The place Su Lin pointed to was exactly where Old Man Jian lived in seclusion.
That inconspicuous crypt is constantly emitting blue light full of psychedelic colors. This blue light is not a color that people can usually see and imagine, but it has a power that makes people feel refreshed and calm from the inside.
It is the light of spiritual veins, the embodiment of the power of heaven and earth, the main source of vitality between heaven and earth, and the source of power that countless monks strive for.
Seeing this blue light, the monks who originally wanted to leave all stopped and stared at it blankly, unable to take a step.
Zhu Huai was even worse. She stared at the blue light, her eyes blurred, as if she was drunk or just waking up from a deep sleep, and her whole person fell into a dazed state.
Spiritual veins are the fundamental opportunity for almost all plant monsters to transcend the ordinary world. When they see its light, they will feel the throbbing from the depths of their souls, making them intoxicated by it.
Su Lin is one of the very few who has trained his mind to be as calm as an ancient well and will no longer be moved by external objects. Therefore, he was not intoxicated and just stared at the charming blue light with appreciative eyes.
Affected by the power of the spiritual vein, the long-dried tree began to slowly regain its vitality, exuding a misty purple energy. The purple energy gradually transformed into a pavilion. In the pavilion, a beautiful woman in gorgeous palace clothes was playing the piano and singing.
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As she sang, the big tree slowly rose up, and underneath the big tree, the deep cave gradually unfolded its true appearance.
There are many rumors among the monks about this crypt in the imperial palace of the Great Chu Kingdom.
Some people say that there is an astonishing amount of wealth stored in this crypt, which can be used to save the country from danger when necessary; some people say that this crypt hides the reason for the unparalleled power of Xiong Da, the founding emperor of the Chu Kingdom. If
Its secrets can be unlocked, and ordinary people can transform into the blood descendants of mythical beasts; some people say that there is a magic weapon buried in the crypt that can suppress the fate of a country. As long as they get it, anyone can create a sect of cultivating immortals...
Various legends are more bizarre than the last, but only a few people know that the things hidden in this crypt are actually very ordinary.
It is actually a room, a room built with spiritual veins, where an extraordinary swordsman can live in seclusion.
There is a small courtyard in front of the house, and a few elixirs are planted in the small courtyard. Both quantity and quality are very ordinary, because to the swordsman, these are just flowers and plants in his family.
The swordsman in this crypt has indeed saved the country from danger more than once; if his true biography is obtained, ordinary people can indeed gain extraordinary power; his existence does play a role in suppressing the fate of the country.
However, all of these have gradually lost their meaning as the swordsman grows old.
In the past few decades, the old man has been unable to even leave the crypt. He can only seal himself in the black ice and has lost the power to protect the country. Well, it was true before. But the crypt
The soil above disappeared as the big tree rose, and when the entire cave was completely exposed, a bright red light rose into the sky.
This light is filled with incomparable determination and courage, like the most valiant warrior, who will never waver no matter what kind of danger he faces, and can even hold up the sky with one hand and turn the tide from falling. This is martial arts, breaking through
Thousands of armies, spanning thousands of miles
, the luck of the brave! This martial luck is beyond imagination. The moment it emerges, the earth rings, the sky shakes, the waves temporarily calm, the storms temporarily stop, even the churning luck
All the dragons stopped.
Everything is quiet at this moment, only the bright red light echoes the cold blue light not far away. The two fortunes are distinct, but full of a strange sense of harmony. They seem to be resonating with each other. That's not it.
Luck is resonating, but it is the owner of the luck who is resonating. Two people with great luck who are about to reach the end of their lives will think about the same thing at the end of their lives.
nation!
After a while, the echo of cultural and military fortunes made the dragon of luck in the sky excited. It swam happily, and its figure was no longer as blurry as before, but appeared extremely clear, so clear that even the figures on the ground were
Everyone can see it clearly.
"Dragon! It's a divine dragon!"
"Dragon...is it here to protect our country of Chu?"
