Chapter 130: Broad-mindeness
Qiao Wan's body was forged, strong and resilient, able to withstand pressures that ordinary cultivators couldn't handle.
So, biting the tip of her pen, she pondered for a long time. Finally, the other night, Qiao Wan finally developed a new move.
Shortened, Throw Your Thunder changed.
Different from before, this time she directly transported her spiritual power through her meridians, using her fists to strike, nourishing her veins, refining her skin, refining her bones. In addition, with the Thunder Forge technique and the power bead boost, Qiao Wan's body could withstand the electric current that surged through her, and even transform it into a powerful force.
She moved like lightning, with the strength of thunder.
With sparks and lightning, she rushed forward with a strong momentum!
Sitting on top of Miaofa, Qiao Wan was full of energy.
Success!
The joy of success filled her heart, but after a second, she faintly realized something was wrong.
Not only wrong, but the disciples like Meng Wenliang and the others from Buping, who were not far away, had their faces change in fear as they watched Qiao Wan sitting on top of Miaofa.
It was extremely rude and insane to ride on a senior like that!
Feeling something off beneath her, Qiao Wan woke up from her daze. Startled, she rolled and crawled down like her bottom was on fire. In the midst of it, she stumbled and accidentally knocked into Miaofa's chest.
Burying her chest.
In that moment, Qiao Wan's mind seemed to drift away, and she saw a vision of rolling mountains. Her eyes were vacant as she realized the vastness of Miaofa's heart.
After half a second, her consciousness snapped back, and a wave of fear rushed from her chest to her scalp. It felt like a string of numbness. "Senior, are you okay?"
But when she met Miaofa's gaze, Qiao Wan froze.
Contrary to her imagination, Miaofa's face was not dark. He seemed slightly stunned, as if lost in thought. The indigo color of his eyes reflected only the beautiful and extraordinary gleam of his sword.
Indeed, it was a splendid sword.
Miaofa looked up and glanced at Qiao Wan, her expression suddenly becoming a bit complicated. After a while, she eased her face, composed herself, and calmly replied, "I'm fine."
Qiao Wan climbed down and stood up straight, and Miaofa also stood up. The drop of blood on his neck slid into his robe.
"Since you have broken through my protective Vajra shield, you have passed this test," said Venerable One Miaofa. When she noticed Qiao Wan was a bit stunned, she immediately frowned and snapped, "What are you daydreaming about? When sparring, there is always a winner and loser. Are you afraid I will blame you for it?"
Under the sunlight, his eyebrows and eyes were delicately outlined, sharp and beautiful.
Qiao Wan suddenly came to her senses, blushing and waving her hand, "I didn't mean it that way, senior."
It was a bit embarrassing, but when Qiao Wan realized she was wearing a disguise, she quickly dismissed those thoughts.
The senior was too upright, and she shouldn't think too much about it.
Qiao Wan picked up the sword and approached to say thank you: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
After a while, there was still no sign of Miaofa.
The monk silently looked at the "young girl" in front of him and the sword in her hand.
This sword was indeed a good sword. It was fast and firm when swung, beautiful and clear. It was the sword he had been searching for all along, and when necessary, it would also be his only way out.
With these thoughts in mind, Miaofa closed his eyes silently, concealing the deep and complex emotions in his eyes.
Qiao Wan exclaimed in surprise, "Senior!"
Miaofa said, "I'm fine."
When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was as sharp and bright as ever. It was the way he looked at Qiao Wan that made her feel inexplicably uneasy, and her heart started to beat faster for no reason.
"You have passed this test, but there is still a second one waiting for you. I hope you will diligently practice in the days to come and not slack off."
The second test that Miaofa mentioned was to withstand ten moves from him.
I'm not sure if it's because Miaofa was embarrassed to have someone ride on his back, but this time Miaofa was fierce and dominant, and every move made Qiao Wan burst into tears.
When she returned to her room at night, Qiao Wan quietly looked at herself in the mirror, trying to heal.
The young reflection in the mirror had a determined look, but his face was a bit miserable, with bruises and scratches, and his hair was messy and falling on his shoulders.
Qiao Wan frowned, pursed her lips, and tucked the bodhi seeds in her sleeve into her pocket, clenching her fist!
She was determined to win the second round!
The next day, the slogan for the morning exercises changed to "Buping College, limitless power, blessings like the sea, and longevity like the mountains!"
As the Buping disciples shouted with enthusiasm, Li Pan said:
Time flew by quickly during their intense training.
After training hard for four or five days, on the eighth day, Qiao Wan was finally able to withstand Miaofa's attacks for ten moves.
At the same time, the second round of the Three Teachings Law Meeting was about to begin.
Early in the morning, Li Pan and Qiao Wan led a group of Buping disciples, getting ready to set off.
This time, most of the people present were already familiar faces.
