With the Sky City falling like this, all the low-level spiritual masters in the Yunlun Mountains no longer have to live.
How could Bazunzun not see this?
The purpose of the Holy Slave is to fight against restraint and oppression, not against society or the mainland. Naturally, he cannot let the Sky City fall down like this.
What's more, the Yunlun Mountains are easy to talk about, as well as the younger generation of the Saint Slaves, and the group of geniuses on the first floor of the non-staff organization.
Due to emotions and reasons, these people cannot die.
The "rumbling" sound became increasingly harsh.
Looking up, he could already see the end of this ancient city, blazing with fire.
According to the original plan, the task of raising the city was the water ghost's.
He had to hold on until the Eight Masters recovered a little before he could issue the second command, causing the Sky City to stop and levitate in mid-air.
But doing so is a waste of time.
Once the Holy Temple reacts and Ai Cangsheng shoots an arrow, the water ghost rising up from the city will be in a state of being unable to move and will need to resist the arrow, which will definitely lead to death!
Although for the sake of the spiritual refiners in the Yunlun Mountains, there was a high probability that the Holy Temple would not be able to shoot such an arrow.
but……
Ba Zunzun withdrew his gaze from the horizon and looked at Xiu Yuanke, who still had a heart of innocence, and understood that he had a better choice at the moment.
"Do you want to save them?" Bazun asked with a smile.
Xiu Yuanke was startled: "I would like to, but..."
He looked at the giant city in the sky that was coming with force, and knew that in order to withstand this wave of impact, he would need to build up a force that was no less powerful than a sword that could destroy all the buildings in Shenyue Immortal City.
"I'm afraid I can't do it..."
Xiu Yuanke swallowed his saliva and smiled bitterly. How could he be so strong?
Ba Zunzun didn't worry about whether Xiu Yuanke could do it. He only glanced at Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost, indicating that they could retreat for now.
After the two of them were ordered to retreat dozens of feet, he raised his eyes and continued to look at the giant city that was almost facing them in the sky. Without looking back, he whispered: "Ancient sword cultivator?"
"Ah?" Xiu Yuanke was stunned for a moment, then realized that the teacher was asking him, and immediately nodded, "Yeah."
"What kind of swordsmanship do you major in?" Bazun's dim eyes reflected the fire of the giant city.
"The nine great swordsmanships all have their own strategies..." Xiu Yuanke said, his eyes suddenly brightened and he became excited, "Teacher, what do you mean?"
"Are you good at phantom swordsmanship?" Bazun asked the question without answering, remaining calm.
"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke nodded heavily.
"Where did you realize it?"
"The first realm, time and space jump!"
"How long will it take to learn the sword?"
"Thirty-four years!" Xiu Yuanke said without hesitation, "Teacher, I switched to ancient swordsmanship midway. Like most people in Shenyue Immortal City, I was influenced by you... I never believed it. If you do, you will perish!"
"Thirty-four years, the first realm, changing cultivation midway..."
Bazun murmured, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up: "It's pretty good."
Xiu Yuanke blushed, scratched his head and said, "It's far worse than the teacher."
Bazun shook his head slightly.
How can this be compared?
He paused for a moment, then finally turned around, his eyes fell on Xiu Yuanke, he looked up and down, and said with a smile: "It will be difficult for me to teach you Sword Reading in a short period of time. If you are destined to do so in the future, you may be able to learn it, but right now... …”
As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, and Bazun looked at the mahogany sword box behind Xiu Yuanke.
"I have a sword that I can pass on to you.
“However, given your current level, after learning this sword, you will either die or be injured!
"So...are you willing to learn?"
Xiu Yuanke froze and couldn't react for a while.
Soon, his eyes widened and his body began to tremble with excitement, completely overwhelmed by happiness.
He had never heard of the consequences of "either death or injury". He only extracted one thought from these words that Bazun was familiar with...
Teacher, do you want to pass on the sword?
With a bang, Xiu Yuanke knelt down on his knees, making a big hole in the ground. His knees were bleeding without even realizing it, and his eyes were full of piety.
"If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!"
Behind them, Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost looked at this scene, then raised their eyes to look at the giant city in the sky, seeming to understand what was going to happen next.
