Chapter 87 Si Ming
Two figures, one black and one white, rose into the sky from the depths of the ferry, both emitting extremely terrifying sword energy.

The one in black is Xu Fengjin. He holds a magic sword in his hand and performs the sword technique of nothingness. The sword energy of nothingness spreads over a million miles, almost submerging the entire Jiannan Ferry.

The man facing him was a middle-aged man in white clothes, with a gaunt face and an airy demeanor.

Facing Xu Fengjin's sword energy of nothingness, the middle-aged man in white just smiled, used his fingers as swords, and gathered sharp sword energy at his fingertips. The power of life and death, fortune and misfortune gathered in the sword energy, and he integrated the way of destiny and the way of swordsmanship together, which was even more exquisite than Xu Fengjin's sword technique of nothingness.

The sword energy of destiny and the sword energy of nothingness intertwined in the void. The middle-aged man in white clothes who made the move had a higher level of cultivation than Xu Fengjin, and his attainments in swordsmanship even surpassed Xu Fengjin. It seemed that he had already cultivated the twenty-four swords to the perfect level.

The two fought for only a dozen breaths before Xu Fengjin was defeated and surrounded by the sword energy of destiny. He had no choice but to disperse the sword energy of nothingness and put away the magic sword in his hand.

Maer was stunned, while Afuya's eyes were full of brilliance. She looked at Xu Fengjin's figure with surprise and asked, "Where did this senior come from? He was able to fight Siming Tianjun for more than ten breaths before being defeated?"

"Is that Siming, one of the Six Heavenly Lords?" Maer was also shocked when he came to his senses. Knowing that Chen Ping and Mother Goddess Qiwada didn't understand the affairs of the Sword Realm, he explained, "The Sword Realm is full of talented people. Besides the Sword Ancestor, the most famous are the Three Thousand Sword Gods of the Sword Realm. Among the Three Thousand Sword Gods, the Six Heavenly Lords are the most powerful. It is said that even the Sword Ancestor praised them highly.

The one who just made the move was Siming Tianjun, one of the Six Tianjuns, and he inherited the Fate Sword Dao, one of the six great sword arts of the Sword Ancestor.

Chen Ping nodded. He was worthy of being praised by even the Sword Ancestor. This Siming Tianjun's cultivation had reached the Tianzun level, and his combat power was even more impressive. I'm afraid he could even compete with Haotian and Tianmu. The cultivators of this era were personally taught by the ancestor, and their fate was indeed much better than that of the cultivators of Chen Ping's era.

When the Mother Goddess Qiwada saw Xu Fengjin being defeated, she couldn't help but feel very happy, and she wished that the Lord Siming would continue to take action and kill Xu Fengjin on the spot.

When she was angry, Chen Ping beside her had already taken a step forward, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Brother Xu, I'm here to help you!"

The boundless realm of truth in the universe transformed into a starry universe. The starlight fell down and gathered into a starlight sword, which broke the sword energy of fate that bound Xu Fengjin's body.

"There are more masters!" Sima Ming Tianjun, who was dressed in white, had bright eyes and was surprised.

He was already surprised by a sword master who was good at the way of nothingness, and now there was another sword master who was good at the way of truth.

He still used his finger as a sword, and the sword energy fell on the realm of truth, but it was swallowed up by the realm of truth, like a drop in the ocean, without any movement, which surprised him.

Chen Ping landed beside Xu Fengjin and looked towards the Sword God Temple. He said with a frustrated look on his face, "My two brothers admire the reputation of the Sword Ancestor. We heard that the Sword Ancestor, the Asura Ancestor, and the Yong Zhou Ancestor would discuss the Dao at the Sword God Temple. We traveled hundreds of thousands of miles across the starry sea to come here, hoping to broaden our horizons. I don't know how we offended you, and you actually attacked me, Brother Xu. Is this how the Sword World treats guests? It's better for my two brothers not to attend this discussion. Brother Xu, let's go."

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the arm of Xu Fengjin, who was still at a loss, and made a gesture to pull him away.

