"I didn't expect that little senior brother Xiangtian would also come out of seclusion!"
"Little senior brother's sword power is becoming more and more terrifying."
"It goes without saying that the strongest talent in Sword Tomb, one of the top ten Qingcang ranks, little senior brother Xiangtian will achieve the position of Qingcang Sword Immortal in the future."
There are not many disciples in Jianzhong. Counting Ling Tian and Jun Mo Wu, there are only about thirty or so people.
At this time, the immortal traces appeared, and everyone had already gathered in front of the Sword Tomb.
This ancient tomb is rumored to be the place where the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal is buried.
It's just that the sword intent in it is so fierce that even with the sword master's cultivation level, it's hard to reach Baizhang. He has never seen the immortal's remains.
At this time, on a hundred-foot-long sacred monument in front of the tomb, there were countless sword marks blooming with mysterious brilliance, filled with endless Taoist charm.
"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."
Long Yuan Sword Master turned his head and glanced at Ling Tian and Jun Mo Wu, "This sword stele, according to my guess, was carved by the sword immortal before his death. The scriptures on it are complex and mysterious. They are not my Qingcang characters. They should be written by the immortal."
Domain or ancient scriptures, but...even if you don't understand the scriptures, you can still observe the sword intention practice in it, and even if you understand a ray, it will be a blessing to your practice."
"It was actually left by the Sword Immortal."
Jun Mo Wuyu gently covered his mouth with his hand, and when he turned his head again, he saw Ling Tian frowning slightly, as if he was deep in thought.
"Junior Brother Lingtian?"
"Huh? Senior sister, what did you say?"
Ling Tian looked solemn and looked at Jun Mowu blankly.
"It's nothing, junior brother, you can't understand the scriptures on the tablet, right?"
Jun Mowu raised his eyebrows lightly, but Ling Tian shook his head and sat cross-legged on the spot without saying another word.
At this time, he could feel the terrifying scorching heat coming from the Ancient Zhuxian Sword.
It's as if the scriptures in this stele are somehow inexplicably related to the sword.
Suddenly, Ling Tian seemed to have thought of something.
It is rumored that this ancient sword once killed an immortal and was involved in the cause and effect of the immortal.
It's just that these rumors are mostly exaggerated and not groundless.
Is it possible that this ancient sword of killing immortals is really infected with immortal blood, and has been warmed by the blood of this sword immortal for tens of thousands of years?
So, who was it that killed the immortal with a mortal body?
"Buzz!!"
Along with a buzzing sound, a drop of golden blood suddenly appeared in Ling Tian's soul sea.
Immediately afterwards, an ancient and vast aura began to resurrect from the blood.
In just a few moments, that drop of blood transformed into thousands of divine images.
It's as if the era is repeating itself, and eight hundred million years of eternity have passed by in a hurry.
At the end of that era, there was a fairy figure in white, holding an ancient sword and looking up to the sky.
"boom!!"
The ancient tomb monument suddenly shimmered with golden light.
Such momentum directly caused thousands of miles of thunderclouds to surge in the sky, and violent winds suddenly rose.
There is a thunder dragon demon hiding in the darkness, sticking out its feet from time to time, shocking people's hearts.
The whole sword tomb fell into the night.
Except for the ancient talismans that wandered around like living beings among the ancient tablets, there was no trace of light between heaven and earth.
Long Yuan Sword Master's expression was slightly condensed, and he turned to look at the disciples behind him, only to find that except for Xiang Tian, Ling Tian, Jun Mo Wu and Wu Nian, the other disciples had already widened their eyes, obviously fascinated by the scene in front of them.
Shocked.
"Is it possible that some of the four of them have understood the scriptures in this stele?"
Long Yuan Sword Master's eyes trembled slightly, and instead of feeling any excitement in his heart, he felt an inexplicable fear.
This is not the first time that strange phenomena have appeared in this ancient monument.
But neither he nor Xiang Tian had understood the ancient characters.
In other words, the one who can bring such a god to descend from the sky is probably Ling Tian or Jun Mo Wu.
Both of these two people have demonic intentions in their sword hearts. Once they receive the inheritance of the Sword Immortal, Qing Cang still doesn't know whether it will be calamity or destiny.
