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However, he also knew that this chess game was held in order to unite against Qin. If he wanted to split his relationship between the various families, he would have to be pushed aside by everyone, and only by adapting to the current situation as soon as possible, would he be able to save his face. Therefore, he immediately broke into a smile and said to Zhuang Zhou, "Sigh, Taoist Nanhua has misunderstood. Today, everyone has come from far away, so naturally they are here to reject Qin, otherwise, they would not be here for their own name, but since the Mo family has the luck to lead the group into the position of the chief, I should congratulate them for being free and loose, but seeing that the son of the Mo family is a young hero, I am afraid that in the future, there will be mistakes in the order to become the chief of the alliance. As he spoke, he turned to Ju Wu and asked with a forced smile.

It was just that although Zhuang Zhou's Taoism and Jing Ke's Mo family were both a hundred clansmen, in terms of martial arts cultivation, Jing Ke was definitely not even half as good as Zhuang Zhou. If they were to compete with each other, Jing Ke would inevitably be at a disadvantage, so he naturally could not tolerate it and hesitated when he spoke, "Master Carefree's words are reasonable, but ?"

"Great Master Xiao Yao's words are true. Jing Ke is a young man who does not change the course of events. Since he became a great man, he has repeatedly made mistakes. If he is lucky enough to receive Taoist Nanhua's guidance today, he would definitely benefit from it." However, he did not know that before he could finish his sentence, one of them had already agreed, allowing the originally tense atmosphere to settle down. This person was the son of the Mo family, Jing Ke.

"Hahaha, as expected of Young Hero Jing, he can be said to have both courage and courage, with the demeanor of the chief of the Assassin's Sword Alliance. Since that's the case, I believe that Taoist Master Nanhua and Ju Xiang have no objections?" Free and Unrestrained Cultivator was at a loss for words in front of the hesitant Ju Wu, but now that he found out that he was willing to touch this stone wall, it was naturally for the best. As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

"Since Young Hero Jing intends to ask Taoist Nanhua for his guidance, I think it would be fine to give it a try. Taoist Master, what do you think?" At this time, Ju Wu took the opportunity to pass the message and looked at Zhuang Zhou's reaction.

Even Zhuang Zhou himself didn't expect Jing Ke to take the initiative to submit. Although he admired the courage of this young man in front of him, as the son of the Mo family, he also wanted to test him. Therefore, he said: "The Mo family and the Taoists are on the same side, so of course I wouldn't dare to teach you. But since Young Hero Jing is willing to fight with this old man for a few moves, then Young Hero will see it, please!" Zhuang Zhou was also a straightforward person. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already casually invited them to the top of the Heaven Origin Sacred Pond.

Jing Ke immediately returned the greeting with the word "please", and then followed him into the Chi Xin Pavilion. However, no one noticed that right at the moment when Jing Ke was following like lightning, he had already signaled Gao Jianli with his eyes, and only Gao Jianli could clearly see the meaning of this look.

When the crowd saw that the Mo and Daoist families, which were renowned throughout the world, were now gathered together, they were immediately interested. They all gathered their attention and stood still to watch.

Ever since the death of the founder of the Daoist family, the Taoism had been overshadowed by the rest of the kingdoms, which also brought about a lot of pressure to the Taoists' disciples. During these years, he had hidden himself in the forest and spent all his time with birds and beasts. He wanted to comprehend the highest realm of the Dao: Heaven Man Unity. In the end, martial arts did not disappoint those who were willing. In the current Zhuang Zhou, he had already comprehended the essence of the Taoism and created his own three sword techniques.

After the two of them sat down, Jing Ke spoke to Zhuang Zhou in the language of a trusted aide, "In terms of chess, I was far inferior to Brother Gao, but now Brother Gao is willing to give me the position of chief. As a son of the Mo family, this junior is duty-bound. So this junior has one request, which I hope senior will agree to. "

"Young Hero Jing, please speak your mind."

"This time, I would like to ask senior if you would agree to it by comparing sword techniques rather than playing chess?"

"Hehe, to be honest, this old man's chess skills are not good, so it's fine if I just leave it at that."

"Thank you, senior." When Jing Ke heard Zhuang Zhougran's agreement, he expressed his gratitude in a code word.

In his heart, he felt some pity for the young man in front of him, so he nodded his head and said, "However, the Daoist sword technique has always been independent and unchanging. Zhou Xing is known for it, but Young Hero Jing must be careful."

