Zhuang Tianyi saw that Gu Nanyun did not postpone it any longer, he recalled the scene when he came to this Qinglian Domain, and told Gu Nanyun all this.

It turned out that as early as a few decades ago, when Zhuang Tianyi entered the Qinglian Sword Domain, he didn't know that this was the retreat place of the ancestor Yunhua Shangxian, and he thought that this was the cave where the ancient god lived.

Not long after Zhuang Tianyi entered the Qinglian Sword Domain, he came to the edge of the Sword Washing Pool.

Suddenly, he saw that the otherwise calm water surface had become swirling and rumbling, and he felt that the ground under his feet was shaken. In the sword washing pool, for a while, many long swords flashing with cold light flew out of the water, and then they rotated uncontrollably in the sky above the water surface, flying and dazzling.

When Zhuang Tianyi saw this situation, he was also greatly shocked in his heart, he didn't know what would happen next, so he had to concentrate on vigilance and wait and see what happened.

Then, in the whirlpool on the water surface of the sword washing pool, at this moment, I saw a golden light rising into the sky, drilling out of the whirlpool, followed by a brilliant fairy sword breaking through the water, and a dragon roar came into Zhuang Tianyi's ears, which was extremely shocking.

The fairy sword flew into the air, and the intense golden light illuminated the entire Qinglian Sword Domain, and from the sword body, a circle of light followed, spreading outward, like water ripples, controlling the many long swords flying around.

When the huge aperture spread range could almost cover the edge of the sword washing pool, Zhuang Tianyi saw a rising mist rise in the aperture, and finally those mist gradually condensed and turned into a golden text.

Zhuang Tianyi looked up, his eyes widened, and he only saw the gist of the golden text in the sky to the effect that the Qinglian Sword Domain was originally a retreat place for Yunhua Immortals. After the evil sword was born in the world, Yunhua Shangxian took back the evil sword after destroying the evil spirit, and then threw it into the sword washing pool, washed away the evil evil, and suppressed it with the magic weapon of the immortal family.

After that, Yunhua Shangxian peeked into the heavens and learned that there would be a catastrophe in Kyushu seven hundred years later, so the sword of the Hao Immortal was passed down, and if the disciples of later generations had the opportunity to obtain this fairy sword, they could use this sword to stop the catastrophe.

Yunhua Shangxian once cast a seal, which can only be lifted by someone who is destined, get the Haoxian Sword, and will take on the great responsibility to prevent the catastrophe and protect the peace of the world.

Having said that, after Zhuang Tianyi told Gu Nanyun all this, he said to him: "Yun'er, since you came here, I can feel the movement of the Hao Immortal Sword in the Sword Washing Pool, and I think you are its destined person, so to this day, I said that I want to teach you this sword." ”

After Gu Nanyun heard this, if the prophecy of the previous ancestor Yunhua Shangxian was true, and if he was destined to be the one who was destined, he would have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving the common people in the world, for the sake of peace in the world, even if he sacrificed himself, then he would have no complaints.

It's just that this fateful person, just based on his teacher's words alone, it is difficult to conclude that it is him, and now it depends on the result, no matter what, he has to give it a try.

So, Gu Nanyun replied: "Master Bozu, then let the disciple give it a try." ”

Zhuang Tianyi looked at him, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Old man, I believe you can unlock the seal, you can go!"

At this time, Gu Nanyun took a few steps forward and looked at the Hao Immortal Sword in the sky above the Sword Washing Pool. But seeing that the Hao Immortal Sword trembled slightly, it made a low sound from time to time, as if waiting for its owner to arrive.

On the front of the three-foot stone platform that appeared on the water, a handprint the size of an adult appeared, and it was supposed to be the seal of the immortal knot on Yunhua.

Gu Nanyun flew up and entered the sky above the sword washing pool, his dexterous body avoided the chaotic swords around him, and his body flew straight towards the Haoxian Sword.

At this moment, Gu Nanyun stood in the air and looked at the Hao Immortal Sword from the closest distance, but the brilliance of the sword was too dazzling, making it difficult for him to open his eyes. Despite this, he found the location of the mudra on the stone platform, and then stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers, and slowly put it into the mudra.

