Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

The roar of swords colliding continued to ring out, the bodies moved back and forth quickly, and the sword shadows were elusive. Many people could only see afterimages in the sky and could not see the specific situation of the battle at all.

Of course, in the eyes of Song Xuan and others, the speed of the two could only be considered average.

Comparatively speaking, Yue Buqun's Exorcism Sword Technique is mainly characterized by strangeness and speed, with the main feature being speed, which really caught Zuo Lengchan off guard at first.

But Zuo Lengchan's icy true energy was indeed amazing. When combined with the Seventeen Sword Techniques of Songshan, the astonishing cold energy actually slowed down the speed of the Exorcism Sword Technique a little.

It was this point that enabled Zuo Lengchan to block Yue Buqun's strange and deadly killing moves at the critical moment every time.

There was almost no one in the Liu family compound. Everyone had retreated outside the compound and stood in the distance watching.

I saw two figures fighting in the yard, like the breeze, like flowing water, like white clouds, constantly changing their shapes, making a sound of metal clashing, like a sudden storm, rain hitting banana leaves.

"It's truly amazing!" Abbess Dingyi of the Hengshan School's eyes were filled with admiration. "I never thought Senior Brother Yue's swordsmanship would be so powerful."

"Yes!" The Taoist priest Tianmen of the Mount Tai Sect nodded and said with emotion, "It seems that Brother Yue has been too humble and low-key in the past. So this is Brother Yue's true strength."

The battle between the two really left many martial artists present dumbfounded, and some of them were sweating profusely and had dry mouths.

Many people know that innate warriors are powerful, but they actually lack a clear concept of how powerful they are. Today, they finally understand.

That kind of power is not only the strength of the innate true qi, but also the power of the innate warrior making a move, like a ghost, nowhere to be found. Even if the acquired warrior wants to resist, he doesn't know where to start.

"Old sir, the swordsmanship of Sect Leader Yue and Sect Leader Zuo should be ranked among the top among innate warriors, right? I wonder who is stronger, compared to Sword Saint Ye Gucheng and Sword God Ximen Chuxue?"

Outside the yard, someone curiously asked the thin old storyteller.

"Haha~~"

The old man was immediately amused by this question.

"You are not Xiantian, so it doesn't matter if you don't understand. To be frank, the gap between ordinary Xiantian and top Xiantian may be even greater than the gap between acquired and ordinary Xiantian warriors!"

“Some powerful acquired martial artists, such as Tian Boguang who excels in Qinggong, have escaped from the hands of innate martial artists several times.

But ordinary Xiantian warriors like Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun wouldn't even have a chance to escape when they encounter a top swordsman like Ye Gucheng!"

Someone expressed disbelief, "They're both born with the same innate ability, why is there such a huge gap?"

"That's how big it is!" The old storyteller smiled and shook his head. "I never lie. You'll understand when you reach the Xiantian level."

"So, old man, who do you think will win between these two?"

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Both of them belong to ordinary Xiantian, and both of them simply use sword techniques to change their moves to fight the enemy. In terms of stamina, Sect Leader Yue's Zixia Gong belongs to the Taoist practice, which has more stamina.

Moreover, his swordsmanship is even faster, more bizarre and varied. It is only a matter of time before Zuo Lengchan is defeated."

As expected, as the old man finished speaking, a cry of pain was heard from the yard, and Zuo Lengchan was seen covering his bleeding abdomen and retreating rapidly.

Obviously, he lost in the sword fight.

Yue Buqun had no intention of giving up, as he would take advantage of your illness to kill you. The long sword in his hand was emitting a misty purple aura as he rushed forward.

Just when he was about to get rid of Zuo Lengchan in one fell swoop, a heart-shaking Buddhist sound suddenly rang out outside the yard.

"Amitabha, forgive others when you can. Donor Yue has already won, so why continue to be so aggressive?"

Chapter 163 Amitabha, it’s my fault!

When he heard "Amitabha", Yue Buqun was shocked.

He knew that Zuo Lengchan's backer had arrived.

The sects are all headquartered in Songshan. It would be ridiculous to say that there is no connection between the Songshan Sect and Shaolin Temple.

If it were any other time, upon hearing that the Shaolin people had arrived, even though Yue Buqun had reached the level of innate cultivation, he would never dare to attack again.

But today, at the moment when the Shaolin monk chanted the Buddha's name, the sword in Yue Buqun's hand not only did not stop, but instead became faster.

You have a backer, and Yue has one too.

Behind you is Shaolin, and behind me is the huge Xuanyiwei. Who is afraid of who?

But Yue Buqun swung his sword, which was as sharp as cold lightning, and shot towards Zuo Lengchan, determined to kill this man in the Liu family mansion.

"stop!"

