Chapter nine hundred and eleventh seal of life and death
"Korean Wave, why is it so?"
"What's wrong with Chia?"
He tightly grasped the round piece of jade between his waist and abdomen with one hand. At this moment, there was no external force, and the white glow around him was slightly dimmed, but it still gave the merchant in white a sense of security.
He was slightly at ease in his heart, and did not shout directly to let the other people who were waiting to come closer. Those people were not as strong as Hallyu, and they would die if they approached him. Besides, he didn't know how long this piece of beautiful jade could protect him.
"Young Master is not wrong, it's Hallyu's fault."
"If I don't kill the young master, I'm afraid Hallyu will die!"
A token from a Confucian master fell on the young master. Although Han Liu was surprised, he was only surprised. Although the force of the blow just now failed to kill the young master, it still allowed him to sense the defensive power of the beautiful jade.
It was not an extraordinary Xuan Guan warrior, but a top warrior who transformed into gods. Even so, if I used the Eighteen Swords of Yan Xiang, that beautiful jade would definitely not be able to continue to protect the young master for a long time.
The mysterious power in his body activated, and the long sword in his hand was covered with sharp sword light. Although the sword was not moved, the whole room was filled with solemnity, even though summer was still not over at this moment.
If you don't kill the young master, you will die yourself.
A few years ago, seven pieces of black and white mysterious jade appeared, causing endless disputes among the major vassal states in the Xia. I was ordered to pursue it, and wanted to gather the mysterious jade scattered across the Xia.
Therefore, it’s time to go south to Daliang City!
There, he was ready to go, and in one fell swoop, he used Yan Xiang's Eighteen Swords outside Wei Mou's mansion to severely injure Concubine Yan, the head of the Yin Yang family, but... who would have thought that Xuan Qingzi of the Taoist Tianzong was also on the side at that time.
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My own ability to transform into gods was not worth mentioning in Xuan Qingzi's hands. He was easily captured by Xuan Qingzi, and then he was planted with the yin and yang life and death talisman. Every year, he needed a special antidote to relieve the yin and yang in his body.
The spirit is upside down.
In the past few years, I have not had any tasks assigned to me, just to deliver some trivial things. But a few days ago, the document fell down. If I want to unlock the yin and yang life and death symbols in my body, I have to offer a precious thing.
He didn't say what it was specifically, but the only thing around him that could be called precious was the prince's head. Now that the State of Zhao had been destroyed, even if the prince stayed and continued to fight against Qin, he would not succeed.
In this case, it is better to fulfill yourself and let yourself take the head to unlock the shackles on your body, so that your efforts in protecting him over the past few years will not be in vain.
"Sir, I'm offended."
Without any hesitation, the movement just now was already quite big. If it continues, it will only change. A sword was waved again. There were many sword shadows in Nuo Da's room. Yan Xiang's Eighteen Swords. One sword crossed the sky, and the birds in the sky split into eighteen.
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After exerting all his strength, the vitality of heaven and earth was shaken, and strange phenomena appeared in an area of several tens of feet. If he still couldn't kill the young master with this sword, it only meant that the young master's life should not be cut off.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
As he stepped forward, the long sword fell, and the expected white rays of light rippled out from the young master's body again. The extremely pure Haoran righteousness wanted to block his own sword light.
The vitality collides, the heaven and the earth hum, the colorful mysterious light appears, Han Liu looks determined, the Zhao country is no longer worthy of the young master, the Qin country is too strong, even if the young master can escape, he will not be able to escape in the end.
A steady stream of internal energy poured into the room, and the sword energy became stronger and stronger. The white glow that protected the young master gradually dimmed, the spiritual sense spread, and someone was already approaching outside the door.
Immediately, he took a strong breath again and pressed forward with the sword in his hand.
"Jia... don't want to die!"
The businessman in white held the round jade tightly with one hand, leaning against the window, feeling the dimness of the white glow in front of him, and he could clearly understand that the jade in his hand could not protect him for long.
But all around him, the sharp sword energy blocked him, and he couldn't move.
"Master!"
"Sir, what happened?"
"..."
Outside the door, there was a knock on the door. The changes in the vitality of the world and the sudden rise of the whirlwind were clearly felt by the accompanying innate warriors, who knocked on the door one after another, hoping to rush in.
bite!
An invisible awe-inspiring power appeared out of thin air, coming directly from the window and facing the power of Yan Xiang's Eighteen Swords falling from Han Liu's hand.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Once touched, no one could resist, and stepped back one after another.
Bang!
The door opened for it.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"……."
Looking at the scene in the room, everyone looked shocked, and looking at the Korean wave at this moment, they didn't understand what was happening in the room.
"Let's go!"
On the side of the window, a figure appeared out of thin air, wearing gray and white brocade robes. Although his appearance was not elegant and refined, a different kind of tranquility and tranquility spread between his expression and brows.
