Volume 1, Chapter 88 of the Sword Fight in the Taoist Temple in the Mountains

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"Master Yueyao is so humble. I can see this only because I am an outsider."

Master Mu Yuan sighed slightly. He looked up at the sword in mid-air, and his eyes inevitably showed fire.

Two major repairmen in succession failed, once again proving the importance of this inheritance.

Even if he is the master of the Immortal Sect who dominates a domain, he will not be recognized.

If he can get it, he will definitely be able to take that step and become a truly immortal saint in his lifetime!

As for whether he can prove the Tao and become emperor, and become one of the few Tao sects who can stand side by side with the Taoist ancestors throughout the ages, it all depends on his luck in the future.

Yes, luck, or luck.

Hope must be very small.

Because I don’t know how many years ago, after the great catastrophe of the ancient times, there has never been a real emperor on the mainland of China.

Over the years, thousands of dynasties have risen and fallen, and the people who stand at the top of the cultivation world have changed one after another. The realm of the strongest has always been half-step to the imperial realm.

And it is obviously far away from the real imperial realm.

Over the years, in the spiritual world, there is only one person who is regarded as the most promising person to truly become emperor.

That person is Ye Jiu.

Because he is the youngest swordsman and the most lethal swordsman.

People have seen the most thorough understanding of the sword, the most arrogant, and the most unrestrained person.

Before he became a saint, he crossed a thousand-mile river of monsters alone and fought against endless monsters. Then he broke through and became a saint, directly killing the king-level king who had been immersed in this realm for an unknown number of years. The great demon then returned safely.

Ye Jiu's talent shocked all the intelligent creatures of the human and demon tribes on the Chinese mainland.

Therefore, many people at that time believed that Ye Jiu was the most promising person to break the shackles and become the Sword Emperor with the help of swordsmanship in his lifetime.

So he died.

Because there is no emperor allowed in the world.

Thinking of these, Master Muyuan's heart suddenly became cold, and he looked at the sword with some emotion.

In this era where no one can claim the title of emperor, the human race is divided and confronts the demon race. The restricted area is mysterious and cannot be crossed. The world seems to have become accustomed to this situation. No one person or demon can unify the world.

Even the most talented emperor can only defeat other dynasties of the human race to surrender, then cede territory and pay compensation, bow his head and surrender, and then push the demon clan back into the demon river.

The world has not been unified for many years.

And if there is such a being, it will appear.

So whether he is a human or a monster, he will definitely become the public enemy of the strongest people in the entire Chinese continent, and the strong people in the world will come to besiege him. It doesn't matter which camp that person is from, he must die, because no one wants to He was being overridden.

The battle in which Ye Jiu died happened very suddenly. I don't know how many people took action, and I don't know how many people were seriously injured by Ye Jiu.

I don’t know how many powerful people were watching in the clouds and mist, but their true appearance was never revealed from beginning to end.

Although Ye Jiu lost, he lost to the people of the world.

"I admire your character and courage. I wonder if you can respect me?"

Mu Yuan's eyes were solemn, and he slowly took a step forward, with a peach wood sword appearing in his hand.

When everyone behind saw this, especially the crazy Taoist, there was a strong sense of fear in their eyes.

Different from him, Mu Yuanzhen is an orthodox Taoist cultivator of Zhenzhen'er. The peach wood sword in his hand has killed countless demons and monsters. He will feel scared just by looking at it, let alone for so many years. He has been being hunted by the Taoist sect.

This is because Xuanyu is too far away from the Maoshan Sect, and Muyuan Zhenren has never traveled far. I don't know much about his past story as a crazy Taoist. At most, I have only heard of such a traitor.

Otherwise, Mu Yuan Zhenren would definitely not hesitate to kill the crazy Taoist the moment he saw him, and even if the latter possessed forbidden skills, he would probably not be an enemy of Yihe.

After all, he is a truly powerful Taoist cultivator among the seven realms.

Fairy Yueyao wisely stepped back and positioned herself directly behind Master Muyuan. Obviously she also wanted to protect the Taoist master.

Everyone in the room focused their attention on Mu Yuan Zhenren, and they looked a little solemn.

