Chapter 1164: Magpie Bridge

At the war preparedness banquet in the Jing Kingdom, Grand Cavalry Commander Xiahou Lie rubbed his forehead and sighed, "This child is just like her father! How can she be so troublesome? It's already the semi-finals, and her mind is still wandering!"

Murong Longjie's expression remained stern, "What she thinks doesn't matter, what she does doesn't even matter. What matters is whether she can win. If she wins, it's called 'unconventional and unrestrained'. If she loses, it's called 'arrogant and self-inflicted'."

Xiahou Lie's hand on his forehead became heavier.

This Murong Longjie is good in every aspect, but he is too serious about everything. I just complained casually, you just need to listen and it's over, why are you analyzing it for me?

Although the Guanhe Platform is like a national war and requires seriousness and desperation, it doesn't need to be this serious... You are just watching the battle now, and we are just chatting!

Today's young people are so rigid and boring. The old guys are much more interesting. If that old monk Huang was here, who knows...

Thinking of that 'old monk Huang', Xiahou Lie took down his hand from his forehead and shook his head in refutation, "No, if old monk Huang were here and Shelizi won, it would be called 'the demeanor of a strong person, the true nature of a prodigy'. If she lost, it would be called 'already tried her best, what more do you want?'"

Murong Longjie silently chewed on the words, and indeed couldn't disagree. The Grand Commander is still more insightful!

These two were chatting merrily.

Wei Sun of Zhongshan stood silently by the side.

Although his injuries had been healed with no expense spared,

His chest still ached subtly...

Every word was like a knife stabbing him.

Why are people's fates so different!

Jing and Mu have been neighbors for many years, and in history, there have been times of "massing troops on the border, aiming to destroy the other country" and times of "intermarriage and fraternal neighborliness".

Cooperation and confrontation have never disappeared, and the relationship is quite complex.

Due to the existence of the wilderness, the threat of the "demons", a long line of life and death needs to be defended collaboratively. Large-scale wars cannot break out, but being in the Northern Territory and both being hegemonic countries, conflicts of interest are inevitable.

Of course, most of the battles are fought fiercely between the subordinate vassal states, while Jing and Mu themselves maintain great restraint.

However, it is understandable for them to compete on the Guanhe Platform.

There is no chance to fight openly at ordinary times.

The people of both countries are looking forward to this battle. Who is the strongest in the Northern Territory? After so many years of arguments, there must be some actual combat records to support it.

Although the Yellow River Meeting cannot fully represent the national strength of each country, to a certain extent, it is indeed a reflection of future potential.

The top prodigies from each country come here to compete. They represent not only themselves, but also those young people of their generation whom they have defeated.

Looking at Huang Shelizi on the martial arts stage, Helian Yunyun had a big opinion of this exotic beauty with bronzed skin. Although the two on the stage were in a standoff, no matter how she looked, she felt that the look in the eyes of that Huang Shelizi from the Mu Kingdom seemed to want to devour Ru Cheng!

Damn, there are always these treacherous commoners trying to snatch Ru Cheng from me!

She sat here, outwardly calm, but her heart was turbulent.

The black-clothed nun sitting next to her spoke at this time and asked, "Your Highness Yun, may I know who this Deng Qi is? Seeing his rich techniques, he should be from a famous family, but this humble nun has never heard of him before."

Helian Yunyun considered herself a woman with great ambition who clearly separated feelings and career.

Therefore, the turbulent emotions instantly subsided.

Without shifting her gaze, she asked calmly, "What, is the Xiyue庵 interested in him?"

Yuwen Duo, who was sitting quite a distance away, had no expression on his face, but pricked up his ears. As Zhao Rucheng's good friend, he naturally had to care about how Her Highness Yun and her閨中密友 were discussing Zhao Rucheng.

Ru Cheng is clueless about romance, so Yuwen Duo has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of helping Ru Cheng maintain his relationships. Once he finds any problems, he can quickly remedy them... In short, he must help Ru Cheng cook this soft rice well!

So this nun is from Xiyue庵! That explains how she could talk to Her Highness Yun and be qualified to sit next to Her Highness Yun.

