Chapter 25: Heavenly Dao Sword

"You dare to kill the young palace master of my family! The old man wants to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

When Elder Pu of Longyang Palace saw Wei Zifang die in front of his eyes, he immediately used his body and went straight to Chu Xuan like crazy. Wei Zibian is dead, this matter has nothing to do with him, and Wei Anjiao must kill him when he returns to Longyang Palace.

Chu Xuan couldn't help but sigh bitterly, the conscience of heaven and earth, the one who killed Wei Zifang was clearly the irritable old man of Zixuguan, what does it have to do with him?

The old man on the side of the purple void, seeing that he had killed Wei Zibian by mistake, hurriedly put the blame on Chu Xuan, and scolded: "Little miscellaneous! You killed the young palace master of Longyang Palace, and the old man will not let you go!"

As he spoke, he also waved his hand towards Chu Xuan.

Seeing that the two old guys whose cultivation far surpassed themselves were killing him with hideous faces, Chu Xuan decided that this time he would definitely die, even if he really wanted to die, he would never let the scriptures on his body fall into the hands of these old thieves, thinking about it, he quickly condensed the spiritual power in the spiritual sea into his hands, and then took out the ancient books from his arms and injected them into it.

The ancient book suddenly shone like the scorching sun, and the dim temple suddenly brightened. Because everyone has been in a dark environment for a long time, they suddenly saw the light at this time, and they were pierced by the light for a while, and they couldn't open their eyes.

The irascible old man and the general elder were also stimulated by this light, and the killing moves in their hands suddenly stopped.

"Treasure! Sure enough, it's a treasure!"

There was silence for a moment, and suddenly someone sighed faintly.

When the two old men heard this, they reacted and shot at Chu Xuan again.

Just as the killing moves of the two old men were about to hit Chu Xuan, there was a sudden muffled sound in the temple, and then everyone felt that they were swaying left and right.

"It's not good, I'm afraid this temple is going to collapse!"

"Get out of here!"

The monks in the temple screamed and fled, but it was too late. The temple collapsed quickly, except for a very few people who were close to the exit, everyone else, including Chu Xuan, was buried in a huge pit with the collapsed stone hall.

Before falling into a coma, Chu Xuan only felt that something flashed from the ancient books, and then fell into endless darkness with everyone.

...

I don't know how long it has been, Chu Xuan opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground. He touched his face to make sure he was still alive and that the environment before him was not pitch black.

"What's going on? Where am I?"

Chu Xuan muttered suspiciously. It's like asking someone else, and it's like asking yourself.

"Are you awake? boy. ”

A majestic and elegant and gentle voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

Chu Xuan followed the prestige, but saw a young man, born with a strong nose and a red mouth, picturesque eyebrows, extremely handsome facial features, two cloud shoes, dressed in a green coat, a scarf on the shore, like an immortal.

Chu Xuan looked at him in a daze, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, such a peerless beautiful man, any man in the world would be ashamed of himself.

When the man saw Chu Xuan looking at him like this, he didn't mean to be angry on his face, but asked slowly: "Are you named Chu Xuan, you used to be the prince of the Zhou Kingdom, and you are almost fifteen years old this year?"

Chu Xuan nodded, not daring to hide it. He didn't know what the other party was about, but he knew his bottom clearly.

"Well, that's it, you're the one I'm waiting for. ”

"You, wait for me, why? We don't seem to know each other. ”

Chu Xuan was puzzled, he and the immortal in front of him never seemed to have intersected.

The man shook his head and said in a clear voice, "This Burial God Valley was originally split by me with a sword. I am the owner of this temple, I should say the owner of this tomb, to be exact, I am just a wisp of remnant soul. ”

"10,000 years ago, I felt that my life was near, and before I died, I made a divination that I would come here today, so I left a wisp of remnant soul to meet you. ”

When Chu Xuan heard this, he was extremely surprised, what kind of anti-heaven cultivation was this? Not only did he count that he would meet him, but he even predicted exactly what his name was, where he came from, and what his identity was.

