In the blink of an eye, three stones were thrown from the lake shore and landed on the chessboard on the lake one after another, and Miao Suwen also took three steps.
After these three moves, the black pieces that had surrounded her collapsed. Miao Suwen was not hurt at all. On the contrary, Zhao Gaoyi opposite him turned pale and his body was trembling slightly.
After a while, I saw this man raising his head and vomiting a mouthful of blood, staggering, retreating quickly, and at the same time shouted:
"Who broke my chess game?"
Who broke my chess game? Who broke my chess game? The sound echoed in the peach forest, but the surroundings were quiet and there was no response at all.
Zhao Gaoyi boasts that he has extraordinary talent in chess. His "Xingluo chess game" is also a true inheritance from Yixing Pavilion. If the opponent uses force to defeat the method, he will not be so surprised.
But the key is that the opponent did not show up, and just a few stones broke his chess position, making this top figure among the second generation disciples of Yixing Pavilion filled with shock and anger.
At this moment, Yuan Taiji's sword suddenly turned in mid-air, and like a violent wind from the sky, it struck directly above Miao Suwen's head.
The three families in the field were originally fighting each other to contain each other. Now that Miao Suwen had gained the upper hand, Yuan Taiji naturally couldn't tolerate it. His sword light roared in, and on top of the strong wind and fast sword, there was another layer of moonlight power, making it truly unstoppable.
Miao Suwen was also startled, and hurriedly used the "dispersion method" of Xinwu Detention Method, while defusing the sword intention above his head, he retreated backwards.
Yuan Taiji's own swordsmanship was not weak. Now he had the help of Taoist Dong Guo. In addition, he attacked from the side and had the upper hand from the beginning.
The white-robed swordsman was unyielding and pressed forward step by step, hitting Miao Suwen's vital points with every move, almost making it difficult for her to fight back. Even with all her strength, she could only barely resist the opponent's sword moves.
Even though Miao Suwen had used all the moves of "Heart without Determination Technique" and "Huan Meng Heart Sutra", at this moment, the blood in his body was still boiling and his spiritual power was disordered. Obviously if the fight continued like this, within thirty moves, he would probably be dead.
There is a fear of defeat.
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded in her mind:
"That's not how the "Mind-Undetermined Method" is used."
Although this voice was extremely dull, when it fell in Miao Suwen's mind, it was no less than a thunderbolt from the blue.
"It's him!"
Even though he was in the middle of Yuan Taiji's sword moves, Miao Suwen was still slightly stunned, but the next moment, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
She suddenly realized that the person who had "thrown stones and pointed the way" for her just now was this old friend whom she had not seen for many years.
But before she could answer, the voice continued: "The mind is free. I am selfless. If there is no self, all phenomena are empty. Why do you have to stick to the appearance? You must know that observing the Qi will break the law."
A series of voices sounded in her mind. Miao Suwen was also a monastic seed. Even though her heart was filled with the joy of reunion at this moment, she was still immediately immersed in the other person's guidance.
Many problems that had troubled her for many years were solved at this moment.
Miao Suwen's eyes gradually became clearer. Although he was still ups and downs in Yuan Taiji's sword moves, his whole temperament had undergone subtle changes.
Yuan Taiji fought with her for another moment, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
"It's strange. You were obviously unable to fight back under the suppression of my sword moves. Why did you suddenly become different again?"
At this time, Miao Suwen's eyes no longer had the panic look before, and he used many moves such as "Qi Watching Technique", "Circular Turning Technique", "Dispersing Power Technique" and "Sheng Shen Technique" one after another, and each other
He can switch freely between times without any flaws. No matter how much Yuan Taiji's sword shines on him, he can always resolve it calmly.
The two sides fought with each other for half a stick of incense. Miao Suwen suddenly used a feint to induce Yuan Taiji's flying sword to go deep. She turned around slightly and deflected his flying sword using the "circle turning method".
At the same time, the "Shengshen Technique" was used, and the whole person's momentum suddenly increased.
Yuan Taiji, who was in mid-air, was frightened by the momentum that burst out at this moment, and his mind briefly lost consciousness. By the time he reacted, Miao Suwen was already approaching.
"Guanqi Breaking Technique, it's true that although his aura is strong, his Taoist heart is flawed. I will defend first and then attack. As long as I can catch a trace of his flaw, this person will be defeated!"
Miao Suwen was thinking in his heart, but the speed of his attack was not slow at all. A blue light flashed on his hands, and he hit Yuan Taiji's chest directly.
"snort!"