However, as soon as Qiao Wan and Li Pan and the others set foot on Lotus Seat Peak, they attracted a lot of attention. Looking around, all the Buping disciples were dressed in simple, or rather, plain blue cloth robes, with rough cloth shoes on their feet. They had taken bus route 11 to get to Lotus Seat Peak.
Ignoring the curious, disdainful, or indifferent gazes at the mountain top, Li Pan remained composed and calmly directed the group of young boys and girls to sit on the viewing platform.
As soon as they sat down, the Buping disciples immediately felt a subtle sense of hostility.
Following this gaze, they saw a row of disciples from the Shandao sect seated on the viewing platform, their white shirts fluttering in the wind. They all looked handsome and graceful.
The Buping disciples glared angrily, but before they could erupt, Li Pan immediately pressed them down.
"Master Uncle?" The young disciple who was being held down looked confused.
Li Pan remained calm and said, "Let's not cause any trouble." Then, he looked at Qiao Wan.
There were still two quarters of an hour before the start of the second debate session.
Li Pan said, "Go ahead."
Qiao Wan pressed on the sword at her waist and nodded.
"Abbott." Just then, a Buping disciple poked his head out, his expression serious as if giving a secret signal. "Buping College, extraordinary indeed! We'll punch Sun Tao and kick Kunshan!"
Isn't it just Sun Tao College?! We'll beat them!
As Qiao Wan walked away, Li Pan felt a sinking feeling upon hearing the last sentence.
It's not so easy to kick Kunshan.
Qiao Wan currently needed a special spirit sword, and there were also materials missing to repair the Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword, including the rare Red Fire Golden Fetus.
The Red Fire Golden Fetus is extremely rare, hardly seen anywhere in the cultivation world.
During the ten days of special training, Qiao Wan took advantage of the opportunity of the Three Teachings Law Meeting, where many experts from different sects gathered, to search and inquire around. Finally, she managed to gather some information related to the Red Fire Golden Fetus.
It was said that there was a group of Red Fire Golden Fetus currently in the hands of Yuqing Spiritual Master in Kunshan. They were preparing to forge a new sword for their disciples.
If Qiao Wan wanted to forge her own spirit sword, she would have to make a trip to Kunshan. However, she was unsure whether she would be willing to return to Kunshan after the Three Teachings Law Meeting ended.
The second Law Meeting was different from the first one, as it was not held at Lotus Seat Peak.
Qiao Wan glanced at the high platform, but did not see Venerable One Miaofa.
Based on her experience in the dream realm within her mind, Qiao Wan could guess that it was probably due to the influence of his inner demons. No wonder Venerable One had been in seclusion since they first met, constantly closing themselves off.
Feeling a strange sensation in her heart, Qiao Wan calmed herself and looked at the disciple in charge of this debate in the Great Hall of Light.
After summoning disciples from various sects, the disciple from the Great Hall of Light distributed jade cards to each of them.
The disciple distributing the jade cards smiled and said, "All the relevant information for the second round is clearly written on these jade cards."
"Everyone should follow the instructions on the jade cards."
"If you don't have teammates, you can form your own team, but the jade cards won't provide any convenience."
Qiao Wan looked at the jade card in her hand.
No map, no little red dot, and no teammates.
On the smooth jade surface this time, a big bald word floated.
"East, Zhou Fu Town."
Next to it, there was a pattern of a burning incense stick.
Does this mean going to Zhou Fu Town in the east? Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?
Looking up, everyone was holding their jade cards, each of them looking confused.
"If everyone agrees, then the debate will begin." The disciple of the Bright Hall bowed and turned to the small bell beside them.
Ding -
Announcing the official start of the second debate.
A faint red light immediately appeared above the disciple's head after the incense on the jade plaque was lit.
Qiao Wan held the jade plaque and looked around. All the people around were prepared and ready. At the command, they all released their flying devices.
With a loud noise, they all aimed in one direction - east!
It seemed that the hints on the jade plaque were the same. Qiao Wan didn't hesitate anymore and quickly flew into the crowded crowd with a sword light.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of swords were released from Lotus Seat Peak, shining like countless dazzling meteors in the clear sky.
Although the scene of the thousands of swords was impressive, it had serious consequences.
There was a traffic jam in the air!
Jiuyue Mountain is a complex place with many high peaks. Some flying devices are expensive, and when they soar into the sky, they can reach great heights and overlook the entire mountain. But there are also more common flying devices that are accessible to everyone, just like the one Qiao Wan is currently piloting.
Before descending from the mountain, Qiao Wan had been using the Autumn Water Sword, but it was taken away by Precept Hall. Now, she is using an ordinary old sword, which is not particularly unique. Fortunately, it still feels good in her hands, but compared to the various extraordinary swords in the sky, it pales in comparison.
