From the clear sky, a hand stretched out and grabbed Tang Zhao first.
It was a huge hand, with the palm upward, holding Tang Zhao in his palm.
The brilliance of the palm was faint and almost transparent, and the whole hand seemed to be made of illusory light.
But somehow, no one doubted that this was an illusory hand, a phantom, aura, or a spiritual shape. They almost immediately thought that it was a man who was dozens of feet tall and whose whereabouts were unknown. The powerful being reached out across the void and came to Jianzhou Island, which was tens of thousands of miles away, and caught Tang Zhao.
There is no basis for it, everyone only has this idea.
Is there such a thing in the world? !
Tang Zhao was caught by this hand and felt as if he was falling into... a hand. He got closer and could see the fair skin, slender fingers and strong knuckles. They were indeed human hands.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to him and he said loudly: "Senior, please return your Kun Sword as it is."
Everyone below heard his words, but they were hardly shocked. Instead, they felt that it should be like this. In fact, not everyone had thought that this was the Sword Immortal of Kunjian, but when Tang Zhao said it, he suddenly realized it and nodded.
It turned out to be Lord Sword Immortal?
It is indeed Lord Sword Immortal!
Yes, Jianzhou was in such chaos that Senior Jianxian couldn't stand it anymore and took action.
However... doesn't it mean that the Sword Immortal has fallen?
Some people thought of this, but such doubts only appeared briefly and then disappeared without a trace.
What is said? Wouldn’t it be true to hear with your ears but false to see with your eyes?
Lord Sword Immortal is clearly here, is it a lie?
Everything about the fall and the legacy of the sword are just rumors!
Whether they were confused or surprised, everyone could only stare blankly at which hand Tang Zhao was in. He was in the palm of his hand and did not dare to breathe too hard for fear of offending.
After hearing Tang Zhao's words, the hand raised a finger and poked Tang Zhao.
This movement is neither fast nor sharp. It is more like a greeting movement than an attack. Tang Zhao instinctively wanted to hide, but he couldn't. When he saw the finger coming towards him, he suddenly had a thought:
"You should take off your glasses."
The glasses that no one can see are Tang Zhao's biggest secret. In the past, he was not shy about wearing them in front of anyone. But the sword fairy who stretched out a hand from the other side of the void to grab him was the strongest existence he had ever seen. He was not at all confident that the secret of the glasses would not be exposed.
No, not the Sword Immortal...
Only Tang Zhao knew that this was not the Sword Immortal, but a being above the Sword Immortal, a being that even glasses could not reveal.
When his fingers landed on his head, Tang Zhao's eyes blurred and he appeared in the middle of a field.
The blue sky and white clouds, the sunshine is just right, the wheat seedlings are lush and green in the endless fields, there is no traffic, and it is an idyllic scenery.
A man wearing a bamboo hat was sitting on the ridge of the field, barefoot, holding a big teapot, like an old farmer who had just finished hoeing the land.
As heaven and earth changed, Tang Zhao was slightly speechless, but he was considered well-informed and did not lose consciousness. He leaned forward and said, "Junior Tang Zhao pays homage to...senior."
He really didn't know what to call him.
The old farmer blew open the tea stems floating in the tea, took a sip of the hot water, pushed up his bamboo hat, and revealed a rather young face.
His appearance was unexpectedly gentle, with curved eyebrows and lowered eyes, and a slightly rounded chin. He didn't have any impressive aura. He said with a smile: "Tang Zhao, you are still very young! He is such a good and energetic boy."
Tang Zhao hurriedly said: "I don't dare to take it seriously." He had not heard the name "child" for a long time, but this person was probably much older than Ping Jiangqiu, so there was nothing wrong with calling him a child.
The man sighed: "When I returned to heaven to recuperate after the war, I could have taken the sword with me, but I felt that I had to leave something for future generations when I left, so I put it in the world. No. Thinking of the twists and turns, this happens over and over again. If it weren't for you, the good intentions would have turned into bad intentions. In this case, I will take away the sword first."
Tang Zhao said: "That's the way it should be. You are a swordsman, so the sword should naturally follow you."
The man smiled and said: "You are very good.
A piece of frankness, gentleness and kindness, to my liking. However, you have a healthy and passionate temperament, unlike me, and others will appreciate you. If you are also a swordsman, I will invite you to sit at my place and have a cup of tea. You can also talk to me about human stories. Unfortunately, you are not yet. "
Tang Zhao said regretfully: "This junior also wanted to see the immortal's mansion, but he didn't get the chance."
The man said: "There is fate, but it hasn't come yet. I am timid and afraid, so I can only go with the flow. If it were someone else, I might have to form a good relationship with you even if I had to force it."
He raised his chin and said, "Let me give you a small gift."
Tang Zhao was still polite, so the man said, "How about I give Jianzhou to you?"
Tang Zhao was startled and said hurriedly: "No, no - Jianzhou is the most beautiful jade in the city, attracting everyone's attention. This junior is not even a swordsman, how can he bear such a heavy gift?"
The man nodded thoughtfully and said: "That's right, there is nothing interesting in Jianzhou. In that case, there are scenery left by Jianzhou for many years on Kunggang. Do you like it?"
Tang Zhao did not refuse, thought for a while, and said: "When I came here, I saw a lotus pond outside Baicheng. Even though it was early spring, it was full of lotus flowers..."
