The melodious chant of the sword spreads thousands of miles.
In the Yunlun Mountains, after Xiu Yuanke's sword passed by, all the testers looked up in panic, and they all saw the sword light that was enough to engulf the entire city in the sky.
"This sword..."
For a moment, everyone's jaws dropped in shock, and their minds seemed to be swallowed up.
What a stunning sword this is!
No one can describe in words how he felt after seeing this sword.
However, following the line of sight, following the sword light, and feeling the shocking power in it, everyone felt that their souls had been sublimated and reached heaven.
Some people saw the peak of spirit refining from this sword, and saw themselves wearing a crown and looking down at the world.
Some people saw the end of the sword from this sword, and saw the image of being alone and suppressing for eternity.
Some people even saw wine pools and meat forests from this sword, and saw countless fairy singers and singers in thin clothes, holding glasses of wine in a coquettish manner, full of spring scenery...
"Hey Hey Hey……"
Throughout the Yunlun Mountains, silly laughter rang out everywhere, as if everyone had gotten what they had dreamed of.
After a moment of immersion, some people began to wake up.
"Fuck!"
"What did I just see?"
"How did I become the Sword God? It turns out that the Sword God is myself? Am I the reincarnation of the Sword God?"
"..."
Of course, there are some who are still immersed in their own world and don't want to wake up.
"Who is the peak at the end of the spirit refining? When you see this seat, your path will become empty!"
"Hehe, hehe...little lady, where are you running? Come here!"
"..."
The eighth dragon vein.
Su Qianqian and Gu Qing stared at the bright sword light with bewildered expressions, still immersed in their own worlds.
In the white snow, holding the tomb city snow in hand, and beheading the eight masters with the sword, Su Qianqian suddenly turned around, and what she saw was endless loneliness.
"Grandpa, father...
"I have avenged you, but where are you..."
The road is so vast that there is no direction at all.
He finally took his revenge and killed the guy who almost killed everyone in the Su family.
But everything still has not returned to the past...
The little Su Qianqian squatted down while holding the big snow-white sword, sobbing softly.
The scene turned to a scene under the starry night, before Su Qianqian was about to be sent to Tiansang Ling Palace for refuge.
"Grandpa, why do so many people come to snatch our sword? Why are they not afraid of death? They are so weak..." Little Su Qianqian sat on the steps in the front yard of Su's house, holding her calf and looking at
Staring at the night sky, I was greatly puzzled.
Grandpa rubbed her head lovingly and said with a smile: "If your heart is on the road, you will naturally go there. Everyone has the greatest beauty in their heart. They want famous swords in order to reach the top. As sword holders, we
As a family, you can only protect your own glory, that's all."
"What about the greatest beauty in your mind, grandpa?"
"Of course it's you."
"Uh no no no! I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about the...ideal in your mind?"
"Ideal..." Grandpa also looked at the stars, with hope in his eyes, "Grandpa, the greatest ideal, the greatest beauty, is to be able to see the 'Second World' with your own eyes before you die."
"Second World? What is that?"
"That is the most beautiful world! Every swordsman yearns for it!"
"Well, I don't yearn for it."
"So you are still young, hahaha..."
Grandpa rubbed Xiao Su Qianqian's head again, and suddenly his laughter subsided and he became much more serious:
"Girl, remember! People live for beauty, not hatred!
"If in the future, grandpa unfortunately loses his life at the hands of others, it will also be a battle of famous swords, which is normal in ancient and modern times.
"You must not forget this and be dazzled by hatred, thus going to extremes. You must know that what you want to pursue is your own best path!"
Xiao Su Qianqian shook his head: "Grandpa, you are talking nonsense again, how could you lose?"
Grandpa laughed loudly: "That's right! Grandpa, I am the strongest swordsman! There is no one! Well, maybe there is. When you grow up, grandpa, I will take a back seat and you will be the first, okay?"
"
"Okay!" Xiao Su Qianqian waved her fist, her face full of excitement.
The scene changed again, returning to the Pearl of Inheritance given to her by her third uncle when Su Qianqian returned to the Su family compound.
In the Pearl of Inheritance, there are recorded scenes of the battle between Grandpa and the Eight Masters.
The last move was Grandpa's "time and space jump", leaping into the "second world" that Bazun was familiar with, thus leaving his last words in this world:
"Hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening."
"Woooooooo..." The memory gradually became clearer, but Su Qianqian burst into tears.
She was only fourteen years old, and she still didn't quite understand what her third uncle and grandpa meant. She still resented the person who ruined all her good things.
But……
As an ancient sword cultivator who has received the inheritance, Su Qianqian also understands what her current situation is.
"Second World...
"Grandpa, I have come to the most beautiful second world you mentioned, but why, I am the only one here..."
The sobs gradually became quieter.
Su Qianqian wiped away her tears, pulled up the snow from the tomb name city alone, glanced at the eight corpses at her feet, and woke up slightly.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I still went to the extreme you mentioned..."
