, or tiles."

"People's hearts are fickle, just look at the bones!"

Swish!
The clear sky was not covered by any dark clouds, but it suddenly became gloomy. In the blood beads like tides, the white bones were posing and posing like beauties in all kinds of charming and seductive ways. The beauty's skin shrouded in the bones was also laughing and lively.

However, hidden beneath the laughter and joy, there is a terrifying murderous intent that can easily kill a master!
Zhu Yuyan originally wanted to give both the Purple Blood Great Method and the Caesar Great Method to Bi Xiuxin, so that this former Buddhist disciple would fall into the path of evil.

But Bi Xiuxin was not a good girl who would listen to whatever she said. She accepted all the magic skills, but did not practice them. Instead, she extracted the essence from them, and reorganized what she had learned with her years of understanding of Buddhist scriptures. She went against the magic scriptures and created a "Bone Appearance Sutra". She was not only charming in appearance, but also charming in bones.

Fan Qinghui felt the deathly aura envelop her like a whirlpool beneath the water, but she didn't dodge or evade. She drew her sword, blending her true energy with the heaven and earth to create a river of sword energy. She shouted softly:

"Since Senior Sister has already left Jingzhai, why is she still holding the Color Void Sword?"

"Want it? Then come and grab it!"

Of course, Bi Xiuxin would not be offended by just one sentence. She foolishly threw away her weapon. Seeing that Fan Qinghui transformed the sword energy of the Yangtze River into a "natural barrier" to defend herself, she pushed forward with her palm again, adding another point of strength.

Fan Qinghui instantly felt the pressure double, but she remained calm and used her sword energy to protect herself. She opened her red lips slightly, and asked, "Senior Sister, are you determined to betray our sect?"

"Master treats you like his own daughter, raising you and devoting all his energy to planning for you. Yet you abandon Master now. This is unfilial."

"Cihang Jingzhai sheltered you and raised you, taught you martial arts, and allowed you to travel the world for fame. Yet, you are abandoning the sect at this moment. This is disloyalty."

"All the disciples of Jingzhai throughout the generations have taken it as their duty to save the people from suffering, to suppress the demon sect, and to uphold the righteous path. Yet, you allow the demon sect to grow stronger and deceive people. This is unkind."

"You and I are sisters who eat, live, sleep, and practice together. We have a close relationship and should support each other. Yet, you have given rise to greed, anger, and jealousy, and are now trying to take my life. This is unjust."

"Ugh!"

Fan Qinghui sighed deeply, and a holy light suddenly shone from her body. A holy Buddha light like a great light slowly blossomed behind her, and a Yangtze River stretched between her and Bi Xiuxin. "Senior Sister, you are unfilial and unfaithful, unkind and unrighteous. How can you fight to cross the endless sea of ​​suffering when you have committed such great sins?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yangtze River of sword energy turned into an endless sea of ​​suffering, instantly sucking in all the beauty that Bi Xiuxin had displayed.

This is a dispute over Buddhist principles!

Bi Xiuxin takes the meaning of "the human heart of a living person has thousands of changes and all kinds of sufferings, but after death, only bones are left, and everything is true." It uses the appearance of a beautiful woman's skin and bones to show that she actually wants to die and forget about life. It is the devastation of wanting to destroy everything after hatred reaches the extreme.

Fan Qinghui took "the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore" as the key point, and continued to deepen the "Sword Qi Yangtze River" style in the Cihang Sword Canon. He took "all Buddhas stand on the other shore, leading the world out of the sea of ​​suffering" as the meaning, and created this style of crossing the sea of ​​suffering, not caring about life or death, but only focusing on the word "cross".

In terms of reasoning, Fan Qinghui is better.

But in terms of strength, how could she compare to Bi Xiuxin who always served Zhang Kuang diligently!
Bi Xiuxin's face was dim for just a moment, then she became furious. The colored empty sword in her hand stabbed into the ground with a "swoosh". She put her palms and wrists together, thumbs pressed together, and intertwined them like the opening of a flower calyx. She slowly raised them above her head, with graceful steps and swaying waist as she danced movingly. The surroundings were suddenly full of vitality, and the flowers and trees were all in luxuriant bloom. Laughter came out of nowhere, and the shadows of perfect beauties floated around, and they actually bypassed Fan Qinghui's "Struggle to Cross the Sea of ​​Bitterness" and entangled with Fan Qinghui.

