Early in the morning, Zhu Qing Zhulan took Yu Zhi to the inheritance place of Hongchen Sword Intent.

The red dust sword intent of Miaoyinan is the inheritance left by the first ancestors after they sat down.

For nearly a thousand years, no one has been able to fully inherit this red dust sword intent.

There are thousands of avenues, and so is the sword intent. If there is no similar state of mind, it will be difficult to comprehend the true meaning of it, and it will be impossible to inherit the sword intent.

"Does Young Master Yu want to inherit this Red Dust Sword Intent?" Zhu Qing asked.

Yu Zhi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You think too highly of me." For thousands of years, this red dust sword intent is still in Miaoyin Nunnery, how can I inherit it. ”

As he spoke, the pear blossom sword appeared in Yu Zhi's hand, and the pear blossom sword intent floated out.

A touch of longing, a touch of guilt, fell on Zhu Qing Zhu Lan's heart.

This is Li Xue's state of mind, pinned on the pear flower sword.

"The sword intent of the red dust comes from the rolling red dust, and it has gone through all kinds of life, ups and downs. I appreciate one or two and find a way for my pear blossom sword intent. ”

The inheritance place is a cave house, and the stone wall in the cave is carved with many deeds of the living Buddha to save the world.

And on the stone platform in the middle of the cave sat a dry bone.

This is the female sword cultivator who comprehended the sword intent of the red dust.

A rusty long sword lay across the knees of the dry bones, and the red dust sword intent was hidden in the sword.

Zhu Qing Zhu Lan knelt down against the dry bones, and Yu Zhi also knelt down in the same way.

"This is the first ancestor Hua Lishitai. It is said that the catastrophe came to an end thousands of years ago, and the Taoist companions and relatives and friends of the ancestor of Hua Li all died in the catastrophe, and only the master of Hua Li lived alone. ”

"After the world was settled, Hua Li Shitai created Miaoyin Nunnery, looking back on the past of this life, feeling something, condensing the sword intent, and finally realizing the only Hongchen sword intent."

"In the sword intent is the floating world of three thousand, rolling red dust, like a lifetime of time, from birth to death, from joy to sorrow, leaving one person alone."

"The master once said that without the experience of Huali Ancestor, he would never have been able to comprehend the essence of Hongchen's sword intent."

"Young Master Yu, don't be reluctant, if you are trapped in the ancestor's red dust sword intent, it will be harmful to Gongzi's sword path."

Yu Zhi nodded, stepped forward to face the dry bones, and sat cross-legged.

"I hope that my predecessors will not hesitate to teach."

As soon as the words fell, the red dust sword intent floated out from the rusty iron sword.

There are three thousand floating worlds, and the red dust is rolling.

The scene in Yu Zhi's eyes changed, and scenes of light and shadow passed by.

After a fire in the north, Li Haomiao carried the baby from the north to Nanzhou.

In the snowstorm in Nanzhou, Li Qingru took the baby to hide in Tibet.

The witch doctor of the grassland, the doctor of Nanzhou, and the presiding officer of the Buddhist temple in Lingzhou...... The footprints of one large and one small have traveled through most of Dachu.

Asked about the teaching in the academy, and the loneliness after the college exam.

I was excited that Ye Qinghuan won the championship in the Qingyun test, and I was moved by Qiu Ruoruo's concern.

The happiness of meeting Li Wantong, the anger of the girl's death.

The despair at the bottom of the cliff of the meteorite, knowing the sadness of life.

......

Everything flashed in Yu Zhi's eyes like the light and shadow of a marquee.

So far, Yu Zhi's life has been short for twenty years, but these twenty years have been far more ups and downs than other people's lives.

At this moment, Yu Zhi is looking back on his past 20 years.

The ups and downs of the past are all reminisced.

This is the rolling red dust of the world.

Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan have all observed the sword intent of Hongchen, but the human world is far more complicated and sad than the experience of the two.

This is also the reason why the disciples of Miaoyin'an have not been able to inherit this red dust sword intent.

