Chapter 493 The Most Important Thing

The calm voice at this moment seemed louder and more shocking than the roar of thunder, at least to the Qilin, who had already embraced death. His face went blank, as if he had been struck hard on the back of the head with a club, dizzy and bewildered. He blinked, hardly daring to believe it, and said, "Senior Brother Yuan… Yuan?"

At the same time, countless questions surged into his mind.

Wasn't it supposed to be Yuanshi?

How could it be Senior Brother Yuan? Yuan… Yuan?

Could it be that the recently prominent, peerless swordsman, the Daoist Yuxu Yuanshi Tianzun who could move mountains and fill seas to restore Buzhou Mountain, was actually Senior Brother Yuan?!

This was naturally unimaginable, almost impossible in ordinary people's minds, and would naturally raise a host of questions and doubts.

But not for Qilin.

If it was Senior Brother Yuan, then there was definitely no problem!

If you want to talk about it, Senior Brother was unparalleled in archery among the Six Arts of Confucianism back then!

It was said that swordsmanship wasn't included in the Six Arts because Junior Brother Yuan was too good at fighting. It took several people working together to defeat him. Back then, Confucian disciples entered various vassal states as retainers or teachers, and they were always highly valued. But if they suddenly heard that a guy who excelled in three of the seven Confucian arts was invited back by the various lords with great joy, and then they sat down to talk, wouldn't that be a disgrace to the reputation of Confucianism? After all, he consistently ranked second to last in all subjects, with Yi being the first, and his etiquette was learned casually to a medium level.

This was naturally a joke among the senior brothers, but the fact that the earliest Confucian disciples all carried swords and were particularly good at fighting was also related to the young man back then.

After all, good cooking meant nutritious food, and with a teacher who could fight and a junior brother who could also fight, the Confucian scholars had no choice but to force themselves to become even better fighters.

Qilin and Zilu were closest to Yuan because Zilu and Yuan were closest to the Master.

They were the disciples who had followed the Master for the longest time.

And Yuan had spent even more time by the Master's side than Zilu,

And he was a good cook.

Qilin trusted him very much, almost second only to the Master.

What's wrong with my Confucian senior brother being a little more awesome!

Qilin's trust in Wei Yuan determined that he was often the one who cheered wildly, while the Old Celestial Master was so frightened that he had to take heart-relief pills.

Senior brother, awesome!

The Tongtian Daoist next to him was silent.

What was going on?

Wasn't he a Daoist?

When did he become a Confucian?

Did I say something wrong?

Did they think I did it on purpose?

Should I explain? Or apologize and say I didn't know?

After a long silence, the Tongtian Daoist stared expressionlessly at the wounded Foundation of the Turbid World.

I, Tongtian, never apologize!

Only the Master was overjoyed, looking at the thin child he had first met, now grown and matured, with a powerful aura, already a strongman, even stronger than himself.

As a teacher, he was only happy.

In the way of Confucianism, the teacher need not be more virtuous than the disciple, and the disciple need not be inferior to the teacher!

As a teacher, he could see his disciples grow step by step, eventually surpassing himself. The child who once needed his protection was now able to stand before him with a sword!

Was there anything more gratifying in the world than this!

Was there anything more comforting than this?

The old man looked at his disciple and repeatedly said "good," simply reaching out to place his hand on the Daoist's clasped hands, and laughed loudly.

Although Wei Yuan had many things he wanted to say to the old man who had influenced him so greatly, it was obviously not a suitable place for casual conversation at this time. Wei Yuan suppressed his emotions. In fact, when he greeted the Master, the Qingping Sword had already soared up in a series of clear sword sounds, circling and whistling around him as if it had a spirit. After Wei Yuan comprehended the realm of the Grand Supreme Dao, the beginning of all things of cause and effect represented by Yuanshi Tianzun and the destruction of all things by the sword way nurtured by Lingbao Tianzun could coexist. At this moment, using cause and effect to maintain the Qingping Sword, it transformed into a sword array that would naturally counterattack as long as it touched the aura. Because of the Lingbao destruction, the power of the sword way was greatly enhanced.

However, the Foundation of the Turbid World did not take the opportunity to attack.

He was rapidly recovering from his injuries with his own power. He was originally the "Foundation of the Turbid World," and had a great advantage and blessing in the Turbid World.

When Wei Yuan turned to look at him, the Foundation of the Turbid World had completely recovered from his injuries. His aura was deep and long, as if he had never been injured before. Now that he had been noticed, he no longer suppressed his power to conceal his aura.

A terrifying aura rumbled and condensed like a dragon, circling and whistling around him.

The colors of all things in heaven and earth were restrained and dimmed.

It was as if everything around him was embracing him, and as if this man with a calm and resolute expression was the cornerstone of all things and beings in the entire Turbid World. 138 Reading Network

Wei Yuan's mind stirred slightly, and an incomparably clear sword cry suddenly exploded. Before the sword cry fell, an unparalleled sharpness had already been slashed down.

Before this sword, the myriad phenomena of the world revolved around the cornerstone of the entire world. Under this sword, all things were separated, and the myriad phenomena returned to their original order.

Cause and effect - certain hit!

………………

Qilin had already rushed in front of the Master in one breath, and then took out the soul-nurturing wood to protect the Master's soul.

Although the Master's own thoughts and will were upright and vast, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be disturbed by Yin and evil Qi, as a disciple, he had been doing these things for thousands of years and was already familiar with them as instincts. Then, he took half a step forward, and his aura rose to form a defense, staring at the vast and magnificent battle in front of him with his teacher.

It wasn't that they were unwilling to help, but they really couldn't do it.

The fight between the strong at the peak of the Ten Great Dao Fruits was no longer a battle they could participate in.

The Tongtian Daoist also stood beside him.