"Rare!"
Cen Qiaofu shook his head and sighed: "Thirty years ago, with his unruly temperament, it would have been impossible for him to even take a second look at a passerby like Xiu Yuan Ke!"
"But times have changed, haven't they..." Water Ghost also murmured.
In a daze, a scene appeared before him when he met Ba Zunshen for the second time and when the other party invited him to join the Saint Slave again.
At that time, the genius of a generation had been beaten to the point where his sword was missing and he only had eight fingers on his hand.
Forget about carrying the sword.
Whether Ba Zunzhen is still a swordsman is a matter of debate!
When the water ghost faced the invitation, he smiled and mocked like this: "I can't even hold a sword. Are you kidding me when you invite me to join the Saint Slave?"
However, even though there were scars on his neck, his body was disabled, and even his eyes had lost their former sharpness, the Eight Masters' will never collapsed.
"My body is already broken, so what if I abandon the sword? I can point out all the sword cultivators in the world! Not to mention that there is no sword that can't be drawn, and there is no way that can't be practiced?"
It was such a calm response that shocked the water ghost at that time. The man who single-handedly tried to overturn the world was no longer there.
After the injury, he changed.
He has become good at using momentum, using the endless momentum behind the four words "Eighth Sword Immortal" that he typed in just three years...
Use people as swords, wait for the times to change, and then go to the sky!
It seems that Bazun is familiar with such a person. One person and one sword can bring endless panic to the whole world.
After he knows how to use force, who else in the world can resist him?
The water ghost couldn't refuse such an invitation.
Because at that time, he was also eager to get the answer, and the Eight Masters in that state were obviously the only ones who could surpass him and give him the answer.
In a blink of an eye, the scene returned to Guyin Cliff again.
In the background, there are blazing fireworks, falling like a meteor from the ancient city.
At the top of the extremely dark cliff, there was a one-armed and lame old man kneeling piously. In front of him, eight wise men stretched out their hands and curled their fingers.
"Here comes the sword."
There was a snap.
The mahogany sword box behind Xiu Yuanke cracked with a sound, and a wide and long mahogany sword inside flew out with a clang, drawing a bright arc of sword light across the sky, and fell into the hands of the Eight Masters.
The water ghost looked at this scene and took a deep breath.
At the moment, he thought that it was a crazy idea for Ba Zunzun to use Xiuyuanke to block the city without him, but he could not disobey, so he could only retreat according to the order.
Now, he feels calmer.
"What is there not to trust about this person?"
On the cliff.
Ba Zunzhen held the mahogany long sword lightly in his left hand, put the fingers of his right hand together and slowly slid over the sword.
Wherever his eyes went, the peach wood sword showed its white edge inch by inch.
"Buzz——"
Obviously he is not holding the sword, but at this moment, Xiuyuanke can feel the joy of wielding the sword, and can clearly see the extra telepathy on the peach wood sword behind the teacher's fingertips...
This is Jian Nian!
Similarly, with just such a touch and slide, Xiuyuanke even felt that his sword had become the master of the teacher!
As long as the teacher thinks about it, this sword seems to be able to solve the problem!
simply……
Unbelievable!
"Rumble!!!"
The firelight behind illuminated the darkness, making the figures on the cliff shine brightly, and the roaring sound was endless, as if it was the end of the world.
"What is the name of the sword?" Bazun asked calmly.
Xiu Yuanke couldn't help but raise his eyes, looking past the teacher and looking at the ancient city that was just around the corner. He was panicking and didn't understand why the teacher could be so calm.
"Xiantao." He replied tremblingly.
"Wooden Sword Immortal Peach...
"A very nice name."
Suddenly, Ba Zunzhen gently curled up the four fingers of his left hand to hold the Xiantao.
At this moment, white light surged on the wooden sword, and the sound of the sword sounded, reaching the end of the world.
"Buzz!"
Goosebumps instantly stood up on Xiu Yuanke's body, and he felt that the surrounding space and time slowed down with the sound of the sword!
Ba Zunzun felt the surging power similar to his own contained in the wooden sword, and Wei Zun asked in shock: "Are you hiding the sword?"