"Thank you senior for your advice, Jing Ke will naturally remember it." Facing Zhuang Zhou's kindness, Jing Ke's heart was filled with gratitude.

Although the Mo Clan's unique mental cultivation method, Mo Shou's Eight Movements, could counter the enemy, but Jing Ke had only learnt a few of them and had not yet mastered them. Moreover, if he fought Zhuang Zhou who was known for his sword skills, it would be hard for him to win. Fortunately, when the two of them met by thought, it would not harm their bodies.

When the crowd saw the two sitting with their eyes closed, their expressions immediately lost all color. They must have borrowed the spirit energy from the Sacred Celestial Pool to use their primordial spirits to enter the Limitless Realm. The two of them had already entered the country so quickly, leaving the crowd speechless. They lamented the fact that their martial arts cultivation was already far beyond their reach. While everyone was sighing, there was one person who was quite pleased with himself. The evil smile that appeared on the corner of his mouth seemed to be unable to conceal the joy in his heart. This person was the carefree person who had just been stuck in a difficult situation. Now that the match between Jing Ke and Zhuang Zhou had fallen into his hands, and those who were at the Martial Arts level were destined to face each other, the secret black order that Reese had passed on to him would be a success.

He could only concentrate on Zhuang Zhou's figure, his inner strength had already started circulating through his seven meridians and eight meridians, the inner strength in his body had already been channeled to Bai Hui above his head, Shang Qu in his heart, the Qi sea at his waist, and the spring water under his feet; he could gather and disperse at any time. The reason why Mo Shou's Eight Styles had been able to freely change forms and block outside threats was that there were many types of Qi that complemented each other. In the past three years, Jing Ke had been taught by Yi Shui Zhuang Tian Guang to gather and disperse multiple Qi flows within his body. The Mo Family's unique martial arts training was no longer the same as before.

Strangely, Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to move even the slightest bit. He was only faintly discernible in the wind that lingered around him, like a petrified statue. And from Jing Ke's point of view, this indistinct sculpture could disappear at any time. Just as he was puzzled, a peculiar force suddenly rushed at him from behind. Jing Ke's Mo Shou Eight Movement had already felt the arrival of this uninvited guest, immediately changing into a regular line, at the same time defending himself to try and see what was going on.

Right when Jing Ke turned his head, suddenly, the two words that came out of that energy startled Jing Ke, and even the internal energies in his body stopped circulating. "Ke'er!" This familiar yet inconceivable voice made him unable to believe his own ears. With such a firm and calm voice, besides his great master, there were no other people in this world.

"Master?!" Jing Ke looked at the source of the sound. The shock and bewilderment in his mind already made him a bit hesitant.

As the voice rang out, the blurry figure gradually became clearer. That black robe, that hairpin, that protruding cheekbones ? they revealed a hint of determination, and their bright and lively eyes revealed the aura of a celestial being. This person was none other than his master!

"How... Why is it you, Master? " Jing Ke could no longer believe the truth in front of his eyes, his excitement making him tremble a little, "You ?." "No?"

"Didn't I already die along with the torrential waters of the Hidden Dragon Pool at Moke Manor?" As if he knew what Jing Ke was going to say, he spoke for him.

"Then you ??"

"You want to ask me why I am able to appear here unharmed," Big Brother looked at the bewildered Jing Ke, smiling slightly as he replied, "With Master's martial arts cultivation and water level, how could a mere Hidden Dragon Pool trap me?"

Yes, even the sixth disciple of the Mo family, Shui Kan, who was able to blend with water was also the disciple of his master. How could a person with such a high cultivation level as his master be easily annihilated by the water of the Hidden Dragon Pool? This point, Jing Ke never seemed to have thought about it in detail, he could only blame himself for being so immersed in grief at that time, to the point of giving up this only hope.

Ke Er, I have observed you in this crowd for a long time. You are indeed as I expected you to be. His big belly stroked his long beard, looking at Jing Ke as he happily nodded his head.

"I can't believe you've always been by Ke's side, then why didn't you show yourself earlier, and why did you make Ke worry day and night?" Jing Ke had already gone from shock to excitement, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help but wet his eyes.

