The clear light of the large teleportation array flickered three times, and soon there seemed to be forty-nine stars in the surrounding area. Their brilliance rose, taking on the shape of a blooming bud, and immediately turned ethereal again.
After the war with the demon clan that year, each sect considered their own shortcomings and made improvements.
This bud-shaped Seven-Seven Star Array is the unique creation of the original Lu Sect. Regardless of other things, the passage from the original Lu Sect to the other sects cannot be easily frozen by Wu Ming's methods back then.
A middle-aged monk with a three-ring bun on his head and a slightly purple complexion was waiting in front of the teleportation formation, holding a jade wat in his hand.
Judging from his cultivation, it is obviously above the Nascent Soul realm.
After the last clear light fell, a person walked out of the teleportation array.
This person is not tall, but he gives the impression of being very burly for no reason. He is dressed in a plain gray robe and has a long sword hanging behind his waist.
The facial features are straight and straight, but the peaks of the eyebrows seem to be a little heavier, but the sides are extended and very slender, giving people a strange impression.
The purple-faced monk holding the jade tablet stepped forward and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Jianghai."
"All the true masters of our sect are studying a method in order. As for the two junior brothers, they are also in the specific steps of performing the exercises. I will come to greet you and guide you. I think Taoist friend Jiang Hai will not be surprised."
The visitor is the second person from Chenyang Jianshan, the eighteenth person from the thirty-six sub-pictures——
Of course, since Li Yunlong and Yu Jiaolong entered the list, they have fallen to the twentieth place, Jiang Hai.
Jiang Hai raised his eyebrows.
According to common sense, no matter which of the nine sects he visits as a guest, he should be greeted by a true monarch or a direct disciple of his generation who is similar to his own conduct.
But after taking a closer look and discerning the face of the person coming, he smiled and said, "It's no problem. Fellow Taoist Yi, I have also done some meritorious deeds that are shortcut and not far away. Please show me the way."
The man holding the jade tablet saw that Jiang Hai recognized him, so he smiled and thanked him: "It's an honor."
This Yi Muren, who lived less than a thousand years, was also a leader among the direct descendants of the previous generation of the original Lu Sect.
Although the contract restricts it, after the number of true kings in a sect reaches nine, it is difficult to have one more; but if your merits are very high, you are not limited to showing them off at the five-hundred-year ceremony.
In the last 500-year meeting 380 years ago, he served as a "sparing partner" and fought all the way to the top three. Although the opportunity came from the Zangxiang Sect's fourth dimension, he conveniently won the position of Star Lord
.
The two walked side by side and walked west along the teleportation gate, and the light escaped.
During this trip, Yi Muren was also secretly sizing up Jiang Hai.
In fact, the original Lu Zong Mu Mu and Jiang Hai had similar status in Chenyang Sword Mountain. Now Mu Mu is ranked 19th and Jiang Hai is ranked 20th; and both of them are the second direct descendants of the sect, with one person above them.
It's just that the two are different.
Although Lin Shuangshuang has peerless qualifications, he is not as domineering as Xuanyuan Huai, who is as high as the sky. And Mu Mu is exactly the same as the only Dao realm powerful Wood Sword Immortal in our sect. So as far as the original Lu Zong is concerned, Mu Mu
Mu couldn't say how much she was suppressed by Lin Shuangshuang.
I think it should be different when Jiang Hai is in Chenyang Jianshan, right?
In Yi Muren's imagination, the river and the sea should be like a chest with a strong barrier, unable to move forward; proudly towering over others, with a tight outer pine.
So when he came to receive him, he was really cautious.
But at first sight, this person's popularity was very upright. He said that he was the first direct descendant of one of the nine sects, and I'm afraid no one would believe it. There was no sign of being suppressed by Xuanyuan Huai's light at all, and Yi Muren couldn't help but feel
I was secretly amazed.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Yi Muren's strange thoughts became more and more intense.
It turned out that after Yi Muren knew that his expectations were wrong, he secretly re-described Jiang Hai's image in his mind. It seemed that it should be: "Regress and dissolve, and enjoy yourself."
In this pursuit of self-victory and completely eliminating the idea of competing with Xuanyuan Huai, it may be possible to create such a state.
But after careful observation, it is not the case.
Because Jiang Hai's inner majestic spirit and soaring fighting spirit almost jumped out, blending seamlessly with his outer aggressiveness and self-confidence.
This is no longer surprising, but amazing.
Under the bright sunshine of Xuanyuan Huai, it is incredible that there is such a person.
I don’t know whether I should praise Jiang Hai or Xuanyuan Huai.
After arriving at a vast bamboo forest hanging in the sky, Yi Muren smiled and said, "We're here."
"As soon as the work is completed and the time comes, there will be signs."
Jiang Hai nodded slightly.
Yi Muren said goodbye and left.
…
About three quarters of an hour later, the bamboo forest suddenly opened.
In front of you is an emerald green lake.
It may be a "lake" in the eyes of ordinary people, but as far as the monks can see, it can only be said to be a larger pond.
Mu Mu, with a black face and black robe, came riding the waves.
Although he was a teenager when he visited Yue Heng, he was already close to adulthood. His bones and flesh should have been roughly grown. But at this time, Mu Mu was almost a foot taller than he was back then. In terms of body shape alone
, he can be called the "Nine Sects' No. 1 Master".
The two of them looked at each other, both of them silent.
After about ten breaths, Mu Mu broke the silence: "In such a hurry?"
Jiang Hai said calmly: "Not only is it not urgent, it is already too late."
