A miserable wail suddenly sounded.
A mass of consciousness exploded from No. 2's back, but it was not the remnants of No. 2's consciousness, but...
"Situ Yongren?"
Xu Xiaoshou listened to the screams and felt the familiar fluctuations in his consciousness that were whipped out by the taming whip, and became sluggish.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
With just one whip, Situ Yongren's consciousness seemed to be completely rotten.
After breaking away from No. 2's protection, he couldn't even hold back a breath. He was instantly assimilated by the power of the Red Dust Sword. As if he had forgotten all the pain in his body, he condensed the twitching and surging cloud of consciousness and bowed in the distance.
"I've met Mr. Mizuto..."
Snapped!
The taming whip didn't stop at all and was whipped again.
As the red plum blossoms flew, most of the ancient writing was once again destroyed.
There are almost no words left on the back of No. 2, as if the flesh and blood of the person has been drained away.
"Uh ah ah -" Another scream sounded.
What was pulled out this time was more than just a twisted and twitching consciousness.
There is also an illusory eyeball, as if it is not in this Luoying world.
"This is....."
Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank and he recognized that this was Jiang Buyi's consciousness that had just been swallowed into No. 2's body.
Did he pull it out too?
All disobedient consciousnesses will be whipped out by the divine whip? And those eyeballs...
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't see or touch it, but he could easily "perceive" that there was a strong aura of disaster on it.
Three calamities?
Recalling Lei Xi'er's previous inference, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to pull her out and ask her.
But I don’t dare.
This scene of Mr. Si Ren fighting Consciousness No. 2 was shocking to him, and he didn't know when he would be affected.
Lei Xi'er, how could you pull him out and die?
Jiang Buyi lost his shelter and could only fight for less than three breaths before his weak consciousness could no longer bear it and was assimilated by the power of the Red Dust Sword.
"I've met Mr. Sir..."
He bowed from afar. His condition was better than that of Situ Yongren, but not much better.
Snapped!
The God Taming Whip no longer paid attention to the two tamed...civilized disciples, and whipped them again.
Er Hao, who had endured two whips without saying a word and was still trying to resist the third blow of Hong Mei's third-rate sword, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Uh ho ho..."
An involuntary twitch came from his mouth.
And the back, after receiving the third attack from the God Taming Whip, exploded when it was discouraged.
"boom!"
Countless ancient texts were destroyed.
The ideological form of No. 2 is like the splash of water exploding after a huge boulder sinks into the sea, scattering in all directions and never being able to regroup.
In the Luoying Realm, red plum blossoms fly gracefully along with ancient characters.
As long as some of these ancient words still belong to the No. 2 consciousness and have not been completely dimmed, they all paused slightly when they touched the red plum blossoms of sword energy and the floating dust of the world.
Then they turned around and bowed to the Meisi people who were in high positions and carrying sword elephants on their backs.
"I have met Mr. Si Ren..." "I have met Mr. Si Ren..."
In all directions, the sound of the second trumpet resounded.
The ancient characters are folded, just like the life of a pastry chef, and the pious meaning leaps to the surface.
Xu Xiaoshou felt goose bumps all over his body when he heard this, and his dark eyes couldn't hide the turmoil in his heart.
He had known that Mr. Siren was strong, but he had no idea that Mr. Siren could be so strong after being canonized!
I thought that the liberated divine envoy was already invincible in the world.
He never thought that it would be the second title that almost beat him, Xu Xiaoshou, and the five degenerates of heaven and earth into a state of incomprehension where they could no longer take care of themselves.
already
Everyone can find a way to fight in an instant and incorporate it into the world of consciousness that is beneficial to him.
Or in a literal sense...hang him up and beat him!
It was only at this moment that Xu Xiaoshou fully understood Mr. Siren's step-by-step move.
From the beginning to the end, he was not Tujiang Buyi’s head.
But he had fought against Jiang Buyi and knew that he had three calamities in him, and that he was the one coveted by Number Two.
So he took this as a plan and used Hongmei Third-rate. One sword subverts reality and illusion.