After flying for a while, Qiao Wan suddenly felt a chill at the back of her head. She immediately sensed that something was not right!
There's someone behind her!
She kicked her long sword and swiftly made a sharp turn in the air.
A sword light filled with killing intent brushed past her closely.
Qiao Wan quickly looked up and saw a sleeve embroidered with a golden word "Good."
Yu Xingzhi, a disciple of the righteous path, soared through the air on a flying sword, with a smirk on his face. Qiao Wan glanced behind her, feeling a sudden chill in her heart and a sense of impending danger.
Countless sword lights came whistling from all directions. Suddenly, a dazzling sword light rushed up from below, flipping Qiao Wan in mid-air!
Oh no!
A feeling of weightlessness rushed over her as she plummeted at top speed. Qiao Wan reached out and grabbed onto an old sword still in flight, cutting her palm and leaving a thin red line. But before she could catch her breath, she heard the sound of swords whistling beside her.
To the right!
A pale-faced young Confucian cultivator looked in horror at Qiao Wan hanging onto the sword. Unable to stop in time, he rode his flying sword towards her at lightning speed.
"Taoist friend! Make way!"
Qiao Wan: !!
Just as a mid-air traffic accident was about to happen, Qiao Wan acted quickly. She pushed her sword deeper into her palm, miraculously hanging on to the blade.
Swoosh...
The young Confucian cultivator stepped on his sword and swiftly flew past like the wind. However, this action resulted in a chain reaction.
In an instant, multiple collisions occurred in the air, causing chaos.
"Make way! Make way!"
"How dare you fly like that?! Are you blind?!"
"Taoist friend, you've stabbed me in the waist!!! QAQ"
At the same time, several deadly sword lights were heading straight towards them! Qiao Wan tried to dodge by hanging onto the sword, but she was caught off guard.
One sword light struck her, creating a bloody hole in her left hand that held the blade. Luckily, her body was strengthened, so the wound wasn't too deep. Taking a deep breath, Qiao Wan exerted all her strength to leap and finally managed to regain her balance on the sword.
Above her head...
Qiao Wan sensed the danger above her head and quickly tilted her body backwards. Although she narrowly avoided the deadly sword light, part of her body and the back of her head were exposed outside the range of the sword. Below her was the endless Jiuyue Mountain, and if she wasn't careful, there was a danger of falling and getting seriously injured.
Upon seeing this, the people from Sun Tao College were pleased.
This was a great opportunity. Lu Cixian was currently alone, without Venerable One Miaofa around. Since he had no backing, now was the perfect time to strike!
Yu Xingzhi smiled slightly and said, "Taoist Friend Lu, be careful when you fly alone on your sword."
Several sword lights simultaneously split in different directions and attacked Qiao Wan.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid them, Qiao Wan could only gather her spiritual energy and protect the meridians throughout her body. She gritted her teeth and used her body to resist the sharp sword lights. In an instant, a faint red stain appeared on her thin blue robe.
Trying to kick her off wasn't going to be so easy!
The disciples of the Good Dao were all startled, completely unaware of how strong Buping College was. They unexpectedly chose to use their bodies to withstand the swords, persistently entangling with them for so long.
The face of Yu Xingzhi changed, he couldn't delay any longer. If he didn't seize the opportunity to suppress Lu Cixian now, once they landed, they wouldn't have such a good chance anymore. Even if he was an individual cultivator, what would it matter?
He couldn't do it alone, there were so many fellow disciples attacking together, and they still couldn't suppress Lu Cixian!
The sword intent was like a rainbow.
Just as the various colorful lights were flourishing.
Qiao Wan felt a swift sword light pass over her head, and a large hand reached out. Without hesitation, Qiao Wan quickly grasped the hand and immediately landed on another flying sword.
The other sword lights simultaneously forced Yu Xingzhi and his group to retreat.
Caught off guard, half of Yu Xingzhi's hair was cut off by a sword. He was startled, "Who?!"
In a flash, Qiao Wan finally saw the person's face in front of her.
Liu Xinwen stood on the sword and smiled at her, saying, "Taoist Friend Lu."
As Qiao Wan turned her head, she saw the group of disciples from different sects who had fought together before, defeated the boss, and formed a strong bond of friendship through their revolutionary activities.
The young disciples formed a sword formation, their flying swords firmly protecting them from all directions. They waved their hands warmly and friendly while riding their swords.
"Taoist Friend Lu!"
"Taoist Friend Lu, long time no see!"
What's going on?
Yu Xingzhi and the nearby disciples of the righteous path had different expressions on their faces.
How can there be so many more people? And why are they all gathering around Lu Cixian?
In the vast sky, the sword lights flew by swiftly.
The young disciples gathered around Qiao Wan, happily waving their hands and smiling under the bright sunlight, saying, "Taoist Friend Lu, thanks for helping us last time, let's team up again this time!"
