Baiyan still didn't raise his head, nor did he look at Licheng or Jian. He just bowed his head and played the zither, the sound of which was perfectly steady, but had become much more intense. Especially when Yaoguang's sword silently chopped down towards him with a powerful force, the zither sound suddenly produced a heavy accent. Yaoguang trembled, and it seemed that from then on, his powerful force slid away, just like the sword had suddenly lost its power. Licheng's mouth was tightly pursed, and the light in his eyes became even more dazzling.
The sword slipped down again in front of Baiyan's forehead, and the sword light flashed suddenly, like a snake being startled, and stabbed straight at Baiyan's throat.
There were three swords in total, each one more treacherous than the last.
Suddenly, a fierce battle broke out outside, and the distant and near spectators had an overwhelming feeling, for a moment they didn't know whether to watch the battle at the River God Temple or the battle between Lü Fú and Baiyan outside. Lü Fú's reputation has been rising rapidly over the past year, rivaling that of Ye Qingxue who has been missing for many years.
She had just uttered that sentence, and many people couldn't help but turn their attention to her battle with the Piano Demon Stone Rock. The sword light of Liuxu was dancing around the stone body, sometimes floating, sometimes heavy, sometimes killing intent soaring into the sky, and sometimes quiet and soundless. However, the white rock just sat there without lifting his head or moving his body, but every time the sword light was about to fall on him, it would deviate from its direction and land empty. His hands had already danced out a group of phantoms on the piano, and the hand movements were completely invisible, but the piano sound in the sky was getting more and more urgent, with an increasingly strong intention to kill. Unbeknownst to them, a massive battlefield appeared in the minds of the people watching from afar, with millions of soldiers clashing together, hands waving swords, riding war horses, and charging back and forth. Blood flowed like rivers on the ground, beacons were lit everywhere, and thick smoke billowed.
And they became small soldiers on the battlefield, either killing or being killed.
Suddenly, many people spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, with their friends immediately picking them up and fleeing. At a glance, the people standing on the mountain tops in the distance were all shrouded in different colored glows. Some had a cluster of auspicious clouds hanging down with threads of light, some had a magical treasure suspended above their heads, some had talismans stuck to their bodies, and others sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching strange finger seals. They were using various methods to resist the sound of the qin, and for those present, the reputation of Qin Mo Baiyan was extremely great, but no one had ever truly experienced it before, and this time they finally got to see it.
On the top of a mountain, there was a Wind and Rain Pavilion. Many people had gathered in the pavilion, all of whom were struggling to resist the sound of the qin. The owner of the pavilion was also easy-going, and when others suggested taking refuge in the pavilion, he did not refuse. Just like what Yan Luoniang saw that day, the owner of the pavilion was now standing at the edge of the pavilion, looking at Qin Moyi Baiyan, and sighed: "It is said that this Baiyan's 'Heavenly Chaos' is divided into four levels of chaos. The first level is 'Human Chaos', the second level is 'Mountain River Chaos', the third level is 'Immortal Spirit Chaos', and only the fourth level is 'Heavenly Chaos'. Now, with such magical powers in the human chaos, what will happen when the fourth level 'Heavenly Chaos' appears?"
Everyone in the pavilion changed color after hearing this, they didn't think that this was just the first part of Tian Di's chaos by Qin Mo Bai Yan. Some people couldn't help but think, if he played the fourth part of Tian Di's chaos, who would be his opponent? Someone thought so and asked, Feng Yu Ting smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, it's not easy to play the fourth part, I heard that he is now a mountain god in a certain place in Black Night State. I think he can only play 'Mountain River Chaos' for now, otherwise why would he come here to watch the battle? His piano sound comes from the battle between heaven and earth, when he can play the fourth part of Tian Di's chaos, it must be the start of the great calamity of heaven and earth. At that time, there will be many people who are not inferior to him."
"Are you talking about that Taoist priest?"
"Hmm, Luo Fu Xian is famous throughout the land, she counts as one."
