Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 197 Extreme Emotion and Extreme Sword

The monks of Jingnian Temple were flustered and their minds were unsettled.

They couldn't believe what they saw.

The Immortal Bronze Palace has been shattered!
This is even more serious than the deaths and injuries of a few key figures; the prestige built up over many years has plummeted to its lowest point at this moment.

With the bronze palace destroyed, how can the He Shi Bi jade be preserved?

Liao Kong glanced at the bronze palace and suddenly stepped aside to make way.

The four holy monks and all the other masters stopped fighting.

Has the sacred land of martial arts admitted defeat?!

Most people thought that unless all the monks rushed forward, they would be unable to stop the three grand masters.

However, this would not only result in countless deaths and injuries, but would also transform the "battle for the He Shi Bi" into a life-or-death struggle.

"Excellent, excellent! The Celestial Master is indeed more skillful than this old monk."

Liao Kong's voice rang out again, and at this moment even Li Jiancheng thought that he had given in.

If they continue fighting to the death, it won't be as simple as just the bronze palace being smashed.

With a flick of his finger, Zhou Yi sheathed his longsword.

His gaze swept across the void, and he understood. Together with the Evil King and the Queen of Yin, they looked towards the back of the Immortal Bronze Palace, where a tall hall stood, a place where high monks chanted Buddhist scriptures.

A barely perceptible gust of wind fell from the main hall toward the bronze hall.

All eyes turned to the front of the bronze hall in disbelief.

Suddenly, an old man appeared there!

This man wore a tall hat and a wide belt, his body was tall and imposing like a mountain, his face was ancient and simple, he had five long wisps of beard, and he wore a brocade robe, giving him the air of a hermit who was otherworldly and ethereal.

He seemed like an ordinary person; I couldn't detect any detail about his martial arts skills.

However, upon closer observation of his demeanor, one can see that his serene and detached nature is something that ordinary people cannot possess, and it is truly unfathomable.

At this moment, the old man sized up the three grandmasters who were attacking the holy land, and then fixed his curious gaze on Zhou Yi.

A slight smile played on his lips: "Master, we've finally met."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Ning has met me before, but this is the first time I have met Fellow Daoist Ning."

This old man was none other than Ning Daoqi, the number one martial artist in the Central Plains and the number one Taoist master.

A martial arts grandmaster who has been famous throughout the world for decades!
Ning Daoqi showed no anger upon hearing Zhou Yi's unfriendly words.

Empress Yin chuckled and walked up: "Master Ning, are you here to take the He Shi Bi jade too?"

The Evil King said, "I think he has most likely changed his path to Buddhism and is studying Buddhist teachings with the monks."

Those around them listened intently, thinking to themselves that what these three were saying was truly unpleasant to hear.

However, they do indeed have the qualifications.

As fellow grandmasters, now that they've joined forces, they naturally have no fear of the number one martial artist in the Central Plains.

Ning Daoqi's aged eyes held a touch of childlike innocence as he stroked his beard and laughed heartily:
“My three friends don’t need to be so resentful. I was just watching from the sidelines and didn’t bother you.”

Zhou Yi asked, "Then why did Fellow Daoist Ning have to show himself?"

Ning Daoqi took a step closer to them, then pointed to the Immortal Bronze Hall behind him: "In truth, I have promised several friends that I must guard this hall until the lecture. If I do not show myself, this hall will probably be reduced to ruins by the Celestial Master."

"I, Ning, have always kept my promises, so I have no choice but to shamelessly remain here."

His voice was filled with a calming and reassuring power.

Zhou Yi looked at him carefully.

Ning Daoqi's strength is beyond doubt, and he is the kind of person who is indifferent to others' opinions and has no desires.

If you fight him, he not only has no intention of killing you, but he is also willing to save face for you. Even if you lose, you can still maintain your dignity, or you can simply fight to a draw. He rarely fights with you.

This is completely different from the actions taken by Tian Dao.

