Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Yan Chixia was shocked when she heard this.

He looked deeply at Li Daoxuan, showed gratitude, and bowed to him.

"Thank you for your guidance!"

In the last sword strike, Li Daoxuan deliberately used his unyielding sword intent to win. He used Xu Qingxuan's sword skills to defeat Yan Chixia, saving the face of Wanshou Palace and giving Yan Chixia hope.

The reason why you lose is because your own practice is not good enough, not because the swordsmanship of Wanshou Palace is not good enough.

"Hahaha!"

Xu Qingxuan's hearty laughter sounded again. He stood up tremblingly, leaning on his sword, his white hair flying.

"Boy Li, you are serious."

"Chixia, the swordsmanship of my Wanshou Palace was taught by Heavenly Master Xu Xun. I have cultivated it to its peak. I can slay big demons from above and dragons from below. I can lift the rosy clouds to ascend and become immortals!"

"You've done a great job, but you just met a rare genius like Li Xiaozi. Unless the ancestor comes down to earth, who else in the world can beat him?"

Yan Chixia's eyes couldn't help but turn red as she looked at the body that was obviously only over 60 years old, but already older than an ordinary person.

"Bah, why are you crying? We, the sword cultivators, were born and died between heaven and earth, but we just want to be clear in our hearts. Why should we be sad?"

These words were generous and heroic, and the red sword heart in them was even more wanton and arrogant than the flying snow in the sky.

"Senior Dade."

Li Dao

Three days, he only had three days.

Xu Qingxuan laughed and said: "When others say this, I just think they are farting, but you are a man who is about to become an immortal. It is so comfortable to be praised by you!"

After saying that, he slowly pulled out the Ten Thousand Ren Divine Sword.

Sword energy spurted out inch by inch, and his swaying body became upright and straight little by little. In the end, the whole person was like a divine sword that reached the heavens and the earth.

His white hair is like the spike of a sword, and his eyes are like the light of a sword.

"Master!"

Yan Chixia seemed to understand what her master wanted to do. The seven-foot tall man finally couldn't help but shed tears.

This time Xu Qingxuan did not scold him as usual, but there was a hint of tenderness in his sharp eyes.

"Chixia, you understand that as a master, it is better to die in battle than to wait for death."

He pointed his sword at Zhang Qianyang and laughed: "Old guy, we have been arguing and fighting for a lifetime, how about we finally fight with me?"

Zhang Qianyang's eyes turned red. He took out the Taiyi Thunderwood Sword and laughed and cursed.

"You old thing, I knew you would be jealous for the rest of your life when Ning Yan chose me."

"Bah, who is jealous of you, old guy!"

"Admit it, you're just jealous, old man!"

The two cursed for a while, and then suddenly stepped forward. The two swords collided, causing brilliant sparks. The sound of gold and iron became clearer and louder.

In this battle, both of them fought extremely seriously, and no one held back.

Xu Qingxuan squeezed out the last bit of life force, and every white hair was blown upside down by the sword energy. The Wanren Divine Sword was so bright that it compared with the sun in the sky.

Zhang Qianyang's whole body was filled with surging Tiangang Qi. After he became a Heavenly Master, although he delayed his cultivation due to tedious matters, he was about to enter the later stage of Yangshen, and his understanding of Tiangang's demon-suppressing formation became even more profound.

The three inches of land under your feet is like the eye of heaven and earth. It can receive the blessing of immeasurable Gangqi and eliminate demons and demons!
Two sword shadows, one green and one yellow, kept intersecting in the air, like two vertical and horizontal lightning bolts. The escaped sword energy cut sword marks on the mountains, rivers and vegetation, and the Xihe River next to it continued to explode, rising water pillars into the sky.

The fluctuations in the fight between the two Yangshen made Yan Chixia feel even more pressured. She retreated again and again, and finally even used the defensive sword moves in Tiandi Wuji to finally be able to watch the battle.

But in a blink of an eye, he saw Li Daoxuan still standing there quietly holding an umbrella, letting the wind and snow fall, but those sharp sword energy disappeared ten feet away.

I couldn't even blow up my robe.

After half an hour, the battle was finally decided.

The divine sword in Xu Qingxuan's hand was activated to the extreme, and 72 dragon phantoms appeared, roaring and flying, tearing Zhang Qianyang's body-protecting aura into pieces, and collided with the Taiyi Thunderwood Sword.

These dragon phantoms were all evil dragons that Heavenly Master Xu Xun had killed in the past, so this sword was called the Divine Sword for Killing Dragons by the Taoist sect.

Although Xu Qingxuan's energy was exhausted and his condition was not as good as usual, his spirit burst out with incredible light and resonated deeply with the sword, stimulating the deepest power of the Wanren Divine Sword.

boom!
Zhang Qianyang fell from the sky and took seven steps on the snow before he could barely steady himself. The Taiyi Thunderwood Sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

He immediately looked at Xu Qingxuan.

Xu Qingxuan was also looking at him. The eyes of these two childhood friends met in the wind and snow.

"Old guy, have you lost?"

Xu Qingxuan was leaning on the ground with his sword, his white hair fluttering. He seemed to be a hundred years older, but his eyes were still sharp.

Zhang Qianyang's voice was slightly choked.

"Lost. My apprentice defeated your apprentice. I didn't expect that I, the master, would lose to you."

Hearing this, Xu Qingxuan laughed three times, the sound shook the world, and he was very happy. Then his white hair fell down and he closed his eyes little by little, but his figure still stood upright.

The dead tiger bones are still standing.

The sword energy soaring to the sky finally dispersed, and the snowflakes floated down and fell on his white hair and robes. Looking from a distance, he looked like an old snowman.

