Zhao Bingnie smiled and said: "If you sit in the capital and follow the Feng Shui fortune, I dare not say that I can beat you. But you should know that the beginning of the Nine Realms and the peak of the Eight Realms are separated by a natural chasm that is difficult for all living beings to cross. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been the only one in the Nine Realms for hundreds of years. You can’t be an enemy to me just by crushing the realms.”
Qin Fang was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, her sleeves trembled, and she stirred up all the internal energy in her body, shattering all the sword energy that filled the sky like rain.
Zhao Bingnie returned the favor, facing each other tit for tat, with a flick of his hands, a very small sword energy flashed between the sky and the earth, cutting off the tornado of Gang Qi.
"An old bastard who has lived for hundreds of years bullies a kid in his early twenties. Are you, Zhao Bingnie, still a human being?!"
"Aren't you going to say it? I'm an old bastard." Zhao Bingnie shouted at the top of his lungs, not looking old at all.
Qin Fang sneered, "Okay, what an old bastard! I'll smash your shell into pieces today!"
Zhao Bingnie narrowed his eyes, quietly formed a formation, wielded tens of thousands of swords, and shouted in a low voice: "Go!"
Thousands of colorless qi swords formed by sword intent alone are very suspicious of thunder and raindrops. There is no raging sword qi, just like a wisp of breeze blowing by.
Qin Fang waved her sleeves, and the Taoist Gang Qi flowed out, blocking and destroying an astonishing number of Qi swords. Accompanied by a clear and sonorous sound, the Gang Qi barrier rippled faintly.
But the ray of sword intent hidden in it became more and more concentrated. In fact, it was a piece of Zhao Bingnie's mental effort. This kind of move that damages one's cultivation is often used as a killing move to seek opportunities to act arbitrarily.
He seemed shocked. A ninth-level martial artist was facing an enemy with an eighth-level grandmaster. He was clearly one level ahead, so why did he resort to attacking in a way that compromised his cultivation? This is not a matter of life and death. The realms are very different, so we are forced to give it a try.
Because he was keenly aware that Qin Fang's aura had undergone amazing changes. According to his guess, there was someone else in the palace who used the power of the National Fortune Cauldron and the power of heaven and earth, and might even give her a part of her cultivation, so that she could reach the False Nine Realm in a short time.
At the observation deck at the highest point in the world, a child with purple-gold eyes stood with his hands behind his back. Wisps of purple-gold aura were peeled off from the acupoints and slowly flowed into the cauldron of national fortune in Qintian Prison.
Qin Fang is a warrior, while Zhao Bingnie is a pure warrior. When a qi warrior and a martial artist are fighting against each other in close combat, the warrior will have the upper hand. If the skills are used up more than the moves, the qi warrior who has warmed up his true energy can forcefully drag the warrior to breathe, and then seize the opportunity to kill him with one blow.
Qin Fangfeng narrowed her eyes slightly. Even though it was almost undetectable when a ninth-grade warrior breathed, she could calculate the moment when he breathed with her sensitive grasp of breath.
Wave after wave of Qi swords were still hitting the Gang Qi barrier, and Qin Fang suddenly rushed out with a clenched fist in her right hand.
"Zhao Taigong fishes, and those who wish will take the bait."
Zhao Bingnie raised his fingers to the sky and shouted angrily: "The bird in the cage!"
That wisp of divine sword intent was so well hidden that it was not noticed from beginning to end. It suddenly flashed away and was nailed three feet in front of Qin Fang like a nail. Although she could not move forward even half an inch, it held her back. All the Gang Qi in his body was suppressed.
The old man twisted his beard and smiled, with a proud look on his face, "The difference between the ninth grade and the eighth grade is one word, but the flow of Qi is thousands of miles away and hundreds of miles away. You think you are right, but in fact I still have half a breath, which is enough to hold on for a while. Put on a stick of incense. After all, you are still too impatient. If you wait a little longer and catch the exact moment when I take a breath, you may kill me, or at worst, seriously injure me. Instead of being covered with a gang like this The Qi has been suppressed, and I will soon imprison him in the sword Qi cage."
