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Chapter 922: The Cold Cruelty of Sword Dao

Jiang Ding walked between the Riyan River and the Yuexi River with a notebook, writing and drawing from time to time and making plans.

"Since you asked, I will tell you."

Yu Qianzi followed like a tail, answering his own question: "I am here to receive the commemorative gift for the 1,356th championship of the Xiandao League. The competition officials notified me by mail through the Qingmu Xianzong Embassy. I happened to be free, so I came here."

"I just happened to be passing by and saw you here, so I came over."

"Here, look at this trophy."

She took out a golden trophy from her storage magic weapon that was the size of a human head and inlaid with thirty-six top-grade spirit stones.

"champion?"

Jiang Ding finally turned around, a little surprised.

Immortal Alliance.

This is a game with a long history in the Immortal Sect, it has existed since the age without spirits. After thousands of years of iterations, this game is still a household name. The version for mortals is indeed just a game, while the version for immortal cultivators is an extreme test of their spiritual control and computing abilities, and it has a large number of fans in the Immortal Sect.

The Sun-Destroying Lord is one of them. He won the championship of the Immortal Alliance ten times and was known as the Ten-Crown King. He was always proud of it and showed off to others everywhere.

To make an analogy, in a kendo online game, everyone has the same conditions, but someone has been ranked first in kendo for ten consecutive years, which is quite remarkable.

You know, the Xiandao Alliance is different from the sword-fighting online game. It is extremely popular among the immortals and everyone participates in it. Many Heavenly Kings are accustomed to entering it to practice their spiritual control abilities.

The Immortal Sect once experienced a long wartime system.

Any seemingly relaxing pastime is of great use.

Yu Qianzi was able to defeat many Heavenly Lords at the Jindan realm and won the 1,356th championship, which shows his ability in spiritual control and calculation.

"It's awesome."

"If you were born in an immortal sect, you might be an excellent fleet commander."

Jiang Ding sighed.

Spiritual control and calculation are the core capabilities of fleet command.

"Then I'm done."

Yu Qianzi curled his lips and said disdainfully: "I was born in a remote small world of Qingmu Xianzong called Lingwu World ten thousand years ago. It is impossible for me to be accepted by you as a citizen of Xianmen. Without the skills, I would probably die of old age in the Jindan realm."

"..."

Jiang Ding remained silent.

For cultivators from smaller worlds, the Immortal Gate is indeed a desolate place. Even if you are gifted and born with a Taoist body, you will not be considered one of their own if you are not a citizen.

Unless one's moral character scores are extremely high, military exploits are extremely high, and creativity is extremely strong——

But this is impossible.

Other things are fine, but if one is talented, has military achievements and creativity, they can be made up for by acquired qualities. However, things like ideology and morality cannot be innate without education and environmental influence from childhood.

This is an inherent flaw of the Immortal Sect.

The door hinge does not rot, and running water does not rot.

If we cannot gather heroes from all over the world, heroes with excellent thoughts and morals, and outstanding talents, and if we cannot constantly stay vigilant, self-revolutionize, and self-renew, how can we gain a foothold in the world?

We should take the initiative to educate and cultivate small world monks. People with good ideology and morality do not pop out of stones. They need continuous education and cultivation.

Rather, completely free-range.

However, this cannot be done now as it will cause riots and dissatisfaction among many monks and citizens.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Ding sighed slightly in his heart and changed the subject: "Your sword realm has not yet broken through to the immortal realm. Why are you running around all over the place instead of practicing honestly in the Immortal Sect?"

Yes, Yu Qianzi is still in the half-step immortal state and has not made a breakthrough.

Don't know why.

Logically speaking, this shouldn't happen. She should have completed the breakthrough in swordsmanship the moment she broke through the Nascent Soul stage.

'Jianzi, yes, you did a great job.'

Yue Ling's voice sounded, praising: "Daozi, they are very valuable resources for you. You should not suppress them, but make them stronger as much as possible."

"To put it lightly."

"How can one achieve breakthroughs in the way of the sword by simply shutting oneself up in contemplation?"

Yu Qianzi said frantically, "The Qingmu Immortal Sect is too peaceful, especially since I am half a Taoist, they don't bother me at all."

"I can't find any mortal enemy or rival at all!"

"You can't be like you crazy Sun Sword Cultivators, killing anyone you catch without distinguishing between friend and foe, right?"

"If we do this, not only me, but even Ji Liuyue's position will be unstable."

"The Qingmu Immortal Sect is not a sword sect at all. They will not allow such a loss of control to happen. Even Daozi is not allowed to do whatever he wants. This kind of sect atmosphere is not suitable for practicing swordsmanship at all!"

"What about inside the Moon Vein? No one should care if you guys are killing each other."

Jiang Ding said with ill intention.

The Taiyin Sword Sect and the Yuemai Sect have many old accounts with the Immortal Sect. The True Lord Lu Ling had one eye blinded by a man called the True Lord Yin Wu.

