Wu Shi's eyes couldn't help but fall on the scabbard stone.

In this world of ice and snow, this area is the only one that is not frozen, and it is particularly conspicuous.

She looked at the scabbard stone and then at the golden sword in her hand.

For some reason, she was a little reluctant and didn't dare to insert the sword into it.

Coincidence?

still?

Why is this... related to Master?

She instinctively trembled and hesitated.

"I……"

The master looked at Wu Shi with a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Try it quickly, maybe... there will be a turn for the better!"

Once Wu Shi restores the Taoist master's combat power, he might be able to wipe out the nodes in the Tuwu world.

Facing the curse of sinking that pulls the world of Tuwu, Bai Xiaosheng will not be as helpless as Bai Xiaosheng.

Wu Shi looked at the anxious look on her master's face and didn't think much about it. Perhaps because it was too cold here, her hand holding the golden sword trembled a little.

Zheng!

The golden sword fell into the scabbard stone, and the sound of the sword was like the roar of a dragon.

Their eyes were fixed on the golden sword, as if they wanted to see something strange on it.

"It must be a coincidence." Wu Shi comforted herself in her heart.

However, in the next breath, her face turned pale.

I saw the golden sword trembling continuously.

The scabbard stone was also shaking constantly.

The surrounding void is annihilated and collapsed.

Time, space, and all rules are overlapping and breaking.

"Is this... a reaction?" Bai Xiaosheng looked excited.

Disciple, are you going to find her sword?

So, does this mean that the disciple can have the combat power of the Taoist master?

At this moment, suddenly, a surge of sword intent swept through the sky.

Bai Xiaosheng immediately looked towards where the sword intention was.

He saw a shadow.

"Is this a swordsman?"

He felt an extremely sharp sword intent.

Pure and ultimate.

This sword intent seems to tear everything in the world apart.

This sword intent instantly submerged into the golden sword at this moment.

The originally broken golden sword was reforged again.

The status of the sword is also rising, as if the sword has been infused with the soul of the sword.

Seeing this scene, Wu Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

The swordsman has nothing to do with the master.

Everything... is my own delusion.

The breath rises.

The sword is changing.

Climb from the extraordinary to the highest.

However, under the expectations of Wu Shi and Bai Xiaosheng, when the sword was about to take shape and its power reached its peak, a crack appeared on the golden sword.

"What's going on?" Bai Xiaosheng was puzzled.

Even with his ability and knowledge, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

But he understood that the sword was cracking.

At this speed, it is estimated that it will be completely reduced to pieces within ten breaths of time.

Bai Xiaosheng quickly stretched out his hand and held the sword, as if he wanted to use his powerful divine power to slow down the speed of the sword's shattering.

Wu Shi did the same, covering her master's hand with her cold little hand and holding the sword tightly.

"It can't be broken, it must not be broken." Bai Xiaosheng murmured, extremely anxious in his heart.

There is not much time left for him.

The edge of the sword is sharp and the sword's intent is amazing.

Holding this sword, Bai Xiaosheng seemed to feel the battle between the swordsman and Palace Master Yunmeng.

Every sword strike is full of killing intent and acts wantonly.

He also understood that the grudges between the swordsman and Palace Master Yunmeng should be true.

The swordsman really wants to kill Palace Master Yunmeng!

The sword intent filled the air, and Bai Xiaosheng seemed to have returned to the past. Through the sword intent, he witnessed the battle on Yunmeng Mountain.

He seemed to see a man in black, turning his body into a sword and fighting continuously.

He also seemed to see Palace Master Yunmeng standing on the top of the mountain, with heavy snow falling, looking desolate.

The murmur of time and space also fell into my ears at this moment.

"Master, who are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for a sword...a sword that can make the world forget the pain."

"Are you waiting?"

"Forgotten Mountain is not broken yet...maybe we haven't waited."

…

"Master, are you still waiting for that sword?"

"I wonder if my disciple's sword can replace that sword?"

These murmurs fell into the ears of Bai Xiaosheng and naturally fell into the ears of Wu Shi.

"Palace Master Yunmeng is waiting for a sword?"

"The Forgotten Mountain has not been broken, and the sword has not yet been completed!"

"Now, the mountain is broken, but where is the sword!"

Wu Shi was a little anxious.

There is not much time left for them, less than five breaths.

Five more breaths and the sword will be completely shattered.

At that time, the whisper sounded again.

"Forgotten Mountain has been broken. Master...have you waited for that sword?"

"I... would rather not wait."

The desolate sound echoed in time and space, and all sounds and images came to an abrupt end.

"Why doesn't the Riddler explain clearly?" Wu Shi was anxious and wanted to curse.

If she were the master of Yunmeng Palace, she would really want to slap her past self.

However……

At this moment, an inexplicable message poured into Bai Xiaosheng and Wu Shi's minds.

The expressions of the two changed slightly and they looked at each other.

Because this message clearly means... if you want the sword to last forever, you need a Taoist god to sacrifice everything.

Wu Shi said anxiously: "Master, don't believe it, this is fake and there is a conspiracy."

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Wu Shi with gentle eyes and a clear smile: "If you can sacrifice one person to save the world, why not sacrifice me?"

Bai Xiaosheng asked himself that he was quite selfish.

But he also has the courage to sacrifice his life for righteousness.

To die for the great world of Tuwu is a first-rate way to die.
To be continued...