"Actually, fifty years ago, I had the intention to challenge one after another. I just considered that our sect has an established alliance with the original Lu Sect. If I rashly defeat Brother Mu, it will damage your Taoism, and I'm afraid it will not be a good thing. Therefore,
I haven't made any move yet. But if I don't set a precedent with my own family and understand my intentions, I might go straight to Yue Heng Sect, I'm afraid of being misunderstood."
"That's why it's been delayed until today."
"Yesterday, Senior Brother Xuanyuan commented on the colleagues of the Nine Sects. When it comes to Brother Mu, you have quietly turned from good to bad and changed your approach. As a result, even if you are defeated, it will not only be harmless to you, but also beneficial."
Mu Mu frowned.
My own way of using the wooden sword has turned from good to extraordinary. This is a secret that only the wooden sword immortal Jiang Chenglu and himself know...
Jiang Hai obviously knew what Mu Mu was thinking, and said nonchalantly: "Senior brother Xuanyuan has a strange destiny again. He has a clear mind and can judge the way you hold and the techniques you practice."
"Brother Mu, please leave a message on what should be done and what should not be done."
"If you don't want to fight, Jiang will turn around and leave."
Mu Mu remained silent.
But his actions have responded.
With a slight lift of his arm.
In the bamboo forest that stretched for several miles, a leaf fell in each direction. Immediately, each of them jumped into shape, as if the tip of a sword pointed outwards, swarming towards the river and sea!
This kind of chaotic needles like rain is extremely common in martial arts fighting.
But Mu Mu's attack was purely natural, like a bamboo leaf with spirit, changing naturally instead of being controlled by human power.
Jiang Hai held the sword in his hand, and the brilliance of the divine sword coincided with the lightning in his eyes, and he shouted: "Okay!"
In an instant, Jiang Hai saw the threefold meaning of Mu Mu's "sword".
Facing this sword, you cannot retreat.
If you retreat, the endless energy in the sword will increase with the momentum, doubling within three breaths. At that time, even if your moral conduct is better than Mu Mu's, you will still be filled with hatred and return.
Facing this sword, we cannot stand still.
Because all the blades of grass are connected by spirit and spirit. If you make up your mind to contain its momentum first and then fight back, then after each leaf is broken, it will naturally condense elsewhere and re-enter.
The battlefield seems endless.
Facing this sword, you cannot fight back.
If you judge that you can't win without counterattacking, you can break all the sword power in one breath. Although Broken Leaf cannot be reborn, its essence will pour back into Mu Mu's body. At this moment, Mu Mu has already
Be prepared for counterattack.
The energy of reversal can exactly double the power of counterattack.
If a man draws his bow and wants to shoot, and you step heavily on his bow string, it will increase his power.
Therefore, there is only one solution.
That is the key to completely dispelling the magical battle, and deciding the outcome based on one's own foundation...
This……
It was exactly what Mu Mu expected.
The previous triple trap was just to introduce fighting skills into this ring.
Jianghai pointed his sword.
The tide in the lake suddenly rose up, swallowing up all the sword shapes and Mu Mu's body. Miraculously, the two were completed at the same time, exactly.
The sword was like a swimming dragon, and the water immediately turned into mist.
The fog disperses.
Mu Mu still stood in the same place, his clothes intact and his face unchanged, as if he had just been washed by water.
But Jiang Hai's clothes were in tatters, his skin was a frightening deep red, and there was blood visibly leaking from his mouth and nose.
After about ten breaths, Jiang Hai reached out and pressed his hand on his waist.
A long scroll suddenly opened up, and it seemed to be thirty-six consecutive human figures. However, among them, nineteen and twenty-two, the figures were scattered and blurred, leaving only extremely flexible Qi machines running up and down.
After a while, the figure solidified again.
It's still the same two people, just the order has been swapped.
Twenty, Mu Mu.
Nineteenth place, Jianghai.
Jiang Hai gave a long laugh, took a blue pill, then fluttered his sleeves and floated away.
Mu Mu still stood where he was, his thoughts moving far away.
Twenty or thirty years ago, a choice was placed before him.
One is the right way.
One is a strange path.
The so-called righteous path is to continue to push the method he has always upheld to the extreme. About one hundred and twenty to thirty years later, there seems to be a very low probability of a glimmer of opportunity to hit the realm of perfection.
Mu Mu did not choose this path.
Because both Wei Qingqi and Mu Minli have gone far beyond the realm of perfection. Even if they are lucky enough to succeed, they are so close to the five-hundred-year meeting that they will have no time to further refine their methods. By then, although their strength will have increased to the limit,
But faced with the skillful tactics of Wei Qingqi and the other two, they had almost no power to fight back.
The other way is the Qidao.
Completely giving up the possibility of achieving a perfect state, but you can exchange for a special kind of combat power.
She is still defeated by opponents of a higher level; but she is destined to be impossible to be defeated effortlessly. In addition to taking no blame, no matter who she faces, most of her combat power can be eliminated in one battle. As for Wei Qingqi,
The damage caused by Mu Minli and others is far greater than that of a novice who has just entered the perfection state. At least, it is better than Shu Yubai thirty or forty years ago.
Although Mu Jianxian said that no matter which path he chooses, he will fully support it.
but.
Mu Mu knew that he had no choice.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the man who only knew afterwards that he was burdened with huge shackles three hundred and eighty years ago, before Yue Heng Sect and Yin Yang Pisces.
Carrying the sword and walking away gracefully, I will be free in this life...
A sigh.
An hour later, Mu Mu moved his fingers and returned home lonely.