Chapter 377: Face to Face

This is the seventh bead. Wudong's eyes are fixed on it, without even looking at the text in its appendix.

Because here, for the first time, it is no longer a completely transparent material. The half-sided sphere has been removed and replaced with heavy iron and copper with complicated textures.

"[Sword-introducing Pearl].

[Knowing the Other] has been imitating the function of [Pupil] at the first level. No matter how sophisticated and detailed it is in recording people's actions, it captures the waves projected by the eyes, ears, and hearing on the surface of the mind. But going inward, those The self-generated consciousness of the mind has never been recorded.

[Tongzhu] undoubtedly has this ability.

The 'ink dew' added after the entire piece was painted and engraved was not intended to record those experiences. This kind of material would only be disturbed by the thoughts of the mind.

Xinpo also has such performance.

【Sword Heart Photo】Using the Heart Amber skillfully and purifying its own characteristics, you can obtain a magic weapon that can reflect the mind. When refining, leave an image in it, and it can guide the tendency of the mind of the person who enters the mirror.

'Molu' is difficult to find, and this instrument is not intended to record all the subtle thoughts of the recipient. It is enough to be made of purified iron and copper and carved with hooks. "

Soul Seizing Pearl.

This is what it looked like when it was first born. There were four iterations after that, but it did not become more sophisticated, but became more simple and crude. By the last one, those moments of "seeing oneself" and "knowing the other" were left behind. All the patterns have been removed, turning it into a magical weapon with completely different functions.

Wudong stood silently for a moment, and finally looked away. The two of them continued to go deeper. Meng Li suddenly said: "He will be back soon."

No holes to turn heads.

"He knows that the formation is broken." Meng Li said, "Two quarters of an hour has passed."

"How can we kill him if he doesn't come back?" Wudong turned back, "You are freer than you think."

"The cage can't stop the General Sutra of False Names and Reality." Meng Li said softly.

"Then what method did he use to imprison you?" Wudong was curious casually, "I heard that thaumaturgic menopause is the most difficult ability to stop in the world."

"He didn't imprison me."

".Um?"

"He didn't imprison me." Meng Li repeated indifferently, "He locked my Qi, but he didn't use any means against the Daoxu Jing."

"But you have never left this courtyard."

"Yes. Because I want to kill him, and there is no better place than this." Meng Li turned his head and glanced at Wudong, his young brown eyes were cold.

If a person's only desire is revenge, then freedom will indeed not tempt him. Only when you look at the enemy who destroys everything for you passes in front of you every day, the hatred and premeditated pleasure will burn your soul like a flame. After getting used to this painful emotion, staying away from your enemy will only make you numb and emptiness.

So he can't leave this courtyard. Aren't the shackles on his heart stronger than the shackles on his hands and feet?

"But you are not alone after leaving him." Wudong seemed to have been accustomed to this kind of fire, and his tone was still calm, "Come tell us where he is, and we will capture him soon."

"You? You mean, Immortal Terrace and Tianshan Mountain?" Meng Li looked at him coldly, disgust welling up on his face, "Don't say such disgusting words, Lord Hejian, I am a traitor to the Sun Swallowing Society. ”

The two stopped and Wudong looked at him.

"I reported it to Xianrentai. The first thing you should do is to dig three feet into the ground of Hushan Sword Gate and search the collection to find out what treasures we have hidden. When Tianshan knew about this, someone immediately came down and said that this was what they were looking for. The relics of King Mu for many years." Meng Li let out a cold scoff, "A group of sanctimonious people sat together and talked shamelessly about the ancient relics of the lake and mountains, and there were drooling hyenas under their skin."

"It's really the best business. A well-known and decent family, the Tang Dynasty court. The master has ruined his family and the thieves have been punished. Who else is more qualified to inherit the treasure than you." As if any more words would make him nauseous, Meng Li turned his head and said, "Let's talk about current matters, Master Hejian."

Wudong was silent for a moment, without saying a word, and continued to move forward, with Meng Li holding his sword and following behind.

The third hall is the end of this cliff cave.

The entrance here was blocked again, and the invisible curtain hung down. Meng Li raised his hand and pressed it, but it failed to penetrate: "I have never entered here, but the night he came here from Bowang, he stayed inside for a long time."

Wudong said nothing. He pressed his hand on the water curtain. After a moment, a ray of mysterious energy was guided into his body.

[Jade Tiger] roared loudly.

Wudong was slightly startled, glanced at the curtain and said, "It's not a blockade, it's just a reminder."

"What?"

"Discard the sword to enter." Wudong drew out the long sword and slowly slid his palm across the sword, leaving a series of complicated lines on his palm.

