This was the snake's poison from last time, which could only be resolved by the harmony of yin and yang. Huang Chao had been trying hard to suppress it, but was ignited by Chen Yuyu's opposite-sex aura.
Chen Yuyu leaned down and slowly unbuttoned his collar...
Hoo ho ho!
Suddenly the situation changed, and a huge dark cloud gathered in the sky, as if thunder was brewing.
boom!
Huang Chao's right hand moved. He pushed Chen Yuyu away, stood up with one palm on the ground, looked at the thunder clouds unsteadily, and shouted: "The ruthless Taoist heart, condense!"
Click!
Thunder pierced the void, causing the cliff walls to rustle and gravel to roll.
"Brother Huang Chao, your Taoist heart is still undecided, so you can't force it!" Chen Yuyu fell to the ground and raised his head and shouted.
Huang Chao made seals with both hands, shouldered the thunder tribulation, and shuttled through the thunder. The long sword behind him was unsheathed. The sword light flashed and the thunder clouds gradually dispersed. His expression was almost indifferent. He looked down at Chen Cuiyu and said: "My path has been decided. I hope Chen
Junior sister, please respect yourself from now on and don’t mess with my Taoist mind again.”
Since you are firm in the ruthless way, extinguishing emotions and desires, the snake's venom will self-destruct without being attacked.
Chen Chuiyu stood stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning, and then lost consciousness for a long time. Then he collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.
Huang Chao walked into the residence without looking back, and Bai Ye witnessed everything from beginning to end.
Bai Ye was worried that Senior Sister Chen couldn't bear the blow and wanted to go over to comfort her, but Huang Chao walked away without saying a word. Bai Ye took a look at Chen Yuyu and felt that she should be fine, so he had better not disturb her.
Standing in the courtyard during the white night, letting the leaves fall in the autumn wind, staring intently at the Huangchao courtyard.
Does the ruthless way mean that one has to annihilate love and desires? What if such a life is immortal? Isn’t it eternal loneliness?
His heart was very confused and heavy. He didn't understand why a monk as talented as Huang Chao chose the ruthless path, and why he let down a good girl like Senior Sister Chen.
Opening the ancient book given to him by Wanyan Qing again, he suddenly saw a sentence: "The cultivation speed of the ruthless way is faster than that of the sentimental way."
Yes, there is less love and hatred, less emotions and desires, and so many less ties.
"If immortality is to be exchanged for annihilation of passion and desire, I would rather suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death in this mortal world..." He sighed in despair, his body softening.
His back was hunched, like an old man in his twilight years.
That night, he did not sleep, nor could he sleep. He did not practice Taoism, but he also practiced Taoism.
On the fourth day, it was not until noon that the senior sister came over and told him that someone from Taize Palace had come. They called her to challenge her, and asked Bai Ye if she wanted to watch the battle, maybe he could gain some insights.
"Thank you, senior sister!"
Bai Ye happily agreed and walked with Wanyanqing, but they walked for a full two hours, which was much farther than going to Demon Burial Valley. It wasn't until the soles of his feet ached that he saw a huge mountain peak in the distance.
The palaces are in groups and are extremely magnificent, even more exquisite and magnificent than the palaces on the main peak of Tu Lun Peak.
We have finally arrived. However, the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps of the white jade staircase tortured Bai Ye again. When he reached the top of the mountain, he was already out of breath. Wanyanqing, on the other hand, looked like he was fine and didn't even breathe at all.
Resting for a moment while holding on to the wall, Bai Ye stood up straight. Wanyanqing understood, and the two of them took steps again. In a short time, they had arrived at the huge dojo in the middle of the palace complex.
At this time, there were already six figures in the dojo. Among them, he knew Lian Chenghuo and Liang Chengjue, and the other four included two middle-aged people and two teenagers.
Wanyanqing looked at a middle-aged man and introduced: "The one in white is our law enforcement elder, his name is Yan Buer, he is ruthless."
Bai Ye noticed Wanyanqing's wording, ruthless, and a cold-blooded image popped into his mind.
