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Chapter 2001: Da Ri Jian Zi's Choice
The Fuso Saint is asking.

She asked the king she had chosen whether he accepted her love and would live and die together for the rest of his life.

How did the young man in blue respond?
Are there really any living beings in this world who would let down such a woman?

Keng!
The young man in blue didn't answer, and it was unclear whether he agreed or refused.

He drew his sword, cold murderous intent bursting out, and walked towards the Fusang Sun Fairy Fruit. He stopped in a hazy mist of time and space, and looked back at the woman.

There is the aura of the Eight-Step Taoist here.

No matter where this Eight-Step Taoist came from or why he came, it doesn’t matter. The only important thing is that this Eight-Step Taoist violated the laws of the Immortal Sect, so he can die.

"This is the fog of time and space. It is possible that it will intersect with another sect."

The Fusang Saint Lady explained softly, "Leaving opportunities in time and nurturing opportunities is not a unique method of the Fusang Holy Land. Some other sects may also have such skills. Therefore, we may meet at the low point of time and space, and there will be some competition."

"But your majesty, there is no danger here."

“You are free to make whatever decision you want.”

The Fusang Saint said: "At this point in time, the two true fairies are in the Wanfa Emperor Heaven, the Sun God Son and the Seven Killing Sword Son are seriously injured, and any remaining creatures will hardly pose a threat to you."

Everything she did was meticulous and she took every aspect into consideration, so the timing was no coincidence.

"There should be an old friend inside."

The Fuso Saint guessed.

A sect that has been entangled with the Fuso Holy Land for countless years and multiple eras, but has never been regarded as an opponent by the Fuso Holy Land and has never been truly taken seriously.

She described many things and various plans in detail, which was a very typical style of a Buddhist monk who takes one step and looks at ten thousand steps ahead.

Keng!
But before these words appeared, the swordsman had already swung his sword, tearing apart space and time and revealing the fog of time.

Amidst the curtains of time, a beautiful woman with snow-white skin bowed slightly.

"Bye,"

"The Great Sun Sword Master."

The voice of this beautiful woman is enchanting, moving and tingling.

Jiang Ding stared at her without saying anything.

After a moment, he frowned, sheathed his sword, and ignored the creature.

Because it is not the entity.

"In this era, the battle for the relic is at a low point, and the Holy Land of Hehuan has failed again."

The beautiful woman sighed.

The Fusang Holy Land owns the Fusang Sacred Tree, which is naturally located at the high point of time and space. It can naturally make the most efficient use of the time tides, has huge geographical advantages, and can always find stronger creatures every time. The Hehuan Holy Land has failed again and again in such competitions and has never succeeded.

The same is true in this era.

The Fusang Saint ignored her, as if it were air, just like the phoenix never paid attention to the pheasant with bright feathers. There was a natural gap between the two.

Keng~
Amid the wind, there was the sound of a soft sword.

Shelving the sword was not out of mercy, but as a clone she was not worthy of receiving the Taiqing Flying Sword. Without such an honor, the sword energy in the wind was the destination she deserved.

"The Great Sun Sword Master,"

"I hope to discuss with you the path that the Ancient Emperor of All Laws deduced in his later years, the Quasi-Ninth-Level Dao Fruit Dao Son."

Hehuan Daozi was not panicked and chuckled.

The Hehuan Taoist of this era is an Eight-Step Taoist, one of the strongest Taoists in the endless starry sky, and he has his own calm demeanor.

Keng!
The sharp and hot sword energy stayed firmly at the center of Hehuan Daozi's eyebrows. The tip of the sword pierced the snow-white and delicate skin, and a drop of deep red blood slowly flowed out, as crystal clear as a ruby.

Hehuan Daozi stared at the sword energy with his eyes and felt a chill in his heart.

She had heard about how powerful the current Daoists were, but she did not care too much about it because she was not an ordinary Eight-Step Daoist either. She was one of the strongest Daoists in the late Immortal Dynasty. Naturally, she was a little proud and did not think that she would be weaker than those of the same level.

Now, witnessing this sword energy, she was shaken.

"Daoist Hehuan,"

"Please tell me."

The sword energy dissipated silently, and Jiang Ding spoke in a gentle and friendly tone.

No matter when and where, he is very welcome to anyone who is willing to discuss further the path of immortality with him. These are all good fellow Taoists.

"Jianzi is indeed a sincere swordsman."

"Hehuan is very envious."

