Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 689: Scholar's ambition, achieved in one stroke

Chen Mu's eyes moved slightly on the periphery. He sensed a threatening aura from it, which was a feeling that Fairy Yaoguang's "Si Hua" Taoism had never given him.

And he was not wrong in his feeling. The reason why Tao Xianxu was able to surpass the Taoist disciples of various sects in Central China and had the highest popularity in this sword fighting event was all because of this Taoist magic.

As he himself said, after he formed his Nascent Soul, he only practiced this Taoist art, and he cultivated it to perfection and mastered the essence of Yin and Yang.

He is not like Chen Mu, who has the appearance of a ninth-level Nascent Soul and is born with the origin of the Great Dao...

Dudu pursed his lips tightly, his magical power was like the sea and the tide.

The moment the black sky and white earth technique was completed, everything in front of his eyes suddenly went dark. He felt the sky was spinning and the earth was turning upside down. His natal infant was flickering and his spiritual power disappeared rapidly.

Not only him himself, but even the Taoist magic he had already used fell into chaos at this moment.

The flags flipped and the wind whirled, but not only did they fail to pose a threat to Tao Xianxu, but they also consumed ten times his magic power and spiritual energy.

Chen Mu in the audience suddenly realized that Tao Xianxu's Yin-Yang Avenue was the path of "Yin-Yang inversion".

There are thousands of great ways, each one different. Even if cultivators come from the same lineage and comprehend the same great way, their understanding will be different due to their own profound skills and comprehension.

The Way of Yin and Yang is just like this, in which the "inversion of Yin and Yang" means taking destruction as life and taking life as death, reversing Yin and Yang and severing cause and effect.

Chen Mu secretly clicked his tongue, realizing how difficult Tao Xianxu was...

Just as he was sighing, Dudu bit his tongue fiercely and, taking advantage of the moment he regained his composure, shouted, "My heart is my will. How can I let you overturn it?"

As soon as the words fell, the natal infant flew into the sky, and the rolling green air was like the morning glow, penetrating the vast black sky in an instant.

As he broke free, the Daoist law that had fallen into chaos returned to normal, gathering an even more powerful momentum than before and sweeping forward.

Tao Xianxu let out a light exclamation, but he noticed the fluctuations in Dudu's cultivation at this moment. Perhaps it was because he was under strong pressure, and the "infusion of spirit" Taoist technique was running freely. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, Dudu only needed to practice for a period of time afterwards to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

He shook his head and smiled, then said loudly, "Brother Cheng has already had this opportunity, so let me, Tao, take over this battle!"

He moved his wide sleeves again, and the broken "Black Sky" instantly turned back to its original appearance, and the thousands of miles of smoke and clouds also disappeared, as if in an instant, this Taoist magic disappeared without a trace.

But Chen Mu and others who were watching from the outside were not distracted. Instead, they frowned even more and realized that something was wrong.

Although the celestial phenomena have returned to normal, the spiritual power of Taoism has become even stronger...

Seeing this, the already eliminated Fairy Yaoguang sighed secretly, shook her head and said, "Two reversals, cause and effect are disordered. Tao Xianxu... I am no match for him."

Just when the sky was clear and the air was fresh, Dudu suddenly vomited blood and died without any warning. His natal infant spirit dimmed to the extreme and suddenly returned to his body.

The wind of desolate silence that spread out from beginning to end never touched the corner of Tao Xianxu's clothes, and dissipated away...

However, Tao Xianxu's Yin-Yang Dao was like this. If he were really attacked by a high-level wind method, it would mean that he had already been defeated...

"The winner is Tao Xianxu from the Black and White Dao Palace."

Master Han Yuan spoke calmly, then waved his hand to stabilize the situation.

Tao Xianxu bowed respectfully, then turned to Chengdu and said with a smile, "Brother Cheng, thank you for letting me."

Dudu shook his head and sighed, then cupped his hands...

Watching the two people leave the stage one after another, everyone had different expressions.

Some people feel sorry for his status, believing that he possesses three kinds of Taoist arts and is blessed with magical treasures, so he should not be ranked only at this level.

But that’s the rule, and Fairy Yaoguang was eliminated in an earlier round?
Apart from these people, most of the rest marveled at the mystery of Tao Xianxu's Taoism.

The Dao is everywhere, yet it does not touch one's own body. How can one not yearn for such a peerless grace...

"Only the Zhongzhou Sword Fighting Festival can bring together all the world's immortal talents..."