Then he abandoned Jade Tiger at the door and walked in.

Meng Li was stunned. After arriving at this small courtyard, he had indeed never put down the sword in his hand.

He lowered his head and subconsciously drew the blade, and a thin, dazzling light suddenly shone out. Born in the Western Region, this sword was indeed not made of soft autumn water, but thousands of years of ice. Eight small inscriptions are engraved on the underside of the handle, with clear and clear writing, which reads: "The bright blade washes away blood, and the sword captures the beauty of plum blossoms."

Meng Li was stunned for a while, loosened his grip twice, and then dropped the sword on the ground. After a moment of hesitation, he successfully stepped in.

The space inside comes into view.

There is no mystery as imagined, just a flat stone room with the smell of stone and soil floating in the air. The space is larger than the two rooms combined. It feels like a broad-minded room.

It was empty, with only a sword and a knife placed on both sides far away, supported by a stone platform, like an offering.

The two walked in slowly, their footsteps echoing in the silent space. Meng Li observed the traces left on the stone wall: "This is where he practiced swords and swords."

"Not just practicing swords." Wudong lowered his eyes to look at the ground, some very fresh winding carvings on the ground and the surface of the stone wall, "Look, this should be his work that night."

Meng Li frowned and looked at these traces, which almost wrapped up the entire stone room: "What is this?"

"Array pattern."

Yes, array pattern. Freshly carved, winding in the entire stone room, condensing to the center on both sides, and finally settled on a sword and a knife.

It showed no signs of activation at all, lying here like a dead object.

"Worm-shaped with multiple arcs, this is the array style of Kongtong." Wudong squatted down to take a closer look, "He moved an array born in Kongtong here."

Meng Li frowned in confusion.

Wudong stood up and came to the nearby stone platform. This was an ordinary long sword, made of good steel, with many traces of use. Wudong pulled out the sword, looked at it, and then clapped his palm on it, slowly sliding across the sword.

The mysterious pattern flashed, and the [Jade Tiger] outside the curtain clanged.

Then Wudong came to the knife platform with the sword, grasped the handle and pulled it out, but this time the long sword seemed to be cast in it, and he couldn't pull it out.

Wudong was stunned and lowered his head. The array pattern was surrounded by a line of small words-"Two bodies are free of evil, and the true energy enters the army."

Wudong stood still for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "That's it."

"What?"

"This is the 'Ming array'." Wudong returned the sword to the sheath, drew out the knife in front of him, and once again slowly clapped his palm on it, stroking the entire blade.

"Ming array" and "An array" are just the difference in meaning. "Ming array" does not hide its function from those who enter the array, and even intentionally reminds them. When designing the array, words and prophecies are often used to refine the imperial edict, and the outline of the array pattern is based on this, and the function is consistent with the imperial edict.

Wudong continued: "After that, I will abandon [Jade Tiger], and you will draw this knife."

"."

"This is the place to lure you into a trap." Wudong put the knife back into the sheath, said softly, and turned his head to look at the water curtain hanging at the entrance.

Meng Li did not reply, he also pursed his lips, and the silence in the closed room was like drilling ears.

A clear footstep appeared outside.

Steady and gentle, step by step, he walked towards this last stone room, as if stepping on the heartbeat.

The person who came lifted the water curtain.

A black robe, a long sword hanging from the waist, a complex dark purple and gold mask covering his face, and pale long hair falling back. He stood still, looking at the two people in the room looking back.

"Master Wu, how dare you come here alone?" A light and cold voice floated in the room, and the air suddenly became tense and heavy.

Shaolong Opera Master, Shadow Sima. No matter how he was called, the dangerous figure in the rainy night of Bowang would not change. Now they knew his name.

Qu Zhu.

His condition was visibly bad. It had only been a few days since he was seriously injured when he fought one against four. Now he had just escaped from a fierce battle, and the mysterious energy around him was almost fierce.

"If I hadn't come alone, you wouldn't have appeared, right?"

Qu Zhu looked at him without saying anything, but a cold smile seemed to appear under his face.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly rose in the stone room, and it was the long sword on his waist that whistled out of the sheath.

The killing intention was more absolute than any previous time. The two had not fought before, but he was eager to kill or leave, and he always had more important goals at that time.

Now, the water curtain is completely sealed behind him. In this completely empty space, he is the only one left to confront the enemy.

The sword energy is as violent as a wave. Meng Li on the side is knocked away by the airflow in an instant. In front, Wudong pinches three fingers expressionlessly and whispers, "Come."