Cut off the ideological regular form No. 2 with one sword. When the third sword was struck, No. 2's consciousness was beaten to death.
Linked to each other, after three swords, the strongest half-saint has become a floating cloud. "Is this the fighting power of the 'Sword Master'?"
Looking at Mr. Jiren who was standing in a high position and still calm and comfortable, Xu Xiaoshou felt that this newly recognized teacher was too scary.
Perhaps, only No. 2 can hold on until the arrival of Hongmei's third-rate sword, right?
If it were an ordinary half-saint... Xu Xiaoshou felt that 99% of the half-saints would not be able to survive this moment.
As early as after Hongmei's third-rate first sword "Luoyingjie", they no longer knew how to fight or crack it.
At least, the real world and the conscious world are overturned.
Without the guidance of Mr. Si Ren, Xu Xiaoshou would not have been able to enter this fallen world.
His strength was reduced to less than one ten thousandth in an instant, and he didn't even know how to use his skills and moves, which made him fall into the world of heroes.
Maybe there is only a "disappearance spell" left that can be used to avoid death?
But just by hiding, I don’t know how Mr. Jiren will make his next move...
No. 2 has already taught them through words and deeds before, and such actions are the same as death in front of these semi-saints with high combat power.
"It's so scary!"
"The Ancient Sword Saint is indeed the combat profession that cannot be provoked and is the most difficult to understand by common sense."
The more Xu Xiaoshou thought about it, the more excited he became.
Because Mr. Siren, who is so strong, is not an enemy. And this battle... looks like a battle, but is actually teaching!
Mr. Siren showed him the first state of the eight major swordsmanships in addition to the only state of hidden swordsmanship, the unsheathed sword.
Moreover, it is also a method of fusion and application of all major swordsmanship realms. If someone were to practice ancient swordsmanship, no matter how talented they were... Shi Luo Yingjie, it would take thirty years to learn!
Xu Xiaoshou is different, completely different.
With his feet on the kendo disk and the state of unity between heaven and man, he could not master all three swords of this third-rate Hongmei for the time being.
At least, with Mr. Siren's step-by-step guidance and demonstration, he could peel off the first realm of the eight ancient swordsmanship.
In other words, given some time to digest, Xu Xiaoshou will be able to master nearly half of the Eighteen Sword Styles!
In the early days, this level could even compete for the title of Seven Swordsmen!
That's it now....
Seeing Mr. Siren, who had become a saint and whose combat power had evolved so outrageously, Xu Xiaoshou once again understood the value of the Seven Swordsmen.
He doesn't even dare to challenge the current Rao Yaoyao, let alone other people, how can they covet the title of "Seven Swordsmen"?
In the sealing formation, the people from Meisi turned their heads and looked over, and asked, "Xu Xiaoshou, how much have you learned?"
"One drop." Xu Xiaoshou quickly recovered and responded seriously.
Mei Siren looked at the Tao Yun aura on his body and the kendo mysteries formation diagram that became brighter under his feet, with a smile on his face:
"It seems that you have learned the essence of ancient sword cultivation." Xu Xiaoshou could hardly hold back his cold expression.
The essence of ancient sword cultivation is not sword intention or swordsmanship, but an elegant and noble quality called "humility."
"Come." Mei Siren waved.
Xu Xiaoshou thought he was being called, so he stepped forward.
However, he never thought that the sword intent from Mr. Jiren's body would spread out, and that he was outside the Luoying Realm, and the Three Tribulation Eyes that had just been knocked out would come in.
It is no longer illusory, vague, and out of reach.
And seems to follow
It was replaced by Mr. Jiren's Heart Sword Technique and turned into a physical entity, and entered the Luoying Realm.
"Hold it, this is Jiang Buyi... No, this is the Three Tribulations of the Lei Family. The old man had to forcefully survive the Semi-Saint Tribulation, all because of it."
"This may be what you want. Now, half of it belongs to the original owner."
"You decide whether it stays or goes."
