This chaotic flight lasted for several days.
After passing through Chang'an, Xie Changliu's heart seemed to be opened and he had a place to vent. His swordsmanship was also getting stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A thousand miles per day is not an exaggeration.
It was as if the thousands of years of savings he had accumulated in the small world at the end of the world were now bearing fruit.
Achieve the realm of swordsmanship.
"Then what sword code is the Wu Ming Er Sword pursuing?" Xu Zimo asked.
"With the level of cultivation of the Wuming Erjian and the pursuit of the sword canon, I guess the person behind the scenes should be Emperor Zhou," Xie Changliu replied.
"The so-called Sword Code is just a fragment of a book. In fact, it is not strong in itself. It is just that it is getting stronger due to being misled by rumors.
My master doesn't want to hand it over because he knows that he can only live if the sword is with him. "
While the two were talking, the chaotic figure stopped on a ruins.
The demonic energy in Xu Zimo's hand also fell, indicating that Old Zhuo Qiu was here.
"Here we are," the two of them jumped off Chaos' back, landed on the ground, and looked forward.
An ancient ruin.
I don’t know how long ago these ruins were, and all the buildings have basically collapsed.
The only thing that can be seen are some ruins.
Moreover, these ruins have been damaged for a long time, and countless traces have been erased by the passage of time.
"What is Old Zhuoqiu doing here?" Xu Zimo thought to himself.
The two of them walked among the ruins, with uneven soil mixed with gravel beneath their feet.
After walking for five or six minutes, I finally saw the figure of old Zhuo Qiu.
He was sitting under a big tree.
This big tree is quite huge. Its branches are like a giant umbrella, covering dozens of meters in all directions.
The branches and leaves are so dense that even the sun cannot penetrate.
What's strange is that the tree has been dead for a long time.
When a tree dies, it should wither. This is a universally recognized truth among all things.
But this tree is obviously lifeless, but its leaves are greener than any other tree.
Zhuoqiu old man held three incense sticks in his hand, and there was a square incense burner in front of the tree.
He placed it in the censer and placed many sacrifices in front of it.
It seems that he is worshiping this tree, kneeling and kowtowing to it.
"Zhuo Lao, we meet again," Xu Zimo stepped forward and smiled.
Old Zhuo Qiu glanced at him but said nothing.
He just stood up and looked at the tree in front of him quietly.
Xu Zimo couldn't figure out what the other person was thinking, but it was obvious that it was not appropriate to disturb others at this time.
The three of them stood here calmly for more than ten minutes.
Gradually, Xu Zimo discovered that the tree in front of him had undergone some changes.
Flowers bloomed on the originally green leaves.
Black petals bloomed quickly from the tree and then fell down.
Along with the breeze blowing from time to time, countless black petals were spinning in the void.
These petals were so densely packed that they covered the void above their heads.
Old Zhuo Qiu slowly turned around, looked at Xu Zimo, and said with a smile: "Look, it is welcoming you."
"It?" Xu Zimo asked: "This tree?
Why don't I feel the breath of life in it. "
“When you left before, I asked you when you would come back.
You told me that when this nine-death tree blooms, it will be your return.
But I waited for centuries and centuries.
I'm tired of waiting, and I no longer hold out hope, I have accepted my fate," Old Man Zhuo Qiu seemed to be telling Xu Zimo, or to himself.
"Then you came back suddenly and without warning.
I don't know how to face you again. "
"You are talking about the previous generation of demon lords. I don't know much about him," Xu Zimo replied.
"You are Xu Zimo, but you are also a demon lord," said the old man Zhuo Qiu.
"Maybe Xu Zimo will die, but the Demon Lord will never die."
"I don't like this. First of all, you have to understand that these three words, Xu Zimo, must be above anything else.
Including the Demon Lord," Xu Zimo replied.
"I know you have an independent consciousness, but what I said is also true.
You will understand gradually," old Zhuo Qiu replied.
"What's going on with Gong Yangce?" Xu Zimo asked.
"He's just a person whose destiny has been arranged since he was born, or someone who was born specifically for you," old Zhuo Qiu replied.
"There's too much I can't say."
"I'm here because I want to ask you a few things.
I hope you can clarify my doubts," Xu Zimo said.
"I'll do my best, within the rules," Zhuo Qiu nodded.
"The first thing is, I want to fuse the Xuanyuan Sword, and I need someone who is strong in weapon refining," Xu Zimo said.
"The Dragon Girl lives in Beihai in Tuocang Domain. As far as the mortal realm is concerned, all the methods of refining weapons in the world are beyond her," said the old man Zhuo Qiu.
"Thank you," Xu Zimo nodded and said again: "The second thing is, I want to go to the place of exile in the ancient demon cave. Is there any way?"
Hearing this, old man Zhuo Qiu's eyes flashed with tranquility, and then quickly returned to normal.
He was silent for a long time and said again: "I don't know about this, and I can't possibly know.
But there is one person who must know. "
"Who?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I dare not say his name. Except for a few people in the world, no one dares to call his name," said the old man Zhuo Qiu.
"But you met him."
"Have I seen him?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
"Do you still remember Weiyang Palace in Beiluo City?" Old Zhuo Qiu asked.
After being reminded, Xu Zimo suddenly remembered.
There was a strange old man there, who seemed to have said some songs, but the two of them didn't talk much.
"He said his name was San," Xu Zimo recalled.
Old Zhuo Qiu nodded slightly, "He must know how to get through the Exile Land."
"What's wrong with calling this name?" Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
"You can shout, but others can't," Old Zhuo Qiu shook his head slightly.
"I have seen him in Weiyang Palace before. Do you know his whereabouts?" Xu Zimo asked.
"He has been in Weiyang Palace, you can go there, but I am not sure whether he will tell you the method," old Zhuo Qiu replied.
"Do you know who he is?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I have some guesses, but I'm not sure. I can't tell you. This is the rule," Zhuo Qiu said.
"Everything in the world has its own rules, which are formulated by the law of heaven. Anyone who breaks the rules will be punished by the law of heaven."
Xu Zimo thought for a while.
He looked around and asked, "Where is this?"
"The former Battle Platform of the Heavens has long been forgotten by the world," Old Man Zhuo Qiu slowly stroked the bark of the big tree in front of him.
He said softly: "This nine-death tree is resurrecting, and I seem to feel its breath of life."
Xu Zimo also felt it carefully.
The big tree that originally had no life fluctuations now actually has a faint breath of life.