When the Heavenly Blade is drawn, you must find a way to escape and gain fame in return.

Ning Daoqi had never killed anyone in his life, and judging from his current state, Zhou Yi was even more convinced that Ning Daoqi had comprehended the "Nanhua Jing" to an extremely high level.

Because of his connection with the Taoist Master Mu, he himself had also studied Zhuangzi's "The Human World".

The old man's carefree and unassuming demeanor was so easily recognizable.

As Zhou Yi was weighing his options, the Empress Yin and the Evil King glanced at him. Neither of them had any interest in the He Shi Bi jade. At this critical juncture, it was up to Zhou Yi to decide what to do.

There is only one solution at the moment.

That is, if the three of them suddenly unleash their power and rush into the bronze hall together, they might have a chance to retrieve the He Shi Bi jade.

Otherwise, if the four great monks and Ning Daoqi join forces, they will surely return empty-handed today.

Under the watchful eyes of many, Zhou Yi walked towards Ning Daoqi.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, if I insist on taking the He Shi Bi jade, how will you address the issues outlined in your promise?"

Ning Daoqi Dao:

“I must fight the Celestial Master. If you are more skilled, I will be happy to be free and not have to deal with these matters anymore.”

His smile widened, and Zhou Yi even felt that the old man might be quite happy even if he lost.

but
He was uncertain about his chances of fighting Ning Daoqi at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Ning is bound by a promise, so it seems this battle is inevitable. But I wonder if you know about the so-called destiny, and what your opinion is?"

Ning Daoqi nodded and said slowly:
"No matter where fate lies, I hope that the suffering of the people will end. At present, I can only say that fate is playing tricks on us. I need to have a firm belief and choose to face the situation, even if I don't know whether it is right or wrong."

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Ning is somewhat wavering."

"Even space itself is shaking and shattering, let alone me."

Ning Daoqi shook his head, savoring the memory: "When I saw the broken parts, I felt the true sense of freedom. If the Celestial Master wants to defeat me, I can be freed and happily pursue this freedom beyond the void."

As he said this, a strange fluctuation emanated from his body.

Ning Daoqi's Eight Strikes of Freehand Combat encompasses countless variations within eight essential principles. His moves are unrestrained and without fixed rules, like a celestial horse galloping freely, unbound by any constraints or limitations.

At that moment, he saw the void shatter.

That is a kind of carefree wandering beyond the heavens, a true spiritual journey through the world, which aligns with the essence of the Zhuangzi!
From the movement technique Ning Daoqi displayed when he appeared, Zhou Yi had already discerned a clue.

I've come to a realization now.

This nearly 100-year-old number one expert in the Central Plains underwent a change in his martial arts path after witnessing the shattering of the void.

If he takes another step forward, things could get very serious.

It would be unwise to fight him at this time.

Zhou Yi thought about it and realized that he had never lost a direct confrontation with anyone.

Besides, so many Taoist friends are looking forward to it.

It would be a real shame to lose at this point.

But now that things have come to this point, how can we back down?

His thoughts raced, and in those fleeting moments, a hint of melancholy slipped through his fingers, unnoticed by others.

at this time
He heard a soft "click".

That was the broom that Master Zhenyan had left on the east side of the bronze hall, lying on the ground. The Holy Maiden Cihang, dressed in green, had a change in her ethereal eyes the moment Zhou Yi's gaze fell upon her.

Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat.

The Evil King and the Queen of Yin had already discovered Ning Sanren's strange state, but what they didn't expect was...

Zhou Yi, without any fear, walked closer to Ning Sanren again.

The two frowned slightly; this behavior was very unlike his character.

As Zhou Yi took his first steps, everyone anticipated that the debate over who was the number one figure in Taoism would be resolved today.

"I'd also like to experience Fellow Daoist Ning's Eight-Pounce Stance, but..."

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "There's nothing wrong with it, but before that, I need to confirm one thing."

