Chapter 1008: Hidden Sword for Ten Years, Listen to the Sword Sing!
With the Sky City falling like this, all the low-level spiritual masters in the Yunlun Mountains no longer have to live.
How could Bazunzun not see this?
The purpose of the Holy Slave is to fight against restraint and oppression, not against society or the mainland. Naturally, he cannot let the Sky City fall down like this.
What's more, the Yunlun Mountains are easy to talk about, as well as the younger generation of the Saint Slaves, and the group of geniuses on the first floor of the supernumerary organization.
Due to emotions and reasons, these people cannot die.
The "rumbling" sound became increasingly harsh.
Looking up, you can already see the end of this ancient city, blazing with fire.
According to the original plan, the task of raising the city was the water ghost's.
He had to hold on until the Eight Masters recovered to some extent before he could issue the second command, causing the Sky City to stop in mid-air and levitate.
But doing this is a waste of time.
Once the Holy Temple reacts and Ai Cangsheng shoots an arrow, the water ghost rising up from the city will be unable to move and needs to resist the arrow, otherwise it will definitely die!
Although for the sake of the spiritual refiners in the Yunlun Mountains, there is a high probability that the Holy Temple would not be able to shoot such an arrow.
but……
Ba Zunzun withdrew his gaze from the horizon and looked at Xiu Yuanke, who still had a heart of innocence, and understood that he had a better choice at the moment.
"Do you want to save them?" Bazun asked with a smile.
Xiu Yuanke was startled: "I would like to, but..."
He looked at the huge city in the sky that was coming with force, and knew that in order to withstand this wave of impact, he would need to build up a force that was no less powerful than a sword that could destroy all the buildings in Shenyue Immortal City.
"I'm afraid I can't do it..."
Xiu Yuanke swallowed his saliva and smiled bitterly. How could he be so strong?
Ba Zunzun didn't worry about whether Xiu Yuanke could do it. He only glanced at Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost, indicating that they could retreat for now.
After the two of them were ordered to retreat dozens of feet, he raised his eyes and continued to look at the giant city that was almost facing him in the sky. Without looking back, he whispered: "Ancient sword cultivator?"
"Ah?" Xiu Yuanke was stunned for a moment, then he realized that the teacher was asking him, and immediately nodded, "Yeah."
"What kind of swordsmanship do you major in?" The eight masters' dim eyes reflected the fire of the giant city.
"The nine great swordsmanships all have their own strategies..." Xiu Yuanke said, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he became excited, "Teacher, what do you mean?"
"Do you know how to use phantom swordsmanship?" Bazun asked the question without answering, remaining calm.
"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke nodded heavily.
"Where did you realize it?"
"The first realm, time and space jump!"
"How long will it take to learn the sword?"
"Thirty-four years!" Xiu Yuanke said without hesitation, "Teacher, I switched to ancient swordsmanship midway. Like most people in Shenyue Immortal City, I was influenced by you... I never believed it.
If you pass, you will perish!"
"Thirty-four years, first realm, changing cultivation midway..."
Bazun murmured, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up: "It's pretty good."
Xiu Yuanke blushed, scratched his head and said, "It's far worse than the teacher."
Bazun shook his head slightly.
How can this be compared?
He paused for a moment, finally turned back, his eyes fell on Xiu Yuanke, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "It is difficult for me to teach you sword reading in a short period of time. If you are destined in the future, you may be able to learn it, but right now...
…”
As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, and Bazun looked at the mahogany sword box behind Xiu Yuanke.
"I have a sword that I can pass on to you.
“However, given your current level, after learning this sword, you will either die or be injured!
"So...are you willing to learn?"
Xiuyuanke froze and couldn't react for a while.
Soon, his eyes widened and his body began to tremble with excitement, completely overwhelmed by happiness.
He had never heard of the consequences of "either death or injury". He only extracted one thought from these words that Bazun was familiar with...
Teacher, do you want to pass on the sword?
There was a bang, Xiu Yuanke knelt down on his knees, and a big hole was made in the ground. His knees were bleeding without even realizing it, and his eyes were full of piety.
"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!"
Behind them, Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost looked at this scene, then raised their eyes to look at the giant city in the sky, seeming to understand what was going to happen next.