As he spoke, a cage that separated the restrictions of heaven and earth appeared out of thin air, with an insurmountable sense of victory, completely suppressing Qin Fang.
"mother!!"
Guiliu roared with red eyes, took a step forward, and fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing out of his throat. First, one person fought against a thousand, then he was suppressed by the immortal using the rules of heaven, and then he almost died in the sword cage. It was incredible that his body could hold on. And now, he finally fell.
Gui Liu's eyes were blurred with tears, and a surge of tiredness surged, and she shouted softly: "Mother."
Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if someone let out a soft sigh.
Then a figure stepped out of thin air and came to the door of Lotus Crown Taoist.
She spread out one hand and said in a cold tone, "Give me the Taoist golden elixir."
That expression, it seems that if you dare not give it, I will beat you to death.
Lotus Crown Taoist said bitterly: "One Qi transforms into three pure beings? That one just now was just a fake body?"
Qin Fang didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so she narrowed her eyes with murderous intent brewing in her heart. Upon seeing this, Taoist Master Lotus Crown quickly took out a Taoist golden elixir that was difficult to refine for a century, and smiled, "In the future, I will come to sit in the cave of the poor Taoist more often."
Qin Fang said, "It's not for nothing, I will make it up to you in the future." Then she walked over and knelt beside her, feeding the pill that could bring people back to life.
The effect of the golden elixir was strong and immediate. Qin Fang carefully drew out the excess Qi. Seeing that Gui Liu's breathing gradually stabilized, she stood up with confidence.
Zhao Bingnie had withdrawn his magical powers and said calmly: "One Qi transforms three pure things. I never thought that you, a bystander who only cultivates Taoist Gang Qi, can also use such magical powers."
Qin Fang's tone was sarcastic, "Since you have cultivated Taoist Gangqi, you will naturally learn some Taoist techniques to benefit from it. Unlike you, you have been practicing Kuanzhai Swordsmanship for a lifetime, and it took you more than two hundred years to reach the early stage of the Nine Realms."
This time, for the first time, the old man didn't talk back.
Qin Fang suddenly became furious: "Zhao Bingnie! You are simply crazy! You know clearly that it is my child, but you dare to kill him!"
The old man retorted coldly: "Let him die and live again! Otherwise, what qualifications does he have to make Zhu Xian recognize his master? After that scene of being detained in a cage with sword energy, in the future, as long as he is allowed to grow, he will no longer be unbeatable!"
Qin Fang came to Zhao Bingnie in an instant, picked up the old man's collar, his eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder, "Zhao Bingnie, can you say it again?"
But the old man only cared about the beautiful face so close at hand and the refreshing fragrance coming from him.
Qin Fang suddenly shouted angrily: "Zhao Bingnie!"
For some reason, the old man's face suddenly turned red and he looked a little cramped. He had nowhere to put his hands and was obviously at a loss.
Lotus Crown Taoist's eyes widened, why did he feel something was wrong? He quietly quarreled with the sword leader next to him, and asked quietly: "Do you think Senior Zhao likes the Queen?"
Jian Kui said concisely, "I like it."
Qin Fang suddenly let go of her hand and said in a low tone, "Wang Hua is really dead..."
The old man narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "He died. His soul was swallowed up by the Yin God. There is no room for recovery. If he hadn't desperately injured the Yin God, you wouldn't have been able to kill him so easily."
The old man looked into the distance, dazed, and murmured in a low voice: "There is no longer a Talisman Master Wang Huaqing in the world."
Suddenly, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Qin Fang slapped him hard.
The old man suddenly fell out as if he had been hit hard, and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Even a ninth-level master would definitely not be able to remain unharmed after suffering a powerful blow from a pseudo-ninth level without any defense.
The old man staggered to his feet, gasping for air and mumbling a lot, but no one understood him anyway.
Qin Fang said coldly: "You hurt my child, and I made you seriously injured, so you deserve it."
