Chapter 1832 Return to the Pagoda

Jianxin Island.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.

Qin Sang and the sword-wielding master were sitting in the atrium, holding cups and cups in their hands, looking up at two orchid leaves that were being swiped vertically and horizontally.

The sword energy comes from the orchid leaves.

The two used orchid leaves as swords to practice swordsmanship.

After burning a stick of incense, the two orchid-leaf swords were separated at the touch, and the clear sound of the swords echoed throughout Jianxin Island.

"Huh?"

The master holding the sword was about to put the wine in the cup into his throat. He paused slightly and looked at Qin Sang. "We haven't seen each other for many years. I have become more and more proficient with the sword, and my swordsmanship has almost transformed."

Qin Sang took a sip of wine and nodded with a smile.

The "Yuan Shen Sword Cultivation Chapter" and the Chengying Sword inheritance can be mutually confirmed. Qin Sang has improved his skills and can naturally improve his sword skills.

However, Qin Sang was not in a complacent mood. He clearly felt that the sword master was able to handle the sword with ease in the previous sparring session.

"When my cultivation is equal to that of the sword-wielding master, I wonder if I can force him to use his eight successful powers..."

Qin Sang believed that he had the "Poison God Canon" and his cultivation speed was rarely matched by others. It shouldn't be difficult to catch up with the sword-wielding master, but he didn't have much confidence in the way of swordsmanship.

This discussion is actually also a point of guidance.

The stronger Qin Sang gets, the more he realizes the sword-wielding master's profound attainments in the art of swordsmanship, and secretly sighs in his heart.

"I am looking forward to my brother's mastery of swordsmanship more and more. You and I will have a great battle!" The sword-wielding master laughed loudly, drank the wine in the glass, and pointed at his orchid-leaf sword.

Suddenly, the night sky rustled.

The light of the sword is like electricity, and the force of the sword changes suddenly, like a gust of wind and rain, making people feel like they can't breathe.

Not long after, Qin Sang's sword was killed and fell into pieces.

Qin Sang smiled bitterly and asked for mercy.

The sword suddenly faded away.

An orchid leaf fell softly to the ground. It was hard to imagine that the extremely fierce swordsmanship just now was performed with this leaf.

The real man holding the sword stood up and looked up at the sky.

The bright moon is in the middle, and the moon shines like water.

He seemed to be admiring the moon, and seemed to be looking into the depths of the night sky, murmuring and asking: "In the art of swordsmanship, the first priority is the heart of the sword. Brother, do you have the heart of the sword?"

Qin Sang was stunned, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

Looking at it from Qin Sang's point of view, a real person who holds a sword is extremely devoted to the sword and does not seek external things.

But he was just the opposite. What he learned was complex and rare in the world. Whatever could help him improve and bring him one step closer to becoming an immortal. Regardless of good or evil monsters, he would treat them equally and use them.

The messy way also has its benefits.

Qin Sang has been able to reach this point because he relied on the Jade Buddha, avoided the shortcomings of all dharma, and did not stick to any one dharma.

When all laws are combined, sometimes there will be unpredictable and wonderful changes.

When facing the enemy, Qin Sang takes full advantage. The opponent will be more or less restrained by him. No matter what kind of crisis, he can always find a way to deal with it.

However, with his current strength, facing the sword-wielding master, he felt that he was not sure of victory!

In order to reach the state of the sword's heart mentioned by the sword-wielding master, do you have to focus on the sword like the other party?

"Kung Fu cultivates the sword, and the sword is inherited from the shadow. It seems that kendo is the best choice for me, but can I really give up heretics?"

Qin Sang frowned, "Are these words of Master Zhijian advising him to return to the right path, or are he warning himself not to be confused by the way of swordsmanship?"

The moon's shadow slants to the west.

When Qin Sang came back to his senses, the real man holding the sword was no longer there, only the leftover soup was left cold in the cool night breeze.

And, orchid leaves in front of the garden.

…

When flying away from Jianxin Island, Qin Sang was still thinking.

After leaving Xingdao Fairy Lake, we headed southeast and rushed to Jingtai Temple. The promised date was approaching and it was time to climb the pagoda again!

On the top of the dangerous mountain, Qin Sang stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the official road below the mountain.

As night falls, the official road is still crowded with people, and some people even light torches in preparation for a night walk.

