"It's great if you can block my sword and open the yin and yang. Then take my third sword!"
Xia Houxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a red knife appeared in his palm.
The knife is only three inches long, like a child's toy, compact and beautiful.
But when the knife appeared, the world was freezing.
Then, the knife slowly rotated in Xia Houxiao's palm. It was slow and soft, light and graceful, creating a dreamy and wonderful halo. It was magnificent, like a peerless beauty dancing gracefully, touching the heart.
For a moment, everyone's minds were immersed in the light of the sword, unable to extricate themselves.
Then, Xia Houxiao held the knife between his fingers, spun it around in a circle, and slashed it down in the air. The light of the knife was overwhelming, and it was like a beautiful dance that has amazed the ages.
Under the light of the sword, everyone was in a state of intoxication.
But the sword's light is beautiful, but it doesn't look like the skill of killing people and slaying demons.
However, Fang Muyun's expression changed drastically and he retreated again and again.
Every step back is a hundred feet;
Every time he stepped back a foot, a painting spread out in front of him.
Or the sun and the moon are in the same sky, shining brightly across the nine states;
Or the starry sky is vast and vast;
Or there are millions of immortals and gods standing in array;
Or the Buddhas chant, and the Buddha's light suddenly appears;
Or the world of mortals, the various forms of the world;
Or a hundred ghosts carrying the coffin, the hell of Yama;
…
Each painting is a part of the world;
Every world is like a dream.
In just a short moment, the world was turned upside down, the sun and the moon were in the same sky, fairies and demons were rampant, and all kinds of strange things happened.
But Fang Muyun seemed to be hiding in the sky, disappearing without a trace.
Xia Houxiao's ray of sword light, which was overwhelming in the world, penetrated all the heavens and all the realms, but disappeared without a trace, making no waves.
After nine breaths, all the phenomena in the sky suddenly disappeared like dreamy bubbles, revealing Fang Muyun's figure, which was the same as before.
The red knife in Xia Houxiao's hand also turned into a ray of red light, sank into his palm, and turned into a knife-shaped mark.
"This shouldn't be the "Nine Eclipse Blades"!" Fang Muyun landed and asked softly.
"No, this is a knife I created myself." Xia Houxiao replied: "It's called Qingjue."
"The sword is peerless, as its name suggests. Fang admires it." Fang Muyun cupped his hand.
"No need to talk nonsense, the three swords are finished, and the grudge between you and me has been eliminated."
Xia Houxiao said coldly, turned around and left.
"Thank you, Brother Xiahou, for your magnanimity." Fang Muyun said with a chuckle. Just looking at Xiahou Xiao's leaving back, Fang Muyun's eyes flashed with a hint of indifference and murderous intention.
"Thank you Mr. Qingyuan for saving my life!"
"Sir, he is very talented and the students admire him!"
After Xia Houxiao left, Yuan Buchen, Xia Gongyang and others hurriedly greeted him, excited.
"alright."
Fang Muyun looked at a few people and said, "Do you realize your mistake?"
"Sir..." Xia Gongyang and others were stunned.
Just listen to Fang Muyun say: "Reading the books of sages, you should help the world and reflect on yourself, understand the rules and understand right and wrong. The court has its laws, the people have their laws, and the rivers and lakes have their own rules. They must not be generalized. , otherwise you are ignorant of right and wrong and talking nonsense!"
"Student realizes his mistake!" Yuan Buchen cupped his hands, and the others remained silent.
"Well, you are still young and inexperienced in the world. This mistake is excusable, but it cannot be avoided. In the future, remember to be cautious in your words and deeds, think carefully, and not be rash."
Fang Muyun said seriously: "Do you understand?"
"Students, please remember your teacher's teachings." Yuan Buchen and others bowed their hands.
"If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good."
Fang Muyun showed another smile: "Buchen, if you are older, take good care of them, look around and gain more knowledge, I will go back first."
"Yes." Yuan Buchen, Xia Gongyang and others bowed and said, "Congratulations, sir."
When they got up, Fang Muyun had disappeared.
"That's it……"
"Is this the end?"
"This is too casual!"
When Fang Muyun also left, the silent crowd suddenly became noisy and discussed.
Isn’t this fight exciting? It’s exciting!
Very wonderful!
Whether it's Fang Muyun's paintings of Taoism, mountains and rivers, Buddhist lands, or Xia Houxiao's Nine Heavens with the Red Sun, and the Sword Cutting the Yin and Yang, they are all majestic, diverse and rare to see.
It just so happened that the final confrontation between the two seemed a bit like a big thunder and a small amount of rain, anticlimactic.
When they thought about it, the collision between Xia Houxiao's sword blow and Fang Muyun's paintings would be earth-shattering.
But the result was uneventful, anticlimactic.
It was as if Xia Houxiao and Fang Muyun were not serious, they were just joking around.
Therefore, the final confrontation made them somewhat aggrieved.
After discussing for a while, everyone dispersed in twos and threes, leaving only Chao Haisheng's body, which was swept into the sea little by little by the tide and disappeared.
"Fang Muyun is injured."
Ye Qing and Feng Qingyou walked along the beach and whispered.
"Of course he was injured."
Feng Qingyou smiled and said: "Xiahou Xiao's last stab seemed calm, but in fact it was a thunderous attack. Even if I am not prepared, I may not be able to escape unscathed."
In the eyes of others, they just thought that the final battle between Xia Houxiao and Fang Muyun was uneventful, with heavy thunder and little rain, especially Xia Houxiao's sword, which was quite anticlimactic, but between Ye Qing and Feng Qingyou, In his eyes, Xia Houxiao's sword strike was stunning and unparalleled.
Because that sword is a sword that belongs to the years, a sword that spans time.
As early as when Fang Muyun saw Xia Houxiao's unparalleled sword and was amazed by it, that ray of sword intention had already remained in Fang Muyun's memory, and he had already been hit by the sword, even though Xia Houxiao made no move after that. , but in fact, the ray of sword intention always exists in Fang Muyun's memory and soul, and has never dissipated.
Just like a beautiful woman's dance, it amazes the time. Even though the years fly by and time is gone, the memory of that alluring dance has never faded or dissipated.
Fang Muyun's actions after that were actually fighting against the ray of sword intent in his memory and soul, but it was not exposed to the outside world and unknown to outsiders, so it seemed a little uneventful, and it also seemed that Xia Houxiao's sword was a bit anticlimactic.
It was precisely because Xia Houxiao's sword was so amazing that even though Fang Muyun was very strong, he was still injured, but because the injury remained at the level of the soul, there was no difference in appearance, and outsiders did not know it.
In fact, if Ye Qing hadn't been paying attention to Fang Muyun and accidentally noticed that Fang Muyun had some weird and intermittent energy when he was admonishing Yuan Buchen and Xia Gongyang, he might have been deceived by him.
Of course, he was injured, but he had no way of judging the extent of the injury.
"How's it going? Did this trial yield any results?"
Feng Qingyou picked a crab under her feet into the waves and smiled.
"It's been a great harvest."
Ye Qing smiled softly.
Yes, what happened this time was his own doing.
Of course, the so-called incident was not Chao Haisheng's challenge to Xia Houxiao, but Xia Gongyang's provocation of Xia Houxiao, which led to Xia Houxiao and Fang Muyun's fight.
This matter was all his doing from beginning to end.
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