Legend has it that when a saint travels, he must be accompanied by visions.
"Watch the wild waves, the tide rushes into the world, Tian Ren is your heart;"
In the clear sound of poetry, I could see Lin Chongyang displaying his unique Confucian skills and moving swiftly.
As soon as you take one step forward, the clouds and clouds will appear on your own, just like the bright sun rising and the morning light opening up the night, or like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, spreading its silver radiance all over the earth.
The magnificent clouds expanded rapidly, but in just a short moment, they were like a long dragon, forging a road in the sky, stretching for thousands of miles, with nine-color mist, stretching to the end of the line of sight.
He took two steps and stood on the head of a dragon. Suddenly, there was only silence in the world.
Buzz—!
Suddenly a trembling sound was heard, breaking the silence, echoing between heaven and earth, like the root of the universe.
Mysterious, but no one can describe its wonder.
At the same time, the boundless power expanded rapidly, making everything in the world unable to move. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the movement of all laws in the world also stopped at this moment.
An indescribable will shrouds the heaven and the earth, dominating everything between the heaven and the earth.
In the sight of everyone, the world was dimmed, and even the thoughts were temporarily stagnant. Everything in the world solidified at this moment, like a beautiful painting, spanning the sky and the earth, lifelike.
until——
"The sword is reflected like a long sword, the Tao is like stars scattered in the sky, and the sword of Confucianism is the emperor."
Amid the resonance of the heaven and earth, and the chirping of thousands of birds flying together, a cold voice, at this moment, ends the poem halfway, bringing everything back to reality.
Time flows again, all laws of the world move again, and everyone is recalling the illusion just now with lingering fear.
The sky and the earth lost color, time stood still, thinking was stagnant, and even the true energy could not move. That was the moment when all reliance and dependence were lost.
The more advanced a person is, the more deeply he will be impressed by that moment.
An invisible will spread out, causing all the swords within a radius of thousands of miles with the Sea of Swords as the center to tremble in unison, and the sounds of countless swords gathered together to form a shocking and magnificent movement. Or a magnificent hymn.
After taking three steps, Wan Jian bowed his head, paying homage to the benevolent emperor in the sword.
The next moment, whether it was the ordinary iron sword of an ordinary swordsman, or the countless useless swords in the Sinking Sword Lake, whether it was the unformed sword embryo in the Sword Forging Department, or the sword of the strong man in the world, they all appeared spontaneously, and they all appeared. The resonance of the sound vibrated, breaking away from the master's grasp and flying into the sky.
Countless swordsmen rushed to be the first, like a pilgrim, to offer the most sacred and solemn etiquette to the benevolent Emperor of Swords who came to this world.
At this moment, all weapons are dimmed, and it is a sacred moment that belongs only to the sword.
Countless swords resonated and countless sword intentions agitated, causing the vision of thousands of swords to pave the way suddenly appeared in the air. This force merged into a torrent, coming out of the sea of swords, like the wind on the grass, quickly spreading to the Central Plains. .
All over the Central Plains in the Misery Land, countless swords and weapons responded with joy and vied with each other to clang.
Some are standing on the ground, some are hung in the house, and some are held in the hand to face the enemy. With this power, they can reverse the situation and kill the opponent with the sword.
What's more, as the forging hammer strikes, the unformed sword embryo absorbs the sword's will and finally becomes the immortal sword.
With one sword shot, thousands of soldiers ambush.
Under this torrent of sword intent that swept across the Central Plains, the sharp edges of other weapons were all suppressed by the sword intent and dimmed in an instant.
In the whole world, only the sword is supreme.
Countless people sensed this change, and those strong men who had not attended the meeting were vaguely aware of the source, and unanimously turned their attention to the direction of the Sea of Swords.
Over the Sea of Swords, a vision of thousands of swords paving the way suddenly appeared. Countless swords within a radius of thousands of miles broke free from their restraints and soared into the sky, flying towards the Sea of Swords like a pilgrim.
Everyone who witnessed it with their own eyes was shocked by what they saw. Even those who didn't care about the Sword Appraisal Club invariably raised their heads and looked up at this rare spectacle.
I saw countless swords rising from the sky, constantly breaking through the air from all directions, forming huge torrents, and finally, they gathered over the Lun Jian Sea and turned into the Sky Sword Dao.
The magnificent sight is shocking and unforgettable.
Everyone present was extremely lucky to be able to witness and even participate in this sacred scene with their own eyes.
Countless swords gathered at Lin Chongyang's feet and spread out along the long dragon transformed by Yunxia, all the way to Lunjianhai Square.
Four steps, five steps, six steps, seven steps, eight steps, until the ninth step falls.
Clear air rises and turbid air descends;
The clouds are misty and swaying when exposed to heat;
The water mist rises, and the cold melts into ice and snow;
Alternating cold and heat, confusion;
Matter condenses and returns to order;
The soup flows, gestating and transforming into vitality;
The slowly burning fire illuminates the heaven and earth;
The nine-color mist flying in the gaps between countless swords quickly gathered together with Lin Chongyang's thoughts, turning into a sword as bright and vast as the universe.
The light of the sword rises and falls, evolving everything in the world, like a real universe, overlapping with the stone tablet in the center of the square.
In an instant, virtuality and reality merged, and a world like a reflection in a water mirror emerged on the monument.
At this moment, an invisible sword roar resounded in the hearts of countless swordsmen in the Central Plains of Misery. It was like a sword that created the world, cutting through the confusion of the past, and giving a little enlightenment to the hearts of all swordsmen.
It is yearning, destination, the end of the sword, the source of the sword, and the highest palace for swordsmen.
Sword world!
This pure and sacred name appears in the hearts of all swordsmen.
In the next moment, countless swords and weapons were flying like rain. Wherever they came from, they returned to where they came from. Only when the clouds were cleared and the sun was lifted, could one realize the true meaning of swords.
When the long sword dragon that occupied the entire field of vision disappeared, the people present did not feel relieved, because the slender figure standing on the stone tablet brought them tremendous pressure.
The scene just now was replayed repeatedly in everyone's minds, making people wonder to themselves——
Is that really what humans can do?
The bright sun is high in the sky, the sky and the earth are clear, the blue sky is clear, and the gentle breeze is blowing across the vast land.
Then, I saw that the stone tablet turned into an anchor point between the two realms, and a map of mountains and rivers appeared on the tablet. A broad long river stretched between the mountains, which was exactly the scene of the Sword Realm.
Lin Chongyang stood on the top of the monument and glanced across the sky, like a god looking down at the people, taking in everyone's expressions. His cold and solemn face had no expression, making it impossible to tell the depth.
However, at this moment, he felt relieved.
Although he is said to be at the top of the Confucian sect and has held a high position for many years, this is the first time since his birth that he has done something like this.
Even he was a little nervous, and he did some psychological work on himself before coming out, that is, no outsiders were present at the time.
In any case, by connecting the sword world with reality, and through the new kendo, a subtle connection between the sword world and the swordsman has been successfully established, allowing strong swordsmen to sense and interact with each other through this connection. Entering the sword world, this crucial step has been successfully completed.
As for the ordinary swordsman, the part he has completed so far can only enter the sword world through the stone tablet under his feet.
The seeds have been successfully planted. In the future, we still need the help of friends to popularize and help the seeds germinate and grow.
I was still complaining in the group during the day, starting from the 180th chapter of this volume, and now it is the 293rd chapter, finally starting to wrap up the thread.
This plot won't be too short, but Yang Zai's role will only be more today, and the writing will be given to other people later on.
(End of chapter)
