Chapter 341 The world respects the sword fairy, but there is a way of longevity
There are thousands of swordsmen in the world, but only Li Muyang is worthy of the name "Sword Immortal".
The other masters of swordsmanship who are famous all over the world are modest about themselves as "sword masters" and dare not share the same name as the swordsman.
Li Muyang has been standing at the foot of Ziyun Mountain for some time. Reshaping the sword's heart and climbing the sacred bridge must be a process.
Millions of spiritual swords clanked, and the sword energy spread across thousands of miles, shocking all living beings in the world.
Swish——
A purple gold sword came from the southwest and cut through the void, leaving a long sword mark. The faces of many monks around him changed slightly and they exclaimed: "The sword of Lord Xiyan Sword!"
A middle-aged man in a purple gown came with a purple gold sword and landed on the ground.
The visitor is the top master of the main line of Xijiang, Qin Pingyan, a master of swordsmanship at the pinnacle of Mahayana.
Looking up at the sky full of spiritual swords, he vaguely felt the supreme sword power in the void. Qin Pingyan's eyes revealed a bit of shock, and then he looked at the sword immortal standing in front of him. He stood in awe and leaned down to salute.
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Hearing that the Sword Immortal was about to ascend the path again, Qin Pingyan put aside all matters and crossed countless seas of stars just to witness. As soon as he arrived in Dizhou, he felt that his sword was a little unstable. The closer he got to Ziyun Mountain, the more serious the situation became.
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Suddenly, the purple gold sword unsheathed itself, came at a speed undetectable by the naked eye, and became part of the sword sea.
"Even the Sword Lord's sword must be worshiped. No one in the world can match the power of Chang Geng Sword Immortal."
Everyone was amazed and this scene was deeply engraved in their minds.
"How much power is needed to extend the sword sea for millions of miles!"
Even the great monks who stand at the pinnacle of swordsmanship can't help but feel ashamed. They look at the back of Chang Geng Sword Immortal as if they are looking up at an unscalable mountain.
"I was lucky enough to witness the battle at Ziyun Mountain thousands of years ago, and now I can witness it again. I am really lucky in life!"
An old man located 30 million miles north of Ziyun Mountain was chatting with a group of juniors, stroking his beard, his eyes full of awe for the Sword Immortal.
"In this era, he is the pinnacle of swordsmanship."
Another strong swordsman appeared, and his sword flew into the sea of clouds uncontrollably.
As time went by, many old men appeared near Ziyun Mountain. If you pick one out at random, he would be a towering figure in his respective territory.
"In this world, he is the only one who dares to argue with heaven and earth."
No living thing in the world is qualified to have wine and discuss swords with Chang Geng Sword Immortal. His swordsmanship is superior to that of the world, but it has not reached the other side.
Among the crowd, an inconspicuous man in black appeared.
It is Chen Qingyuan.
After running all the way, I finally arrived.
Standing in the distance, looking at the back of the Sword Immortal, Chen Qingyuan subconsciously clenched his hands and murmured: "I hope the Sword Immortal can survive this disaster."
With a casual glance, Chen Qingyuan could see the important figures who had appeared at the Baimai Feast, and he was slightly nervous.
Many young monsters from the imperial state came with their elders to witness the supreme grace of the Sword Immortal with their own eyes.
Chang Geng Sword Immortal seemed to be petrified and stood still.
He didn't move, and no one dared to make too much noise, let alone come up to talk to him.
In this territory, the sound of sword chants echoes continuously, and there is not a cloud or mist for countless miles.
This lasted for several months, and finally the Sword Immortal took action.
I saw him slowly raising his right hand and tapping his index finger lightly.
"Buzz——"
From the loess beneath your feet, golden lotuses sprouted.
In just a short moment, tens of thousands of golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and an auspicious cloud suddenly appeared above the nine heavens, with three thousand streams of light hanging down on the cloth.
After the baptism of the rays of light, the sword fairy's lame injury healed in a few breaths. The tattered cloth he was wearing turned into a blue brocade robe. His messy hair danced softly, and the wrinkles on his face were reduced a bit.
His pupils are as black as the abyss, and he is not angry but has authority.
"Zheng!"
The black broken sword beside him suddenly rose up, and the sword light surged straight into the sky.
Tick-tock——
A ray of white light flashed, and the sword fairy cut his index finger, and a few drops of blood seeped out and fell on the broken sword.
Immediately afterwards, the broken sword was reassembled, with a total length of three feet.
The name of the sword - Guiyang.
Strange patterns are engraved on the blade of the sword, which is completely black and contains the power of the blazing sun.
At this moment, Chang Geng Sword Immortal finally woke up in the true sense.
His cultivation is still at the peak of Mahayana, and he has not yet climbed onto the Divine Bridge. However, his sword power is enough to crush countless strong men in the world. With a glance, all the heroes present were frightened.
"Meet the Sword Immortal!"
The leading sword masters all bowed in unison.
"Sword Immortal!"
Afterwards, shouts of respect came from all directions, echoed between heaven and earth, and lingered for a long time.
Among the crowd, Chen Qingyuan saw the true face of the Sword Immortal, as if he was looking at a giant sword that pierced through the sky and the earth. He was extraordinary and mighty, like a god. Although he stood on the ground, he gave people the impression that he dared to compete with the sky.
Feel.
"You want to fight again, are you really not afraid?"
An old man with white hair, sitting on a green cow, came from a distance.
Most people didn't recognize the old man and looked sideways with doubt in their eyes.
"The pessimistic old immortal!"
A few old guys recognized it, and their words contained a bit of surprise and fear.
The ancestor of the top sect in the imperial state has lived for nearly 30,000 years and is so powerful that he can be regarded as the first in the world.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
The sword immortal stood with his hands behind his back, looked at each other with the old man sitting on the back of the green bull, and said calmly.
The two are old acquaintances, neither enemies nor friends.
"You are still young, and you still have ten thousand years to live. If you climb a mountain and fight against the sky, you will escape death."
The old man Qingniu's voice was hoarse.
"Fight against the sky and die without regrets."
The swordsman raised his eyes and looked at the sky. There was no trace of nervousness on his face, and he chuckled.
"Well said, it's not like us who are greedy for life and afraid of death."
When I was young, I was not afraid of anything. I was not afraid of wearing shoes when I was barefoot, and I worked hard at every turn. Now that I have too many things, I have lost that passion.
"Everyone in the world is destined to die, and no one can escape this disaster. Even if you use various methods, the most you can do is live for a few more years. If you live in a dark corner, it is better to face the matter of life and death with magnanimity and try your best to leave no trace of life behind.
Pity."
As early as ten thousand years ago, Chang Geng Sword Immortal was not afraid of death and dared to draw his sword towards the sky.
Now, it is the same.
"Everyone understands the truth, but when it comes to making a real choice, they are still timid and afraid to live under the sun. They just want to live a few more days."
The old man Qing Niu rarely shows up and hides in the dark to survive.
The reason he appears now is because he has exhausted all methods and can no longer extend his life. Therefore, he decided to come in person to see the prosperity of this world before his death and to witness this battle that will surely go down in history.
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"You are approaching your end."
The sword fairy saw that the physical condition of the old man Qingniu was very bad.
"yes!"
The old man let out a long sigh.
"On the great road, is there a way to live forever?"
Then, the old man looked up at the sky, with a hint of longing in his cloudy eyes, and said in a trembling voice.
Ask heaven and earth to see if there is a way to eternal life.