Seven hundred and seventieth chapters Nine Heavens Sword
It's evening.
The sun sets in the west, and the rays of light illuminate the sky.
A blood-colored cloud formed a straight cloud road in the sky, spanning north and south, and extending to the top of Mount Tai.
At this moment, the top of Mount Tai was also like a burning cloud, with a red cloud covering the top and thousands of rays of light, as if there was some kind of strange phenomenon between heaven and earth, which made everyone who saw it marvel.
And at this moment.
"The divine power has been given to you, so I will give you this book of life and death. It is of no use to you if I keep it. Lord Yan's things must be returned after all."
After the thousand-year agreement between Dongyue Shenjun and Li Xiuyuan, Dongyue Shenjun handed over the remaining half of his divine power, and also left the book of life and death. Then he stepped on the Hongqiao, led the ghosts and gods under his command, and faced the endless rolling sea of clouds.
The golden palace gradually disappeared into the sea of clouds.
In the palace.
Then the temple disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and disappeared.
Dongyue and all his subordinates left at this moment.
At the top of Mount Tai, only Li Xiuyuan, who was seriously injured and bleeding, was accompanied by a red fox.
Li Xiuyuan's face was pale and bloodless at the moment. Although his wound was not big, it was bleeding continuously. Even his strong body could not support it. At this moment, he could not even sit up. His head fell and his whole body collapsed.
Go down.
"Sir." Third Sister Hu cried sadly and hugged him.
Li Xiuyuan coughed twice, and the blood in his chest flowed faster. His eyes were a little dazed, and he no longer looked as bright as usual. He looked at the sky and murmured to himself: "What a beautiful peach forest, the flowers are blooming."
It’s so beautiful, am I here again?”
Taolin?
Third Sister Hu looked up with tears in her eyes, only to see that the sky was covered with clouds and looked red. There was a peach forest somewhere. She was obviously seriously injured and had hallucinations when she was dying.
And this red cloud was caused by the blood flowing from his body steaming up into the sky, dyeing the white clouds red.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the red clouds, and suddenly he was in a peach forest.
That dream seemed to appear clearly before my eyes again.
Li Xiuyuan seemed to be out of control. He watched the red clouds fluttering, and he seemed to have walked into the depths of the peach forest.
"Ding, ding ding~!" came a sound like iron.
"Shh, third sister, listen, there is a sound." Li Xiuyuan murmured.
Sister Hu Sanjie listened intently, but heard nothing: "Sir, there is no sound, nothing. You heard wrong."
She cried and hugged him tighter.
"Why, how could it not be, ding, ding, ding, this is the sound of blacksmithing, that old blacksmith is forging iron." Li Xiuyuan said.
"Rumble"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud rumbling sound in the sky, as if thunder was rolling and lightning was colliding.
"That's the sound of thunder." Third Sister Hu said.
Li Xiuyuan followed the peach forest in a daze, looking for the sound of blacksmithing, and continued walking forward, but he saw a blacksmith shop. In the blacksmith shop, an old blacksmith was working hard on blacksmithing.
"My guest, you're here again. It's a coincidence that you're here today. Look, the fire is going strong right now. Don't you have a broken sword that needs to be repaired? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." The old blacksmith pointed out.
Pointing behind him.
When I came here before, there was only one flame in the fire behind me, but today it is as red as blood and burning brightly.
Li Xiuyuan looked down and saw a broken sword in his hand, which was his immortal-killing sword.
"Can it be repaired if the knife is broken like this?" He subconsciously held out the sword.
"Of course." The old blacksmith said.
Li Xiuyuan, who was lying in Sister Hu's arms, suddenly raised his hand and reached for the sky. He saw a ray of light shining, and a broken knife flew out of his hand and flew straight to the nine heavens. In an instant, he flew to the red sky above the sky.
Among the clouds.
"Rumble"
The red clouds rolled and stirred, rushing toward the Immortal-killing Sword like flames.
Frequent visions occurred between heaven and earth. The sky seemed to be boiling at this moment. Thousands of red lights burst out from the red clouds, illuminating the heaven and earth and covering all directions.
"Old blacksmith, please recast this sword for me." Li Xiuyuan murmured softly again.
Third Sister Hu cried even more sadly. She looked up at the sky, but she couldn't see the old blacksmith. She only saw the immortal-killing sword flying out of the young master's hand.
