The Fourth Financial Crisis

After being openly mocked by Mo Yunlan, Lin Jianxing's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

He stared into Mo Yunlan's eyes, and said with an angry smile: "Hey Mo Yunlan, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? I think you are just trying to make things up for the benefit of Duzhitang!"

Hearing what Lin Jianxing said, Mo Yunlan knew that his persuasion just now had no effect at all.

He turned his head helplessly, looked at the endless Qinglan River, sighed and said: "Master Lin, if you insist on having your own way, then I will give you a wise saying that Elder Luo Shen said during his lifetime."

"Oh? I wonder what advice Elder Luo gave me back then?"

Mo Yunlan pointed to the Qinglan River at the foot of Canglang Pavilion and said word by word: "People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places! It is the various rules, both overt and covert, that constitute the basis for the survival of the cultivation society. I don’t have the ability to change my destiny like Master Ma, but I want to override the rules, and there won’t be any good results!”

Following Mo Yunlan's finger, Lin Jianxing stared blankly at the Qinglan River flowing eastward.

After a moment, he actually burst out laughing.

This time it was Mo Yunlan's turn to wonder: "Why are you laughing?"

Lin Jianxing did not answer, but took out the Bailou Sword, the divine weapon of the Wuliang Sword Sect, from his waist, pointed at the Qinglan River from a distance: "It is indeed natural for water to flow to lower places, but cultivators like us are inherently If you go against heaven and pursue immortality, if you don’t have the awareness to fight against heaven and earth, how can you achieve the path to immortality?”

Seeing Lin Jianxing draw the divine sword Bailou, Mo Yunlan's heart suddenly sank: "Master Lin, what exactly do you want to do?"

This time Lin Jianxing did not answer, but the aura around him surged like a tsunami.

He actually started pouring all his magic power into the Bailou Sword!

As Lin Jianxing activated the Divine Sword Bailou with all his strength, the aura environment of the Wuliang Mountains was like a level 16 typhoon.

The powerful spiritual energy fluctuations of the monks at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul set off huge waves of spiritual energy. Even the three-dimensional universe around Canglang Pavilion was shattered by the supreme power of the monks at the Nascent Soul stage, revealing a strange and infinite sea of ​​void. ontology. As Lin Jianxing's mana continued to pour in, this divine weapon of the Infinite Sword Sect's Zhensect soon gave off a breath of destruction to the world, making Mo Yunlan, who was also a great monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, unable to withstand the pressure and retreat. Half a step forward.

As we all know, the Wuliang Sword Sect has a total of two supreme weapons that are equally powerful:

They are the sword [White House] exclusive to the sword-wielding elders of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and the sword [Lou Guan] exclusive to the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Before becoming the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Lin Jianxing had been a sword-wielding elder for more than four hundred years. He had already mastered the power of the Bailou Sword and used it like an arm. It was precisely because of this that he became the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect. Behind the Sect, instead of taking over the exclusive sword tower of the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect from Mo Yunlan as usual, he still holds his original sword, the White Tower.

With the blessing of the divine sword Bailou, Lin Jianxing's power has far exceeded the limit of the mid-stage Yuanying. Even ordinary late-stage Yuanying monks may not be able to withstand this void-shattering blow!

This horrifying scene made Mo Yunlan exclaim: "Lin Jianxing, are you crazy?"

However, Lin Jianxing laughed loudly: "How could I be crazy? Mo Yunlan, don't you want to discuss some natural laws with me? Then I will show you now. As the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect, I am above The power above nature——"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jianxing had already charged up, and the White Mansion Sword suddenly lit up with infinite brilliance. Its spiritual pressure was so strong that it had transformed the world around Lin Jianxing into a fragmented boundless sea of ​​void, which a large number of three-dimensional beings could not understand at all. Pictures of light and shadow kept flashing through the boundless sea of ​​emptiness. However, in this boundless sea of ​​emptiness that ordinary people could not understand, a white light like a horse suddenly swept out and aimed at the cliffs on both sides of the Qinglan River.