The Mei Si people didn't even have the slightest nostalgia, and without even taking a second look, they waved the Three-Doom Eye to their student.
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and hurriedly caught the tearful pupil. In his heart, his evaluation of Mr. Siren was much higher.
Indifferent to fame and wealth is just a word.
But how many people can really do this?
Even the Holy Temple, or the five great Holy Emperor families, covet the power of Tong of the Lei family.
Mr. Mito seemed unconcerned before.
Now he has seen the power of the Three Tribulations, but he still doesn't care.
At this point, Jiang Buyi, No. 2, and even the Tao clan of the five great holy emperor families are all extremely weak!
If only they could do this...
Maybe Jiang Buyi wouldn't be in the current miserable situation. No. 2 will not fall into danger just for the sake of greed.
The so-called life-and-death grudges that were born for the "Tear of the Tears" will no longer exist.
However, Xu Xiaoshou also understood very well:
There is always only one Mr. Jiren!
A person who can truly be open-minded and consistent.
Not to mention 10%, but 70% are like Mr. Si. Looking at the world, how many can there be?
One person, one sword.
In this world, you will have absolute confidence and no longer covet external things.
Perhaps this is what ancient sword cultivators can cultivate from the meticulous swordsmanship, surpassing the highest realm of swordsmanship, right?
"I will handle it properly." Xu Xiaoshou solemnly put away the Three Tribulation Eyes.
Mei Siren withdrew his gaze, as if admonishing, as if murmuring to himself, as if sighing, as if sighing:
"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, don't love the mortal world, and don't belittle yourself."
Xu Xiaoshou thoughtfully chewed the food silently, then looked impressed. As a teacher, what Meisi wants to teach his students most is not just swordsmanship, but also how to be a good person.
He has seen too many students who floated to the sky after learning swordsmanship from him, and were finally bitten by their own abilities.
Yu realized this a long time ago, so when the Meisi people taught swordsmanship, they basically no longer showed their real names and did not act as evildoers.
But tragedies are always happening and cannot be stopped by humans.
Personal destiny depends entirely on personal encounters and personal development.
All virtues are mismatched and can exceed talents. In the end, it is a kind of tragedy.
Naturally, the Meisi people did not want Xu Xiaoshou to become such an arrogant person after he finished learning swordsmanship.
The admonition was just in passing. Soon, the Meisi people looked towards the blocking formation.
The conscious body belonging to Jiang Buyi has been enlightened by the power of the Red Dust Sword. While convulsing and surging in mid-air, it cannot resist and maintain the state of worship.
"Two more."
Mei Siren spoke, and the taming whip was condensed in Jiutian. It seemed that if he disagreed, he would whip it out.
Jiang Buyi's conscious body suddenly stopped trembling, and he struggled violently the next second.
However, the enlightenment power of the Red Dust Sword was assimilated, and Jiang Buyi's consciousness quickly formed two illusory pupils, which were about to spit out.
At this moment, the ancient text belonging to the ideological regular form No. 2 was whipped to pieces by the taming whip and flew out.
Three words broke free from the power of enlightenment, ended their folding, and shone a faint light as if they had straightened their backs.
Look at each one...
One word is "virtual", one is "box", and one is "Xuan".
Mei Siren's eyes narrowed, knowing that No. 2's consciousness had clearly been festered by the taming whip, and was unable to fit together for a short time.
Then this ancient text that can break free from the suppression of Hongmei's third-rate power is very likely to be
It comes from him, but belongs to his backhand. Who will it come from?
Buzz!
Before he had time to think, the ancient character "Xuan" suddenly glowed brightly after the faint light.
Countless heavenly secret patterns shot out from it, and finally intertwined over the Luoying Realm, turning into a slowly unfolding black and red scroll.
In an instant, it drowned everything in everyone's sight and changed their thoughts.
"Half-Saint Profound Decree!"
Xu Xiaoshou was horrified when he saw this scroll. He subconsciously blocked all his senses and refused to watch.
He did remember it.