"It's not enough to have a knife and fire. You also need to have enough iron to repair it. The two pieces of fine iron in your hands are very good." In the blacksmith shop in the peach forest, the old blacksmith pointed at Li Xiuyuan's other one.
Hands.
Li Xiuyuan raised his palm, and saw that there were indeed two heavy pieces of fine iron in his hand, one shimmering with golden light, and the other as dark as ink.
He nodded and sent the two pieces of iron out.
The old blacksmith smiled after the result and immediately threw the broken knife and iron into the furnace.
At this moment, Third Sister Hu saw Li Xiuyuan in her arms and waved her hand again. The divine power of Dongyue Divine Lord and the divine authority of Yan Jun flew out, turning into a golden light and a black light and rushing into the red cloud that seemed to be half boiling.
It was hit and disappeared together with the broken immortal-killing sword.
"Mr. Gongzi, don't, don't do this. That's the divine power you got with great difficulty. You can become a god by relying on divine power even after you die. Take it back quickly." Sister Hu said with a trembling voice. She touched Li Xiuyuan's cheek,
But it is getting colder and colder, with only the slightly opened eyes
There is still a trace of spirit that has not been extinguished.
The blood in his chest gradually began to solidify, and it seemed that all the blood in his heart had drained away.
"No, it's okay. I want to make a knife for the old blacksmith. Look, the fire in the furnace is very bright, the knife is already red-hot, and the stone has melted." Li Xiuyuan said weakly.
The red clouds in the sky were boiling and rolling. A dazzling golden light penetrated the clouds and then melted like water. It began to merge into the birth of the red clouds. Another black light filled the nine days, but it also melted like mercury.
Flowed somewhere among the clouds.
"Oops, it's almost done. The old blacksmith is going to raise his hammer and strike." Li Xiuyuan said again.
"Boom~!"
There was another change in the sky. At this moment, when the rays of light were shining and the luck was boiling, a bolt of thunder came out of nowhere, fell from the nine heavens, and struck into the depths of the clouds. It seemed to have hit something, and it made a deafening roar, as if
The sound of gold and iron clashing, but it doesn't work
, this sound can penetrate deeply into people's hearts and shake their souls.
At this moment, the heaven and earth trembled, and the sun and moon became dim.
All the ghosts and spirits in the world were frightened and trembled when they heard this thunder.
"Boom~!"
There was another thunderous explosion, as if it was shaking in my ears. The ghosts began to cry and howl, the gods and Buddhas began to tremble in fear, the spirits fled in fright, and the cultivators raised their heads and looked at the sky in fear.
"What kind of thunder is this? It is really the nemesis of ghosts and gods. Even hearing the sound is so painful."
In the ghost city of the underworld, there was a ghost king whose body was torn apart by the shock. He was in so much pain that he could only hold his head and groan.
The Ghost King is like this, let alone those ghost generals, dark soldiers, and ghost warriors.
"There is a great change in heaven and earth."
In Taoist temples all over the country, practitioners woke up from their trances one after another. They felt that the heaven was in chaos, and their magic power and Taoism were suppressed at this moment.
"This time is even more terrifying than that saint's great wish. I feel that the essence of the sun and moon have disappeared at this moment, and they have all rushed to the top of Mount Tai." The enlightened immortals and the ghosts and gods in the sky felt this change and rushed to Mount Tai.
He cast a spell in the direction to investigate and left.
However, as soon as the spell was cast, some gods wailed and their eyes stung, making them blind and bleeding. Some immortals cast a mysterious light technique, and the mysterious light exploded, and bursts of thunder were heard, making them jump with fear.
There were spirits in the forest who heard the thunder and ran away subconsciously.
The old turtle and the old ape who spit out the pills hurriedly took back the pills and hid in the mountains and rivers. When the hunting tigers and leopards heard this, they were frightened and walked back to their nests. They spread out their flowers and quickly closed them against the vegetation under the sun and moon.
Flowers lowered their branches
"Rumble"
The thunder on the top of Mount Tai continued, and terrifying lightning bolts intertwined, all striking into the blood-red clouds.
Li Xiuyuan's Tao is based on the immortal-killing sword, watered by divine power, struck by thunder and lightning, melted by blood and blood, supplemented by the harmony of yin and yang, the creation of heaven and earth, and Mount Tai as the furnace.
There is no peach forest at this moment, only the red clouds left behind after the blood and blood transpired along the way. If there were a peach forest, these thousands of miles of white clouds stained red by blood would be the peach forest.