He couldn't help but ask: "Senior, I have something I don't understand. Since you are a god, why is Shou Yuan going to do such a thing?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, God is the master of all things, eternal youth, immortal and immortal.

The man laughed, "I expected, you really asked this question." Boy, have you ever thought about it, every monk's cultivation is under the control of the Heavenly Dao, and those who go against the heavens will not be able to pass the punishment of heaven at all. ”

"The only eternal immortal in this world is the way of heaven. No matter how high the cultivator is, after all, he is only a product of the Heavenly Dao, and it is simply impossible to keep pace with the Heavenly Dao and fight against each other. ”

"It was only after I reached the realm of demigods that I suddenly had an epiphany, so I later obeyed the arrangement of the Heavenly Dao and did not try to become a god again, but quietly waited for death. ”

"There is no true God in this world, the real God died as early as the creation of the world, and the soul of God has turned into the thousands of avenues of this flowery world. ”

His words were a little difficult and obscure, Chu Xuan seemed to understand for a long time, and suddenly asked, "By the way, what about the other people in this temple, why are the two old thieves gone?"

"They're all dead. ”

"Dead... Why is that?"

"I have already said it, I have been waiting for you, since those people want to kill you, death is also their fate. ”

"Whew..."

Chu Xuan took a breath of cold air and twitched in his heart. Then hundreds of people, and even a few monks above the Yuan Realm, in the eyes of the elegant man in front of him, were no different from ants. The most terrible thing is that the death of these people today was already doomed 10,000 years ago.

"By the way, there is a girl named Liu Xuan..."

"You don't have to worry, she and the people of the South Sword Gate have escaped, and everyone outside the temple is alive. ”

"Well, that's good. ”

Chu Xuan scratched his head and asked again, "By the way, senior, I don't know why you're waiting for me here?

The man smiled lightly for a moment, and said lightly: "Boy, have you forgotten the thirty-six hidden veins around you?"

"But is that all?"

The man shook his head and said, "Naturally not, in fact, I have roughly calculated a lot of your future experience, but the secret of heaven cannot be revealed, I can't tell you." ”

"I searched all over the world before my death, but I couldn't find a satisfactory apprentice, because I was worried that passing the mantle to a person with mediocre qualifications would ruin my life's hard work, so I am here, waiting for you, a destined person, to come. ”

Tsk, accept apprentices, how can it be to collect apprentices. Chu Xuan faintly didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to say it.

The man also knew that he didn't believe it, but he didn't say more, and said, "Okay, the old man originally had to test one or two of the apprentices, for the sake of you being seriously injured, this time you will be exempted." Get down on your knees and kowtow to me three times, and you'll be in my door. ”

How does this sound weird?

Chu Xuan didn't hesitate, and immediately kowtowed heavily to him.

"By the way, Master, I don't know your old man's name yet?"

"My name is Sima Qing, you should have heard my name in the history books. ”

"It's... You're miscalculated, I really don't know. ”

“......”

"Now that you and I have met, our fate is over, by the way, here is a rare artifact for you. ”

Sima Qing said, with a wave of his long sleeves, a black sword appeared in front of Chu Xuan.

This black sword was nearly four feet long, and its style was extremely thick and simple, and its whole body was as black as ink, and it looked dull and bulky, and it was almost impossible to see the blade. Chu Xuan didn't look like a rare artifact no matter how he looked at it.

"This is a rare artifact, how does it look like rotten iron?"

"Rotten iron?"

Sima Qing almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out, and he suddenly said solemnly: "Apprentice, you listen well, the name of this sword is called Heavenly Dao." ”

"Heavenly Dao!"

What kind of sword would dare to use such a rebellious name!

"Master Wei now sacrifice this sword into your spiritual sea, and this sword will not appear in your hand until it is absolutely necessary. ”

"Of course, one day in the future, if your cultivation reaches a high enough level, you will be able to control this sword at will. Did you write it down?"

Chu Xuan nodded.