Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 90: I can bear the crime of imprisoning my mentor and slaughtering my fellow disciples

However, the young man in blue shirt had nothing on him, but he managed to stretch out two fingers and clamp the sword tip with great risk.

"The Sekong Sword is now entrusted to the wrong person."

Shi Feixuan was startled and frowned:
"Is this your excuse for not wanting to wield the sword anymore?"

Zhuang Bu Ran flicked the sword tip lightly, and Shi Feixuan took advantage of the situation to rise into the air, turned around, and swung the sword again.

The sword style was perfectly round and natural, and the sword shadows were heavy, forming perfect halos, shining brightly, like the Buddha's light. Not only could it defend itself without any flaws, but it could also resolve the enemy's fierce offensive in advance with a harmonious momentum.

"Senior Sister, why don't you understand? I don't use a sword because I don't want to win unfairly!"

Zhuang Bu Ran's moves were incredibly fast, and his finger strength was astonishing. In an instant, he hit the gap in Shi Feixuan's sword technique, forcing her to fly five or six feet away due to the force she received.

Then he swung the sword again, this move was unpredictable, the sword shadow appeared and disappeared, just like the mysterious whereabouts of Buddha.

People can only see the flash of sword light, but it is difficult to grasp its exact direction. If you are not careful, you will definitely be injured by this unpredictable sword style.

Zhuang Bu Ran waved his sleeves, which rolled like clouds, and his clothes fluttered, bringing with them the flow of starlight. The wind from his sleeves swept across like an iron whip, and hit the gap in Shi Feixuan's swordsmanship.

She gritted her teeth secretly and drew her sword again. The sword was steady and its momentum was tranquil, like the heart of a Zen master, quiet and peaceful. Although it seemed slow, it actually contained deep internal strength. It used stillness to control movement and was the first to arrive.

The blue-shirted young man's hand was as splendid as an orchid, and he flicked it without any worldly airs. Shi Feixuan immediately sensed a sinister force, and the momentum of his sword suddenly changed. It became extremely agile, like a flash of wisdom, and attacked his back with a clever angle and a tricky trajectory.

"Senior Sister, our sect's 'Cihang Sword Canon' was formerly known as the 'Bia'an Sword Technique'. It originally had thirty moves, but after generations of masters painstakingly studied and refined it, they streamlined it and condensed it into the 'Bia'an Nine Moves."

"You have indeed mastered this sword technique to the point where you can change it at will, but it's still not enough."

After the young man in blue shirt finished speaking, he attacked with a speed as fast as thunder and lightning. In one move, he knocked Shi Feixuan's Sekong Sword away and it stuck diagonally on the bluestone floor.

She herself was also pushed back by the energy, and after retreating seven or eight steps, she said in shock:
"The sword's heart is clear and bright. It can use the sword to imprint the heart, reflecting everything happening outside the heart without missing a single detail. It has an excellent sensitivity and can sense the breathing, heartbeat, and even the twitching of the fur of people around it."

"That's why you always strike with incredible precision at the weakest points in my sword moves."

She shook her head suddenly:

"You didn't use the sword, how can you use it to imprint your heart?"

Zhuang Bu Ran said slowly:
"Because you took the sword that I wanted, the sword passed down from generation to generation, even if I reach the realm of sword enlightenment, I will no longer be willing to use the sword. But why can't I use it to create a martial arts technique?"

He ignored Shi Feixuan's look of disbelief:
"My 'Heaven-Repairing Hand' can sense fish swimming in the water and insects underground. When I practice it to such a level of divine power, I can even sense the flight of birds and the movement of insects in the distance. It is said that it is neither physical nor spiritual, yet both physical and spiritual, reaching from the azure sky to the earthly world."

"Isn't it more useful than the sword heart?"

Fan Qinghui, who had been standing outside the Cihang Hall and watching the battle, was shocked. He could only sigh that fate was playing tricks on him. The realm that the most outstanding disciples in recent generations had never reached was actually broken into by a male disciple who was accepted by mistake.

This makes one feel a little embarrassed. One wonders if the sages of all generations have not comprehended the sword canon deeply enough. Perhaps men are more suitable for the sword canon.

But when he thought about the specialness of his second disciple, and looked around, he smiled bitterly in his heart:

"A man of such beauty is probably unprecedented and will never be seen again. He is like a fairy flower, a product of fate."

At the same time, Shi Feixuan suddenly realized and said with a complicated expression:

"Your immortality is more apparent than mine. I should have guessed it earlier. With such a heavenly appearance, how could you not have reached the realm of sword enlightenment?"