Outside the courtyard, a loud shout filled with anger suddenly rang out, and then the gate of Liu's mansion was seen to shatter. Amidst the debris, several Buddhist beads shot out balls of dazzling golden light, and attacked Yue Buqun like shooting stars.

The sword in Yue Buqun's hand only had time to block one Buddhist bead before it was knocked away by a huge force. He could only watch helplessly as the remaining Buddhist beads attacked him.

hum~~

Just when he was terrified, he suddenly felt his body shake and was pulled by a force, barely avoiding the rushing Buddhist beads.

He breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see that Song Xuan had come to his side without him knowing when. It was his master who had just rescued him from danger.

boom!

The remaining few Buddhist beads passed by Yue Buqun and hit a house in Liu Mansion with a bang. A terrifying force burst out, like a scorching sun exploding, and shattered the house.

Such terrifying attack power shocked the onlookers, and Yue Buqun was sweating profusely, with a look of fear on his face.

"Amitabha!"

Shaolin Master Xinmei, dressed in a cassock, walked into the Liu family compound surrounded by several monks. He stared at Yue Buqun with a compassionate look on his face.

"Master Yue, have you let go of your hatred now?"

Yue Buqun's expression changed several times, his voice filled with anger, "Master Xinmei, this is an internal matter of our Five Mountains Sword Sect. As a Shaolin monk, it is overstepping your bounds to interfere in the affairs of another sect!"

Master Xinmei clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, matters of the Jianghu are for the people of the Jianghu to manage. Donor Zuo has already been defeated, but Donor Yue is still aggressive and wants to kill him. This will only tarnish the donor's reputation as a gentleman swordsman. I can only intervene rashly. I hope the donor will forgive me."

As he spoke, he shifted his gaze to look at Song Xuan who was standing next to Yue Buqun.

At this time, Song Xuan was wearing a black robe and a conical hat. Outsiders could not see his appearance at all, but Master Xinmei felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

"Just now, I was too hasty and nearly injured Benefactor Yue. Thank you for your timely action. Otherwise, I would have injured others in order to save one person, which would have been a serious taboo in Buddhism.

Fortunately, there were no major casualties today. Why don't you all listen to why Master Zuo insisted on stopping Liu Zhengfeng from retiring? What do you think... Ouch..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Xinmei felt a chill on his scalp and cried out in his heart, "Oh no, I got it again!"

He was very familiar with this feeling. It was the same feeling he had when he was inexplicably hit on the head by a watermelon rind last time.

Sure enough, he raised his hand and touched his forehead, and found a piece of watermelon rind that had just been eaten was lying on his forehead.

Without even thinking, he understood who had done it. His heart sank and he sighed helplessly.

I'm so unlucky. No matter where I go, I keep running into this female Shura.

In public, you throw watermelon rinds at my head. Don’t I have any dignity?

"Master, we meet again!"

Song Xuan took off his hat and looked at Master Xinmei, who was pinching the watermelon rind, with a half-smile, not knowing whether to be angry or scared.

It goes without saying that Xinmei must be feeling very complicated at this moment.

The more pretentious he was when he first appeared, the more embarrassed he was now. Buddhism has always valued face. If someone else dared to do this, the old monk would have been furious long ago.

“It turns out that it’s the Master of Xuanmen in person!”

After seeing Song Xuan's face clearly, the aura that had just risen in Xinmei's body suddenly subsided. He really couldn't beat this pair of brother and sister.

At this moment, he was feeling very lucky. His attitude when he spoke was good just now, so what was thrown at his head was just a watermelon peel. Otherwise, if his attitude was worse, what was thrown at him might have been a hidden weapon.

"A person from Xuanmen, is this person the master of Xuanmen?"

Outside the courtyard, many martial artists who heard what Master Xinmei said exclaimed in surprise, and there was a sudden commotion outside the courtyard.

Not long ago, an old storyteller once said that in the current Mingzhou martial arts world, after the Grandmaster, the Master of Xuanmen can be called the best!

Who would have thought that this legendary figure would appear before everyone's eyes? How could one not be surprised?

"Amitabha, I wonder why the Master of Xuanmen came here?"

Xinmei began to think in her heart that she was invited by Zuo Lengchan this time in order to deter evil demons. According to Zuo Lengchan, Liu Zhengfeng's retirement today might attract masters of the Demon Sect.

For this purpose, Shaolin has specially sent many masters. In addition to him, the Shaolin abbot, Master Dabei, will also rush to Hengshan City today.

Could it be that the masters of the Demon Sect that Zuo Lengchan mentioned are the Song Xuan brother and sister?

If this is true, then Shaolin must carefully consider whether to wade into this muddy water. It is not in the interests of Shaolin to rashly become an enemy of a mysterious sect.

