When Yang Zhao sank into this state of epiphany again, the sword marks that Lu Xuan left on the stone wall shone like the sun, moon and stars.

Yang Zhao's footsteps became smoother and smoother, and the speed of the sword swing became more and more smooth, and in the end, it was smooth.

Travelers want to see more of the world, and if they want to forget the fatigue and pain of the journey, they should dance and sing.

The mountains are independent of the world, and if you ignore the worship of the common people in order to be comfortable, you should be so proud.

When a cloud stays or drifts in the blue sky, it follows the direction of the wind.

The stream flows down in the valley, and every collision with the stones must be regarded as a game, and it rushes down briskly with the attraction of the earth, stirring up countless beautiful splashes, so that it is called joy:

The stars are still or circling in the night sky, just smiling at the world according to their own thoughts.

All things are taken for granted.

This is a kind of exhilaration called taking it for granted.

Because of course, even if there are thousands of people in front of me, I will go when I want to go.

I have an air of nothingness, and I should go freely.

This is the principle between heaven and earth.

Yang Zhao was injured in the sea of knowledge, and the essence obtained from more than ten years of sword training began to flow slowly like those white clouds, night stars, and streams, and began to stand still like a mountain, and began to be as cheerful as a traveler

The sword intent contained in the mottled scratches on the stone wall gradually seeped into his body as the faint light floated, and as his soul became enlightened, these sword intent accelerated in, and then began to flow with the true yuan and stop and stop with joy.

I don't know how these sword intents existed, but after entering the body, they turned into a warm heat current, repairing his sea of consciousness in a very short period of time, and then continuing to stab down into the dantian in the sea of self-knowledge.

Zhihai felt very good when he was repaired and moisturized, Yang Zhao stood in front of the stone wall with his sword in his hand, dazed and ignorant of everything outside his body, but his brows subconsciously stretched, and then suddenly tightened, feeling a very strong pain in his chest and abdomen.

The sword intent in the mottled scratches raged in his body, as if it had turned into tens of thousands of real small swords rampage, dripping the blood of those meridians that could not be seen by the naked eye, and poking them into thousands of holes.

This was even more terrifying than any sword qi fight he had cast back then.

Immediately after that, the tens of thousands of little flew to the dantian, and began to hit non-stop, the sharp sword blade easily slashed off the true yuan shield on the outer layer of the dantian, bursting into countless clusters of essence light, the speed of the sword intent hitting the dantian became faster and faster, and hundreds of billions of cuts were completed in the blink of an eye, and the sword qi and those essence lights gradually accumulated a terrifying high temperature, and finally began to repair the damaged dantian and meridians.

Tens of thousands of small swords flew upwards in his body or consciousness again, and flew to the calm and waveless sea of consciousness, still silently and attentively as just now into the sea of divine consciousness, the calm sea of consciousness began to roll, set off stormy waves, and began to boil continuously, and finally as if assimilated with the sword technique that Yang Zhao had comprehended, he gradually gave birth to his own sword intent.

And those sword intents that Yang Zhao comprehended, moving slowly in his body according to a certain channel, wisps but seamless, and every place he went would wash up his own meridians.

Yang Zhao felt that as those warmth flowed through his body, it seemed that countless powers were being re-infused into his meridians, which was very comfortable, very powerful, and intoxicating and reluctant to wake up.

The scratches on the mottled stone wall were still slowly circulating, and the sword intent in the sword marks was still entering his body, turning into countless small carvings that kept bombarding his meridians and sea of consciousness, nourishing and strengthening his body.

Minutes and seconds passed. Yang Zhao, who was in pain and intoxication, suddenly passed a shadow in his heart, even in the state of emptiness, he also felt that his body became cold, because he suddenly thought of something, and began to have great fear, if he allowed this majestic sword intent to continue, would he start to follow the path given by Lu Xu.

Out of fear, out of uneasiness, he suddenly woke up.

He looked uneasily at the mottled sword marks on the wall, a cold sweat, and the palm of his hand was cold and slippery between the hilt.

These scratches, these friendships, are the void sword that Lu Xuan has comprehended.

He finally understood why he was able to comprehend these sword intents.

It was the Void Sword in his hand.

And if you want to cultivate the Void Sword, you need to follow the path given by Lu Xu, and even have to be the enemy of the entire cultivation realm.

To be an enemy of the cultivation realm is to start to enter the demon.

And the moment Lu Xuan held this sword, it didn't take long for him to fall into the devil.

So Lu Xuan was finally punished by heaven and died.

He has already realized the void sword intent, and if he accepts the sword intent into his body as qi, he will inherit the mantle of Lu Xu.

And you have to start enchanting.

It is a glorious and proud thing to continue Lu Xu's mantle:

However, it is also the most dangerous thing in the world.

is a peerless character like Lu Xu, once he becomes a demon, he can't escape the end of ashes.

If you learn the Void Sword Intent, how many days can you survive in the world?

Yang Zhao looked around for a moment

In the mist of Huang Yan, Huang Quan was silently carrying the secret technique, and the white lotus was unconscious under him.

Seeing that he finally woke up, Xiaobai smiled hard, but he couldn't support his body, so he fainted on the ground.

The night had already covered the world beyond the mountain, and the room was extremely dark:

He stood in front of Huang Quan with his sword, cold sweat soaked through his cotton clothes, and he was silent and didn't know how to move forward.

The sword marks on the mottled stone wall stopped flowing, and waited in silence.

The sword intent in his body slowly stopped flowing, and he was silent.

His will is also silently waiting for the final decision.

Once you decide to start entering the demons, even characters like Bai Lian and Huang Quan can only hide in the dark night in the end, if you want to walk proudly in the world like Lu Xu, no matter how far you practice, the final result is still to suffer from heaven and die.

