Spring flowers bloom and fade, summer cicadas sing and then die, autumn leaves wither and fall, and winter snow gradually melts.
The four seasons rotate, the sun and the moon alternate, and in the blink of an eye it will be ten years later.
On this day, thunder suddenly broke out in the originally sunny Wanren Mountain, and the mountains rumbled. During the shock, pillars of light shot up into the sky, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, and the sky and the earth changed color.
This movement shocked the faces of the people in the mountain. They might have thought that a powerful enemy was invading, or that a catastrophe was imminent. All the cultivators stepped on their swords and rushed out of the cave to investigate the cause.
Upon entering the scene, one can see that on the edge of the eight strange peaks besides the four peaks of the Lotus, there were originally four ordinary mountain rocks like sharp bamboo shoots. Now they are actually emitting bursts of milky white halo, and the light is faintly leaking out from the moss-covered bamboo shoot peaks. , gradually became clear, but in an instant, it became dazzling.
Everyone looked intently, only to see clusters of mysterious runes appearing on the Bamboo Shoots Peak, wrapping the mountain tightly, as bright and brilliant as needles that fixed the sea.
The Zhuxian formation appeared in the sky at some point, and the colorful sword intent on the screen of light was like the colorful clouds falling from the sky, constantly beating on these bamboo peaks.
The bamboo shoots peak became more and more eye-catching, and the runes became denser and denser. Finally, there was a loud noise, and a huge sword shadow surged from the bamboo shoots mountain.
Thirty-two blazing white swords standing tall on the sky and the ground shoot straight towards the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the sky with a monstrous momentum!
"Boo~" As soon as they made contact, there was no sound, as if water and milk were merging together, merging together.
The Zhuxian Sword Curtain in the sky trembled for a while, and then suddenly condensed, becoming several times as thick as a solid object.
In the blink of an eye, the sword curtain poured out in all directions like flowing clouds, covering all the eight outer peaks like a rain curtain!
"Finally it worked!"
A joyful voice sounded on the field, it was the Qianqiu Sect Master.
He looked at the scene in front of him with surprise on his face and almost shouted.
The next moment, a sword shadow flew out of the sword cave and came to his side.
"What are these stone pillars?" The sword shadow condensed into a human figure, it was a good time.
"These stone pillars are where the Eight Peaks Formation is located. Ever since the sword separated things, they have never been revealed again." Qianqiu Sect Master said.
"No wonder the sword curtain has been advancing slowly in the past few years. It turns out that these formation stones are absorbing energy." Liangchen sighed as if he had figured it out.
I thought that it would take five or six years to cover all eight peaks, but in the last few years, the speed of Sword Curtain's advance slowed down suddenly, to less than half of its original speed.
This made Liangchen very puzzled, but he was not in a hurry and continued as usual, practicing his sword during the day and his body at night. This practice lasted ten years!
At this moment, the Zhuxian Sword Curtain finally enveloped all the Outer Eight Peaks, and the power of the sword array naturally increased to a higher level.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Formations in Zhongzhou back then had finally regained some of his style.
As long as we continue to work hard like this, it will only be a matter of time before the thirty-six peaks on the outside return to the formation.
Qianqiu Sect Leader was full of joy and excitement, holding the Immortal Killing Formation Plate in his hand with a very excited expression.
He looked at the sword lights flying out from the cliffs, like colorful threads swaying between the mountains. The Zhuxian formation above the head, like a curtain of glazed light, exuded a terrifying aura, embracing the peaks like a divine beast guarding the world.
In a daze, he seemed to have gone back many years ago.
At that time, he was still young and frivolous, and stood beside his master with high spirits, listening to him tell the legend about the master's sword splitting the Zhongzhou sky and ascending to heaven.
At that time, he was proud of the Sword Sect, the Sword Ancestor, and also the Immortal Killing Sword Formation!
As a direct disciple of the Nuxia Sword Master, he is full of expectations for the future and is full of confidence in his own future.
At that time, the Sword Sect was at its peak. Although the Sword Ancestor broke through the air and left, the four great Sword Masters plus the Zhuxian Sword Formation were still so powerful that no one dared to offend them.
"I will definitely become a sword master! I will be as powerful as my master, and finally I will break through the air like my master!" He once said to himself.
How many times have you said that?
He couldn't remember clearly.
However, the changes in the world have brought twists of fate, and no matter how powerful the sword formation is, it cannot withstand internal attacks!
The Sword Sect was split into two, and the power of the sword array was greatly reduced in an instant. Then the dispute between the East and the West lasted for hundreds of years, making the Sword Sect even more vulnerable.
Then the four sword masters disappeared and fell, and their once unshakable status seemed to have passed away.
And because of the technique of sacrifice, he is still stuck in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Probably the greatest hope in this life is to return to the late Nascent Soul stage. As for the realm of the Sword Master, he has no extravagant hope.
The decline of the Jianzong was so rapid, but it seemed so natural, as if dynasties changed and the country changed hands.
But everything seems to have turned around because of the appearance of the junior brother.
Turn the tide and kill the ancestor of the Sword Sect!
Thousands of miles to the rescue, things are reunited!
Refining swords day and night, supporting the Immortal Killing Sword Formation alone!
Defeat old enemies, kill foreigners, and form strong reinforcements...
Step by step, the crumbling Jianzong regained its foundation!
Even though he is just a false name as the leader of the sect, the Sword Sect is indeed gradually reviving the union of things and things in his hands, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation has begun to shake off the dust of the years and bloom with powerful brilliance again!
Everything is getting better!
Isn't it?
Are the disciples of the Sword Sect in the mountains as full of expectations for the brilliant and vague future as they were back then?
He thought about it, tears gradually forming in the corners of his eyes.
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With such a huge movement, even the disciples who were practicing hard in the sword cave felt the violent vibrations and flew out of the sword cave one after another.
Among the thousands of figures, there was a figure like a startling giant among them.
It was Fairy Jinghong who had been in seclusion since the Sword War.
The strange movement of the sword formation activated all the formations in the sword cave, and she also came out to check the cause.
What comes into view is the colorful glazed sky, surrounded by the shadows of thirty-two huge swords holding up the sky and the ground. Floating in the mountains are all disciples of the Sword Sect with different looks. They are flying swords on their feet, dancing with eyebrows, and pointing around. Shouts of exclamation and exclamation...
For a moment, she was also stunned on the field, her eyes flickering and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Liangchen and Qianqiu Sect Masters also sensed her arrival and were about to step forward to say hello when they saw her let out a long sigh and escape into the sword cave again.
"Uncle Jinghong, why did it become like this!" Liangchen hadn't seen him for a long time. Looking at the silver-haired old woman in colorful clothes who disappeared in front of his eyes, he felt a little distracted for a moment, as if he had not changed from the heroic fairy before. Pulling away from the impression, he asked in surprise.
"Uncle Master was seriously injured back then, and now his end is approaching, so he has been in seclusion. I will accompany you to see him in a few days." Qianqiu Sect Master said softly with slightly dim eyes.
"Alas~" Liangchen suddenly felt a little melancholy when he heard the voice, and the joy in his heart dimmed a little.
"By the way, that friend of yours has been clamoring to leave Wanren Mountain a few days ago. You should go and take a look first." Qianqiu Sect Leader seemed to have remembered something, and then said.
"Yes." Liangchen seemed to be still immersed in the shock of the red face and white hair. He was stunned for a moment and nodded.
