Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

The breeze caressed gently, and the bamboo forest swayed.

The bamboo leaves that were separated from the green bamboo were flying in the air with the rustling sound, but when they approached the two people in the field, they were cut to pieces by the invisible sword energy.

In the bamboo forest clearing, Su Ying and Fu Nian held three-foot green bamboos and swung them around. The green bamboos had no front, but wisps of sharp sword energy shot out from their hands.

"Fu Nian's swordsmanship has improved a lot, the sword is steady, offensive and defensive." Xun Kuang on the side nodded while stroking his beard and looking at the field, "But Su Ying can always predict the enemy's opportunity, take the initiative and take the initiative. Easily break Fu Nian's sword moves in the most ingenious way. If this goes on, when Fu Nian uses up all the sword moves, he will be unable to resist his upcoming offensive... This is not like the Taoist Tianzong's swordsmanship, but it is better than Tianzong. Zong's swordsmanship is even more exquisite, could it be the new swordsmanship created by Master Bei Mingzi?" Xun Kuang thought in his heart.He originally wanted to take this opportunity to test Su Ying's strength, but now it seems that he can't do it. Tianzong is good at Taoism, but not good at swordsmanship, but now it seems that Fu Nianguang is not his opponent even in swordsmanship. The Taoist genius, who is rare in a hundred years, has achieved this level of cultivation at the age of 15, and his state of mind does not have the slightest youthful impetuousness. He is outstanding and detached, which is rare and precious.Xun Kuang stroked his beard and looked at Su Ying thinking.

With this son here, Taoist Tianzong will inevitably reappear its former glory.

It's really enviable...

Just as Xun Kuang thought, Fu Nian was getting more and more difficult, he felt that the innocent young man opposite seemed to be able to read his mind, always anticipating his sword moves, which made him very uncomfortable.

Finally, Fu Nian found an opportunity, blocked Su Ying's sword, and retreated back. Su Ying did not pursue him, but just stood there and looked at him with a three-foot green bamboo in his hand.

"Senior's swordsmanship is superb, and Fu Nian is hard to beat. The next move is Fu Nian's own creation. It is Fu Nian's strongest move. If senior takes it, Fu Nian will admit defeat." Fu Nian left a three-foot green bamboo horizontally Standing in front of him, with his right hand and his sword fingers, eyes closed and mindful, gathering his inner strength, his hair and skirts move without wind, and waves of air spread from his body to the surroundings.

Fu Nian opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. The three-foot green bamboo in his hand pointed at Su Ying with strong inner strength: "This move is called the Sword of the Holy King, please teach me."

He slashed down with his sword, his momentum was magnanimous, his sword energy was like a rainbow, and he slashed towards Su Ying continuously.

"Well, a sword is like a man, and a gentleman is magnanimous. This kid Fu Nian is really a good seed." Xun Kuang's eyes showed praise.

Su Ying's innocent and handsome face showed a trace of solemnity, he could feel the power of this sword, even if he was careless, he would be injured.

He kicked his feet and stepped back, but he couldn't move as fast as the sword energy could only buy him some time to move.

The shortcomings of Yi's swordsmanship are now manifested. There is no powerful sword move in swordsmanship, and there is no powerful defensive swordsmanship that can block such a powerful sword attack.

Su Ying was a little helpless, so he had to use Taoist Tianzong Taoism to block this trick.

He let go of the three-foot green bamboo in his hand, formed a seal with his hands, and his fingertips had a light blue aura, "Get up." Su Ying gave a light shout, boosting his internal strength, and a Taiji diagram appeared in front of him, with Yin and Yang and two fishes in the Taiji diagram. It slowly rotated like a barrier to block the wave of sword energy in front of Su Ying.

"Destroy." Su Ying pushed the mysterious seal forward with both hands, and the strong internal force rushed towards the Taiji diagram. The yin and yang Pisces in the Taiji diagram turned faster and faster, grinding away all the continuous sword energy like a millstone. into crumbs.

