Chapter 101: The True Stone Sword

  I originally wanted to explain the difference in style between the beginning and end of this book, and also apologize for some things, but I suddenly became a bit tongue-tied and won't say more. In the future, I'll strive to make this story more interesting. After this volume ends, the content may lean more towards the mundane aspects. I'll mention it here first, thank you all for your support, and now I'll take my leave and eat, bowing once.

  Yi Tian Xing slightly narrowed his eyes, a hint of mockery playing on the corners of his lips: "Shameless?" Thinking about the experiences he had been through these days, anger filled his chest, and the last bit of embarrassment that had remained was thrown back into the small pond in Gao Yang County. Looking at the young master who was gradually materializing from the black clothes and hat, he secretly sneered to himself, fully on guard, and not unexpectedly discovered that the lower half of the young master's face under the hat was slightly pale, apparently the previous spell had consumed a lot of true yuan.

  The young master seemed to be extremely enraged after being hugged naked, his right hand sword move led the way, in the night color of Wudang Mountain, a strong wind blew, and a large sword suddenly appeared in the air and chopped towards Yitian Xing.

  Yi Tianxing waited for this sword, his hearing was sharp, listening to the sound of breaking through the air, he lightly slid to the left.

  The big sword hacked down onto the stone floor of Lao Jun Rock, grazing his body.

  A loud crash was heard and the stone slab was split into several pieces.

  In the midst of swirling dust and dirt, the great sword vanished once again.

  Yi Tianxing stood with one hand on the ground, a cold light gradually rising in his eyes as he waited for the reappearance of this great sword.

  "Hah!" The sword sliced through the air.

  Yi Tianxing dodged to the right with a roll, avoiding it. It's not like when they were on the stone bridge, the stone bridge was too narrow, Yi Tianxing couldn't find anywhere to hide even if he was more agile, now that they were on flat ground, he didn't want to be chopped by this several hundred jin heavy sword.

  A huge sword suddenly appeared in the night sky on his right side and stabbed fiercely towards his armpit.

  Yì Tiān Xíng grunted, taking a step back with his right foot, and slightly raised his right arm, allowing the large sword to pass under his armpit. Just as the sword was about to disappear, he suddenly closed his arms, pinning the sword tightly under his arm! In that instant, the youth's body began to circulate the Three Flavors Meditation Technique, compressing the true fire within him into a high-temperature flame. The flame burst forth from his chest, along his arm, and out of his left thumb, forming a crimson glow... which he then gently pressed onto the sword blade.

  A faint rustling sound.

  The great sword that had always appeared out of thin air this time did not have the chance to disappear silently, but instead from its scabbard to its blade tip suddenly turned white hot red, with a loud whooshing sound, it transformed into countless high-temperature fragments, gradually disappearing in the dark night around Yi Tianxing's body, just like countless sparkling fireflies dancing tirelessly in the night sky.

  ……

  ……

  Yi Tianxing sighed: "The young master can actually transform his true yuan into a sword outside of his body, impressive."

  "The young master's voice was colder than the midnight mountain wind: 'You're wrong, the previous one was Wu Xing control technique, this is an external sword.' As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly placed his palm on the cliff wall beside the road, and then lightly withdrew it. Yi Tianxing stared with wide eyes to discover that the part of the cliff wall pressed by the young master's palm also had a stone pillar gently lifted out along with his withdrawing palm."

  Just like tofu on a cliff.

  The little prince's palm lightly sucked, and the stone pillar was pulled out of the cliff wall with an extremely smooth motion. The stone pillar was thick at the top and thin at the bottom, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a large, sharpless stone sword.

  Yi Tian Xing looked at her small, white and delicate hand grasping a stone sword, feeling a thread of fear emanating from the sword, and couldn't help but bitterly smile: "It seems like things have gotten out of hand, little girl's aura, Hibiscus feeling."

  It's better if he doesn't say that. Once spoken, the originally cold and mysterious aura of the young master becomes even more chilling.

  The stone sword was held in his hand, looking very out of place, black and white, the rough stone hilt and smooth palm, reflecting each other, very strange, but he held it like that, yet it looked very natural, as if this sword was made for him.

