"Wugui's sword is a force that seizes the heaven and earth's creation and robs the people of life. Although I have understood this sword, I cannot bear the backlash brought by this sword.
From the moment I realized there was no return, I already knew my ending.
In my life, I only have one chance to show my ability..."
The old man had a smile on his face and his eyes were particularly bright.
If he can use this sword, he will have no regrets in his life.
How many swordsmen have spent their entire lives unable to even touch the threshold of this sword.
But he, Li Chunyang, was able to reverse the destiny and ascend to the position of Sword Immortal with this sword.
After this battle, although he died, his reputation will last forever and his reputation will last forever.
His name, Li Chunyang, will surely be engraved on the monument of history.
This is enough!
"At my age, the sword's will has reached its end. Although I have understood the Wugui sword, I can no longer continue the glory of this sword.
But you are different, you are still young, and you have plenty of time to improve yourself, so you may not be unable to withstand the weight of this sword."
The old man stared at Qin Mo with burning eyes.
How beautiful is a living life in the prime of youth?
The young man in front of him still has unlimited hope, and he will definitely be able to continue the spirit of no return.
"I, Li Chunyang, have been practicing swordsmanship for hundreds of years. It is our destiny to meet you and teach you the art of swordsmanship throughout my life."
The old man smiled and thrust out his fingertips so fast that Qin Mo didn't even have time to react.
call out--
A bit of golden light suddenly pierced Qin Mo's eyebrows.
Immediately, a powerful sword intent was imprinted deep in his mind.
After Li Chunyang realized No Return, all his previous sword intentions and sword techniques were integrated and evolved into this final sword.
Therefore, Li Chunyang only has one kind of sword intention now, and that is Wugui.
Qin Mo received the inheritance of this sword, which was the fusion of the essence of Li Chunyang's swordsmanship for hundreds of years. It can be called a priceless treasure.
Li Chunyang's hard work in this life earned him no return, and finally gave it to Qin Mo.
Judging from the results, Qin Mo got a huge advantage.
Li Chunyang made a wedding dress for him.
But judging from the process, Li Chunyang did not suffer a loss.
His sword intention itself has reached its end. Without the "Tongtian Sword Sutra", he would never be able to understand the last sword in this life.
For Li Chunyang, the value of this sword is immeasurable, more valuable than his life.
Without Qin Mo's appearance, Li Chunyang would have died.
Therefore, Li Chunyang was very grateful to Qin Mo.
Passing Wugui to Qin Mo is also a continuation of his sword intention.
Although his body died, his sword spirit was immortal.
Qin Mo couldn't refuse, so he accepted it calmly.
He knew that the old man would not lie to him. Since Wugui was not a one-time killing move, there was still room for improvement.
"Since you have gained nothing, I will give you this sword box."
Li Chunyang took off the sword case.
In the sword box, there are four famous swords: Han Jing, Po Feng, Cang Yan, and Huang Ting.
Qin Mo nodded, put away the sword box, and said solemnly: "I will not insult their reputation."
In fact, for Li Chunyang, these four famous swords are of little use anymore.
Even if he does not die, this sword box will remain sealed in dust.
Qin Mo didn't think so.
After all, Li Chunyang became famous through these four famous swords. As long as these swords are still there, the name of the Sword King will never fade away.
"I'm afraid these swords won't last you long."
Li Chunyang laughed.
With Qin Mo's growth rate, he might not be able to use these swords in a few years.
"Whether I need them or not, I will keep them with me."
Qin Mo said calmly.
Li Chunyang's smile disappeared. He looked in the direction of Yunzhou for a long time, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
"Let's talk about Nangong Yuntian."
The old man spoke slowly, looking weak.
"What's wrong with Nangong Yuntian?"
Qin Mo's expression changed slightly.
"Do you still remember, that day in Xingyun Pavilion, I decided to go down the mountain, saying that I wanted to verify something."
"I have an impression of this."
Qin Mo nodded.
That day in the cave, Li Chunyang learned that Nangong Yuntian was still alive, so he said he would go down the mountain to verify the truth.
Qin Mo asked about it at the time, but Li Chunyang never mentioned it.
Now that his deadline was approaching, he decided to tell Qin Mo this secret.
"I remember that day you said that Nangong Yuntian was sealed by the Five Ghost Soul-locking Curse and injured by the palm of a demon god. I can tell you clearly now that Nangong Yuntian must be lying to you."
Li Chunyang looked certain.
"Why do you say that?"
Qin Mo was surprised.
Although he already suspected that Nangong Yuntian's motives were impure, he had no conclusive evidence.
"After leaving Xingyun Pavilion, I made a secret visit to the Blood Cloud Sect, investigated the matter clearly, and even found these things."
Li Chunyang took out a shabby booklet.
The booklet was unfolded, and inside it was densely packed with words, like ghostly symbols.
"This is a demon clan text. The content above talks about Nangong Yuntian's cultivation of immortality in order to obtain the blood of the demon god."
"Who left this book?"
Qin Mo asked.
"This is a secret letter written by the headmaster of the Bloodyun Sect to the Demon God. It still has the bloody handprint of the headmaster of the Xueyunmen. This is ironclad evidence."
Li Chunyang shook his head and sighed.
"In order to become immortal, Nangong Yuntian did not hesitate to collude with the Five Elders of Blood Cloud. Unfortunately, he failed in the end and allowed the demon god's palm to escape."
During the battle in Icewind Valley, Nangong Yuntian set up a dragnet to lure Demon God Palm into the game.
He used the demon refining bottle that he had prepared long ago, hoping to seal the palm of the demon god into it and refine it into the blood source of the demon god.
And once he absorbs this source, he will have true immortality.
Of course, there is also a certain risk in this, that is, becoming a pawn of the demon god like Gu Yuncong.
From the information Qin Mo had previously obtained, coupled with Li Chunyang's secret visit, and the ironclad evidence in hand, it was enough to determine Nangong Yuntian's crime.
After confirming this result, Qin Mo didn't feel as uncomfortable as last time.
Perhaps he has already accepted this setting.
"I never expected that a person like Nangong Yuntian would be so greedy that he would manipulate everyone into applauding for the sake of higher cultivation."
Qin Mo shook his head repeatedly, with endless disappointment in his eyes.
Nangong Yuntian rescued him in the ancient demon battlefield and taught him the Devouring Sword Intent, making him half of his master.
But precisely because of this, Qin Mo was even more disappointed.
"Nangong Yuntian once said that the demon god plotted to revive and needed a body of five virtues and a descendant of the ancient god. Is this true or false?"
Qin Mo asked again quickly.
"The demon god does want to revive, but it is not that easy. The two conditions of being a body with five virtues and being a descendant of an ancient god are indeed true, but it still requires some good luck.
And these things cannot be changed by the strength of a few people. This may be a general trend. After all, the demon clan has been planning for tens of thousands of years..."