Volume 7: Looking back at the rivers and lakes, the road ahead is long Chapter 350: Discussing Dao with Sword
Murong Qiudi is dead.
The cold wind was howling and snow was flying all over the sky. In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there was only one person sitting there for a long time, drinking wine from a cup without moving.
Outside the pavilion, by the snow-capped lake, the heads of the major martial arts families, the leading bosses of various forces, and the chief leaders of both the black and white worlds, all stood respectfully, waiting for the unparalleled strong man in the pavilion to come out, reappear in the world, and command the martial arts of the thirteen provinces.
Li Muchan sat alone like a stone with his back to the crowd, looking at the still warm corpse, a barely perceptible weariness in his eyes.
For him, winning or losing now seems unimportant.
But as he watched his old friends, rivals, colleagues, and peers gradually fade away, he felt more of a sense of regret.
But he quickly put this thought and tiredness behind him.
Li Muchan looked at the letter of challenge again, because before the end of this battle, he would be the leader of the Tianxia Alliance, the forever undefeated Li Muchan.
A strong wind blew in, sweeping the letter of challenge into the frost and snow, and into the sky.
Li Muchan's gaze also looked towards the vast sky and earth, as if drifting away with it.
Then, he said nonchalantly, "Since Xie Xiaofeng has sent a challenge, I'll decide the time and place. Pass the word along: ten days from now, at the foot of Cuiyun Peak, by the shores of Green Water Lake, the showdown will take place!"
The clear voice pierced through the wind and snow and reached everyone's ears.
Upon hearing this, everyone was startled at first, then looked at each other in horror, their faces pale.
Sword God Xie Xiaofeng is going to fight with Li Muchan?
After three or four breaths, someone finally recovered from the shock and hurriedly replied, "Yes!"
"Wait," but just as they were about to turn around and pass on the message, Li Muchan suddenly spoke up, "If it's just me and Xie Xiaofeng in this battle, I'm afraid it won't be interesting enough. Spread the word among the martial arts world. All masters in the world are welcome to come and test their prowess. Let's discuss swordplay. The battle period has been extended to thirty days."
The words were so light, but they seemed to have such power that it could shake the world.
Everyone was startled as if they heard thunder.
"yes!"
Then everyone seemed to scatter like stars and rush towards the distance, wanting to spread the news.
Li Muchan's eyes were calm. He slowly tilted the wine glass in his hand upwards, then put the wine into his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.
Since we are going to compete in kendo, of course we have to defeat all the kendo masters in the world to feel satisfied.
This is his last battle, so naturally it must be a thrilling one, without any regrets, and extremely brilliant.
"Send Murong Qiudi back to the Murong family. Xie Xiaofeng will probably want to take another look at her!" Li Muchan ordered again.
"yes!"
In the midst of the wind and snow, someone responded to the call and wrapped the woman's body in cloth with great respect and took it out carefully.
The wind and snow outside the pavilion were still as strong as before. Li Muchan stood up only after everyone had left.
At least those people won't bother him again before the war.
Although he is known as invincible , the times are different now, and the difference is Xie Xiaofeng.
This person is extremely gifted and brilliant, and is considered one of the most talented people in the world in the past few hundred years.
This battle is not without suspense, and it is even dangerous.
"News from the north!" someone on the lakeshore spoke in a deep voice.
Li Muchan stood up and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
The person who came was Xue Qingbi.
Xue Qingbi's expression was particularly solemn. "The old owner of Shenjian Villa has passed away."
"Prince Xie?" Li Muchan was stunned at first, then, as if understanding something, as if realizing something, his eyes flickered, and he sighed, "He's truly ruthless. He's ruthless to others, even more ruthless to himself, and even more ruthless to Xie Xiaofeng... He died at the hands of Xie Xiaofeng's sword, right?"
"That's right." Xue Qingbi nodded heavily. "I heard that in order to force Xie Xiaofeng to come out of seclusion, he sacrificed his life for the sword, and many of the Xie family's disciples also died. The Third Young Master was deeply traumatized by this, and his hair turned white overnight, but his sword skills reached the pinnacle, and it was soaring."