The man smiled and said, "Really? Come to think of it, the lotus pond doesn't seem to be a separate swordsmanship..." He paused and said, "But it doesn't matter, it is now." After saying that, he grabbed it lightly and held it in his palm. Holding a piece of green water, he handed it to Tang Zhao.
Tang Zhao took it in surprise, and the clear water stopped in the palm of his hand, rippling slightly without leaking at all. When you look carefully, you can see that there are fields of lotus leaves in the water, and the delicate lotus flowers are only the size of soybeans. It’s like the world can be held in the palm of your hand.
He took a closer look and saw that there seemed to be fish playing in the pond. He couldn't help but be surprised. The lotus pond flowers in Baicheng were real, but the spiritual fish were fake. They were not as good as this. Think about the sea in Jianzhou before. There is no fish in the middle. He also guessed that Kun Sword does not involve life, but now it has such real vitality. He couldn't help but said: "You have gone one step further now."
The man was startled, laughed loudly, and said: "There is spirituality! It seems that future generations can expect things in the future."
Amid laughter, the fields faded away, and Tang Zhao returned to reality again.
He was feeling sad when he saw that the Kun Sword in his hand had disappeared, leaving only a pool of clear water.
In the eyes of everyone, Tang Zhao just stood there. The bent finger rubbed his head, as if snoring his hair, and then disappeared. He didn't even know why, but Momo Huhudi felt that , this action is quite friendly, even a little intimate.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding land began to dissipate, and the loess that originally filled up the sea and land suddenly disappeared. Layers of soil were wiped from the world faster than when they were created. After the covering soil layers disappeared, nothing was exposed and buried. Instead, the seabed disappeared layer by layer, like dust blown away by the rain and wind. The five-color rocks of Kungang are exposed below the soil. Eventually even the island and its mountains disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, everyone suddenly realized that they and others were standing on an unremarkable hilltop in Kungang.
Only Kungang is worthy of being the ancestor of mountains. The top of a mountain is wide enough to accommodate so many people.
It's just that there are many people from all parties, and it's not that easy to stand together. The two people who were obviously separated by hundreds of feet on Jianzhou Island ended up facing each other. It seems that the confrontation between sea and land just now was just a stage show. Hundreds of people stood on the top of the mountain, rubbing shoulders.
Jianzhou has disappeared, what will happen to the talisman that cost ten thousand gold?
However, the battlefield is gone, and hatred and hostility will not be eliminated out of thin air. The battle will continue.
After Tang Zhao was given a pool of spring water, the water rippled slightly, and his physical strength slowly recovered, as if the water waves in his palm could nourish his body and mind. Although he doesn't have a sword, he can use his strength to float into the air. I saw the underground dragon abyss beginning to besiege the remaining enemies again.
It's really... a fight to the death.
At this time, the battle situation is no longer interesting. After repeated attacks, the remaining members of the turtle bandits have been forced into a corner, while Beichen has been completely liberated from the shackles of being unable to disturb the sword of Jianzhou, showing the strength of the peak swordsman and the ability to control the dragon. A century-old general's style.
Tang Zhao was too lazy to watch them clean up the mess. He turned his eyes and found the target of concern. He drove the talisman to fall in one direction.
A crocodile was flying with Jiang Shenyi on its back, dragging its huge body on its four short and thick legs, and carrying a person on its back. It was able to climb half of the mountain with flying speed.
Tang Zhao fell in front of him and said: "Your Excellency, wait a moment. I'm here to save senior brother."
The crocodile opened its mouth, revealing its staggered teeth. Tang Zhao patiently explained: "If we don't put his spirit back, he may not wake up. Wouldn't you live up to your master's last promise?"
Although Tang Zhao had a grudge against Zhu Yang, the man was already dead, so there was no need for Tang Zhao to argue with the crocodile. The crocodile seemed to have no ill intentions, and Tang Zhao did not need to shout to kill him.
The crocodile did seem to have a spirit, and finally stepped aside. Tang Zhao released Jiang Shenyi's spirit, put a protective cover on him, and then returned to the mountain to treat others.
Despite the chaos, Long Yuan's arrangements were quite thorough. Ju Tianxuan led several disciples to protect the fu sword masters who had lost their spirit. Tang Zhao rushed over and returned to their original owners, but no major disaster occurred.
At this moment, Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally relieved of the burden of responsibility. He felt relieved and returned to the foot of the mountain to find the crocodile. The crocodile was indeed guarding the edge of Jiang Shenyi. Although Jiang Shenyi didn't wake up, his expression became calm and vivid, and his eyebrows moved slightly, obviously he might wake up at any time.
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. He sat on the ground next to his senior brother and waited quietly for him to wake up. Although the water waves can replenish lost strength and even spirit, the feeling of tiredness cannot make up for it. At this moment, he just wanted to relax and get some sleep.
Glancing at the lotus pond in my hand, I saw a note on my glasses:
"Magic weapon: one weight. Sword technique: one lotus pond."
Worthy of being a sword master. In the blink of an eye, he realized such a sword technique.
Yes, Juggernaut.
Tang Zhao adjusted his glasses. Although it was only a brief encounter and the other party did not leave his name, the display of the glasses quietly changed.
At this moment, all of Kun Jian's information was finally released to him.
"Sword, Kun sword
Swordsman: Guiyuanshi".
