Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 137 The Great River Sword Comes from the Sky

Qin Haoyu appeared in front of everyone again, full of energy, his eyes like stars, and his whole person had undergone amazing changes from the inside out.

Obviously, he must have gained huge benefits inside Yuelu Academy.

At this moment, many martial arts newcomers could no longer sit still. They all focused and began to prepare seriously for the challenge.

Linjiang No. 1 Middle School was no exception. Lu Yifan, Yu Shouping, and Hou Fei all stepped through the gate of the academy one after another, displaying their most proficient martial arts moves and engaging in fierce battles with the paper figures.

Xu Yuebing was also a little excited, but when she turned around, she saw Ye Qingzhou standing there motionless, and immediately asked curiously: "Aren't you going to break through?"

Ye Qingzhou looked up at the bright sun in the sky and said something that Xu Yuebing couldn't understand: "Wrong timing, wrong method."

"When? How?"

Xu Yuebing was completely confused, but when she saw that Ye Qingzhou did not walk into Yuelu Academy, she did not go in either.

Ye Qingzhou leaned close to her ear and whispered, "We can come back in the evening and try it out together then."

"it is good."

Xu Yuebing was happy in her heart, but her face was still cold, making it impossible to tell her true emotions.

After finishing dinner and resting for a while, Ye Qingzhou went to the girls' dormitory and called Xu Yuebing.

Willow head on the moon, after dusk.

The half-smiles on the faces of the girls in the dormitory made Xu Yuebing unable to maintain her modesty as an ice fairy any longer. Her face turned red with shame, just like the sunset in the sky, which was extremely beautiful.

Yuan Zhiyi, who received Ye Qingzhou's call, was also a little dumbfounded: "You want to break through? Now?"

"Can't you?"

"It's not that I can't... Never mind, it's up to you."

Yuan Zhiyi was too tired to complain. Who would come to challenge the level so late at night?

I’m so full!
Afterwards, adhering to the principle of sharing difficulties among brothers, Yuan Zhiyi called Zeng Jixia over as well. The latter was very dissatisfied as he had just been about to go on a date with his girlfriend.

"Yuan Zhiyi, you don't have a girlfriend, but I do. Can't you just be a human being?"

"Zeng Jixia, don't forget that we almost became sworn brothers, and we agreed to share the hardships together."

"Get lost. Fortunately, I didn't find a chicken head to chop off, otherwise I would have suffered a great loss."

The two quickly arrived at Yuelu Academy, and Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing had been waiting for a long time.

Zeng Jixia was still thinking about going back to see his girlfriend and spending some time together under the moonlight, so he couldn't help but urge Ye Qingzhou: "When are you going to start the challenge?"

"Now."

After Ye Qingzhou finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged at the entrance of the academy.

"???"

Zeng Jixia glared at him: "Aren't you going to pass the level? Why are you sitting down?"

“This is the correct way to get through.”

Ye Qingzhou then asked Xu Yuebing to sit down as well, and then he used the Heart Sword, using the secret technique of mind-to-mind communication to draw part of Xu Yuebing's consciousness to himself.

After saying that, Ye Qingzhou closed his eyes and performed spiritual martial arts that he had never used before.

Yin energy, the mind wandering in the void!
This is a special martial art that he learned after he mastered the Yin Force during the battle with Li Yanxin.

In fact, it is more like a magical power than a martial art.

Ye Qingzhou was seen sitting still, his mind and will, in a Yin-spirit posture that was difficult for human eyes to distinguish, leaving his own flesh and wandering in the void.

This is the method of wandering in the universe.

The way Yin gods obtain information is different from that of humans.

Because of the loss of the physical body, the Yin Spirit also loses the five senses and six consciousnesses of human beings.

But where there is loss there is gain. Ye Qingzhou lost his five senses and six consciousnesses, and also lost the constraints of his physical body. His flawless sword heart was able to reflect this bizarre world like a mirror and reveal a broader reality.

The originally invisible sound waves, light waves, electromagnetic waves, and various wave phenomena in nature are now clearly visible to the Yin God, just like observing lines on the palm.

Even radio waves, microwaves, infrared rays, ultraviolet rays, X-rays and gamma rays were all clearly visible and reflected in Ye Qingzhou's spiritual world.

Volatility is everywhere.

Having lost his sight, one of his five senses, Ye Qingzhou was able to see the deeper structure of the world and witness the more real side of the world behind the colorful world.

But if you gain something, you will lose something.