There is no blacksmith shop, only a towering Mount Tai, lying on the earth. If there is a blacksmith shop, Mount Tai is the place where broadswords are cast.
Without the old blacksmith, there is only the creation of heaven and earth. If there is an old blacksmith, the will of God is manifested.
There is no clear sound of iron striking, only the thunder and lightning. The thunder makes a deafening roar. If there is the sound of iron striking, this thunder and lightning is the sound of iron striking made by the heaven and earth.
The dream that I did did not exist at all,
It was nothing more than a scene that Li Xiuyuan received from heaven and manifested in his mind.
At this moment, Sister Hu could not help but look up at the sky with fear and trembling. She vaguely saw that at the moment when the red clouds were split by thunder and lightning, the golden and black light gathered together, like yin and yang in harmony, and the shape of a big sword gradually became clear.
The broadsword has no form, like some kind of aura manifested, without the sword
It has a handle, because no one can hold it; it has no edge, because heaven and earth are the blades.
"Cough, cough." Li Xiuyuan's eyes gradually closed, and he seemed very weak even when he coughed.
There seemed to be a hint of recollection in his eyes, as various scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a fleeting glance.
Suddenly, he seemed to have a flashback again. He didn't know where the strength came from. Looking at the memory of the sky, it seemed that he had returned to the scene when he first entered Lanruo Temple and faced the painted wall.
"Three, third sister." Li Xiuyuan said suddenly.
"Yes, the slave family is here, the slave family is listening." Sister Hu couldn't stop crying. She knew that today's death of the young master was a foregone conclusion, and even the gods could not change it.
The sadness and pain in her heart are incomprehensible to others.
Who says ghost foxes are heartless? It's just that this feeling is different from that of humans, but it's still strong and unforgettable.
"I seem to have a poem that I haven't finished yet. If I don't write it now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance in the future." Li Xiuyuan squeezed out a smile on his pale face; "I'm afraid I won't be able to write any good poems at this time, but I will anyway.
But it’s just something on my mind,”
Sister Hu nodded repeatedly and wiped away her tears and said, "No, it's okay. You can write it if you want. I'll remember it for you."
"Um"
Li Xiuyuan closed his eyes and spoke slowly: "I am suffering because my ambition is not to serve the people, and there are cries everywhere in the mountains and rivers. When my generation is in troubled times, I swear to fight injustice on behalf of the heaven."
"Dragons and horses neigh and hold guns, and demons and demons slaughter a basketful of demons. Demons can be destroyed, ghosts can descend, but only gods and Buddhas can cause trouble in this world."
"I wish to enter the heavenly palace and kill the gods and Buddhas, so that the divine way will decline and the human way will prosper."
"I turn my great aspirations into a sword and hang it in the nine heavens to reveal the holy light."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the swords gathering in the sky, the thunder gradually subsided, and said: "Eternity is the same."
"From now on, all living beings have knives on their heads. Who dares to stand high above them?"
When he finished reciting the last word, he saw that above the sky, the glow exploded, thunder and lightning overflowed, and the divine power disappeared. There was only a big sword hanging across the sky, formless, without blade or handle, and only a dazzling aura condensed.
, this breath is vast and infinite, the heaven and the earth are righteous, the sun and the moon are tilted towards it, but
It can destroy all evil spirits in the world and kill thousands of ghosts, gods, immortals and Buddhas.
No one can control this sword. When it is forged, it turns into the light of the bright moon, soars into the sky, hides for nine days, and hangs above the heads of all living beings like the sun and moon.
Although the sword is ruthless, it has a spirit. If there is a big demon in trouble and evil ghosts cannibalize people, the light of this sword will hang down from the nine heavens, killing demons and ghosts, and no one can stop it.
Sister Hu looked at the changes in the sky. When she lowered her head again, Li Xiuyuan in her arms had her eyes closed tightly and no breath. The exquisite heart with seven orifices on her chest had lost all its blood and its light was no longer there. The breath of the saint has since disappeared.
Without a trace.
"Ah~!"
When Sanjie Hu saw Ailang dying in her arms, she couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry hoarsely.
The grief in her heart reached its extreme, and she could no longer bear the emotions in her heart at this moment.
"God is unfair. You have saved everyone in the world, but who among the people in the world will save you? What kind of karma is this?" Sanjie Hu shouted in grief and anger.
But no one on the top of Mount Tai responded to her cry of grief, only the rolling sea of clouds and the biting mountain wind.
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