Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 565 On the Sword
There was no words all the way, and Su Wuming's master and apprentice were a little nervous. After all, it was seen that he was the world's number one Dharma expert, no better than others.

The three shuttled back and forth in Shaolin Temple, and soon they arrived at the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

"Please go in, both of you, Master Kong Yuan is waiting inside." Han Guang smiled.

For Su Wuming, he still has some admiration. After all, although he is only the number one on the list, but the talent displayed on the road of cultivation, surpassing the world's heroes, is vaguely similar to the old Lu Da. They are very similar, and it is only a matter of time before they break through the dharma body and sit on an equal footing with them.

Upon hearing this, Su Wuming's master and apprentice nodded, and walked towards the door.

In the Sutra Pavilion, there are rows of bookshelves, on which there are rare Buddhist books and magical skills collected by Shaolin Temple in the past dynasties. On the innermost side, an old monk in white is sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a haggard face and a stature. Thin and thin, but there is an air of dust on his body, which is faintly incompatible with the Buddhist atmosphere in this Sutra Pavilion.

Su Wuming and the girl in light yellow dress went forward to pay respects and said, "Xijiange Su Wuming, and bring disciple Jiang Zhiwei to meet Master Kong Yuan."

"It turned out to be the benefactor Su and the little benefactor Jiang of the Heavenly Outer Sword. There is no need to be polite, please come up."

Mo Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the two men and women with swords in front of him, but there was a trace of love in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Su Wuming was dressed in a green shirt, with an indifferent aura, like a sword, with a sharp aura that could hardly be concealed; while the girl in light yellow dress, Jiang Zhiwei, had a bright face and her long hair was slightly rolled up, but there was an indescribable Although he has not mastered the way of swordsmanship, he already has the pride and self-confidence of a direct disciple of the great sect.

Although Su Wuming is a genius, Mo Yuan appreciates it somewhat, but for Jiang Zhiwei, Mo Yuan loves Jiang Zhiwei from the bottom of his heart.

This strange woman who later accompanied Su Meng through thousands of difficulties and obstacles in the life and death experience again and again, the charm exuded from her body almost broke everyone's heart.

It's a pity that she is too obsessed with the sword in her hand, and that Yaoyao Gu is too good at calculating. In the end, she is seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence, and it is impossible to say that she will not regret it later.

This is a woman that the protagonist has not caught up with!

Mo Yuan had always had an obsession in his previous life. Compared with Gu Xiaosang, who was finally accepted by Su Meng after exhaustive calculations, he hoped that Jiang Zhiwei would be by Su Meng's side. Of course, it was just an obsession.

This light yellow girl, the sword is everything to her. If she said that she didn't have any intention of liking Su Meng in her heart, it would be a lie, but compared with the sword, Su Meng can only give up.

The only thing I love in my life is the seven-foot sword, which cuts me to see me and not me.

Her swordsmanship is clean and pure, a sword is a sword, and even emotions cannot be mixed in it. It is different from Lu Da's extreme love and extreme sword.

Thousands of thoughts passed through Mo Yuan's mind, but he said, "I don't know what the two benefactors want to do to see the poor monk?"

"Master, Su came here to ask you for a sword."

There was a gleam of light in Su Wuming's eyes. He took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Lu Da of the Thrushcross Villa once told Su that there is no swordsman in the world who can surpass the master, and I ask the master to give Su some advice." , Su is very grateful!"

In Su Wuming's eyes, Lu Da's sword is already a hard-to-find opponent in this world. Su Wuming really wants to see what kind of swordsmanship he admires so much.

Mo Yuan smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Su benefactor has a sincere sword heart, and the poor monk admires it. It's too polite to give advice or not. Let's discuss it. It's better for Su benefactor to strike first. The poor monk slashed out with a sword, confirming each other, what does benefactor Su think?"

When Su Wuming heard the words, his heart moved. He knew that this man with the best dharma skills in the world had to watch his swordsmanship first, and then give him a hint.He said without hesitation: "Trouble master!"

After finishing speaking, he saw the man step back a few steps, raised his hand and pulled out the long sword at his waist, only heard a clear "Zheng" sound of the sword, just like the chant of a dragon in the sky, and then, a flash of sword light was like a blue sky beyond the sky, startled the crowd Now, point directly at Mo Yuan's eyebrows.

This sword, the sword intent is extremely restrained, and the fierce sword energy attached to it is completely enough to kill half-step dharma body. Su Wuming's sword is not fast, but the sword light seems to cover every corner of the world, making people dodge. There is no way to dodge, no way to avoid, I can only watch him fall on me.

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes were staring at the side. Even as Su Wuming's direct disciple, she rarely saw Su Wuming's sword with all his strength. After all, her master's sword was so fierce that few people in the world could stop it. When attacking, the enemy is either dead or injured, and there are very few people who retreat completely.

This is Su Wuming's sword, it is omnipresent and cannot be dodged. If you follow this path, in time, you will be able to comprehend the characteristics of the legend and prove the Dharmakaya. At that time, under one sword, the world will be full of swords, and its power cannot be described as terrifying.

It's just a pity that this sword is only a sword in the sense of space after all.

Mo Yuan sighed inwardly, stretched out his hand slightly, and the sword light pierced his fingertips like piercing the air without any effort.

However, in the next moment, a majestic force, like a vast sea, annihilated all the sword energy above the sword light. Under Su Wuming's horrified eyes, the long sword in his hand was already snatched by that palm. past.

"Master's sword is no longer in his hand!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhiwei's heart was even more turbulent!
It should be noted that for a swordsman, not to mention the extreme words such as the sword is in the person, the sword is dead, and the sword is dead. He died in failure.

Ever since Jiang Zhiwei could remember, she had never seen her master's sword appear in the hands of others!

Su Wuming was also very surprised in his heart, but suddenly, he remembered the identity of the person in front of him, but he was the number one Dharma expert in the heaven list, and the Dharma body was not worth mentioning in front of him, let alone himself.

The horror in his heart calmed down, but he cupped his hands and said: "Master's cultivation base is like a heavenly man, Su admires it, and asks Master for advice."

Mo Yuan smiled slightly, and said: "Benefactor Su, little benefactor Jiang, you guys are optimistic about this sword."

The voice was not sure, the long sword stabbed forward gently, there was no light on the sword, and it was never as fast as lightning, it was just an ordinary sword, but under the pull of Qi, Jiang Zhiwei and Su Wuming only felt that this sword , exists in the present, exists in the future, and also appears in the past. It is omnipresent in the true sense and cannot be avoided!
This is a sword at the level of the other shore, which spreads across time, does not cut the flesh, only cuts the cause and effect, under the sword, the flesh and soul implicated by cause and effect, no matter where they exist in the world, no matter whether they exist in the past or the future, they are all in the body Death, no one is spared!
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(End of this chapter)