The rain powder outside occasionally floats in, as if it encounters an invisible force of restraint. It gathers crystal water droplets in front of Li Zhichang. Li Zhichang blew a lightly, and the raindrops scattered on the clean ground, forming a portrait. Lewen Novel

I can't see the face of the portrait clearly, but I stand with a knife in my arms, as if I want to stand up from the ground.

Dugu Feng sighed and said, "Your "The Wisdom Sutra of the Roots of All Laws" has been completed so quickly?"

Li Zhichang said: "I have reached the original state and I have to practice it very simply. This technique is indeed a bit wonderful, but my essence is still the Mingyu Technique. I just want to take it away because I am just a little curious."

Dugu Feng stared at the figure formed by the water marks on the ground and said seriously: "This portrait is the sky sword in your mind. It is scattered in shape and has a spirit. The intention of the sword is between existence and non-existence. It is really terrible." I don't know if the two words "terrible" are talking about Li Zhichang or Song Que.

Li Zhichang waved his sleeves and whispered: "Song Que is enough to be my opponent, there is no doubt. You said we are not a life-and-death battle, so this is the most difficult part. When we reach this point, no matter how life and death are there, how can we get better or worse?"

Dugu Feng shook his head and said, "This is your business, not mine." After that, he disappeared into the wind and rain in a flash.

There was a man in white with long hair shawls. He was looking up at the wind and rain. The rain was covered with the man's clothes. The man never turned around and came in to shelter from the rain. Even though he had not seen the man facing him, Li Zhichang could still feel the man's deep affection for the wind and rain.

Li Zhichang said lightly: "Are you thinking about what life is?"

The man in white slowly turned around. No matter who sees the back of the man in white, he will think that he has a nearly perfect face, but on the contrary, the man in white has a look that is absolutely not handsome and weird and ugly.

He had a face that was extremely narrow and unusual, and all the facial features on it were a disadvantage that no one wanted to have. It seemed like he was squeezed into a pile, making his forehead look particularly high, his chin was slender and his outer cover was a bit sluggish, but his curved nose bridge was not as tall as the previous example, making his eyes smaller and smaller in contrast to his mouth. Fortunately, he had black hair with long shoulders, which harmonized the dissonance between the wide shoulders and the narrow surface. Otherwise, it would be even more awkward and weird.

Li Zhichang chuckled and said, "Someone in the world must know that since the peerless swordsman Yan Fei, the most charming swordsman Fu Cailin has actually been an ugly monster."

Fu Cailin said: "But I know that 'Daojun' will not be surprised. Life is so mysterious. Only by creating different great characters can we create different great people. Beauty and ugliness lies in different experiences, and we do not need to force ordinary people to judge them."

Li Zhichang said: "Did you want to come and see me because you are not sure of winning in a battle with Ye Gucheng? After all, if you die and you are not able to see a superb person like me, it is a pity."

Fu Cailin said in surprise: "This is exactly what I think. To be honest, there are only five people who can sit with me and discuss the truth, and only Ye Gucheng and Daojun have never seen him. Ye Gucheng is about to fight with me, so he can naturally see him, but my life and death are uncertain in the Battle of the East China Sea. It is a pity that I don't come to see someone like Daojun."

Li Zhichang chuckled and said, "I think you are not afraid of regrets but are looking for confidence. Fu Cailin, how long has it been since you started fighting with someone? I'm afraid you'll forget it yourself."

Fu Cailin's eyes were deep on Li Zhichang and he said carelessly: "Martial arts are just a reliance for me to pursue the beauty of life, not what I pursue. However, if I die, Goryeo will find it difficult to continue to exist in this world where the strong prey on the weak. This is also the reason why I cannot die. Taoist is right, I am indeed looking for confidence because I cannot lose."

Li Zhichang was not surprised by Fu Cailin's confession, and could also feel the contradiction in Fu Cailin's heart. He obviously wanted to struggle out of the quagmire in the world, but he had to shoulder the mission of defending the country under the threat of destruction of the country and the destruction of the clan. This contradictory feeling of thinking out but not being able to go out, being able to go in but not being willing to go in is also an obstacle for Fu Cailin to climb to the extreme of the sword.

Just because he can't let go, but he wants to let go, just as he pursues the beauty of life, but still retains his ugly face, which is also a portrayal of his mood. It is precisely because of this sense of contradiction that Fu Cailin cannot reach Yan Fei's realm, and it will never be able to see the mystery of the broken void.

Li Zhichang casually held the Wuchang Sword resting on the stone table and said slowly: "Since I'm here, let me experience Yi Jianzhi well. I believe I won't let you down."

At the same time, Fu Cailin's Yi Jian was slowly unsheathed. When the two of them set out their swords at the same time, the stone pavilion, stone table, and the wind and rain outside seemed to have a wonderful stagnation. The pictures of the heaven and earth were frozen at this moment. The two's eyes collided invisibly in the air, and the first move had begun. Fu Cailin was not unaware that Li Zhichang was on the same level as him. Because of this, Li Zhichang was his best sword test opponent.

Ye Gucheng's sword is a killing sword, while Li Zhichang's sword is a Taoist sword. It is difficult to judge the sword skills of the two, but they are both Fu Cailin's most tempting opponents.

When Wuchang Sword and Yijian's sword bodies were all naked and exposed in the air, Li Zhichang felt that everything around him had disappeared, and he could only see the bright sword edge of Yijian, as if this sword edge was about to open an unpredictable source.

He knew that it was because Fu Cailin was too strong that he was highly focused to deal with Fu Cailin's subsequent offensive. If he thought that Fu Cailin's Yi sword technique was the first to attack others, it would be a big mistake.

Fu Cailin's Yi Jian is not an ordinary layout to drive the enemy into various situations he has already set up, so as to judge the opponent's next actions, but to feel the eternal and unchanging rules of the world, and thus speculate on the opponent's changes between the world, and then to come out of the sword.

The sword emitted thunder sound, and came from the nine heavens. Li Zhichang's first sword had exceeded the speed of sound, and there was no change in attacking Fu Cailin. Only this sword could go down to the next level today, and the number of hands could be no more than the number of hands.

Yi Jian shone with a green halo, drawing out extremely mysterious patterns, and the raindrops all over the sky condensed into a trickle, and incredible streams condensed on the sword edge of Yi Jian's sword. The straight water line accurately shot on the sword tip of the Wuchang Sword, blocking this sword that exceeded the speed of sound. All this happened between lightning and fire, but either of them was slightly weak, and they were seriously injured.

Fu Cailin's sword technique and Ye Gucheng's flying immortals in the sky are both the most beautiful sword techniques in the world. Even Li Zhichang has to admire this. Even though he can imitate the flying immortals in the sky, he will not be able to make Ye Gucheng's unique beauty. (To be continued)

ps:Thanks to the first diving reward
Chapter completed!