"Is Chen Jing of the Nanjing River one?"
"If he could have avoided death, it would have been a good thing."
"Does that count?"
"He has supernatural powers since birth, and divine abilities since birth, which also counts as one."
"Does the white-eyebrowed Taoist with a green sword in front of the River God Temple count?"
"Judging from his current situation, he is at most half a person."
"Why does he only count as half? The previous sword had cut off a corner of the River God Temple, which is something that neither Mu Zhen nor Li Chen can do."
"Uh, indeed it can't be done, but he is relying on the power of his treasure, and the treasure is an external object. He may be able to dominate the world for a time with his sword, but in the end, he will not be able to escape the cycle of heaven and earth. If he doesn't wake up, he will eventually be cast aside." The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion spoke with certainty, but the person asking the question seemed somewhat unconvinced, saying: "Isn't it the case that all things in the world are for our use? Isn't this what people like us who cultivate the Way strive for?"
The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion smiled and didn't answer.
Someone else asked: "Real person, apart from those present here today, who else in the world can be compared to the few mentioned earlier?"
The master of the Wind and Rain Pavilion did not respond, remaining silent for a moment before saying: "What I know may not be much, but it's also not little." He paused again before continuing: "If you're all still alive after a hundred years, you'll find that the world at that time will truly be magnificent, because by then they will have truly grown up."
Suddenly someone exclaimed, and the distant light sword that had been flashing around Bai Yan's body suddenly appeared on top of Shi Yan's head and didn't fall down. Instead, it danced out a dense sword light, like a sword light canopy coming down.
"Luofu's Swordsmanship of the Immortal!"
As soon as the sword fight began, a strong gust of wind suddenly rose in the sky, and snowflakes appeared out of thin air.
The sword wielder can only truly exert the power of the sword mantra when the sword aura is formed. With the sword aura, one can harness the power of heaven and earth with just one sword. As soon as the sword fight began, the spiritual energy on that mountain peak suddenly became chaotic. In an instant, a whirlwind formed around the sword fight, with snowflakes dancing in the wind. The faster the wind spun, it even swept up the leaves between the mountains, and people on nearby peaks felt the spiritual energy rapidly flowing towards that place. Even the white mist below was blown away.
The sword fight slowly disappeared, and all that could be seen was a mass of wind that enveloped the entire mountain top, with snowflakes swirling inside. In the high sky, clouds had already gathered, and more were being swept in from the trees and dust between the mountains, forming a black dragon-shaped tornado in the sky, which looked like a large black canopy covering the mountain top, or a black pillar standing upright.
The sound of the qin was already discontinuous and incomplete when it reached the ears of the crowd as Baiyan was trapped in the sword fight.
At the same time as the sword fight took shape outside, a whirlpool also appeared in front of the River God Temple. The whirlpool drove the white fog to rotate wildly, forming a large whirlpool.
Just now, the people watching the battle between Lichuan and Baiyan hurriedly asked the person next to them what was going on. The person next to them immediately excitedly replied: "Just now, Mu Zhen and that white-browed Taoist joined forces and almost broke into the River God Temple. Just as they were about to enter the River God Temple, flames burst out of the temple, accompanied by a bead and a blue brick amidst the waves of fire, which split and attacked the two men. There was also a sword light like a wave surging out of the temple, causing the two men to retreat several steps. The sword light transformed from Chen Jing's Mysterious Heaven Sword had already engulfed them, quickly rotating and drawing in this white mist, turning it into the current whirlpool." Chen Jing's Mysterious Heaven Sword is now quite famous too; whenever swords are mentioned, they will definitely mention Chen Jing's Mysterious Heaven Sword.
"Isn't it also a sword mantra? I've never heard of him having any sword mantra." The person next to him said in doubt.
"Yes, I thought he didn't have a sword manual, but looking at this situation, it's not much worse than Luo Fu's Sword Confusion Sword Manual."
