Dang~!
The vertical spine of the sword flipped in the air holding the thin and sharp sword tip.
The light from the sky diverged on the spine of the sword, and for a moment, it burst into iridescence.
The white-haired man held the broken sword in his hand. The hilt, which should have defined the ideal model of the sword, had been twisted into a mess of gold and wood strands, and was tightly held in his hand by his five fingers. It also held his right hand.
His five fingers cut numerous wounds.
Lu Shuanghe didn't pay attention to his wounds or his sword. He just looked at Jiang Wang.
In those eyes that were as cold as heaven, there was a little doubt, a rare ripple -
Jiang Wang's sword, which combined time and destiny, did not kill him.
He is the person who stood at the top of the cave and has been waiting for Jiang Wang for a long time. There is no need for a reason to kill him, only for not killing him.
If he is the winner today, he will never let Jiang Wang go.
It's not that he has any hatred for Jiang Wang. He has absolutely no resentment towards Jiang Wang. It's just that... it's not necessary.
With a sword like that that transcends Dongzhen's past limits, he will move forward naturally.
No matter whether there are vegetation, flowers and birds, humans, ghosts or demons in front of you, you can take them all with one sword.
He will not hold back for Jiang Wang.
It doesn't matter whether Jiang Wang is alive or dead. Jiang Wang is no different from anything else in the world.
But why would Jiang Wang go out of his way to restrain himself for Lu Shuanghe?
Isn’t the lesson learned by Fengxi River profound enough?
And even this little ripple of life and death, this little doubt, didn't stay in Lu Shuanghe's heart for long.
At such a moment, the white-haired real man named "Seven Kills" looked at Jiang Wang steadily.
He didn't ask "Why don't you kill me?"
Instead, he asked -
"Is there another sword?"
It doesn't matter what Jiang Wang thinks. Killing him or not killing him is just one of the countless choices that happen every day in this world.
He was just looking forward to a higher scenery. He wanted to see if there was a stronger sword in Dongzhen's realm.
This path is not yet complete, and this heart cannot die.
At this time, Jiang Wang had sheathed his sword in its sheath, his peerless edge was gone, Gao Miao's mind sank, and Dong Zhen's supreme heroism was gone -
And these have nothing to do with Lu Shuanghe.
The brilliance of the extraordinary world was once revealed to the young boy for the first time in the light of Lu Shuanghe's sword.
But when he stumbled out of Fengxi Town, he always took a different path than Lu Shuanghe.
This road had already forked by the small river in Fengxi Town. Young Jiang Wang and Yi Shengfeng had already made their choice. At that time, the dream of seeking immortality was in the horizon, and the unbelievable pain was under the water.
.
Time flies until now, and the three words "Lu Shuang River" are just passing scenery.
Passed by.
"I'm going back to eat." Jiang Wang said.
He glanced at Lu Shuanghe lightly, and then his figure faded away like water vapor spreading on the paper.
Such a look...
Lu Shuanghe saw his own eyes in these eyes that hung like sky mirrors.
He seemed to see a clear river flowing through the years.
He and Jiang Wang looked at each other across the clear river water, as if they were still the same as before.
Only then did he realize that the scene of shock and fear deep under the water was the first time a child's eyes reflected this bizarre and extraordinary world.
But maybe the river in Fengxi Town is too clear and the water is too twists and turns, which actually deviates from ruthlessness and washes away the betrayal... What is left? The persistence of "Tao"?
Lu Shuanghe didn't care.
But his hand that tightly held the sword hilt, which was cut without a piece of living flesh, lost all strength for a moment.
He held it again.
He always felt that between him and Yi Shengfeng, or between him and Jiang Wang - in short, one was him and the other was Xiang Fengqi's back that he was waiting for - only one of these two people could continue to move forward.
And he is the one who moves forward.
He had no reservations about Yi Shengfeng's teachings, and his waiting for Jiang Wang was absolutely untrue.
Xiang Fengqi died in an arrogant challenge that shocked the past and the present, and he lost the possibility of pursuit forever.
There is no Xiang Fengqi in the world, so he wants to cultivate one, or wait for one.
Now of course he knew that Jiang Wang was not someone's back.
The person who can surpass Xiang Fengqi will not be the second Xiang Fengqi.
Now, at this moment, in this story where only one person can move forward, Jiang Wang said - I'm leaving first, you can follow...it's okay if you can't keep up.
The ending of the story is completely different from what was imagined.
But it should.
The person who can beat himself must be the person who breaks his imagination.
Lu Shuanghe didn't say anything more, he just held his broken sword, whose shape was almost invisible, and walked towards the shadowy distance.
The wind blows the white hair, as if it is covered with frost and snow.
Just like that time outside Fengxi Town, with a single stroke of sword light, he never looked back.
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Wow~
The light of the sword split the sky and created waves.
The boundless sea of ​​subconsciousness sways peacefully in the sea breeze.
The man in green shirt with his hair tied up in a jade crown is walking on the mirror-like sea surface.
What is reflected in the ocean mirror is not him and his sky. It is another sky, and under that sky, a white bridge - connecting delusions and reality, daydreams.
If someone is walking on the Daydream Bridge, in the other world, the man in blue with his hair tied up in a jade crown will also be reflected on the bottom of the sea.
Daydreams and the subconscious sea are two mirrored lives. They are connected together to build the true path of yin and yang.
With just one thought, the yin and yang were reversed, and the three paths passed through the world, Jiang Wang could reach the end. He wanted to go back to the Huaiguo Duke's Mansion for dinner, and the fastest way was of course to follow the true path of yin and yang back.
But at this moment, he looked up at the sky.
His eyes were as bright as hanging mirrors, without any visible waves. They reflected everything and seemed to have lost everything.
At the moment when he really cut out [Song of Time] and pushed it to the intersection of time and destiny, his infinitely rising mind fell into such a dangerous situation——
If you are too close to the way of heaven, you will naturally be attracted by the way of heaven...or even absorbed.
He is too powerful.
Two great men, Wen Zhong and Gao Zheng, helped him make up for his last regret before his death. The history of the Yue Kingdom made him see the song of time, Beidou's killing of Nandou made him realize his destiny, and Zou Huiming's inheritance made him see the holy path...
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After defeating Lu Shuanghe's [Chao Wen Dao], which represented the ultimate lethality of the Dongzhen Realm, his sword intent was still rising, and his mind was still going higher.
He really "hears the Word."
He has seen an extremely powerful road - in line with the way of heaven, lying high in the nine heavens, at the end of time and space, beyond cause and effect, overlooking the intersection of the long river of time and the long river of destiny.
This is not even an "attraction", it has nothing to do with power or realm.
This is an inevitable fact.
To be continued...