Wei Jie couldn't bear it, and with a hint of blame, he frowned and said: "Old man, Mr. Ying! Are you being too cruel? With such skill, aren't you afraid that it will break his heart and completely lose his sword? That divine will that comes from cultivating?”
It was originally in Ling Zhen's previous "guess".
As long as you use your sword to break open the heavenly gate, and then step through the gate, you can return to the original world.
Since he is a banished immortal, he deserves to ascend.
But now.
The young man surnamed Ling seemed to know a truth that was extremely cruel, but he had to accept it - even if you really cut open the heavenly gate with a sword and reached the "Super First Grade" realm.
Still can't cross the gate of heaven, can't return to my hometown.
And as long as you try to cross the line, you dare to offend the supreme power of the heavenly king.
Then the end is destined to be like that of "Sword God" Senior Meng Jiumeng.
He died so quietly and inexplicably!
Ying Chun raised his arms high and let out a sigh, "This kid's mental state is stable enough. I guess he can get past this 'heart' without destroying the heart of the sword... If he can't. In the past, the worst case scenario was to let him be the second Qiu Jin and find a room to lock himself in for ten years! Anyway, I can adjust the flow of time in Frostblade Ruins at will."
Wei Jie looked coldly at the old guy with the white tiger skin on his shoulders, and cursed secretly: "This old naughty boy can't beat Yu Youcong in reality, but he got enough of his addiction in the Return to Ruins Realm. Who doesn't know that the Sword Master is You are called the God of Swords, but you are someone else? This is not a metaphor anymore, it is all obvious, and you are not afraid that Emperor Zhuge will watch the joke!"
That sentence - "I will give you a chance in the end, give up and you will survive!"
And that sentence - "Whoever dares to overstep the way of heaven again and imagines crossing the gate of heaven in such a retrograde way, Meng Jiu's death will serve as a lesson for you!"
These two sentences, which represent the power of the Emperor of Heaven, are actually all spoken by Ying Chun.
It's just that he used his inner strength to deliberately change the timbre of a drake's voice.
Meng Jiu, nicknamed the "Sword God", and Yu Youcong, the human race's sword god.
The latter once cut off both of Ying Chun's calves with a single stroke of his sword.
The former was unable to pass through the Heavenly Gate. He was beaten to death by the golden palm that Ying Chun had transformed into, and his body, soul, and spirit were all turned into powder!
Ying Chun's move had two purposes.
The first one is very simple, just as Wei Jie thought, just have fun, pretend to be the master of heaven for a while, and kill a sword god casually to vent your anger.
Secondly, the intention was to intimidate the young man named Ling in Qingpao, and to test whether this child of the Ling family, who had an extraordinary background, would collapse and become decadent when faced with a major mental blow.
Use your sword to cut open the gate of heaven and think you can get out?
Where can anything be so easy and cheap?
Worldly things are still so difficult.
Let alone a "heavenly thing" for humans among gods and immortals?
Want to go to heaven? Just come.
Thinking about walking in? That’s not that easy!
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At the door of the thatched cottage in the mountain, Qiu Jin, who had long dark hair, walked up and squatted down on his knees, shoulder to shoulder with the green robe.
Qiu Jin, who maintained the same crouching position, put an arm around Ling Zhen's shoulders and smiled brightly, "What are you worried about? At worst, I will be shot to death with you. Anyway, when we get down there, Senior Meng will be there for us. Lead the way... Oh, yes, Mr. Meng probably doesn't even have a soul that can be reincarnated. This is just right, life or death is a matter of just a moment, so there is no need to be afraid!"
The squatting Qingpao guest Ling Zhen slowly raised his head, with a very solemn expression, and raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother Qiu, I'm not afraid! I just find it a little hard to accept. I always thought that as long as the Heavenly Gate is opened, then Everything is fine. But who would have thought that even if the door is opened and the golden light is brought down to the mortal world, it will be useless. If you want to leave here, you still need, still need..."
"Do you still need to kill those heavenly gods?"
Qiu Jin looked sideways at the young man in green robe, "Haha, you said you weren't afraid, you were just some 'little god' who could only show off, and you were so frightened that you couldn't stand straight?"
Ling Zhen was so aroused that he immediately exerted his strength and stood up again.
No longer as languid as a dying old dog, the young man shouted loudly: "Nonsense! Why can't I stand straight?!"