She should be killed at a reasonable opportunity.

"This won't work."

Yu Qianzi snorted: "There are not many Yuemai people in Qingmu Xianzong, and they are all sisters. They have known each other since childhood, so I can't do it."

"It's almost the same in the Immortal Sect. The practitioners are all afraid. Even if you insult them in person, they will just smile and respond. They are not willing to start a real life-and-death battle."

"If I force my move, their elders will also take action. It's useless to save face." "I've thought about it, and in this realm, among people of the same level, the only one who can kill me and help me break through is you."

"So, I came over here."

"so,"

"Do you want to kill me or be killed by me......"

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly, realizing the madness of the sword cultivator in the way of the sword.

"Great."

"as you wish."

Keng!
A sword was drawn.

There is a bright light in the sky!

A bright and glorious sun rises up, emitting infinite light to the sky and the earth, carrying the trend of heaven and earth, breaking the law, being immortal, forbidding the law, and sweeping the four directions with the aura of destruction.

The sword energy is like light!
Yu Qianzi's hair stood on end and his whole body trembled.

She held her breath, and gazed greedily and longingly at the bright sun in the sky, carefully feeling the ever-changing immortal will in the rays of light. Every moment, the sword energy changed millions of times.

Finally, the immortal sword light stabilized in an extremely hot and destructive rhythm.

This is the fourth realm of swordsmanship, the realm of immortality!

Immortality is not used for defense, to prevent others from killing you.

But it is used to change!
When a sword is swung out, the aura changes millions of times. In an instant, it finds the rhythm of sword light that targets the enemy's skills and spells, and then changes to produce an ultimate special attack. One part of the power can be used as at least one-fifth of the original power.

Even the most ordinary cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage can use this to face the Heavenly Lord directly!
"Yu Qianzi,"

"I hope you can go one step further and not die."

Jiang Ding used 30% of his strength and wished sincerely.

Yu Qianzi took the initiative to provoke him, so he died.

This is in line with the laws of the immortal sect.

Although this was not his wish, it would affect the already peaceful relations between the realms.

However, holding back to this extent is already his limit.

He is a monk and a human being. He also has feelings and can get angry. There is no reason for him to suppress his feelings for the sake of an enemy and make himself unhappy.

If he is really too useless, he should die.

boom!
The ever-changing sun of destruction became stable, and with it the destructive moonlight and the terrifying aura of slaughtering the moon descended from the sky and landed on the head of the beautiful fairy in white dress in front of him.

"Jiang Dingzi,"

"I certainly will."

Yu Qianzi held the hilt of the sword.

She had anticipated this and was not afraid of it. She had some awareness and even absolute and blind confidence. She did not feel that she was seeking death, but was on the supreme and smooth road to improvement in the way of the sword.

Keng!
She drew her sword and burned her blood.

"kill!"

Yu Qianzi's singing was soft, ethereal and dreamy.

Her body and sword merged into one, transforming into a ray of clear moonlight, carrying a cold and psychedelic taste, as well as a half-step immortal aura, as she charged towards the sun of destruction in the sky.

This scene is very much like a moth flying into a flame.

A rare sight that is rarely seen in the ages appeared in the sky: the bright sun and the quiet moonlight appeared in the sky at the same time and approached each other.

immediately,

boom!
The stalemate lasted only a moment before the Taiyin star was destroyed, and the Taiyin flying sword flew away, along with a charred figure, all breath gone.

The difference is too terrible, they are not on the same level.

The gap between Yu Qianzi and Jiang Ding, no, there is a huge gap between them and all the Taoists. He has innate deficiencies, which he only narrowed down by relying on the realm of swordsmanship.

Half-step immortal swordsmanship.

In the Jindan stage, you can talk with Taoists of the same level on an equal footing, treat each other as friends and confidants, laugh and scold as you please, and draw your sword to chop when you get angry. This is all normal.

No one thought there was a problem, and even if Daozi was angry, he had to endure it.

In the Nascent Soul stage, he has mastered the sword technique of half a step to immortality.

Such a person can become the number one general under the Daozi and have a respected status. Most of the Daozi will affectionately call her "junior sister" or "sister", and their attitude will be even better.

The original hostility, dissatisfaction, and contradictions disappeared in an instant, and they were relied upon and regarded as their trusted team.

As for the random laughter, anger and scolding?

Please be aware of your status.

This is the etiquette and duty that every immortal cultivator should have. It changes with the level of cultivation and realm. One should know it himself and should not be reminded by anyone.

boom!
A ball of charcoal that was no longer recognizable as a human figure and a flying sword that had lost all its spiritual light fell to the ground and sank deeply into the soil.

"well,"

"Are you dead?"

Jiang Ding took a look and didn't care.

He put away his sword, left, and continued to wander around the Big Sun Lake, writing and drawing in his notebook, and continuing to work on the decoration plan for his home.

(End of this chapter)