The road leading to the fifth floor of the sword tower began to slowly open.
He still remembered what he encountered on the first, second, third, and even fourth floors of the sword tower, and this was the fifth floor.
There is nothing, but it seems like there is everything.
At the end of the fifth-floor sword tower, there is a bronze mirror. Inside the bronze mirror, there is a black vortex.
The vortex was reflected in Yang Feng's pupils.
A magical force prompted Yang Feng to walk into the bronze mirror. He inexplicably touched the vortex with his hand. At this time, the vortex on the bronze mirror actually produced a suction force.
First the arms, and finally the entire body, were absorbed by the vortex in the bronze mirror.
Yang Feng didn't know how long he had been sleeping. When he woke up, he found himself in darkness.
"Does my current swordsmanship need to go through many tests? What does the black vortex on the fifth level represent?"
In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Yang Feng didn't know what he could do, but now he only had one urgent thought in his mind, and that was to climb to the ninth floor.
Yang Feng's body moved, and at the moment when his body moved, countless fragments of the future emerged in this dark world.
A sword he had never seen before was born.
The sword's light is peerless and dazzling.
Netherworld Cliff is so huge that it is unimaginable.
He devoured an unknown number of planets, causing their trajectories to shift, while the creatures on Netherworld Cliff were still fighting to death.
Real internal and external troubles.
Many figures familiar to Yang Feng appeared, Bingyao, Xuanyuan Yangxie, Huoxian, Qingluo, Huangquanxian...
There are immortals, the Taihuang clan, the Bing clan, the Xuanyuan clan, and the Qing clan.
One looks very similar to his mentor, almost cut from the same mold.
Yang Feng marveled at how there could be two people so similar in the world.
"Will she...be a mentor?"
The same Qingyi, but Qingfeng is no longer tied around the waist.
All people and things were overwhelmed by an unprecedented war at a devastating speed.
Immortals are all struggling.
As for the ants below the immortal level, they can't even struggle.
this is the truth.
"Is this the Immortal Fall Era?"
The Battle of Immortal Fall has been recorded in the annals of history. It was a tragic battle, but no one experienced it personally, and those who actually experienced the Battle of Immortal Fall did not mention a word about this battle.
Now in this dark night, it is like a fluorescent ball of light emitting faint light.
The pictures stored in these fluorescent lights all took place during the Battle of Immortal Fall.
Daxia Star existed long before the Immortal Fall War. No one knows how long Daxia Star has existed. No one knows what happened during the Immortal Fall War.
Immortals, Taihuang Clan, Ice Clan, Xuanyuan Clan, Zerg Clan...
Countless races are fighting together.
The Daxia star is broken.
The starry sky exploded and the world was overturned.
The world in the picture is a vast starry sky.
In this vast cosmic space, Daxia Star has deviated from its original orbit.
A planet is like a small boat in the universe. Your appearance will not bring more luster to the universe, and your disappearance will not make the universe dim.
Immortal, bloody!
Devil, cry!
In the picture, after a long period of evolution, Daxia Star broke away from its original orbit and disappeared into the vast star field.
Withdrew from its stage, no one knows when Daxia Star will return. They know that on this planet, there were immortals who shed blood; there were demons who cried.
Endless pictures flashed before Yang Feng's eyes. He witnessed the glory of Daxia Star and personally experienced the downfall of Daxia Star.
Now Daxia Star and Desolate Star are still grasshoppers on the same rope, Netherworld Cliff; they are devouring the two planets and themselves are constantly expanding.
and
There are faint signs of deviating from the original track.
"finished?"
Suddenly, a light appeared in front of Yang Feng's eyes. It was sword light. Yang Feng had never seen such a dazzling sword light.
The sword split open the Netherworld Cliff, but it seemed like it didn't split anything.
Then a tower, a cold, desolate ancient tower, appeared on Daxia Star. Its tower body was shaped like a sword.
Yang Feng touched the cold stone door.
The stone door of the sixth-floor sword tower opened.
Until now, Yang Feng has not come back to his senses. All this seems like a dream.
What he just saw was the past or future of Daxia Star, or was it neither?
Yang Feng shook his head. He was living in this world and just had to be himself. With this thought in mind, he walked into the sixth level of the sword tower.