Ning Daoqi gestured for him to continue.

"The news of the He Shi Bi was released by the two holy lands, but I have never seen it. If the He Shi Bi is not here, wouldn't we have been tricked by Zen Master Liaokong?"

"It is not my malicious speculation, but if the Zen Master harbored ill intentions and deliberately used the He Shi Bi to create momentum in collusion with a certain force, outsiders would not know whether this treasure that has been passed down through the ages actually exists."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, Ning Daoqi sincerely said, "Master, you are overthinking it."

Zhou Yi, however, appeared very cautious:
"I am willing to believe in the reputation that the Holy Land has built up over the years, but Fellow Daoist Ning may not know this, but they have used many methods against me. The Evil King and Empress Yin have come here today only to see the He Shi Bi jade. However, even such a simple request has been refused."

"The Zen Master would rather fight than let anyone see what's inside the bronze hall."

Shi Zhixuan and Zhu Yuyan looked into the air.

Ning Daoqi also looked at Kong: "Zen Master, why not take the He Shi Bi jade to see and clear up the misunderstanding?"

With four grandmasters watching him, Liao Kong could only nod.

Moreover, with Ning Sanren here, there's no need to worry that these three will cheat and steal the He Shi Bi jade and leave.

At Fan Qinghui's prompting, Shi Feixuan walked to the broken door of the bronze hall and, together with two other old nuns on the high platform, pushed the door open and entered.

In a short while, a bronze box was retrieved from the magnificent palace.

The Holy Maiden Cihang's every move was exquisitely elegant. Holding the sacred object in her hands, with the bronze hall behind her, she exuded an otherworldly aura.

The two teachers stood on either side of her behind her.

"The He Shi Bi jade is right here."

As everyone could see, Shi Feixuan held the bronze box in one hand and removed the lid, which resembled an inverted lotus flower, with the other.

The next moment, a look of surprise and panic suddenly appeared on her calm and elegant face.

Ok? !

The two elderly nuns standing behind her were even more shocked.

The lid was opened, and the inside was completely empty!
"what happened?!"

The two old nuns stepped forward and lifted the bottom of the copper box and lid. Inside, they found a bright yellow silk draped over the contents, but there was no He Shi Bi jade!

A sudden commotion arose from all around.

The way everyone looked at Kong changed, from initial awe and respect to contempt and anger.

As the Celestial Master said, was all of this just a conspiracy by Liao Kong?!

Jingnian Temple does not possess the He Shi Bi jade at all!

Fan Qinghui rushed into the bronze hall and searched the place with several monks from the Zen temple, but unfortunately they found nothing.

Empress Yin smiled broadly: "I admire you. I underestimated the Zen Master."

The Evil King revealed a disdainful look: "So it turns out that Jingnian Temple is a place of pretending to be a god and a place of deceiving the world and stealing fame."

Zhou Yi looked at Ning Sanren: "Fellow Daoist Ning, shall we fight again?"

Ning Sanren turned his gaze to Kong, and when he noticed that Kong was looking at Zhou Yi, he also looked at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi then addressed Kong Dao: "Zen Master, you are far too disappointing. The Holy Land's actions are treating all the heroes of the world as fools."

Li Jiancheng, standing in the distance, was completely dumbfounded.

The He Shi Bi jade disc no longer exists!

He encountered a series of unexpected events and witnessed unimaginable dramas, leaving him in a daze.

Could it be that I, too, have been deceived by the Zen master?
"Shimin, what's going on?"

Empress Zhangsun whispered in his ear.

Li Shimin said, "I don't know either, but it must be Brother Zhou's doing. The Zen Master has lost, lost completely. This time, he lost the duel, lost the He Shi Bi jade, lost the bronze palace, and will also lose his reputation for a hundred years."

"The banner of the Righteous Alliance is likely to fall, and the reputation of the Holy Land of Martial Arts will suffer a major blow. This means that people in the martial arts world will reverse their long-held impression of them."

