Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Elder Nirvana stood there quietly, like a towering and steady mountain, motionless. His eyes were deep and peaceful, taking in the scene in front of him, not missing any details. His face, which was originally as peaceful as a lake, underwent a subtle and wonderful change in that instant. The original calmness was broken like a mirror, replaced by an interested look, which seemed to contain anticipation for what was about to happen.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the arc outlined seemed simple, but it seemed to contain endless meaning. The arc seemed to hide the vicissitudes of time and the precipitation of wisdom, which made people want to explore the mystery in depth.

Then, he laughed softly, with a sense of freedom and uninhibitedness in his laughter, as if nothing in the world could restrain his soul. "Hey, this kind of scene is really unique and interesting. I have been in this world for dozens of years and have experienced countless ups and downs. The people I have met are as numerous as the bright stars in the night sky, and all kinds of strange people are even more numerous. Some of those people's stories are as magnificent as epics, and some are as humorous as sketches. However, this kind of spiritual young man is the first time I have ever met such a spiritual young man. Today, I must have a good exchange with you and show my skills to the fullest, so as not to let down this hard-won opportunity." His voice echoed in the air with a firm determination.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest's figure was like a dazzling lightning that tore through the darkness, and his speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping. There was no hesitation or hesitation in his movements, and he rushed forward like an arrow without hesitation, as if there was an invisible force in front of him that was attracting him.

Then, his movements were as agile as flowing water, and his right hand quickly took out a few copper coins from his arms. In his hand, those copper coins seemed to contain some mysterious power. The surface of the copper coins flickered with a faint light, as if foreshadowing the wonderful changes that were about to happen.

Then, he shook his wrist lightly. That seemingly simple action contained infinite power. That power seemed to come from the depths of the earth, continuously transmitted to his hands.

The copper coins seemed to be endowed with fresh life, soaring into the sky. Under the sunlight, the copper coins sparkled with dazzling light, which was like a dazzling gem, illuminating everything around.

What is amazing is that between those copper coins, there are red threads looming. These threads are as thin as hair, but extremely tough, intertwined and intertwined, as if they have spirituality. They dance in the air, like elves showing off their beauty.

In the blink of an eye, it magically took the shape of a sword. The sword exuded a mysterious aura that made people look sideways. The aura seemed to come from ancient legends, carrying a mysterious power that made people feel an invisible pressure.

Elder Nirvana held the sword made of copper coins firmly, and rushed towards Madam Feng like a fierce gust of wind with an indomitable momentum. His eyes flashed with a determined light, which was like the brightest star in the night sky, bright and dazzling, as if nothing in the world could stop him from moving forward.

When Madam Feng saw this, her red lips slightly opened, and there was no sign of retreat in her eyes. She resolutely faced the fierce attack of Elder Nirvana. Her eyes were full of confidence and determination, as if she was announcing to the world that she would not be easily defeated by anyone.

Then, she took a deep breath, and the sound of her breathing was particularly clear in the silent atmosphere. Her posture was upright, like a proud pine tree, showing an unyielding spirit. That spirit was like a mountain that would never collapse, standing there firmly.

Then, a huge flame suddenly burst out from its mouth. The fire was raging and burning fiercely, and the blazing flame seemed to burn everything in the world into ashes. The color of the flame was bright and dazzling, like a blooming red lotus, beautiful and dangerous. The flame jumped in the air, as if it was a group of naughty elves, showing its vitality to the fullest.

The air around seemed to be distorted by the high temperature, making a sizzling sound, as if groaning in pain. The heat wave rolled in, making people feel like they were in purgatory. The air became scorching and dry, making it difficult to breathe.

However, Elder Nirvana did not show the slightest fear in the copper coin sword in his hand. His eyes were as firm as iron, staring at the raging flames. His eyes were full of desire for victory, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

He swung his sword forward with all his might, and the sword was as powerful as a rainbow piercing the sun. It split the raging flames in front of him and forcibly opened up a path. Under the power of the copper coin sword, the flames dispersed to both sides, forming a spectacular scene. The light of the flames and the light of the copper coin sword intertwined, illuminating the entire space, as if turning this world into a mysterious stage. On this stage, Elder Nirvana and Madam Feng were performing a thrilling duel.

Elder Nirvana followed the path he had opened up and continued to approach Madam Feng at lightning speed. His figure, illuminated by the flames, looked particularly firm and majestic, as if he was a god of war from ancient times, exuding an unparalleled aura. Every move he made was full of power and speed, making people feel an irresistible charm.

Madam Feng saw Elder Nirvana holding up the sword in his hand, and the sword seemed to be about to stab her mouth. She was horrified. Her face turned pale as paper, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. She quickly closed her mouth tightly, as if this could stop the coming attack. Her body trembled slightly, showing her inner uneasiness. The trembling was like a leaf falling in the wind, so helpless and fragile.

Then, she flashed, and the whole person seemed to turn into an extremely sharp whirlwind. In just a moment, she disappeared from the spot, leaving only a blurry afterimage. The afterimage slowly dissipated in the air, as if telling of her speed, as fast as lightning. Elder Nirvana's attack was ultimately in vain, and the originally powerful offensive also failed.

The air was filled with an extremely tense atmosphere, and people seemed to be able to feel the heavy pressure, like a mountain pressing down on people so hard that they could hardly breathe. The pressure made people feel suffocated, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.