Entering the sixth floor of the sword tower, Yang Feng was surprised to find that his body had become smaller.
No, it was back to his childhood.
There are two figures, the man is dressed in white and the woman is wearing a black skirt that outlines her perfect curves.
They held a child in their arms.
"Father, mother!"
The infant Yang Feng wanted to scream, but was surprised to find that he couldn't speak at all.
But the resonance between this pair of men and women, one is his father and the other is his mother, is unmistakable.
"Practice, is it really worth it for you to give up your practice for the sake of your children?"
"Xiao Li is worth it for you and Feng'er!"
Yang Feng's mother's face was filled with a happy smile.
Yang Feng had never really seen this kind of smile on his mother's face for many years.
Half a lifetime.
Where are his parents?
Why, I would rather bear everything alone than tell him anything. Even meeting him is a luxury.
Why did Yang Feng embark on this path of cultivating immortality?
In order to one day be able to lift the curse on his mother Yan Xiaoli, but half a lifetime has passed and he doesn't even know where his parents are.
"Father and mother, where are you? Do you know that Feng'er misses you?"
Yang Feng cried for the first time.
The swaddled baby just screamed desperately.
Looking back in time, Yang Feng returned to the time before his parents went through the catastrophe from the perspective of a baby.
Heavenly calamity.
It is a disaster for all living beings and a curse from heaven.
After the Jedi Heavenly Power, immortality and mortal world are separated forever.
Daxia Star, this land where all races are buried, seems to be cursed.
Heaven blocked all opportunities.
"Practice, I feel like we don't have much time."
"Xiao Li, we will all survive the catastrophe safely. No one can take away our lives, not even God."
A man and a woman cuddled tightly together.
Overcoming the tribulation?
"Is it possible to go back in time? This sixth level is the law of time, and it is also the time law of Dacheng. Otherwise, it would be impossible to go back in time. What is the essence of this sword tower?"
Yang Feng said to himself.
He returned to the early stage of his parents' tribulation, but now he was still in an infant state and could do nothing but watch the tragedy happen again.
Tragedy, what is tragedy?
Tragedy is to destroy beautiful things for people to see.
"Ah! God, why are you torturing me like this?"
boom!
With Yang Feng's baby crying, the catastrophe began.
Of course it wasn't Yang Feng's calamity, but his parents' calamity.
"Xiao Li, don't be afraid that I will accompany you."
Yang Xiuxian stood tall and straight in front of Yan Xiaoli.
Heavenly Tribulation, also called Immortal Tribulation.
This is a watershed between immortals and mortals.
If you can't survive the heavenly tribulation, you can't become an immortal. Even if you reach the ultimate level of cultivation during the tribulation period, you will still be just an "ant".
In the eyes of immortals, there is actually not much difference between the Tribulation Stage and "mortal people", they are just stronger ants.
boom!
Another disaster.
God is angry.
The golden thunderbolt fell along with the dazzling golden light.
The earth was scorched, and space cracks appeared above the sky.
Like the "fairy eyes" staring at mortals.
The ninth heavenly tribulation struck.
Yang Feng no longer dared to see his parents.
The infant Yang Feng clenched his fists instinctively, and he wanted to die in his heart. He couldn't bear to watch, but the infant Yang Feng couldn't even commit suicide.
After a long time, the clouds of calamity dispersed.
The ferocious crack in the sky closed.
There was still no life on the ground.
Snow fell from the sky.
Snowflakes like flying catkins dance wildly in the air.
The devastated earth, blood slowly solidified in the ice and snow, forming a pool of purple blood.
Two corpses, covered in snowflakes.
"Father, mother, get up!"
"Father, mother!"
boom!
Two corpses were struggling in the snow, their bodies were in wretched condition and their faces were old. Since ancient times, under the calamity, once they failed, they would all be destroyed.
And now he actually watched his parents survive with his own eyes, but the price of survival was also huge.
After spending their youthful years, a natural disaster took away their longevity.
Why?
Yang Feng was roaring hysterically in his heart, but his parents couldn't hear it, and no one could see him. Hearing him, from beginning to end, he was just a witness.
sudden!
sudden!
The law of time brought Yang Feng back to the present, and the stone door of the seventh-floor sword tower opened.
"Is it trying to explain my doubts? But why is this?"
