The Past Is Unsalvageable, But The Future Can Be Changed!
"Worship Buddha…like worshipping me?"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng was still savoring Li Xiuyuan's words when he saw a gust of wind suddenly blow beside him. The elderly God of Swords stepped on his wooden sword and chased down the mountain like a shooting star.
"Old Man Li, you're crazy!"
Xu Fengnian quickly brought his men to chase after him. Damn it, his thigh ran away?
At the foot of Hui Mountain, the elderly God of Swords 'chest heaved up and down slightly. He could not help but wonder what kind of leg strength this crazy monk had.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Sword God Li jumped down from the wooden sword and blocked Li Xiuyuan's path.
Not far away, Yang Taisui, who saw this scene, also became spirited.
He thought that Li Xiuyuan would stay on Hui Mountain for a few more days and was prepared to die here without eating. He did not expect Li Xiuyuan to come down the mountain directly.
There was such a good thing in the world!
Seeing the elderly God of Swords chasing after him down the mountain, Li Xiuyuan let out a burp, and his entire body reeked of alcohol. He sized up the elderly God of Swords and smiled."What, has the old God of Swords figured it out?”
The elderly God of Swords waved his hand and dispersed the smell of alcohol in front of him.
He was a good drinker to begin with, but in front of Li Xiuyuan, it paled in comparison!
The elderly God of Swords wanted to say something, but he hesitated.
"You…"
Li Xiuyuan smiled and shook his head. He knew what the elderly God of Swords was hesitating about. He glanced at the ant-like Yang Taisui in the distance and said,"The past can't be changed, but the future can.”
Upon hearing this, the elderly God of Swords seemed to understand the meaning behind Li Xiuyuan's words. He could not help but look a little dejected. He sighed faintly and said,""Even a crazy monk like you can't do anything?”
Since the past could not be changed, did that mean that it was impossible for him to return to the human world?
"Sorry for disturbing you, Master Daoji."
Sword God Li cupped his fists, his eyes filled with desolation.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Li Xiuyuan.
"Old God of Swords, please wait. I wonder if you still have the token from back then?”
"You…"
Sword God Li's pupils constricted slightly. Could it be that Li Xiuyuan really had a way?
Li Xiuyuan waved his fan and said," Old God of Swords, she has been gone for decades. This Penniless Monk's method of reviving the dead is useless." But if you have a token, I have a way to let you meet again.”
Upon hearing this, the elderly God of Swords 'expression changed. His expression seemed to be both disappointed and glad. After a long while, he finally muttered softly,""Sure, it's good to see her again…"
The elderly God of Swords was stunned for a long time before he recalled Li Xiuyuan's words.
He hurriedly took out a yellowish handkerchief from the deepest part of the sheepskin coat in front of him and held it in front of Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan looked down and saw that there was a pattern embroidered on the handkerchief-a green branch winding around a sword!
There were still some bloodstains on the handkerchief that had long faded.
The elderly God of Swords took out the handkerchief, and there seemed to be a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
Back when she went to Mount Longhu to find Qi Xuanzhen, the green-robed girl was holding this handkerchief in her hand when she was on the verge of death.
Li Xiuyuan took the token and placed the handkerchief on the fan.
Then, Li Xiuyuan softly chanted the Rebirth Mantra. A white smoke seemed to float out of the handkerchief and transformed into a human figure in the air.
"Old God of Swords, who do you think this is?”
Li Xiuyuan smiled and pointed to the sky.
The elderly God of Swords looked in the direction Li Xiuyuan was pointing and saw a woman dressed in green. She was beautiful and had a hint of innocence.
"Green fish…"
Upon seeing the woman before him, the elderly God of Swords was mesmerized. He softly called out the woman's name, afraid that the woman's figure would dissipate in midair if he made a slight noise.
The woman stood in front of him timidly and said softly,""My name is Green Fish."
Just like when they first met.
Seeing the woman's expression, the elderly God of Swords smiled in a daze and said,""There's nothing more boring than being an immortal in this world. You're in the human world, so how could I, the old God of Swords, be willing to abandon you and ascend?”
The elderly God of Swords seemed to sigh as he muttered to himself,""Now, as you wish, as Qi Xuanzhen, that old fellow, wants, if the mountain doesn't come, then I'll come. If I don't go, then I'll go. If there is a mountain in front of me, I will open the mountain for the people who come after me. This is the Sword Dao of the old God of Swords!”
The woman's figure in the air gradually blurred. The elderly God of Swords smiled in relief and said,""Green Robe, what do you think of this sword?”
The elderly God of Swords took out the wooden sword in his hand. With a light slash, he broke the river!
He put away the wooden sword and raised his head to ask,""Do you…blame me?"
A cool breeze blew past, and the woman's figure disappeared in the wind. Only a voice sounded,
"I haven't."
Seeing that the elderly God of Swords had been standing in place for a long time, Li Xiuyuan put his palms together and said,""Amitabha!"
……
Hundreds of miles away from Huishan.
A white-robed old man was walking briskly as if he was flying, as if he was chasing after the clouds and stepping on the moon, rushing in the direction of Hui Mountain!
There seemed to be two figures rushing over from the forest toward the white-robed old man.
The white-robed old man did not dodge, allowing the two figures to flash in front of him.
The abnormal movements within a hundred miles could not be hidden from the Martial Emperor Wang Xianzhi, the number one martial artist in Dali!
If any of his enemies were to act rashly, they would be intimidated by Wang Xianzhi's aura from a hundred miles away and would not dare to approach him.
The two figures who landed in front of him were Wang Xianzhi's two disciples, Gong Que and Lou Huang!
The two of them knelt down respectfully in front of Wang Xian. Upon seeing their travel-worn disciples, Wang Xian stopped and asked,""The two of you went ahead first. Did you find out anything?”
The appearance of the Confucian Saint on Hui Mountain naturally could not escape Wang Xianzhi's eyes. It was only after Li Xiuyuan brought Xuanyuan Jingcheng back to life that Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City noticed Li Xiuyuan's existence.
At that time, he had already sent two disciples to Hui Mountain to investigate.
"Master, Mad Monk first cut off five hundred years of fortune from Mount Longhu, then he forced Zhao Huangchao and Yang Taisui to retreat. Zhao Huangchao's primordial spirit was severely injured, and Yang Taisui was no match for him after burning his foundation. He was now almost a cripple. However, that monk was completely unharmed."
"Hmm?"
Wang Xianzhi was ecstatic when he heard that!
Zhao Huangchao was not a weak existence among the Land Celestials. Li Xiuyuan had defeated two Land Celestials in a row. He was already qualified to fight Zhao Huangchao!
"The biggest regret of my life was that I couldn't fight with Ancestor Lu. After sixty years, I finally found a true opponent.”
Wang Xianzhi looked at Hui Shan and quickened his pace.
……
At the foot of Hui Mountain.
The elderly God of Swords was stunned for a long time before he finally reacted. He finally let go of all his obsession and returned to the land sword immortal with a sword. The sword that had broken the river just now had returned the elderly God of Swords 'realm to its peak.
That broken arm was no longer important.
"Thank you, Master Daoji." The elderly God of Swords put away his arrogance and thanked Li Xiuyuan sincerely.
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan was lying drunkenly on the wine gourd that had expanded dozens of times and was flowing down the river.
Gourd makes a small boat,
The river flows over me, where it stops, where it travels!
Sword God Li looked at Li Xiuyuan, who was walking down the river, and asked,""May I ask Master, where did you send her?”
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan's laughter came from the river.
"If fate allows it, we will meet again!"
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