Luo Guan was silent for a long time, "...the curse-killing technique may not be able to kill the disciples."
"I know." The dean raised his hand and pointed, "But tonight, if I don't draw my sword, millions of living beings in this city will die."
"It's a good deal to trade my broken body for the survival of a whole city. So you kid, don't feel guilty or blame yourself. I died for the common people, and I deserved my death."
Luo Guan didn't feel any anger or unwillingness from the dean, but only calmness and calmness.
This gave him endless admiration and respect in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask himself, if he exchanged places with the dean, what would he be able to do?
There is no answer.
The dean laughed, turned around and climbed to the sky, "The seal of the sword has only lasted thirty years, but in my heart, one hundred thousand or one million swords have been released."
"Today, I will combine these one hundred thousand and one million into one sword. Luo Guan, just wait and see what I will do with this sword."
Luo Guan knew that this was the main reason why the dean brought him to Liangzhou today - to teach him the sword before death.
At this time, the night sky above the head was pitch black, and as if the sea of ink was about to swallow everything, the dean, wearing a green robe and an iron sword, stepped onto Liangzhou City. The white hair was blowing in the wind, and his will of swordsmanship, accompanied by the release of the sword breath, enveloped the ten directions in an instant.
As majestic as mountains and seas, heaven and earth cannot be leveled!
In the city, many people from the Immortal Sect suddenly raised their heads.
"Dean!"
After the exclamation, there was endless fear. One sword has suppressed the Immortal Sect for thirty years. Although the dean is not invincible, he is invincible in the world. But now, this invincible sword cultivator comes from the Emperor Wu Mountain - naturally, he wants to kill people!
Underground in the mansion, the faces of the strong men of the Immortal Sect were full of horror. Although they were outnumbered and powerful, they could feel the terrifying breath of swords coming from above their heads, and they were all frightened.
The female Taoist cultivator from Meishan who presided over the Jiuyou Extermination Formation screamed loudly, "Everyone, there is no way for you and me to escape today. Only by opening the Nine Nethers can we have a glimmer of hope."
"Come and help me quickly!"
Under the altar, everyone from the Immortal Sect flew up to the altar and poured all their cultivation into it without hesitation. Accompanied by the billowing essence, blood and vitality in their bodies, the pool suddenly boiled, and a whirlpool shadow emerged from the steam.
On Liangzhou City, in the pitch-black sky, the overlapping clouds suddenly surged and swirled wildly, turning into a huge whirlpool.
The aura of bloodthirsty, killing, and destruction is released from it, and you can vaguely see a dark red flow deep in the vortex, like lava deep underground.
The Nine Nether Extermination Formation is fully activated at this moment!
The passage has been opened. Once Jiuyou arrives, it will swallow up the entire Liangzhou, turning this million-dollar city into a land of death and silence.
The dean raised his head and looked up at the whirlpool in the night sky with a calm expression, "I can defeat all kinds of magic with just one sword!" He held the sword in his hand, the sound of the iron sword echoed through the sky, and he slashed out with one sword.
Roar--
Roaring sounds erupted from the depths of the whirlpool, and a huge black arm poked out from it. It was hundreds of feet long, covered with black scales, and a slit opened in the palm, revealing a huge mouth full of fangs. fall.
There was a shocking loud noise, as if thousands of thunders erupted at the same time, and the huge black arm that poked out of the whirlpool was cut off directly by a sword. The sword kept moving, slashing heavily on the whirlpool, forcibly cutting through the passage that connected the world and the Nine Netherworld.
During the process of rupture, collapse, and disintegration, one can vaguely see the phantom of a huge thing, thundering in another plane. It has nine heads and nine tails. The rushing dark red that I saw before was actually just the color of blood in the eyes of this behemoth.
Eventually, everything disappears.
In the underground space, on top of the nine-story altar, the water in the pool exploded instantly, and the black hair ignited on its own amid the screams, turning into ashes. The bloody runes on the surface of the altar were extinguished and shattered at the same time, and a sword mark appeared on every rune.
The Meishan Taoist cultivator was trembling, but half of her face and one eye were filled with ecstasy, "We survived..." The dean only had one sword in his hand. This sword shattered the Nine Nether Passage, so naturally he could no longer kill them.
