Chapter 167 The Sword Spirit chooses the master in autumn and talks about what happened tens of thousands of years ago

Author: Wei Sheng Xiaoyao

In fact, whether this person is Zhi Ye Zhenjun or Sword Spirit is not important to Chu Li.

Since the sword spirit showed up to see him, it would be regarded as recognizing him.

Even though their swordsmanship is different between the two, he is a senior swordsman after all.

Looking at Chu Li who said nothing, Sword Spirit naturally knew what she meant.

The little girl is very slippery, but this does not affect Sword Spirit's appreciation of Chu Li.

"I am living desolately in this secret realm, and now I don't know how much time has passed in the outside world." Sword Spirit handed the dead tree that he broke off casually to Chu Li's hand, "Why don't you tell me?"

Chu Li thought for a moment: "It should be tens of thousands of years."

"Tens of thousands of years..." Sword Spirit sighed, "The years have passed by, and my old friend is no longer here. How is the Taiyi Sect now?"

Chu Lidao: "Taiyi Sect has a long heritage, so it naturally sits on the throne of the seven major sects."

The lines on the dead wood are deep and somewhat rough.

Chu Li glanced briefly, then raised her head and asked: "Senior Sword Spirit, I wonder if this junior can help you in any way?"

Sword Spirit raised his eyebrows: "How do you know I want something from you?"

"Since Senior Sword Spirit has appeared, he must have something to say and do." Chu Li said, "Seniors who have always existed in the world either to pass on their Taoism or have regrets in their hearts.

.Senior Zhiye has seen through life and death, and has sent his soul to the spiritual sword, but even thinking about it, he has no hope. So, senior Sword Spirit, do you want me to take you out of the secret realm of the sword forest and find a successor for you?"

Sword Spirit replied with a half-smile: "You have a good idea, but there is one thing. Why can't you be my chosen successor?"

Chu Li was slightly startled: "The avenues are different, the swordsmanship is different, how can this junior..."

"You are wrong again." Sword Spirit's eyes suddenly became distant, "What is the Tao? What does it mean to talk about the same path but different paths... But in my opinion, they are all different paths to the same destination. Aren't all the thousands of avenues aimed at ascending to the upper world?

The so-called enlightenment is not only to prove one's own way, but also to prove the way of the world. Monks defy heaven and obey heaven. Girl, you have to understand this truth."

Monks go against heaven, but they also obey heaven.

Chu Li seemed to feel something.

If the monks' practice is really against heaven, how can the heaven allow the monks to ascend?

The so-called cultivation of immortals is more like a kind of experience given to monks by Heaven.

"So, senior recognized me?"

Sword Spirit said: "Qingshan Sword Sect is a sword cultivating sect. Before you, many sword cultivators have entered this forest. Some of them cut down this forest with one sword, and some used their sword intent to wrap themselves tightly.

Actually, cross here. The former saw through the secret of this forest, while the latter chose to skip it directly. But you are the boldest and the one who is most in line with my wishes. Destroying this forest is certainly a way to break the situation.

, but in the final analysis, I only saw the surface, and I have no final conclusion about life and death. So, I waited for a long time and waited for you."

As the sword spirit finished speaking, the dead wood in Chu Li's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light.

I saw the dead wood growing continuously in Chu Li's hands, and in an instant it was three feet long. On top of the tree, all the dead wood remained.

It's only in the subtleties that you can vaguely see the edge of the sword.

"This is my true identity, Qiu Zhi. I asked you to think of me as the Sword Spirit, but I didn't ask you to call me Senior Sword Spirit over and over again. Since I have identified you, you can call me Qiu Zhi from now on."

When the sword appears in autumn, the surrounding woods completely disappear like a phantom.

"The kid who came with you was thrown to the other end of the sword forest by me. Don't be surprised if you don't see him." After all, the sword spirit is not Zhiye Zhenjun himself. There is always a hint of unruly and free and easy in his words, "You have to continue.

Do you want to practice in this sword forest? If you want to stay, I know a few good places that are suitable for you."

"Then before I bother you... Qiuzhi, you can show me the way."

Just when Chu Li wanted to put the Qiu Zhi Sword's body into the Qiankun Bag, the Qiu Zhi Sword turned into a wooden hairpin shaped like a dead tree and lay quietly in Chu Li's palm.

...Why is it a hairpin again?

Qiu Zhi raised her head slightly, seeming very satisfied with Chu Li's slightly stunned expression.

"That sycamore wood hairpin on your head doesn't suit you, you'd better wear it on me."

What Qiu Zhi said was strange, but Chu Li's focus was not on this at all.

Chu Li tightened her grip on his body, with an imperceptible seriousness in her tone: "Indus wood?"

"Don't tell me that you don't know, and it's impossible for me to admit my mistake." Qiu Zhi walked slowly to Chu Li, "Speaking of which, the reason why I ended up here was because of the owner of this hairpin.

It has something to do with it."

Everything is connected together by coincidence.

Chu Li unconsciously stroked her hair and asked, "Do you know the owner of this sycamore wood hairpin?"

Qiu Zhi said: "I know him, but he doesn't necessarily know me. He should be from the upper world. I don't know which world he is from. But I know that the spiritual energy in this world has dried up because of him."

"What... happened?"

"Then you have to answer me first, where did you get this sycamore wood hairpin?"

Chu Li pursed her lips: "I don't know. When I got it, I just thought it was an ordinary peach blossom hairpin. It was only after the restrictions on it were removed that I realized how extraordinary it was. Moreover, it seemed to recognize me.

Lord."

"Recognize you as its master? The sycamore tree is a sacred object. It will not recognize other races except the Phoenix clan." Qiu Zhi sneered, "It probably regards you as its host and is just temporarily staying here."

"As for the owner of this sycamore tree... his cultivation level is very high, so high that I can't see clearly at all, and I can't even determine his race. He descended from the sky, with strange fire in his body, and his eyes are as indifferent as frost,

He seemed to see through the misery of the world. What followed him was the drying up of the spiritual energy of the entire world."

Chu Li asked a little eagerly: "Then what?"

Then?

What else then.

The man discovered the peeping Zhenye Zhenjun, and with a wave of his sleeves, he was thrown away thousands of miles away.

"With the spiritual energy drying up and the laws of heaven being incomplete, Zhiye was stuck in the realm of Nascent Soul. Then, he ran out of life and merged with me."

The people from the upper realm who descended from the sky possess strange fire.

Could that fire be the phoenix fire that the Immortal Sect is looking for?

But that person...

No matter how Chu Li listened, she felt that he was her biological father who had disappeared for a long time.

The strange thing is that Lin Muqing and Feng Xuanwei have always been in love with each other in Chu Li's memory, but when she met Lin Muqing later, she didn't mention Feng Xuanwei.

After thinking about it, Chu Li suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

It can't be that Feng Xuanwei has wiped out the aura of this world, and Heaven has asked Chu Li to repay her father's debt and ask her to bear this destiny and break the confinement of this world, right?
Chapter completed!