The poem says:
Yin and Yang transform all living beings, and movement and stillness harmonize with the sun and moon.
The longevity of life will eventually come to an end, and the will to achieve true enlightenment and Qi will be fulfilled.
All dust comes from nothingness, and things are separated by me and come back to meet again.
There is no difference in the vast universe. Immortal materials are originally competing for Tao.
The Miluo River is surging with huge waves. The strong wind roared across the river, making a ghostly sound like mountain roars.
Qu Yuan had majestic eyes and a long body. A Confucian scholar's uniform glowed with a faint halo, blowing in the wind and making a hunting sound.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and thunder shuttled through the clouds. The world is filled with terrifying pressure.
Qu Yuan looked up at the sky, and a stream of magnificent aura aroused from his whole body, shooting into the sky like tentacles.
"At the beginning of the ancient times, who preached the truth? How can we examine the top and bottom when there is no shape? Who can know the clear and dark? How can we recognize the image of Feng Yiwei..."
As Qu Yuan recited, the words glowed with golden light and appeared out of thin air. Then, these words turned into streams of light like shooting stars and shot into the sky.
These questions seemed to completely anger God, and countless purple thunder struck Qu Yuan with destructive power.
Qu Yuan stretched out his hand, and an ink-colored letter appeared out of thin air in his hand. I saw him throwing the letter forward, and the letter immediately floated in the air, captured by the bright light.
Then, the letter automatically unfolded and turned into a screen of light. Various voices chanting and reading emerged out of thin air, facing the thunder with sacred and solemn power.
Terrifying thunderbolts fell on the light screen and instantly turned into nothingness. The light screen only moved slightly, like ripples on a flat lake, without any damage.
Qu Yuan looked up to the sky and laughed, shouting: "Why does the sky prevent me from becoming an immortal?"
Before he finished speaking, thousands of thunderbolts in the sky began to entangle with each other, and turned into eighteen huge thunder dragons, roaring and swooping down towards Qu Yuan.
Qu Yuan smiled coldly, and a jade pen appeared out of thin air in his hand, exuding a gleaming light that made it difficult for people to look directly at it. The jade pen lightly stroked into the void, and waves of righteousness poured into the pen body, instantly generating countless words.
Written in one breath!
As if they had self-awareness, these words rushed towards the Thunder Dragon and surrounded it. Immediately afterwards, these words turned into streams of light, connected with each other, forming golden chains, trapping the thunder dragon.
The Thunder Dragon wailed and twisted its huge body, trying to break free, but unfortunately everything was in vain. The golden chains became tighter and tighter, until the eighteen thunder dragons were cut into pieces and turned into little bits of lightning.
"If I become an immortal, I will kill the sky!" Qu Yuan, with a face as white as jade, stepped on the surging blue clouds, flew into the sky, and rushed into the clouds.
Violent sounds echoed across the sky and earth instantly from the dark clouds. The entire sky seemed to be distorted by the battle.
Suddenly, with a loud noise, the dark clouds were split in half from the middle, revealing the white sky. At the crack, Qu Yuan stepped on the void and stared ahead with a vigilant face.
Facing him was a thousand-foot-long thunder god with protruding fangs and a ferocious face, his whole body covered in thunder and lightning. By this time, he was scarred and very weak. But what really made Qu Yuan fearful was the handsome man beside him.
The man was dressed in white, with his hands behind his back and a look of indifference. He exuded an aura of contempt for the common people, making people dare not look at him.
From all directions, countless consciousnesses that were paying attention to this battle all exclaimed in amazement.
"This - this is..."
"Sword Ancestor! The Sword Ancestor who was famous all over the world thousands of years ago and broke through the world and ascended to the throne!"
"Why does he appear here, and why does he want to prevent Qu Sheng from ascending?"
In the air, Qu Yuan looked solemn. Just now, Sword Ancestor split the dark clouds in the sky with one finger. If he had not been protected by the slips, he would have been severely injured.
"Senior Sword Ancestor, we, as cultivators, only want to fly to the upper world one day to have a glimpse of the way of heaven. Seniors look up to me like a mountain, and juniors have always respected me. Why do you want to prevent me from achieving my achievements today?"
The Sword Ancestor did not answer in silence, and stretched out his hand to lightly tap into the void. A huge sword energy appeared out of thin air in front of him. It was as powerful as a rainbow and struck Qu Yuan.
Qu Yuan's face darkened, and he waved his jade pen to draw dragons and snakes in the void with majestic momentum. A vast divine light shot out from the tip of the pen, facing the incoming sword energy.
The two collided, causing the heaven and earth to shake, the universe to collapse, the mountains toppled, and the earth to crack.
Sword Ancestor's face was expressionless and calm. With a slight move of his right hand, the Thousand-foot-tall Thunder God next to him and the thunder in the sky merged into his hand, turning into a long purple sword, the sword glowed like a rainbow and shone with brilliant thunder light.
The sword ancestor stood up with the thunder sword in his hand and pointed at Qu Yuan from a distance.
