The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Yu Miaozhen asked, "Grandpa Dao Master, are you going to Ye City with us?"

The Daoist Master said, "Yes, the road to Ye City is not safe, I have to go with them."

Yu Miaozhen said, "I..."

The Daoist Master said, “You don’t need to worry about me, and you don’t need to come with me. Xuanjing and your Uncle Shen will go with me. Just take good care of yourself and An Qingwan.”

The Daoist Master spoke with a smile, but Yu Miaozhen suddenly sensed a hint of sorrow in his laughter.

Her nose tingled with emotion, and she asked, "Grandpa Dao Master, will we ever meet again?"

At this moment, she was no longer so dazed.

This question left the Daoist Master at a loss for words.

Yes, we will meet again.

Life is like an adversity, and I am also a pedestrian.

If we can't meet in this life, then we'll meet in the next. If we can't meet in the next life, then we'll wait until 129,600 years later.

The Dao Master still left.

When he decided to leave, no one in the world could stop him.

Yu Miaozhen sat cross-legged on the shore.

She didn't try to understand the "True Scripture of Recording Pictures," nor did she go to see An Qingwan.

She simply gazed quietly at the stars in the sky.

She neither eats nor drinks.

Watch.

Look at the Milky Way turning in the sky.

Watching the sunrise over the eastern horizon.

She watched it for two days.

Within two days, Lan Xiaogu came looking for them, and Sikong Tingxue came looking for them.

Within two days, Lan Xiaogu and Sikong Tingxue left one after the other.

Only she, only An Qingwan, remained standing quietly.

In the end, Yu Miaozhen had forgotten the time.

Her eyes saw nothing else but the starry sky.

This was a wonderful experience she had never had before.

She couldn't see the sword, the flowers, the wine, or An Qingwan in this starry sky, yet she seemed to see everything.

She slowly stretched out her palm and gently traced a line in the vast starry sky.

It unleashed countless sword energies, leaving a white trail.

It turned out that she hadn't cleaved the Milky Way with her sword, but rather a shooting star had streaked across it.

“Miaozhen”.

A voice rang in my ears.

Yu Miaozhen came to her senses and realized that An Qingwan had left Bashui and come to her side.

"you're awake?"

An Qingwan said, "I heard everything you said to the Dao Master."

Yu Miaozhen asked, "What exactly did the Dao Master do to me?"

An Qingwan said, "He transferred half of his internal energy to you."

Yu Miaozhen said, "Then isn't he very bad?"

An Qingwan said, "He's not good, but he's also very good, because he had already made up his mind to die."

Yu Miaozhen exclaimed in surprise, "Going to your death?"

An Qingwan said, "Let's go find him."

Yu Miaozhen nodded quickly.

We must go find them; we absolutely must go find them.

Yu Miaozhen said, "An Qingwan, you are already a Grandmaster?"

An Qingwan said, "He is now a true and complete Grandmaster."

Yu Miaozhen said, "I'm so happy for you."

An Qingwan shook her head, then pulled Yu Miaozhen along and headed towards Ye City.

It's over a thousand miles from the capital to Ye City, but An Qingwan thought they probably wouldn't have to travel that far.

If Garuda King and his men intended to harm King Qi and the Emperor of Liang, they would not have waited until King Qi arrived in Ye City before making their move.

……

Pu Jin Ferry.

This ferry crossing is located on a large river.

When the separatist forces on the west bank of the Yellow River and the east bank of the Yellow River clashed, they often had to cross the Pujin Ferry.

Not long after leaving the capital, the Qi King's army arrived at this place.

The army crossed the river in an orderly fashion, without any abnormalities.

But just as the emperor's large ship reached the middle of the river, two large ships sailed in from the direction of Longmen Ferry.

Despite the loud shouts and protests from the people in the Prince of Qi's residence, they could not stop the two large ships in the slightest.

The reason was that the people standing on the boat were people most of them had never seen before, but whose names they had all heard of—

Garuda King!

The large ship stopped several dozen feet away from the emperor's ship, and by then, everyone had cleared up.

King Garuda was dressed in magnificent clothes, with his hands behind his back. He was clearly old, but judging from his appearance, he was at most in his early thirties. It was just that his face had been weathered by the long years he had lived on the grasslands.

The frost and snow came at just the right time, giving Garuda King's rugged eyebrows a touch of domineering aura.

The Daoist Master walked to the bow of the ship: "So you really did come."

King Garuda said, "Now that you have come, how could I not come?"

The Daoist Master said, "I came because I knew you would come."

Garuda King said, "Wouldn't that be perfect?"

The Dao Master said, "Perfect, perfect for continuing that great battle that never ended five years ago."

