Volume 5, The Pen of God, Chapter 53: When the sword rises, you and I are at the two ends of the bri
An inexplicable majesty descended from the peak of Taoshan and enveloped the entire Qianping.
People feel a power that does not belong to this world.
In the sacred chariot, the headmaster knelt down on his knees without hesitation.
Ye Hongyu thought for a while and slowly changed from a sitting position to a kneeling position.
Zhao Nanhai was about to reprimand Ye Hongyu when he suddenly felt the power of heaven and earth. His expression changed drastically. He dared not say anything more, and he knelt down on the ground with awe.
Everyone in the Xiling Temple knelt down, and everyone in the South China Sea knelt down. The Golden Chamber Imperial Master came all the way to Taoshan to participate in the Light Festival, just to be able to see Tianyan again, and he had already knelt down with piety on his face.
Everyone in Taoshan Qianping knelt down, including the Buddhist monks, without exception.
Chen Pipi sat on the white stone altar, thinking that she was going to die anyway, so why did she kneel down?
Tang Xiaotang knows who is on top of Peach Mountain, so she doesn't want to kneel down. If you are Haotian and I am a disciple of Mingzong, how can I kneel to you? If you are Sangsang and I am your friend, why should I kneel to you?
She stood stubbornly, enduring endless pressure. The blood was forced out of the wound and gurgled. She looked extremely miserable. Her knees creaked and slowly bent, as if they were about to break.
No matter how stubborn she is, she is only a mortal after all. How can she withstand such a terrifying power of heaven and earth? However, just when she was about to be pressed to her knees, she saw Chen Pipi on the altar and imitated his appearance.
He sat down on the ground and looked at Momoyama with a smile, thinking, what else can you do to me?
Chen Pipi looked at her with a smile and extended his thumb to praise her quick wit and his own wisdom. However, he did not expect that as a sacrifice of the Light Festival, he would bear the most concentrated power of heaven and earth. In just a moment, he would
I found that I could no longer sit on the altar.
The sky was full of peach blossoms, and the autumn wind was whistling. Chen Pipi cursed loudly, and lay on the altar with his back stretched out. Although his posture was extremely inelegant, he once again won the battle with Haotian.
Ning Que knelt down very quickly, even faster than the servants beside him. He comforted himself as he knelt down. I have asked you to kneel down and wash my feet many times over the years. So what if I pay you back once again today?
There was the sound of wind between heaven and earth. Then there was the sound of worship.
It is still the Fengtian Chapter of the Xiling Canon, but it comes from the mouths of the priests of the South China Sea.
Including Zhao Nanhai, everyone in Nanhai didn't know why they started to worship, as if there was a voice in the dark guiding them.
Their faces were pale and their eyes were full of awe.
The priests of the Xiling Temple, the teachers and students of the Tianyu Academy, and the tens of thousands of believers who were shivering and kneeling on the front terrace. They all began to follow the priests of the South China Sea to perform sacrifices, and the sacred and solemn chanting gradually resounded throughout the world.
The Fengtian chapter passed down by the gods of the South China Sea was indeed more subtle. Compared with the initial sacrificial ceremony, this time the sacrificial ceremony was obviously much smoother, and Haotian could hear it more clearly.
Countless rays of light come from the autumn day and fall on the white stone altar.
Chen Pipi became brighter. He was very uneasy and wanted to toss and turn, but found that he couldn't move.
When the sacrifice ceremony ends, these rays of light will turn into the pure divine radiance of Haotian, and he will be burned into blue smoke, and no one will know what will happen after that.
He saw that there seemed to be an extra crack in the blue sky.
He said curiously: "Look, the sky is about to open!"
No one heard his voice, because most people in Mooshan Qianping were focused on the memorial ceremony.
Xiaoyu, a girl from the South China Sea, looked at him. She was about to cry. Her face was full of sadness. However, this was Haotian's will. Even if she was his fiancée, she would not dare to act against heaven.
Tang Xiaotang looked at Chen Pipi and said, "I'll try again."
In her opinion, since he was her man, she should do something. The power that she didn't know where came from entered her body and made her stand up in the power of heaven and earth!
She didn't know how she could defeat Haotian, but since it was a battle, weapons must be needed, and the iron rod in her hand had been shaken far away before.
Tang Xiaotang stood with difficulty, looking around for weapons.
Suddenly she saw a sword.
She didn't know it was Liu Bai's sword, but she thought it was a good sword.
Because the sword was hanging in the air in front of the altar, motionless.
In front of the power of heaven and earth coming from Taoshan, everyone had already knelt down. Even the swords in the cage sword fence were bent towards Taoshan, as if they were kowtowing.
Only this sword remained silent and refused to break.
Tang Xiaotang reached out and grasped the sword, but found that he could not pull it out.
She was a little unwilling and used all the strength in her body, but the sword remained motionless, as if the sword was not in this world at all.
The more she felt that this sword was extraordinary, the more she refused to let go. As the power surged out, the blood on her body flowed faster, flowing down her wrist and onto the sword.
