Chapter 1,749 The two pillars of Guizhe Mountain form a box, hiding the suffering in all kinds of ways.
Sword coming?
I don’t know what kind of sword will be used in the future in the five realms.
Xu is Yousi, Xu is Yanmang, but after waiting for more than a month, it can be said that Master Shou and Emperor Cangsheng are facing each other head-on!
"Is it coming?"
Feng Zhongzui was full of excitement, carrying the preaching mirror from a distance, not daring to intervene in the battlefield, but also wanting to get closer to the battlefield.
Master Shou's previous breakthrough in the Dead Sea, the changes in his sword power, and the changes in the secret formation of the sword.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he must have been blessed and made great progress.
At present, those who are qualified to test this sword in the five regions are also hostile to those who can test this sword. It seems that apart from loving the common people, there is really no one else?
"嘤——"
Sword chant in the void.
He raised his hand to Master Shou from afar.
In the nameless sky, a slightly unusual sound of swords sounded.
Or if it were a normal sound, not many people would be able to tell where it came from.
But now!
Master Shou is the newly promoted No. 1 Sword Immortal in the Five Realms.
Although the Feng family's release of the list did not gain much momentum, it did not dare to overshadow the battle between the Holy Slave and the Holy Temple.
But the thunder on the ground also caused an uproar.
Now, which powerful family dares to say that they have never studied Master Shou? Which family dares to believe that if a junior in the family provokes Master Shou, they will be happy and not afraid?
Having studied Master Shou, who knows his three swords in his life?
Among these people, the one who was half of Shouye's family was undoubtedly Feng Zhongzui and the most excited.
He held up the preaching mirror, looked at a long and narrow crack in the sky that suddenly burst in the distance, and said with emotion:
"It's not the Four Swords, it's not the Yan Python, but..."
"Hide the pain!"
After his excitement subsided, Feng Zhongzui looked stunned. He obviously remembered something and said in disbelief:
"but!"
"Fighting against the great emperor of the common people will make the third grade Tibet suffer?"
…
嘤——
The crisp and melodious sound of swords pierced and overflowed from the cracks in the void.
Everyone who heard the sound was stunned.
An extremely mysterious, extremely tingling, and extremely uncomfortable feeling came over me.
It was as if someone had stabbed someone in the heart with a sword. The sword did not penetrate completely, but only got stuck between the flesh and skin, twisting the sword back and forth.
Nourishing blood all over the body, but not fatal.
It is unspeakably miserable to only show off but not to kill.
"What the hell!"
Feng Zhongzui thought it was hiding pain at first, but later he realized that he must have guessed wrong.
How did the Tibetan Swordsman come up with such a powerful sword intention?
This strange and agile feeling says that it is one of the famous swords. It can be solved immediately, even if you are drunk in the wind, you will believe it.
Sure enough!
Soon, he saw someone slowly walking out of the crack in the void...
"people?"
He was a burly man with purple electricity flowing around his body.
His upper body was completely naked, exposing his knotted muscles, and his bronze skin was covered with sweat, glowing in the setting sun.
He was panting, as if he had just finished exercising or had come from a far away place. When the missionary mirror was carefully pushed over...
It was only in the five realms that I saw this big man with his arms bent, holding a black sword box that was more than three feet long but seemed to be very heavy.
"嘤——"
Crazy and piercing sword chants overflowed from the sword box.
This time, Jian Ming seemed particularly excited, causing the black sword box containing the sword to tremble slightly.
"Cao Erzhu..."
Feng Zhongzui obviously recognized the man with the sword.
After all, he had heard this big man explain the Divine Mind to everyone before in Yujing City.
Now, it is obvious that the focus is not on Cao Erzhu's identity, his divine thoughts, and other miscellaneous things.
"Sword box!"
"This is a sword box made of sealing stone!"
"Isn't Cao Erzhu also cultivating his body? This sword box is so heavy. Is there something 'ghost' in it?"
The sword screamed from the box, and it roared sleeplessly, which was so terrifying.
