Not to mention that the people of Yuqian County have never seen such a scene in their lives, even if they go back two or three generations, no one has ever seen such a shocking sight.
That huge Dharma statue stands high in the sky, pulling a sea of clouds and blocking it in the sky above Yuqian County, blocking all the countless lightning bolts in front of the sea of clouds, preventing them from harming the world!
Therefore, such a scene is created here. Above the sea of clouds, it is like a scene of world destruction. Countless lightnings fall, like a violent wind and rain, submerging the sea of clouds, but that's all. The huge Dharma image has one hand.
Supporting the sea of clouds, the other hand reached towards the sky. With a wave of his big hand, he grabbed countless lightning beams and pulled them hard, directly breaking the countless lightning beams.
The broken thunder light began to fall everywhere, but in the end the huge dharma robe made a hunting sound and swept away the scattered thunder light.
The crackling sound sounded around the huge Dharma form, and the thunder light began to gather purposefully, heading towards the huge Dharma form. Countless thunder lights were like flying swords, and also like thunder dragons. They were ignoring them at the moment.
Crash into that Dharma image!
And that Dharma image was just waving one hand in front of him. Once the lightning was caught by his big hand, it would shatter instantly. The big hand kept sweeping, and the lightning between the heaven and the earth continued to appear, but even if
In this way, it seems that he seems so weak in front of that big hand.
The Dharma statue raised its head slightly, with an unparalleled domineering air that looked down upon the world!
Suddenly, among the people on the ground, someone exclaimed, "Lord Guard Envoy?!"
That commoner was so bold that even though there was such a big movement and such a terrifying scene, he did not hide it completely. Instead, he kept looking at the scene here. Now he finally saw the true appearance of the huge Dharma.
, he was startled at first, and then he ran back to his house without stopping, and took out the portrait that was brought back from the capital of gods. Sure enough, the huge Dharma image in front of him was exactly the same as the face of the guardian on the Dharma image!
He shouted excitedly, "Don't be afraid, everyone, it's the guardian envoy! As long as he is here, nothing will happen to us!"
As the common man spoke, many common people looked out from their houses. Some people opened the windows and saw the face of the Dharma. They were also very excited, "It's really the guardian envoy. I have seen his portrait."
, exactly the same!”
As more and more people recognized who that Dharma image was, the fear in their hearts was swept away in an instant. At this moment, no one was afraid of the thunder in the sky anymore, and everyone was excited.
For more than two hundred years in the Daliang Dynasty, the previous emperors created a good world and made it easier for the people to live. It was only after the Daliang Emperor ascended the throne more than ten years ago that their integrity was gradually awakened.
In those years, the Emperor of Daliang used his actions to tell the people that they were not just alive, they could live with dignity and live with pride as Daliang people.
In the past few years, the young guardian envoy has told the people with facts one after another. In the past, they did not need to be afraid of foreign monks, but now they no longer need to be afraid of monsters that can eat people.
, there is no need to worry so much now.
Everyone knows that the guard envoy has very hard bones and will not bow his head to anyone. If a foreign monk provokes Daliang, he will have to pay the price with blood.
Green Algae Sect, Liuli Temple, and even Chixin Temple have all paid the price!
The common people of Daliang today may not know who His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is, but they will definitely know this young guardian envoy.
Countless young people have long regarded him as their idol and want to follow him throughout their lives!
"As long as the guardian envoy is here, it doesn't matter even if God wants to send a divine punishment. The guardian envoy will solve it!"
The people shouted excitedly. At this moment, they had long forgotten the fear of natural disasters. What they care about now is to see how the guardian envoy can beat up that thief!
Lu Ji was a little worried at first, but after seeing the reactions of the people at this moment, he was stunned.
He has lived for so many years, experienced more than one dynasty, and seen countless emperors, but he clearly knows that no emperor in any era in the past has achieved anything like this young man.
He has truly achieved what the people want and is truly regarded as hope by countless people. That is to say, this young man has no intention of becoming the emperor who rules the world. In Lu Ji's view, if he has this idea, he can only
I'm afraid it's just a matter of course, and the people will definitely not be so resistant.
Just like when the Emperor of Daliang raised troops as a vassal king, the people of Daliang actually did not resist much because the deposed emperor was too weak. When facing monks from outside the country, he often ignored
Put yourself in a weak position.
At that time, there were even many new unequal agreements, which were signed during the reign of the deposed emperor.
The deposed emperor may be a conservative lord who can govern the country, but the people have lived for so many years and have long been dissatisfied with living like this. They need dignity and backbone!
Therefore, it is not so much that the deposed emperor watched the throne change its owner due to a series of means, but it is better to say that the Emperor of Liang was chosen by the people of the world.
Lu Ji thought again of the young emperor he had seen in his dream.
