Embers of Sword

Chapter 300 Flying Sword
There are six supernatural powers in Buddhism.

The ability of divine sight, divine hearing, divine mind reading, divine knowledge of past lives, divine movement, and divine elimination of all defilements.

If one can cultivate one of these six magical powers, he is called a "genius". To break it down further, the first five magical powers are called "seeing magical powers", which can be gained or lost, while the sixth magical power "leakage-free power" is a leakage-free magical power, and the difficulty of cultivating "leakage-free power" is even higher than the previous five magical powers combined!
However, cultivating supernatural powers is just the beginning.

The higher the realm, the stronger the supernatural power.

Due to reincarnation, Miaozhen realized the "clairaudience" in the cave realm, but his cultivation was still "shallow" after all, and he did not hear clearly the previous conversation with Tailing.

"..."

After just a few words of conversation, Miao Zhen realized that Xie Zhen was not an easy person to get along with.

This guy doesn't seem to care about the reputation of the Da Chu Dynasty.

Other than that.

Xie Zhen didn't seem to care about his own reputation either.

On the contrary, the young man holding the heavy sword came forward with a serious face and refuted solemnly: "What nonsense are you talking about? My little mountain master has a noble background. How could he have any connection with the demon sect cultivators!"

"If it's irrelevant, how do you explain the term 'guest official'?"

Miao Zhen spoke calmly.

Duan Zhao was speechless for a moment. He had no idea what had happened on the hillside of Tailing.

"Your guest..."

Xie Xuanyi smiled calmly and asked, "It's just a name, do you need to explain it?"

Miaozhen was stunned for a moment.

"The Paper Man Dao monks are insidious and cunning, and are good at alienating people."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly: "From now on, the Paper Man Dao's plan has been successful, but the lukewarm guest official has aroused your suspicion..."

"If you have nothing to do with the Paper Man Dao, why didn't you use your natal flying sword earlier?"

Miaozhen frowned and changed the subject.

He could feel that Xie Zhen’s swordsmanship was at an extremely high level!

Among all the cultivators of the same level that he met along the way from the Dali Dynasty, almost no one could give him such a strong "warning" in his heart as Xie Zhen did.

If you hadn't come... this natal flying sword might have already been unsheathed.

Xie Xuanyi silently complained in his heart, but suppressed his complaints and continued to explain: "I didn't draw my sword because I knew it would be fruitless."

He knew the power of [Daolu] and also understood Lu Yuzhen's methods.

If I rashly draw my sword tonight, my [chronic illness] will be exposed.

"Ah!"

A cold light flashed in Miao Zhen's eyes.

He said coldly: "I'm afraid 'Xie Keqing' has something to hide?"

boom.

There was a gust of wind at the top of Tailing Mountain. The young monk in a green robe took an unreasonable step forward and poked out the Mingsha staff directly!
"???"

Duan Zhao's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously drew his sword, ready to block his own mountain master, but then his collar tightened behind his neck and a great force came over him.

This kid... is so stupid that he actually wants to block the stick for himself.

Xie Xuanyi felt warm in his heart, and then he took a step forward and threw Duan Zhao backwards.

All the major orifices in the body are ignited by the Yuan Fire.

He casually slapped out his palm, and used his own physical strength to block the blow from the Mingsha magic staff!
A sound of bell.

Light and fire flew across the top of Tailing Mountain, along with the sound of metal colliding.

"...Primal Fire casts a golden body."

Miao Zhen stared at the black-shirted boy in front of him: "You are not only a sword cultivator, but also a body cultivator?!"

This news really shocked him.

Before departing from Fanyin Temple.

He carefully read the information from Fangyuanfang. After Beihai Ling's fortune turned around, geniuses from various holy places began to enter the world, and countless geniuses emerged one after another. Now, there are several who have cultivated to the perfection of the cave heaven... but these people cannot enter Miaozhen's "Dharma Eye".

Xie Zhen was mentioned prominently in the intelligence from Dali Fangyuanfang.

Miaozhen actually didn't take it seriously.

The young man's strength was marked as "Initial Cave Heaven Realm" in the intelligence. Now it seems that the intelligence was wrong. This guy was definitely hiding his strength. Apart from that... he felt an unspeakable pressure.

This is definitely not something a so-called genius can bring to oneself.

"It's just physical training, what's so surprising about that?"

Xie Xuanyi smiled and said, "I heard that you killed the Yinshan Reverend in Southern Xinjiang... This is a very important event."

Kill the Yin God in the cave?

It sounds incredible.

But if it happens to a reincarnated real person, it is no longer impossible.

Although Yinshan is one of the three major sects in southern Xinjiang, Bai Gui has very few requirements for his disciples. As long as they can be promoted, it doesn't matter even if they take elixirs... With Miao Zhen's "realm", he must have mastered a complete top-level Taoist principle. The evil cultivator who relies on elixirs to advance to the level of Yinshen Venerable may be killed by a stick if he does not have time to consolidate his cave heaven and his magic is completely restrained.

