Chapter 519: Surrender to Dajing
The so-called sword cultivator kills powerful enemies, challenges the world with sword skills, uses the enemy's blood as the basis for sharpening the sword, and has no regrets when the sword is struck. If a sword fails, the sword will be broken and the cultivation will be destroyed in an instant.

Dugu Lan drew his sword silently, and each sword was faster than the last. He wielded his Qi and slashed at the water monster in front of him, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. The water monster fought back with surging water vapor and endless blood mist, but he repelled it with just one sword.

We sword cultivators would rather break than bend!
There are sword cultivators in the world. There are people who have combined their own honor and disgrace, life and death, love and hate, and emotions into one sword. All things in the world are dependent on one sword.

Life and death depend on the sword, there is no other way!
Dugu Lan looked at the figure above the water monster's head without saying much. Although he was the wine messenger of the Ming Cult and the only one supporting his own lineage, he had already chosen his own path and there was no need to say much. Everything he wanted to say was in the sword, all on the sword!

Baiyue looked at Dugu Lan with a hint of a smile on her lips. Fengdu had already made arrangements to set everyone free. The Ming Cult was not a constraint for them, so no matter what choice they made, there was no question of rebellion between Dugu Lan and Bu Jichan. They just had different paths.

Instead, the psychological game between Dugu Lan and Bu Jichan and their own thoughts attracted Baiyue's attention more. After all, they were originally a cult of demons, and their predecessors were even demons. Now they have devoted themselves to the right path. The changes in their inner minds are rare treasures for Baiyue, a demon who feeds on lust.

He knew very well that the choice of the two was not about orthodoxy or good or evil. They did not choose the right path, but chose the righteousness in their hearts. It is easy to say that one should understand one's true heart, but it is so difficult to truly understand it.

The water spirit bead in Baiyue's hand emitted a bloody light, and his attacks became more and more fierce. Although he respected the choices of the two, they were no longer on the same path. He was also a true demon who knew his own nature, and he would decide victory or defeat by life and death.

Dugu Lan understood this principle, and Zhang Wuji, who was fighting with Bu Jichan, naturally understood it as well, so the four of them did not hold back. The worst that could happen was that they would die for the sake of righteousness and sacrifice themselves for the sake of Taoism, and that was all.

Dugu Lan drew his sword's spine, and the sword energy around him took shape, forming thirteen swords of energy, seven long and five short. The swords of energy protected the vital points of his body, eliminating the endless stream of real water and blood mist, strangling it completely.

He raised his hand again, and the sword lights on the sword gathered and flowed, and the true energy surged. The sword lights entangled, and then gave rise to all things, turning into grass, trees, birds, beasts, mountains, rivers and seas, and even the world.

On his sword, the sword world created by the sword energy slowly faded away, and with one sword, the sky was split open, and the sharpest and strongest sword energy filled the air. The sky and the earth darkened, leaving only the shining sword world.

Bu Jichan is not much behind. She is not a sword practitioner, but she has comprehended countless secret sword techniques from the Cihang Sword Canon. This is the foundation of her own unique sword technique. It is a systematic sword technique, and when combined with the Su Nu Sword in her hand, it is extremely powerful.

"Good sword! You control the sword with emotion and make it sharp with spirit. If I hadn't been so steady in my mind, I would have been disturbed by your sword of emotion as soon as we started fighting, and I wouldn't have been able to exert even 70% of my full strength."

Zhang Wuji exclaimed, the red giant was actually a skill to control the situation. And because he was just born, he was able to seal the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, leaving all the Xuanmen people helpless. This was already rare. Moreover, those Xuanmen true masters were trying every means to crack it. It was enough for the red giant to be able to contend with him. Next, it would depend on him to fight and compete.

Bu Jichan glanced at Zhang Wuji with complicated eyes. She was naturally aware of the identity of the person in front of her. She ignored the surprise of the surrounding righteous cultivators and held the hilt of the sword upside down and bowed: "This is the Su Nu Heart-searching Sword, a sword of love, which I gained from my understanding of the Cihang Sword Canon."

Zhang Wuji laughed, "What a great sword indeed!" He did not mind much in his heart. If he revealed Bu Jichan's identity at this time, even if he made a move like this, the Xuanmen would be wary and wary of him in the future. However, he did not do so and just slashed out with the sword.

A sword was drawn, breaking through the air, but was dodged by Bu Jichan, and she was not hurt. However, she seemed to have been freed of all distracting thoughts in her mind, and was no longer troubled. She then attacked more fiercely and decisively, and her sword energy was three times stronger.

Seeing the fight inside the arena, some of the righteous outside were fighting against the enemy, while others were trying to break the red and green forbidden spirit special effects. Wang Yansheng coughed dryly and sent a message to all directions: "My fellow practitioners, although Sword Saint Dugu and Fairy Bu have taken action to stop the enemy, it is difficult for a single tree to hold out. Please make plans early to avoid wasting the breathing opportunity you two have fought for."