In an instant, Gu Nanyun only felt that his right hand was tightly absorbed by the handprint, and he couldn't move. The Haoxian Sword on the stone platform, just like the one that came out of the water before, the roar of the dragon was endless, and the light was even more brilliant. The sword shook violently

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound, and it turned out that there were many cracks on the stone platform, which were about to burst.

"Bang ......"

There was a violent explosion, the stone platform in the sword washing pool had been shattered, Gu Nanyun was pushed backwards by a powerful thrust, and the broken stones in the entire field flew wildly, Zhuang Tianyi hurriedly pinched the trick and got up, forming a transparent barrier in front of him, blocking all those broken stones that were as fast as meteors.

Speaking of Gu Nanyun's side, while he retreated, he immediately urged the true yuan in his body to stabilize his body flying upside down.

After a while, the debris in the field had subsided, and the chaotic swords that stayed above the sword washing pool were all inserted into the pool water with brushes, and disappeared, and the whirlpool disappeared with it. Only the Hao Immortal Sword remained, flying alone in mid-air.

Gu Nanyun still stayed in mid-air, only to see his right hand stretched out, his left hand pinched, the Hao Immortal Sword flew towards Gu Nanyun under his traction, he took advantage of the situation and held the sword, and then flew down and landed in front of Zhuang Tianyi.

Zhuang Tianyi saw that the Hao Immortal Sword was holding in Gu Nanyun's hand, and the blazing bright light that was originally just now had disappeared and turned into a soft golden qi, flowing on the sword body.

He smiled "haha" and said, "Yun'er, I'm right! ”

At this moment, Gu Nanyun held the Hao Immortal Sword in his hand, only to feel that the hilt of the sword was warm and extremely comfortable, and there was a stream of air in the sword that rushed into his body, blending with the innate qi and Xuanqing Miaofa of his cultivation, and he suddenly felt that he had inexhaustible strength and a hundred times more energy.

Looking at the Hao Immortal Sword again, there was a faint sword qi that was about to leap out, but I was afraid that if Gu Nanyun waved his hand casually, there would be an overwhelming amount of energy bursting out.

Gu Nanyun looked at the sword in his hand, he was emotional, and he praised: "Master Ancestor, this Hao Immortal Sword is really the treasure of the Immortal Family, and its divine power is extraordinary. ”

He added: "This sword is in my hand, it is a blessing that my disciple has cultivated for several lifetimes, and my disciple will definitely make good use of it." ”

"Yun'er, now that you have obtained the Hao Immortal Sword, don't forget your mission, although I don't know when this catastrophe will be born, old man, but you must always be vigilant, there is a long way to go!" Zhuang Tianyi looked at Gu Nanyun and said faintly.

Gu Nanyun inserted the Haoxian Sword into the scabbard, put it on his back, and bowed his hand: "The disciple does not dare to forget, he must go all out to fulfill the wish of the ancestor master, and live up to the cultivation grace of the Yunhua Sword Sect to the disciple." ”

"Hmm. Zhuang Tianyi was very satisfied after hearing this, and he said: "It's good that you know, you deserve to be my good apprentice!" After that, he laughed out loud......

......

Qingming silk rain broke the intestines, and the lonely barren mound was sacrificed.

In the twilight of spring, in this season of touching the scene and being sad, there are almost souls, how many people are separated by two worlds, and life and death are boundless. The prosperity of a lifetime has fallen, but the thoughts in my heart have become eternal concerns. In the barren mound, how many partings and pains are buried, whose tears are quietly slipping. In the lonely world, who is thinking in the heart and haunting dreams?

Above the hill, the sky was still drizzling, the air was bleak, and there was great despair.

On the other side of the hill there was a barren land, and in the distance there was a mound of earth, or rather, a lonely grave.

That lonely tomb looks like it's been a long time, and if it weren't for a stone tablet standing in front of it, it's really hard to tell that it's a tomb.

I saw that around the tomb, weeds were growing, and they were desolate, and they had been abandoned by the world, and they were slowly dying out, and no one knew about its existence.

The rain fell obliquely on the cold stone monument, and the desolate cold wind blew whirring, as if accompanied by a lonely whisper, telling the sorrow here.

