"Before I die, I wonder if I can have another glass of wine with Venerable Xu, alas!"
The old blind man always remembered what Xu Changge said that day, and when he returned, he drank and talked about the world.
With this thought, the old blind man's vitality seemed to flow slower.
The Jade Shadow Sword accompanies the old blind man, trembling slightly, telling his past experiences. Thinking back to those days, when he was so high-spirited, everything in the past had vanished into thin air, and he couldn't bear to look back.
"After you die, where will you go?"
The old blind man gently stroked the Jade Shadow Sword. This was the only thing he couldn't let go of.
The Jade Shadow Sword made a sword chant, indicating that it would always stay by the old blind man's side and would not go anywhere.
"You are the sword of this world. If you meet the right sword master, you will shine like a peerless sword."
The old blind man could not allow the Jade Shadow Sword to be covered in dust, Haosheng told him.
After some enlightenment from the old blind man, Jade Shadow Sword calmed down and stopped being agitated. He also agreed that if there was a chance in the future, he could choose the sword master again.
Of course, the Jade Shadow Sword has a requirement: the next sword master must not be weaker than the old blind man. Otherwise, it is better to sleep at the bottom of the yellow sand and never be born again.
The nine states in the world encompass more than hundreds of millions of stars, and there are countless swordsmen. However, it is not that difficult to find a swordsman who is not weaker than the old blind man.
Pushing forward a hundred thousand years, only Lin You Sword Immortal, who was born in the wrong era, can be said to be truly better than the old blind man. The rest of the sword cultivators may not be able to.
After all, the strong men in the world all respect the old blind man as the Sword Master, which is a reputation that can be achieved by killing with strength.
"It's up to you!" The old blind man leaned on the stone, trying hard to stay awake and not fall asleep. He still had to wait for Xu Changge to come back, drink another glass of wine with Xu Changge, and talk about the world.
A new era has arrived, and the heroes of the old era will wither away.
For example, the old Taizu of the Qijue Palace, the old monster Sikong Nanyan of the Changsheng Palace, and many other people who once made a name for themselves in the world. The fact that their lives have come to an end does not mean the end, but that a new prosperous age has arrived.
It's a pity that the hero of the past could not see it with his own eyes and died with this regret.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed.
During this period of time, there was no movement from the older generation. The old guys of all races were hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity without showing their faces.
The competition among the younger generation has become more and more fierce. Many monsters have obtained the creation of heaven and earth, and their strength has greatly increased.
Rumor has it that tens of thousands of geniuses fought for a top spiritual grass and suffered countless casualties. The bones piled up like mountains, and the smell of blood carried by the wind thousands of miles away.
"Who among my fellow swordsmen can fight against Xiao Hengkong?"
One month ago, Xiao Hengkong attained enlightenment at Yuelan Mountain in Huangji Prefecture, splitting the 90,000-mile sky with one sword, and the fierce power of the sword lasted for several days. Seeing this, many young monks exclaimed in awe and were in awe.
"Wan Hanyi of Wanyan Holy Land is not a weakling. Do you still remember the White Dragon Clan that used the Supreme Treasure to bully Luo Huangxue? Seven days ago, Wan Hanyi entered the Dragon Sea with his sword and single-handedly suppressed all the White Dragon Clan's peers.
look up."
In a restaurant in the ancient world, many practitioners were discussing the recent events, which was very lively.
"I know about this, it was a big fuss. That day the White Dragon Clan lost all face, and all twenty-three geniuses in the family were suppressed by Wan Hanyi alone. I heard that a few elders in the Pohuan Realm couldn't help but take action.
But Wan Hanyi could not be suppressed. Afterwards, the leader of the White Dragon Clan came forward to apologize in person, and this matter was settled."
When this matter was brought up, many people became interested and told all the news they knew. They did not have the ability to become famous all over the world, so they could only use this method to make up for the regrets in their hearts.
"I heard some rumors that after that battle, the eldest princess Yuan Ruoyan seemed to have a deep love for Wan Hanyi, and the White Dragon tribe even proposed a marriage."
Some monks said excitedly, their faces flushed, as if they had done it, and their faces were filled with pride.
"Beauties have loved heroes since ancient times. Wan Hanyi is the top evildoer in the world. It is normal for the princess to be heartbroken. Besides, the future situation is very complicated. If the White Dragon Clan can join forces with Wanyan Holy Land, there will be some guarantees in the future."
Practitioners in the ancient Taoist world don't know that the eldest princess Yuan Ruoyan is an icy lotus that repels people from thousands of miles away. There are very few men of her generation who can fall in love with Yuan Ruoyan.
A few months later, a piece of news shocked the world.
A black monk spread Buddhism widely, allowing countless confused creatures to see the way forward, and stopped wars in many places.
"Mahayana Buddhism!"
Countless monks are looking for traces of the monk in black, hoping to pray to the Buddha.
"The Mahayana Buddhism created by Lingzhen Buddha during his lifetime was originally thought to be a legend, but I didn't expect it to really exist."
The black-clothed monk who spreads Buddhism, whose name is Yuanyi, is a close disciple of Lingzhen Buddha. He was sealed and only woke up in this era. He once followed Xu Changge for a certain distance.
"The task is arduous, and the poor monk and others need to work harder."
There are two monks next to Monk Yuanyi, one is called Shuqinzhi and the other is Buddha Boy.
The Buddha boy also held a rabbit in his arms and fell asleep happily. He really knew how to enjoy it!
The three of them preached, taking a lazy rabbit with them, and tried their best to change the world and spread compassion everywhere.
The original intention of Buddha Boy and Moon Rabbit was to travel around the mountains and rivers, but unfortunately they could not escape Monk Yuanyi's Wuzhi Mountain and had to follow them.
Monk Yuanyi knew that his life span was short, and he must take advantage of this time to teach the Buddhist skills to the Buddhist boy so that the Buddhist boy could grow up as soon as possible. He agreed to Xu Changge and became the guardian of the Buddhist boy, and of course he could not relax.
"Too tired."
The Buddhist boy wore a red bellyband, with tender and tender skin, and an expression of despair. If he had known that there would be such painful days, he would definitely not have gone to the ancient Taoist world, otherwise he would not have met Monk Yuanyi, and he would not have met Monk Yuanyi.
You don't have to suffer this crime.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Buddha Boy threw the rabbit out of his arms, causing Moon Rabbit to wake up. He grinned and said unhappily: "Little Fatty, what are you doing!"
"It's all your fault." Buddha Boy gave Moon Rabbit a look and walked forward angrily.
Moon Rabbit instantly understood that Buddha Boy was probably in a mood again, and most of his anger was gone, and he followed him in a hurry.
The Buddhist boy lived a very comfortable life at first, and then he was tricked by the Moon Rabbit into the world of ancient Taoism.
"It's been so long, why are you still angry? You're like a child."
Moon Rabbit murmured in a low voice, then lay on Buddha Boy's shoulder and gently rubbed Buddha Boy's cheek.
"Exactly." The corners of the Buddhist boy's mouth rose. He had not had a good rest in these years.
"Come here and chant."
Not far away, monk Yuanyi turned his head and looked at the Buddhist boy, transmitting the message from thousands of miles away.