Chapter 125: Breaking the catastrophe, the long sword is born
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The Hunyuan Qi Sword collided with the Tribulation Thunder and Silver Lightning, and time and space seemed to freeze at this moment.
A steady stream of energy from the beginning of heaven and earth was poured into it, and as Su Qinian's spiritual body grasped the void and continued to guide it, it was unknown how many times more powerful than before.
Despite this, compared with the second calamity thunder and lightning that descended at this moment, it was still insufficient.
In this moment, the Hunyuan Qi Sword surged again and reached four feet in length. The Chaos Sword was blazing and sharp, as if it was about to cut through the sky.
Boom!
Just a moment later, the four-foot Hunyuan Qi Saber shattered again, and the thunder and silver lightning that was originally as thick as the mouth of a bowl shrunk to the thickness of a thumb, and with a pop, it pierced the entire chest of the one-inch spirit body.
His whole body was shaken violently, and his mental consciousness began to blur. The one-inch divine body that was originally pale silver now had fine cracks. The cracks gradually spread throughout the entire divine body, as if the next moment it would completely collapse and dissipate into nothingness.
Su Qinian coughed up blood, and what he spit out was a kind of silvery, almost transparent blood. The aura that originally belonged to the spirit body was weakened to the extreme. His sense of the void in all directions penetrated the illusion and revealed the source of his magical power.
There are also signs of fading.
Really, I can’t hold it any longer!
His spirit was sluggish. If Su Qinian hadn't been strong-willed and refused to die, his spiritual body would have collapsed immediately. But now, he couldn't withstand the third thunderbolt no matter what.
Now, Su Qinian finally understands why it is so rare in the martial arts of the Han dynasty to reach the tenth level of the top foundation building skill. Such a disaster, for a martial arts practitioner who has not yet established the foundation, is basically ten deaths.
No life.
Su Qinian was unwilling to give in. Life and death were not important to him. What was important was that he still had parents who had not yet fulfilled their filial piety and were locked up in the depths of the prison, and his brother was suffering. He was sent to a bitter cold place on the border of the North Sea, and there was no news.
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The reason why he set up the Taoism and gave up his life is to find out many demons and monsters, obey the fate and give up his life, suppress the evil and promote the good.
It is not for the sake of cultivating one's moral character, managing one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world, nor for inheriting the unique knowledge of the saints, but for the sake of having a clear conscience, killing all evil spirits, and proving the justice of heaven.
This is the Tao established by the God of Pregnancy. He does not obey the gods in the heavens, does not worship the saints in the world, does not seek to benefit the common people, but only seeks to have a clear body and smooth thoughts.
The calamity clouds rolled, the silver lightning penetrated the sky, the sound of thunder shook the soul, the third calamity thunder and lightning began to brew, the waves gradually stopped, and the originally violent boundless sea actually calmed down under this oppressive atmosphere, and even
Calm.
The spirit and body are about to collapse, but Su Qinian's obsession becomes stronger the more he is on the line between life and death, and his will is restrained, just to stay in this world for one more moment.
Feeling the destructive energy above the nine heavens, Su Qinian even trembled and opened his arms, embracing the void, trying his best to catch it. He wanted to use the seventh knife to kill him again.
Boom! Boom!
Tiny traces of the original energy of heaven and earth gathered together, and several cracks collapsed on Su Qinian's body, and the wounds began to fade and return to nothingness.
Wutianzhu Mountain, Golden Summit Taihe Palace.
A thin, hunched old man sat cross-legged on the futon and snored. He suddenly opened his eyes and yawned, with a look of surprise in his eyes. But soon, a faint smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.
Smile.
"As always, as always..."
The old man murmured, then his eyelids twitched, his head tilted, and he fell into a deep sleep.
A place where souls leave and merge into heaven.
On Su Qinian's body, cracks collapsed and the silver light collapsed. His whole body was fading, as if he would disappear from this world forever and return to nothingness.
The Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth gathered together and formed a Hunyuan Qi Sword, but it was only a few feet long.
An inch of the divine body began to glow between the eyebrows. Su Qinian didn't care at all. At this moment, all his spiritual will fell on this sword. Even if the mantis's arm was like a chariot, even if the earthworm shook the tree, he would never sit still and wait for death.
"Stop one's life in obedience to heaven, give up human life, give up one's own life, die and then live, and understand the righteousness of yin and yang."
At this moment, Su Qinian regained his enlightenment, and understood the true meaning of resting his life more deeply. The sharp edge of the Hunyuan Qi Sword became more and more condensed. Although the whole Qi Sword was only four feet long, it gradually became solid, as if it really existed in the world.
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boom!
After a moment, the third tribulation thunder and lightning finally descended.
The calamity clouds rolled, and in the center, silver lightning tore through layers of black clouds, like a silver dragon breaking free from its shackles and swooping down towards Su Qinian.
Silver lightning as thick as a human waist was like a dragon, and the vacuum created a stormy sea. This energy was so strong that as soon as it arrived, the four-foot Hunyuan Qi Saber that Su Qinian had barely condensed, no matter how condensed it was, was shattered inch by inch, and even the energy was gone.
Can not bear.
The foot of Wudang Mountain.
