The Fourth Lingshi Financial Crisis

Chapter 444

Being mocked by Mo Yunlan, Lin Jianxing's face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face.

He stared into Mo Yunlan's eyes, and smiled angrily: "Good Mo Yunlan, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? I think you are playing tricks for the benefit of Duzhitang!"

Hearing what Lin Jianxing said, Mo Yunlan knew that her persuasion just now had no effect at all.

He turned his head helplessly, looked at the rushing Qinglan River, and sighed: "Master Lin, if you insist on going your own way, then I will give you a wise saying that Elder Luo Shen said before his death."

"Oh? I don't know what advice Elder Luo gave me back then?"

Mo Yunlan pointed to the Qinglan River at the foot of the Canglang Pavilion, and said word by word: "People go to high places, and water flows to low places! It is the various rules in the open and in the dark that constitute the basis for the survival of the cultivation society." The foundation, without the ability to change fate against the sky like the head of Ma, but wants to override the rules, there will be no good results!"

Following Mo Yunlan's finger, Lin Jianxing stared at the rushing Qinglan River in a daze.

After a while, he actually burst out laughing.

This time it was Mo Yunlan's turn to be puzzled, "Why are you laughing?"

Lin Jianxing didn't answer, but drew the Bailoujian, the magical weapon of the Wuliangjian Sect and the Zhenpai from his waist, pointed at the Qinglan River and said, "It is indeed a natural principle for water to flow downhill, but our generation of cultivators are originally Going against the sky to pursue longevity, if you don’t have the awareness to fight against the sky and the earth, how can you achieve the avenue of longevity?”

Seeing Lin Jianxing draw out the divine sword Bailou, Mo Yunlan's heart sank suddenly: "Master Lin, what exactly do you want to do?"

This time Lin Jianxing didn't answer, but the aura around him surged like a tsunami.

He actually began to pour all his mana into Bailoujian!
With Lin Jianxing urging the Divine Sword Bailou with all his strength, the aura environment of the Wuliang Mountains was like a sixteenth-level typhoon.

The powerful aura fluctuations of the monks on the sixth floor of the Yuanying stage set off waves of auras, and even the three-dimensional space around the Canglang Pavilion was shattered by the supreme power of the monks at the Yuanying stage, revealing a bizarre and immeasurable sea of ​​void. ontology.As Lin Jianxing's mana continued to pour in, this Immeasurable Sword Sect's town-sect divine weapon soon swayed with a destructive aura, making Mo Yunlan, who is also a mid-Yuanying mid-stage monk, unable to withstand the pressure and retreat half a step.

As we all know, the Wuliang Sword Sect has two supreme weapons of equal power:

They are the exclusive sword [Bailou] for the sword-wielding elders of the Wuliang Sword School, and the exclusive sword [Lou Guan] for the head of the Wuliang Sword School.

Before becoming the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Lin Jianxing had served as an elder holding swords for more than 400 years. , did not take over from Mo Yunlan the exclusive Saber Building of the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect as usual, but still holds his original Saber White Building.

With the blessing of the divine sword Bailou, Lin Jianxing's power has far exceeded the limit of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, even an ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator may not be able to withstand the blow of the Shattering Void!
This appalling scene made Mo Yunlan exclaim: "Lin Jianxing, are you crazy?"

However, Lin Jianxing laughed loudly: "How could I be crazy? Mo Yunlan, don't you want to discuss the laws of nature with me? Then I will show you now. As the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, I am above A force over nature—"

Before the words fell, Lin Jianxing had already fully charged, and the Bailou Sword was suddenly lit up with brilliance. Its spiritual pressure was so strong that it had transformed the world around Lin Jianxing into a fragmented sea of ​​void. A large number of three-dimensional beings couldn't understand it at all. Light and shadow images flashed continuously from the boundless sea of ​​emptiness, but in this boundless sea of ​​emptiness that ordinary people can't understand, a white light like a horse suddenly swept out, aiming at the cliffs on both sides of Qinglan River.

Mo Yunlan is no stranger to this move, it is the Nascent Soul Stage ultimate move inherited by the Infinite Sword Sect's Human World Sword——

The third generation is delusional!

Mo Yunlan wanted to stop Lin Jianxing's crazy behavior, but his movements were still one step slower.

Before he had time to take out the Louguan Sword that Ma Tianyi personally gave him for safekeeping from his sword box, he saw the brilliant white aura slapping heavily on the steep mountain walls on both sides of Qinglan River.

"This sword—!"

"Broken River—!"

"Boom—boom—!
Accompanied by earth-shattering loud noises, the southeast corner of the entire Wuliang Mountains trembled violently. Even in Yunlai City, which was dozens of miles away, the cultivators could feel the obvious tremor coming from the direction of the Wuliang Mountains.

Located in the very center of the explosion, the cliffs of the entire Qinglan River Valley seemed to be cut from the center by a giant with an invisible axe. A granite mountain weighing hundreds of millions of tons was like a hot knife cutting butter. The terrifying sword light of Bailoujian neatly sliced ​​down from the junction of the ground, and fell into the Qinglan River with the momentum of Mount Tai.

One stone caused a thousand waves!

The mountain that fell into the river raised water mist hundreds of meters high, and there was even a strong aftermath of aura in it. If Mo Yunlan hadn't set up the Yuanying-level magic shield in time, the Canglang Pavilion, which he has been retreating all year round, would have been destroyed. , I am afraid that the man-made mudslide formed by the landslide and the Qinglan River will be completely destroyed on the spot.

The power of Lin Jianxing's sword directly changed the landscape of the Qinglan River Valley!
As the smoke and dust from the explosion gradually dissipated, and looking at the original Qinglan River channel from above, I saw that the entire river valley had been tightly blocked by collapsed rocks and soil. Unable to continue flowing downstream, a small barrier lake was directly formed, and the water level of the barrier lake continued to rise as time went by.

Slowly putting away the Bailou sword, Lin Jianxing exhaled softly: "Elder Mo, you saw it! The so-called water flowing downhill is not always correct. It mainly depends on us Nascent Souls who have mastered the mighty power of heaven and earth." How do you think about this issue!"

Mo Yunlan took a deep look at Lin Jianxing and said, "Master Lin, even if your Bailou Sword can temporarily cut off the Qinglan River, can you still cut off the Qinglan River forever? Even if it is a barrier lake, there will always be A day to be washed away!"

Lin Jianxing didn't take it seriously at all: "So what? At worst, I'll slash again!"

Mo Yunlan took two steps back and said, "You are so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid of dragging the cultivation world into the abyss?"

Lin Jianxing snorted coldly and said: "Elder Mo, if you really care about the overall situation of the Kyushu cultivation world, then don't object to the decision made by me, the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, that's all for now , I bid farewell!"

After that, Lin Jianxing didn't say any more, turned into a golden rainbow again and went straight to the highest peak of the Wuliang Mountains, the Wuliang Golden Summit.

Seeing Lin Jianxing leave, Mo Yunlan silently pulled out his Louguan sword, and saw him slashing at the original Qinglan River channel, and the Qinglan River barrier lake created by Lin Jianxing was once again captured by Mo Yunlan. A gap was cut, and the Qinglan River began to flow downstream along the original river again.

Staring at the gradually collapsing barrier lake of the Qinglan River, Mo Yunlan sighed quietly: "My withdrawal from the fight for the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect was probably the biggest mistake I made in my life!"

After all, Mo Yunlan also turned into a sea blue light and soared into the sky.

And the direction he rushed to was the retreat place of Cheng Shuying, the Grand Elder of the Merit Hall of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

(End of this chapter)