Chapter 213: A Cup of Wine From the Peach Blossom Spring Wind, Ten Thousand People Drawing Swords to Send Off the Imperial Uncle (1)
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The multicolored light that burned the sky began to gradually dissipate and weaken. In the late spring rain that washed the world, it was like the last stubborn flame.
When it was completely extinguished, the illuminated sky instantly fell silent.
The cold rain carried the chill of late spring and fell on the ground.
On the square of the Sixth Mountain, the two figures sitting upright were already soaked in rain.
The incomparably huge Sword Qi Bodhisattva disappeared. The Sword Qi of the Sixth Mountain also retracted into the mountain and never appeared again.
A heaven-defying act finally came to an end.
On the stone path of the Sixth Mountain, Li You’an and Hua Jiebing no longer paid attention to An Le, who had completely recovered from his weak state in three days.
The two of them broke through the rain and floated down the mountain, landing on the field.
Before the bean raindrops that fell from the sky could fall, they were distorted by the aura of the two of them and did not water the two of them who were sitting on the ground.
The muscles on the wrinkled face of the old man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Zhao Huangting, moved slightly. He slowly opened his eyes, and the clarity of the world gradually appeared in his eyes.
It seemed that he had succeeded. Zhao Huangting revealed a smile and used the Heart Sword to suppress the Nirvana Fire, snatching his life from the heavens and extending some time.
Even Zhao Huangting was nervous. After all, how arrogant was it to take life from the heavens?
It was already not bad that the heavens did not send down purple lightning to kill you.
Of course, Attained Suzhu was the one under even more pressure. As the one who handed over the Heart Sword, she was the one who really went against the heavens. She would incur the disgust of the heavens. In fact, because she split a portion of her Heart Sword into a split sword, her Primordial Spirit would be extremely weak, and her cultivation would be suppressed to the lowest point in her life.
Attained Suzhu’s beautiful face turned pale. Even with her powerful strength, it was difficult to hide this paleness.
“Master!”
Hua Jiebing opened the oil-paper umbrella and shielded Attained Suzhu from the freezing rain.
The raindrops hit the umbrella and let out a muffled sound. They interwove into a bead curtain that kept falling, forming a huge net of rain.
Attained Suzhu stood up slowly. Her snow-white robe hung down gently, and the mountain fog in the rain lingered around her slender body. Her sparkling feet seemed to support her body as she floated slightly in the air. Zhao Huangting stood up, cupped his hands, and bowed deeply.
“Thank you, Bodhisattva.”
This gratitude was sincere.
After all, dividing the Heart Sword to suppress the Nirvana Fire for him was taking his life from the heavens. To Buddhist cultivators who paid attention to karma, it was increasing the karma on themselves.
The backlash of the Primordial Spirit was a small matter. Most importantly, during this period of time, Attained Suzhu would fall into an unprecedented weakness. She might even accidentally lure out her Nirvana Fire.
Therefore, with his status as the Zhao family’s royal family, the proud Zhao Huangting who could ask the Attained One for help was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart.
If not for their friendship when they were young and he had saved Hua Jiebing in Lin’an, Attained Suzhu might not have been willing to help him suppress the Nirvana Fire at this price.
Attained Suzhu’s face was as cold as snow, and she looked even more otherworldly and elegant.
She formed a Buddhist seal with her hand and bowed back.
“Suppressing the Nirvana Fire is a heaven-defying act. The longer I use the Heart Sword to suppress it, the greater the torture on your soul. When I pull out the split sword, the pain will be unprecedentedly intense…”
“Zhao Huangting, take care of yourself.”
Attained Suzhu looked deeply at Zhao Huangting with a sigh in her eyes.
Zhao Huangting, on the other hand, was rather carefree. “It’s fine, it’s fine. For the last event of my life, pain is nothing.”
Attained Suzhu did not say anything else. She turned to look at Hua Jiebing. “Jiebing, it’s time to return to the Sensory Temple. You should refine your Heart Sword, which is at the limit of the eighth realm, in preparation for breaking through to the ninth realm.”
Hua Jiebing did not refuse this time.
She had already left Lin’an and had cut off most of her ties with the Lin Residence.
Moreover, it was indeed time for her to break through to the ninth realm. Her cultivation at the limit of the eighth realm made her feel her inadequacies and many constraints.
“Master, I’m willing to return to the Sensory Temple.” Hua Jiebing said respectfully.
“Splitting out the Heart Sword to suppress the Nirvana Fire will make Attained Suzhu very weak during this period of time. Only the Sensory Temple is the safest.
“In this world, there are too many people who want the Heart Sword. When the news of Zhao Huangting successfully suppressing the Nirvana Fire spreads, many people who are about to die will definitely have some thoughts when they find out that Attained Suzhu is weakened.”
“There are two other Dharma Masters guarding the Sensory Temple. In addition, the Red Python that has lived for thousands of years naturally makes it the safest place.”
Li You’an added.
However, Zhao Huangting laughed loudly. “Then you’re looking down on this wom… Bodhisattva. Back then, when we walked the pugilistic world together, she still had her long hair and was beautiful. However, many pugilistic tourists who coveted her beauty were ruthlessly killed by her. Don’t think that she’s weak. The weaker she is, the more terrifying she is. Back then, I didn’t expect this woman to become a Bodhisattva.”
Attained Suzhu smiled at Zhao Huangting.
Zhao Huangting immediately shut up. He held his waist and groaned. “Sigh, this seal of Nirvana Fire really feels different. My old bones have really deteriorated. My waist will hurt when I move it slightly. Young An, do you have wine? Give me a mouthful to strengthen my bones.”
Looking at Zhao Huangting, who was shouting and leaving, Attained Suzhu retracted her gaze. Her eyes were as calm as water. “Although Zhao Huangting said that I’m like a demoness, it does make sense. There’s no need to worry..”
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