At this moment, anyone in the Five Realms could hear that there was an amazing figure number one.
It is clearly a legend that only exists in ancient books. If the key is released, it will not be seen, which makes people feel even more itchy.
"Why is the Flower Sword Saint resurrected?"
"Isn't that a person who has been dead for a long time and a long time ago? When I read the history of the sword, I only had a few words to do with this person..."
"Shou Ye knows me? Shou Ye's path is too broad!"
"The Demon Ancestor, Medicine Ancestor, and the Ancestor of Song Yin have also appeared in the Five Realms. Even if the Great Sword Saint is alive, there is nothing to be surprised about, right?"
"Is the wind and clouds gathering? My mind is buzzing. Forget it and blink it first 0.<"
"No, everyone, can the Sword Ancestor still have falsehood? What is Master Suo talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"Come on the front row bench, melon seeds, don't have spirit crystal..."
The Five Domain gave Master Shou a few words, which made him wonder.
What can be seen is not the real person, but what cannot be seen is revealed.
The more I look at this game, the more I can't understand it. It's not something that ordinary people can understand.
At the foot of Lingyu Mountain, Liu Fuyu looked a little excited. It was hanging on the portrait of the sword tower. She had visited a legendary figure since she was a child!
What a pity, I still can't see anyone after all my efforts.
Yu Zhiwen also knew what Xu Xiaoshou was talking about just now. He rubbed the black chicken's head, and his voice was surprised:
"It's the Flower Sword Saint, but why can't you see him?"
“Great.”
"Oh, there is no entity, it's just an incarnation... Then how can you see it...oh, okay, you're stronger."
"Hehe! Hehe?"
"Of course! Who doesn't want to see it? Do you have a way?"
Yu Zhiwen talked to the black chicken, and his expression moved for a while.
This is the Great Sword Saint Hua Weiyang. Not only did she want to see it, but Sister Liu also wanted to see it, and the cultivators from the Five Realms also wanted to see it.
“Great.”
The black chicken stepped on her breasts and raised her head, looked down on her eyes, and signaled to wait, and it would take action.
...
The momentum of the people is still unabated in the sky.
He had just learned about the spirit of the Demon Ancestor of the Sword Tower, and Hua Weiyang didn't know about it, which is understandable.
After all, it is impossible to protect the five domains by becoming a great way, and it is impossible to watch all the big and small things happening in the five domains throughout the day.
Let alone Hua Weiyang.
When you are in the ultimate state of Taoist plate, you will feel that you will either be exhausted or quarrel to death when you receive information like this.
After snatching Hua Weiyang with one word, I believe that with his intelligence, he will not be able to imagine anything.
As expected, Hua Weiyang stopped bowing and bowing.
The Sword Ancestor seemed to be still the Sword Ancestor. Although he was helpless when he saw this, he didn't say anything.
"Brother Weiyang, I finally came out. Instead of worshiping the Sword Ancestor, it is better to worship you in the Five Realms."
"In my opinion, there is no need for you to hide it. If you protect this life for so long, you should have to worship the people of the five realms."
Just as the words of all people finished.
Hua Weiyang's eyebrows and eyes were shocked.
Just as I was about to stop it, I saw that the guy pressed his fingers and resolutely pinched his seal - the gesture was so similar to the evil spirit!
"wait……"
Hua Weiyang was anxious and stretched his hand forward.
In the void, there was an already unfolding of the mysterious formation of the arts and Taoism, and I heard Master Shu shout softly:
"The art·reverse and reverse·forbidden!"
In the crack in the time, the purple purple pupils of the yin in the outer space were steep and trembled, and the light of resentment blew out from the eyes.
The sound of Lingyu did not stop using this, but there were dichotomies that started afterwards, and they were all together:
"There are nostalgia and the opposite technique!"
The words were certain, and everyone looked up and saw a figure in white clothes slowly condensed in the void.
He hurriedly took his hand from the black hair between his forehead, and hurriedly put it on his waist. His expression suddenly changed from distorted and evil to calm down. He raised his chin slightly, looked at nothingness, and stood proudly beside the sword sea.
As the wind and snow came, peach petals came, bringing a low sound full of magnetism and graininess to the five domains:
"I am a saint, Hua Weiyang."
Sword Saint!
This is the real swordsman!
All sword saints in this era point to the semi-saint realm of spiritual refining.
Only the nine disciples under the Sword Ancestor in the Sword God era are called the Nine Sword Saints, who deserve it and each has its own uniqueness.
"Xu Xiaoshou, I know what you are going to do, but this time I am only here for my master, and it is impossible to participate in your overall situation..." Hua Weiyang gritted his teeth and sent a message.
