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thirty one, wake up (middle)

Zhang Zhilin calmly watched the sword fly towards the master of the Ningding Realm. The blood on his body gradually solidified.

Then the master stretched out a white palm, which was as delicate and smooth as brocade, and more like the warmth of jade. His fingertips gently touched the sword formed by the wind and sand, and when he pointed down, the sword actually advanced three inches before turning into a sword.

The powder floated away. Even the master of the Ningding Realm was very surprised.

At this time, the Condensing Cauldron Realm master seemed to no longer want to make things difficult for Zhang Zhilin, and all the pressure on Zhang Zhilin had dissipated.

Zhang Zhilin could feel the surprise of the master of the Condensing Cauldron Realm, but Zhang Zhilin looked at the master of the Condensing Cauldron Realm very warily.

Suddenly the laughter of a Ningding Realm master came, as if he was very happy, and as if he had discovered something interesting.

Zhang Zhilin could clearly feel how the person in the Condensing Cauldron Realm felt about him, and strangely he didn't lose his temper.

The Condensing Cauldron Realm master seemed to be sure of something. He stretched himself out lazily and said with a bit of carelessness and threat, "Do you want to become your teacher?"

Zhang Zhilin looked at Hangu Pass. He thought for a long time and finally nodded.

So, under everyone's shocked eyes, Zhang Zhilin was taken to the Hangu Pass by the Ningding Realm master, and they flew into the distance together...

The birds flew away and the rabbits flew away, and the white horses passed by. In a flash, Zhang Zhilin felt that the world had changed forever. Only then did Zhang Zhilin, who came out of the training place, realize that nearly a thousand years had passed.

The servant on the side changed Zhang Zhilin's clothes and pointed out the location of the master to Zhang Zhilin, so Zhang Zhilin went to the back mountain alone.

Looking at the pavilion in the middle of the calm lake, walking on the waves feels a bit free and easy.

Zhang Zhilin fell straight next to the wine stove, looked at the person lying on the side, and sat helplessly beside that person. The person lying on the side was none other than Zhang Zhilin's cheap master. At this time, his face was covered with a bamboo hat, and

What he is wearing is the brocade robe woven by the Shangqiu Song Embroidery Company, one of the Three Brocades of Jiangshan.

While turning over the fragrant wood in the fire, he looked at the wood carefully. It was the innate spiritual wood sent by Xingdu Nanshou Palace.

Innate spiritual wood, good medicinal materials, and even in formations can be all good materials. Now they are used for heating, which is really a waste of resources...

However, Zhang Zhilin was used to it. Zhang Zhilin, who was thinking while playing with the wood, suddenly fell into thinking. He looked out of the lake with some nostalgia, his eyes became farther and farther away, until a piece of burning red wood fell to the ground, causing a burst of cigarette smoke to scatter.

, and then pulled Zhang Zhilin back to where he was.

"Oh ho...? Are you out of seclusion?" The man who had been lying down suddenly stood up and approached Zhang Zhilin and said lazily.

"Are you awake?" Zhang Zhilin asked.

"Hmm. I slept pretty well. I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time. Besides, it was quite interesting." He took off the hat on his face, and it turned out to be a woman.

Zhang Zhilin looked at it carefully, but couldn't see his face clearly. He simply continued to stir the fire.

The woman wanted to say something else, but Zhang Zhilin stood up directly and left without saying anything.

"Are you going to retreat?" the woman asked.

Zhang Zhilin nodded.

Another three hundred years passed by, and it was already one thousand to two hundred years since we arrived at Hangu Pass.

Zhang Zhilin came to the mountain gate of the retreat and looked at the bright moon in front of him. He felt a faint fragrance of flowers coming towards him. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was an unsealed can of wine.

Zhang Zhilin took the wine directly, raised his head and drank.

While drinking, he said depressedly, "It's really weird."

"What's the matter?" The woman asked with squinting eyes and a charming look. She raised her head, exposed her white neck, and drank a large gulp of wine, showing an indescribable grace and grace.

Zhang Zhilin was lost in thought, but did not speak. He stood up again and returned to the mountain gate.

The woman watched Zhang Zhilin retreat again and said mockingly, "This is the second time."

When Zhang Zhilin came out of seclusion again, the mountains, rivers, sun and moon had already been alarmed. At that time, the sky and the earth tilted, the sun and the moon sank to the west, the wind and clouds moved violently, the four directions were like hollow drums, roaring under the thunder and lightning, and the winds in all directions

They all surge upward, and the backflow of wind and sand blocks the sun in the dark sand layer.

The sound alarmed countless people.

It also lasted for an unknown number of days.

When Zhang Zhilin walked out of the storm, he was in a new mood, and his whole person had an aura of being out of the dust.

The woman looked at Zhang Zhilin in surprise and murmured, "This is the first time this happened. It's a pity that he can't see his face clearly."

Zhang Zhilin looked at the woman, said nothing, and flew directly into the distance.

At this time, the first Qianxun Pu in ancient Qin Province seemed to be the same, without any change. Until red thunder and lightning flashed in the distance, under the raging light, everything was annihilated in the darkness, and there were only roars and roars.

The light of thunder and lightning coexists. It seems that there is nothing between heaven and earth anymore...

Zhang Zhilin harnessed the red thunder and lightning and descended in front of Qianxun Pu. Watching everything disappear in front of him, Zhang Zhilin suddenly calmed down.

He smiled and murmured to himself, "I see, that's it... Sansheng Bridge, Sansheng Bridge, I thought I was entering the past life, but it turned out to be the bridge of the next life? Did it turn my body into an illusion?"

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"So, this is still Sansheng Bridge! Do you think my only goal is to flatten the Qianxun Pu? Sansheng Bridge, you are not qualified enough. Even if you create a dream for me, it is not grand enough!"

"I, Zhang Zhilin, don't need anyone to satisfy me. I want it to be done by myself. I want to do it myself!"

Open your hand and hold a sword. "Sword of the Emperor - Tai'alin!"

"The emperor's sword has mountains and rivers as its blade and ridge, four seas as its hilt and front, it is controlled by the five elements, it is judged by punishment and virtue, it is opened by yin and yang, it is held by spring and summer, and it is moved by autumn and winter. This sword is straight and unparalleled, and it is unparalleled in lifting.

There is nothing wrong with the case, and there is nothing wrong with the destiny. The uppermost will be the floating clouds, and the lower will be the end!"

This is what Swordsman Ye Ze has learned all his life.

"Of course, I don't want the sword of the Emperor, I want the sword of the Supreme! I want the sword of the world's submission, the sword that can rule the world without borrowing its power!"

"Break it for me!"

Once the heaven and earth see a sword light, everything will be annihilated and become invisible.

I can't hold on to this fantasy anymore.

Zhang Zhilin woke up and looked back, only to find that no one was looking at him. He felt that he was suspicious. Then he looked around and saw that it was on the Sansheng Bridge.

In other words, after I broke Zhang Yuhe's dream of the afterlife, I fell into the illusion of the next life. One was the obsession of the past, and the other was the desire of the future. Fortunately, I let myself break them both.

Zhang Zhilin looked at Sansheng Bridge and found that Gu Yucheng was standing on the bridge, still not awake.

So I wanted to step forward and observe, but found that I couldn't move. I immediately panicked and started to feel carefully. After a long time, I realized that besides being unable to move, I had no other restrictions.

So I calmed down and thought about why I was like this. But I still couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Gu Yucheng showed no sign of waking up.

Zhang Zhilin tried to wake up Gu Yucheng, but there was no way to contact Gu Yucheng. He could only look at Gu Yucheng like this.
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