"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke said in fear, "I have hidden the sword for thirteen years, four months and twenty-six days, teacher..."
The corners of Ba Zunzhen's lips curled up slightly.
From this point of view, Xiuyuanke might still be able to survive after one strike.
"Close your eyes."
A gentle voice came. Xiu Yuanke didn't understand, but he did as he was told.
"Reach out."
When he stretched out his hand, he felt an extra weight in his palm, which was the power of Xiantao Sword.
"Rumble--"
As soon as he closed his eyes, the roaring in his ears became even harsher.
Xiu Yuanke was so nervous that his whole body was tense. He was not only excited about being taught the sword by his teacher, but also fearful that he was not qualified.
This should be a moment that even the senior brother would be envious of, right?
"Relax and don't think too much."
Xiuyuanke immediately relaxed.
"meditation."
He was concentrating and suddenly felt that the noise in his ears seemed to be quieter.
"Next, I will transfer my insights on the art of swordsmanship to you. As for how much you can learn, it all depends on your understanding." Bazun Wu Jianganqing's fluctuating voice stretched out a finger.
Xiu Yuanke was so excited that he started to tremble again.
"Relax."
The sound comes again.
At this moment, Xiu Yuanke dropped everything and followed the teacher's guidance completely.
At a certain moment, he felt a little more warmth between his eyebrows. It should be the power of the teacher's finger.
"Buzz——"
The next second, Xiu Yuanke felt his soul tremble, and the world became quiet.
Behind, as Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost saw, after the Eight Masters touched the eyebrows of Xiuyuanke with one finger, the strong power of time and space spread out.
The ripples visible to the naked eye expanded into the void and merged with the way of heaven.
The next second...
The world has stopped!
"this?"
A look of horror flashed in the water ghost's eyes.
How long has it been since he saw Ba Zunzhen take action in person?
But the Eight Masters who are still in the state of sealing the sword, just pass the sword like this, and the power leaked can affect even time and space?
He tried his best to raise his eyes and look around.
The flowers, grass and trees no longer sway; the wind and beasts no longer roar; the sky city falling from the sky, the flames blazing from its tail, have stopped shining...
"Is this the fucking acquired state?"
"What the hell is this called a weak state?"
The water ghost looked distracted.
Ba Zunzun, who was so weak, felt the tip of the iceberg of power leaking out at this moment, and even he, the master of the secrets of the water element, felt horrified.
If the sword seal is really lifted...
What kind of elegant sword can the Eight Masters produce?
"Boom!"
Similar to the water ghost and Cen Qiaofu, there was also Xiuyuanke.
He only felt that at this time, the world disappeared, and in his mind, only he and the teacher were left in the world.
"windy……"
A misty voice came.
In the world of fantasy swordsmanship, Xiuyuanke felt that there was more wind and whistling around him.
"Someone..."
Xiuyuanke was completely immersed in the second world created by the teacher, and following this sentence, he heard the rustling of the human world.
"There is a building..."
In the chaotic world of thoughts, with this sound, the sky and the earth are separated, and the lines are clear.
In the vast mist, there are tall buildings rising, built with blue bricks and porcelain, and green tiles and flying rafts. I don't know the geometry of the floors, but I can see fairy clouds lingering and cranes singing.
"teacher!"
As if on a pilgrimage, the pilgrim suddenly saw a figure standing on the top of the tower, faceless and alone.
In the smoke and clouds, under the roar of cranes, the man raised his sword and danced on the top of the tower...
"Buzz buzz!"
Among the graceful sword marks, waves visible to the naked eye came.
"Illusion swordsmanship, Mo swordsmanship, ghost swordsmanship, love swordsmanship..."
Xiu Yuanke was shocked.
This turned out to be the secret of all the major swordsmanships that he had been unable to break for decades!
Like a sponge short of water, he immediately immersed himself in his thoughts and began to absorb them crazily, wanting to eat everything.
But suddenly, he thought of the teacher's words.
"Illusion swordsmanship, do you know it?"
——You can’t bite off more than you can chew!
Xiuyuanke immediately held on to his thoughts, resisted the temptation, and only pursued the illusory swordsmanship that his teacher asked him to pursue.