Li Muchan shook his head. "Is it worth it to use the entire clan's strength and give everything we have just to forge a sword of despair?"
Xue Qingbi also sighed, "Xie Longteng and Xie Xiaofeng, both clearly had the qualifications to aspire to the pinnacle, but in the end, one went mad, and the other is almost going crazy too. They're just bored."
After saying that, the man looked at Li Muchan with burning eyes again.
Xue Qingbi also heard what was said just now. Since this person wanted to invite all the sword masters in the world to discuss swordsmanship, how could he be left out?
Only Xue Qingbi himself knew that the martial arts realm that the person in front of him had reached was probably unprecedented and would never be surpassed.
If you miss this battle, you may regret it for the rest of your life.
"I'm here to say goodbye. I plan to concentrate on meditation for a while so that I can fully comprehend all I have learned in my life and refine my swordsmanship." Xue Qingbi said in a deep voice.
The wind and snow suddenly became thicker, blocking out the sky and the sun, and also hiding the figures in the pavilion. Only a voice could be heard softly, "Go."
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The sky was filled with wind and snow. The world was originally silent, but suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps, as if they fell from the sky and landed here.
The man walked on the snow without leaving any trace. From a distance, he looked like a wisp of moving green smoke, and it seemed as if his feet were not touching the ground. His skills were so advanced that they were rare in the world and shocking.
This person came extremely fast. With just a flick of his feet, he was already four or five feet away. He crossed the water when he encountered it and climbed over the mountains when he encountered them. It seemed as if the ravines under his feet had become flat ground and he could roam freely in the mountains, rivers and land.
He just ran very fast all the way, and only when he was far away from Jinling did he steady himself and stop.
As soon as he stopped, the man cautiously shrank behind a large bluestone, and then looked at the child in his arms.
"It's a shame, after so many years of hard work, all that's left is this baby."
This person, of course, is Mr. Bai.
The child in his arms was the flesh and blood of Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng, named Xie Xiaodi.
Because this child is Xie Xiaofeng's illegitimate child, his identity is secret and few people know about it.
Mr. Bai is still amazed by this. He is amazed at Li Muchan's methods. This man obviously did nothing, but when the people in Jinling City heard the three words "Li Muchan", they were all willing to work for him and were eager to take his orders.
Especially when he noticed a kind of light in those people's eyes, a light that worshipped Li Muchan as a god, Mr. Bai knew that Murong Qiudi was going to lose, and lose miserably, with no chance of winning.
He knew that Li Muchan was good at manipulating people's hearts, but he never expected it to be so earth-shattering.
The entire Jinling City seemed to follow Li Muchan's lead.
"I lost because of people's hearts."
Mr. Bai sighed inwardly. In the fighting in the martial arts world, this man came up with such a move. Who could defend against him?
"The ghost master who can control ghosts and gods is indeed extraordinary."
Fortunately, the loser was only Murong Qiudi, he hasn't lost yet.
"With this kid in hand, we have the confidence to regroup. Not only can we use him to hold Xie Xiaofeng hostage, but we can also hand this child over to the one in Yaohu Demon Palace and make other arrangements to form an alliance."
He muttered to himself, weighing the pros and cons, and secretly deciding where to go with the child.
But as he was thinking, Mr. Bai's expression suddenly changed, and then he looked around with some vigilance.
Because he had unknowingly walked into a mass grave.
Looking around, there are countless graves, but the tombstones are all tilted and stuck in the snow.
And in the center of these tombs, there is a black coffin exposed.
"boom!"
The coffin lid flew off with a sound.
The cold wind was howling, the world was solemn and murderous, and in the snow waves, a figure slowly walked out of the coffin.
In an instant, a suffocating murderous aura spread throughout the area.
"Put that kid down!"
Mr. Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in surprise, "Are you... Xie Longteng?"
