Three mountains and five mountains, heaven and earth, nine states, each place has its own scenery. Taiyuan walks around the world with his sword, stopping and going, without purpose or concern, just walking along the way.
He watched the sunrise and sunset on the top of Mount Tai in Dongyue, and on Mount Huashan in Xiyue, overlooking the vast snowy country. He also went boating on the lake in the south of the Yangtze River. He once went to Kunlun in the Western Regions, and even further to the Tibetan Plateau, where he discussed scriptures and Dharma with eminent monks of Tantric Buddhism.
I have also seen the scenery of desert grasslands.
Walking alone in the vast world, my mind is closer to nature and the road than ever before, watching the four seasons of heaven and earth, and watching the wonders of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
The once best master in the world, the Sword God Taiyuan, started from a certain day and completely disappeared from the eyes of the people in the world. There was no trace of him. Even the Quanzhen Sect did not know his whereabouts.
This journey lasts for ten years.
These ten long years were a relaxing and comfortable time, and it was the ten years when Taiyuan merged into all living beings and became part of the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers. Even later, he himself forgot about the time and years, and concentrated on understanding the nature of the world, and wanted to take the final step.
, break the barrier between heaven and man, and achieve the realm of the supreme master.
It's just that ten years have passed. Although his mind has become more transparent and his spiritual soul is pure and vast, the most critical realm of heaven and man is still a fog. He has obviously felt the mystery of that realm, but it is
You can't really step into it.
However, after ten years of vicissitudes of life, Taiyuan's state of mind has become as calm as water and as indifferent as Tao. He does not take pleasure in things or feel sad about himself. Even if his cultivation has not reached a breakthrough for a long time, it has not shaken his state of mind.
Stepping into the Central Plains from outside the customs, common people were killed, Mongolian and Yuan cavalry roamed everywhere, and cruel killings could be seen everywhere. Life became like grass at this moment, and even many villages and towns were in ruins and desolate.
After seeing this scene too many times, Taiyuan's eyes seemed to have endless mysterious light flowing, a layer of misty gray air lingered, and the deathly silence was deep and terrifying.
"The fate is there and the heaven and earth are unkind. It seems that the situation in Mongolia is set."
Some thoughts were rolling silently deep in his heart. Although he had never really broken through the last step in his travels in the world over the years, his understanding of the heaven and earth became more and more clear. He could tell the autumn by looking at a leaf. He had already seen how Mongolian luck was at this time.
Fire invades all directions and has an invincible spirit.
However, none of this could shake his state of mind. He was like an outsider, dressed in a green Taoist robe, stepping lightly, seemingly slow, but he was gone in the blink of an eye, without even a trace of wind.
While walking, suddenly there was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and the ground roared and trembled, like thunder rolling in the sky. Not long after, a black cloud spread over, and it was a group of Mongolian cavalry.
These Mongolian cavalry all have superb riding skills, strong bodies, and a cruel light in their eyes. Just by looking at their temperament, you can tell that they are all fierce soldiers who have killed countless people.
A group of cavalrymen came with scimitars in their hands, shouting and yelling, and they were indescribably arrogant and proud.
Soon, these cavalrymen saw Taiyuan's figure.
"Haha, it's a Han dog, kill him!"
A leading knight roared, and the knights around him came to kill with swords, and the fierce evil spirit roared out.
Chi chi chi, a snowflake-like sword light swept over layer by layer. Although these Mongolian cavalry were not martial arts masters, each one of them was a ruthless character who came out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Their swords were ruthless and poisonous.
The knives were all aimed at Taiyuan's vital parts.
Dozens of Mongolian knights rode towards them with great momentum and a sense of oppression as if thousands of horses were galloping.
If you are an ordinary martial arts person, facing the attack of the elite Mongolian cavalry, I am afraid that your martial arts skills will not be able to use half of it. Even if you can kill some Mongolian cavalry in the end, you will not be able to escape the fate of being killed by the sword.
It's just that the situation is different at this moment. These Mongolian cavalry are facing Taiyuan, who was once the best master in the world and has been dormant for ten years to realize the great master of heaven and earth.
Taiyuan's eyes moved slightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath. In the blink of an eye, he had the sword in his hand, and he drew the sword so fast that it was unimaginable.
Poof, a gray sword energy flashed in the air, and then there was a rain of blood on the official road. Broken arms were everywhere, and short screams suddenly stopped.
Looking again, the Mongolian cavalry that charged towards Taiyuan had turned into dozens of mutilated corpses.
Terrible, terrifying, like a devil!
This short scene made the only remaining cavalry leader frightened, and his face turned pale without any blood.
The scene just now was really too scary. With just one sword strike, dozens of elite cavalrymen under his command were all wiped out, and no one survived.
Moreover, each one of them died in a horrific manner, with their bodies mutilated and mutilated. A large area of blood filled the ground, and the pungent smell of blood hit their faces.
"Devil, devil!"
The cavalry leader suddenly screamed, whipped his horse whip with a snap, turned his horse's head, and was about to escape.
"Want to run?"
Taiyuan murmured softly, and stepped forward like a fleeting image. In the blink of an eye, he was dozens of feet away. Then he jumped in the air and jumped on the horseback of the cavalry. With a sword light, a big head appeared.
flew out.