Looking at the Buddhist sects in the world, beyond the two great holy lands, Xuankong Temple and Sumeru Mountain, Xiyue庵 has the deepest foundation. It is naturally a first-class sect force.

What is unknown is how the nun from Xiyue庵 met Her Highness Yun and what their relationship is.

Hearing Helian Yunyun's question, the black-clothed nun was silent for a moment before saying, "Your Highness Yun, please rest assured, Xiyue庵 does not accept male disciples."

Her voice was holy and warm, but to Yuwen Duo's ears, it was a series of "thud, thud, thud", monotonous wooden fish sounds.

Yuwen Duo's heart trembled, knowing that his eavesdropping had been discovered.

He quickly withdrew his sense of hearing and concentrated on watching the martial arts arena.

After the black-clothed nun explained, Helian Yunyun not only didn't "rest assured", but looked even more wary: "Master Yuzhen, I remember that your Xiyue庵 disciples are not allowed to marry, right?"

The black-clothed nun with the Dharma name "Yuzhen" was speechless for a moment, and finally couldn't help but say, "Your Highness Yun, this humble nun is indeed just curious. You don't need to be so defensive. This humble nun is a Buddhist!"

"That's how it should be!" Helian Yunyun said with a smile, "As the saying goes, men from down the mountain are tigers, Master, don't let your Buddhist heart be disturbed!"

Yuzhen didn't reply, but the black veil on her cloak fluttered slightly, indicating that her mood was not calm.

Helian Yunyun smiled again, "Speaking of which, Master, why are you interested in the Yellow River Meeting? When Yuhua wrote in her letter that a junior sister was coming to watch the ceremony, I was quite surprised. She is a person whose heart is as still as a mirror. I once thought that all disciples of Xiyue庵 were like this."

From the address, it is clear that "Yuhua" is an old acquaintance of Helian Yunyun, and this Master Yuzhen is a new acquaintance.

Moreover, Helian Yunyun did not hide her doubts. Although they had just met, she had obviously concluded that Yuzhen and Yuhua were completely different people.

The black cloak covered all colors, and Nun Yuzhen only said softly, "Experiencing the mundane world is also a form of cultivation. On this Guanhe Platform, there are heroes from all over the world, all kinds of people, and stories rising and falling. It is of great benefit to my cultivation to be able to observe. Speaking of which, I have troubled Your Highness Yun for your care."

"A small matter, no need to mention it."

Helian Yunyun waved her hand generously, showing her imposing manner.

But then she suddenly lowered her voice, "Your experience in the mundane world doesn't include love between men and women, right?"

Yuzhen: ...

People outside the arena have their own stories.

People in the arena have their own beginnings.

Huang Shelizi glared at Zhao Rucheng, of course only seeing the carvings on the thick bronze mask. The opponent's expression was hidden beneath the mask, and even the eyes were only revealed through a small circular hole, not fully visible.

Her weapon was in her hand.

This was a three-foot-three vajra pestle.

One end was a Buddha's head, and the other was a three-edged sharp cone.

The relief carvings on the pestle body were a set of pilgrimage figures.

The "saint" being worshipped was the Buddha's head at the end.

The entire length of the pestle body was the path of pilgrimage.

There were three pilgrims in total: a beggar, a commoner, and a noble.

This set of metal reliefs covered the entire length of the pestle body, leaving only two gripping positions.

The two gripping positions just separated the three sections of the pilgrimage illustration and divided the vajra pestle into three equal parts.

It is worth mentioning that the Buddha's head at the end was not any Buddha worshipped by mainstream Buddhist sects.

It was carved as a "Yellow-faced Buddha".

This Buddha, of course, was never seen in any legends or Buddhist scriptures, because it was a Buddha created by General Huang Fu of the Yellow Dragon Guard himself.

It is understandable how unwelcome the Yellow Dragon Guard, and even the Jing Kingdom, were to orthodox Buddhism because of this.

This pestle was named "Pudu" (meaning Universal Salvation).

It was originally Huang Fu's personal weapon, with which he fought for many years. On Huang Shelizi's tenth birthday, he gave it to Huang Shelizi. He then commissioned someone else to forge another vajra pestle, which he has been using since then.

There is a widely circulated saying in the Jing Kingdom, "Rather provoke the God of Slaughter than the Pudu."

