Seeking the Flying Sword Path

In the Sheriff's Office.

Monk Hai Sheng was chatting with Governor Song in front of a pair of words.

"Master, your writing has become more flavorful, as if turbulent waves are hitting the shore, and strange rocks are craggy." Governor Song shook his head in admiration, "It's really good, but I think the sense of each word'strange rock' looks very good, and the edge of the pen also has a sense of waves, but overall...but it still lacks that sense of wantonness."

"Yes, yes, yes." Monk Hai Sheng nodded, "I also think it's worse. I've written this 'strange stone' font for so many years, and I always feel that it's not perfect, and the craftsmanship is a bit heavy, and it doesn't feel natural enough! But I think it's perfect for a single character, but it feels a little bit worse when put together. I don't know how to change it. Brother Song, you are a great calligrapher in this world. Can you give me some advice?"

"Haha, the master's calligraphy skills are no less than mine." Governor Song Fuxu smiled and said, "As for the method, you have asked me many times in the past, and I have also mentioned some methods."

"It's useless." Master Haisheng continued, "I was at the beach before, watching the waves crashing against the rocks. I watched it for three years. It's useless!"

Governor Song nodded slightly: "Perhaps at this time, we still need an epiphany."

"A sudden enlightenment, a sudden enlightenment, when will the sudden enlightenment be achieved." Monk Hai Sheng sighed helplessly.

"boom!"

In the distance, when Qin Yun used the flying sword to bombard the formation in the house, although it was quite far from the Sheriff's Mansion, the terrifying fluctuations were transmitted to the Sheriff's Mansion, and ordinary people could not feel it. But Monk Haisheng felt it immediately.

"Huh?" Monk Hai Sheng raised his eyebrows and turned to look outside.

"Master Sheriff, Lord Sheriff." A middle-aged man rushed in and hurriedly said, "There are powerful masters fighting in the city."

"What are you panicking about? Master is here, Young Master Qin is also here, Guangling City will not be in chaos." County Guard Song said indifferently.

The middle-aged man nodded when he heard it. He is the current commander of the personal guard who follows Song Junshou.

Monk Hai Shengda frowned and said, "The battle is about eight miles away from here, and it's quite powerful. In case innocent people are affected, I'll go and have a look first."

"Master, take Song X there. After all, I'm a local parent official." County Sheriff Song said repeatedly, and the middle-aged man next to him also said, "I'll protect the Sheriff." Although the middle-aged man is also in the Innate Void Core Realm, his practice books are so poor that he can't even use flying skills. He can't fly!

"good."

Monk Hai Sheng nodded.

call.

Immediately, clouds and mist gathered, and they flew out of the prefect's mansion together with Monk Hai Sheng, the governor of Song and the commander of the personal guards, and flew towards the direction of the battle.

The flight speed is quite fast.

"Help?" Monk Haisheng also received a call for help from Princess Wufeng. Before Princess Wufeng came to the county guard's mansion, he was quite polite when he saw Monk Haisheng of Yinfeng Temple.

Under normal circumstances, Princess Wufeng would not be an enemy of a patrol angel.

Monk Hai Sheng is a patrolling angel!

"This is the residence of Princess Wufeng, the princess is in danger." Governor Song looked down at the house below, and couldn't help panicking. Their cloud group is also seventy to eighty feet away, and they can see the scene in the courtyard. Now there is a courtyard, many places have been turned into ruins, a purple flying sword is floating in the sky, and Princess Wufeng, who can hit with a flying sword, they call for help.

"Young Master Qin?" Governor Song was surprised, "Why did he attack Princess Wufeng?"

"Fellow Daoist Qin, please stop!" Monk Hai Sheng spoke immediately, and his voice was transmitted to the courtyard below.

...

Inside the house.

When Princess Wu Feng and others were frightened and anxious.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, please stop." A voice came from above.

Qin Yun did indeed stop, and looked up at Monk Hai Sheng, County Sheriff Song and others who flew down from above. Sheriff Song even said, "Young Master Qin, are you making a mistake..." At this moment, Sheriff Song also saw Yi Xiao behind Qin Yun, and seeing the hideous wound on Yi Xiao's face, he immediately understood, "You can sit down and talk if you have something to do."

"We can't talk." Qin Yun looked at Monk Hai Sheng coldly, "Master Hai Sheng, are you going to stop me?"

"Qin Daoyou, I don't want to interfere in your affairs, but this is the princess after all, what's the matter to sit down and talk about it, okay?" Said the monk Haisheng.

"Master, you and I are good friends, but today, I can't give you face." Qin Yun said.

The two are indeed friends.

Monk Hai Sheng is the abbot of Yinfeng Temple in Zhenshan County, and also a patrol angel! And Qin Yun is a patrolling angel of Guangling County, the two counties are adjacent to each other, and the distance is so close, the relationship between Qin Yun and Monk Hai Sheng is naturally closer than that of other patrolling angels. Because they are also watching and helping each other. When encountering monsters and troubles, the patrol angels who are closest to each other at the first time also join hands with each other.

"Let's go." The white-haired old man, Princess Wu Feng and the others secretly wanted to sneak over to Monk Hai Sheng.

call out.

The purple flying sword flashed and stood in front of them.

"It's best not to move around." Qin Yun glanced at them coldly.

