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Chapter 1134 Holding the sword for you for a thousand years

 The Brahma Demon Great Sage has left the mortal realm, and Xu Zimo feels that Xuan Xie and others must not have lied to him about this matter.

He put away the Xuanyuan Sword and walked around the abyss left by Baihua Valley with Zhang Bei and the others.

No more abnormalities were found.

It can be said that Fairy Wanhua and Baihua Valley have indeed left.

"Brother Xu, if you have nothing to do, you can come and sit with me at the Brahma Sect in the Western Regions," Xuan Xie invited with a smile.

"Let us also fulfill our friendship as landlords."

"I won't go, I have some personal matters," Xu Zimo said.

"If you want to repay me, help me find Haotian Sect and Zhenwu Sheng Sect."

"Brother Xu, don't worry. If there is any news, we will definitely inform you," all three of them nodded.

The four of them walked together and walked toward the outside of the small world at the end of the world.

Xu Zimo wanted to see Miss Jing.

The guess in his mind finally came true, and there was a huge creature secretly watching his every move.

I even want to drag him into this game.

The only pity is that I didn’t see the Great Sage Brahma Demon during this trip.

However, he can also understand that the Brahma Demon Great Sage will not let the mortal realm constrain him.

When you reach this level of existence, you pay more attention to your own way, rather than being a great hero or savior.

Some people practice the way to save the world.

Some people practice the solitary path.

The Tao encompasses all things, the vastness of the world, the incomparable infinity, the seven emotions and six desires, and the final conclusion of life and death are all contained in it.

Before leaving the small world, Xu Zimo met the Sword God Xie Changliu again.

His black hair turned into white hair in an instant.

The white hair is like silk, floating in the sky like flying snow.

His eyes were neither happy nor sad, he just carefully held the woman in his arms and walked under the sky.

"Where are you going to take her?" Xu Zimo stepped forward and asked.

"She told me before that she wanted to travel around the nine regions with me, and I am going to take her to see it," Xie Changliu replied calmly.

"Aren't you going to save her?" Xu Zimo asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Changliu's sword intent suddenly surged.

Staring at Xu Zimo, his voice paused and he asked: "Can...can I be saved?"

"Others can't, but I can," Xu Zimo replied.

He has the tree of life, which can not only extend a person's life span.

It will bear a fruit every thousand years.

This fruit can reshape the body and even condense the soul.

Of course, the premise is that this person's soul has not yet reached the Nether Realm.

As one of the nine realms, the Netherworld is the destination of all living beings in the nine realms.

The end of the souls of all the dead.

Once the soul goes here, it is sentenced to death and has no choice but to reincarnate.

"Please save her," Xie Changliu knelt down to Xu Zimo without any hesitation.

He is the God of Swords, and his swordsmanship should have been indomitable and unyielding, killing everything with the sword in his hand.

It's a pity that Kendo was destined to sink because of a woman.

"What's your relationship with her?" Xu Zimo asked.

"She is my wife," Xie Changliu replied.

"Ten years ago, she chased a green demon rose and strayed into the Valley of Flowers.

In the end, he was controlled by Fairy Wanhua and became her spokesperson in the mortal realm.

When I arrived, I could no longer stop her, so I stayed in this small world to protect her."

"Ten years ago, I'm afraid her soul had already entered the Netherworld," Xu Zimo said.

"I can temporarily preserve her body and lock her Yang soul. As long as the Yin soul comes out of the Netherworld, she can be resurrected."

"Netherworld Realm," Xie Changliu murmured in a low voice, then looked at Xu Zimo, nodded and said solemnly.

"please."

Xu Zimo waved his right hand, and a leaf of life fell down.

Leaves cover the woman's heart.

It turned into a rich life energy that filled the woman's body and flowed through all the meridians and veins in her body.

After several weeks, the woman's face gradually became rosy.

Xu Zimo stretched out his hand to grab it again, and the fruit of life fell from the tree of life. The fruit of life was all green.

Just like a beating heart.

The life force of "bang bang bang" sounded.

Between his hands, the power of yin and yang entangled and passed, the two yin and yang powers separated, and the eyes of reincarnation opened between his eyebrows.

The light of reincarnation shines on the woman.

Tracing the origin through reincarnation, Xu Zimo forcibly found the woman's Yang soul scattered between heaven and earth.

The marks in his hand kept flying out, and he forcibly drove the Yang soul into the woman's body.

The woman coughed violently several times, but fell unconscious again instantly, her expression quiet.

The yin and yang energy turned into two long straight lines, wrapping around the woman's body.

"Okay, Yang Soul can be forcibly locked within three thousand years," Xu Zimo said.

"But after three thousand years, once the power of the Life Fruit is exhausted, there will be no more life left."

Xie Changliu bowed deeply to Xu Zimo.

He picked up the woman's body and waved his right hand, opening up his little world.

At his level, he has already been able to create a small world. If he becomes emperor in the future, the small world can also be turned into a source of truth.

The woman was put into the small world by Xie Changliu.

Xu Zimo turned around and was about to leave. The reason why he saved the woman was because he admired Xie Changliu.

It's been a long time since I met someone with such pure swordsmanship.

It's a pity that it was still destroyed by a woman.

It's just that in this kind of thing, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure, and others can't judge.

Most powerful people actually don't want to be involved with their descendants.


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