The four words "Divine Sword of Heaven" have a sacred status in the hearts of any Jiuzhou person. However, because of its noble status, there are not a thousand or eight hundred people who claim to be the Divine Sword of Heaven, which is not uncommon in the Jiuzhou era.

"Tsk, where is the fake guy from?" Zhao Chenlu quickly showed an extremely unhappy expression. Her face that was so stunning was covered with a layer of creepy frost. "The more critical the moment he survives, the more he likes to disrupt the situation... However, old man, on this occasion, he solemnly brought out the news. If you are not old and confused, you have seen some important evidence, right?"

"Well, when I first received this news, I thought it was someone who impersonated me. The motivation was actually easy to understand. In despair, using the name of a legendary hero to boost morale is also a common means of motivation. However, if you act under the name of others, there will inevitably be ambiguity between the lines, otherwise it will be counterproductive if you are exposed." The sect leader said, "However, there is an unquestionable confidence between the plain text, as if you are not afraid of being exposed. This is already very abnormal. He also called on all those who receive the news to contact them as soon as possible, as if they were inviting people to verify the authenticity."

Zhao Chenlu sneered.

"You say this more like a scam. The most clever trick is always published in front of everyone in a panic, and you can't wait to invite others to verify the authenticity, because as long as you can deceive people in this link, everyone will believe in their lies."

The sect leader pondered for a while and agreed with Zhao Chenlu's point of view.

"Your inference is not unreasonable, so please verify this ciphertext."

"Sig text?"

"I can't recognize the text attached to the last paragraph of plain text, and I always feel that the amount of information is unusually large."

Afterwards, the sect leader copied a strangely distorted piece of text he received to Zhao Chenlu.

Zhao Chenlu only glanced at her and her whole body froze like petrification. After a while, she swallowed and transferred the text to Wang Jiu.

"Dear, come and have a look."

Wang Jiu just glanced at it and said in surprise: "Isn't this Jianyu?"

"Yes, you dislike the inefficiency of Jiuzhou Common Language and is not enough to carry the profound sword theory, so you are an original language. Until the end of the war, no one could fully understand this language..."

Wang Jiu nodded: "The last in-class test was conducted, only you and Concubine Shang Lan got 61 points in passing."

Zhao Chenlu hesitated for a moment and said, "I am not afraid of you knowing now. I tried to copy Concubine Shang Lan's answer sheet to pass that exam."

"I've known it a long time ago."

"...You knew it long ago? I, my cheating method should be very clever."

"But that exam was actually divided into Paper A and Paper B."

"There is such a design!?" Zhao Chenlu was shocked, "No, since I have been divided into A and B, why can I still get the passing score? The answers I copied should be wrong!"

"Because the answer sheet that Concubine Shang Lan copied for you was deliberately forged and written by her incorrectly."

"...What a perfect bitch! I think it's better to let her die under the third demon general!"

Zhao Chenlu gritted her teeth while being even more shocked by the sword text.

Jianwen is a writing created by Wang Jiu. From beginning to end, he can fully understand the essence of it. Even if he is a genius like Shang Lanfei, it is impossible to understand the full picture of Jianwen.

The sword text attached to the plain text is undoubtedly the most exquisite part of the entire text system. Zhao Chenlu could only barely understand the first character at the beginning, and then he could not read it carefully.

The sword is a weapon, and the words carrying the supreme sword principles also have strong destructive power. To compulsory understanding of the sword text is like grasping the sword edge with naked hands.

"So...what the hell is talking about?"

Wang Jiu said: "It was my message to myself. Come to me as soon as possible when you see this passage."

"What does this mean?" Zhao Chenlu frowned, "This dense sword text only writes this sentence?"

The reason why sword text is difficult to understand is that in addition to the lethality it contains, the most important point is that the density of information it carries is too strong. If a simple character is parsed into a common word, it may be as long as ten thousand words. The more characters, more changes will occur between each other and the complexity will increase rapidly. The passage of text transferred by the sect leader is enough to expand into a large library.

"Most of the content is to prevent barriers to others' understanding," Wang Jiu explained. "This is a redundant cipher text, which is actually to ensure that the recipient's identity is unique. In short, this is a cipher text written to me."

"Written for you..." Zhao Chenlu was even more surprised, "Who wrote for you?"

"..." Wang Jiu was surprisingly silent for a while before answering, "Of course it's me myself. It's okay to be able to use the sword text so skillfully. In this secret text, there are several brand new sword talismans that I only realized in the decisive battle with the Demon Emperor. No one else should know about it."

