When everyone was having fun, suddenly a figure appeared above an empty peak. When the sword was raised, the mysterious light broke through the sky, the world returned to its original state, and the Tao was like the vast sea!
The Jianzong monk's body trembled and he looked in that direction - Linghuai Peak!
That’s Jialou’s Wuwei Sword!
The swordplay by all the gentlemen actually aroused the sword intent of Wuwei Sword on Linghuai Peak!
The monks of Jianzong looked confused. Jialou and Wuwei were taboo words in Jianzong. No one deliberately erased these two words, but almost everyone subconsciously avoided them. When they were mentioned, they felt sad and angry.
Crossing each other, love can't wait.
Wuwei Sword Master, as the eldest disciple of the Sword Ancestor and the first person in the Sword Sect, is the benchmark respected by all swordsmen monks. But it was such a being that they trusted that led them into the abyss!
At the beginning of the war between the two emperors, the Jianzong monks volunteered to join the war and fought hard to kill the enemy. Almost all the second and third generations were killed.
However, the situation gradually got out of control. Master Wenchen Sword Wuwei and Master Wuhua, Sword of Rain and Rain, died one after another. Garuda did not stop the war. Master Ruoshui Sword's Tao foundation was damaged and had no choice but to reincarnate. Garou did not stop the war.
Countless souls died in Xuantian, and Jialou did not stop the war!
Finally, the miserable situation of Spring and Autumn recalled all the Holy Land disciples, but the lives of the deceased could no longer be saved.
But if Jialou is the chief culprit of the Xuantian disaster, then they are not accomplices.
They thought of Wuwei's lineage again, where all his disciples and disciples had died, leaving only the Sky-Shading Sword Master.
In fact, Zhetian is about two or three thousand years older than Jialou. Jialou is an innate Holy Spirit born from the fate of human beings. He is a spirit that is nourished by the aura of King Ba. He is the last among his peers and has attained it with the Bawang Sword Vein.
Quasi-sage.
He once hoped to make great achievements in these nine days like Jialou. As a result, the first thing the quasi-holy queen did was to work with the Reverend Xiyang to clean up the mess for Jialou Yuanming and clean up the previous generation.
The remaining cause and effect will never escape the world from now on.
That war affected the fate of too many people and is unforgettable.
At this time, three more sword intentions rushed out one after another, they were the Wenchen Sword, the Rain and Rain Sword, and the Sword Intent of the Supreme Good as Water Sword!
The sword sect's monks die, but their sword intent is immortal and will remain on the mountain forever. At this moment, the gentlemen performing swords actually inspired them all!
The second-generation venerables were full of emotions, and the Supreme Master of Impermanence said, "Time is also destiny, we will perform the sword style again, you guys are watching, and how much you realize is up to you!"
When you were wondering, you saw the second-generation venerables each performing sword moves, and the nine sword intentions were intertwined, painting a scene of the prosperous age, like a scroll of time, unfolding the true meaning of the world.
At this time, even Zhan Changfeng put away his sword and looked at this mysterious scene.
The sword intent of the Nine Swords complemented each other and actually evolved into all phenomena in the world. You can imagine how peerless the nine of them were when they got together!
The disciples of the Sword Sect seemed to have ushered in a feast of sword intent. The lingering sadness disappeared and they were immersed in the Dao patterns all over the sky. No matter the time, they sincerely believed that the Second Generation of Nine Swords was an indelible glory in the history of swordsmanship!
After the feast was over, Jian Zong fell into a rare silence. Several second-generation sages exchanged a few words with Zhan Changfeng, but there was no movement.
The wind rustled and the leaves fell, Guan Guanzun walked up to the peak of Impermanence. Going outward from here is Linghuai Peak.
He took a sip of wine and handed the jar to Supreme Master Impermanence. After a long time, he seemed to be looking for something else to say, "During the battle between the Dragon Clan and the Changsheng Emperor, didn't Senior Brother say that she couldn't create a sword pattern? Even if she did, it would be a violent act."
Sword?"
The Supreme Master of Impermanence calmly reasoned, "Everything in the world is impermanent."