Empress Zhangsun had already heard the surrounding discussions.

Even the five generals of Changlin who were by Li Jiancheng's side had the feeling that they had been tricked, let alone the others.

Liao Kong sighed, and his face, which looked to be in his forties, instantly filled with worry, making him look ten years older.

"It is truly unbelievable that the Celestial Master possesses such extraordinary abilities. I can only express my admiration."

He chanted a Buddhist prayer and continued, "This lecture will be changed into a vegetarian feast. If the Celestial Master is interested, he is welcome to come and have some vegetarian food."

Zhou Yi pointed towards the bronze hall:
"Why should the Zen Master be so dejected? This hall is made of gold and bronze, and its value far exceeds that of the He Shi Bi jade. Although I have cut it with my sword, its weight has not decreased. Just this one hall alone can provide vegetarian meals for many years."

He turned to Ning Sanren and said:

“Fellow Daoist Ning, when I was in Jiangdu, I met an old man in his sixties who was selling soup dumplings late at night to make a living. At that time, Jiangdu was in chaos, and I suggested that he go to the Qingliu or Luzhou area. He was interested in this, but considering his small family and ancestral home, he dared not move and could only live a difficult life in a dilemma.”

“If even prosperous places like Jiangdu are like this, how many places in the world are similar? Compared to them, what does the Zen Master have to worry about?”

Zhou Yi faced the empty space and continued:

"These five hundred Arhats, the golden and bronze hall, the Buddhas of the Three Worlds, and the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva—aren't these treasures that ordinary people couldn't earn in a lifetime?"

"Since you are compassionate and empathetic, why do you disregard the suffering of the common people and imprison the fictitious He Shi Bi in a golden and bronze palace?"

"With such behavior, how dare you speak so shamelessly to me about destiny? Does the Zen Master have no sense of shame?"

His words resonated deeply with the crowd of martial arts practitioners.

Ning Sanren suppressed his smile and fell into deep thought as he gazed at the numerous colorful sculptures and gold ornaments on the white stone platform.

Upon hearing this, the Venerable Liaokong trembled all over.

The inner bell he cultivated kept ringing, and his martial will collapsed layer by layer.

Looking up at the void, he regretted not having traveled with his fellow disciples.

Fan Qinghui searched for the He Shi Bi jade in the bronze hall without success, and originally intended to go forward to Zhou Yi to inquire.

She was certain that Zhou Yi was involved in the matter, and she was unwilling to let the two holy sites take the blame.

but
Upon hearing a string of shocking words, he abruptly stopped in his tracks.

"The Celestial Master's eloquence is known throughout the land. Now that the He Shi Bi jade has been lost, arguing with him would be nothing short of inviting trouble."

Fan Qinghui sighed inwardly.

Upon further reflection, he still couldn't figure out how the He Shi Bi jade had been lost.

Just then, Master Daoxin, who had been silent until now, stepped forward. With a smile beneath his long white eyebrows, he spoke with a humorous and carefree expression:
"Old Baldy, I'm going back to the Zen sect now. Young Zhou, come find me for a drink sometime."

He glanced at Zhou Yi, then at Shi Feixuan.

After saying that, he turned and left.

The person who was most surprised was Shi Zhixuan.

The four holy monks came from the Tiantai, Sanlun, Huayan, and Chan schools, respectively. These four have always been of one mind, whether it was in the past when they were chasing him or this time when they were assisting the two holy sites.

Unexpectedly, a rift developed among the four great monks.

Master Jiaxiang frowned slightly: "Daoxin, you..."

The Fourth Patriarch interrupted him directly: "Don't get excited. I didn't say that you old bald guys did anything wrong, but fate doesn't mean everything. I'm willing to believe in Zhou boy."

Both the Venerable Emperor Heart and the Master of Wisdom showed surprise.

Since learning the truth, they have never thought they did anything wrong. Shouldn't the chaotic world be guided towards a prosperous one?

