That is, after he came back, no one saw him. They were all doing their own things, and no one even looked at him again. This was completely different from before.
In the past, when he came back, maids and the like would greet him soon and ask him to go back to rest. The disciples would greet him warmly and respectfully when they saw him. But now, no one noticed him, just like just now.
Just like the one, everyone ignored his existence...
And now Feng Xiu has become like that person, being ignored by everyone. This feeling makes Feng Qiu feel a little strange, and he can't explain what is going on.
But not far in front of him, the man was walking faster and faster. He was heading towards the deepest part of Taichu Jiange. Although the other man was walking very fast, Feng Xiu was still free after all.
It is actually not too difficult for a strong man in the realm to keep up, so Feng Xiu soon followed Pang Jian in front of him and reached the deepest part of the Taichu sword pavilion...
Although this is the secret place of the entire Taichu Jiange, for Pang Jian, it is as if he is familiar with the road, as if he has returned to his own home. Of course, this is his home, or it used to be his home.
He just wanted to regain what he had lost.
In the deepest part of the Taichu Sword Pavilion, there is a secret space connected to the Taichu Sword Pavilion. There is a lonely throne in the space, and behind the throne are the shadows of countless swords.
Countless sword shadows flashed continuously, even worshiping the throne, as if after sitting on this throne, the whole person would transform into a god of swordsmanship, with incomparable dignity and glory.
At this moment, Pang Jian, who was at the front, almost without thinking, stepped forward and sat on the throne. This was originally his thing, and he had built it with his own hands.
Just after Pang Jian sat on it, countless sword shadows began to tremble continuously and seemed to scream with excitement. They finally welcomed their true master.
In Feng Xiu's shocked eyes, the countless sword shadows in front of him turned directly into a sea of swords. The countless sword shadows reflected each other and kept stirring, so that his entire body was enveloped by countless sword energy.
For a moment, he didn't even dare to move, because almost every sword shadow that flashed in front of him had the ability to severely damage or even kill him, and there were almost countless such sword shadows here.
If these countless sword shadows are really allowed to come out in full force, I am afraid that even the masters in the Dominion realm will be severely damaged. Could it be that... this is the real trump card of their Taichu sword pavilion?
Feng Xiu couldn't understand. Of course, he didn't need to understand. But at this time, further away, when Pang Jian was sitting on the throne, Wei Zong in the sky on the other side suddenly sensed something. His eyes
He turned slightly, and then looked directly in the direction of Taichu Jiange. The next moment... his brows wrinkled slightly. In fact, just now, he felt a strange aura, which was very similar to his own.
Like, now this strange aura has appeared in Taichu Jiange.
Wei Zong's reaction was naturally very quick. He naturally thought of the memory about the previous life that was separated from him. It is very likely that the part of him that was separated has now returned to Taichu Jiange. It is normal to think about it.
, after all, this separated part symbolizes the personality of Pang Jian, the sword master of Taichu in his previous life.
As Pang Jian, what he wants to do most is definitely to take back the Taichu sword pavilion that originally belonged to him. Although he originally gave up the Taichu sword pavilion with his own hands, it was also part of his plan, but now that he is back,
Of course, we have to take it back, and we cannot let Taichu Jiange remain occupied by the doves and fall into the hands of others.
At this time, since he had sensed the existence of another part of himself, Wei Zong was slightly stunned for a moment...
He was wondering whether he should just go there and take back that part of himself, but after thinking about it, he suddenly stopped, as if he was hesitating about something...
At this point, he is thinking more. He now wants to know what will happen if things continue to develop.
The reason why Wei Zong hesitated was because he saw that the line of cause and effect on his body had become extremely thick, and it happened to spread to the Taichu sword pavilion over there. In other words, his line of cause and effect had grown from the very beginning.
It's bound to Taichu Jiange, or... it's bound to another person in Taichu Jiange.
In other words, everything will eventually fall on the other self. Therefore, after thinking about this scene, Wei Zong is not in a hurry to go directly and take the other self back into the body, because now that the other self is separated, he
Before he completely fulfilled his wish, he probably wasn't willing to merge with himself, but now.
Wei Zong just wanted to see what the other party was going to do.
At this time, when Wei Zong was in hesitation, Pang Jian on the other side was sitting on the throne, his face slowly calmed down, and when he returned to his place, his heart was indeed rising.
It caused a stir, but after all, he was the Taichu Sword Master who once dominated the world, so this trace of Poland was quickly suppressed by him.
But now, Pang Jian thought for a while, and then he looked at his palm. The next moment, countless sword shadows behind him suddenly converged towards his palm, like hundreds of rivers finally reaching the sea, countless sword shadows suddenly came towards his palm.
The sword shadows finally converged on his hand, forming a black and red sword of destruction.
When this sword first appeared, it carried an extremely strong aura of death, as if it had just been fished out of hell.
When he saw this sword, Feng Xiu in front of him almost felt a huge fear in his heart, as if just by looking at this sword, his whole body would be drained by this sword.
, he felt as if his soul had been trapped in hell, experiencing countless tortures...
It took almost a moment for Feng Xiu to come back to his senses from the previous state. Then the next moment, he felt that he was sweating profusely and his whole body was soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water. No one was there.
He knew that just by looking at each other like this, he had been severely punished in his spiritual realm. All of this made him unforgettable.