This move is not unfamiliar to Mo Yunlan. It is the Nascent Soul stage killing move inherited from the Wuliang Sword Sect’s Human Sword——

Three generations of delusion!

Mo Yunlan wanted to stop Lin Jianxing's crazy behavior, but his actions were still a step too slow.

Before he had time to take out the Lou Guan Sword that Ma Tianyi personally entrusted to him for safekeeping back then from his sword box, he saw brilliant white auras slapping heavily on the steep mountain walls on both sides of the Qinglan River.

"This sword——!"

"Duanjiang——!"

“Boom—boom—!

Along with the earth-shaking loud noise, the entire southeast corner of the Wuliang Mountains shook violently. Even in Yunlai City, which was dozens of miles away, the cultivators felt the obvious shaking coming from the direction of the Wuliang Mountains.

Located at the very center of the explosion, the entire Qinglan River Valley cliff seemed to have been cut from the center with an invisible ax by a giant. A granite mountain weighing hundreds of millions of tons was like a hot knife cutting butter. The terrifying sword light of the Bailou Sword neatly cut it off from the connection point on the surface, and fell into the Qinglan River with the force of Mount Tai.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

The mountain that fell into the river raised water mist hundreds of meters high, and there were even powerful spiritual energy waves surging in it. If Mo Yunlan hadn't put up the Nascent Soul-level magic shield in time, the Canglang Pavilion, where he had been retreating all year round, would have been destroyed. , I am afraid that it will be completely destroyed on the spot by the man-made mudslide formed by the mixture of landslide and Qinglan River water.

The power of Lin Jianxing's sword actually directly changed the landscape of the Qinglan River Valley!

As the smoke and dust from the explosion gradually dissipated, looking at the original Qinglan River channel from above, I saw that the entire valley had been tightly blocked by collapsed rocks and soil. After the water of the Qinglan River surged into the blockage, it was basically It cannot continue to flow downstream, but directly forms a small barrier lake. As time goes by, the water level of the barrier lake continues to rise.

Slowly putting away the Bailou Sword, Lin Jianxing gently exhaled a breath: "Elder Mo, you saw it! The saying that water flows to lower places is not always correct. It mainly depends on us Nascent Souls who have the power of heaven and earth. Brother, how do you view this problem?"

Mo Yunlan took a deep look at Lin Jianxing and said: "Master Lin, even if your Bailou Sword can temporarily cut off the Qinglan River, can you still cut off the Qinglan River forever? Even if it is a barrier lake, there will always be A day of being washed away!”

Lin Jianxing didn't care at all: "So what? In the worst case, I will strike again!"

Mo Yunlan took two steps back: "You are so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid of dragging the world of cultivation into the abyss?"

After saying more than half a sentence, Lin Jianxing snorted coldly and said: "Elder Mo, if you really put the overall situation of the Jiuzhou cultivation world first, don't oppose the decision made by me, the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, that's all. , I’ll take my leave!”

After saying that, Lin Jianxing said no more, turned into a golden rainbow again and headed straight for the Wuliang Golden Summit, the highest peak of the Wuliang Mountains.

Seeing Lin Jianxing leaving, Mo Yunlan silently pulled out his Lou Guan Sword, and saw him slashing at the original Qinglan River. The Qinglan River barrier lake created by Lin Jianxing was once again blocked by Mo Yunlan. A gap was created, and the water of the Qinglan River began to flow downstream along the original river course again.

Staring at the Qinglan River barrier lake that was gradually collapsing, Mo Yunlan sighed quietly: "My withdrawal from the battle for the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect back then was probably the biggest mistake I made in my life!"

After saying that, Mo Yunlan turned into a sea-blue light and soared into the sky.

And the direction he was rushing to was the retreat place of Cheng Shuying, the supreme elder of Wuliang Sword Sect's Merit Hall.