Chapter 1196 Yan Wu Se, Save Me!

A painful wail suddenly sounded.

A consciousness exploded on the back of No. 2, but it was not the remnant of No. 2's consciousness, but belonged to...

"Situ Yongren?"

Xu Xiaoshou listened to the scream and felt the familiar fluctuations on the consciousness that was whipped out by the God Taming Whip, and was stunned for a moment.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

With just one whip, Situ Yongren's consciousness seemed to have completely rotted away.

After leaving the protection of No. 2, he couldn't even hold out for a breath, and was instantly assimilated by the power of the Red Dust Sword. As if forgetting the pain all over his body, he condensed the twitching and surging cloud of consciousness and bowed from a distance.

"Meet, meet Mr. Siren..."

Snap!

The God Taming Whip did not stop at all and whipped again.

As the red plums fluttered, most of the ancient characters were shattered again.

There were almost no characters left on the back of No. 2, as if the flesh and blood of a person had been sucked out.

"Uh ah ah——"

Another scream sounded.

This time, not only a twisted and twitching consciousness was pulled out.

There was also an illusory eyeball that seemed to be not in this world of fallen flowers.

"This is..."

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank, and he recognized that this was the consciousness of Jiang Buyi that was swallowed into the body of No. 2.

He was also pulled out?

All disobedient consciousnesses will be pulled out by the divine whip?

And that eyeball...

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't see or touch it, but he could easily "sense" that there was a strong aura of disaster on it.

Three disaster eyes?

Recalling Lei Xier's previous inference, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to pull her out and ask her.

But he didn't dare.

He felt shocked by the scene of Mr. Siren fighting against the consciousness of No. 2, and he didn't know when he would be affected.

Lei Xier, how could you pull her out to die?

Jiang Buyi lost his protection and only fought for less than three breaths. The weak consciousness couldn't stand it and was assimilated by the power of the Red Dust Sword.

"Meet, meet Mr. Siren..."

He bowed from a distance, his condition was better than Situ Yongren, but not much better.

Snap!

The Taming God Whip no longer paid attention to the two tamed...educated people, and whipped them again.

No. 2, who had suffered two whips without saying a word and was still trying to resist the third attack of the third sword of the Red Plum Third Flow, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Uh, ho, ho..."

He twitched unconsciously.

And his back, after taking the third attack of the Taming God Whip, was also blown up when he lost his temper.

"Bang!"

Countless ancient characters were blown up.

No. 2's consciousness rule form, like the splash of water from a huge rock sinking into the sea, splashed everywhere, and it was difficult to gather again.

In the Falling Flower Realm, the red plums and the ancient characters fluttered gracefully.

These ancient characters, if there were still some of the consciousness of No. 2, and not completely dimmed, each of them paused slightly when they touched the sword energy red plum and the red dust.

Then they turned and bowed to Mei Siren, who was in a high position and carried the sword elephant.

"Hello Mr. Siren..."

"Hello Mr. Siren..."

The voice of No. 2 resounded from all directions.

The ancient characters folded, like the birth of a face-to-face teacher, and the pious intention jumped up.

Xu Xiaoshou got goosebumps when he heard it, and his dark eyes could not hide the waves in his heart.

He knew that Mr. Siren was strong, but he didn't know that Mr. Siren could be so strong after being canonized!

I thought that the God of Heaven in the state of liberation was invincible.

I never thought that it was No. 2 in this unsolvable state that almost beat Xu Xiaoshou and Tianren Wuxiu to the point that they could not take care of themselves.

Mr. Siren could find a way to bring him into a world of consciousness that was beneficial to him.

Or in the literal sense... hang him up and beat him!

It was not until this moment that Xu Xiaoshou fully understood Mr. Siren's move.

From the beginning to the end, he was not after Jiang Buyi's head.

But he had fought Jiang Buyi before and knew that he had three calamity eyes, which was what No. 2 coveted.

So he used this as a plan and used the Red Plum Three Flow.