If something new happens to Zhou Yi, wouldn't the world be thrown into chaos again?
Watching Daoxin's determined steps, the three of them remained silent. They looked at Zhou Yi and fell into deep thought.

"The Zen Master remains silent; it seems he has resumed his practice of silent meditation. This farce should come to an end."

Zhou Yi glanced at Fan Qinghui at the entrance of the bronze hall, then turned and smiled at Ning Daoqi when Ning looked at him:
"Fellow Daoist Ning, it will probably be some time before we can have a proper sparring session."

Ning Daoqi clearly saw through Zhou Yi's little scheme, but he didn't expose it. He casually said, "Perfect timing. I will also be immersing myself in the mysteries of shattering the void."

The two men clasped their hands in a fist salute.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the three figures disappeared from the Boundless Palace at an extremely fast speed.

The echoes still lingered in the air:
"Master Liaokong, you should take good care of yourself."

Liao Kong looked towards the source of the sound and sensed the hostile gazes around him.

Martial arts practitioners from all over Kyushu left the temple. It is conceivable that after this battle, the sacred place of martial arts will be completely dethroned.

The martial arts practitioners, having witnessed a great spectacle, hurriedly left.

They had too many shocks weighing on their hearts.

Those who didn't attend will likely regret it for the rest of their lives after hearing the news they brought.

"...You've already obtained the He Shi Bi jade?"

A hint of confusion appeared in Empress Yin's eyes.

Zhou Yi said frankly, "If I had the He Shi Bi jade, why would I need to go to Jing Nian Zen Temple?"

The Evil King was uninterested in these matters and went straight to the point: "You should keep your promise and tell us where Yang Gong's treasure vault is."

"Chang'an, Yuema Bridge".

"Yuema Bridge?"

Zhou Yi explained, "The Yong'an Canal connects to the Wei River north of Chang'an City, supplying half of Chang'an's water. This Yuema Bridge spans the Wei River and is the most magnificent stone bridge in Chang'an. Don't you know that?"

What is its connection to Yang Gong's treasure trove?

Zhou Yi said, "There's a trap."

"What organization?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "You two will need to figure this out yourselves."

As he spoke, he took two steps back:
"Please don't look at me like that. I'm almost certain that the Evil Emperor's Relic is in Yang Gong's Treasure Vault, but I really don't know how it got in."

"You want me to crack the mechanism? That's asking too much. I know absolutely nothing about that stuff."

Empress Yin asked suspiciously, "Didn't Lu Miaozi tell you?"

"He's very tight-lipped, why would he tell me?"

Zhou Yi added, "Since you two have helped me, I would never lie to you. The news about Yuema Bridge must be true."

The Evil King and the Empress exchanged a glance.

I have some trust in Zhou Yi's character.

Shi Zhixuan said, "You will come with us to Chang'an."

Zhou Yi did not refuse: "Okay, but there is an agreement in Lingnan, so the two of you must accompany me to see Song Que first."

Upon hearing the name Song Que, they lost interest.

Empress Yin said to Shi Zhixuan, "Your daughter is skilled in mechanical arts, why don't you call her over?"

Shi Zhixuan disagreed: "Going through Sichuan and Chongqing will waste too much time. Let's go to Chang'an first."

After he finished speaking, he squinted at Zhou Yi and suddenly changed the subject:

"If we fail to discover the secret of Yue Ma Bridge, it's not too late to go find Xiao Qingxuan."

Zhou Yi frowned: "What's the use of looking for Qingxuan? She doesn't even know where Yang Gong's treasure vault is."

“She doesn’t like seeing you in the first place. If you’re going to make things worse for her, don’t do anything. I’m just telling the truth.”

Shi Zhixuan's expression darkened, and he ultimately suppressed his anger and did not make a move.

The main problem is that we have absolutely no way to deal with this kid right now.

I hope what you say is true.

"Rest assured, my reputation is a hundred times better than empty promises."