"When Master passed on the position of son to you, I originally had some misgivings. Today, I am very pleased to see that you are capable of revitalizing the Mo Clan. Merely, I do not know how well you have cultivated the Eight Techniques of Mo Shou, which I have taught you." While he was feeling gratified, he did not forget to ask Jing Ke and Yin Yin.

When Jing Ke heard the four words "Mo Shou Eight Movements", he remembered the time when his respected teacher, Big Brother Mo, was facing danger in the cave, and had even broken the Mo family's rules to pass the position of Big Brother to him. Now, he was so concerned about himself, and his heart suddenly surged with emotion.

"Ke'er, hurry and get up!" Seeing this, Big Brother was very uneasy, immediately standing up and supporting Jing Ke.

And the moment he helped Jing Ke up, Jing Ke felt two peculiar gusts of zhenqi rushing in from the Shaofu acupoints in his palm, and quickly diffused into his seven meridians and eight meridians, mixing with each other and becoming one. After that, the various energies in his body started to run amok as if they were no longer under his control.

"Young Hero Jing, sorry for offending you." At the same time, the sudden appearance of this "bigshot's belly" turned into Taoist Nanhua's Master Zhuang Zhou. He said apologetically, "Just now, this old man used the Dream Butterfly Sword to lure you into a dreamland, causing you to completely lose your defenses."

The Dream Butterfly Sword Art that Zhuang Zhou spoke of was a sword technique that he had comprehended after secluding himself in the forest for many years. It could be said that it was on par with the three sword techniques he had learned from the Daoist Sect. Back then, when he entered his dream, he had accidentally discovered that he had turned into a butterfly, which was very lifelike and cozy, to the point that he had forgotten that he was Zhuang Zhou. After he woke up, he couldn't help but ask himself: I don't know if Zhou's dream was with a butterfly, or if the dream of a butterfly was with Zhou, meaning that I was originally a butterfly in a dream, or is it Zhuang Zhou now? After being enlightened, he then painstakingly trained in seclusion, finally successfully cultivating this set of sword technique that allowed one to enter the realm of dreams and enter the supernatural.

"The Dream Butterfly Sword Technique is able to create a dream-like image that looks like it is real. Then, it can sneak into the opponent's potential, nearing the deepest part of the opponent's heart and touching the secret inside the opponent's heart. And in this sort of situation, the opponent would appear real because the secret within would never be revealed to the outside. In the end, the opponent would completely lose his guard, allowing the person who used the sword technique to have an opportunity. Just now when I was performing the Dream Butterfly Sword Technique, I guided Young Hero Jing into your dreams step by step. I found out that your master's belly frequently appeared in it, so I told you that I was your master's belly. When you are completely unprepared, I will use my Daoism energy to disrupt your eight forms of inner strength. That way, you will have no way of fighting back. " Zhuang Zhou knew that victory was unfair, so he told Jing Ke everything about the secret of the Dreambutterfly Sword Technique.

It's wonderful, it's wonderful! Old Senior Zhuang's Dreambutterfly Sword Technique is indeed deep and unfathomable, it has already far surpassed ordinary visible swords, "Jing Ke couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration, but in his heart, he admired Zhuang Zhou's exquisite sword techniques. However, when he finished praising Zhuang Zhou, he immediately laughed," But independence will not change, Zhou Xing will not.

"Oh?!" When Zhuang Zhou heard that Jing Ke was not worried, but was actually happy, he was immediately quite surprised.

Seeing Zhuang Zhou's puzzled expression, Jing Ke smiled and explained, "The Dreamy Butterfly Sword Technique is indeed exquisite, I was almost penetrated by the silent sword qi and lost my sense of self, but at the most critical moment it was because Old Senior Zhuang was previously unable to do it with the essence of the Daoist, Zhou Xing did not mention anything about me, and Senior's words were to inform me, even though the style of the Dreambutterfly Sword Technique can change according to one's will, in the end it would not deviate from the word 'constant'. Although the illusory object in front of his eyes could make one's heart palpitate and lose themselves, as long as he steadied his heart, he would be able to be invulnerable to everything. "I wonder if there's anything wrong with Jing Ke's comprehension?"

"Young Hero Jing's perception is indeed extraordinary, but this old man has a whole new level of respect for him. However, the inner strength of the Eight Styles of Ink Guard has been sealed by this old man in the trade song, I'm afraid that even if this old man has already comprehended the profound meaning of my daoist sword technique, I'm afraid it would still be very difficult to turn the situation around."