All the soul fragments in this space seemed to be bathed in the Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao, and every word roared like thunder, and was as gentle as the wind.

I don't know how long it took before subtle fluctuations slowly came out of the soul fragments.

"Heaven and earth... Livelihood... Stars... Yin and yang... Xuanxuan... Five Elements..."

Intermittent fluctuations rang out irregularly from thousands of soul fragments, as if reading, calling, and responding...

The wind was blowing softer and faster than before.

The dust rolled up was a little heavier.

The sky was originally sunny and sunny, but at some point, it began to rain lightly, and when it fell into the dirt, a young shoot pierced the cage that had bound it for a long time, opened its leaf petals, and straightened its waist.

As the thunder sounded, the raindrops poured into every inch of the dirt.

As far as the eye can see, the buds have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, twisting their graceful waists in the direction of the raindrops. Rich vitality filled this desolate and bleak world, like a blazing firework, burning everything dead and silent.

Towering trees go straight up to the sky, flowers and plants compete for beauty, butterflies dance...

The tree is shaking its leaves, and the grass is bearing its seeds.

Heaven and earth were replaced by gold in an instant.

Pieces of yellow leaves break free from the branches, mottled bark is distinct, stamens wither, grass leaves wither... It seems to be going through a cycle.

Everything is back to the beginning, back to that bleak, desolate world.

Sikong Haoran opened his eyes at this moment, and the elemental attributes surging between heaven and earth were no longer so ethereal, as if they were wandering in his sight, within reach.

Their breathing, their rhythm, their laughter and playfulness all echoed in his soul one by one.

Looking at the complete soul body, Sikong Haoran suddenly felt like a dream, the series of accidents just now, as if he had a "sweet dream", such a sweet dream, he didn't want to feel it again, that kind of loss of control of everything, too insecure!

Just as he sighed, a crack opened in the space in front of him.

Vaguely remembering, a voice came into his soul, "Could it be that it is the spirit of the ninth sword tablet, or..."

Just as Sikong Haoran was considering whether to step into this sudden gap, an irresistible pull dragged him into another layer of space of the Sword Monument.

The light of heaven and earth changed, and the moment the pulling force disappeared, Sikong Haoran stood in front of a sword tablet, exactly the same as the ninth sword tablet he saw outside.

The only difference is that the word "sword" on this sword tablet contains the fluctuations of the Supreme Heaven and Earth Dao.

On the other side of the sword monument, an arrogant figure slowly turned his head, looking at the figure that suddenly appeared, a moment of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes, he originally thought that it would be one of the three of the three of Jian Idiot, Jian Ming, and Jian Zhen, but he didn't expect it to be someone else, and it was also a weak chicken whose strength was not in the realm of the Sword Emperor.

Sikong Haoran also saw him, the coercion that could not be seen directly, and the aura fluctuations emanating from his body, he didn't have to think about it to know that he was the successor of the sect master Jianchen, Jianke.

nodded slightly at him, but was ignored, and Sikong Haoran slapped him on the donkey's leg like a slap.

What neither of them noticed was that the two were in different spaces, they could look directly at each other, but they didn't invade each other

Violate.

"Little one, congratulations on passing the baptism of the elements. The familiar voice ignored his soul defense and passed into the depths of his soul, and between looking around, the voice sounded again, "I stand in front of you." ”

Sikong Haoran looked at the sword tablet in front of him in shock, and sure enough, as he thought, it was the spirit of the sword tablet!

"The soul power of the Pseudo-Heaven Realm is equivalent to the strength of the Sword Emperor, which is not bad!" The ninth sword tablet did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations, as if it was telling a very ordinary thing.

The soul power of the Pseudo-Heaven Realm is a demon-like existence in the Sword Sect and even in the Hengduan Continent, but in its mouth, it can only fall into a good statement, which makes Sikong Haoran have a trace of expectation for the inheritance in the ninth sword tablet, and said respectfully: "Senior, where is the inheritance?"

"Interesting little fellow, I like your straightforward personality. ”

"The inheritance is in the sword word, comprehend the mystery, you and him can break free from the shackles of this heaven and earth, otherwise, the two of you will stay in this sword monument for endless years!"

The voice of the machine spirit was still indifferent as usual, but when he heard it in Sikong Haoran's ears, it was like a series of world-destroying thunderbolts slashing wildly in his soul, making him unable to calm the horror in his heart for a long time, "This... Is it a legacy, or is it a prison!"

He cursed the ninth sword tablet fiercely in his heart, and it was also a mirage, if it wasn't for its instigation, if it wasn't for its nonsense, maybe he would have obtained a more perfect inheritance than this!

If he could hear the conversation between the three of them, he would definitely find out that Jian Ke had been here for a long, long time.

Looking at Jian Ke not far away, his heart no longer seems to be so boring, it seems that he has a kind of cordiality of meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign country, he did not come forward to talk, nor did he ask for warmth, for the sake of today, he can only understand the mystery in the ninth sword tablet as soon as possible, because there are still many things waiting for him to do and complete.