She ran thousands of miles from Chang'an. She has been fighting non-stop. Her blood has always been hot, even scalding. When it fell on the seemingly ordinary sword, it made a hissing sound.
The sword suddenly moved.
The sword head trembled slightly, then slowly raised up, aiming at the Temple of Light at the peak of Taoshan.
Tang Xiaotang's eyes were wide open and he looked at it curiously, not knowing what was going on.
Chen Pipi suddenly laughed and said: "Sword Master, please save me quickly."
Ning Que looked at the sword with his head raised slightly and remained silent.
Yu Lian said there was no change because human calculations are not as good as God's calculations, which was probably true, so she didn't calculate anything and just followed God's will, then changes would happen.
The change he had been waiting for finally happened.
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Thousands of miles away from Taoshan is the Southern Jin Dynasty, which has Jiange.
The disciples of the Sword Pavilion knelt in front of the mountain that looked like a sword, and it was completely dark.
After Chao Xiaoshu visited Jiange, Sword Master Liu Bai went to Linkang City. After returning to Jiange, he began to retreat.
Practitioners often need to retreat. Liu Bai has been obsessed with swordsmanship throughout his life and has gone into retreat countless times. However, this retreat was a little different because he kicked all his disciples out of the sword pavilion.
Deep in the heart of the mountain, the pool water is still so cold.
Liu Bai was sitting by the pond, closing his eyes and meditating. There was a sword full of ancient meaning hanging on the water of the pond.
He spent decades cultivating this ancient sword to perfection. Last autumn, it was borrowed by the Master to slay the golden dragon and the divine general. Since then, no one is qualified to use this sword.
He is not qualified either.
He sat opposite this sword, and sat there for many days and nights.
The shadow of the sword fell on his body and became extremely deep, as if the man and the sword were merging into one.
The ancient sword suddenly trembled slightly,
Liu Bai sensed something, opened his eyes, looked at the sword and himself, smiled and said: "The blood of a girl is indeed the most beautiful and can inspire the courage of mankind."
The ancient sword roared into the sky, passed through the cave on the top of the mountain, and flew into the air.
The cold pond was desolate, and there was no longer any figure of Liu Bai beside the pond.
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The sacred words of the Fengtian Chapter of the Xiling Canon echoed in front of Taoshan. Everyone knelt and prayed devoutly, and only the sword in the air in front of the altar slowly raised its head.
The sword did not lower its head but instead raised its head, which represented that person's attitude toward Taoshan, the place where the sword pointed its head, toward the Temple of Light on the top of the mountain, and toward her in the Temple of Light.
The headmaster was the one who noticed this scene the most. He was very angry. Then he was a little confused. He couldn't understand that there was a deep hatred between Jiange and the Academy. Liu Yiqing's eyes were blinded by Ning Que.
I don't know how many Jiange disciples died in the hands of the Tang Dynasty. At most, Liu Bai remained neutral in this war between the Taoist sect and the academy. How could he dare to provoke the one on Taoshan with his sword like this?
Tang Xiaotang's hot blood flowed on the sword and steamed into blood mist. Then it dispersed into the broken peach petals flying in the sky. A very proud sword spirit was faintly exuded in the blood mist, and the believers and priests were kowtowing devoutly.
Our consciousness was chilled by the sword intent, and we subconsciously felt a sharp pain in our throats, making it difficult to pronounce words.
Priests like Zhao Nanhai, who have a firm Taoist heart and profound realm, are still reciting the Fengtian Chapter resolutely. However, the tens of thousands of believers and ordinary deacons and servants can no longer make a sound, and the voices in front of Taoshan become increasingly louder and louder.
The weaker it gets, the less orderly it becomes, and the more messy it becomes.
The thousands of rays of light that have fallen since the autumn have become a little dimmer. Chen Pipi on the white stone altar didn't know what happened and looked at the sky in confusion.
The power of heaven and earth that shrouded Taoshan Qianping felt the changes in the scene, and there was a hint of divine anger in the indifference. The master's heart was trembling, and he stood up and looked at the sword angrily.
He had already guessed what Liu Bai was going to do. Although he was shocked by the other party's choice and angry that the other party dared to displease Haotian, he actually welcomed this situation.
Since the cicada has not dared to appear for twenty-three years, then let me destroy your sword, kill you, the strongest man in the world, and rebuild the supreme prestige of the Xiling Temple!
The headmaster of Xiling is a powerful man who has surpassed five realms. He was healed by Haotian and his power is even greater than before. However, even so, if it were still back then, he would not be as confident as he is now when facing the Sword Master Liu Bai.
Because although Liu Bai did not break through the five realms, it was not because he could not break through, but because he did not want to break through. His sword could span thousands of miles, so how could it fail to cross that extremely high threshold in the eyes of ordinary practitioners?
But now the headmaster is very confident that he can defeat Liu Bai. You know that he was planning to destroy the academy at the Light Festival, so how could he be afraid of Liu Bai alone? But where does his confidence come from?