"I have some friendship with Sect Leader Yue, and since I have nothing better to do, I came here to chat with him."

Song Xuan stroked the hilt of his sword with his right hand, looking at Master Xinmei calmly. "Master Xinmei is so majestic, and every move he makes is a killing move. What's the matter, Master Yue is alive, and it's getting in your way, Master?"

"Amitabha, it's my fault!"

Xinmei admitted his mistake honestly. Before the abbot, Master Dabei, arrived, he would never anger the other party just for the sake of talking nonsense.

The Shaolin people have heard the name of Song Xuan, the master of Xuanmen, quite a lot recently.

The monks in the temple had already judged this person's strength long ago. He was definitely a top swordsman comparable to Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue.

This kind of master is far beyond the ability of a monk like him who has only condensed the flower of qi to contend with.

I can't even catch a watermelon rind. If I really fight, my end will definitely be like that of the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva, who was pierced through the head by a sword and killed in one blow!

Song Xuan blinked. This old monk really followed through with his words. He would give in when necessary and did not have the violent temper of the people in the martial arts world who would get angry at the slightest provocation.

Chapter 164: I can’t lead you with my stupid teammates!

"Master Yue, it was my fault just now."

Master Xinmei said in a humble tone, apologetically, "Don't worry, Master Yue. After today's matter is over, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation. What do you think?"

Yue Buqun's heart moved.

Although Xinmei's words were vague, her meaning was very clear. She almost hurt him today, so she must bring a big gift to apologize afterwards.

A martial arts holy land as vast and powerful as Shaolin must have many martial arts suitable for innate martial artists to practice.

Although he has reached the Xiantian realm now, he lacks suitable Xiantian martial arts. It would not be a loss if he could get a martial art that suits him from Shaolin.

Not only did I not lose money, but I made a lot of money.

Although he was somewhat tempted, he did not express his opinion directly. Instead, he turned to look at Song Xuan and asked, "Sir, what do you think?"

Song Xuan waved his hand and said, "I'm here today mainly to join in the fun. You can decide your own affairs."

Yue Buqun hesitated for a moment, then seeing that Song Xuan didn't seem to be joking, he nodded to Master Xinmei and said, "In that case, then let's do as you wish."

The Huashan Sect is still too weak now. Although Master Song is strong, it is impossible for him to stay in Huashan forever, so Yue Buqun does not want to become enemies with Shaolin because of this matter.

"Now that the matter has been brought to light..." Master Xinmei waved towards Zuo Lengchan, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance healing his wounds. "Donor Zuo, please tell your fellow martial artists why you insist on stopping Liu Zhengfeng from retiring."

Zuo Lengchan covered his abdomen, which had stopped bleeding, glared at Yue Buqun, and then looked coldly at Liu Zhengfeng outside the yard.

"Liu Zhengfeng!"

"Your conspiracy to collude with the Demon Cult and harm the martial arts community has been exposed!"

"Tell me, what conspiracy have you secretly colluded with the Demon Cult leader Dongfang Bubai? What kind of conspiracy have you set up to deal with us righteous martial artists?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Not everyone can be labeled as colluding with the evil cult. If you are really labeled as such, you will never be able to live in peace in the martial arts world and will inevitably be hunted down by people in the martial arts world.

Even Yue Buqun, who looked unhappy with Zuo Lengchan, frowned when he heard this and his eyes fell on Liu Zhengfeng.

"Master Liu San, Zuo Lengchan said you were colluding with the Demon Cult. Do you have anything to say?"

In response to Zuo Lengchan's questioning, Liu Zhengfeng quickly denied it, "Master Yue, Master Xinmei, Zuo Lengchan is slandering me. I don't even know Dongfang Bubai, so how can there be any collusion?"

Although he said so, he was already panicking at the moment.

He did not collude with Dongfang Bubai, but he had a close relationship with an elder of the Demon Cult. The other party even knew that he was going to retire today and had already arrived in Hengshan City yesterday.

Zuo Lengchan came here today specifically to stop him from retiring. Could it be that he discovered the relationship between him and the Demon Sect's Elder Qu Yang?

As expected, Zuo Lengchan's next words made him feel a chill in his heart.

"Liu Zhengfeng, then tell us in front of all the heroes of the martial arts world, do you know the Demon Sect Elder Qu Yang?"

Liu Zhengfeng was silent.

If it were anyone else, faced with such a deadly question, they would never admit it even if they were beaten to death.

But Liu Zhengfeng is different. To put it nicely, he is a man of integrity, but to put it bluntly, he is pedantic.

He and Qu Yang were close friends and had always treated each other as confidants. If he denied this, Liu Zhengfen would feel uncomfortable and would feel that it had tarnished the friendship between him and Qu Yang.