Chapter 56: Baiyuan Great Devil

"Get up and fight again."

Wang Rulin moved a chair and sat at the entrance of the hall. While basking in the sun, he commanded Liang Yue to draw his sword again.

"Ah..." Liang Yue felt a sharp pain in his internal organs and his ribs seemed to be broken as soon as he stood up. The sword had stabbed him so hard. And judging from the Taoist boy's calm face and calm heart, he probably held back.

He finally realized that the other party's cultivation might be far superior to his own.

He couldn't hold back just because the opponent looked like a child. Since his master had asked him to be his sparring partner, there was no possibility of casualties.

After completely dispelling his worries, he picked up the Anonymous Sword again, held the sword that was in tune with his own mind, and saluted Bai Yuan again.

The little Taoist boy nodded in response.

Liang Yue drew his sword and swung it again. This time he did not hold back and poured all his cultivation from the second realm into it. The sound of the wind was solemn as he swung the sword!
clang.

As expected, the little Taoist boy drew his sword in an instant, and with some unknown movement, he blocked Liang Yue's sword attack.

The moment he felt the touch, Liang Yue had already retreated. Because of his previous experience, he had already made a response plan in his mind and started to dodge the moment the swords collided.

But he had only taken half a step when he was stabbed in the chest by another sword.

bang——

It was too fast and I couldn’t dodge it at all.

The sword was so heavy and fierce that Liang Yue felt his chest was almost split open. He fell heavily to the ground again, having difficulty breathing.

Still not working?
You can't even dodge in advance.

"Can you still stand up?" Wang Rulin said calmly, with his hands in his pockets, "Continue."

If you want to kill me, you can just say so. You don’t have to use this method... Liang Yue felt the severe pain in his body, and a trace of resistance arose in his heart.

But he soon realized that perhaps this was the meaning of tempering the sword's heart. Through repeated challenges, his sword will became more and more tenacious.

"Okay..." He forced himself to stand up, a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, "Come again!"

This time, when he was still ten feet away from the little Taoist boy, he suddenly swung his sword and chopped him down. A sharp sword energy broke through the wind!

The sword energy is released.

I will just not contact you. Is that okay now?

Whoosh.

But then the little Taoist boy took a step back and turned into a shadow that flashed past. While dodging the sword energy, a sword was already pointed straight out.

boom--

This time Liang Yue was knocked farther and was blasted directly into the wall of the Taoist temple, with smoke and dust filling the air.

"Wow." Wang Rulin exclaimed beside him, "You used the blue sky directly?"

The little Taoist boy put away his sword and lowered his head as if he had done something wrong. "Did I hit too hard?"

"It's okay, that's it." Wang Rulin gave him a thumbs up.

After the smoke and dust cleared, Liang Yue fell off the wall. He felt as if all the bones in his body were shattered and he couldn't even move a finger.

The only reason he survived the sword attack was probably because the little Taoist boy deliberately restrained the sword energy and did not hit his internal organs directly. No matter how powerful the stone sword was, it would only cause external injuries at most.

"It seems like he can't move?" Wang Rulin and the little Taoist boy came closer and watched Liang Yue lying on the ground.

"Why don't we just forget about it today?" The little Taoist boy looked a little reluctant.

"We're just getting started..." Wang Rulin shook his head, "Go and bring over his pot of orchid."

The little Taoist boy took the order and left.

Liang Yue turned his head and said with difficulty: "Master, can you heal me? If not, please send me to a regular clinic."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Wang Rulin said, "I still have to continue practicing in a while."

Liang Yue's expression showed a trace of confusion.

What to continue practicing?
Kenshin?
Then please help me and put the hilt of the sword to my face, and I will use my teeth to poke him hard.

Soon, the little Taoist boy came over carrying a pot of spiritual plants with five fairy vines growing on it.

“As a branch of the Peach Blossom, Dianjinlan naturally has more than just the function of testing aptitude. In fact, that is just an additional magical power.” Wang Rulin said: “Its real spirituality lies in the fact that the fairy vine can produce flowers and leaves with healing powers, which are extremely powerful in repairing limb injuries. And because it is a fairy vine derived from eating your spiritual blood, the flowers and leaves only have miraculous effects on you.” There is only one leaf on each fairy vine. Wang Rulin picked one and fed it to Liang Yue.