"Sure enough, our national fortune in Dachu has not declined yet! Have you seen it! Even the dragon has come to protect us!"
As the Dragon of Luck rolled, endless courage surged into the hearts of the coastal defense officers and soldiers who had been frightened to the point of weakness by the raging waves set off by the sea monsters. A powerful force that came from nowhere filled them.
body - at this moment, at least ten warriors loyal to the Great Chu Kingdom broke through the limits of the acquired realm and entered Taoism through martial arts.
Ten people broke through the innate realm together, causing the situation to change suddenly. The howling wind was like the roar of a beast, roaring wildly at the waves; the flying clouds turned into sharp blades, shooting from the sky towards the waves, slashing many people who were baring their teeth and claws.
The sea monster was cut into pieces, and the sea monster several times and dozens of times discolored.
On the distant sea, the faces of the demon kings who had been watching the battlefield changed.
"What's going on?" Jin Xiazi frowned, her eyes shining brightly, "This Dongchu country should be just a mortal country, how could there be such a powerful guardian!"
Among the five fortunes, heavenly fortune can suppress the country and bring good weather; fortune can protect the people and benefit the country; holy fortune can educate the people and prosper all industries; cultural fortune can be passed down through the ages and be passed down endlessly; martial fortune can break the formation and kill the enemy.
, protect the home and the country.
Facing a menacing enemy, it makes no difference whether the enemy is a mortal or a monster.
Fight and leave, kill and leave!
Once that majestic military fortune appeared, not only the strength of the officers and soldiers was rapidly increased, but also the monks were affected.
Many monks who had originally planned to escape saw this bright red light, and their hearts arose with passionate courage. They looked back at the raging waves, and their eyes were no longer hesitant and fearful, but were filled with endless fighting spirit.
What's even more incredible is that endless power also surges out of their bodies, making them feel as if they have been reborn. At this moment, many people feel that they are omnipotent at this moment, no matter what kind of enemy they are in front of.
, can completely crush it!
"Ha! What kind of power is this!" Senior Brother Lao Junguan clenched his fists excitedly, "It's amazing! Is this the feeling of luck? I never thought that I could have such a day!"
On his body, the whistling Gang Qi has become like a substance, and it has dispersed into the shape of countless blades - this is the special spell "Ten Thousand Blade Jue" he has been practicing. Once mastered, the Gang Qi can be turned into thousands of blades.
, these blades can gather and disperse randomly. When scattered, they can sweep through thousands of troops, and when gathered together, they can crush the enemy into pieces. This is one of the most powerful tricks passed down by Laojun Guan from generation to generation.
According to his cultivation level, originally the Ten Thousand Blades Jue was not even as small as Chengdu, but now with the blessing of martial arts emanating from the old man Jian, his Ten Thousand Blades Jue suddenly leaped to the realm of Dacheng. Even compared to those of the Ning Yuan Patriarchs,
They are no different.
"No wonder junior brother, you have always been obsessed with seizing luck! Luck is indeed a good thing!" Compared to the excitement of senior brother, Zhu Quan was much calmer. He did not get carried away because of the sudden increase in strength, and there was not even a trace of blemish on his face.
With joy, there was only stern vigilance in his eyes as he looked at the bright red beam of light. He did want power, but what he wanted was power that he could control; he did want to seize luck, but what he wanted to seize was only one
Your own luck!
The luck they have now is just the aftermath of the sword old man; the reason why this martial luck was given to them is to let them fight and fight for the Eastern Chu Kingdom. Zhu Quan disdains such luck.
!Luck or strength, they are all tools for the pursuit of immortality and transcendence. In order to obtain these tools, you have to pay the price with your own life. Isn't this not to sacrifice the good for the last!
Zhu Quan has always regarded himself as a wise man, and a wise man will never be fooled by the interests in front of him. He does not mind working hard at critical moments, but the price of working hard is to be able to actually grab the benefits in his own hands, not
Like now, it's just that some benefits are given by others and may be taken away at any time.
