Embers of Sword

Chapter 115: Battle at Yuping Peak

Jiang Miaoyin's invitation was somewhat unexpected to Xie Xuanyi.

He did not come to visit this mountain gate on purpose.

I originally just wanted to find an excuse to leave.

Now that Jiang Miaoyin has invited me, it would be rude to refuse.

"In that case..."

Xie Xuanyi slowly turned around and clasped his hands together: "Xie, thank you for your kindness, Master Jiang."

"Everyone, please follow me."

The woman in white standing in front of the mountain gate saluted everyone from a distance.

Yuping Peak is the restricted area of Dasui Sword Palace.

After Yuping.

It is the "Thunder Pool" that has been guarded by the Dashui Sword Palace for a thousand years, and it is also the most precious treasure of the entire Sword Palace.

Thirty-three caves!
In the Dali Dynasty, the disciples of the Buddhist sect, after practicing for a while, would be able to attain the "Bodhisattva status", and there was even a saying of "living Buddha". Regardless of whether they were Bodhisattvas or Living Buddhas, regardless of their status and position, in terms of strength alone, they were definitely the best in the world.

the reason is simple.

They rule the "Buddha Kingdom".

The so-called "Buddha Kingdom" is "Dongtian", and it has another name in Taoism, called "Secret Realm".

The Buddha's kingdom in the palm of your hand, the Tianyuan secret realm, and the blessed land are all like this.

A truly top-notch big shot.

It is not just about building your own "great road".

One must also have the extraordinary ability to create a small world independently.

The reason why Dashui Sword Palace has been able to remain popular and stand tall for thousands of years is because of these 33 "Sword Masters" who have reached the top and have successively supported the backbone of the Sword Palace.

After their death, the cave still exists.

These thirty-three caves are the most precious and important forbidden areas of the Dasui Sword Palace!
Only the successive masters and mountain lords are qualified to enter, and the mountain lord of Yuping Peak is the person in charge of guarding this place in the Sword Palace of all generations.

As we stepped into the mountain gate, the fog dissipated.

In front of us are towering mountains and endless stone steps.

The sword energy flowed like a swimming fish on the stone steps of Yuping Peak. The vitality here was so rich that it was almost condensed into substance, and the sword energy was even richer and could almost be touched with one's hand.

The disciples behind Ye Qinglian are all very young.

They have been in Baihua Valley for only a few years... Dasui Sword Palace has been closed for ten years.

Where have these young disciples ever seen such a magnificent scene?
For a moment, everyone was mesmerized.

Baihua Valley is the holy land of sword cultivation in Qingzhou. The current valley master has a decent realm, but compared with the Sword Palace... both in strength and foundation, he is a little inferior.

The woman in white shirt spoke softly, "Everyone, Yuping Peak has left behind the headmaster's decree and the pressure of sword energy. You cannot wield a sword here, so please follow me and hike up the mountain."

"Hiking?"

Upon hearing this, the disciples from Baihua Valley looked up and their expressions changed slightly.

I don’t know how many steps there are to Yuping Peak.

"The guest should follow the host's wishes."

Ye Qinglian flicked her sleeves lightly and looked at the disciples behind her: "You, just follow me."

After that, he started climbing the mountain.

Xie Xuanyi followed closely behind.

Every step you take has a slight pressure.

The sword energy was coming towards him, but for him, the pressure was not that great and could almost be ignored.

As for the female disciples in Baihua Valley, it was different.

Several of them had red faces.

Ye Qinglian did not offer a hand to protect them, and none of them complained, they just silently persevered along the way. After all, they came to visit in the name of "Hundred Flower Valley", and no matter what, they could not let anyone underestimate their sect.

Xie Xuanyi took it all in.

He looked at the clouds on the top of the mountain and fell into memories...

When I climbed Yuping Peak for the first time, I did the same as these young disciples. I gritted my teeth and persevered, but after returning, I was so tired that I fell asleep for two whole days.

