Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 254 The Unscientific Ding'an
Ren Shaoyang waved his left hand.

A dozen or so shimmering blue silk threads were inserted into Feng Xinglie's chest, and his fingers plucked them a few times as if playing a zither.

Immediately, a wisp of water vapor rose from the water in Feng Xinglie's various acupoints, swirling and rising suddenly, condensing in mid-air, like a peony blooming in the rain.

At this moment, Gu Qianlian felt a chill all over her body, as if she were trapped in a nightmare. She knew that something was strange, but she was unable to move.

Feeling the moisture, Li Ruohai felt as if he were in a deep mountain valley, and couldn't help but say coldly, "What an evil and chilling aura."

Ren Shaoyang gently fiddled with the Divine Spider Sword with his right hand. His movements were unremarkable, but standing there, he exuded a natural and powerful aura.

As he played, a leisurely rhythm blended seamlessly with the waves of the Yangtze River, the birds and gulls, creating a sense of the beginning of time, before chaos was created and all things in the world had yet to sprout.

Although Li Ruohai had lost all his martial arts skills, his spiritual senses became increasingly extraordinary. He felt that Ren Shaoyang's aura was something he had never heard of before in his martial arts training, and it was truly unfathomable.

For a fleeting moment, Li Ruohai's spirits faltered, and a sense of awe arose within him. But this thought vanished in an instant, replaced by a surge of arrogance, and he thought to himself:
"If Ren Shaoyang has already gone this far, why can't I, Li Ruohai, do the same?"

Thinking of this, Li Ruohai's expression relaxed, and his eyes immediately became clear as water.

At that moment, the water vapor dissipated, the Divine Spider Sword stopped vibrating, and slowly withdrew from Feng Xinglie's chest, retracting back into Ren Shaoyang's ring.

Gu Qianlian suddenly woke up with a start, her face pale as she looked around in horror.

Ren Shaoyang, dressed in a white robe, appeared upright and dignified. Although he was in the room, he seemed to vanish with the wind and disappear like smoke.

Seeing his astonishing appearance, Gu Qianlian couldn't help but exclaim, "Sword God Ren, you—" As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized she had misspoke.

Li Ruohai went forward to look and found that Feng Xinglie had stopped convulsing, looked relaxed, and was breathing normally, but had not yet woken up.

“I once tried to reconnect his severed meridians to prevent him from dying from exhaustion of his essence and blood. But I never expected that Shao Yang’s approach of ‘prevention is worse than cure’ would be more effective.”

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "I've racked my brains, and this is all I can do." He then said to Gu Qianlian, "Qianlian, please take good care of Xinglie."

Gu Qianlian nodded quickly: "Okay, Uncle Ren!"

Ren Shaoyang and Li Ruohai slowly walked out of the room, looking at the rising stars and the clear, sparkling night sky.

Li Ruohai looked somewhat tired, clearly affected by the loss of his skills.

The two walked to the bow of the boat, one after the other.

Li Ruohai stopped and turned around, smiling as he said, "Shaoyang, thank you for your hard work."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Xinglie is my nephew, it's only right." He paused slightly, "Congratulations, Lao Li."

Li Ruohai asked, "What makes you say that?"

Ren Shaoyang looked at the Yangtze finless porpoises in the Yangtze River and smiled, "Just now your energy was very active, and your true energy and blood were full of vitality. In a few days, you will be reborn."

“It’s still a long way off.” Li Ruohai waved his hand, then turned his gaze to Ren Shaoyang. “But once I figure out the path ahead, I’ll still have to face you.”

Ren Shaoyang was taken aback and blurted out, "Are you using me as a whetstone?"

Li Ruohai chuckled and said, "Your 'Heavenly Melody' commands the heavens and earth above and controls the vital energy below. Only by resisting your 'Heavenly Melody' can I possibly advance further."

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "You're really arrogant. Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun both used the technique of 'using the void to attack the void.' But you've integrated your true energy into your flesh and blood, and you insist on using the real to attack the void. You're really arrogant."

Li Ruohai looked on with longing and said softly, "I have walked a path that no one has ever walked before, and I need your help." He rolled up his sleeves and placed his hands on the gunwale. "Shaoyang, once we've both recovered, I'll take you to see a strange person."

"A strange person?" Ren Shaoyang chuckled mischievously. "Is he the one who admits defeat in your heart?"

"You have such a sharp tongue," Li Ruohai clapped his hands and laughed. "You know him?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "The Great Lama Yingyuan, right?"

Li Ruohai nodded and said, "It is indeed this person." He continued, "Although this person does not know any martial arts, his Zen practice has reached a sublime level. It is said that he used to know martial arts, and he was extremely skilled. However, after obtaining the Eagle Blade, he forgot all his martial arts overnight and turned to specialize in Zen meditation."

"Back then, the Red Sun Dharma King's martial arts and wisdom far surpassed Tongji's, yet he didn't even have the courage to glance at Yingyuan. Later, I met Yingyuan and made a bet with him, and naturally, I lost. If Xinglie hadn't rescued him, I really wouldn't know how I would have ended things."

