The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 129 One finger flick sends everything flying, and the韭菜 (leeks/chives) multiply.
The fresh chives were delivered to his door, and Hong Yuan didn't waste any words, speaking directly to him.

His gaze fell on Nan Guyun, and a lot of information about the Huaxi Sword Sect came to mind.

Besides chanting Buddhist prayers to raise money and taking care of the female bodhisattvas, the monks at Jingang Temple also do some legitimate work.

For example, collecting various information about the two major sects, Xuanbing Sect and Huaxi Sword Sect.

Subduing demons and monsters, relieving distress and helping the needy—these minor matters can be delayed for a hundred or two decades, but competitors must take them seriously.

Because the three families belong to different prefectures and are too far apart, it is quite difficult to send people to the other's mountain gate to spill black dog blood, blow up the alchemy furnace, and seize the sect's official seal.

However, it is necessary to analyze and dismantle the martial arts of the other two sects, consider countermeasures, and establish secret files for important figures of the two sects.

In the archives of the Vajra Temple, the fear of the Huaxi Sword Sect is even greater than that of the Xuanbing Sect.

Because both the Vajra Temple and the Xuanbing Sect are established and relatively stable, while the Huaxi Sword Sect is a newly emerging force that has broken the old order.

Show off your edge!

Among the Huaxi Sword Sect, the most important and noteworthy figure is undoubtedly the contemporary sword master, Feng Nanyan.

There are countless people in the world who practice swordsmanship.

Among these countless swordsmen, Feng Nanyan is the most dazzling pearl, qualified to challenge for the top.

Research materials about Feng Nanyan's life, personality, and martial arts skills almost filled an entire room at Jingang Temple.

This shows the wariness towards him.

Nan Guyun was one of Feng Nanyan's disciples.

He looked up and met an unusually young face. The other person had a warm smile and a gentle tone, but Nan Guyun could hear the undeniable authority in his voice.

This is a feeling I've never had before.

Since Nan Guyun mastered his swordsmanship, whether he was traveling the martial world or within his sect, even when facing his elders, no one had ever asked him to 'draw his sword' in such a manner.

Yet, facing the Daoist Wan Jie, who stood with his hands behind his back in a green robe, Nan Gu Yun felt no anger whatsoever. The other party gave him the feeling of facing a towering mountain or a vast river, which was beyond human power to contend with.

The reason why Nan Guyun was taken in by Feng Nanyan was largely due to his innate and extraordinary spirituality.

Before this, Nan Guyun had some doubts about the news that Wan Jie Dao Ren had defeated several top experts single-handedly, and suspected that there might be something more to it.

Now that I've seen him, I have no more doubts. This Daoist of Ten Thousand Tribulations might be even stronger than the rumors suggest.

Nan Guyun's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and the sword, which was usually as easy to use as an arm, seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, and he could not draw it for a long time.

Hong Yuan watched quietly, without urging him.

Nan Guyun took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

My mind was cleared of all distractions, and a sharp aura seemed to surround my body.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and intimidating, like a sword and lightning.

He was, after all, a first-rate swordsman with profound internal strength. No matter how terrifying his opponent seemed, he couldn't admit defeat without even casting a single sword strike.

"Daoist Wanjie wants to see my Huaxi Sword Technique? How could I possibly disappoint you..."

Nan Guyun slowly opened his mouth, and suddenly stretched out his large palm. A clear sword sound rang out with a clang, and light spread across the entire courtyard.

A streak of light flew out of its sheath in response, the sword's body as still as an autumn lake, exuding a chilling and sharp aura. At that moment, Nan Guyun called out softly, "Please enlighten me, Daoist Master!"

Amidst the shouts, Nan Guyun's footsteps were as rapid as drumbeats, though small and scattered, they were as swift as the wind, and as he approached, it seemed as if afterimages swept past.

Then, the longsword in his hand rang out, echoing the 'drumbeats', and a sharp sword light suddenly appeared, transforming into a streak of rainbows that flew out in an instant.

The speed of this sword strike was truly like a flash of lightning; a sharp glint appeared in mid-air, and it had already reached Hong Yuan's chest.

Hong Yuan remained standing still, his expression calm, as if he were watching a dazzling shooting star. His robes fluttered in the wind, and faint, subtle sounds could be heard from them.

Immediately afterwards, a series of crisp clanging sounds, like a sudden storm, struck the sword's edge. Nan Guyun felt as if streaks of lightning were falling, spreading along the sword's body, causing a tingling sensation throughout his body.

The swift sword strike immediately slowed down. Just as he was about to muster his strength, he saw the Taoist Wan Jie's chest rise, and with a "poof," he spat out a burst of energy, directly facing the sword's edge.

Bang!
The sword trembled violently, and Nan Guyun's tall body also shook at the same time, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. He quickly used a force-dissipating technique to redirect the force to his feet.