Ye Qingzhou's Yin Spirit is still too fragile at the moment. Once he loses the protection of his physical body, which is his precious raft for traversing the world, he will immediately have to face the impact of various cosmic rays, just like a person without a boat, falling into the vast ocean.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Qingzhou did not rashly use the method of wandering in the sky during the day. Otherwise, facing the sun directly would be like a person falling into the water facing the raging waves.

"Two seniors, please help me protect the law."

"???"

Zeng Jixia and Yuan Zhiyi were startled when they heard the voice suddenly ringing in their minds, and then they realized that the person "talking" to them was Ye Qingzhou.

But Ye Qingzhou, who was sitting on the ground, clearly did not speak!
"The mind is transmitting sound, and the Yin spirit is leaving the body!?"

"Fuck, isn't this the secret of Mount Sanqing? I heard that only the senior members of the sect who are elders or above can comprehend it. How did Ye Qingzhou learn it?"

Zeng Jixia and Yuan Zhiyi looked at each other, and then waves of anger rose in their hearts.

Who is the origin of this martial arts genius in front of me?

He even learned the method of leaving the body of the Yin Spirit from Sanqing Mountain!
Ye Qingzhou ignored their thoughts. At this moment, his Yin Spirit was leading Xu Yuebing's consciousness through the gate of Yuelu Academy, and the two of them floated directly inside.

But this time, none of the paper figures launched an attack.

Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing walked through the main gate, the second gate, the lecture hall, the Banxuezhai, the Jiaoxuezhai, the Baiquanxuan, the Imperial Library and the Sutra Review Hall in a dignified manner, without any obstructions along the way, bathed in the sound of reading aloud, and arrived at the gate of the Confucian Temple.

The Confucian Temple enshrines the sages and saints of the Dongji Kingdom throughout the ages, and it also gathers the thoughts and wishes of the people of the Dongji Kingdom.

A spiritual energy condensed from pure thinking fills the entire academy, and the Confucian Temple is the place where the power of thought is the strongest.

Ye Qingzhou, carrying Xu Yuebing's consciousness, was about to step into the Confucian Temple when two magnificent sword lights flew from the sky.

“Have you not seen that the water of the great river comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.”

"I happened to play with the flying sword and destroyed the first peak in Zhongnan."

Poet Li Taibai!
Drunken Immortal Lu Chunyang!
The Literary Mind and the Carving of Dragons, literature carries the message!
These two light lines of poetry are as heavy as Mount Tai in the world of the soul, with magnificent momentum and lofty artistic conception.

The sword of the great river is like a waterfall from heaven, falling from the galaxy to the earth. The sword energy is majestic and vast, like mercury pouring on the ground, unstoppable.

The sword of the flying god was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and meteorites fell from the sky, tearing the sky apart, smashing the earth, and destroying everything in its path.

At this moment, Zeng Jixia and Yuan Zhiyi, who were waiting outside the academy, were completely shocked by the aftermath of the sword intent even though they had not faced the two supreme sword intents that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

Unexplained fear filled the two men's hearts, leaving them speechless and unable to move, with looks of confusion and fear on their faces.

"what happens?"

"Why can't I move?"

"What on earth did Ye Qingzhou do in there? Did he want to demolish the Confucian Temple and offend the ancient sages who were worshipped there?"

The two were terrified, but there was nothing they could do. They could only stand there staring and worrying.

However, Ye Qingzhou, who was outside the gate of the Confucian Temple and facing the two supreme sword powers of the Poet Immortal and the Drunken Immortal, was calm and composed at this moment, and his heart was not touched at all.

"What a sword spirit, what a courage!"

Ye Qingzhou felt the amazing sword intentions of Li Bai and Lu Chunyang, and felt a pity in his heart: "It's a pity that I can't be born in the same era as the two of you and compete with you in swordsmanship."

Zheng~
The heart sword rang, and Ye Qingzhou's Yin spirit burst into a brilliant sword light.

Then his mind was infinitely elevated, and the six forces of wind, fire, mountain, forest, shadow and thunder transformed into six giant dragons and soared into the sky.

The six dragons all have horns like a deer, heads like a camel, eyes like rabbits, necks like snakes, bellies like clams, scales like fish, claws like eagles, paws like tigers, and ears like cows. They soar above the nine heavens, raising clouds and bringing rain, and their mighty power is felt throughout the world.

"Literature carries the truth, that's how it is."

