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Chapter 22: The Calculator Says The Omen(1/2)

The sword in Wu Daozi's hand was very simple, just like an ordinary iron sword that could be seen everywhere. Li Mengzhou conservatively estimated that it should cost less than five taels of silver.

Things like swords have always been very expensive, or because iron itself is not cheap, the price of stronger materials will naturally double. Therefore, even the most ordinary iron swords are only a few taels of silver, which cannot be cheaper.

Because Wu Daozi is not a sword cultivator, he doesn’t have to be too harsh about the sword, as long as it is easy to use.

Li Mengzhou performed the sword ceremony very seriously, and the black green sword shadow slashed towards Wu Daozi.

Before the battle, Li Mengzhou could maintain the etiquette he deserved to his predecessors, but after the battle began, he only had an opponent left in his eyes.

The grass dances on the sword.

The breeze blows the music.

The leaves were very excited to beat.

However, the battle of practitioners is not a fairy tale, and all good things will eventually be broken.

The sword edge shattered the grass.

The breeze turned into a violent whirlwind.

The trees trembled in fear and swayed left and right.

Li Mengzhou's sword intent is very domineering. Perhaps because he devoured the three swords on the sword cliff, sword cultivators in the same realm will basically be suppressed by this sword intent. Even if the opponent is not a sword cultivator, if he does not have absolute power, he will not be able to offset this sword intent.

Naturally, he didn't think about killing Wu Daozi, and this sword intent could not be achieved. In his perception, Wu Daozi's practice was definitely not in the three realms.

As it turns out, this is indeed the case.

Facing Li Mengzhou's indomitable sword intent, Wu Daozi looked very calm.

He held the sword in his hand tightly, and he was in the sword intent storm. His gray robe sounded and fluttered backwards. Although his gray hair was not as rare as it was too exaggerated because of his age, it was not as luxuriant as it flew.

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword roar is passed down from all directions.

A new storm formed on the flat ground, centering on Wu Daozi, constantly bombarding the sword intent of Li Mengzhou that wrapped him.

Li Mengzhou was secretly surprised.

Although he never thought that Wu Daozi would be weak in his cognition, he was still shocked to see the other party's strength with his own eyes.

But this did not dispel Li Mengzhou's fighting spirit, but instead made him more excited.

He used all the sword skills he could use.

The beasts in Udon Mountain felt the terrifying aura of these two collisions, and they were alert, either hiding in their nests and not daring to emerge, or burying their heads in the grass and pits. The beasts operating in the mountains also fled in horror, as if howling like ghosts resounded throughout Udon Mountain.

The movement of the beasts rushing was huge, and the rumbling sounded like thunder.

But none of this will affect Li Mengzhou and Wu Daozi who are fighting in the storm.

If you are just two practitioners who inherit artistic conception, you will naturally not cause such a big deal. In the world of practitioners, you can only barely get the title of master.

But after all, the great monks of the fourth realm are already on the high mountain in the world. Except for those talented cultivators, every practitioner who enters the fourth realm has spent decades or even longer. Compared with this, the cultivation of Chengyijing is generally considered very high, but in the eyes of most people, a real cultivator can kill Chengyijing monk with just a wave of his hand.

A genius boy who is close to the peak of inherited artistic conception and an old man who doesn’t know how high his realm is, although fighting with all his might will not destroy the entire Udon Mountain, it is also very easy to cause great turmoil in Udon Mountain.

The tremor of the earth could still be felt in a carriage that had left Udon Mountain and headed towards the capital. Although it had become very slight, ordinary people could not even feel any changes.

However, the weakest cultivation sitting in the carriage is in the Chengyi upper realm. If it weren't for the distance too far, they wouldn't have ignored the storm that rolled up in Udon Mountain.

Ye Jinyu's expression was very serious. He forced the carriage to stop and looked back at the movement in Udon Mountain.

It was hard for him to imagine that with Li Mengzhou's strength, he could fight Mr. Wu to such an extent.

"I feel more and more about Li Mengzhou being a monster. Although it is strange that I can't sense how strong that Mr. Wu is, but for this reason, Mr. Wu must be very strong. Li Mengzhou is just the cultivation level of the upper realm. Even if Mr. Wu may not be very serious, it is terrifying enough to make such noise."