So he sneered and patted his elder brother's heart gently with his palm. At the same time, he poured his energy into his words and spoke in a low voice but like a roar.
"Calm down!"
The elder brother was so shocked that it was like a bucket of cold water was poured on his head. The heat immediately dissipated a lot. Zhu Quan then told him this truth, and his last bit of enthusiasm was completely dispelled.
Nothing left.
"Damn old dog! He's almost dying and he's still hurting people!" The enthusiasm disappeared, and anger surged into his heart. The senior brother looked at the piece of black ice rising from the crypt fiercely, and his eyes almost burst out.
Huo Lai said, "I'm going to kill him right now!"
Zhu Quan had no choice but to hold him back again, and the two of them hurriedly retreated to the ground to avoid being seen by Old Jian. Although the old guy was about to die, he was not dead after all. Judging from his luck, he might have used something at this moment.
Special means have been used to re-activate one's power to its peak state - the old swordsman in this state is not something that two mere refining monks can mess with!
Anyway... this old guy must have taken action to deal with the group of sea monsters. Even if he has the ability to reach the sky and the earth, he will still have to go through a lot of troubles to face the countless sea monsters that cannot be killed. He might kill them all.
When he became a sea monster, he finally exhausted his last strength and really died.
If that's the case... Zhu Quan looked at the red light of martial arts that became more vigorous with the appearance of Xuan Bing, and greed arose in his eyes.
"Compared to literary fortune, I really like martial arts more!"
It turns out that Wu Jie and others who were fighting fiercely on the sea in Changning City also received the blessing of martial arts. Their strength all surged in an instant, and several of them even wanted to break through the bottleneck.
Zhu Wen Wudi's wounds all over his body healed in the blink of an eye. Patterns resembling the heads of four ferocious beasts appeared on his shoulders, front and back. He waved his fist and killed all the ten sea monsters in front of him with just one punch.
He smashed it into pieces, and then looked at his fist in surprise.
"Huh? A certain family seems to have made a breakthrough! This is the power of true energy!"
His eyes were a little confused, and he obviously didn't understand why he had muddleheadedly stepped from the Refining Gang realm to the Condensing Yuan realm. However, this confusion only lasted for less than a tenth of a breath, and was replaced by ecstasy and fighting spirit.
"Never mind it! Kill him first and then talk!"
He laughed wildly and rushed out, with the shadow of the ferocious beast appearing behind him. His whole body was like a cannonball, blasting out all the way, directly blasting at least a hundred sea monsters into pieces.
"It's so happy! It's so happy! This is the power of true essence! I never thought that a certain family would be able to condense the true essence!"
The same situation has happened to many people. For example, Lin Ye's sword light split into two in an instant, killing two Lian Gang Kraken who were fighting equally with him; Qin Jing's fist hit one
The sea monster's turtle shell not only beat the guy to pieces with the turtle shell, but the aftermath even penetrated its body and shocked the snake spirit behind it to death...
Wu Jie was no exception. At this moment, he felt a strong fighting spirit rising in his heart. This fighting spirit was like a flame, burning his whole body from the inside out. It seemed that it had completely turned into a blazing flame.
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Originally, with his strong luck, Old Man Jian's martial luck could not affect him. But at this moment, his luck has been temporarily suppressed by the brutal killing, so martial luck has played its due role.
At the moment when his martial arts luck increased, his control over flames broke through the original limits and reached a higher level.
"kill!"
Wu Jie roared and grabbed it out of the air with his right hand. The dark red natal long sword emerged. As he waved it, all the flames in a large area around him were absorbed, condensing into a giant long sword over thirty feet.
He slashed hard at the countless and inexhaustible army of sea monsters in front of him.
Wherever this sword struck, no matter what race or cultivation level the sea monster was, they could not resist it. They could not even utter a scream. They were cut into two pieces and then burned to ashes. "Huh, turned into ashes."
A part of the flame actually makes the flame burn more fiercely.
