Chapter Ninety-Five - Sword Saint Gurans
Anxiety and trepidation soon took over Suge's heart, and his face gradually became cloudy, and he clutched the blue gem tightly, his eyes wandering in the unfamiliar scenery in the distance, like an endless plain spreading into the distance, revealing the junction of the pale horizon and the sky.
The sun was shining, and the team was steadily advancing at the edge of the dense forest, which was different from the Talmi forest, its breath of life was extremely thin, and the trees were thin and low with yellowing branches and leaves, and from time to time there were a few roars of monsters from the depths, so in order to avoid unnecessary fighting, the team chose to march on the edge of the dense forest.
Luo Tian and his party were still walking at the front of the team, Demon Feng and Luo Tian were shoulder to shoulder, their faces were a little strange, they looked at Luo Tian and asked, "I have a question, I don't know if I should ask you or not." He covered his mouth gently, for fear of annoying Luo Tian, after all, the two had known each other for a short time, and he didn't know Luo Tian's temperament.
Luo Tian turned his head, his eyebrows frowned slightly and looked at the handsome young man in front of him, only to find that this young man's pupils were different from ordinary people, which was also thanks to his cultivation of martial arts, which greatly improved his physical senses. However, his pupils were also black, and the blue color was not very obvious, so he didn't notice it until now.
"You... You ask. He hurriedly turned his face, which caused Demon Wind to be embarrassed for a while, and only after Demon Feng's expression recovered, did he slowly open his mouth and asked, "Are you the apprentice of the Sword Saint Guransi?" His voice was kept low to make sure that no one except Luo Tian could hear it.
Luo Tian was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a puzzled expression, and said softly: "Gu Lansi?" His mind went through all the people he had known in this world, there were not many who used swords, and there was a guard who claimed to be a swordsman who had fought with him, and so far he had not met other swordsmen.
At this moment, the Snow Emperor of the golden light space also became interested, and pushed away the layers of thick white light beside him, and looked at the demon wind with interest, the title of Sword Saint has a lot of energy in the Hongmeng world, and there are very few people who use the sword to become holy in the Hongmeng world, and the Snow Emperor happens to be one of them, and he is the only emperor among the nine emperors who uses the sword to prove the Tao, the sword light swept through the Hongmeng without touching the opponent, and even the other eight emperors had to retreat when they touched his sword, his sword path contained a wide range, and he would kill the Dao, the Heavenly Thunder Dao, The Ancient Demon Divine Dao and other five hundred avenues are integrated, and he has the strength to compete with the Eight Emperors! When he becomes an emperor, he will integrate the remaining two thousand five hundred avenues of the Heavenly Dao into the Dao of the Sword, and his sword can no longer be called a sword to a certain extent, but the Dao that embraces everything, but the remaining avenues he has only just come into contact with, and some of the avenues have not even been used, they have fallen, Rao is so, his combat power is no less than the other Eight Emperors who have completely mastered the three thousand avenues!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at his soul body, and said softly: "When I return to Hongmeng, it will be your nightmare." His expression gradually became gloomy, and his clenched fists were bulging, but he was just a soul body, and everything was simulated by this golden light space, so he didn't feel any pain.
Demon Feng looked at Luo Tian again, scratched his head and said, "Sword Saint Gu Lansi is the swordsman of the last era, he should be quite famous, don't you know?" His eyes fluttered, as if he didn't believe that Luo Tian didn't know Gu Lansi.
Luo Tian still shook his head, he could be said to know nothing about the last era, so he had to wave his hand and said, "I haven't heard of it, why do you say that I am his apprentice?"
Only then did Demon Feng sigh, fall into deep recollection, and began to tell.
In the last era, human beings all lived in the Nordgon in the Middle Domain, prosperous, and magic reached its peak, there was no so-called warrior in that era, the warriors were people with low magic power, and the combat power was far from the opponent of the magicians of that era, and there was no status in the society at all, as time went by, they had to huddle together to keep warm, form an expedition team, and continue to explore the world outside the Middle Domain, their footprints were all over every corner of the Nord Continent, and until now there are still ruins and treasures left behind by them in all corners of the Nord Continent, waiting for people to discover。
The greatest of these trio and the leaders of the most prominent expeditionary group of the time, were revered by the explorers as the Three Saints.
The Sword Saint Gurans is one of them, and the only legend that has left a name.
Legend has it that he was born in the most prominent noble family at that time, and was the eldest son of the family, but because his magic power was too low, he and his biological mother were directly banished to the border by the family, and what is even more tragic is that his biological mother committed suicide in shame not long after arriving at the border, leaving him as a baby.
Fortunately, he was adopted by the old warrior of the neighborhood, and was named Gurans, but he was unclear about his origins, and every time he asked the old soldier, the old soldier remained silent.
