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

Chapter 449 The Future
That night.

The sea was calm and the crew enjoyed their fish happily inside the cabin.

Of course, one of the air force veterans also swung his chopsticks incredibly fast.

Hongxiu teased him, "Still eating? You almost got your head shaved!"

"So what?" Ren Shaoyang pointed at the panda who was eating fish. "Gungun and I beat that old bastard together, and Gungun didn't say anything. But you're here muttering to yourself?"

Gun Gun: "Waaah~!"

Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "This thing just can't talk!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "If you could talk, wouldn't you be a fool?"

Hongxiu rolled her eyes and smiled: "That's true."

"By the way, that old bastard got poisoned, is he dead?"

“I didn’t poison him, I just added powdered wolfberries and unicorn horn,” Hongxiu said. “That cup of tea was really very nourishing.”

"Oh! I understand!"

Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands and laughed, "You use 'Blood Bodhi' to brew tea, which will counteract the phoenix blood in Di Shitian's body, causing him to fall into internal strife." As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up, "A brilliant idea."

Hongxiu laughed heartily and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "You flatter me, you flatter me."

"How did you find out?"

Hongxiu said, "When I was studying the unicorn horn and the tortoise shell, I accidentally discovered that the two are mutually repelling and incompatible. That's when the idea came to me!"

"Haha, little beggar, you really are a genius."

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing." Hongxiu took out the book "Dancing with Poison" from her satchel, patted it, and said, "The ideas are all recorded in this book, and I'm gradually figuring it out."

"Ha, it has to be our hometown hero." Ren Shaoyang laughed. "Little beggar, you better study hard, our future immortality depends on you."

"I will handle it!"

Hongxiu patted her chest and replied with a smile.

The other side of the cabin.

A tall, burly sea traveler walked up to the lacquered door and knocked three times. The door opened wide, revealing Boss Xu's pale face.

Hai Ke was taken aback and exclaimed, "Sect Master!"

"Hmm?" Boss Xu looked at him coldly.

Hai Ke quickly changed his tune: "Boss Xu, you, you've been poisoned?"

"Bullshit! I'm immune to all poisons, how could I be poisoned?"

Boss Xu let him in, and the two entered the room. The sea traveler bowed and said, "Master, the three villains have finished eating the fish and are drinking tea."

Upon hearing the words "drinking tea," Boss Xu felt a headache coming on and couldn't help but snort coldly.

The visitor dared not speak, and the hall fell silent instantly.

After a long while, Boss Xu finally spoke slowly: "Is there any other information?"

Yes, there are.

"You scoundrel!" Boss Xu roared in fury, his face flushing red. "You're stammering!"

Hai Ke was horrified to see him suddenly become angry, and immediately knelt down and said, "Sect Master, please calm down!"

Old Master Xu snorted coldly, his face slowly returning to its deathly pale state, and said, "Why don't you hurry up and tell me?"

Hai Ke was startled and hurriedly said, "According to the priest's analysis, the sword that the sword god used to kill Jue Wushen was the 'Liushang Sword' from his self-created 'Kunlun Three Elements Sword'!"

"impossible!"

Old Master Xu frowned, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Although the Sword God's 'Flowing Wine Sword' is the most ingenious in the world, it is still a human sword. How could it have such a grandeur?"

"Sect Master, you are wise!" Hai Ke said. "The priests have repeatedly deduced and are certain that the essence of the 'Flowing Wine Sword' has been completely transformed and is no longer comparable to what it was before."

He raised his head slightly and saw that Xu Laoda's face was gloomy but he did not interrupt, so he continued to report: "The priest believes that Ren Shaoyang must have obtained some kind of great opportunity, and has figured out the ultimate principle of martial arts, and has elevated this sword from the level of 'technique' to the level of 'Tao'."

Old Master Xu said in a deep voice, "Tell me the conclusion in detail."