Qiu Jin also stood up and looked at the person in front of him with a playful smile.
Ling Zhen's lips moved slightly and said in a calm voice: "I'm not afraid, but I'm just confused. I don't know what I should do..."
Qiu Jin slapped Ling Zhen hard on the shoulder, "Forget it, don't be the same person I have been for ten years! Brother Ling, what's so confusing about this? That's just the way it is, Kaitian, I definitely want to open it, but now we know that just opening the sky is not enough, we also have to deal with the group of gods floating inside the door. In this case, when the sky gate opens and the immortals gather, I Isn’t it enough to accompany you to ‘kill the gods’ together?”
"God-killing?!"
Ling Zhen's eyes widened, but his eyes became more determined and more excited, and no longer looked confused or lost.
Qiu Jin nodded and said in a loud voice: "That's right! I, Qiu Jin, am the most loyal person. The matters of my friends are my business, whether they are humans or gods. Since I dare to take action against you, Brother Ling, how can I?" The reason for turning a blind eye? It must be to help you, or to use the sword with you, to kill people when people block it, and when God blocks it... then it should be to kill gods and immortals! "
"What a slayer of gods and immortals!"
Ling Zhen shouted with high spirits at this time, "Brother Qiu, you are so loyal! With you fighting side by side with me, what gods, Buddhas and immortals should I fear?"
The high voice of the young man in green robes resounded throughout Nanshan, "Even if I am crushed to pieces by the way of heaven, I will still open the sky with my sword, and I will definitely try to cross that gate of heaven. Whether I succeed or not, it depends on me." It’s my destiny. In short, there is no coward in our Ling family who will be timid without fighting!”
Damn it, are you kidding me?
Anyway, it's just "death", so what the hell am I afraid of? !
Die! Die!
Before I die, no matter what, I will let you see how lethal my swordsmanship is!
If you can't kill it, you can win the god, if you can't kill it, you can win the immortal!
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Ying Chun stroked the snow-white whiskers on his chin again and again, looking pleased, and said to himself: "Ling Pu gave birth to a pretty good son..."
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Stung by the death of the sword god Meng Jiu, Qiu Jin ran like crazy to apologize to more than a dozen sects along the way.
In every sect, there used to be monks who died on top of Kunlun Mountain ten years ago.
He died on the top of a snow mountain because he helped Qiu Jinkaitian.
Going back to the origin, it takes ten years for a person to die.
Revenge when there is a grievance, and revenge when there is a grudge.
And every time Qiu Jin took the initiative to come to apologize, he would only say: "I, Qiu Jin, have died!"
But because he has recovered his great Tianlong physique, this guy named Qiu can always guarantee neither injury nor death, no matter how he suffers from everyone's crazy killings and unscrupulous "group fights".
A siege within a sect often lasts for several hours. After it ends, everyone is exhausted, their hands and feet are numb.
As for Qiu Jin, he was still unscathed, completely fine, and could even stand in the crowd with a smile.
Just by looking at him, I felt that this evil thief was really hateful and I wished I could eat his flesh raw!
Later, no sect was willing to open the door to welcome the world's best bastard.
It is said that Qiu Jin is the most "big bastard" in the world, how can he still be trapped by a mere small door?
This is absolutely impossible!
Since you don't welcome me, the worst I can do is...kick down the door!
When the ancestor of Shanmen, the last ancestor of the sect who lent Qiu Jin, had no choice but to invite the "Sangmen Xing" out of his family's mountain.
Qiu Jin felt relaxed all over, no longer burdened, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Three thousand grievances.
It's almost cleared.
It could be said that he was "debt-free" and he immediately took Ling Zhen to a wine shop at the foot of the mountain to have a drink.
During the banquet, the more Qiu Jin drank, the more comfortable he became. He put his arms around the neck of the young man in green robe and asked drunkenly: "Brother, you said that you took the initiative to come to someone's home to apologize... In the world, there is no one with a better attitude than me in admitting my mistakes. Well, someone with more sincerity?”
Ling Zhen also drank too much, his cheeks turned red, and he waved his hands and said: "No, no, my determination is gone! It can't be done. Think about it, debtors in this world are like mice who hide from cats and pay back when they meet their creditors." It's too late, how dare you send it to your door yourself? Brother Qiu, your sincerity and your attitude of admitting that you are wrong are really a lesson to the conscience of the world and the sun and the moon!"
