At the entrance of Fengdu Town.
The man standing on the roof of the post station whistled, and a pigeon landed on his hand. He took off a message tube from the pigeon’s ankle, opened it and said, “They are really skilled, they found out that we were waiting for them here, and deliberately took a detour. We have to chase them in the southwest direction.”
“How cunning.” The man who had just been replaced by the Red Crow pulled out the long sword from the ground. “The people of the Thousand Inventions Courtyard are useless, they lost track of them and don’t even know. Boss! Wake up!”
“Let’s go.” The man who was lying in the haystack had already stood up at some point, slung a long sword on his shoulders, his hands casually hanging on it, looking sleepy and impatient. “Get to work.”
On the other side, after shouting “Good” loudly, Jie Qing suddenly put his hands together, standing straight like a Buddha.
It seemed like a very ordinary movement, but it also seemed very extraordinary.
The extraordinary part was that Su Baiyi found that the surroundings suddenly became silent, even the sound of the wind disappeared.
“Is this your Immovable King?” Nangong Xi’er sneered. “They say that the Buddhist supreme skills require a mind free of distractions, mastering one skill thoroughly. Some people only practice one martial art for their whole lives. Up until now, you have used the Flower Plucking Finger, the Subduing Elephant Technique, The Mind, Intent, and Qi Harmonization Technique and the Immovable King, so many kinds of martial arts. With your age, mastering one skill is barely enough, using so many at once, aren’t they all just flashy tricks?”
“One who masters one skill has one way of practicing, one who masters all skills has the mystery of mastering all skills.” Jie Qing said with a smile, “If my Immovable King is really just a flashy trick, why don’t you make a move, miss?”
Nangong Xier was not bothered by Jie Qing Bu Jie Se exposing her thoughts. Instead, she simply said, “Because I don’t like drawing my sword too many times. If something can be resolved with one strike, I never use a second. So I want to wait a little longer.”
“Oh? Could it be that your swordsmanship is learned from that person.” Jie Qing said faintly, “This humble monk is not skilled, but I crossed paths with that person once, and also heard him utter these words.”
“You have met my second senior brother?” Nangong Xi’er asked in confusion.
“I haven’t met him, I lied to you.” Jie Qing said with a laugh, “I don’t know who your swordsmanship master is, I just wanted to trick you, I thought you would be surprised when you heard this sentence, as long as someone has an emotional fluctuation, their whole body is full of flaws, but you seem very calm.”
Nangong Xi’er’s sword lifted up slightly again, and she smiled proudly, “Because senior brother would not say such a petty thing, second senior brother told me before he went down the mountain, he thought for three days and three nights before he came up with a shocking opening remark, he must say it before he draws his sword in the future, that sentence is much more powerful than mine.”
“Oh?” Jie Qing asked, “May I ask what is that sentence?”
“Yours truly.” Nangong Xier, her right hand still holding the sword, suddenly raised her left thumb and pointed it at herself, then towards the sky. “Second in the Academy, first under heaven!”
“What?!” Jie Qing Bu Jie Se exclaimed in shock, his body trembling slightly. “He taught you that sword technique?”
“You seemed very surprised just now.” Nangong Xi’er narrowed her eyes slightly, “But your whole body still has no flaws.”
“Because this senior is indeed worthy of my surprise, I think not only me, but anyone in the Jianghu would not be indifferent when they hear his name. But you and I are different after all, even if my emotions have a big fluctuation, you still can’t find a trace of flaw on me.” Jie Qing returned to his calm and composed appearance, “After all, this is the Immovable King.”
“What is the Immovable King?” Su Baiyi felt that he had only been asking questions these days, but he still couldn’t help but ask another question.
“A Buddhist supernatural power that claims to be invincible and indestructible. It is said that when it is activated, there is no flaw in the whole body, no matter how the sword slashes or the knife chops, it is as immovable as a statue. But as soon as there is a flaw on you, it will move accordingly and kill with one strike.” Feng Zuojun explained.
Su Baiyi lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said, “I have a way to break it.”
“Oh?” Feng Zuojun was stunned, “What do you have in mind?”
“Ride the horse and go around.” Su Baiyi picked up the reins and threw them to the side.
“Ah?” Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling were both shocked.
“Let him be immovable if he wants to be immovable, don’t we still have to hurry?” Su Baiyi said proudly as he waved the reins and rode around the monk for a circle before running forward.
Jie Qing was also stunned. He tried to maintain his calm and composed image of the Immovable King for a moment, but finally couldn’t help but turn his head and chase after him, “Hey, don’t run, hey, don’t run.”
Nangong Xi’er was also surprised, but then she smiled, because the Immovable King was indeed broken, so she finally drew her sword. She only made one sword strike, which tore the air apart. The sound of the sword wind passing by was like the howl of a fierce ghost.
“Just as the legends say.” Jie Qing Bu Jie Se abruptly stopped, turned around, and met the long sword with his palm, pushing it forward with force.
“Is it that easy?” Nangong Xi’er raised her eyebrows, lifted her sword up, and directly pushed the monk back.
Jie Qing retreated step by step, smiling bitterly, “If I had practiced the Prajna Heart Bell as well, I wouldn’t be so embarrassed.”
“Will you retreat or not?” Nangong Xi’er shouted.
“I won’t retreat!” Jie Qing stomped his foot, stopped his retreat, then leaped forward, and came to Nangong Xi’er’s face again, striking a palm.
It was just a palm, but after it struck, it turned into dozens of palm shadows.
“Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm.” Nangong Xi’er swept away all those palm shadows with one sword strike, “It is said that the former head of the Punishment and Law Courtyard, the Holy Monk Wuxu, could really turn one palm into a thousand, but you only have a dozen or so, it’s too shabby.”
“Don’t listen to the folks in the martial world talking nonsense, one palm makes a thousand shadows, when that palm strikes out, wouldn’t the shadow be bigger than a house? Talking big without any evidence!” Jie Qing ‘s back was already soaked with sweat, he didn’t expect that the woman’s swordsmanship in front of him was so strong, he gritted his teeth and struck another palm, this time this palm turned into even more palm shadows.
“Thirty-six palms, is that your limit?” Nangong Xi’er smiled.
“You are wrong, I have thirty-six palms with one hand, and sixty-four palms with two hands!” Jie Qing shouted loudly, then pushed out his left palm.
“Your arithmetic is not bad.” Nangong Xi’er waved her sword and faced him once more.
Up ahead, Su Baiy stopped the carriage and sniffed proudly, “How about it? Is senior sister now in the upper hand?”
Feng Zuojun was stunned and whispered, “This monk…”
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