His confidence comes from the Temple of Light on Peach Mountain and from the person in the temple.
The great supernatural power that can teach people to transcend the five realms is Tianqi, the Taoist master. Tianqi is a Taoist who asks Haotian to give him power with the greatest piety and belief. Now Haotian is in the world, and there is only a mountain between him and Haotian.
Apocalypse no longer needs to cross the sky, and there will no longer be any losses. Then once Apocalypse reaches the sky, what incredible power will he have, and who else can be his opponent?
The headmaster stretched out his hands, with his palms facing the blue sky across the giant chariot.
A majestic force descended from Taoshan Temple of Light and arrived at Taoshan Qianping.
This power is so terrifying, countless times stronger than the previous power of heaven and earth!
The headmaster looked at his new and tender palms, smiled and thought, he is the strongest person in Haotian, no matter Liu Bai or Lin Wu, even if the master is resurrected, they are no match for me!
At this moment, Liu Bai's sword turned from extremely still to extremely dynamic, roaring through the air!
The hilt of the sword scratched Tang Xiaotang's hand.
The girl's hot blood on the sword was shaken into countless blood droplets and sprinkled into the sky.
The bright but ordinary sword edge pierced the face of the headmaster in the giant chariot.
The headmaster's roar sounded like thunder, and he wanted to use the Apocalypse Realm to crush this sword.
However...he suddenly realized that nothing had changed in him!
There was no trace of the magnificent divine power in his thin body!
What about Apocalypse? If I hadn’t used Apocalypse’s magical power, why couldn’t I feel the existence of divine power in my body? What on earth happened!
Liu Bai's sword did not enter the giant chariot at all, nor did it stop in front of the headmaster. He just followed the academy's request, used his sword intent to attack it, and flew towards Peach Mountain.
This sword did not stab the stunned leader, because this sword came from the human world, but it was already above the human world, and no one in the human world was qualified to make it stained with blood.
Moreover, the person holding the sword needs to be focused. Anyone who tries to challenge Haotian, even if he is not focused at all, is disrespectful to Haotian and himself and cannot be forgiven.
The sword intention originates from thousands of miles away and spans between heaven and earth.
The sword flew towards Peach Mountain.
There are two large clear light formations arranged between Taoshan, one is more powerful than the other, even a strong man at the peak of Zhiming will find it difficult to break through in a short time.
But Liu Bai's sword was too fast, his sword was as fast as lightning.
Liu Bai's sword was so fast that he regarded all barriers in the world as nothing.
Two crisp sounds came from Taoshan.
That was the broken glass lamp in the Hanging Temple.
That was because the inkstone in Zhishou Temple was broken.
That's because the bones in the Demon Sect's mountain gate are cracked.
It was the iron block on the stove in the mountain behind the academy that collapsed.
The two clear light formations just flashed and then broke apart!
Liu Bai's sword turned into a sharp line and sank into the Temple of Light!
In front of the altar, the sound of worship gradually stopped, and the sword disappeared without a trace.
In the giant chariot, the headmaster's figure was still extremely tall in the light, but the way he stretched out his palms looked so funny and humiliating.
The sword went straight up to Taoshan without paying any attention to him.
Chen Pipi looked at this scene on the altar, laughed and thought, you are still an idiot.
The headmaster is still the same headmaster, and he has not transformed into a peerless powerhouse because his apocalypse failed.
How could it fail? Everyone had previously felt that when the master cast the apocalypse, a majestic and shocking divine power descended from the Taoshan Temple of Light.
Haotian has sent down his divine power, but why hasn't it entered the headmaster's body?
Where did that majestic divine power fall?
People looked at Taoshan Qianping with pale faces. Even people like Jinzhang Imperial Master and Qinian could not hide the shocked expressions on their faces.
It was a bit far away from the altar, and it was in a remote location. There were ordinary deacons from the temple, as well as the inconspicuous servants from the Tianyu Academy, and it was a dark place.
The majestic divine power from the Temple of Light fell on the crowd there.
It fell on a young man in green clothes in the crowd.
Haotian's divine power kept pouring into his body and never stopped.
It looks like a bridge.
The other end of the bridge is on the mountain, and the other end is at the bottom of the mountain.
That end was on her body, and this end was on his body.
This is an encounter, but also a reunion.
Then don't think about breaking up again.
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(I wrote Liu Bai’s sword too fast. I said it twice. It’s not that I was confused, but that my brain was a little confused. In the hometown dialect of Yichang, Hubei, fast can be used to describe sharpness. The second fast means this, but I
After thinking about it, I can't remember whether there is such a saying in Mandarin. I said it yesterday
It's ordinary awesome. After writing it out today, I thought about it and could remove the word "ordinary". I'm very satisfied. I hope everyone is satisfied too. The key is not how awesome Liu Bai is or how awesome Ning Que will be tomorrow. The key is
The encounter on the bridge is the most important to the story of Jiang Ye.)