When all the lords were having fun, suddenly a figure appeared above an empty peak. When the sword was raised, the mysterious light broke through the sky, the world returned to its original state, and the Tao was like the vast sea!
The Jianzong monk's body trembled and he looked in that direction - Linghuai Peak!
That's Jialou's Wuwei Sword!
The swordplay by the gentlemen actually aroused the sword intent of Wuwei Sword on Linghuai Peak!
The monks of Jianzong looked confused. Jialou and Wuwei are taboo words in Jianzong. No one deliberately erases these two words, but almost everyone subconsciously avoids them. When they are mentioned, they feel sad and angry. Crossing each other, love can't wait.
As the eldest disciple of the Sword Ancestor, Sword Master Wuwei is the first person in the Sword Sect and is the benchmark respected by all swordsmen monks. But it was such a being that they trusted that led them into the abyss!
At the beginning of the war between the two emperors, the Jianzong monks volunteered to join the war and fought hard to kill the enemy. Almost all the second and third generations were killed.
However, the situation gradually got out of control. Venerable Wen Chen Jian Wu Fei and Venerable Rain and Rain Sword Wu Hua died one after another. Garou did not stop the war. Supreme Shan Ruo Shui Jian's Tao foundation was damaged and had no choice but to reincarnate. Garou did not stop the war. Countless souls died in Xuantian, and Jialou did not stop the war!
Finally, the misery of Spring and Autumn recalled all the Holy Land disciples, but the lives of the deceased could no longer be saved.
But if Jialou is the culprit of the Xuantian disaster, then they are not accomplices.
They thought of Wuwei's lineage again, where all his disciples and disciples died, leaving only the Sky-Zealing Sword Master.
In fact, Zhetian is about two or three thousand years old than Jialou. Jialou is an innate Holy Spirit born from the fate of human beings. He is a spirit nourished by the aura of the Overlord. He is the last among his peers and has attained it with the Overlord Sword Vein. Quasi-saint.
He once hoped to make great achievements in these nine days like Jialou. As a result, the first thing the quasi-sage queen did was to work with the Reverend Xiyang to clean up the mess for Jialou Yuanming and clean up the previous generation. The remaining cause and effect will never escape the world from now on.
That war affected the fate of too many people and is unforgettable.
At this time, three more sword intentions rushed out one after another, the sword intentions of the Wenchen Sword, the Peiyu Ganlin Sword, and the Supreme Shan Ruoshui Sword!
The Sword Sect's monks die, but their sword intent is immortal and will remain forever on the top of the mountain. At this moment, the gentlemen performing swords actually inspired them all!
The second-generation venerables were full of emotions, and the Supreme Master of Impermanence said, "Time is also destiny, we will perform the sword style again, you guys are watching, and how much you realize is all up to you!"
When you were wondering, you saw the second-generation venerables each performing sword moves, and the nine sword intentions were intertwined to paint a scene of the prosperous age, like a scroll of time, unfolding the true meaning of the world.
At this time, even Zhan Changfeng put away his sword and looked at this mysterious scene.
The sword intent of the Nine Swords complemented each other and actually evolved into all phenomena in the world. You can imagine how peerless the nine of them were when they got together!
The disciples of the Sword Sect seemed to have ushered in a feast of sword intent. The sadness that lingered in their hearts disappeared and they were immersed in the Dao patterns all over the sky. No matter the time, they sincerely believed that the Second Generation of Nine Swords was an indelible glory in the history of swordsmanship!
After the feast was over, Jian Zong fell into a rare silence. Several second-generation sages exchanged a few words with Zhan Changfeng, but there was no movement.
The wind rustled and the leaves fell, Guan Guanzun walked up to the peak of Impermanence Master. Going outward from here is Linghuai Peak.
He took a sip of wine and handed the jar to Supreme Master Impermanence. After a long time, he seemed to be looking for something to say, "During the battle between the Dragon Clan and the Changsheng Emperor, didn't Senior Brother say that she couldn't create a sword pattern? Even if she did, it would be a violent act." Sword?"
The Supreme Impermanence reasoned calmly, "Everything in the world is impermanent."
