Mochizuki-kun
The ancient sword floats leisurely and quietly above the corpse of the giant beast. The sword body is covered with layers of black mist, which makes people feel extremely weird when it touches it. Through the thin layer of black mist, the inside can be clearly seen.
But there are two shining golden characters - Meteor Saint...
"Meeting Saint...? How is it possible? How could that monster be fine...? Could it be that sword...?"
In the cave, Li Tianluo's face was pale, and he stared blankly at the black ancient sword and the shriveled corpse of the monster, but his heart was extremely complicated. The monster was huge in size and had amazing defense. Not to mention this sword.
The mediocre ancient swords, even the ancient magic weapons such as 'Lihen' and 'Tai'a' in his Divine Sword Sect could hardly hurt the giant beast at all, but now...! Obviously, Li Tianluo couldn't believe this.
It's true, but apart from him, there is only that black ancient sword in the cave, this...!
"Did it really save me?"
Human nature is always curious. After hesitating for a long time, Li Tianluo endured the pain in his body, stood up with a grin on his face, and staggered towards the black ancient sword, wanting to see what was going on.
——Zheng...
I saw the ancient sword chanting softly, as if it sensed Li Tianluo's approach. Suddenly, the black light on the sword suddenly surged, and with a 'clang' sound, it flew into Li Tianluo's hand.
"ah...?"
As soon as he took the ancient sword, the hand holding the hilt of the ancient sword was instantly filled with black energy. This sudden change made Li Tianluo panic and instinctively wanted to throw it away.
However, the ancient sword seemed to be stuck in his hand. No matter what he did, he could not get rid of the black ancient sword.
"I don't want to end up like that monster!"
Li Tianluo stretched out his other hand to his waist, pulled out a long silver sword, and looked at his right arm shrouded in black air in fear. A trace of hesitation flashed across his pale face, but for a moment,
Thinking of the shriveled corpse of the monster, I felt a strong heart, shouted loudly, and waved the sword in my hand. The silver light of the sword was dazzling, and it drew a graceful arc in the air, slashing towards my right arm.
——Crack...
For a moment, there was only a crisp sound, like metal breaking, echoing in the quiet giant cave.
"This...? How is it possible?"
Inside the cave, it was extremely calm. Li Tianluo, who had been struggling just now, was standing there blankly, looking at the long sword in his hand that had been broken into several pieces in shock, and then looked at the black ancient sword, filled with excitement.
The face is confused.
The ancient sword chanted softly, and the black energy on the simple sword body became more and more powerful. Gradually, Li Tianluo seemed to have noticed something and stopped struggling in vain. He allowed the black energy to spread to his entire body.
Just sit on the floor, like the old Buddha in meditation.
"Where am I?"
I don't know how long it took, but the chaotic atmosphere gradually calmed down. Picture after picture of ancient characters appeared in Li Tianluo's mind.
In the blur, I saw a young man with flowing white hair, standing upright on the top of Kunlun Mountain. His snow-white face showed a cold and handsome look with sharp edges; his thick eyebrows were slightly raised rebelliously, and his facial features were like
As handsome as a knife, he stood quietly like that, staring silently at the ancient sword in his hand, his dark eyes full of reluctance.
"I have been practicing for more than thousands of years, and today I have conquered the road to immortality. However, the law of heaven does not allow it, so I have to leave this vast sea and divine continent and ascend to the immortal world."
With fluttering white hair and black clothes, the man sighed softly and looked down at the beautiful mountains and rivers.
As if he understood the man's words, he saw the ancient sword tremble slightly, and bursts of black light emitted, as if he was unwilling to abandon his master and leave him.
Feeling the strangeness of the ancient sword in his hand, the man smiled slightly and said: "Brother Jian, don't be like this. I am ascending today. The road ahead is unclear and my life and death are uncertain. I will pass on all I have learned in my life to you. Five million years from now, you will be on your own."
You will meet the person who is destined to you, and when the time comes, you will regard him as your master and teach me all the Dharma. All right, I have one wish."
...
At the top of Kunlun, I saw a white-haired man holding the sword with one hand, and black ancient characters shot out from his eyes like real objects, disappearing into the sword body.
As the ancient characters soaked in, the black sword seemed to have been stimulated by something, and suddenly the black light flourished, and the billowing demonic energy rushed straight into the nine-sky sky, with bursts of demonic power, covering the entire Chinese mainland.