Before the words were finished, a "whoosh" sound was heard.

Zhou Yi stared at the spot where they had disappeared, his mind racing with calculations.

No, I can't leave Qingxuan alone in Chengdu. Her father is such an unreliable scoundrel.

Zhou Yi moved extremely fast, leaving those horsemen who came out of Jingnian Temple far behind him.

Most people set off from Luoyang on their way there, but scattered in all directions on their return.

Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, there were no more idle wanderers in Jingnian Temple.

"Second brother, what are your plans?"

Li Jiancheng's voice no longer had the sharpness it had a few days ago.

Li Shimin said, "I plan to consult with Ning Sanren before returning to Guanzhong."

Before Li Jiancheng could reply, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Upon looking out, he quickly stood up to greet them.

Fan Qinghui and Liao Kong arrived together.

"Venerable Zen Master, Master of the Restaurant, please come inside."

Li Jiancheng gave a greeting, and after Fan Qinghui and Liaokong were seated, they began to chat about the day's situation.

Liao Kong basically doesn't speak.

It was mainly Li Jiancheng and Fan Qinghui who were talking.

Li Jiancheng has not given up. With the strength of the two holy lands, as long as they are willing to help directly, they can pacify the north as quickly as possible.

This may be a test for the holy land.

Therefore, in analyzing the situation of the North-South war, he described many plans.

Although he was far inferior to his second brother, he was not incompetent in military decision-making and political affairs.

Fan Qinghui and Liao Kong listened very attentively.

After he finished speaking, Fan Qinghui suddenly asked, "Young Master, what is the thing you most urgently want to do right now?"

Li Jiancheng straightened his back: "Unify the world and let the people rest."

She smiled and nodded, then looked at Li Shimin: "Where is the Second Prince?"

Li Shimin turned his head, with a hint of apology: "I wonder when Ning Sanren will emerge from seclusion. I would like to ask him some questions, such as what he meant by the carefree life beyond the void."

Fan Qinghui gave a dry laugh, and Liao Kong's fingers, which were moving the prayer beads, froze in mid-air.

"The Second Young Master can go and find the hermit now."

"it is good!"

Erfeng's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, Changsun Wugou followed.

He then said to Li Jiancheng:

"Brother, I'm entrusting this matter to you."

Li Jiancheng nodded readily and began discussing important matters with the two lords of the holy land.

He failed to notice the traces of confusion appearing deep in Fan Qinghui's and Liao Kong's pupils.

Is this right?

……

The fourth day after the Holy Land battle.

In a short time, news from Jingnian Temple spread like wildfire.

This is definitely the time of year when pigeon activity is most frequent.

A definite message about the shattered void ignites the martial arts world wherever it reaches.

Shattered void, truly exists!
Those who participated in this great battle all became legends.

With the martial spirit already strong, learning of this battle that shattered the void only fueled the passion of many martial artists for the martial path.

At the same time, numerous messages that were extremely detrimental to the sacred land of martial arts spread.

The Celestial Master defeated fourteen top experts from the Holy Land and angrily denounced the Zen Master for being immoral in front of Ning Sanren!

The prestige that the Holy Land had accumulated over nearly a century was lost in a single day.

Their glory has faded in the hearts of those in the martial arts world.

Instead, there is a pursuit of the truth of martial arts and an endless yearning for a wider world!

As autumn deepens, a west wind sweeps across the Luo River, causing leaves to fall in profusion.

But all that could be seen was the long river, like a ribbon, flowing gently eastward.

On this day, several flocks of geese flew in formation, their cries echoing across the river and sky.

Zhou Yi left the city to the south and headed west towards the upper reaches of the Luo River.

After traveling nearly twenty li, we came to a beach moored before a maple forest. A single fishing boat was appearing and disappearing among the reeds.

Seeing a figure in green in the distance, he used his light-footed skill to step on the reeds and arrived at the riverbank.