"Rare!"
Cen Qiaofu shook his head and sighed: "Thirty years ago, with his unruly temperament, it would have been impossible for him to even take a second look at a passerby like Xiu Yuan Ke!"
"But times have changed, haven't they..." Water Ghost also murmured.
In a daze, a picture appeared in front of him of the second time he met Ba Zunshen, when the other party invited him to join the Saint Slave again.
At that time, the genius of a generation had been beaten to the point where his sword was missing and he only had eight fingers on his hand.
Forget about carrying a sword.
Whether Ba Zunzhen is still a swordsman is a matter of two opinions!
When the water ghost faced the invitation, he smiled and mocked like this: "I can't even hold a sword. Are you kidding me when you invite me to join the Saint Slave?"
However, even though there are scars on his neck, his body is disabled, and even his eyes have lost their former sharpness, the will of the Eight Masters has never collapsed.
"My body is already broken, so what if I abandon the sword? I can point out all the sword masters in the world! Not to mention that there is no sword that cannot be drawn, and there is no way that can't be practiced?"
It was such a calm response that shocked the water ghost at that time. The man who single-handedly tried to overturn the world was no longer there.
After the injury, he changed.
He has become good at using momentum, using the endless momentum behind the four words "Eighth Sword Immortal" that he typed in just three years...
Use people as swords, wait for the times to change, and then go to the sky!
It seems that Bazun is familiar with such a person. One person and one sword can bring endless panic to the whole world.
After he knows how to use force, who else in the world can resist him?
The water ghost couldn't refuse such an invitation.
Because at that time, he was also eager to get the answer, and the Eight Masters in that state were obviously the only ones who could surpass him and give him the answer.
In a blink of an eye, the scene returned to Guyin Cliff again.
In the background, there is an ancient city carrying blazing fireworks, falling like a meteor.
At the top of the extremely dark cliff, there was a one-armed and lame old man kneeling piously. In front of him, eight wise men stretched out their hands and curled their fingers.
"Here comes the sword."
There was a snap sound.
The peach wood sword box behind Xiu Yuan Ke cracked with a sound, and a wide and long peach wood sword inside flew out with a clang, drawing a bright arc of sword light across the sky, and fell into the hands of the Eight Masters.
The water ghost looked at this scene and took a deep breath.
At the moment, he thought that it was a crazy idea for Ba Zunzun to use Xiuyuanke to block the city without him, but he could not disobey, so he could only retreat according to the order.
Now, he feels calmer.
"What is there not to trust about this person?"
On the cliff.
Ba Zunzun held the mahogany long sword lightly in his left hand, put the fingers of his right hand together and slowly slid them over the sword.
Wherever his eyes went, the peach wood sword showed its white edge inch by inch.
"Buzz"
Obviously he is not holding the sword, but at this moment, Xiu Yuanke can feel the joy of wielding the sword, and can clearly see the extra telepathy on the Taomu sword behind the teacher's fingertips...
This is Jian Nian!
Likewise, with just such a touch and slide, Xiu Yuanke even felt that his sword was now mastered by his teacher!
As long as the teacher thinks about it, this sword seems to be able to solve it!
simply……
Unbelievable!
"Rumble!!!"
The firelight behind illuminated the darkness, making the figures on the cliff shine brightly, and the roaring sound was endless, as if it was the end of the world.
"What is the name of the sword?" Bazun asked calmly.
Xiuyuanke couldn't help but raise his eyes, looking past the teacher and looking at the ancient city that was just around the corner. He was panicking and didn't understand why the teacher could be so calm.
"Xiantao." He replied tremblingly.
"Wooden Sword Immortal Peach...
"A very nice name."
Suddenly, Ba Zunzhen gently curled up the four fingers of his left hand to hold the Xiantao.
At this moment, white light surged on the wooden sword, and the sound of the sword sounded, reaching the end of the world.
"Buzz!"
Goosebumps instantly stood up on Xiuyuanke's body, and he felt that the surrounding space and time slowed down with the sound of swords!
Ba Zun was familiar with the surging power similar to his own contained in the wooden sword, and Wei Cuo said in shock: "Are you hiding the sword?"