Seeing they were truly leaving, Siming Tianjun panicked and hurried forward to explain, "Fellow Daoists, please stay. I was reckless earlier. It's an honor for the sword world to have you two participate in this Dao Discussion Conference. My earlier attack on this... on this Brother Xu Dao was simply because I had first encountered a sword technique that incorporated the Dao of Nothingness. I was curious and itched to try, so I apologize for any offense I may have caused."

Xu Fengjin also came to his senses and glanced at Chen Ping. This junior brother of his had always been full of ideas since he was a child. Who knew he was holding back on something good? The legendary Sword Realm was right before his eyes, and the living Sword Ancestor was in the distant Sword God Temple. Since Xu Fengjin had come all this way, how could he not go and see him?

As for fighting Siming Tianjun? This shortsighted person actually said that his Void Sword Technique was full of flaws and that he had not integrated the essence of the Way of Nothingness into his swordsmanship at all.

Even the old bald donkey Xumi didn't dare to say such words back then. Why would an inexplicable guy belittle his swordsmanship?
"Are you serious? Are you trying to trick my fellow disciples and me into the Sword Realm first, so that you can summon the rest of the cultivators in the Sword Realm to attack us and leave our lives in the Sword Realm?" Chen Ping looked alert.

Siming Tianjun seemed to be a sword fanatic and was not very good at dealing with human relationships. He completely believed Chen Ping's first-class acting skills and felt that he had offended the two guests, and felt very regretful.

In a moment of desperation, he raised his finger to the sky and swore in front of countless cultivators at Jiannan Ferry, "Si Ming swears today in the name of Sword Ancestor that I have no intention of harming you two fellow Taoists. If I disobey, I will die and my soul will be scattered."

Chen Ping was shocked and said, "Why did you swear such a vicious oath, my fellow Daoist? As long as we two brothers believe it, we will know each other better."

Xu Fengjin came to his senses and roughly understood the nature of his junior brother. It was obvious that he wanted to get close to Siming Tianjun and use his identity to infiltrate the sword world.

Thinking of this, Xu Fengjin coughed dryly, his acting a little awkward, and said, "Indeed, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Fellow Daoist Siming's swordsmanship has indeed opened my eyes. There is indeed a big gap between my Void Swordsmanship and Fellow Daoist Siming's Destiny Swordsmanship."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Siming Tianjun's face showed joy. He said, "What I displayed was not the Fate Sword Technique, but a part of the Twenty-Seven Swords created by the Sword Ancestor. The Twenty-Seven Swords is called 'Sword Breaking the Six Paths'. The Six Paths are Fate, Truth, Origin, Time, Light, and Darkness from the Eternal Dao. When broken down, they become six different unique skills, such as Sword Breaking Fate and Sword Breaking Darkness. What I displayed earlier was Sword Breaking Fate. I only glimpsed the essence of it, barely a minor accomplishment. I am sorry to have embarrassed you two fellow Taoists."

Xu Feng was shocked when he heard this. No wonder his Void Sword Technique looked like a newborn baby learning swordsmanship in front of Siming Tianjun. It turned out that he was performing the part of Sword Twenty-Seven. Sword Twenty-Four was something he couldn't comprehend, so what a sight it would be to see Sword Twenty-Seven, which represented the ancestral level of swordsmanship.

"Are those three your companions? You might as well ask them to come with me to the Sword God Temple and occupy a good position in advance so that you can listen to the three ancestors' discussions." Siming Tianjun pointed at the three Mother Goddesses Qiwada on the ferry and asked.

When Xu Fengjin saw the Mother Goddess Qiwada, he suddenly wanted to kill her, but was stopped by Chen Ping.

"Brother Xu, we are trapped in this strange world. We should first think about how to escape. Even if you want to kill the Mother Goddess Qiwada, there is no need to rush."

Xu Fengjin narrowed his eyes, snorted, and temporarily put the matter of killing the Mother Goddess Qiwada on hold.

Chen Ping released a divine light of truth, which brought Mother Goddess Chivada, Afuya, and Mal to his side.

Mother Goddess Qiwada looked at Xu Fengjin warily. Afuya greeted everyone as she did. Mal was extremely excited and just kept bowing, but he couldn't even speak.

Sima Ming Tianjun noticed the subtle relationship between the few people, but just smiled and didn't meddle in their affairs.

"Fellow Daoists, please follow me to the Sword God Temple."

(End of this chapter)

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