It is conceivable that once the sword box is opened, the contents inside will be released...
"etc!"
Drunk in the wind, his pupils suddenly trembled, he trembled, and said tearfully:
"Isn't Cao Erzhu the son of Kui Leihan?"
"In addition to being a member of the Tenth Rank, Que Leihan also has the title of the strongest forger in the world."
"Everyone, maybe you don't know something..."
Feng Zhongzui obviously thought of something again, he spoke very fast, and his voice and look were shocked:
"Qui Leihan, I heard that he was suspected of forging a wounded sword back then. He was so sad that he had no sword!"
"What is the Wounding Sword? One of the twenty-one famous swords!"
"This is really untrue, let's not mention it for now. After all, I heard this from hearsay, but the old master of the family told me personally another secret, a secret that is absolutely true - the Sword of Resurrection, Grade 3 Elephant Dragon!"
Each of the five realms is at a loss.
Obviously this is too secret and not many people know about it.
Drunk in the wind, he swallowed hard and continued to preach:
"My old master... Feng Tingchen, the one from my Feng family, is also the Seventh Sword Immortal, and is of the same generation as the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"In fact, he also privately asked the Eighth Sword Immortal how to cultivate the 'Sword Mind'."
"I don't know whether it was passed down among them, whether they learned it or not, but the story I heard from the old family leader is..."
"The eight masters of sword thought relied on a sword called 'Xianglong' - Kuileihan to transfer his spiritual thoughts to the sword. The eight masters were proficient in observation and enlightenment. Both of them have extremely strong understanding, but
I understand, no need to express it in words.”
"But not Elephant Dragon!"
"Xianglong is just a sixth-grade spiritual sword, nothing special. It was affected by the sword thought successively, and fell from the sixth grade to the tenth grade. However, after adapting to the sword thought, it became a living creature and returned to the sixth grade, and its potential was greatly increased!
"
"In order to commemorate it, Que Leihan rebuilt the elephant dragon... The elephant dragon was promoted to the third rank!"
As soon as this statement came out, the five regions were in an uproar.
Everyone has heard many versions of the process of the first-generation God-Through Mind, Punishment, Punishment, and Tribulation, which evolved into the second-generation God-Through Mind, Sword Mind.
But there are few versions in which the ancient sword cultivator who stood in such a position as Rufeng Zhongzui went so far as to sacrifice the reputation of his old family master to verify the authenticity of the story.
This story sounds a lot more believable.
However, if you think about it carefully, the content of Feng Zhongzui's words is a bit too exaggerated.
"The sixth-grade spiritual sword can be remade without falling to the seventh-grade, right?"
"The stronger one maintains the original level and pushes it to death to be promoted to the fifth level... Elephant Dragon, third level?"
"Fengzhongzui, how much did you drink?"
"Drunk in the Wind, I see you are really drunk!"
The five realms were constantly insulting each other. This little interlude story did not arouse much thought at this time, but only caused a lot of commotion.
But Feng Zhongzui is not just here to tell stories and be disliked.
If the old owner of the family hadn't told him these things, he wouldn't have known about them, and he wouldn't have believed them if someone else had told him.
The reason why he wants to speak at this moment is not because of Cao Ba's feelings, but because of the sword box he is looking at now!
"Everyone, don't forget that 'son inherits father's legacy'..."
Zui Zhong's voice trembled in the wind, and he stared at the sword box in Cao Erzhu's hand, and pulled the people of the Five Realms back with one sentence.
嘤——
The sound of the sword chanting in the sword box was obviously continuing and getting more intense.
It sounds so familiar, so similar to the "Lord Devouring Stories" in various unofficial histories about the First Sword Immortal Shouye!
at this point.
More appealing to fantasy.
Drunk in the wind, I dared to think. When I realized that everything was possible, I could no longer hold back my confusion and shouted out:
"Could it be that Master Shou's sword was handed over to Cao Erzhu to be remade?"
"The love of Cao Ba will be passed on?"