"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke said with sincere fear, "I have hidden the sword for thirteen years, four months and twenty-six days, teacher..."
The corners of Bazun's mouth turned up slightly.
From this point of view, Xiuyuanke may still be able to survive after one sword strike.
"Close your eyes."
A gentle voice came. Xiu Yuanke didn't understand, but he did as he was told.
"Reach out."
When he stretched out his hand, he felt an extra weight in his palm, which was the power of Xiantao Sword.
"Rumble"
As soon as he closed his eyes, the roaring in his ears became even more harsh.
Xiu Yuanke was so nervous that his whole body was tense. He was not only excited about being taught the sword by his teacher, but also fearful that he was not qualified.
This should be a moment that even the senior brother would be envious of, right?
"Relax and don't think too much."
Xiuyuanke immediately relaxed.
"meditation."
He was concentrating and suddenly felt that the noise in his ears seemed to be quieter.
"Next, I will transfer my insights on the art of swordsmanship to you. As for how much you can learn, it all depends on your understanding." In the fluctuating voice of the Eight Masters, he stretched out a finger.
Xiuyuanke was so excited that he started to tremble again.
"Relax."
The sound comes again.
At this moment, Xiu Yuanke dropped everything and followed the teacher's guidance completely.
At a certain moment, he felt a little more warmth between his eyebrows, which should be the power of the teacher's finger.
"Buzz"
The next second, Xiuyuanke felt his soul tremble, and the world became quiet.
Behind, as Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost saw, after the Eight Masters touched Xiuyuan Ke's eyebrows with one finger, the strong power of time and space spread out.
The ripples visible to the naked eye expanded into the void and merged into the way of heaven.
The next second...
The world has stopped!
"this?"
A look of horror flashed in the water ghost's eyes.
How long has it been since he saw Ba Zunzhen take action in person?
But the Eight Masters who are still in the state of sealing the sword, just pass the sword like this, and the power leaked can affect even time and space?
He tried his best to raise his eyes and look around.
The flowers, grass and trees no longer sway; the wind and beasts no longer roar; the sky city falling from the sky, the flames blazing from its tail, have stopped shining...
"Is this the fucking acquired state?"
"What the hell is this called a weak state?"
The water ghost looked at it in a daze.
Ba Zunzun, who was so weak, felt the tip of the iceberg of power leaking out at this moment, and even he, the master of the secrets of the water system, felt horrified.
If the sword seal is really lifted...
What kind of elegant sword can the Eight Masters produce?
"Boom!"
Similar to the water ghost, Cenjou found it inconceivable that there was also the Xiu Yuan Ke.
He only felt that at this moment, the world disappeared, and in his mind, only he and the teacher were left in the world.
"windy……"
A misty voice came.
In the world of fantasy swordsmanship, Xiuyuanke felt that there was more wind and whistling around him.
"Someone..."
Xiuyuanke was completely immersed in the second world created by the teacher, and following this sentence, he heard the rustling of the human world.
"There is a building..."
In the chaotic world of thoughts, with this sound, the sky and the earth are separated, and the lines are clear.
In the vast mist, there are tall buildings rising, built with blue bricks and porcelain, and green tiles and flying rafts. I don't know the geometry of the floors, but I can see fairy clouds lingering and cranes chirping.
"teacher!"
As if on a pilgrimage, the pilgrims suddenly saw a figure standing on the top of the tower. He had no face and was alone.
In the smoke and clouds, under the roar of cranes, the man raised his sword and danced on the top of the tower...
"Buzz buzz!"
Among the graceful sword marks, waves visible to the naked eye came.
"Illusion swordsmanship, Mo swordsmanship, ghost swordsmanship, love swordsmanship..."
Xiu Yuanke was shocked.
This turned out to be the secret of all the major swordsmanships that I had been unable to break for decades!
Like a sponge short of water, he immediately immerses himself in his thoughts, absorbs them crazily, and wants to eat everything.
But suddenly, he thought of the teacher's words.
"Can you know the magic of phantom swordsmanship?"
Too much to chew!
Xiuyuanke immediately held on to his thoughts, resisted the temptation, and only pursued the illusory swordsmanship that his teacher asked him to pursue.