In the pavilion next to the Jiejian Stone, two drowsy young Taoist priests were on duty and were suddenly startled when they heard the faint sound of swords.
The two people jumped up and saw that behind the Jie Jian Stone, the rusty long sword about four feet long began to tremble. The mottled rust on the sword began to peel off after countless years of precipitation, and it appeared.
It comes out as dark and warm as ink jade, with a simple and unpretentious blade.
This is……
The two of them looked at each other and were both shocked. This unknown long sword had been standing behind the Jiejian Stone for a very long time. It is unclear when it even appeared. There is no clear record in Wudang historical records, but even if
It is the top soul figure in all the peaks and veins in the past. Someone has tried to pull it out, but they have not been able to pull it out. Why is there such a change happening today?
Clang!
Immediately, before the two of them could react, the long sword rose from the ground and floated in the air. An unspeakable energy spread and swept through the entire Wudang Mountain in an instant.
Buzz!
In an instant, in the entire Wudang Mountains, many disciples, deacons, protectors, elders, and even the master of a peak and lineage, Master Yuanshen, all began to tremble with their weapons, as if they sensed something. This trembling sound was not surrender, but instead
There was a faint smell of anger.
Um?
In an instant, the gazes of many top soul figures gathered together, penetrating the long distance, and landed at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
That's it!
Many Yuanshen Daoist people are shocked and confused. This knife is really weird. They have known about it for a long time, and some people have even tried it. It cannot be destroyed or pulled out. How come it suddenly appeared today is somewhat intriguing.
Tsk!
Abruptly, after seeing the sword stone, the nameless long sword slashed into the air, and a dark hole was torn open in the void like a piece of silk. Then, with a flash of light, the sword sank into it and disappeared.
What!
The pupils of the real gods contracted. Almost no one could clearly see the trajectory of the knife just now. It was too fast, and the void was cut open without any obstruction. At this time, no sharp energy could be caught, and it seemed as if it disappeared in Wudang.
In the mountains.
The top of the Purple Gold Guanghua Tower.
Jin Guangzhen frowned, and he had an inexplicable premonition. He turned his eyes and landed on the top of Qingyang Peak.
At this moment, half an hour will pass in a blink of an eye.
Master Qingzhu sighed, looking at the still breathless figure of the young man. He left his soul and melted into the sky, and did not return for more than half an hour. Throughout the ages, few people could return to the world for more than half an hour. There may be records in some martial arts unofficial histories, but
There is no evidence, so it has always been considered nonsense.
A place where souls leave and merge into heaven.
Su Qinian's spirit body collapsed, and the third calamity thunder had not yet come, but his energy fell, and no matter how condensed his spirit and will were, he could no longer restrain the trend of collapse.
His vision began to blur, but only the last obsession persisted. Su Qinian's eyebrows shone. He opened his eyes wide, wanting to watch the calamity thunder fall, and end two lives under this heavenly calamity.
laugh!
Without any warning, Su Qinian suddenly felt something on a whim, and saw the void above his head tearing apart, and a long sword like black jade descending. The Xuanwu body surrounded the four-foot-long blade, and there was a feeling of blood connection.
Even though the rust on the blade had peeled off, the aura of vicissitudes of time was so familiar. Su Qinian could tell at a glance that it was clearly the nameless long sword that had been silent for many years behind the Wudang Jie Jie Stone.
Rumble!
The clouds of calamity rolled, and the moment the nameless sword appeared, it seemed that he was furious.
However, before Jie Yun made the slightest move, the nameless long sword trembled, and a ray of energy came out. What kind of ray of energy was it? In an instant, Su Qinian seemed to see the passage of time, countless figures, demons and ghosts.
Flashing before our eyes, it was a long, wide and inexplicable river, rushing and flowing, neither up nor down, nor east nor west nor south nor north, and no one knew where it was going.
Accompanying this wisp of energy was a sharp energy that made the entire void tremble. In an instant, together with the falling third tribulation thunder and silver lightning, and even the ink-colored tribulation clouds that gathered all over the sky, they all appeared silently.
It split into two and collapsed in an instant.
Su Qinian was stunned. At the moment when the thunder and lightning collapsed, his mind became clearer. Then, the shattered silver lightning turned into light rain and fell down.
So comfortable!
As soon as he came into contact with the light rain, Su Qinian couldn't help but take a breath. The collapsed spirit body suddenly stopped and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few breaths, the body of the spirit that was about to collapse returned to its original state. Su Qinian stood in the rain of silver lightning and felt the various changes in the body of the spirit. After being broken and re-established, the body of the spirit was no longer as transparent as before, but had a kind of
The solid feeling gradually became translucent, and the light silver brilliance on the body became a bit richer.
Looking at the world in front of me again, the layers of emptiness became vaguely clearer. Although it was still hazy like looking at flowers in the mist, my grasp of the emptiness in all directions was clearly deeper.
When the last drop of silver lightning rain was absorbed by the spirit body, almost in a thought, the long sword like ink hanging in the sky shrank to half an inch in length and fell into the hands of the spirit body.
An idea of great success suddenly emerged in his spirit. Su Qinian stared at the long sword in his hand, which was as black as ink. He tried to activate it, and found that the spirit body was trembling, and there were signs of mental depression for a moment. (Please vote for me, everyone.
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