At this critical moment, a cold snort came from the bamboo forest, and Dongguo Taoist raised his hand to cast a spell, directly transferring a spiritual power into Yuan Taiji's body.
Yuan Taiji groaned, his face turned red, and at the same time, his aura suddenly surged.
He hurriedly pinched the sword technique, and the sword intention on the Fengsha Sword was so strong that it seemed like the nine-day strong wind returned to him in an instant.
Miao Suwen, who was about to succeed, unexpectedly saw the strong wind roaring behind him and the sword intent surging. He was so surprised that he hurriedly abandoned Yuan Taiji and switched from offense to defense. His whole body floated to the side like catkins.
Stab!
The wind evil sword cut off a piece of clothes from Miao Suwen's body. Although it did not hurt her, it still made Miao Suwen angry.
Yuan Taiji was standing proudly in the air at this moment, and the aura on his body was completely different from before. He made a seal with one hand, and the Feng Sha Sword actually split into two, turning into two gusts of wind sword intent, and directed towards Miao Suwen at the same time.
He and Zhao Gaoyi were killed.
Seeing this situation, at the other end of the peach forest, the old man with a writing brush hanging on his waist and a slightly bald head showed no movement on his face. Almost at the same time, he raised his hand and injected a stream of spiritual power into Zhao Gaoyi's body.
Zhao Gaoyi's eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly made the magic formula. In the mid-air, he saw little black lights condensing into shape, and finally turned into countless chess pieces, flying towards Yuan Taiji's sword light.
"What a fair fight!"
Liang Yan sneered. He could clearly see in the forest that Dongguo Taoist and the Golden elixir monk from Yixing Pavilion had poured their respective spiritual powers into their disciples.
If they were just secretly helping each other before, now they are directly participating in the battle.
Since the other party had betrayed him, he did not hesitate at all. He also raised his hand and cast a spell, pouring his own spiritual power into Miao Suwen's body.
At this moment, the fighting style on Tanxi Lake is completely different from before.
Rather than saying it was a melee between three foundation-building monks, it was more like a battle between three golden elixir monks using the bodies of their respective disciples.
In mid-air, Yuan Taiji's sword light was flickering, Zhao Gaoyi's skillful hands were making arrangements, while Miao Suwen's movements were erratic, and his palm movements were strange. Each of the three had their own strengths, and with the help of the Jindan elders behind them, their magical powers became more and more sophisticated.
, has gradually exceeded the limit of the foundation building period.
It's just that when infusing spiritual power into other people's bodies, the more the better, the other person's tolerance limit must also be taken into consideration.
Yuan Taiji, Zhao Gaoyi, and Miao Suwen were all monks in the foundation-building stage, and the amount of spiritual power they could bear was limited. Therefore, Liang Yan, Taoist Dongguo, and others competed not on the depth of their spiritual power, but on their control of spells.
It's like playing chess at this time. The three foundation-building monks on the field are just chess pieces, and Liang Yan, Dongguo Taoist and the bald old man are the ones holding the pieces. Whether they can win this game depends on who controls the chess pieces.
Even better.
At this point, Liang Yan is obviously stronger than the two of them.
Although Miao Suwen was not his disciple, he learned all his skills from him. Under his guidance, the "Undetermined Mind Technique" was put into practice, and he seemed to be at ease.
On the other hand, Taoist Dong Guo did not learn swordsmanship. He could only infuse spiritual power into Yuan Taiji, but it was difficult to control his disciple.
The same is true for the bald old man. He is also not a chess player in Yixing Pavilion, and his help to Zhao Gaoyi is limited.
The three people on the lake fought for half a cup of tea, and the winner was gradually determined. Miao Suwen's momentum became stronger and stronger, and finally forced the other two to join forces to protect themselves.
But despite this, they were still a little unable to resist. Under Miao Suwen's fierce palm wind, they could not help but retreat towards the outside of the lake center boundary.
Seeing that Yuan Taiji was about to be forced out of the circle in the next step, Taoist Dongguo finally couldn't bear it anymore. He ignored the agreement of the five fighting methods and directly raised his hand and saw an unparalleled energy rushing out.
, instantly shook the three people fighting in the field away.
The next moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest wearing the robe of the sun, moon and stars appeared directly on the lake. Then he flicked his sleeves and shouted coldly:
"Fellow Taoist He Fang, you are hiding your head and showing your tail, but you are here, why don't you show up and see him!"
As soon as the word "see" came out of his mouth, the power of the moonlight filled the air from his sleeves, covering the entire peach forest in an instant.
boom!
