In a bottomless cave as dark as an abyss.
Under the reflection of the night pearl.
Zhuge Jielu nodded, with a look of approval on his face, "It's doable, this is a wonderful move."
What Emperor Zhuge praised was a "wish" put forward by Wei Jie that was not far away from being fulfilled.
That is to refine the two swords into the natal sword and store it in the natal orifice, thus achieving the state of sword cultivation where the human sword merges into one.
Zidian.
Green frost.
The territory of Exiled Immortal Guixu is very prestigious. Two of the eight divine swords were the top weapons in the arsenal of General Wei in the past.
The sword's magical power is unparalleled, its killing power is extraordinary, and it is unique in the world!
"In our Gui Ruins, as long as you refine a so-called 'Heart Sword' in the Heart Lake and have the Life Sword Pill, you can be regarded as a swordsman. Unlike in this world, you have to have the ability to kill thieves out of the body. Only those with magical powers can be regarded as swordsmen monks..."
Wei Jie said modestly, "Now that I have the intention to go out and devote myself to this world, as the saying goes, 'when in the country, do as the Romans do', I should work harder, so that I can hope to be able to make up for my shortcomings through hard work and catch up later."
Zhuge Jielu was immediately amused by these words. He raised his head and smiled and said loudly: "Immortal Wei is too humble. With your talent and cultivation, how can you use the word 'clumsy'? There is no need to worry about falling behind." Others are being condescended to!"
Wei Jie's smile was indifferent, and he looked calm in his green shirt. After thinking for a while, he cupped his hands and clasped his fists, leaned forward calmly and said: "Just now I have revealed all the past, and I would like to ask the emperor to enlighten me and help me." Seek the truth on the road, climb high and look far.”
Zhuge Jielu was silent for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his expression was kind and kind, and he said calmly: "The Tao cannot always be named, it is very Tao. Since Immortal Wei has invited me to observe the Tao once, then I will invite the immortal to observe the Tao twice. In exchange, how about that?”
Wei Jie was instantly energized, with a bright smile on his face. He nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, two for one, I'll make a lot of money!"
Zhuge Jielu didn't care about this either. He nodded and said to the green-shirted swordsman with a smile: "Your Excellency was born in martial arts in the past and indulged in martial arts. I must be very familiar with the word 'martial arts'."
Wei Jie felt that this question was a bit strange, but he had no objection. He said "hmm" and answered truthfully without any concealment: "Yes, I am very familiar. And just before I officially entered the world, I was still a When I was a low-level clerk, I was very interested in folk martial arts. I also read some classics and became fascinated when I was immersed in them. I would often stay up all night, reading them with the light on, just to read them in one breath."
Zhuge Jielu said again: "The next Taoist viewing is a Taoist temple that I transformed into a heaven and earth with my own vitality after dividing my soul into two. The person who is in charge of this Taoist temple is not me... but two people. A protagonist."
"Two protagonists?"
Wei Jie's face was full of confusion, and he obviously didn't understand.
Zhuge Jielu explained very confidently: "Exactly, a story is a complete world. In a world, there are two protagonists, just like the upper and lower parts of a book. Each part has an independent protagonist. The first half is about a madman who is greedy, angry and foolish, while the second half is about a madman who is wild and wanton and uses his sword as he pleases."
Wei Jie showed a serious face at this time, and he listened attentively without saying a word.
"The former is the protagonist of the upper part. His surname is Lin Mingxiao. He is born as a proud son of heaven and has a bright future. It seems that this life will be a smooth road, and he can live a free and happy life and die happily. However, God's will does not come true, and people's wishes are many. There are always ups and downs."
Zhuge Jielu said slowly, "The latter is the protagonist of the next part of the story. His origin is very different from the former. He is a rather pitiful orphan. He has been wandering alone since he was a child. He is alone in the world and has been accompanied by loneliness all year round. The so-called ' "Everywhere in life is similar, it should be like a flying dragon treading on snow and mud,' so this person's name is Sun Hongfei."
