Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 132 A bowl of water must be leveled

Zhao Yifu and the drought demon started fighting back and forth.

Time passed by unknowingly, the sun rose and the moon set.

He really had no way to deal with this drought demon. He could only attack, attack, and attack again to prevent the drought demon from escaping... Once it left, Zhao Yifu really had no confidence in stopping it.

Therefore, the difficulty of this battle is not whether Zhao Yifu will be defeated, but whether he can stop the opponent.

In this way, Zhao Yifu's aggressiveness was maximized. He kept changing his steps, trying to control the drought demon within a smaller range and prevent it from breaking away from the offensive.

During this process, he also constantly tried to figure out how to perform the "intention and blade combination". His mental will was condensed to the blade, and he had to carefully consider the mystery before each cut.

After an unknown amount of time, his strength diminished.

This is normal. After all, he is a living person. He will not be able to sustain it if he keeps doing this.

However, he did not hesitate to give up, because he found that his will finally began to show even as his strength declined.

At this moment he realized that the blade was ultimately an external aid to him, while his own strength was a force that he controlled.

It is natural to control the blade with strength, but what if the mind is used as a kind of 'glue' to completely combine the blade and strength?
Then his intention and edge were combined, and his blade became even more terrifying.

Even when he had a thought, it seemed as if a sharp edge appeared.

This 'edge' is no longer an actual blade, but an edge that exists in his own mind.

Until this moment, Zhao Yifu's attack and battle with the drought demon entered another level, and he began to be able to hurt the opponent!
Knife marks began to appear on Hanba's body. Although they healed quickly, it meant that Zhao Yifu's defense was finally broken.

Correspondingly, the drought demon couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes, let alone break through his defense.

But Zhao Yifu’s problem was the same as before, that is, he still couldn’t really keep the drought demon.

This thing is characterized by one word: hard to kill.

Even after being beaten so many times by Zhao Yifu, it developed some fighting instincts, which in turn made Zhao Yifu feel difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, he is also improving, because Emperor Wenheng has one last sentence: Help the divine sword with all your strength.

He actually already understood this sentence. The fact that he could injure Hanba with his "ordinary" black iron heavy sword was in line with this sentence.

But this also gave Zhao Yifu more ideas, that is, whether the word "zhu" can be replaced with "zhu"?
Strong and powerful.

He came to feel it.

The blows he struck seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, but the scars on Hanba's body became more and more obvious and serious.

Zhao Yifu was not impatient, because this process was like "sharpening the edge" for him.

The will he bestowed on the blade became sharper and sharper, but also more and more restrained, and would only flash briefly at the moment of swinging the knife.

After sharpening his edge for an unknown period of time, the edge hidden in Zhao Yifu's heart began to stir, looking forward to the moment when it would shine.

He was not sure whether he could really solve this problem, so he decided to take a gamble at the right time.

After more than a dozen rounds, the sun rose above Zhao Yifu's head for the nth time since the war began.

And at the moment when the sun rose, an impulse suddenly surged in his heart.

He didn't hold back this impulse, and following the momentum, he suddenly released the Shouren method in his body...

This Shouren method is a seal of true energy and magic power. Now Zhao Yifu also understands that this seal is also for the cultivator's aggressiveness.

When he was released from the seal at this moment, his own defense was certainly in the worst state, but he also had the strongest offensive power.

When his will was coordinated with his true energy, his blade was as sharp as a divine sword!
When he put all of his Pure Yang Fire into it, combined with the Fire Dragon Sword he had learned earlier...

So, he slashed out the Fire Dragon God... Sword?!
The knife slashed out and cut into the chest of the drought demon as easily as cutting tofu.

Then the pure Yang fire that gathered into the divine edge radiated unscrupulously, forming the image of a fire dragon with bared fangs and claws behind the drought demon.

Just like that, the entire body of Hanba turned into ashes under the pure Yang fire, leaving only a charred head falling to the ground, looking very weak and powerless.

Zhao Yifu was also in a daze at this time. The loss was still great.

However, when he saw the head on the ground, he reached out and grabbed it without thinking, then took out the spiritual paper and spiritual ink, sealed it with the five elements, and stuffed it into the spiritual paper to form a picture shaped like a dried human head.

He didn't know whether such a seal could seal the drought demon, but he had no choice. After all, the Five Elements Seal could block all the spiritual power derived from the five elements. This was considered an extremely powerful sealing technique.