"Yes!" Hai Ke replied, "Judging from each of the Sword God's moves, the 'Flowing Wine Sword' emphasizes endless variations in its techniques, seeking openings to strike—it is the most ingenious technique in the world. But the sword strike that killed Jue Wushen was not about 'seeking openings,' but rather..."

"But what?"

"Instead, it is 'no gap is too wide to enter'."

Old Master Xu's eyes snapped open, revealing a fierce glint: "No opening is too wide!"

Hai Ke's voice trembled slightly: "The priests believe that this sword is no longer bound by the changes in moves, but has drawn upon some kind of invisible 'momentum' between heaven and earth."

"The 'indestructible golden body' of the Godless One appears flawless to ordinary people, but when it is integrated with the sword of nature, its own existence and every discord between it and the flow of the energy of heaven and earth become its greatest flaws!"

"Therefore, the sword's edge does not strike with brute force, but rather flows like water over a dam, going with the flow and being everywhere, thus it is invincible!"

After a long silence, Xu Laoda murmured, "What a Ren Shaoyang, what a natural sword!" A deep sense of apprehension flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a chilling killing intent.

He glanced at the kneeling sea traveler and slowly said, "Are you finished?"

brush!
Hai Ke hurriedly pulled a letter from his pocket and presented it: "Sect Master, this is a letter from the Divine Mother to you!"

"You bastard!" Old Xu snatched it away and roared, "If you keep stammering like this next time, I'll rip your tongue out!" He pointed to the door and said, "Get out of here."

The traveler felt wronged when he suddenly became angry for no reason, and he scrambled out of the room.

Old Master Xu's chest heaved, his blood surged, and his face turned bright red. It took him a long time to recover.

He thought to himself with a chill: "This is bad. I've lost my mind time and time again. Could it be due to the conflict between the phoenix blood and the qilin blood?"

"Just a little bit of Blood Bodhi has caused such a disaster." Old Xu muttered to himself, his fist clenching and slowly turning white. "If I really get the Dragon Essence, will I be able to swallow it?" He shook his head. "The matter of slaying the dragon still needs to be considered carefully."

Thinking of this, Boss Xu's face darkened. He looked at the letter in his hand, then suddenly raised an eyebrow and smirked. "The Sword God's killing move, 'Wind and Moon Sword Qi,' can only be used twice a day? If used excessively, it will lead to serious injury?"

Old Master Xu slammed the letter shut, his face beaming with joy: "Good! I've found the Sword God's weakness!"
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In the following days, the wind and waves were calm and the sea was still.

But as the weather turned cold, a few gusts of white wind blew by, tearing away the fluffy snowflakes, and it actually started snowing at sea.

Hongxiu and Gungun were overjoyed and climbed to the top of the mast. The two of them opened their mouths wide and began to eat the snow.

Ding'an looked at the wind and snow, and his heart ached for no reason. Time flies by, and he and that woman will never see each other again.

Thinking about this, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

The pain came so suddenly that even Ding'an, a man of iron, could not withstand it.

He seemed to hear that soft "little brother" again, and see the stray hairs at her temples as she leaned against his back, but all of this was like the snow falling on the sea, cold to the touch and fleeting.

Hongxiu slid down the mast, her skin flushed from the cold. She looked around and saw Ding'an squatting there, lost in thought. She exclaimed, "Severed hand!"

Ding'an turned back to look at her, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

Hongxiu was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

But then this blockhead burst into tears, pressed his hands to the ground, and banged his head down, making a hole in the deck with a loud thud. He landed headfirst on the deck like a scallion!

The little beggar rushed over to pull him away, saying urgently, "No, no! If you smash the boat to pieces, everyone will be shark food!"

Then Ding'an said in a muffled voice, "I'm useless, I can't get out of this."

Hongxiu jumped up and kicked him hard in the buttocks, yelling, "Are you never going to stop?"

Click!

A large hole appeared in the ship's plank, and Ding'an screamed as he fell into the cabin.

Hongxiu stood with her hands on her hips, fuming, but couldn't think of a solution for the moment.

