Chapter 108: A Sword Comes from the East, a Fairy from the Sky "Ha ha……" In the cabin, Shan Wanjing, with a pair of bare white feet, holding the sword and package she had just summoned, stood in front of Ouyang Feng with an obedient look on her face, laughing dryly to cover up the embarrassment of being caught on the spot. After catching up with the speedboat, she had no intention of getting on board immediately, lest her master order the speedboat to turn around and send her back to the island because they were not too far from Ryukyu Island. Therefore, she used her true Qi to attach her hands and feet to the hull of the stern, intending to endure hunger and stay ashore for a day and a night, and then go up after the ship was far away from the Ryukyu Island. As a result, just after she hid for a short while, a thin black iron chain was thrown down from the stern of the ship and hung right next to her. She tried to pretend she didn't see it and planned to move slowly to another place, but the gentleman poked his head out from above and looked at her with a half-smile without saying a word. Seeing that she had been caught by the gentleman, Shan Wanjing had no choice but to grab the thin iron chain and let the gentleman lift her onto the boat. now. Ouyang Feng sat on a chair, holding a teacup, looking at Shan Wanjing in front of him. The tight sharkskin water skirt clearly revealed her graceful curves, especially her pair of long and beautiful legs with amazing proportions, which made the tight water skirt particularly eye-catching and gave people a feeling of being as graceful as a crane.
Only the round shark skin on her head looked a little funny. It wrapped her hair tightly against her scalp, making her look like a cute and pretty little nun. Seeing Ouyang Feng looking at her head with a smile in his eyes, Shan Wanjing came to her senses and quickly took off her sharkskin hat. Her black and flowing hair immediately cascaded down, adding a bit of grace to her. Ouyang Feng retracted his gaze, scraped off the foam with the cup lid, took a sip of tea, and asked: "You must be tired from swimming, right?" Shan Wanjing smiled sweetly and said: "It's not bad. I caught up with the boat after swimming less than 80 miles. I can still hold on." "You came here secretly without telling your mother?" "Yes. But when my mother found me missing, she should have guessed that I swam over to chase the boat." "Aren't you afraid that she will be angry?" "As long as I can kill Bian Bufu, she won't be angry!" She stared at Ouyang Feng with her bright eyes, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and showed a pitiful and pleading expression: "Sir, you can't turn the boat around and send me back, or Wan Jing will be in big trouble!" Ouyang Feng raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were subtle: "Why do you think you won't be in big trouble now?" Shan Wanjing was stunned: "Ah?" "It just so happens that the illusion opportunity for this month has not been used up yet, let's enter the illusion!" After the Tongtian Spirit Seed grows up, the host of the spirit seed can still enter the illusion once a month, and it is more flexible. It does not have to consume twelve hours again. It can enter multiple times, as long as the total time stayed in the illusion does not exceed twelve hours each month. Although Ouyang Feng would not turn around and return to waste time, he also had no intention of indulging her. He would just teach her a lesson. "Sir, wait a minute, I'll change my clothes and put on my shoes first..." "No need for that. The way you are dressed now is just right for a fight."
As he spoke, Ouyang Feng had already opened the Tongtian Illusion. The environment around the two of them suddenly changed and they had entered the illusion. Ouyang Feng was dressed elegantly in white, standing with his hands behind his back. Shan Wanjing was leaning against the water barefoot, sword in hand. "Aren't you very curious about what palm technique I used to kill Lord Shang? Now, you can experience it for yourself." Ouyang Feng said lightly and slowly raised his palm. When Shan Wanjing first heard Ouyang Feng's words, her eyes lit up and she looked expectant, but when Ouyang Feng started to attack, her expression suddenly changed. Because she also had the same feeling as Shang Gong at the beginning - when he started, the invisible aura overflowed from the lines on Ouyang Feng's palm, interweaving into a net, sealing the heaven and earth, cutting off her connection with everything around her, making her feel terrified that there was no way to go up to the sky and no door to enter the earth. At the same time, an invisible pressure came down with a bang, like an invisible giant hand grasping her heart, as if even her soul was under his control. The vision of the naked eye was completely filled by the palm that exuded strange magical power. Apart from the giant palm that covered the sky, nothing else could be seen. Under the terrifying pressure. Shan Wanjing only felt that her long-tempered mind was beginning to crumble. She had a feeling that if she didn't take action, her mind would completely collapse and she would never have another chance to escape. So Shan Wanjing clenched her teeth, let out a clear whistle, and drew her sword. With the determination of a moth to a flame, she became one with the sword, and transformed it into a stunning sword rainbow, flying towards the giant palm. Her reaction seemed to be the same as Shang Gong's, but the essence was completely different. Mr. Shang was struggling like a trapped beast in despair and unwillingness, while she was clearly aware of the need to perish together with him. At this point, Shan Wanjing's spiritual cultivation has surpassed that of Shang Gong, who is older and more experienced. The sword she wielded at this moment was no longer part of any of the special moves she had learned before, but under the extreme pressure of Ouyang Feng's "Sealing Heaven Seal", she raised her power, mind, and swordsmanship to the limit of her lifetime. Following the sword instinct in her heart, she performed it in battle, incorporating the ultimate sword skill that was refined