Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 472: Separate Paths + Waiting to Return
"Elder Su, you incited the disciples of the three peaks to go down the mountain for your own selfish reasons. This is undoubtedly putting your fellow disciples in dire straits. Do you think you can be worthy of the sect and the founder by doing this?"

Su Tong, the elder of Chongyang Peak, shouted angrily with great sorrow.

In the Yunshui Sect, in front of the Guantian Cliff, Su Lianxue, Gu Qingqiu, Yu Changsheng and a few others, along with nearly a thousand inner and outer disciples from the three peaks, were about to go down the mountain in a mighty procession, carrying large and small bags and weapons.

As expected, they were stopped halfway up the mountain.

Not only Elder Su Tong came, but also Fang Han from Caiyun Peak, Dong Li Zhong from Wuxiang Peak, Zheng Yuanqiu from Rizhao Peak, Zhao Zhongming from Luoyan Peak and other elders came.

Even further away, the head master, Yuntai Zhenren, was watching quietly.

He didn't say anything, but from the compassion in his eyes, it could be seen that this master actually had deep helplessness in his heart.

He felt that today's situation was more difficult to handle than the battle between the knife and sword meridians that year.

The dispute between the sword and the knife is just a dispute of ideas.

They are of one mind and wish to make their sect strong.

No matter how many casualties they suffered, they had no real intention of splitting away.

Finally, everyone managed to fight without breaking up and compete for resources in one circle.

However, this time, Su Lianxue, Yu Changsheng and others were determined to pull their disciples out of the sect and even stopped staying at the mountain gate.

What this means is getting ready to move.

To put it more bluntly, it means being independent.

As for the law enforcement elder, Gu Qingqiu from Yaoyang Peak, he didn't say a word. He just followed his wife wherever she went.

If you don’t know him, you might think he is dominated by his wife and has no opinions of his own.

However, these elders and disciples were very familiar with Elder Gu of Yaoyang Peak.

I know that this person is the type of person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much.

He didn't talk or argue.

Once he decides on something, he will stick to it and no one can change his mind.

The only explanation for him wanting to go down the mountain was that Gu Qingqiu was also disappointed with the sect and wanted to go down the mountain to pursue his future.

"Do you all think so?"

He remained silent the entire time and just gave an order that the disciples who were willing to follow him down the mountain would set off today. Gu Qingqiu really didn't want to say too much.

Seeing Su Tong blocking his way and trying to reason with him, he took a step forward and laughed out loud.

“Brother Dongli, you are 113 years old this year. In your early years, you fought with the Taoist Crying of the Samsara Demon Sect by the Black Water River and injured your heart meridian.

Although he recovered from his injuries, his life span was shortened. Now he has at most ten years to live...

Are you so sure that you can get a Seven-Aperture Linglong Grass in the inner palace cave and refine the magic pill to open the acupoints?"

A hint of sneer appeared on Gu Qingqiu's face.

He stayed in the position of law enforcement elder for thirty-six years and made countless contributions. Although he did not make the Yunshui Sect strong, he eliminated countless traitors and captured countless foreign spies.

He experienced hundreds of battles, both big and small, in his life, and had to survive countless times, but he never received the rewards of the inner palace or the allocation of enlightenment pills like the proud disciples of the Brahma Sect and the Chunyang Sect.

The decision makers in the sect's inner court and cave heaven, no matter whether they have long forgotten the Yunshui Taoist temple in the outer peak and the place of origin in the past, but when they get good things, they really only care about their own people.

In other sects, every hundred years, there will be more or less some exceptionally outstanding disciples who have entered the realm of Zhenwu.

However, over the past hundred years of Yunshui Sect's outer peaks, there have been a total of more than 5,000 disciples and elders, but not a single one has broken through to the Zhenwu realm.

This is a joke.

“Junior Brother Zheng, you have no elders to rely on in the inner palace cave. Even if you lower your face to assist nephew Zhang Zhongshu... have you ever thought that there are really good things left that can fall on your Rizhao Peak?
Next year, you will fight to the death and gain nothing. Be careful that your three hundred disciples will become resentful and hate you as their master."

“Brother Zhao, although I don’t know, what promise did they make to you at Luoyan Peak?
But when have you ever seen the disciples and elders of the Alchemy Hall being given priority in obtaining luck? Is it just because of your skills that can only make top-grade elixirs?