With a crisp cracking sound, the hard bluestone ground beneath his feet began to crack inch by inch. Nan Guyun flicked his wrist and thrust out another sword.

With this sword strike, his aura changed once again, as if he had merged with the sword in his hand. The next moment, the air currents 'whooshed' in mid-air, and a point of crystal light appeared.

What started as a tiny speck of light quickly transformed into a profusion of beautiful 'flowers'.

This was not flowers, but sword light. Nan Guyun split a hundred or so rays of light with a single sword strike, and in an instant, Hong Yuan's eyes were filled with the flowing light.

'The Flower Stream Sword Sect's three secret swords, the Flower Shadow Flowing Light Sword?!'

Hong Yuan watched as Nan Guyun's swordplay changed, like a hundred flowers blooming, or a celestial maiden scattering flowers, shimmering with light and color, truly magnificent and splendid.

Hidden within this splendor are numerous deadly moves; even a master of the Subtle Realm could be taken down with a single sword strike if they were not careful.

Sword lights traced unpredictable trajectories, quickly weaving into a sword net that enveloped Hong Yuan completely before abruptly contracting towards its center.

Hong Yuan's eyes were filled with the light of the sword, but his face remained calm. Nan Guyun used his sword to form a net, but he did not know that he had also fallen into his trap.

His swordsmanship essence, and even the internal energy cultivation method he practiced, were being rapidly analyzed.

With a flick of his sleeve, Hong Yuan emerged from the sleeve, extending one finger.

With just a flick of the finger, the rapidly contracting sword net seemed to have struck a pillar supporting the sky, instantly creating a hole.

As the energy dissipated, the sword light also vanished, revealing Nan Guyun's horrified face.

Hong Yuan pointed a finger at the sword's edge.

After all, Nan Guyun's request for 'guidance' was reasonable, and he was capable of fulfilling it.

Ding!
A barely audible crisp sound rang out. The sword, sharp enough to cleave even metal, collided with Hong Yuan's finger. Instead of breaking through his skin, Nan Guyun felt a tremendous recoil force, like a surging wave or a mountain torrent, pressing down with unparalleled power.

Nan Guyun stumbled, unable to maintain her balance, and fell backward.

With a 'whoosh', the longsword in his hand was also lost and flew out. But just as he leaped up, he was pulled down by an invisible force and suddenly plunged down, piercing straight through the ground beneath Nan Guyun's feet.

The sword hilt trembled, emitting a buzzing sound, and withered leaves and dust flew all around.

Nan Guyun's body trembled. A finger touched his brow.

Nan Guyun's pupils contracted, and he seemed to freeze, unable to move.

Hong Yuan chuckled softly and flicked his brow with his finger.

There was a 'pop' sound.

Nan Guyun's heart was in her throat at first, but then she breathed a long sigh of relief with the snap of her fingers.

The Daoist Wanjie's flick of his finger contained no real force; it was as if an elder was teasing a mischievous junior.

Hong Yuan withdrew his finger and looked at him with a smile.

Under his command, the Six Void Force can move as fast as thunder and lightning, or be formless and intangible, nourishing things silently.

Nan Guyun was completely unaware that his finger strike actually contained force, but it was not intended to harm anyone; rather, it was to plant the Six Void Force.

"Thank you for your mercy, Daoist Master." Nan Guyun looked at the trembling longsword at his feet, his expression somewhat complicated.

For a swordsman, having his sword knocked out of his hand is undoubtedly a disgrace, but being defeated by this Wan Jie Dao Ren seems to be only natural.

Nan Guyun composed himself and said, "Daoist's martial arts are truly superb, which has broadened my horizons. However, Daoist must also know that my defeat today is not due to the Huaxi Sword Technique, but rather to my own lack of skill..."

Hong Yuan waved his hand and smiled, "The Huaxi Sword Technique is indeed extraordinary. I would be quite looking forward to sparring with your Master Feng someday."

He glanced at Nan Guyun and waved his sleeves: "Young Master Nan, if you are not leaving anytime soon, you may stay at the Vajra Temple. If you have any questions about martial arts, you may come to me at any time. Go now!"

"Yes!"

Nan Guyun nodded, picked up the sword from the ground, sheathed it, and when he looked at Wan Jie Dao Ren again, the man had already gracefully left the courtyard.

He frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss.

Today's fight was rather strange. This Wan Jie Dao Ren's martial arts are unfathomable, far surpassing mine. Did they call him over just to see his swordsmanship?
But if one were to actually observe his swordsmanship, one would be defeated far too quickly.

Nan Guyun touched his brow, his internal energy rising. After observing for a moment, he found nothing unusual and simply assumed that he was being paranoid due to his shock.