Jiang Zihua patted his chest lightly, and he really didn't know whether he should envy Li Mengzhou or be happy for him. No matter what, Li Mengzhou is a disciple of the Sword Academy and his junior brother. His junior brother is powerful. As a senior brother, he also has a glory on his face, but it is not a happy thing to be surpassed by his junior brother.

Because of laziness, Jiang Zihua has been at the peak of inheriting artistic conception for a long time. I believe that if you want to break into the four realms, you will be willing to work hard, but it all depends on his high enough qualifications. There are too many practices in the world that have reached the peak of inheriting artistic conception early, but due to insufficient qualifications, you can't cross that threshold in your life. Even if you can cross it, you are already very old.

Jiang Zihua naturally would not have such concerns. If his qualifications were not high enough, he would not be as special as in the outer courtyard. As long as he wanted to, he could enter the inner courtyard to practice at any time.

......

The center of the sword intent storm.

Wu Daozi observed the inexplicable aura that lingers around him very seriously, and said with some emotion: "Maybe you are indeed a genius of cultivation. Fortunately, I accepted you as my disciple without impulse at that time, otherwise I would probably ruin a future strong man in the world."

He knew that it was impossible to teach any excellent disciples. Everyone had their own good things. Wu Daozi was the worst at teaching his disciples. If he was given a disciple with high qualifications in cultivation, it would be possible that this would really make a genius with potential to reach the peak and could only linger at the bottom of the peak.

The most important thing is that he does not have any powerful supernatural powers to teach Li Mengzhou. No matter how high a young man has the qualifications to practice, it is difficult to maximize his qualifications if he does not have the opportunity to come into contact with advanced methods. It is just a misleading child.

Li Mengzhou grew up to a point that he couldn't believe in just a short time.

Whether he had a little liked Li Mengzhou or the relationship between Li Mengzhou and the eldest daughter of the Ye clan, Wu Daozi had reason to be relieved of this young man, after all, he had witnessed the rise of a genius boy.

But this doesn't mean he will lose this fight.

Wu Daozi's expression quickly became serious.

He slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Then he gently stroked into the air in an understatement.

The surging storm stopped like an illusion.

Then it seemed like a flash in the pan, dissipating silently.

Li Mengzhou was shocked.

He groaned and took several steps backwards.

He looked at Wu Daozi in shock for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Wu is indeed a masterpiece, I am not your opponent."

Wu Daozi put the sword in her hair, carried her hands on her back, and said, "I just won because I have more experience than you. If I were at your age, it would be impossible to win you."

He thought carefully and said, "You don't have many shortcomings, but you're a little aggressive, maybe it's out of your confidence, but sometimes this is not a bad thing, and it's good to pay more attention in the future. After all, if it's a life-and-death battle, it's a very deadly thing."

Li Mengzhou knew about his problems, but to do something, he always had to bet on the gamble. Perhaps this style of conduct has also become a potential habit. He felt that there was no need to make deliberate improvements, but it was a good thing to pay a little attention.

After all, no matter what you have to do, the premise is to live well first.

In order to live better, it is not necessarily a bad thing to live a better life, nor is it a cowardice.

Although he suffered a crushing defeat under Wu Daozi's sword, Li Mengzhou also made him more clear about how far his current strength is from a real master. He didn't know whether he could beat Wu Daozi if he broke into the peak of the artistic conception. The main reason was that even if he had fought with Wu Daozi, he still couldn't see through the other party.

Out of this curiosity that was almost stumbled, Li Mengzhou asked: "Mr. Wu is a great monk in the fourth realm?"

He was very sure that Wu Daozi had not broken into the fifth realm, although this was unreasonable, it was just a feeling that he had seen a true powerful force in the fifth realm. There was one in the Ligong Sword Courtyard. Compared with Xue Wangyou, Wu Daozi was indeed not like a person who broke into the fifth realm.

So he had reason to guess that Wu Daozi might be a great monk in the fourth realm, and he was not very clear about the specific stage at which stage he was.

However, Wu Daozi's answer made him feel incredible.

"If you ask me about my current level of cultivation, to be precise, I am just at the peak of my artistic conception."