When the great catastrophe of the millennium comes, the strong will be respected, and there will be no preferential treatment for the disciples in the rear.

No matter how much you do, you won't get much credit. Instead, you may become the enemy's priority target. If you follow them, do you want to lead all your disciples to death?"

Gu Qingqiu said this with confidence.

Because he knew that not only he had received the news, but everyone in the Yunshui Sect had received an important piece of news.

The Brahma Temple and the Tang family of Jiangzhou jointly attacked Guangyun County, but not only did they fail, but they suffered heavy casualties and were defeated, and even Zhaoshan County was about to be lost.

Now, the forces under Zhou Ping'an's command have been divided into three groups to attack Qiuyuan, Guangshan and Hechi counties. In one day, they have captured three cities in succession and are marching northward without stopping. Their military force is so strong that it is like a raging fire, and is simply unstoppable.

under these circumstances.

As long as Zhou Ping'an does not establish the Yunshui Sect's ancestral hall and does not worship the Taoist Emperor, the great fortune he has obtained will not benefit the Yunshui Sect at all.

Everyone understands this point, and some people are furious but helpless.

The sect did not give its full support but turned a blind eye and just watched them fight to the death. It's no wonder that the disciples did not erect statues of the gods or burn incense to offer sacrifices.

If this disciple had received great favors from the sect when he was young and was loyal to the Yunshui Sect, then that's fine. Even if it means sacrificing himself, he must make contributions to the sect.

But that is not the case.

From beginning to end, the only one who had done Zhou Ping'an and Lin Huaiyu a favor was Su Lianxue from the Feicui Peak lineage, and later on, Gu Qingqiu and Yu Changsheng.

Not only did the disciples and elders from other peaks not give him any help, they also hindered him to some extent.

Let me ask, in this situation, how could Zhou Ping'an allow everyone in the sect to share the good fortune?
Gathering the boundless fortune of millions of people from two counties to support those close to him, no matter how far one goes, no one can argue with this...

"Today, you may look down on him, but if he takes over Jiangzhou in the future, you should not be jealous.

After all, even though the territory is large, there are only so many places that can have enough luck and be beneficial for cultivation. The first ones to come can eat meat, while the latecomers may not even have soup to drink. "

Gu Qingqiu simply made it clear.

We are all thousand-year-old foxes, so there is no need to play any Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

He is not interested in talking about people who talk about benevolence and righteousness but actually talk about self-interest.

The naked benefits are directly put on the table.

If you support us, you will get a share of the profits.

If you don't support me, then fine, we'll each walk on our own half of the road from now on.

Who lives and who dies, who can live forever? Let's wait and see...

"Hmph, you rebellious and arrogant fellow, it seems that Yunshui Sect can no longer tolerate people like you who betray your master and ancestors...

After so many years, it seems that you have forgotten that there are so many ancestors in the inner palace. When will it be your turn as the elder of the outer peak to speak like this? "

A cold and dim voice came.

But it was Elder Zeng Jingzeng, whose face was still slightly pale.

This elder of the inner court was beaten internally by Zhou Ping'an, who was dressed in black and masked, pretending to be a monk from the Brahma Temple. After several days of recuperation, he has almost recovered and his foundation has not been damaged.

Today I am recuperating in the cave, secretly wondering whether I should report to the inner cave and ask my master for help to summon reinforcements.

But unexpectedly, I heard a noisy argument halfway up the mountain.

For a moment, he was quite angry.

That's really funny.

When will it be the turn for these people in the Yunshui Sect to act on their own? Do they still take the ancestors seriously?

As soon as Yu Changsheng saw Elder Zeng Jing, and then looked at the four inner court disciples who were tied with white cloth and had difficulty moving following him, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"I was wondering who it is. Isn't this the elder from the inner court who was beaten by the bald monk from the Brahma Temple? Now that your wound has healed, come out and get some sun. Watch out for another monk running up the mountain gate..."

"I say, that monk almost demolished the ancestral hall and stole the treasures inherited from our sect. You inner court elites, why don't you go and ask for an explanation? You only know how to bully others within the sect. It's really ridiculous."

"presumptuous!"

Zeng Jing was ridiculed by Yu Changsheng, and when he looked at the eyes of the disciples around him, his face turned red with anger.

Without thinking, he pressed down with his backhand.

The overlapping vital energy absorbed the vital energy of heaven and earth on half of the peak, and it turned into a huge fish head with a rumble, and suddenly pressed down.

