Although Lanruo Temple was in ruins, it was still very large. The dilapidated buildings and the lifelike stone statues could be seen. There were two front and back houses, carved railings and painted pillars, and the palace tower was magnificent. It was a testament to the prosperity of the past.
However, under the erosion of time, no matter how prosperous a place was, it could not escape from this dilapidated state.
When the two of them stepped in, they did not see anything. It was all dust. As for gold, silver, jewelry, and the like, they had long been emptied.
The corner of Wu Dao's mouth curled up when he saw this. He muttered,"Hehe, the world is unpredictable!"
"Mister Wu Dao, what are you saying?”
Ning Caichen was listening. The murmuring voice asked the question,
Along the way, the two of them had a preliminary understanding of each other. Wu Dao naturally told him his name. Ning Caichen felt strange at first, but he quickly recovered.
Wu Dao smiled and replied,""It's nothing. Let's settle down here tonight!”
"Yes, yes!"
Ning Caichen nodded without hesitation. He was homeless now, so he naturally wouldn't be picky.
"Wait here for a while, I'll go to the backyard to take a look."”
As he spoke, he strode out.
"Don't, Mister Wu Dao, wait for me.”
Ning Caichen rushed over after seeing this. This place was so dark that it made people feel cold. He didn't want to stay alone.
The two of them entered the backyard and suddenly heard the sound of intense fighting.
"Ha!"
The person was wearing a warrior's attire. Judging from the divine light shining from his body, his footsteps were heavy, and his Qi and blood were extremely abundant. He was indeed a martial arts expert with extraordinary strength.
At least in the eyes of ordinary people, this guy was very powerful. According to the Taoist realm, it was equivalent to the realm of refining the spirit.
This person was Swordsman Xia Hou in the original novel. He fought with Yan Chixia for seven years and finally coveted beauty. Colored, seduced by a female ghost and killed by a tree demon.
The other person had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a full beard. If he was surprised, it should be Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia jumped down from the pavilion and struck Swordsman Hou in the middle of the palace.
Swordsman Xiahou, on the other hand, blocked the attack with all his might.
The two of them exchanged blows. Sword light flickered, and their sword techniques were faster than the previous one. They were like meteors shining in the Milky Way.
In terms of sword techniques, they were considered top-notch existences among mortals.
Wu Dao didn't step forward to interrupt. The two people's sword moves were exquisite, making him excited. He couldn't help but take a few more glances and quickly learned their essence.
The Four Spiritual Monkeys were as talented as Xiantian lifeforms. It would be a piece of cake for them to learn an ordinary sword technique!
Wu Dao's mind moved. He had already noticed that Yan Chixia was a Human Immortal expert. No wonder he could completely suppress Swordsman Xiahou.
In an instant, Yan Chixia's sword light flashed and pierced Swordsman Xiahou's shoulder. He said in a deep voice,""Brother Xiahou, you and I have fought for seven years, and you have lost for seven years. But you are really patient. Wherever I hide, you will follow.”
Swordsman Xia Hou narrowed his eyes and said,"Yan Chixia, I didn't expect you to stay in Lanruo Temple for half a month and sharpen your sword!"”
Yan Chixia snorted and retorted,""No, it's just that you wasted your youth.”
Seeing this, Wu Dao's mouth curled up and he thought to himself,"I'll give this pretentious guy full marks. Yan Chixia's swordsmanship is sharper than Swordsman Xia Hou's, but his aura is not stable. He must have just broken through to the Human Celestial Realm!"
Moreover, Yan Chixia had learned a lot of things. Not only did he learn the Buddhist Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita, but he also learned Taoist techniques such as Boundless Heaven and Earth and Heaven and Earth.
"Who is it?"
All of a sudden, Yan Chixia's body swayed and he landed beside the two of them.
Wu Dao's body tensed up. He had to be wary of others. Although Yan Chixia would not hurt him, he would not give his life to others.
Yan Chixia hadn't realized that the mana of comprehending the Dao was not weak. He shouted,""Do you know what this place is? He dared to come over. He was really not afraid of death.”
As he said that, he glared at him. Those who didn't know better would think that there was some deep hatred!
The corner of Wu Dao's mouth curled up when he saw this. He said in a clear voice,"I have a Dao sword technique. I hope you can taste it.”
As he spoke, he pointed his finger and magic power burst forth.
Countless sword lights formed layers of cold mist that spread out.
It was as if hundreds of billions of sharp ice shards were floating in the air, swimming like silk. With just a breath, it seemed to be cold to the internal organs, piercing them with holes.
When one sword moved, ten thousand swords moved. One sword turned into ten thousand swords, and ten thousand swords returned to one.
The sword qi could not only have the momentum to break mountains and destroy everything, but it could also penetrate into the fine details and power. It was like silk and fog, pervasive, hard and soft. It reached the peak and fused into one.
This superb and unparalleled swordsmanship was the combination of the essence of Yan Chixia and Swordsman Xia Hou's swordsmanship.
In that instant, Wu Dao had merged the sword techniques of the two of them and selected the essence. Hua had created this sword technique.
The two of them had practiced at least a hundred sword techniques. The battle just now was very intense and they had used almost all of them.
However, now that he had gained enlightenment, this sword technique was named the Origins-Returning Sword Technique.
Of course, these were just ordinary sword techniques. They couldn't compare to those powerful divine arts. They weren't worth showing off at all.
"Rumble!"
The sword aura was extremely fast, like a meteor setting in the sun. It blasted open a three-meter-deep pit, and the sword qi in a radius of several meters interweaved, forming an airtight sword net.
The three of them were dumbfounded, especially Swordsman Xiahou and Yan Chixia. They were very touched by this sword technique.
"So, this is the so-called true person does not show his face!”
Yan Chixia let out a long sigh. Then, he left Wu Dao alone.
Swordsman Xiahou's confidence was even more frustrated. He thought that Yan Chixia was his lifelong rival, but he did not expect a sword master to appear. If he was not injured, he would have challenged him.
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