An iceberg in the West Sea.
Shen Yu sat cross-legged, his face pale, and the Qingxuan sword in his arms was trembling slightly.
Although the previous battle with Xu Zhenren was not a collision of strength, this battle in the sea of consciousness was even more shocking.
Lu Caiwei stood aside with a worried face.
Not far away, Gu Chulan and the remaining young disciples stood quietly aside.
Lu Wenyu died, and the saint's gaze swept across the West Sea. Unfortunately, only the body of the three priests remained, and the terrifying existence in the ghost flags had long since disappeared.
After meeting Lu Caiwei from Kunlun on the way, he realized that the one who came to the rescue was actually Shen Yu from the Dao Sect, who was recently famous in Linghuang.
Gu Chulan could be said to be very familiar with this person, but also very strange.
Because Shen Yu is a genius in both Taoism and Swordsmanship, the rumors about swordsmanship are even bigger than his Taoism.
Gu Chuluan once asked Senior Brother Zuo Tai'a who was the stronger swordsman between the two.
In the end, the senior brother only left one sentence, "In a life-and-death fight, I will die and the other will live. In ordinary sword fights, I can win eight or nine times."
Therefore, many young people in Sword Immortal City want to fight against this Taoist genius.
But now, Gu Chulan had completely put away this thought.
Because he saw the sword falling from the sky from the beginning to the end, breaking the Nine Yin Formation, and then cutting off the ghost flag, and the main soul with the soaring sky flame also fell under his sword.
There is such an amazing person among the geniuses in the world.
Gu Churan looked a little disappointed.
one day one Night.
Shen Yu was still closing his eyes and adjusting his breath. During this period, several powerful and secret auras came to this place, glanced at Shen Yu, and then quietly retreated for unknown reasons.
The third day.
Lingshan on the border of the West Sea.
Countless rays of Buddha light rose into the sky, and along with it, the remaining Buddha statues began to tremble.
Countless monks wearing cassocks stood on the square, chanting Buddhist sutras in front of the largest Buddha statue, with incomparable piety.
Everyone is hoping that the statues that have lost their Buddha nature can regain their light, because this is the most dangerous moment for Lingyin Temple.
Huike stood at the front with a calm face, twirling the Buddhist beads in his hand.
Monk Duwan walked up to him and looked at the broken Buddha, somewhat in a trance.
The host and Sword Buddha pulled all the holy places in the world into Xizhou, and also led to the sea of blood. With the strength of Buddhism, it is simply impossible to deal with those holy places alone.
So when Qianchuan Land approached him, he chose to cooperate.
And now, Lu Wenyu is dead.
Li Qinglian's promise has been fulfilled, so what Lingyin Temple needs to do next is to awaken ten thousand Buddhas and break through Xiguan.
As long as we return to Central Continent, we have the will of the hundreds of millions of people in the Tang Dynasty.
Buddhism will return to its prosperous age.
In fact, this was the plan set by Sword Buddha. Over the past thousands of years, the status of Buddhism has plummeted. Until Monk Ku was suppressed by the emperor in the imperial capital with a human formation, the scene of Buddhism became increasingly declining. ..
Dongzuzhou and Zhongzhou, the two most populous continents, have no Buddhist temples except Donglai Temple.
As for Xizhou, it lacks spiritual power and has a sparse population. Several Buddhist kingdoms are about to be destroyed by wind and sand.
The great ambition of the Buddha back then was about to be shattered.
When great aspirations are shattered, that is when the Buddha dies.
The distress monk is not willing to wait, and the Sword Buddha is not willing to wait.
"Uncle..." Hui Ke looked at the solemn-looking uncle in front of him. The uncle who was used to seeing the wind and light clouds had an unprecedented expression of helplessness on his face, which made him a little puzzled.
Du Wang raised his head, looked in the direction of the West Sea, and said calmly: "Lu Wenyu died, and the three priests of the Blood Sea were also wiped out by the saint. Someone will be coming to the academy soon. Please go to the Sword Buddha Patriarch."
Huike looked at Monk Duwan in confusion and said, "Junzi Lu is one of the most respected gentlemen in the academy. No matter how powerful the three priests of the Sea of Blood are, they cannot kill him. Who did it?"
"
Monk Duwan said nothing.
Because even he couldn't tell who was responsible, the Buddhist sect was very clear about the situation of the blood sea priests.
Except for the Lord of the Blood Sea, the Elder, and the High Priest, there is no way anyone else can pose a threat to this world.
But it was only the three priests who appeared in Xihai, but they were able to kill Lu Wenyu.
What exactly Li Qinglian did here, Duwanseng could not guess at all.
Now, all the power of Lingyin Temple is used here. As long as the Ten Thousand Buddhas wake up and form the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, even if the three founders of the Tao Sect come in person, they will never be able to destroy it.
This is also the trump card why he, Sword Buddha and the Disaster Monk dare to bring all the holy places in the world to Xizhou.
The sea of blood is just a little trouble, the real trouble is in the academy, in Daozong, and in Qingdi City. ..
"Go ahead."
For a long time, Monk Duwan just urged Huike softly without explaining.
Huike nodded, turned and left.
...
West Sea.
The fifth day.
Shen Yu slowly opened his eyes.
Lu Caiwei was covered in wind and snow, and her beautiful eyelashes were hung with a layer of white frost. Practitioners are not afraid of the cold, but these days, her mind is tied to Shen Yu, and she has forgotten to use her spiritual power to avoid the wind and snow.
