When the sword light disappeared, Guhua found his dream, and his eyes still had an indescribable gloomy, sad, and dim color.

His dreams may have been cold and pitch-black,......。

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, then walked forward, and there was darkness ahead.

Where's the next room? What's in the next door? What kind of flower is it? ......。

Yang Qing tried his best to control himself not to go crazy, but his body couldn't help but twitch.

She couldn't figure out why Wusheng was so calm, without a trace of fear, without a trace of panic, not even a little strange expression.

This person is hovering and wandering on the edge of life and death, as if he has not brought him any suffering and misfortune, he may not be enduring any torment and depression, but enjoying indescribable pleasure and stimulation, and even his eyes have become indescribably excited and passionate at that time.

Yang Qing said: "You are really a weirdo. ”

Silent without life.

"You're not a good person."

Silent without life.

"Are you human?"

Silent without life.

"Why aren't you afraid?"

Speechless, already sighing.

"Can you teach me how you do it, how you can be so calm and easy to talk and laugh on the edge of life and death, so that I can also benefit from it."

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, silent.

"If you don't teach me, I'll ......."

Silent without life.

"I'll just strip naked."

Wusheng said, "I have already taught you. ”

"You don't."

Speechless, already sighing, sighing and walking forward.

"You really don't."

......。

The lifeless stone statue stood taller than the gun in his hand, then pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Staring and poking at this person like a gun.

The room was extremely dark, hazy and mysterious.

The snow-white hair fluttered casually, the snow-white beard was scattered, and the snow-white clothes ...... in the wind.

Although he is extremely old, he will lose his life and everything at any time when he is old, but his eyes are bright, bright and flexible, like the spring water flowing among thousands of flowers and plants in spring, indescribably flexible and cheerful.

The wrinkles on the face are also extremely soft, soft and pleasant.

The lifeless stone stood seven feet above him, straighter than the gun in his hand, and his dark eyes stared and poked at the man like spears.

The man takes a sip of tea, and then he doesn't move like wood, and he doesn't move like wood, and he takes a sip of tea.

He didn't move like a wood, as if he had suddenly fallen ill and suddenly returned to the west, which was indescribably strange and strange.

Not many people may know about this problem, and even fewer people have it.

In fact, he was reminiscing, seriously and carefully reminiscing, enjoying, reminiscing, and enjoying the intense pleasure and joy of the moment when the tea flowed.

The man said, "Buddha can wash the heart, and tea can cleanse the mind." There is sweetness in bitterness, bitterness in sweetness, bitterness before sweetness, and the same is true in life. ”

Wusheng said: "Do you know how to drink tea?" ”

"Yes, you can try it too."

His words were extremely slow, and so were his movements.

There is no teacup.

He slowly poured out the tea, and the tea slowly drifted towards lifelessness.

The lifeless stone stood upright, just smelling it, and the tea slowly drifted away, drifting back, and falling onto the scabbard leaning against the wall.

The rolling dust suddenly withered, and Sen Sen's sword qi slowly floated out.

Wusheng said: "Bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter, sweet and bitter, you really understand tea." ”

"If you don't have a taste, how can you know that it is astringent and fragrant?"

"To drink is not to drink, and not to drink is to drink."

"It turns out that Your Excellency's tea ceremony is different from ordinary people, but it is also a Tao and a Tao."

"Your tea ceremony is extremely superb and mysterious, and I believe that your sword path will be even more different from ordinary people."

The man looked at the sword on the wall, then at Wusheng, and then said, "You want to know about this sword?" ”

"Yes."

"This is no ordinary sword."

"Yes."

"This sword is not something that people can understand casually."

"Yes."

"It may come at a great cost."

"Yes."

"Do you really want to know about this sword?"

"Yes."

The man looked at the sword, and the sword floated up slowly.

He gently stroked the sword, the wrinkles on his face suddenly stiffened, and his eyes were not only bright, but also extremely respectful.

