Chapter 1801 New sword, new followers, new distance!
Along the way.
The two people who helped Gu Han the most were Qianye and Yun Jiansheng.
Not to mention Qianye.
During his lifetime, he protected his Taoism and was obsessed with killing the enemy for him. Now he has given Xiao Tangtang such a great fortune.
This kindness.
It's not something that can be explained in words at all.
Thinking of this.
Gu Han looked solemn, holding a black sword in his hand, and gave a big respectful gift to Yun Jiansheng.
Not far away.
Tangtang seemed to feel something, and hurriedly knelt down.
Chongming suddenly said, "Call Master!"
"Hello Master!"
Tangtang was very obedient and said sweetly: "Thank you for the gift from the ancestor."
A few heads knocked down.
It became a little face again.
In the air.
The Red Dust Sword buzzed, the obsession phantom trembled slightly, and he returned to the sword talisman with the bright moon sword.
Chongming looked dazed.
At that moment just now, it seemed to see Yun Jiansheng... laughing?
Obsession leaves.
It also represents the entry of Zhenjiancheng and the party has come to an end.
Everyone was about to leave.
The cold girl suddenly looked at the earth fire and gold heavenly furnace that had been destroyed, and a strange look flashed in her eyes, "What is that?"
kindness?
Follow her gaze.
Everyone suddenly discovered that something seemed to be floating and sinking in the red fire liquid in the sky furnace. If you don’t look closely, it will be easy to ignore it.
"Who..."
Gu Han's heart moved, and the power of the law dissipated, and the thing had fallen into his hands.
It's a token.
It is about a tiny square, and it is dark all over, exuding a faint ancient demonic aura. The back is the word "Zun", but the front is a vivid figure of a monster.
A single horn born in the first head.
Fierce face.
The blue-gray scales are similar to the appearance of the Lord of Zhenjian City.
Although not an entity.
But everyone could still feel a little bit of evil.
"What's this?"
The mystery of the demon clan was puzzled by everyone. Even Leng Meizi and Mo Chenyin, who were well-informed, could not tell the reason.
Gu Han didn't care either.
I put it away casually, and I had no intention of staying any longer.
He came to Jiancheng from the distance.
It has been three days since.
Looking back at the back.
The hundred thousand broken swords were still floating quietly, as if waiting for him to issue orders.
“From today.”
Gu Han's face turned solemn and said, "Do you want to follow me to fight?"
Buzz!
As the words came, hundreds of thousands of broken swords roared together, the sky shook, showing cheers and excitement!
The broken sword has a spirit.
The old master was gone. After the previous battle, they regarded Gu Han as their new master.
"good!"
Gu Han smiled, waved the sword talisman, and the hundred thousand remaining swords instantly sank into it like a torrent, all of which were buried in it and nourished.
Finished this.
He pondered for a moment and looked at the three thousand sword cultivators again.
"Everyone."
"Zhenjian City has been destroyed, and more than 90% of the monks in the city have been killed or injured. If you are living here, I believe that all the relatives must be worried..."
"Gu Jianshou."
The old sword cultivator sighed lonelyly, "I'll wait, where can I have any relatives to talk about?"
Hearing words.
All the sword cultivators showed sadness on their faces.
Their relatives, sects, and families... have long been completely destroyed by Zhenjian City, and now they are all alone.
"It's better to do this."
Gu Han sighed secretly and said, "This sword city has plundered many resources. You might as well take some of them. With your cultivation strength, you can't help but be boundless, with countless large and large realms, there is always a place to settle down.
, by then, whether it is a sect or a free-spirited party, it is OK."
“…”
The Three Thousand Sword Cultivators suddenly fell silent.
"Junior brother..."
Yuan Zhengyang naturally knew their thoughts and wanted to speak but stopped.
"Gu Jianshou."
The old sword cultivator hesitated for a moment and tentatively said: "Why are you going to return to the Xuantian Realm?"
"good."
Gu Han didn't hide it from it either.