"Let me see your natal flying sword."

Miaozhen narrowed her eyes and exerted force with one arm.

Buzz.

The magic staff vibrated, and this huge force was transmitted inch by inch through the Mingsha Zen Staff, and reached the palm of Xie Xuanyi in an instant.

The strong energy is transmitted and the wind is howling.

Xie Xuanyi took a step back, his feet creating a dent on the top of Tailing Mountain, and took the palm of Mingsha Treasure Staff head-on. Countless Yuan Fires gathered, and he could feel that the sword energy cave between his eyebrows had ignited a blazing fighting spirit...

Under the guidance of Miaozhen's Tao principles.

[Chronic Illness] is eager to try. As long as Xie Xuanyi makes up his mind, he can rush out of the cave at any time!

But Xie Xuanyi did not let Miaozhen fulfill her wish.

Do not know why.

After meeting Miaozhen, the "uneasiness" in his heart did not disappear.

The Purple Palace Soul was constantly trembling, warning himself to be careful.

The frequency of this vibration is getting higher and higher——

It seems that this "uneasiness" does not only come from Miaozhen.

Is anyone else coming to Tailing tonight?

……

……

Just when Xie Xuanyi was hesitating.

Miaozhen, holding the Zen stick tightly, looked more serious than ever before.

He originally wanted to rely on brute force to force the sword cultivator on the other side to use his natal flying sword, but he never expected that Xie Zhen's ability was far beyond his imagination, and for a while, they were in a stalemate.
"True words! Come out!"

Miao Zhen no longer hesitated and used thundering means again. The thirty-one mantras engraved on the Mingsha staff emerged and protruded like molten lava.

"Chichichi..."

Xie Xuanyi frowned, and a burning sensation came from his palms.

The true words are spoken.

This magic staff began to revive, and its majestic power descended from the sky. He truly felt the "Tao" that Chu Man had felt before.

Miao Zhen's great path seems to be related to the pressure of heaven and earth!

After the mantra was uttered, this tremendous pressure directly landed on Xie Xuanyi's shoulders.

It was as if the entire ceiling had fallen down, weighing a million pounds!

Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath, and subconsciously wanted to summon the Dao of Destruction, tear apart this oppressive sky curtain, and fight against Miao Zhen's Dao... But the danger omen from the heart lake made him suppress this instinctive impulse. After returning from Dayue Kingdom, Xie Xuanyi no longer mastered only one Dao.

"…The law of life."

Place two fingers between your eyebrows.

Xie Xuanyi exhaled a breath of depression and summoned out the incomplete way of life.

The green and brilliant light was like a canopy, directly covering Xie Xuanyi's body.

Never imagined.

The "anti-enemy effect" of the Way of Life is so good.

The burning pain in Xie Xuanyi's palm disappeared in an instant, and he felt much more relaxed. However, the great pressure still existed, but it was blocked by the Law of Life... The pressure on Xie Xuanyi's shoulders was only half of what it was before. It was not that the Law of Life was not strong enough.

It’s because Xie Xuanyi spent too little time comprehending the laws of life.

If one could comprehend 90% of this Dao, he would be able to completely offset or even ignore the pressure from Miao Zhen's Dao!
"What kind of method is this?"

Monk Miaozhen's eyes sparkled.

He was quite calm before, but at this moment, he was really not calm anymore.

Because of his clairaudience, Xie Xuanyi heard Wu Yin's screams when he killed him.

The principle that this young man comprehended should be the infamous "Principle of Destruction"!
But now, the power of another Tao is required to withstand the Mingsha Staff and the pressure of his own "Great Power"!
The only explanation.

It was this young man who realized two great ways! He mastered two principles!

This discovery.

It made Miaozhen completely excited.

The young monk was in high spirits and couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Moo!"

This strange cry contained an extremely powerful impact on the soul!
As a thousand-year-old force on par with Taoism and the Sword Palace, the Fanyin Temple has a very profound foundation and possesses countless secret techniques.

It is said that Buddhist monks focus on cultivating the body and not the soul. This is actually a fallacy. The number of soul books collected in the Fanyin Temple is not inferior to that of Taoism. The "Lion's Roar" that Miaozhen is performing at this moment is exactly the precious technique ranked in the top three among the soul collections of the Fanyin Temple!
Just this one sound.

The rolling sound waves rushed down, and the ancient trees on the top of Tailing Mountain rose from the ground and swept out of the mountain.

A circle of golden ripples.

With Miaozhen as the center, the vibration spreads.

"Well……"

Xie Xuanyi groaned. Even though he protected himself with the Law of Life, he still couldn't avoid being hit by the lion's roar.

The Purple Mansion Soul felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer!
At the same time, a huge tremor came from the Mingsha Staff, causing Xie Xuanyi's feet to leave the ground and his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably.

……

……

Duan Zhao, who was thrown out by Xie Xuanyi, fell and sat down on the muddy lawn, watching the battle intently.