Chen Lin, the founding emperor of the Liang Dynasty, came from a humble background, had no education, no prominent family background, and no helpers. But he, with just one breath, rose from a pawn to the highest place in the world.
There has never been another person in history who has done something like this. There has never been a dynasty established like this, and no dynasty has the backbone of Daliang today.
Lu Ji said to himself, "Is it destined by fate?"
But soon, he shook his head and denied his opinion, saying, "It's not destiny, it's manpower that conquers heaven."
In the eyes of heaven and earth, the human race is just a tiny ant, but some of these ants have gradually become stronger through the practice of cultivation, and some have even gathered together and accomplished things that the world thought were impossible with just one breath.
Lu Ji suddenly laughed, "I have been humiliated by the people of many dynasties in my life, but now as a citizen of the Liang Dynasty, it is actually a blessing!"
At this moment, Lu Ji finally regarded himself as a member of Daliang. This tea sage who had experienced several dynasties was very happy. Even if he died in the northern border next moment, he felt that it would not matter.
There is a saying that was said by his old friend, which is now widely circulated, but he had always scorned it before.
That saying says that a scholar will die for his confidant.
He, Lu Ji, has never thought about following anyone, not before and not now, but now he is willing to sacrifice his life for such a world.
No regrets.
Just when Lu Ji was distracted, a figure suddenly gathered beside him. It was his old friend who was now named Cao Zhong.
Cao Zhong looked at Lu Ji and joked, "Why, Master Tea Sage seems to be getting older, but now he has some warm blood?"
Lu Ji was not annoyed, but said sincerely, "What do you think? Is the world today better than the world you were an official in? Is it better than any world in the past?"
It was rare for Cao Zhong to see his old friend be so serious, so he naturally put aside his frivolity and smiled, "It took more than two hundred years to shape the world into a backbone. I'm really shocked. These emperors in Daliang are all extraordinary."
people."
Emperor Taizu Gao of Daliang, Emperor Taizong, Emperor Lingzong, and now the Emperor of Daliang who is currently missing, plus this young man.
It is really difficult for five people to change this world over two hundred years and make it no longer the same as before.
Lu Ji smiled and said, "It took so many years to pick up the backbone that Da Jin lost. It is not easy. China, Lu Chen, and the world are so bad that it makes people feel sad to see them."
Cao Zhong said calmly, "There are some light and airy words called whether the water will overflow when it is full, and the moon will be round when it is missing. This is what those boring literati like to say. In my opinion, it has nothing to do with those. It's just that there are such people, and they have just appeared now."
That's all. If it were earlier, it would have changed sooner. In other words, as long as they appear, the world is destined to change."
Lu Ji didn't speak, just thinking about these words.
"However, this young man's current situation is still very dangerous. The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons in the north is not willing to wait for him to grow up, so he is here now."
Cao Zhong sighed, some people or monsters are too strong.
This world must allow people like Emperor Liang and Chen Chao to appear, but it must also allow monsters like the Demon Emperor to appear.
That demon emperor is also a confirmed hero, stronger than any demon emperor in the past.
Lu Ji frowned and said, "Then you just look at it like this?"
Cao Zhong said, "The strongest swordsman in the past few hundred or even thousand years has already stopped me. Otherwise, do you think this guy can still fight against these lightnings here?"
Lu Jigang felt relieved, but soon he heard Cao Zhong say, "But it's still difficult, because... the strongest swordsman may not be able to defeat the strongest demon emperor!"
Lu Ji was about to speak.
Cao Zhong said helplessly, "Stop it, if you really don't want to care about this matter, what am I doing here? Is it just to see him beaten to death?"
Taking a deep breath, this scholar, who could be considered a scholar, or even a stronger Confucian saint than the dean of the academy, smiled and said, "I haven't hit anyone in a long time."
"Don't have high hopes. I'll be the best if I take a few less beatings. You want me to join forces with the sword wielder to kill the Demon Emperor? Isn't that just a dream?"
Cao Zhong shook his head, and after saying these words, he disappeared in a flash.
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Yingzhou border.
In the battle between the Sword Sect Master and the Demon Emperor, the two people actually had different thoughts. The Sword Sect Master wanted to live and die, but the Demon Emperor actually didn't want to waste more time here, but wanted to get past this user.
Sword man, go to Yingzhou to kill people.
But after all, the Sword Sect leader sacrificed the man who has been enlightening all his life.
That sword.
Sword intent is everywhere in the world.
It can also be said that there are swords everywhere.
On that battlefield with no one else around, the aura of the leader of the Sword Sect had already reached its peak, and endless sword energy surged out of his body.
It has been a hundred years since I practiced swordsmanship, and the sword energy accumulated within the Sword Sect is absolutely unrivaled by anyone in the world.