He said: "This sword was made by a swordsmith in the rivers and lakes fifty years ago, and he searched for twenty years before he found a satisfactory fine iron. ”

Speechless, his eyes staring at and poking at the sword like a spear.

"The sword-forging maniac has spent another ninety-nine eighty-one days to build, and at the same time, he has also kept absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and that's not all."

When this man said this, his eyes showed indescribable sadness. Sorrow that goes deep into the marrow and soul.

"He also threw the lives of the seven hundred and forty-nine thieves in Qilian Mountain, the famous black and white roads in the rivers and lakes."

Wusheng said: "The person who forged this sword is not only a madman, but also a madman. ”

"Yes, on the day the sword was cast, the sky was silent, the heavens and the earth were forested, the thunder and lightning were shining, the wind and clouds were rolling, the snow was fluttering, the rain was blowing, and the wind was blowing."

When he said this, there was an indescribable grief in his eyes, a grief that went deep into the bone marrow and soul.

He sighed and said, "On that day, all the people within a radius of five hundred miles died, so everyone who could breathe died completely. ”

Wusheng said: "This is the Calamity Star Sword?" ”

The man nodded and said: "As soon as the disaster star comes out, the world is in turmoil, the rivers and lakes are turbulent, heroes are born, heroes are born, heroes are born, there are storms, disputes are endless, bloody things are going on every year, grievances and vendettas, and there are constant killings every year. ”

Wusheng stared at and poked this person like a spear, and said, "You are the main flower of extermination?" ”

The main flower smiled, laughing coldly, and the sword was pressing. "You're smart," he said. ”

Silent without life.

The main flower said: "The spear god is by no means stupid. ”

"If you don't use killing to kill, the disputes in the rivers and lakes may not be peaceful until now."

"Yes, you are indeed a reasonable person."

"Maybe you are the only one who can use this sword in the rivers and lakes."

"Why?"

"Only those who exterminate human nature can be ruthless and loveless, heartless and lungless, righteous and evil, right and wrong, virtuous and benevolent...... and perhaps only you can use it in the world."

"What about you?"

"I'm not human."

"And what are you?"

"I'm the God of Guns."

"Then I am the God of Extermination."

"Yes, it's almost the God of Extermination."

"How much worse?"

"Just beat me, as long as you defeat me, you are not a god but also a god, and no one in the rivers and lakes will say a word."

The main flower stroked the scabbard.

His eyes slowly changed, becoming indescribably sharp and cold.

Murderous aura, murderous intent indulgence, murderous spurt.

The sword was not unsheathed.

The sword aura is strong, the sword wind is swinging, and the sword intent is fluttering.

Zhu Hua said: "This sword has not been unsheathed for many years? ”

Wusheng said: "I hope it doesn't rust." ”

"Do you really want to see its true face?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you afraid that it will bring you disaster?"

"The catastrophe that comes with hope is real."

"You seem to like disasters?"

"I hate it when it rusts."

"Good."

"What does it mean to be good?"

"It's good that the disaster star is born, and the extinction comes out of the sword."

The sword is unsheathed.

The darkness suddenly vanished, and the palace collapsed suddenly.

A cold wind passed, and billowing smoke dispersed.

Everything appears, dawn appears, before and after dawn.

Yang Qing suddenly kissed Wusheng, jumped out of Wusheng's embrace, swept up in the air like a swallow, and floated two feet away.

She opened her eyes wide, spread her hands, and leaned her back to the earth, embracing the sky.

The sky is dead gray, and the gusts of cold wind carry the enchanting and feelings of the thousands of trees and flowers on the top of the distant mountains, swaying and happy, proud and happy.

She is also joyful, indescribably joyful, joyful.

She jumped, jumped, sang and danced.

Whoever sees her joy and cheerfulness at this time can easily understand how painful and frightened she was before.

There were still hundreds of Persian bald giant slaves standing like wooden stakes, their cold faces without a trace of expression, their bodies with green tendons and poisonous snakes, and their eyes glaring ahead like copper bells,......。

Still with their hands on their hips, motionless, gusts of cold wind drifted by, and pieces of fallen leaves floated on their bodies "fluttering", which did not affect them in the slightest, but added a little bit of evil energy, a little bit of soul dementoring.

