Chapter 374: I Use Spring and Autumn to Slash Spring and Autumn, Resolving Deadlocks with Death

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Under the flick of the new sword master Xu Fengnian's finger, performing "Severing Immortality," the six top-tier flying swords from the Wu Family Sword Mound—Xuanjia, Emei, Pifu, Huangtong, Jinlu, and Zhaolu—broke through the black-robed old monk's "Sleeve of Sumeru and Mustard Seeds" technique, piercing through the cage and soaring into the sky.

Yang Taisui, whose palm had pinned down the other six swords, lightly flipped his hand as if overturning heaven and earth. Qingmeizhuma, Chunshui, Taohua, Zhuque, and Tai'a could only spin rapidly within two feet of his palm. Even though the sword energy of these six flying swords was like a rainbow, they still could not escape for the time being. However, this ailing old monk's kasaya was also torn by the flying swords, with threads fluttering in the air.

Yang Taisui flipped his palm again, and the range of the flying swords' rampage shrunk from two feet to one and a half feet. After several more flips, he had already bound the six flying swords almost motionless. The black-robed old monk calmly said, "Your Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, originally possesses the rare talent of 'Buddha Embryo, Daoist Root,' which is vastly different from the extraordinary talents found in ordinary martial arts practitioners. Why are you unwilling to progress gradually to achieve the Great Dao, but instead repeatedly take dangerous shortcuts? If you continue like this, how many more times can you afford to squander your power? The vast 'Great Yellow Court Pond' painstakingly cultivated by the old Wudang Sect Master Wang Zhonglou, if only carefully watered and expanded, would transform a small pond into a boundless, vast lake. At that time, one hundred and eight golden lotuses would circulate endlessly, ensuring eternal life, and a sea of qi would surge with one thousand eighty lotuses—what an extraordinary phenomenon would that be? Precisely because Your Royal Highness does not cherish this, but instead acts against the heavens, the pond water has now dried up, the golden lotuses have withered, and only one remains solitary. Does Your Royal Highness still not repent, not wish to turn back?!"

The last two words, "turn back," Yang Taisui roared loudly with a Buddhist Lion's Roar. Xu Fengnian's warhorse, as if hit by a hurricane, repeatedly retreated backward, eventually kneeling to the ground. Xu Fengnian gracefully dismounted his warhorse, slapping the Spring and Autumn Sword's scabbard with his palm. The scabbard arced, and the Spring and Autumn Sword slid out, drawing a large circle before hovering in front of Xu Fengnian. Xu Fengnian walked in front of the warhorse; with this obstruction, the warhorse quickly raised its knees and stood firm. After this long-distance charge, this golden, glittering Ferghana horse, which already possessed a mystical spiritual connection, lightly tapped its hooves, reluctantly turned around, and trotted away, looking back repeatedly over its shoulder.

In the distance, Yuan Zuozong, who was slowly riding his horse just outside the large circle, pressed his Beiliang Saber, which had already been drawn a few inches, back into its scabbard.

Xu Fengnian said coldly, "The two Sword Gods, Li Chungang and Deng Tai'a, have both pioneered new paths. Yet your saints of the Three Religions close their doors and seal their mountains, fearing karma and karmic obstructions. Once tainted, it's like a seed or a weed seed thrown into a rock wall; eventually, it will crack open the cliff. The monk Longshu did not become a Buddha because he chose not to. The abbot of Liangchan Temple has already achieved enlightenment, but he is more concerned with the widespread propagation of Buddhist lands and compassion extending in all directions. Although you, Yang Taisui, have shaved your head and donned a kasaya, in your bones you are still a Legalist, practicing the art of strategic maneuvering. If you were to become a Buddhist leader, that would be a huge joke."

Yang Taisui smiled dismissively, "This humble monk indeed cannot become a Buddhist leader or attain Bodhisattva fruit. But if it's about obstructing you, that's not difficult. Wait until Han Shengxuan arrives at Iron Gate Pass; this is a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. If you remain unrepentant and continue to drag this on, regardless of your cultivation and life, then Chen Zhibao of Beiliang, who has quietly entered the saint realm, will arrive, becoming the slingshot beneath. At that time, Huang Longshi's prophecy would truly come true: 'Making wedding clothes for others, toiling for whom?' Your Royal Highness possesses great wisdom and is a rare intelligent person; you should know that Prince Zhao Kai becoming the King of Shu is always better than Chen Zhibao becoming the second King with a different surname. The reason Beiliang can form a three-way standoff with Liyang and Beimang is due to minimal internal strife. Once the family splits, it will be hard to say. In this humble monk's eyes, Beiliang's true enemies are Zhao Kai, the King of Shu ten years from now, and even more so, Chen Zhibao in the present. Weighing the pros and cons, Your Royal Highness should know how to choose!"

