Arrive at the third level of the ruins.
After the monks effortlessly broke through the sword formation, the door was not yet erected, but peach petals were blown by the breeze, and then a mural that was a hundred meters long appeared.
First, a woman comes into view: she has a fox face, a green skirt covering her body, a snake waist that is almost too plain to hold, her jade feet are like snow covered with frost, her plump buttocks are straight, and she is lying on a gold silk couch on her side.
The live broadcast room was filled with excitement:
"I have a real mother, with this figure... I will lust after her tonight."
"Brother, you have really strong taste."
"Tsk, the only flaw is that such a beautiful lady has a fox face. What a pity, otherwise I would have to spend all my money to marry her!"
"It's so funny, where did this nouveau riche come from?"
"You want to marry, but she doesn't want to marry yet. Who do you think you are?"
"By the way, what is the origin of that fox demon?"
"Aren't the owners of this ruins No. 1 in the world and Yan Chixia? Why is there a fox demon on the front page of the mural? Could it be that...she is the legendary No. 1 in the world?"
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The monks in the ruins were also curious about the fox demon's heels.
Someone asked Zhao Zijing:
"Master, do you know who this monster is?"
Zhao Zijing, who had always answered all questions since he entered the ruins, now remained silent and his eyes were downcast. He was no longer as confident as before.
It was as if something had hit Dao's heart: everyone was suspicious of the power of the former but did not dare to ask more questions, so they had no choice but to turn their attention to the second scene of the mural.
At the foot of a mountain, an inscription made of random rocks is particularly eye-catching.
The three characters "Sandao Mountain" were written in the letter.
A bearded Taoist carries a huge sword on his back, drags a compass in one hand, and holds a yellow urn in the other. Wearing a long-sleeved Tianshi shirt, he steps on the seven-star dragon step, creating seals step by step, and leads the mountain with an array.
"Sandao Mountain...Why have I never heard of this place in my previous life?"
A certain monk murmured to himself.
"Because this is a restricted area for living beings, and ordinary people cannot hear it."
Zhao Zijing, who barely adjusted his mentality, looked at the inscription on Sandao Mountain with a complicated look on his face, and said leisurely: "As for the fox girl, I don't know her name."
"I only accidentally saw it in an ancient book. She has a nickname called Qingnv, but under the golden elixir, one cannot recite her name, otherwise it will attract great terror."
Zhao Zijing recognized Qingnv the first time he saw her.
That's why he lost his composure: Sandao Mountain, Qingnv Empress, the inner demon that he could never get rid of all his life, was also the main culprit that caused his downfall in his previous life.
that year.
He accidentally entered Sandao Mountain and met a young girl who kidnapped a scholar.
The scholar asked him for help.
But he, who was determined to end all injustices in the world, chose to watch the fire from the other side: in front of Qingnv, he didn't even have the courage to take action, and his realm plummeted.
He could never forgive his cowardice at that time, and he could never forget the look in the eyes of that mortal scholar before he left, despairing, helpless, and despairing...
The third mural.
The west wind is like the road, the body is like leaves, there is a yellow light in the dark room, a gauze rolled bead curtain, and a spacious floor of gold and white jade is covered with a piece of fur of an unnamed creature.
The flawless white soft jade girl curled up, her chest resting on a young man with an unreal appearance, and her beautiful back covered with thin and transparent neon gauze, facing the Taoist with curly beard from before.
"It's Yan Chixia!"
A monk recognized the identity of the Taoist and exclaimed.
Everyone's attention was immediately attracted.
In the fourth mural, the sky light appears in the cave, and the sword energy is powerful. Yan Chixia has drawn out the giant meteorite sword, spread it across the sword, and kills the woman on the golden thread without hesitation.
The next few pictures are all scenes of the two fighting.
Uh...no.
Rather than saying it was a fight, it was better to say that the fox girl was playing tricks on Yan Chixia.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
In the penultimate picture, Yan Chixia performs her famous stunt, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan: she is seen wielding the sword with her heart, and a sword force rising to the sky rises from the ground, with great righteousness and energy penetrating the rainbow.
Not long after.
The sun and the moon are in the same sky, day and night alternate, pulling the sword energy all over the sky, condensing spiritual energy and flying swords with nine thousand nine hundred swords, forming a mighty and sharp sword energy dragon, approaching the fox girl.
However, despite the turbulent killing moves, the fox girl only faintly lit up a divine light...
All of a sudden.
The sword energy dragon collapsed, and Yan Chixia was shaken back by the remaining power for more than a hundred steps, until it hit the rock wall. Her breath was weak, she vomited blood, and fell to the ground unable to get up.
All the monks watching were shocked:
"This...is this a defeat?"
"You haven't even passed three moves. Isn't Yan Chixia too weak?"
"Silly, calm down and feel the fox girl's eyes carefully... No, no, I'm going to suffocate. It's not that Yan Chixia is too weak, it's that she is too strong."
"Indeed, he is ridiculously strong, not like a monk at the Golden Core Stage."
“…”
"Who told you that He is only at the Golden Core stage?"
With the intention of defending himself in his previous life, Zhao Zijing explained: "His strength cannot be divided by conventional realms."
"rumor."
"He is the creature closest to an immortal known in the world. He is an indescribable being that towers over all living beings. If there really is an immortal, then it must be him, and it can only be him."
As soon as this statement came out.
All the monks in the audience gasped: "No wonder the Blue Star thousands of years ago did not distinguish between good and evil, humanity declined, and demons were rampant. With this demon here, the demons will be happy!"
"It's not a demon, it's not just that it's not a demon."
