Chapter 177 Above the Yang God(4000 words)(1/2)
On the other hand, the battle between Grandma Qiu and Li Zhengliu has officially begun.
There is no earth-shaking as imagined, and there is no reversal.
The space covered by nine tails did not last long under the ordinary iron sword.
When the iron sword split the cherry blossoms all over the sky and slashed onto a long tail, Yun Rong screamed.
The cherry blossoms burst into full bloom, and a tail fell to the ground.
Grandma Qiu has returned to her human form, her face is pale and her chest is violently undulating.
Li Zhengliu's hand holding the sword trembled violently. After holding on for a while, he still couldn't hold it. With a sound of the sound, the sword fell to the ground.
Yun Rong had already flashed and rushed over, looking at Grandma Qiu with concern. "Old ancestor, is it okay?"
Grandma Qiu shook her head gently, glanced at Li Zhengliu's trembling right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Li Jiansheng, a man with a sword, really implies the great way, and I admire him very much."
Li Zhengliu smiled bitterly. "Senior Qiu, why is this trouble?"
Grandma Qiu chuckled: "A man is angry and blood splatters five steps. What's the point of breaking your sword with this tail?"
Li Zhengliu shook his head: "Mr. Li's hand will be able to hold the sword again tomorrow, and Senior Qiu's tail may not grow so easily!"
"So what? Old man still took this sword, didn't he?" Grandma Qiu laughed.
Li Zhengliu nodded and suddenly glanced at the people in the distance.
Grandma Qiu frowned suddenly.
At this moment, Lu Gong suddenly felt that he was locked in, and a sense of crisis that he had never experienced before came to him.
"You can go to this third sword together, Mr. Li!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhengliu suddenly took a step back.
In an instant, Lu Gong suddenly found that the whole sky was bright. The moment he stared upward, he was already extremely shocked.
A white light completely enveloped the world. Six old ministers, two powerful men, two masters of the Heavenly Master, and Lu Gong, were completely included in this sword-like world.
Lu Gong felt like he was in a river made of sword lights.
It was coming out of the sky, as if there were swords of the Great Dao hovering.
At this moment, both practitioners, demons and ordinary people felt the same sharp aura.
Lu Gong was extremely shocked. He didn't know when Li Zhengliu included them all into his sword world.
Here, he is the absolute master!
Li Zhengliu, who had already taken a step back, sounded in everyone's ears. "Everyone, Li's 'Hundred Boats' are the sword field condensed from the hundred 'Swords of Person'. Every sword energy will never stop without blood. This is also Li's greatest understanding after experiencing the eighth level of heavenly tribulation. I wish you good luck!"
Grandma Qiu looked up at the sky, her face making her look extremely difficult to see.
She just used her tail to prevent Li Zhengliu from holding the sword for one day, but what she didn't expect was that Li Zhengliu had already made arrangements.
"Li Jiansheng is indeed well-known. This third sword has probably been arranged from the moment he sees us, right?"
Li Zhengliu picked the gourd around his waist, took a bite, and leaned against the city gate: "Of course, Li is just a grass man, who has been rolling in this huge world for decades. The reason why he can survive until now is just the word "caution."
"Mr. Li said before that no matter what, Mr. Zhang and Lu Gong cannot leave."
"Now, Mr. Li's hundred boats have already emerged, and everyone can rest in peace!"
After saying that, he simply closed his eyes.
"No, everyone gather together!" Grandma Qiu screamed, and the cherry blossoms bloomed in the sky again.
The next moment, a hundred sword lights had fallen from the sky.
Under the cover of the cherry blossoms, everyone was shocked. Even Chu Feng and Yun Rong were shocked.
Soon, the sword light and the cherry blossoms handed over and the fallen decreased slightly.
"I didn't expect that Li Zhengliu was already half a step into the realm of Yang Shen. I underestimated the enemy! I am afraid that my inner world will not last long!" Grandma Qiu said annoyed.
"Is there no way to crack it?" Lu Gong asked hurriedly.
Grandma Qiu shook her head, swept the person present, and said directly: "Every sword of a man is equivalent to his previous attack. If you want to crack it, you can only defeat it with your life. Yun Rong and I can block at most sixteen sword energy. Master Xiao Chu may block several of them. The rest, under the thunder tribulation period, each of them will require at least one life to resolve."
Taoist Master Zhengqing looked up at the sky, slowly lowered his body, and sat on the ground.
"For us, we are powerless!" Obviously, even he gave up.
"Are we just slaughtering us like this?" Chu Feng snorted coldly, and was about to rush out of Grandma Qiu's inner world.
Yunrong grabbed him and shook his head gently.