If I remember correctly.

The sword energy edict left by the Master was not aimed at the mountain masters of the various peaks or the true disciples of the Lotus Peak.

Later, whenever he entered or left Yuping Peak, he would always ride on a sword.

"Miss Ye, thank you, Master."

On the top of the mountain, there was a man in white sitting in front of the waterfall, and he had already brewed tea in front of the jade table.

Jiang Miaoyin wore a snow-white veil hat that covered her face.

The female disciple who led everyone up the mountain bowed slightly and left.

The top of the mountain is silent, with only the sound of the waterfall rushing by.

It doesn't sound noisy at first.

On the contrary, it is extremely ethereal and makes people feel peaceful.

But if you listen carefully... there is also a hint of desolation and coldness.

Earlier at the mountain gate, Jiang Miaoyin met everyone in her spiritual body. That ethereal shadow was shocking.

It is so beautiful that it seems like a fairy from heaven.

But now I meet the real me.

But there was no "shock" or "impact" as imagined.

The body of divine consciousness is, after all, an illusion.

In reality, Jiang Miaoyin's skin was still as white as snow, but it also had a bloody color... Perhaps it was the veil that covered her face, so this immortal from heaven only had a vague figure for people to admire.

Still beautiful, but it makes people feel.

A little lonely, a little desolate.

"...I'm actually much thinner than I was back then."

Xie Xuanyi looked at Jiang Miaoyin, and this thought couldn't help but burst out in his heart.

Haven’t seen each other for ten years.

Jiang Miaoyin exuded a faint sense of sadness and coldness.

Ye Qinglian's expression when she looked at Jiang Miaoyin was also very complicated.

She could tell.

Although this "old friend" of mine had his face covered with a veil, he was shrouded in sadness.

Ten years ago, Xie Xuanyi was buried in Beihai.

Jiang Miaoyin locked the jade screen herself.

This feeling of sadness...where it comes from is self-evident.

Several disciples of Baihua Valley were breathing rapidly and standing in a rather awkward position, staggering from side to side due to being washed by the sword energy when they climbed Yuping Peak.

Seeing this, Jiang Miaoyin raised her sleeves and brushed past them. A ray of gentle divine consciousness penetrated into their bodies one by one. After just a few breaths, the blush on their faces gradually faded and their breathing gradually became smoother.

"The 'sword energy' on Yuping Peak can cleanse the meridians and marrow."

Jiang Miaoyin said in a gentle voice: "After you go back, take a good rest, it can be considered a blessing."

"Thank you, Lord Jiang Shan."

"Thank you, Master." Everyone bowed.

"After all, Yuping Peak is an important place in Dasui. The sword energy is above it, and ordinary people can't bear it."

"It's already quite difficult for everyone to reach the top of the mountain on their first visit..."

At this point, Jiang Miaoyin cast her gaze towards Xie Xuanyi. She slowly pushed the cup of hot tea on the jade table forward and asked nonchalantly, "Mr. Xie has a good aptitude. Is this your first time climbing Yuping Peak?"

"nature."

Xie Xuanyi remained calm and picked up the hot tea.

Pause.

He took a sip and said, "I have long admired the name of Dasui, but it's a pity that the mountain has been closed for ten years... Ten years is really too long."

"Ten years, is that a long time?"

Jiang Miaoyin lowered her eyes slightly when she heard this.

She whispered to herself.

Then he sighed.

"Ten years is a really long time."

Jiang Miaoyin pushed another cup of tea in front of Ye Qinglian and said sincerely, "Miss Ye, I have kept you waiting for the past ten years."

"Waiting..."

Ye Qinglian didn't drink tea.

She didn't even pick up the tea.

Since reaching the top, her eyes have been fixed on Jiang Miaoyin, never moving away for an inch.

"As long as we can wait until today... ten years won't be a big deal."