through her lifelong sword skills. If she were to fight against Lord Shang with this sword, she could even kill him instantly with one sword, and she would at most be seriously injured. however. Facing her extremely sublimated sword, although Ouyang Feng's eyes showed a hint of admiration, he still crushed it mercilessly with his Heaven-Sealing Palm. Bang! The sound of explosion was heard. Shan Wanjing's sword force was easily crushed, the long rainbow-like sword light collapsed, and the long sword spun out of her hand. Shan Wanjing's chest was hit hard by the palm, and the whole person was thrown backwards, flying four or five feet away in one breath, and hit a big peach tree heavily, breaking the peach tree in the middle, and her body rebounded and hit the grass with her face. Shan Wanjing lay on the ground, completely dazed. Carefully experiencing the feeling of the palm hitting her chest, she has realized that if she was not in an illusion, if she was hit by this palm in the real world, then at this moment, every bone in her entire upper body would be completely collapsed and shattered, and her internal organs would all be turned into pieces. Her death would not be much better than Shang Gong's. Even in a fantasy world. At this moment, the pain spreading throughout her body, as if her bones and internal organs were all crushed, still made her pretty face pale, sweat poured down like rain, and her fingers and toes twitched slightly as if instinctively. As for the strongest attack, the mental blow that was crushed like a crushing blow... This is the Tongtian Fantasy Land. Anything that doesn't kill me will only make me tougher and stronger! Ouyang Feng sharpened his mind with the "Life-Calling Sanskrit Sound", and his soul was like turning charcoal into diamond. Shan Wanjing was also sharpened by Ouyang Feng's various beatings over the past year, and her soul was like being tempered into steel.
After panting for a while, she slowly stood up and looked at Ouyang Feng opposite her, saying with awe: "Sir, this palm strike is worthy of being called divine." "Can you call me a god? I'm afraid I can't call that a god yet. When you can knock away the three great masters with one palm, you may be qualified to be called a demigod." Ouyang Feng smiled and talked about her sword again: "The sword you used just now was really beautiful. Although it was still a little immature, the ultimate concentration of essence, energy, and spirit, and the ultimate sublimation of momentum were truly amazing. Have you thought of a name for this sword?" Shan Wanjing smiled sweetly and said: "Wan Jing's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds under the guidance of Mr. Wang. Although Mr. Wang does not use a sword, I know that he also has a very deep understanding of swordsmanship. That is why he has given me so much and such profound guidance in swordsmanship in the past year. And today, I was able to perform this sword because of Mr. Wang, so Wan Jing would like to ask Mr. Wang to give this sword a name." "I'll name it?" I'm terrible at naming... Well, this sword, and the changes that evolved based on this sword in the future, seem to have a very appropriate name. Thinking of Shan Wanjing's merging of body and sword, the sword light turning into a rainbow, just like a white rainbow piercing the sun, a fairy from the sky, Ouyang Feng said: "Let's call your sword 'Flying Fairy from the Sky'." Fairy from heaven? Shan Wanjing's eyes lit up. What a nice and appropriate name! There seems to be some kind of hope that the gentleman has for me - the gentleman hopes that I can become a "sword immortal" in the future! Overseas Ryukyu, Princess Dongming. A sword comes from the east, a fairy from the sky! In the future, when I travel around the Central Plains and become famous with my sword, I will make sure that when people hear my name, they will think of these four sentences, so as to live up to your expectations! Shan Wanjing's eyes sparkled, her smile was brilliant, and she bowed: "Thank you for the name, sir." Ouyang Feng felt ashamed in his heart, but he waved his hand calmly and said: "Have you rested yet?" "Huh?" Shan Wanjing was slightly stunned. "If you have rested well, we can play again." Ouyang Feng raised his hand and summoned the long sword, "It's a good time to strike while the iron is hot and improve your 'Flying Fairy from the Sky'." After saying that, he slashed with his sword quickly, as if he was using the sword skills that Zuo Qianhu learned from the "Spiritual Sword". When the brutal and murderous sword techniques appeared in the battle formation, Shan Wanjing's expression changed slightly again. She felt that she was not facing Ouyang Feng alone, but a rolling sword formation. It seemed that there were countless armored soldiers holding swords and shields, who were rolling towards her with the momentum to chop everything into pieces and push everything aside. Shan Wanjing hurriedly recalled the long sword, recalling the extremely sublime sword that had just been forced out. At the same time, the four words "Fairy from the Sky" flashed through her mind again. As a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, her figure suddenly floated off the ground, and with an extremely graceful posture, she swung out a sword that seemed to be done effortlessly, but also contained a mysterious meaning. The sword energy was fierce and swift as the wind, and it collided with Ouyang Feng's rolling knife light, making a dense and rain-like sound of metal clashing... It takes five or six days to travel from Ryukyu to the Central Plains on the huge ship Dongming. But the clipper was times faster than the Dongming, and in just over three days, it saw the Central Plains coastline. Shan Wanjing stood at the bow of the boat, her hand on her sword. She was wearing a crimson martial arts uniform with arrow sleeves and a slit at the hem, a black leather belt around her slender waist, skinny pants on her long legs, and a pair of long black boots on her feet with her trouser legs tucked into the boots. Her long hair was tied into a bun with a few tassel-like bangs hanging down her cheeks. She looked extremely pretty and heroic.
