Chapter 446 Worshipping the Tao

In the flash of spiritual light, the spiritual whirlpool driven by the two sword lights had hit Tian Changkai hard. A spiritual light shield that was several feet deep suddenly appeared on his body, which could barely block the two spiritual whirlpools.

At this moment, Tian Changkai's face turned pale with fear, and he had not even had time to use his magic weapon.

However, the attack power of the two spiritual vortexes was surprisingly strong. The aura shield on Tian Changkai's body could only withstand it for a blink of an eye before the aura was shattered by the impact.

A crackling sound came from Tian Changkai's body. When he looked closely, he saw that the clothes he was wearing burst into pieces, revealing a light yellow armor magic weapon inside.

The armor magic weapon had been shattered inch by inch at this time, scattered from its body, and those that had not yet hit the ground were crushed into pieces by the whirlpool of spiritual power.

Tian Changkai was so horrified that he hurriedly dodged out of the formation without even caring about the magic weapon being sacrificed.

But the two puppet swordsmen were like ghosts of tarsal bones, their indifferent faces full of ruthless murderous intent, and the sword light was concentrated and stirred to slash towards Tian Changkai again.

"Hmph!" Yan Fu raised his big hand slightly, and a khaki light suddenly escaped from his sleeve and rushed towards the two puppet swordsmen.

With a loud bang, the Tai Chi pattern-shaped spiritual power vortex condensed by the two puppet swordsmen collided with the magical magic weapon displayed by Yan Fu, and a deafening roar of magic power erupted. The commanders who were fighting outside the formation were all shocked and flew back. Even so, a few people were so shocked by the mana fluctuations that they vomited blood and turned pale.

The whirlpool of Tai Chi-shaped spiritual power was instantly defeated by the yellow light. The two puppet swordsmen both stepped back, raised their swords, and began to move again. They were actually preparing for the second round of attack. This was unprecedented. It showed the powerful momentum of killing those who broke into the formation.

The yellow light condensed and revealed its true appearance, but it was an earth-yellow turtle shell-shaped magic weapon.

Yan Fu frowned and seemed puzzled by the change in front of him. However, he did not show the slightest hesitation. He made a gesture towards the tortoise shell magic weapon with one hand. The tortoise shell instantly turned into the size of a hill and slammed into the two puppet swordsmen. At the same time, Yan Fu's big hand Grabbing forward, a large earth-yellow hand made of condensed mana was instantly formed. It penetrated into the formation and grabbed Tian Changkai, who was seriously injured and dying after being shaken by the spiritual power wave, and pulled him from the Tai Chi Liangyi formation. out.

After all, the two puppet swordsmen only had the strength of the middle stage of the formation of pills. Under the bombardment of this turtle shell-shaped magic weapon, the aura suddenly disappeared from the formation, and the aura in the Tai Chi Liang Yi array also disappeared, revealing The blue stone comes.

Yan Fu frowned and took back the magic weapon, raised his finger, threw out an earthy yellow pill, and threw it into Tian Changkai's mouth without any explanation, and then said to Yan Jing next to him: "Get him away. Huh, if it weren't for you, I would Commander of the Intermediate Team, you have to participate in tomorrow’s assessment battle, so I don’t care about your life or death. Do you understand the meaning of what I just said?”

Tian Changkai swallowed Yan Fu's earthy yellow pill, and his face gradually regained a trace of color. He glanced at the Tai Chi Liangyi Formation with lingering fear, and then said to Yan Fu gratefully with fear on his face: "Thank you, senior, for saving my life." kindness!"

"Let's go, I still want to see if Wu Yan can understand other sword intentions, but I don't have time to pay attention to other things." Yan Fu waved his hand, took a step, crossed the Tai Chi Liang Yi array, and disappeared into the depths behind the array. In the stone forest.

Yan Jing frowned and asked the other commanders: "Which of you can send Commander Tian back to the Liehai training camp? I have to host the Dao Discussion Conference, and I can't get away."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one came forward. In the end, Lu Qian, who still looked gloomy, bowed his hands to Yan Jing, supported Tian Changkai, and left here sadly.

Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ignored the other mid-level team leaders who were still unwilling to leave. He also took a direct step, crossed the Tai Chi Liang Yi Formation, and disappeared into the deep stone forest behind it.

The strange thing is that when he entered this time, he did not trigger the slightest reaction from the formation. It seems that the Yan family has indeed found a way to enter the formation without triggering it.

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Naturally, Wu Yan didn't know everything that happened here. Of course, even if he knew, he had no interest in taking care of it.

His attention was now focused on the ruins of a great avenue left before him in the endless years.

At this time, all the commanders who were able to break through the formation and come in were standing in front of this ancient ruins, looking at the place with solemn expressions.

Standing at the end of the stone path, Wu Yan had a panoramic view of everything inside.

Eight dilapidated thatched cottages are located in all directions. They seem to have gone through endless years, but they still stand firm in the center of this dense stone forest.

Wu Yan looked at the thatched cottage at the end of the stone road with calm eyes. The familiar and friendly atmosphere rushed to his face, making Wu Yan feel as if he was home.

