Free Web NovelChapter 1251: Chapter 423 Magpie Bridge_2
Helian Yunyun laughed again, "Speaking of which, Great Master Yu Zhen, why are you interested in the Yellow River Gathering? When Yuhua mentioned in her letter that a Junior Sister would attend, I found it quite unusual. She is a person of steadfast determination; I once thought that all disciples of Xi Yue An were like her."
From the address, it is evident that "Yuhua" is an old acquaintance of Helian Yunyun, while this Great Master Yu Zhen is newly acquainted.
Moreover, Helian Yunyun did not hide her puzzlement. Though they had just met, she was already convinced that Yu Zhen and Yuhua were completely different individuals.
With her black cloak hiding all colors, Yuzhen Nun said softly, "Experiencing the Red Dust is also cultivation. On Guanhe Platform, there are heroes from all over the world, All Beings in various forms, each with their stories, floating and sinking. It greatly benefits my cultivation to observe this. It still troubles you to look after me, Your Highness."
"It’s the least I could do, not worth mentioning,"
Helian Yunyun waved her hand gallantly, showing her imposing spirit.
But then she lowered her voice: "Your Red Dust experience doesn’t include romantic love, does it?"
Yu Zhen: ...
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Those outside the arena have their own stories.
Those inside the arena have their own beginnings.
Yellow Sheri glared at Zhao Rucheng, only seeing the carvings on his thick bronze mask. His expression was well concealed behind the mask, with only a small circular hole for the eyes, making it incapable of being fully seen.
Her weapon in hand.
It was a Demon-Subduing Pestle three feet and three inches long.
One end was Buddha’s head, and the other was a three-edged pyramid.
The relief on the body of the pestle depicted a pilgrimage scene.
The "Saint" referred to in this scene was the Buddha’s head at one end. freewebnoveℓ.com
The entire body of the pestle represented a pilgrim’s path.
The pilgrims depicted included a beggar, a commoner, and a nobleman.
The metal relief covered the whole pestle, leaving only spaces for two handles.
These two handles conveniently separated the three pilgrimage scenes, thus dividing the Demon-Subduing Pestle into three sections.
Worth mentioning is that the Buddha head at the end isn’t any Buddha revered by mainstream Buddhism.
It depicted the "Yellow-faced Buddha".
This Buddha had never appeared in any legend or Buddhist scriptures because it was a Buddha that the Great General of the Yellow Dragon Guard, Huang Fu, created himself.
One can imagine how much the Yellow Dragon Guard, let alone Jingguo, are disregarded by orthodox Buddhism.
This pestle is named "Universal Salvation".
It was originally Huang Fu’s own personal weapon, which he took with him to many battles. On Yellow Sheri’s tenth birthday, he gifted it to her. He then commissioned another Demon-Subduing Pestle for his own use, which suffices to this day. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
There is a saying that is widely spread in Jingguo, "Better to invoke the Killing God, than provoke Universal Salvation."
The Killing God is the weapon of the Great General of the Eagle Soaring Guard, Zhongshan Yanwen, and among the seven Weis of Jingguo, Eagle Soaring Guard ranks first.
The strength of Zhongshan Yanwen is beyond doubt.
Just from the name "Killing God", one can feel how fierce Zhongshan Yanwen’s weapon is.
But even so.
In people’s minds, as a weapon, it is still not as fierce as "Universal Salvation".
Now, such a ferocious weapon.
Is held in one hand by Yellow Sheri, but it does not give off a harsh aura; rather, it conveys compassion.
Even the fierce look in Yellow Sheri’s eyes seems merely like a little girl pouting.
Standing opposite Yellow Sheri, Zhao Rucheng does not speak, nor does he respond with his gaze. Only under his slightly clasped fingers, dark golden Sword Qi moves.
Sword Qi like dragons and snakes, swimming between his fingers.
He loves practicing sword.
A natural affection.
An affection so strong that he needs to restrain himself vigorously, or he might become too powerful too easily.
Even on his most decadent, most indulgent days, he would still jovially learn the Purple Qi Eastward Sword Manual from Third Brother Jiang.
The Geng Metal Sword Qi swirling between his fingers is one of the many secret techniques passed down from previous generations.
It’s actually quite funny.
Those ancestors built a treasure trove, passing it down generation by generation... all fixated on restoring their country.
One wonders just how bad their reasoning was.
In this vast and boundless present world, where only six Overlord Countries stand as the powerful nations dominating the world.
How many heroic sovereigns and extraordinary talents have failed to replace them.
You lack people, lack soldiers, and think you can restore a country just by words?
That treasure trove is also really a joke; the world of cultivation evolves daily, which powerful country’s library of secret techniques doesn’t innovate with each generation?
You collected so many secret techniques, and already a great part of them are outdated, okay? And another small part won’t last a few more years. There are only so few that can still be patched up and used—
And you don’t realize that until you start learning them. Secret techniques like the Great Five Elements Chaotic Sky Step, which demand extremely complex requirements, are bound to be phased out. In another hundred years, it is probable that they will disappear completely.
In the present day, where can one find the pure essence of the Great Five Elements? If not for Uncle Deng...
It’s tough for Uncle Deng.
You leave a will before dying, throwing out a line, "Do not forget the aspiration of our forefathers," and I have to sacrifice my life to fulfill it.
Before my own death, I also have to bear a child, to continue the bloodline, letting my descendants continue the sacrifices.
Just like you, like your father, like your grandfather.
To hell with it!
I haven’t even seen what you look like!
Until he saw that severed finger, Zhao Rucheng had always been telling himself this internally, to fight against the inexplicable constraints of blood ties, the so-called "ancestral hatred and vendetta spanning five generations."
With his inherent intelligence, he does not wish to continue the hopeless so-called "cause," nor does he intend to be a continuation of the dead’s will.
He wants to live his own life, even if it means "living without meaning."
