Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Of course.

Jiang Shaoguang stood there, stunned. He looked around at the lifelike Four Symbols diagrams on all sides and said in astonishment, "What I need to comprehend... is this formation?"

Tai Baiqiu sneered twice: "If it's just this formation, then it's easy."

"easy?!"

Jiang Shaoguang was quite frightened.

This is the formation that made the Array Saint famous. Jiang Shaoguang felt that even if he had decades, he might not be able to comprehend it.

If comprehending this formation is easy, then the formation he truly needs to comprehend must be even more extraordinary.

Tai Baiqiu could see Jiang Shaoguang's confusion, so he said, "What are you thinking about? Hurry up and take out your Bagua Qingyan Diagram!"

"Ah... okay."

Jiang Shaoguang was taken aback and quickly took out the Tai Chi Formation Diagram that Yun Ping had once given him.

It was a Tai Chi diagram engraved on a simple scroll.

What is engraved on it is the strange image of the Eight Trigrams, and the black and white array seems to hide endless changes.

Jiang Shaoguang could almost recite this picture from memory. He had studied it for countless years, but even today, he still couldn't fully comprehend it.

Tai Baiqiu glanced at the Taiji diagram, his eyes gleaming with admiration. "It truly is the Eight Trigrams Clear Evolution Diagram... and it's the original diagram!"

After speaking, he glanced at Jiang Shaoguang with some envy and couldn't help but say, "That old beast is really willing to spend..."

He shook his head again, then pointed to the Bagua Qingyan Diagram and said sternly, "You should continue to comprehend this formation. This formation not only contains the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, but also hides a sword technique."

"What you need to comprehend today is the sword technique within this Bagua Qingyan Diagram!"

"Swordsmanship?" Jiang Shaoguang was taken aback.

He tried to comprehend this formation countless times, but never once did he discern any sword technique involved.

Tai Baiqiu noticed his confusion and immediately said, "Your teacher originally planned to guide you after you reached the Sainthood stage, but now, you only have a chance to win if you comprehend that sword technique."

Tai Baiqiu stared at Jiang Shaoguang, his tone calm and composed: "You are his disciple, so you must do it."

"No...you can definitely do it."

Tai Baiqiu turned to the side and looked at the red-clad woman in the distance, who was grinning and had an evil look on her face, and Fan Luokui, who was standing in front of Jiang Shaoguang with a knife in her hand.

He took a deep breath, and his words echoed in Jiang Shaoguang's ears.

"You only have a little over half an hour."

"Look at the picture, comprehend the sword."

"Then kill them!"

43. Those who are capable of becoming saints are hesitant to do so.

Taiji Bagua Qingyan Diagram.

Jiang Shaoguang was deeply devoted to this work and has been immersed in it for countless years.

He believed he had thoroughly grasped the essence of the Bagua Qingyan Diagram, both inside and out.

But today, the words of the Array Saint Tai Baiqiu made Jiang Shaoguang begin to doubt himself.

He stared blankly at the Bagua diagram in front of him, his expression slightly tense.

It was at this moment.

"Senior brother."

A cold blade suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Jiang Shaoguang looked up in astonishment, only to see the back of a girl with cherry-blossom hair falling down, holding a knife.

With her back to Jiang Shaoguang, Fan Luokui's spiritual energy surged within her body. Under the blessing of the Tai Bai Xuan Array, Fan Luokui had briefly possessed power comparable to that of a saint.

She gradually tried to grasp the power that had suddenly expanded several times over, and while comprehending her current state of being, she said coldly:

"A little over half an hour... let's say the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

Even as she uttered these words, Fan Luokui herself was not entirely convinced.

She only calculated to her absolute limit, risking her life in the process, and that's the conclusion she reached.

"I might be able to hold off this demon lord for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. In that time, will you be able to comprehend the sword?"

Jiang Shaoguang remained silent in response to Fan Luokui's question.

