Chu Xuanyuan and Jingyun rode these two birds and beasts for about two days, and the valley overgrown with bamboo came into view.

The valley is still the same as before, with mountains on both sides and a lush bamboo forest in the middle. The bamboo courtyard is still the same as before, but there is a thin layer of dust on it.

"Has Qingguang been here all along?" asked Shockcloud.

Chu Xuanyuan nodded silently, and walked up the mountain with the shocking clouds

The hillside was still the same, but in front of the tombstone, a new wine jar and bowl were placed, and three incense sticks were inserted.

Someone has been here!

The two glanced at each other, and Jingyun also saw that something was wrong in Chu Xuanyuan's eyes, and immediately became vigilant, but there was nothing unusual around.

Facing the wine jar and bowl of unknown origin, Chu Xuanyuan did not remove it, but took the wine and sprinkled it again on the three bowls, when he picked up the wine jar, he seemed to smell a little familiar smell on it, is it the old ape?

But he didn't think much about it, and after serving the wine, he re-lit the three sticks of incense, and then knelt down.

"Master, Xuanyuan has come to see you!"

"The Sword Demon Gate has disappeared, there is no Sword Demon Gate in the Desolate Sword Realm, Xuanyuan has also seen Lord Sword Ancestor, and it won't be long before the Desolate Sword Realm will return to the Sword Star Domain. ”

With that, he pressed his forehead against the ground, and after a long time, he stood up. This is his master, his first master, although they have only known each other for half a month, but Qingguang has left a heavy mark in Chu Xuanyuan's heart.

Although the person is not there, the memory is still there, and although the person is dead, the past is still remembered!

Jingyun did not disturb Chu Xuanyuan, but next to the Qingguang Tomb, digging a new tomb, in the process, the two did not have a conversation, and in the depressing atmosphere, five new tombs were erected.

Seven Swords, Sword of the Wind - Chasing the Wind

Seven Swords Sword of Rain - Cold Rain

Seven Swords Sword of Ice - Ice Heart

Seven Swords Sword of Thunder - Thunder

Seven Swords Sword of Fire - Black Fire

The four well-preserved bodies were placed in the coffin lid, then gently closed and buried in turn. And the tomb of Black Fire is empty, he has nothing left, and only the remaining sword of fire is gone. Shocking the clouds, he took off the ring on his hand, put it in the coffin lid, and then buried him peacefully.

Looking at these six tombs, Jingyun couldn't help crying, while he poured wine for his comrades, there were also his tears falling from the wine.

"It's all gone, and I'm the only one left. ”

He sighed, picked up a bowl of wine, and poured it through the air. The Sword Demon Gate has been destroyed, but the Seven Swords have gradually come to an end.

Chu Xuanyuan stood behind Jingyun, immediately took a few steps forward, silently lit incense, planted it in the grave, and then retreated, his feet together, his face solemn, and those who died for the battle, or because of him, bent their knees, bent down, and expressed his apologies and respect.

Although the feelings in this are not as strong as Qingguang's, chasing them is because of Chu Xuanyuan. Fall into the devil for a while, and make a big mistake!

He longs for power, in order to protect the people around him, he wants to become stronger, but he doesn't know that when he can't control his power, he is manipulated by power, and the most injured person becomes the person around him.

The evening breeze gradually blew, and before they knew it, the two of them had stayed on this hillside until the sunset.

The two of them are now sitting at the head of the grave, watching the setting sun, each thinking about it.

"Xuanyuan, you don't need to blame yourself, they have spirits chasing the wind, and they don't want you to be like this, go to Tianjian Mountain, the Sword Ancestor is still waiting for you. Maybe you have a more important mission. ”

"What about you?"

"Me?" "I'm here?" Jingyun smiled slightly, looked at the tombstone behind him, and said, "I have completed my mission, and now I just want to guard here until I fall asleep, Lord Sword Ancestor is right, we have seven swords together, that is the seven swords, and now I am the only one left in the seven pieces, and it is just right to be a grave keeper." ”

As he spoke, Shockcloud put his hands behind his back and lay down, breathing evenly and steadily.

"Don't seniors want to go to the outside of the Desolate Sword Realm to have a look?"

Jingyun listened to it, and smiled lightly: "What else does it mean to travel alone, here, it is the most suitable for me." ”

A strong man at the peak of the Martial Immortals actually planned to spend the rest of his life in peace, he was still young, enough to live for another thousand years, could it be that he would be alone here for the rest of his life, and he would be a grave keeper for a thousand years, and then he would die of old age......

A touch of sadness surged into Chu Xuanyuan's heart, and he felt even more guilty in his heart, could this also be caused by himself? He suddenly wanted to escape from here, it was he who brought misfortune here.

"That shocking senior, Xuanyuan farewell, take care!"

"Xuanyuan Shaoxia, take care too!" Jingyun sat up and returned the salute with his fists.

"Hmm. ”

As he was leaving, Chu Xuanyuan glanced at Qingguang's tomb again, and then bowed deeply towards the tombstone.

"Master, Xuanyuan is gone!"

Yes, he is indeed leaving, when the barrier is broken and the Desolate Sword Realm returns to the Sword Star Domain, then he also has to leave the Desolate Sword Realm and find a way back, he must go back, he must return to Daqian, and he has to find his father's whereabouts.

When a gust of wind blew slightly, with the fragrance of grass, a light swept into the distance. Chu Xuanyuan left, leaving Jingyun alone, he lay on the grass on the hillside, looking up at the stars.

"It's all over. It seems to be good to age slowly here. ”

suddenly

Swish!

A cloud of white light! Out of nowhere, swooping down!

"What people!"

The sword light flashed, and a half-immortal soldier was caught in his hand, and the force surged on it, and the sword qi condensed. Although the weapon used is not the Sword of Clouds, it is also a good sword, and when it is danced by him, its momentum is not weaker than the Sword of Clouds!

The speed of the white light became faster and faster, but when it was about to land, it turned into a human form, and its body fell lightly.

"Chu Xuanyuan!"

The pupils of the stunned clouds immediately shrank, because that person actually looked exactly like Chu Xuanyuan, but his whole body was snow-white, obviously not a living person, but more like a soul body or something.

"You're not Chu Xuanyuan!"

The long sword in Jingyun's hand was horizontal, and he was ready to shoot at any time.

"I am him, nor is he not. Chu Xuanyuan said lightly, and there was an inexplicable majesty in his words. For some reason, Jingyun's hand actually began to tremble slightly!

"Chu Xuanyuan" didn't pay attention to the shocking clouds holding the sword, but his body floated up and floated towards those graves.

"Stop! What are you going to do?"

The white "Chu Xuanyuan" did not reply, but waved his miserable white hand, chasing the wind, cold rain, and Bingxin's grave suddenly exploded, revealing the coffin.

The scene in front of him instantly made Jingyun stunned, this person dared to destroy the tomb of the Seven Swords in front of him.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

(To be continued...... ）