Being openly ridiculed by Mo Yunlan, Lin Jianxing's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
He stared into Mo Yunlan's eyes, and said with an angry smile: "Hey Mo Yunlan, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? I think you are just trying to make things up for the benefit of Duzhitang!"
Hearing what Lin Jianxing said, Mo Yunlan knew that his persuasion just now had no effect at all.
He turned his head helplessly, looked at the endless Qinglan River, sighed and said: "Master Lin, if you insist on having your own way, then I will give you a wise saying that Elder Luo Shen said during his lifetime."
"Oh? I wonder what Elder Luo taught me back then?"
Mo Yunlan pointed to the Qinglan River at the foot of Canglang Pavilion and said word by word: "People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places! It is the various rules, both overt and covert, that constitute the basis for the survival of the cultivation society.
Foundation, I don’t have the ability to change my destiny like Master Ma, but if I try to override the rules, there won’t be any good results!”
Following Mo Yunlan's finger, Lin Jianxing stared blankly at the Qinglan River flowing eastward.
After a moment, he burst out laughing.
This time it was Mo Yunlan's turn to wonder: "Why are you laughing?"
Lin Jianxing did not answer, but took out the Bailou Sword, the divine weapon of the Wuliang Sword Sect, from his waist, pointed at the Qinglan River from a distance: "It is indeed natural for water to flow to lower places, but cultivators like us are inherently
If you go against heaven and pursue immortality, if you don’t have the awareness to fight against heaven and earth, how can you achieve the path to immortality?”
Seeing Lin Jianxing draw the divine sword Bailou, Mo Yunlan's heart suddenly sank: "Master Lin, what exactly do you want to do?"
This time Lin Jianxing did not answer, but the aura around him surged like a tsunami.
He actually started pouring all his magic power into the Bailou Sword!
As Lin Jianxing mobilized the Divine Sword Bailou with all his strength, the aura environment of Wuliang Mountains was like a level 16 typhoon.
The powerful spiritual energy fluctuations of the monks at the sixth level of Nascent Soul set off waves of spiritual energy. Even the three-dimensional space around Canglang Pavilion was shattered by the supreme power of the monks at the Nascent Soul stage, revealing a strange and infinite sea of void.
The main body. As Lin Jianxing's mana continues to pour in, this divine weapon of the Infinite Sword Sect's Zhensect quickly creates a breath of destruction that destroys the heaven and the earth, making even Mo Yunlan, who is also a great monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, unable to withstand it.
The pressure took half a step back.
As we all know, the Wuliang Sword Sect has a total of two supreme weapons that are equally powerful:
They are the exclusive sword of the sword-wielding elder of the Wuliang Sword Sect [White House], and the exclusive sword of the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect [Lou Guan].
Before becoming the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Lin Jianxing had been a sword-wielding elder for more than 400 years. He had already mastered the power of the Bailou Sword and used it like an arm. It was precisely because of this that he became the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect.
Behind the Sect, instead of taking over the exclusive sword tower of the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect from Mo Yunlan as usual, he still holds his original sword, the White Tower.
With the blessing of the divine sword Bailou, Lin Jianxing's power has far exceeded the limit of the mid-stage Yuanying. Even ordinary late-stage Yuanying monks may not be able to withstand this void-shattering blow!
This horrifying scene made Mo Yunlan exclaim: "Lin Jianxing, are you crazy?"
However, Lin Jianxing laughed loudly: "How could I be crazy? Mo Yunlan, don't you want to discuss some natural laws with me? Then I will show you now. As the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect, I am above
The power above nature——"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Jianxing had already charged up, and the White Mansion Sword suddenly lit up with a brilliance. Its spiritual pressure was so strong that it had transformed the world around Lin Jianxing into a fragmented boundless sea of void, which a large number of three-dimensional beings could not understand at all.
Pictures of light and shadow kept flashing through the boundless sea of emptiness. However, in this boundless sea of emptiness that ordinary people could not understand, a white light that looked like a horse suddenly swept out and aimed at the cliffs on both sides of the Qinglan River and smashed it hard.