He Huan Daozi smiled slightly, and spoke in a gentle voice, "At the end of his life, the Wanfa Ancient Emperor seemed to have a premonition that the future Immortal Dynasty would collapse and the royal bloodline would wither, so he began to make some attempts to try to give birth to true fairies in the future, and to give birth to true fairies stably from generation to generation."

"This will protect future generations and the human race."

"This is the source of the Dao Fruit Technique, the thoughts of a Human Emperor at a certain moment."

"Failed?"

Jiang Ding asked.

The Wanfa Immortal Dynasty has collapsed and perished. This is history.

"Yes,"

"Even the most powerful emperor cannot reverse the power of time."

He Huan Daozi sighed, "After trying for a while, the Wan Fa Ancient Emperor gave up on this path, thinking it was impossible to succeed, and threw it away."

"This casually discarded manuscript is regarded as a supreme treasure by the Wanfa royal family."

“The Dao of Dao Fruit has thus spread across the endless starry sky, developing and developing continuously. Now, in our era, there is the possibility of a quasi-ninth-level Dao Fruit Daoist.”

“This is the source of countless bloody storms in this era.”

She introduced to the young man in blue a detailed introduction to the political situation of the Immortal Dynasty at that time, as well as the many disturbances and the deepest reasons for the fighting.

The many actions of the 'Crazy Lord' Beidou Supreme were the source of the various behaviors of the Hehuan Supreme and the last Wanfa Emperor Weizicheng, such as introducing the coalition forces of the Shinto and demon clans into the Wanfa Emperor's Heaven and personally destroying the Wanfa Immortal Dynasty.

There are unknown reasons for the seeming chaos.

"The Wanfa Ancient Emperor believes that this road is blocked,"

"You think this path has hope. Is this the stupidity and arrogance that is unique to Daoguo Daozi?"

Jiang Ding asked calmly.

"Jianzi, that's not the case."

"How could the Ancient Emperor of All Laws have the same hope as us?"

He Huan Daozi said seriously: "A quasi-ninth-rank Daozi, a quasi-true fairy, what is the difference between this and an ant to the Wanfa Ancient Emperor? This is failure."

"But for us, this is the way."

"Once we achieve the supreme status as a quasi-ninth-level Daoist, we will be the strongest in the endless starry sky, rebuild the endless glory of the Immortal Dynasty, and turn the Immortal Dynasty into the land of the sect."

"Isn't such glory enough to sacrifice one's life?"

She said it very frankly.

What the Emperor of Man discarded with a sludge was already supreme to them.

"You have a point, fellow Daoist."

"It is indeed enough to risk one's life."

Jiang Ding nodded, agreeing with this reason, and did not dare to stand on the height of the Human Emperor to despise such an existence.

"But,"

"In history, did you fail?"

"Not only you, but also Beidou Supreme who was better than you also failed. This is the result." Jiang Ding questioned.

In the future, the Hehuan Taoist in front of him and the Beidou Taoist of this era will become masters. It was in their struggle that the Immortal Dynasty collapsed, and the Shinto and demon clans officially rose. It can be said that they were both notorious figures in history. They were called mediocre, incompetent, and racial sinners by many people, and they ruined the human race.

"Perhaps so."

“This road is not easy to walk. There are too many difficulties.”

He Huan Daozi chuckled and said, "So Jianzi, are you interested in Aiming at the Ninth Order Daoguo Daozi?"

"If you are interested, could you lend me a helping hand and push me to the level of the quasi-ninth rank?"

"By the way, I won't give you any reward."

She was laughing and talking, and said very shameless and rude words, which made people wonder if she was still asleep and had hallucinations.

"it is good."

"I am very happy to be a helper to you, fellow Taoist."

Jiang Ding agreed without any hesitation.

This decisiveness was in stark contrast to the communication with the Fuso Saint.

"Then I will wait for your good news."

"Then, the present-day Holy Lady of Hehuan, I, your junior, will give you the complete inheritance of the Quasi-Ninth-Level Dao Fruit Conjecture of the Holy Land of Hehuan."

Hehuan Daozi was not surprised. After performing the thousand bows ceremony, his body slowly collapsed and disappeared.

She came to this place in the mist of time just for this matter.

Here, this period of time gradually returned to peace, and the surroundings were quiet.

Only the Fusang Sun Fairy Fruit was shining brightly, and the true immortal-level treasure generated by the sun's law was slowly rotating, and there was no longer any obstacle between it and the sword cultivator.