Ren Shaoyang turned to look at the little beggar and Ding An, and looking at the thick-backed knife in Ding An's hand, he said loudly, "Back then, when Ying Yuan left the snow area with the Eagle Knife, did you ever think about looking at this knife when you captured him?"

Li Ruohai, with a cold and indifferent expression, looked at the river with his hands behind his back and said casually, "I'm too lazy to look."

He spoke casually, and Ren Shaoyang, upon hearing this, gave him a thumbs-up and laughed, "How bold! Neither you, Brother Lang, nor Pang Ban would even glance at this thick-backed sword. Because you have all transcended the level of 'greed.' I have found my own path, and I am very proud of it!"

Li Ruohai smiled and said, "Aren't you the same?" "Haha~!" Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily, "I neither resist nor indulge in anything. Everything is both far and near to me, there is no difference."

Li Ruohai clapped his hands and laughed, "That's great, you're in great shape!"

The two men, enjoying the gentle breeze blowing across the landscape, their robes fluttering, remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, Li Ruohai reached into his sleeve, took out a piece of tanned sheepskin, and handed it to him: "This is for you."

"What is this?" Ren Shaoyang asked, looking at the red and black markings and lines, he was greatly surprised. "This is... a treasure map?"

“I also participated in the battle to hunt down Emperor Yuan Shundi back then,” Li Ruohai said calmly. “I obtained this half of the treasure map from a Mongol nobleman.”

Ren Shaoyang stared at the sheepskin, dumbfounded, and blurted out, "Emperor Yuan's legacy?!"

"I don't know," Li Ruohai said with a smile. "It might be the one you're talking about."

"Old Li, you're giving it to me right now?" Ren Shaoyang said with a grin as he took the treasure map.

Li Ruohai said, "Treasure is of no use to me; I'd rather watch butterflies fly in pairs."

After sighing for a long time, he suddenly realized that Ren Shaoyang had not made a sound, so he turned his head to look at him.

Ren Shaoyang was staring at him with a wicked grin.

A bad feeling rose in Li Ruohai's heart, and he shouted, "Ren rascal, what bad things are you thinking about?"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "I didn't think about anything! I just know that twenty years ago there was a little girl who only knew how to dream, who embroidered a beautiful embroidery of two butterflies flying for the most handsome man in the world."

"This most handsome man in the world simply collected the embroidery and secretly admired it for twenty years."

He always said, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may."

Li Ruohai's handsome face turned bright red, as if steam was rising from it. After a while, he sighed and said, "I regret giving you the treasure map."

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily: "Too late! It's better to cash in!"

At the stern, the little beggar looked at Ding An and asked, "A severed hand, a severed hand! How do you feel holding this knife?"

Ding An held the eagle knife in his left hand, gesturing and saying hesitantly, "I... I seem to have seen many scenes."

"Holy crap!" The little beggar was secretly shocked and asked, "What did you see?"

Ding An closed his eyes, leaning on his thick-backed sword, and said as if in a dream, "I saw someone riding a white horse, soaring through the air. Then it seemed I entered a mesmerizing and beautiful space, where various scenes came rushing in. There were people sitting on thrones, swords clashing; there were masked figures unleashing giant palm strikes of fire clouds from mid-air; there were people with seven colors radiating from their bodies, charging towards the emperor; and there were more..."

At this point, Ding'an suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed, "Huh?"

The little beggar quickly asked, "What else? Don't keep me in suspense!"

Ding An looked extremely strange, and used the snow-white blade of his thick-backed sword to reflect his face.

Then a young man with medium-length hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a simple and honest demeanor was reflected on the knife.

Ding An looked up at Hong Xiu and forced a smile, saying, "Little beggar, I think I really saw the person Shao Yang was talking about."

"Which person?" Hongxiu was confused, but looking at Ding'an's face, she suddenly realized, "That one?!"

"Mmm-hmm!" Ding'an nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "Wow, that person who looks exactly like me can really unleash a forty-meter-long blade of energy!"

Hongxiu looked Ding'an up and down, somewhat incredulous, and finally said, "Wait for me!" Then she turned around and ran towards Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang couldn't hold back any longer when he heard the little beggar's chattering narration!
No, shouldn't this eagle blade contain the mental cultivation method of the "War God's Manual"?

How come when it came into Ding'an's hands, he could directly see the scene behind the shattered void?

Is that figure wielding swords and blades the Evil Emperor Xuantian?

The masked, fiery giant hand—damn it, it's the Fire Cloud Evil God?
The seven-colored figure rushing straight towards the emperor reminded Ren Shaoyang only of Ji Fa from "The Emperor I".

So, after this world is shattered, it becomes the Hong Kong comic book world of the Jade Dynasty?
But that’s not right!
Ding An actually saw his true form, Junior Sister Feng?

It's not that Lao Huang and Lao Ma are at odds. (There have always been rumors that Lao Ma's right hand was cut off back then, and it was related to Lao Huang.) How come Ding'an can still see the world of "Storm Riders"?
This doesn't make sense!

Could it be that Ding'an's luck has been so good that these two could meet again and forget their past grievances with a smile?
Ren Shaoyang stared at Ding An, who was beyond emulation, and remained silent for a long time.
(End of this chapter)