It is a dark world, there is no end to the darkness, there is no sky, no earth, no distance, only endless darkness.

In the darkness, there was a lonely back, dressed in white, covered in blood, the only one in the darkness, her hair was full of green silk dancing, looking lonely and desolate.

Although she was facing away from me, I recognized her as my mother, and her figure could never be erased in my heart, even if it turned to ashes.

"Mother! Mother! ”

I shouted to her with all my might, but unfortunately my voice only echoed in the bottom of my heart, and it couldn't come out of my mouth at all, and my mother couldn't hear it, she was standing alone in front of me, and the lonely figure was like a monument.

Later, I finally understood.

This is the space of consciousness that my mother and I have built together after being connected by blood, but here, I can't speak, but I can see her, so I don't speak, I close my mouth and watch quietly.

"The fierceness of the sword, kill with the heart!"

My mother finally moved, and when she spoke, the voice from her mouth was very solemn, standing proudly in the dark, her clothes were windless and automatic, and she was hunting, even if she couldn't see ahead, she still held her head up, and her bones were proud.

Syllable!

The long sword on her waist was unsheathed, and in an instant, a pool of blue light was like water, and the murderous aura was vast!

"The first type, gloomy."

My mother hung her head, but her voice stirred in the space of consciousness between us, and then she finally moved, one foot took a step, and the movement was very slow, like a slow motion in a movie, giving a very sluggish feeling, but ...... An aura of extreme sadness permeated at once.

is that back, her spine is straight, but the breath on her body is sad, it is hard to imagine what a person has experienced to make her back with such sadness.

Gloomy, ecstasy......

In the end, all he got was a lost soul.

Such a back, I think, is probably the hard-hearted heart will be affected when he sees it, and he will experience that kind of gloomy sadness, and he can't help but feel a trace of pity and sadness!

Syllable!

My mother's steps finally fell, and the long sword in her hand was swung out instantly.

As soon as the sword came out, the blue light was pervasive, almost everything in front of it was shrouded, a desolation, and everywhere it passed, life was withering, and everything was withering......

I was taken aback, and finally realized how terrible this sword was!

This set of sword techniques clearly integrates the "Dao" into it, and that kind of breath of death, I am afraid that only heaven and earth have that kind of power.

Gloomy, gloomy!

I savored these two words, and I understood, sadness, darkness, no hope, this is the true meaning of this knife - because there is no hope, therefore, only death remains!

The true meaning of this fierce knife duel, I finally have a deep understanding.

Between the world of life, there is a trace of invisible and intangible, but real, mysterious and mysterious connection with this heaven and earth!

As a result, the warrior can comprehend the heaven and the earth, and finally attain the Tao!

Therefore, human emotions sometimes affect the sky, the so-called Dou E's injustice, the snow in June, the whole world is sad, this is what it means, all this is possible, and in the end it should all be on that trace of wonderful, mysterious and mysterious connection!

The sword duel is to use emotions to get the help of heaven, and it is to borrow the power of heaven in despair to kill everything!

Wonderful!

It's really wonderful!

Wonderful!

I can't help but admire my mother a little, others enter the Tao with martial arts, and enhance the connection and understanding between the Tao of Heaven and the Tao little by little through cultivation, but my mother enters the Tao with her heart, and influences the Dao of Heaven through her own emotions, and finally creates this set of amazing sword techniques, which can definitely be said to be a different way, a generation of Tianjiao!

"The second type, despair."

At this time, my mother made another sound, and then she took another step forward, but the aura on her body was even more uncomfortable.

At this time, she was lonely outside the whole world, peerless and independent, lonely and pathetic, without a trace of vitality or vitality on her body, and her whole person was filled with a sense of death, as if she was facing a god of death, and she could not feel the power of hope from him......

This may be the true portrayal of when she was sanctified in the flesh and still failed to smuggle back into the reincarnation, right?