"A monster that died thousands of years ago is a bit troublesome to fight." Shen Yu brushed the falling snow off the woman's shoulder and said softly.
Lu Cai looked at him carefully, and when he saw that his breathing was stable, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak.
"Gu Chuluan from Sword Immortal City has met Senior Brother Shen." A cheerful voice interrupted the woman's words.
Lu Cai turned his head slightly and gave Gu Churan a hard look.
The latter was stunned for a moment, then touched his head in embarrassment and looked around sheepishly.
However, he didn't care that Jianxian City had been on good terms with Dao Sect for generations, not to mention that seeing this world-famous young man with his own eyes made Gu Chuluan feel extremely excited.
Several young people following him also saluted.
Shen Yu looked at him and asked in surprise: "Didn't He Xichao take you back to Sword Fairy City? Why are you still here?"
Gu Churan grinned and explained: "Uncle He took Senior Brother Lin back. My sword intention was not perfect enough, so I stayed here to practice. Besides, being born in the sea of blood, fighting with those creatures will help me hone my sword intention even more."
Shen Yu nodded and said gently: "It is difficult to practice the heart of the sword. Although the creatures in the blood sea do not understand supernatural powers and spells, they are physically strong. If you encounter them, it is best to learn from those martial arts, do some kung fu with fists and feet, and practice sword practice. You must have a sword in your hand every day.”
Gu Chulan nodded, with a lot of respect in his eyes, while several young disciples in the distance had shocked faces, because in their eyes, Shen Yu and Gu Chulan were both peers, and there was no seniority gap between them.
At this moment, Gu Chulan looked like a disciple, and Shen Yu looked like an elder giving guidance to the younger generation.
Neither of them noticed this weirdness.
If any disciples from Sword Immortal City were to come here again, they would definitely find this unbelievable.
In the next few days, Gu Chulan left first with a few others.
Lu Caiwei received a message from the Kunlun disciples.
The wind and snow have stopped.
Shen Yu stood on the shore. The sea breeze blew up his clothes, and a few hairs fell down on his delicate face.
Lu Caiwei was a little reluctant to give up.
When she saw Shen Yu for the first time in the East China Sea, she thought about what his expression would be like if he saw her true face one day.
So, in Fuyao Mountain, she thought about taking off her veil.
Unfortunately, it was not untied in the end.
Then they met in Xihai in a hurry. When the matter was over, she couldn't think of a reason to take off the veil.
Several years have passed and things have changed.
"I'm leaving." Lu Caiwei said softly.
Shen Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Kunlun Mountain
, in addition to your master, Master Lu is also very capable, but there is a sword skill that you must learn. "
Thinking of her previous life, Shen Yu looked serious.
Kunlun is the ancestral land of the Taoist sect, and it is also the place where the Taoist tradition is left by the Taoist ancestors. Not only Taoism, magic, Taoism, but also some swordsmanship of sword cultivators.
Taixuan once discussed Taoism with the three ancestors of Kunlun Jade for nine days.
In the middle, there is no mention of Taoism and magical powers.
Even in the art of swordsmanship, there have been disputes.
The Third Patriarch's swordsmanship was unparalleled in the spiritual world. If Taixuan hadn't been born out of nowhere, the title of the number one swordsman might have belonged to that Third Patriarch.
Even the sword god from Fuyao Mountain is far behind compared to him.
Lu Caiwei gathered his emotions and asked, "The master is still proficient in swordsmanship?"
Shen Yu nodded and said: "Zhang Lu teaches Taoism and Swordsmanship. I don't know how to reach the sky. His swordsmanship is no worse than that of the city lord of Sword Immortal City. Moreover, that swordsmanship is extremely suitable for women to practice."
Lu Caiwei's eyes lit up, and it turned out that the master master still had the skills to keep the bottom of the box.
Shen Yu smiled and said, "When you go back, ask him, now that the Linghuang Immortal is here, when will the Immortal Killing Sword be released?"
Lu Caiwei frowned and said softly: "The immortal is coming? The Immortal Killing Sword?"
Shen Yu looked into the distance and said nothing.
The "immortal" has long been outside the spiritual wasteland. The Taoist ancestor, the Buddha, and the Confucian sage have disappeared, and they are inseparable from the "immortal".
The same was true for the deaths of Tai Xuan and Zhang Xujing.
Perhaps that "immortal" is always watching Linghuang, and the way of heaven is no longer able to resist.
That's why the three spiritual treasures were allowed to enter the spiritual wasteland and kill those super powerful practitioners who had reached their peak.
Kunlun's Immortal Killing Sword.
This most powerful sword in the world has been silent for countless years. ..
After reaching the third patriarch of the Taoist sect, the world has gradually forgotten this sword that can kill even immortals.
He once killed a real immortal.
Shen Yu did not explain, but Lu Caiwei stepped on the flying sword and left gracefully.
The two met for a short time.
There was no parting emotion in Shen Yu's heart. In the long years, Shen Yu remembered very few emotions.
Parting is not among them.
A gentleman from the academy died in Xihai. Even if the saint lowered his gaze, he could not find the real murderer.
And Shen Yu's existence will definitely make the academy suspicious, so Shen Yu is waiting.
Waiting for someone to come from the academy.
Because of Su Mo's relationship, he once recuperated at Yujing Mountain of the academy and was very familiar with the academy.
Even Shen Yulian had some guesses about the person who was coming.
They just didn't expect that even he would dare to leave the imperial capital. I'm afraid they really thought that.
There are no enemies in the imperial capital now.
