"The Sword Saint is gone?" Du Chen was shocked, the story told by the Peachwood Sword was like an unfinished story, with only a beautiful beginning, but no gorgeous ending. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The phantom image on the peachwood sword is frozen in the unnamed small mountain village, and the sword saint flying immortal is far away, never going back.

"He threw me down, and since he saw the master, he seemed determined to send me back to the place where I was born, and no longer need me to fight, and no longer let me be with him. Peachwood Sword's words were full of complaints, he was just a sword, and the Juggernaut "abandoned" him and sent him back to where he started.

In front of the title of the sword body, there should have been the word "peachwood", but he also gave it up. The mood of the peach wood sword can be imagined.

"You've shown me so many images, what's the purpose. Du Chen's words returned to the topic, his original question was how did he pass the assessment of the peach wood sword, but he didn't expect to watch such a long "movie", and it was a biographical movie with a long duration and ups and downs in the plot.

"What you want to express is that you have been abandoned by your beloved monk?" From the image intercepted by the peachwood sword, Du Chen only summed up one characteristic, and it was obvious. The Peachwood Sword grew up with the Sword Master, and the two were like partners holding each other hostage, only until the last partner was abandoned by another partner.

"Isn't it? I grew up with him, accompanied him, and the bright moon sent homesickness, and I shared his sorrows. How could I have thought that one day, he would actually throw me away!" The peach wood sword said the word "throw" very seriously, and this feeling of being discarded by trusted people can only be known after experiencing it.

"Then what about later, you didn't go to him?" Du Chen stared at the peachwood sword, he was tired of standing and sat on the ground.

"Where to look, don't ignore one thing, I'm just a sword, not a monk.

The monks practice the Tao and can travel thousands of miles, but I am just a sword, and if no one uses me, I lose my value. With my sword, I can't fly long distances, and I don't have strong combat effectiveness. After that I tried to find his breath, but everywhere my power went, he disappeared without a trace. The peachwood sword was speechless, Du Chen didn't know enough about the machine spirit.

"Oh, I see, I thought that the spirit of the instrument, like the monk, could move freely and practice freely. Du Chen pondered and replied, the strength and weakness of the machine spirit could be reflected in the hands of the monks, but it could not be reflected in themselves.

"We are just objects, objects that give birth to spiritual consciousness, and whether we leave them behind or discard them is all in the mind of the monk. Momoki Jian said in frustration, as his heart became tighter and tighter over the years.

"I am only his sword, forged for battle, fought for victory, but when I ask him to retreat, or when he no longer needs me, I have no value, and worthless things deserve to be discarded, don't I? Momoki Jian asked rhetorically, speaking at a slower pace.

"Of course not! If the pictures you show me are real, then you are not worthless, but the most precious. Although I don't know why he left you, in my eyes, you are his partner and the most precious. Du Chen was categorical, he didn't agree with Peachwood Sword's words.

"Partner, I used to think so, but then what?

Do you know why I broke through the ban and created this small world?

It's all about looking for him!

Born as a sword spirit, I couldn't have cultivated, but in order to find him, I hibernated in that small mountain village and prepared for cultivation for a hundred years.

In the past 100 years, I have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth day and night, washed my body with aura, and protected my gods with rhyme. Only then did he break the shackles of the sword spirit that he was born with and was able to practice. But as a sword spirit, I still can't practice combat techniques, I can only practice spells with different rules.

Because he is the best at the art of time and space, I inherited a part of it, and I was naturally sensitive to the rules of time and space. I chose to practice the rules of time and space, day and night, and never stopped! Until one day, I cultivated and created the Ancient Sword Mountain.

As I said, I am a sword, and although I have given birth to a high-level sword spirit, I cannot move and fly at will. Only by building a small world, with the help of the power of the small world of Gujian Mountain, can we find out his whereabouts.

The original purpose of building a small world was to find out his whereabouts.

I hid the Ancient Sword Mountain in the space outside the Immortal Realm, the entrances and exits of the Ancient Sword Mountain are all over the Immortal Realm, once the entrances and exits are opened, I can feel the power of every place in the Immortal Realm.

But opening the entrance and exit of the small world is extremely laborious, and I can only open it once every ten years.

During the time when I created Gujian Mountain, every ten years, I quietly opened the entrance and exit of Gujian Mountain, but no matter how hard I tried to find him, he seemed to have disappeared from this world, and there was no trace of people, breath, and traces. ”

"So, have you given up?" Du Chen asked. If it were him, it is estimated that he would have given up a long time ago, such a partner is not a real partner.

"No!" but Peachwood Sword's answer surprised him, "If I give up, can you still stand in front of me now?" After searching for him alone for hundreds of years, I thought of a new way to open the Ancient Sword Mountain and let more people help me find him!" Du Chen didn't understand why Peachwood Sword did this, as if he was crazy, he had to find the Sword Master.

"The place you are standing now is the end of Gujian Mountain. The test of the Ancient Sword Mountain that I set up is actually very simple, every few years when the Ancient Sword Mountain is opened, as long as you can reach the end point first during the opening of the entrance and exit within a month, it will be counted as passing the test and eligible for my inheritance.

According to tradition, this should have been an elimination route of racing and confrontation, but it was disrupted by skeletons, the human-faced spider emperor was the inheritor more than three hundred years ago, and he was eligible to get my inheritance, so he was left here to cultivate, but when he went out to rest, he devoured the skeleton, but he didn't expect the skeleton to have miraculous skills, survive in this area, and enter the core of this world.

I set up a mechanism there to replace time and space, which was originally used to imprison monks who were making waves in the Ancient Sword Mountain, but I didn't expect it to become another channel of choice. "Momoki Kendo, I said it a lot.

"But I'm very concerned, as you said just now, the Human-Faced Spider Emperor was the inheritor of more than three hundred years ago, and there were no other monks who passed the test, and why was he left here to cultivate, not to go out to practice with the exercises. "Du Chen is good at finding problems and asking them clearly so as not to trap himself.

"You are really outstanding, and you are well thought out, so it's good to be clear. The peachwood sword swallowed the glow and stood beside Du Chen, at the same height as Du Chen, who was sitting, "Since everything is said here, I think I can talk to you about the inheritance of the ancient sword mountain, and all your questions can be answered." ”

(To be continued)

----- Book ghost dragoon

[The next chapter will almost finish sorting out the matter of the peachwood sword, starting from the plot of the skeleton soldiers, the development of the story is very long, but please believe me, this is all to pave the way for the future, and these chapters are also very interesting!]