Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 566
This sword, halfway through, stopped abruptly.

However, Jiang Zhiwei and Su Wuming both breathed a sigh of relief.Relieved, the vests of the two were already wet with cold sweat, it was obviously because the pressure from the sword just now was too great.

That sword seemed ordinary, but the principles of the way of the sword contained in it were mysterious and extraordinary, which was much higher than the level of the two people in front of them.

If Jiang Zhiwei's sword practice is like a firefly at this time, then Su Wuming's sword practice is a bright light, but this sword is like a raging sun hanging in the sky, the sun is shining in the sky, Blocked all light.

"Benefactor Su, little benefactor Jiang, you two laughed." Mo Yuan handed over the hilt of his sword and said with a modest smile.

Jiang Zhiwei and Su Wuming, as if seeing heaven and man, Su Wuming took the long sword, put the sword into the sheath, gently stroked the hilt, and said with a look of admiration on his face: "The master's swordsmanship is rare in the world, Su Wuming In the early years, I had comprehended the inheritance of the true meaning of one of the seven swords of the Zhenwu Emperor Jietian. Compared with the master's mysterious swordsmanship, it may not be able to surpass it. Master, Su dare to ask, has the master's realm reached the post-middle ages? , the legendary realm that no one will ever reach?"

The foundation of Xijiange's faction is one of the seven swords of Jietian. Su Wuming naturally passed on the inheritance of the true meaning. By comparing them two by one, he naturally easily found out that Mo Yuan's cultivation level is far beyond that of a fairy. .

But this is not the end of the day, and with Dharma Bodies still extremely rare, the legendary realm is already the limit of what Su Wuming can and dare to guess.

The realm of legends, that is the realm of ancient gods and demons!
Jiang Zhiwei was even more astonished, she just felt that in front of Master Kong Yuan of Shaolin Temple today, this short period of astonishment was already equal to the astonishment of more than ten years ago.

Legend, is it really legendary power?Jiang Zhiwei could hardly believe it, but she knew that her master's eyesight was absolutely hard to judge wrong.

"Benefactor Su only needs to ask about the sword, why bother to ask about the cultivation of the poor monk." Mo Yuanyin smiled, but did not answer affirmatively.

However, Su Wuming didn't need an answer. He already had a full speculation in his mind. After all, he could slash a sword that was almost the same as the Seven Swords of Zhenwu Great Emperor Jietian, at least it was a legendary power.

"Master Kong Yuan, thanks to Master's sword guidance today, this junior has a little more understanding of the way ahead. Here, thank you, Master." Su Wuming bowed and thanked.

The path he originally wanted to take was to step into the Dharma Body, which initially possessed the characteristics of legends, omnipresent in heaven and earth, but Mo Yuan's sword pointed out to him another more difficult and higher achievement path, past and future, omnipresent, Slashing cause and effect with one sword, implicating cause and effect, no matter what avatar you are, no matter how many backhands you have to save your life, it is useless. Strong, naturally want to take this more difficult path and have higher achievements.

"Amitabha, it's just a testament to each other's sword skills, it's not about pointing or not."

Mo Yuan clasped his hands together, bowed back, and said, "However, if Master Su wants to achieve something in this sword, I'm afraid he still needs to use time-like magic weapons to practice. Otherwise, it is easy but difficult to find the true meaning of this sword."

"Thank you master for telling me that Su has already made up her mind. This time, after Zhiwei finished the sword competition, she went to Xuantianzong and asked Senior Brother Shoujing to take a look at the sword." Su Wuming said.

Time Knife is one of the peerless magic weapons, it was the armament of the former Emperor of Heaven, and it is the strongest weapon among the time magic weapons. Using it to practice Mo Yuan's sword will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

"So that's the case, so the poor monk won't say much. Benefactor Su, little benefactor Jiang, the poor monk has a small request, please don't turn it down." Mo Yuan said.

Small request?Rumor has it that Da Neng also has something to ask for help?

Jiang Zhiwei secretly muttered in her heart, after all, she is not the future Absolute Sword Fairy, but the Chicken Butcher Sword God.

Su Wuming said: "I also invite the master to talk about it."

Mo Yuan looked at Jiang Zhiwei and said: "This matter is going to fall on the head of little benefactor Jiang, please listen to the poor monk, little benefactor Jiang, the way of swordsmanship with love and the way of ruthless swords all lead to the same goal by different routes. The love between master and apprentice is still a half-step dharma body, and the way of swordsmanship is brave and vigorous, while the one-hearted sword land, the one who is extremely passionate is the sword, and he is also the master of swordsmanship. , if you meet the little benefactor you like, it’s not a bad idea to make a good couple.”

What is Master Kong Yuan talking about? !

Jiang Zhiwei's face flushed slightly, apparently she didn't expect that the dignified No. [-] Dharma Gao, the legendary power in the mouth of her master, would actually care about her own feelings in the end!

Is he persuading me not to die with the sword in the future, but to marry someone else? !

Jiang Zhiwei only felt that the three views had been subverted. Who would have thought that the dignified Dharma body would pay attention to the feelings of a girl who hadn't walked down the mountain yet?

Su Wuming heard the words, but nodded his head, and said: "What the master said is true, Zhiwei is a teacher alone, and only accepts you as a disciple. Don't learn from me, because there is a relationship between a man and a woman, and you may not be distracted." , maybe it can help you sharpen your sword heart and improve your swordsmanship to a higher level!"

"Yes, thank you Master Kong Yuan and Master for your teaching, I will keep it in mind." Jiang Zhiwei said shyly.

"Amitabha, I made you two laugh. Speaking of which, this persuasion is actually mixed with the selfishness of a poor monk." Mo Yuan shouted loudly.

Su Meng, as a teacher, I can only help you so far, the rest is up to you.

Mo Yuan thought to himself, if this is the case, then the little monk is not up to date, he really has to think about whether he should find a way to deal with this unworthy disciple.

"Master, if there is nothing else, let this junior take his leave. Today, this junior will lead Zhiwei to the meditation room to confirm the order of the contest with the disciples of the other sects." Su Wuming said.

"Su benefactor can do as he pleases."

After saying this, Mo Yuan closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Jiang Zhiwei and Su Wuming saluted and headed out of the hall.

Seeing the two people leave, Mo Yuan waved his sleeves, and a layer of restriction sealed the inside and outside of the scripture pavilion. He was going to concentrate on cultivating and breaking through Daluo Jinxian.

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At the entrance of the Chan Xinyuan, Zhen Ding was sweeping the snow on the ground with all his heart.

But he heard that a little Taoist priest with a bun on his head came out of a room where Xuantianzong was.

The little Taoist waved his hand and said, "Young monk, come in and clean the room, it's a little messy here."

Zhen Ding replied, and walked towards the room with the broom in hand. As soon as he entered the room, he saw seven or eight young men and women gathered in the room, and they were the direct descendants of the various sects who came to worship the mountain this time.

Zhen must have looked at them with some envy, especially a girl in a light yellow dress, but just as he passed the crowd and cleaned up the broken porcelain cup under him, a foot stretched out from nowhere, stopped in front of him.

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(End of this chapter)