Wang Jiu's words made the atmosphere in the venue extremely strange.

Zhao Chenlu's voice seemed a little dry: "Dear, can you explain it clearly?"

Wang Jiu did not respond immediately because his attention was completely attracted by this short cipher text. This was not only the identity authentication of the sender, but also a strong conversation invitation.

The sender talked to him at the invitation of the party who received the letter and gave him an "opportunity" to talk.

It is both an opportunity and a miracle, because the sender is undoubtedly located outside the endless and distant chaotic void. At such a distance, any information transmission will take a long time, and the so-called "dialogue" is difficult to achieve. However, in the cipher text, the other party comes with a special "frequency band". As long as the soul is immersed in this frequency band, it can form a time-delay-free instant call with the other party.

This instant call technology that spans the chaos void is an imaginary magic method that is perfect even in the Jiuzhou era. Therefore, the invitation to this conversation seems to be showing off that its power has surpassed the Jiuzhou era.

Or, this is a unique dialogue that can only be formed by unique parties in the entire chaos world...

Thinking of this, Wang Jiu remembered to respond to Zhao Chenlu's question.

"The person who sent the message is the sword world of the God of Heaven."

"Ah?" Zhao Chenlu was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss, "What sword world?"

"It's the sword world that I thought had been wiped out by the Demon Emperor."

"Can that thing be personalized and independent?!"

"Of course, the world of the Great Thousand is transformed into one, which is the essence of the existence of the external divine sword. The original body of the divine sword is just the carrier of the sword world, and the sword spirit is one of the manifestations of personalization. These three are inseparable from the high and low, and there is no relationship between one plus one and one greater than one. Instead, they can transform and perfectly exist independently, just like I can rebuild the sword world. If the sword world was not destroyed at the time, but was broken up and fell into the chaotic void, then they also have the opportunity to obtain the carrier and personalization."

"...and, there is such a thing?" Zhao Chenlu was about to have a disintegration of her views, "In other words, there is more than one dear!?"

As he spoke, Zhao Chenlu's eyes were emitting light.

The sect leader next to him was also stunned when he heard this: "That is to say, your competitive relationship with Concubine Shang Lan will no longer exist?"

"Just, even if my dear divides it into 1,000 and 10,000, I am the only one!" Zhao Chenlu was not polite, "Don't even think about possessing any Concubine Shang Lan!"

Wang Jiuze ignored Zhao Chenlu's exclusive declaration, but immersed his mind in the frequency band specified by the other party.

Almost instantly, he heard an extremely familiar voice.

"Long time no see, I knew you were still alive."

That was unique, the voice of the Divine Sword of Heaven.

Wang Jiu was silent for a moment. When he heard this voice, the inference of the revival of the sword world was immediately confirmed.

Then, he pondered the whole story and couldn't help but sighed in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to be still there."

"Oh? I didn't expect it? Did you lose your memory?"

The voice opposite seemed extremely surprised.

Wang Jiu was silent for a moment and said, "That's right, I can't remember most of the decisive battle with the Demon Emperor."

"No wonder, otherwise how could you forget me, or us?" the other party smiled and said, "Tell me your story. I always feel that your development is more unexpected. After so long, you seem to be weaker than before."

Wang Jiu was also very calm: "I have been sleeping for thousands of years and have just woken up for more than a year."

"Sleeping for thousands of years?! How could such a thing happen..." The surprise on the other side came more, "By the way, after all, you are the body and have suffered the most damage, but you should also receive the most feedback from the land of Jiuzhou. By the way, what happened to Zhongzhou later? Why do I feel that your breath is particularly weak?"

Wang Jiu also did not hide it and simply revealed the history of the ice age and dark age that the fragments of Zhongzhou mainland experienced.

"So that's it, I've taken such a big detour. No wonder you're so weak... But in this way, the situation is not very good." The voice from the opposite side said with a wry smile, "I thought you would be the strongest among us, so I was full of confidence when I posted this war letter, but now it seems a bit troublesome."

"The opponent is too strong?"

"No, it's not the opponent's problem... This time it's just a few self-righteous demons who are causing trouble. Concubine Shang Lan was so lucky that she woke up on a weak continent, so she was so anxious. In fact, it wouldn't be too difficult to quell the demon riot with our strength. After all, we can win once, we can win the second time."

He paused and said to the other side: "The problem now is, what should we do?"
Chapter completed!