Time and space jump, one thought is eternal.
Xiuyuanke forgot time and space.
After an unknown amount of time, he felt that he finally understood what the sword the teacher wanted to pass on to him was called for!
Standing up suddenly.
Xiu Yuanke, holding the Immortal Peach Wood Sword, opened his eyes and looked at the chaotic world in front of him.
"Not a sword!
"What the teacher wants to teach is everything here!
"Illusion swordsmanship, the ultimate secret... the second world!"
Keng——
After realizing this, the harsh sword roar resounded, tearing the world in front of him into pieces.
Xiuyuanke woke up from the chaos and immediately felt the endless sword intent erupting from his body and reaching into the sky.
"Boom boom boom..."
He was like an evolving human being. With his momentum alone, he blasted Guyin Cliff into pieces and scattered rocks.
In my ears is the excited sword chant that spreads throughout the Yunlun Mountains, coming from Xiantao...
In front of us is the ancient city that stops in the void, originating from its own power...
"I……"
Traveling far away is at a loss.
Have you mastered the power of this peak ancient sword cultivator?
This is simply not something he could or even dared to imagine in the past?
But now...
Dream, come true!
Xiu Yuanke was sluggish, and his eyes glanced at Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost who were watching his changes in the back.
There was a "boom" sound.
The sword intent in his eyes was like a tide, tearing the cliff apart, and the two of them retreated dozens of feet further away.
"I……"
Xiu Yuanke was shocked again.
Is this something you can do at a glance?
He saw the horror in the eyes of Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost at his change at this moment, but he couldn't believe it even more. This was the power he could get after closing and opening his eyes!
"Snapped."
When I was confused, there was an extra weight on my shoulders.
Xiu Yuanke looked back and saw the teacher's face full of weakness, but still with eyes of encouragement and appreciation.
Ba Zunzhen really did not expect that Xiuyuanke, with his understanding of the first realm of phantom swordsmanship, could accept so much of his inheritance and realize so much of the second realm of phantom swordsmanship.
He smiled and pointed his hand to the sky.
In the sky, there is the city in the sky that has stopped moving because of the Xiuyuan guest!
"Ten years of hiding the sword and listening to the sword's chant...
"Go! Now, it's your time!"
One sentence fell.
Xiu Yuanke only felt a crazy power surging in his heart. It was a more direct stimulus than any pill, and a stronger encouragement than any forbidden move.
"Ten years of hiding the sword and listening to the sword's chant..."
Xiu Yuanke murmured this sentence repeatedly, feeling that the world was huge and only the teacher could understand him.
He raised his eyes and looked up.
In the hazy blood, Xiuyuanke thought it was the reflection of the ancient city's fire, but he didn't know that he was already bleeding from all his orifices.
No more hesitation.
Raise your hand and strike a sword.
"Familiar with——!!!"
The brilliant sword light bloomed, so huge that it even covered the city in the sky.
Under the anxious gaze of all the testers in the Yunlun Mountains, this sword light drowned everything, and cut out a new bright light from the dark doomsday.
"What a beautiful sword!"
Xiu Yuanke's eyes widened and he looked at the sword he had struck in disbelief.
Second world!
This is the "second world" that I have dreamed of!
From this sword, he saw the figure dancing the sword on the top of the sword tower. It was not the teacher or the sword god, but himself.
He, Xiuyuanke!
Such a stunning sword strike!
This is the second world in his dream...!
"Click!"
The wooden sword Xiantao immediately cracked after being struck by the sword.
"boom!"
On the cliff, Xiu Yuanke hit the ground with his back, covered in blood, everything in front of him was blurred.
But in his eyes, there was still a strong sense of amazement and all the beauty in the world.
How joyful is life, and how painful is death?
As a sword cultivator, what I want in my life is...
Just one sword! Nothing more than that!
"I did it!
"I did it!!
“I did it!!!
"Although it is only a flash in the pan...but teacher! But senior brother! I, Xiuyuanke, did it!!!"
Xiuyuanke never closed his eyes, he only shouted silently.
In the smoke and dust, in the gray and another beautiful world, he stared at the sword in his mind, and finally stopped all his thought activities.
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
Lewen