Despite her exceptional intelligence, she was unaware that she had to endure this emotional wound on her own.

Even if you manage to get through it, flashbacks will still occur from time to time.

It will follow you like a shadow for a lifetime.

At the bow of the boat, Old Xu handed Ren Shaoyang a jug of rum.

Ren Shaoyang stood upright on the bow of the ship, his white clothes spotless, looking as dashing as a god. He looked at the rum in his hand and laughed, "Western stuff?"

"Having traveled all over the country, this wine is perfect for drinking on a boat."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Does Boss Xu still remember his first voyage?"

"Hmm," Old Master Xu said expressionlessly, "I forgot."

"forget?"

"I have too many memories in my mind, and I can't remember many things clearly."

"I see." Ren Shaoyang's eyes darted around, and he suddenly asked, "Brother Xu is so learned, I wonder if you are familiar with ancient writing?"

"Of course I understand." Old Xu was taken aback and asked, "The Sword God wants to learn ancient scripts?"

Ren Shaoyang's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and laughed, "I wonder if Boss Xu could give me some pointers?"

Old Master Xu asked in confusion, "Why would the Sword God learn this?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "I have long admired the cultivation methods of ancient Qi cultivators and wish to analyze them through written texts."

"Has the Sword God discovered a cultivation method?"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled: "No, it's just being prepared!"

I don't have it now, but I have the Sword Realm and the Sword River!

Jianhe can summon his big brother, and then get some ancient secret manuals, such as "Innate Qiankun Gong", "Purple Thunder Blade Technique", "Three Fires Return to Origin Gong", "Thunder and Lightning Divine Gong", etc. Wouldn't that make him a fortune?

Old Master Xu raised an eyebrow and said, "If the Sword God wants to learn, I can teach him everything I know." He then sat up straight and began to explain the "Yinxu script" from the beginning.

In the days that followed, the two of them worked together, one explaining and the other learning, and their progress was rapid.

Ren Shaoyang possessed the "Mind-Intent Ability," and his comprehension was exceptionally strong, rarely seen in the world. As he listened to Boss Xu's explanation, he compared it with the corresponding text, and asked questions whenever he didn't understand something.

Xu Laoda wanted to learn more about Ren Shaoyang's weaknesses and probe his intentions, and he also wanted to show off, so he didn't hold back and explained everything in his heart.

Looking across the world, when it comes to mastery of ancient scripts, apart from Xiao Sanxiao, Di Shitian is undoubtedly the strongest. Moreover, in order to create the "Sacred Heart Technique," he meticulously studied the methods of ancient Qi cultivators, demonstrating his profound knowledge.

Ren Shaoyang devoted himself to his studies and naturally benefited greatly. He secretly sighed that everyone has their own strengths. Even though Di Shitian's talent was average, his way of learning was truly profound.

One morning, suddenly the seafarers at the bow of the ship burst into cheers.

Everyone walked to the bow of the ship and pointed into the distance.

The sky was a deep blue, the frozen clouds remained still, and a thin line stretched out below the clouds, revealing a piece of land.

"We've arrived in Japan," Ding An said in a deep voice.

"Heh, if Kou can go there, so can I!" Hongxiu sneered.

"The Japanese chieftain Chao Qing departed the capital, his lone sail circling Penglai. The bright moon never returned, sinking into the blue sea, and white clouds filled Cangwu with sorrow."

After Ren Shaoyang finished reciting, he smiled and said, "Chao Heng cannot return to Tang. On this trip, we will make sure that the land of Dongying remembers the names of the three villains!"

The sound of poetry echoed between the vast sky and the blue sea as the ship slowly entered the harbor.

The Sword God waved his hand and said, "My men, march on to Japan!"

"Great!"

Hongxiu raised her hands high and shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Ding'an vigorously wiped his face, casting aside his worries, and then raised his arm high, his voice resounding across the sea.

(End of this chapter)