The Demon Emperor frowned slightly as he faced the sky full of sword intent. Although in his opinion, even if the Sword Sect Master wanted to kill him, it would be nothing more than an idiot's dream, but in fact he had to admit that now
The Sword Sect leader is indeed much stronger than he was back then.
The first time the two of them met was at the end of Wangyou, but the sword of the Sword Sect leader was not a threat to the Demon Emperor.
This time, both of them had broken through and met again. Although he still had the advantage, the sword of the master of the Sword Sect could already cause him some trouble.
The demon emperor rolled up a piece of demon energy, tore up and swallowed the sword energy that was approaching him, and then the demon emperor took a step forward, as if the sky had dropped a little lower at this moment. .??.
That kind of terrifying pressure that could not be expressed in words was so overwhelming that at this moment, the sound of flying swords was heard everywhere in the world.
The master of the Sword Sect looked pale, and his endless sword intent turned into countless flying swords that could not be seen with the naked eye. They were all pointing at the sky, but if the sky dropped one point, it meant that his sword had to move back a point.
.
But he didn't want to retreat.
Sword cultivators are never willing to compromise.
As the strongest swordsman in the world, he not only has to have his own pride, but also has the pride of all the swordsmen in the world. This kind of pride will never make him retreat.
The sword can be broken here, but it must not be flinched here!
This is sword cultivation.
This is the reason why sword cultivators are said to be the most difficult to deal with by monks in the world and the ones they least want to encounter!
So somewhere where no one could see it, the flying swords began to break, and the countless whining sounds of the flying swords were evidence of this.
Those broken flying swords turned into sword energy and dispersed, but they were not wiped out. Instead, they quickly regrouped here and continued to pursue them from behind.
Countless flying swords follow one after another, regardless of life or death.
This scene is very similar to the Daliang frontier army in the past two hundred years. It is impossible for them not to know how big the gap is between themselves and the demon clan, but even if there is such a big gap, no one would think of giving up.
Giving up is the easiest thing in the world.
And persistence is the hardest thing.
The demon emperor had no expression on his face and just took another step forward.
The sky dropped a little lower.
Countless flying swords were broken again, and the master of the Sword Sect turned even paler.
The world's number one swordsman sighed, he should actually have a sword.
It would be nice to have a sword of your own.
At this moment, the sword that belongs to me has not yet come.
It was a bit regretful, but at the same time, the Sword Sect leader was also a bit happy.
He found the meaning of his sword training and felt extremely smooth.
"Mrs. Yang, please lend me the sword!"
Suddenly, the leader of the Sword Sect burst into laughter, "Last time I offered my sword to His Majesty, he didn't lend it to me. This time I offered my sword to the Demon Emperor, so I should borrow it, right?"
The words of the leader of the Sword Sect spread throughout the sea of clouds, and a ray of sword intent carried this voice and suddenly traveled across the state, starting from Yingzhou and heading south, rushing to Huanglongzhou at an extremely fast speed.
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From Jianqi Mountain, a sound like thunder rang out.
Madam Yang, the owner of the mountain, was originally in the mood today to forge a flying sword with her own hands. Suddenly, such a voice sounded from the sky. Madam Yang was startled, and then rolled her eyes, "Isn't it amazing to throw a sword at the Demon Emperor?
"
Previously, the master of the Jian Sect was refused to borrow a sword from Jian Qi Mountain. After that, Mrs. Yang actually looked down on the master of the Sword Sect. She even refused to allow the disciples of the Sword Sect to go up the mountain to get swords for this reason. Later, Chen Chao mediated the situation and added the Sword Sect.
The disciple rushed to the north, and he lifted the ban.
Now that the master of the Sword Sect borrowed the sword again, Mrs. Yang remained silent.
"Mountain Master, the flying sword in the mountain is being pulled..."
Soon a Jianqi Mountain disciple came here to report. The Sword Sect Master glanced at him and said, "Let them go. Except for those treasured flying swords, the rest of the flying swords can be left alone."
Mrs. Yang also understands that in this battle, regardless of whether the Sword Sect leader wins or loses, those flying swords are destined to never return.
How could such a battle between strong men end so easily?
"Mountain Master, but then..."
That person still wanted to persuade Mrs. Yang. Although he kept those good flying swords, Jianqi Mountain has stored many flying swords for so many years. All of them must be loaned out now?
"Maybe we can get back 20% to 30%. It doesn't matter. People are still recasting it. If we don't have enough materials, we can ask Daliang and Jianzong for them."
Mrs. Yang waved her hand, and the protective formation of Jianqi Mountain opened, and countless flying swords rose from the ground at this moment.
, cheering and flying to the north!
Mrs. Yang sighed with emotion, "Look, these flying swords have been waiting for his summons for a long time. The person who is the best swordsman in the world has a title that can not only bluff people, but can also bluff swords."
