The Wheel-Turning Master.

The battle between Nascent Souls is no small matter.

Moreover, both sides have their own backgrounds. One is Kong Shu, who is a powerful figure who has become a god; the other is Chen Tianren, who has an outstanding reputation but has sealed his sword for a long time.

One is close to perfection and has rich experience in fighting; the other has just entered the middle stage and has never fought with people of the same level.

Not only the low-level disciples were looking forward to this battle, but even the Yuanying stage disciples could not bear to miss it.

A white cloud was hanging on the top of Songhe Mountain. All the Yuanyings gathered in the main hall, including Jiang Xingchi and Yang Yangxin from Qiao Mountain, Meng Shanhe, an old friend from Zhouhui Mountain, Zhu Chengzhu from Tianhuo City, Zheng Yehe from Jiuyin Mountain, Gu Zangsong from Guyang School, and Du Jueming from Jiuzha Mountain.

Jing Si retreated into the hall, leaned forward and reported: "Senior, the arrangements have been completed, please check it."

"I trust you to do the job." Jiang Xingchi stroked his beard with satisfaction, "We will set up the battle after noon."

Jing Situi received the order and retreated.

The white clouds in the sky split into two, then four. Then, City Lord Zhu of Tianhuo City, Zheng Yehe of Jiuyin Mountain, Gu Cangsong of Guyang School and others stood up, fell into the white clouds, and spread out in all directions.

Soon, a green light came with clear water.

The fox, with his family, was held by Huang Ruhua and led Xiuxiu to talk to Jiang Xingchi.

Gu Qingshui did not get involved, but called Gu Yao and Zhu Jianyang over and asked, "Where is Lin Zhuanlun?"

"..." When Gu Yao saw that the old ancestor asked Lin Zhuanlun as soon as he arrived, she was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhu Jianyang.

Zhu Jianyang was mature and calm. He leaned over and replied, "He is outside the mountain. He said he wanted to go watch the battle up close with Pei Ning. He is over there." As he spoke, Zhu Jianyang pointed to another place.

"He is quite bold. Let him be careful." Gu Qingshui said.

"Yes." Zhu Jianyang took the order and turned to look for the person who delivered the message.

"Didn't they say that was just a rumor? Did Brother Bie Zhuanlun really do it?" Zhu Jianyang muttered to himself, wiped the sweat off his forehead, found Miaomiao, and told her, "Go find your master and tell him that the ancestor has something to say, asking him to be careful."

"The ancestor really loves Master!" Miaomiao straightened her back and patted her chest vigorously. Seeing that Zhu Jianyang looked unhappy, she quickly smiled and said, "Leave it to me!"

Zhu Jianyang frowned and slapped Miaomiao on the head, saying, "Be more stable and learn from Jiang Yu!"

Miaomiao responded lazily and headed west with Jiang Yu.

After walking ten miles, they saw a low hill with a broken attic with the roof blown off. In the attic, there were two men and two women sitting opposite each other. They were obviously Mo Yingcheng and his wife, and their master and his wife.

Miaomiao and Jiang Yu stepped forward to pay their respects and then delivered the message.

Lin Bai waved his feather fan in his hand, guessing that Aunt Gu had sent someone to deliver a message, probably because there were other arrangements afterwards and he needed to contribute.

"I already know." Lin Bai was worried about his two disciples, so he asked Miaomiao and Jiang Yu to go back to Songhe Mountain.

After waiting for a long time, at noon, light appeared in the area of ​​Songhe Mountain and the protective formation was activated.

Lin Bai and the others were outside the protective formation, and they were looking in the direction of Wanshou Mountain from afar.

Sure enough, Wanshou Mountain was also like this, except that it was not the previous ice formation.

The two sides set up a large formation because they were worried that the Nascent Soul battle would accidentally injure the low-level disciples.

At this moment, between Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain, the wind and smoke are clear, and the sky and mountains are the same color, giving a sense of vastness.

The sound of cranes crying from the sky was a sad sound.

Two hours later, a white cloud in the distance was blown by the wind to between the two mountains.

Then a gray shadow fell from the white clouds, and then the white clouds retreated into the distance.

Chen Zhiyuan stood suspended in the air, wearing a light grey linen shirt, with his hair tied in a pine-branch bun, and his back slightly hunched. With his hands behind his back, he did not have the graceful demeanor of a god, but rather a curious look, as if he was meeting his in-laws for the first time.