He didn't know where Xu Xiaoshou wanted to put him on the stove and roast him, and planned to forcefully tie him up and join the game.
"Then you're really thinking too much. I, Mr. Xu, aren't such a scheming person?"
He smiled back and stopped paying attention to Hua Weiyang. He turned around and looked at the five realms and said loudly:
"At the end of the Sword God era, the Flower Sword Saint had reached the realm of the Ancestor God. Unexpectedly, he was plotted by the Medicine Ancestor and would rather break up the jade than the tiles. Finally, he chose to destroy himself and transform the great way to protect the five realms."
"From now on, if anyone who practices the Tao in the five realms transcends the Tao, he can get the reminder of the Sword Saint, pay more attention and do not need to follow in the footsteps."
"The battle for the great way is full of profit, and the ten ancestors are invincible. They all do it for themselves. In my opinion, there are only two respectable people in the five realms."
"One, it's the Great Emperor of the Celestial People."
"The second is Hua Weiyang!"
The five domains were stunned. In the top world, there are such conspiracy and selfless protection?
Hua Weiyang was listening to it as if he was on his back.
To put it so nicely, he just didn't want to be the ancestor of medicine. How could he think so much at that time?
Later, I just thought that the great way had been transformed, and I could remind each one, but he would not interfere if he did not follow the warning.
Anyway, life and death are destined to be born, and I am just taking care of this life for my master in another way.
How could it be as great as Xu Xiaoshou said?
Hua Weiyang felt very uncomfortable, and he felt more and more that Xu Xiaoshou was praising him and forcing him to enter the game.
But on the side of his subconscious eyes, he saw that the sword ancestor looked at him not far away, and there was more praise.
“Master…”
Hua Weiyang was stunned and almost burst into tears again.
He is not a person who likes to cry. After so many years, how could he be easily moved?
However, what a person seeks in his life may not be all the great way.
Sometimes, what most people want is just a nod from their closest loved ones.
No matter how old Hua Weiyang is, in front of his master, he still feels that he is still a child who has not grown up.
Even though he has made great achievements, when he sees his master again, the first reaction in his mind:
I still want to hide my wine bag at my waist.
I still want to smell the aroma of rouge on my sleeves.
I still want to look down to see if my collar is well organized...
He grew up with his master. No matter how exquisite the magic sword technique is, he rarely gets a few words of praise - let alone such a look of praise!
"How could this be not a master?"
With just a look, Hua Weiyang was shaken.
Perhaps, Xu Xiaoshou just set himself up and praised himself, but was essentially teasing himself?
He turned his head angrily, but saw Xu Xiaoshou bowing high and bowing his waist long:
"The state of death is light and narrow gaps are created. It is because someone is carrying a burden outside the dawn."
"This worship is not to respect others, but to only respect the guardians of the five realms. The long night is peaceful. I am very grateful."
Hua Weiyang had never seen Xu Xiaoshou with such a serious expression, so he could not react for a while.
Is this a joke or a good acting for him?
He was surprised and bowed a moment, and a whisper came from his ear, only he could hear:
"You don't have to join the game, Brother Weiyang."
"Leave the rest to me."
Master is like this...
Xu Xiaoshou is like this...
Even though it was just acting, Hua Weiyang admitted that he could only give his sincere skills. He also sent a message and sighed:
"Xu Xiaoshou, I really have nothing. What do you want from me? Tell me bluntly."
It's really scary for him to do this.
However, after a word, Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slightly, pointed his hand at the mountains and waters of various parts of the five domains, and laughed softly:
"Brother Weiyang, you are wrong. You are not completely empty."
Hua Weiyang looked in the direction of his fingers.
In all parts of the five realms, whether it is the ancient sword cultivator clan in the eastern realm, the major sects of spirit refiners in the central realm, or the group of dead disciples in the southern realm...
Everyone bowed high, bowed their hands, worshiped and said sincerely and gratefully, one after another:
"Greetings to the Flower Sword Saint!"
"Thank you, the Flower Sword Saint!"
“…”
The sound waves are like rain, falling in all parts of the five realms, creating ripples between the lakes of the heart, intersecting each other, causing the world to lose its brightness.
Hua Weiyang opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.
He looked at the scene of the five realms paying homage toward him, and at this moment, he was completely lost.
Some semi-saints who were still in seclusion took the initiative to come out of seclusion, and even the Battle of Huaba could not attract them. They came out of seclusion just to bow to the distance.
An unknown practitioner in the mountains and fields put down the golden beads and saw him, got up to wipe the dust, but crawled and fell to the ground.
A mother with a girl who is only a few years old, put the girl down and worshiped herself, and asked herself to worship her:
"Mom, please feel free to touch..."
