Li Chunjun has trapped Ni Bodhisattva for too many years.
He used his original Great Dream Sword Technique, which is said to be a sword technique that can kill people in dreams, and used dreams to trap the Clay Bodhisattva who was also asleep.
He has grown from a frightening swordsman to an old man with frosty hair.
He could have bowed his head, admitted defeat, and then, with his amazing swordsmanship, was brought out of this world to shine.
But he was unwilling and unwilling. His swordsmanship did not allow him to bow his head.
He has been waiting for a person to appear, waiting for this person to grow up and fight alongside him to resist foreign enemies and drive these invaders out of their world.
He waited until his disciple Zhao Wujiang was born, and he also waited until Zhao Wujiang grew up.
But he knew better than anyone else that he and Zhao Wujiang could not defeat Ni Bodhisattva and others.
Because no matter how talented he and Zhao Wujiang are, their cultivation can only reach the top of this world.
The current cultivation level of Ni Bodhisattva and others seems to be only at the top of this world.
But after all the dynasty's energy was destroyed and the world began to collapse, Ni Bodhisattva and others were freed from restraints, and the cultivation they could display was much more tyrannical than now.
Unless he and Zhao Wujiang could realize the breakthrough at the moment when the world collapsed, they would not be able to defeat Ni Bodhisattva and others.
If you want to break through, you will definitely face obstacles from the Clay Bodhisattva and others.
So this is basically a dead end.
There was no way out unless he had a chance to grovel.
He is a prodigy in swordsmanship and can learn any difficult swordsmanship instantly, but if he is asked to bend his spine, he cannot learn it and will not learn it.
Even if he dies, he will die standing.
He knew that Zhao Wujiang was the same.
Those who have no bounds on the road can live calmly and die calmly.
Before he dies, he will try his best to drag more intruders and let them be buried with this world.
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The talisman gray vortex on Zhao Wujiang's fingertips has rotated to its maximum speed and looks as if it is still.
Most of the clay Bodhisattva shadow around the empress has been sucked away, and the remaining half is no longer able to resist and is constantly being sucked into the vortex of talisman paper.
The illusion is getting dispelled faster and faster.
After a cup of tea, the vortex of talisman ash on Zhao Wujiang's fingertips swallowed up and dissolved all the shadows transformed by the curse of the Clay Bodhisattva. The vortex also gradually stopped, and finally returned to the talisman ashes and scattered all over the ground.
The empress' face was pale, with a touch of peace she had not seen for a long time. Zhao Wujiang carried her to the bed and covered her with a quilt to rest.
Zhao Wujiang stared at the ashes of the burned talisman, his eyes flickering. He knew that he could safely remove the curse on the empress, except for the power of the Yunzhuan Breaking the Illusion Talisman itself.
More importantly, the Clay Bodhisattva was trapped by the sword master.
Zhao Wujiang had thought about whether it was possible that the Clay Bodhisattva, the Wolf God, and the Gu God were all fabricated by the Taoist leader of the Human Sect, and together with other people, they were deceiving him and trying to get something from him.
But now he stared blankly at the ashes that turned into powder after burning, and remembered the scene he saw faintly when he broke through the Grand Master and stepped into the heavenly realm, which was the fragmentation of the world.
Only then did he realize that most of what the fortune teller told him, even if he concealed something, was probably true.
This world is really going to collapse.
Start with the fall of the dynasty.
The trace of luck hidden in his heart finally completely faded away.
Zhao Wujiang smiled, still as gentle as jade, but there was something more in his eyes.
From moving forward without any hesitation, now I am more concerned about death.
He pushed open the door, looked back at Xuanyuan Jing, who was sleeping peacefully, a smile appeared on his lips, and then closed the door.
He wanted to send all these people away before it collapsed.
He asked the fortune teller to swear an oath that he would take these people away.
He wants to say goodbye to this world that is about to be riddled with holes, and he also wants to say hello to the Clay Bodhisattva and others.