Fan Qinghui felt a sudden surge of irritation in his heart. He brandished his long sword, surrounding himself with the Sea of ​​Bitterness to protect himself. The sword energy swept away the phantoms, but he saw the surrounding light and shadow flickering. The phantoms shattered for a moment and then reassembled. He suddenly realized: "It's an illusion!"

But it's too late!
——The wildly growing flowers, plants and trees around her instantly bound her tightly, trapped her limbs, disrupted her inner energy, and made her lose the power to resist in an instant. She had no control over her own life!

Bi Xiuxin took this opportunity to appear in front of Fan Qinghui, and the hand that had been raised above her head suddenly fell down.

"Snapped!"

A ruthless slap left a red mark on Fan Qinghui's face, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Bi Xiuxin grabbed Fan Qinghui's clothes and pulled her in front of her, her eyes filled with jealousy and anger: "Am I unfilial and unfaithful, unkind and unjust?"

"Fan Qinghui!"

"You are amazing, you are noble, you can scold me now!"

"What's wrong with me scolding you!" Fan Qinghui was suddenly defeated, and his heart was still affected by the illusion and he was feeling irritable. Suddenly he was slapped in the face, so naturally he became tit-for-tat.

"Do you know what kind of bullying I suffered in the south? Do you know how Zhu Yuyan and the others looked at me?"

"Because I want to feed the demon with my own body for the sake of 'the people of the world'!"

Bi Xiu's intense negative emotions erupted at this moment: "I've fallen into depravity! Everyone who sees me thinks I'm a witch from the Yin Gui sect!

You are amazing! You don’t do anything, and all the benefits are given to you!”

"I just want to fight! I want to grab! I want to take back everything I lost!
I will climb up step by step, no matter what means necessary, and I will trample all those who have bullied me into the mud!"

Bi Xiuxin roared and struck out again with a palm.

However, this palm did not fall——

A young figure who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old stood in front of Bi Xiuxin, with one hand behind his back and the other hand blocking Bi Xiuxin's wrist.

Although she was young and beautiful, she acted like an old woman and said, "You are still young after all. You are making a fuss without any sense of public morality. If you really want to kill her, there is a sword on the ground. Pick it up and stab her to death. Tong Lao also admires your courage. What's the point of just arguing? It's so annoying!"

The person who appeared here was the Tianshan Tonglao who was supposed to be in the Lu Ding World!
Bi Xiuxin's face changed, and she wanted to use the same trick on Tianshan Tonglao again, casting an illusion of beauty.

However, the next moment, a burst of vitality burst out from Tianshan Tonglao's body, taking away Bi Xiuxin's control over the surroundings. Then she raised her palm and pushed Bi Xiuxin back, and she fell beside the Sekong Sword.

Bi Xiuxin was about to make a move when she suddenly caught sight of a group of beautiful women on the mountain path. They all looked strange, but there was a familiar figure sitting in the pavilion, eating melon seeds.

Crazy!

Zhang Kuang held the flame in one hand and ate the melon seeds from Little East Evil with the other. Seeing Bi Xiuxin's terrified expression, he sighed and said:
"Why aren't you continuing? You were yelling with so much energy just now."

"I..." Bi Xiuxin's face was pale, her body was shaking, her aura was extremely low, and she pursed her lips tightly.

Fan Qinghui also untied the restraints, glanced at the distraught Bi Xiuxin, and took the initiative to speak for her: "Senior sister was just upset for a moment, so she started to spar with me." Her cheeks twitched as she spoke. Besides feeling uncomfortable, the red and swollen injuries on her face made her words somewhat ridiculous.

"Pooh!"

Zhang Kuang spat out the melon seed shells, stood up and said, "I don't care about the affairs between you sisters. Conflicts are inevitable when you stay together for a long time. As long as no one is killed, it will naturally be up to you to resolve it."

"Whoever has suffered a loss should find a way to get it back. It's no use bringing it to me. I'm not a reasonable person."

"Do you still want to fight? If not, lead the way. I'm going to Cihang Jingzhai."

The gloomy low pressure on Bi Xiuxin's body suddenly revived. Although she did not show any joy, she looked much better.

But she was too busy rejoicing to be able to snatch it from Fan Qinghui.

"Then let me lead the way." Fan Qinghui naturally drew the Sekong Sword from the ground, put it into his scabbard, and stepped on it to lead the way.

Bi Xiuxin: "..."

(End of this chapter)