Time and space jump, one thought is eternal.
Xiuyuanke forgot time and space.
I don't know how long it took, but he felt that he finally understood what the sword the teacher wanted to pass on to him was called for!
Standing up suddenly.
Xiu Yuanke, holding the peach wood sword in his hand, opened his eyes and looked at the chaotic world in front of him.
"Not a sword!
"What the teacher wants to teach is everything here!
"Illusion swordsmanship, the ultimate secret... the second world!"
Keng
After realizing this, the piercing sound of the sword resounded, tearing the world in front of him into pieces.
Xiuyuanke woke up from the chaos and immediately felt the endless sword intent spurting out of his body and reaching into the sky.
"Boom boom boom..."
He was like an evolving human being. With his momentum alone, he blasted Guyin Cliff into pieces and scattered the rocks.
In my ears is the excited sword chant that spreads throughout the Yunlun Mountains, coming from Xiantao...
In front of us is the ancient city that stops in the void, originating from its own power...
"I……"
Travelers who travel far away are at a loss.
Have you mastered the power of this pinnacle ancient sword cultivator?
This is simply not something he could or even dared to imagine in the past?
But now...
Dream, come true!
Xiu Yuanke was stunned, and his eyes glanced at Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost who were watching his changes in the back.
There was a "boom" sound.
The sword intent in his eyes was like a tide, tearing the cliff apart, and the two of them retreated dozens of feet further away.
"I……"
Xiu Yuanke was shocked again.
Is this something you can do at a glance?
He saw the horror in the eyes of Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost at his change at this moment, but he couldn't believe it even more. This is the power he can get after closing and opening his eyes!
"Snapped."
When I was confused, there was an extra weight on my shoulders.
Xiu Yuanke looked back and saw the teacher's face full of weakness, but still with eyes of encouragement and appreciation.
Ba Zunzun really did not expect that Xiuyuanke, with his understanding of the first realm of phantom swordsmanship, would be able to accept so much of his inheritance and realize so much of the second realm of phantom swordsmanship.
He smiled and pointed his hand to the sky.
In the sky, there is the city in the sky that has stopped moving because of the Xiuyuan guest!
"Ten years of hiding the sword and listening to the sword's chant...
"Go! Now, it's your time!"
One sentence fell.
Xiu Yuanke only felt a crazy power surging in his heart. It was a more direct stimulus than any pill, and a more violent encouragement than any forbidden move.
"Ten years of hiding the sword and listening to the sword's chant..."
Xiu Yuanke murmured this sentence repeatedly, feeling that the world was so big that only the teacher could understand him.
He raised his eyes and looked up.
In the hazy blood, Xiuyuanke thought it was the reflection of the ancient city's firelight, but little did he know that he was already bleeding from all his orifices.
No more hesitation.
Raise your hand and strike a sword.
“Knowing!!!”
The brilliant sword light bloomed, so huge that it even covered the city in the sky.
Under the anxious gaze of all the testers in the Yunlun Mountains, this sword light drowned everything, and cut out a new bright light from the dark doomsday.
"What a beautiful sword!"
Xiu Yuanke's eyes widened and he looked at the sword he had struck in disbelief.
Second world!
This is the "second world" that I have dreamed of!
From this sword, he saw the figure dancing the sword on the top of the sword tower. It was not the teacher or the sword god, but himself.
He, Xiuyuanke!
Such a stunning sword strike!
This is the second world in his dream...
"Click!"
The Wooden Sword Xiantao immediately cracked after being struck by the sword.
"boom!"
On the cliff, Xiu Yuanke hit the ground with his back, covered in blood, everything in front of him was blurred.
But in his eyes, there was still a strong sense of amazement and all the beauty in the world.
How joyful is life, and how painful is death?
What I, a sword cultivator, have wanted all my life...
Just this sword! Nothing more than that!
"I did it!
"I did it!!
"I did it!!!
"Although it is only a flash in the pan...but teacher! But senior brother! I, Xiuyuanke, did it!!!"
Xiuyuanke never closed his eyes, he only shouted silently.
In the smoke and dust, in the gray and another beautiful world, he stared at the sword in his mind, and finally stopped all his thought activities.
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.