"Heh." He shook his head, "I just sighed. The swords of the nine of us, divided into two, lead the road alone. Together, they are like the stream of light for eternity, as if covering the world. She only has one sword, but it suppresses eternity and shines all over the world. From here on
Look, do we look like the defenders of the prosperous age, and she looks like a domineering pioneer?"
"What do you want to say?"
"I was just wondering if the Sword Sect would join the Nine Heavens Conquest."
"As a human being, don't be too greedy. The Holy Land's power in Xuantian has finally been stabilized. Why bother getting involved in that kind of thing anymore? It's better to have peace of mind and channel channels."
"But in the heart of a humane cultivator, if he only has his own Dao lineage, is he still a humane cultivator?"
Supreme Impermanence sighed, "Do you want Sword Sect to experience another battle in the heavens?"
The Reverend Irrelevant was silent, he didn't want to.
On Lingwu Peak, Zhan Changfeng stood for a long time, and then condensed the Emperor's Sword again, leaving a sword mark on the stone wall next to it.
The sword marks contain the majestic Taoist meaning. Although it does not allow people to fully understand the Emperor Sword, it can still help people a lot.
After all, her method of understanding the sword was taught by Ling Xiaozi. This sword mark should be given to the sword sect.
Three days after meeting Ling Xiaozi, she was playing chess with him in the palace, and the old man with a long beard walked in on his own.
"My Lord, be safe. It just so happens that the Immortal Emperor's Sword has been returned. It's time to say goodbye."
"There is no need to rush, I still have a few words to say to you." Ling Xiaozi sat cross-legged across from her and glanced at the black and white pieces on the chess floor, "There are many people in the Jianzong who are highly skilled in chess, why not let them come?
I'll play a few games with you."
"The hardest person to win is yourself." Zhan Changfeng stroked the chess surface and returned the black and white pieces to the chess pot, "But if the Heavenly Lord is willing to show his favor, I would be very honored."
Ling Xiaozi nodded with a smile, "I have several treasures here, and I planned to choose three to offset your return. If you win this game, I will let you choose three."
"It sounds like Gu has nothing to gain. If Gu wins, can you specify which two items you want?"
"good."
Zhan Changfeng took a chess piece and started playing with him, "I would like to ask, what is the victory or defeat in the battle between Tianzun and Longzu?"
"It's just a count of five or five." Ling Xiaozi said, "You destroyed ten thousand stars. The Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan will bear the brunt. If the two clans don't take action now, they will do it sooner or later."
"Gu destroyed Ten Thousand Stars, but didn't kill them. He just told them some truth. They are all sensible, and they voluntarily followed Gu Ma's lead. Now Gu wants them to return to the Spirit Talisman, and even if the Spirit Talisman is worth the sea, they won't let it go.
They come in."
"You have a lot of reasons." Ling Xiaozi clicked down a piece, "The demon clan is not necessarily unreasonable."
"The demon clan is not the only one who is unreasonable, but you can't help being unreasonable." Zhan Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly and killed a piece of him, "Being reasonable will lead to a longer life."
The two of them went back and forth, occasionally exchanging a few witty words, and finally the chess game came to an end.
The chess piece in Ling Xiaozi's hand was powerless. He threw it into the chess jar and asked, "What do you want?"
"Fragments of the astrolabe."
Ling Xiaozi pinched a strand of beard and nodded gently, "What else?"
Zhan Changfeng tapped the chess pieces on the chessboard and returned the choices to Ling Xiaozi, "Gu wants to see what Tianzun is going to let Gu choose."
He put several boxes on the table and opened them one by one. One was the Sword of Soaring into the Sky, one was the secret elixir of returning the soul to the beginning, one was the Xuanshuang grass that protected the promotion to the quasi-sage, and one was the fragment of the astrolabe.
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Zhan Changfeng pondered, "Does Tianzun have two fragments?"
"...Only this piece."
She picked the Yuanshi Soul-Returning Secret Pill again, "There is only one left. I can exchange it for a spiritual stone of equal value, and the essence will be enough."
"It's okay that I guessed wrong." Ling Xiaozi left a Xumi bag and stood up to leave. "The road is difficult and dangerous, so take care of yourself."