In front of the stone wall, a lone swan goose with white hair spread out stared blankly at the setting sun.
His life, like the setting sun, will soon fade into silence.
Three years have passed, and Fang Ling still has not come out. He has been waiting here for three years.
He already regretted that he should not have brought Fang Ling here in the first place.
The restrictions on the stone wall are very special. Only sword cultivators can enter. Others, even if they are as powerful as Fairy Mingyue, cannot break in by force.
Since the death of his master Bei Mingzi, there has been no top swordsman in the Tao Alliance.
In the past three years, although some Dao Alliance sword cultivators have gone in to search, they have found no results.
They were not strong enough to withstand the sword energy of the hanging sword. They had to withdraw soon after entering, and they were unable to explore deeply.
"How long have you been here?" Suddenly, someone from behind asked.
Gu Hongyan turned around excitedly and looked at the person who asked the question.
Naturally, Fang Ling came out at this moment. When Gu Hongyan saw that he was safe and sound, the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
"It's been three years. Fellow Taoist Fang Ling hasn't come out for so long. I thought..." Gu Hongyan showed a smile.
He could feel that Fang Ling had gained a lot from this ancient ruins. With the blessing of the original sword energy, Fang Ling was very scary in the eyes of sword cultivators.
Gu Hongyan wanted to say something else, but he couldn't stop coughing and coughed up a lot of blood.
In fact, he was dying a long time ago, but this matter always worried him, and he supported his sick body with his strong will.
"Now... Hongyan can die in peace."
He spoke so weakly, as if he might collapse at any moment.
"The scenery of swordsmanship that I have not been able to appreciate in this life, let Taoist friend Fang Ling help me see it."
"Three years have passed so quickly..." Fang Ling sighed after hearing this.
"Gu Hongyan, are you willing to accept me as your master?" He asked again in a serious voice, "If you are willing, I will help you change your destiny against heaven!"
Hearing this, Gu Hongyan smiled: "Who doesn't care about life?"
"If fellow Taoist Fang Ling really has a way to save me, why not accept you as my master?"
"I, Gu Hongyan, have only admired three people in my life. One is my master, the other is the alliance leader, and the third one... is you, fellow Taoist Fang Ling."
Fang Ling raised his hand, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and taught him the supplementary scriptures of Tianluo Magic.
"If you modify this technique, your life will be in my control from now on!" he said.
"Okay!" Gu Hongyan nodded and responded.
Although Fang Ling had not been in contact with Gu Hongyan for long.
But it is not difficult to see from this person's words and deeds that this person is a real man and he will definitely keep his word.
After teaching the Tianluo magic skill, he immediately took out the temple-killing sword.
This long sword flashing with golden light shocked Gu Hongyan: "What a good sword! It's really a good sword!"
"Wait a minute, this sword energy looks a bit familiar, could it be..."
Fang Ling nodded: "Yes, it is the sword hanging over the ruins."
"This sword is called Killing Temple. Unfortunately, when the sword was made, the sword sect had already been destroyed."
"Otherwise, the name of this sword will definitely appear on the list of famous swords in ancient times!"
"When this sword was forged, it was cursed."
"Those who contract with this sword will have their special physiques destroyed and turned into mortal bodies."
"Your body of disaster is expected to be no exception."
"Refining this sword quickly!"
He raised his hand again and slapped Gu Hongyan with his palm, injecting some life essence into his weak body so that he could persist until he could refine the sword.
Gu Hongyan took the sword with both hands and knelt down on one knee.
"If Hongyan can defy heaven and change his destiny, I will be willing to go through fire and water for you in this life until death!"
After saying that, he sat down cross-legged and placed the temple-killing sword across his knees.
This is an ancient fierce sword. Whether Gu Hongyan can gain its approval and make a contract with it is another matter.
Fang Ling didn't have high expectations and waited silently to see the results.
The stars move quickly, the sun and the moon fly by, and seven days and seven nights pass by.