His cultivation reached the middle stage of Zhenwu, his Qi and spirit were united, and the killer whale's body was as if it had come alive, turning the virtual into the real, giving people the feeling that this was not some physical creature, but a real ancient ferocious beast with tremendous power.

As he swallowed the ferocious fish head that was as big as half a mountain in one gulp, loud shouts rang out from three directions at the same time.

"court death."

I saw a sword light suddenly appear below the fish head, like a misty white cloud, seeming to be there and not there.

As the clouds suddenly appeared, a sharp and exciting cry seemed to be heard in the sky, and the sky was split into two.

The fish head, like the pressure of a mountain, split into two halves silently at the lips.

The cloud and sky phases, the flying feather sword.

Yu Changsheng swung his sword and felt his mind and spirit become relaxed. His aura suddenly reached its peak. The vital energy of heaven and earth gathered madly from all directions, and it seemed as if it was about to transform into a crane flapping its wings and soaring into the sky.

The killer whale, which was as heavy as a mountain, divided its strength in half, just like the flow of a river, and could not hurt her at all.

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Chapter 518: Waiting to Return

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"You have some skills." Zeng Jing's eyes flashed with cold light, and he urged his divine consciousness, pressing down with one hand, and the true form that was torn apart by the sword was about to gather again...

Immediately afterwards, another sword light appeared, and countless frost flowers condensed, and the killer whale's attacking movement paused slightly.

Zeng Jing's body also paused at the same time.

As soon as he opened his mouth, blood spurted out.

He looked down at his chest and saw a sharp sword breaking out of his chest.

An old voice came from behind, saying coldly: "Elder Zeng, although my disciple is not very motivated, you can't bully the weak...

Whatever she did wrong, I, as her master, should punish her. How come it's not your turn?"

Zeng Jing turned around and looked.

"you……"

My heart ached again, and I saw an old man with white hair and beard, like a big monkey. He drew his sword with a smile, gently wiped the blood off the sword, and his eyes were cold.

"The Supreme Elder."

From all directions, a suppressed cry was heard.

All the elders and disciples present knew that this supreme elder was the most unreliable. Throughout the year, he rarely stayed in the Yunshui Sect and was always wandering around, playing around in the world.

Moreover, they also knew that the Supreme Elder, a master of the Zhenwu Realm, did not actually have much ability. When faced with a tough battle, he would either fight recklessly or flee from place to place. He never had the courage to fight a strong enemy seriously.

to be honest.

Our own supreme elder is here just to make people laugh.

Most disciples don’t think he is a great master.

But it is just such a person.

Every strike of the sword is a killing move.

Even Zeng Jing, the elder of the inner palace, had his meridians pierced by his sword, which dispersed his blood and energy.

He didn't cut my heart into pieces with the sword, but he didn't show any mercy either.

Zeng Jing put his hand on his heart, feeling the true energy he had cultivated for 130 years flowing out like a broken clepsydra. His eyes were filled with rage and despair.

"You, you actually ruined my cultivation?"

"That's funny. You're going to kill my disciple, so why can't I destroy your cultivation?

If I hadn't given a little face to the masters in the inner palace, today I would not only destroy your martial arts, but also take your life.

Bah... Do you really think that Yunshui Sect is a place where you have the final say and all the benefits are yours? Why should we go first when something happens?"

Su Youxian said with a smile, pointing at Zeng Jing who had fallen to the ground, jumping up and down like a child, spitting all over her face.

what.

Relying on his status as an elder of the inner court, as soon as he appeared on the mountain, he began to issue orders and treated the elders and disciples of the outer peaks like slaves.

Besides, a hundred years ago, I couldn't enter the cave to practice because of this guy...

If he hadn't squeezed out the quota and secretly made a suggestion, how could he have entered the cave with his mediocre skills that couldn't even block a single blow from his sword?
"Let's go, Xiaoxue'er, Xiaoyu'er, why are you still entangled with them? Although my little disciple has swept across two counties and is very powerful, there are still so many shameless people who want to bully him. We can't just stand by and do nothing. We have to help him."

"Go down the mountain."

Yu Changsheng chuckled.

He glanced at Zeng Jing and the four pale-faced inner court disciples, waved his hand, and a large group of disciples marched down the mountain in a mighty procession.

No longer pay attention to what the other elders say.

……

"Head..."