Of course, this was also the seal that Zhao Yifu felt the least confident in, because this drought demon was really difficult to kill, and he didn't know why it was so difficult to deal with.

Without understanding the reason, he was really unsure.

But at this moment, the God-Summoning Picture floated to his side.

Emperor Wenheng sat upright in the middle, then stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You have subdued this demon. This is a great deed."

Zhao Yifu asked curiously, "Can my Five Elements Seal really seal it?"

Emperor Wenheng nodded and said, "Indeed, the power of the drought demon lies in its natural ability to accumulate water from the heavens and distribute it within itself, thus causing severe droughts in the outside world. The more abundant its own water essence is, the stronger it becomes."

"Now you are using your supreme sword will to break open his body, and using your pure yang fire to evaporate his water essence. More importantly, you are immediately using the Five Elements Seal to prevent him from recovering."

"At this rate, as long as the Five Elements Seal remains, it won't be able to turn over."

Zhao Yifu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Then he took out a handful of Soul-Nourishing Pills from his arms and stuffed them into his mouth to recover the damage.

This was the first time he had overdrawn himself like this.

At this moment, a 'voice-over' appeared in the Summoning Gods diagram. Patriarch Chunyang said in a slightly strange tone, "Hurry up, aren't you done yet?"

Emperor Wenheng said slowly, "Why rush? This is official business."

Then he said to Zhao Yifu: "Because you completed the mission of the Heavenly Court and killed a fallen land, I will reward you with a chance to become an immortal."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hole appeared in the summoning diagram, and then a white ball of light came out of the hole and landed between Zhao Yifu's eyebrows.

Zhao Yifu covered his forehead and asked in confusion, "Then the drought demon is transformed from the land here?"

Emperor Wenheng nodded and said, "It was originally a good person in this area, so it was granted the position of land god."

"I never thought he still had a desire for immortality, secretly using his accumulated divine power to maintain the incorruptibility of his body during his lifetime."

"Six hundred years ago, it should have resigned, but unexpectedly, it became obsessed with it, and its spirit returned to its dead body. It then reversed the earth veins here, causing this once feng shui treasure land to slowly become a desolate place."

However, Zhao Yifu felt something was amiss. He said, "That shouldn't be the case. Since the land itself is a mortal, how could it have known how to preserve its own body from decay when it first became land?"

"There's also this method of reversing the earth's veins to transform oneself into a drought demon. It doesn't seem like knowledge that a decent landowner would have access to..."

Emperor Wenheng said calmly, "You have to explore this matter yourself. I can only follow the rules in the upper realm and cannot interfere with the operations of the lower realm."

Zhao Yifu nodded silently after hearing this. He wanted to ask again what the "immortal fate" was and what its function was.

But the ancestor in the picture of summoning gods could no longer bear it.

He shouted, "You bastard, look at the sword!"

Emperor Wenheng drew his sword and held it behind his head without even turning his head, then turned his back to block the master's sword attack.

"That child's ability to comprehend the sword's will is his own, what does it have to do with me?" The Grandmaster said angrily, "This is my most promising descendant, the one I was planning to inherit my sword skills. Yet, you allowed him to misuse sword techniques for swordsmanship. You deserve to be punished!"

Oh, click here.

After Zhao Yifu understood, he didn't care much about it. After all, it wasn't the first time these two bosses had fought, so he just watched with peace of mind.

He was too lazy to even look at it. He reached out to take down the summoning picture floating in the air, rolled it up and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Only then did he turn around with weak legs, just in time to see Wu Zhong appear on the hill over there.

"Master, I hear you are quiet..."

Wu Zhong shouted.

Zhao Yifu said: "Well, it ends here."

Wu Zhong immediately ran down the hillside.

Zhao Yifu stood there waiting and resting. He felt extremely tired and his body was weak. At this time, he didn't even want to move.

After thinking about it, he felt that he had spent a lot of time here, so he quickly took out another fasting pill and swallowed it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the fasting pill entered his stomach, he felt his intestines twitching, as if they were completely activated and were greedily sucking in the essence of the food emitted from the fasting pill.

After just a short while, the essence of the Qigong Pill was completely absorbed.

Zhao Yifu was stunned.

Wu Zhong had come close by then and asked, "How long did I fight this battle?"

Wu Zhong was also quite surprised. He said, "Master, the commotion here has lasted for seven days and seven nights!"

Zhao Yifu suddenly realized that this was no wonder.

He really didn't calculate the time, but he felt that it must be more than three days.