"The reeds are green and lush, the white dew is like frost. The one I long for is on the other side of the water."

He casually recited a line, and the green figure on the riverbank glanced at him, smiled, and waved, gesturing for him to sit on the stone slab next to him.

As Zhou Yi approached, she was tidying her hair, which was being ruffled by the west wind.

Her naturally beautiful face, like a lotus emerging from clear water, still retained its former ethereal and holy charm, but sitting by the river made her seem more down-to-earth.

Zhou Yi sat down next to her.

Shi Feixuan pursed her thin, red lips and looked at him. Her ethereal eyes held an undisguised melancholy, like a naive girl who had made a mistake but dared not tell her elders.

After exchanging a glance with Zhou Yi, she looked away again.

"Feixuan".

Hearing him speak, Shi Feixuan couldn't help but smile, throwing a small pebble into the water: "Why don't you call me Miss Qin anymore? Didn't you say, 'If only life were as beautiful as our first meeting'?"

"That's right. Today is the day I first met Fairy Luoshui."

A blush crept across her pretty face: "Who stares at someone like that on the first meeting?"

Zhou Yi said with admiration and sincerity, "I never expected Fei Xuan to go to such lengths for me. My feelings for you are just like when you were practicing your martial arts."

Shi Feixuan hummed in agreement, picked up a broken reed, and placed it in the Luo River to sway.

"The He Shi Bi jade is underwater right here, fellow Daoist, please take it."

Zhou Yi looked into the water and vaguely spotted a bronze box.

When did you take it out?

"After I knew that the Evil King and the Queen of Yin were coming, I guessed that you would come, so I found an opportunity."

Her voice trailed off.

For a well-behaved saintess, this act of stealing is simply outrageous.

Zhou Yi was somewhat surprised: "How did you do that?"

Shi Feixuan explained softly:
"I can freely enter and exit the bronze hall. In addition, I am familiar with the timing of the He Shi Bi's power bursting out. I used the innate true qi cultivated by the sword manual to suppress it slightly and then brought it out."

"The moon was full just after the lecture, and the He Shi Bi jade was waning. When the moon is full and then waning, it will erupt. If you were to fight a major battle in the Zen temple on that day, you would be greatly affected because of your cultivation of innate techniques. I was going to tell you this, but since you've come early, there's no need to say it again."

Zhou Yi nodded: "When the He Shi Bi was taken out, did anyone notice?"

"Master Daoxin must have discovered it, but he didn't say anything."

She added, "My master doesn't know, otherwise she would be very disappointed."

“After Ning Sanren is invited here, you won’t have a chance to get the He Shi Bi in the short term. Although both of them are martial arts grandmasters, you have only been cultivating for a short time and are no match for Ning Sanren. However, if you fight him, he should be able to give you a draw.”

"I feel that the free agent is reluctant to stop you, but he has to keep his promise. The fact that you didn't fight is the best outcome."

Zhou Yi understood her intentions: "Feixuan, I'm sorry to have put you in such a difficult position."

Shi Feixuan smiled and said, "You should take the He Shi Bi now, I'm going back."

Zhou Yi reached his hand into the water, making a gesture as if to take the He Shi Bi jade.

However, she grasped the reeds in the water with the current, and with a little force, Shi Feixuan let go, and half of the reed stalk slipped out of her hand.

She didn't know what Zhou Yi wanted the reeds for.

Suddenly, before she could retract her outstretched hand, Zhou Yi had already grasped it.

Shi Feixuan had never been so intimate with a man before. When she looked at Zhou Yi, she found that he was looking at her with a comforting gaze.

"Brother Daoist."

Even so, she still instinctively tried to break free.

Instead of shaking off his hand, she pulled Zhou Yi closer to her, their shoulders and arms touching.

She didn't feel any resistance; on the contrary, she felt a strange joy. As if to please her, she didn't make any move and let him hold her small hand.

"Feixuan, are you worried that your master will blame you if he finds out?"

