Chapter 811: A sword in the fire is like water

Reshaping the body and recreating the body of the gods does not have much benefit for the ancient legends. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 info His original physical body has long reached the point of being as pure as glass, the mythical great master is comparable to the golden immortal, and the golden immortal symbolizes the immortality in the physical body, compared to the Da Luo Golden Immortal, in fact, the difference is the height of the soul.

What is really in the fire of Phoenix Nirvana, what has been transformed is the sword and sword path of the ancient legend.

Under the tempering of the Nirvana fire, the sword of the mountains and seas, the invisible sword and the sword of the ancient legend have been completely turned into one.

Under the tumbling of the flames, it was reduced to a sword pill the size of a water droplet.

It flowed like water in flames.

It is certainly not water, but it has all the properties of water.

For heaven and earth, water is only one of the basic elements that make up the world. But the saints gave it a different meaning.

The good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao.

At this moment, this drop of sword pills like water is not water, but the way of the saint.

As soon as Gu Chuanxia grabbed the sword pill, it naturally penetrated into the palm of his hand without a trace.

Even if there was a Da Luo Jin Immortal who spied on the body of the ancient legend with an immortal primordial god, he couldn't find the existence of that drop of sword pills.

But it didn't disappear, it was incomparably condensed, but it was scattered in every drop of blood and every cell of the ancient legend.

Looking at Gu Chuanxia, Dugu suddenly sighed: "What you are walking now is no longer the way of the sword, but similar to the sword art in the ancient immortal road, and it is the best sword technique." In this life, you can't become the ancestor of swordsmanship. ”

Gu Chuanxia didn't have any pity.

He has never been Dugu, he wants to be the ancestor of martial arts, not the ancestor of swordsmanship. For him, the sword is still a tool in the final analysis. A tool, of course, is as easy as possible, and the sharper the better.

"You're right, you've seen it for a long time, but you didn't stop it, but you helped me, didn't you?"

"There can only be one Sword Ancestor, and you are the one who will do it!" Gu Chuanxia said.

"That's right! You're not sincere about kendo, and if you become the ancestor of kendo, it's a big joke. Dugu's tone was sharp, just like his sword, merciless.

Gu Chuanxia shook his head, didn't care about him, but said: "No matter what, this duel between you and me, the battle of the sword, I lost, but..." ”

"But in the duel itself, you won't admit defeat, will you?" Dugu seemed to know everything about what Gu Chuanxia was going to say.

"It's just that if you throw in the towel like that, I'll feel sorry for you. Your sword and kendo have turned into a sword pill, shaped like a great avenue, with infinite potential, and one day, it will turn into a long river of kendo, or even a sea of kendo. Now I don't look at what is in it, and I am afraid that in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see clearly. Dugu said.

Now the sword path of the ancient legend is somewhat close to the sword path of the Lingbao Tianzun.

The Zhuxian Sword Array, based on the four swords of the Killing and Trapping, took out a sword alone, just one, even if a congenital killing machine was brewed, it would not be unsolvable. But when the four swords form a formation, they can evolve into infinite changes, and people can no longer see the truth clearly, even if the Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal enters the formation, there is a danger of falling.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Qinglian Sword in Dugu's hand began to tremble uneasily.

Gu Chuanxia had never drawn a sword, and he didn't even have sword qi or murderous aura overflowing from his body.

But this unsettling atmosphere has already affected the Qinglian Sword. As an extraordinary peerless spirit soldier, its acumen is beyond the ordinary.

Dugu seems to be in the water at the moment.

The water waves are gentle, and the waves are not exciting.

But the water was secretly and constantly corroding him, invading his body.

The sword aura of the ancient legend is more dangerous than the corrosive water, and Dugu swings his sword to resist, but it is difficult to resist.

The sword qi is so pervasive.

It's not just like water, it's like air, sun, wind, everything.

Whatever the ancient legend wants it to become, it will become.

There will be no fixed form, and even the so-called sword qi is just a power mode that changes according to the will of the ancient legend.

This is also the reason why Dugu said that what Gu Chuanxia is using now is no longer pure swordsmanship.

Dugu's twenty-fourth sword can cut out a piece of time, can wash away the past, wield the sword itself, and can even cross a certain mental confinement to achieve a change beyond imagination.

But the sword itself of the ancient legend has fundamentally changed.

It is pervasive, but it is not constrained in any way, it is not air, it is not water, it is not wind, it is not sunlight, it is the Tao.

AloneΒ·Β·Β· Or any life form, he can get rid of the shackles of any tangible and intangible things such as air, water, wind, and sunlight through innate talent or acquired cultivation.

But he could never escape the omnipresent Tao.

The Tao is the foundation of this world, the very existence of all things.

If we lose the Tao, we lose the meaning and value of existence itself.

Poof!

Dugu's chest was torn out with a large sword mark.

A bloody sword seeped through the scar on his chest and then pressed against his throat.

"You've lost!" Gu Chuanxia waved his hand to disperse the blood sword on Dugu's chest, and then said.

Dugu had an indifferent expression, no sadness or joy: "I did lose! But you didn't win either." You've only made compromises to save your life. ”

The ancient legend said: "Only when you are alive can you have a chance to win, and when you die, you can only lose." My kendo cultivation is always inferior to yours, but that doesn't mean that I can't defeat you and kill you. From the beginning, these were two different concepts. ”

"You've been misleading me for a long time... Or mislead a lot of people. You make me feel that the only way to defeat you is to start with kendo. It really makes me sometimes ignore that the swordsmanship that can break everything is actually a false proposition. It is not the sword that can break everything, but the man. And if you want to defeat your sword, the first thing to defeat is you. ”

Gu Chuanxia's words were a bit tongue-twisting, and most of the creatures present heard it vaguely.

Only the Ice Dragon King, the Tushi Immortal, and a few old dragons of the Dragon Clan, who have rich experience, all nodded slightly when they heard this. Some even have a feeling of being sudden.

"The sword is invincible, but the man has an enemy! Haha! You finally understand! It's a pity... It's a pity!yes!," Dugu looked up and smiled.

What he pities and what he thinks is good, maybe only he and Gu Chuanxia understand.

At this point, the duel that has been waiting for many years seems to have finally come to an end.

Dugu won the sword, Gu Chuanxia won the duel, both of them won, both of them lost.

From then on, Dugu was even more lonely, on the road of the sword, he was still alone, and then risked everything, overcoming obstacles to challenge Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

The ancient legend lost the simple way of the sword, and fused the sword path with the sword art in the ancient immortal way, and completely transformed it into his own martial arts.

For him, the sword was no longer a lofty belief, but only a means and a tool.

The duel of the first war, the gains and losses, are difficult to explain.