Ye Qiu was suddenly shocked when he heard the sloppy old man's words.
Headmaster of Shushan?
Alone and invincible?
He couldn't help but think of the spiritual tablets he had seen at the Sword Tomb before, the seven masters of Shushan. Six of them had their names written on them, but the first one was blank.
"Could it be that this senior Dugu is the first head coach of Shushan?"
Ye Qiu was startled by this idea.
If Dugu Wudi is really the first headmaster of Shushan, doesn't it mean that Dugu Wudi has lived for thousands of years?
Dugu Wudi looked up at the Shushan Forbidden Land, two rays of light shot out from his empty eyes, as if he had remembered something.
"That night, the waning moon was like a hook."
"That night, Shushan became a river of blood."
"That night, everyone died, died..."
As Dugu Wudi spoke, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"It's my fault. It was me who harmed Shushan. It was me who harmed them. Wuwuwu..."
Dugu Wudi suddenly knelt on the ground and cried softly.
Suddenly, the dark wind roared and the sand flew and rocks flew.
Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren were frightened and felt that the end of the world was coming.
"The saint is sad, the world and the earth are sad. It seems that this senior Dugu is very likely to be a saint."
When Master Changmei said this, confusion appeared on his face: "Strange, how can a strong saint stay in the secular world?"
after awhile.
Dugu Wudi stood up from the ground with a sudden movement, and then pulled out the stone sword inserted in the Tianling Cap.
In an instant, he seemed to have changed into a different person, like a sword from the sky being unsheathed, his whole person was full of life, and his breath was like a dragon.
Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren were standing not far away. They felt a huge pressure, unable to move, and their bones were rattling, as if they would be wiped out at any time.
"Senior..." Ye Qiu called out.
Soon, this pressure disappeared.
Dugu Wudi put away his aura and turned to look at Ye Qiu. His eyes were sometimes empty and lifeless, and sometimes they became clear and changeable.
Master Changmei said uneasily: "Little bastard, the situation of senior seems not to be stable yet, let's leave here quickly!"
"Don't worry, I... won't hurt you." Dugu Wudi said.
"Senior, have you recovered?" Ye Qiu said in surprise.
Dugu Wudi looked at the stone sword in his hand and said: "I used it to seal two souls and six souls, and one soul and one soul were lost somewhere. Some things have been remembered, and some things have not been remembered yet."
Ye Qiu hurriedly asked: "Senior, what happened to Shushan back then, and why did it perish overnight?"
There was endless sorrow on Dugu Wudi's face, and he whispered: "Back then, Shushan was filled with strong men and was extremely glorious. However, because of me, all this is gone."
"All the Shushan disciples are dead."
"They... all seem to have died in my hands."
ah!
Ye Qiu and Master Changmei were surprised. Shushan disciple died in the hands of Dugu Wudi?
As the first head coach of Shushan, why did Dugu Wudi kill his own disciples?
This doesn’t make sense!
"Senior, what happened back then?" Ye Qiu asked.
"I don't remember, I think I killed them and buried them... No, they are not dead!"
"They can still survive."
Dugu Wudi's eyes were filled with divine light, he looked at Ye Qiu and said, "You can save them, you can save Shushan!"
I?
Ye Qiu's face was filled with astonishment: "Senior, are you mistaken? My cultivation level is low, how can I possibly save someone who is already dead?"
"No, you will definitely be able to save them." Dugu Wudi said with a firm tone, "Because you can defy the Nine Needles."
"Linglong once said that if you practice the Nine Heaven-defying Needles to the extreme, you can bring people back to life."
"Linglong also said that those who master the Nine Heaven-defying Needles are born with destiny and will aspire to become immortals in the future."
Ye Qiu became even more confused and asked: "Senior, who is Linglong?"
Dugu Wudi said: "Linglong is my daughter and a saint from Shushan. Something seems to have happened to her."
"Something happened to my daughter...I want to save her, I want to save her..."
"Ah...my head hurts..."
Dugu Wudi suddenly became crazy again, and kept slapping his head with his hands. Every time he slapped his hand, the sound was loud, like a sledgehammer hitting his head.
"I remembered that Linglong fell into eternal sleep after using a secret technique in order to make Shushan disciples immortal."
"Only you can revive her."
Dugu Wudi looked at Ye Qiu: "When you aspire to become immortals, you must let my daughter wake up."
Ye Qiu and Master Changmei exchanged a look, and both of them thought of the ten thousand-year-old ice marrow coffin in the Sword Tomb. Could it be that the woman sleeping in the coffin was Dugu Invincible's daughter, the Linglong Saint?
"Daughter, daughter, ah——"
Dugu Wudi raised his right arm, and immediately, a thousand-year ice coffin fell from the sky and landed in front of Dugu Wudi.
"Daughter, I'm sorry, I hurt you, I hurt you..."
Dugu Wudi lay on the ice coffin, howling in pain, like a lone eagle crying sadly.
"Daughter, I saw the person you were talking about. He knows nine needles against the sky. Our Shushan can be saved, hahaha..."
Dugu Wudi would cry sometimes and laugh sometimes, and his mood was very unstable.
after a long time.
Lonely and invincible finally calmed down.
He waved his hand, and the purple and green swords appeared in front of him.
"These two swords were once magical weapons that I personally forged for Linglong. I didn't expect that after so many years, they have lost their former edge."
After Dugu Wudi finished speaking, he stretched out his finger.
"Chi!"
The purple and green swords suddenly released a sword light that was ten thousand feet long, and shot straight into the sky, as if they were about to cut through the sky.
Dugu Wudi swept his long sleeves, and in an instant, the purple and green swords landed lightly on the ice coffin, accompanying its owner.
Master Changmei quietly winked at Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu understood, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Senior, is the Shushan Dragon Vein still there?"
"Dragon Vein?" A look of memory appeared on Dugu Wudi's face, and he said, "He is no longer here, he was eaten by me."
"In order to become a saint, I swallowed 990 dragon veins, including the dragon veins from Shushan."
Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren were shocked. Is Dugu Wudi really a saint and a strong man?
Master Changmei couldn't help but ask: "Senior, as far as I know, the secular world is suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth. Immortal cultivators above the realm of kings cannot stay here. You are a strong saint, why can you stay here?
"
Dugu Wudi said: "Because I am a saint!"
Master Changmei rolled his eyes and complained in his mind, "Pretending to be guilty."
Dugu Wudi added: "The way of heaven does not know everything, and sometimes it can be deceived."
Ye Qiu couldn't help but think of the Heaven-avoiding Pill given to him by Ziyang Tianzun. Couldn't it be used to avoid heavenly catastrophe?
Dugu Wudi handed the stone sword in his hand to Ye Qiu and said, "Your cultivation level is too low now. I give this to you, maybe it will be helpful to you."
"I'm going to find my lost soul."
"See you in the world of cultivation tomorrow!"
After Dugu Wudi finished speaking, he raised the ten thousand year ice coffin with one hand and stepped into the air.
