The 2682nd chapter forty years of swordsmanship defies destiny! (10)
In front of the cold ancient city.
A group of Qingyun monks stopped for a rare moment, with rare sadness and confusion in their eyes.
They have lived to save people all these years.
This is their living belief! But at this moment, this belief seems to have cracks.
On the city wall.
Su Xuan was hunched over, his dry white hair flying freely, covering his eyes.
But not long after he got up, Su Xuan jumped down.
"There's no one left, let's go."
Su Xuan spoke up.
"Brother, take a rest!"
Bai Changkong grabbed Su Xuan, whose expression became calm, and growled, not for himself, but because he was afraid that Su Xuan would die.
"leader!"
The other Qingyun monks also knelt down and looked at him with red eyes.
Su Xuan was silent and helped them up one by one.
then.
"I am indeed old."
He said hoarsely.
Everyone trembled.
"Let's go to Heifeng Cliff."
Su Xuan looked at Bai Changkong and said with a smile: "I promised you that I would always go and see it in this life."
"Um."
Bai Changkong nodded heavily, looking at the smile on Su Xuan's face, he felt endless sadness.
The hero dies.
It's not that he has lost his faith, nor is he afraid of fighting and death.
He's... just old.
...Ten days later.
Su Xuan and the Qingyun monks came to the Black Phoenix Cliff.
Seeing the majestic Black Phoenix Cliff, they were all a little shocked.
This is already the most remote southern part of the Lingzong area, and almost no living beings came here before.
It is precisely because of this that Su Xuan and the others have never been here.
"It turns out... Black Phoenix Cliff is real."
A glimmer of light appeared in Su Xuan's eyes.
"Brother, there really is Black Phoenix Cliff, and there are many people inside!"
Bai Changkong and the others were a little excited.
"Well, let's go."
Su Xuan spoke up.
A group of Qingyun monks immediately walked towards Heifeng Cliff.
But the next moment.
They turned around in shock and found that Su Xuan had not moved.
"leader?"
"You guys go in, I won't go in."
Su Xuan smiled and waved.
"Why?"
Bai Changkong rushed back.
"It's too quiet inside, I'm not used to it."
Su Xuan said softly.
Bai Changkong was shocked, and his eyes trembled violently.
I'm used to being homeless, used to the roar of the wind, and it's really too quiet inside! "If big brother doesn't go in, then I won't go in either!"
Bai Changkong didn't ask any more questions, but said stubbornly.
"I won't go in either!"
"Me too!"
A group of Qingyun monks spoke out one after another.
Su Xuan pursed his lips.
It's not that he hates silence.
He was just afraid that if he went in, his sharp edge would be gone.
He was just afraid of dying useless inside! He still felt a sense of injustice in his heart, and he still had a sword to strike out.
Looking at the Qingyun monk who spent time with him day and night, Su Xuan said softly: "I am your leader, but I have never ordered you to do anything."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes suddenly turned red, as if they knew what Su Xuan was going to say.
Su Xuan continued: "Today, I order you to go in.
If you don’t go in, I won’t recognize you as cultivators of Qingyun.”
"leader!"
They couldn't help shouting.
"Go in.
I'm not going to die by staying outside, I'm just...unwilling to..." Su Xuan looked at them, his eyes flashing with mottled light: "I have been practicing sword practice for thirty-six years, and I have never slacked off for a day.
The heart of the sword is sincere and the mind of the sword is psychic. However, it is impossible to reverse the fate of mortals... I am really just unwilling to die without doing anything..." Listening to Su Xuan's old voice, Brother Qingyun felt his throat.
Congested.
final.
They walked towards Heifeng Cliff.
Unlike others, you need to go through multiple checks to enter.
As soon as Brother Qingyun appeared, the mortal spirits and monks in Black Phoenix Cliff became excited.
"It's the Qingyun people!"
"You are finally here!"
"Thank you, thank you for saving us back then, otherwise we wouldn't be able to come here at all!"
"Where is your leader?"
"Where's Chief Su? I wanted to thank him in person. I was in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to say thank you.
I have been remembering it all these years, and every time I think about it I feel extremely guilty..." Many of them come from various cities in the Lingzong area.
Seeing the arrival of the Qingyun monks, he immediately welcomed them in enthusiastically.
The Qingyun monks were greeted in a daze.
And soon.
All the creatures in Black Phoenix Cliff were stunned.
Because in their impression, the Qingyun monks who were fearless had burst into tears at some point.
"Brother, your efforts over the years have not been in vain..." Bai Changkong swallowed more, his eyes a little blurry.
He turned his head and looked behind him, but Su Xuan was nowhere to be seen.
He doesn't know.
On a dead tree.
Su Xuan sat cross-legged, with his sword across his knees, looking at the mountains and seas in the distance at the giant beasts.
...Four years later.
Night Shadow Gate.
As early as twenty years ago, this top power in the Lingzong region had become a thing of the past.
The thought of Nanling occupies this place.
The master of Yeying Sect was even taken over by Nanling's thoughts.
At this moment.
In front of the cold and silent Yeyingmen main hall, a burly figure faced the main hall.
He is the leader of the Yeying Sect! But he is covered in lavender with a faint golden light.
And he is even more than one and a half feet tall, far exceeding the height of normal human beings! As for his face... he has a mouth of fangs, which looks extremely ferocious! His eyes are even weirder, one has a vertical pupil, and the other has only the white of the eye without a pupil.
.
He is indeed the master of Yeying Sect, but he has been taken away by Nanling's thoughts.
In Nanling, he was called Wu Tong! "Sir, the Holy Fire of Origin has appeared!"
A Nanling thought rushed over excitedly, shouting urgently.
No pupils moved.
"Big..." Nanling was confused.
But just opened his mouth.
Wutong suddenly turned around, grabbed the Nanling idea with his big hand, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.
"Do you think I'm deaf?"
He whispered solemnly, and then strode down.
"Pass my order, whoever seizes the Holy Fire of Origin, I will seize the body of a strong man for him!"
Wutong's voice spread throughout Yeying Gate, immediately making Nanling's thoughts boil... At the same time.
In a dense forest.
Feng Tianming, Yin Qingniang, Tie Mu and others passed by at high speed.
Feng Tianming had burns in many places all over his body, but there was no pain in his expression, but excitement and a hint of fear.
"Quickly, send word to Heifengya that we have obtained the Holy Fire of Origin!"
Tie Mu growled.
"We've been discovered!"
Yin Qingniang's face didn't look good either.
"They will intercept you on the road!"
"I can't control that much anymore!"
Feng Tianming's expression became determined: "Nanling wants to use the Holy Gate of Origin to break the barrier between Donghuang and Nanling. At this moment, the Holy Gate of Origin is divided into two, half in Nanling's hands and half in Heifengya! As long as they accumulate enough strength,
I will definitely attack Heifengya.
But..." "As long as the Holy Fire of Origin is sent to Heifeng Cliff and the Black Phoenix ignites the Phoenix Nest, Heifeng Cliff will be impregnable and Nanling's plan is doomed to fail!"
"Quick, quick, no matter what the cost, we must send the holy fire to Heifeng Cliff! This is the last hope of our Lingzong area!"
They regard death as home.
Half a day later.
In front of Heifeng Cliff.
Su Xuan, who was motionless at first, suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were so turbid that they were covered with a layer of white film, and sword light shot out.
As far as the eye can see, an invisible message rushes into the Black Phoenix Cliff.
Subconsciously.
Su Xuan held the Beichen Sword.
"I... still have one sword left to kill..." he whispered hoarsely.