One sword overturned the real and the unreal.

One sword cut off the rule form of No. 2's consciousness.

When the third sword came, No. 2's consciousness was all broken.

After three swords, the strongest half-saint had become a cloud.

"Is this the fighting power of the 'Sword Saint'?"

Looking at Mr. Siren, who was still calm and at ease standing on a high position, Xu Xiaoshou felt that this new teacher was too scary.

Perhaps, only No. 2 could hold on until the arrival of the third sword of the Red Plum Three Flow?

If it were an ordinary semi-saint…Xu Xiaoshou felt that 99% of the semi-saints would not last until this time.

They had already lost their minds on how to fight and crack after the first sword of Hongmei Sanliu, “Falling Ying Realm”.

At least, the real world and the conscious world were overturned.

Without Mr. Siren’s teaching, Xu Xiaoshou himself could not enter this Falling Ying Realm.

His strength was suppressed to less than one ten-thousandth in an instant, and he didn’t even know how to use his skills and moves to break the Falling Ying Realm.

Maybe the only thing left was the “disappearance technique” to escape?

But if he just hid, he didn’t know how Mr. Siren would perform the next sword…

No. 2 had already taught by words and deeds before, and such actions would be equivalent to death in front of these high-powered semi-saints.

“So terrifying!”

“The Ancient Sword Saint is indeed the most unprovoked and the most unreasonable combat profession.”

Xu Xiaoshou became more and more excited as he thought about it.

Because Mr. Siren, who was so strong, was not an enemy.

And this battle... looks like a battle, but it's actually a teaching!

Mr. Siren showed him the first realm of the eight major sword arts, except for the only realm of the hidden sword art, the unsheathed sword.

Moreover, it was the method of integrating and applying the realms of the major sword arts.

If it were another ancient sword cultivator, no matter how talented he was... it would take him thirty years to learn the Falling Blossom Realm!

Xu Xiaoshou was different, completely different.

With his feet on the sword plate, he was in the state of unity between heaven and man. Even if he couldn't master all three swords of the Red Plum Third Flow for the time being.

At least, with Mr. Siren's step-by-step guidance and demonstration, he could separate the first realm of the eight major ancient sword arts from it.

In other words, given some time to digest, Xu Xiaoshou could master nearly half of the eighteen sword flows!

In the early days, this level could even compete for the title of Seven Sword Immortals!

Even now...

Seeing Mr. Siren, who was canonized and whose combat power evolved so outrageously, Xu Xiaoshou once again realized the value of the Seven Sword Immortals.

He didn't even dare to challenge the current Rao Yaoyao, let alone others, how could they covet the title of "Seven Sword Immortals"?

In the killing array, Mei Siren tilted his head and asked indifferently: "Xu Xiaoshou, how much have you learned?"

"A little bit." Xu Xiaoshou quickly came back to his senses and responded seriously.

Mei Siren looked at the Taoist aura on his body and the sword dao mystery array diagram that became brighter under his feet, and smiled more:

"It seems that you have learned the essence of ancient sword cultivation."

Xu Xiaoshou almost couldn't hold back his cold expression.

The essence of ancient sword cultivation is not sword intent or swordsmanship, but an elegant and noble quality called "humility".

"Come."

Mei Siren waved his hand.

Xu Xiaoshou thought he was calling him and was about to step forward.

But he never thought that the sword intent on Mr. Siren's body diffused out, and the three disasters eye that was just pulled out of the Luoying Realm came in.

It is no longer illusory, vague, and out of reach.

And it seems to have been replaced by Mr. Siren's swordsmanship and turned into a physical entity, entering the Falling Flower Realm.

"Hold it, this is Jiang Buyi... No, this is the Three Tribulations Eye of the Lei Family. I was forced to cross the Half Saint Tribulation before, all because of it."

"This may be what you want. Now, it can be considered half returned to its original owner."

"It's up to you to decide whether to keep it or not."