Xu Fengnian shook his head, saying, "That's not how the calculations work."

The black-robed old monk, using his great Buddhist divine ability, had confined the six flying swords, including Zhuma and Zhuque. What seemed effortless was in fact far from as relaxed and comfortable as it appeared. The flying swords hissed and crackled, like thunder and lightning clashing in the high heavens. At this moment, within the small confines of his palm, lay deadly intent.

Just as Yang Taisui was about to speak, Xu Fengnian waved his hand and said, "Your Buddhist sect advocates teaching according to affinity. Although you are my senior, our affinity was long exhausted during that meal of wine years ago. Since that is the case, there's no need to put on a show here. Today, we must reach a clean conclusion."

Yang Taisui, whose withered body seemed unable to fill his black kasaya, said sternly, "Xu Fengnian, do you truly believe this humble monk cannot eliminate demons and evil karma?!"

Xu Fengnian smiled, "Back then, didn't the Imperial Astronomers also use the words 'demons and evil karma' in front of the Zhao Imperial Emperor to describe me, who had yet to be born?"

After saying this, Xu Fengnian took two steps forward. He made the Spring and Autumn Sword the core of the Thunder Pond Sword Array. He joined his two fingers and swiped them across the blade!

The Spring and Autumn Sword pierced into the yellow sand of the earth.

Xu Fengnian muttered, "I use Spring and Autumn to sever Spring and Autumn!"

Yang Taisui furiously exclaimed, "How audacious!"

This youth is so preposterous as to attempt to steal heavenly secrets through this renowned sword by relying on his own luck!

This was the true point of interception!

Xu Fengnian's entire being emanated an aura of golden-yellow infused with purple-gold, visible only to those with discerning eyes, like Tao Manwu. It soared upward with a rumble, drifting through the nine heavens.

The black-robed old monk flipped his palm, yet still could not control the six flying swords, including Zhuma. The latter all simultaneously broke free from his grasp, swept low across the ground, and then paused at a height of one zhang above the yellow sand.

The six flying swords, which had long been eager in the sky, revealed their formidable true forms. They formed a Big Dipper Sword Array with the Spring and Autumn Sword on the ground.

The twelve flying swords then formed a Yin-Yang Dual Primary Sword Array with the Spring and Autumn Sword.

The twelve swords themselves formed a Thunder Pond Sword Array.

Furthermore, using the profound insights taught by Hong Xixiang, the young Martial Uncle-Grandmaster of Wudang, each sword repeated its movements to form a perfect circle.

Yuan Zuozong patted his horse, turned, and retreated.

This battle had nothing to do with him anymore.

After a moment of hesitation, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yuan Zuozong paused and glanced at Xu Fengnian. Then he began to gallop wildly towards the battlefield strewn with corpses, reached out, grabbed a long spear, and charged directly towards the white-robed female Bodhisattva.

As Yuan Zuozong advanced, the red-robed yin creature retreated.

Yang Taisui looked up at the sky, shook his head, and chuckled, "That's quite a grand scheme indeed. But Xu boy, do you really think this humble monk is easy to deal with?"

The black-robed old monk stomped his foot, yet his sole did not even touch the ground, nor did any yellow sand stir. He roared, "Hundred-Zhang Compassion!"

Crushing the jade clasp on his chest, Yang Taisui removed the kasaya, which was as dark as ink. With a flick of his finger, the wide kasaya, like a black cloud, flew upwards from above the old monk's head into the nine heavens.

It rose like a grand canopy from flat ground.

Ancient texts once said that an immortal hand-planted a treasure tree on Mount Zhongnan. It soared a hundred zhang into the clouds, without branches or leaves.

This was originally one of Yang Taisui's secret methods, calculated for himself to resist heavenly tribulations after reaching a hundred years of age. Among the world's most outstanding individuals, who doesn't possess great opportunities and hidden skills?

The kasaya, which was only a bit over one zhang in both length and width, after rising into the air, carried with it hundreds of zhang of rolling black clouds, enveloping the sky above Iron Gate Pass.