"Greetings to the Flower Sword Saint!"
"Meet the post...Mom, what do you send?"
"It doesn't matter what you're sending. Nannan kowtows first and take your father's sword."
Hua Weiyang's body is indeed just an incarnation of thought.
He could not be moved easily. When he saw his master again, he was already in a state of losing his composure. He never thought that when he looked at the scene of the Five Realms and bowed to him...
If an electric current passes through the soles of the foot and penetrates directly into the sky spirit cover.
Hua Weiyang's pores were relaxed, trembling slightly, and his scalp was slightly numb.
"Why is this..."
To him, the vast majority of people in the five realms are actually irrelevant.
He never really cared about everyone's life and death, after all, it was a passing cloud.
He witnessed the vastness of the great way and the slimness of life.
He knew that he was like a canifer, like dust, not as high as the ancestor god, nor was he said to be empty or illusory.
Standing in this world, ephemerals and dust also have their positioning, which are indispensable, but insignificant.
"Just fulfilling my duty..."
I thought about this in my heart, and Hua Weiyang was in tears for some reason.
He has a sense of recognition that he is lonely for all times, but is suddenly seen in the floating and uncertainty, and is respected again.
I didn't know what this means, but I didn't want to be confused and give up, so after I was bored and persisted, I found the meaning at this moment and suddenly realized.
It's worth it...
Hua Weiyang laughed silently.
He lowered his head, his eyelids twitched gently, and then turned his face, frowned, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Finally, he raised his head and looked at the sword ancestor.
No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!
The old man no longer looks like the picky look in his distant memory. He seems to be dying and his words are good. If a person is dead, he will be very good:
"You did it."
Hua Weiyang took a deep breath.
The old man who is generous in praise always makes people feel particularly sad because he knows that everything is over.
People cannot live in memories.
Hua Weiyang turned his head and looked at the guy beside him. After pausing for a long time, he spoke softly:
"Xu Xiaoshou, thank you."
...
"The reputation is worthy."
In the starry sky outside the country, the voice of the Demon Ancestor came from the coffin under the tower: "Humanity says that it is sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and the tongue blooms with lotus flowers. I have seen it today."
"Hehe, those who seek fame and reputation."
Yao Zu sneered and stopped commenting.
However, just Hua Weiyang was just a mere Hua Weiyang, and he was still half a step away from the realm of the gods and ancestrals.
The overall situation is like this. There are not many flowers for Weiyang, but there are not many flowers for Weiyang. So what if you tie up Xu Xiaoshou's chariot?
Accept it all as per order!
"State..."
The crow Yin was no longer able to care about Xu Xiaoshou's stolen his magic.
He always had a bad premonition. Although everything was under control, the plate was not considered a thorn in the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and he was always fiddling with some strange things.
This time, it’s “momentum”!
Under the general trend, the weather, place, and people are harmonious, and they are gradually fascinated towards the direction controlled by Xu Xiaoshou.
Is this important?
It’s not important, in front of the absolute power of the ancestor god, all of these are illusory.
The name is also illusory!
Xu Xiaoshou can use his name, and Eight Masters can also use his name.
Will it be related? The Yin of Sui threw the problem to Lingxi Shui, wanting to see what the person who knows more about Xu Xiaoshou is:
"What do you think?"
"If you can, kill Xu Xiaoshou first, then the overall situation will not be variable, and we don't have to consider his strange tricks."
The monkey smiled and it seemed that the sky was already covered with a archery and was afraid of Xu Xiaoshou's strange tricks and tricks.
"I don't think so."
"Oh? What are the great opinions of Lord Suiyin?"
"If he wants to punish him, he can punish one of the Death Demons. Even if he only hurts him slightly, what's the point of helping me with this ancestor?"
"Well, it's a wonderful method! High!"
...
"I seem to have forgotten a lot, and have been confused a lot..."
After Hua Weiyang appeared, the Sword Ancestor acted more like a real person.
He is more vivid and more ignited.
It is said that it is forgetting and confusion, but it is clearly remembering some things.
The Sword Ancestor opened his hand and the scriptures disappeared, and instead showed a brilliant object.
"The destiny of the ancestor god!"
The eight masters, the long lamps and the moon, all of them were filled with their eyes.
Even if many half-saints in the five realms have never seen them, they can get the answer from the extraordinary aura at a glance.
As soon as the destiny of the ancestor god came out, the sword ancestor stared at the object in his hand, and fell into deep thought. It took him a long time to make a sound:
"Tonight, what night?"
The tears that Hua Weiyang had just endured were immediately poured out again and stepped forward: "Old man..."