In front of the lonely grave, I don't know when a man's figure appeared, he stood there with his hands in his hands, staring at the lonely grave in front of him, letting the cold wind and drizzle blow on him.

In this wind and rain, the back seemed so lonely and helpless, and it was as if it was lost. How many ruthless blows did fate give him that made him so miserable......

Then the drizzle gradually stopped, and although the rain was not heavy, it still soaked the man's clothes, his end

The white hanging down the shawl has become messy, and drops of water are dripping down from the silk.

When I looked closely, wasn't this man the leader of the Youzhou Tianshu Holy Sect, Kitano Mo, who was it? I just didn't know why he was here, and who would be the deceased in the lonely grave!

At this moment, Kitanomo spoke to himself, and he said to the lonely grave in front of him: "Xiao Shu, I haven't seen you for a long time, I have only come to see you for so long, I hope you don't be surprised!" Kitano Mo's tone was low and weak, and he seemed a little struggling.

When he had finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, and remained in the middle of the room, motionless, as if he were waiting for the man in the tomb to respond.

After a while, Kitano Mo spoke again: "How are you doing lately?, are you missing me, I've been thinking about you all the time......"

As soon as he said this, all that was echoed was the merciless cold wind and the weeds swaying from side to side on the grave. However, Kitano Mo is already very content, because these are like her words, only he can hear them, and she should miss him very much!

Then, just looking at Kitanomo's face, a long-lost smile was revealed, he has always been grim and cold, only in front of that tomb, his smile is from the heart, it is an unforgettable love, people don't realize that this indifferent man in the field, he still has feelings.

Kitano Mo's tone was filled with some joy, so he said to the lonely grave: "Xiao Shu, it will be your birthday in a few days, and after so much time, I don't know if you remember the gifts I gave you before." ”

He remembered something from a long time ago, and continued: "I remember the year after we got married, I once cut a cart full of firewood, and I was very happy, thinking that I would definitely be able to sell it for a good price in the market. At that time, you wanted to follow me, but I couldn't resist you, so I took you to the street. ”

Having said this, Kitanomo stopped and sighed, but seeing that his face had a bitter smile, and a pair of blood-red eyes gradually became moist. He clenched his fists with both hands, his body trembling a little, trying to suppress the sadness in his heart and not let it out.

Kitanomo calmed down his emotions a little, he looked at the lonely grave, and continued: "Xiao Shu...... I still remember that cart of firewood we sold for a lot of money, you and I were very happy, and then you saw a hairpin in the town, and you said it was beautiful, and I knew that you liked it very much, and when I touched the poor money bag on my body, I knew that the hairpin was very expensive, and naturally I couldn't afford it. ”

He added: "Since then, I have worked hard every day to go up the mountain to chop wood, hoping to earn enough money as soon as possible to buy a hairpin, so that on your birthday, it will be given to you as a gift......

When Kitanomo said this, his voice was a little choked, it was difficult to continue, his heart, he only felt that it really hurt, it hurt, it hurt so much that he almost couldn't breathe.

Facing the lonely grave, where the people he loved the most were buried, but now the heavens were different. Kitanomo looked at the lonely grave in front of him, he only felt that he was far away from her, so far away that he could not see each other in this life, he could only look at her name on the stone tablet, pinning his endless thoughts.

In the end, Kitano Mo continued: "But...... When I excitedly went home with a hairpin to look for you, you were lying in a pool of blood, silent, and left me!"

He raised his head and looked at the sky, his blood-red pupils were filled with endless killing intent, and his face became hideous because of hatred, and then he roared angrily: "Heaven's will makes people...... Unfair fate...... Xiao Shu is such a kind woman, why should she treat her so cruelly and take her life, do good people deserve to die? Why is this...... God, tell me......"

A desperate roar rang out from the hills of the wilderness, echoing in the distance. The heavens did not answer his words, only the cold wind blew in the field, and everything around was desolate, desperate and unforgiving. Kitanomo knelt on the grass with no strength, he lowered his head, and a man's tears fell silently at this moment......

Who would have thought that this man in the field, he is the master of a sect, he is eloquent, ruthless and ruthless, and the big devil known to the world, but he doesn't know that he also has such a vulnerable side.