Hexia didn't miss much about the divine sword and inheritance mentioned by Feng Jianxue, and it wasn't something she had to get. However, she wanted to complete the regrets her mother had experienced back then.
Not only because she is a daughter, but also because she has inherited her mother's views on many things. If some customs and rules are no longer appropriate, then cut them off. People cannot always live in the fantasy of the past.
People are very strange creatures. If it is just for themselves, most of them can choose to be patient and give in. But when it comes to the important people in their hearts, they are sometimes willing to take huge risks and pain to do something.
The incident between her and her sister caused her mother to be overly sad and die young. This made Heshia always feel a little guilty after gradually understanding the truth. Maybe the main reason was not herself, but her sister, but this kind of discomfort cannot be easily eliminated. .
It would be nice if something could be done to make up for it, even if it would be very risky.
People can't always be calm and rational, or maybe this is quite reckless and willful behavior, but after the idea suddenly came to her today, she could no longer suppress it.
The practice of the Withering Sequence has yet to be carried out slowly, but the extraordinary core of the Natural Sequence has already had a mature template. The extraordinary core of Sequence 3 in the body slowly melts, and then the magic power of the Natural Sequence gathers and condenses faster. This is what she is. The most proficient sequence among talents, and with a talent like 'Voice of Time String', it is not difficult to restore it again.
Natural Sequence 5·Blue Bird Breaking Branches (Legendary Pearl Level), achieved.
The long black hair was flying in the breeze, and a blue brilliance appeared in the eyes. Then the white fingers were raised, and a silver-edged sword condensed with green fire crystal appeared in front of him.
"This! This! It's unbelievable..." Looking at the pure magic power flowing out of the girl in front of me, the lightness and rhythm, the harmony and remoteness, just like the figure recorded in the dusty ancient book, the girl in front of me The old man was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
To do this, he slowly knelt down and put his hands on the ground.
"We, the 'Sword Guards', are willing to go to the Seven Mountains to slay the demonic dragon and establish the destiny of the Green Lotus to be immortal!"
After saying that, he carefully took out a token from his arms, with a sword blade piercing through the green lotus, and its sword spikes fluttering, proud and unconventional. The five branches of Qingluan each went to their own home, and what they followed was the "Qinglian Sword Palace", the head of the five branches that was famous all over the world in the past.
The old man input his magic power into the token according to a special secret technique. At the same time, in every corner of the Forbidden City, some people who still retained the 'Sword Token' felt a chill coming from the token in their arms. As expected, some information also came from the hand holding the token.
"Is this true?" Someone was sitting at home, looking at the shining token without saying a word.
"Lian Feng shouldn't make such a joke. If the second lady really has descendants who come back to collect debts..."
"Then we can only get up and follow."
The sword blade that was hidden in the secret compartment of the house was taken out again, and the white wild goose feather coat that had been no longer worn for a long time was put on again. The Forbidden City, which had been gradually quiet after entering the armistice, became noisy and tense again.
"What's going on? I feel like the city is suddenly in chaos again." Hiding in the attic not far from the ancestral hall, Feng Jianxue looked at the scene outside the window, feeling anxious.
"Heshia must have gotten lost. If I had known earlier, I would have brought her here with me. It seems difficult to leave now." He wandered around, finally made up his mind and retreated for the time being.
On the other side, in the downward vertical elevator, a man wearing black clothes and a mask listened to the reports of the people on the side with cold eyes.
"Her daughter? A joke."
"I have been flawlessly preserved, but now I have dragged my descendants in. I thought she would stay safe outside and spend the rest of her life, but she was still so naive and stupid." He knew his sister quite well, although she had a gentle personality. Good, but too ideal.
A person can choose to be weak and give up, but a race cannot choose to be weak and give up, because it means demise and decline.
"Pass this order, anyone who follows Gu Yongrong's daughter will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
As the contemporary ruler of Jielo City, he will never be merciful. The more times like these, the more he must implement thunderbolt measures to suppress division in the bud.
The garrison personnel in Jielou City received the order and began to patrol and blockade the residential areas in groups. In the core area at the bottom, soldiers in vermilion armor opened the sealed arsenal one after another, and handfuls of weapons that had been stored for many years were The electromagnetic rifles were reassembled and then continued to converge into the Forbidden City.
"Time is quick, Your Highness. We must control the T2 level AI 'Wingyu' in the Forbidden City before Gu Qianlou comes back. This way, we can dismantle most of the stubborn resistance in Juelou City and at the same time seize the initiative." Follow Ti Ti. Behind Lan, Ge Lianfeng was talking about his plan, and at the same time, the elderly 'sword guards' gradually gathered around the two of them.
"She is exactly the same as the second young lady, and her temperament is exactly the same." The 'Sword Guard' who came over lamented the similarity in temperament and appearance between Tilan and her mother.
