The apprentice is returned ten thousand times, and the teacher never hides his secrets

Chapter 342
The moment the sword energy of the two sides collided, the sky and the earth vibrated, and a gust of wind swept across the mountains and rivers of hundreds of miles, turning them into dust in an instant.

Such a big movement instantly attracted countless people to watch.

"What happened where?"

"It's such a big commotion, could it be that some rare treasure has been born?"

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

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

The fluctuation of the battle became more and more turbulent. Under the sword fight, the powerful impact instantly separated the two.

"puff……"

A trace of paleness suddenly appeared on Lin Qingzhu's beautiful face, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his state weakened.

With cold eyes, Lin Qingzhu stood up with difficulty as he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Gongsun Baiyu in the distance, his condition is extremely bad at this moment.

That white and flawless clothes were completely torn at this moment, her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered in blood.

"vomit……"

A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, Gongsun Baiyu's face was pale, Xuanyuan sword stuck on the ground, supporting his broken body with difficulty.

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

"No... there is no way I will lose."

"Why, I climbed to the throne of Xiangu Juechen nine times, and after thousands of eons, everyone has cultivated this way."

"I can't lose."

Gongsun Baiyu roared unwillingly, looked at the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, and uttered impotent fury.

"I have Xuanyuan Sword. In this world, no one can defeat me. It is absolutely impossible."

He has gone completely mad, with extreme anger, revenge.

He stood up again, his eyes were red, as if possessed by a demon.

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

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

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

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

Following Lin Qingzhu's cold voice, Gongsun Baiyu seemed to have lost his faith for many years.

Punish the heart.

"Do not……"

With a sound of rage, Gongsun Baiyu completely fell into madness. He is the most amazing swordsman in the world, and no one can question his sword.

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

"Ha ha……"

"My life is up to me, not up to the sky. In this world, no one can defeat me, and neither can you."

When that arrogant voice fell, everyone present was startled and immediately understood.

The battle is not over yet.

Lin Qingzhu re-adjusted his state, took a elixir pill, and instantly recovered to full state.

However, the stamina of the battle just now has not dissipated, and it is still unable to reach the most prosperous state.

As for Gongsun Baiyu, after seeming to be enchanted, his aura became even more astonishing.

In his hands, the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to have exerted dozens of times its power.

"Mending Heaven Sect, haha..."

Laughing wildly up to the sky, Gongsun Baiyu slowly lowered his head, and suddenly... a burst of golden light bloomed, covering the entire sky.

Crazy power poured in, and the whole world was plunged into extreme fear.

"What kind of sword art is this?"

Standing above the Nine Heavens, Lin Qingzhu grasped lightly with his jade hand, trying to catch the wind blowing by.

I only felt a sense of sadness and desolation, and there was an endless sense of weeping in my heart.

In an instant, it seemed that a thought flooded into my mind, and the tragic scenes reappeared one after another.

Lin Qingzhu's face turned pale in an instant, and the scene that appeared in her mind was the scene of the hundred-mile mountain fire and the 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!"

"It's the law of emotions."

Zhao Wan'er, who was below, saw the mystery of Gongsun Baiyu's sword at a glance, and her heart tensed up.

She is well aware of Lin Qingzhu's inner pain, which is the last thing she wants to accept, and it is also the deepest secret in her heart.

She wanted to be strong all her life, and never showed weakness in front of others, but how many times, in the middle of the night, Zhao Wan'er could see her silently guarding the window, looking at the moon, thinking of her deceased relatives.

When Zhao Wan'er discovered the secret of Gongsun Baiyu's sword, she panicked completely.

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

"Senior Sister! You have to hold on."

Zhao Wan'er was so anxious that she cried silently in her heart.

She really wanted to make a move, but this was a fair duel. If she intervened, it would ruin the reputation of Butian Sect and Lin Qingzhu's life instead of self-destructing the signboard.

She was helpless, and she put herself in her place and thought about it, if she was the person above at this time, would such a thing not have happened?

Lin Qingzhu was deeply in endless grief, infected by that emotion, a drop of tear ran across his cold face.

"Father...Mother..."

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 for her.

No one expected that Lin Qingzhu would have such a weakness, maybe Gongsun Baiyu hit him by mistake.

The situation of the battle began to turn around, and Gongsun Baiyu also laughed arrogantly after seeing Lin Qingzhu gradually lose himself.

"Ha ha……"

"As long as one is a human being, it is impossible to be separated from the seven emotions and six desires, even immortals are no exception.

I have explored countless times in the dark, and after all kinds of hardships and tribulations, I finally realized this sword. "

"Originally, I wanted to keep this sword and wait for the final competition before using it. I didn't expect to be forced out by you 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 his eyes. Facing Gongsun Baiyu's voice, Lin Qingzhu didn't seem to hear anything.

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

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

"Thousands of faces?"

"Master once said that a thousand people have a thousand faces. If you look at the heart through the surface, you can see the real world of a person."

"Tao can be Tao, very Tao, Tao is the Tao of ruthlessness, and it is also the Tao of sentient beings."

"The Tao follows nature. Between the trade-offs, one needs to be able to take it up and let it go."

The image of defending Taoism with Master on Zixia Peak continued to flash in my mind.

It was the first time for Lin Qingzhu to face up to his own heart, and he also discovered his own shortcomings.

Yes, she is still an immature girl after all, her inner obsession is too deep, no matter what, she likes to grasp with both hands, and refuses to let go of anything.

"A mirror can reflect two faces, one for good and one for evil."

"The highest esoteric meaning of Taoism is to choose and give up, and only if you give up can you gain..."

Whispering in his mouth, Lin Qingzhu's confused eyes seemed to brighten up again.

"I understand!"

(End of this chapter)