"Really...... You! ”

At this moment, Gu Jian's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he didn't have the slightest doubt, only excitement, trembling, and indescribable complicated feelings were left on his face.

Gu Jian slowly raised his hand, staring at Jian Fengyun with his eyes, his hand trembling as he lifted it, as if there was a huge force of ten thousand catties pressing on his arm, and each one of them consumed great strength.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, have you missed me?"

"Brother Sword!"

The ancient sword suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, the vicissitudes of calm eyes were no longer flat, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes like a tide.

The tears were a little muddy, slowly falling down the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and every drop that fell, soaking the corners of his clothes, was extremely heavy, as if it had been accumulated for countless years.

"I haven't seen you for three thousand years, and you've learned to cry."

Jian Fengyun stretched out his hand and grabbed the trembling hand tightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu won't cry, you cry......"

Gu Jian choked up, trying his best not to let himself cry, but tears couldn't help but gush out.

Gao Mingyue and the others looked at it with some disbelief, they couldn't imagine that someone who had just shown such a strong strength would cry like a child at this moment.

At the same time, the status of Sword Fengyun in their hearts has been raised countless times.

They feel that only the sword can make a man who has experienced the vicissitudes of time cry to this extent.

Gu Jian cried for half an hour.

It's really half an hour.

Even when he heard about the fall of the Fengyun Emperor, he never cried, just his face was calm, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

These tears have really been held back for too long.

He wanted to stop, but he couldn't.

"Your hands!" Jian Fengyun saw the empty sleeve on the left hand side of the ancient sword, and his eyes froze slightly.

"I was bitten by the dog of the Divine Pavilion, and I left something in the wound, and I can't recover after all these years." Gu Jian said lightly.

"Divine Pavilion!"

Although Gu Jian said it very easily, but when the major forces of the Ten Thousand Domains besieged the Fengyun Emperor Domain, and the three major emperors of the Fengyun Emperor Domain had only one Gu Jian to resist hard, needless to say, it was enough to imagine how tragic the scene was at that time.

"That's right, I've been investigating for so many years, and it was the Divine Pavilion that planned the Battle of Emperor Zhu in the first place, and I suspect that the Divine Pavilion is colluding with the Demon Domain, and in the past three thousand years, I can often observe the emergence of demonic qi on the Tongshen Mountain." Gu Jian's face was straight, and he said.

"By the way, Ah Fu has been looking for you all these years, why don't you go to him?" Jian Fengyun thought of something, and immediately asked.

"I can't look for him, I fled bloodily after the battle of Emperor Zhu, those forces have secretly begun to look for me everywhere, if I go to him, wouldn't I have to suffer with him, I have been hiding in a small world for the first thousand years, and after a thousand years, they began to gradually relax their search for me, so I can come here to find you today." Gu Jian said slowly.

Listening to Gu Jian's words, Jian Fengyun's face turned slightly cold.

"Divine Pavilion, hunt me down among the ruins, I will definitely destroy them in this life."

"Brother Jian, this matter has to be considered in the long run, when you fell for a thousand years, there was an extra Taizu on Tongshen Mountain, Xiahou Tian, this person's cultivation is advancing rapidly, a hundred years ago, when I spied on Tongshen Mountain, I almost alarmed him, and at that time, his cultivation had already surpassed me." Gu Jian's eyes sank, and he said.

"It's beyond you!" Jian Fengyun's eyes sank.

Gu Jian's cultivation was already in the Great Emperor Realm back then, and after these three thousand years of cultivation, it could be clearly felt that he had broken through to the late stage of the Great Emperor Realm, surpassing his cultivation, and that combat power was at least the peak of the Great Emperor Realm.

Moreover, Xiahou Tian walked out of the Nine Ghost Demon City, and then his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, which is enough to show that Xiahou Tian got some opportunity in the Nine Demon City, but no matter what opportunity it is, it is definitely left by the Demon Clan in the Nine Demon City, so it is very likely that Xiahou Tian has used the means of the Demon Race and cultivated to the sky in just a few years.

"You're right, it's very likely that the Divine Pavilion is colluding with the Demon Domain!" Jian Fengyun's eyes sank.

"Well, so we have to think long-term, first develop slowly, then grow, and finally deal with the Divine Pavilion." Gu Jian nodded and spoke.

"No, it's too late to develop slowly." Jian Fengyun's eyes froze and said.

At this moment, his mind suddenly recalled the scene he had seen in the remnants of the Taishi Dao Venerable after he broke through the Spirit Emperor Realm.

In the galaxy, the huge Wangxian City, dense golden chains blocked it, but it could not be destroyed, the bloody hand broke the golden chains, and the remnants of the Taishi Daozun burned themselves before resealing it.

The aftermath of the collision between the remnant thoughts and the bloody hand, just the aftermath shocked him who had just broken through the peak of the Spirit Emperor and reached the consummation of the Heaven Devouring Sword Body.

Although Sword Fengyun has now condensed ten spirit mansions, if he is allowed to meet that bloody hand again, no, he doesn't need that bloody hand, as long as the little power leaked by that bloody hand is enough to make him hit hard now.

"That can't be the Nine Heavenly Demons, right?"

A terrifying thought arose in Jian Fengyun's heart, and his ears recalled the words left by the Taishi Dao Venerable's remnant thoughts before they were destroyed.

"Six years at the longest, three years at the shortest, the real catastrophe will come, so prepare well."

At that time, Jian Fengyun felt that three years was enough, enough for him to make a lot of preparations, but now that he thought about it, even if he recovered the cultivation of his previous life, it would probably take a lot of effort to deal with the bloody hands in Wangxian City.

If there were dense bloody hands in Wangxian City, what a terrifying thing it would be.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that three years seemed to be a bit insufficient, and even very compact.

"Let's go, let's go back immediately, rebuild the four major legions for the Fengyun Sect as soon as possible, and prepare a more solid foundation than the previous life!" Jian Fengyun's eyes froze and said.

"Okay." Gu Jian nodded slightly.

Although he didn't know what was wrong with Jian Fengyun, with his understanding of Jian Fengyun, he should have really encountered some trouble, which is why he was in such a hurry.

Time is like a white horse passing by, and in a blink of an eye, six days have passed, and this heavy rain that has affected all regions is getting heavier and heavier.

The mountains and rivers of Wanyu, and even the major cities, have the accumulation of rainwater, and no one can see any difference in this rain, but it feels like Wanyu has never rained so much, but it is just a feeling, and they don't pay too much attention to it.

Jian Fengyun hurried away, but his face became heavier and heavier, only he knew that this rain contained the demon race, the real demon race.

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(End of chapter)