Tao and Heaven

Chapter 80 A Draw Looks Like a Victory
All parties were shocked and fell into silence.

Seeing this, Gu Wen had a better understanding of his situation. It was just as he had expected at the beginning. The term "righteousness" always sounds good, but in reality it is full of petty intrigues.

A mere dead man cannot be the enemy of the world; only irresistible interests can do that.

Since what they want is profit, most people would want to be the last oriole to be caught, rather than the first mantis to be caught.

Besides, we are not cicadas.

Gu Wen pointed his gun at Xiao Yunyi and said, "Tenth on the Human Ranking, Gu Wen, please teach me."

"As the rumors say, he is indeed a lunatic, but he has only reached the third level of Taoism perfection."

Xiao Yunyi judged Gu Wen's cultivation level and breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party's cultivation level was the same as his, he would most likely not be able to defeat the other party.

In the battle for immortality, the first thing to look at is the foundation of Taoism, and the second is the appearance of Dharma. The foundation of Taoism is the first one, the appearance of Dharma is the second digit in the actual battle, and the remaining means are the third digit.

The foundation of Taoism is the root of everything. It is not only the cultivator's outlook on the upper limit of the future, but also the reliance for the cultivator to display his methods in the realm of immortality at this stage.

His foundation in Taoism is one level higher than Gu Wen, so he naturally has the advantage in all aspects.

However, I heard that the other party had escaped from the hands of Lord Baizhan, so he was obviously not an ordinary person. It should not be as easy to defeat him as it was to defeat He Huan.

Xiao Yunyi did not dare to take it lightly, and used his inner power to say coldly:
"Xiao Yunyi, the contemporary successor of Zhejian Mountain."

The two people's energies converged, and the slightest contact was like water and fire, which were irreconcilable. All the monks below felt a little depressed.

In order not to interfere with the fight, He Huan flew down from the eaves and landed in the restaurant where he was originally.

Most of the people here were worldly people and their guardians. There were dozens of them gathered, and it was originally just a simple exchange meeting. But when a group of people gathered together, they couldn't help but discuss the affairs of Bianjing, a sudden military genius, or a person who escaped from the hands of the Hundred Battles Master.

Most people acknowledge Gu Wen's strength, but when it comes to comparing him with others, they can't avoid making comparisons.

So He Huan started arguing with them, and it eventually turned into a duel, where whoever had the bigger fist was right.

"This boy is really arrogant. Does he really think he can defeat Senior Brother Xiao?"

A very inappropriate voice was heard. He Huan took a look and saw that it was a man he had just defeated, ranked only 80th.

Such people who are neither up nor down are often prone to having lackeys, because when they cannot squeeze into the top circle through their own strength, all they can do is sell out their ambitions.

He Huan couldn't judge whether it was good or bad, not everyone wanted to become an immortal. Many people just wanted to earn a foundation to break through the fourth realm, and then become a true lord and enjoy a thousand years of happiness.

But that doesn't stop him from ridiculing the other person. How can he expect others to respect him when he has no shame at all?
"Are you from Zhejian Mountain?"

"The one who has achieved cultivation comes first. Senior Brother Xiao is proficient in the way of swordsmanship and deserves to be called Senior Brother."

"You are so shameless. I don't know why you didn't go to Zhejian Mountain back then. Don't you want to go?"

"How dare you embarrass me!"

Before the two of them came into conflict, there was a sudden flash in the outer space, and a myriad of lights enveloped the entire market, followed by a fierce and crisp sound that filled their ears.

boom!
Gu Wen and Xiao Yunyi collided with each other, the spear force was like a dragon, and the sword energy was like the wind. In just an instant, they collided thousands of times, like a flower blooming on a iron tree in mid-air.

They all intentionally or unintentionally pulled the battle to high altitudes, but due to time restrictions they were unable to fly and could only soar continuously at low altitudes.

Now is the time to test Gu Wenzhi's body movement. Gu Wenzhi's body movement comes from the Yuqing School's emphasis on elegance and naturalness, while Xiao Yunyi seems to want to make up for the softness in his swordsmanship, so his body movement is instead wide open and closed, and his steps in the air are like sonic booms, going straight forward and backward.

Overall, Gu Wen was far inferior because he had not yet practiced his new advanced form of the "Moon Step".

This is the biggest disadvantage between Gu Wen and other geniuses. He has a very short time of cultivation, while others have dozens or even hundreds of times more time than him. If he didn't have the Heavenly Marrow, but only had pure talent, Gu Wen might need to lie dormant for more than ten years.

And filling the gap is the time to test your talent.

The spear force broke through the sword energy, just like what He Huan had encountered before. The sword energy as thin as a silk thread still resisted the spear force.