Mei Siren didn't even have the slightest bit of nostalgia. Without even a second glance, he waved the Three Tribulations Eye to his student.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and hurriedly caught the Eye of the Lei Family. His evaluation of Mr. Siren in his heart was more than one level higher.

Indifferent to fame and fortune is just a word.

But how many people can really do this?

Even the Holy Temple, or the five great Saint Emperor families, covet the power of the Eye of the Lei Family.

Mr. Siren used to look indifferent.

Now he has seen the power of the Three Tribulations Eye, but he still doesn't care.

In this regard, Jiang Buyi, Erhao, and even the Dao Clan of the Five Great Saint Emperors are all weak!

If they could do this...

Maybe Jiang Buyi would not have fallen into the current miserable situation.

Erhao would not have fallen into danger because of greed.

The so-called life and death feuds for the "Tears" would no longer exist.

However, Xu Xiaoshou also understood very well:

There has always been only one Mr. Siren!

A person who can truly be open-minded and consistent.

If not 100%, how many people are like Mr. Siren in the world?

One person, one sword.

In this world, you will have absolute confidence and no longer covet external things.

Perhaps this is the highest realm that ancient swordsmen can cultivate from the rigid swordsmanship, beyond the swordsmanship?

"I will deal with it properly." Xu Xiaoshou solemnly put away the Three Tribulations Eye.

Mei Siren withdrew his gaze, as if admonishing, as if mumbling to himself, as if sighing, as if sighing:

"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, don't be attached to the world, don't belittle yourself."

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be thinking about something, silently chewing, and then his face was full of learning.

As a teacher, what Mei Siren wanted to teach his students most was not only swordsmanship, but also how to be a human being.

He had seen too many students who had learned swordsmanship from him and floated to the sky, and were finally backfired by their own abilities.

He realized this a long time ago, so Mei Siren basically stopped showing his real name when teaching swordsmanship, and didn't help the tiger.

But tragedies always happen, and human power cannot stop it.

Personal destiny depends entirely on personal circumstances and personal development.

All those who are not worthy of their positions and have more ability than talent will end up being a kind of sadness.

Mei Siren naturally didn't want Xu Xiaoshou to become such an arrogant person who made people sigh after learning swordsmanship.

Admonishment was just a side note, and soon, Mei Siren looked at the killing array.

The consciousness of Jiang Buyi had been educated by the power of the Red Dust Sword. It was spasming and surging in the air, but it could not resist and maintained its worship.

"There are two more."

Mei Siren spoke, and the Taming God Whip condensed again in the sky, as if it was about to be whipped off if there was a disagreement.

Jiang Buyi's consciousness suddenly stopped trembling, and struggled violently the next second.

But the power of the Red Dust Sword assimilated it, and two illusory pupils quickly formed on Jiang Buyi's consciousness, about to spit out.

At this time, among the ancient characters belonging to the No. 2 consciousness rule form body that were beaten and scattered by the Taming God Whip.

Three words broke free from the power of education, ended the folding, and shone with a faint light as if they had straightened their backs.

Looking at them one by one...

One "Xu", one "Xia", and one "Xuan".

Mei Siren's eyes narrowed, knowing that the consciousness of No. 2 had been rotten by the Taming God Whip, and it would not be able to merge for a while.

Then this ancient text that could still break free from the suppression of Hongmei's third-rate power was most likely not from him, but from his backup.

Who could it come from?

Buzz!

Before he could think, the ancient "Xuan" word suddenly became brighter after the faint light.

Countless Tianji Dao patterns shot out from it, and finally intertwined in the sky above the Falling Flowers Realm, turning into a slowly unfolding black and red scroll.

In an instant, it submerged everything in everyone's sight and changed their minds.

"Half-Saint Xuanzhi!"

Xu Xiaoshou was horrified when he saw this scroll, and subconsciously blocked all his senses and didn't look at it.

He remembered it.

In the Miracle Forest, after Jiang Buyi left, he relied on the semi-saintly mysterious will that he left behind, and only used the word "return" to pull him out of the disappearance spell.