Zhao Zijing shook his head and murmured:
"He is not a human, not an immortal, not a Buddha, not a demon. To be precise, Qingnv does not belong to any ethnic group within the Six Paths. He is a product outside the Dao and is an eternal taboo."
"You are at your peak when you debut, and you have never lost in your life. Even at the same level, there are very few people who can take a move... Yan Chixia can fight fiercely for three rounds, which is enough to be ranked first-class!"
End of words.
Zhao Zijing's tone was full of regret, and his eyes dimmed: He once boasted of being a genius, and felt that the only difference between him and Yan Chixia was a few small realms, but now it seems...
The only difference between them is their Taoist heart.
In Yan Chixia's heart, she has a vision of serving the people of the world, the right way in the world, and the righteousness of Haoran who is not afraid of life and death. In this regard, ten of him cannot match her... He is indeed not as good as him.
"Look, the last mural depicts the best in the world!"
Before Zhao Zijing had time to sigh, his female bodyguard pointed at the last mural and shouted excitedly: The photographer moved the camera there very wisely.
The live broadcast room immediately erupted:
"Damn it, you are really the best in the world."
"Why is the appearance so blurry?"
"That's not the point. Look at the posture of No. 1 Under Heaven. He seems to be fighting with the fox girl... Those murals in front of the relationship are all paving the way for this one."
"Do you think the number one in the world will be the rival of the fox girl?"
"I guess it's a bit confusing. According to Young Master Zhao, a fox girl is invincible in the same situation... If the number one in the world can last a few more rounds than Yan Chixia, she is considered to be invincible."
It seems to be specially made to slap the water friends in the face.
When a series of barrages that were not optimistic about Chen Yi dominated the screen, the last mural began to squirm, displaying the battle in detail before everyone's eyes:
Chen Yi's palm gently touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.
The sword energy leaked out, flying sand and rocks, black clouds pressed down on the city, covering the sky and the sun. On the dome that was torn apart by the rising sword intent, there was loud thunder and a rolling rain of swords.
The fox girl smiled sweetly, waved her sleeves and robe, and revealed an inch of divine light in an understatement.
The ground ridges trembled.
Even if it only lasted for a moment, the man in white clothes still felt like he was struck by lightning. His ribs were broken, his arm bones were shattered, he vomited blood and fell into the clouds, and the skin all over his body was cracked and broken.
but.
In his eyes, there was endless unscrupulous madness, and an inch of terrifying sword light that should not exist in his realm. This is...obsession!
"bass!"
The long sword is unsheathed.
In an instant.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have collapsed, and everything is silent. There is a lonely shadow on the cold river, and the sword is slanted. There is a shadow of an ancient sword falling from the sky, like clouds drooping from the sky, and like the sea rolling backwards.
The overwhelming and dazzling sword light instantly flooded the entire picture.
Not only that.
Even the real world was affected: all the natal swords of the sword cultivators present were shattered for no reason... The will left by the white clothes actually raged for a whole thousand years!
"Oh my god, what kind of swordsmanship does this kid practice?"
"I can't see through it. I can't see through it at all. This person is too scary!"
"So, are there really people in this world who are born with swords?"
One by one, the reincarnations surrendered and prostrated one after another. Only Yan Chixia, who was smiling in admiration, and Zhao Zijing, who was gritting his teeth and holding on, continued to observe the magnificent painting.
The smoke cleared.
Chen Yi's seven orifices were bleeding and his white clothes were stained red. He half-knelt on the grass, breathing heavily: "Hey, what a taboo, it's nothing more than this...hiss, my jaw is dislocated."
Sandao Mountain is riddled with holes, and the void is constantly healing itself. A look of surprise that is extremely inconsistent with the character of Qingnü’s white fox face flashed across her face:
He was defeated!
If he hadn't unlocked his divine power at the last moment, he would have died under this sword. Even at his peak state, he would still have had a wisp of black hair cut off by the opponent...
Simply incredible!
…
"His sword is more powerful than half the sky..."
Zhao Zijing's eyes were dull and he murmured in confusion.
The other monks and friends in the water were deeply concerned and nodded frequently, expressing their sincere agreement: "It's too terrifying. The sword intention here is definitely not something ordinary monks can comprehend."
"If I remember correctly, this seems to be the first defeat in Qingnv's life... The best sword in the world will definitely be recorded in the annals of history by future generations and be passed down through the ages!"
"Compared with this, I am more concerned about whether he has awakened the memory of his previous life."
"yes."
"Does anyone know who the number one person in the world is reincarnated into?"
"Secretary Li, I give you ten minutes to get all the information on the world's number one reincarnation. If you can't do it, you won't come to work tomorrow!"
"Thank you for the invitation. Please don't disturb me when I'm on my way to be the concubine of the No. 1 Under Heaven."
“…”
the other side.
In Pei Yuanqian's live broadcast room, he was broadcasting and analyzing in real time:
"The sword strike just now was actually beyond the scope of ordinary swordsmanship. It was a kind of intention, an extremely domineering intention... It's going to rain, and I want to kill someone!"
Water friends are puzzled:
"What's the meaning?"
"I don't understand."
"I understand. To put it in a layman's terms, it probably means that the sword in my hand, all the principles and laws in the world, is like rain from the sky."
"If it rains, no one can stop it. If I want to kill someone, no one can stop me. If I kill you, you must die. If you don't die, you are going against heaven, and heaven will take care of you!"
"Damn it, isn't this a dead end? Is it wrong to block or not to block?"
"How about saying that the best swordsmanship in the world is unparalleled?"
After a cursory glance at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Pei Yuanqing smiled and said something shocking:
"In addition, you may not know yet, but the reason why Yan Chixia is able to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship and the realm of all things as swords is that she is actually the number one sect in the world."
