The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

The "Five Realms" Dharma form is connected to heaven and earth, like a cicada chirping before the autumn wind blows, its spiritual perception is extremely keen.

now.

They sensed a vast, majestic, and righteous power emanating from the darkness. This power wasn't particularly strong, but for the four of them, it was even more shocking than the release of sword intent by "Sword Saint Dugu".

""road"…"

"How could someone at merely the second realm have entered the 'Dao'..."

"White Dragon King" Dong Biwu's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

"Blue-eyed Demon" Wanyan Hong suddenly stood up, his emerald green eyes fixed on the sky that was gradually turning blue.

The Grand Elder of the "Peerless Sect" was taken aback at first, then looked at the arena with burning eyes, and his figure disappeared into the pavilion in a flash.

The dignified middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and murmured, "This 'Dao' aura seems to be something I've never seen before..." At this thought, his eyes lit up and he turned his gaze toward the arena.

In the blink of an eye.

Liu Peisan, clad in heavy armor of true qi, was not far away. He took a step and leaped high into the air, his body arching like a longbow. He swung his long-prepared bronze staff down like an arrow, roaring:

"die!…"

The stick did not fall.

The overwhelming force almost solidified the air, and bursts of blood and white light erupted as it crashed down like a small mountain.

Zhu Yu suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure coming from all directions, binding him firmly to the spot. He had no way to resist, so he used his sword as a pen to complete the last word.

A line of poetry appeared.

He can kill one man in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.

The rust on the ancient sword has crumbled, revealing the two characters "Qingyuan" on the blade.

Zhu Yu looked up at the sky, his gentle eyes reflecting the ferocious figure of "Liu Peisan," while the rest of the space was filled with a sky-blue color.

He parted his lips slightly, "Come..."

next moment.

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming.

The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

The three lines of poetry silently dissipated, transforming into a blue ray that shot into the sky.

Gathering the abundant "literary energy" contained within the ancient sword "Qingyuan," the azure light surged with power, instantly tearing through the pressure of Liu Pei's three sticks, sending him flying, and then soaring into the sky.

A rumble of thunder echoed throughout.

Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw that, at some point, the sky had turned a strange azure-jade color, accompanied by a blue light shooting into the clouds, and a vortex condensed out.

next moment.

"Hiss..."

The neighing of horses resounded through the sky, and then a phantom figure riding a horse emerged from it. With each step it took, it solidified a little more.

Waiting to land on the ring.

Suddenly, he transformed into a chivalrous knight riding a white horse, with a curved sword at his waist, a martial tassel on his head, and a bold and unrestrained face. He laughed loudly twice, spurred his horse, and rode straight towards Liu Peisan, who was charging towards him with a staff.

The two are intertwined.

Without a roar, a bright white light, like the moon, flashed by, and "Liu Peisan" rushed forward a few steps before suddenly stopping.

"Crack!"... A barely audible crisp sound rang out, and the next moment, the heavy armor of true qi on his body exploded, turning into specks of crystal and disappearing without a trace.

"This... hiss..."

"Liu Peisan's 'True Qi Armor' has actually been broken!..."

"Who is that person riding the white horse?...

"..."

Everyone stared blankly at this sudden reversal, somewhat at a loss, unable to recover for a long time.

On the arena.

Liu Peisan felt a stinging pain in his neck, raised his hand to wipe it, and a blush of blood came into view. He looked at the white-horse knight who had returned to Zhu Yu, feeling his human-like but inhuman aura. His gaze fell on the gentle-faced Zhu Yu and the divine inscription "Righteous Qi" above his head, and a somewhat hoarse voice rang out.

"Is he not human? Is this the true effect of your divine pronouncements?"

"Um."

Zhu Yu nodded slightly and said, "Junior Brother, would you like to compete again?...

Liu Peisan was silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "Thank you for showing mercy, Senior Brother. Peisan admits defeat."

Having said that, he picked up his fine bronze cudgel and prepared to leave the arena.

"etc…"

Liu Peisan stopped in his tracks and looked over in confusion.

Zhu Yu waved his hand to disperse the chivalrous projection that had manifested the power of the "vast river" through poetry. Just as he was about to say something, his vision suddenly blurred, and he saw the figure of "Elder" Yan Shu appear before him.

"This disciple greets the Grand Elder."

Zhu Yu dared not be negligent and hurriedly bowed to pay his respects.

"No need for formalities."

Yan Shu stepped forward with a smile and helped him up. Under the man's questioning gaze, his eyes burned with fervor as he asked, "Tell me, how did you guide him to the 'Dao'?"

Fearing he might not understand, he added:

"That power you just unleashed..."

Zhu Yu was puzzled, but he didn't hide anything and said frankly, "Reporting to the Grand Elder, when I manifested the divine word 'Righteous Qi,' I was inspired to write a poem. Afterwards, I discovered that I could summon a powerful force from the darkness, which I call 'The River of Righteous Qi.'"

"Elder" Yan Shu was taken aback at first, stared at Zhu Yu with a complicated look for several breaths, and then burst out laughing.

"Haha, just a sudden whim, the vast river of time... good... good indeed..."

He didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder, and then disappeared in a flash.

"To call the 'source of power' the 'Tao' suggests that I'm not the only one in the martial arts world who can summon the 'source of power'..."

The thought flashed through his mind, but Zhu Yu didn't dwell on it. Instead, he took a few steps to stand silently in front of Liu Peisan, who was not far away. Under Liu's questioning gaze, he solemnly said:

"I hit it off immediately with Junior Brother Liu, and I wish to become sworn brothers with him, sharing both good times and bad! Junior Brother, are you willing?"

"I hit it off immediately with Junior Brother Liu, and I wish to become sworn brothers with him, sharing both good times and bad! Junior Brother, are you willing?"

Upon hearing this...

Liu Peisan was stunned.

Invite him to become sworn brothers?

Although he had a good impression of Zhu Yu, they were still far from becoming sworn brothers. He wanted to refuse, but for some reason, looking at Zhu Yu's sincere eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say no.

He could be easily defeated.

It is obvious that Zhu Yu belongs to that small group of people, and it would not be surprising if he could even make it onto the "Dragon and Phoenix List" in the future.

The fact that such a hero was willing to invite him to "swear brotherhood" shows that in his mind, he was also a renowned hero...

Thinking like that.

Liu Peisan was increasingly reluctant to refuse, but he knew that "swearing brotherhood" was difficult, and if he did it so hastily, the two of them might become a laughing stock.

Just as he was about to find an excuse, he suddenly sensed a vague connection between himself and Zhu Yu, and he had a feeling that if he agreed, this connection would be completely solidified.

"Is this a 'sworn brotherhood'?"

Liu Peisan was stunned. In his understanding, forming a sworn brotherhood was not easy, so what was this? After only a moment's hesitation, he cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother. I am willing."

The words fell.

Both of them felt a deep connection with each other and some of the effects of "sworn brotherhood".

"As expected, the 'sworn brotherhood' I initiated can be established as long as the recipient agrees..."

Overjoyed, Zhu Yu regained his senses, grasped Liu Peisan's hands tightly, and said with a beaming smile, "Third Brother!"

"Big brother."

Liu Peisan was taken aback by how easily they could become sworn brothers. His expression softened with excitement as he replied, "Brother!"