The preaching mirror was pushed closer, no longer just locking the sword box that was shaking more and more, but it was also pushed onto Cao Erzhu's rough face dripping with sweat.
Beads of sweat fell from his forehead and his thick eyebrows, his face turned red, and he couldn't control his emotions.
"Brother Xiaoshou..."
He let out a low cry, his tongue seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
He seemed to have thousands of words to say, wanted to describe the process, wanted to complain about the hardships, and wanted to share the joy.
He couldn't say anything.
When the focus of the world converged on Cao Erzhu, Cao Erzhu also realized that the preaching mirror and even the world were staring at him at this moment.
Finally he couldn't hold it any longer.
He bent his knees and bowed his body, like a rampaging beast, and all his words turned into a roar that resounded throughout the rivers and mountains:
"Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have the seed!!!"
…
boom!
The black sword box cracked in response to the sound.
When Cao Erzhu finished his drink, the black sealing stones that were shaped like the iron bars of a black stone prison exploded into powder in front of him.
"嘤——"
Take off the box cover and sheath seal.
Now the sound of the sword is no longer like a veil.
And it gives people a real, clear, and even cold murderous intention that can be said to be "cold to the bone".
"Famous sword!"
Drunken in the wind, I dare not say that such a sword is not a famous sword.
Anyone who possesses this kind of spirituality and possesses this murderous intention, even if they were unknown before, will surely be among the famous swordsmen in the future.
Then, it will be...
"Hide the bitterness?"
Drunk in the wind, he looked up nervously and expectantly, "Is it going to be a hidden suffering?"
How could the Five Realm Spiritual Refiners know how dedicated the ancient sword cultivator was to developing his sword from zero to Yun Yi, and even Yun Yi's initial sword, until Yun became a famous sword?
They don't even know that this path is difficult and has numerous obstacles, just like the various situations in life. No matter what the process is, it will probably end in tragic death.
It is difficult to raise a sword, it is difficult to break the singer of stars and moons of Rao Yaoyao, and it is difficult to break Bai Xi, the lover of Meisi people, so there is a saying "Xuan Cang leaves the holy world, and Taicheng walks to the sky again".
So the eight deities are familiar with their names and there are four of them.
So Hua Changdengxiu went to hunt ghosts.
Therefore, the strongest swords held by those who are called sword immortals in the five regions are probably passed down from ancient times - the creation of heaven and earth, and the great reputation of their predecessors.
Qingju thought about transcendence.
Once the green residence is cut off, it will also lead to destruction.
And even the most famous sword immortals in the past were not immune to the difficulty of raising a sword - hiding the suffering in Shou Ye, how can one achieve transcendence?
But there are no absolutes!
Just like Cao Erzhu's absurd and inexplicable roar, "Princes, generals, ministers, would rather have the seed"...
There is no natural prince.
How did he come to be born with a famous sword?
Regardless of whether it is born with nourishment or nourished by a person's name, every sword has a whole process from cocoon to butterfly.
Why can't this "cocoon" be the spiritual palace hiding suffering?
Why can't this "butterfly" come out of a broken box?
"Princes, generals and ministers, would you rather have the seed?"
Everyone in the five regions didn't know why, and their emotions were lifted up by Cao Erzhu's roar, and their blood began to boil.
And what Drunk in the Wind expects.
What Gu Jianxiu longs to see.
And what all the spiritual refiners see in the missionary mirror at the moment...
The sword box was broken.
The black sword in the box swung upwards and went straight to the nine heavens.
It is like a dragon returning to the sea that has broken free of its shackles, twisting away, like the image of returning to the land after losing its shackles, its power is shocking.
"Hide the pain!"
Drunk in the wind, his face turned red and his ears turned red, and he roared.
Even though it was just a glimpse, the preaching mirror could barely capture the twisted sword that was flying away from the sky at extremely fast speeds, wanting to embrace freedom.
But the twisting, the twitching, the weird screams...
As soon as it appears.