They have not changed in the slightest, as if they have become one with the earth, as if they can stand until the heavens and the earth are old and the sea is dry and the stones are rotten.

She stared at everything here, and suddenly felt that it was not so scary, but it was extremely cute, as cute as it was.

Maybe a bird that has been locked in a cage for a long time is suddenly released, and it will also give birth to such feelings.

The sword is indeed rusty.

Patches of blood slowly fell off, and the sword light shone brightly.

Everything in heaven and earth seemed to have been overwhelmed by the light of this sword, dim, dead and dead, without a trace of vitality.

The withered leaves that floated between them fell softly to the earth, motionless, and not even the wind could blow it.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, straighter than the gun in his hand, silent.

There was no trace of emotion in his empty eyes, staring and poking at the main flower like a spear, as if he was going to poke him to death on the ground.

The main flower said: "How about the Calamity Star Sword?" ”

Wusheng said: "The calamity star is not bad, I don't know how about extinction?" ”

"You can try to think about it."

"I only want to see the original power of the sky and the power of the clouds that are rare in a hundred years."

"My sword moves will disgrace the scourge?"

"Maybe it shouldn't be called extinction of the calamity, it should be called extinction."

"Do you know my kendo?"

"I want to smell one or two."

"I learned swords at the age of three, realized the way of the sword at the age of seven, ran rampant in the rivers and lakes at the age of ten, defeated the seven major sects at the age of fifteen, became famous at the age of twenty, invincible in the world, and looked at it sideways.

"It's famous, but it's not heard."

"The human realm is the sword realm, and the sword realm is the human realm."

"Unheard of the details."

"Man is the sword, the sword is the man, the man and the sword are one, the two realms are integrated, and the supreme realm is supreme."

"I don't know how many imperial moves the Supreme Realm has?"

"Forty years ago it was ten thousand moves, thirty years ago it was a thousand moves, twenty years ago it was a hundred moves, ten moves ten years ago, and now there is only one move, and one move is only one move, and one move is a one."

"It is not easy to turn more into less, to multiply into fine, to weaken into strong, and to become supreme."

"So the price you paid is worth it, my sword realm has not insulted your spear god name, and your death is also extremely worthwhile."

"It's not easy to sword realm, but it's not a perfect sword realm, just as your supreme realm is not the pinnacle of the realm, so you still ......."

"What else do I have?"

"You can't do it yet."

The face of the main flower suddenly stiffened and died.

His body suddenly twitched, his eyes suddenly twitched, his murderous aura, killing intent, and killing intent were suddenly twitching, and even the sword qi, sword wind, and sword intent were suddenly twitching. "What do you think?"

"You haven't realized that there are no tricks and no styles, so you can't do it yet."

"No moves, no style?"

"Yes, you have to give up tea and stop music, take it seriously and carefully to understand that there is no trick, that is an inescapable trick."

"What would you do?"

"yes, so you can't do it yet."

"How did you realize that?"

"What trick are you going to learn?"

"I don't believe there's such a trick in the world."

"You can't learn, you have too many hobbies, you can't purify yourself, you can't be sincere, you can't keep it, you can chase it in the realm, and you can't ...... the way of the sword."

"I don't believe you'll do that."

"You can try it and see if your killing move is fast, or my killing trick is fast."

The main flower gritted its teeth and stabbed out with its sword.

Forcing sword aura.

Forcing sword intent.

Forcing sword wind.

The lifeless stone statue stood erect, straighter than the gun in his hand.

The cloak flutters slowly in the wind.

Blood dripped and the tip of the gun rolled down.

The main flower covered her chest and forced herself to stand, and the corners of her forehead were rolled down like cold sweat beans.

He gritted his teeth and said, "How did you get it?" ”

Silent without life.

"You tell me."

Silent without life.

"You tell me, let me die."

Speechless, already sighing.

The main flower suddenly fell and did not move.

......。