Zhang Yifan followed Xuankong to a deep and narrow canyon that was nearly tens of thousands of miles long, some of which were foggy, some were gloomy and cold, and some were sunny, and the breath of monks of different races was constantly overflowing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xuankong pointed to the canyon and asked Zhang Yifan mysteriously: "Look at it, what does this narrow valley look like?"

Zhang Yifan looked at it carefully, and asked in surprise: "Could it be that this valley was cut out by a sword?"

Xuankong clapped his hands and smiled: "Yes, this vision is really worthy of my Xuankong brother." This valley was split out with all his strength when the Tongtian Saint fought the Evil Dragon Clan, it was really earth-shattering at that time, the Devil Cried and was shocked, between heaven and earth, there was only one sword, and the Evil Dragon Clan who killed did not dare to take a step forward, worthy of the demeanor of the saint. However, it is not the most powerful sword of the Tongtian Saint. ”

Zhang Yifan listened to Xuankong's description and also longed for that kind of scene, and asked, "Is it? Where is the most powerful sword? And how did it become like this now?"

Xuankong sighed and said, "The most powerful sword will be taken to you later." It's not because of the Lord of Light. Thousands of years ago, when the Lord of Light first obtained the Holy Sword, many elves, treants, dwarves, mages and other righteous forces were very happy, and joined forces to destroy evil vampires, werewolves, wizards, and so on. As a result, after hundreds of years, they were almost killed, and the Lord of Light thought that those who did not obey him were evil, and as a result, the original alliance suddenly collapsed, and many elves, treants, dwarves, mages and some other forces died at once, and many of them fled to this Weidong Grand Canyon, and set up their own magic circles, and the Lord of Light also had some scruples about this union of hundred tribes, so a situation of non-interference and confrontation with each other was formed. ”

Zhang Yifan was a little surprised and asked, "Why is this Light Lord like this?"

Xuankong said mysteriously: "Tell you a secret of an older generation that I only learned about when I came out to travel, this Light Lord and the Dark Lord were originally the same person a long time ago, and they were already cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Mahayana Period a long time ago, and the surname and name are only known to the power of the older generation." It is said that he is a great idealist who wants to build his imaginary paradise. At that time, after the battle with the Flying Demons outside the sky, he drifted down to the Vanster Road, a fragment of the continent, and always wanted to use good deeds to influence those mortals and make merits to become holy, which should be said to be indeed effective. But there are always some people who are not influenced, and even shout and kill the lords who disguise themselves as mortals to do good, and take action several times. As a result, the lord became angry and became extreme, and his goal changed from sanctification to domination, protecting those who obeyed him, and punishing those who did not. Therefore, those who care will find that some of the words before and after the lord are contradictory, and maybe he will change in the future, who knows?

Later, he was bewitched by the orphan of the second great protector of the evil dragon clan, the wisdom snake, and cultivated a technique that was extremely powerful once it was completed, and he didn't want to collapse for some reason at the last moment, resulting in the split into two avatars, and the two avatars became two extremes, feeling that as long as they did not meet their own requirements, they were evil. That's why the Lord of Light is so extreme. ”

Zhang Yifan was taken aback, and suddenly remembered the twelve-winged angel Asa in the underworld, and it seemed that something secret must have happened at the beginning, so he asked: "Then what happened to the descendants of this wise snake?"

Xuankong shook his head and said, "The whereabouts are unknown, and no one has ever seen them again." “

Zhang Yifan thought to himself, could it be that the body of the twelve-winged angel Asa is the descendant of the wise snake?

Xuankong said: "Let's go, let's go into the valley." ”

After Xuankong finished speaking, he shook his body and led Zhang Yifan into the Weidong Grand Canyon in front, along the way, there were constantly various races patrolling back and forth on the surface, and secretly there were all kinds of breaths constantly patrolling and guarding, many patrols on the surface also smiled and signaled to Xuankong, and Xuankong also responded with a smile one by one, it seems that Xuankong is very familiar here.

Xuankong led Zhang Yifan into a messy tavern, where there were all kinds of creatures, the voices were noisy and incomprehensible, and the air was filled with all kinds of strange smells.

Xuankong led Zhang Yifan straight to the drunken dwarf bartender, and shouted: "Give me two cups of sour, bitter, smelly, sweet, spicy and numb, smell like horse urine, and drink fruit wine like ice water." ”