Chapter 77: The Separated Continues

Ever since he was very young, Zhang Xiaofan had discovered his own extraordinariness.

His sense of smell was particularly acute. He could distinguish nine - tenths of things just by their smell. His sense of taste was extraordinary. Once he had eaten something, he could analyze its cooking method in a short time. He also had an associative ability. No matter what he saw, he could find the shadow of dishes in it - except when it came to Daoist magic.

So Zhang Xiaofan thought it over and came to the conclusion: There is no connection between Daoist magic and cooking!

This was something he had always firmly believed.

But at this moment!!!

That mysterious Heavenly Book suddenly made him understand something!

Stir - frying, quick - frying, boiling, steaming... Countless cooking actions flashed through his mind. Some difficult problems that he couldn't figure out before were suddenly enlightened. Even among various dishes, countless words were tumbling, including Taiji Xuanqing Dao, Great Brahma Prajna, and the nameless Heavenly Book!

A door that had never been seen before opened in front of Xiaofan!

He suddenly felt that he had stepped into a realm that no one had ever set foot in!

On the path of being a great chef, he had profound potential!!!

The confidence in cooking came back to him again!!!

Zhang Xiaofan turned around, walked up to the woman, and said with a fighting spirit, "I want to challenge you!" The ugly woman turned around, opened her mouth slowly, and said in a contemptuous tone, "You still have a lot to work on."

"Uh..." Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, and all the fighting spirit he had just brewed disappeared.

What was this? What kind of language was this?

The woman suddenly shook her head and smiled at Zhang Xiaofan, "Silly ancients. Let me, Yu Ting, translate for you!"

On that terrifying face, there was suddenly a bit of cuteness...

—————The Final Divider————— This was an ordinary inn. The wine flag fluttered in the wind. Inside the inn, there were a few scattered guests, not too many, but not too few either.

A plain - looking waiter, with a thin and lean figure and a small head, was having a conversation with a strange cloaked guest.

"Sir, do you want to stay at the inn?"

"I want the best room!"

"Uh, our inn doesn't have much business, and there aren't any good rooms."

"Things in the world are changeable, and man can conquer nature. The present doesn't represent the future."

The waiter was stunned for a few seconds, feeling a bit frustrated. There had been so many people coming here recently. Why were they all coming to this god - forsaken place? He was almost getting used to it now, always afraid of blurting out something wrong in his dreams.

"Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, Yellow, No Door to Enter!" The waiter said as usual.

The cloaked person suddenly moved closer. A wisp of faint fragrance wafted over, and the voice was lowered very, very softly. If the waiter didn't listen carefully, he really wouldn't be able to hear it!

"The Dragon and the Phoenix Bring Prosperity, I Alone Am Supreme."

The pen in the waiter's hand for keeping accounts suddenly dropped. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva hard, and his eyes were wide open like glass balls: "Please, please, Sir, please!"

His eyes were full of fear and respect!

The cloaked person walked up the stairs.

After turning a few corners, as if already familiar with the terrain. The cloaked person pushed open an ancient - looking door and walked in.

Everyone in the room stood up and saluted when they saw her: "Miss Su!"

"Alright, no need for so many formalities. Everyone, please sit down."

The cloaked person gently took off the concealing cloak, revealing her true appearance. Her delicate face exuded a bit of mature charm, and a pair of clear eyes sparkled with the brilliance of wisdom. She was actually - "This gathering mainly has two things. One is to announce the new Holy Lord. The second is about,"

The woman paused, her eyes slowly moving over everyone. A faint, barely perceptible pressure gradually spread out. "The second is about the real cause of the previous Holy Lord's death."

As soon as the words were spoken, the room suddenly became as quiet as the night, still as a stagnant pool. Several old men looked at each other in shock, too astonished to speak!

——————The Divider of Return—————— By the Merciless Sea, a huge python, as if it had seen a ghost, was fleeing in all directions. Its rough and hard skin was torn with hundreds of wounds of different sizes. It tried its best to swim into the water, but the water seemed to have a life of its own. It either coiled around, repelled, or condensed into sharp swords... In short, it just wouldn't let the python enter the water!

The Blackwater Mysterious Snake was known for its violent temper! But at this moment, there was actually a hint of fear in its eyes!

Every attack was weak and timid. On the contrary, whenever it found a one - in - ten - thousandth chance to escape, the Blackwater Mysterious Snake would put all its strength into it and flee quickly, like a homeless dog!

"Little snake! You Don't even think about it escape!"

Lin Xing waved his big hand, his face full of excitement. Seven or eight Taiji diagrams, "卐" characters, and the strange patterns of the Charm Heart Sutra shot out rapidly, hitting the Blackwater Mysterious Snake like raindrops.

"You've bullied me for so long. Now it's time for you to pay the interest!"

Lin Xing kicked his right leg forward. A surging current, like a shooting waterfall, blasted towards the Blackwater Mysterious Snake, and the waves along the way quickly parted.

"You want to die! But I don't want to kill you yet!!!"

With another raise of his hand, the water on all sides turned into a huge cage, tightly entangling the opponent.

"Poof", "Poof", "Poof"...

Dozens more wounds were added to the surface of the Blackwater Mysterious Snake!

Lin Xing felt that his state was better than ever. Every attack, whether raising his hand or taking a step, could infuse the artistic conception of water. No matter how he attacked, it was smooth and incisive. Moreover, under the artistic conception of "water", the power was not to be underestimated!

The "artistic conception" had broken free from the bondage of "form" and become a power that could be freely exerted!

And the pure artistic conception of water was much stronger than the artistic conception presented through moves!!!

Lin Xing withdrew his hand, twisted his wrist, and with a loud bang, the overwhelming water force knocked the Blackwater Mysterious Snake towards him.

"Next is the most powerful form of the artistic conception!"

Lin Xing grinned proudly, unable to contain his excitement any longer, and let out a long howl to the sky!

God still favored him!

A blue immortal sword appeared in his hand. Lin Xing twisted his body and waved his hand. Every movement coincided with the flow of water!

With one sword strike!

An indomitable momentum!

This was a waterfall!!!

The momentum in the sword was the artistic conception of the waterfall!

The shaking of the sword body was the form of the waterfall!

Both form and artistic conception were complete!!!

This was a realm that even Su Lingfeng hadn't reached!!!

This time, Lin Xing had broken through two levels in one go!

The overwhelming sword intent, combined with the moves, was even more terrifying, more perfect, more natural, and closer to the artistic conception of the waterfall!

"Chi————————————"

The sword energy arrived in an instant. A hideous wound dozens of zhang long appeared on the surface of the Blackwater Mysterious Snake. Without even the strength to hiss, the Blackwater Mysterious Snake plopped back into the Merciless Sea. The overwhelming sword intent still hadn't dissipated. The remaining part hit the cave wall, and the loud rumbling continued, leaving deep marks...

"Finally, I can contend with the Zhu Xian Sword!"

Lin Xing let out a sigh with deep emotion. His years of hard work had finally paid off!

Coming back to his senses, Lin Xing walked step by step, gently towards the Blackwater Mysterious Snake. His steps were steady, the sword light was cold, and it rippled on the lake surface, spreading circles of scarlet bloodstains.

This was the Merciless Sea!

The long sword slashed upwards from below, cutting through the water surface, bringing up huge waves. The tragic eyes of the Blackwater Mysterious Snake were covered in blood...