  "I am most skilled in swordsmanship, please instruct me, Brother Yi."

  As soon as the words fell, Young Master's wrist shook, and the stone sword turned into a dense stone pillar that pierced towards Yitian.

  Yi Tian Xing took one look at the young master's move and knew that he was a swordsmanship expert, and he himself was no match for him. He secretly bit his tongue and thought to himself: "I'll give it my all!" Unexpectedly, he didn't dodge or evade, and with a beautiful flourish of his right hand, the fire element in his body burst out, transforming into a wide, palm-sized flame blade that was about half a meter long, firmly grasped in his right hand. He swung it at the stone sword.

  The young master grasped the stone sword as easily as holding a pair of chopsticks.

  He deftly turned around, and the tip of his stone sword pointed at Yitian's throat.

  Yi Tian Xing could feel his anger, and even sense that the opponent really wanted to kill him at this moment. Although he was confident in his own physical strength, he didn't dare to let the sword tip held by his opponent touch his own, after all, the opponent was a genius of the Cultivation Gate, who could guarantee that this unremarkable stone sword wasn't some kind of sacred artifact?

  In the blink of an eye, Yi Tianxing let out a low grunt and forcibly twisted his body, causing his left shoulder to meet the opponent's stone sword. A surge of intense pain shot through his left shoulder, and in the corner of his eye, he saw that the tip of the stone sword had pierced into his shoulder by about one inch.

  This was still since being shot by Old Master Gu, Yi Tianxing's body Chapter 101, he couldn't help but feel a little uncertain.

  "Why not ask the masters of Guiyuan Temple to clarify? After discussing it together, maybe we can unravel this mystery and understand why these things happened." Yi Tianxing asked, trying to conceal his own alarm.

  "These monks and abbots, how can they possibly believe us? Moreover, I don't think Abbot Benkuo knows the identities of the people in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple." Qin Zi coldly smiled and continued to ask: "Brother Yi, after hearing my explanation, are you willing to no longer interfere with the struggle between our sects and Guiyuan Temple?"

  Yi Tian Xing smiled slightly and understood that he had to respond himself: "I've already told you under the Seven Eyes Bridge, I take my promises very seriously, so I must be cautious. This way, as long as you promise not to harm my loved ones, I won't bother with this matter."

  Qin Zi smiled slightly, as if he had let out a breath.

  "Well, I'll head back to the provincial city then." The girl smiled sweetly.

  "All the way back, I also want to take a helicopter and drive an amphibious vehicle." Yi Tianxing smiled even sweeter.

  Pushing open the door, it was not the original Taoist temple, but a magnificent and grand hall with an extremely luxurious and majestic atmosphere.

  Yi Tian Xing stood there in a daze.

  Qin Zhiwei smiled slightly and said: "One door enters while a hundred doors exit, this is indeed the Wudang's shifting great formation. This place is the Golden Temple, Easy Brother can take a good look around."

  Yi Tian Xing felt a bad premonition in his heart, and then he heard the young master say coldly: "Brother Yi is different from usual today, there's an unusual aura about him."

  He furrowed his brow, and the hair on the back of his neck began to ache slightly again.

  "What a strong demonic aura." Qin Zi sighed: "How can I dare believe you?"

  Virtue is the emblem of Tao, sincerity is the foundation of law. Without virtue, Tao is not sufficient to be called Tao; without sincerity, law is not sufficient to be spoken of as law...

  "Jing Xiao Da Lei Lang Shu!" The young man with great knowledge and strong memory was shocked and lost color, but before he could react, he felt a giant statue beside him tremble slightly in an imperceptible way. The air was filled with chanting voices that echoed back and forth, bringing a sense of inexplicable movement. A majestic aura, as if from the gods, pressed down on him, pinning him to the ground.

  He strained his entire body's true yuan, forcefully twisting his neck, and looked towards the statue. What entered his line of sight was a rather eerie scene of a turtle and snake entwined together.

  It turned out to be the True Martial Great Emperor.

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