After Yang Feng left the sixth floor of the sword tower, he remembered that what he had experienced on the fifth and sixth floors just now were all the problems he had been pursuing so hard.
And today, the sword tower revealed the answer for him. Read the book
But he couldn't be happy, instead he was worried.
He saw Daxia Star's glorious past and experienced Daxia Star's downtrodden present. As for the last scene, it was unclear whether what he saw was a glimpse of Daxia Star's future.
The seventh floor of the sword tower.
It's a road.
A road with no end in sight.
Yang Feng even wondered how he ended up on this path.
The path of immortality, the path of demons, the path of demons; or the six paths of reincarnation?
Every step he took was accompanied by the sound of the iron rope shaking.
No one knows what lies beneath the road.
Because I can't see the place under the road.
Yang Feng could only go on the road alone.
He went from youth to adulthood, from adulthood to old age, and in the end, like a candle in the wind, he still did not reach the end of the road.
The Qi training period, the foundation building period, the Bigu period, the golden elixir period...the period of overcoming the tribulation.
But on this road, there is no end or destination. He is like a walking zombie, walking aimlessly on this "road of no return".
"Is this path the path of cultivation? Why is my cultivation realm changing? The current realm is a realm I have never been exposed to before. This, this... what is going on? Does it mean that there is no cultivation? The end?"
Cultivation may not have an end, but there must be one.
Life has both existence and an end.
And this path does not symbolize practice or life.
Past, present, Future.
Was there in the past?
Some people may say that the past is when a person was born.
That is.
In Yang Feng's mind
, constantly recalling the past, present and future.
Is the past really the future?
What about now?
Does the past have to be the present?
Does the future have to be the end of the present?
An idea flashed in Yang Feng's mind, as if he had caught something.
The fifth floor of the sword tower allowed him to witness the past, present, and future of Daxia Star, and the sixth floor allowed him to witness the past of his parents and answer his previous doubts.
The seventh level is to let him live out his true self.
There is a practice, and there is an end.
The same is true in life.
But that's not always the case. Some people don't know their past, so they have no future. Some people end their lives, so they have no future.
And isn't this the road under his feet, with no past, no future, only the present?
A bright light appeared in Yang Feng's heart, and then the road under his feet also lit up.
The end of the road is the stone gate, which leads to the eighth floor of the sword tower.
boom!
boom!
The eighth floor of the sword tower.
There are nine stone pillars.
There is a chain locked on every stone pillar.
What is carved on the stone pillar is not an auspicious beast or a fairy for all spirits to worship, but a sword.
Swords are carved on the nine stone pillars, which means there are nine swords in total.
Yang Fenggang stood in the center and looked around at the swords carved on these stone pillars.
Not far from him, a stone tablet rose.
On the stone tablet, there are these big characters engraved.
The sword has nine poles and nine calamities!
Nine represents the number of extremes in heaven and earth, so extremes are also accompanied by calamities.
"Could it be that the swordsman wanted me to take the Nine Extremes Sword? But what do the nine tribulations on this stone tablet mean? One pole, one tribulation."
Yang Feng couldn't figure out why nine swords were carved on the stone pillars and why chains were used to bind the swords on the stone pillars. These swords were not real.
It turns out that the Nine Extremes Sword is the most powerful sword in the world, and in the thousands of years of silence, it also gave birth to its other half, the Nine Tribulations Sword.
Yang Feng carefully looked at the sword queen on the stone pillar. He found that there was no sword among them that he had seen before.
"Are these swords part of the sword that cut through Daxia?"
Yang Feng recalled that the last scene he saw at the end of the fifth floor was a sword.
A sword that was so huge that it cut through the void.
A sword cut open a planet.
Seeing such a sword, how could Yang Feng not be excited.
"Hahaha! I have been waiting for thousands of years, and finally someone has come. Make a contract with me and be my sword slave. I will give you the supreme honor!"
"Human ants, do you crave power? Give me your blood essence."
"He was the one I fell in love with first."
There is a magical voice coming from every stone pillar.
At this time, no matter how stupid Yang Feng was, he realized that these swords were real spiritual swords.
Every sword opens up spiritual wisdom.
And under the blockade of the chain, Yang Feng was still able to sense the strength of the other party.
Inside these swords are evil spirits, those sword spirits that devour human essence and blood.
