The piercing sound of swords hummed endlessly, like a magic sound, ridicule, hatred, contempt, and abuse poured into my heart, and through my blood-red eyes, I saw the fires burning down the houses, the murderous soldiers, the dead bodies everywhere, the raped mothers, the weak hands, the empty broken bowls, the green eyes of the wolves under the trees.

Everyone has a history, an indelible image of a lifetime, and with these tragic images, it is difficult to have a smile on the face, indifference is a kind of character, and even indifference to oneself is just as cold.

The sword shadow is illusory, breaking through the air and stabbing towards the waves, the rusty sword in the hand of the waves emits a low wolf howl, bursting with a bloody red arc of light, swinging the stabbed sword away, the wind is strong, the waves immediately jumped up, and jumped forward, coldly fell into the water, the water splashed everywhere, and the eyes were firm.

"The sword intent is indeed very strong!" Gu Suye said awe-inspiringly, "It seems that the old man's regrets for many years will be compensated today!"

"That can only disappoint the seniors. Wuji said lightly.

"If he had been born twenty years earlier, maybe he would have broken through the 'Burial Sword Pool', and now the sword in this pool is not what it used to be, and the sword soul is not known how many times stronger, you will know if you look at it, he will die in the pool. ”

......Thousands of swords broke out of the water one after another, the sword flashed, aimed at the waves, like a swarm of bees to surround them, the sword roared, and the powerful aura pressed the body of the waves to bend downward, the heart was in a trance, and the blood was stretching.

If his nine-foot long sword is not broken, these swords around him will not make him afraid, but the rusty sword in his hand is obviously much shorter, and he can't be handy, and the loneliness, timidity, helplessness, and despair hidden in his heart arise spontaneously, this is the taboo of sword intent, and he knows that he is going to lose, just like the moment he stabs to stop the water, he knows that his sword will break, this is a heart calamity, and only when he encounters a strong enemy, this feeling will appear.

He believed that his master would be able to break through this 'burial sword pool' without obstacles, but let him break through, this was a rare opportunity, but also a test of life and death, so that he could overcome the heart tribulation, Wuxian once taught him, "It is not the opponent who defeats himself, but himself, the sharpest thing in the world is not the sword, but the will to win, possess it, and be indestructible." ”

The surrounding swords moved, some swords bloomed lotus, some swords fell to the ground like meteors, some swords were like Changhong in the air, and some swords were like Mount Tai pressing on the top, one by one, one by one, swarming.

Cha Lang's cold face moved, but his eyes did not move, radiating cold light, and his body was like a sword, a sword with only sword intent.

The sound of the 'bell ......' sword blade handover formed a tune, and everyone couldn't see how many swords came out of the waves, let alone capture the trace of the rusty sword, and the wind danced around the waves, the wind of sword intent, and the swords encountered, all swinged.

Thousands of sword shadows circulated in the air, and the sword roared, slapping the illusory figure like a long river, as long as a sword was missed, it was enough to die.

Suddenly, Cha Lang shouted: "It's just a bunch of defeated abandoned swords, how can you stop me!"

The swords of the 'choking ......' exploded in all directions, the 'whirring ......' swirled and flew, and the '......' fell into the water, and after the strong wind passed, only a rusty sword remained, and the waves that held it gasped for breath, the black robe broke many holes, and the blood was flowing out.

The disciples of the Falling Moon Mountain Villa were all amazed, for many years, few people dared to break into this prohibitive sword formation, let alone resist the attack of Fang Cai's thousand swords, but the young man in front of him, who was not older than them, did it.

"You have surpassed the level of Qingjue back then, if you give up now and leave a broken sword, the old man will order a gift of a sword, which is enough for you to dominate the world!" Gu Suye said in an old voice.

After a long time, Zhulang snorted coldly and said: "Dominate the world? If it was before, maybe I would be moved, but now, this is no longer my goal, that kind of sword can't kill the damned people, it will only get more and more dirty, the sword I need can follow me straight through the clouds and compete with the sky, I don't know what it is, I just guess that it must be heroic, can you build such a sword?"

