"The establishment of the Zhengjian Sect for thousands of years, Zhengjian Xingchen relies on the unremitting efforts of thousands of disciples, and it relies on one extremely powerful person to support the entire Zhengjian Sect. They are the gods in the clouds and the pillars of the entire Zhengjian Sect.
They all have a title, that is, the Sword God. Their symbol is Wanjian worshiping the True Sword and recognizing it! Over tens of thousands of years, the True Sword Sect has produced forty-eight Sword Gods. Today, they will welcome the forty-ninth Sword God. Destroy Demons
Sword God—Chu Ze!"
The voice of the old sect master suddenly sounded, and the Zhengjian Sect exploded with excitement. In Chu Ze's eyes, Gujing Wubo held the demon-slaying sword in his hand towards the old sect master, and the demon-slaying sword was completely unsheathed.
What used to be smooth as water is now stained with demonic blood.
All the disciples were extremely surprised. The body of the Demon Slayer Sword was made from meteorite iron and was cast into endless volcanoes for ten years. It was very difficult to leave even a trace. If it could be stained with so much demon blood for so many years, it would at least be slaughtered in the Demon Abyss.
Billions of great demons with entities.
Chu Ze was not used to this ceremony for a while, but now that it was over, Chu Ze's eyes moved, and there was a faint light in his eyes as he held the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand, stroking the Demon Slayer Sword, and thought of every battle in the past nine years. Chu Ze too
said loudly.
"Chu Zebucai, as a disciple of the Zhengjian Sect, accidentally fell into the Demonic Abyss nine years ago when he sealed the demon. He fought in the Demonic Abyss with the swordsmanship of the Zhengjian Sect for nine years to cleanse the sword's heart and experience his soul, and rebuilt the collapsed Zhengqi Sword.
The soul melted the demon-destroying sword soul again, and the swordsmanship enlightenment reached the sword sect realm."
At this point, two sword lights suddenly appeared behind Chu Ze. These were the twin sword souls. One was incomparably consistent with the Demon Slayer Sword. The momentum of the Demon Slayer Sword suddenly surged. In one breath, the sword light connected to the sky and the earth. The other sword soul was in line with the True Sword Sect.
An obscure aura echoed in the air, and all the disciples were extremely dumbfounded. The sword souls appeared together with the swordsman prodigy Chu Ze. These two sword souls were extremely rare to encounter.
With the stirring of the sword soul, tens of thousands of long swords that had calmed down suddenly started to move again. As the momentum of the Demon Slayer Sword surged, these long swords seemed to be blessed, and the aura of each sword became too obscure.
Too much is also sharper.
All the disciples looked at this scene with joy in their hearts, and their eyes were extremely excited. This kind of blessing is a permanent sword soul. The blessing of immortality will exist forever. Chu Ze's eyes moved, and all the long swords slowly calmed down. He sighed in his heart for this
This kind of scene is also unpleasant.
"Today, I escaped and slew the endless demon with the Demon-Destroying Sword and was promoted to the Sword God Realm. Although it is a happy event for the sect, we should celebrate it in a large way, but if we celebrate it in a big way, it will also affect the sect's luck.
Since the fate of the sect has not been eliminated today, Chu Ze is unwilling to share the fate of the sect equally, so this celebration has been temporarily postponed. Chu Ze has sworn today that he will not be crowned the Sword God for the rest of his life if he is a demon for one day!"
Chu Ze's words also seemed to have a strange fluctuation, which aroused a hidden feeling of admiration in the hearts of all the disciples. The Sword God's canon is a good thing for the Sword God. After the ceremony, he received the Sword God's crown condensed from the true Sword Sect's luck.
Not only has it greatly increased, but my understanding of the way of swordsmanship has also become smoother.
But for the sect, it requires too much luck. Although the sword god's luck increases, the sect's luck will slowly be replenished, but this requires a long process. The normal sword sect can naturally wait and even be willing to use more.
