Chapter 1137 Lovers eventually become brothers and sisters
Looking from a distance, the mountain peaks tower into the clouds, towering like pillars holding up the sky.
But when Wu Ming saw it for the first time, it was as if an invisible giant was approaching the mountain peak with a sword in his hand, and was magnified infinitely. He suddenly felt that he was small, like a small boat in the stormy waves.
Wu Ming subconsciously retreated, everything was like an illusion, the mountain was still the same mountain, still aloof and unparalleled, making people feel unattainable and awe-inspiring!
"As expected of the Heavenly Sword Sect, this mountain gate's heart-refining vision alone is better than countless secret techniques in the world!"
Wu Ming took a deep breath, stared at the mountain peak, and walked straight forward.
Just like before, the invisible giant reappeared, holding a giant sword and pressing forward. Wu Ming took a step forward, and the opponent took a step forward, and the sense of oppression increased.
At first, wherever Wu Ming looked, he felt that he could not even reach the opponent's toenails, but as he gradually got closer, in his own senses, the sword-wielding giant gradually shrank.
Not only that, while the pressure doubled, there was also an almost physical pain that cut through the skin, like a sharp blade passing through the meridians, and even going straight into the mind.
Fortunately, Wu Ming had extraordinary perseverance and a strong and tenacious soul, and finally faced the sword-wielding giant face to face.
"call……"
Wu Ming let out a hearty breath of turbid air. The mountain breeze blew through him, making him shiver, and then he realized that he had already sweated through his clothes.
Although the body is tired, the mental state is surprisingly good, and the mind is indescribably relaxed. Although it is not to the level of extraordinary sublimation and transformation, it is more tenacious and condensed than before.
When he looked again, in the previously terrifying empty space, there was suddenly a stone statue with a man standing in front of him, whose face could not be seen clearly. He was standing with a sword in his arms, which was exactly the same as what he had seen before.
"Thank you, senior!"
Wu Ming bowed and bowed, stepped forward, and was about to step onto the stone steps in front of the mountain, but suddenly his whole body froze.
Click!
The stone statue trembled slightly, and the sword in his arms seemed to shake. Although it was very slight, Wu Ming's perception was extremely sharp, and he still noticed something unusual.
"You didn't get any benefits?"
Wu Ming rubbed the bridge of his nose speechlessly, lifted up his robe, and climbed up the stairs without looking back.
In fact, he did not find any human beings or creatures in the stone statues. Instead, he tried to test it out with the idea of hitting the pole first, since there would be no loss anyway.
After all, the previous vision was indeed extraordinary. At least this stone statue was not an ordinary thing. It could not be said that it had been influenced by the power of faith of the Qianjie Sword Sect disciples for countless years and had developed spiritual wisdom.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he didn't get anything at all, and his artificial performance was all in vain.
Click, click, click!
But what Wu Ming didn't know was that after he turned up the stone steps and his figure gradually disappeared into the mountain road, the stone statue seemed to come to life, slowly turning around and looking in the direction he left.
After a while, the stone statue returned to its original state, as if it had never changed, and no one saw this amazing scene.
Because, even among the disciples of the Qianjie Sword Sect, few people know what kind of sign the strange movement of the stone statue indicates!
On the top of Tongtian Sword Cliff, there are nine sword steles standing like tombs. Five people are seated on them, and the four steles in the middle are hanging in the air.
"How's this going?"
One of them was an old man with white beard and hair, a slender face, and a voice like a bell.
"The soul is tough, the perseverance is unparalleled, and you can practice swordsmanship!"
To his left, a middle-aged man who looked like a Confucian scholar said something indifferently, and without waiting for anyone else to speak, he continued, "What a pity, I have other things on my mind!"
A tall and burly old man in his fifties who was about to speak moved his lips but did not speak.
In the end, there were only an old woman with gray hair and chicken skin left. The former had her head drooped as if she was asleep, and the latter sat with her eyes closed and said nothing.
The hale old man frowned slightly, rubbed a sword-shaped jade in his hand, and glanced to one side like lightning.
There was no one there, but if you followed your gaze downwards, you could see a thatched house. There were shadows in front of the house, as if someone was walking around.
"Since I have no objection, then press..."
After pondering for a moment, the tall old man made a decision.
"Senior Brother Zhou!"
The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "This man is lawless and wantonly kills the semi-saints of the human race, which has violated the bottom line of all the temples. We, the Qianjie Sword Sect, are also a member of the Chinese human race and should obey the will of the human race.
I propose that this son be left to the disposal of the temples!"
"Lin Tong!"
The tall old man suddenly raised his head, with a sharp edge in his eyes. The robes around him moved without any wind, making hunting noises, as if there was a surging sword intent, stirring up the sky, and shouted in a low voice, "I, the Qianjie Sword Sect, are naturally a member of the human race.
, but the state has national laws, and the sect has sect rules. Since this boy has practiced the Thousand Sword Fingers, he is a disciple of our sect, how can there be any reason to hand it over to others?"
"The origin of this son's Thousand-section Sword Finger is strange and worthy of investigation!"
Lin Tong, a middle-aged man in scholar's shirt, said calmly.
"There are not a few disciples of our sect who have died abroad in the past generations. It is nothing to hear rumors from time to time. This matter is not without precedent!"
The tall old man gave a cold look and turned his gaze to a sword monument in the middle right.
"I don't deny that this boy is a good young man who can practice swordsmanship, but he behaves surly and lawlessly, and he is a scheming figure for the sect. I feel that accepting him as a disciple might lead to disaster!"
Lin Tong's pupils shrank, he turned his head noncommittally and said calmly.
