Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Divine Soldier Appears
Everyone was silent, and it was not difficult to guess the Sword Saint through the strength of the Sword God.
Liu Changqing's strength is already incredible, and the sword that the more unfathomable sword saint can't even hold has that kind of power, which makes sense.
"Before the Haoran Sect occupied there, swordsmen from all over the world came one after another, starting a battle of ten days and ten nights, bleeding and drifting." Fengxian recalled.
Without thinking about it, Ye Kong could feel the tragedy at that time.
The competition for the number one divine soldier in the world is no joke.
"And then?" Hu Yu's eyes widened and his expression yearned.
"Later, a sentence came out that the gods have spirits and choose their own masters, which can be regarded as quelling this battle." Feng Xian sighed.
"Divine soldiers have spirits, choose their own masters!"
Needless to explain, everyone knows what this means.
The Divine Soldier has its own consciousness and will choose the right master.
This is the reason why the Haoran Sect was stable and undisturbed after that?
Ye Kong nodded thoughtfully and asked, "What about the second divine weapon?" It can't be a sword too, right? ”
Feng Xian looked at Ye Kong quietly, and spit out two words for a long time: "That's right!" ”
"Huh?!" Ye Kong wondered in his heart, are the swordsmen here so popular?
"Back then, the Demon Lord's evil sword was on par with the Sword Master's holy sword, and it was difficult to decide whether it was high or low." Feng Xian's expression was solemn, "It's not an exaggeration to say that it is a divine soldier!" ”
"Then the Sword Saint returned the holy sword to the furnace, tempered it with earth fire, and forged it with heavenly thunder for a total of nine hundred and eighty-one days, determined to make a wish for the unification of the world, and borrowed the power of heaven and earth to hide it."
Everyone listened to it with fascination and yearning for it.
"On the day of the sword, the wind and clouds changed, the glow was thousands, the sword saint took a look at the sword, only to see that the sword was engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains and rivers on the other, and since then, the second divine soldier was born."
"Xuanyuan Sword?!" Ye Kong shouted in a lost voice.
At this moment, Ye Kong was extremely flustered, and he didn't know what to panic about, but when he heard Fengxian's description, his mind was lost for a moment.
Feng Xian glanced at Ye Kong strangely and said, "It's not Xuanyuan Sword, the Sword Saint uses this sword to town the country and call it Xia Yu Sword." ”
"Zhenguo Divine Sword? Fortunately, it's called Xia Yujian, not Xuanyuan Sword..."
Ye Kong breathed a long sigh of relief, and then reacted, isn't this Xia Yu Sword the Xuanyuan Sword?!
Is this sword master bullying others and uneducated?
Juggernaut this old thing must not be simple!
Probably a fellow countryman.
Thinking about it, Ye Kong's body was trembling slightly.
Hua Xirong and the others just thought that he had heard such a magical story, and they were so excited for a while that they couldn't help themselves.
When the fellow sees the fellow, he gets a shot in the back.
Not to mention that this fellow may have died or gone home, or even gone to a more advanced map, and he doesn't have to be so excited.
However, the next step is to be careful, not to expose too much what this world does not have, and to guard against others.
After thinking about the key, Ye Kong's heart finally fell, let out a long breath, and regained his calm.
But I have to say that it's a bit insidious to secretly upgrade equipment in the finals.
Determined to aspire to the unification of the world, it is somewhat of a loan.
Hu Yu thought for a while: "So the Demon Lord actually died under the divine soldiers. ”
"Back then, the top ten masters besieged the Six Desires Demon Lord, and seven people died in just one face. Originally, the Sword Master could only hurt the Demon Lord, but could not defeat the Demon Lord. ”
"But after having a divine soldier, after the offensive of the Great Xia master's death, the Sword Saint had the opportunity to settle the situation with one sword."
Hu Yu was surprised: "Even if there is a divine soldier in hand, the Sword Saint needs everyone's help to have a chance to kill the Demon Lord?" ”
"That's true." Feng Xian sighed, "The Demon Lord was recognized as invincible in the world at that time, but his methods were ruthless and unpopular, so he was attacked by a group. ”
His tone changed, "It is said that at that time, the Demon Lord also cast two magic knives that were comparable to the evil sword, and planned to fuse the three knives together after the world was unified to create the Supreme Demon Knife, but unfortunately he didn't have this opportunity." ”
"Three magic knives?" Hu Yu muttered to himself, "Where are you now?" ”
Fengxian shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.
Hua Xirong spoke at this time: "According to the records of the Hundred Flowers Secret Codex, the dragon teeth, the tiger wings, the dog god, and the three magic knives were tossed and turned at that time, the dragon teeth were nowhere to be found, the tiger wings were fought back and forth in the demon gate, and the dog god was exiled overseas. ”
At this time, Ye Kong was numb.
Why does it feel like this Six Desires Demon Lord is also a fellow countryman?
Aren't these the three evil swords recorded in ancient times?
Legend has it that the fragments of the three evil knives were later made into three guillotines and placed in Kaifeng Mansion under the name of Qingtian Sanguillotin.
No, is this a centralized training camp for traversers?
"I'm !!"
A loud roar startled everyone, and they all looked at Ye Kong, who was yelling.
"Ahem, it's okay, something came to mind." Ye Kong faced the collective gaze, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and asked weakly, "Who invented Chinese characters?" ”
That's right, what made Ye Kong scream was that he realized that the world he was in was actually using Chinese characters!
The amazing thing is that he never doubted it, and thought that the system had corrected it for him.
Now he's pretty sure he's not the first person to come here.