What can be easily obtained is often not worth mentioning, and the more unattainable it is, the more precious it is.

Everything he has experienced, the means he has, none of which he has not obtained from nine deaths and one life.

With his eyes in one place, abandoning all distracting thoughts, Sikong Haoran sat cross-legged in place, echoing all the things that happened in the ninth sword tablet, which must be inextricably linked, and the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm climbed towards the sword word.

As soon as the soul power touched the sword word, it was pierced by the invisible blade one after another, and the soul refining tripod roared in the soul ocean, and the golden soul power rushed like a mountain torrent, and the roar hit the avenue fluctuations emanating from the sword stele.

At this moment, an invisible blade broke free from the ninth sword monument and stabbed towards the major points around Sikong Haoran.

"Ahh

The soul-killing pain struck again, Sikong Haoran was struggling to bear it, but he felt the breath of different elements on this invisible blade, which was exactly the same as the elemental baptism he had experienced before, but it was even more domineering!

He was delighted by this discovery, and his breath, his soul, all fluctuated with the different elements at this moment.

Gradually... Gradually... The pain became minimal, but his soul body was like a dustpan full of holes, and the next moment, the soul body dissipated in this world.

Jian Ke in another space silently looked at the strange scene in his sight, and at first he didn't care, but turned into horror, because he found that Sikong Haoran's soul body had disappeared, and there was not even a trace of breath left.

Sikong Haoran's soul was sucked into the sword word again, and this time, he saw

In a different picture, he was like lying in the ocean of avenues, surrounded by a warm breath.

As if I were this heaven and earth, the sun and moon, the stars, the elements... With endless power, with a wave of your hand, you can destroy this world.

He felt every person's breath, every plant's rhythm, their thoughts and thoughts, as if a single thought could affect the trajectory of their lives...

"Do you think it was your own strength just now?" A familiar voice sounded slowly, and this time what appeared in Sikong Haoran's soul's sight was a sword tablet phantom.

Looking at the phantom of the sword tablet in front of him, Sikong Haoran's heart was terrifying, he finally saw the true face of Lushan of the machine spirit, "This mysterious power, I can feel his existence, as if it is a part of my body, and it doesn't seem to belong to me, it's strange!"

"Everything in heaven and earth has its own breath and law, which is independent of the individual and does not distinguish between each other, it does not belong to you, it does not belong to me, it does not belong to anyone, but it exists between heaven and earth, for our use!"

"You are also a part of all things in heaven and earth, a dust, a flower, a free element, to feel it, to feel its temperature, its breath, its calling, its everything. ”

Sikong Haoran followed the voice of the ninth sword tablet and fell into a deep understanding step by step, turning into a stone, a flying bird, a swimming fish, and even the mystical qi and elements that were free between heaven and earth...

Time is like flowing water, I don't know how long it has been, a day... Ten days... Or a month.

The sword tablet spirit seemed to feel something, and it trembled, as if it was reminiscing, as if it was contemplative, and after a long time, it murmured: "This kid actually has your breath on his body! No wonder he can so easily integrate into the sword tablet and feel the elemental fluctuations!"

"After a thousand years, I didn't expect to be able to meet again, I look forward to that day! ”

If Jian Ke heard what the sword tablet spirit said, he would definitely be so angry that he would be angry, and he would definitely scold like a shrew, I have been sitting here for three or four years, and I have been waiting for such a farce! But he is destined not to hear it, and he will not have the opportunity to inherit the ninth sword tablet.

"Boom!"

The elements between heaven and earth fluctuated violently, and in the space where the sword monument was located, the expressions of the people who remained here changed drastically and looked up one after another.

"It's... Caused by Jianke?"

Jian Idiot, Jian Ming, and Jian Zhen also had solemn faces.

I could only see the entire Sword Monument Void, as if it was shaking violently at this time, the elements were disordered, the Xuan Qi roared, and the space collapsed...

Even the people who were originally immersed in the perception under the other eight sword tablets were awakened one after another, and some were even directly teleported out of the sword tablet space.

The remaining five people, they faintly felt that it seemed that there was some major secret treasure between heaven and earth that was about to be born.

The ninth sword monument space.

One after another, the phantom of the sword tablet was smashed into all parts of Sikong Haoran's body by the machine spirit, and a vast torrent of words appeared in his soul ocean, and the three words containing the Supreme Dao were extremely conspicuous, "Qiankun Fu!"

The sword tablet spirit statue made a major decision, and in an instant, it shot into Sikong Haoran's heart.

Jian Ke, who was immersed in the state of contemplation, was repelled by an inexplicable force from the sword tablet, and his eyes, which had been closed for four years, suddenly opened.

And Sikong Haoran's true body was swallowed by the ninth sword tablet in the midst of many horrified eyes.

End of chapter

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