Lingzhou, Lingshan Temple.
After attending Gu Shensha's wedding banquet from Manzhou, Huitong returned to Lingshan Temple and took the initiative to find the abbot of Lingshan Temple and told him about some of his violative behaviors in Manzhou.
As he wished, he came to the wall-facing cave again.
Originally, he wanted to find Master Yiming's uncle who was imprisoned here again, relay some of Chu Xiu's words, and ask some questions by the way; but he did not expect that Master Yiming's uncle actually escaped from the Mianbi Cave and Lingshan Temple.
"He cut off his own feet..." A monk who witnessed Yiming escaping from the cave facing the wall told Huitong with lingering fear.
Huitong couldn't calm down anymore.
"Brother Chu sang all the way and became the thirteenth teacher of Suzaku Academy who is famous all over the world. I'm afraid it has become an obsession in the heart of Master Yiming."
Huitong came to the place where Master Yiming's uncle once sat cross-legged, and saw many names of Chu Xiu on the ground.
He guessed that Chu Xiu's achievements might have made Master Yiming's uncle's mentality somewhat unbalanced.
After all, in the eyes of Master Yiming's uncle, Chu Xiu was just the medicine man he once supported.
Outside Zhongzhou.
Above a white cloud.
Chu Xiu sat cross-legged on the Tai Chi stone slab, looking far away in the direction of Chang'an City, and did not return to Suzaku Academy immediately.
He needs to breed a sword here, in the space within his body.
After leaving Qing Mingyuan, he has been working on nurturing the sword in his body.
Naturally, the sword in his body cannot be a real sword, otherwise others would probably be able to guess that he has a special space in his body.
Sword intent.
A sword that is condensed with sword intent.
At this moment, the silver desolate sky sword and spirit was hanging in the space inside his body.
"Sword spirit, sword intention..."
Chu Xiu whispered, let's not talk about the future. Now he wants to breed a sword in his body in order to cover up Pei Yiren's aura.
This requires that the sword within the body needs to have a certain degree of volatility.
The breath of sword intent is released.
"Show sharp..."
Chu Xiu concentrated his mind and concentrated all the sword intentions he had felt on the Huangtian Sword Spirit.
internal space.
Pei Yiren and Duanmu Yaoyao Zhenling were speechless as they looked at the Huangtian Sword Spirit hanging above the golden sea water.
Duanmu Yaoyao has moved the palace she built in Chu Xiu's ancestral cavity to this space.
The two women created their own paradise.
However, the beauty in their eyes was completely destroyed by this desolate sky sword and spirit hanging in the air.
In particular, the Wild Sky Sword Spirit is still releasing its sword intent, causing waves in the golden sea water.
"Forget it, just think of it as the sun or the moon." Pei Yiren said helplessly, "It would seem boring if the sea water was always calm and waveless."
Duanmu Yaoyao nodded and said softly: "It shouldn't be just the two of us here forever."
"What do you say?" Pei Yiren looked at Duanmu Yaoyao.
"We can't imagine what junior brother will face in the future." Duanmu Yaoyao said, "If someone he wants to save appears, where do you think he will save them?"
Pei Yiren said thoughtfully, "Then we have to build this place into a real paradise."
"Um."
As they spoke, both women discovered that the golden seawater, which was originally only slightly rippled, was trembling.
"This is..." Pei Yiren blinked.
"Sword Intent."
Duanmu Yaoyao stared at the golden sea water, and she felt a sharp sword intent.
Wisps of golden seawater rose up like a fountain and immediately surrounded the Wild Sky Sword Spirit, flowing endlessly.
In the eyes of Duanmu Yaoyao and Pei Yiren, this became a strange sight.
Chu Xiu opened his eyes and let out a breath of turbid air.
"It can't be called a sword yet, it can only be regarded as... a sword embryo."
"Desolate Sky Sword Embryo!"
A glint flashed in Chu Xiu's eyes, and he looked in the direction of Chang'an City again. The white clouds began to flutter under him.
Zhonghuang Mountain.
The human figurines of Emperor Wu hang on the top of Zhonghuang Mountain, looking at the white clouds floating in the distance.
"Pregnant sword?"
Emperor Wu whispered, and he felt the sword intent flowing in Chu Xiu's body. Thinking back to the report promised by the eunuch, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.
In today's world, standing at the top of the sword is Liu Yebai, known as the 'South China Sea Sword God'.
According to the news from Xu Nuo, a few days ago, Chu Xiu and the Nanhai Sword God gathered in Qingmingyuan.
"Sword God...could it split the sky?" A trace of mockery flashed in the eyes of Emperor Wu's figurines.
In his era, there were also experts at the pinnacle of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, who were also called sword masters or sword gods.
However, the so-called sword masters and sword gods are no different from ants in front of the dean.
In the sky, in the white clouds.
Chu Xiu felt the gaze of Emperor Wu's human figurines, and after thinking about it, he directly controlled the white clouds and quickly floated towards Zhonghuang Mountain.
"Did you deliberately bring me here?"
White clouds floated to the top of Zhonghuang Mountain. Chu Xiu sat cross-legged on the Tai Chi stone slab, looking down at the Wuhuang Terracotta Warriors.
The Wuhuang Terracotta Warriors said without comment, "I heard that you killed four powerful men from the Liman Tribe?"
Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at the Wuhuang human figurines, "I heard them say that your puppetry technique was stolen from the Li Barbarians?"
"Robbing?" Emperor Wu's figurine gave a rare smile, "Back then, the high priests and chiefs of their generation knelt at my feet and gave me this cultivation method.
I don't think this is robbery. "
As the Daqian Martial Emperor, he has too many achievements.
When I think about it alone, I feel nothing.
When he told the disciple of Suzaku Academy about his past glorious achievements, he felt a bit of pride and pride in his heart.
Chu Xiu was speechless for a moment.
He could imagine how proud and arrogant the Emperor Wu was back then.
After all, behind Emperor Wu, he had the support of his master, Chen Changsheng.
"The bodies of the four people I killed were all in decay." Chu Xiu said meaningfully as he stared at the human figurines of Emperor Wu.
The Wu Huang human figurine said calmly: "I am different from them."
"If it's really different, why do you always see people as human figurines?" Chu Xiu asked with raised eyebrows.
The human figurine of Emperor Wu said calmly: "My true body will come to this world, and the nineteen states will be unified."
Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes, "That day may not be far away."
"It won't be long indeed." The Emperor Wu's figurine looked into the distance, "It will be before you really grow up."
"Really?" Chu Xiu said noncommittally, "What you said doesn't sound very confident."
The human figurine of Emperor Wu is on the right hand, as if feeling the sound of the wind, saying: "Covering the sky with one hand, suffocating genius, endless fun."
Chu Xiu sneered, "What? You don't cover up now?"
"You have revealed too many weaknesses." The Wuhuang figurine glanced at Chu Xiu and mocked, "You are bound by friendship and you are not worthy of being my opponent."
"Being ruthless and unjust, treating your whole life like an ant, is this your way?" Chu Xiu replied lightly.
"This is the way to be invincible." Emperor Wu's figurine said calmly, "If there are constraints in your heart, how can you be invincible? If you don't trample all living beings under your feet, what is the meaning of invincibility?"
"Understood." Chu Xiu nodded.
The Emperor Wu continued: "Your master, the dean of Suzaku Academy, do you really think he has sentient beings in his eyes?"