In the midst of the vortex, Longmei was somewhat struggling. The green sword in his hand could be said to be much more powerful than Chen Jing's Mysterious Heaven Sword. He even suspected that this sword might be a pre-heavenly sword artifact, although it was a damaged one. However, he was now like being trapped in a muddy pit, holding an extraordinary sharp blade but unable to wield it.
The green sword could stir up wind and clouds, and with its accumulated power, it could slash through all things. But now, it seemed like a dragon trapped in the mud. Since entering this fog, he had not been able to make a proper move with his sword. Every time he wanted to strike out, there would be swords stabbing at him, forcing him to block them. Moreover, when blocking, he couldn't even touch the opponent's sword threads. The sword was unpredictable and changed randomly; if it weren't for the sharpness of the sword in his hand, he might have already died.
Mù Zhēn had long since fallen to the ground, a red glow enveloping his body. The endless sword threads that pierced through were instantly dissolved by the red glow. Occasionally, when a thread was about to pierce his body, he would flick out a Buddhist bead to scatter the thread.
At this time, both sides fell into a stalemate. Those who were watching, although their faces were filled with excitement, did not seem as focused as before, glancing here and there. In the place where the Nine Glorious State Taoist stood, in front of him was still that majestic-looking Taoist. If someone had noticed his eyes at this time, they would have found them to be completely different from before. No longer calm, but shining with a brilliant light, or rather, excitement. He wasn't watching the battle between Lidi and Baiyan, but instead was staring intently at the River God Temple.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and stretched out his hand towards the blue mirror in the sky. The blue mirror was already in his hand, and then he saw him waving the blue mirror at the River God Temple, and then turning it over to look at the mirror surface. Only to see that the layout of Chen Jing's room in the River God Temple appeared clearly in the mirror.
A tall statue of a god, in front of the statue is a woman with a green lantern sitting there, a little girl holding a green stone tightly looking outside, behind her is a woman standing in the dark shadow that the green lantern cannot illuminate. And not far from the door on both sides are a blue shell and a large red shrimp.
He gazed at the reflection in the mirror, then looked at the entire misty river, and remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, he burst out laughing, attracting the attention of people nearby. As soon as his laughter stopped, he said, "I understand now, this is the Trapping Immortal Formation. I didn't expect that the Trapping Immortal Formation would appear in this world again."
The person standing behind him was full of doubt, looking at each other, and finally someone asked: "Zhenren, what is the origin of this Trap Immortal Array, why haven't I heard of it?"
"Haha, it's normal if you haven't heard of it, because this shouldn't have appeared in the world to begin with."
"How is that possible?"
"Because the Jiaohe River god is using the Trap Immortal Sword Manual." The majestic Taoist said, this answer made the people behind him even more confused, but when asked again, the Taoist refused to answer.
Just as they were at a stalemate, a mangy fox suddenly darted out of the void and disappeared in an instant above the Fog River. And in the corner of the Temple of the River God that was cut by the sword, a fox had drilled in.
Only to see the fox as soon as it came in, it bowed to the god and spoke human words, saying: "Qingqiu Mountain below waits for the fox to meet the River God, my aunt said that after burning incense, she will come to break the formation." As soon as he finished speaking, a loud shout of anger rang out: "Hiss, you mangy fox have such a big mouth, I think you are a familiar fox, so let you say so much, originally it was to get rid of your shrimp grandfather's coming, come on, first eat your shrimp grandfather's sword."
That fox named Amo blinked his eyes, but saw a sword light flying over in the midst of thick fog. He didn't resist and turned around to jump up and had already drilled out from where he came. In the air above the misty river, he flashed by and disappeared after taking a few steps in mid-air.
The people outside were shocked and couldn't help but exclaim, "Where did this fox come from? It can actually come and go freely in the Trapping Immortal Array." The Daoist who had just spoken up laughed loudly, saying that it was indeed the Trapping Immortal Array, and naturally everyone heard him.