This move is not unfamiliar to Mo Yunlan. It is the Nascent Soul Stage killing move inherited from the Human Sword of the Wuliang Sword Sect——
Three generations of delusion!
Mo Yunlan wanted to stop Lin Jianxing's crazy behavior, but his actions were still a step too slow.
Before he had time to take out the Lou Guan Sword that Ma Tianyi personally entrusted to him for safekeeping back then from his sword box, he saw brilliant white auras slapping heavily on the steep mountain walls on both sides of the Qinglan River.
"This sword——!"
"Duanjiang——!"
“Boom—boom—!
Along with the earth-shaking loud noise, the entire southeastern corner of the Wuliang Mountains shook violently. Even in Yunlai City, which was dozens of miles away, the cultivators felt the obvious shaking coming from the direction of the Wuliang Mountains.
Located at the very center of the explosion, the entire cliff of the Qinglan River Valley seemed to have been cut from the center with an invisible ax by a giant. A granite mountain weighing hundreds of millions of tons was like a hot knife cutting butter.
The terrifying sword light of Bailou Sword neatly cut it off from the connection point on the surface, and fell into the Qinglan River with the force of Mount Tai.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
The mountain that fell into the river raised water mist hundreds of meters high, and there were even powerful spiritual energy waves surging in it. If Mo Yunlan hadn't put up the Nascent Soul-level magic shield in time, Canglang Pavilion, where he had been in retreat all year round, would have been destroyed.
, I am afraid that the spot will be completely destroyed by the artificial mudslide formed by the mixture of landslide and Qinglan River water.
The power of Lin Jianxing's sword directly changed the landscape of the Qinglan River Valley!
As the smoke and dust from the explosion gradually dissipated, looking at the original Qinglan River channel from above, I saw that the entire valley had been tightly blocked by collapsed rocks and soil. After the water of the Qinglan River surged into the blockage, there was no way
It cannot continue to flow downstream, but directly forms a small barrier lake. As time goes by, the water level of the barrier lake continues to rise.
Slowly putting away the Bailou Sword, Lin Jianxing gently exhaled a breath: "Elder Mo, you saw it! The saying that water flows to lower places is not always correct. It mainly depends on us Nascent Souls who have the power of heaven and earth.
Monk, how do you view this problem?"
Mo Yunlan took a deep look at Lin Jianxing and said: "Master Lin, even if your Bailou Sword can temporarily cut off the Qinglan River, can you still cut off the Qinglan River forever? Even if it is a barrier lake, there will always be
A washed up day!”
But Lin Jianxing didn't care at all: "So what? At worst, I will strike again when the time comes!"
Mo Yunlan took two steps back: "You are so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid of dragging the world of cultivation into the abyss?"
After saying more than half a sentence, Lin Jianxing snorted coldly and said: "Elder Mo, if you really put the overall situation of the Jiuzhou cultivation world first, don't oppose the decision made by me, the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, that's all.
, I’ll take my leave!”
After saying that, Lin Jianxing said no more, turned into a golden rainbow again and headed straight for the Wuliang Golden Summit, the highest peak of the Wuliang Mountains.
Seeing Lin Jianxing leaving, Mo Yunlan silently pulled out his Lou Guan Sword, and saw him slashing at the original Qinglan River. The Qinglan River barrier lake created by Lin Jianxing was blocked by Mo Yunlan again.
A gap was created, and the water of the Qinglan River began to flow downstream along its original river course again.
Staring at the Qinglan River barrier lake that was gradually collapsing, Mo Yunlan sighed quietly: "My withdrawal from the battle for the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect back then was probably the biggest mistake I made in my life!"
After saying that, Mo Yunlan turned into a sea-blue light and soared into the sky.
And the direction he was rushing to was the retreat place of Cheng Shuying, the supreme elder of Wuliang Sword Sect's Merit Hall.
