Volume 2 Heavy Snow in the World Chapter 189 A Day to See the Long Mausoleum (I)

In one day, walk all over Changling until you reach the top.

This sounds like an incredible thing, but in fact, in the history of the Great Sui, not no one has done it.

It's a thankless job.

As long as you don't break through the Ten Realms, ignite the life star...... Even if the will of the mountain guards would envelop the entire Changling Tomb and shelter every young genius who stepped into the Changling Tombstone Path, those who forcibly tried to reach the top would definitely cause damage to their own spirits.

It's not like a normal physical bruise.

This kind of "Dao injury" is likely to have an indelible impact on the path of cultivation in the future.

No one knows what the consequences of this impact will be.

Many of the predecessors of the Holy Mountain have warned their disciples not to be rash and compete for false fame, to try to reach the top of the stele road, and to fall on the unhealable Dao wounds, but the gains outweigh the losses.

Those young geniuses who once tried to reach the top in Changling were indeed amazing people with a unique reputation, but after reaching the realm of the Destiny Star, they seemed to be riddled with many injuries, and in the end, they did not end well.

Changling, the tomb of the Great Sui.

So there's another way of saying it.

The owner of each stele has carved the artistic conception of the avenue that contains his life's work, but it will inevitably be stained with some other people's things after all.

For example...... Dead air.

The owner of the stele has been dead for thousands of years and hundreds of years, and the stele left before his death, standing in the Changling Tomb, is connected with the master's heart, and the wind and frost will wash it, and it will give birth to death.

Here, it's like another tomb where the master is buried.

Comprehending a stone tablet, more or less, will be contaminated with a wisp of dead air, climb to the top of the Changling, and look at all the geniuses of their own cultivation artistic conception, the dead qi entangled in their bodies is more like a kind of karma in the dark.

The more you get, the more you will have to pay later.

Qingjun looked at the mist-shrouded mountain and spoke softly.

"That's why I don't want to go to the mausoleum. ”

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Sit cross-legged in front of the stele.

Raindrops crackled and hit their shoulders, splashing the water.

Ning Yi looked at the thin and ethereal shadow.

"I am the Great Sui...... Duckweed Star Monarch!"

The thin shadow pressed down the hat with one hand, and the rain gathered and separated around the two people, forming a waterspout within a radius of three feet, layer upon layer, and the sword intent suddenly overflowed.

Ning Yi once heard of the "Duckweed Star Monarch", in a certain era, this Star Monarch came from the 100,000 miles of mountains in southern Xinjiang, and was not infected with evil spirits, although his temperament was a little strange and withdrawn, but he had never done evil deeds.

This is a loose cultivator who has advanced extremely strong in the kendo realm.

It is extremely difficult for a loose cultivator to become a star monarch, the name of "duckweed" sounds feminine, but in fact, the swordsmanship is fierce, this star monarch has left few traces in the Tiandu library, but the record of going to the north to kill the five thousand year demon with a single sword is the most amazing stroke.

Ning Yi didn't expect that duckweed Xingjun would leave a stele in Changling?

As soon as you step into Changling, you can see this kendo stele...... In terms of the general arrogance of sword cultivation, if he was qualified to step into Changling and leave a stele of his own, it was absolutely impossible to place it at the entrance so casually.

The ethereal shadow whispered, "I know what you're thinking. ”

Ning Yi pursed his lips.

The tall and thin swordsman in the heavy rain sounded like a sword in the mist, through the rain and thunder.

"I came to Changling, my life is about to end, I can't climb the height, otherwise I will never stand here. The will of Duckweed Xingjun, with a trace of ethereal sadness, he looked at Ning Yi, and said indifferently: "Young man, you don't use it to comprehend my sword stele, this stele is different from other stone steles, it is full of dead air, the higher place of Changling, there is the artistic conception left by the power of the sword, you tell the sword path you practice, I will show you a clear way." ”

Ning Yi fell silent.

Duckweed Xingjun came to Changling, it is already the end of his life, there is no more time to stay, he will set up this stone tablet in Changling, which is his own habitat, and it will burn out the starlight, no wonder Tiandu Library...... There are only a few descriptions of this kendo star.

Ning Yi knew that the Changling Monument Stone contained dead air.

The sword weapon also once said to himself that Changling has great creation, and there are also calamities that depend on each other.

"What is my word?"

Ning Yi had asked himself countless times.

Senior Brother Xu Zang's swordsmanship, Mr. Zhao Rui's swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of the sword weapon near the adult, Pei Min's sword saint's swordsmanship, these amazing sword cultivations, everyone's path is different.

Three Thousand Avenues, which one is your own?

Ning Yi's realization of the sword qi was the sword intent realized by fighting with the reincarnation king of the underworld in Xiaoyu Lane, between life and death.

That sword qi artistic conception is the harvest he gained by following Xu Zang to learn and wander between life and death many times.

The dual realm of sword qi is to observe the sword hiding with the girl, Ning Yi already has three flying swords in the heart lake, and in the battle of Qingshan Mansion, he got the personal guidance of the sword weapon, so he stepped into the threshold of "sword finger killing" with one foot.

Close your eyes.

Countless sword qi paths spread out in Ning Yi's heart lake.

The whole world is dark, but every road exudes blazing light.

Ning Yi said softly, "I only ask for my way." ”

Whether it is "living towards death" or "killing with a sword", the path that those predecessors have walked has shown great potential, and if you set foot on it, study only one of them, and come to the end, you will definitely be able to shine brightly.

This was a very difficult question, Xu Zang left too early, so that at that time, Ning Yi had not yet become a sword cultivator.

If Xu Zang is still there, then he will tell Ning Yi.

Now you don't have to make a choice.

There are too many roads here, but Ning Yi has seen too few landscapes.

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Heavy rain was falling.

In addition to the sound of rain and wind, Changling is quiet, and birds and beasts are silent.

The young man sitting in front of the stone monument seemed to be struggling.

The rain was muddy and his clothes were soaked.

Ning Yi's face was pale.

Three Thousand Avenues, which one to take, this question was prematurely placed in front of him.

Can't get an answer.

The thunder flashed, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Ning Yi raised his head and stared at the swordsman with a hat floating on the stone tablet.

He said word by word: "Please senior, lend me a sword intent." ”

Duckweed Xingjun seemed to be stunned.

"What did you say?"

Ning Yi took a hard breath, stood up in the torrential rain, and said, "I don't know where my sword is, so I want to take a look...... Take a look at the swords in the entire Changling Tomb. ”