The battle was suppressed in a short space.

The white-haired Daoist wielded his sword Qi, his expression calm, but each strand was extremely powerful and terrifying, as if it could tear apart mountains and rivers and destroy the earth, demonstrating the artistic conception of the extinction of all laws. The Foundation of the Turbid World was surrounded by the entire world, solemn and heavy. Even if the sword Qi could cut off mountains and seas, it could not destroy the world of the same scale as the Great Wilderness.

The Foundation of the Turbid World used his own authority and Dao Fruit to the greatest extent. His feet stood on the Turbid World, his expression solemn and respectful, revealing a sense of tranquility as if he would never fail as long as he was in the Turbid World. The sword Qi was majestic, slashed down, and then directly shattered by the cornerstone of the world.

The continuous attacks were simply as beautiful and dreamlike as a picture scroll.

Then the sword Qi collapsed, turning into specks of dust, and fell on both sides, making an extremely violent hiss.

The power contained within made Qilin subconsciously clench his hands and tremble slightly.

So powerful!

So terrifying!

Qilin fought with his palms, and finally exhaled a breath.

As expected of you! Senior Brother Yuan!

You are so awesome!

Qilin, who had been corrupted by reality, said so.

Another more tentative sword Qi smashed down. The Foundation of the Turbid World no longer defended, but took half a step forward, his right hand formed into a palm, and slashed horizontally like waving a battle knife, causing the entire sword Qi to shatter inch by inch like a dream bubble, dissipating into nothing. The Foundation of the Turbid World's expression was calm. This man, who was extremely kind when they first met, was as firm as a mountain rock at this moment.

Wei Yuan had a way to break through his defense.

However, that was a life-for-life tactic.

The Foundation of the Turbid World had a great blessing in the Turbid World. At this moment, he said slowly: "As expected of Yuanshi Tianzun, your sword Qi is even more improved than when I first saw you. It's hard to imagine that you have only been cultivating for more than five thousand years. I don't know, if I give you another five thousand years, another two five thousand years, what height you will reach."

"Just imagining it should be a realm so high that people sigh in admiration."

"Unfortunately, for the sake of the Turbid World, I must leave you here."

The Foundation of the Turbid World seemed to have made a certain decision, and his expression became more and more firm. At this time, suddenly an aura came quickly from a very distant direction, shouting: "Venerable, Venerable!" The Foundation of the Turbid World raised his eyes, and his own aura spread towards the back, sheltering the Turbid World powerhouse who was rushing towards here, to prevent Wei Yuan's sword Qi.

It wasn't until the demon god approached that he said, "What's the matter?"

The Turbid World demon god murmured: "Great Venerable, the Great Venerable has an order."

The Foundation of the Turbid World frowned.

The Turbid World Great Venerable was still in seclusion before. His order arrived so early and so quickly. It seemed that it was because his Dao Fruit and the clash with Yuanshi Tianzun had just broken out that the Great Venerable noticed it? The Foundation of the Turbid World said: "Is the Great Venerable coming to help? Very good… and tell the Great Venerable the location here, I will intercept and delay them."

A look of unbearable flashed in the eyes of the Turbid World demon god.

He bowed and said, "The Great Venerable orders, Venerable, you must return immediately."

"He wants you to immediately give up your attack on Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"Return immediately!"

The Foundation of the Turbid World's expression froze.

Then, he couldn't believe it and said, "What did you say?!"

The demon god lowered his head and dared not look at this recognized most loyal powerhouse, and said, "The Great Venerable wants you to go back."

"Within ten years, you are not allowed to attack Yuanshi Tianzun."

The Foundation of the Turbid World seemed to be struggling to digest this order. After a long time, he slowly exhaled and said, "You go back first and report to the Great Venerable, saying that I have received the order, but it will take a little time to go back."

The Turbid World demon god was relieved, bowed, and left quickly.

But almost immediately after he left, another demon god arrived and shouted:

"Foundation of the Turbid World, the Great Venerable orders, you are not allowed to attack Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"Let him leave!"

"Within ten years, do not antagonize him!"

Streams of light flew from the sky. The Foundation of the Turbid World, who was facing the true enemy of the Turbid World with his own strength, heard the Great Venerable's orders. He could almost imagine how anxious, how anxious, and how exasperated the Turbid World Great Venerable was when he issued these orders.

Finally, there was a roar from the Turbid World Great Venerable——

"Hurry back to be punished!!!"

"Hurry back!"

Shouts after shouts, the Foundation of the Turbid World opened his mouth, and finally suddenly acted.

Holding the battle halberd, he swept it fiercely, and the exasperated voice was directly shattered. The surrounding Turbid World demon gods who came to send the message retreated one by one. The Foundation of the Turbid World, who was extremely loyal in everyone's eyes, turned his head to look at Yuanshi Tianzun in front of him, and said word by word: "I, refuse to accept the order."

"Since he is an enemy, then there is absolutely no possibility of negotiating or making peace with him."

"I cannot accept such an order."

The Foundation of the Turbid World raised the weapon in his hand, his expression resolute.

"Today is already the best opportunity! Opportunity knocks but once."

He held the weapon in his hand and looked back at the distant direction. For the first time, he raised his eyebrows angrily and roared loudly:

"The enemy has already invaded my border, how can the Great Venerable be so weak?!"

"How can the Great Venerable be so weak!!!"

With a whoosh, the weapon in his hand pointed at Wei Yuan, and he said decisively:

"Wei Yuan, only one of us can live today!"

At this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded.

Accompanied by bursts of whistling, behind the sky, rays of demon god light exploded, and then, like tearing the sky apart, surged here.

ps: I went out today to take the train, and the high-speed train was late.

So it's been until now, continue to code the second chapter, but it may be later today, friends can have a good rest.