Chapter 1138: Thanksgiving Sect Sword
The world of ten directions, the world is not entered
Above the River of Molten Pulp, Ye Zun opened his eyes, and his mind seemed to be echoing with the words of Master Qin He. 【】
The Ten Directions Order, the Ten Realms are strong, I'm afraid that no one wants to get it, but they can't imagine that this Ten Directions Order, which everyone wants, will be the key to destroying the heavens and all the worlds.
As long as the door of the ten worlds is opened, the gods are reborn and resurrected, rule the ten thousand worlds again, and command the strong people of all races to enter the ten worlds, it will be a catastrophe covering the heavens and all the worlds
"Alas......" Ye Zun's heart sighed heavily, pursuing the supreme strength of martial arts, if it is at the cost of this catastrophe, Ye Zun can't do it, perhaps, he has not yet stood at the height of the gods, and the thirst for supreme strength is not very strong, there is no such **, but the gods do not hesitate to do this, the god realm, I am afraid that it is not so simple
Greed makes people fall into demons, the supreme strength, how can it not make people greedy, ** more than that, greedy endlessly
"What's the matter, boy?" beside Ye Zun, the Tiger King looked at Ye Zun and asked suspiciously.
Ye Zun shook his head, these things, he didn't want to mention them to anyone for the time being, if one day, he could go to the immeasurable divine mountain that Master Qin He said and find the answer, then it would be the time for the world to know.
"Okay, it's over here, remember what you promised me, protect this world for a hundred years, anyone who dares to be presumptuous here, there is no forgiveness for killing" Ye Zun looked at the five Saint Realm powerhouses, and his body was full of terrifying killing intent
"Yes, Ye Gongzi. The five Saint Realm powerhouses bowed their heads and replied.
"Of course, if after a hundred years, you satisfy me, you will get the reward you deserve. As soon as the conversation changed, Ye Zun said again.
"Thank you, Young Master Ye," the five Saint Realm powerhouses said in unison.
Ye Zun nodded, then he looked at the Tiger King and said, "Tiger King, come with me for a walk." ”
The Tiger King frowned, he felt that Ye Zun was a little different at this moment, his temperament had changed, he was no longer as relaxed and comfortable as before, with a heavy and mountain-like taste.
"Good. ”
Ye Zun and the Tiger King left the river of molten lava, above the clouds, Ye Zun and the Tiger King stood side by side in the clouds, and the two looked at the great rivers and mountains of this world.
"The country is picturesque, who is the master of ups and downs?" the Tiger King smiled lightly, and with a wave of his hand, the clouds in front of him automatically dispersed, and the face of the rough mine seemed to have a touch of reminiscence.
Well, I don't know how many years I think about back then, how could he not be a man of the moment in a world, dominating a race, and turning clouds and rain in a world.
Ye Zun's face also had a touch of reminiscence, thinking that back then, when he was still young, in this Eight Desolations World, he was still the weakest person, and in the end, he grew up step by step, growing stronger night after night, and went through crises again and again, and now, in the big world, he is famous all over the world
The country is picturesque, who is the master of ups and downs?
In today's Eight Desolations World, he Ye Zun is the master, and this endless scenery is all in his bag
"Tiger King, how much do you know about Master Qin He?" Above the clouds, Ye Zun asked.
Hearing this, the Tiger King carried his hands on his back and said, "Qin He, is a great world-beating powerhouse, the world's famous sword, the most weapons from his hands, but in ancient times, the war of the gods broke out, and even a world-famous powerhouse like him fell with the gods In ancient times, Master Qin He, he is known as the person whose strength is closest to the gods."
Ye Zun nodded silently, Master Qin He, a generation of sword casting masters, a powerful man in the world, he also fell with the gods in the Ten Directions World, then, in the Fire God Temple, Ye Zun believed a little more in his heart, if Master Qin He had any conspiracy, why did he leave a consciousness to warn future generations, the Ten Directions World, the world is not allowed to enter, this kind of words?
"So, I don't know how much the Tiger King knows about the Ten Ancient Gods?" Ye Zun asked out loud as he took a few steps forward above the clouds.
There was a strong look of reverence in the eyes of the Tiger King, and he said, "The ten gods, they are the faith of your human race, even if I am a member of the demon race, I can only admire them, our demon clan worships the strong, the demon god of my demon clan was defeated by the human god of war back then, but we have no grudge against the god of war, only worship"
Ye Zun sighed softly in his heart, even the Tiger King, a member of the demon clan, respected the ten gods, not to mention the human race, which also made Ye Zun even more determined that before finding the answer, he must not make Master Qinhe's words public to the world and slander the beliefs of a race, it would be a very terrifying thing
After the matter of the Molten River was resolved, Ye Zun did not leave the Eight Desolations World immediately, he returned to the Hundred Kingdoms, and returned to the place where he was born and raised.
Luoyun Country, the mountain behind the crape myrtle sect.
On top of a lonely peak, there, there is a stone tablet that reads: The tomb of the sword of the master and the sect, the unfilial disciple, Ye Zunli
Coming here again, Ye Zun's eyes couldn't help but slip a tear, at the beginning, this old man supported him step by step, smiling and teaching every time, trying his best, hoping that he would get ahead, and he also did it, in the Battle of the Hundred Kingdoms, he won the first place strongly, letting everyone know that he Ye Zun is a disciple of the Zongren Sword.
He won the supreme glory for himself, but also to live up to the teachings of his mentor.
However, in the middle of the way, this Ye Zun respected and admired the most in his heart, and regarded him as his father, but in order to allow him to live, he did not hesitate to blow up his body in exchange for a chance to live
"It's been ten years, Master, the apprentice is back again" Ye Zun, knelt down in front of the tombstone, the corners of his eyes were moist, if in this life, who is he the most ashamed person? Then, it is undoubtedly his mentor Zongren Sword, how much guilt he has for this old man, however, Yin and Yang are separated, even if he feels too much guilt, he can't make up for it
In this lonely peak, he seemed to be able to see the old man, leaning over and smiling at him with a kind face
"Master......" In silence, Ye Zun let the tears slide down, he stroked the tombstone with his palm, silent
On this lonely mountain, Ye Zun knelt for a day, and this time, it may be the last time he said goodbye to his teacher.
The next day, in a courtyard of Ziwei Sect, here, there is a little girl who is about ** years old is practicing swordsmanship, the little girl looks slim, although she is young, but she has already shown a bit of beauty embryo color, her swordsmanship has a bit of fire, between the sword, there is a faint wind and thunder, tiger and tiger, sword light across the entire courtyard.
And this little girl is none other than the daughter of Jian Aochen and Hua Yixue, Jian Youruo