Then, she withdrew the longsword she had just swung out, and used it as a knife to slash forward.

This is a knife of despair, filled with the breath of death, and everything ahead is annihilated!

If the gloomy knife is deprivation and plundering life, then this desperate knife is reaping, and it is death reaping everything in this world.

That is the way of destruction, and the sword of destruction!

I watched it with a thrilling heartbeat, and I was also savoring the power of it.

Gradually, I understood, despair, then everything ...... There is no need to exist.

"Third type, madness!"

My mother's voice sounded again, and at this time, her voice suddenly became high-pitched, and her hair exploded in an instant, almost upside down, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly became violent.

Despair, despair......

There is no hope, and people can only go crazy in despair!

Then I saw my mother withdraw her sword from her hand at once, and the long sword was raised high and pointed at the sky!

Rumble!

The front is bursting, everything is being destroyed, and there is a sense of the flood in his world!

"Fourth Style, Become a Demon!"

My mother shouted again, and the blood on the long sword raised high was glendid, it was the light of killing, and the smell of killing was everywhere.

And then...... Her sword has fallen!

The blood light was like a river hanging from the sky, falling from the sky, the breath of death was pervasive, and everything ceased to exist.

Crazy to the extreme, isn't it just becoming a demon?

The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore, but unfortunately, where in this world are there so many opportunities to turn back? It's just a beautiful pie drawn, but this world is very cruel, and reality never accommodates beautiful ideals.

The sea of bitterness is boundless, boundless!!

In the sea of suffering, there is no hope in front of you, and when you look back, there is still a vast expanse behind you, making good people bad, bad people crazy, and crazy people...... Become a demon!

The sea of bitterness is vast, and the ground becomes a demon!

This is the world!

My mother is also a demon.

Four knives, four shocking knives!

These four knives left an indelible impression on me!

Then, the long sword in my mother's hand slowly fell, and the world full of darkness shattered......

I opened my eyes, the golden light in front of me was permeated, the emperor of the Emperor was still revolving around me rapidly, through the golden light, I saw that my mother was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, her face was even paler, revealing an indescribable weakness, as if the method of sword fighting that had just taught me had used up all the strength of her body, and she was gasping weakly on the side.

"Mom, you're ......"

I was taken aback.

As a result, my mother waved her hand indifferently, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and whispered to me: "It's just a little tired, it's okay, just rest for a while, my method has been taught to you." ”

"Four knives?"

I was stunned for a moment: "Only four knives? ”

"Only four knives."

My mother nodded and said very seriously: "Because I only created the four swords, the rest of the way, you need to go by yourself, the four swords of the fierce sword, is a process that every person who has experienced despair has to go through, so it only has the four swords in the early stage, as for what is behind, it all depends on your personal creation." After someone becomes a demon, he is obsessed, he is a demon all his life, and he will sink forever. Some people finally get out of their own way and resolve their obsessions. Because of the influence of all these inner factors, the direction of the knife technique in the back is also different. A hundred people whose fate is bumpy and who practice the sword duel in despair, in the end, can walk out of a hundred different paths and split different sword duels. ”

My mother was explaining, and I gradually understood that there are only four knives in the sword, and how to go in the future depends on your own creation and your own mental journey.

It's a killing knife, and it's a heart knife!

"Still."

My mother changed her tone and said, "I think I can already make a fifth cut." ”

"What?"

I hesitated: "The fifth knife ......"

My mother was smiling, looking at me deeply, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she whispered: "The fifth knife, I named it hope, but it is only my fifth knife, where your fifth knife is, it depends on yourself." ”

Wish......

The word kept echoing in my heart, and I knew that the hope my mother spoke of was me, and she saw me, so she had the fifth sword.

It's a pity, before I could ask more, the emperor bone pattern that surrounded me suddenly spun up and rotated, and the golden light was magnificent, and without warning, all of them suddenly blasted towards me......

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