Chapter 834: A generation of sword intent, barren loneliness
Chapter 834: A Generation of Sword Intent, Desolate Loneliness
Chapter 834: A Generation of Sword Intent, Desolate Loneliness
Wan Yu Sword Sect, a second-rate top sect, controls ten empires.""""
Controlling an area of tens of thousands of miles, Wan Yu Sword Sect has thirteen Lingwu realm warriors, including six Lingwu second-level warriors.
It is even said that the Wan Yu Sword Sect has third-level spiritual warriors, but in retreat to attack the martial arts realm, as long as they advance to the martial arts realm, the Wan Yu Sword Sect will advance to the first-class sect.
A first-rate sect controls twenty empires, and its resources are dozens of times that of a second-rate sect. It is precisely because of this that so many second-rate sects are eager to advance to become first-rate sects.
Tianyu Peak, this peak is thousands of meters high and is thousands of miles away from Wanyu Sword Sect. However, this peak represents the boundary mark controlled by Wanyu Sword Sect. After Tianyu Peak, it is the area controlled by Wanyu Sword Sect.
Thousands of meters of peak towering into the sky, its solitary bird passing under the peak, leaving behind a series of wailing sounds, miserable and desolate.
Gu Hong couldn't fly to Tianyu Peak, which shows how high Tianyu Peak is.
On top of Tianyu Peak, several ice sculptures stood on the peak like rocks. The ice was crystal clear and you could see directly through the ice, and there were some figures of people inside.
These people were obviously trapped in the snow and ice, and the cold wind struck the ice sculptures with terrifying force.
Endless cold air permeates the surroundings. It's not cold at high places, but the temperature here is even lower.
Crack! Several people who were frozen in the ice opened their eyes in vain. Its terrifying force spread, and cracks filled the ice. The cold wind blew, and the ice broke apart, turning into ice cubes and scattering all over the ground.
The weak light fell on these figures, and they were clearly Qing Jue and others.
Frost emerged from the eyelashes, and Qing Jue and the others did not move. Their eyes never moved away, always falling on the ice sculpture at the edge of the mountain.
"Five generations!" Qing Jue murmured softly, with a hint of worry in his eyes. After the battle at Tianji Pavilion, Ye Chen's injuries that had been left over for decades completely exploded, and his breath was extremely weak.
Three days ago, they rushed to Tianyu Peak, and Ye Chen went directly to Tianyu Peak to practice in seclusion and heal his injuries.
Nearly three hundred battles not only reflected Ye Chen's madness, but also shocked Qing Jue and others. To this day, they somewhat understand why Ye Chen can achieve such cultivation at such a young age.
"This is the first time I've been touched by the madness of the sect master!" Han Jian whispered, his persistence in cultivation was not enough.
Closing their eyes, Feng Ge and others couldn't help but see the extremely bright and persistent sword light in front of their eyes.
After hundreds of battles, they have never been defeated. Thinking of this, Han Jian and others felt excited. Only the sect leader in front of them could create such a legend.
Snowflakes fell diagonally on the ice sculpture, and a magical snow lotus bloomed in vain next to the ice sculpture. After the flowers bloomed, I admired the solitary fragrance of the blooming flowers and stood in the wind.
On the solitary peak that reaches straight into the sky, a snow lotus blooms alone. This is a kind of loneliness. However, heights are meant to be lonely.
Isn't it the same on the journey of martial arts? The setting sun parted the clouds, and the afterglow fell on the ice sculpture. The cold air dispersed, and the ice sculpture melted silently. A white dress like snow emerged, standing in the wind.
Snow lotus, white clothes, and snowflakes are cleverly combined to form a beautiful picture.
There was no killing intent, no sword intent, just long hair flying in the wind. Ye Chen opened his eyes, looked at the snow lotus standing in the wind beside him, and raised the corner of his mouth: "You also know how to be lonely!"
Maybe next spring, Tianyu Peak will be covered with delicate flowers, and no one will remember that there was a snow lotus that spent the whole winter and disappeared in the drizzle of spring.
"At least it once existed. This is loneliness that no one understands. You don't understand me, and I don't understand you!" As he spoke, Ye Chen suddenly chuckled.
Thousands of sword skills are evolving in Ye Chen's mind, and each sword skill evolves into a sword intention, and thousands of sword intentions merge into one! Closing his eyes again, Ye Chen stood in front of the cliff like this.
I remember a long time ago, I used the snow as my companion and danced with my sword in the snow! That was a long time ago. At that time, I didn’t understand the meaning of the sword, I really didn’t.