Although they were both in the cave heaven realm, he knew in his heart that Master Xie Xiaoshan was much stronger than himself.

In his heart, Xie Zhen is the most invincible person in the world today.

Now... there is actually such a monk who can fight against Master Xie Xiaoshan on equal terms.

No.

Objectively speaking, so far, the monk even has the upper hand!
Duan Zhao held his breath, he knew that Xie Zhen's true means had not been used, and the invisible flying sword technique that could kill people had not been used until this moment.

Duan Zhao is waiting.

He was waiting for the moment when Xie Zhen's sword would be unsheathed.

But this moment is really hard to wait for.

The true words of the Mingsha Staff all emerged.

The lion's roar shattered the ancient trees on the mountaintop.

Until Xie Zhen was knocked away by the Zen stick, Duan Zhao did not see the flying sword containing the "Principle of Destruction".

The heavy rain was shattered by the sound waves of the Zen stick.

The black shirt fluttered in the rain.

At this moment, Duan Zhao heard a very slight sound of breaking air, and the rain was torn apart by the sword energy.

He was sure that it was the sound of a flying sword.

He was even more certain that this was not the sword of the little mountain master.

"……finally come."

Xie Xuanyi, who was knocked away by the magic staff and staggered in the air, also heard the extremely faint sound of the sword energy.

In the dark and gloomy rainy night, a ray of lightless sword energy pierced through the sky, disappeared in the thunder, and in a very short time, crossed a distance of a hundred feet and landed at the center of Xie Xuanyi's eyebrows.

The moment I saw this pitch-black sword energy.

Xie Xuanyi breathed a sigh of relief.

He has always believed in his "heart lake induction". After fighting with Miao Zhen, the uneasiness in his heart lake was not relieved, which means that there is another visitor in Tailing tonight.

To him, this visitor hiding in the dark is more dangerous than Miaozhen standing in the light.

Coincidentally.

When the sword reached Xie Xuanyi's forehead, the sword energy was only three feet away from his forehead.

Three feet is exactly the position of a sword.

If the person who drew the sword this time did not strike out "sword energy" but a complete "natal flying sword", then at this moment the tip of the sword would have reached just before Xie Xuanyi's eyebrows, only a millimeter away from the skin.

Even better.

Although the sword energy was only three feet away from Xie Xuanyi's forehead, there was a fallen leaf in between to block it.

This scene is familiar.

This is how Xie Xuanyi killed Qi Yu, a disciple of Taishangzhai, in the Northern Suburbs Villa.

The leaves fall, the sword emerges.

The leaves fall, the sword moves.

The three-foot distance passed in an instant, and the sword energy came within a short distance.

The "Principle of Destruction" hidden between Xie Xuanyi's brows suddenly burst out, like a long whip, crushing the sword energy into pieces.

Xie Xuanyi landed steadily on the ground.

All this happened in just a few breaths.

"..."

The lion's roar almost shattered all the trees on the top of Tailing Mountain, turning the entire mountaintop into a wasteland.

"Are you OK?"

Monk Miaozhen, who was in high spirits in the fight, quickly put away his Taoist rules and Zen stick, frowned, and subconsciously asked about Xie Zhen's situation.

He really didn't expect that there would be such a tricky and sudden sword.

As a Buddhist disciple recommended by Fanyin Temple this time, Miaozhen has always acted openly.

If he wanted to kill Xie Zhen, he would have spread the news and killed him openly... If Xie Zhen's life was ended by this sword, wouldn't Miao Zhen's reputation be completely ruined?

"Don't worry. Xie is fine."

Xie Xuanyi brushed off his clothes and spoke calmly. At the same time, he flicked his sleeves at Duan Zhao who was not far away, signaling the other party not to be nervous.

This sword is indeed very tricky.

Whether it was the angle or the timing of drawing the sword, everything was "perfect" to the extreme.

If I had used all of the "Principle of Destruction" when I played chess with Miao Zhen, I would have been in great trouble when facing this sword...

But now, this extremely tricky sword was easily resolved.

Xie Xuanyi was not injured, not even a single hair was lost.

"call……"

Miao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. If Xie Zhenzhen had been ambushed by this sword, she would not have been able to explain herself.

He has an entire delegation heading west behind him.

"Fellow Daoist, since you have already drawn your sword, why don't you come forward?"

Xie Xuanyi put his hands behind his back, slowly turned around, and spoke towards the end of the rainy night in Tailing.

The sound has not yet landed.

In the distant night sky, a thin figure slowly floated out.

A childish laugh sounded.

"Your swordsmanship is even higher than I thought... The little girl surnamed Deng always boasted about your swordsmanship skills. I thought she was just bragging, but I didn't expect you to be really good at it."

As he spoke, his laughter became mixed with a hint of sadness.

In the night, a young child in Taoist robes slowly emerged.

The child put his hands into his sleeves, his face full of regret, and murmured: "If Qi Yu was willing to listen to advice and stay in Taishangzhai to practice sword well, maybe he would not die."

(End of this chapter)