"Heh." He shook his head, "I just sighed. The swords of the nine of us, when divided, lead the road alone. Together, they are like the stream of light for eternity, as if covering the heaven and earth. She only has one sword, but it suppresses eternity and shines all over the world. From here on Look, do we look like the defenders of the prosperous age, and she looks like a domineering pioneer?"
"What do you want to say?"
"I was just wondering if the Sword Sect would join the Nine Heavens Conquest."
"As a human being, don't be too greedy. The Holy Land's power in Xuantian has finally been stabilized. Why bother getting involved in such things anymore? It's better to have peace of mind and channel channels."
"But if a humane cultivator only has his own Dao lineage in his heart, is he still a humane cultivator?"
Supreme Impermanence sighed, "Do you want Sword Sect to experience another battle in the heavens?"
The irrelevant venerable was silent, he didn't want to.
On the Lingwu Peak, Zhan Changfeng stood for a long time before condensing the imperial sword again, leaving a sword mark on the stone wall next to it.
The sword marks contain majestic Taoism. Although it does not allow people to fully understand the Emperor Sword, it can still help people a lot.
After all, her method of understanding the sword was taught by Ling Xiaozi, and this sword mark should be given to the sword sect.
Three days after meeting Ling Xiaozi, she was playing chess with him in the palace, and the old man with a long beard walked in on his own.
"My Lord, be safe. It just so happens that the Immortal Emperor's Sword has been returned. It's time to say goodbye."
"There is no need to rush, I still have a few words to say to you." Ling Xiaozi sat cross-legged across from her, his eyes scanning the black and white pieces on the chess floor, "There are many people with advanced chess skills in the Jianzong, why don't we let them come I’ll play a few games with you.”
"The hardest person to win is still yourself." Zhan Changfeng stroked the chess field and returned the black and white pieces to the chess pot, "But if the Heavenly Lord is willing to show his favor, I would be very honored."
Ling Xiaozi nodded with a smile, "I have several treasures here, and I planned to choose three to offset your return. If you win this round, I will let you choose three."
"It sounds like Gu has nothing to gain. If Gu wins, can I specify which two items I want?"
"good."
Zhan Changfeng took a chess piece and started playing with him, "I would like to ask, what is the victory or defeat in the battle between Tianzun and Longzu?"
"It's just a count of five or five." Ling Xiaozi said, "You destroyed ten thousand stars. The Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan are the first to bear the brunt. If they don't take action now, they will do so sooner or later."
"Gu destroyed Ten Thousand Stars, but didn't kill them. He just told them some truth. They are all sensible, and they voluntarily followed Gu Ma's lead. Now Gu wants them to return to the Spirit Talisman, and even if the Spirit Talisman is worth the sea, they won't let it go. They come in."
"You have a lot of reasons." Ling Xiaozi pressed down a piece, "The demon clan may not be unreasonable."
"The demon clan is not the only one who is unreasonable, but you can't help but speak up." Zhan Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly and killed a piece of him, "Be reasonable and you will live longer."
The two of them went back and forth, occasionally exchanging a few witty words, and finally the chess game came to an end.
The chess piece in Ling Xiaozi's hand was powerless. He threw it into the chess jar and asked, "What do you want?"
"Fragments of the astrolabe."
Ling Xiaozi pinched a strand of beard and nodded gently, "What else?"
Zhan Changfeng tapped the chess pieces on the chessboard and returned the choices to Ling Xiaozi, "Gu wants to see what Tianzun is going to let Gu choose."
He put several boxes on the table and opened them one by one. One was the Sword of Soaring into the Sky, one was the Secret Pill of Returning the Soul, one was the Mysterious Frost Grass that protected the promotion to the Quasi-Saint, and one was the fragment of the astrolabe. .
Zhan Changfeng pondered, "Does Tianzun have two fragments?"
"...Only this piece."
She picked the Yuanshi Soul-Returning Secret Pill again, "There is only one left, just exchange it for the soul stone and essence of equivalent value."
"It's okay that I guessed wrong." Ling Xiaozi left a Sumeru bag, got up and left, "The road is difficult and dangerous, so take care of yourself."