Soon, a dark shadow slowly approached from the direction of Wanshou Mountain.

Kong Shu has white hair and a black robe. There is a starry sky painted on his left sleeve and auspicious clouds on his right sleeve. It is obviously a sect robe.

The two were more than a hundred feet apart, and neither of them uttered a word. The tens of thousands of disciples on Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain were also quiet, with only the sound of the wind.

"Is the person coming Chen Zhiyuan?" Kong Shu had no flesh on his face, his white hair was tied in a bun, he looked extremely old, his eyes were cloudy, he looked at a few colorful clouds in the sky, and then stared at Chen Zhiyuan.

"I am Chen Zhiyuan from Daoyin Sect, greeting you." Chen Zhiyuan bowed and saluted from a distance.

Kong Shu said nothing, but looked at the other person quietly. After a long time, he leaned over and returned the greeting.

He had never treated his peers like this since he came to the East China Sea, which clearly showed that he attached great importance to them.

"Kong Shu, the last member of the Shoutian Pavilion of the Tianwen Sect." Kong Shu's voice was like a trickle of water squeezed out of a dry riverbed.

"I have heard of your name for a long time. Today I am fortunate enough to see you. This is enough to comfort me for the rest of my life." Kong Shu said.

"A poor traveler from the mountains and countryside dare not regard himself as a god." Chen Zhiyuan bowed again.

Kong Shu looked at him coldly and asked, "Since you are a sword cultivator, what sword do you cultivate?"

Chen Zhiyuan took out a rusty long sword and said, "I was enlightened with a wooden sword. After I entered Taoism, I failed to practice sword skills, so I gave it up. I lived in a muddle for decades, stuck in the quagmire, and got an ordinary sword to protect myself."

He held the sword in both hands, raising it slightly.

Kong Shu's eyes brightened, and after a quick glance, he realized that it was indeed an ordinary object. A smile appeared on his skinny face, and he said, "To break through the mirror, you need elixirs and spiritual herbs. To fight in battle, you need magic tools to help you. This is the power of external objects."

He took out a round plate that looked like stone and wood, and held it in his palm. "This Tianshu Plate was made by my ancestors and I refined it. When I was in the Northern Wilderness, I traveled all over the place with this thing, and I was considered to be somewhat famous among my peers."

Kong Shu looked at Chen Zhiyuan and said, "Daoyou, return to the original nature, cultivate your own way, and do not use external things to resist the enemy. I am not as good as you."

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Dao." Chen Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"I would like to ask Chen Tianren for some advice today!" Kong Shu held the Tianshu Plate in his hand and moved forward.

Chen Zhiyuan put the sword in front of his chest with a serious expression.

"The divine power is like a prison!" Kong Shu pointed towards the Tianshu plate, and saw a huge mirage appear in front of him.

The mirage obscured one side, with an aura of majesty and grandeur that was inviolable.

Kong Shumai stepped into the mirage and disappeared into it.

Chen Zhiyuan did not hesitate. He immediately took the sword and entered the mirage and disappeared into it.

The urgent sound of sword passed by, and the huge mirage immediately dissipated like dust, revealing two figures, but Kong Shujing was already close to Chen Zhiyuan.

Kong Shu's body was dry and he was in a black robe. He held the Tianshu Plate forward with one hand and slapped it with the other hand, invoking the true meaning of the Great Dao, with a majestic and imprisoning intention. Chen Zhiyuan's sword did not leave his hand, but he pointed it out from time to time, with the most refined, true and pure intention, but he retreated again and again under Kong Shu's attack.

The true meaning of the Tao was surging, but it seemed that neither of them could do anything to the other, so the fight was not very intense.

The fox had the most venomous eyes. She was standing above Huang Ruhua, stretching her neck to stare blankly, and she did not forget to comment, "Kong Shu borrowed the power of the rare treasure, and each time he struck out, he could imprison one side, and the intention of imprisonment became stronger. But Xiao Chen was as natural as the real thing, his body and sword were not stagnant, and although he could not break the opponent's imprisonment, he could defend himself. The way of the Tao is simple, and both of them have eliminated the dross and retained the essence. You two should learn well."

"Chen Zhiyuan is a sword cultivator, but he focused more on defense than attack, and was forced to retreat step by step. It seems that the title of celestial being is not worthy of his reputation." Du Jueming said with a smile.

