Chapter 425 Hui Wu's Repentance and Final Transformation
As Liu Xia turned over, his robe fluttered and his sleeves fluttered, making him look like an immortal.
These sets of sword moves are so smooth and flowing that they are truly pleasing to the eye.
Following Liu Xia's unbridled sword intent, the broken blades also began to dance, wrapped in spiritual energy, like a group of flying butterflies competing for beauty, full of vitality yet confusing.
But Huiwu remained unmoved. He folded his arms across his chest and stood where he was, looking fearless.
Liu Xia didn't know what Hui Wu was thinking, but he didn't dare to be vague. He pointed the hilt of the sword, and the broken blades shot towards Hui Wu at the same time.
The sword blade was so sharp that it broke the deathly silence of the underworld.
Hui Wu bent down to avoid the oncoming broken blades, rolled over to stand still, and before the broken blades returned, he kicked his feet and dodged again.
This time, he was still hiding around Liu Xia, but he had no intention of fighting back.
With the help of spiritual energy, the speed of the sword blade was much faster than before. No matter how fast Hui Wu was or how good his body movements were, he was still surrounded by the broken blades in a moment.
This time, Hui Wu had nowhere to hide!
Liu Xia succeeded, but only trapped Hui Wu there, and did not rush to attack.
It was not because Liu Xia forgave Hui Wu, he could not have forgiven him, but Cheng Xin Zhenren often told him:
"Everything you ask for has a reason. Cause and effect are cyclical, and everything happens naturally. If you can resolve it, it can be considered a good fate."
In theory, people who practice spiritual cultivation should not get involved in the cause and effect of others.
But thinking of their fellow disciples, Liu Xia wanted to convert Hui Wu. However, when he saw the scaly face and the pair of sinister eyes, he could not let it go no matter what.
Whenever he looked at Hui Wu, he would recall the scene three years ago when the sharp claws pierced Ban Xia. For the past three years, this scene had been tormenting Liu Xia and had never stopped.
This incident has become his inner demon, and he would always wake up in the middle of the night because of it.
Liu Xia frowned, closed his eyes in pain and turned his face away.
he……
He still couldn't forgive...
If you forgive, your Tao heart will be destroyed!
Liu Xia clenched his fingers into a fist, and a trace of bright red seeped out from between his fingers and dripped onto the ground.
At the same time, the swords that trapped Huiwu stabbed down in unison.
However, this time, even with the bonus of spiritual energy, those broken blades only touched Hui Wu and did not penetrate him even a little bit.
The Huasheng Sword cannot penetrate the dragon armor!
Hui Wu, who had been silent all this time, laughed this time. His laughter was shrill and made his rugged face look even more hideous.
"Is this all you have?"
It seems like a provocation, but also like a question.
Without waiting for Liu Xia to respond, Hui Wu raised his claws and rushed towards him, so fast that even the dust on the ground had no time to react.
Hui Wu was right in front of him, and this time his murderous intent was revealed!
Liu Xia could feel the sharp murderous aura, which made him feel cold all over. He thought Hui Wu must have improved, but he didn't expect it to be so fast that he didn't even have time to react.
Just as Hui Wu was about to take action, dust started to rise. Liu Xia then came to his senses and quickly stepped back to move away.
If the speed continues, no matter how good Liu Xia's physical skills are, he will never be a match for Hui Wu.
Are you going to use that trick...
However, that move required a great deal of spiritual energy. Although it might succeed, he would certainly be unable to move afterwards.
If it doesn't work...
But there seems to be no better way at the moment...
Hui Wu didn't seem to be in a hurry to chase and kill, but looked at Liu Xia with interest, just like a raccoon playing with its prey.
Liu Xia didn't seem annoyed and silently made finger gestures.
As the finger gestures changed, the scattered broken blades turned into powder and disappeared in the flying dust.
At this time, Liu Xia's robe fluttered, his hair braids flew in the wind, and spiritual energy continued to flow out of his body, wrapping him like armor.
This is a move I figured out a year ago when I was searching for Banxia's soul.
At that time, they encountered a big monster. Liu Xia and Lian Qiao fell into a desperate situation. Unexpectedly, when they were on the verge of death, they accidentally entered the Qi pool. Only then did they realize this trick and subdue the big monster.
But the price was also painful. After that, Liu Xia could not move for half a month, let alone circulate his internal energy. Even water had to be fed to him by Lian Qiao.
According to Master Fuyin, this is a spiritual dispersion syndrome, which is an extremely dangerous thing.
Three years ago, when Yuan Qing was in danger, Miss Lingxiang's spirit dispersed. If she had not been treated in time, her life span would have been consumed and she would have died.
Fortunately, unlike Lingxiang, Liu Xia's spiritual roots are intact and he can control his advance and retreat on his own, which is a blessing.
However, this kind of move should never be tried lightly unless it is absolutely necessary. Otherwise, if you fall into the hands of the enemy, you will be slaughtered and die.
Seeing that Liu Xia no longer held back, Hui Wu showed excitement. He also burst out with all his strength and rushed towards Liu Xia without hesitation.
The two collided with each other, sparks flew, and neither of them could break through the other's energy.
The two of them fought in the air, but it seemed like they were fighting in close combat, their body movements opposing each other, and they countered each other's moves.
