Chapter 608 Borrowing the Sword Thirty Thousand Miles
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect is the holy land of sword cultivation on the Kyushu continent.
His sect advocates that when practicing, disciples should strain their muscles and bones, starve their body and skin, deplete their body, and pour their heart, mind, and spirit into one sword.
Only in this way can the purest sword intent be cultivated.
Therefore, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect built the mountain gate in such a desolate and lonely place. Its purpose is to allow the disciples of the sect to cut off all emotions, desires, anger, ignorance, and anger, and only practice one sword.
Of course, this is only the reason known to the world.
As for the reasons unknown to the world, only the top brass of the Myriad Tribulations Sword Sect know.
"Report to the Eight Swordsmen, there is something strange happening in the sword cave, thousands of swords are roaring together, please let the swordsman make a decision!" On a desolate and rugged cliff, a disciple of the Sword Sect was kneeling on the ground to report to the skinny old man in front of him.
The skinny old man slowly opened his eyes, and the sword energy was raging in his eyes.
"There is something unusual in the Sword Cave... um, Brother Master?" Before he finished speaking, the old man turned his head sharply to look at the tallest sword peak in the distance, and said in a doubtful tone.
On the highest Sword Sacrifice Peak, there was a fierce sword intent soaring straight into the sky. Its power was so great and its intent was so powerful that it seemed like it wanted to split the whole day in half.
"Not only is the sword cave moving, even the Zongzong sword is buzzing!"
"It's strange. It is said that the Sword of Zhenzong only buzzes as a warning when the sect is destroyed. Could it be that there is a restricted area and they want to attack my Sword Sect?"
"No, look at the sky. Have you ever felt a terrifying, but yet very scary Tao that makes people want to get close to it? It comes from nothingness and is approaching us little by little."
At this time, three old men appeared again. They were haggard, with black faces and ragged clothes. They looked like old beggars popping up from some corner of the street.
But the three of them, dressed inconspicuously, stood in the sky, side by side between heaven and earth, like three immortal ancient swords, standing proudly in the world.
"Lao Ba, do you see what's wrong?" the old man in the middle asked Ba Jianlao.
Listening to his casual tone and address, it is obvious that he is also a swordsman, and his strength and qualifications are probably above those of the Eight Swordsman.
Bajian Lao shook his head and said: "It's very much like asking for a sword spell, but as far as I know, the only one in the sect who knows this sword spell is Dajian Lao, and he should still be at the bottom of the Sword Cave to comprehend the sword of life and death.
Yes, could it be said that he is about to leave seclusion?"
Everyone looked happy when they saw this.
If it is true that the Great Sword Master is about to leave seclusion, doesn’t it mean that there will be another Land Sword Immortal in the sect?
But at this moment, a cold and ruthless voice suddenly sounded from the Sword Sacrifice Peak.
"You scoundrel, you are not honest even if you are suppressed at the bottom of the sea. In this case, I will lend you my sword today to see how capable you are."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white light broke through the sky from the top of Jianjian Peak, like a rainbow piercing the sun, and flew thirty thousand miles away in an instant.
Within the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect, whether they were disciples, elders, or sword masters, they looked at this scene blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
"What happened? Wasn't it caused by Da Jianlao?"
"Zhenzong Sword...why did it go away?"
"Besides Old Sword Master, there are actually people who can ask for sword spells, and they can resonate with Zhenzong Sword!"
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Outside Dongjie City, the sea water surges into the sky.
Countless cultivators gathered here, some came to watch the fun, some came to wait, and of course, some came to wait for someone.
"The sky at sea is changeable. If you look at the dark clouds, there are faint red lights flickering. I'm afraid it's not a bad sign."
"I already told you not to come. If you insist on coming, do you not believe that the down-and-out family will cross the sea of life and death, or do you believe that he can come out of the sea of life and death alive?"
“You’ve come here, it’s a worthwhile trip to see the wonders on the seaside.”
Young people in gorgeous clothes gathered together, laughing and chatting, not at all frightened by the stormy waves in front of them.
Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the dark clouds thousands of miles high in the sky.
Everyone was surprised and raised their heads in confusion. Not long after, they saw a white light on the horizon rushing towards the direction where they were.
"What is that?" someone pointed at Bai Mang and exclaimed.
On the sea-viewing platform of the carved balustrade and painted building, the Lord of Dongjie City frowned and said: "Such a powerful sword intention, could it be that some land swordsman is here?"
Unfortunately, the white light is so dazzling that people cannot see what is inside.
And its speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared in the direction of the Sea of Life and Death in a blink of an eye.
At the same time, on the immortal platform of the stone ghost town tens of thousands of miles under the sea, Wu Shiyi had blue veins popping out on his forehead, his face was red, and he looked quite ferocious.
In addition, the skin on his body was cracked in many places and dripping with blood, but Wu Shiyi continued to burn his spiritual energy as if he was not aware of the pain at all.
"Wu Shiyi, you will die if you continue like this!" Jiang Ning roared outside the altar.
He could see that the sword spell was too powerful.
It seems to be beyond what a half-immortal can afford.
But Wu Shiyi didn't listen.
Suddenly, he raised his head sharply, then raised the corners of his mouth, and said happily: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, the opportunity has come, hurry up and get ready!"
Jiang Ning didn't know why and looked up.
He saw the viscous seawater begin to roll violently, as if something was forcefully breaking into it. After a few breaths, a dazzling white light appeared in his sight.
"That's... a sword?" Jiang Ning used his eyesight to the extreme. Coupled with the strangeness of the sea water that offset part of the strong light, he could barely see what was inside the white light.
"Yes, it is the Zongzong Sword of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect."
Wu Shiyi's face showed pride and unconcealable affection as he said: "We share the same sorrow throughout the ages!"
The Zongzong Sword of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect - the eternal sorrow!
Jiang Ning bared his teeth: "This name is really not very festive. Are you sure you want it to come? Will it go well today?"
Wu Shiyi chuckled and said: "The sword is given by heaven, but the body of a half-immortal cannot bear it, so we need a sword that can carry the power of the sword."
"Together with sorrow for eternity is the most suitable choice." He paused for a moment before continuing: "It's just that I didn't expect that Master would lend me the sword Thirty Thousand Miles..."
As a former disciple of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect, Wu Shiyi knew very well that without the nod from his master, Eternal Tongbei would not have left the Sword Sect.
So... Wu Shiyi gathered his emotions and said, "Thank you so much, Master."
After saying this, he no longer wasted time, but instantly burst out all his sword intent, instilling the eternal sorrow that was about to appear above his head.
In an instant, the most stunning sword spirit in Kyushu and the most desolate sword in Kyushu merged together, and then, a beam of light was seen above the Sea of Life and Death.
Unbiased, it just enveloped Wu Shiyi and Eternal Sadness.
Heaven... has given me the sword!
At this moment, Wu Shiyi's injuries seemed to be healed in an instant. No, it could even be said that his current condition was even stronger than in his previous peak state.
His clothes were sloppy, and his black hair was not moving in the wind. Even the red dragon's beard bangs on his forehead seemed to be much more colorful than before.
And as his momentum surged, the huge stone ghost statue behind him also began to buzz.
The purpose of its existence is to suppress Wu Shiyi!
Now Wu Shiyi has obtained the Heavenly Sword, which is powerful enough for him to escape from the altar. Shigui Town Immortal Platform is aware of this, so it also begins to accumulate strength to wake up.
However, Wu Shi just looked back at Shi Gui coldly.
No words, no actions.
With just such a glance, Shiguizhen Sendai, which was still restless to wake up, instantly fell into a dead silence.
Jiang Ning, who was originally preparing to intercept the stone ghost for Wu Shiyi, couldn't help but swallow when he saw this.
At this moment, Wu Shiyi, who holds the Heavenly Sword in his hand, would probably dare to curse even a real land swordsman, a mere stone ghost...