Gu Wen used all his magic power to once again direct it towards the spear in his hand. Veins on his palms bulged and the power of the spear suddenly doubled.

Transformed from the first style of Tiangang Spear's law-breaking energy.

The silk sword energy broke with a sound, and Xiao Yunyi swung his sword again. The fine and dense Qingfeng sword energy offset the remaining gun energy.

The two of them pulled away again, consuming each other. Gu Wen took a slight breath, and the instant he condensed his spear energy had considerable lethality, but it also consumed a lot of energy. Although Xiao Yunyi did not take a breath, he also did not have the leisurely attitude just now.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Gu Wen was the better fighter. Xiao Yunyi had to use two moves to block Gu Wen's one move. If this continued, he would be killed by the sheer consumption.

The people who were shouting suddenly fell silent. He Huan slammed the table and cheered. Then he turned around and said, "Speak up. Why aren't you talking?"

"I underestimated you."

Xiao Yunyi's aura changed, a breeze blew, and a willow tree appeared behind him.

The sword form, the Thousand Swords Willow.

"I will fight with all my strength, but it is not suitable to fight for a long time in this busy city."

"Then let's change places."

Gu Wen's breathing became slightly heavier, and the murderous look in his eyes was not concealed. He never considered himself a martial arts fanatic. But fighting with stronger people would undoubtedly speed up his progress. His Zhaolie Dharma Image was excited every time he fought.

The supernatural powers he was nurturing were also improving rapidly. He vaguely understood that it was difficult to accelerate the supernatural powers using Tiansui.

This creature can only fight and kill, just as its name suggests, it kills.

Xiao Yunyi shook his head and said, "No, I have something else to do today. This is a busy city and it is not convenient for a long battle. I will only use three moves."

Gu Wen asked, "Kill me in three moves?"

"I dare not say I will kill you, but I can still defeat you."

The two of them mobilized their magical powers without reservation, and then soared ten feet into the air amid the exclamations of many mortals. Although they could not fly, they could still stay in the air for a short time.

Xiao Yunyi swung his sword towards Gu Wen, and the willow tree image behind him swayed in the wind. It was unclear whether it was the willow tree that brought the breeze, or the breeze that brought it.

Ye Ruohan's sword hangs down like a curtain of three thousand, and when it moves, the sword energy shines in all directions.

There are four levels of Tao foundation, and the third one is perfected, the sword dharma.

This is Xiao Yunyi's confidence as the seventh. At this stage, most of the geniuses are still in the third level, and the more powerful ones are just beginning to perfect the first level. But he is already in the fourth level and has the Dharma image.

In terms of Dao foundation alone, his total is seven levels. On the other hand, although Gu Wen has perfected the three levels of Dao foundation, his total is only six levels.

Both of them were in their prime, not half-crippled. A difference of one point could decide the outcome, let alone a difference of more than just a little bit.

Gu Wen fired a shot, and the Red Dragon rushed into the thousands of willow swords, suddenly advancing five feet forward, ignoring the thousands of cuts that seemed to fall on his body, and the blood and the monstrous murderous intent enveloped Xiao Yunyi. Half a step for martial arts, six feet without life.

The Red Dragon's magic link swallowed up the willow tree together, and Xiao Yunyi suddenly seemed to have come to a dark and gloomy place. Another gunshot came at him, and he had to use another move to deal with it.

Not to defeat Gu Wen, but just to resist the opponent's attack.

The Dharma Realm was destroyed. Xiao Yunyi had already made two moves. His face became extremely solemn. But Gu Wen did not give him a chance to breathe. The spear in his hand was covered with spear energy and completely transformed into the Zhaolie Spear. A ray of Tao rhyme belonging to the magical power appeared.

Exhausting all one's strength with the intention of killing.

The willow tree sways to resist it, this is the third move.

In the middle of the attack, the Dharma image couldn't hold on, and Xiao Yunyi used the Taoist method to protect his body again, and his body was lifted high up. This was the fourth move.

Gu Wen stood ten feet below, with a red dragon hovering over his body, and all five spiritual forms appeared.

"Five Spirits!?"

At this moment, countless monks suddenly stood up, and shock, disbelief and disbelief once again emerged in their hearts.

No one dared to get too close that day, and with the Jin army forming a battle array, very few people knew about Gu Wenlingxiang's number.

Xiao Yunyi knew very well that he was no longer qualified to defeat the enemy in three moves, so he circulated his magical power in all his ways, including Taoism, various methods, Dharma images, and even some methods that would damage the blood.

And the highest sword move of Zhejian Mountain, the Heavenly Sword.