"It's really an arrogant and arrogant person, the old man cherishes you for having such a high level of martial arts at a young age and can't bear to kill you, you are so impatient to live, you want to compete with the sky, do you think you can go to heaven with your little ability?"

"I can't even think about how I can do it. "Chasing the waves.

"Since you want to die, the old man will fulfill you!" As soon as the words fell, the entire pool began to boil, the blood mist was filled, and the swords that fell into the water flew up again, no longer surrounding the waves, but gathering together and standing in front of the waves.

Thousands of swords formed a giant sword more than ten zhang high, emitting brilliant light, the surrounding ground trembled, the blood mist rose, condensed into an illusory and huge body, holding the giant sword, it was even higher than the giant sword, chasing waves in front of him like ants, the strong magic pressure made everyone breathe heavily, not to mention the nearest chasing waves.

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes, this was much beyond his expectations, the hand in the sleeve had already grasped the five-colored stone, ready to shoot at any time, these sword souls had become demons, and they were definitely not what Ping Qingjue had seen in the past.

"Afraid, this is the sword demon that the old man has cultivated for more than 20 years, I just happened to test your sword today, it is your honor to die under such a sword!"

Chase Lang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll talk about this after killing me!"

"Then you will die!" The sword demon made a thunderous sound, the giant sword roared and fell, like the collapse of the heavenly river, the magnificent sword qi will press the waves in place, there is nowhere to avoid, the surrounding water is pushed away to both sides, revealing the bottom of the pool, who can stop this sword?

When Wuxian was about to make a move, he did not retreat from the waves, slammed his foot with one foot, stepped forward, swung his sword and rose, and his whole body seemed to turn into a sword, which merged with the rusty sword and faced the giant sword like a wind.

No one could see what was happening clearly, no one could see the figure of Chalang clearly, with a roar, the bottom of the pool was split dozens of zhang long, the giant sword was still stopped in mid-air, and the huge phantom was still standing in front of everyone.

The figure of Cha Lang appeared, and appeared under the attic by the pool, kneeling on one knee, with a rusty sword, motionless, and his robe became strips of rags, dyed red.

For a long time, there was a crisp sound of '......click', and the rusty sword cracked several cracks, but it was not broken, and then, the corners of the mouth of the wave moved, it didn't seem to be laughing, and the phantom behind him 'po......ofed', and a hole was broken from the heart, forming a whirlpool, surging to the heart of the wave, absorbed by it, the light of the giant sword disappeared, instantly disintegrated, and fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked, "How is this possible, a young man can defeat the sword demon with just a rusty sword!"

Wuxian recovered the five-color stone, it seemed to be a false alarm, and the waves had overcome the heart tribulation, broken the sword array, and the sword intent was more refined.

"Impossible!" Gu Suye said this sentence for a long time, with regret and unwillingness.

"I hope that my predecessors can fulfill their promises!" asked Wuji.

A figure flew out of the attic and landed in front ......of Zhulang, dressed in a brown robe, with a strong physique, his hair was dyed with frost, full of energy, staring at Zhulang and said: "That's natural, but before that, the sword soul should be returned to the old man!"

Wuxian slowly walked to the side of Chasing Lang and said: "The predecessor said that he laughed, the sword soul demon was conquered by the sword intent of Chasing Waves, and he chose the master to do things and integrated into the soul consciousness, not that Chase Lang deliberately seized it, and the predecessor asked him to return it, isn't this his life?"

"If you don't return the sword soul, don't want the old man to forge a sword for you!"

Wu Barrier said: "This result is not what we expected, it is better to do this, the younger generation has a book given by the predecessor of Ping Qingjue to the next one, and it is given to the seniors to make up for the losses of the seniors, and the seniors can take a look." As he spoke, he handed the Sword Intent to Gu Suye with both hands.

When Gu Suye heard that it was Ping Qingjue's "Sword Intent Decision", his heart moved, and he said: "No wonder his sword intent is so similar to Ping Qingjue!" took the beast skin book, turned the pages, took a closer look at it with his beard, and gradually opened his eyes, like a treasure, it was difficult to retract his gaze, when had he ever seen such a subtle martial arts, breaking his past cognition, and resolving the confusion of many years, "I see...... I see!"

