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Chapter 470 This move is called "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin," please appreciate it, Master.

Compared to Gu Shaoan, the monk Tonghai, who was standing in the distance, was even more horrified.

With the knowledge and the strength of his five senses, Monk Tonghai was naturally able to sense the sword intent emanating from Gu Shaoan's body.

But even for the monk Tonghai, this was the first time he had ever encountered something like using sword intent to draw upon the power and momentum of heaven and earth to condense into sword energy to defend against enemies.

Monk Tonghai didn't know why Gu Shaoan could control the power and momentum of heaven and earth with his internal energy cultivation level of condensing primordial energy into qi, but the power of those sword energies just now was enough for Monk Tonghai to realize that Gu Shaoan's strength was extraordinary.

In an instant, the calm that had been like an ancient well in the eyes of Monk Tonghai was completely shattered, replaced by an overwhelming sense of solemnity and vigilance.

He looked at Gu Shaoan, his voice lowered by the sound of bells and wind, yet clearer.

"With the ability to condense the inner energy into a powerful force, Master Gu can command the power and momentum of heaven and earth. He can be called a 'genius born of heaven and earth'."

"To possess such strength and methods even before reaching the Celestial Realm, if Young Master Gu were to reach the Celestial Realm, I fear that even I and other Celestial Realm cultivators would be no match for him. No wonder the imperial court is so wary of Young Master Gu, even going so far as to unite with the Great Yuan Kingdom and our Shaolin Temple to deal with him."

Previously, after learning about Gu Shaoan's situation from the imperial court, Monk Tonghai did not take it too seriously.

After all, in the eyes of Monk Tonghai, it was simply impossible for someone at the Condensing Yuan Qi to defeat or even kill a martial artist at the Great Three Harmonies Heaven and Man Realm.

It was only because of Zhu Houzhao's status, and because the monk Tonghai did not take the Emei Sect seriously, that they agreed to cooperate with Zhu Houzhao.

The reason why the monks Xuanmie and Dushan were arranged together was entirely because, according to Zhu Houzhao's plan, he wanted to take advantage of the situation at Yixiantian to eliminate Bashiba and Sihanfei.

But after personally experiencing Gu Shaoan's strength today, Monk Tonghai realized that Zhu Houzhao's words were not an exaggeration.

Gu Shaoan's strength cannot be measured by his internal energy cultivation level.

For a moment, Monk Tonghai couldn't help but think of the words Gu Shaoan had just spoken.

After a brief pause, Monk Tonghai said in a deep voice, "This matter was requested by the Emperor of Great Wei himself, Shaolin."

"Although Shaolin's status in the martial arts world is different from that of ordinary forces, the common people do not fight against officials, let alone when faced with a request from the current emperor."

With his hands clasped together and his eyes slightly lowered, the monk Tonghai said, "Therefore, joining forces with Zhu Houzhao to kill Young Master Gu was not Shaolin's original intention."

"According to what Young Master Gu said, Xuanmie and Dushan have both died under Young Master Gu's sword. If that is true, then this matter should end here."

"This old monk can guarantee that Shaolin will not pursue this matter again."

"What does Young Master Gu think?"

The methods Gu Shaoan had displayed had made him wary.

The method of using the power of heaven and earth to condense sword energy by condensing the power and momentum of heaven and earth into a state of condensing primordial energy is unheard of, yet its power is terrifying.

Furthermore, Tonghai and others are still unaware of exactly what happened within the First Line of Heaven.

If what Gu Shaoan said before was true, that Gu Shaoan fought against many and killed several Heavenly Realm warriors, including experts like Xuan Mie and Ba Shi Ba who were at the Great Three Harmony Heavenly Realm, then Gu Shaoan's true combat strength was definitely no less than Tong Hai's.

Xuanmie and Dushan are already dead. Shaolin has lost two people on this trip. If they lose themselves as well, Shaolin will truly become a laughing stock, serving as a tool for the imperial court and breaking the tool halfway. Moreover, the vast Shaolin Temple will be without a Celestial Realm expert to guard it, and its status in the martial arts world will be in jeopardy.