His luck was condensed into the crown, but now he could no longer wait for Chu Ze to re-form the crown and return his luck.
After Chu Ze's words completely fell, the echo also slowly disappeared. The people in the entire sect who were busy with the celebration also slowly fell silent. In a flash, Chu Ze also arrived at the mountain gate of Zhengjian Sect and looked at Qing Ling in front of him. Both of them were light-hearted.
With a laugh, it turned into two rays of light and disappeared through the mountain gate.
The celebration was not held, which made Qing Ling feel disappointed, but she didn't say anything more and followed Chu Ze. Being able to look at Chu Ze was enough. Qing Ling didn't expect too much anymore, but she thought that her
If you enter the country quickly enough, you can stand next to Chu Ze.
But when they met again, Chu Ze had already reached the Sword God Realm, which divides gods and mortals in the entire sect, and Qing Ling was far behind Chu Ze in terms of swordsmanship and Dao cultivation. Looking at Chu Ze, he became more and more lonely.
Qing Ling also murmured from behind.
"You have also endured hardships in the Demon Abyss these years. Now that you have returned to the sect, you should have a good rest for a few days..." Qing Ling's faint words also contained some loneliness that was difficult to express, but she had not finished her words.
The sword completely enveloped Chu Ze again.
The long sword this time was not the long sword of a disciple, but the sword of several old people in the Zhengjian Sect. Chu Ze also had some obscure consciousness. Chu Ze's eyes moved and he swung away the long sword in front of him, looking at the people in front of him.
The woman's feeling of being in a different world also made Chu Ze a little dumbfounded.
Before he fell into the devil's abyss that day, the face he saw slowly overlapped with the face of the person in front of him. Chu Ze didn't know how to face Qing Ling. A flash of light flashed in his eyes and he looked at Qing Ling's neck: "Well, since Qing Sect Master has already
As arranged, I will listen to the master and take a good rest for a few days."
However, the strange light in Chu Ze's eyes was looking at the position that made Qing Ling shyly sigh: "Master Deng's apprentice is still waiting for you..." Qian Ying left and disappeared on the top of the mountain without saying anything.
The loneliness in Ling Ling's heart also increased. The more plain Chu Ze became, the more Qing Ling felt weak.
Chu Ze's eyes moved and he searched for half a day, but he couldn't find the demonic energy in Qing Ling's body. There was no good explanation for what happened that day. Now that he has become a substantial sword god, he was afraid that there would be more things. He shook his head and Chu Ze also hurried.
Going to the sect master's hall, but looking at the sect on the way, Chu Ze suddenly felt an extremely frightening feeling. A strange aura surged in his body, but Chu Ze slowly suppressed it and looked at the sect master in the distance.
The main hall returned to normal again.
But at the next moment, the dark textures in his body were slowly filled with Chu Ze's blood. Chu Ze spat out a mouthful of dark blood and looked at the blood with incredible eyes. A bright light flashed in his hand and completely erased the traces.
Blood, but the changes in the body are still going on.
A flash of light completely curbed this vicious devouring. However, Chu Ze's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and the aura in his body was becoming more and more difficult to suppress. This had never happened before. Before he could think about it, Chu Ze's eyes went dark.
He also fell into the famous One Hundred Thousand Swords Mountain within Zhengjian Sect...
In the second level, Chu Ze slowly woke up and would be unconscious for a period of time every time he passed the level. Chu Ze also had some faint doubts in his heart. Looking at the mountain range in front of him, Chu Ze used his consciousness to observe what other mountains there were again.
There is a long road left, and the second level has ended. What lies ahead is the third level, a long road shrouded in fog.
Chu Ze stood up slowly and looked at his body turning into a soul again. Chu Ze shook his head and slowly walked towards the long road. This time, even though he stepped into the mist, the old voice did not sound, but the sound in Chu Ze's consciousness
Memories gradually became clearer from vagueness, and a long-lost feeling suddenly enveloped Chu Ze...