He wanted to nod immediately and promise Fan Luokui that he would definitely comprehend the sword technique.

But what lay before him was a road he had never traveled before, a completely unfamiliar road, shrouded in darkness and deep, without any light. He didn't even know if he would go astray.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Jiang Shaoguang couldn't afford to gamble.

Cowardice inevitably welled up in the heart of this black-robed swordsman.

Looking at the hesitant Jiang Shaoguang, Tai Baiqiu sighed helplessly.

If this young man stops here, he will never be able to take that step toward the sage.

In Tai Baiqiu's eyes, the reflection of Jiang Shaoguang inexplicably carried a hint of disappointment.

only--

Seeing that her senior brother remained silent, Fan Luokui gasped and then turned slightly to the side.

Her stunningly beautiful profile appeared ethereal and hazy in the wind and snow, like a flawless beauty who could only appear in a dream, embodying the splendor of all things under heaven.

Yingrun's lips parted, revealing a slightly teasing whisper: "If you, senior brother, can comprehend this sword technique, perhaps you'll have a better chance of winning in our duel a few days from now."

"..."

The showdown in a few days...

correct.

After this battle, the ten-day agreement will be made.

Jiang Shaoguang must win the battle against Jing Liyuan.

Otherwise, Junior Sister Luo Kui would...

As the events of the past few years echoed in his mind, Jiang Shaoguang's expression turned slightly cold, but then a resolute determination flashed in his eyes.

He abruptly lowered his head, focusing his gaze intently on the Bagua Qingyan Diagram, and at the same time, he shouted in a deep voice:

"Junior sister, thank you for your trouble."

"It's no trouble at all."

Fan Luokui smiled faintly, then turned around and met those terrifying scarlet eyes.

The cold blade hummed softly, its blade trembling slightly.

A surge of fighting spirit flashed in her pale golden pupils, and the cherry-haired girl curled her lips into a smile.

"Coincidentally, I also want to test how fast my sword will be when I am in the Saint Realm."

He finished speaking.

Demonic energy surged to the heavens!

The thousands of demonic threads drawn by the red-clad demon lord's ten fingers attacked like thousands of sharp claws.

Regardless of what Fan Luo Kui and Jiang Shao Guang were discussing, and regardless of what the roaring Four Symbols Beasts and the rapidly rotating Five Elements Array symbolized, the Demon Lord, driven to madness, only wanted to send everyone present to their deaths at this moment!

Of course.

The flash of swords.

A chilling aura emanated from the Frosty Sunflower Blade.

Fan Luokui's sword had not been drawn at all, yet its intent permeated the entire area, enveloping everything within a radius of nearly a hundred meters.

The red-clad demon lord suddenly stopped.

Her ape-like eyes widened, as if she had noticed something. Her gaping maw stiffened slightly, and then her gaze shifted to her profile...

The silver threads formed from the intent of the blade grazed the side of his cheek, cutting a gash in his snow-white skin.

In an instant.

Silver threads intertwined and collided with jet-black demonic threads.

Ding ding ding ding—

The sparks bursting forth from the high-speed collision created a strange and wild melody atop the snow-capped mountain!

Fan Luokui's knife, for the first time in history.

I caught up with the speed of the sage.

The black demonic energy turned to ashes, and the sharp silver blade intent vanished into nothingness.

Everything vanished.

The red-clad demon lord stared intently at Fan Luo Kui, while the cherry-haired girl sneered a few times, lowered her body, and at the same time, gripped the hilt of her sword tightly with her right hand.

Their golden eyes met their red eyes.

"No rush, there's plenty of time."

Fan Luokui smiled.

"We can have some fun before my blockhead senior brother Wu Jian comprehends the sword."

A chilling sword intent surrounded her as Fan Luokui stepped forward, shattering the snowflakes that had piled up around her.

The eighth disciple of Yuntian Academy is prepared to fight to the death.

……

……

at the same time.