Zhu Lan looked at Yu Zhi, who was meditating, and couldn't help but say, "Sister, do you think that Yu Gongzi can inherit this Hongchen sword intent?" ”

Zhu Qing looked at Zhu Lan suspiciously, and said with a smile: "Although Young Master Yu is extremely talented, if he wants to inherit the sword intent of Hongchen, he needs talent and experience. ”

"The master once said that the ancestor of Huali had gone through half a lifetime of hardship and tasted all the ups and downs before he had this red dust sword intent. When you have the experience of Huali Ancestor, when will you be able to get the Hongchen Sword Intent. ”

"Young Master Yu is only twenty years old, how can he understand the true meaning of the sword of the ancestor of Hua Li?"

Anything is most memorable only when you experience it yourself.

Zhu Lan looked at Yu Zhi in a daze and said, "Sister, I think that Young Master Yu may really be able to inherit the sword intent of Hongchen." ”

Zhu Qing only smiled, she was not optimistic about Yu Zhi, not because of Yu Zhi's talent, but because of the human state in Hongchen Sword Intent, which was not something that young people like them could appreciate.

Silly Lan'er, if Yu Zhi can really inherit the sword intent of Hongchen, how can the master rest assured that he will come to understand?

I'm afraid that you have this unrealistic delusion.

......

Yu Zhi looked at the previous scenes in the picture, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing.

Only Yu Zhi can see the scene in his eyes, so to outsiders, Yu Zhi looks like a madman.

Twenty years are just a snap of a finger.

Airplanes!

The rusty iron sword groaned softly, and the red dust sword intent shrouded the entire cave.

In an instant, Yu Zhi's body revealed three sword intents at the same time.

Dawn!

Spring flowers!

Pear!

The three sword intents were uncontrollable around Yu Zhi, and they felt the red dust sword intent, and they couldn't help but want to compete with it.

"Come back!" Yu Zhi said calmly.

The three sword intents became stable.

"The red dust is rolling and sinking in it, or the sword mountain and the sea of fire, or the heaven and earth. Hua Li's predecessors can see through the red dust, which is extraordinary. ”

As Li Haomiao said, Hongchen Sword Intent is also an emotion, a fusion of countless emotions in the world, and a synthesis of countless moods.

Yu Zhi calmed down again, feeling the sword intent of Hongchen.

This time, he no longer saw his past.

Airplanes!

There were countless roars, war drums, and the sound of an extremely terrifying landslide cracking in the midst of the sound of the sword.

The yellow sand is full of wolf smoke, and the flag is raised in the sky.

galloping on the battlefield is not afraid of death, and his blood has not been cold for a long time.

Great battles broke out one after another in Yu Zhi's eyes, the golden flames destroyed the city, and the rain destroyed the world.

A giant burning with flames stood between heaven and earth, lifting his feet and falling, trampling down a city, and all living beings died in the golden flames.

Countless night ghosts rushed into the world, copper skin and iron bones, parrying swords, sharp fangs, tearing flesh and blood.

A full blood-colored moon appeared, and the wail was hidden under the wolf smoke.

The baby's cry came suddenly,

A fist-sized skull tumbled to the ground.

A few fingers fell into the rubble, and they all belonged to the same person, or they belonged to different people.

Yu Zhi's heart welled up with grief, which was indescribable.

"Myokon-an was founded a thousand years ago, and Hua Li's predecessors also participated in the battle a thousand years ago.

"Could it be that this is what Hua Li's predecessors have experienced?"

In the picture, the human race fell one by one, dying under the burning of the Great Sun Jin Yan, and all the gods were destroyed.

Cities were destroyed and reduced to the territory of the Lingkui clan.

The night ghosts roared and shouted, they were originally low-minded creatures, and they only knew how to kill.

And after the night ghost, Yu Zhi saw the figure of the human race.

"Traitor!"

Anger, sadness, hatred, powerlessness, rejoicing...... Countless emotions were intertwined in Yu Zhi's heart.