But if what Gu Shaoan said is false, and Xuanmie and Dushan are not dead, but merely trapped, isolated, or otherwise changed, then his current desperate fight with Gu Shaoan would be the stupidest option.

As long as we stabilize the situation, we can take a step back and settle accounts with Gu Shaoan later, after Xuanmie and Dushan return to the temple.

At that time, whether it's Shaolin's debt, the Jianghu's debt, or the imperial court's debt, there will be a way to explain it.

After listening, Gu Shaoan's eyes remained unchanged, but as his mind raced, he had already guessed what the monk Tonghai was planning.

It must be said that Monk Tonghai truly lived up to his reputation as a wise old man who had lived for hundreds of years; his methods and ideas for handling matters were indeed shrewd and experienced.

Gu Shaoan's lips curled slightly, his smile as faint as a sliver of cold light in the wind.

Seeing Gu Shaoan's reaction, the monk Tonghai showed no anger on his face, only a long sigh:
"When will this cycle of revenge end? The Emei Sect, where Young Master Gu is from, and my Shaolin have always been on good terms. The two sects should not have hurt each other's feelings, but the imperial court has given its orders."

He tilted his head slightly, as if to make his tone sound more sincere, and continued slowly:

"According to Young Master Gu, Shaolin has lost two experts at the Celestial Realm, while Young Master Gu is currently unharmed. In terms of losses, Shaolin is the one that has suffered the most. If Young Master Gu still harbors resentment, he should seek an explanation from the imperial court. Why bother coming to this old monk and fighting to the death?"

Upon hearing these words, Gu Shaoan merely gave a cold laugh, his laughter devoid of any warmth.

"The master keeps talking about revenge, which reminds me of a Buddhist story."

"Having heard that Buddha cut off his own flesh to feed an eagle, I thought that you, Master, would also follow Buddha's example and say 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' and take the initiative to shoulder the responsibility."

"Now it seems that the master wants me to find a different target for revenge and shift the blame to the imperial court to clean up the mess."

"This attempt to shift the blame is truly disappointing."

The monk Tonghai's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and the suppressed wariness in his eyes deepened.

Gu Shaoan stopped pressing the matter and suddenly changed the subject: "As for the issue of enemies, Master, you don't need to worry about it."

"As for the imperial court, none of those who should have paid the price have escaped."

He looked at the monk Tonghai with a gaze so steady it sent chills down one's spine.

"Now, only the master is left."

The monk Tonghai's expression finally darkened. He didn't lower his clasped hands, but his tone turned colder:

"Young Master Gu, are you truly determined to remain obstinate?"

Gu Shaoan did not answer immediately.

He simply looked calmly at the monk Tonghai.

A few breaths later, Gu Shaoan clearly saw a very faint pink tinge appear between the eyebrows of the monk Tonghai. The pink was very light, and its shape resembled a peach blossom petal.

This is exactly what happens after the toxins from the "Ten Miles of Red Makeup" incident enter the body.

The poison has entered the body, and the vital energy has been affected.

At this moment, Gu Shaoan has effectively cut off the monk Tonghai's escape route.

Just like Xiang Yutian and Ba Shiba before, even though the poison of the Ten Miles of Red Makeup had already invaded his body, Monk Tonghai still felt no discomfort at all.

Immediately, Gu Shaoan lost interest in continuing to waste words with the monk Tonghai and said directly, "I have a sword move that I would like to present to you, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Monk Tonghai opened his mouth as if he still wanted to persuade Gu Shaoan.

However, Gu Shaoan had no intention of continuing to waste words with the monk Tonghai. As his internal energy and sword intent circulated, he continued his work.

A sharp aura quietly spread out from Gu Shaoan.

The monk Tonghai could clearly sense that within a ten-foot radius around Gu Shaoan, there was a terrifying aura capable of splitting gold and severing jade.