At this moment, Wu Yan's eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, recalling the only school thatched cottage in Wujia Village in Wujiagou when he was young. At that time, he was still a taciturn farm boy. Although he was taciturn at that time, in his little heart, he fantasized countless times that one day he would be able to stand out and let his father, mother and younger siblings live a carefree life.

In order to change his fate, he often took the opportunity to graze the buffaloes of the landlord Wu Laocai's family on the hillside of Wujiashan. Then, he quietly returned to the village, with great piety and admiration, and ran back to the thatched cottage of the village school. He lay outside the adobe fence of the cottage, dodging and watching the teacher who was giving lectures in the cottage, and watching those wealthy young people in the village, babbling with the teacher to recite some poems that he couldn't understand.

At that time, he had silently followed the poems that he couldn't understand countless times in his heart.

At that time, he wished that he could sit in the cottage like those rich young people, and study poems with the teacher, shaking his head, and one day he could make a name for himself with this knowledge and fight for a bright future.

Unfortunately, their family was very poor at that time, and the five of them lived in two very small thatched houses that were leaky on all sides. His father worked as a farmhand for Wu Laocai's family, and he, who was only eight years old at the time, had already become a cowherd for Wu Laocai's family. His younger brother Wu Shan was only two or three years old and could not walk very well, and his younger sister Wu Duo had just been born. The family's living rations depended entirely on his father's work as a tenant farmer for Wu Laocai's family and his own earnings from herding cattle for Wu Laocai's family. Where was the extra money for him to study?

The thatched cottage in the village middle school at that time was the most sacred place in his mind. He had cried countless times when he dreamed at midnight. He dreamed that he was sitting in the thatched cottage, devoutly following the teacher to learn poetry and literature.

That kind of emotion was always deeply buried in Wu Yan's heart. It was a kind of admiration and desire for knowledge, future, and destiny.

But all this had long left him.

However, at this moment, when Wu Yan saw the dilapidated thatched cottage in front of him, he was somehow awakened to the emotion and desire buried in his heart.

Wu Yan's eyes gradually moistened as he stared at the thatched cottage in front of him. An emotion he had never experienced before filled his heart and flowed through his mind.

This was an admiration and desire for the unknown and the Dao.

Wu Yan suddenly understood what this thatched cottage was for.

This thatched cottage was where the great monks of the Dayan Sword Sect preached and taught thousands of years ago.

Presumably, the thatched cottage at that time should have been brand new. Presumably, it was surrounded by disciples of the Dayan Sword Sect who were eager to understand and learn the Dao. They knelt devoutly around the thatched cottage, quietly listening to the teachings of their predecessors, and devoutly understanding everything related to the Dao.

Other leaders of the order had already been eager to find the stone pillars engraved with sword marks, and their eyes were eager to explore them, as if they could not wait to comprehend the sword style and sword meaning on them immediately.

Even the genius youths of the four major sects were eager to check the 49 stalagmites in the Dayan stalagmites forest.

At this moment, only Wu Yan, with moist eyes, walked to the dilapidated hut step by step, with a calm face, and knelt down devoutly towards the hut, with his eyebrows touching the ground, prostrating himself with his eyes closed, quietly listening to the truth of the Tao that echoed in all directions of the hut thousands of years ago.

When cultivating the truth and seeking the way, always be in awe. Don't cultivate the way of the next life, just wish to exist with the Tao.

Wu Yan lay quietly on the ground, completely forgetting everything around him.

His strange behavior immediately attracted the attention of many people. However, when everyone found that he was actually kneeling devoutly and prostrating himself towards the dilapidated huts on all sides, pretending to listen, many people laughed loudly.

"Is this guy crazy? Since he was so lucky to break into the formation, he didn't come to comprehend the sword style and sword art on the stone pillar, but instead he lost sight of the main point and knelt down in front of the dilapidated thatched huts." It was Tang Huang's voice. He seemed to have finally found an opportunity to tease and laugh at Wu Yan.

"Haha, Brother Tang, you are wrong. Maybe there are some traces of sword style and sword art left by ancient sword cultivators in these dilapidated thatched huts? Haha, but for people like us who are so stupid and dull, I am afraid we don't have the opportunity to comprehend it. What a pity, what a pity." This person was Yun Chuang. He said it was a pity, but his face was full of sneers.

Many commanders who had a grudge against Wu Yan gathered together and deliberately followed Wu Yan, watching him kneel down devoutly in front of the dilapidated thatched huts, and laughed at him even more unscrupulously.

Xuanyuan Jie, Shi Wuming, Xiao Xuelian, and Xie Yunya were also startled by the noise. They all looked at Wu Yan, and as he worshiped piously and solemnly, they gradually turned their gazes to the dilapidated hut that they had automatically ignored.

Wu Yan seemed to be oblivious to everything outside of him, and never looked at anyone from beginning to end. Only after he finished kneeling in front of the last dilapidated hut did he stand up, wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighed, and bowed to the tallest round stalagmite column in the center: "Junior Wu Yan, I am fortunate to come to the core of the Dayan Sword Sect today and admire the eternal style of the predecessors. I am lucky! If I can get the great way, I will definitely revive the Dayan Sword Sect in the future. If I violate this oath, I will be punished by heaven!"

After speaking, he suddenly saw eight green spiritual energy rising from the huts in all directions, rushing towards Wu Yan.