Half a month later.
In the vast mountains, ancient trees towered into the sky. It was dark, and occasionally, birds and beasts could be heard. After that, it returned to silence. The entire forest was filled with a primitive and desolate feeling. Humans were just a drop in the ocean, and they were extremely small.
On the peak of a mountain, a handsome youth in green sat cross-legged on a green rock. No matter how the wind blew, he remained motionless like a rock.
Ling Yu, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, finally finished circulating his energy and raised his head slightly, looking at the black clouds above his head.
After the battle with Zhuo Bufan, Ling Yu went deep into the mountains to recuperate inside. This time, Ling Yu's injuries were too severe. It took him such a long time to finally heal his internal injuries.
She took out the Hundred-Foot Sword Scripture that she had obtained from killing Zhuo Bufan and started reading it. As soon as she flipped it open, a large and lengthy account of the Hundred-Foot Sword Elder's life experiences appeared in front of her eyes. There was no mention of martial arts at all.
The Hundred-Foot Sword Scripture was an ultimate technique left behind by the legendary Hundred-Foot Sword Elder hundreds of years ago.
This unique skill was different from ordinary martial arts. It didn't have any sword moves, only a remnant sword intent. Those with good comprehension could rely on this remnant sword intent to condense sword light.
The most important part was not the sword light divine power, but the Hundred Feet Sword Elder's comprehension of the sword.
However, Ling Yu didn't have any plans to cultivate sword techniques for the time being.
After recovering from his injuries, Chasing Moon's cultivation had improved a step further. He faintly had the aura of breaking through to the peak of the pinnacle realm. This battle had also benefited Ling Yu quite a bit.
When Ling Yu returned to the inn, he realized that the inn was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
It wasn't until they entered the inn that they realized that a monk was sitting by the window of the inn. What made people afraid to make a sound was that the monk was imprisoning this white-robed young master.
In order to avoid trouble, the people in the inn were very careful.
The monk in front of him was wearing a yellow frock. He was less than fifty years old, dressed in plain clothes and straw sandals. His face was in high spirits, and there seemed to be a faint glow of treasure flowing on his face. He was like a pearl and a precious jade, naturally shining. At first glance, one could tell that he was a person with a profound cultivation.
It turned out that this monk was Jiu Mozhi. He had failed to obtain the Six Meridians Divine Sword in Dali, but had directly kidnapped Duan Yu, who was familiar with the sword manual.
Seeing this, Ling Yu had no choice but to step forward. Ling Yu walked up to him," Why did this master imprison this little brother? Did cousin offend you in any way?”
Duan Yu said," Lingyu, leave quickly. You're no match for this monk. Go back and find someone to save me."”
Duan Yu had just said a few words when his mute acupoint was struck by Jiu Mozhi, rendering him speechless.
The monk asked in surprise," Oh…Are you also a disciple of the Duan Clan of Dali?”
Ling Yu said," That's right. If I'm not mistaken, Master is the Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiu Mozhi?”
The monk replied," I am your humble servant. I am a good friend of Mr. Murong. I once had an agreement with Mr. Murong when he was still alive. I wanted to obtain the sword manual of the Dali Duan Family's Six Meridians Divine Sword and give it to Mr. Murong." If I don't keep this promise, I'll feel guilty.”
Ling Yu said," The Six Meridians Divine Sword is a secret of the Heavenly Dragon Temple. Grandmaster, why do you have to force me?"
Jiu Mozhi said," I'm only doing this to fulfill my wish. I won't secretly learn it.”
Ling Yu said," Then why did you imprison Cousin? Could it be that you want to start a war between Dali and Tubo?”
Jiu Mozhi replied," Although I didn't get the secret manual of Six Pulses Divine Sword, he has the complete sword manual of Six Pulses Divine Sword in his mind. I brought him here, so it's the same as bringing the sword manual."
Ling Yu said," Master, with your actions, how can you still have the compassion of a monk?”
Jiu Mozhi replied," I'm just keeping my promise. Since Withered Glory burned the sword manual, I'll bring it alive to comfort Old Master Murong's spirit in heaven."”
Ling Yu said," Although Ling Yu's cultivation is low, he can't bear to see Master do such a thing. It seems that this battle is inevitable.”
Jiu Mozhi said," I can see that Young Master's cultivation is profound and not inferior to Duan Zhengming and the others. In that case, I'll experience Young Master's methods."”
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