The old warrior was a swordsman, and made a pact with him that when he defeated him, he would tell him what he had done.
It was also because of this that he followed the swordsman to adulthood, and on this day the old swordsman lost to him, and the old swordsman opened the conversation, and finally told him about the nobleman sending guards to escort the mother and son to the border, and it was because of this that his heart was enveloped in anger, and he embarked on the road of revenge back to the family, and he wanted to ask for an explanation for himself and his mother.
Finally, after a lot of hardships, he rushed to the door of the family, and there was no revenge in the past, but he was alone in the heavy rain messy, deeply feeling that his strength was insufficient, so he began his own adventure, he has been living in fear for decades, and finally one day he completely gave up his magic power, leaving only pure power on his body, and the weapon he held can also be said to be made of scrap iron, but his combat power has become extraordinarily powerful!
Coupled with his exquisite swordsmanship, he deserves to have countless followers, and he has led a large team and has become the head of the adventure group!
At this time, the nobleman he once feared also seemed vulnerable, and the family was even more damaged by civil strife, and even imprisoned its original patriarch, who was also his biological father. He entered the deep castle alone, and after a day and a night, all the rebels in the family were killed, and the head of the current patriarch was hung in front of the door.
At this point, he walked away, and had nothing to do with the family, and the chief of the tribute at that time allowed him to be acquitted, and let him continue to stay in Nordgon. One night, however, he abruptly left the group and headed south alone, and at that time he had already made a name for himself, and no one could figure out why he had done so.
I don't know how long it took, day and night, he arrived at a huge mountain of great grandeur, carved his name on this huge mountain, and disappeared without a trace. When that era was shattered, people followed his footsteps to find this place, and when they saw this magnificent mountain, their hearts were terrified, not only by the mountain, but also by the huge name that was almost immortal carved from top to bottom on the mountain. The mere words give people a great sense of oppression, and if a giant sword hangs over everyone's heads, no one knows how powerful Gurans was at that time, not even the Magic King of Rosas has given an evaluation.
A learned old man once said that this mountain was the legendary sacred mountain, and that group of people lived here, learned the giant characters to practice kendo, became the first batch of disciples of Gurans, and built an empire ruled entirely by warriors based on it!
The empire reshuffled and integrated the shattered Nord continent until the birth of the Magic King, ruling the entire Nord continent for almost 30,000 years in that wasteland-like world, writing the legend of Granth into their codex.
Even now, the core of the empire is still close to Shenggong, and there are many martial artists among them, but it is also a good place for Luo Tian, but there are very few warriors who completely abandon their magic power, which is why they are nicknamed the disciples of Gurans. Their combat power is low, and they are no match for ordinary warriors, so there are fewer and fewer warriors who can persist without using magic.
When Luo Tian listened to it, he realized that this Demon Wind had misunderstood him, obviously because the magic power on his body was too scarce, so that the Demon Wind had misunderstood. However, at this moment, he also had a trace of interest in the disciples of the ancient lands, and he wanted to see how the "martial arts" of this world were different from the martial arts he cultivated.
In the golden light space, the Snow Emperor sighed secretly, and said to himself: "I didn't expect the sword dao of this world to be so low, and it still stays in such a shallow realm. With that, he retreated into the white light, evidently a hint of loss.
As the days went west, everyone's shadows were dragged for a long time, and the magicians increased the intensity of their chanting, because at night the monsters would increase in strength and lose their minds, and they could only rely on chanting to suppress their nature and make them dare not approach.
"O Grans. Yasha followed behind the Demon Wind and listened very carefully, obviously very curious about this cultivation method, because she was a person with thin magic power and extremely disgusted with demon methods, which was very similar to Gu Lansi.
At this moment, Luo Tian was very embarrassed, it was not that he didn't want to use magic but he didn't know how to use magic at all, no matter how he called and how to learn those mages to chant and make Indian forms, he had never succeeded once, so he was also a little disappointed.
"I've disappointed you, I'm not an apprentice of the Sword Saint Gurans, I'm just myself. Luo Tian said with a wry smile.
Demon Feng just shook his head lightly and said, "You are really an interesting person, I think you should be one of the hundred seats in the Double Star Academy." His tone was extremely sincere, and there was a glint of envy in his eyes.
Luo Tian didn't know what to do, and then asked with an embarrassed face: "What is a hundred-person seat?"
Demon Feng was stunned for a moment again, and said with a smile: "I admire you even more, you dare to take the test even if you don't know anything." He also ignored Luo Tian's embarrassment, and continued: "The so-called 100-person seat is a banquet held by the Double Star Academy before the finals for the top 100 powerhouses selected by the test and the knockout round, and there is a star fruit gift on this banquet!" said this, a wry smile appeared on his face.
Luo Tian nodded, he thought at first that the so-called test of this Double Star Academy was just an admission test, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome, and he had to decide a first!