He was holding something in his hand, reflecting the scorching sun outside the window. From time to time, sword shadows flickered, and a white glow spread all over his body. The breeze passed by, and he quietly watched the Korean wave in the room, and spoke softly.
"Confucian people should know the consequences if they interfere in this matter!"
Han Liu holds the long sword in his hand without any fear. Although the cultivation level of the person in front of him is much better than his own, but... the city of Wu'an is already under the control of the Qin State. Fu Nian, the head of Confucianism, was a few years ago.
Enter Xianyang.
Logically speaking, you shouldn't stop yourself.
But he happened to appear here.
However, after a few breaths, the man didn't respond. He just stood beside the young master and looked at him quietly.
"No matter who you are, this account will be settled on Confucianism."
Han Liu was unwilling to give up, but if he continued, he wanted to kill the young master, and there was no possibility. This Confucian man alone could not solve it, but... without the young master's head, why is it a precious thing?
If there is no precious thing, how can Xuan Qingzi unlock the yin and yang life and death symbols in his body?
He took back the sword in his hand, jumped up, and disappeared into the room.
"Thank you for your help, otherwise, Jia would be in danger!"
The businessman in white was surviving the disaster. He seemed to have lost all his strength. He was holding on to the door and window with one hand. He looked at the Confucian man beside him with endless gratitude on his face.
"Just this once, next time, life or death will be decided."
"Wu'an is no longer safe here, you should go elsewhere."
The man said softly and smiled slightly. The movement here has been known to the people patrolling the Qin army, and someone will come to patrol soon.
"I don't know how famous your name is, but I dare not forget it!"
The businessman in white nodded. It is indeed unsafe here. Even Hallyu... wants to kill him. I don't know where else is safe in Zhao country.
But...you need to find it after all.
"We met by chance and said goodbye."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pure white rays of light shone all over his body and disappeared into the room with each step.
"Master!"
"Sir, what happened?"
"..."
The rest of the people who were waiting came closer, and they were all confused by what they had just seen. Why did Han Liu treat the young master like that? Why did this Confucian man appear in front of him... They were all puzzled.
"Zhao's country is so big that I didn't expect Jia to be on the run."
"It's no longer safe here. Let's leave Wu'an City immediately."
The merchant in white sighed. As a direct descendant of the royal family, even though he was in danger before, he did not end up like this. Now that the Zhao Kingdom has fallen, he will become a wanderer.
Just like the old Koreans who perished in the past.
"……,yes!"
"..."
Although everyone was puzzled, they did not hesitate. It was indeed no longer safe here.
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"Lu, this sword of light is indeed in line with the great road of heaven and earth."
"Can you understand what Xuan Qingzi said about "Seven Levels of Sitting and Forgetting"?"
In the city of Wu'an, there was an elegant teahouse not far from the white-clothed merchant. A Confucian scholar in gray and white brocade robes appeared in it. As he waved his hand, a strange sword light flowed out of his hand and fell on the inside of the elegant room.
Next to a young man beside the bill.
He was wearing a light blue Confucian robe. He was sitting behind the desk, his eyes quietly falling on a thin book on the desk. The white paper and black characters on the desk were clear, and he was murmuring in a low voice, as if he was thoughtful.
All over the body, a different kind of light white light flickers, and the vitality of heaven and earth moves instinctively, surrounding the whole body, washing the muscles and bones, and improving the cultivation level all the time.
"A gentleman has no fight, his light is invisible, he sits and forgets without any intention!"
"The way of Hanguang, the way of the Patriarch, Tianzong Xuanqingzi's cultivation is immeasurable, I am afraid he has already reached the Great Way!"
"Seventh Level Sitting and Forgetting"!
This is the cultivation insight mentioned by Xuan Qingzi of Tianzong, which was directly spread among the Xia Dynasty. It can be understood by people of hundreds of schools, but not many of hundreds of schools can touch this unique truth.
After reading it myself, I can only gain some insights. Direct insight and analysis is far from enough. If I really want to thoroughly understand the way, I am afraid I have already reached the profound entrance, or even higher.
"We should go."
The man in gray and white robes shook his head and smiled. This junior brother is really different, but... this time, I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble in the future. Fortunately, the leader is still in Xianyang, so there should be no major problems.
But the two cannot be separated, the Zhao State will be destroyed, and this is not the Qi State after all.
"Zhao Guo!"
Lifting his gaze from the "Seventh Level Sitting and Forgetting" on the table, his spiritual awareness spread. This is the city of Wu'an, the former guard city of Handan, which has fallen into the hands of the Qin State.
The State of Zhao has died!
No matter how you die, you will eventually die!
That's all he can do. I don't know what will happen next in the ovary. Maybe... after this battle, he will feel a little better, maybe.