The monks present were very sharp-minded. Yu Xian quickly said, "Your Majesty, we all know the strangeness of you. If there is any way to break the impasse, please tell us quickly."

Wang Yansheng smiled in his heart when he heard the name, so he said in a difficult way: "Although I have the sword intent hidden, my cultivation is not enough, and it is difficult to show the power of the sword intent. If I want to break the situation..."

"Your Majesty, if you have any advice, we will cooperate with you!" Yu Xian said hastily. Seeing that the righteous army was trapped here, the slightest mistake would lead to the annihilation of the entire army, so he had no time to care about so many things.

Wang Yansheng asked the old men again, and when he saw that the time was almost right, he spoke: "The sword intent in my body is mixed, although it is not profound, but there is one sword intent that I have nurtured for a long time, and it is extremely pure." "This sword is a sword intent of Zhuxian, which is the supreme sword intent that controls the way of killing. In addition, there are three other sword intents, namely, Juexian, Luxian, and Xianxian. If I can draw out one, maybe I can hold on for a long time. If all four are used together, it is possible to break this situation, but..."

"Just how?"

Wang Yansheng frowned and said, "It's just that my cultivation is not deep enough to support the appearance of four sword intentions. I still need the help of my fellow Taoists."

Yu Xian was delighted: "How difficult is this? I will select a few people to practice with Your Majesty. We are all immortals and gods. Although it is difficult to comprehend one or two sword meanings and fully understand them, it is easy to understand the mysteries."

After saying this, he took out a glass porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "This elixir was given by the ancestor of the heavens. It is the best medicine for restoring magic power and improving cultivation. I wanted to do it when the situation was irreversible, and now I am handing it over to Your Majesty."

Seeing Yuxian's behavior, other people also donated generously. Wang Yansheng said that he was grateful, but he did not leave out a single donation and did not keep any.

"There is just one more thing I need to make clear," Wang Yansheng said again, "My sword intent is the foundation of the sect and the country. Although it is a weapon of killing, it can suppress the dragon energy of the country. If you want to participate in it, the fate and dragon energy of the sect must be merged with the great scene. From now on, we will prosper together and suffer together, and it will be difficult to separate."

Only then did he reveal his fundamental purpose. If he was not plotting to seize the scattered luck and dragon energy of the authentic Xuanmen, why would Wang Yansheng wait until this moment to speak?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present frowned. The Taoist tradition is the Taoist tradition, national destiny is national destiny, and the five virtues circulate. A country only rises and falls in a few hundred years, but the Taoist sect lasts for thousands of years. That's why there are such sayings as dynasties that last overnight and sects that last forever.

If the fate is favorable and the life span is as long as the country, a prosperous dynasty that will last for a thousand years will be born. At that time, what should the righteous sects do?

At this moment, the red giant roared, and the forbidden spirit field hovering here became more solid, and even the immortal practitioners who tried to break the field were attacked back, their magic power became unstable, their spiritual energy was depleted, and their breath became weak.

With another roar, Dugu Lan's hair and beard stood up, he looked extremely wild and unrestrained, no longer calm, as if he was risking his life.

Wang Yansheng pointed his finger and said meaningfully, "Sword Saint Dugu has used his most powerful spell. It seems that he doesn't have much time left to turn the tables!"

Yu Xian looked into the distance, feeling hatred in his heart. That domain seemed to be real, sealing off one side and forming an independent world, surrounding the battlefield. Not to mention fighting the enemy, even breaking free from the restraints and getting out of the domain would be extremely difficult.

"It is the time and fate. We can only temporarily choose a few sects and merge with the great Jinglong Qi to become a sect that will prosper with the country and try our best to maintain the operation of the dynasty."

He sighed, if they acted like this, the dynasty sect would be very different from the Taoist school that was independent of the dynasty. Under the influence of interests, gaps would appear in the long run, and there was no telling how many secret struggles would occur. But now, was there any other way to break the impasse?

"My clan wishes to merge into Dajing and take one quota. There are two seats left. Please make a decision quickly!"

Yu Xian said in a deep voice, looking at his fellow practitioners. He knew in his heart that once this decision was made, both sides would become strangers.

"Fortunately, Wang Yansheng is not an ordinary person. He is born with supernatural powers. I hope that our clan can gain a place in Dajing and have a long-lasting relationship with the country. Haha, this can be regarded as a loyal minister. It's a pity that loyal ministers may not have a good ending. We can only take it one step at a time."

He was helpless. As the leader of Xuanmen, this decision must be made by him and must start with him. Yuxian could only look at Wang Yansheng and comfort himself in his heart.

(End of this chapter)