"That's true." The fox glanced at Du Jueming and said with a smile, "It's a pity that he is short and has short legs, otherwise he would have escaped back by now!"

Du Jueming's smile disappeared and he glared at the fox angrily.

The fox sneered and wagged its tail. Just as it was about to make a few more sarcastic remarks, it suddenly noticed something happening on the scene.

Kong Shu stopped his attack and shouted, "If this is all you have, you'll be defeated!"

Chen Zhiyuan did not retreat any further. He bowed and followed the sword without any fancy tricks. The gray clothes and the rusty sword became a shadow, and he walked towards Kong Shu with the most true and pure intention and unrivaled momentum.

Compared with before, at this moment Chen Zhiyuan no longer held back to test. His sword was pure and clear, causing the heaven and earth to change color. It had an unmatched power, as if nothing in the universe could change his will, and nothing in his mind could move him.

At that moment, everyone in Songhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain was moved, and those who practiced swords looked forward more carefully.

The sword was so powerful that even the clouds in the sky moved closer to see it.

"Before Tie Huasheng died, he said that although he and Chen Tianren had similar fates, he himself was just a firefly. Now it seems that who is not a firefly in front of Chen Tianren?" Gao Yuanyuan sighed.

"The light of a firefly can illuminate all directions. Tie Huasheng just took a wrong path." Li Xuanji glanced at the white clouds in the sky.

“Erasing away the copper rust, washing away all the lead, there is also a bit of innocence.” Huang Ruhua vaguely recalled Tie Huasheng’s dying words. Now seeing the power of Chen Tianren, her eyes could not help but redden, and she cried while wiping away her tears, “Master is a sword of copper rust, and Chen Tianren is a sword of iron rust. Master can only close his eyes and wait for death when facing Jindan, but Chen Tianren can cross levels and kill him. Why is there such a big difference? Woo woo woo, Master’s lifelong wish is to advance to Jindan and to see Chen Tianren’s sword. Unfortunately, neither of them…”

The fox stepped on Huang Ruhua's head with both feet, staring at her non-stop. After hearing what his good disciple said, he did not forget to stomp his feet and said unhappily, "Your master has many spiritual orifices, built his foundation early, and has a strong heart for seeking the truth. But unfortunately he went astray and thought that the rust on the copper-rusted sword was actually on the sword and in the heart! Haha, your stupid master raised a stupid disciple like you, who cries all day long and brings shame to Zhou Huishan!"

Huang Ruhua was a person of temperament. Seeing the fox mocking her, she cried, "You said I was stupid? I have recognized you as my master for a long time, why haven't I become smarter?"

The fox was stunned for a moment, and couldn't find any suitable words to refute.

Xiuxiu never participated in the quarrels between the master and disciple, but just put her arm around Huang Ruhua's waist.

Over there, Chen Zhiyuan's sword power was getting stronger and stronger, while Kong Shu retreated again and again, using the Tianshu disk to set up several restrictions.

However, Chen Zhiyuan treated the confinement as nothing, and his power did not diminish in the slightest.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Seeing the other party getting closer and closer, Kong Shu's black robe suddenly swelled up, his face turned red, his blood surged, and the Tianshu Plate in his hand trembled constantly.

“Light the rhinoceros candle to illuminate, cutting off the sky and the earth.” Then he slapped out with his palm, its force was so magnificent that it aroused the true meaning of heaven and earth, and it seemed as if a god had arrived in person.

Kong Shu took out his most powerful skill, and there was a loud bang. Chen Zhiyuan, who had just joined forces with his sword and was unstoppable, was no match for him and was knocked down to the ground.

The strong wind blew away the dust, and Chen Zhiyuan was seen standing in a deep pit, with a slightly hunched back, a sword in his hand, breathing heavily, and looking up at the sky.

His linen clothes were torn and covered in dust, but the sword in his hand was not rusty at all and was instead as shiny as new.

"You are indeed worthy of the name of a celestial being!" Kong Shu was hanging high in the air, looking down, frowning and alert, and said: "Your original life was a rusty iron sword, but you followed the true and pure intention. Now it seems that it is not entirely true, the true and pure is just a superficial one! You did not only practice the sword, but also practiced other methods!"

"Brother Dao, you have a keen eye!" Chen Zhiyuan picked up the sword, gently brushed the blade with one hand, and suddenly laughed, "Thank you, Brother Dao, for washing my sword!"

