With the infusion of mana from many monks, the light of the giant sword became more dazzling than ever before, and it was even more majestic and huge than when Luo Chengdong first sacrificed it.
The mist filled the air, and it was Tai'a Sword's sword energy that gathered from the surroundings and merged into the giant sword.
Looking around, this huge sword is like a pillar of light, standing upright from the sky, and there are faint ripples on the surface of the sword body. After absorbing the magic power of a group of monks, it became stronger and stronger.
In the distant sky, shouts suddenly sounded. Miao Keke looked back and saw that the Changliu disciples who had left earlier were rushing back.
"Master, uncle, and elders, we are here to help you." Someone shouted loudly.
"Hahahaha, my Changliu disciples are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Since they are in my Changliu, how can they be timid about this overwhelming trend?" Someone laughed in agreement.
The leader was Qingrong Yanshan. The two of them led the crowd without any delay.
All the disciples looked resolutely and flew towards the sky. Then, with concentrated and solemn expressions on their faces, under the dim sky, they were using their own magic power, whether large or small, small or large, to transport it towards the giant sword. own strength.
Miao Keke stared blankly, with blood filling her chest. She looked at all the Changliu disciples who had arrived, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
"You brats, get out of my way, I haven't done anything yet." Miao Keke shouted, white light bloomed, and a torrent shot directly into the giant sword.
The people present were astonished. They didn't expect Miao Keke to have such magical powers at the moment. It was really a huge amount.
Miao Keke flew over, her whole body suspended in the air, sitting cross-legged, and then formed a seal with her hands, and the white light continued to spread towards the giant sword. As far as the eye can see, apart from the light energy pouring in from Liuyi River, which is the most dazzling, the second one is Miao Keke.
The world is silent, the giant sword is sharp, and everyone is immersed in it. At this time, it is the confrontation between man and heaven.
Not far away, Chong Deng looked at those figures with a soft face and eyes full of smiles.
In a daze, he suddenly remembered the words Di Jun said in the depths.
"No matter what difficulties and crises we face, challenges or invasions. As a common group living on this continent, all things in the world, mountains and seas, should unite and act unanimously to defend our mountains and rivers and protect our people."
This is such a principle, but few people understand it, and even fewer can do it.
Wu Jinghong's vitality kept passing away, and now he was exhausted and on the verge of death.
She had been hit by Luo Chengdong's force before, and under the power of the giant sword, as the Tongtian Peak was broken and shattered, she did not escape, but made a final struggle. Her original intention was to follow Tongtian Peak even if she could not stop the giant sword from falling. disappear.
Her eyes were calm, and she did not look at the efforts of those people. She just looked at the sky, feeling sad and happy.
The strong wind swept across, and inadvertently, the wind lifted Wu Jinghong's scattered hair. When she came back to her senses, she looked at the withered and white hair beside her ears in shock, feeling at a loss.
Soon, she raised the Seven-Star Longyuan in her hand and looked through the light of the sword. In the reflection, she saw a pale and aging face, like an old man in his twilight years.
A stream of light fell towards the ground. It was the divine sword that fell from her hand that she couldn't hold.
At this moment, Wu Jinghong lost all hope. The first thought in his mind was that what he had said before was already like this. Several people in the master's sect were watching helplessly, but no one told him.
Her face, which had always been arrogant and self-respecting, suddenly turned panicked. She waved her face and covered her face. Compared with blaming and regretting, admitting her mistakes and confessing, she was even more unable to accept her current appearance.
Panic and confusion occupied all her thoughts.
How could she accept herself like this.
The next moment he reacted, Wu Jinghong held on to his body, which was on the verge of collapse, and staggered downwards. But the moment she moved, a mouthful of blood came out of her mouth, her face turned pale slightly, and her body fell down uncontrollably.
Suddenly a gust of breeze blew by, and then she was hugged by warm hands. Wu Jinghong gently opened a corner and looked, her eyes were red, and she said feebly, "Master..."
Chong Deng smiled and nodded. When he reached the bottom of the mountain, he slowly laid Wu Jinghong flat on the ground. He leaned over and sat next to her, gently arranging her messy hair. Signaling her to be okay.
Wu Jinghong turned around, not daring to look at Chong Deng. At this moment, she hated herself more.
How could she, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, allow herself to become like this.
"It turns out that our Xiao Wu is still the same as when we were little. After all these years, we are still so pretty." Chong Deng patted Wu Jinghong's head and said gently.
However, Wu Jinghong just trembled and choked silently.
For her, the reason why she lost the support of her cultivation and became this old posture was that she could not face herself, because she was ashamed of herself when others saw her.
In addition, no one knows about another secret hidden deep in her heart.
"Are you sad that your appearance was noticed by Dong'er before?" Chong Deng said calmly.
Wu Jinghong was shocked, and his body with his back to Chong Deng stiffened and stopped moving.