The God of Slaughter is the weapon of General Zhongshan Yanwen of the Yingyang Guard, and among the Seven Guards of the Jing Kingdom, the Yingyang Guard is the first.

Zhongshan Yanwen's strength is beyond doubt.

It can also be felt from the name "God of Slaughter" how fierce Zhongshan Yanwen's weapon is.

But despite this,

In people's minds, as a weapon, it is not as fierce as "Pudu".

Now, such a vicious weapon.

Was held by Huang Shelizi with one hand, but it didn't feel sharp, but rather had a sense of compassion.

Even Huang Shelizi's fierce eyes looked like a little girl's tantrum.

And Zhao Rucheng, who stood opposite Huang Shelizi, didn't speak and had no eye contact. He just had his fingers slightly bent, and the dark golden sword energy was flowing under them.

The sword energy was like dragons and snakes, flowing between his five fingers.

He liked practicing sword.

He liked it by nature.

He liked it so much that he had to try hard to control it, otherwise he would become strong easily.

Even in his most decadent and self-indulgent days, he would still smile and learn a bit of Jiang Sange's Purple Qi Coming from the East Sword Canon.

The Gengjin sword energy flowing between his five fingers at this moment was one of the many secret methods passed down from previous generations.

It's funny to say.

Those previous generations created a treasure trove, passed down from generation to generation... they were single-mindedly trying to restore their country.

It's unclear how damaged their minds were.

In this boundless world, only the six great hegemonic countries stand side by side. They are called powerful nations, dominating the world.

How many ambitious rulers, wise kings, and unparalleled heroes have failed to replace them.

You have no people, no soldiers, you want to restore your country with just your mouth?

That treasure trove is also quite ridiculous. The world of cultivation is changing with each passing day. Which powerful country's secret arts database is not innovated from generation to generation?

You have accumulated so many secret methods, most of them are already outdated, okay? And a small part of them will not last for a few years. There are only a few that can barely be used -

I only knew after I started learning. A technique as extremely complex as the Great Five Elements Hun Tian Step, it would be a ghost if it weren't eliminated. In another hundred years, it's probably impossible to master it.

Where can you find the pure wind of the Great Five Elements today? If it weren't for Uncle Deng...

Only Uncle Deng has suffered.

Before you die, you leave a letter, saying, "Don't forget the ambitions of your fathers", and I have to spend my life dying.

Before you die, you have to have a child, leave a bloodline, and let your descendants continue to die.

Like you, like your father, like your grandfather.

Go to hell!

I haven't even seen what you look like!

Until he saw that broken finger, Zhao Rucheng had been saying this to himself in his heart. To resist the inexplicable bond of blood, the so-called "hatred of ancestors, five generations of blood feuds".

He was naturally intelligent and unwilling to continue the hopeless so-called "cause", and even less willing to become the continuation of the will of the dead.

He wanted to live his own life, even if it was "meaningless".

Why does life need meaning?

He had no future, the more conspicuous he was, the faster he would die. It was better to just live in a muddled way, and enjoy each day as it came.

Uncle Deng had never asked him to, and respected all his choices...

But after seeing that broken finger, everything was different.

He was too smart to believe himself.

Unable to be like those "fools" and always hold onto hope.

But he finally understood so deeply -

Running away is useless.

The dark golden sword energy flowing between his fingers at this moment has a beautiful luster.

Most people present could only recognize it as a unique usage of Gengjin sword energy, but couldn't see its roots.

It actually has a pleasant name, called...

"Magpie Bridge Immortal".

The battle with Yin Wenhua did not reveal the true nature of this technique at all.

Only prodigies of hegemonic countries like Huang Shelizi have the treatment of seeing its foundation.

Now, he wants the world to know.

The clear light covering the martial arts arena scattered like flowing water. Yu Tu had already announced the start of the battle.

Zhao Rucheng immediately raised his hand and pushed forward!

When strong people compete, they compete in an instant.

Huang Shelizi had already gained momentum, but Zhao Rucheng's Gengjin sword energy had already arrived!

Thousands of dark golden sword qi, after leaving his hand, transformed into sword magpies. Each sword magpie held the tail of the previous sword magpie. Each connection accelerated suddenly.

