The water and sky are the same color, birds are flying, and the undulating river bed is covered with clear water.
This vast and pleasant scene seems as if it does not exist in the real world. Everything in it is composed of a kind of "meaning".
When the morning sun rises, countless sword lights will be reflected in the reflection of the river bed, just like swordsmen from all generations gathered together, which is a spectacular sight.
However, no one has ever appreciated this sight. Only the sword standing on the river bed has remained unchanged through the vicissitudes of time.
Its sword has four sides, the blade has smooth lines, the overall shape is long and narrow, and the edge is restrained. It is as transparent and thick as red crystal, with golden lines embellished in it.
On the elegant and elegant sword body, there is a golden crystal dragon head that looks like the Emperor Dragon King, and the sword grid is like two forward dragon claws, making the whole sword a bit more domineering.
The hilt of the sword is long and has patterns that resemble dragon scales. The head of the sword is like the head of a prison dragon, with a jade ring in its mouth.
Under the sunlight, the cracks on the sword became clearly visible, witnessing everything that happened here.
"After many years, I am revisiting my old place. My friend, my friend, I cannot be as pure as you."
The figure who sets foot here is like an ordinary person, walking on the river bed.
The river flows gurglingly, but it does not wet the clothes. This is because the river is not real water, and this world is not the real world.
From the visitor's perspective, this is a world composed entirely of the purest sword intentions. Whether it is the change of day and night, the changes of the four seasons, or even life, old age, illness and death, the sword intentions are all in conflict.
"You and I have become much stronger than before, but I want to tell you that I am much stronger now than at any time in the past."
"Then don't let me have any regrets. I only have one way of swordsmanship. I can challenge the world with my sword and kill all gods and ghosts!"
When I revisit my old place, everything that happened here in the past is constantly echoing in my mind.
"The dragon and horse travel thousands of miles across the snowflakes; the wind and moon make ten steps in the sky; the sword sounds in the sky; the autumn frost cuts the jade trumpet for a long day; the name of the sect is immortalized in the inscription of Kun."
The familiar figure and the familiar rhyme of the poem were sung by a completely different person.
Zheng——!
As if sensing the incoming energy, the sword standing on the river bed changed and kept making a trembling sound.
At that time, due to the sword duel between Lin Chongyang and Changri Kunlu, the entire area thousands of miles across the sky was affected, but only this core area with a radius of thousands of miles became a brand new world, similar to Tianfoyuan. Like a hometown, there is an existence between reality and reality.
After these years of evolution, the core area of thousands of miles away has formed a complete, or independent, world - the Sword World.
Everything disagrees. In the past, the more advanced a swordsman was in swordsmanship, the more likely he would be attracted to the Sword World. Lin Chongyang left Yinglong here as a guardian to prevent the Sword World from being secretly manipulated. Conspirators and villains take advantage.
But now it seems that not many people can reach this place.
Today is different from the past. The existence of this sword world no longer requires Ying Long to guard it.
"Unfortunately, I have already given it up. I came here today to get Yinglong back."
With emotion in his words, Lin Chongyang raised his right hand, brushed the back of his fingers over the sword body, brushed the sword grid, and finally grasped the hilt of the sword with his backhand.
Clang——!
The sword resonated with the sword master's body, and there was only a sonorous sound, seizing the cardinal of the radiant sun, and capturing the source of all things. After a few seconds, I finally saw the sword of the Confucian Sword Emperor, the magic weapon of ancient and modern times—— Yinglong Yuyan Chongguang.
In an instant, the red sword light shot straight into the sky, causing changes in the wind and clouds thousands of miles away. The unparalleled sword intent spread out in all directions, making everything in the world tremble.
Looking up, I saw red clouds staining the sky, magnificent and spectacular, and an illusory world began to condense at this moment.
Without Yinglong's suppression, the completely independent sword world has reconnected with heaven and earth. A holy land that belongs entirely to swordsmen is about to officially appear in the eyes of the world.
After a few breaths, the vision subsided and dissipated. Amidst the water and the sky, Lin Chongyang was seen holding the sword horizontally and stroking the sword with his left hand.
Poof——
Red-gold blood seeped out from the palm, gurgling along the red sword body, and was gradually absorbed.
However, the cracks on the sword did not disappear because it did not affect the sturdiness and power of Yinglong itself. Lin Chongyang chose to keep it as a witness or commemoration of the past.
For hundreds of years, although Yinglong has been guarding the sword world, he himself has been continuously nurtured by the sword world. As an indispensable part of Lin Chongyang, he has now returned. The resonance of the two aspects directly makes his achievements The body's recovery speed has accelerated a lot.
He let go of the sword with his left hand, and the scar on his palm healed quickly. Lin Chongyang was seen holding the sword behind his back with his right hand, and he didn't know who he was saying to:
"In this case, I will leave first, please."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and with a flurry of space, the person disappeared without a trace.
Three quarters of an hour later, there was no change in Yi Shui. After it was confirmed that Lin Chongyang had truly left, a figure quietly appeared on a peak thousands of miles away.
"One of the seven mysteries, the last remaining power of Xue Kunxun was actually in the hands of the Sword Emperor, due to miscalculation."
The mysterious man spoke with regret. On the one hand, it was because the target was within reach but had not been discovered. On the other hand, it was because he was shocked by the power of the target owner.
They have been pursuing the seven mysterious powers for a long time. News about three mysterious powers has been lost before. Now that they finally have a clue about one of them, it makes him more worried than before.
The unparalleled sword intent was deeply imprinted in his mind, making him unable to have the slightest idea of becoming an enemy.
He couldn't help but ask himself, could a person's strength really reach such a level?
"Let's send the letter to everyone first."
He couldn't get an answer, so he could only sigh: The Confucian Sword Emperor's reputation is well-deserved, and this matter needs long-term consideration.
However, his mission has been completed, and the subsequent actions will depend on the outcome of everyone's deliberations.
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After Yishui retrieved Huilong the next day, Lin Chongyang did not return directly to the Defeng Ancient Road. Instead, he sent a few flying letters to explain part of the situation.
Because we agreed to further cooperate with Xianzong Wuming, some changes need to be made in some details. These changes will not affect the previous arrangements and can even provide additional value.
However, even so, Lin Chongyang still didn't pay much attention to Tian Zhili. He had the idea of getting Ying Long back after he put aside his regrets and held the sword again.
Whether it's a weapon or a sword, the most important thing is to be handy. In this regard, Cang Shu Zhuri is obviously a little behind.
As for the power of heaven, the gap between the two sides is too huge. Even at the end of this plan, the opponent's ability may break through the limit and enter a new field.
But to be honest, it was just like that. He had killed many people who were stronger than Tian Zhili.
Even though he has not recovered his strength now, but...
What kind of moral principles are there to talk about with evil heretics?
He is not alone, so there is no need to insist on one person to go shopping with the other party.
After transmitting the information, Lin Chongyang changed his route directly and planned to visit Daowu King Valley first.
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