The boy in blue shirt teased:

"Senior Sister, don't be too confident. Even if I haven't become an immortal, I should still be much more beautiful than you."

He shook his head and sighed:
"I have to say, this body of mine leaves me speechless. It's just too beautiful, and the feminine aura is too strong. I have to find a way to neutralize it."

After hearing this, Shi Feixuan fell silent. If women in the world practiced the "Cihang Sword Canon", they would probably want to be extremely beautiful. Only he would dislike being too fairy-like.

"Junior Brother Qing, I do feel a little regretful. Why aren't you a woman? If you were a woman, not only would you be able to fulfill your wishes, but you would also be able to shoulder heavy responsibilities. If you were a woman, you would definitely be able to fulfill the mission you shouldered better than I could."

"Haha, this is why I set up Xinjingzhai."

Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes deepened slightly:
"How can we truly spread the light of righteousness throughout the world with insects like you? Appearances are nothing but illusions. To eliminate demons, defend the way, and uphold justice, we must rely on a pair of fists."

He paused and said, "Absolute strength will bring absolute justice."

Shi Feixuan had become accustomed to someone's harsh and sarcastic words over the years, and said calmly:
"Junior Brother Qing, how are you going to cultivate the Way of Heaven? How are you going to uphold justice? Are you planning to slaughter everyone in the martial arts world?"

She advised sincerely:

"This law only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. Only by allowing a wise and capable ruler to emerge will a world of great harmony be possible."

"I see. No wonder most of you and the past masters have only reached the realm of enlightenment."

The boy in blue shirt looked helpless:

"As outsiders who cultivate the Way of Heaven, we actually don't differentiate between good and evil."

“True compassion is to respect the laws of nature, to allow what is meant to happen to happen, to let the flowers bloom and the trees grow.”

"The closer one gets to the Tao, the more ruthless one becomes. This is what Lao Tzu said: Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs."

"The universe has its own inherent laws, which are not influenced by emotions. Therefore, there is no such thing as good or evil."

"Just as God will not stop a wolf from eating a sheep because he feels sorry for the sheep being weak, he will not let the wolf starve to death."

"Its approach is to not interfere, to let nature develop freely, to let the strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive."

"Thus, one can understand the path to the Way of Heaven. There is no distinction between good and evil, only the heart. What matters is not the process, but the result."

"My desire to slay demons, defend justice, and uphold righteousness wasn't born out of good intentions, but rather from my heart. I just did it when I felt like it, without any particular reason."

Fan Qinghui walked down slowly and shouted:

"Jingyuan, you're on the wrong path. If you can't distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong, what's the difference between you and the devil?"

The young man in blue shirt said:

"Master, there is no good or evil in the way of heaven."

"But people are divided into good and evil." Fan Qinghui left no doubt.

"If you wish to cultivate the Way of Heaven in human form, you should let go of the idea of ​​good and evil."

"It's no different from the way of heaven, but people are still people?"

"Therefore, ever since Patriarch Di Ni created the Cihang Sword Canon, no one in the sect has been able to break through the Heavenly Dao and shatter the void."

The blue-shirted boy's words seemed to hit the mark, plunging the square into near-dead silence.

"It's time for me to go down the mountain and gain experience. If Master keeps talking about the so-called ancestral teachings when I return to Emperor Peak, it will only make him laugh."

Zhuang Buyan leaped up from the ground, his white hair fluttering out, and his countless strands curved into arcs, like a snow-white flying feather, gently holding himself up in the air.

Such a scene shocked everyone so much that their pupils trembled.

"On the day we return to the mountain, I will let this disciple teach you how to be the leader of the righteous martial arts world. Master, please don't force me."

The young man in blue shirt paused for a moment and said:
"Otherwise, I can bear the guilt of imprisoning my mentor and slaughtering my fellow disciples."

After saying this, the wind around him gradually became stronger, and he actually flew away on the wind.

"Master, Junior Brother Qing must have gone astray in his practice. I will bring him back right away." Shi Feixuan spoke hurriedly after coming to her senses.

"I have just exposed his intentions completely. There is no way to get them back."

Fan Qinghui sighed deeply and said:

"The position of the master of a vegetarian restaurant actually allowed him to be obsessed with greed, anger, and go down a wrong path where he couldn't distinguish between good and evil."

"It's my fault for not noticing it sooner, which may have brought great disaster to the righteous martial arts world."

(End of this chapter)