Yan Chixia held back her tears and silently knelt down and kowtowed.

He didn't cry because he knew that Master was the most heroic person and didn't like such a childish behavior.

Longyou County, Longevity Palace.Headmaster Wu Qiubai's eyes were red, and he led all the disciples to kneel down and kowtow in the direction of Xihe, and sprinkled a bowl of strong wine on them.

Of the 34 disciples who had followed him in the Battle of Chiyou six months ago, only eight are now left, and half of them are disabled and will never recover.

Even the headmaster Wu Qiubai has a lot of gray hair.

Above their heads is the plaque of Wanshou Palace. The word Wanshou is like a silver painting with an iron hook, which is bold and majestic.

However, there is no longevity in the Wanshou Palace. The so-called Wanshou is just a beautiful vision.

……

At the moment when Xu Qingxuan's breath was completely cut off, three spiritual lights flew out from above his head. They were his three souls of heaven, earth, and man.

The earthly soul dissipates, the human soul escapes into reincarnation, and the heavenly soul returns to the sky.

With a flash of dim light, the human soul has left the Yang world and escaped into the netherworld. Even a strong Yang god like him will still be blinded by the laws of heaven after death and become confused.

Only by becoming an immortal can one retain a trace of his true spirit after death.

However, even if you are an immortal, if you go through reincarnation once, your spirit may be wiped out, your soul may be infected by the aura of the world of mortals, and your Taoist heart may become dusty.

Reincarnation depends entirely on God's will. You don't know when you will be born, or where you will be born. Even if you find it, you will already be a different person.

A brave and heroic general in his previous life may be a timid and timid coward in his next life. An upright and kind person in his previous life may become greedy and sinister in his next life.

All in all, once you enter reincarnation, everything is full of uncertainty. Unless you are the reincarnation of a god, you can keep a trace of your true spirit alive and ensure that you will not grow crooked.

The earthly soul dissipated and the human soul fled into the netherworld. Just when the heavenly soul was about to return to the sky, Li Daoxuan finally moved.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the white umbrella floated up automatically, hanging down wisps of fairy light, blocking the sunlight and suppressing the heavenly soul in the human world.

Yes, he didn't intend to sit back and watch this respected senior die. It would be fine if he didn't meet him. Now that he met him, he would always try to do something.

Otherwise, what is the use of cultivating this body?

To become an immortal is to jump out of the world, do whatever you want, be able to bless your relatives and friends, and be in a smooth mood. If you are indifferent to seeing your friends die in front of you, then what is the point of being an immortal?
Seeing Li Daoxuan take action and forcibly rob Xu Qingxuan's heavenly soul, both Yan Chixia and Zhang Qianyang's eyes were shocked.

"Disciple!"

"National Division!"

The two of them shouted at the same time, but the emotions contained in them were different.

Yan Chixia burst out with a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation. While Zhang Qianyang was hopeful, he was also full of worries about Li Daoxuan.

As the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, he naturally knows the danger of this move. This move is against Heaven and will inevitably lead to divine punishment!

Sure enough, the next moment, the day was like night, thunderclouds were rolling, and the roaring wind seemed to be warning Li Daoxuan to remove the white umbrella and let go of Tianhun.

Thunderbolts of purple, gold, white or blue brewed in the clouds, covering a hundred miles in radius. The huge pressure made even a strong man like Zhang Qianyang in the Yang God Realm tremble with fear.

This time, the divine punishment was even more powerful than when Li Daoxuan saved Sun Simiao last time. It was as if God knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so it increased the power of the divine punishment a lot.

Boom!

Small thunderbolts fell down and struck the trees beside Li Daoxuan, igniting flames and white smoke.

The thunder punishment has not yet fallen. These thunders are just traces of energy escaping. You can imagine how strong the power of thunder is at this moment.

Li Daoxuan has a long body and a fluttering Taoist robe. There is no trace of fear on his white jade-like face, and he has the demeanor of a master like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

He stared at the rolling thunderclouds above his head, a look of disdain in his dark eyes.

"Pindao advises you not to ask for trouble. I will protect Xu Qingxuan's heavenly soul."

Boom!

The thundercloud trembled and seemed extremely angry, but it did not fall down for a long time, as if it was afraid.

This scene shocked Yan Chixia's heart, and she almost doubted her own eyes.

Did he read it right? The Imperial Master threatened Heaven, and then Heaven... hesitated?

At least those thunderclouds were stagnant for a short time. Although the thunder was loud, it did not dare to fall, but just shuttled and wandered in the dark clouds.

"If you don't withdraw, do you really want to toast me without eating and be fined?"

Li Daoxuan waved his sleeves, and the Dragon Sword Box flew out, fell to the ground and opened automatically.

Clang!
A sacred and bright golden sword energy soared into the sky, emitting a sword cry like a dragon's roar. The sword energy was so powerful that it dyed the dark clouds in the sky into red gold.

Xuanyuan Sword is ready to go, ready to obey the sword master's instructions at any time, fight with the sky, and smash those thunder clouds.

The brilliant power of humanity mobilizes the fate of the entire world, thousands of lights, millions of armies, emperors and generals, mountains, rivers and the country...

Lei Pun issued a final warning, as if he was about to rain down the divine thunder.

Zhang Qianyang was a little anxious and said: "Disciple, are you really sure?"

Li Daoxuan smiled lightly, his calm voice filled with great pride.

"It doesn't matter, this is the human world."

Boom~
As these words rang out, the thunderclouds in the sky trembled, and finally dissipated like clouds and rain.

The sky is as clear as water, and the sun shines on the earth.

The world is picturesque and the mountains and rivers are magnificent.

... (end of this chapter)