Ye Qingzhou felt something in his heart, and immediately understood the significance of Yuelu Academy. Killing the paper man, gaining the gift of thought power, and using it to strengthen one's mind and will, this so-called benefit, in the final analysis, is just like standing on the vast sea and picking up a small fish washed up on the shore.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish.

The most valuable thing about Yuelu Academy is actually the secret art of "using literature to convey the truth".

Literature carries the message, and the paper and words that record knowledge carry the civilizational power of the Dongji Kingdom and gather the wishes and beliefs of the people, making this place a gathering place of literary spirit and a prosperous place of incense.

As martial artists from the Dongji Kingdom, which shares the same cultural origin, they can naturally gain the power of thought and strengthen their own martial arts will by killing paper figures.

Paper figures represent books and poems, and are the real carriers of the power of thought.

Then, the sword can naturally serve as a carrier to carry the mind and will of the martial artist.

"Carry the Dao with the sword, and defend the Dao with the sword!"

"Long Yuan, help me!"

Zheng~
Ang~
The sounds of swords roaring and dragons calling responded to Ye Qingzhou's cry from the heart. The Emperor Sword Long Yuan suddenly came out of its sheath, flew across the sky, and blocked Ye Qingzhou's way.

At the same time, Ye Qingzhou's martial arts will turned into six giant dragons, entwining above Longyuan, and the light of Ye Qingzhou's heart sword became brighter and brighter, like moonlight, illuminating the three-foot area of ​​the spiritual platform.

Dang~
The three sword intentions collided violently and blended with each other. Ye Qingzhou's mind was under unprecedented washing and was almost pierced with holes.

However, an indomitable fighting spirit always kept the light of Ye Qingzhou's soul from being extinguished.

Xu Yuebing seemed to have sensed the crisis that Ye Qingzhou was facing. Her mind was clearly filled with timidity and fear, but she still overcame the interference of negative emotions, stepped forward, stood shoulder to shoulder with Ye Qingzhou, and together they endured the attacks from the two great sword intentions, the Sword of the Great River and the Sword of the Flying God.

The pain of having the soul torn apart is something that ordinary people cannot bear at all. At this moment, Xu Yuebing is just forcing himself to hold on.

Finally, Ye Qingzhou withstood the impact of the Sword of the Great River and the Sword of the Flying God, and struggled to the last moment, and his mind underwent another transformation.

Heart sword, the mind turns into sword!
This sword is invisible and intangible, blending with heaven and earth, allowing Ye Qingzhou's heart sword to break through to the third level - it comes from the mind first!
Before he could even think of killing, the enemy had already been stabbed by the sword.

This is an extremely mysterious magical power. When Ye Qingzhou senses the hostility of his opponent, the heart sword will automatically launch a counterattack before Ye Qingzhou has any thoughts, killing the target with sword intent.

The more hostile the target is towards Ye Qingzhou, the heavier the counterattack from the Heart Sword will be.

And after this catastrophe, Xu Yuebing's heart sword was polished to be exquisite and transparent, illuminating inside and out. He officially entered the first level of heart sword and mastered the magical power of making the sword move with his heart.

Eee~
The test was over and the gate of the Confucian Temple was suddenly opened.

An old man whose appearance could not be seen clearly appeared in front of Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing.

This person is very old, but he gives people a sense of vitality, and the shadows of many Confucian temple sages are reflected in him.

Ye Qingzhou immediately understood that the old man in front of him was not a specific sage, but the embodiment of the Confucian Temple’s “literature carries the message”.

In other words, the "Tao" carried by the Confucian temple here has transformed into the old man in scholar's clothes in front of him, and the old man carries part of the national destiny of the Dongji Kingdom.

That is why it looks old yet full of vitality. It is because the national strength of Dongji Kingdom is on the rise at this time, like a rising sun in the east.

And he, as the chief priest of Yuelu Academy, is the final boss who has never been defeated by any martial artist.

Since the establishment of Nanjing University, no one has ever passed this last hurdle, the Confucian Temple of Yuelu Academy.

In fact, this is not an assessment that can be passed by fighting.

A college is a place for learning.

Paper figures are roadblocks, only because the academy is a temple of the soul. The real way to pass it is to use your heart to feel the truth of "literature carries the message", learn how to control your own emotions and will, and learn how to use the power of thinking.

Those who break in can only stop at the Sutra School.

The chief priest looked at Ye Qingzhou's Yin Spirit and said, "You can take on the sword intentions of Li Taibai and Lu Chunyang. Your determination to obtain the sword is truly indestructible."

“I have benefited a lot from this battle, and I am really grateful.”