Because in the end he was completely focused on refining his swordsmanship, which can also be said to be an epiphany.

No wonder the master went crazy. He had a good chance to learn sword skills from him, and he had probably already figured out how to teach him in the future... but in the end, he was abducted and learned the sword skills first.

"Uncle Wu, help me up. Let's rest for a while and then we can go back."

Originally, Zhao Yifu was still thinking about whether to go deeper into the prison mountain, but unfortunately, it was impossible in his current condition.

The prison cell mountain was filled with dangers, and he wouldn't dare enter without being absolutely sure.

Wu Zhong hurriedly helped Zhao Yi Fu walk up, but before they left, a clear spring suddenly gushed out from the place where Zhao Yi Fu had thrown the stone.

Zhao Yifu had regained some strength at this time and hurriedly climbed up the hillside with Wu Zhong.

Looking back, I saw that the entire narrow desert area had become a pool of water, and water was flowing into the originally dry waterway again.

Maybe this place will become a beautiful lake in the future.

"Master, where does this water come from?"

Zhao Yifu said, "The one I smashed with the stone earlier was the Earth Temple here. This Earth Temple suppressed the water veins. Now that the talisman is gone, water will naturally flow again."

Wu Zhong seemed to understand what he heard, but he knew that this was all he needed to know, so he didn't ask any further questions.

He helped Zhao Yifu onto the donkey cart and said, "Master, are we going back now?"

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "Let's go back. I need to recuperate. I'm really exhausted this time."

He did not hide his weakness in front of his loyal servant, because no matter how weak he was, he was invulnerable after restoring the Shouren Law.

When he showed this weakness, he immediately brought himself and Wu Zhong closer... The feeling between the two, which had been somewhat unfamiliar, seemed to have returned to the days when they were master and servant who depended on each other.

Zhao Yifu sat in the donkey cart, and the cats beside him lay greedily close to his body, but they were quiet and didn't dare to make any sound.

Because Zhao Yifu has entered into a state of concentration.

To be honest, he has rarely entered a state of meditation since he started practicing the Shouren Method, because the Shouren Method is practiced all the time, so there is really no need to enter a state of meditation.

But this time it was different, he was searching for that 'immortal fate' in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

At first he didn't understand, but when he focused his attention on the two entries left by the two bosses when they met him, he suddenly understood.

This "Xianyuan" actually translates to "Talent Points"!
I just wonder how much sunshine and spiritual energy this one 'talent point' can be worth?
Out of curiosity, he chose the entry [Fate and Gathering] of Emperor Wenheng. He felt that since this immortal fate was given by Emperor Wenheng, it should naturally be used in this entry.

But I didn't expect...

"Cough cough!"

He heard a cough in his sea of ​​consciousness.

What he heard clearly was another entry: "A gentleman should be honest."

At this moment, he was blessed.

He quickly apologized to the entry for [Fate and Gathering], then went out and turned to the entry for [Gentleman with Sincerity].

He remembered that the two big guys in the summoning picture were still PKing. He didn't know how to make them stop, but now he understood.

As long as he keeps the water level, that's enough.

As for why they were arguing?

That's not easy...

His soul looked at the three options of [Sword Dao], [Alchemy Dao], and [Pure Yang True Fire]. Although he knew that investing this immortal fate into [Pure Yang True Fire] would definitely elevate his true fire to an unimaginable level.

But he still resolutely turned to [Kendo].

Nothing else, as long as the master is happy.

However, to his surprise, after he consciously injected his immortal fate into [Sword Dao], he saw several sub-options: [Sword Aura], [Sword Spirit], and [Sword Intent].

He briefly learned that 'Sword Aura' was an extremely powerful attack-assisting ability that sword cultivators could only acquire through arduous training and coincidence, and it could greatly enhance the power of swordsmanship.

The 'Sword Spirit' uses the sword's spiritual power to move, and the movement of the sword will cause the clouds in the sky to move. That's how it is.

The 'Sword Intent' was simple and straightforward, after all, he had just comprehended the 'Divine Edge' sword intent.

Honestly, all three options are excellent.

But he didn't really have a choice.

Zhao Yifu silently put his immortal fate into the [Sword Intent].

Then, the two words rapidly enlarged in front of him, and his consciousness fell into a magical state.

He seemed to be back in his previous battle with Hanba, except that before he was holding a heavy black iron knife, but this time he was holding a sword...

Ugh……

I always feel that some people are quite petty.

(End of this chapter)