The bright light suddenly illuminates the entire stone room. The sharp sound of thunder sounds outside the curtain. [Jade Tiger] is completely tempered into gold, like a thunder spear piercing through thin paper, passing through the water curtain, and piercing Qu Zhu's body from behind!

However, it is only an afterimage. The moment the thunder sounds, the black robe turns into a black dragon and rushes towards the old man. Although he is seriously injured and has not recovered, the pressure that tightly squeezes his heart has not decreased at all. Every burst of [Ye Que] is a command arrow to determine life and death.

Wudong waved his arm and drew, and the vast mysterious energy condensed into a mirror shape in front of him, but the next moment it was shredded into flying fragments. Wudong leaned back and swept away. When he was about to hit the stone wall, [Jade Tiger] finally caught up with the enemy. Qu Zhu turned around and swung his sword, and the thunder that pulled out dazzling light in the entire cave was annihilated. This scene seemed to be just a flash of a fragment. The next moment, the vast sword energy was born again out of thin air. Wudong just held his sword at this moment, and barely had time to raise his hand to block the sword, but was cut by a sword. Dense blood marks exploded on his body in an instant, and he hit the wall behind him heavily.

Wudong should be able to respond faster, but it is obvious that even if Qu Zhu's center of gravity was never on him in the previous two fights, the injuries caused were enough to constitute a hindrance.

He used [Jade Tiger] to imitate the characteristics of the sword in the room and sent his sword in, but it obviously did not change anything.

However, he actually had time to speak.

The hissing voice sounded even more hoarse and terrifying due to the damage: "To kill an old man like me, I guess you won't need this [Lotus Heart Sword]."

After Qu Zhu succeeded in his sword attack, he did not pause at all. The eerie and cold scene was pressing on him again, but at this moment, his sword momentum actually paused, and he tilted his head to stare at the old man.

With [Jade Tiger] in hand, the dazzling sword that bloomed at the bottom of the lake that day instantly returned here. In the previous collision, [Pulling Threads] had already been formed, and Qu Zhu's long sword suddenly twisted, and the dazzling lightning suddenly burned his neck.

《Bright Light and Thunder》·【Walking the Sea of ​​Heaven】

This move bloomed on the two swords that were about to collide at the same time. The next moment they should be combined into an indestructible sword in the collision, but Qu Zhu was not a white face after all. The cold and cold mysterious energy was like a deep pool of heavy water, which immediately annihilated the lightning on the sword, but under the thunder, the metal and iron were one, and the opponent's [Walking the Sea of ​​Heaven], which was as agile as a white dragon, still submerged his arm.

And taking advantage of the gap that this sword broke free from, Wudong had leaned over and pressed towards the sword platform.

Yes, "Bright Lightning" is still burning, and the old man has gone - he just abandoned the jade tiger that he had brought in with great difficulty to the enemy.

[Lotus Heart Sword Fighting Formation], the world often uses it as evidence of the excessive murderous aura in Kongtong Sword Jianghu.

That is where the [Hidden Sword Formation] comes from. The difference is that in addition to eliminating the mysterious energy and restricting those who enter the formation to the realm of true energy, it has made absolutely strict restrictions on those who enter the formation to duel.

The two people need to be barefoot and single-clothed, holding the sword in the formation to fight.

Now seeing this scene, the vast mysterious energy strongly submerged the thunder on his arm, and Qu Zhu also cut off the fighting sword and leaned forward to chase, but at this moment, the roaring and collapsing mountains and seas surged from behind.

Just now, at the moment of holding the handle of the knife on the stage, the sharp thunder swept along Meng Li's fingertips and destroyed the small ring that imprisoned the true energy.

What kind of terrifying power can an eight-life cultivator who has mastered the three chapters of swords and the changes of reality and illusion burst out? It was fully displayed at this moment. Qu Zhu raised his hand and once again imprisoned the young man's body with the vast mysterious energy, but this time he turned back suddenly-the same method did not work.

During the days of imprisonment, while sharpening the sword again and again, Meng Li was always thinking about how to stab the sword into the heart of the person in front of him. With the "Daoxu Mingshi Zongjing", he would only create incredible miracles again and again.

Qu Zhu had to turn around to face this sword, and the momentum suddenly stopped. The blade jumped from the front to the back of the body, as if completing a jump that appeared and disappeared. An extremely ethereal and cold sword-"Pine Mist Sword Song" [Pine Growing in the Mist].

The moment he detected the man's body movement, the power on Meng Li's sword began to dissipate, and the whole person immediately disappeared into the air. However, the fight was over in the blink of an eye, and the mountain-sea-like sword force dissipated, Meng Li's figure disappeared, and [Pine Trees in the Mist] fell into the air, but a huge and fierce stream of blood still floated in the air.