Antique version of the ink-stained dust front
The holy land of the three religions, talk about it in all directions.
A black-haired teenager is ushered in today.
"Sanctification"
"Stepping Immortals"
"Buddhahood"
Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism all asked, "What do you want?" ”
Tianmu Lian raised his head and looked at the Confucian seat in front of him, and then said, "The transcendent party can enter the sainthood, and I don't have this wisdom root." ”
The Confucian seat nodded, as if commenting and regretting that "the gentleman is precious in self-knowledge"
After Tianmu Lian bowed to the Confucian seat, he looked at the Taoist seat again, "The avenue is ruthless, I can't abandon the taste of red dust"
Daozao nodded, and had to say "There is little red dust, only the Tao is true." ”
Tianmu pinched the Taoist trick with his hands, and then looked at the release seat, "The Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, it is difficult to break my six troubles"
Shakza folded his hands and said, "Amitabha."
The Confucian said, "Heaven and earth have existed for more than tens of thousands of years, and you are the second person to reject us." ”
Tianmu Lian waved his hands and "the younger generation was offended"
"It's okay" the Taoist seat is a little lazy, "Since you can come here, it is fate, say, what do you ask for"
Tianmu Lian looked at the three Confucianism, Buddhism, and Dao, a little afraid to speak, and struggled in his heart for a long time, and conjured up a black remnant sword from his hand.
"What the younger generation asks for is the creation artifact, and use this artifact to cast my sword soul."
The words thundered, and the expressions of the three seats changed slightly.
The Buddha's seat "opens to create the world, and you know the importance of this thing." ”
"The younger generation knows." Tianmu Lian replied respectfully.
There are several heavens and earths, which are called nine heavens and ten earths.
There is an end to the universe, and it is called the three thousand worlds.
Nine heavens and ten earths, three thousand worlds, built by four cornerstones, this cornerstone is called - creation.
The Taoist asked, "Why did you come here if you know?" ”
Tianmu Lian raised the inky black remnant sword in his hand, "I only seek the pinnacle of the sword." ”
"So, you're obsessed. ”
"Obsessive, persistent. It's just a word difference. "Tianmu Lian.
"Haha, praise and criticism are left to others. It's kind of thinking clearly. The Taoist laughed.
"Amitabha." Put your hands together, "In that case, go ahead." ”
After that, the three Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism shot out a ray of light into the depths of the clouds and mist.
Immediately, the light dissipated, and a transparent falling jade bridge emerged.
Tianmu Lian was a little surprised: "Senior, this is." ”
Confucianism: "We are just cultivating here, the creation artifact or something, you can take it is yours." ”
"This thing is naturally formed, it has spirituality, I am not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I have tried it for thousands of years, but I still can't get the favor of this thing, so you should be mentally prepared." ”
"Realizing the sword is the cause, seeking the sword is the effect, and if you plant this cause and effect, you can't complain about others." The name of this bridge is a reminder of the past, and stepping on it will stir up the most painful things that you hide in your heart. ”
"Thank you for telling the seniors, the juniors know." Tianmu Lian was a lot more relaxed, "I never thought that the three seniors were so humorous and approachable, but the juniors were a little surprised. ”
"All phases are not phases, no need for accidents. We only have one word for this trip. ”
"Senior, please speak." Tenkilian.
Confucianism "with one heart"
The Taoist "asks for a single idea." ”
"The younger generation has been taught."
Tianmu Lian stepped on the transparent falling jade bridge and disappeared into the clouds.
Tianmu Lian walked a few steps on the bridge, and sad thoughts came spontaneously.
Young and frivolous, the dust and wind stain the sword.
Go to the sky, defeat the heroes, and marvel at the world.
A hundred years of spring and autumn, got arrogance.
became famous, but he changed his original intention.
Break through the sea of clouds and fight at the peak, but I don't want to have a celestial man outside the sky.
But with a sword, the difference between cloud and mud, I know that the world is so wide.
The arrogance was lost, and the sword intent was depressed.
For the rest of the hundred years, he used wine to eliminate his sorrows, and did not ask about kendo.
Half a life ago, now I think about it, but I am young and ignorant.
Tianmu Lian smiled with relief and continued to move forward, and at this moment, a snow-haired girl appeared in front of him.
Tianmu Lian was a little stunned, and the snow-haired girl in front of him, with a white robe in a snow robe, was full of fairy energy.
It's the first time we've met, why?
So familiar, why is it so sad.
Tear.
It flowed out of Tianmu Lian's eyes.
"Snow Dew..."
Tianmu Lian couldn't help but call the girl's name.
The girl didn't answer, but slowly dissipated with the wind.
I obviously didn't know each other, but why was it so heartbroken and heartbroken.
"I'm glad that it's the Sword Emperor Tianmu Lian who fights the sword world, not you crying coward."
Faintly in my mind, some fragments of images emerged.
"Master, please. Use the creation artifact to erase me from the memories of the refining monarch. ”
"Idiot..."
The final picture is of himself holding the seriously injured snow-haired girl crying.
On the side was the scene of the peak of the sea of clouds, Sima Ghost frowned and turned back.
"What the hell is going on?"
Why at this moment, I want to say "I'm sorry" to that girl..."
Eager for an answer, Tenmu Lian walked straight to the depths of the bridge.
But I saw that the transparent jade bridge collapsed, and the past dissipated.
The inky black remnant sword in his hand flew out of his hand, and a cloud of colorful light combined with it in mid-air.
"Ghost, I want to forge a sword"
"He Jian?"
"This sword is not ingenious, it is not sharp, but it represents my sword."
"Mo family kendo? So what's the name of this sword? ”
"Ink-stained dust."
"I see, the troubled times are dyed, and the dust is peaceful."
"Hehe, that's just a meaning."
The images that come to mind are gradually familiar.
Tianmu Lian held the ink-stained dust front, and seemed to have an understanding.
Young and frivolous, don't be dusty.
The world is in turmoil, and the dust is stained with ink.
The world is peaceful, and the dust is dyed with ink.
The pinnacle of swordsmanship, still, ink stained dust.
In the distance, Sima Ghost Cai and the Disaster Monster Raphtalia were watching.
"Great, Sister Shelly"
Raftalia burst into tears.
"Even after countless reincarnations, the bond between the two of you is still the same..."The corners of Sima Ghost's mouth curled slightly, and he turned back handsomely, "Tightly linked." ”
Okay, okay, the main story begins, let's go through the motions.
Lian because his companion was brutally killed by the obscene little fatty, and the four holy weapons were also taken away, and he collapsed and wanted to commit suicide many times, but fortunately he was saved by the lord Snow Dew Girl.
Then, with everyone's encouragement and cheering, Lian gradually recovered his spirit, and a wave struck, breaking the peace of the village.
Lian couldn't help but be a little moved when he saw the picture of the surrounding adult village names protecting himself, at this time, because Yuankang defeated the obscene little fat, the Four Holy Weapons returned to Lian's hands, and unlocked a new weapon, Ink Stained Dust Front.
At this time, the mentality has changed a little, no longer arrogant and arrogant, but knows how to accept the advice of others and slowly begins to learn the skills of this world.
Lian wants to make good use of the power at his disposal to protect the world.
At the same time, the white ghost learned the news of Tianmu Lian's location, and set off to Lian's village with his stop, trying to seize the Four Holy Weapons.
After a long absence, Ral and Tilise meet Mondo, a hunter from another world, on the way back, and what will happen to them.
Everyone, be objective, please look forward to the next life.
"Don't want to write"
The author picks the boogers.