On this day, a terrifying sword energy erupted from Gu Hongyan's body and shot straight into the sky.
He succeeded, the Temple Killing Sword recognized him, and the spirit of decay in his body was also destroyed by this sword.
The body of calamity was completely resolved, although the lost life span could not be recovered.
But with his talent, he will have a great chance of becoming an immortal in the future. After becoming an immortal, the lifespan he lost before will be nothing.
After getting rid of the body of disaster, Gu Hongyan felt unprecedentedly relaxed and excited.
He held the sword downward and bowed to Fang Ling: "Hongyan wants to be the sharpest sword in his master's hand for the rest of his life!"
Fang Ling nodded slightly and said, "Go back!"
"It's been three years, and I don't know what the situation is like on the front line..."
Although Gu Hongyan had been waiting for Fang Ling here for three years, people often came to visit him.
Therefore, although he is trapped here, he understands the current situation.
"The situation is not optimistic." He said solemnly.
"The second year after the masters entered the ruins here, the war escalated."
"Even Elder Wu and others have already gone to the battlefield."
"A few days ago, Dr. Dou came to ask about your situation. I also learned from her that even the elders of the sequence have been dispatched."
"In addition...the five cities on the front line have been lost, and a lot of Han territory has been gnawed by the demons."
"It is said that among the demon clan, there is also a supreme genius who has also been dispatched."
"This demon's name is Watanabe Ya. Five hundred years ago, when he was only in the Yuheng period, he gained great fame on the front line between the two clans."
"Back then, he was invincible in the same realm, and he could even cross levels to kill my human race's Kaiyang realm master."
"Even a friend of mine who was in the early stage of Yaoguang Realm took action back then, but he was not able to suppress him."
"He has a companion spiritual treasure, which is a black lotus."
"This black lotus integrates offense and defense. It has great power and is very terrifying."
"In just five hundred years, this supreme genius of the demon clan has reached the Kaiyang realm of perfection."
"On the battlefield, no one can contain him unless Elder Wu and others take action."
"Since he went to the battlefield, he has killed no fewer than twenty Yaoguang realm masters from our Dao Alliance!"
"It's a pity that ever since I killed Suzuki Chuan, he has been like a candle in the wind, unable to fight again."
"Otherwise, even if I am ridiculed by the demons and bullied, I will still have to do my best to kill this demon in front of the battle."
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The front line between the two tribes, on the Tianlan Plain.
The 500 million human army and the 700 million demon army spread out over the plains.
Just the breath of these billions of living beings causes the clouds in the sky to constantly sway and the airflow to become turbulent.
In front of the two armies, a fight occurred that affected the emotions of more than one billion living beings.
Those currently fighting in front of the formation are none other than Watanabe Ya, the supreme genius of the demon race, and Nan Xun, the older generation genius of the human race in the early stage of the Yaoguang realm.
Nan Xun is not an ordinary person, but a proud man with an innate vision and a bright moon rising from the sea.
At this moment, this innate vision stretched across the sky, suppressing Ga Watanabe.
But Watanabe Kiba laughed and said, "Little trick."
I saw him sacrifice the accompanying black lotus and use the power of the black lotus to fight against the power of the Dharma.
In an instant, the vision of the rising moon on the sea was shattered by the black lotus.
Nanxun suffered a backlash, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and he slowly fell.
Elder Zhou Yun at the rear wanted to rescue him, but it was too late. Watanabe Ya's figure flashed out of the way and came to Nanxun's side first.
He raised his knife and slashed, splitting Nan Xun's body in half.
"A tiny insect, vulnerable to a single blow!"
"Who else?! Who else among you humans dares to fight me?"
"Didn't your human race produce a boy named Fang Ling three years ago?"
"What? As soon as I left the mountain, he didn't dare to show his face?"
"I forgive this person, he is just a rat! Hahaha!"
Watanabe Kiba raised his sword, pointed it at the hundreds of millions of human troops on the opposite side, and shouted wildly.