Ye Qinglian looked at the woman in the veiled hat sitting in front of the waterfall. Her expression became solemn and her whole aura became no longer relaxed.

"You should know why I came up the mountain today."

The two have known each other since childhood.

After practicing, Ye Qinglian regarded Jiang Miaoyin as her lifelong enemy.

Whether it was the Great Chu Northern Hunting or the Tianjiao Ranking Competition, along the way... Ye Qinglian had had countless competitions with Jiang Miaoyin, big and small.

Fight again and again after repeated failures, and fail again and again.

Every practitioner has inner demons.

Ye Qinglian’s inner demon is none other than Jiang Miaoyin.

The mountain has been closed for ten years.

She was so eager to have another fight with Jiang Miaoyin.

Promoted to Yin God, becoming the Young Master of Baihua Valley… the joy of the past ten years is not worth mentioning at all.

For Ye Qinglian.

Jiang Miaoyin is no longer just a demon in her heart, it is more like an obsession.

Because Dasui Mountain is closed.

This obsession was trapped in the lake of his heart, growing stronger and stronger, and now... it finally broke through the dam.

“Crack, crack!”

Ye Qinglian slowly sat up straight, her high fighting spirit was like a sword being unsheathed, filling the entire top of Yuping Peak.

The waterfall hangs upside down and flows continuously, and this place is cold and desolate all year round.

However, in the time of tea.

Green branches sprouted from the dry walls and spread to form vines.

Ye Qinglian's "Great Dao Artistic Conception" has enveloped the top of Yuping Peak, and the Tongtian Vine Dharma Image has revealed its magical powers.

Even the majestic sword energy cave seemed to be emerging.

"Ten years ago...I owed you a fight."

Jiang Miaoyin looked at her old friend, her tone filled with apology and guilt.

"good."

Ye Qinglian took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and forced herself to look directly at the figure that she feared the most.

"Ten years later, Dasui will open up the mountains..."

"I came to you just for this battle!"

Ye Qinglian straightened her spine and raised her voice.

She said the words she had been waiting for ten years.

These words are very resounding.

Her sword intent was almost covering the entire Yuping Peak.

"I know……"

Jiang Miaoyin frowned slightly and asked helplessly: "But, it must be today, it must be at this moment?"

"Not bad!"

Ye Qinglian did not avoid it.

She stood up slowly.

Buzz!
The entire top of Yuping Peak was resounding with the sound of clanging swords. Every disciple of Baihua Valley looked down at the vibrating swords at their waists with a look of confusion and shock.

before coming.

Young Valley Master Qinglian never told them that they were climbing the mountain today for this matter!
"Master... think twice."

"Today is the opening ceremony of the Dasui Sword Palace. It may not be appropriate for Baihua Valley to ask about the sword..."

Several disciples reacted very quickly and gave advice.

"No need to say more."

Ye Qinglian waved her sleeves and said calmly, "I have made up my mind."

She brought her own disciples with her on this mountain climbing trip.

She knew that if she was defeated, the news would surely spread throughout Da Chu.

Ten years have passed.

She, Ye Qinglian, is no longer just Ye Qinglian.

She is also the young master of Baihua Valley.

If you lose.

It wasn't just Ye Qinglian who lost to Jiang Miaoyin, but Baihua Valley also lost to Dasui Sword Palace.

"Really?"

Jiang Miaoyin looked at Ye Qinglian with a complicated expression.

"Hundred Flower Valley, Ye Qinglian."

Ye Qinglian bowed, word for word.

"Please advise."

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(PS: 1. Let me explain why the update is so late. Because the recent plot is very important, I am more pursuing perfection, so I overturned those versions that I was not very satisfied with, and sorted out the outline and detailed settings for the whole day. The new ones add up to several thousand words. It was already past nine o'clock when I finished working. 2. There is another chapter tonight, so don't wait if you don't stay up late.)
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