Lin Huang was still speculating, but the Sword God took another step.

He never seems to stop, constantly running, looking for a glimmer of opportunity, and finding an opportunity for them to become gods. However, this time, Lin Huangxian's sword god's footsteps became unprecedentedly hurried, and he could even feel the sword god's heart, which was chaotic.

Lin Huang was silent, he didn't know if the Sword God had a premonition. In this ancient memory, he was just a passerby, although many times, he longed to be able to dream back to eternity and fight side by side with the Sword God.

But Lin Huang knew that this was just a memory of the past, he could see and feel, but he couldn't change the slightest.

In a hurry, it was a million years, the more prosperous the heavens and all worlds became, and even the first creature who became a god after tomorrow appeared, Lin Huang witnessed history with his own eyes, and knew that from this moment on, the entire heavens and all worlds had entered the right track.

On that day, the heavens and all the worlds were in full bloom, and the earth was surging with golden lotus, celebrating the first being of the mortal world to achieve the gods. As if the whole world was celebrating, Lin Huang noticed that the sword god's body was trembling slightly, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden.

"After all...... Or the Lord of the Ming Dynasty won. With an undetectable sigh, from that day on, the sword god's footsteps became more and more urgent, and his actions became fiercer, and he even led Lin Huang and them to forcibly snatch the treasures of other gods.

Millions of years slipped away in a hurry, except for Lin Huang, the spiritual wisdom of the other six swords gradually opened, and they were already like five or six-year-old children, and they could even change their human form.

At this time, Lin Huang would always observe the Sword God in silence, and only at this time. Lin Huang could detect a hint of gentleness and a smile on the sword god's face that couldn't see clearly.

Boom!

A bell rang, and suddenly it rang.

Lin Huang's heart sank. Can't help but look up at the sky. He had followed the sword god for many years in this empty memory, and had only heard the bell ring twice. One is the three bells of the Lord of the Heavens to return the destiny of all beings, and the other is the six bells of the Lord of the Pool to make up for the heavens.

And at this moment, he heard the bell ring for the third time.

"This time, what does it represent?" Lin Huang's thought flickered, and then froze, his heart sank, "The Emperor of Heaven opens the Heavenly Court!"

Knock knock!

One bell after another rang in the heavens and all worlds, and with each bell ringing, Lin Huang noticed that the sword god's footsteps became staggering. The backs are a little rickety, and the palms are trembling.

One bell after another, nine in a row, came to an abrupt end.

Lin Huang noticed that the sword god's body began to tremble violently, obviously the meaning of the nine bells ranging, the sword god had already understood.

"Why!Why!!!" The sword god roared suddenly, his tone was sad and angry, and three whys were exhausted, expressing the unwillingness and anger in the sword god's heart.

"Why can't you just give me a little more time? Lord. Why don't you give me a little more time, just like Lord Xuan?!!" The sword god roared, his voice desolate.

The other six swords didn't know what was going on, and they were a little afraid. Trembling, Lin Huang sighed, and his body transformed into a human. But the seven or eight-year-old child didn't say anything. Just gently held the hand of the sword god.

The sword god lowered his head, and Lin Huang saw his face clearly for the first time. A very majestic middle-aged man, his eyebrows are engraved with wind and frost, and his eyes are full of vicissitudes. The legend and myth of this later generation, the real appearance is that it is like a middle-aged man who can be seen everywhere, and the straight waist seems to be rickety one day, and he will bend his waist for five buckets of rice, just because this man has a name, called father.

"It's fine. There I am. The sword god patted Lin Huang's hand and smiled.

Lin Huang was silent, this memory lasted for too long, he couldn't tell the truth from the false, if it weren't for his firm heart and almost immortal soul, I am afraid that he would have been completely lost in this illusory memory, and he couldn't tell whether he was Lin Huang, or the sword spirit who was lying in the palm of the sword god's hand and was cared for all his life.

The few fragments of the sword spirit in his mind suddenly coincided with the qiē in front of him, and Lin Huang's heart was shocked, and he immediately knew that this illusory memory was about to come to an end.

Lin Huang sighed, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to end it like this, ending this qiē in the last memory fragment of the sword spirit. Because he wants to accompany the sword god to go down, keep going, at least let the sword god see that he has been waiting for thousands of years, and there is still hope.

The emotions at this moment are surging, not for anything else, but for the return of this creation, and for all these tens of millions of years.

But what should come is still coming, when Lin Huang followed the footsteps of the sword god, and finally saw a scene in the memory of the sword spirit for the first time, the continuous palace was lying in an empty starry sky, and countless strange creatures were lying on the ground, and in front of them were three peaks hanging upside down in the sky.

One burns with a raging flame, constantly changing, sometimes big and sometimes small, and there is a wisp of wind blocking the peeping gaze.

A majestic upside-down, unprecedentedly tall, millions of times larger than the largest star Lin Huang had ever seen, covered in endless frost.

The other one is black and white, half of it is pitch black and deep, as if it can devour all things, and half is pure white like light, with infinite light, endless heat, and it is impossible to look directly.

