Chapter 342: Mirror Image

Chapter 342 Mirror Image

The moment the sword energies of the two sides collided, the heaven and earth vibrated, and a violent wind swept through the mountains and rivers hundreds of miles away, turning them into dust in an instant.

Such a big movement immediately attracted countless people to watch.

"What happened somewhere?"

"What a big noise. Could it be that some strange treasure has been discovered?"

For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted, and they all speculated on what happened there.

At this time, in the center of the battlefield, a cyclone generated by the collision of sword energy surrounded the two people on the battlefield.

The fluctuations of the battle became more and more turbulent. After a sword fight, the powerful impact instantly separated the two people.

"puff……"

Lin Qingzhu's beautiful face suddenly turned pale. He spit out a mouthful of blood and his condition declined.

With cold eyes and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lin Qingzhu stood up with difficulty.

Looking at Gongsun Baiyu in the distance, his condition at this time was extremely bad.

The flawless white clothes were completely torn at this moment, his hair was disheveled, and he was covered in blood.

"vomit……"

A mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, Gongsun Baiyu's face turned pale, Xuanyuan Sword was stuck on the ground, struggling to support his broken body.

His hands and feet were shaking, and his eyes were full of confusion and disbelief.

"No...I can't lose."

"Why, I have climbed to the top of the Immortal Ancient Juechen Throne nine times and gone through thousands of tribulations to achieve this path."

"There's no way I'm going to lose."

Gongsun Baiyu roared unwillingly, looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and let out an incompetent rage.

"I have the Xuanyuan Sword. There is no way in this world that anyone can defeat me. This is absolutely impossible."

He had gone completely insane, with utter rage and vengeance.

He stood up again, his eyes red, as if he was possessed.

Lin Qingzhu looked at him coldly and said: "It's ridiculous, all you rely on is the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand."

"All your confidence comes from this sword, but you have forgotten that the swordsman himself is a person, not a sword."

"My master once told me that in a real duel, the key to victory or defeat lies not in the sword, but in the person holding the sword."

"If you are too obsessed and rely too much on the sword in your hand, you are destined to fail."

As Lin Qingzhu's cold voice came, Gongsun Baiyu seemed to have had years of faith collapsed.

Every sentence is heart-breaking.

"No……"

With a furious cry, Gongsun Baiyu fell completely into madness. He was the most amazing swordsman in the world. No one could question his sword.

With extreme anger, Gongsun Baiyu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, holding his disheveled hair.

"Ha ha……"

"My destiny is up to me, not to God. No one in this world can defeat me, not even you."

When such an arrogant voice fell, everyone present was shocked and understood immediately.

The battle is not over yet.

Lin Qingzhu readjusted his state, ate an extremely spiritual pill, and instantly returned to full state.

However, the energy from the previous battle has not dissipated, and it is still unable to reach its peak state.

Gongsun Baiyu, on the other hand, seemed to be possessed by a demon, and his aura became even more astonishing.

Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be dozens of times more powerful in his hands.

"Butian Sect, haha..."

Looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, Gongsun Baiyu slowly lowered his head, and instantly...a golden light bloomed, covering the sky.

Crazy power surged in, and the entire world fell into extreme fear.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Standing high in the sky, Lin Qingzhu gently grasped it with her jade hands, trying to catch the blowing wind.

I just felt a sense of sadness coming from me, and there was an endless feeling of crying in my heart.

Suddenly, a thought seemed to pour into his mind, and tragic scenes reappeared one by one.

Lin Qingzhu's face turned pale instantly, and the shocking scene that appeared in her mind was the scene of a hundred miles of mountain fire and a small town being attacked.

Seeing her father and mother lying in front of her covered in blood, her body began to tremble and her emotions gradually lost control.

"not good!"

"This is the law of emotions."

Zhao Waner below saw the secret of Gongsun Baiyu's sword at a glance, and her heart suddenly tightened.

She knew very well the pain hidden in Lin Qingzhu's heart. This was the last thing she wanted to accept, and it was also the deepest secret in her heart.

She wanted to be strong all her life and never showed weakness in front of others, but Zhao Waner could see her many times late at night, silently standing by the window, looking at the moon, and missing her deceased relatives.

When Zhao Waner discovered the mystery of Gongsun Baiyu's sword, she was completely panicked.

She knew that Gongsun Baiyu's sword just hit Lin Qingzhu's weakness.

"Senior sister! You have to hold on."

Zhao Waner was so anxious that she shouted silently in her heart.

She really wanted to take action, but this was a fair duel. If she intervened, she would destroy her own brand, ruin the reputation of Butian Sect, and ruin Lin Qingzhu's life.

She was helpless and thought about it. If she had been the person up there at this time, would such a thing have never happened?

Lin Qingzhu was deep in endless grief, infected by that emotion, and a tear streaked down his cold face.

"Dad...Mom..."

Looking at the familiar figure in the picture, she lost control of her emotions.

Seeing this, everyone present became nervous.

"You must hold on."

Countless people shouted silently in their hearts, cheering her on.

No one thought that Lin Qingzhu would have such a weakness. Maybe Gongsun Baiyu bumped into him accidentally.

The situation of the battle began to turn around. After seeing Lin Qingzhu gradually losing himself, Gongsun Baiyu also burst into arrogant laughter.

"Ha ha……"

"As long as you are a human being, you cannot live without the seven emotions and six desires, even if you are an immortal, it is no exception.

I have explored in the darkness countless times and gone through all kinds of hardships and hardships before finally realizing this sword. "

"Originally, I wanted to keep this sword and wait for the final competition before using it, but I didn't expect that you would force me out today."

"You are very lucky. It is your supreme honor to be the first soul to die under this sword."

There seemed to be thousands of mirrors in front of him. Facing Gongsun Baiyu's voice, Lin Qingzhu seemed to have heard nothing.

She seemed to have entered some kind of illusion and lost herself in it.

Looking at those thousands of mirrors, each one reflects the truest heart.

"Thousands of people with thousands of faces?"

"Master once said, look for the book www.zhaoshuyuan.com A thousand people have a thousand faces. If you look at the heart through the surface, you can get a glimpse of a person's true world."

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. Tao is both the ruthless Tao and the sentient Tao."

"The way of Tao is natural. Between choices, you need to be able to take it and let it go."

The image of him and his master on Zixia Peak, answering questions about the Tao, continued to flash through his mind.

This was the first time that Lin Qingzhu looked at his own heart and realized his shortcomings.

Yes, she is still an immature girl after all. Her inner obsession is too deep. No matter what happens, she likes to grab it with both hands and refuses to let go of anything.

"A mirror can reflect two faces, good or evil."

"The highest secret of Taoism is choice and giving. Only by giving up can you gain..."

As he murmured, Lin Qingzhu's confused eyes seemed to brighten again.

"I see!"