Yang Taisui glanced at the elegant young man in the distance. Even this ailing tiger of an old monk, once a high-ranking official who had wisely retreated from power, couldn't help but feel a rush of mixed emotions for a moment; he had truly underestimated him before. Being born into a wealthy family can easily wear down the sharp edge of the younger generation, and when their luck declines, it often stems from this. Back then, Xu Xiao flattened the Six Nations, his achievements unparalleled; that was the first dead end. That woman conceived Xu Fengnian, entered the imperial palace in white, ascended to the pseudo-realm of a land immortal, and became a sword immortal overnight; that was another dead end. Xu Fengnian not becoming a dissolute young master was yet another dead end. Xu Fengnian's twenty years of forbearance, now having mastered martial arts with resentment and hostility in his heart, only tightened the dead knots that had never been untied.

Yang Taisui slowly closed his eyes, his hands pressed together in prayer. "Dead ends can only be resolved by death. However, today, it must be you, Xu Fengnian, who dies first. Amitabha!"

Xu Fengnian allowed the essence of heaven and earth to absorb his entire fortune.

Blood slowly trickled from his seven orifices.

Since he began practicing with sabers and martial arts, and later cultivating swords, how many battles and dangers had Xu Fengnian experienced? He probably couldn't even remember clearly himself. He once caused sword qi to roll like dragons on walls. He once single-handedly shook Kunlun. He once defended a city gate with a single sword. He once killed a Zhi Xuan realm master with a single saber strike.

The space between heaven and earth was repeatedly torn apart and compressed by multiple sword arrays and the kasaya's black clouds.

Whether in Liyang or Beimang, the early winter thunderclaps outside Iron Gate Pass were the most astonishing.

Yang Taisui disregarded the breathtaking phenomena above his head. In the Thunder Pond Sword Array, where sword energy soared to the heavens, he forcefully took a step forward. This step covered two zhang. As he stomped his foot, heaven and earth trembled, causing the iron-hard black rock of Iron Gate Pass's cliffs to continuously peel off and roll away.

The second step covered a shorter distance, still one and a half zhang. He took six consecutive steps, each leaving the imprint of a Buddha's lotus flower on the ground.

The black-robed old monk looked with compassion at the young man, who was now barely an arm's length away. These six steps, combined with his previous stomp, constituted the true supreme Buddhist divine ability of "Seven Steps Giving Birth to Lotuses."

Within the sword array, besides the obvious six large lotuses, countless small lotuses also appeared out of thin air on the ground, as if celestial maidens were scattering flowers, or as if five hundred Arhats were bestowing blessings.

The colossal sword array swayed. This part of heaven and earth seemed like a celestial deity shaking a giant water bucket, with ripples unending.

The seventh step, the seventh lotus, exploded and bloomed beneath Xu Fengnian's feet at the edge of the sword array.

Yang Taisui's face was sallow with a golden hue, and he looked somewhat dispirited. Yet, the old monk persisted, delivering a palm strike that crossed the Thunder Pond Sword Array, ignoring the flying sword guarding the area that cut his arm's skin, and pushed his palm onto Xu Fengnian's chest.

No one noticed a streak of red robe curving in a large arc, arriving gracefully behind Xu Fengnian as he was sent flying backward.

The two bodies passed through each other without any obstruction!

As if two celestial beings had transcended their bodies to roam freely between heaven and earth!

Xu Fengnian grinned. The purple-gold flower bud within him suddenly burst into full bloom, then withered petal by petal, drifting into the waterless pond.

In his left hand, the Spring Thunder Saber.

He had painstakingly constructed the Thunder Pond Sword Array.

He was just waiting for this moment to shatter it with his own saber!

Ever since he became abundant bait for the red-robed yin creature, he had been waiting for this moment of "nurturing in return"!

Losing his Great Yellow Court was like sweeping a house to welcome guests, making the interior spotless. Only then could the small temple accommodate the Dan Infant Bodhisattva.

Within an arm's reach.

Xu Fengnian's saber opened the Heavenly Gate!

He slowly brushed past the motionless black-robed old monk.

The Thunder Pond was destroyed.

The kasaya floated down.

The Dan Infant, floating in front of Yang Taisui, opened its mouth and inhaled. Its two pairs of previously impure golden eyes became even clearer.

Another pair of arms regrew under its armpits!

Xu Fengnian reached up to cover his mouth, blood gushing between his fingers. He slowly walked forward, first reaching the pseudo-realm of Zhi Xuan, then, adding insult to injury, achieving the pseudo-realm of Heavenly Phenomenon by borrowing power. In this life, unless he gets an extraordinary stroke of luck and directly enters the realm of a land immortal, he shouldn't hope to become a peak master.

Xu Fengnian looked towards Zhao Kai, who was stumbling backward into a carriage. "Kill that brat, then fight off Chen Zhibao who wants to reap the benefits, and everything will be worth it."

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