However, all laws in heaven and earth follow cause and effect.
Now that he has accepted Ling Tian and the others as his disciples, he doesn't want to be the one who stands in their way.
Perhaps, this troubled world should have been a period of bloodshed and rebellion against the gods.
All spirits in the world have their own destiny.
A single thought causes three thousand causes and effects, and there is no way to determine it on your own.
"Why."
Sword Master Long Yuan sighed softly, his figure that was originally tall and straight turned out to be inexplicably rickety.
At this time, he discovered that his originally flawless sword heart was actually tied to the inheritance of this sect.
"Buzz."
At this time, Ling Tian's soul consciousness had already been captured by that drop of golden blood.
He seemed to see a young man, who started from a humble beginning, and proved himself to the great path with the supreme sword posture.
Under his sword, all immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons were killed, and his blood was shed for thousands of miles, making him invincible.
The man in white is holding a sword and a cup in his hand, his eyebrows are raised and his words are like thunder.
The immortals and demons in the Nine Heavens are at ease, and they kill the young boy with one sword.
Ling Tian's eyes trembled as he looked at the figure at the end of the long river, watching as he slashed down the ancient sword in his hand, destroyed the era, suppressed three thousand immortals and demons, and then walked slowly towards the end of reincarnation.
At first, he was a young man, with clear eyebrows and light eyes, and a quiet smile.
With one step, he transformed into a white clothed man with an unmistakable grace. He slashed the sky with an ancient sword and raised a trace of blood.
The young man raised his head and looked at the sky, where there seemed to be a sword fairy bowing his head with a happy smile.
"My whole life, I will be invincible in the world. In order to seek the pinnacle of swordsmanship, I will transform into an immortal and a mortal."
"Mortal people have gone through thousands of tribulations, broken through the sky, practiced nine heaven-slaying postures, killed immortals and gods at the top, and killed the common people at the bottom, in order to seek the devil's heart."
"The Immortal stands high in the nine heavens, transforms the sea of stars into gas, forges three thousand sword bones, and cuts off the eternal river."
"On the day when the heart of the sword is forged, a mortal will fight with the immortal body in the sky, die together, and prove the way to be invincible."
"Those who get my chance will overturn my path to immortality, practice in the mortal world, and stand on the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens. Immortals and Buddhas will not be able to stop me!"
Thunder roared, and Ling Tian's eyes suddenly widened.
At this moment, he finally understood that the young man in white and the Sword Immortal were actually the same body, and they had transformed into two bodies.
Invincible, how lonely it is.
I am so lonely that I will kill myself and realize the truth!!!
At the same time, an ancient scripture and three thousand sword bones suddenly appeared in Ling Tian's mind.
"Boom! Boom!!"
The infinite blood began to fluctuate, and outside Ling Tian, there were great principles intertwined into a chain, transforming the universe.
At this time, he could feel that all the bones in his body seemed to be bathed in this scripture, erupting with unspeakable divine power, making him indestructible and indestructible.
Three feet in front of you, invincible!!
At this moment, the entire Qingcang world was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
It feels like the end of the world, but also like the beginning of reincarnation.
And deep in the ancient tomb, there was a ray of immortality reviving, making an ear-splitting roar, as if calling those who were destined to go there, endure the tribulation, and prove the truth!
"Um?"
Thousands of miles away, Ling Xiao was sitting cross-legged on an ancient ship, his brows slightly raised.
At this time, he could feel that the luck value in the system was rising rapidly at a terrifying speed.
It was obvious that someone had a great opportunity in surrendering to his fate.
"Who could it be?"
In Ling Xiao's mind, the figures of Ling Tian, Chen Qingshan, and Mengyuan appeared alternately.
only!!
No matter who it is, judging from the luck he has received, another peerless monster will appear in this Qingcang world and shock all races!
"Boom!"
The ancient ship fell sideways and fell from the sky in the God's Battlefield.
And the figures of Ling Xiao, Xiao Pian and others walked out one after another and landed on the top of the sacred mountain.
At this time, he could see, at the foot of the sacred mountain, a beautiful figure in feathered clothing kneeling on the ground, with pious eyes and did not dare to move at all.