"Brother Yuntai, are you just going to watch them leave the mountain? Is this still the Yunshui Sect? Are there no sect rules?"

Fang Han was stunned, his eyes wide open as he watched thousands of people go down the mountain.

He wanted to go up and stop it, but he didn't dare.

Zeng Jing, the elder of the inner court, was crippled by that old man. If I am blind and go up to say a few more words, what if that old man gets mad and no longer cares about his grandfather's face and kills him?
For the first time, he felt that the Supreme Elder Su Youxian might be very powerful in combat, and his cheerful appearance in the past was just an appearance.

Being able to cripple an inner court elder in the middle stage of Zhenwu with a single sword strike was unreasonable in itself, regardless of whether the opponent was injured or careless.

In fact, it has reached the level of Zhenwu Realm.

The divine will is integrated into the heaven and earth, the qi and form are combined, and the qi and spirit are combined. There is no such thing as a sneak attack.

Unless Su Youxian's spiritual power is superior to Zeng Jing's, he would be able to deceive his perception and take action.

But how is this possible?

For the first time, Fang Han even felt that his grandfather Fang Chengdong was not reliable enough.

Since the other party dared to attack Zeng Jing, it seemed impossible for Cheng Dong to have much respect for him.

They are all in the Zhenwu realm, it all depends on who has greater ability and who is afraid of whom?

"Don't call me the headmaster. I feel ashamed of the ancestors. I have already offered incense in the ancestral hall and resigned from the position of headmaster."

Master Yuntai said quietly.

"You guys take me, the Sect Leader, seriously?
Have you ever seen a leader of any sect or school who has no autonomy at all?
Any elder from the inner court can be bossy and act superior.

Look, those true disciples don’t take me seriously at all…”

"Stop talking, stop talking..."

Master Yuntai waved his hand to stop the elders who were about to say something.

“From today on, everyone will go their separate ways.

If you want to stay in the mountains, you can practice hard behind closed doors...

I have suddenly realized something. From now on, I have to stay in seclusion for a while. If you have anything to do, don’t look for me.”

After saying this, Master Yuntai didn't care what others thought. He turned around, took a few dives, and disappeared on the Floating Cloud Mountain.

I guess he really went into seclusion.

People say that after many years of being a daughter-in-law, she eventually becomes a mother-in-law.

He didn't even have the chance to become a mother-in-law.

Not only are there many mothers-in-law, but they are also very durable...

……

Outside Zhaoshan City.

The south gate suddenly opened, and a group of black-armored cavalry, about two thousand men, rushed out.

The leading general raised his spear and shouted loudly.

The cavalry behind him responded in unison.

There was a faint white light on these people, and it was obvious that they had been blessed by the Buddha and were full of fighting spirit.

Just run five miles.

Then they saw a cavalry group in front of them, rushing towards them.

The leading general was wearing green armor and a jade crown, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword.

Five hundred riders followed closely behind him. The sound of hooves made the ground shake and rise and fall as if they were one person.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Blood gathering..."

Five hundred shouts resounded through the sky.

The entire cavalry formation suddenly lit up with blood, and its speed suddenly doubled, with a whistling sound.

The black-armored general hadn't reacted yet.

A blue flash of knife light appeared before his eyes, and both the man and the horse were split in half.

Dozens of riders behind him also fell down at the same time.

With the five hundred cavalrymen's infiltration and turn, the two thousand Zhaoshan troops were completely defeated.

The war horses ran wildly and the cavalrymen fled in all directions, crying for their parents and howling loudly.

Some people even fled towards the city.

But I saw that the drawbridge at the South City Gate had been raised early.

They had no choice but to kneel down and surrender, begging for their lives.

When Zhou Ping'an charged into the battle, he casually swung his sword and killed dozens of people. After that, he did not kill any more people, but just shot down the cavalry at random.

He did not even look at the melodious music of the Qingnv behind him, and wherever she passed, a large number of strange phenomena fell...

Instead, he reined in his horse and looked at the city, his mind fixed on the thousands of acres of white light floating above the city, and frowned slightly.

"It seems that this old monk really doesn't treat the common people as human beings, nor does he treat his soldiers as human beings. This is the third time he has sent troops out of the city. He knows that they are sending them to their deaths, but he still insists on attacking. Hey..."

“This is where the difficulty of dealing with the forces under the control of the Brahma Temple lies.