Chong Deng didn't pay attention to her look, and still said to himself, "When I was a teacher, I led you up the mountain. You have always been like this. You have a stronger temper. And because you entered the mountain earlier than Dong'er and Keke, you usually treat it like this." The senior sister is taking care of them. I know that you are aloof and arrogant and never want to show your weakness in front of anyone. You are stubborn and competitive. Although you are a woman, you are no less than a man. Back then, I originally intended to cultivate Dong'er as the next Shan Lord, it's because I see Dong'er's swordsmanship, talent, and innate affinity for the path of swordsmanship. But now it seems that he is still too careless as a teacher. No matter how great Dong'er's achievements are in swordsmanship, , but for the master of a mountain, I am afraid that it is far behind you. And this is the fact. Over the years, you have taken care of Changliu Mountain in an orderly manner. Since the war between gods and demons, you have personally worked to save Changliu Mountain. Stay in the water and fire, so that Dong'er and Keke can grow up. Even if you don't talk about these hardships, you can imagine them as a teacher,"
Wu Jinghong listened silently to what Chong Deng said. She did not answer, but as Chong Deng spoke softly, her body and mind slowly shed all pretense.
She could put on a show in front of anyone, but in front of her master, she seemed to be the same little girl she was when she was young.
At that time, she was a delicate and willful princess in the dynasty at the foot of the mountain. Even if she was favored by the Immortal Family, she acted with a arrogant attitude. Even when she went up the mountain, she still went her own way. There were people on the mountain who couldn't stand her, and secretly they were even more contemptuous and sarcastic. If it weren't for the fact that she was the disciple of the leader, it would never be her turn to be so arrogant and wanton everywhere.
One day this word reached Wu Jinghong's ears. She was so angry that she found the person involved and wanted to save her face on the spot. The result was predictable. It had not been long since Wu Jinghong went up the mountain to practice. Naturally, he was no match for that disciple. In the end, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Although it was small at that time, he had already become somewhat clear and refined. After being insulted, he became even more depressed. .
Wu Jinghong, who had suffered a loss, did not tell Chong Deng about the matter. His skills were not as good as others, and he had to compete with others. In the end, he could only blame himself for losing.
Her talent was not inferior to anyone's, and the pride in her bones would not allow her to be stepped on. After that time, she began to practice hard, even forgetting to eat and sleep.
I thought this matter would just go away, until that evening when Chong Deng suddenly came to the side hall to find Wu Jinghong. He saw Wu Jinghong meditating with his eyes closed, his young face was slightly white, but there was still a trace of tenacity. ωω.net
"I wonder why I haven't seen Xiao Wu jumping up and down in the Golden Light Palace these past few days. It turns out that he is secretly hiding in the house to practice, but it's rare." Chong Deng always spoke in a gentle and gentle manner as always.
Wu Jinghong walked out of the practice and looked at his master standing in front of him, his eyes bright, but he quickly hid them.
"Master led me into the mountains. I can't waste time every day. Besides, I am still the first disciple that master accepted. If I accept other junior brothers and sisters in the future, I, as a senior sister, will definitely be better than them." Wu Jinghong lowered his head. The head replied.
When he was young at that time, Wu Jinghong was already like this.
"Yes, this is not unreasonable, but cultivation must be done step by step. Greedy for success and rash progress may be a fly in the ointment. It's rare for me to have free time today. After I sent you up the mountain, I haven't taken you to visit Changliu Mountain properly. Come on, I’ll take you out for a walk today.”
Wu Jinghong was stunned. He naturally knew that his master was in charge of everything. He didn't like to practice in the past, and his master didn't remind him too much. He just let himself go and did whatever he wanted. But he didn't know why Hao Duanduan suddenly wanted to take him out for a walk today. .
"But Master, my luck will still be good for a long time until Zhou Tian..."
"Hey, it doesn't matter. I'll just make up for it when I get back." After saying that, Chong Deng smiled and took Wu Jinghong's hand. Without waiting for her to react, Chong Deng walked smoothly and stepped a few steps side by side, and the two of them walked hand in hand. Soaring towards the sea of clouds outside the house.
In a trance, Wu Jinghong felt like falling into a dream, surrounded by misty colorful clouds, gentle breeze, and the warmth of his master protecting him in his arms.
In the sky and on earth, there are vast clouds and smoke, chasing the clouds and the sun, Wu Jinghong looks at the majestic mountains and rivers below, and is full of exclamations for a moment. At this moment, she regained her childlike curiosity and innocence, full of yearning and joy.
"Master, can I be like you in the future, wielding a sword in heaven and earth, soaring through the clouds and mists?"
"Of course, with our Xiao Wu's talent, maybe in a few years we will be able to master the essence of sword control. By then, Xiao Wu will be able to dance in the sky, and maybe she will be the legendary fairy descending to earth. "
Wu Jinghong blushed. He liked dancing. It was a hobby he had fallen in love with when he was still in the palace. Even when he arrived at Changliu Mountain, he would still dance in the small courtyard of the house where he lived.
It's just that she has never shown it to outsiders, so I don't know why the master knows about it.
The two of them walked away towards the setting sun, with the setting sun and the lone heron by their side, and the sunset was brilliant for thousands of miles.