Chen Zhiyuan's slightly hunched back finally stood up straight. He was no longer as ordinary as before. He actually had the aura of a master. Although he was standing on the ground, he had a heroic spirit that soared to the sky and an attitude that looked down on everything.

Kong Shu looked back at Wanshou Mountain, sighed, and said, "The rusty sword has two parts, the outer sword and the inner sword. The outer sword is already so powerful, I would like to hear about the inner sword!"

"Please give me some advice, brother!"

Chen Zhiyuan took a step forward, then soared into the sky, and then moved forward with the sword in hand, not very fast, and not with any apparent power.

Kong Shu was pointed at by the sword, and suddenly he felt dazed, with a myriad of thoughts surging in his mind, as if he was covered by the sword from the inside out, from his body to his soul, and even the beginning and end of everything he did, and there was no way to escape.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law! The wind and thunder receive the order, and all ten directions are destroyed! Get up!" Chen Zhiyuan held the sword forward, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Kong Shu.

Kong Shu saw that his move did not show any power, but seemed to return to nature, blending into the heaven and earth, as if someone was in harmony with the Tao, and even in harmony with everything in the heaven and earth.

Sure enough, I saw that everything in the world seemed to be summoned. The artifacts left over from the previous battle trembled, and the spiritual energy and the wind condensed on the sword. The mountains and rocks were vast, and the trees were tall, but they also separated a piece of broken stone and a green leaf, following the sword.

Kong Shu only felt the Tianshu Plate in his hand tremble slightly, like a ray of the power of the rules of the great way floating towards the other party.

Lin Bai looked carefully and suddenly felt that the destructive sword intent remaining in his body had disappeared a little.

The fox jumped into Xiuxiu's arms, and a wisp of white clouds separated from the sky.

For a moment, Chen Zhiyuan's sword was as calm as before, but countless visible and invisible objects gathered together, and then had the momentum to cover the sky and the sun, and nothing could compete with it.

Kong Shu retreated repeatedly. He had never seen such a situation in the past two thousand years. He felt confused and felt that no matter what methods he used, he was no match for the opponent.

The force that covered the sky and the sun was pressing down not very fast. Kong Shu kept retreating and had already retreated to the foot of Wanshou Mountain.

Seeing that he had no way to retreat and was about to be devoured by the sword, Kong Shu looked back at Wanshou Mountain, then stared at Chen Zhiyuan, his eyes surging with burning light, holding the Tianshu Plate in his left hand and a piece of ice jade in his right hand. "Light the lamp to continue the day, only death will follow!"

In an instant, a pair of phantom hands stretched out, covering the heaven and earth, as if the heaven and earth were in their palms.

He stretched out his palm and immediately grabbed Chen Zhiyuan, and also grasped the countless objects that followed the sword in his hand.

The law of heaven and earth reappeared, and the heaven and earth were silent. In the distance, several groups of white clouds retreated rapidly, like dogs that had lost their homes.

But in just three breaths, several rays of light came out from the palm of the huge figure, and then more and more rays of light appeared, and then the shadow of the palm disappeared, as if it was cut off.

A gray-brown light shot out into the sky, and Chen Zhiyuan held a long sword in his hand. Then countless broken swords, various useless magic weapons, broken stones and flying grass, spiritual energy and wind rushed towards Chen Zhiyuan.

"The secret method of the inheritance of the Divine Transformation is indeed extraordinary. It's a pity that I got the form but not the meaning!" Chen Zhiyuan looked at the tall shadow under him. Instead of running away, he counterattacked and followed the sword down.

All kinds of tools followed, and for a moment it was like a rain of swords. The shadow of the law of heaven and earth was gouged with countless wounds and could no longer be maintained. After a sigh, it dissipated.

Kong Shu used his secret technique, but he could no longer fight. Although no sword touched him, he could no longer hold on. He fell from the sky. His cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, but he just stared blankly at Chen Zhiyuan's sword.

"Don't hurt my senior brother!" A huge white crane and a team of gold and silver rings flew out from Wanshou Mountain.

Chen Zhiyuan stopped, turned his sword, and pointed the remaining sword force at the oncoming person.

The white crane was seen bleeding, its double rings shattered, and it fell in front of a tree along with Kong Shu.

When Chen Zhiyuan landed, countless broken swords, various magical weapons, gravel and dry grass also fell to the ground.

The tree swayed, its green leaves turned yellow, and then withered, just like the dilapidated and lifeless Kong Shu under the tree. (End of this chapter)