It's a long story, but actually from the time Taiyuan met this group of Mongolian cavalry to the time he killed the last one, it only took less than ten breaths.
The speed of the killing, the sharpness of the sword, and the ferocity of the killing method almost made people despair.
Death sword!
What Taiyuan used just now was the terrifying sword technique that he realized after comprehending the changes in the world and the disillusionment of life and death over the years, the Death Sword!
The death sword also has only one sword, and it contains the terrifying death sword intention. With one sword, all things are separated and life is annihilated. It is the most terrifying killing sword.
When the gray sword energy comes out, it brings only despair and death.
These Mongolian cavalry definitely died in more than one wave under the Taiyuan sword. Along the way, although he did not deliberately look for trouble with the Mongolian soldiers, all the small groups of soldiers and horses he encountered were destroyed by him.
Under the sword, there is no life.
The scene just now was just a small episode on the journey to Taiyuan, and it did not make his mood fluctuate in the slightest.
Ten years later, Taiyuan has not broken through the realm of heaven and man, but the depth of the realm and the terrifying sword intent have reached an unpredictable level. Taishang's ruthless sword intent has been condensed to an unfathomable realm.
, One sword can save lives, one sword can kill, and the etheric heart can control life and death. Such a state is already a legend in the martial arts world.
A few days later, Taiyuan looked from a distance and saw Zhongnan Mountain in sight.
"It's been ten years and I'm finally back."
In Taiyuan's life, the place where he first appeared was Zhongnan Mountain, and he also spent a long time in Zhongnan Mountain, so coming to Zhongnan made him feel somewhat familiar.
The sky was getting a little dark, and Zhongnan Mountain seemed to be hidden in many shadows. As Taiyuan continued to approach, the light of lights gradually became faintly visible.
As soon as he arrived at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Taiyuan's expression moved slightly. The sound of shouting and fighting could be heard from time to time on the mountain that was supposed to be silent, making it particularly noisy.
"Did something really happen?"
His face turned slightly cold, and the wind blew under Taiyuan's feet, like a flash of blue light, which flashed a few feet away, and soon he was on the mountain road.
Not long after walking, Taiyuan saw the direction of the Chongyang Palace not far away. The lights were bright and the noise became more and more chaotic.
He didn't care about many things. He didn't take the main road and only walked in straight lines. Whether it was steep cliffs or dark valleys, he was left behind. He took a shortcut and soon reached the Chongyang Palace.
The Quanzhen Sect occupies a vast area on Zhongnan Mountain, with palaces in groups. At this time, in front of the Chongyang Palace, on a broad mountainside flatland, there is a large group of people holding weapons and fighting in a gleaming cold light.
At a glance, he knew that the field was divided into two parties. On one side, they were all dressed in Taoist robes, holding long swords, and using Quanzhen martial arts, while on the other side, there were many people, wearing different clothes, and some
Some were bare-handed, some were holding knives and swords, and some were holding meteor hammers, Emei thorns, Bagua sticks and other strange weapons of various shapes. It was really a mess.
"Someone actually attacked Chongyang Palace? Is this true?"
An idea suddenly came to Taiyuan's mind, but he didn't think much about it. At this time, it seemed that the situation of the Quanzhen Sect was not optimistic. Most of the disciples who were fighting had poor kungfu, poor swordsmanship, and almost no fighting experience. Compared with those with strange appearances,
For people in the martial arts world, it is still far behind. If these disciples had not formed Tiangang Beidou Sword Formations, they would have suffered heavy losses in a short time.
Seeing this situation, Taiyuan didn't waste any time and immediately jumped into the arena.
Tonight, the Chongyang Palace is quite lively. Some time ago, there were rumors in the world that in the ancient tomb behind the Chongyang Palace, there is a woman who looks like a fairy. It is her birthday and she is preparing to compete in a contest to attract a bride. If she can finally succeed, not only
You can bring back a beautiful woman, and you can also get countless treasures in the ancient tomb, as well as the top martial arts secret books in the martial arts world. As soon as this news came out, it attracted the interest of some people in the world, and there were also people in the world.
Secretly planning and organizing, they finally raided Chongyang Palace tonight.
There were probably no more than three or four hundred people in the martial arts community who went up to Zhongnan Mountain to kill them. Under the planning of some thoughtful people, they went all the way to Chongyang Palace. Although the Quanzhen Sect was prepared, they were caught off guard.
It is not weak at all. Although the Quanzhen Sect is known as the largest sect in the world, it only took a few decades for the sect to be established. Although there are many disciples in the sect, there are really not many masters who can take advantage of it. When the fierce battle begins, Quanzhen
The many disciples who teach can only rely on the Tiangang Beidou Formation to support themselves. As time goes by, the consequences may be disastrous.
But those evil sects who attacked the Chongyang Palace were extremely excited at the moment, thinking that after breaking through the Chongyang Palace, many martial arts books, gold and silver belongings of the Quanzhen Sect would fall into their own hands.
Under such temptation, those people became more and more motivated to kill, which made many disciples of the Quanzhen Sect miserable.
Just when the situation was in danger, under the dim light, a cyan shadow suddenly rushed in. The next moment, a cold light flashed frequently. Wherever the sword light passed, there were broken arms, heads rolling, and a strong bloody smell suddenly erupted.
When they came out, more than a dozen people died on the spot in the blink of an eye.