"Did it really appear? Our long-cherished wish that has been passed down for five hundred years..." Some people looked at the aura leaking from Tilan's body, their eyes were blank, and they were crying.
"If so, you should die!"
"When a man is born in this world, how can he sit in the ground depressed and dead like a rotten tree?" A bright long sword was pulled out, revealing a cold brilliance.
Dozens of people…
Hundreds of people...
Hundreds of people…
Nearly a thousand people...
As the "Sword Guard" who was as famous as the "God General" in the past, although he has long been in decline, there are still descendants surviving.
The battles in the city have resumed, but this time they are not facing outsiders, but old acquaintances and friends from the past, and even close blood relatives.
"Lao He, do you really want to go against the will of your Majesty and follow that little girl?"
At the entrance of an alleyway, seven 'divine generals' wearing gold and bronze armor stopped a dozen 'sword guards' wearing white wild goose feathers. Compared to the brightly equipped 'divine generals', these sword guardians were It is far behind in terms of extraordinary strength and equipment, and the highest among them is only Sequence 3.
"Qin Sheng, don't stop me. It was because of your hesitation that the second lady almost died in the chaos. Today I will never let go of this opportunity to atone for my sins." The man wearing a white feather coat The sword guard held the eight-sided ancient sword in his hand and responded in a low voice.
"Atonement? You really think highly of yourself. I just don't want to see my old friend die by the sword in vain." He raised the long-handled sword in his hand and slashed it through the air, making a whine of wind.
"Stop here! If you don't leave this alley, you can still save your life. If you continue to move forward, I will have no choice but to kill you." His body fell slightly, and traces of smoke came out of the gold and copper armor. Qi, the voice is majestic and ready to go.
The leading sword guard opposite took a deep breath. Just when everyone thought he was about to give up and retreat, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword blade in his hand flashed with cold blue light.
"Formation!"
"promise!"
A cold long sword flew through the forest like a bird, charging towards the 'divine general' blocking the road. Its trajectory kept changing, avoiding the 'divine general's' mighty edge and stabbing directly at its weak points. .
The cold blade inserted into the gaps in the armor, or in defenseless places such as armpits and necks, causing bursts of blood.
"Carving skills!"
The leader's 'God General''s eyes were filled with golden light, and then he slashed his sword across the sword. The lightning burst out and directly cut away the sword guard who tried to attack him. The sword's blade broke into pieces, hit the wall beside him, and rolled away. Fall to the ground.
Faced with such an opponent, the sword guard in the alley could not help but fall into a hard fight and retreat step by step.
In the middle of the main street, the largest number of 'divine generals' gathered here, as well as the 'sword guards' who came here.
The hundreds of elite 'divine generals' who had killed the priest in black were still here. Their bodies were steaming with intense magic power, and the weapons they held were entwined with gold and lightning.
"Anyone who dares to take a step forward will be killed without mercy!"
The gods and generals shouted fiercely, and the sound was like thunder, rolling across the street, making the sword guard in front of him unsteady and even dizzy.
"You..." Ge Lianfeng looked at these 'god generals' and was about to speak, but was stopped by Hexia.
She shook her head and asked the sword guards to stand behind her for the time being. Then she stepped forward step by step and slowly pulled out the ancient sword with a silver blade in her hand. At this time, she had already put on the clothes that her mother had left behind in the city, and her color was It has a snow-white base, wide sleeves and a slim fit, while the waistband and lining are dyed a blue like delphinium, just like the color in the girl's eyes.
One blue and one red to distinguish it from the mother.
Closing her eyes, she recalled her mother's sword dance twenty years ago in front of the Red Tower. The girl who was focused on everyone moved slowly. Her movements seemed to be the same as the sword dance back then, but between the fluttering sleeves and the sword blade, There seemed to be a faint breeze flowing through the streets and alleys of the forbidden city.
The Dance of Sacrifice was originally a method used by the witch Zhuji to control the dragon veins of heaven and earth to affect the climate, water and soil of a place. Now that there are no dragon veins on this planet, the method of manipulating and guiding the dragon veins is naturally useless. Back then, Gu Yongrong could rely on this without any The swordsmanship left behind by the classics, guiding the atmosphere in front of the red building to let him dance in the air, is already amazing and brilliant and unprecedented.
But Tilan is even better. After awakening her talent, she can even glimpse the remaining auspicious light of time from the remaining swordsmanship, and learn the trace of true meaning retained in the swordsmanship.
Seeing the blue belt and cuffs fluttering, the sword light dancing, and the wisps of breeze wrapping around the body, the Aijika particles in the air slowly calmed down, as if they were dyed with that cool color.
"Don't let her continue dancing with the sword, let's go!"
Feeling the boiling iron-like power on his body slowly cooling down in the breeze, the leading god-general frowned and roared. Then, these 'god-generals' who were like heavenly soldiers, with great authority, rushed towards the delicate man in the middle of the street like thunder. Girl, that sword light is cold and electric, showing no mercy.