As long as you stretch out your hand, you can pick it and get the chance to become an immortal.

The final decision is about to come.

Right now.

The Fusang Saint held her breath slightly, feeling nervous unconsciously, and beads of sweat formed on her palms.

The young man in green placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, staring at the opportunity to become a true immortal, the Fusang Sun Immortal Fruit, and the ladder to true immortality that were within his reach. One could clearly see the struggle between the conscience and the man in his heart, his heart for Taoism and his heart for sword were in violent conflict, and his sword soul could not remain calm and was struggling hard.

for a long time,

For a long time.

Time has been passing, and the swordsman has been thinking, thinking about his own swordsmanship, his own path. A thousand years have passed quickly, in the blink of an eye.

Finally, on this day, the sword cultivator completely relaxed.

His expression was calm and he stopped struggling.

The Holy Lady of Fuso had been accompanying the sword cultivator, and suddenly she had a very bad feeling in her heart.

Keng!
Before she could have more thoughts, the sword cultivator put his sword back into the scabbard and never looked at the true immortal level opportunity in front of him, the Fusang Sun Immortal Fruit.

He turned and left without any reluctance.

Ending a thousand years of struggle.

His sword heart was focused, his steps were steady, he felt calm and detached, as if he had seen the true meaning of the way of the sword, feeling great freedom and joy.

"why?"

The Fuso Saint cried like a little girl.

The young man in blue paused for a moment.

"kendo,"

"Kendo... Does Kendo conflict with chance?"

The Fusang Saint shrugged her shoulders and sobbed, "Is your swordsmanship only based on your mind and does not require any chance? Will I hinder your swordsmanship?"

"For a sword cultivator who has received a great opportunity, will his sword heart become dim in the future?"

"There is no such truth!"

silence.

There is silence here.

The young man in blue was not feeling guilty or moved by the woman's crying. He was just thinking about how to describe his swordsmanship with precise words.

"The Great Sun Sword Dao is not like that."

"I can't, I can't use external objects to complete my sword-wielding True Fairy breakthrough."

Jiang Ding said slowly: "Becoming a true fairy is not my goal, and becoming an emperor is not my goal either. Becoming an immortal fairy is my path."

“I don’t need any external help.”

"I will definitely achieve a breakthrough in swordsmanship. This is inevitable. This is 100%. This is a fact of the future."

"No chance is needed."

"But this is the arrogance of a sword cultivator."

"This is not the fact of the endless starry sky."

The Holy Lady of Fusang cried, "In the deduction of 'Experiencing the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, Destroying the Law, and Transforming into the Great Sun Sword Soul Embryo', even if all aspects are successful and all theoretical goals are achieved, you will only have a 41% success rate of breaking through the ninth step."

"Don't you always emphasize experiments and objective facts?"

"That's your mathematics, the objective facts of matter, unaided by any chance."

“This is when all projects are completed as planned.”

"This is the limit of matter without any chance. The nine steps of nirvana for living beings are filled with too many unknowns. No one can calculate everything."

"Since there is an opportunity, why do you want to avoid it deliberately?"

"Opportunity, this is what you got from fighting with swords, how can it be considered an external force?"

"You fucking bastard!!!"

she cried and cursed.

"You don't know enough about the way of the sword."

"The way of immortals is both materialistic and idealistic. The swordsman tells me that I will definitely win."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "I have already said that I will definitely succeed and break through the ninth step. This is an indisputable objective fact and does not require any chance."

"Besides, when did I say I didn't want the Sun Fruit?"

"Ah?"

The sobbing Fusang Saint was stunned, her eyes blurred with tears.

Didn’t you say that without any chance, one can break through the nine-step limit and become a true fairy?
"The immortal world is material."

"I need immortal-level substances to complete the reconstruction of my body and flying sword, saving the time that would inevitably take more than a million years of dormancy to synthesize immortal-level substances by myself."

Jiang Ding said patiently: "So, I will pick the Fusang Sun Fruit."

"The time will come after I complete the nine-step essence breakthrough."

"The chance of becoming a true immortal has always been just a material, not something that determines my fate. My fate belongs to me, and I will definitely be able to complete the Nine-Step Nirvana breakthrough."

"Is that clear enough for you?"

"what……"

The Fuso Saint was completely stunned, letting the tears in her eyes drip onto the ground.

(End of this chapter)