Most people go eastward, and few go the other way.

This place is not far from Jingdai Temple, right on the boundary between the human power of Gu Sanji and the demon kingdom.

These mortals actually moved to the demon country on their own initiative.

In the past, mortals in the demon kingdom could only serve as cattle and horses, food for the demon beasts, and were killed at will. They suffered unspeakably. Countless mortals fled desperately and took refuge in the same clan clan.

Now the situation is reversed.

Qin Sang did not sense the aura of demon cultivators nearby, and no one was expelling them from the official channels. These mortals actually took the initiative to defect to the demon kingdom.

Qin Sang stopped for a moment, changed direction, and followed the flow of people into the territory of the Demon Kingdom. After investigating, it turned out that the secret passage was indeed like this.

The demon clan is greatly promoting the way of demon gods.

The demon god's first priority is to gather believers. The more believers, the better, so that the incense can be sustained and change the past practice of harming mortals.

All kinds of rumors flowed into the human realm.

In the realm of the human race, although mortals are not in danger of death, the world is so difficult that it is hard to say how rich they are.

Knowing that demon gods not only love and protect believers, but also fulfill their wishes and perform miracles every once in a while, and mortals only need to be pious and respectful, some brave people cross the border to investigate. If it is true, they call their friends.

Now it has become a trend.

Within the Demon Kingdom, there is a prosperous scene.

Qin Sang quietly withdrew from the Demon Kingdom without stopping on the way and returned to Jingtai Temple.

Venerable Zhenru should have explained in advance that Qin Sang had just arrived in front of the temple gate and had not announced the Dharma name. The novice guarding the gate showed surprise and immediately opened the temple door and welcomed Qin Sang into the temple.

Venerable Zhenru was in retreat. After being notified, he immediately came out to greet him.

After entering the quiet room and retreating to the left and right, Venerable Zhenru sighed, "The Taoist priest made the poor monk wait so hard. I wonder if the Taoist master can make a decision?"

"Pindao came just for the agreement," Qin Sang said calmly, "This time I return to the pagoda, there should be more than 70% chance of breaking the last layer of seal!"

There was confidence in his tone.

Venerable Zhenru was overjoyed when he heard this, but he did not go to the pagoda immediately. He first took out a few treasures.

These are carefully collected by the eminent monks of Jingtai Temple to help ward off threats in the pagoda.

Qin Sang followed Shan Ruliu, selected a few of them, and refined them under the guidance of Venerable Zhenru.

After being fully prepared, the two of them entered the mountain stream and came to the door of the pagoda.

Having visited the pagoda several times decades ago, Qin Sang was very familiar with the pagoda, so there was no need to waste words.

The two of them cooperated tacitly and climbed to the fifth floor in one go, arriving in front of the seal on the sixth floor.

With the help of those treasures, their condition was maintained very well.

Venerable Zhenru raised his hand to press the seal, glanced at Qin Sang, and defeated the seal with all his strength.

At the moment when the seal was broken, Qin Sang rushed into the sixth floor like a strong wind and saw a familiar scene.

The Eighteen Bronze Monk faced the entrance and was bowing. Qin Sang couldn't help but rushed to the Bronze Monk and punched him!

'boom!'

The punch is like thunder.

The expressions of the eighteen bronze monks showed no change, and they formed a formation to meet him, and hit Qin Sang with their eighteen bronze sticks.

‘Whoosh whoosh whoosh…’

The strong winds gathered together into one.

Based on Qin Sang's understanding of the Eighteen Bronze Monks, this attack should be one of the strongest changes in the Bronze Monk Formation.

According to common sense, they should guide the Eighteen Bronze Monk Formation to find flaws and break them apart. They should not fight so hard.

However, this is the most labor-saving way to break the formation that Qin Sang and Venerable Zhenru realized after their analysis.

There was a loud "boom", fists and sticks connected, and Qin Sang's body shook violently.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Qin Sang's fist pressed against the eighteen copper sticks, and he immediately groaned, his aura surged wildly, and light of pale gold flowed throughout his body instead of glazed light.

At this moment, his right fist seemed to be expanding, with the momentum to destroy all obstacles.

Not to be outdone, the eighteen bronze monks connected them with golden Buddha light, shouted angrily in unison, and pressed down hard with their bronze sticks.
To be continued...