The old man spit out the mouthful of blood and looked much more relaxed. He said helplessly: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, but you are still as cruel and ruthless as ever."
Qin Fang sneered: "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still as slovenly and getting older and older."
Guiliu, who had already climbed up from the ground, blinked. It seemed that his mother and this bad old man knew each other?
The Taoist golden elixir is indeed the fairy that everyone in the world seeks. Although he is still injured, at least he no longer looks miserable with his bare bones.
"Where are you going after that?" Qin Fang asked casually.
The old man raised his hand, and a bright golden light flashed across the sky, and finally landed in the old man's hand.
Looking at the sword, Qin Fang was briefly distracted. Although she did not have much interaction with Wang Huaqing, she knew that this world-famous sword once belonged to the master of Qingyang Mountain.
The old man said softly: "Before Wang Huaqing died, he specifically entrusted me with this demon-suppressing sword. I plan to go to Fengdu, hold this demon-suppressing sword, and talk to the Yin God about the principles of this world."
"After this, there is nothing to do. Since we are already in the ninth realm, the last three realms have been lost long ago, so there is no need to pursue it anymore. It is just drinking, taking a nap, and then waiting for death of old age."
The old man sighed softly and said with emotion, "I am too old, more than two hundred years old, and I can't remember many things. Things that I thought I would never let go of for the rest of my life, have naturally been let go after so many years. So I said There is nothing in this world that cannot be let go, it’s just that it’s not the time to let go.”
Qin Fang's face was expressionless, "Are you done?"
The old man nodded and smiled: "That's it."
The old man finally looked at the two people who almost joined hands to ask for swords.
He first looked at Gui Liu, nodded and said with a smile: "Gui Qi's son is really good. Holding this Immortal Punisher, let's not go too far, let's just say that in the next ten years, you will definitely have a place in the world's martial arts reviews. As for You can be the best in the world. You can try to fight for it, but you may not have a chance. In addition, if you are too angry and have too many distracting thoughts in your heart, it is better to go to Fanke Mountain and cultivate for a few months to be pure. In this way, it will be good for you. It will not only eliminate hidden dangers, but also be beneficial in the future practice journey."
He looked at the green-robed Sword Leader again, with relief in his eyes, "The sword path you walk stretches across the world, with mountains and rivers as the sword's intention. It is the broadest sword path in the world. Most secular people have narrow visions, including me, so they choose I have developed a narrow and short-lived path of swordsmanship, so that in the year of Jiazi, my swordsmanship has stagnated, and I can no longer advance half a step. Even if I have some insights in the years to come, the swordsmanship has come to an end, and what I have improved is only the sword's will and swordsmanship. Law."
"I can see that your swordsmanship has the potential to lift the clouds and see the blue sky. It is expected that your swordsmanship will be even higher in the world, and you may even be able to find the elusive last three realms. As for surpassing me in swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly a certainty. nail."
"When I come back from Fengdu, I might as well teach you a few tricks. If you have any questions, I can also give you some advice."
Jian Kui bowed respectfully to the old man.
The old man accepted it calmly and said with a smile: "The future generations are to be feared."
Finally, the old man took one last look at Qin Fang, said "let's go", and then disappeared.
For some reason, the Lotus Crown Taoist was in a hurry. He greased the soles of his feet and ran away quickly, flying away like an immortal in the clouds and mist.
Luquan Ironware had long since escaped, but was destined to be besieged until death. The middle-aged swordsman also left slowly. There were only two women on the main road.
Qin Fang thought about it, since her son was too violent, why not snatch the Taoist Heart Sutra?
At this time, Guiliu asked curiously: "Mom, what about Senior Zhao?"
"He." Qin Fang blinked, "He is hundreds of years old. He liked your mother and chased me for a long time. But he is too old and not as charming as your father, so My mother didn’t agree.”
Gei Liu was a little confused, what was this? An old man whom he met as a escort was an unrivaled master of swordsmanship. It was understandable that he met his mother, but he actually pursued and liked her. . Is it such a coincidence?