"One person does things and one person does it. Today's affairs are all because of me, and I should take the lead!" Zhang Yizhi suddenly spoke, looked at Li Zhengliu not far away, and said loudly: "Li Zhengliu, today I die as you wish, and I will untie your knot for you. Can I see my slightest and let them go?"
Li Zhengliu did not open his eyes or speak.
"Mr., yes, no! Now all the literati are watching. If you are gone, what else can we insist on?" Du Chun grabbed Zhang Yizhi's arm and said in surprise.
"Yes, my teacher. We have persisted for so long, isn't it just to let scholars all over the world understand the truth and let them persevere? We can all die, but you must persevere no matter what." Another old minister persuaded anxiously.
Zhengqing also nodded and said, "Old Zhang, don't give up when you go!"
Zhang Yizhi shook his head gently: "I should have seen through the sixty-four years of merit and fame. This Chinese dynasty cannot be changed by anyone of us. It is the duty of our ministers to help the country and the righteousness of scholars. But, in this world, how can there be any scholars?"
"This time I went back, in my hometown, for a moment, I clearly felt the inheritance of the world's cultural heritage, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't grasp it. It can be seen that I am far from qualified to inherit this cultural heritage."
He took a deep breath, his old body slowly straightened up, looked at the hundreds of sword lights outside, and determined to say, "You don't have to persuade me anymore! This Yang Huachao, for me, has no nostalgia."
He suddenly turned his head and glanced at Grandma Qiu. "Sorry..."
A hint of relief gradually appeared on Grandma Qiu's beautiful face, but the red tears were lying down involuntarily, like two blood marks cutting off their cheeks, sad and weird.
"No matter what you do, I will support you."
"Life well!" Zhang Yizhi swallowed even more.
Grandma Qiu shook her head: "No! From the moment I saw you, you were already my life. If you die, I will follow you!"
"Old ancestor!" Yun Rong exclaimed, "The Qingqiu clan cannot be without you."
Grandma Qiu stretched out her hand and stroked Yun Rong's hair. "Silly girl. I have said it many times. Qingqiu is no longer the Qingqiu that used to be. You and I are already outsiders. The way we seek is contrary to the entire fox clan. When you pass through the eighth level of heavenly tribulation, you will understand it!"
"Mr. Zhang, I'll accompany you!" She turned her head and looked at Zhang Yizhi. Her eyes were full of love.
"Thank you!" Zhang Yizhi squeezed out two words with difficulty in shaking his lips.
He took a deep breath and looked back at Kyoto where he had lived for more than 60 years. He suddenly burst into laughter and his voice even louder.
"I Zhang Yizhi, today I will show my ambitions by dying. I hope that all scholars in the world will not forget their original intentions!"
"Make meritorious service, make words, and make virtue..."
"Zhang Yi is leaving!"
With a loud scream, Zhang Yizhi took a big strode and was about to leave Grandma Qiu's inner world.
However, at this moment, countless brilliances suddenly appeared in Kyoto behind.
The whole Kyoto shook again.
A hearty laughter came with the wind, and a scholar in white rose into the sky and flew towards it.
He held the paper fan in his hand, his eyes were clear and fast, and he cursed: "Okay, Li Zhengliu, do you really think I, Huachao, have no scholar?"
The voice fell and his figure had already arrived outside the sword realm.
Li Zhengliu subconsciously frowned, his body straightened slightly, and looked at the light that kept illuminating in the distance.
The scholar in white floated in the air, bowed to Zhang Yizhi below and said, "Luohe scholar, Cui, is willing to die for Zhang Lao!"
Without waiting for Zhang Yizhi to react, he rushed into the sword's realm without hesitation and took the initiative to pounce on a sword light.
The sword light fell and directly penetrated his body, destroying his soul and body.
"No..." Zhang Yizhi trembled.
"Student Pingyang County scholar, Fan, come to die for Lao Zhang!" Another voice came with light. The person who came said his official robe, and the black sand had been taken off. As soon as the sound started, he rushed into the sword field and dissipated with a sword light.
"Student Baojing Lin..."
"Student Kong's family in Yangzhou..."
"Student Suzhou Mingshi..."
...
One by one, a series of figures came in endlessly, like a group of peaks returning to their nests, rushing into the sky, dyeing the entire sky above Kyoto into colorful colors.
Lu Gong was so shocked that he seemed to have a wave hitting the coast in his heart.
Scholars show their ambitions by dying, and these scholars who do not hesitate to consume the sword field without hesitation at all.
Just like Zhang Yizhi left Dunyi County back then.
Above head, sword lights fell one after another, and hundreds of sword lights had dissipated by one third.
The aura of scholars carries the context, wanders in the sword field, and finally falls into Zhang Yizhi's arms.
"No..." Zhang Yizhi's old body trembled, and deep in his pupils, the fire of life that had already been extinguished suddenly burned again.
To be continued...