I got the news that about 80% of the people in Zhaoshan City are believers...

A word from the monk in the city can be even more effective than that from the county magistrate.

The old monk Xuanshan sent his troops out of the city without caring about life and death, just to keep Brother Zhou here, for fear that you would escape."

Qingnv is now experienced.

He has a clear understanding of the current battle situation.

At first glance, I understood what Master Xuanshan was thinking.

The monk also understood that if the Ping'an Army was allowed to attack everywhere, the eleven counties under Zhaoshan's jurisdiction would not last more than half a month and would soon fall.

Sending an army out of the city from time to time was of course a suicide mission. He wanted to delay the main force of the Ping An Army and slow down the movements of the Ping An Army. When the Jiangzhou army and reinforcements from various counties arrived, the siege of the city would naturally be lifted.

Speaking of which, Zhou Ping'an really couldn't allow the other party to send troops out of the city to harass him.

He couldn't even get too far away.

Once the old monk finds out that there is no one guarding outside the city, he may really lead his entire army out of the city and attack any side at will, which will cause great suffering to Zhou Ping'an's forces.

"Brother Zhou's swordsmanship has greatly improved and he has reached the Grandmaster level. Can't he break the attack of the orb blessed by the Buddha's power?"

Qingnv was also helpless.

On that day, she also heard that not only Zhou Ping'an could not break the attack of hundreds of thousands of people chanting mantras, but even Bai He, who was in the Zhenwu Dharma Realm, could not withstand the power of the gathered faith and incense.

The result of going in to try is that you will be seriously injured, and if you stay any longer, your body will be blown to pieces.

I don't know how the old monk did it, but the people in the city even divided into two groups, day and night, and prayed non-stop.

There is no loophole to exploit.

"It can't be broken. My strength is still a little lacking. Although the sword intent is strong, the amount is insufficient. It can't resist the vast Buddha power..."

Zhou Pingan changed the subject and said:

"Your method of making the sword sound like a zither and combining the sword and zither into one can indeed rapidly enhance the sword's will.

But I don’t understand, why you must be so obsessed with the piano?
Everything in the natural world actually has its own voice... Look, the cold moon in the sky is silent and invisible, yet it is everywhere. Close your eyes and you can experience this quiet and beautiful sound."

"Brother Zhou is saying that the heaven and earth are our harp, and all things are our swords..."

Qingnv's comprehension is obviously not bad either.

Now that it's been said, how could she not understand?

I have been controlling my sword skills according to the method of music, using the Guanghan Heart Sutra as the foundation to drive the sword light. My sword power is indeed powerful, but it still has its limitations.

If the sword is compared to the natural sounds of the universe, it is not music, but it is better than music.

“This rhythm…”

She swung her sword.

The sky was filled with cold moonlight, and ripples gradually appeared. There were also the sounds of wind blowing through bamboo leaves and falling wood, which seemed to be shaking the air vaguely.

A hundred feet away, several tough black-armored cavalrymen broke through the siege and were fleeing.

Affected by this omnipresent, invisible and traceless sound sword.

Suddenly his body froze and he fell off his horse.

"I understand."

Qingnv suddenly raised her pretty face, exuding amazing beauty, and looked at Zhou Pingan happily.

She felt the concentration of will deep in her sea of ​​consciousness, and quietly took another big step forward.

Obviously, this time I have really found the best way to improve. It is not impossible for me to do it with the connection between heaven and man.

It only takes a short while.

'After conquering the city, Miss Lin San used the bright moon sword to transform into a halo, stirring up vitality, and personally comforted every wounded soldier in the barracks and cured their injuries. It was not worth the effort... She was not trying to win people's hearts at all, but was actually practicing martial arts.'

Thinking of this, Qingnu felt sad but also a little sweet in her heart.

Although I lack understanding and cannot find the most correct path on my own, don’t I have Brother Zhou by my side?

Feeling some little emotions in Qingnv's heart, Zhou Ping'an couldn't help but smile.

“You can hone your sword skills slowly, there’s no rush.

In the past two days, while the three armies are attacking various cities to attract attention, you can use the Little Ruyi Kung Fu to pretend to be me, hold a three-pointed double-edged sword, lead the army around, and I will be back soon..."

"Have you realized something new?"

Qingnv said happily.

"Well, it won't take long. If you are in danger, just run towards the White River."

"it is good."

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(End of this chapter)