"What's in that place?" Zhuge Buliang saw something fishy about the little sword spirit.
"Whoosh!"
The little sword spirit transformed into a blue flying sword, carrying Zhuge Buliang and flying towards the other side of the desert island.
In an instant, Zhuge Buliang and Xiao Jianling came to a pile of rocks. This pile of rocks was exactly the wasteland full of broken swords when Zhuge Buliang and Su Xiaobai first arrived here.
This is also where the peerless sword was discovered.
The air here is still filled with strong sword intent.
Zhuge Buliang frowned slightly. He had been here before and found nothing strange except for the sharpness of the sword. But today was different. He felt that the sword was even sharper than before.
"Zhizhi!" The little sword spirit pointed at one of the piles of rocks.
Zhuge Buliang looked at it, and his eyes suddenly shrank. In the pile of rocks, a little brilliance overflowed, and the sharp sword intent was compelling. Buried in the pile of rocks was this peerless divine sword!
"It's that peerless divine sword!" Zhuge Buliang exclaimed: "I said that I searched the entire Tao before, but couldn't find that divine sword. It turned out that it buried itself."
"boom!"
Zhuge Buliang pressed down his big palm and blasted away the pile of rocks. Suddenly, the sword radiated with radiance and the sword's will was high. The peerless sword was exposed in the air.
"Zhizhi!" The little sword spirit blinked its smart eyes and screamed strangely.
The peerless divine sword is sharp and dazzling. Within a hundred meters of the divine sword, the terrifying sword intent is raging. Anyone who steps inside will be destroyed by the terrifying sword intent.
Zhuge Buliang shook his head in pain, looking at this peerless divine sword, everyone would be selfish. But Zhuge Buliang still chose to compromise, this divine sword cannot be controlled by himself. Unless he is a master in the transformation stage, or even
Can a master in the god transformation stage be able to control him?
"Roar!"
At this moment, a low roar came from behind Zhuge Buliang, and immediately after, Zhuge Buliang felt a cold and biting murderous intent approaching.
"brush!"
The Mountain and River Fan appeared in Zhuge Buliang's hand, and he fanned it backwards without thinking. A raging wave shattered the fierce killing intent. Zhuge Buliang moved and appeared in the distance.
A faint shadow came out of the darkness, or rather floated out. This figure was like a small sword spirit, with a faint form, but as sharp as a divine sword.
"It's the sword spirit in the divine sword!" Zhuge Buliang whispered.
The powerful sword spirit approached Zhuge Buliang, and the cold murderous intent shrouded him. At this time, the small sword spirit flew out, stood in front of Zhuge Buliang, and bared its teeth and claws at the powerful sword spirit.
A childish cry of "squeak" came out of his mouth.
At this time, the powerful sword spirit was slightly startled and also made a strange sound.
This language seems to be understood only by the sword spirit.
The two sword spirits chatted for a moment, during which the little sword spirit actually chuckled, while the other powerful sword spirit rolled its eyes in a very humane manner.
Zhuge Buliang was puzzled for a while, wondering what the two sword spirits were talking about. Finally, the powerful sword spirit focused on Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge Buliang was wary and whispered to the little sword spirit: "What are you talking about?"
The little sword spirit made gestures at Zhuge Buliang, and the two had the same mind. Zhuge Buliang understood what the little sword spirit meant and said, "Does it mean we won't be allowed to get close to the divine sword?"
"Zhizhi!" The little sword spirit nodded.
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly in his heart, even if he wanted to get close, he couldn't. The sword intention of this peerless sword was so terrifying that he simply couldn't control it.
Zhuge Buliang left the area with the little sword spirit. Before leaving, Zhuge Buliang sealed the peerless sword with rocks.
Zhuge Buliang returned to the Golden Palace again. He once wanted to enter the underground palace through the ancient well, but the underground palace had completely collapsed and the ancient well passage had been blocked. Zhuge Buliang could only retreat angrily.
In the following time, Zhuge Buliang immersed himself in cultivation. The years on the desert island were boring. Apart from wandering around the desert island with the little sword spirit every day, Zhuge Buliang spent the rest of his time practicing.
one year
two years
three years
.......
ten years!
Ten years have passed, and Zhuge Buliang has stayed on this desert island for more than three thousand years. During these ten years, Zhuge Buliang's cultivation has climbed to the peak of the Golden Core stage, but he knows that he wants a smooth transition.
It is almost impossible to reach the Nascent Soul stage. To use a commonly used sentence in novels: there is a gate between the Golden Core stage and the Nascent Soul stage. Some people spend their entire lives unable to take this step.
Ten years have passed, and Zhuge Buliang's eyes have seen a little more vicissitudes of life.
On this day, Zhuge Buliang and Little Sword Spirit were walking on the beach, but they were surprised to find that besides themselves, there was another person standing on the beach!
"Falling to heaven!"
Zhuge Buliang exclaimed almost subconsciously. He originally thought he was the only one on this sealed desert island, but he never expected that he would meet Fallen Heaven here today!
Fallen Sky was dressed in a blood robe, with long blood-colored hair draped over his shoulders. On his shoulders, there was a fiery red bird, which was a miniature version of Zhu Huang.
What surprised Zhuge Buliang even more was that in Falling Sky's hand, he actually held the brick!
The little sword spirit seemed to be frightened, so it got into a flying sword and hid in Zhuge Buliang's arms.
Zhuge Buliang frowned and walked up. Zhu Huang on Falling Sky's shoulder noticed someone approaching and let out a sharp cry.
"You haven't left yet?" Zhuge Buliang took a breath and asked. His heart was pounding. After all, the person standing in front of him was a heaven-defying existence.
Fallen Sky did not answer, and stared straight ahead with empty eyes. After a moment, a hoarse voice sounded: "Is this thing yours?"
With that said, Fallen Sky dragged up the brick in his hand. The brick slowly flew in front of Zhuge Buliang, but Zhuge Buliang did not take it immediately.
"Nine Nether Black Black Iron is a good thing, but the things sealed inside are more valuable." Fallen Sky said.
"Seal? What is sealed in this black iron?" Zhuge Buliang asked in astonishment.
"A soul!" Fallen Sky's answer was concise, and then he stopped talking and looked at the sealed desert island.
Fallen Sky's empty eyes were lifeless. After a moment, Fallen Sky struck his opponent, and the black coffin appeared in front of him out of thin air. Fallen Sky said: "Let's go and see you out."