King Garuda said, "Five years ago, I was defeated by you. Five years later, I have come to send you on your way."

The Daoist Master laughed and said, "Please."

King Garuda also said, "Please."

Before the two even moved, towering waves surged up on the river.

P.S.: Thanks to Pingting for the razor blade.

Above the Grandmaster level, the Way of Heaven and Earth [3.5k]

After noticing the ship of unknown origin, everyone who was on the same ship as the Daoist Master transferred to other ships.

On the turbulent waters, two large ships faced each other, and two people on each ship also stood facing each other.

Neither of them made the first move.

Five years ago, in Yinshan, they fought fiercely the moment they met.

Five years later, the hatred between them is far greater than it was then, but they are also much more composed.

This is no ordinary sparring match.

This will be a battle that determines the course of the martial arts world and the fate of the nation.

If the Daoist ruler wins and Garuda King dies, the Great Guang tribe will inevitably fall into internal strife. Once the Great Guang tribe is in chaos, the Turks will not dare to cause trouble again for a short period of time.

With Garuda King victorious and Dao Lord dead, the renowned Jinglun Heavenly Palace will be in a state of decline for a short time, and the morale of the Central Plains martial arts world will also suffer a severe blow. At that time, the Great Guang Army and the Turks will be able to launch a powerful attack in the Central Plains.

Everyone understands this principle, so no one dares to act recklessly.

They must first gather their energy and focus their minds.

Bring your aura to its peak, so high that it rivals the Five Sacred Mountains and can suppress the vast ocean.

Bring your spirit to its peak, concentrate on being single-minded, and let the world be you, and you be the world.

Suddenly, Garuda King burst into laughter, his thick eyebrows and long braids flying wildly with the giant waves beside the ship.

"As expected of the Dao Lord, even though you are so badly injured, your aura is still no weaker than mine. In my opinion, among all the experts in Jinglun Heavenly Palace throughout history, you are the truly deserving number one. Even that patriarch is not as good as you!"

The Daoist Master said frankly, "To be able to recover from my Taiping Zhenshi Talisman in such a short time, you should be considered the first among the many heroes of the Northern Desert throughout history."

King Garuda laughed and said, "You are number one, and I am number one. This true contest for the first place should have been a magnificent event that shook an entire era, but alas."

The Daoist Master asked, "What's a pity?"

King Garuda said, "You could have used many methods to escape the torment of my Bright Venerable's Extinction Palm, but unfortunately you are too kind and unwilling to use those methods. As a result, although you still have the aura, you are now outwardly strong but inwardly weak. How much of your strength do you still have at your peak?"

The Daoist Master remained silent.

Garuda King shook his head: "I won't lie to you, I am now far superior to I was back then, and I am certain to win this battle today. There is no eternal era, and every era must eventually come to an end. Sun Chiyuan, I will end your era!"

As soon as the word "结" was uttered, two water dragons as thick as buckets suddenly flew out from the left and right sides of the large ship. The water dragons intertwined above Garuda King's head, sprinkling rain from the sky.

At this moment, Garuda King truly seemed to look down upon the world, transcending all things, a god-like existence.

In contrast, the Dao Lord, soaked to the bone by the rain, was in a sorry state.

His body was already hunched over, and after he got soaked, he looked even more aged.

There are countless beauties and heroes in the world, but who can truly live forever?

But there are differences even in old age.

Standing behind the Daoist Master, those who grew up watching his figure and listening to his stories felt a sense of sorrow rising in their hearts at this moment.

The once glorious Dao Lord has become so pathetic today.

"Why is this so?"

Shen Ruiqing sighed.

Yu Shen couldn't bear to look.

Han Peng gripped his long sword, his blood boiling.

Hongshan guest Tang Jincheng gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming.

Only the Celestial Master Xuanjing remained calm.

“You don’t need to be sad or feel sentimental, because Master was never sad either. Throughout his life, he always walked his own path, whether it was good or bad. Since he walked the path he wanted to walk, he had no regrets.”

The Dao Lord was indeed not sad.

His back was hunched, his figure was disheveled, but his face was full of smiles.

The water dragon and Garuda King were reflected in his eyes, and his heart unconsciously recalled his past life a hundred years ago.

He was once hot-tempered.

He had also been defeated before.

He was once obsessed with being the best in the world.

Who hasn't been young?

The Daoist Master smiled and shook his head, saying to Garuda King, "If I had used the methods you suggested, I would no longer be myself, and I would not be where I am today."

King Garuda nodded in deep agreement: "That is indeed true."

The Daoist Master said, "There is only one thing you have misunderstood."