The seventh chapter seven hundred and sixty-ninth regret!
Wu Juecheng looked at Chu Yang desperately and gasped feebly.
This fact has completely defeated him!
His pupils were dilated, as if he had lost consciousness, and seemed to be walking in the clouds. His whole body was weightless, drifting, and next to his ears, there were constant thunderous thunders hitting him again and again...
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Chu Yang's words turned into nine-day thunder and struck Wu Juecheng's heart fiercely!
Let his spiritual consciousness burst out.
Chu Yang is continuing to talk.
"You just asked about the final path of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, and this is it! The Nine Tribulations Sword Master's body dies and the Tao disappears. He uses his body to open the passage of reincarnation and opens the door to the outside world. The bones are the walls and the flesh is paving the way; the blood turns into the wind to guide
, the soul becomes Qingxiao; send my brother to fight the devil outside the territory; educate my brother, reshape the body and become an immortal golden body; let my brother conquer the outside world and achieve immortal achievements; enjoy the same longevity and splendor in heaven and earth, and receive the supreme glory!"
"That is to say... the sword master's sacrifice will allow his brothers to reshape their bodies and become immortal golden bodies! They will have an extra guarantee of life on the battlefield outside the territory..."
Wu Juecheng didn't say anything and didn't move, he just stood so stiffly, as if he were a wood carving and clay sculpture.
Just now, his eyes were very complicated, even very excited, but now they have become completely dull, completely without any luster or focus.
"What is very admirable is that all the Nine Tribulations Sword Masters in the past have chosen the second path, choosing to sacrifice themselves and send their brothers over; that is why they will severely make their brothers sad and hurt at the last moment.
The heavier the better, until he is injured so much that they will never forgive him, then he kills all the brothers and sends their souls into the extraterrestrial passage..."
"After everything has settled, the sword master collected the corpses of his brothers and buried them properly. Then he turned into smoke and dust and completely disappeared from the world!"
"No, it is not appropriate to say that he finally disappeared between heaven and earth, because the last place where he died and disappeared was still...in the passage of the nine brothers. Because only when all the brothers walked through that passage,
Only the soul of the sword master will be truly annihilated... Only by escorting, watching, and feeling his brother pass through the passage can he truly rest in peace and go to his destination."
Chu Yang said softly: "Your elder brother... it should be the same... because you are still alive, which is already a clear proof! Even if Ni Shibei is rescued and escapes alive... But... it is the same."
Wu Juecheng stood dumbly, motionless for a long time.
Chu Yang knew that he was in extremely complicated mood right now, so he didn't bother him and just stayed by his side quietly.
After a long, long time.
Wu Juecheng's body suddenly trembled slightly. He seemed to have regained some ability to move from his stiff state. After this slight tremor, he began to tremble violently.
The whole body was trembling like fallen leaves in the wind.
He opened his mouth. He opened his mouth wide, as if he was suffering from extreme hypoxia and severe suffocation. He was gasping for air. His breathing became more and more rapid. It seemed that the more he gasped, the more he could not breathe.
Come.
A strange sound came from his throat: "Ho ho~~ho~~"
This voice was filled with endless pain. When Chu Yang heard it, he couldn't help but feel a sour and regretful feeling. It was a desperate and extremely guilty feeling that could never be made up for.
Guilt...
Wu Juecheng's body trembled more and more violently, and he finally shook his head gently. Two strings of tears suddenly fell from left to right as he shook his head.
Then he was still breathing heavily and shivering, but his tears were like a river bursting its banks, gushing out non-stop.
Then, he actually laughed, with tears welling up in his eyes. He laughed with self-deprecation and regret: "Hehehe, big brother, boss...boss...hehehe..."
After trembling and swaying twice, Wu Juecheng slowly knelt down, then his whole body fell to his knees, finally lying on the ground.
He couldn't make a sound at all, he just knelt on the ground blankly, scratching at the snow with both hands with pure physical strength, grabbed a handful of snow, squeezed it tightly, and then crushed it completely,
Then he grabbed and squeezed again, and then he crazily stuffed the cold snow into his mouth. He stuffed it in, holding the snow that almost choked him to death, and suddenly kowtowed hard.
Bang! Bang bang bang...
He pressed his head against the snow and roared silently, but only heavy breathing came out.
"Boss...Boss...Boss..."
Wu Juecheng murmured in a low voice, and Chu Yang could even clearly feel that at this moment, Wu Juecheng's heart was shattering piece by piece...
"Boss...I...I have hated you for thirty-nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-four years...thirty-nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-four years, such a long time, such a hatred!" Wu Wu
Juecheng laughed miserably in despair: "You are so awesome...you are so awesome...you, you sold yourself out like this...but you still fucking let us hate you forever, you are so good, I'm convinced
You, I really admire you..."