"What do you think of your predecessors?"

"Brother Gusu, that sword soul chose this kid, and it is also his creation, since he promised them to forge a sword for them if they break the sword formation, he can't go back on his word, so as not to spread it out, making people in the same path laugh, I am also interested, I want to see if you can reforge this imperial sword after not forging a sword for so many years. The voice came from inside the attic, apparently taking the whole thing into view.

Wu Xian's heart sank, this person has been watching upstairs, but he didn't notice any of her breath, which shows how profound this person's cultivation is.

Gu Suye closed the animal skin book, pondered for a long time, looked at Wu Barrier and said: "Okay, then the old man will accept this book, please inside!"

Wuxian followed Gu Suye into the building, went up to the attic on the second floor, and saw an old man sitting in the attic, dressed in a gray robe, with a peaceful demeanor.

The old man saw a few people going upstairs, got up and said to Wuji: "I just heard Mr.'s judgment, and I have benefited a lot, it is really a talented person in the world!"

Wuji stepped forward and saluted: "How dare you call Mr. in front of your seniors, it's really embarrassing for your juniors!"

"Learning from a high school as a teacher, being a model, you can be favored by the First Emperor, have such an outstanding disciple, and defeat the Huangshan rebels to stop the water, and break this emperor's sword, which shows that you can afford these two words!"

"The seniors look high, thank you seniors, dare to ask the seniors what to call the immortal?"

"He has been a friend of the old man for many years, and the Feijian of Lushan is a real person!" Gu Suye introduced.

Hearing that this person was a real person in the famous family, he hurriedly saluted again: "I have admired the real immortal number for a long time, and it is a great honor for the younger generation to see it today!"

Feijian said with a smile: "No need to be polite, please sit down, the old man has something to ask sir, not long ago my unsuccessful disciple went back and said that he was rescued by a master wearing a mask, I wonder if that righteous man is Mr."

Wu Barrier said: "I happened to pass by, I don't know how his injuries are?"

Feijian arched his hand and sighed: "If it weren't for Mr. to make a move, where would he be able to pick up a life, now he is almost healed, the old man has thanked Mr. here!"

No obstacle busy: "The real person is polite." ”

Gu Suye said: "Since you want to reforge this sword, I will also hand over the hilt to the old man." ”

Take out the hilt of the sword in the waves, hand it to Gu Suye with both hands, Gu Suye put the broken sword together, looked at it carefully for a long time and sighed: "What is engraved on it is the mountains and rivers of my China, the ancient old man on the hilt of the sword does not know, it should be the way to govern the world, so this sword is also known as the sword of the Son of Heaven, the person who holds this sword can command the world, according to legend, it is the Nine Heavens Xuannu cast by the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, it is hard and incomparable, and the edge is incomparable, what sharp weapon did you use to break this sword?"

Wuxian said: "A stone." ”

"A stone, how is this possible, this is an artifact, don't say you use a stone, even if you find all the swords in the world to split it, it will not break, come, you use a stone to break it, the old man kneels down and worships you as a teacher!"

"It's really a little strange, and the younger generation is also a little surprised. "Wu Barrier naturally can't say that he used his soul power.

Gu Suye said: "Since you can't tell the truth, you take this sword back, the old man is not as capable as a Xuannu!"

Feijian smiled: "I think what Mr. Li said is not a lie, there are marks on this fracture, it is likely to be broken by a stone, you should be clear about Pingqingjue's sword intent, even if he holds a broken sword and wants to split the famous sword, it is very tolerant, and he has passed the sword intent to Mr. Li, do you really want to worship Mr. Li as a teacher?"

When Gu Suye heard Feijian say this, he half believed it, and said angrily: "You actually helped him talk today, and I gave you the wine that I have aged for many years!"

Feijian said, "I do want to see if you can reforge this thousand-year-old sword. ”

"If I am not as good as you in terms of cultivation, but casting a sword, hehe, no one in the world can beat me, okay, the old man will open the furnace today and reforge this divine sword!"

(End of chapter)