"Oh!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of the tall old man's mouth, and he said without concealing his sarcasm, "One might be a source of disaster. The purpose of our Qianjie Sword Sect is to emerge from the mountains to deal with disasters in troubled times. In prosperous times, we hide in the mountains and forests. How could we encounter troubled times and accept a disciple and become a source of trouble?"
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"Since Senior Brother Ge is so insistent, you might as well accept this son and see what the people of Wei think of your Ge family!"
Lin Tong said calmly.
"you……"
The tall old man leaned forward, his eyes flashed sharply, and he sat down again angrily.
"Okay, we are all our brothers and sisters, but let's discuss the matter and don't let this hurt our harmony!"
The tall old man waved his hand slightly to give the other party a step up. He looked at Lin Tong with slightly drooped eyelids and said, "Junior Brother Lin..."
"Senior Brother Zhou!"
At this moment, the thirty-year-old Xu Yingqi woman suddenly raised her head.
"Junior sister Fang!"
Lin Tong's expression froze, and his hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists.
The other party ignored him and said calmly, "Little sister does not deny what Senior Brother Lin said, and Senior Brother Zhou also said it is reasonable, but this son came here under the sword summoning order from the sect. If this matter spreads, it will not be avoided.
In fact, it is said that my Qianjie Sword Sect, a top-ranked sect, actually set a trap, violated the sect’s rules, and induced the disciples to convict others!”
"absurd!"
Lin Tong shouted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "This son has never left any sword marks on the sword monument, and has never paid homage to the sages at the Sword Tomb. How can he ever become a disciple of our sect?"
"Jian Lao sent a message!"
The woman said calmly.
"What?"
Lin Tong's expression suddenly changed. He was worshiping the hale old man, the tall old man, and the old woman, who also looked shocked.
Surprisingly, no one asked, and no one seemed to think that the woman dared to lie about this matter, because they knew very well what Jian Lao represented in the Qianjie Sword Sect!
"Zhou Kong!"
The old woman slowly lowered her head and said in a low and inaudible voice, "If you go into the mountain and pass through the sword forest, you can leave traces on the sword monument. If you don't succeed, you will... die!"
"Sister, don't worry!"
The tall old man nodded and left.
The woman's beautiful eyes sparkled slightly, her brows furrowed heroically, but she said nothing, and the light and shadow around her disappeared in a flash.
Lin Tong smiled slightly, seemed to be relieved, slightly cupped his hands to the old woman, and walked away.
"snort!"
The tall old man was still a little unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey the old woman and left with a groan.
Not long after, only the old woman was left sitting in front of the nine sword monuments.
"Come out!"
While the tea was being served, the old woman said without raising her head.
"Master!"
But he saw the woman go and come back, kneeling directly in front of the old woman.
It is hard to imagine that two of the five powerful men who seemed to be on equal footing actually had a master-disciple relationship.
"If you're begging for mercy, don't say it!"
The old woman said indifferently.
"Disciple doesn't know how to plead for mercy, but if I don't understand something, I still ask Master to clarify it!"
The woman said stubbornly.
"explain!"
The old woman still did not raise her head, as if the relationship between master and disciple was not harmonious.
"Back then, that man clearly had the hope of becoming a swordsman. Why did you try so hard to obstruct him, causing his swordsmanship to be interrupted and his family to be destroyed?"
"Asshole!"
The old woman was furious, her black hair danced wildly, and she drank coldly like lightning. The nine sword monuments vibrated and trembled, then returned to normal immediately.
The woman's pretty face turned as white as paper in an instant, with blood bleeding from the corners of her mouth, but she stood still like a lotus in the rain.
"Is this the reason why your swordsmanship has not improved for many years?"
The old woman's silver hair slowly fell back, as if the previous angry scene was just an illusion, her voice was desolate.
"Disciple has failed Master's high expectations!"
There is room for women to be submissive.
"Idiot!"
The old woman sighed, stretched out her withered right hand, caressed the woman's hair, and sighed, "I made a mistake as a teacher!"
"Master!"
The woman was stunned, with tears in her eyes.
"As a teacher, you can make a mistake once, but you will never make a mistake a second time!"
The old woman smiled gently and said softly, "The secret of this child is unknown. Although it may be a powerful person deliberately doing it to disturb the sky, it is not impossible that he was born at the right time. Although Lu Xifeng and Lin Jianye are extraordinary, they are even in the temples.
He is listed in the destiny list, but...hey, this can be regarded as compensation for that person as a teacher!"
"But Jianlin..."
The woman wondered.
"Since this child has alarmed Mr. Jian, it means that he must be extraordinary. Don't forget the opportunity after breaking through the sword forest!"
The old woman said.
"But Lu Xifeng and Lin Jianye have already entered the sword forest. They are a half-step spiritual platform and a third-level soul. They have great hope, but this boy is only a Yin Shen. If there is anything wrong, with that person's temper..."
The woman's worries continued to grow.
"If this is true, then this is fate!"
The old woman slowly lowered her head and no more words came out.
When the woman saw this, she bit her red lips, turned around and left unwillingly.
"Yue'e, Yue'e, it's not because you are cruel to your mother, but you and that person are half-brothers and sisters. It's a pity that you have practiced the sword of Thousand Calamities, refined your bloodline, and are destined to have such a calamity... Even I can't
Breaking the oath...ah!"
But what the woman didn't know was that shortly after she left, the old woman's skinny body slowly straightened up like a mountain, and she became as powerful as a sharp sword, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Wu Ming didn't know about all this, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't care because he didn't know it.
Moreover, I don’t even have the heart to care!
At this time, Wu Ming was walking step by step on the long, seemingly endless stone steps, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, as if he was troubled by something inexplicable.
After taking another step, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and I saw only shadows on the dark road ahead, stretching as far as the eye can see!