Yang Zhao looked up at the sky, but he couldn't see it, only the cold stone walls and the colors of the night.

This is the hardest decision for a practitioner.

The awe of the Heavenly Dao would make them dare not touch the world of the night at all.

Even a cultivator who does not have the slightest reverence for the Heavenly Dao will struggle very much based on the great consideration of the great horror between life and death, and will probably think and meditate for a long time, but he will not be able to come to a final conclusion.

It seems that thinking has struggled for so long a whole life.

In fact, I only thought about it for a moment.

And Yang Zhao wants to live, he wants to live with someone, this is the most important thing.

In contrast, the other qiē is also starting to become more relaxed.

Yang Zhao raised the Void Sword until it was level with his eyebrows.

The last time in this life, I saluted the heavens.

Then drop the sword.

The blade of the sword landed on the stone wall.

fell on the sword marks left by Lu Xu.

The wrist turned to the blade of the sword, and according to several sword marks, the fire danced under the blade, as if the stars were leaving the night firmament

With this, a simple movement, the sword intent that was waiting silently suddenly rose.

At this moment, Yang Zhao knew that he had entered a new world.

The breath of the sea of divine consciousness came out, but he no longer played the piano to listen to the heavens and the earth, but created a beautiful new heaven and earth in his body, and the majestic sword intent turned into a certain and substantial breath from the new heaven and earth roared through, the vast soup soup, endless, straight to the sky, so unhappy.

It's for the void of sword intent.

A subtle spitting sound of air flowed out, and dust splattered out of Yang Zhao's body with debris.

His eyes sparkled, and then slowly faded into normal.

Thousands of years ago, Lu Xu's own hands laid down this space law, directly turned this space into an isolated world, as long as you don't step into it yourself, you can discover the existence of this world, but if you really walk into this world, you can no longer get out, because this world is the hell that he personally gave to those who entered.

"Quack, you actually learned the Void Sword!"

In the center of the room, on the mountain of white bones, the Huangquan Demon Saint looked at Yang Zhao, grinned toothlessly and smiled like a child, and then the corners of his lips deflated and cried like a child, and the laughter and crying were mixed together and were extremely hoarse and unpleasant.

Yang Zhao held the long sword, looked at him and replied, "Yes:"

Huang Quan's eyes were as cold as a ghost, staring at his face and asking faintly, "This can't happen!"

Yang Zhao said: "That's how it happened......"

Huang Quan's next sentence came very quickly, and he shouted like thunder: "Then aren't you like me, you have to move forward according to Lu Xu's arrangement in the future!"

Yang Zhao's face was still expressionless, and he replied calmly, "Yes." ”

Huang Quan asked awe-inspiringly, "You're not afraid?"

Yang Zhao responded: "In the face of death, I am not afraid of anything else. ”

Huang Quan said mockingly: "But now, like me, you have become a chess piece left by Lu Xu." ”

Yang Zhao frowned and asked, "So?"

Huang Quan screamed, "Then we all have to die!"

Yang Zhao said: "Only you will die, I will not die." ”

Huang Quan shook his head slowly, and said with a slight mockery: "These are two completely different choices. In fact, I am just a mossy stone hidden in the night, and when I return to the netherworld, I can escape the pursuit and even the punishment of heaven. ”

Yang Zhao was silent for a moment, and then replied, "As long as you live, it's better than dead." ”

Huang Quan was stunned, and then laughed maniacally, tears slowly flowed from the corners of his old and withered eyes, he pointed at Yang Zhao's face with his thin fingers, suppressed the desire to laugh with difficulty, and said with gasp and resentment: "Lu Xuan fell into the devil and died, and you are going to follow his old path, I really don't know if the master holding this sword is cursed, you will be destroyed by Haotian one after another, this is probably your fate." ”

He stared at Yang Zhao's eyes and gasped and said, "You must be strong enough to walk firmly on this path, and the faster you are strong, the faster you will die, you don't have the luxury of hoping to escape this and fate." ”

Huang Quan asked faintly, "Who has the heavens spared?"

Yang Zhao was silent, his right hand slowly clenched the hilt of the sword, as if he was about to swing a sword at the fate in the dark, and then his answer sounded in the dim and silent room: "If people want to win the sky, why do they need the heavens to spare?, since the sky does not allow it, then I will change to another blue sky." “

This plain and proud answer moved the Huangquan Demon Saint slightly, he looked at Yang Zhao quietly, and suddenly said, "The three feet in front of the cultivator must be his own world. ”

Yang Zhao had never heard of this statement, but he had embarked on this path since the beginning of his cultivation, but he didn't know why Huang Quan was saying this at this time.

Huang Quan looked at him and said slowly: "You have comprehended the Void Sword Intent, and the sword intent hidden in the mottled sword marks of Lu Xuan has entered your body, then this law that covers the sky and the earth will naturally cease to exist." ”

Yang Zhao looked at him and said, "I know, I can even feel that the heaven and earth aura is infiltrating into the room, but I also need time to get used to this new aura in my body." ”

Huang Quan sighed and said, "It turns out that at this time, you and I are still wasting time. ”

Yang Zhao said calmly: "Time is very fair to everyone. ”

Huang Quan smiled and said, "My time is up." ”

Yang Zhao said: "My time has also come up. ”

As soon as the words fell, Huang Quan slowly raised his thin arms, wisps of heaven and earth aura, slowly swaying in the wind wafting from nowhere, with this simple action, countless heaven and earth breath seeped into this space from the cracks in the bluestone wall, and then like a wisp of wind, rippling around his body.

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