Now I don’t know if I understand. At least, those sword intentions once left a mark on my heart. Ye Chen opened his eyes, and the surrounding snowflakes were spinning strangely around Ye Chen. Ye Chen just stood there indifferently,
Not moving at all.
"Eighty percent sword intent!" A flash of lightning flashed across the sky like daylight, and the setting sun was obscured by the steady stream of dark clouds.
Ye Chen raised the Qilin Sword and stabbed it out lightly. This extremely simple sword contained thousands of sword skills. At least, Qing Jue and others saw many shadows of sword skills in it.
With a light stroke of the sword, the sword fell, and the electric light disappeared into the clouds in vain, but Ye Chen chuckled. No one understood his smile, at least, Qingjue and the others did not.
"Who did you learn your sword from?" Ye Chen suddenly said. This sentence seemed like he was talking to himself, but in fact he was asking Qing Jue and others.
Hearing this, Qing Jue and the others looked at each other, and finally Qing Jue said: "Learn from the elders, and the elders teach the younger generations swordsmanship!"
"There is no swordsmanship in this world, so why should others teach it? Where did the swordsmanship of our ancestors come from?" Ye Chen suddenly remembered the second generation. He was a proud man with no friends and no restraints. He was the only one who respected everything. His sword
It's domineering.
"I may understand the sword intention of a generation, or I may not understand it!" Ye Chen grabbed the falling snowflakes and fought hundreds of battles. After each battle, he recalled the sword intention of the generation, and gradually understood it.
Why does one generation have such sword intent?
At least, Ye Chen understood a hint of the charm in the sword intention of a generation, the loneliness of a generation, and the thousands of sword skills of the God of War, all of which evolved from the sword skills of a generation.
The desolate and almost suffocating loneliness is the sword intention of a generation. A person's world has no friends and no opponents. How sad and lonely it is!
"Ninety percent sword intent!" Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, realizing that it was just a moment. He has also experienced that kind of loneliness, and he is also experiencing this kind of loneliness now.
Entering the world of selflessness, the whole world is scarlet, and only you are dressed in white. This is a loneliness that no one understands.
"Next is the Wan Yu Sword Sect, right?" Ye Chen spoke up again, gathering his thoughts, and his eyes drifted to the sky with the wind.
"Within Tianyu Peak is the area controlled by Wanyu Sword Sect. Wanyu Sword Sect has thirteen Lingwu realm warriors, including six Lingwu second-level warriors." Qing Jue whispered, looking at the figure in front of him, Qing Jue said
There was a sense of trance, as if this figure had existed between heaven and earth since ancient times. In Ye Chen, he felt a loneliness that was almost suffocating. Is Wu Dai very lonely?
"The man who lived for the sword and died with the sword in his hand!" Ye Chen didn't hear clearly what Jue said. Maybe he did but selectively forgot it.
"Let's go!" Ye Chen's figure gradually blurred, and finally dissipated in the west wind. A shadow fell from the thousands-meter peak, and finally disappeared in the wind and snow.
"Go to Wan Yu Sword Sect!" Seeing Ye Chen leaving, Qing Jue and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. Now, when they faced Ye Chen, they all couldn't help but feel a pressure.
Ye Chen, who has gone through hundreds of battles without losing a single battle, has become even more terrifying. At least compared to a month ago, Ye Chen has completely changed.
"I don't know if I can win if I meet Godai, but from the bottom of my heart I don't want to face Godai's sword. His sword is very special and I can't understand it!" Qing Jue stepped forward, his body like a rainbow, and he fired.
And out.
For a moment, dozens of sword lights arose on Tianyu Peak, following the afterimage.
Wan Yu Sword Sect, which has been silent for several years, has become lively in vain. The day before yesterday, Wan Yu Sword Sect received the sword order from the three major halls and participated in Zongbi's sword order.
And this sudden excitement was precisely because of the arrival of the Moon Temple envoy, and the banquet that had not been held for several years was also laid out.
Towards the envoys of the Moon Temple, the Wan Yu Sword Sect showed proper etiquette, which also made the disciples of the Moon Temple feel proud.
Only the disciples of the three major halls can be entertained by the master of one sect in person. Therefore, Wan Yu Peak today is destined to be extremely lively, and those disciples of Wan Yu Sword Sect who have been in seclusion for a long time have come out one after another.
In the largest square of Wan Yu Peak, there were hundreds of wine tables, with dense crowds of people surrounding the wine tables, and Ye Muwan, Ning Ning and others were among them.