Shaking his head and smiling, Nan Guyun also left the courtyard.

call!
Hong Yuan's robes fluttered, his figure blending into the breeze, moving through the temple like a fleeting shadow. When he arrived at a tall tower, he lightly touched the ground with his feet.

My body felt as light as a feather, and I floated up, lightly touching the glazed tiles with my feet, until I reached the top of the tower.

This is the 'Prajna Void Force', which uses wisdom to control the void and eliminate all the constraints of the human world. Hong Yuan could not do this, but after mastering this skill, his lightness skill undoubtedly reached a new level.

It's impossible for Vajra Temple to have only one tower. Although the tower at Hong Yuan's feet is not as grand and tall as the Secret Treasure Tower, it is still seven stories high.

Standing atop the tower, Hong Yuan looked down over half the city, seeing crowds thronging the streets and alleys, bustling with activity.

The so-called public execution not only caused a sensation among the martial artists of Mingzhou, but also attracted a large number of experts from other major states, including many renowned masters.

Hong Yuan watched all this with delight, like a hardworking old farmer experiencing the joy of a bountiful harvest.

If one fails to achieve the "illusory force corroding the body" technique, then so be it.

But now, the Vajra Temple alone, plus Nanguyun, is not enough for him.

Leaping from the top of the tower, Hong Yuan plummeted like a meteorite. When he reached about ten feet above the ground, a gust of wind blew under his feet, slowing his fall.

He landed calmly on the ground, then spread out his net, searching for a usable target.

If one were to use spiritual perception, Hong Yuan would currently be only about five zhang tall. However, if one could use the Six Void Force to 'listen,' he would already be more than a hundred zhang away, approaching two hundred zhang.

Coupled with his unparalleled speed, his ability to search the heavens and the earth meant that very few important figures could escape his perception range.

Hong Yuan was like a ghost wandering over Songyang County, occasionally casting a Six Void Force upon the people he fancied.

His movements were as swift as a ghost, and his Six Void Forces were used silently and without a trace. He moved back and forth freely, and no one could detect him.

Of course, given Hong Yuan's vision, even martial arts practitioners who have reached the level of complete mastery are not qualified to be targeted by him. Only a master of subtlety is worthy of him using a Six Void Force.

Those powerful families and nobles must at least reach the level of the Wei and Xiang families of the past.

Therefore, in a single trip, he would only plant a few dozen seedlings, and for him, the cost was almost negligible.

'The three major families have also sent representatives. The Chen and Wang families are fine, but the Xie family has sent a very important figure…'

Hong Yuan emerged from a mansion, his figure reflected in the sunlight, giving him a hazy, indistinct appearance.

He glanced back at the mansion and smiled slightly.

"'Xie Family Treasure Tree' Xie Lingjun has caught a big fish."

Xie Lingjun is the most outstanding young person in the Xie family and is qualified to compete for the position of Xie clan leader. Hong Yuan did not expect that the other party would also come.

Because of the alligator dragon, Hong Yuan had some grudges against the Xie family, so he couldn't miss the opportunity to meet them.

Xie Lingjun's martial arts skills were even superior to Nan Guyun's, having already reached the level of true skill. Hong Yuan, who was secretly observing Xie Lingjun's eyes, even sensed something strange about them.

His eyes must have developed some kind of eye-like physical body, as he almost detected Hong Yuan.

What puzzled Hong Yuan a little was that, according to his thinking, the Red Lotus Cult should have already infiltrated the area, but after searching around, he didn't find a single member of the Red Lotus Cult.

Either they're hiding it too well, or they have other plans.

In fact, Hong Yuan didn't take the so-called 'public execution' seriously. If the Red Lotus Sect really wanted to take action, why would they wait until the day of execution?
He transformed and quickly headed in one direction. He had already spotted Qing Lingzi and the others while wandering around the city earlier.

After a short while, they arrived at the backyard of a restaurant. Qing Lingzi was breathing in a private room when suddenly the door opened without any wind. Qing Lingzi felt a refreshing breeze on her face and then a hand landed on her shoulder.

Qing Lingzi was shocked. Before he could draw his sword, he crossed his hands and his strength surged, but the palm of that hand shook him and dispersed his blood and qi.

Then Qing Lingzi felt as if he were riding on clouds, passing through the side room and disappearing like lightning. The wind howled in his ears, and in the blink of an eye, he had entered the Vajra Temple.

Qing Lingzi landed, and heard a gentle voice: "We've arrived!"

A figure in a green robe appeared before him. Although his appearance was somewhat different from that of his alliance leader, Qing Lingzi felt a sense of familiarity with his demeanor and bearing. He gave a slight bow and tentatively asked, "Master?"

"follow me!"

Hong Yuan smiled and led Qing Lingzi to a stone chamber. He looked at the bronze-masked figure lying on the stone bed inside and said, "I summoned you here for no other reason than to have you take this corpse puppet back. It will be a great help to you."

(End of this chapter)