I saw a loud noise suddenly erupted from the northwest corner of the peach forest, and then an old man with a slightly bald head and a writing brush hanging from his waist staggered out.
"Fellow Daoist Dongguo, we agreed that the Five Sects' Fighting Techniques are only for disciples in the Foundation Establishment Period. You are violating the rules." The slightly bald old man brushed the dust off his body and spoke first.
"Who did I think it was? It turns out to be the calligrapher of Yixing Pavilion!"
Taoist Dongguo laughed and said with a sarcastic expression: "'Bald Pen Man', you naturally hope that everyone is a gentleman and follows the rules, so that your Yixing Pavilion can cheat!"
After hearing this, the bald old man raised his head, laughed, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Dongguo, it seems that we are at odds with each other. We have nothing to say to each other."
At this time, on the lake, Miao Suwen had been pushed back outside the barrier. She looked at the two golden elixir monks in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel shocked and angry.
What surprised him was that the person who came here was so powerful that he was among the best among the five sects. What made him angry was that Qianyuan Holy Palace and Yixing Pavilion actually broke the contract without authorization and broke the rules of the five sects' fighting.
At this moment, among the leaves in the peach forest, a figure slowly walked out.
This man was dressed in a long gray gown, with a green gourd and an old wooden house hanging around his waist. He looked ordinary and had nothing special about him.
"division"
When Miao Suwen saw the person coming, she subconsciously wanted to blurt out something, but she remembered what the person had told her back then, so she stopped herself and called out instead: "Sir!"
The man in gray clothes smiled slightly and nodded towards her, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
"It's you! Liang Yan!"
Taoist Dongguo on the lake saw the person coming clearly, and couldn't help but look strange, with a somewhat unbelievable look on his face.
"Isn't this person the junior who made a big fuss in Huangshi Mountain back then? He was forced into desperation by me back then. If Lu Yuanshan from Huanxi Villa hadn't taken action, he would have been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison of Qianyuan Holy Palace by me right now!"
Taoist Dongguo thought of this and looked at the man up and down. He felt that this man was weird from the inside out. Even with his late Jindan cultivation, he couldn't see through the gray-clothed man on the other side of the lake.
"Is he already a golden elixir monk?"
Such an idea suddenly appeared in Taoist Dongguo's mind, but he immediately shook his head and said: "It's impossible. He just broke through the Juyuan Realm back then. Now it's only been fifty years. Even if he is one of the five great sects,
It is impossible for a genius disciple to create a golden elixir so quickly!"
Just when he was slightly dazed, Liang Yan on the other side of the lake chuckled, cupped his hands and said:
"Fellow Taoist Dongguo, I was in a hurry to say goodbye and was unable to fully see the splendor of your Yin and Yang Taoism. Now fifty years have passed. I wonder if your methods have become stale?"
Taoist Dongguo had come to his senses at this moment. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneered: "What? Do you still want to weigh my means?"
Liang Yan laughed and said, "That's exactly what I meant!"
"you!"
Taoist Dong Guo laughed angrily and shouted: "You are such an arrogant and ignorant young man. Lu Yuanshan protected you back then. I wonder who else can stand up for you today!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and clapped it forward, and saw that the entire Tanxi Lake water suddenly boiled, and a moment later, a green luan actually flew out from below the lake surface.
This Qingluan was a hundred feet long, spreading its wings in mid-air and roaring. Those with lower cultivation levels in the field, such as Yuan Taiji, Miao Suwen and others, were frightened by the roar, and then their feet softened and they fell down.
On the ground.
Qingluan spread his wings and soared upwards. In just a moment, he appeared above Liang Yan's head. A huge coercion fell from the sky, almost freezing his entire body in place.
Miao Suwen watched the battle from the sidelines and couldn't help but feel nervous. Taoist Dongguo was now at the peak of Jindan's cultivation. The Qingluan Dharma contained the Taoist laws and was definitely not something ordinary people could resist.
However, before she could think more, she heard a chuckle from the other side of the lake:
"A mere beast dares to make a noise here!"
Before Liang Yan finished speaking, he raised his hand and pinched the magic formula. Everyone felt their eyes blur, and the next moment they saw a flash of silver-white light rushing into the air, gently wrapping around Qingluan's neck.
"hold head high!"
A scream was heard, and Qingluan Faxiang, who had been arrogant just now, stood motionless. After a few breaths, its huge head rolled down in front of everyone's shocked eyes.
At this moment, everyone could clearly see the object in the silvery white light. It was clearly a slender flying sword.
"Lightsaber!"
Bald Pen Weng looked at the flying sword in mid-air with a hint of surprise on his face.