"Is this Hongchen?"

Yu Zhi seemed to know how to practice the Pear Blossom Sword Intent.

Compared to Hongchen Sword Intent, which is like a person's countless emotions, Pear Blossom Sword Intent is just a longing and a guilt.

Yu Zhi's heart moved, and the pear blossom sword was suspended in front of him, and the sword light surged, like pieces of pear blossoms blooming from the sword body, and then falling again, and finally disappeared.

Miss.

Li Xue for Ah Qi.

Guilty.

Li Xue for her master.

Before that, it was difficult for Yu Zhi to empathize, so he never knew how to practice the Pear Flower Sword Intent.

Under the influence of Hongchen's sword intent just now, Yu Zhi understood what his thoughts meant.

Li Xue misses Ah Qi who went to the East China Sea, just as Yu Zhi thinks about Li Wantong at the moment, just as Hua Li misses her partner who died in battle.

What about guilt?

It was the cultivators who were powerless to protect the human race that died at the hands of the night ghosts, and it was the strong grandmasters who watched the world become devastated.

Yu Zhi seems to understand whether he understands or not, but it is enough at the moment.

The strength of Hongchen's sword intent lies in Hua Li's life, which carries all kinds of situations in the world.

Airplanes!

The pear blossom sword also made a sword groan.

The pear blossom sword intent and the red dust sword intent were intertwined, emitting rays of light.

At this moment, the armor on Yu Zhi's body suddenly appeared.

The tattered armor exudes an air of mysterious antiquity.

Yu didn't know what was going on.

The pitch-black and broken armor trembled, and the black fluorescence flickered and dimmed, as if to tell something.

Yu Zhi has always known that the general has a spirit, but the battle to seal the scarlet cherry blossom was too tragic.

All paid with their lives for this.

As the armor trembled, the rusty sword in front of Hua Li began to shed rust.

The yellowish-brown rust dissipated in the fluorescence of the armor, and behind the rust was a shiny sword.

After thousands of years, Hua Li's saber is still sharp.

Yu Zhi looked at this scene suspiciously. In the dark, the two seem to have a different connection.

Could it be that Hua Li's predecessors and Yun Jin's predecessors know each other?

Without waiting for Yu Zhi to think about it, the answer appeared in front of Yu Zhi's eyes.

The sword light intertwined into the figure of a woman in pink.

The dress is like a flower, the face is like a flower, and the smile is like a flower.

When Zhu Qing saw Zhu Lan, her eyes were full of shock.

"Meet the ancestor of Huali!" The two sisters knelt down towards Hua Li.

Hua Li smiled faintly, and a force helped Zhu Qingzhu Lan's body up.

Yu Zhi looked at Hua Li in front of him and said respectfully: "I've seen Hua Li's seniors." ”

"Little one, where did you get your armor?" Hua Li's expression was full of nostalgia.

Yu Zhi can be sure that Hua Li and Yun Jin must be old acquaintances.

"Jiangjia is a gift from Yun Jin's predecessors."

"What about him?" With a hint of expectation, Hua Li immediately said lonely, "If the armor is broken into this appearance, he will definitely not survive." ”

Yu Zhi took a deep breath and said, "Yun Jin's predecessors set up the Scarlet Cherry Blossom Queen of the Fuling Kui Clan, set up the Star Killing Array, and suppressed the Scarlet Cherry Queen for thousands of years. Not long ago, the last remnant of his soul left in the world also dissipated. ”

Hua Li's eyes fluttered, with a hint of blame.

"He's always been like that. Always in the limelight. On weekdays, he bears the name of the Lord of the Nebula, boasting that the stars are the first in the world. Now it's okay, even his own life is on the line. ”

The nail trembled and fluoresced, as if arguing for his master.

"Look what you've broken into. And speak for him? Hua Li said angrily.

Listening to Hua Li's voice and tone, Yu Zhi asked curiously: "Senior Hua Li, are you and Senior Yun Jin ......?"