Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

After the two left, all the elders in the hall looked at each other.

"Everyone, what are you still doing in a daze, let's go and have a look together. The contest between the sect master and Uncle 13th is something you can't usually see." Elder Mu looked at the elders and said, and after finishing speaking, he followed the two towards each other. Go back to the mountain.

The elders suddenly came to their senses, and hastily moved their movements to follow.

On the back mountain, a flat and quiet place, the figures of Chisongzi and Su Ying came one after another.

The two stood facing each other, with a distance of more than ten meters. Chisongzi had white hair and gray temples, and a childlike face with white hair. He was wearing a large light blue Taoist shirt fluttering gently in the spring breeze. Xue Jijian ranked sixth.

300 years ago, because of different understandings of "Tao", Taoism split into Tianzong and Renzong, and they have been fighting endlessly.After Tianzong and Renzong split, the focus of contention was the "Xueji" sword of the gate passed down by the Taoist patriarch.The two parties agreed to compete once every five years, and the winner would be in charge of "Xueji". Up to now, Chisongzi has been in charge of Xueji for three consecutive rounds.

Although Chisongzi has gray hair, his body is tall and tough, like an ancient pine tree standing on the top of Yunwu Mountain, which is awe-inspiring.

"Zi Ge, today's competition, even though it's all over, you and I can't hold back." Chisong Zi, who was holding Xueji, looked at Su Ying who was opposite.

"En." Su Ying nodded in response, and then he stretched out a hand to grab the air, a ray of brilliance flashed, and a sword that was crystal white and exquisite, like a crystal jade, appeared in his hand. Following the appearance of the sword, wisps of pale white ice mist radiated from the sword, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.

"This is... the Baishuang Sword? No, it's a bit different, Zige, what is this sword?" Chi Songzi moved his surprised eyes from the extremely exquisite sword in Su Ying's hand to Su Ying's face, and asked with doubts road.

"This is the Baishuang sword that master gave me, but I recast it with hardware, strange stones, and cold iron in a special way." Su Ying said, looking at the Baishuang sword in his hand. This sword was forged by him systematically. After the function was rebuilt, it has faintly reached the half-step peerless level, stronger than Chunjun, and second only to Xuebing Sword.

"This is the Baishuang sword that master gave me, but I recast it with hardware, strange stones, and cold iron in a special way." Su Ying said, looking at the Baishuang sword in his hand. This sword was forged by him systematically. After the function was rebuilt, it has faintly reached the half-step peerless level, stronger than Chunjun, and second only to Xuebing Sword.

Compared with the famous swords in the sword manual, this recast Baishuang sword is a little bit stronger than Zhi Yuanhong.

Attributes - cold, sharp.

"I don't know how it compares with the snow in my hand?" Chi Songzi said while holding the snow in one hand and stroking his beard with the other, looking at Su Ying.

"You'll know once you try it." Su Ying chuckled, holding the sword with one hand and swiping it down, his posture was free and easy like splashing ink, but there was an unusually sharp sword intent rising into the sky, accompanied by a light blue cold like a horse The sword energy went straight towards Chisongzi.

Wherever the sword qi passed, frost and thawed.

At this time, a group of elders headed by Elder Mu rushed over, and when they first arrived, they were shocked when they saw the piercing cold and majestic sword energy going straight towards Chisongzi.

But Guan Chisongzi, without any haste, stretched out his hand to put Xue Ji in front of him, waved his arms lightly, a black and white Tai Chi diagram gushed out from Xue Ji's sword body, turned into a mask to block in front of him, The sword energy collided with the mask, and the two sides collided fiercely, and the shock wave with cold air and sharp sword intent spread around.

The mustard was chopped off, then frozen, shattered, and turned into dust.

The sword energy dissipated, but the mask was still as good as new. Chi Songzi stroked his beard inside the mask and looked at Su Ying with admiration in his eyes: "A sword energy is so powerful, I still underestimate 240 Zige You."

"You can take over my sword qi so lightly with Wan Chuan Qiushui's mentality, you are worthy of being a senior brother. The refinement of Taoist mentality has reached the state of the unity of heaven and man." Su Ying, holding the Baishuang sword He looked at Chisongzi and said.

"There is no need to talk nonsense about flattery. Go on, come, let me see how far Zige your strength has reached now." Chi Songzi said with a solemn expression. Su Ying rarely saw Chi Songzi's expression like this, and the side The elders who watched often saw that this kind of red pine nut was the head of the Tianzong they were familiar with.

After Chisongzi finished speaking, without waiting for Su Ying's reaction, he waved his sleeve robe, and a line of Daoist essays appeared in front of him one after another.

"The art of sounds of nature, with such a fast casting speed, is worthy of being the master." An elder of Tianzong exclaimed.