The petals melted in his mouth, turning into a bitter warm current that quickly penetrated his limbs and bones. Liang Yue could feel that his muscles, bones, qi and blood were being mended and connected together again by this warm current.

"Huh..." He let out a sigh of relief.

After a moment, he tried to move his body and sat up on the spot.

"It seems like everything is fine now." Liang Yue stretched his arms and legs and looked at Wang Rulin. "The leaves and flowers of the Golden Orchid are really magical."

"Hehe, isn't it amazing?" Wang Rulin said with a smile: "Continue."

Liang Yue looked at the little Taoist boy who had already stood opposite him and immediately showed a bitter face: "Ah?"

……

There was also a golden orchid placed in Zhu Nanyin's tavern.

It was gorgeous and splendid, with three and a half vines having a red-gold luster, and was more graceful than the one Liang Yue had.

"What does this mean?" Da Hu and Er Hu looked at the pot of flowers, a little puzzled, "Miss, you went to become a disciple, why did you bring back a pot of flowers?"

Earlier, Zhu Nanyin went to Xinghua Mountain to inquire about the results herself, and soon came back with a pot of flowers, which surprised Dahu and Erhu.

"I lost." Zhu Nanyin smiled faintly, "Master Wang said that he has accepted the person with higher talent as his personal disciple. He gave me this pot of golden orchid and the method of sword heart and Tao, but only as a nominal disciple. He will not give me too much guidance in my practice."

"What?" Da Hu frowned and asked, "Is it true? Can he really find a disciple with higher talent than Miss? Could it be because of our backgrounds..."

"There is a little bit. He hopes that his disciples can participate in the battle to capture the city, which I definitely can't do." Zhu Nanyin said, "But a master of that level would not lie to me. What he said about the other person's talent being better than mine is absolutely the truth."

Although Wang Rulin did not say it explicitly, the one who defeated her was naturally a genius like Si Tenglan. There was nothing she could do about losing to such a person.

"Humph!" Erhu said angrily, "That's because he is unlucky."

Da Hu echoed, "That's right. Several of our heads are on the list of the best. The young lady is willing to seek a disciple from a notorious Taoist priest like him. She thinks highly of him, but he is taking advantage of her. He really doesn't know what's good for him."

"It's okay, I'm just not as talented as others, it's not a big deal, you don't have to stand up for me." Zhu Nanyin smiled and said, "Anyway, we're going to stay in Longyuan City for a long time. If I have any questions in my practice, I can ask him for advice. As long as I can practice the method successfully, it's fine. Whether I'm a direct disciple or not is just a title, it's really not that important."

"Besides..." She continued, "We are not here just to become my disciples. From now on, we will serve as sentinels in the mountains and report back all the important events in Longyuan City. You two must learn to be smarter."

Erhu chuckled, "Don't worry, Miss. When it comes to intelligence, we two brothers have never lost to anyone."

Zhu Nanyin blinked and nodded slightly: "That's for sure. After all, who can compare with you?"

Erhu was very pleased when he heard this.

Da Hu scratched his head, feeling that something was not right about these words.

……

When Liang Yue woke up from his coma for the last time, he found that it was already getting dark.

"Master." The little Taoist boy Bai Yuan brought out two bowls of noodles with soybean paste. When he saw Liang Yue, he smiled and said, "Brother, you are awake. This bowl is for you. I will get another bowl."

"I can do it myself." Liang Yue said hurriedly.

"It's okay." Bai Yuan moved quickly, put down two bowls of noodles, turned around and went back.

A moment later, the master and his two disciples sat on the threshold of the Taoist temple and ate noodles together facing the door.

Liang Yue took two bites and praised: "It tastes very good."

"Bai Yuan's cooking skills are always very good." Wang Rulin buried his head in the food.

Liang Yue looked at the back of this junior fellow apprentice and felt a surge of admiration.

From what he saw today, Bai Yuan was doing almost everything inside and outside the Taoist temple. The master was just responsible for sitting there with an immortal look, welcoming pilgrims who might not come for several days.

This Taoist temple would not work without Bai Yuan.

"Junior Brother Bai Yuan is so outstanding, how come he is only a registered disciple?" he asked sincerely.

At his age and with his level of cultivation, any genius would seem weak in comparison.

“Haha.” Wang Rulin smiled in a mysterious way, “I can’t teach him my most powerful secret skills, but I can teach you.”

(End of this chapter)