At this moment, Wu Jie felt an inexplicable realization in his heart.
You can win! Although there are many sea monsters in front of you, you can win!
He laughed, his whole body burst into flames, and in an instant he turned into a fire giant nearly ten feet tall. He wielded a huge long knife that was almost three times his height and started killing without mercy.
No matter how many sea monsters there are in front of us! Just like Sun Wukong said in Journey to the West, run over and kill a group, run over and kill a group, run over again, run over... the world will soon be clean.
Although this seems to be suspected of excessive killing, these sea monsters are just living a good life, rushing to the human world and shouting to kill, they are asking for their own destruction, who can blame them!
This is like the American soldiers on earth who are living a happy life in the world. However, if they have to go and cause harm to Iraq, they deserve to die!
Wu Jie was going on a killing spree here, and while he was killing with great pleasure, a strange throbbing suddenly arose in his heart.
Over there in Changning City... something seems to be happening!
Almost at the same moment, everyone who was blessed by martial arts felt this strange throbbing.
Countless eyes were cast on Changning City, looking over the mountains and waves at the piece of black ice that had floated into the air.
This piece of black ice was floating in the red martial arts light pillar, and was reflected brightly, even reflecting the figure of the old man inside.
"Senior Ji?! Why did he come out! Didn't Fellow Daoist Xiao say that he was exhausted and would die immediately once he left the crypt?" Wu Jie was shocked and didn't understand why Senior Ji suddenly sought death.
But when he saw the huge wave that was almost within reach of Changning City, he understood immediately.
It's not that Senior Ji wants to die, but that things have reached the most critical juncture and there is no choice!
But... Senior Yiji is so weak now, even if he comes out, what's the use?
Wu Jie remembered the last time he visited Senior Ji. The old man who once made him look up at the mountain had aged terribly. There were many cracks in his body, and it seemed that he would collapse at any time and turn into countless fragments. And
His momentum had dropped to the extreme, as if he would collapse if blown by the wind.
With a body like this, what can it do?
In Wu Jie's confused eyes, Old Man Ji's words came out from Xuan Bing
"I am Ji, the person who has protected this country for three hundred years. Over the past three hundred years, I have wielded the sword in my hand and killed countless monsters and monsters, and have always protected the tranquility of the country."
His voice was deep and low, without much power, but it had a charm that pointed directly at people's hearts. People's hearts seemed to be stirred by these words, and they were involuntarily shocked.
"Now that I am old, I no longer have enough strength to wield the sword. But the country still needs me, and I still want to draw the sword again to fight the last battle for this country."
"Residents of Changning City and people of the Great Chu State, please lend me a little of your strength so that this useless old man like me can draw my sword again!"
Following his words, the lights lit by thousands of households in Changning city suddenly glowed brightly, and countless rays of light gradually rose up and converged on him from all directions.
The black ice exploded to pieces in an instant, and the old man's body inside was completely shattered. But countless rays of light had gathered, condensing into a young man wearing green and white robes, and wielding long and short swords.
The figure of this young man was very blurry, but his eyes were full of brilliance, with endless fighting spirit and determination. Just looking at his face, one could not help but be filled with the courage to fight. He did not rush to draw his sword, but walked towards
Sky prayer.
"Humanity is supreme. I swore to protect the Kingdom of Chu in the past, and today my merits will be fulfilled. But now the country is in trouble, and the people are in trouble. I am willing to use the merits accumulated over three hundred years and a ray of residual soul in exchange for a moment of time to wield the sword again.
Go into battle!"
Deafening thunder sounded in the void, and his figure became clear in an instant.
The rejuvenated Senior Ji smiled, and then he drew his sword.
It was a rusty long sword, but as he drew the sword, the rust on the long sword quickly disappeared, turning into a clear and bright sword light like a stream of autumn water. He raised the sword and aimed it
I caught the waves just a stone’s throw away from Changning City.
"This sword is named Sun Yitian!"
After saying that, he slashed down with one sword.