Three mountain peaks, Lin Huang just glanced at it, and knew why this scene was so profound in the few memories of the sword spirit.

Because at this moment, the sword god is among those creatures who bow down on the ground, and these creatures are not living beings, but gods. It is hard to imagine the shock of Lin Huang at this moment, all the heavenly gods and spirits are bowing in unison, and there are only three peaks in front of him.

One burns with a raging flame, constantly changing, sometimes big and sometimes small, and there is a wisp of wind blocking the peeping gaze.

A majestic upside-down, unprecedentedly tall, millions of times larger than the largest star Lin Huang had ever seen, covered in endless frost.

The other one is black and white, half of it is pitch black and deep, as if it can devour all things, and half is pure white like light, with infinite light, endless heat, and it is impossible to look directly.

"Could it be that the three peaks are the Divine Lords?" this thought flashed through Lin Huang's mind, and then his vision dimmed, but it was the Sword God who quietly closed his palms and retracted into his sleeves, hiding them.

Lin Huang immediately understood why, in the memory of the sword spirit, he only saw this scene of the three peaks, but had no other memories. Lin Huang was silent for a moment, and made a bold move, he really wanted to know what those three peaks represented, so he moved slightly, broke half of the sleeve of the Sword God, and secretly peeked out.

When he did this, Lin Huang was a little apprehensive, because he knew that in the real history, there would definitely be no such scene. Following in the footsteps of the Sword God for countless years, this is the first time that Lin Huang has tried to make a little change in this illusory memory. He didn't know if he would make it.

Because if it's really just an illusory journey of memory, then no matter what he does, it's impossible to change anything. In the end, the sword spirit failed to see what happened next, and he shouldn't be able to.

But if the change succeeds. Lin Huang's thought flashed in his heart, suppressed this thought, and looked out along the torn half of his sleeve.

But Lin Huang only saw a palm, which was the palm of the sword god, and the deep voice of the sword god sounded in his ears, "Don't look at it." The glory of the Lord is not to be blasphemed. ”

Lin Huang sighed in his heart, knowing that sure enough, this qiē was an illusory memory, even if he tried to make a change, he still couldn't change it.

Silent in his heart, Lin Huang calmed down and waited quietly.

After this scene is over, there is still a peaceful time in the memory of the sword spirit, and this memory journey is far from the end.

However, thinking of the last scene in the memory of the sword spirit, Lin Huang's heart sank, and he sighed for a long time.

By the time Lin Huang was released again, I don't know how long it had been.

This is a strange place, different from the desolation, dead silence, and hurried footsteps in the memory of the sword god before. This is the most peaceful time in Sword Spirit's memory, and it is also the most boring time.

This is an extremely vast hall, in the center is a huge Ding furnace, there are four spirit bronze statues on the lid of the Ding, the green dragon, the white tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu.

Every time dawn, the bronze statue of the four spirits will become a living thing, the green dragon spits water, the white tiger fans the wind, the vermilion bird breathes fire, and the Xuanwu builds. When it gets dark, the four spirits become bronze statues again.

Lin Huang knew that it was the real Four Spirits, not some divine treasure.

This is the Heavenly Court, and this is the Sword Casting Palace.

It is hard to imagine that the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu, who can fight with the gods in the eyes of later generations, are only four coolies in the Sword Casting Palace in this heavenly court.

But, this is the heavenly court.

is as strong as a sword god, but he can only be in charge of this sword-casting palace and forge a sword for the Heavenly Emperor. Although he didn't need the sword god to take action in person, Lin Huang still felt a little sad.

The six swords are now in a wide range of wisdom, which is comparable to the wisdom of a ten-year-old child, and it is the time to be playful, but the sword god does not allow them to leave the Sword Casting Palace, not once. Every day is cultivation, cultivation, cultivation.

The other six swords didn't know why, and kept talking about the abominable nonsense of the sword god, and every time they heard it, Lin Huang smiled bitterly.

The other six swords didn't understand, how Lin Huang didn't understand. This is the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Court isolated by the gods. If you don't become a god, you can't set foot in heaven.

They were secretly brought up by the Sword God, and if they were revealed by other gods, Lin Huang didn't dare to imagine what the Sword God would do.

Therefore, Lin Huang tried his best to restrain the other six swords, but fortunately, the six swords regarded him as a brother, although he still complained about the sword god in his ear from time to time, but he listened to Lin Huang's words very much, and honestly cultivated in the Sword Casting Palace.

Day after day, year after year.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly one day Lin Huang saw the divine sword that the four spirits were responsible for building, and suddenly the sword qi rushed into the sky, shocking the earth, scattering endless sword qi, the green dragon crying blood, the white tiger roaring, the vermilion bird wailing, and the Xuanwu weeping.

At this moment, the four spirits of the powerful and battleable gods actually died of exhaustion of their efforts, achieving this earth-shattering divine sword.

Lin Huang was suddenly shocked in his heart, knowing that the last moment was finally coming, and the end of the sword spirit's memory was coming. (To be continued!)

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