She suddenly knew at this moment that she might not be able to let go of her obsession with revenge.
But grandpa is right, hatred is not the only thing in life, the pursuit of beauty is what everyone should do.
Su Qianqian vaguely remembered that inside the Pearl of Inheritance, she saw her grandfather from the second world, with the most sincere and happy smile on his face.
Looking back at myself...
In this "loneliest" second world of her own, Su Qianqian knew that if her grandfather were still here, he would never want to see it.
In such a world, there is nothing but hatred!
"But besides hatred, what else can I have..."
Su Qianqian saw the snow in the famous tomb in her arms suddenly dissipate, and the enemy's corpse at her feet also decomposed into starlight. She looked around confused and helplessly, trying to catch something, but couldn't catch anything.
at this time.
"Hehe, hehehe..."
A silly laugh reached her ears, and Su Qianqian woke up. The world in front of her fell apart, and she returned to the eighth dragon vein.
"I, what just happened?"
Su Qianqian was confused. She felt that she had gone through a mental journey, but she didn't know why.
Turning his eyes, he saw Gu Qingsan lying on the big rock with his back stretched out and the word "big" appearing on his face. He still had a stupid smile on his face and still couldn't wake up.
"Second World?"
Su Qianqian remembered something and suddenly looked into the void.
But there is nothing left in the void, not to mention the sword light, even the city in the sky is gone!
"Third Senior Brother! Third Senior Brother!"
Not caring about anything else, Su Qianqian quickly shook her third senior brother.
But Gu Qingsan was still giggling, unable to recover from the second world.
Die in extreme beauty, live forever in endless sin... Su Qianqian suddenly thought of the secret of the second world, and became a little panicked.
At this time.
"Hey Hey……
"Gu Qingyi, Gu Qingyi, do you have this day too? Copy the "Sword Sutra" for me ten thousand times! Write quickly!
"And you, Gu Qing'er! How does it feel to be defeated with one sword? Does it feel good or not? Hahahaha...
"Wen Ting! Hahahaha, the thief Wen Ting, I have wanted to defeat you for a long time. Now, are you finally willing to admit that swordsmanship is the most powerful? Hahahaha..." (Sleeping with arms akimbo)
Su Qianqian was listening to these murmurs on one side, and saw that Gu Qingsan was still moving, and became sluggish for a moment.
Stay alive!
It can still be saved!
But……
Third senior brother, what are you dreaming about?
Also, how dare you call Master by his holy name?
"Snapped!"
No one was seen.
But suddenly, the left side of Gu Qingsan's face became red and swollen, as if he had been slapped hard, and he suddenly woke up.
"Fuck... Master, why are you hitting me?"
Gu Qing looked around, and finally the master appeared in the dream and slapped him fiercely.
But when he woke up, he couldn't see where the master was...
Suddenly, Gu Qingsan realized something and suddenly looked towards the sky.
"Second World?
"That was the second world just now? Who is taking action?"
Looking down suddenly, Gu Qingsan saw Su Qianqian's cute little face again. This time, the question of "who is taking action" was no longer important.
He was dumbfounded: "Little, little junior sister? You woke up so quickly. Just now, you didn't hear anything, right?"
Su Qianqian looked at her third senior brother blankly, and suddenly realized what the "best world" her grandfather said was, she covered her mouth with a "chi" and laughed.
"Third Senior Brother, I heard everything."
Gu Qingsan covered his face that was swollen like a pig's head:???
…
Guyinya ruins.
The water ghost, Cen Qiaofu quickly regained consciousness, and then turned his eyes horrified to the Xiuyuan guest who could affect them in the aftermath of a sword strike.
"This, this is what that guy just now can do?"
Cen Qiaofu could not connect the guy who could only imitate himself and was trapped by a water ghost and water polo with the Xiu Yuan Ke who was making a shocking sword move.
But I didn't feel stunned for long.
"Boom!"
After Xiu Yuanke, the Eight Masters also fell to the ground softly.
"Ouch..."
Cen Qiaofu panicked now and hurriedly stepped over and helped Bazun up.
"Cough, cough, cough, I'm fine...Pfft!"
Ba Zunzhen saw a mouthful of blood covering his entire face. He stretched out his fingers and pointed tremblingly at Xiu Yuanke next to him, "Let's take a look at his condition first!"
Cenqiaofu: "..."
Is this okay?
Damn it, if you keep wandering, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you anymore!
After feeding Ba Zunzhen an elixir, Cen Qiaofu quickly put down the person, turned his head and looked to the other side, and then pinched Xiu Yuanke's limp arm, which was cracked and covered in blood.
.
"died."
Cenjov sighed.
Sure enough, drawing that sword was the most glorious moment in life, right?
It's a miracle that this person can still survive!
"died?"
Ba Zunzhen was stunned when he heard this, and raised his voice: "No! He has hidden the sword for more than ten years, so he should be able to breathe a sigh of relief..."