Someone sighed, and it immediately resonated with many people.

Amidst all this noise, Chen Mu slowly stood up.

Dudu happened to be walking towards him, and his expression became extremely complicated when he saw this.

He knew very well that with Chen Mu's strength, he had at least a 60% chance of winning.

A cultivator from a remote northern plain had actually reached this point, even more dazzling than him...

He didn't feel resentful or jealous, but just said softly, "Brother Chen, I'm not as good as you. If possible, I hope you can win the championship..."

Chen Mu's heart moved. He didn't know why Dudu thought so. After all, even though Yangcheng was famous for its heroic and unrestrained character, it certainly didn't want to be suppressed by people from other continents over Zhongzhou.

He did not ask any questions, but just nodded and smiled: "Thank you for your support, Brother Cheng." After that, he flew up into the sky and landed on the platform first.

He looked around and saw Kong Yerong who was reading a book.

He still loves reading. Even though he has already reached the Nascent Soul stage, he can understand the meaning of the scriptures with just a thought...

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Even though his chances of winning are slim, there are still many people who hope that he can force Chen Mu to reveal more of his cards, or even bring them unexpected surprises.

After all, even Wei Mingde was defeated by his sword, so how could it be impossible...

But what everyone didn't expect was that Kong Yerong didn't move for a long time, as if he didn't know it was his turn to go on stage to fight.

Chen Mu frowned and said in a clear voice, "Fellow Daoist Kong, why don't you leave?"

As soon as the words came out, Kong Yerong finally reacted. He first put down the scroll, then stood up and bowed, saying calmly: "I am no match for you, fellow Taoist."

Chen Mu was stunned: "What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Kong Yerong remained expressionless, turning to the True Lord and saying, "True Lord, I abdicate..."

He was different from ordinary people. Every move he made had the spirit of a scholar. If he was sure that he could not win, he would not even try.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room fell silent.

Thousands of monks all stared in surprise: "This..."

Master Han Yuan also raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure?"

There have been examples of this before, but someone like Kong Yerong, who gave up when one more step would have put him in the top four, has never done that before...

Kong Yerong nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a loud shout suddenly came from outside: "No!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Wei Mingde glaring and shouting, "Friend Kong, you have won and I am the successor, how can you admit defeat so easily, and still..."

He paused and glanced at Chen Mu. Although he didn't say it directly, his meaning was self-evident.

Kong Yerong's eyes turned cold, and he said bluntly: "Since I can't win, why should I waste time?"

Wei Mingde's mood had calmed down a bit, but upon hearing these words, he became agitated again. He said in a deep voice, "You haven't even competed yet, so how do you know you can't win? If it were me, I would accept the challenge even if I died on the stage!"

With a shout, the whole room cheered.

Kong Yerong remained unmoved and said slowly: "It's a pity that you lost..."

Wei Mingde's face darkened, and he immediately shouted angrily, "Where is Brother Kong? This concerns the leader of Central Continent, and you're just going to let Kong Yerong do whatever he wants?"

An old man in a linen shirt slowly stood up, bowed to everyone, and said, "I have tried to persuade him, but my nephew has made up his mind, and I cannot change it."

Wei Mingde refused to accept the suggestion and was about to ask more questions when the old man in the hemp clothes coldly said, "As for the affairs of the Kong family, there's no need for you to interfere!"

"you-"

Wei Mingde knew that he was wrong, so he couldn't think of how to refute for a moment.

It was Wei Chu who spoke calmly: "Since the Kong family is determined to go their own way, Junior Brother Wei, please come back."

Wei Mingde was reluctant at first, but after thinking about it carefully, his anger subsided.

Wei Chu's words pushed the Kong family out of Zhongzhou, which was indeed more satisfying than him making a fuss...

Han Yuan Zhenjun had no such thoughts and only asked with interest, "How do you determine that you are no match for Chen Mu?"

This was not only what he was curious about, but also what puzzled Chen Mu and everyone else.

At their level, anything is possible. Unless Kong Yerong is determined to be defeated, how can there be such a thing as a sure defeat?

Kong Yerong remained calm and patted one of the three ancient swords at his waist.

"Golden House told me..."

Everyone was stunned. What kind of explanation was this?
However, Master Han Yuan laughed heartily, his eyes flashing with admiration as he murmured, "The Kong family of Tongqiu... have regained the demeanor of their ancestors."

"The winner of this match is Beiyuan Chen Mu!"

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(End of this chapter)