If he hadn't sensed the crisis in advance, the gecko would have cut off its tail and cut off one of its arms.

At that time, it is possible that Jiang Buyi's real body would have been chopped off by his backhand!

"The way of the great way, follow the order, the evolution of yin and yang, and the mystery itself."

"Under the secret of heaven, everything can be followed, but all falsehoods, break the false and transform into something different."

On the black and red scroll, the mysterious secret text was outlined in an instant, and the holy sound also fell from the nine heavens, cleansing people's hearts and awakening the deaf.

"Transform!"

In the end, the semi-saintly mysterious will evolved into a word.

The word "transformation" that was infinitely magnified in his mind in an instant contained a terrifying power.

Even if Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to see or hear it, he still activated the disappearance spell after realizing that something was wrong.

But still, the word "transformation" entered his mind.

As if to purify and melt him, it evaporated his ability to vanish and turned him back to his original form.

Even the various treasures on his body, soul, and qi sea could not resist the power of this word and turned into primitive energy and disappeared.

"Whose word is this?!" Xu Xiaoshou was terrified.

He found that this word "Hua" was countless times more terrifying than Jiang Buyi's "Gui" at that time.

It contained the power of the secret of heaven who was well versed in the true meaning of the Tao. It was like brainwashing, and it could wash away even people's fear!

It made people feel that it made sense...

This interpretation of "Hua" made sense...

I really want to disappear with this word, completely integrate into the secret of heaven, and exchange it for eternal life...

"Buzz."

Spiritual awakening triggered.

Xu Xiaoshou's expression froze, and the next second, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Mr. Siren, save me--"

"Dao boy..."

Mei Siren smiled, but it was as if he had never heard the student's call for help.

He half-closed his eyes, his expression was intoxicated, he listened to the holy sound of the semi-saint's profound will from beginning to end, and carefully comprehended the connotation.

The most kind and elegant words always make people feel like being bathed in spring breeze.

Today is different from the past. He is no longer the Seven Swordsman under Jiang Buyi's "return", but the ancient swordsman who can rival Dao Qiongcang's "transformation"!

Until the word "transformation" appeared, the holy sound of Mimi ended.

Mei Siren's expression of intoxication did not change, but his eyes were completely closed.

He seemed to have some feelings, and occasionally he got it. He raised the Taicheng Sword with his right hand, and put two fingers together with his left hand, slowly stroking the sword body, as if muttering to himself:

"After the snow hits the red plum, it still brings a faint fragrance. When spring goes away and the cold wind comes, the red plum will bloom again."

After a word fell.

The red plum blossoms bloomed from the Taicheng Sword, blooming to the tip of the sword, but then retreated again, as if time was going backwards.

In the Falling Flower Realm, white snow was flying, mixed with deep red, falling halfway, and then flying back, as if gravity was reversed.

"Illusionary Sword Technique, Time and Space Leap."

Mei Siren's eyes suddenly opened, sword light overflowed in his eyes, and the Taicheng Sword slashed forward.

In the Falling Flower Realm, time was reversed, the word "Hua" became smaller and disappeared, returning to the 32-word mantra on the semi-saint Xuanzhi.

The scroll closed again, the heavenly secrets shattered, all energy returned to the origin, and condensed into a Taoist pattern on the word "Xuan".

The Taicheng Sword gently chopped on this "Xuan" word.

Ka!

There was a cracking sound.

The ancient "Xuan" word was still in a state of bowing and worshiping, and it had never emitted the semi-saint Xuanzhi from it, and it was forcibly strangled in the cradle and split into two on the spot.

At the same moment, the pattern light of the "Xuan" word on the other side suddenly lit up.

This time, it did not dare to shoot out the Heavenly Secret Dao Pattern to form the Semi-Saint Mysterious Instructions.

Instead, it uttered a voice that tried to be calm but was slightly panicked. The voice of No. 2 broke through time and space and spread to almost the entire Void Island:

"Yan Wu Se, save me!"