Chapter 628: The Swordsman of the Wind
Chapter 628
The corners of Su Yuan's mouth smiled slightly. He knew what it was.
It's very useful to describe that thing, but if you apply the setting of the Western fantasy world. You can call that flame a divine fire. It's just more complicated than the conventional Divine Fire. What is in Su Yuan's body should be a divine kingdom that is taking shape.
Before this, Su Yuan had gathered endless divine power in his body. Even more than one kind of authority was obtained. But he never lit the fire of God, let alone possessed the kingdom of God. He just condensed the divine body.
This is also to blame him. He never became a god. I don't know what a true god looks like. In the past, it was just a constant plundering of divine power and condensing the divine body. Even if you have some ideas, you don't know how to do it.
But this time, he followed a feeling in his own darkness. I took a path that seemed dangerous, but it was actually the most suitable for me. Finally, this time, he met a certain condition in the dark. The divine fire was successfully ignited in the body. A new kingdom of God is being born. And when the kingdom of God is conceived, he will become a true god.
Unlike the kind of gods who held several kinds of authority before. When he has the kingdom of God. Within the kingdom of God, he will control the cycle of life and death, and control everything. That's God in the true sense of the word.
Now, it's all a seed, a sapling, a candle flame. But over time, this flame will eventually burn across the entire multiverse.
After feeling it, Su Yuan came back to his senses. Consciousness returned to reality, and he just felt that someone had walked past him, and seemed to look at him for a while.
When he opened his eyes, Su Yuan saw a man wearing a blue-gray power suit with a Japanese-style long sword hanging from his waist.
He was very sensitive, and as soon as Su Yuan's gaze met him, he immediately felt it.
As if reflexively, his left hand held down the hilt of the sword, and with his right hand raised, he made a sword drawing motion. But when his hand was raised, he held back again.
Turning around, Su Yuan saw a young face, but there was already a vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows. This is a tired fighter. Su Yuan could see at a glance that deep in the other party's heart, there was endless pain and self-blame.
He was surrounded by a faint air current, some kind of swordsman who manipulated the wind. At this moment, under his painful and depressed mood, the wind around him seemed to become sad. This figure is all too familiar.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you." A tired voice came out of his mouth. He knew that for some schools of thought that focused on spirituality, the mere gaze would already disturb each other.
"It's okay, I'm actually done. I'm just closing my eyes and recuperating. ”
Su Yuan said and stepped out of the bed. Go out side by side with each other. The swordsman's brow furrowed slightly, as if he was not very comfortable walking around people. But he didn't say anything, after all, he was disturbing others.
The two of them walked through the hall and outside.
The strong smell of blood in the air has faded a lot. Instead, there is a fresh and natural scent. However, Su Yuan sensitively noticed that in this natural wind, there was still a trace of sword qi, which had not yet dissipated. After all, the war has just ended.
"The war is over, do you have any plans?" Su Yuan said seemingly casually.
The figure on the side was stunned for a moment. It seems that he didn't expect Su Yuan to chat with him in such a relaxed tone. He got used to it before he spoke.
"I don't know. For a person who has lost everything, it doesn't really matter where he goes or what he does. The sadness in his tone was so thick that it almost overflowed. But Su Yuan didn't seem to feel it.
"Lose everything, why do you say that? Have you lost a loved one in the war? ”
"Not only my relatives, but I lost the trust of my teachers, my brother, and everyone."
"Really? Is this called losing everything? But it seems to me that you still have something valuable. Su Yuan said in a solemn tone. This stunned the compression.
"Something precious? What else do I have? This life? He said with some decadence.
"Life is precious. But because everyone has it, it doesn't count. It's just that haven't you noticed that they have always been by your side? ”
Su Yuan said, raised his right hand, and gently brushed it in front of the other party. The slight movement of the mind led to a faint flow of air, a cheerful flow.
The young swordsman was stunned for a moment.
"Wind ......," he muttered to himself. For a while, it froze in place.
"yes, wind. They're always there for you. It doesn't matter if you're happy or sad. They are always there. ”
"Wind ......" The young swordsman only felt something explode in his brain. At that moment, he seemed to feel some deeper call from the wind.
When he woke up again, Su Yuan had already walked far away, standing on a small hillside, looking into the distance.
The young swordsman thought for a moment, then quickly chased after him.
"Senpai......" he just spoke. I saw Su Yuan raise a finger.
"Shhh......hhh Then with Su Yuan's gaze, he looked into the distance. He only felt that this peculiar senior had an indescribable aura on his body. Let him be restless, and his depressed mood will be soothed. Even after a long absence, I concentrated my spirit and looked into the distance.
As he looked into the distance, the valley, the river, and the sea appeared in front of his eyes one by one. The weather was so good that he was standing on this low hillside and was even able to see the other side of the sea. There is the province of Baroo.
The breeze brings the breath of the sea. It is mixed with mountains, rivers, earth, rivers, and the breath of countless living beings. Plus a faint, but never-ending smell of gunsmoke. The wind, at this moment, gave him almost everything. It was an indescribable, even soul-shaking shock.
At that moment, he suddenly discovered that this land, which he had seen for more than 20 years, was so beautiful.
"Such a beautiful land......" Su Yuan sighed lightly.
The young swordsman was slightly stunned, and then sighed.
"Yes, such a beautiful land......"
Neither of them uttered the second half of the sentence. But each other, they both understood each other's meaning.
Su Yuan could feel that the extreme depression and pain in the heart of the young swordsman had been alleviated a lot. Although it has not been completely eliminated, at least a new belief has been developed in his heart.
Su Yuan smiled slightly, turned around and walked down the mountain. Behind him, the young swordsman didn't follow this time. Instead, he turned to look at the ground beneath his feet, and there was a firmness in his eyes that he had never seen before.
On the hillside, the breeze blew the other party's long hair, which was simply tied. The young swordsman's name was Yasuo.