Zhou Qiankun tried his best, with beads of sweat on his face, but he could still only draw three inches of the sword.
Zhou Qiankun let go of his hand and smiled bitterly.
"It seems that my current strength is not recognized by this divine death sword at all."
Put the Divine Death Sword into the space ring, and then pick up the roll of parchment.
When I opened it, I saw that it was indeed the God's Funeral Song Sword Art.
Sword Jue: This sword jutsu was what I felt when I looked at the murals in the forbidden area of Yaochi. Later, I turned that insight into a sword, which is the God's Death Song Sword Jue.
I could see a corner of the outside world above the mural, marveling at the vastness of the world, and feeling fascinated. I once dreamed that I could be with the God King in white, and drew my sword to the gods and Buddhas. However, I was just like a frog at the bottom of a well. I never jumped out of the well. I hope those who come after me can carry on my legacy, jump out of the well of the Holy Spirit, and walk proudly between heaven and earth with a sword in hand.
Finally, I would like to give a motto to those who come after me: When a man is born in this world, he should be determined for the common people, fearlessly draw his sword to fight against gods and demons, and live up to the three-foot green peak in his hand.
Zhou Qiankun looked at the motto left by the former Divine Sword Sword Ancestor and was stunned for a moment.
"Yaochi actually has records about the outside world. What is its origin?"
Zhou Qiankun was stunned and said.
He vaguely understood why Shen Xi always wanted to bring him together with the Yaochi Saint Qingyao.
Perhaps, Yaochi has a way to leave the Holy Spirit Continent, and Shen Xi hopes that he can take the passage from Yaochi to leave the Holy Spirit Continent during the Year of the Burial Fire.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qiankun shook his head.
"Forget it, just let it go. If Qingyao and I are really destined, then I will live a prosperous life with her. If there is no fate, it is useless to force her."
Shen Xi: "You are like a walnut that has been cracked open."
Shen Xi's words always appeared when Zhou Qiankun didn't expect them.
Zhou Qiankun chuckled. He was already used to Shen Xi's cold jokes.
"Are you beating around the bush and saying I'm enlightened?"
Shen Xi was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Zhou Qiankun could keep up with her brain for the first time.
"Hey! You were able to answer the question today. It's not easy."
Zhou Qiankun smiled. He knew that Shen Xi always liked to use cold jokes to express her feelings.
He looked at the parchment in his hand, filled with curiosity and expectation.
"It's really surprising that Yaochi actually has records about the outside world."
Afterwards, Zhou Qiankun pondered for a moment and asked with a slightly doubtful tone: "Shen Xi, are you from outside the Holy Spirit Continent?"
Shen Xi knew too many things, and Zhou Qiankun guessed that her true body must be outside the Holy Spirit Continent.
Shen Xi did not answer. As long as Zhou Qiankun asked about her origin, background and past, she would always be silenced.
She didn't want to give him any clues, and she didn't want him to follow her footsteps to find her when that day came.
There was silence again, and Zhou Qiankun was used to it.
"Shen Xi, if you don't want to say it, forget it and I won't ask."
Zhou Qiankun said, and then looked at the clouds and mist lingering in the mountains, which seemed like a dream, like a fairyland on earth.
The wind carried his voice, echoing in the mountains, far and wide.
"It seems that I have to go to Yaochi to learn about this mysterious world."
Shen Xi nodded. She did not want to interfere with any of Zhou Qiankun's choices.
If he really gives up the path of Yaochi, she also believes that he will be able to find another way to leave the Holy Spirit Continent.
"Let it go."
Zhou Qiankun said, "If we are really destined to Qingyao, then we will go together; if there is no fate, I will not force it."
"Besides, the year of Burial Fire is still far away. At least, the four great holy spirits of Da Chu are still suppressing it under the Burial Demon Mountain. I still have a lot of time."
Shen Xi smiled slightly. She liked Zhou Qiankun's open-minded attitude.
Only by remaining optimistic can we keep moving forward in the dark years.
He put away the parchment and the Divine Death Sword in his hands and left the thatched house.
The moment he left the thatched house, the surrounding space changed, and Zhou Qiankun stood in front of a starry sky.
The will of the Divine Sword Stone spoke again: "Zhou Qiankun, congratulations, you have obtained the highest inheritance from our Sword Emperor Sect."
Zhou Qiankun clasped his fists gratefully at the starry sky.
"Thank you, Senior Sword Emperor Shi, for your recognition. I have one more thing to ask, junior."
Zhou Qiankun also realized clearly that the Divine Sword Stone was named by the people of the Divine Sword Sect.
Its real name should be Sword King Stone.
The will of the Sword Emperor Stone has been stunned for 30,000 years. Since the fall of the Sword Emperor Sect, no one has called it that again for a long time.
For the past nine thousand years, the Divine Sword Sect has been calling it the Divine Sword Stone, making it almost forget its original name.
Its tone became much softer: "Just ask."
Zhou Qiankun pondered for a moment, and then asked with great solemnity: "Senior, can I pass on the Divine Burial Song to the Divine Sword Sect?"
The premise for the Divine Sword Sect to agree to his entry is that he must leave a copy of the Divine Sword Stone.
Zhou Qiankun didn't want to break the promise and be a person who broke his promise.
Sword Emperor Shi's will laughed and said with a chuckle: "I thought it was some big deal. Of course it is. The Shenjian Sect established the sect based on the inheritance of the Sword Emperor Sect. It can also be regarded as the continuation of the Sword Emperor Sect in this era. If it can be revived Now that I have seen the glory of the Sword Emperor Sect back then, I have no regrets."
Sword King Stone's words made Zhou Qiankun feel a little relieved.
If Sword King Shi Zhi does not agree, then he will be in a dilemma.
Sword Emperor Shi Zhizhi added: "After you go out, give me a message to the Divine Sword Sect and ask them to support me. If it damages the reputation of our Sword Emperor Sect, I will personally take back all the inheritance."
Zhou Qiankun smiled and nodded in agreement: "Junior will definitely bring the words to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scenery around Zhou Qiankun changed again. When the scenery in front of him stabilized, he returned to the Divine Sword Platform again.
His eyes were slightly tired. After all, they were fighting continuously in the Sword King Stone, and one of them was still the sword soul of the Holy Spirit, which consumed a lot of energy.
Outside the Divine Sword Stage, countless pairs of concerned eyes looked at Zhou Qiankun.
A hint of worry quietly dissipated from Lin Jianmo's calm eyes, turning into a smile.
Dugu Xiaolang and Xiao Yi were in high spirits, and Xiao Yi even jumped up and climbed onto his shoulders, asking with great concern: "Brother, are you okay?"
Then he looked up and down, as if to determine if he was injured.
Dugu Xiaolang also approached and said caringly: "Brother Zhou, don't worry. I have some pills here to treat soul damage. I guarantee that you will become more energetic within a month."
Dugu Motian also walked up quickly and handed over a bottle of elixir.
"That's right, little friend, don't worry. I have a pill here to treat soul damage, which is guaranteed to repair your damaged soul in a very short time."
The other elders and disciples of the Divine Sword Sect around also approached with more or less concern.
It turned out that they saw Zhou Qiankun's spirit was a little haggard, and mistakenly thought that he had been beheaded in the Divine Sword Stone and his soul was injured.
Zhou Qiankun looked at their enthusiasm and was stunned for a while, then realized what was happening.
