Far away from the Shengyuan Dynasty, there is a mysterious place.
A mountain peak, shaped like a heavenly sword, is over 10,000 feet high and towers straight into the depths of the sky.
In the clouds on the mountain peaks, you can reach out and touch the flowing clouds. When you look down, you will feel like you are at the top of the mountain and you can see all the small mountains at a glance.
On the top of the mountain, there is a futon.
There was a young man sitting cross-legged on the futon.
The young man closed his eyes and seemed to be meditating.
He has long hair as bright as gold, a simple and loose white robe, and his skin is as bright as jade.
His appearance is also very handsome, although not as good as Jun Xiaoyao.
But there is a temperament in him that even Jun Xiaoyao does not have.
That's perfection.
From head to toe, from inside to outside, it gives people a sense of incomparable harmony and perfection.
No matter the facial features or the proportions of the body, they all seem to have been carefully carved by God. There is not one point more or one point less.
This almost perfect temperament gave this young man a feeling like an immortal.
People with this kind of perfect feeling are very rare. They have another name in the Southern Sky Territory...
The Tenth Grade Tianjiao Supreme!
At a certain moment, the blond young man slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were silver, with dense runes flowing in his pupils, giving him an eerie beauty.
Long golden hair, silver eyes, perfect temperament, a natural god!
Around this young man, an illusory real dragon vaguely appeared.
If Ye Guchen were here, he would be surprised to find that this illusory real dragon is all made of sword energy.
At the same time, between the young man's eyebrows, a golden sword shadow emerged, exuding a light that appeared and disappeared, as if it was being drawn and resonated by some kind.
This golden sword shadow is actually 70% similar to the sword shadow in Su Jianshi's heart!
The young man seemed surprised and looked in a certain direction.
"Found it." The young man let out a faint smile.
Behind the man, an old man in white robes appeared at some point, his aura calm and indistinct.
"Mr. Qiu, I feel the aura of that sword." The man with blond hair and silver eyes said.
"Master, are you going to get that sword?" the white-robed old man named Qiu Lao asked.
"It's not possible yet. My True Dragon Sword Dao is in a critical period of cultivation and I can't be distracted for the time being. I would like to go there and find out the situation first," the young man said calmly.
"It is an honor for me to be able to contribute to the young master." Mr. Qiu respectfully handed over his hand.
"The breath of that sword is in that direction." The young man stretched out his finger.
The place he was pointing to was clearly the direction of the Shengyuan Dynasty!
"Yes, the little old man will definitely help the young master regain that sword!" Qiu Lao handed over his hand again, and then stepped into the void, and a breath came out, it was a Tiangong venerable!
A venerable man treated this young man like a servant, extremely humble!
Looking at Qiu Lao's retreating figure, the young man showed a faint smile.
"I am the Supreme Prodigy of the Tenth Grade. I was born to uphold the great destiny of heaven and earth. I ride on the clouds and control the true dragon. I am destined to dominate the ups and downs of a region."
"What I want can never escape my grasp, whether it is the sword sect's inheritance or that sword."
The man with blond hair and silver eyes smiled, and a cyan sword-shaped emblem also appeared on the back of his hand.
It is the symbol of the Nine Generations Sword Sect sequence!
With the departure of Qiu Lao, a vague storm seems to be set off in Lianhua Village.
But at this moment, Ye Guchen was flying in the sky with the divine eagle on the blue sky eagle.
He did not go to the Jianzong Tower Forest first, but returned to the Tianhuang Plain.
Ye Guchen did not forget the agreement he made with Situ Hongxue.
When he was about to reach that place, Ye Guchen piloted the Blue Sky Eagle and slowly descended.
The plains are swept by wind and sand, but where is the beauty left?
Seeing this scene, Ye Guchen sighed slightly.
He had a vague expectation in his mind, but he didn't want it to be true.
The beautiful woman has gone, but there seems to be a faint fragrance still lingering in the air.
Ye Guchen felt a little melancholy. He suddenly saw something buried in the yellow sand.
He stepped forward and picked it out, and it turned out to be the hairpin he had given to Situ Hongxue.
There is a line of words engraved on the hairpin.
If heaven is sentimental, heaven will also grow old.
Ye Guchen stared at this hairpin for a long time, and vaguely, the beauty's voice and smile seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
Then, Ye Guchen held the hairpin in one hand, and the Meteor Star Soft Sword suddenly appeared in the other hand.
Ye Guchen closed his eyes.
Seeing Ye Guchen's state, the divine eagle not far away was very understanding and did not disturb him, watching quietly.
Because he had just broken through the clarity of the sword's heart not long ago, and Ye Guchen was feeling emotional at this moment.
For a moment, Ye Guchen's thoughts came to his mind and he realized something.
An hour...
Two hours...
Three hours...
Ye Guchen stood like this in the wind and sand for half a day, holding a sword in one hand and a hairpin in the other.
However, even Ye Guchen didn't know that in the distance on the other side, in the void, a figure was looking at Ye Guchen with his hands behind his back.
Dressed in washed white cloth, with a handsome face, he is clearly full of wind.
Although he was blind, he could sense the aura of Ye Guchen's sword intent, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
After a long time, Ye Guchen finally moved.
He drew his sword.
This sword is not fast, it can even be called slow.
Moreover, the sword light was not sharp, as if it were a lover's hand gently caressing his cheek.
However, it was this slow and gentle sword move that made the divine eagle not far away feel a little hairy.
"This sword is so terrifying!" The divine eagle's feathers stood on end, as if it was frightened.
It is a fourth-level monster, comparable to a strong soul. Even it said such words, which shows the power of Ye Guchen's sword.
But not only that, the moment Ye Guchen drew his sword, a poignant and sad artistic conception of the sword also spread out.
This kind of sad artistic conception, just like Situ Hongxue's sad determination, is so sad and beautiful that it makes people cry.
Like the Eye of Shura, this is a method of soul influence.
It's just that the Eye of Shura creates many terrifying illusions, while this sword shakes people's hearts with sad emotions.
It is conceivable that Ye Guchen would use this sword during a battle.
If the opponent's mind is affected, they will be defeated more easily.
After the sword came out, Ye Guchen sighed slightly.
This is Ye Guchen's first swordsmanship in this world, and it only has one move.
However, this move is amazing enough.
If word spread, it would definitely shock everyone.
Not everyone can create their own sword moves, only some great masters who have been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years can do it.
Moreover, self-created sword moves are also divided into levels. It is easy to create your own sword skills if you are innate or below.
But Ye Guchen's move was obviously extremely powerful, and it also contained a soul method, which was by no means weaker than the spirit-level swordsmanship.
A seventeen-year-old swordsman in the Qi Refining Realm has created his own spiritual-level swordsmanship. If he tells it, he will scare a bunch of swordsman masters to death!
And Ye Guchen knew that because his Qi Sea was sealed, this sword was only a prototype.
When it is perfected in the future, its power will be even more amazing.
"Situ Hongxue, is this your last gift to me?"
Although he created a sword move of his own, Ye Guchen was not very excited, but just a little melancholy.
"Yes, what's the name of your sword?"
Suddenly, a figure flew over from the distance. Ye Guchen raised his eyebrows and looked at it. It was Fengmanlou.
"This sword is called... Tianruoqing."
Ye Guchen paused for a moment and said.
If the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old. This sword move is like the sky is sentimental!