Liu Xia was still practicing sword techniques, and the blade was vaguely visible on the hilt of his sword. It was straight and sharp, like a whip, swift as a dragon, appearing and disappearing, and very impressive.
Hui Wu had an evil smile on his face, a crazy look on his face, and bloodshot eyes. He swung his dragon claws very quickly, his shiny nails gleaming coldly, his killing intent fully revealed, and he tore at Liu Xia's spiritual energy wantonly.
In the confrontation between the two sides, no one had the upper hand, and no one was at a disadvantage.
The fight shook the ground, raising clouds of dust that rolled between the two of them, and lightning spread through it, like a flying snake. Even Xinyi and the others in the distance were attracted by the strange scene here.
They wanted to help, but they were too busy to do anything else. They could only watch and try to prepare themselves for the powerful enemy before them.
I don't know how long this fight lasted, but it came to an abrupt end in an instant.
The dust had not yet settled, but two figures could be vaguely seen, standing there with their backs to each other.
One held a long sword, the other held a claw at the side.
After a moment, the man holding the sword knelt down dejectedly, covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Liu Xia finally used up all his spiritual power and now he doesn't even have the strength to stand.
Hui Wu turned and walked towards Liu Xia, his thin body still looking frail. He didn't have any advantage either, as all the dragon armor on his body was destroyed, leaving only a few strands still stubbornly clinging to his body.
When he approached Liu Xia, Hui Wu did not take any action. He just lowered his head and looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the dust and fog, the two of them just stood there motionless, like old friends in a landscape painting.
However, Liu Xia did not lose this battle.
Although Liu Xia was exhausted, he had no injuries on his body, and even the hem of his robe was as neat as new.
On the other hand, Hui Wu was dressed in rags, his scales were broken, and even his dragon claws were covered with scars.
Finally, Hui Wu fell down and fell beside Liu Xia.
As Huiwu fell, green sprouts stretched out from her scales and spread throughout her body.
Although it is called a new move, it is essentially the same as the previous one, except that the form of the Huasheng Sword has been slightly changed.
The previous move was to break the Huasheng Sword into pieces of broken blades, connected by spiritual threads, and wielded like a long whip.
This time it was the same, the only difference was that the sword blade was even more fragmented, as fine as a speck of dust, so tiny that it could be barely visible and easily overlooked.
What had just wrapped around Liu Xia were these tiny sword blades.
When the two were fighting, Liu Xia ordered the sword blades to slowly penetrate Hui Wu's dragon armor and cut his flesh.
Anyone who is wounded by the Huasheng Sword will inevitably fall into its spell, and branches will grow from it according to the will of its master.
After all, it is necessary to connect many trivial sword blades, so it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, which is why he will be exhausted.
This requires mobilizing all the spiritual power in the body!
Liu Xia only glanced at Hui Wu who had fallen to the ground, then knelt and sat motionless.
He now didn't even have the strength to lie down, and even breathing required a lot of effort.
Just when Liu Xia was wondering how long it would take him to recover his strength this time, Hui Wu grabbed his sleeve.
Liu Xia really didn't have the strength to move, but Hui Wu held him tightly until Liu Xia turned his head with difficulty to look at him, and then he loosened his grip.
Buds had already begun to grow out of Hui Wu's face. When Liu Xia looked over, there was light in Hui Wu's eyes that even the spreading vines could not block.
Hui Wu took something out of his arms with difficulty and handed it to Liu Xia.
Liu Xia was stunned at first, then his eyes widened and he looked shocked.
What Hui Wu handed over was a glass lamp with a cloud of mist in it, faintly flashing a faint blue light.
It’s the soul-locking lamp!
A thin line extended from the soul-locking lamp and connected directly to Liu Xia's waist, and hanging on his waist was Banxia's Bagua plate!
It is the last wisp of Pinellia’s soul!
Liu Xia suddenly gained strength and took the lantern from Hui Wu's hand with trembling hands. His handsome face was covered with sweat or tears.
Huiwu also smiled, closed his eyes contentedly, lowered his raised arms, put down the burden in his heart, and calmly waited for the end to come.
But his hand did not fall to the ground, but was caught steadily by Liu Xia.
The green leaves that had been slowly sprouting began to grow wildly. In a short while, the vines covered Hui Wu's entire body, even the hand that Liu Xia was holding was not spared.
The vines have alternate feathery leaves, and yellow flowers bloom one after another, as if there has never been a single person here and it has always been a cluster of flowers.
These flowers are...
"Thorn..."
Liu Xia murmured and put down the vine in his hand. There were buds on the vine that were quietly blooming.
The thorny one is the rose. The flower is yellow like gold, the petals are like eggs, and the stamens are like needles. They grow alternately and open, which is called repentance.
Liu Xia finally understood that the reason he felt Hui Wu was different at first was that he no longer had the murderous intent he had before, and his subsequent murderous intent was just to provoke him to take action.
I remember Miss Lingxiang once said that Huiwu might not be a bad person by nature, and all he wanted was fairness.
It's just fair.
Liu Xia looked gloomy and laughed at himself - after all, he was too narrow-minded...
All the flowers began to dissipate, turning into specks of golden light, floating away to an unknown place in the distance. They were particularly eye-catching in the darkness.
Perhaps it was Lingxiang's persuasion, or perhaps it was his own realization.
Hui Wu...
Taoism...
(End of this chapter)