As soon as he said that, he immediately realized that this was in front of the five realms.
When the eyes blinked, tears scattered, Hua Weiyang's face was calm, and a low voice filled with magnetic properties:
"Master, you have entered the cycle of reincarnation."
The sword ancestor was like thinking.
Such bad news-like answers failed to move Him, as if He had probably had an answer when he asked.
After a while, he smiled relievedly, and the sword ancestor turned his attention to the Eight Lords:
"Since you called me, I will give you this true nature of creation."
As he said that, the ancestor god's destiny drew an arc in the sky, attracting everyone's hot eyes.
"Rob!"
Such thoughts flashed through countless people's minds.
As long as you take this thing, the ancestor god has hope, but his life is more important...
Taking the destiny of the ancestor god in the hands of the Eight Lords is tantamount to snatching food from the tiger's mouth.
“Let’s wait.”
Hua Changlan stepped forward with one step.
The buzzing sound in the void sounded, and under the feet of the sword ancestor, thousands of swords in the sea of swords swept open, and the hunting ghost suddenly disappeared.
Hua Changdeng holds the ghost hunting in his hand.
Time imitation was reset, and the fate of the ancestor god did not fall into the hands of the eight priests, and reappeared in the palm of the sword ancestor.
The audience's eyes were all aimed at this person.
Of course, Hua Changdeng was not Xu Xiaoshou, so he would not say "It's not his eight masters who call me, but our ancient sword cultivator, so I have a share in the destiny of this ancestor god."
He looked at the sword ancestor and then glanced at Hua Weiyang and said in a broken voice:
"The deceased is gone."
"The will of the Sword Ancestor, all those who practice swords should pay attention to it."
"It's just that the destiny of this ancestor god cannot fall into the hands of the eight masters, because the variables are too great."
He stared at Hua Weiyang, clearly with an old acquaintance: "You know what I'm talking about."
Of course, Hua Changlantern will not be used.
He firmly believed that even if Bazun An took it, he would not know how to use it.
But it doesn't matter whether he or she or the other two uses it. Some people behind her want to use it. Even if they use it, their height is not as high as that of the Demon Ancestor and the Medicine Ancestor. No matter what, they are also the Ancestor God.
The Sword Ancestor can give the destiny of the ancestor god.
But no matter which side you give it, the seemingly stable balance will no longer be stable.
Hua Weiyang's heart began to sigh.
Xu Xiaoshou, Xu Xiaoshou, when you turn my back on me, have you ever thought about how I can still stay out of it?
He was about to speak.
A voice came from my ears: "Brother Weiyang, since you don't want to stand out, then don't stand out. I said... I'll leave the rest to me."
Hua Weiyang was slightly stunned, his head was impartial, and he transmitted a message to Xu Xiaoshou: "What is the situation in my master?"
He felt that he had become the unknown fence-bearing tree.
On the one hand, he didn't want to believe his master's will and had something happened, but on the other hand, he knew that Xu Xiaoshou and him actually looked more like the same position.
But what Hua Changdeng said is not without reason. Who can guarantee that Ba Xu Ruozhen will not become the next medicine demon?
"What happened to the Sword Tower? You should know better than me if you can do anything about the Sword Tower."
Hua Weiyang closed his eyes deeply.
That is, the master is no longer the master, and it contains some of the will of the Demon Ancestor?
The old man's life was a life of fighting against the holy demon, but in the end...
Hua Weiyang wants to retreat.
His feet were filled with lead, and it was difficult to even disband this incarnation.
"Get relieved."
Jinren patted his shoulder, but I really don’t know why this guy looked like a different person when he saw his master.
It is clearly in the world of flowers, and it is extremely powerful.
"Brother Hua wants it?"
When the two of them chatted privately in the back, the eight priests in front of him had already smiled and glanced over: "If you think, I don't care about this ancestor god's destiny."
Hua Changdeng hunts ghosts in hand, but this time he doesn't let go, but for the fate of the ancestor god...
He shook his head and firmly will: "You also know that the destiny of this ancestor god must not fall into my hands."
Behind him is the medicine ghost Beihuai, all of whom are great enemies.
It’s okay if the ancestor god’s destiny is used by himself, but I’ll keep it for you or not, waiting to help you get the enemy?
"What should I do?"
At first sight, Jinren was in a deadlock and had to cross Hua Weiyang and step into the front battlefield. His face was helpless:
"The left is disgusted, and the right is wary."
"Refreshing, not a real man."
"Since everyone doesn't want it, I will reluctantly accept this potato with a spreading hand!"
As he said that, he looked at Jianzu and raised his eyebrows: "Old man, throw the things away from me, I'll keep them." (The end of this chapter)