Lin Yige spoke, and Liu Fufeng naturally did not dare to disobey.
He waved his hand and put the pile of ancient jade slips in the corner that had lost their edges into the ring, and left the Ziyang Palace.
Lin Yige said "Follow me" and turned into a purple light and flew upward.
Liu Fufeng raised his eyes and saw that his junior uncle was flying towards the Yandao platform where disciples of the Guiyi sect competed, practiced techniques and discussed Taoism.
The Yandao platform is square and square, like a huge chessboard.
Each of the nine star positions on the chessboard has an independent arena for disciples to compete with each other.
During the heyday of the Guiyi Sect, the sect competition was held at this Yandaotai.
When Liu Fufeng saw Lin Yige walking straight towards the Tianyuan Arena in the center, a glimmer of expectation arose in his heart.
He once heard from his sixth uncle that in the entire Heming Mountain Cave, there were three places that he loved to go to the most: the master's Xiaohan Cave, her own Jingzhe Cave, and the Yandao Platform.
Whenever she has a new understanding or breakthrough, after coming out of Jingzhe Cave, she will first go to Xiaohan Cave to whisper to Master Feng, and then randomly pick up a fellow disciple in the Heming Mountain Cave and drag her to the Yan Dao Platform to have a discussion.
In the entire Yan Dao Platform, among the nine star stages, the Tian Yuan Arena in the center is the one most commonly used by Junior Master Uncle.
Liu Fufeng glanced at his junior uncle who was confirming the operation of the formation on the Tianyuan Arena, and couldn't help but become nervous.
Now the disciples of the Guiyi Sect are withering away.
The elders of the seventh generation either established forces outside or went into retreat in Shuangjian. There were only three preaching elders who did not retreat.
But Elder Lu Hengbo is supervising the new disciples to exercise, Elder Zhao Yuan is forging new spiritual swords for those sword spirits to live in, and Elder Gu Xiaoyun is responsible for the Law Enforcement Hall and guiding the eight generations of inner disciples to practice the Guiyi Sword Art.
The disciples of the eighth generation inner sect used spiritual food from their fifth uncle yesterday and basically had to retreat for a day or two to transform the spiritual energy contained in those spiritual foods.
Looking around, he, Liu Fufeng, is the most leisurely person in the entire Heming Mountain Cave.
Liu Fufeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, praising Junior Sister Caiwei!
If Junior Sister Caiwei hadn't taken over the pile of ledgers, he didn't know how long it would have been before he could get some advice from his Junior Uncle!
After Lin Yige checked the formations in the Tianyuan Arena, he did not forget to send a message to Geng Xin with his spiritual consciousness, and offered five golden beans in exchange for her not chewing up Liu Fufeng's sword.
After making these preparations, she stood up and looked at Liu Fufeng, who was pacing back and forth.
Lin Yige pulled out the Gengxin Sword and smiled slightly, "Brother Fufeng, please draw your sword!"
The sword cultivator gave some advice to the sword cultivator, and the easiest way was naturally to have a fight.
If one game is not enough, then play two more games.
…
Liu Fufeng was slightly startled, "Little Master Uncle, don't you need to suppress your realm?"
One of them is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and the other is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. There are two big realms between them, so how can they compete with each other?
Lin Yige was startled, then smiled, "I almost forgot. Don't worry, nephew Fufeng, I will control my spiritual consciousness to the Nascent Soul stage."
Liu Fufeng paused, raised his hand and pointed at himself, "I mean..."
"No need." Lin Yige decisively refused, "If you suppress your realm, I won't be able to let go!"
After saying that, Lin Yige held up a sword flower and showed the starting position of basic swordsmanship.
"But the sword has no eyes. If you can't resist it, just take a step back."
Although there is an automatically triggered teleportation array in the Tianyuan Arena, there is no need to worry about life, but if Liu Fufeng is missing an arm or a leg, it will be quite troublesome to treat him.
Hearing this, Liu Fufeng also advised: "Please don't force me, Junior Uncle."
If the young uncle who had returned after being lost was seriously injured...
Thinking of the frosty Master, Liu Fufeng couldn't help but shudder.
The two sides stood still on the Tianyuan Arena, and after bowing to each other, Liu Fufeng thought that his cultivation level was higher, so he asked Lin Yige to take action first.
Lin Yige didn't give in to him, she just made a hand gesture with her left hand, condensing a large cloud of mist.
Facing the huge white mist, Lin Yige swung his sword.
Wherever the sword energy reaches, all the mist turns into ice needles as thin as ox hair, flying towards Liu Fufeng.
Wherever the ice needle reaches, more mist is transformed, and its power increases instead of decreasing.
This was the sword move combined with ice magic that she had used in the secret realm of Yupan Mountain.
Not only did this move consume most of her spiritual energy, but its power was only one thousandth of what it was back then.
Liu Fufeng's body moved slightly, and he was about to dodge, but he thought of something and stabilized his body again.
In an instant, the ice needle stained with the murderous sword intent flew in front of him.
The "sword energy" emitted by ordinary sword cultivators is mixed with more than 90% spiritual energy, but the sword light and sword energy emitted by monks after comprehending the sword's intention are completely different in nature.
Liu Fufeng didn't understand the difference before. In addition, the sword intent of several master uncles was not such a pure and overbearing intention to kill, and the difference from ordinary sword intent was not particularly obvious.
At this moment, he felt that he vaguely understood the difference.
But Liu Fufeng didn't have time to think too much.
His skin, which had been tempered so many times that even ordinary treasures could not damage it, already felt the sting when the ice needle blessed by the murderous sword came closer.
In desperation, Liu Fufeng subconsciously used a wind-attribute spell - "Wind Rolling Remnant Cloud".
Most of the ice needles were picked up and crushed by the sudden strong wind, and then turned into water mist and dissipated.
Before he could think too much, Liu Fufeng used another move called "Flying Leaves in the Sky".
The green leaves rolled up and rotated the few remaining ice needles away from Liu Fufeng.
…
The ice needles formed by the mist had dissipated, and Liu Fufeng stood stiffly on the spot, but there was no hint of joy on his face.
The spiritual sword at his waist has never been unsheathed.
Lin Yige also didn't react.
As a swordsman, Liu Fufeng doesn't use a sword. Instead, he subconsciously uses spells to deal with it...
Obviously, he has deviated from his original way of practicing swordsmanship.
"Nephew Fufeng, why are you..."
Lin Yige wanted to ask Liu Fufeng why he subconsciously used magic first, but when he saw him looking like the sky was falling, he had to swallow his words silently.
After a long time, Liu Fufeng finally recovered from the huge impact.
"If my junior uncle hadn't woken me up, I would probably have become the only true disciple who couldn't understand the sword's intention since the founding of the Guiyi Sect."
Liu Fufeng was afraid that he would regret it, so he took out all the ancient jade slips that led him to deviate from his path and gave them to Lin Yige.
"These ancient jade slips were collected by the fourth senior brother from the ancient cave. They record many spells that may have been lost. I will keep them with my uncle for the time being. I will ask you for them after the disciples realize the meaning of the sword. !”
As for the sect affairs, he would feel at ease with Junior Sister Caiwei taking care of it for him.
In this way, he would have plenty of time to practice well and understand the sword's meaning.
Lin Yige's original intention was to borrow some ancient jade slips from Liu Fufeng to look at after the fight.
This time, it turned out to be an unexpected surprise.
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