This shocking vision was so powerful that the nine heavens changed color and the earth trembled. At this moment, no matter whether the demons were good or evil, they thought that the unparalleled magic weapon was born, and the giants from all sides were moved. They all flew towards Kunlun in unison.
Within half a day, thousands of people with great supernatural powers had gathered in Kunlun Mountain, which was originally a quiet place. They all looked at the white-haired man on the top of the mountain and an ancient magic sword.
"He is... Sword Demon! Lord Mochizuki? That sword, my God, is the "Dead Saint", the divine weapon of the ancient demon?
In the crowd, a slightly older voice suddenly rang out. Although the voice was not loud, it penetrated deeply into the ears of everyone present. After all, all the people present were famous people with great supernatural powers. How could this be said?
It will escape everyone's ears.
"Wangyue-kun? But the sword demon Wangyue-kun who killed Tianlong, the strongest demon clan, with one sword two thousand years ago?" asked a slightly younger voice next to the old man.
Seeing the young man looking at him curiously, the old man stroked his beard and smiled, pretending to be profound and said: "When I was young, I received a few pointers from Senior Sword Demon before I could achieve what I have achieved today. Compared with Senior Sword Demon,
It’s the difference between heaven and earth.”
"Oh, if one day I can reach the height of Senior Mochizuki...!"
The young man's eyes showed longing, a trace of despair flashed across his face, and he murmured.
"Look, the magic sword flew away!"
"Does have the intention to give up the magic sword?"
"Good opportunity, if I get that magic sword...!"
...
For a moment, a burst of noise from the crowd interrupted the young man's thoughts, and he instinctively looked towards the top of Kunlun.
Lord Wangyue stood with his hands behind his back. The black light of the magic sword gradually became restrained at this moment, and suddenly it broke away from Lord Wangyue's hand, like a black meteor, flying to no one knows where.
Although everyone present did not want to get the sword, facing Lord Mochizuki, no one dared to act rashly. What a joke, even if all the masters at the scene gathered together, no one would be able to survive. On the contrary, they might all be destroyed. You know
, As early as two thousand years ago, the name of the white-haired sword demon 'Wang Yuejun' shocked the Divine Continent, and he was dubbed the 'Number One'.
The "Dead Saint" has gone, Lord Wangyue slowly opened his eyes, looked down at the people at the foot of the mountain, and said softly: "I have achieved enlightenment today. If you feel that you are destined to the magic sword, you can go and find it."
The long voice, like the magic sound, echoed throughout the Kunlun Mountains and reached everyone's ears. There is no doubt that as soon as these words came out, they were like a blockbuster, severely shocking everyone.
human heart.
Since time immemorial, no one has ever attained the path to immortality, but Lord Wangyue is so stunning that he was able to ascend in just three thousand years. He is worthy of being the first person in ancient times.
Everyone was shocked. They thought that since the end of the ancient times, the continent has changed and immortality has become a mythical and dreamlike existence. But today they saw a stunning and beautiful person enter the legendary Taoist Immortal World. I thought that even if I continue to practice,
The hearts of the giants who had no hope of everlasting life suddenly felt like the dry land was filled with nectar again.
Of course, when most people heard the words that the magic sword was now ownerless, they all looked in the direction where the magic sword disappeared. Only a few dozen people were left standing there, looking at the top of the mountain with respect.
Men, I hope I can get some guidance and be lucky enough to embark on the road to immortality in the future.
Looking at the few people left, Wang Yuejun sighed softly, turned around leisurely, and flew into Jiutian, leaving only one sentence:
"Human nature is greedy...my way is at your feet."
After a long time, the words disappeared, and some of the people present were confused and some were stunned. None of them understood the meaning left by Wang Yuejun.
There was only one young man who chanted this sentence over and over again: "My way is at my feet, my way is at my feet...I understand."
The young man murmured to himself and bowed in the direction where Lord Mochizuki was going: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. If I ascend to heaven one day, I will definitely go to the fairy world to repay my senior."
Seeing how strange this young man was, everyone around him looked at him with strange eyes, with different expressions, some were disdainful, some were mocking, and some were sighing.
But in the face of these criticisms, the young man remained unmoved and continued to kowtow in the direction where was leaving.
Chapter completed!