I recognized it when I was drunk in the wind.
There must be no doubt that the sword that Shou Ye carries since the beginning of the spiritual palace hides suffering, and the most shocking thing is...
"Hide the bitter taste!"
…
"Hiding all the eighteen dragons and elephants will lead to thousands of miserable lives."
When the black sword broke through the air, the sword thought rippled and the sword power spread.
His power and method convinced the five realms of endless spiritual swords, and in the echoes of various spiritual swords, he brought this voice to spiritual refiners everywhere.
But those who heard the Taoist message were all suddenly enlightened, as if they had seen a vision of the rebirth of suffering.
They saw a sea of fire, a huge silver shield, and a thundering sledgehammer...
A three-foot sword with a whimpering sound.
Countless times of forging and training, it was broken into pieces and rebuilt again.
Its spirit is constant.
His nature is immortal.
The misery and cruelty did not obliterate the sword, but gave the sword spirit the strongest resilience. When the last hammer fell, when Cao Erzhu gave Tibetan suffering a new life:
"when--"
If the five realms heard the last sound of the hammer, they also seemed to have heard the unknown first sound when this sword was first born.
No need to explain it in words.
You can understand it.
"Hiding all the eighteen dragons and elephants will lead to thousands of miserable lives."
Everyone suddenly realized that the "new life" given by Cao Erzhu to Shou Ye's sword was a tailor-made new life:
This dragon is not a dragon, this elephant is not an elephant.
The water moves dragon first, and the land moves elephant first.
Cao Erzhu gave Zangku the strongest:
In the strongest place, with the strongest shield, the strongest hammer, and through countless hardships and ravages, the strongest spirit was struck out!
Now, the broken box that hides suffering is born.
After this vision of reinvention disappears.
The spectators in front of the preaching mirrors from all over the country, whether they were ancient sword cultivators or not, each seemed to have seen Master Shou's life, his own life:
From the spiritual palace to now.
From “nothing” to “well-deserved reputation”!
…
"This is the number one swordsman!"
Drunk in the Wind has become so emotional that I can't extricate myself.
He witnessed the birth of the "famous sword" with his own eyes and recorded the whole process with his own mirror.
What about Famous Sword Twenty-one?
Although Tibetan suffering is not yet included in this category, at this moment, it has just been born and reborn, and its power can overwhelm the famous sword, which cannot be shaken by twenty-one.
Youthful spirit, desire and competition for glory.
When I saw the broken box of hidden suffering, galloping towards the sky, and drew the black sword light above the nine heavens.
What Feng Zhongzui saw was...
One day, he will become famous all over the world and influence the future of the five regions.
He took a deep breath, with a look of shock in his eyes, and murmured:
"Although Qingju is gone, its name is still famous."
"You will never grow old if you hide your suffering, Jian Li will be in full power!"
…
The setting sun is like blood, and a black rainbow is in the sky.
Young people are passionate and old people are sad.
In Heting Mountain in the middle region, the Meisi people stopped by the Mizao Spring, which was almost dry.
When I saw Xu Xiao summoned the sword, Cao Erzhu presented the box, hiding the name of suffering, and the young man was facing various scenes.
He shook his head and smiled.
He also saw himself when he was younger.
But he has already passed his youth, and now he has become a semi-saint for the first time, and his future is unclear.
The Meisi people also felt it, and their sadness was beyond words:
"The spirit is clear, the meaning is clear."
"The white crane picks the lotus, and the fairy road is far away."
…
Is the road to the Sword Immortal really long?
You can achieve it in three years, but you should also transcend it!
The Eight Masters of Swords have returned, and I have retreated into seclusion in the domain, surrounded by a vast sea of people.
He can't see.
But he could hear the broken box of hidden suffering, and the black rainbow penetrated the sky.
This is the sword.
Isn’t this for yourself?
"Ten years of hiding a sword, and searching for a nameless one all over the world."
"On this day, when you wake up to the rainbow, the gods and ghosts will be frightened." ()