A group of sword cultivators looked at me, and I looked at you, and suddenly fell to the ground in one fell swoop!
"The rest of my life!"
"We are willing to follow Gu Jianshou! We will never betray you! I hope Gu Jianshou will fulfill his promise!"
Three thousand sword cultivators spoke together.
The voice is bold, tough and fearless, and the momentum is connected one place, almost shaking the sky!
Gu Han saved their lives.
Their cultivation was given by Chongming.
Xuantian Sword Sect is also their place of faith in this life.
Not to mention.
After seeing the style of the sword heads of two generations, their perception of Gu Han has also risen to the level of faith!
Gu Han was slightly stunned.
I didn't expect them to make such a decision.
"We have nowhere to go."
Seeing that Gu Han didn't speak, the old Jian Xiu gritted his teeth and said, "Please... take the sword head in!"
"Please take the sword head and take it in!"
The sword cultivators behind him also spoke together, and there was a bit of sadness and humility in their voices.
Yuan Zhengyang couldn't bear it.
Chongming didn't say anything, and he generally did not express his opinions on such a small matter.
“Master…”
Tangtang gently pulled Gu Han's clothes, feeling that these people were homeless and pitiful.
"Everyone, get up."
Gu Han sighed softly.
"Gu Jianshou."
The old monk was stunned, "You..."
"I agree."
“…”
Hearing words.
The three thousand sword cultivators trembled in their hearts, and they could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts.
"Thank you for your fulfillment!"
"From today, we will follow the sword head, never leave us, never give up, and never give up. This heart and the great way cannot be changed!"
Lao Sun sighed secretly.
These sword cultivators are like this, why don’t he?
On the contrary, it was Old Wei.
I had no idea what happened between the scenes, and I held the broken chain with a look of distress.
"Big girl."
He murmured, "You said, can this be connected?"
Lao Sun couldn't help it.
Lao Sun smiled, laughing happily, no matter how he looked, it seemed like he was gloating.
Old Wei!
You have today too!
He accepted 100,000 broken swords and 3,000 sword cultivators. This trip was completely over.
Gu Han gave a few words.
first.
It was to ask Lao Sun and Lao Wei to find the captured Xuanjian Sect disciples.
then.
He gave three thousand sword cultivators a day to collect resources from Zhenjian City.
It also includes the sword-making pool.
The gold liquid inside is all the essence tempered by the Tianfu. No matter where it is placed, it is a first-class good thing. Whether it is to forge a sword or repair 100,000 broken swords in the future, it can naturally be used.
As for the sword slaves in the city.
He didn't care, and it was up to them to decide where to go.
Finished explanation.
Gu Han and the rest of the people left temporarily.
Eighty-one gates of Jiancheng.
When they came out, they walked through another door.
Natural.
I saw three words written by the Lord of Zhenjian City.
Zhen Jiancheng!
"Ji, Senior Brother."
Gu Han narrowed his eyes slightly, "How do you think this word is written?"
"Not very good!"
Yuan Zhengyang shook his head.
"It's a big deal!"
Chongming rolled his eyes.
"So ugly!"
Tangtang couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.
"really."
Gu Han nodded, "The master is dead, it's really meaningless to keep these words."
Just finished speaking.
The two of them and one chicken suddenly rose up!
One person summoned 100,000 broken swords, one person waved the heavy sword with hidden edges, and a chicken stepped on the five-colored dragon, starting from here and moving forward continuously.
Smoke and dust are everywhere.
The roar was loud.
The walls of this giant city were directly demolished!
Behind.
Under the protection of Leng Meizi and Mo Chenyin, Tang Tang also held the Suyuan Sword and poked the three words Zhenjiancheng to pieces.
From this moment on.
Zhenjian City is completely the past!
"Senior Gu."
Lu Linyuan looked at Gu Tian who was still moving and said curiously: "Don't you go and help?"
"This is the sword cultivator."
Gu Tian shook his head and answered very seriously, "I'm playing with a knife."