Countless flying swords rise from the ground at this moment, which is a spectacular sight!
Mrs. Yang looked at this scene with a smile, "If you can really kill him one day, I can lend you all my swords."
But the next moment, the mountain master of Jianqi Mountain felt a special aura. He left the place and came to the sword-washing pool of Jianqi Mountain.
The Feijian here is extremely quiet.
He walked past these flying swords stuck in the ground and felt the sound of the swords that was hard to hear clearly.
Finally somewhere, I felt the sword's intention.
It was a flying sword with a rusty blade. It had always been in the most remote corner of the sword washing pool. Surrounded by Mrs. Yang, who knew the origins of every flying sword in Jianqi Mountain, she looked at the flying sword.
, I couldn’t remember for a while, which senior forged it, and which sword cultivator had used it?
He thought for a long time and finally remembered something.
Three hundred years ago, Jianqi Mountain opened a furnace to forge the century-old sword. The swordsmith who first presided over the sword-making was his great-uncle. He was the most talented swordsmith of that generation. Sword-forging
His skills are unparalleled, but he is also famous for not following common sense.
In the past few years, he has forged many special flying swords, some of which were taken away by certain sword cultivators, and some of which have been turned into relics.
The sword for a hundred years was such an important matter that everyone in the Jianqi Mountain was destined to take it seriously at that time. The mountain master at that time strictly ordered the great uncle not to cause trouble, but the great uncle finally had his own idea when casting it and implemented it.
, which led to the casting of a century-old sword into a useless sword.
The casting of a century-old sword is destined to use the best materials, and it even takes a hundred years to collect those materials in Jianqi Mountain.
That failure was tantamount to catastrophe for Jianqi Mountain.
Therefore, the mountain owner was furious and not only punished the great uncle according to the mountain rules, but also personally reopened the furnace and used the remaining materials to forge a new century-old sword.
And that useless sword has been thrown away in the most remote place of the Sword Washing Pool. After so many years, no sword cultivator has ever taken it away.
"What's your name?"
Mrs. Yang looked at the flying sword, frowned, and thought for a long time. When the sword was cast, her uncle was imprisoned, and the others were not in the mood to care about the useless sword, so they did not give it a name.
And coincidentally, when Mrs. Yang was young, she happened to have a good relationship with that great-uncle. They had several chats, and the great-uncle seemed to have told him the name of the flying sword.
Mrs. Yang held the hilt of the useless sword and gently pulled it out before she remembered its name.
"The sky is low?"
Mrs. Yang nodded and said with a smile, "That's right. My uncle-in-law's intention at that time was that once your sword is completed, you will be able to fly swords in the world. Just lower your head."
Just as Mrs. Yang was speaking, the flying sword trembled again.
Mrs. Yang looked at the sword in her hands and asked seriously, "What? Have you found your sword master?"
The flying sword trembled slightly, as if in response.
Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "I see, when he borrowed the sword for the first time, in your opinion, he was just a good swordsman who only did it for himself, so naturally he was not worthy of holding it for you. Now he is different. He has
This is the qualification.”
As she spoke, Mrs. Yang let go of her hand with some reluctance, "After all, it can be regarded as a sword of a hundred years. I am really reluctant to give such a good sword to others."
As Mrs. Yang let go of her hand, the flying sword trembled and flew towards the sky, traveling slowly and far away.
Mrs. Yang raised her head and waved her hand towards the flying sword, "Go ahead. It's been three hundred years since I found my sword master. It's too late, so don't be too late."
As if hearing Madam Yang's words, the flying sword suddenly accelerated and turned into a sword light and disappeared in front of Madam Yang's eyes.
There were tears in Mrs. Yang's eyes, and she laughed and said, "Uncle Master, you are right, you have indeed forged a peerless sword, but those who are qualified to lift it are three hundred years too late!"
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Countless flying swords rushed from Huanglongzhou to Yingzhou.
On that battlefield, the Sword Sect leader's situation was already in danger. The Demon Emperor wanted to leave, and it was difficult for the Sword Sect leader to stop him.
At this moment, flying swords like locusts finally rushed to the battlefield.
The Sword Sect leader took a deep breath, but the next moment, his eyes widened.
Because among the thousands of flying swords, there was a rusty flying sword that came first and came to his side.
After hovering, the flying sword trembled.
The leader of the Sword Sect looked at the flying sword and was startled, then stretched out his hand to hold the hilt.
The sound of flying swords echoed across the sky!
The master of the Sword Sect reached out and brushed the sword, and all the rust on the sword fell off at this moment.
Revealing the snow-white sword blade.
The Sword Sect leader burst into tears and murmured, "Is it three hundred years too late? It's not too late."