The sword fell like a mountain collapsing, and a red dragon soared into the sky.

Boom!

The gust of wind swept down, and countless tiles were blown away.

Gu Wen and Xiao Yunyi each flew backwards for a distance, and then stabilized their bodies almost at the same time and stood on the eaves of a house.

Gu Wen wiped a handful of blood and said with a smile: "I used twelve moves, how about you?"

".Twelve moves."

There was a wound on Xiao Yunyi's stern face, and his usually calm voice sounded hoarse and low.

He stared blankly at the soft sword in his hand, then raised his head to look at the ordinary man in front of him.

He failed to defeat him within three moves, and was tied with him within twelve moves, but there was a gap in their Taoist foundations.

Anyone who kills an enemy of a higher level must use skills that are several times stronger than his opponent's to make up the difference.

He was the undisputed prodigy of Zhejian Mountain and the best swordsman of his time. He might not be invincible, but no one had ever been able to fight him to a draw. The reason he mentioned three moves was not out of arrogance, but because he believed in his own swordsmanship that had reached the pinnacle.

Because he was a genius who had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and could kill enemies across levels!

Today, I was actually tied with someone who crossed over my level, and a life-and-death fight does not necessarily mean I can win 100% against the opponent.

Gu Wen, with a little blood on his face, smiled and said, "Then it's a draw."

"No, you win." Xiao Yunyi shook his head and said solemnly, "I have one more level of Taoism than you, so you win."

"So what? A win is a win, a draw is a draw. If you are one level lower than me, you are not qualified to fight me. If you are equal to me, you will lose."

Gu Wen threw the gun away, and the silver spear flew into the restaurant where He Huan was. Then he walked away, leaving behind only a hearty voice after stretching his body.

"This level is your qualification to stand before me."

Quiet, quiet everywhere!

Throughout history, geniuses have always been proud of killing enemies above their level, but it has never been common sense to kill enemies one level higher than the other.
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The teahouse was surrounded by court officials when Gu Wen returned. Only Yu Hua and Ao Tang were still sitting there.

He walked into the second floor. Yu Hua looked at him with a smile and asked, "How is it?"

"I am slightly inferior to him. If it is a life-and-death fight, there is no way I can win for sure."

Gu Wen's answer was extremely honest. Hearing this, Ao Tang's mouth twitched and he roared in his heart: This is the descendant of Zhejian Mountain, the number one military strategist. You are one level higher than him and you are still "slightly inferior to him". If you are really on the same level, are you going to kill him?
Yu Hua considered it seriously and said, "If you practice the technique I gave you, your chances of winning should be better. But if you want to completely defeat him, you need at least the fourth level of Taoism. After all, he is not a nobody."

"I'm afraid it will take some time."

Gu Wen thought for a moment, wondering where to get the Heavenly Marrow.

Now he has 31 years of Heavenly Marrow, and it takes 50 years to break through the fourth level of Dao Foundation, and 250 years to complete it. Perhaps he can do the same as them, first break through the fourth level of Dao Foundation, and then slowly consider the fourth level of perfection.

I just don't know if there will be any additional consumption.

But this is Luo River, where goods from all over the world gather. I wonder if there are any treasures in the government.

"Let's go."

Yu Hua didn't like so many people looking at him, so he stood up and walked out of the teahouse. The knife-wielding yamen runners outside immediately treated them as if they were facing a great enemy when they saw them coming out.

Gu Wen walked in front and stepped over the threshold with one step. A murderous aura rolled out. He raised his eyebrows and frightened the horses so much that they lost control and ran around in all directions. Suddenly, people and horses fell to the ground and let them leave.

The yamen runners who had calmed down looked at each other, and then lay down again one by one.

This fall can be considered as justification for the Zhao family's food and salary.

At this thought, the yamen runners became angry again.

Fuck! We haven't received any food or salary for half a year.

Gu Wen and his group openly found an inn to take in. The inn that dared to take them in was no ordinary shop, but was also opened by an outsider force.

At first, the shopkeeper asked for a hundred taels of silver for one night. Gu Wen slapped the table and broke it. Then he used his eloquence to bargain the price down to ten taels of silver for three upper rooms.

It was late at night and Gu Wen was meditating when he suddenly heard a tap on the window and a familiar voice.

"Brother Hongchen, are you still awake?"

Gu Wen continued to hone his magic power. He currently had to practice and had no mood to care about He Huan. If there was anything, they could talk about it tomorrow. Would a grown man run into his room in the middle of the night every day to think about something?

"Let's go to Taifusi for a stroll."

The window was suddenly opened, and Gu Wen climbed out with the Qiankun bag, pulling He Huan, who was squatting outside, away.

(End of this chapter)