As the bodies intertwined, Heshia swayed like a swallow turning over, lightly shuttled between the blades of the god generals, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the divine electricity, and then suddenly put it in her hand. The blade of the sword turned and was inserted into the scabbard in his left hand.
In an instant, the blue eyes opened, and a huge and shocking arc cut open in mid-air.
'The Legend of the Blue Bird: Fei Yan Cuts the Moon! '
The shrill arc of light brought by the sword blade bloomed in the 'God General', cutting open the halberds, broadswords, and armors it touched, causing splashes of blood. If Hesia hadn't been merciful, I'm afraid that Several people died on the spot.
"Rebellious!"
When he turned around, the colorful-faced general didn't appreciate it, but became even more angry, thinking that the girl didn't take them seriously at all, and she was still naively holding back at this time.
"To fight evil for the heaven, the power of the gods is unforgivable, please invite the heavenly soldiers and gods to come forward!"
They roared again, and the green and red paint on their bodies seemed to come to life again, and golden light appeared in their eyes, and the magic power on their bodies also boiled and heated up rapidly.
Along the way, white smoke filled the air, and in the scorching magic power, the weapons wrapped with golden divine electricity swung rapidly, and then each god general suddenly looked directly at the figure in the field, and the color on the green and red face oozed out, like a soldering iron. He looked towards the girl.
Facing the god-suppressing technique secretly taught by the 'God General', Heshia's figure was like a bird, turning over in the air, while the silver sword blade followed her body and danced, and countless fine sword flowers were like flying snow. Like pouring out.
'The Legend of the Blue Bird·Flying Snow and Crossing the Boat! '
As soon as those facial makeup marks came close, they were crushed by the numerous sword lights, and they were unable to immobilize the girl who looked like a blue bird.
After avoiding this god-suppressing technique, Heshia once again broke into the formation of the 'god generals'. The afterimage-like sword blade swayed as it passed through, and silver sword arcs poured out, killing the 'god generals' in their hands one after another. The weapon was cut off and blood splashed, causing the injured god general to lose feeling in his legs and fall to his knees.
The high-speed shuttle blade made a shrieking sound in the air, flying like a bird's feathers, while the figure in the snow-clad blue skirt danced and turned like a giant, tearing and breaking again and again along the way. of enemies.
By the time Hesia stood still again, nearly half of the 'god generals' were lying on the ground, and the sword blade hanging under the sleeves was also full of pits and scars.
The fingertips slowly caressed the raised sword, and little bits of light and sand swayed. The scarred sword blade returned to its original state, as bright and moving as autumn water, and a pair of dreamy monsters slowly appeared behind the sword blade. Blue eyes.
When everything in front of her was so startling and unbelievable, the girl in snow-clad and blue skirt standing alone in the street seemed to have an almost eerie beauty.
"How can this be……"
The leader of the group, the colorful-faced general, slowly knelt on the ground. He covered his bleeding and unconscious arm with one hand, then slowly raised his head and looked at the girl at the end of the road.
"This is the art of divine generals that has been improved over several generations based on cutting-edge technology...how could it be defeated by that ancient and backward...swordsmanship..." He murmured in a voice, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes lost.
"Frontier? Maybe it was something hundreds of years ago."
The girl sighed softly. She had previously aspired to go to medical school, so she had naturally learned about things like prosthetics. In the Federation three or four hundred years ago, this kind of thing was indeed very popular. It could strengthen oneself and bring convenience to work.
But then with the prosperity and development of AI, people discovered that instead of installing various prosthetic machines on themselves, why not install them directly on the autonomous unit? Not only is it easier to manufacture, there is no need to worry about rejection and many problems, and it can also be replaced at any time. , you don’t have to worry about controlling it yourself.
In addition, the upper echelons of the federation were influenced by the first-generation color-level singer Isenisa, and naturally like natural and flawless things. This preference also affects all levels of the federation from top to bottom. It is believed that only those who really can't survive will do so. Go install this thing and put yourself in the same boat as those machines covered in oil and rust.
As a result, the prosperity of prosthetics was short-lived, and was gradually replaced by various autonomous units, exoskeleton armors, and even large mechas. Nowadays, it is difficult to see residents equipped with prosthetics in the Federation.
Although Jielou City was once prosperous, most people's concepts and memories have always been stuck in that era, unaware of the changes in the outside world.
If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and working behind closed doors is nothing more than a dream that deceives yourself and others.
One by one, the 'Sword Guards' passed over these fallen 'divine generals'. Under their excited and respectful gazes, the girl in snow clothes and blue skirt climbed step by step onto the path leading to the super AI's cockroach. ' of high-rise buildings.
At the same time, the vertical elevator carrying the solemn man in black also descended into the forbidden city. Wearing a mask, he stepped out slowly and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar girl below.
"You must be her daughter..."
There seemed to be nostalgia and disgust in his voice, and finally turned into indifference.
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