But there was dead silence in my ears, and there was no response.
The female cultivator turned around, but she only felt that the vision in front of her was spinning. There was a "bang" sound like a heavy object falling to the ground, and then Gululu rolled down the altar. She stabilized her sight while the world was spinning. Her eyes suddenly widened - and then she saw, one after another. The headless corpse stood on the broken altar, blood gushing out like a fountain.
Going up further, the female cultivator saw herself. Now her black robe was torn, revealing half of her plump and attractive body, and the other half of her withered and skinny body.
The neck was equally empty.
"With one strike of the sword, thousands of swords will kill... It turns out that there really is such a profound realm of swordsmanship in this world."
It would be an honor to die by this sword.
The moment her consciousness fell into darkness, the Meishan Taoist cultivator sighed, finally no longer needing to see her terrifying appearance.
They are not the only ones who died, now all the members of the Immortal Sect in Liangzhou City have been beheaded!
At this moment, the sea of ink in the night sky receded, and stars and the moon emerged, illuminating Liangzhou City.
The dean stood in mid-air, coughing loudly, with wrinkles on his back and face, and an aura of decay permeating his body. He looked like the most common old people in the world who were dying soon.
But in Luo Guan's eyes, his back was like a mountain, towering over the sky and insurmountable!
Xuangui's voice sounded, "This Caolu is indeed a swordsman wizard. He realized his own swordsmanship from the fragments of the Emperor's Sword. That's why he was able to wield such a terrifying sword as a warrior... It's a pity. Pity!"
Luo Guan suddenly had a strong thought in his heart, "Teacher, Dean, can he step into the path of Shinto?"
He didn't want the dean who had sacrificed everything for Diwu and Qingyang to end up like this. Luo Guan wanted to fight for the dean again, even if it was in a Shinto way, so he could continue to live!
"Forcibly borrowing the power of the Emperor's Sword has to pay a price. From that moment on, his soul is no longer complete and cannot be canonized as a god." Xuangui sighed, "Luo Guan, I know that you are not It feels good, but you have to learn to get used to this feeling."
"The path of cultivation is not always smooth. There are always ups and downs and accidents that will take away the people around you. This road is destined to be lonely... Even if you can protect the people around you, as your cultivation improves, you will have a long life. Incomparable longevity, after thousands of years have passed, how many people are still there when we look back?"
"That's why there is a saying that you can walk alone on the road and soar into the sky with your head held high... Don't be sentimental, don't look back, just look forward!"
Of course, there is another possibility besides this.
If you climb to the top of the road, raise your hands to pick up the sun and the moon, and think about the sea turning into mulberry fields, you can go back the long river of time and make up for all your shortcomings.
But since ancient times, through billions of years, there have been countless practitioners like the stars in the sky, but no one can do it.
That's why there are so many sad regrets in this world.
Xuangui didn't say it because he didn't want to give Luo Guan hope and make him feel more desperate - after all, although the road to climb the road is at his feet, no one has ever truly set foot on the top of the mountain!
Luo Guan was silent for a long time, then came to the dean's side and bowed, "On behalf of the millions of people in Liangzhou City, I would like to thank the dean!"
The dean waved his hand and said, "Sword cultivators in the world pursue the ultimate swordsmanship and go against the will of heaven. If they want to be able to support the world with a sword alone."
"But in my opinion, supporting the heaven and the earth not only represents absolute power, but also a heavy responsibility... You need to know that between the heaven and the earth, the most common people are ordinary people who cannot practice, and there must always be someone to help them. Hold up a world."
"I'm not asking you for anything, I'm just reminding you that sword cultivators like us must have a clear understanding of ourselves at all times... We were once ordinary people."
At this moment, Luo Guan felt a strong resonance and bowed solemnly.
"Disciple, please remember this!"
The dean smiled, turned and left.
Luo Guan took another look at Liangzhou City, which was illuminated by the stars and moon. At this time, there were sporadic barks of dogs, adding an indispensable touch of vitality to it.
The so-called peace in the world, in fact, most of the time, is because there are people silently guarding it in the dark.
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