They had heard about the strength of Mu Yuan Zhenren to some extent. Unlike the female sect leader of the Immortal Sect, the latter was a truly powerful figure who had been immersed in the Seven Realms for a long time, and the Taoist sect itself had a relationship with Jiange. Some of the origins are that the two sects have similar concepts of slaying demons, defending the Tao, and being chivalrous and righteous.

And they are all good with swords.

If we were to ask who has the best chance of inheriting Ye Jiu's kendo heritage based on paper conditions, then that person should undoubtedly be Mu Yuan.

It's just that he is too old, so he may not be easily accepted by Baiyu Sword.

I saw the Mu Yuan master walking to the field, holding his sword and saluting the white fish in the air, and then without saying a word, with a serious expression, he condensed a trace of Taoist source on the peach wood sword.

The source of the golden light was bright, and contained a trace of hot true flames. It wrapped the mahogany sword body almost in an instant, and then suddenly increased by dozens of feet. The red golden fire illuminated the entire place, forcing everyone to be helpless. Dare to look directly.

Just listen to the old man dancing the peach wood sword, making a Taoist hand seal with his left hand, his long eyebrows flying, and reciting magic spells plausibly in his mouth, and then the sword light thundered in the field, and it chopped on the white fish sword.

The latter's sword sensed Mu Yuan's fighting intention, and suddenly let out a violent groan, as if he was excited.

He has not met an opponent for many years, whether before Ye Jiu's life or after his death.

Even though he was just an ordinary iron sword at first, in Ye Jiu's hands, he became the strongest iron sword in the world.

In the following kendo career, he cut iron like clay many times and never lost a single sword fight.

Now, Master Muyuan takes the initiative to provoke him and awaken his sword intention. The purpose is to arouse his competitive spirit and let the two compete.

As the saying goes, swords follow people. It is true that Ye Jiu is very strong, but he has been dead for a long time, and his sword Baiyu may not be so powerful.

As a Taoist sword master, he naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to have a sword fight with Baiyu. This could be regarded as seizing a gap to some extent. If he succeeded and he won, then the inheritance of swordsmanship would be gone. The reason is no longer your own.

However, imagination is beautiful.

When the white fish sword became excited and released its sword intent, Mu Yuan immediately regretted it.

The soft yet shining cold white light shone on the entire scene again.

A whine that sounded like a whale and a fish, followed by a bright sword energy, flashed in everyone's mind.

This sword energy has no realm, no strength or weakness, or even any power.

It seems to be just a ray of light that automatically emits from the White Fish Sword. When everyone looks at it, it will appear in everyone's mind and will not cause any harm. White Fish just needs to prove it to the world. , he has been here before.

And you can come when you want and leave when you want.

"This is the true way of swordsmanship!"

Master Muyuan's heart trembled and he groaned, not knowing what kind of blow he had suffered.

Everyone just saw him lighting up his sword fire, and then Baiyu's sword light flashed past, and his sword fire suddenly flashed and went out.

Bang!

Muyuan Zhenren fell to the ground with a bang and almost fell.

He staggered back two steps in despair, leaning on the ground with the peach wood sword in his hand, staring at the radiant sword in mid-air with an expression of disbelief and despair. At this moment, it was slowly returning to calmness.

The rust on it is still there, as if the sword has never been sharpened and is just an ordinary iron sword.

"At that moment, I seemed to be seen through by it. What I was thinking about, how much I thought about the sword in my hand, what I had learned all my life, every sword move I was going to make, and even the arc of the sword sliding at every moment were all captured by it. See through the sword!"

Muyuan Zhenren's heart was trembling. He could not imagine such a thing, but it happened.

The moment the White Fish Sword showed its light, he felt that there was something indescribable in his Taoist heart. In front of this fairy sword, he had no possibility of reservation, so he Defeat without a fight.

"This can be considered a fight with that sword immortal. The gap is so huge."

Master Mu Yuan sighed lightly. He also stood there and struggled for a long time. He was somewhat unconvinced, just like Fairy Yueyao was dissatisfied. They both believed that they had not used their true strength and wanted to fight for it again. .

But, he is a member of the Taoist sect after all.

"If you continue to cut off, you will be subject to chaos."

"That's all, just treat it as a chance."

Master Mu Yuan shook his head and laughed at himself, then put away the peach wood sword in his hand, slowly stepped back, and gave up his position to everyone.