"Haha...Boss, you are a man...you are such a fucking man...you are fucking...I am fucking...I am fucking..."
He suddenly jumped up, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Brother! Big brother! Little brother, I'm sorry for you..."
He exhausted all his strength and suddenly roared: "Brother, I can't help you..."
Following that violent roar, avalanches occurred in all the snow-capped mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles at the same time without warning. Not only avalanches, but also countless mountains collapsed at the same time! The snow rolled and rushed down, and the rocks rolled and scattered in all directions.
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Wu Juecheng beat his chest with his hands and roared suppressedly: "Ah~~Ah~~~~~"
Chu Yang looked up to the sky and sighed.
Nine Tribulations, Nine Tribulations Sword Masters, brothers in life and death, but the ending is like this, all of them are like this, without exception.
The Nine Tribulations brothers entered the extraterrestrial passage and fought against the devil with the utmost hatred for their boss who had always worshiped and respected them. They believe that they will never forget their boss's final betrayal for eternity. That hatred is undoubtedly a poisonous thorn in everyone's heart and will last forever.
The sting that cannot be pulled out or eliminated is enough to keep these heroes awake all night and feel heartache...
However, the Nine Tribulations Sword Master personally destroyed the bodies of his brothers, sent them into the passage, and then after everyone left, how would the sword master feel when he collected the corpses of the brothers he had killed by himself?
Who could imagine!
How did he feel when his bones turned into green smoke and flesh turned into mud and entered the passage to guard his brothers while watching their brothers' resentment towards him!
The ending of a generation of true heroes and true men!
How desolate, how sad!
Even if the Nine Tribulations Sword Master has no regrets or regrets about his sacrifice,
But this is always the most tragic thing in heaven and earth!
Wu Juecheng, who was lucky enough to escape from it, aimed for revenge and hated him to the bone for more than 39,000 years. But now he found out that it was a misunderstanding. It turned out that he was wrong. He should never have hated the wrong thing.
People who hate...
What does it feel like?
How can these kinds of feelings be covered up by the word ‘death’?
Although the Nine Tribulations Sword Master has disappeared and has no emotions anymore, his brothers, although they have a great future and have become unparalleled masters, will always be worse than death.
Every time I think of it, my heart breaks.
This taste...
How can the word 'miserable' be used to describe it?
On the other hand, Chu Yang was already on alert; even though so much preparation had been made before, Wu Juecheng's excitement still inevitably broke out.
After all, it was tens of thousands of years of hatred, tens of thousands of years of accumulation, but in the end, I hated the wrong thing and complained about the wrong thing. How could I feel so embarrassed?
It's too late to actually commit suicide.
Although Chu Yang still maintains his composure, in fact, his cultivation level has already been raised to the limit. At this moment, Chu Yang is like a bow that is full of energy.
As soon as Wu Juecheng showed a tendency to self-destruct, Chu Yang would immediately rush forward and try his best to stop it.
It seems that more than half of the signs have come out, Wu Juecheng has already shouted: Boss, I can't help you...
The next moment, it seems like it’s time to die to apologize, right?!
In Chu Yang's expectation, as long as the old guy made any move, such as moving his energy, raising his Qi, or raising his palms, he would take action.
But after Chu Yang waited for a long time, the bow almost broke, but Wu Juecheng didn't make any move.
There was really no movement at all. After a moment of hysterical venting, Wu Juecheng stood there quietly, motionless.
The only sound seemed to be the sound of tears continuously flowing down from his eyes, dripping into the snow. It was because Chu Yang had already reached the limit of his cultivation, and you might not be able to hear it just with your ears.
But even if you can't hear it, you can still see it
In front of Wu Juecheng's feet, a small patch of snow has sunk in, which is evidence of hot tears falling.
For a long time, Wu Juecheng stood like a statue, his rapid breathing slowly became steady, his eyes were red, and endless sorrow, regret, and guilt radiated from his body.
"War against the demon outside the territory..." Wu Juecheng murmured: "Boss, is this your last wish?"
He stood dreamily, staring blankly at the flying snowflakes in the sky. He seemed completely unaware of the shaking of the mountains and the ground around him. It seemed that in the falling snow in the sky, he saw that resolute face again.
I once admired him so much and hated him so much, but now I have a face that I miss endlessly.
I seemed to hear the man saying again: "Acheng, I'm always here!"
"Acheng, among the brothers, you have the best background and the deepest foundation; however, your temper is also the most impulsive. If one day, the brothers are not by your side, you must never forget it.
Be impulsive!"
"No matter what happens, we are here! No matter you are right or wrong, we will support you!" "I am Yundong! I stand on the sky and point my sword at Bai Yundong! Who dares to bully my brother!?"
"Brothers, the battle is each other's, but the victory is ours!"
"Brother, I am invincible in the world!"
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