Ye Qingzhou expressed his sincere gratitude.

"That's not necessary. The opportunity is here. People with insight can take it. If you can gain something, that's your ability."

The words of the high priest are like the earnest teachings of a saint, and listening to them makes people feel like being bathed in spring breeze.

And Ye Qingzhou had just endured the mental impact of the two great sword intentions, and indeed gained a lot.

Especially with the Sword of the Great River and the Sword of the Flying God, the intersection of the two sword intents was like a collision of souls. Ye Qingzhou seemed to have crossed time and space, sitting and discussing with Li Bai and Lu Chunyang, exchanging each other's experiences in swordsmanship.

The chief priest glanced at the Longyuan Sword in Ye Qingzhou's arms and said, "You have amazing talent and the sword of the emperor. Why don't you serve the country?"

Ye Qingzhou pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head: "As the saying goes, a dragon does not live with a snake, and a tiger does not walk with a dog. I have devoted my life to the sword, and I cannot be an eagle or a dog, and I cannot bend my waist."

"If the country is in danger, what will you do?"

"Of course, I will raise my three-foot-long sword, perform unprecedented feats, and pacify the world and cleanse the universe."

Ye Qingzhou also had feelings in his heart, but the current Dongji Kingdom did not need him to save it, so he rejected the proposal of the high priest, and was determined: "High Priest, the way you seek is to cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern the country and bring peace to the world. But my way is only the sword."

The chief priest seemed to have expected this and was not angry. Instead, he said to Ye Qingzhou meaningfully, "The Emperor Sword chose you, proving that you have great ambitions. One day, you will swing the sword in your hand for all living beings in this world. What is the Dao? What people in the world want in their hearts is the great Dao of the world."

Having said this, when Ye Qingzhou came to his senses, his mind and will had returned to his body.

Zeng Jixia and Yuan Zhiyi were finally able to speak, and they almost fell in front of Ye Qingzhou: "Fuck, what did you do just now? Did you tear down the Confucian Temple?"

"No, why would I do something like that?"

Ye Qingzhou looked at the two of them strangely, as if he was looking at two fools.

The Confucian Temple carries the thoughts and wishes of countless people over thousands of years. Do you dare to demolish it?

Don’t you want to live?

Just the two lines of poetry left by Li Bai and Lu Chunyang, combined with the sword intent, almost killed him. If he really wanted to attack the Confucian Temple, the sages of all ages enshrined in it would have to step down from the altar and twist off their own heads with their own hands, right?

Zeng Jixia saw that Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing were both in high spirits, so she asked in surprise, "Have you met the chief priest?"

Xu Yuebing glanced at Ye Qingzhou and said nothing.

Ye Qingzhou nodded: "Yes."

"Fuck, did you guys pass the level?"

"It's considered a clearance."

Ye Qingzhou answered this way, but even he was not very sure.

After all, the last hurdle of the Confucian Temple cannot be passed by fighting. The key is to get the approval of the high priest and then inherit the "literature carries the truth".

In this way, you can learn how to use the power of thought, so that when you use spiritual martial arts in the future, the effect will be stronger.

But before Ye Qingzhou met the high priest, he had already understood the meaning of "using literature to convey the truth" and changed it to "using the sword to convey the truth".

…………

Nanda, Infirmary.

"elder brother?"

Gu Mingye struggled to get up from the bed, but was finally pushed back by his brother Gu Minghui.

"How did you get hurt so badly?"

"I had a fight with someone."

Gu Mingye grinned. Although he lost badly in the battle with Ye Qingzhou, he gained a lot of benefits, so he was very happy.

Gu Minghui, who was wearing glasses and a scientific research suit, took out a brocade box and handed it to Gu Mingye: "That's right, you should be able to use this thing."

"Ok?"

Gu Mingye opened the brocade box and saw a piece of lotus root as white as jade inside. There were white threads in the broken parts, emitting precious light.

He immediately exclaimed: "Top-grade rare treasure, thousand-thread white lotus root?"

Gu Minghui pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "A colorful heart lotus in the Yaochi Lake unexpectedly bloomed, and this thousand-thread white lotus root was allocated to me."

Thousand-thread white lotus root, which is pure and unstained from mud, can purify the essence in the body and obtain a pure body after taking it. It also has the effect of keeping the lotus root connected even when the silk is cut off, and it is difficult to kill.

Therefore, among the top-quality treasures, such a treasure that can save lives is also extremely precious!

(End of this chapter)