Thus connected end to end, the sword magpies formed a bridge.

This bridge formed by dark golden sword magpies almost left Zhao Rucheng's hand and landed on Huang Shelizi's body instantly, incredibly fast!

The so-called sword energy forming threads, sword energy condensing into swords, sword energy like flying needles and arrow rain, are just simple applications.

The true mystery of the Magpie Bridge Immortal Gengjin sword energy lies in this "Magpie Bridge" technique!

This technique has a name, called "Meeting at the Magpie Bridge once a year, seeing this move once in a lifetime."

Because after seeing this move, the so-called "lifetime" no longer exists.

How fast was this sword?

Jiang Wang below thought to himself, even if he stepped on Pingbu Qingyun, and swung the sword of the old general in his twilight years, it would not be as fast as this sword!

This sword was so fast...

Huang Shelizi had just raised her hand, and the vajra pestle in her hand, named Pudu, had just tilted its head.

The Magpie Bridge had arrived.

It not only penetrated the distance, but also the qi surrounding Huang Shelizi, and the space for her to react!

The audience almost held their breath.

The Mu Kingdom's prodigy wanted to finish off the opponent with one blow!!

And this...

Of course, it was impossible.

Almost at the same time as seeing the Magpie Bridge.

A translucent, oval, gem-like object appeared in Huang Shelizi's bright black eyes.

It flashed and disappeared.

It was a divine ability, Bodhi.

Many people in the Jing Kingdom knew about Huang Shelizi's divine ability, and of course this information was not unfamiliar to the prodigies from other countries.

The effect of this divine ability is -

"Entering the state of enlightenment."

It can be used for cultivation or for combat.

What is "enlightenment"?

Constantly awake, having new awareness of everything.

More intuitively, under the Bodhi divine ability, Huang Shelizi's combat reaction, combat understanding, opportunity grasping... will be improved in all aspects!

The Magpie Bridge was seen and landed before her.

And when Bodhi appears, everything becomes clear.

Huang Shelizi flipped the vajra pestle, held the handle with both hands, and stabbed the three-edged sharp cone in front of her without hesitation!

Too fast, too decisive!

Almost at the same time as the bridge of sword magpies extended, her Pudu vajra pestle had already stabbed down.

And the sharp tip of the pestle accurately stabbed into a sword magpie three feet in front of her, shattering it and turning it back into scattered, ownerless sword energy.

Why is this stab said to be precise?

Because this sword magpie was precisely the core of the entire bridge of sword magpies, and also the trigger point for Zhao Rucheng's next wave of attack. In other words, the next change of the Magpie Bridge technique was stillborn.

People could clearly see the gorgeous and splendid bridge of sword magpies coming through the air.

The bright yellow robe fluttered behind her. Huang Shelizi held the vajra pestle with both hands, just stabbing at the bridge of sword magpies, showing her athletic figure.

The dark golden bridge of sword magpies and her bronzed skin reflected each other.

And the entire beautiful and dazzling bridge of sword magpies disintegrated before her.

Beauty shattered before beauty.

With just one stab, the Magpie Bridge was cut short!

Zhao Rucheng seemed not surprised.

He made a virtual grip with his left hand, and a virtual draw with his right hand, drawing out a dark golden long sword entangled with Gengjin sword energy. Then he stepped onto the disintegrating bridge of sword magpies.

He came across the bridge.

Before the bridge of sword magpies completely disintegrated, he arrived in front of Huang Shelizi, and the Gengjin sword in his hand was already across her neck!

Jiang Wang's eyes below moved slightly.

The way he slashed horizontally with this sword actually had some of the charm of a fallen scholar, a life-and-death struggle for revenge!

Of course, the actual application method and technique of exerting force were different.

Just like when he learned Chao Yu's Ten Years Hidden Blade Strike, he also learned the artistic conception.

Facing this sword, Huang Shelizi, in the Bodhi state, immediately pulled back the vajra pestle, let go of her left hand, and held the vajra pestle with her right hand, using the Buddha's head to directly strike the opponent's horizontal sword!

This series of actions was simple, direct, and natural, with a beauty that was almost entering the Dao.

And Zhao Rucheng's Gengjin sword was directly struck and scattered, exploding into countless dark golden sword energy!