"You don't even know that?" Hua Xie Yu looked at Ye Kong with disdain, "It is said that back then, the countries of Shenzhou were fighting endlessly, and the world was in chaos, and then the prince of a country was born out of thin air, destroying the withering and decaying to dominate the world, and then, unified the language, currency, customs, and so on. ”
"The words he created are still in use today."
"Could this be..."Ye Kong was speechless with excitement, "Such a person must be the Emperor of the World, a generation of virtuous lords, right?" ”
"Hey, although he has made a lot of contributions, he is a complete tyrant, after he dominated the world, he slaughtered the family gate valves, and the poems and articles cursing him are estimated to be burned for three days and three nights." Hua Jieyu's face was full of disdain.
"Not only that, but he also collected a lot of books, and the last fire was burned clean."
Ye Kong's eyes lit up, burn books!
Hua Xie Yu continued: "This is not over, he also killed all the historians in the world, how can such a person be Mingjun?" ”
Haha, pit Confucian!
Ye Kong became more and more excited, did someone follow Lao Ying's example, or did he pass through?
"However, it may also be because of his atrocities that God can't stand it anymore, and when he burned the book for the second time, he burned it with himself, which is an allusion to self-immolation, and he was only in his twenties." Hua Xie was not angry.
"Ahem, is that how you set yourself on fire?" Ye Kong almost choked.
Subsequently, with a look of shame, they are also traversers, why are their predecessors so powerful, either the first in the world or the first in the world, and they are still thinking about how to enter the Hundred Flowers Sect, which is really embarrassing.
"Let's talk about the transformation of the gods!"
Ye Kong is also very sorry for moving the topic away, but he is not to blame, it is too terrifying.
Hua Xirong gritted her teeth a little, if it weren't for Ye Kong being a kendo genius, a genius recognized by the ancestor, who dared to shout next to the body of the ancestor, he would have been unable to help but expel him from the Hundred Flowers Sect, but fortunately, Uncle Fengxian was not angry.
Feng Xian squinted slightly, displeased in his heart, but did not show it, but said: "A divine soldier is only a divine soldier if he has spirituality, and what the long hatred sword showed just now is the sign of turning into a spirit, but unfortunately it failed." ”
"How can it fail for no reason?" Ye Kong muttered to himself, Huo Ran looked at Liu Changqing, "Could it be..."
Feng Xian nodded and said, "Maybe it's because its master has passed away, so the divine soldier chose to give up." ”
"Affectionate and righteous!" Hu Yu couldn't help but sigh.
Ye Kong nodded and agreed: "People are affectionate, swords are righteous, it's a pity, it's a pity!" ”
I don't know if Ye Kong is pitying people or swords, or both.
Chen Mo has not spoken out, firstly, because he is not good at expression.
The second is that he feels a little strange, not only the sword is strange, but the person is also strange.
There is no doubt that the person is dead, there is no life, but it always feels like he is still alive.
Even though his eyes are closed, he feels like he's still looking at you.
Chen Mo didn't know why he felt this way, why was he the only one who felt this way?
The sword was equally bizarre, and it looked as lifeless as Liu Changqing lying on the surface.
In fact, he always felt that something was brewing in that sword.
It's a pity, but I can't figure it out, I can't see it clearly.
Chen silently recited the chapter of spiritual cultivation, and his eyes became extremely bright, as if he could see through everything.
Suddenly, he seemed to see something.
"Ahh
A ray of light shot into Chen Mo's eyes like a sharp sword, causing Chen Mo to scream in fright.
Feng Xian frowned, how could these young people be shocked.
Hu Yu leaned over and said, "What's wrong?" ”
"It!" Chen Mo closed his eyes tightly and pointed at the Long Hate Sword, "Look at me!" ”
It was the sword that was looking at Chen Mo, and at this time there was a very ridiculous feeling, but he saw it, saw it, and at the same time it saw him.
Chen Mo just glanced at the sword, and his eyes couldn't open anymore, and there was nothing in front of him.
It took a while for his sight to regain his sight.
The people of the Hundred Flowers Sect followed Chen Mo's finger and looked at the Long Hate Sword, but they didn't find anything unusual.
"What do you mean by 'it looks at me'?" In line with Chen Mo's efforts to maintain Liu Changqing's vitality, although Feng Xian didn't like it, he still asked patiently.
"I don't understand this?" Hu Yu proudly explained, "That means that the sword looks at Chen Mo..."
"yes, how could that sword be looking at you? It has no eyes. Hu Yu also reacted.
Chen Mo shook his head and didn't know how to explain for a while.
At this moment, a white flower appeared on Liu Changqing's forehead.
"Master!"
The people of the Hundred Flowers Sect were so excited that they shouted in unison.
Could it be that the ancestor is not dead?
The white flower released a faint white light, hovering over Liu Changqing's forehead.
After a while, everyone noticed that the Long Hate Sword was trembling slightly.
Immediately afterward, a burst of brilliance was released.
At this moment, everyone's sight turned white, and they couldn't see anything at all.
When the white light dissipated, everyone found that the original purple-black scabbard had turned into a green jade color, and the hilt had also turned a green jade color.
There are two words engraved on the scabbard - evergreen!
The word evergreen and the scabbard are combined as one, as if they were naturally formed.
There are two small characters on the hilt of the green jade sword close to the jaw of the sword - cloves!
Then, the sword is unsheathed!
Scold!
A soft groan, loud and high-pitched!
The blade of the sword turned into an alternating purple and white color, which was very beautiful.
When all the light converged, the Sword of Long Hate was still suspended in the air.
"Divine Soldier!" Fengxian was so excited that her hands were trembling.