In just over three days, her temperament changed again. She looked like a sword that had been tempered and quenched into a sharp edge. When her eyes moved, they occasionally flashed like a sharp sword. Even the Dongming Sect disciples who were driving this speedboat did not dare to look her in the eye, as if they would be hurt by the sharpness in her eyes if they looked into her eyes. However, Ouyang Feng was not satisfied with the sharpness in her eyes. Because this means that her cultivation is not yet perfect and mature enough, and she cannot control it freely, which is why she is so sharp. "If a sword is always exposed, it will only rust. If its edge is too exposed, it will only wear out your sword intent and arouse the enemy's vigilance. You must learn to be restrained, like hiding the edge in the sheath, hide the sword intent deep in your heart, and constantly temper and cultivate it. In this way, when you draw the sword, you will burst out with irresistible sword power." He taught Shan Wanjing in this way, and even taught her some small techniques of restraint, blocking and cultivation in his "Hunyuan Wuji Gong". Shan Wanjing has just learned the method, and her comprehension is not yet mature enough, so she cannot control it freely. However, she is also working hard to comprehend it, striving to achieve the effect of "hiding the sword in the sheath" as the master said as soon as possible. Thinking of her teacher's teachings, Shan Wanjing couldn't help but glance sideways at the young man in white standing beside her with his hands behind his back, facing the wind. When her gaze fell on him, even though she couldn't restrain her sharpness, the fierce sword intent in her eyes softened unconsciously. Although they have met in the real world, and although the gentleman in the real world seems to be quite gentle and easy-going, and even if he kills someone, he is only brutal in his attacks, and he is very graceful before and after the attack, but in the illusion, the gentleman is still as cruel as ever. However, over the past year, Shan Wanjing has become accustomed to his brutality, and even regards his various brutal beatings as a different kind of "gentleness". If it weren't for the teacher's tireless, patient and meticulous teaching over the past year, how could she have achieved what she has today in the way of kendo? This is what is called a strict teacher produces excellent students. The former goal of becoming the "Grand Master of Kendo" is now a thing of the past. Her current goal is to fulfill her master's expectations and become the legendary swordsman. Although the road ahead is long and even foggy and the path is unclear, she firmly believes that with the opportunities bestowed by the Master and with the Master leading the way, she can definitely continue on the path of becoming a sword immortal until she succeeds. Under the watchful eyes of Ouyang Feng and Shan Wanjing at the bow, the speedboat braved the wind and waves and finally reached the coast. It then sailed south along the coast for half a day and arrived at the mouth of the Yangtze River. The speedboat sailed upstream into the Yangtze River and headed for Yangzhou City. At dusk, the speedboat finally arrived in Yangzhou and slowly sailed towards a water gate. Ouyang Feng noticed that inside the water gate, on the canal that ran through the city, there was a long line of ships. Teams of Sui soldiers wearing exquisite iron armor were boarding the ships one by one and searching carefully. Even if the ship owners offered bribes of money and goods, these Sui soldiers would remain unmoved and would often search for a long time before letting them go. However, the Sui soldiers ignored the ships entering the city and allowed them to enter through the water gate. "Sir, those Sui soldiers are all wearing the uniforms and armor of the 'Xiaoguo Army'." When their speedboat sailed into the watergate, Shan Wanjing whispered in Ouyang Feng's ear. "The Sui Emperor's Imperial Guards, the Xiaoguo Army?" Ouyang Feng frowned slightly, looking at the brave imperial guards who were closely searching the ships leaving the city, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. (End of this chapter)