Just as the sword intent and sword energy around Gu Shaoan's body were surging like boiling water, the sword energy around him suddenly paused.

The wind in the back mountain suddenly stopped.

Even the clouds drifting in the sky seemed to freeze.

The world seemed to freeze in that instant.

Faced with this moment of stillness, the monk Tonghai's solemnity and vigilance only increased.

In the monk Tonghai's perception, although Gu Shaoan was still standing still, his aura was no longer as gentle and calm as before.

Rather, it was as if the might of heaven had descended upon the mortal realm, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Just then, Gu Shaoan slightly raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread.

"rise."

A cold, clear voice came out.

Immediately afterwards, the pebbles on the ground, the withered branches on the cliff, and even a few fallen leaves swept up by the wind all lost their original trajectory in that instant, as if pointed by the same finger, and all spun around Gu Shaoan.

As it rotates, everything begins to be imbued with a sharp edge.

In the monk Tonghai's perception, the back mountain suddenly began to be filled with countless fierce energies.

As these energies spread, the pebbles on the ground quietly rose up, and the flowing wind suddenly transformed into sword-shaped blades of energy, infusing the flowers, grass, and leaves with a sharp aura.

At the same time, inside the Shaolin Temple's Bodhidharma Hall, a monk practicing the "Bodhidharma Sword Technique" with a long sword suddenly felt the sword in his hand begin to vibrate violently.

Noticing the unusual nature of the longsword in his hand, the monk instinctively tightened his grip on it.

The harder he tried, the stronger the vibration from the longsword in his hand became, as if the sword had suddenly gained its own consciousness and wanted to break free from his grasp.

However, before the monk could figure out why his sword was suddenly vibrating, a series of vibrations began to emanate from all around him.

The monk turned his head and saw that the longswords in the hands of the other monks in the Dharma Hall, as well as those longswords placed on the weapon rack that were not yet drawn, had begun to vibrate.

For a moment, everyone in the Dharma Monastery stopped what they were doing and looked at the monks holding swords and the constantly trembling sword blades on the weapon rack with some surprise.

The intermittent vibrations made one feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Uncle-Master, what's going on?"

Inside the courtyard, a monk took in the surroundings and couldn't help but ask the head monk of the Bodhidharma Academy.

However, when asked by his disciple, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, whose internal energy cultivation had already reached the stage of Condensing Yuan and Forming Gang, frowned deeply, clearly not understanding why these strange phenomena were occurring out of nowhere.

On the back mountain, at this moment, Gu Shaoan was surrounded by thousands upon thousands of sword energies.

Sword energy, condensed from the power and momentum of heaven and earth, as well as from flowers, grass, yellow sand, and pebbles, surrounded Gu Shaoan, its undulations resembling a worship of him.

Monk Tonghai's expression finally changed.

He wasn't unfamiliar with sword control techniques, nor was he unfamiliar with using qi to command weapons.

But the scene of Gu Shaoan controlling thousands of sword energies all by himself is unheard of and unseen.

Gradually, as thousands of sword energies swirled around him, Gu Shaoan circulated his internal energy, and his own sword aura surged into these surrounding sword energies along with his sword intent.

As the sword energy merged with the sword's momentum, these already sharp sword energies instantly began to chirp in unison.

The myriad sword energies and cicada chirps transformed the Buddhist back mountain into a sword forest instantly filled with chilling sword energy and sword cries.

Faced with this scene, Monk Tonghai had already activated the Three Flowers within his body, and his essence, energy, and spirit drew upon the power of heaven and earth to condense a golden bell-shaped protective shield around his body.

Furthermore, his own vital energy was continuously being poured into the golden bell protective shield around his body.

Just then, Gu Shaoan pointed his fingers together as if they were a sword, his tone aloof and gentle.

"This move is called 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source,' please have a look at it, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Shaoan pointed his sword at the monk Tonghai.

In an instant, the myriad sword energies that filled the back mountain trembled slightly, like ten thousand strings being plucked in unison, and resounded towards Monk Tonghai.

(End of this chapter)