Monk Hai Sheng looked at Yi Xiao who was behind Qin Yun, saw the hideous wounds on Yi Xiao's face, couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, I know you are angry, but I don't agree with you to do this. Now, if I make a move, if you can solve it, I won't care about it."

"Okay, I wanted to compete with the master before, but the master has never been willing." Qin Yun said.

"Fighting, killing, and killing, what good is there, fellow Daoist Qin, be careful." Said the great monk Hai Sheng, he waved his right hand.

hum.

His palm was golden, and he slapped it, but a huge translucent golden handprint flew out, and even the sound of Buddhist chanting sounded around him.

"Break." Qin Yun waved his hand, and when the Flying Sword of Fate flew out, it faintly transformed into a sword shadow formed by a large number of raindrops. The power seemed ordinary, but it collided with the huge golden handprint brazenly, and a large number of cracks appeared on the big golden handprint with a crackling sound, and then shattered. The silver flying sword showed its real body and stopped in mid-air.

"What? He's so much stronger than he was against the Black Demon King?" Monk Hai Sheng was surprised. Although this was not a desperate move, it was still 70% of his strength. He didn't expect to be defeated head-on.

Master Hai Sheng put his palms together: "I'm really not as good as Daoist Qin's sword flying skills, so I don't care about it."

"Master, how can you ignore it?" Princess Wu Feng asked eagerly, "You just watched him commit murder here?"

"I can't do anything." Monk Hai Sheng landed aside, Governor Song wanted to say something, but didn't say anything. Didn't you see that even Master Haisheng couldn't stop him?

"Master, you are the most famous for your magic wand technique, and you have the Buddhist supernatural power 'Shenzutong', so it is easy to lead us to escape." Princess Wu Feng continued.

Monk Hai Sheng smiled, but didn't say a word.

"Junior Sister Wu Feng." The white-haired old man beside him said in a low voice, "Didn't you see that? Master Haisheng is standing beside Qin Yun. They are all practitioners from Jiangzhou, or friends!"

"Boom~~~"

Qin Yun was cold, and charged again with his sword.

The white-haired old man cast his whisk and tried his best to support it for a while.

"You, you are all in the same group. The Sky Survey Union will know what happened today! My father will know too!" Princess Wu Feng's eyes were full of madness, "Qin Yun, if you dare to touch me, aren't you afraid of my father's wrath?"

The monk Hai Shengda shook his head lightly: "Stupid."

"Outraged?"

Qin Yun sneered and said, "Princess Wufeng, I know that your Zhongli clan is a thousand-year-old family, and the ancestor of the Zhongli clan is an immortal who has cultivated to the Yuanshen realm! But what about immortals? Don't you know... Heaven has rules! Immortals also have three disasters and nine disasters!"

Princess Wu Feng's face froze.

"Why, do you think I don't understand?" Qin Yun sneered, "I'm a loose cultivator, and I just became a Patrol Angel not long ago, but I still understand the rules."

"In the world, there are so many big monsters in the congenital golden core state, causing disasters everywhere. Primordial gods and immortals don't dare to intervene, why?" Qin Yun sneered, "Immortals are different! Immortals...should not meddle in mortal affairs! The more you interfere, the greater the cause and effect, and the heavier the karma. Although the primordial gods and immortals are immortal, they also have three disasters and nine disasters. If they can't resist it, they will die."

"The world of mortals is poisonous! The rules of heaven are ruthless. Even if tens of thousands of mortals die, immortals will not intervene! Even if some innate golden core realm masters die in battle, primordial gods and immortals will not easily take action. Let alone such a trivial matter like yours?"

Cultivate the three major realms.

Acquired, innate, primordial spirit!

Primordial gods and immortals have long been legends, and Qin Yun used to think that there might be no immortals in the world. But after becoming a Patrol Angel, I know the true face of this world! I understand that those thousand-year-old families, imperial courts, Taoist sacred places, Buddhist holy places, Tianyao Palace, and many forces in the demon world have immortals and demon gods in the primordial spirit realm sitting in their command.

It's just a fight between immortals and demon gods.

But they don't dare to attack a mortal easily, and the more karma they have, the more they dare not do it. Millions of people in Guangling County were grateful for Qin Yun's killing of the water ape monster, and some even gave the Longevity Card to thank and pray for Qin Yun. The cause and effect on Qin Yun's body is not ordinary! Immortals dare to take action... The three disasters and nine disasters that usually make them fear will erupt immediately, and even more terrifying, they may die directly.

Under the operation of heaven.

Practitioners like Qin Yun are also recognized as 'mortals'. Only those who achieve immortality are immortals, demons, and gods!

Acquired and Xiantian realms are still just mortals!

"I, my father has many disciples..." Princess Wu Feng continued to say.

"Don't talk nonsense, just use whatever tricks you have." Qin Yun sneered, before he reached the second level of sword intent, he might still be very afraid of innate golden core practitioners. After reaching a higher level of understanding of the meaning of the Dao of Heaven, Qin Yun wanted to compete with the innate Golden Core Realm.

"boom!"

Whisk's countless silk threads exploded, and it finally couldn't stop it.

bang bang bang~~~

The flying sword swept across, and the white-haired old man vomited blood and flew upside down. Qin Yun's figure appeared in front of Princess Wufeng in a flash, and grabbed Princess Wufeng's neck as soon as he stretched out his hand, lifted her up directly, and stared into Princess Wufeng's eyes: "It's your turn!"