Otherwise, the current monk Buli would have become a dead soul under his own sword just like the village girl on the Tongtian River ferry.

Yun Tianhong glanced at her disciple, and she naturally understood what Li Xiuyuan said.

The two people's positions were different at that time. How can there be no reason to be injured and bleed on a high platform?

He ignored his disciple's unreasonableness and instead thought about the two different sword intentions in the young man.

Looking at the complicated and beautiful carvings on the palace, I thought that if the young man really merged with the water, fire and sword...

What kind of sword power will it become? Or what kind of amazing sword realm can the young man one day transform two different sword powers into?

After thinking about it, she just said quietly: "I look forward to the day when you merge."

Li Xiuyuan was silent, looking at the boiling water on the stove on the table, thinking that there was a fire under the kettle...

And after boiling, if water turns into dense steam, it is like the power of yin and yang between heaven and earth...

The sky is yang and the earth is yin.

The sun in the sky is a fierce flaming sword.

The rivers on the earth are endless.

The sun shines on the river...the stove evaporates the water in the kettle...

The vaporized water rises into the sky and turns into clouds when it encounters sunlight. Are the clouds like the missing Yin-Yang stone tablet on the Tianshan Mountains?

Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, Yin and Yang of water and fire...

Quietly, Li Xiuyuan fell into an epiphany in front of Yun Tianhong...

Yun Ziyi stared blankly at the young man who was suddenly enlightened, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, what did you tell him? The little thief actually..."
Chapter completed!