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00001: The ancestor finally woke up(1/2)

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

This is the question that Su Hen thought about for three years after traveling to this world.

There is no solution yet.

It’s okay if you don’t have gold fingers. Combined with the many hard-working seniors, maybe it’s not yet time.

But there is no one in this world! None of them!

This is outrageous.

Not only is there no one, but there are few animals. In front of me, the sea is vast and the sky is wide. I am sitting on a black boat in a quiet daze.

The ocean is boundless, no matter how hard he tries, he cannot see the boundaries.

Occasionally I encountered some scattered islands, but there was no trace of people.

He once suspected that he was dreaming, but it was useless to pinch his thighs into biceps.

This is very uncomfortable.

And the most uncomfortable thing is that even though I traveled through time, I could not stand any praise or jealousy. This is too miserable.

What kind of hatred or grudge!

Su Hen continued to stare in a daze, his eyes as bright as stars looked into the sea, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders.

He wore a string of pearl bracelets he knitted on his right wrist, a dead white three-foot bone sword tied around his waist, and the "strong" white robe on his body was blown by the sea breeze.

No one, still no one.

The sky gradually became darker, and he approached the shore, drank two sips of spring water, intending to rest.

The darkness here seems to have some kind of magical nature, urging people to fall asleep, like a nightmare.

Fortunately, the river water here has the miraculous effect of refreshing the mind and preventing him from being addicted to it.

In a blink of an eye, three months later.

Su Hen appeared on another sea, looking into the blue ocean in the distance, but there was still no trace of human beings.

His heart was getting more and more desperate, and his inner fatigue was as heavy as a mountain.

The confusion and the depression that no one communicated for three years have already left my heart on the verge of collapse.

Let him... want to have a good sleep now and think about nothing.

After a while, Su Hen finally lay on the docking boat, slowly closed his eyes, and never refused the temptation of the night again.

After that...

Time goes by.

Ten years, hundred years, three thousand years.

Ten thousand years, million years, ten million years, until the epoch alternates...

The world is everlasting and the world changes!

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Mountains and seas in the southern region.

A melodious loud bell rings echoed among the green valleys where the mountains are endless.

Among them, there are white cranes transforming into shapes and tigers roaring in people's words.

The shadow of fish at the bottom of the river is as big as a palace, and the divine light on the top of the mountain is foggy.

Amidst clouds and mist, a fairyland on earth is vague and extraordinary, making people dazzled.

"Wow, is this the world-famous Sword Immortal Sect?"

"It's really better to see it than to hear it. It's so shocking."

"Being able to enter the Sword Immortal Sect in this life is a blessing for the ten generations of cultivation."

A group of clean and decent young girls, driven by sect cow deacons, flew to Kaiyang Mountain in the distance.

They were eighty-one of them in a row, all of whom were selected from the Sword Immortal Sect from the seven counties in the southern region.

Most of their faces were innocent and simple smiles, and they looked at the beautiful scenery around them, and they couldn't stop chatting.

Standing at the dragon's head, the deacon of Niu pointed at a towering thousand-foot peak in the deep mountains with a rainbow-like aura, and spoke proudly:

"There is the holy land of my Sword Immortal Sect. When you become your core disciples, you can all learn the supreme sword path!"

The boys forgot to go and glared at each other.

That is not a majestic peak, it is clearly a magnificent sword piercing into the earth!

It is thousands of feet tall, and it is as gray as a rock carving. It is extremely magnificent and extraordinary.

And at the huge hilt of the sword, it was like a garden in the sky floating among the clouds, and there were many pavilions and pavilions on it, just like the immortal palace outside the sky!

"Is this too shocking?"

"This...who built this sword peak?"

Most of these immortal seedlings come from secular people. He Cheng had seen such a shocking scenery, and they all were amazed and even stuttered when they spoke.

"I...I know, it is rumored that it was created by Wuhen Sword Immortal, the first ancestor of the Sword Immortal Sect, three thousand years ago."

One of the white-haired boys in a golden tiger robe was a descendant of the prince, and he had some understanding of this.

But it was just hearing it, and now I witnessed it with my own eyes, and I still took a breath of cold air.

"Oh my God!"

"Isn't the ancestor of the Sword Immortal Sect the Immortal God in the Heaven?"

"I heard from my father that the traceless sword immortal once defeated the demons of seven counties with one sword. He was extremely domineering and remembered forever!"

"I also heard that the traceless sword immortal is quite mysterious. He always comes and goes without a trace, and outsiders rarely see his true face."

Looking at the teenagers' amazement, Deacon Niu smiled slightly and was satisfied.

His Sword Immortal Sect should be proud of this.

His Sword Immortal Cultivator should be worthy of this glory.

At the same time, on the thousand-foot sword grid.

This place is also called Jiange. As the holy land of the Sword Immortal Sect, the disciples here are all the prides of heaven, and the dragon and phoenix among people.

Even so, they were extremely awe of this place, because this is not only a holy land of the sect, but also a cave for the first ancestor!

The honor that the leaders of all generations did not have was because the first ancestors were too strong, and they all felt ashamed of themselves.

At this moment, the third-generation leader Wei Wuya was discussing matters with two Supreme Elders at the top of the Sutra Pavilion.

He touched his long gray beard, his cheeks were slightly taller and his cheeks were covered with sadness:

"The Six Evil Demon Sect has become more and more arrogant in the past hundred years."

"What the leader said is that the Six Evil Demon Sect is not only bad, but also very smart. It also leans against Jiuyou... The killings made the stinky monkey escape."

The one who opened his mouth was a bald man with bronze skin, with a green copper sword nearly one foot wide behind him. His face was a bit regretful.

"It is necessary to have a complete Zhou Tianxing sword formation," another woman with a cold and tidy black dress with ice-skinned skin and jade bones pursed her red lips. She was arrogant and charming, and she was the fairy of Bingpo who loved and admired both inside and outside the sect.

She frowned slightly, looked out of the distance with her beautiful eyes, and looked outside the Sutra Pavilion: "It depends on whether these immortal seedlings can all grow to the Golden Pill Realm of Cultivation."

Just then.

The entire holy land suddenly trembled.

The amplitude was not large, but it instantly alarmed almost all cultivators of the sect.

"What's wrong?"

"The holy land seemed to have shaken a little just now?" Many core disciples were surprised and looked around.

You should know that this is the holy land of the sect, the most strict place in the entire Sword Immortal Sect. Not to mention earthquakes and mountain collapses, even if the powerful god transformers are allowed to take full advantage, they will remain unmoved at all!

At the same time when all the geniuses were shocked and suspicious, Wei Wuya, the head of the Sutra Pavilion, was wearing Qingxuan's robe, suddenly raised his head and breathed rapidly.

"This is……"

"This is the aura of the ancestor!"

Su Hen woke up.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but he just felt... he was sleeping very comfortably.

Look around, why is it dark? Isn’t it still dawn?
To be continued...
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