"I...I don't want to disappoint her."

"But I instinctively believe you. Because of me, they have been blamed a lot. Feixuan always has trouble sleeping at night when she thinks about these things, and she feels an indescribable guilt."

Putting himself in her shoes, Zhou Yi could understand her feelings.

"I can assure you that your choice was right, and it even saved them. Do you believe me?"

Shi Feixuan looked up and stared at him intently for a long while before nodding.

Zhou Yi stared at the fairy Luo Shui in front of him; her shy and timid appearance was extremely charming.

Applying a little force with my hand is just an experiment.

But in an instant, the saintess was already in his arms.

She didn't struggle, but her ethereal voice trembled slightly: "Brother Dao, you mustn't bully people."

"No, I'm teaching you martial arts."

"How can you practice martial arts like this? Let me go!"

"That's how the mad monk from India trained. Haven't you read the Kama Sutra?"

"Those were all things you showed me. I never look at this kind of unorthodox martial arts."

Zhou Yi smiled and said:

"Then let's talk about the Cihang Sword Manual. The cultivation of Sword Heart Clarity requires the ultimate emotion. But Dini's understanding is wrong; she doesn't understand why emotion needs to be cultivated."

Shi Feixuan leaned against him, gazing at the Luo River, and listened quietly to his story.

"Practicing emotions is for the purpose of cultivating the mind, which is a kind of spiritual cultivation process, aimed at the innate primordial spirit. She came up with the idea of ​​severing emotions and forgetting self, combined with the shadow of the Other Shore Sword Technique in the predecessor of the Sword Manual, thus creating a method of closed-door cultivation."

"Think about it, weren't those old monks who passed away in meditation also in seclusion?"

"Dini read the Record of Demonic Thoughts and incorporated his own Buddhist martial arts into it, but because he lacked talent, it turned out to be neither fish nor fowl."

Shi Feixuan asked, "Then how do you explain my training method?"

"Extreme emotion, extreme swordsmanship. Extreme emotion can also temper the heart; once sublimated, the sword heart will naturally become clear."

Zhou Yi added, "Once you've truly reached this level, don't go into seclusion for intensive training."

Shi Feixuan asked curiously, "Why?"

"I'll figure something out for you then; going into seclusion is too dangerous."

Shi Feixuan was overjoyed and asked softly, "You used to always lead me to do bad things, why are you suddenly being so nice to me now?"

Zhou Yi smiled sincerely: "Because I found that you are also very good to me."

The saintess's face flushed, her heart pounding. She avoided looking into his eyes, reached out and embraced him. The joy she felt at that moment was something she had never experienced before.

The next moment, Zhou Yi's voice was close to her ear: "Feixuan, once everything is settled, I'll take you on a boat trip from Baidi City to revisit the Three Gorges, shall we?"

"it is good."

She responded, recalling the scenes from when she left Baidi City, and suddenly asked in a clear voice, "Brother Yi, will you still teach me martial arts?"

Zhou Yi reacted quickly, and without caring whether he had misunderstood, he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.

"Is that right?"

Shi Feixuan shook her head repeatedly and hurriedly said, "No, no."

At this moment, a west wind blew by, and the flowing light lingered on the Luo River. In the distance, cranes cried out, humming the melodies of the Qing Shang tune.

"Is that so?"

Zhou Yi gazed at the captivating saintess and kissed her crimson lips. Shi Feixuan seemed to be saying "No, no," but gradually, while trying to resist, she kissed him back.

at this time
A disgruntled snort came from afar.

Then came the sound of a large rock crashing into the water.

The cranes in the distance were frightened and flew away. The two people on the riverbank were hit by the splash and immediately separated. A figure in white was seen walking quickly towards them with an angry expression.

A rather displeased, lively voice rang out: "Perhaps I've come at the wrong time."

Zhou Yi glanced back at the little vixen: "You've come at just the right time."

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(End of this chapter)