At this moment, the water ghost stepped forward, felt the Xiu Yuan guest's breath, and then touched his chest.
"There is no breath, and the heartbeat has stopped..."
He stated calmly, then suddenly thought of something, and put his hand to Xiu Yuanke's neck.
Vaguely, the position of this aorta seems to be slightly undulating?
The water ghost breathed a sigh of relief and said: "He's still alive, but not much. Most likely he will never wake up from this state. Let's just be a living corpse."
"Sure enough, are you still forcing yourself..." Ba Zunzhen sighed, but he was not completely desperate. "As a spell caster, he is just too immersed in his second world. When he wakes up, he will
Wake up."
Cenqiaofu: "..."
Water Ghost: "..."
"After all, it's still a bit difficult to draw a sword across the border." Bazunzhen opened the corner of his mouth and smiled, "But after waking up, I will definitely gain a lot. Help me up, cough cough... Poof!"
As soon as Cen Qiaofu poked his head in, his face was covered in blood.
He silently put the people down again, wiped himself clean, and then picked them up one by one with each hand.
"I should have been allowed to come." The water ghost looked at the two limp "corpses" and said helplessly.
Bazun shook his head slightly: "You can support the city, but I have just finished issuing the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict. I don't know how many days it will take to regain some strength and issue the order again. I can't wait that long."
As he spoke, he looked towards the direction of Zhongyu and murmured: "That guy won't give us so much time."
The water ghost also looked into the void and nodded silently.
He is familiar with this.
It is impossible for the Holy Temple to let them carry a city on their shoulders and wait for another order.
What's more, the power of Dao Qiongang is known to everyone in the world.
Not a big deal, if someone comes over, Void Island and its people will take them all as ordered!
"time to go."
The water ghost looked at the empty sky.
At this time, Void Island was wiped out by Xiu Yuanke with one sword.
But naturally, this ancient majestic city cannot disappear directly or escape into the space debris.
Outsiders can't see it clearly, but the water ghost can see it. There is an incongruous trace of time and space above the nine heavens.
That place is equivalent to the entrance to a different dimensional space.
The Void Island was inserted into the second world by Xiu Yuanke's sword, and was frozen in mid-air forever.
"Let's go, they are coming."
Bazun nodded, said no more, and concentrated on recovering.
Cenqiaofu immediately carried the two of them, kicked open the crack in space, and stepped in.
Behind him, the water ghost glanced in the direction of the sea of clouds between the cliffs.
Here, the deep sea world can no longer be seen, because everything that should end has ended, and everything that should enter has also entered.
As soon as the Void Gate opened, everyone was teleported to the Void Island.
This means...
This operation is basically over.
The Yunlun Mountains are no longer the battlefield that the Semi-Saints and Saint Emperors focus on.
The next battlefield...
Void Island!
…
After a few people left.
Above the Guyinya ruins, fluctuations in space teleportation appeared, and two figures, one tall and one short, stepped out of the teleportation array.
The War Machine No. 2, which was more than three feet tall, held a normal human-sized Yan Wu Color in its hand, and fell silently to the broken mountain ground.
As the most mature Tianji puppet, the existence of No. 2 itself is equivalent to the domain-level teleportation array.
There is no place in the world that is unreachable.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Yan Wuse's brows suddenly furrowed.
"Jian Nian, the power of illusory swordsmanship... Bazunzun has indeed been here, and he took action."
"Well, traces of the attributes of time and space... This should be the underworld of the King of Hell, right?"
"Also, the half-saint power of the cloud system..."
Yan Wuse pondered, and flashed in his mind what Dao Qiongcang had said during the meeting of the ten-member council: "This half-saint who acted privately should check the Northern Territory."
Yan WuSe immediately locked in on the candidate.
"Half Saint, Jiang Buyi?"
In just a few breaths, he could almost deduce all the people who fought during the battle based on their breath, traces, and color alone.
Behind him, the behemoth No. 2, with many data streams flashing in his eyes, hummed: "Everything you said is right."
Yan Wuse raised his eyes angrily and glared at it: "Bullshit, who am I! Also, you were ordered to follow me, but as a trump card, don't you need to hide it?"
No. 2 nodded: "You're right."
Then he became invisible.
Yan WuSe: "..."
That’s all, let’s go to Void Island first!
Looking up, Yan Wuse could naturally see the Void Island hidden in the second world, but at the moment, he was stunned.
How to get in?
Behind him, No. 2 seemed to notice his doubts and reappeared. Immediately, he spread his hands and a small token appeared in his palm.
"The Master of the Taoist Palace has calculated that you will forget to bring the Void Token, and has already told me in advance to bring one before attending the meeting.
"Sure enough, you forgot."
Yan Wuse looked at the Void Token and fell into deep thought.
what happened!
So, even if I am in charge of this operation, that kid Dao Qiongcang has already figured it out before the meeting???
Lewen
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