Qin Fang glanced at Zhu Xian in Gui Liu's hand and said softly: "This sword should be damaged and needs to be kept in the scabbard for a few days. If nothing happens, don't pull it out at will."
Guiliu nodded.
But immediately, Qin Fang added: "Of course, you may not be able to pull it out."
Guiliu blinked and tried to pull the sword out of its sheath, but it turned out that he couldn't. Even with all his strength, Zhu Xian remained motionless and showed no intention of taking it out of its sheath.
Guiliu's face turned green. He finally had a famous sword that was invincible in the world, but he couldn't even pull it out of its sheath. Isn't this how he could watch pigs run away every day, but he couldn't eat pigs? Who can bear this?
Qin Fang smiled and said: "Generally speaking, the better the sword, the more difficult it is to control and the higher the conditions required. Zhu Xian, who is among the top in the world, needs the support of a high realm. You are too strong now It's weak, so naturally it can't be pulled out of the sheath. To pull it out, at least you need sixth-level strength. The reason why you were able to control it just now is because you used your emperor's luck to briefly reach the peak of the seventh realm."
"So," Qin Fang said with a smile: "If you want to get over it once and for all, let's just think about it. You have to work hard. I hope that when we meet next time, my mother can see that my little Giliu can already draw the sword out of its sheath, holding Zhuxian in his hand, majestic stern."
Guiliu was stunned for a moment, then softly shouted: "Mother."
"What?" Qin Fang smiled sweetly, "Did you think that mother would definitely use both soft and hard tactics to let you go home?"
Guiliu nodded and hummed.
"Mom, that's what I thought at first. I thought that if I could find you one day, I would take you home no matter what. After all, you are lucky, and there are countless pairs of eyes in the world staring at you. Without mother's protection, you It is extremely easy to encounter danger. But your father’s words awakened my mother. You are a child of the emperor’s family, you are the prince, and the future ruler of the world. There are ups and downs in the officialdom, intrigues, bloodshed, and conspiracies. You have nothing to do with it. It is inevitable to go through. Mom cannot protect you for your whole life, and you will never want to hide behind Qingxue Taozhi and the others every time. You need to grow up and have full wings. "
Qin Fang hugged Guiliu gently and said softly: "So this time, mother will wait for you to come home. Mother will miss you very much and worry about you, so you must come back safely."
"Mom, don't worry, I will be safe and sound." Guiliu said firmly.
Qin Fang nodded, as if she wanted to take another good look at the person in front of her, but she couldn't get enough of him.
"So many years have passed by so fast. When I was summering here and admiring the lotuses, I was just a little follower, but now I have become a handsome man with beautiful trees in the wind."
Speaking of summer vacation and lotus viewing, Guiliu smiled and said, "Mom, I haven't been to Greenbelt City for a long time. Let's go there again for a walk."
Qin Fang nodded and smiled: "If you are not in a hurry, just go for a walk with my mother."
The two walked for a long time, passing the pavilion, the other side of the embankment, and the stone arch bridge that was built later.
From noon to dusk.
Outside the city gate, the two people were about to separate, their shadows were dragged diagonally by the golden light. The two shadows were tightly together, and they seemed reluctant to leave.
But Guiliu still took a few steps, finally turned around, and said his final farewell to Qin Fang.
Qin Fang was silent and her eyes were red, but she smiled and waved goodbye.
Gui Liu always felt that he should say something, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, he just said: "Mom, don't forget to give Gui Qing the hairpin."
"I know, let's go, let's go." Qin Fang started to chase people away.
Guiliu smiled, turned and left.
Under the setting sun, one person is leaving for a long journey and the other is seeing him off.
We say goodbye now, when will we know each other after missing each other?
But some partings and some journeys were destined from the beginning.
The road from now on,
When I left, there was the sound of chickens in Maodian and the moonlight in Banqiao.
When I was traveling, the oak leaves fell on the mountain road, and the orange flowers illuminated the post wall.
When I was dreaming about the inn, because I was thinking about Du Ling's dream, the geese filled the pond.
