"Buzz buzz—" the sword-shaped crystal began to tremble.
The gray-robed old man has been completely separated from Jianpo's heart, but at this moment, Jianpo's heart is still trembling.
Jianxin is psychic! "Old man, stop making such a fuss. You are the heart of Jianxin, and the sword is the king of weapons. How high-spirited were you back then?
But over the years, you have been forced to dim."
"How long has it been since you showed off your sword?"
"How long has it been since you activated your sword intent?"
"I am incompetent. Instead of wasting such a good talent like yours, it would be better to give you to Mr. Tang. I can guarantee that his swordsmanship talent far exceeds mine."
The old man in gray robe slowly spoke.
His tone was calm, as if he were really chatting with an old friend.
"My last wish is that you can help Mr. Tang. In addition, I also hope that you can regain the peak of swordsmanship."
The old man in gray robe spoke solemnly.
Jian Po's heart stopped trembling and slowly calmed down.
But there is a fierce will of swordsmanship on it, clear and thick, making the surrounding air become sharp.
"Mo Lao, you...what do you mean?"
Tang Ming's tone was extremely strange.
I was even more shocked inside.
Logically speaking, it was the other party who helped him kill the Nanling monks and resolve the Xuantian Group's life-and-death crisis. What he really wanted to thank was Tang Ming's thanks to the Mo family.
But now.
The ancestor of the Mo family not only helped him, but also gave him such a generous gift! Tang Ming could tell that the heart of the sword was a top-quality sword, a sword that could channel spirits, and was extremely
Rare! "Mr. Tang, my swordsmanship is broken and I am no longer able to condense the sword spirit. If I leave this sword soul with me, it will only continue to be wasted."
"Let it follow you, Mr. Tang."
The old man in gray robe cupped his fists and bowed: "I also hope that Mr. Tang and Daozhang Fan can remember what they just said and take care of the Mo family. If that doesn't work, they can also keep Mo Fan and Mo Yuyan safe."
"This is all I wish for in my life."
"I'm sorry to bother you two. I'll leave first if I'm going to disturb you for a long time."
The words fell.
Huh! The old man in gray robe left without any hesitation.
..."Mr. Fan, what's going on?"
Tang Ming was a little dumbfounded: "Why is this ancestor of the Mo family so different in his behavior?"
He is still a little confused.
The ancestor of the Mo family's behavior was too straightforward, even a little too straightforward.
"That's the way he is. Rather than giving something away, it's more like asking someone to support him."
"Just accept the things. From now on, I will also take care of the Mo family."
Fan Zhongtian's tone was also a little low as he pocketed "Jinling Dragon Picture - Dark Scroll".
The sword heart also flew over on its own initiative, floating in front of Tang Ming and spinning.
"Isn't this a little bad..." Tang Ming said hesitantly: "I think this ancestor of the Mo family is also half-step to the divine realm, and his energy and blood are strong. It doesn't seem like a sign that his life is approaching."
"His energy and blood are fine, but his soul is about to dry up."
Fan Zhongtian sighed: "How should I put it? He was the strongest man in Jinling City back then. To be precise, he was the strongest swordsman in southern China."
"Zhennan Swordsman!"
"Listen to this name. One man and one sword can guard the south. He has been talented since he was a child. It is said that when he was 25 years old, he broke the mirror Nascent Soul and was unrivaled. Especially his talent in swordsmanship is even more demonic."
"Back then, the name Mo Tianhai was very popular in China. The Zhennan Sword Master was as famous as the Northern Sword Master Ye Jianlong in the north. The two of them could be regarded as representing the strongest sword cultivators in China."
Zhennan Swordsman, Mo Tianhai.
The Sword Master of the North, Ye Jianlong.
Just by their names, these two are extremely powerful.
"What a pity, God is jealous of talented people."
"Back then, Mo Tianhai's cultivation was strong and he was the first to reach the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm and prepare to break the God Realm. However... he failed to break through the Realm. Thunder Punishment came to the world, the sword was broken, and the soul was exhausted."
"Although Mo Tianhai has relied on secret techniques to maintain his longevity for more than a hundred years, it has obviously come to an end."
Fan Zhongtian's tone was sighing.
Divine Realm Divine Realm.
This is the towering giant peak above the heads of many Yuanying realm monks.
No matter how strong you are in the Nascent Soul Realm, you are still a baby before the level of the God Realm. A huge mountain will fall down, your body will die and your soul will disappear, and hundreds of years of hard work will be in vain.
"Actually, back then, there were other ways for Yuanying to break through the divine realm besides forcibly breaking through.
'For example, transforming into a mortal, for example, peeling off the sword soul, squeezing the cultivation level first, and then integrating the sword soul to survive the tribulation together after the cultivation level reaches the limit.'
"But Mo Tianhai was extremely powerful at the time. He was a sword cultivator with a straight heart. He didn't want to go through such twists and turns, so he chose to directly overcome the tribulation."
"At that time, everyone thought he would succeed. After all, he is Zhennan Swordsman Mo Tianhai, and he is extremely powerful. The Mo family even prepared a feast to congratulate him."
"I had just joined Zijin Taoist Temple and was just a young Taoist boy."
Fan Zhongtian recalled the past with a wry smile: "Alas, everyone underestimated the Divine Realm Thunder Tribulation. Mo Tianhai failed."
Speaking of what happened back then, Fan Zhongtian's face was filled with sadness.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred years have passed.
The Zhennan Swordsman who was so dazzling back then could no longer hold on anymore and his life was approaching.
And the little Taoist boy who was unknown at that time has now grown up to be the guard of Jinling, and has also embarked on the road of transforming into a mortal and overcoming calamity.
"The divine realm failed and the soul dried up..." Tang Ming also sighed.
The realm of gods is extremely special and can be regarded as the most important threshold on the path to immortality.
Only by crossing this threshold can you be qualified to continue pursuing the road.
Even in the Immortal Realm, this threshold is extremely terrifying. How many disciples of top Immortal Dao sects are blocked from the door, and even how many peak Nascent Soul Realm are stuck here, daring not to break through.
Because once you fail to break through the situation, you will be unable to recover.
It is still not easy for Mo Tianhai to be able to hold on for so long after failing to break through.
"Since he has given you his sword heart, you should accept it. At least it will be very helpful to you at this stage."
"From now on, the Mo family will also help take care of her a little more."
Fan Zhongtian spoke slowly.
Tang Ming nodded and reached out to grab it.
Whoa! The sword-shaped crystal in front of him was directly accepted by him, and then, an extremely powerful sword intent roared out.
"What a strong swordsman!"
Tang Ming was secretly shocked.
He quickly turned around the four sword intents in his body and suppressed Mo Tianhai's sword intent.
"This old ghost failed to escape the tribulation back then and has been unable to come out of seclusion. Others even thought he had died long ago."
"In the past hundred years, although Mo Tianhai's swordsmanship collapsed, he has been cultivating his sword soul. I did not expect that he would give this to you. I thought he would leave it to the descendants of the Mo family."
Fan Zhongtian shook his head, and then his figure gradually became illusory.
"gone."
"Old Taoist, I will continue to transform into mortals. Although the divine realm is strong, I, Fan Zhongtian, also want to find out."
The sound gradually faded away.
soon.
The void rippled, and Fan Zhongtian also disappeared.