"Go." Chi Songzi stretched out his hand and pointed at Su Ying, and those Daoist texts rushed towards Su Ying like dragons swimming in strips. .

Chapter 172 Daoism Fights Together, Qinglian Purifies the World

Those Daoist texts like a swimming dragon attacked from all directions, blocking Su Ying's whole body.

Su Ying looked calm, his hands were crystal clear, and the Baishuang sword exuding white ice mist danced at an astonishing speed. The crystal body of the sword turned into phantom shadows, which made it hard to see clearly. Only outsiders could see that Su Ying was three feet around. There was an illusory crystal white sword light flickering outside, with the exception of those Daoist texts, all of which were destroyed by Su Ying's sword.

"Tao is not Tao, it is very Tao." Chisongzi held Xue Ji in his hand, and using a sword as a brush, he carved a mysterious and simple word 'Tao' in the void in front of him. The character 'Tao' glowed blue and turned into a big seal flying When it reached the top of Su Ying's head, it was like a mountain pressing down on him with heavy pressure.

"This is... the Dao Seal Rushan created by the head of the sect." An elder recognized this move. "It is rumored that the master used Wanchuan Qiushui as a guide, borrowed from many ancient books on Taoism, and created this move with the meaning of the thickness of the earth. It has the power to suppress and kill, and its power is amazing."

"I don't know how the little uncle will resist this move. Should he continue to use swordsmanship? Or use Taoism?" Some elders looked expectantly.

Outside the arena, under a tree that no one noticed, Bei Mingzi stood there with his arms folded, looking at the two people who were fighting in the arena with interest.

On the other side, Xiaomeng also rushed here after a group of elders, and saw this scene when she first arrived.

In the arena, with the big seal of the word "Tao" gradually pressed down, Su Ying inserted the Baishuang sword in his hand into the grass in front of him. Under this kind of attack, ordinary sword skills seemed somewhat useless. Since sword skills are not easy to use, he used Tao skills to counter Taoism.

Su Ying closed his eyes, releasing the aura of a peerless master all over his body. Under the majestic aura, the black hair at the back of his head broke free from the shackles of the blue headband, and danced wildly in the air. The blue headband fluttered in the air for a while , and then flew towards Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng reached out to catch it.

"Little uncle has also reached the peak level... 々"..." An elder felt the aura of Su Ying, and his heart was shaken.

"Such a powerful aura, it seems right, the little uncle has indeed reached the peak level." Elder Mu looked at the majestic and proud Su Ying in the arena, and said in a complicated mood.

He has practiced Taoism all his life, and now he is more than 70 years old, but he is still at the top stage, and it is difficult to go further, and the little master in that field is only in his twenties and has already reached the top level, what a difference! don't.

"Peerless masters in their 20s... I've never heard of them. Even if Master Bei Mingzi stepped into the top level, he must be 35 years old." An elder looked at Su Ying in the field and murmured.

"Little Martial Uncle is really... an extraordinary person."

"Zige, you really made a breakthrough." Chi Songzi, who was opposite Su Ying, looked at Su Ying and thought, he had a guess in his heart before, but now it's just confirmed.

Not to mention how a group of pale-haired elders over half a century adored and shocked outside the arena, Su Ying inside the arena made a move at this time.

"Wanchuan Qiushui must eventually return to the sea. All rivers are included in the sea!" Su Ying drank, his inner strength surged, and pieces of light blue dense mist emerged around him, dancing with Su Ying's handprints. Those mist attracted water vapor within a radius of [-] meters, Su Ying's whole body turned into a huge water dragon, wrapping Su Ying in the middle, and the domineering and arrogant dragon's head roared and rushed up towards the pressed down "Tao" mountain mark.

"Wanchuan Qiushui must eventually return to the sea. All rivers are included in the sea!" Su Ying drank, his inner strength surged, and pieces of light blue dense mist emerged around him, dancing with Su Ying's handprints. Those mist attracted water vapor within a radius of [-] meters, Su Ying's whole body turned into a huge water dragon, wrapping Su Ying in the middle, and the domineering and arrogant dragon's head roared and rushed up towards the pressed down "Tao" mountain mark.

Thousands of water streams condensed into water dragons, turned into upside-down waterfalls, and rushed to the sky with the will to break through everything.

boom!

boom!

The mountain seal with the word "Tao" was washed away, and after the thrusting water dragon rushed tens of meters into the sky, it was powerless to continue, collapsed, and turned into thousands of water vapors and sprinkled down the sky.

The clouds and mist are long, the water vapor is scattered, and thousands of colorful glares are reflected under the warm sunlight. In the glare, every drop of crystal water is like a colorful gem, extremely beautiful.