When all of Fu Nian's sword energy dissipated, Su Ying waved his hand and dissipated the Taiji diagram.

"Fu Nian admit defeat." Fu Nian, with a pale face and vain breath, bowed to Su Ying from a distance. This move of the Holy King's Sword Art is his original creation. There are still some shortcomings, and the consumption of internal energy is also extremely amazing. According to With his current internal strength, one move would consume half of his internal strength.

Su Ying also consumed a lot of internal energy, but far less than he did.

Su Ying turned his head to look at Xun Kuang who was beside him. Xun Kuang stroked his beard and looked at him with admiration in his clear and wise eyes: "The move you just made was to combine Tianzong's heart like calm water with ten thousand rivers and autumn water. Let the power of retraction and release of the two mental methods form a means of defense, it is really unconstrained and amazing."

"You won, come with me. Fu Nian, go down and rest first, and think about your gains and losses today." Xun Kuang turned around and Su Ying followed.

"Yes, Uncle Master." Fu Nian bowed to Xun Kuang's back, then turned and left in another direction, and the tranquility and tranquility of the past returned to the bamboo forest.

Xiaoshengxianzhuang, inside the library.

Xiaoshengxianzhuang, inside the library.

"As expected of the famous Little Sage's Village in the Seven Kingdoms, this library fully reveals the Confucian atmosphere of Little Sage's Village." Su Ying stood in the library, looking up and around, looking at the bamboo slips in all directions exclaimed.

Compared with this library building, the Zangshuge in South Korea is simply worthless.

Xun Kuang looked at Su Ying with bright eyes and smiled: "It seems that my little friend is also a person who loves reading."

"The book, the book records the painstaking efforts and thoughts of the sages and predecessors, and it is really a treasure for passing on from ancient to modern times." Su Ying stroked the bamboo slips on the bookshelf and said softly.

"Well said." Xun Kuang nodded in praise, "I never imagined that you, as a descendant of the Tianzong of Taoism, would have such an opinion."

"Everyone has their own aspirations. They seek longevity, but I seek a happy life. I don't want to be famous through the ages, but I have no regrets in my life." Su Ying picked up the bamboo stick next to the wooden frame and stood up to read.

"A dragon among men." Xun Kuang looked at Su Ying who was reading a book by the wooden stand with his back turned to him, shook his head and sighed inwardly, then turned and left.

For the next few months, Su Ying stayed in the library, and his meals were delivered by Confucian disciples, presumably by Xun Kuang's orders.

And Su Ying, who stayed in the library all day, but was not a Confucian disciple, became a figure for Confucian disciples to gossip about.

It was autumn, and one day a disciple brought food to Su Ying and left the library, and met several Confucian disciples on his way.

"Zisu, have you delivered food to that person again?" a Confucian disciple asked.

"Yes." The Confucian scholar named Zisu replied with a sigh. "This man is really delusional. The bamboo slips piled up beside him are as high as a mountain. I think he's about to read all the bamboo slips in the library."

"No way, the bamboo brief in the library is for me to read. I can't finish reading it in 30 years. It's only a few months." A Confucian disciple didn't believe it.

"You didn't see the speed at which he reads... well, I won't tell you, I still have to do things."

ten days later.

Su Ying, who was in the library, put down the last scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, stretched himself, and his bones made a crisp sound.

"Finally finished reading." Su Ying brushed away the long hair in front of him, and looked at the bamboo slips piled up beside him with satisfaction, "System, how many reading points do I have now?"

【14272 points】

Su Ying was taken aback for a moment, "That's all? That's not right."

[Back to the host, the system will automatically deduct [-] reading points to enable new functions. 】

"I'm going, but you ate [-] points, so I'm not right," Su Ying was annoyed, "Can you quit?"

【no way】

"Depend on."

Chapter 32