But Mingjian Peerless is a small victory with half a move. His foundation matches his own realm, and the strength he can exert is more complete. However, Mingjian Peerless is above martial arts. He is indeed worthy of the name Peerless and can face the shortcomings of his own existence calmly.
"Thanks for the advice."
After sheathing the sword and putting it away, Ji Wuxia bowed and bowed. Due to time constraints, the two of them only performed moves and sword fights, but did not use their martial arts.
However, she could clearly sense that Mingjian Jueshi's experience with enemies was indeed inferior.
Regarding this matter, Lin Chongyang, who was watching the battle from a distance, could see clearly.
Although the famous sword Peerless ranks among the three frontiers in the north, as a disciple of Baiyu Wangyun Monk and a major disciple of Mahayana Lingyun Temple, even if he has not formally worshiped Buddhism, he is considered orthodox of the three religions. In addition, he has been subjected to it since childhood. According to the teachings of the eminent Buddhist monks, while carrying the blood of the Eagle Clan, he also has a special destiny. Therefore, most of the time, he can only stay in the White Feather Realm to practice the heavenly way. Naturally, he cannot fight with others in the rivers and lakes.
The folk customs in the northern border are fierce and tough, and it is very easy to spawn a large number of extremely vicious people. Their strength may not be very strong, but their methods of fighting for their lives can be regarded as first-class.
Before reaching a certain level, after fighting many such people, whether it is the training of combat skills or the accumulation of fighting experience, it will be of great benefit.
Obviously, with the status of a famous swordsman, it is normal to eliminate evil easily, but it is basically impossible to fight these people specifically.
In addition, the Six Divine Sword Techniques he practiced were orthodox Buddhist swordsmanship and were not intended to kill.
Taking into account multiple factors, it is completely reasonable for the enemy's experience to be slightly different.
Who doesn't bleed when walking around the world? Who doesn’t have blood on their hands?
Even if he is as strong as Lin Chongyang, to reach this point, he must have fought many powerful battles along the way.
Just when the winner of Mingjian Jueshi and Ji Wuxia was decided, Huangjian Guchen rushed back from Yuehuang Shendu smoothly, and at the same time brought back a response from the Lord of Shendu, inviting the two of them to the palace.
Mingjian Jueshi also took the opportunity to resign. He had been out for a long time this time, and it was time to go back.
Afterwards, Lin Chongyang and Ji Wuxia, led by Huang Jian Guchen, arrived outside the palace of Yuehuang Divine Capital.
"The Lord of God will be waiting for you two in the palace." Huang Jian Guchen didn't care what the two sides wanted to talk about, because that was not within his responsibilities.
"Excuse me."
Only now can it be officially confirmed that Donghuang Tianxia has followed the same old path as he remembered.
Because he is afraid of the lonely minister of Emperor Sword and does not want to watch his old age, he can involve the entire Yue Emperor God. This is not good either in terms of structure or vision.
"I'm waiting for you here."
Ji Wuxia's words stunned Lin Chongyang for a moment, and then responded: "Okay."
Stepping onto the steps in front of the palace, Lin Chongyang placed his right hand behind his back, and the energy in his body began to surge.
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In the palace, a figure took off the mink fur covering his body, and while walking out from behind the screen, he also took off the golden mask covering his face.
He was thin in stature, with white hair tied high, his clothes were gray and cold, and a dull indifference lingered between his eyebrows.
After revealing his true form, Wen Naihe transformed into a round table in the palace, with all the tea sets on it.
He was always willful and it was rare for him to make tea himself.
After a while, an unspeakable energy came from outside the palace along with the rhyme of the poem:
"Hao Derou looked over the nine provinces, respected the emperor and sat down to ask the immortal princes: Killing the living and the dead to preserve one's life, what should I do if the evil way is rampant?
Stopping martial arts and fighting is not the whole thing, but actually teaching the people seems to be half the effort; the clear river is clear and the shadows ask whether the heart is clear, and the Gongyang boat is only flourishing in the spring and autumn. "
The figure that stepped in was neither familiar nor strange, but at the same time it was inevitable to see him.
"What do you call me now, senior? Or is it the best in writing and music? Chen Naique?"
When he came to sit down at the table, Lin Chongyang sensed that there was a magic spell to control the layout of the palace inside and outside. He knew it in his heart, but he didn't care much about it.
"It's a crime to have a bright treasure? I asked Naihe." He said the same thing, and asked Naihe to take the tea cup and pour tea for the two of them.
"The heart of the Buddha who has been left behind has been extinguished, and the practice of asking for help has no crown. In the absence of Confucianism and righteousness, we must adhere to the anti-Pristine path. If our body and morality are ruined, why is it difficult for the Nine Cauldrons?"
After recalling the past, Lin Chongyang picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Is the Lord here just to catch up with an old friend like me who we haven't interacted with much?"
He could guess some of the meaning of the other party's words, but he had no intention of pursuing it.
"I have studied all three religions and read many books, but I can't find a way to save the world or a cure. Are you still the same person who cares about the common people?"
Asked how talented and talented he is, he once had the ambition to reach the top of the clouds, but destiny cannot be controlled by others.
However, he never complained, he just followed the reality.
"Since you already have the answer, why bother asking more questions?"
As Lin Chongyang said, even if he read all the classics of the three religions, he would not be able to save the world or himself.
These are his two great wishes. To this day, neither of them has been achieved, and he has just wasted endless time.
Some time ago, he found that his memory began to disappear, which made him have the idea of giving up.
Lin Chongyang had already guessed about his current situation: "What if I said, I can cure your illness?"
As long as he didn't lie flat, the trip was worth it, which proved that many things had not happened.
As soon as the words came out, even if you asked Nai He, you would be moved by it: "Seriously?!"
He had calculated the possible purpose of the other party's visit, but he did not include this one among them, because even he himself almost wanted to give up.
Putting down the teacup, Lin Chongyang spoke in a serious tone and even used a formal self-identification: "I never tell lies."
And this also made Wen Naihe calm down quickly: "What's the price?"
Everything comes at a price, and for people like them, getting something for nothing is unsettling.
"I have a way to save the world. I hope senior can help me after he recovers."
"You have convinced me."
"The choice is in the hands of senior. I don't force it. Even if senior refuses, I will still take action. I will suppress the disease for a period of time as an apology for what happened in the past."
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Time passed and the sun moved westward. The figure stepping out of the palace looked as usual, showing no joy or anger.
"General Huangjian agreed to the battle."
What happened in these three hours was not of concern to Huangjian Guchen, nor to Ji Wuxia. During this period, she digested what she had learned from the battle with Mingjian Jueshi, and then invited Huangjian Guchen to fight.
As long as Lin Chongyang returns, he can set off for the place of battle.
"It is not suitable to do anything in the capital of the gods. Please come with me, both of you."
Emperor Jian Guchen did not reject the idea of fighting and discussing swords. The path of martial arts is to continuously accumulate and move forward.
The opponent is a rare master, and he is even slightly inferior to his friend's famous sword by half a move, which naturally arouses his fighting spirit.
"Thank you."
No matter what the reason was, it was worthy of Lin Chongyang to say thank you to him. When no news came out in the palace, Huang Jian Guchen took the two of them to his usual sword practice place.