Li Mengzhou was silent for a long time, thinking that Wu Daozi might be joking with him. Although he didn't understand what the meaning of this joke was, perhaps in the hearts of the elderly, this kind of joke was very interesting.

Even if Li Mengzhou didn't say anything, Wu Daozi could still understand what he was thinking, shook his head slowly, and said seriously: "I'm not kidding, at least now I am really just the peak of my artistic conception."

Li Mengzhou's mouth twitched. Although this incident was hard to believe, it was the first time he saw Wu Daozi. The pressure and feelings the other party put too deep. In his subconscious, he had never doubted the identity of Wu Daozi's strong man.

"You said now... Could it be that Mr. Wu was not in this state before?"

Although he was a little surprised by this unexpected answer, he still discovered the unusualness in Wu Daozi's words.

Wu Daozi was silent for a moment, as if he was recalling something.

"I used to be a monk in the mountain gate, and I am also a leader in the mountain gate. Of course, there is a big gap between them and those rare monsters in the world. In the world of cultivators, fighting and killing is very common. The two practice sects have become enemies because of certain things, and there is nothing to be surprised about."

"The mountain gate where I am was also destroyed. I was just lucky and survived by luck, but I was seriously injured. Perhaps the day I escaped and had run out of my luck, and my injuries did not improve. Although I had no worries about my life, my state fell."

Li Mengzhou said suddenly: "So Mr. Wu's current cultivation level is only at the peak of inheriting the artistic conception, because he fell into the realm because he was seriously injured."

Wu Daozi nodded and said, "When the mountain gate was destroyed, my status was second only to that of the sect leader. Although I had not broken into the fifth realm, I had reached the peak of the fourth realm. However, once I fell into the state, I had fallen to the third realm. Because I had damaged the Qihai, I fell into the state so much, and it would be difficult to recover in this life."

"Precisely because I was originally in the fourth realm, even if I only have the cultivation level of the peak of the artistic conception, ordinary cultivators in the third realm are far from my opponent. So although I defeated you, it is only so. If it is really a life-and-death battle, although I may not lose, it will definitely be difficult to kill you."

Li Mengzhou remained silent.

He never thought that Wu Daozi had such a past, and falling into the realm was a terrible thing, especially those with higher realm, the more afraid of the torment of falling into the realm. Anyone who was injured by the Qi Sea could only rely on great opportunities to break the realm again.

But opportunities in the world are not so easy to encounter, and ordinary small opportunities can't play any role. "Mr. Wu is now a guest of the Ye clan. Although the Ye clan is only a secular clan, he is rich enough to rival a country and has a very respectful status. He can't afford to offend ordinary practice sects. Haven't he ever thought of avenging that mountain gate?"

Wu Daozi sighed lightly, shook his head and smiled, "Revenge is something that only young people will do, because they have enough time and energy to do anything for this goal."

"Don't say that I'm old, I don't think about it. The problem is that the mountain gate is no longer there. They can destroy my mountain gate, and a stronger mountain gate can naturally destroy his mountain gate. The world's cause and effect rotation is nothing more than that."

Li Mengzhou suddenly felt that Wu Daozi's experience was very similar to his own, but the two people's choices were different. Maybe it was just because he was very young and he had a lot of time to become strong, strong enough to take revenge.

But Wu Daozi is old, and falling into the state makes it difficult for him to have room for progress, and he no longer has the goal of revenge.

Li Mengzhou looked at the scenery of Udon Mountain. The sun was already hanging on the top of the mountain and was about to go down. The brilliance of the sunset shone on the earth. The entire sky was orange-red, which was very beautiful.

He frowned slightly and suddenly remembered something.

He really wanted to know where Ye Sangyu was buried. The first choice for the answer was naturally to ask Ye Jinyu, but he might not have to ask Ye Jinyu, not to mention that the other party did not cooperate. As the guest of the Ye clan, Wu Daozi seemed to know the answer he wanted to know from him.

However, Wu Daozi was not clear about this matter, because Ye Sangyu's burial was very low-key. Not to mention that Wu Daozi was just a guest official, even though he had a high status, even many of the direct elders in the Ye clan did not know about it, so he had no chance to contact him.

Li Mengzhou was not angry, but just kept his target on Ye Jinyu.
To be continued...
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