Wanyanqing introduced three other people to him: "The one in gray is the eighth elder of Taize Palace, and next to him are his direct disciples. They have all awakened to visions and are among the top geniuses in Shinto."
While they were talking, the two of them were already in front of the six people. Several people had already seen them. When they got closer, the law enforcement elder Yan Buer took the lead in introducing the elder of Taize Hall: "These two are disciples of our sect, Wan Yanqing, Bai Ye
."
Yan Buer did not introduce each other to Bai Ye, but he continued: "I heard that Brother Jiang has recently acquired a good disciple. Do you want to challenge Wanyan Qing?"
He glanced at Wanyan Qing. He was the ninth among the seven sects. If he hadn't awakened to the vision, his ranking would surely drop a lot in the next term.
You must know that vision can grant great combat power, just like a realm. In the vision, you are the king.
The two disciples of the Eighth Elder have already awakened to the vision. In his opinion, Wanyanqing is almost destined to be defeated but not victorious.
He glanced at Lian Chengjue with a smile, and was convinced that others might not know his true strength, but he knew it clearly, and the vision disciples had nothing to fear.
It's just that Lian Chengjue was a little absent-minded, and Yan Buer frowned slightly.
Elder Jiang laughed out loud, his arrogance not concealed at all. He turned around and smiled at a young man next to him: "Yixuan, aren't you going to challenge the ninth Wanyanqing? Why don't you go!"
In his opinion, victory is certain. He spent a lot of effort to win these two disciples. One is named Zhou Yixuan, who has awakened the metal nature and is accomplished in swordsmanship. The other is named Ji Ruxue, who has some abnormal hobbies but has extraordinary talents.
Endowed with wind attributes. Coupled with their visions, they are both top-notch masters among the younger generation of Shinto.
The Heart Demon Sect stole the show at the last Dao Discussion event, which made the palace master very displeased. He ordered to recruit geniuses from the subordinate countries, and he is bound to regain his reputation at this Dao discussion event.
Shinto is the head of the seven paths, leading all the paths. Canghai Divine Ancestor is respected by all the paths. It must not be passed down to his generation whose majesty is weakened!
Zhou Yixuan was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a smile on his face and two swords on his back. He bowed slightly to Wanyan Qing and said gracefully: "Bing Xin is polite!"
Except for the relatives and friends before entering the Taoism, the original common names of the monks are not known to others, and they are all called by the Taoist name. This also prevents the grudges between the monks from affecting the secular people.
Wanyanqing returned the greeting indifferently, as if she didn't notice Zhou Yixuan's elegant demeanor, she said calmly: "Draw out the sword!"
There was no emotion or anger on her expression. Her sword was a light blue willow leaf sword, as thin as a cicada's wing. It shone with a touch of green in the early spring sunshine, like the new buds of an old tree.
Zhou Yixuan's expression gradually became serious, and the next second the situation suddenly changed, and the sword light moved!
bass!
The two afterimages tangled together and collided rapidly. The sword energy flew across the sky and penetrated gold and cracked stone. Both of them were martial arts practitioners who were good at close combat.
In just a quarter of an hour, the two of them fought for twenty rounds, evenly matched. Elder Jiang looked on with a smile behind his hands. Yan Buer secretly thought that Wanyan Qing was going to lose because Zhou Yixuan's vision had not yet moved!
"The wind has no edge!" With a scolding sound, the sword shadows flew, and two figures flashed out. Wanyanqing held the sword coldly, with eyes like a torch. Zhou Yixuan's clothes were torn, and the blood lines on his chest and abdomen gradually dyed most of his chest red.
He gritted his teeth and shouted: "The sun rises over the East China Sea!"
Behind you, the sea rises, boundless, and a red sun rises from it, pouring down the unparalleled power of the sun!
Zhou Yixuan was like a god in golden armor, his sword was swung with brilliance. Wanyanqing snorted coldly and struck out with one sword.
Zhou Yixuan also slashed out with his sword without any fear.