After Wei Jie pondered, he looked directly at Zhuge Jielu with white hair and a white crane cloak, and said: "What the emperor means is that in this world you have evolved, there are two different protagonists. Their origins, status and life experiences They are all very different, and they are the upper and lower parts of the same book... If I guess correctly, the theme of this one should be martial arts?"
Zhuge Jielu responded, "That's right," and continued leisurely: "How many people in the world have left the Han Dynasty? Wei Jun, let's read the Biography of an Idiot——"
As he spoke, a thick snow-white fog suddenly appeared three feet in front of Zhuge Jielu.
The mist turned into a huge screen.
In the middle of the scene, an extremely real and clear picture gradually appeared, as if seeing it with one's own eyes!
Zhuge Jielu pointed at the white fog curtain with his hand, shook his head and said: "The sky is sad, the earth is cold. There are many regrets in the world, and the ghosts and resentful souls sink into the river. In June, it is snowy, and it is difficult for wanderers to return home. How many times have there been in ancient and modern times? Idiot? After finishing the glass of wine, the old man died. After laughing, swords were flying in the sky. The news was no different between life and death. The son was originally a wolf in Zhongshan. How sad, how sad that brothers and sisters can kill each other. How sad, how painful, and I can only go to the high platform. Conspiracies emerge one after another, cunning Rabbit's three acupoints. Old feelings are forgotten, kindness is severed. Swords and swords are fought, and everyone kills each other. Lives and lives are entrusted to each other, how to repay? There are stars in the quiet night, and there are cliffs in the bright moon. The sky is so big and the earth is so big, where is home? Idiots, ridiculous and ridiculous... …All heroes and heroes are just a bunch of idiots!”
Wei Jie opened his eyes wide and looked at that scene with a serious face.
Maybe a premonition told him.
What we are about to see is an extraordinary chivalrous story...
in the screen.
On the cold and lonely street, there were few passers-by, the autumn wind rustled, and yellow leaves were flying all over the ground.
There were two tall horses, black and white, walking side by side on the street. Cold wind blew by, and the sun was no longer warm.
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The first viewing session is over.
Zhuge Jielu smiled and looked at the man in the blue shirt, "The protagonist of the second Taoist viewing scene is a child who is gradually growing up. But before telling the story of this child, we must first mention a man from Japan Island... …Human Sky Mad Demon!”
After listening to Zhuge Jielu's words, Wei Jie stared directly at the white fog screen.
Makuuchi.
It's late at night, and a bright moon hangs in the sky.
There was silence all around, and a man in white, his whole body full of loneliness and coldness, stood quietly on the edge of the cliff of Guiwei Mountain, looking at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes dazed, as if he was immersed in some kind of sad emotion.
What was he thinking?
Looking at that affectionate and focused sad look, he must be thinking about his sweetheart!
The person standing on the edge of the cliff is a man with a graceful demeanor and an appearance that far surpasses that of ordinary people. He is about thirty years old, with no beard on his lips and a clean and neat face.
He was more than eight feet tall and looked like a white jade statue. He had a bloody long sword on his waist. The scabbard was red and full of fishy smell.
That face as white as jade has exquisite facial features that ordinary people can't match.
Throwing a fruitful car, Pan Anxun got three points of color.
The pearl is by his side, and Wei Jie is six points less heroic than him.
Who in this world is worthy of such a handsome man?
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Some stories are extraordinary.
Occasionally, there will be two protagonists, the so-called "double protagonists".
When one of the protagonists is already invincible and unparalleled in the world.
The other protagonist may not have been born in this world yet, or he barely escaped from his mother's womb and was born.
When one protagonist's hair is dyed with frost and snow, and his face is wrinkled, the other protagonist will truly grow up, step into that party's own gorgeous stage, and then make his debut and become famous in the world...
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