In the Forest of Miracles, after Jiang Buyi left, he relied on the semi-sage profound edict that was left behind and used only the word "return" to break him out of the disappearing technique.
If he hadn't foreseen the crisis in advance, the gecko would have cut off its tail and cut off one of its arms.
At that time, Jiang Buyi's backhand chopped off his real body without knowing it! "The journey of the great road follows the order, the evolution of yin and yang, and becomes a mystery of its own."
"Under heaven's secret, everything can be followed, but if it is false, destroy the false and change it."
On the black and red scroll, a mysterious secret text was instantly outlined, and the overwhelming holy sound also fell from the nine heavens, cleansing people's hearts and deafening them.
"change!"
In the end, the semi-sage's mysterious decree evolved into one word.
The word "hua" that was infinitely magnified in his mind in an instant contained terrifying power.
Even though Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to see or listen, after realizing something was wrong, he activated the disappearing technique.
But still, the word "hua" came into my mind.
As if purifying and melting him, it evaporated his ability to disappear and knocked him back to his original form.
Even the body, soul, and various treasures above the air sea are unable to resist the power of this word and will turn into primitive energy and disappear.
"Whose calligraphy is this?!" Xu Xiaoshou was horrified.
He found that the word "hua" was countless times scarier than the word "gui" used by Jiang Buyi at that time.
It contains the power of heaven that is well versed in the true meaning of the Dao. It is like brainwashing, and can even wash away people's panic in one go!
It makes sense...
This interpretation of "hua" makes sense...
I really want to follow this word and turn it into nothing, completely merge into the secret of heaven, in exchange for eternal life...
"Om." Spiritual awakening triggers.
Xu Xiaoshou's expression froze, and in the next second, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Mr. Siren, help me——"
"Dao boy..."
Mei Si laughed, but it was as if he had never heard of the students asking for help.
He half-closed his eyes and looked intoxicated. He listened to the sacred voice of the Semi-Saint Profound Edict from beginning to end, and carefully understood its connotation.
The most kind and elegant words always teach people like a spring breeze.
Today is different from the past. He is no longer the Seven Swordsman with Jiang Buyi's word "gui", but the ancient swordsman who can defeat the word "hua" in the sky!
Until the word "hua" appears, the sacred sound of Mi Mi ends.
Mei Siren's intoxicated expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were completely closed.
If he felt something, he suddenly found it. He held the Taicheng sword lightly with his right hand, put two fingers of his left hand together, and slowly stroked the sword body, as if murmuring to himself: "After the snow hits the red plums, it still brings with it the secret fragrance. When the cold spring goes away, When the wind blows, the red plum blossoms bloom again."
With a final sound.
Dots of red plum blossoms bloomed from the body of Taicheng Sword, blooming to the tip of the sword, but then converged again, retreating one after another as if time went backwards.
In the Luoying Realm, the white snow is flying, mixed with the bright red, falling, falling halfway, and then flying back, as if the gravity is reversed, the pieces of snow are flying back.
"Illusion swordsmanship, time and space jump."
Mei Siren's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes filled with sword light, and he slashed forward with the Taicheng Sword.
In the Luoying Realm, time flows backwards, and the word "Hua" becomes smaller and disappears, returning to the thirty-two-character mantra of the Semi-Saint Profound Edict.
The scrolls were reassembled, the heavenly secret was shattered, and all the energy returned to its original point, condensing into the Dao pattern bound on the word "Xuan".
The Taicheng Sword lightly struck the word "Xuan". Click!
There was a crack.
The ancient character "Xuan" was still in the state of bowing in worship. No semi-sage profound edict had ever been emitted from it, so it was forcibly strangled in its infancy and split into two on the spot.
At the same moment, the word "virtual" on the other side suddenly lit up. This time, it did not dare to shoot out the Heavenly Secret Dao Mark to form the Semi-Saint Profound Edict.
Instead, a voice that tried to be calm but slightly panicked came out from it - the voice of No. 2, which could break through time and space and spread throughout almost the entire Void Island:
"Yan Wuse, save me!"