Qu Yuan put away his jade pen and letter, drew out his azure sword from his waist, and faced him.
The Confucian gentleman's sword is also very powerful!
The moment the two swords touched each other, the surrounding void suddenly exploded, filled with ferocious space cracks, and the entire sky seemed to be torn apart by the collision of the two forces. In the flash of lightning, the two fought against each other no less than a million times. Countless sword energy and wind blades raged around the void, causing the space to collapse and crack.
However, Qu Yuan was a Confucian semi-sage after all. Although his swordsmanship was superb, he was still inferior to the Sword Ancestor who entered Taoism with a sword.
During the fight, Qu Yuan was only able to block Sword Ancestor's offensive. Although he was not defeated yet, his defeat was clearly revealed.
"boom--"
The two collided fiercely again. Qu Yuan's mind suddenly changed, and with the impact of the collision, he instantly retreated a thousand meters away, successfully widening the distance between the two.
As soon as he stood still, Qu Yuan immediately took out his jade pen, and the aura of awe around him poured into the pen crazily. Qu Yuan held the pen and touched the void lightly. In an instant, the avenue turned imaginary into reality, and countless golden words appeared around him, filling the sky. The sound of reading and chanting is endless, like a great bell, deafening and enlightening.
In the blink of an eye, all the words disappeared. And a wonderful landscape loomed around Jianzu, with mountains, flowing water, and green trees. It was a picturesque scene, but it contained the laws of the supreme avenue, forming an illusory world that seemed to imprison Jianzu. in.
Buzz--
A sword roar suddenly came out. The Sword Ancestor waved the thunder sword in his hand gently, instantly blasting out countless sharp sword energy, cutting through the chaos like the beginning of the world, destroying illusions, suppressing all ways, and cutting off the scenery in front of him in one fell swoop. destroy. The illusion of mountains and rivers collapsed instantly.
Whizzing--
Before the Sword Ancestor had a chance to breathe, tens of thousands of weapons turned into awe-inspiring auras showed their sharp edges, tearing apart vacuum passages and attacking through the air.
The Sword Ancestor's face was expressionless, and he pressed down with his left hand in the air. The laws of swordsmanship condensed into reality, and a rain of swords appeared out of thin air to meet the incoming attack.
boom--
The collision of the two is extremely powerful. The aftermath carried the surrounding vacuum fragments and spread in all directions like undulating waves.
When the sky-wide offensive dissipated, Qu Yuan's Confucian robes danced, Taoist charms added to his body, and the surrounding air was like calm water with waves rising.
After cultivating to the level of Hedao, Qu Yuan's understanding of the Dao has been very profound. All kinds of insights arise in the dark, and blessings and misfortunes are in your heart. Now he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, subconsciously feeling that he would be defeated by the Sword Ancestor today. But at the next moment, Qu Yuan's heart turned to the holy way, his mind was clear, and he was blessed by a generous and tragic song of sacrificing his life to defend the way.
Sword Ancestor's eyes were deep and calm. The avenues around him were flowing, and the supreme edge appeared out of thin air, tearing apart the vacuum and turning it into chaos. Suddenly, the thunder sword flew from his hand and shot through the air towards Qu Yuan.
There is nothing fancy about this sword, it looks very ordinary, but it has a supreme edge that can cut through all means.
This sword seemed slow and normal, but Qu Yuan found that he could not avoid it. Afterwards, Qu Yuan kept waving the jade pen in his hand, and the shadows of mountains, rivers, and cities continued to appear in front of him, blocking the thunder sword.
The thunder sword kept trembling, breaking through many obstacles and rushing into it.
Bang——
This sword cuts through the avenue. Even the bystanders around him were shocked and almost wanted to vomit blood. All the phantoms of the avenue in front of Qu Yuan were smashed to pieces and turned into nothingness.
Qu Yuan looked in disbelief as a sword penetrated his shoulder. Immediately afterwards, the thunder sword turned into terrifying thunder and exploded next to him. It was immediately crushed by a vacuum and turned into pieces of powder.
Qu Yuan vomited blood and flew backwards. After his body crashed through two mountains in succession, his clothes were broken and his hair fell into the Miluo River.
In the air, Sword Ancestor recited the incantation silently again, and continued to pinch out profound and difficult spells in his hands. At the same time, strange runes continued to appear around him, and the dazzling golden light fell into the Miluo River, forming a seal that sealed the world.
After the seal was completed, Qu Yuan's sad laughter came from heaven and earth: "I am sad that my life is not as good as that of the ancients. Why did I live so long? If there is someone who becomes an immortal in the future, I hope to tell my spirit, hahaha..."
Sword Ancestor let out a long sigh, looked around with a complicated expression, and gradually disappeared in place.
After the figure left, the dark clouds dissipated, the thunder subsided, and the world returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened. Only the mountains and rivers that were devastated were left, telling the story of the earth-shattering events of this battle.
In all directions, countless consciousnesses watching the battle were communicating with each other, but they didn't know what they were saying.
