The clouds have cleared, the sun is shining on the green hills, and every mountain peak is clearly visible.Shangde Peak warmed up a little.The corpse dog no longer squinted, and looked up at the falling skylight, and his eyes were also warm.Deep in the Sword Prison.Uncle Tailu's shout turned into an inaudible mutter: "One?
Is this one?
”In that lonely cell, Xue Ji squatted on the bamboo chair, sensing the changes in the breath of heaven and earth, and was silent for a while, and muttered softly.The light of Tianguang Peak was still the brightest, but the hole in the stone tablet had become even deeper.The Yuan Turtle under the stele slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, like the hole.Fang Jingtian looked at the hole on the stone tablet and said with emotion: "Master, sure enough, you are right. ”………… On the ruined temple that once were.The soles of Jing Jiu's feet left the ground and floated like that.Back then, in the Demon Suppression Prison, after he cultivated the Netherworld Immortal Sword with the help of the Emperor of the Underworld, he became much lighter and clearer than ordinary cultivators.That's because the turbid qi in his body was refined by the soul fire, and he was naturally immortal.He floated up at this time, but it was different from usual, more like an inhuman feeling, like a flag in the wind and a sail on the sea.Because he was still holding Nan Chao's hand, his body floated up, and he was horizontal in the air, and his right hand was aimed at Nan Chao's body.In Guocheng Temple, his right hand was seriously injured by the monk who crossed the sea, and then he searched for whetstones in various parts of the Chaotian Continent, and it took him a year to heal.Now his right hand is fully restored, sharper than ever.He was also familiar with this posture, whether it was in the bottom of the cold mountain or when he was burrowing in other places, he flew like this.That's to sharpen the sword, but also to get used to it in advance.Maybe he already thought about it then.Looking at Jing Jiu who was floating up, Nan Chao's eyes showed an extremely strong sense of vigilance.But even the idea that it was too late didn't have time to appear in his mind, and Jing Jiu flew out.With a buzz, Jing Jiu disappeared from the spot, and he didn't know where he went.Nan Tending looked down at his body and found that there was a large hole there.The cave is a void, just like the round window of the Zen room in the Sanqian Nunnery, where you can see spring, summer, autumn and winter, everything in the world.Nan Trend vaguely understood something.The white cat squatted in the grass and stared at him, her eyes full of sympathy and cruelty.Nan Forget flew out of the cliff cave and was about to continue the fight, when he suddenly found that the other party had changed into the ghost he was now, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and he even forgot to say dirty words.………… Jing Jiu is flying.He had never flown so fast, whether it was when he was wielding the sword, or when he was using the Nether Immortal Sword, whether it was in his previous life or in this life.All the pictures on the ground turned into lines of various colors that quickly swept back.He vaguely felt that even Firth Sword Swim was not as fast as he was at this time.This is not an accurate calculation and judgment, because at this time he has entered a state of non-matter and non-self, and the Dao heart is empty and chaotic.The strange thing is that in this state, he can see the reality of heaven and earth from those colored lines.Those cyan lines should be green mountains, red lines should be the walls of Baotong Zen Temple, and the hot pot of Yizhou City.The very occasional starry white marks may be a rare mandarin duck pot in Yizhou City.Then he saw a patch of blue.It's blue everywhere.The sea and the sky are the same.………… The West Sea is the same color as the blue sky.Liu Ci stood between the sky and the sea, holding the scabbard of the Chengtian sword in his left hand, and pulling out the invisible sword with his right hand.After the sound of the sword sounded, it was no longer broken, and there was a continuous sound of friction that seemed endless.I don't know if it's sheathed or unsheathed.The countless swords between heaven and earth converged on him, and the core was his right hand.In the light, his figure was extremely tall, like a god, more like a giant who wanted to cut a god under his sword.Nan Chao's body suddenly became lighter.The Western Sea Sword God Huo Ran raised his head and stretched out his hand to point forward.The twelve-story building sword was called back, and with a crisp snapping sound, it was broken into twelve.The disconnected sword body, like a severed pagoda, surrounded him, forming an extremely strong barrier.Liu Ci falls on the sword!
There was no wind in the sky, like frozen ice, and the sea was calm, like a dark ancient mirror.This absolute silence gives a strong sense of tearing, and the sky and the sea seem to be drifting apart.With the fall of this sword, it was as if heaven and earth were about to be separated.Everyone felt it, but they didn't have time to react, or dare not react.Hundreds of Qingshan flying swords bowed their heads slightly, indicating surrender, only the two swords did not do it, as if they wanted to express something.Bai Zhenren Huo Ran turned his head and looked at the south, his face was different.Bu Qiuxiao felt the fear coming from the dragon's tail inkstone, and raised his eyebrows slightly.What kind of sword is coming?
………… When that sword light just appeared in the sky, Nan Chao moved.He disappeared from his place.There seemed to be five clouds of smoke and dust in the blue sky at the same time, each several miles apart.In an instant, he was far away in the sky.He didn't even dare to take this sword head-on, and ran away!
A moment ago, that sword light was still in the sky.The next moment, that sword light came to the West Sea.The sea is illuminated, as if the morning sun has risen again.The aura of the sword was very ordinary, not cold, not lonely, no killing intent, and no other taste, as if it was a flying sword that could be seen everywhere, extremely simple.Only characters such as Nan Chao and Bai Zhenren will find that this kind of simplicity is actually extremely complex and indifferent, and the so-called anti-simplicity is like this.The sword light passed through the south to where it had been and continued forward.The Sword God of the West Sea stood in the sky there.He had already adjusted to his peak state, and he did not hesitate to meet the sword light.Countless huge tides have arisen on the sea......
Then there was an instant of calm.The sword light did not stop, and flew over like this.In the crackling sound, the twelve heavy building swords were all shattered.The sword god of the West Sea burst out a stream of blood, turned his back to the sky, and fell towards the sea.A giant who reached the pinnacle of heaven was actually seriously injured by a sword!
The target of that sword light is not him, it is just passing by!
The people who saw this scene were shocked and speechless, and even Bai Zhenren felt a chill to the bone.That sword light struck the West Sea Sword God without stopping, and even the speed did not slow down in the slightest, and continued to kill forward.The sky was brightly illuminated.The disciples of the Western Sea Sword Sect fell into the sea one after another, but in an instant, they didn't know how many dead and wounded.The sword light suddenly entered the sea, and then flew up again, disappearing from people's eyes and going high to the sky.A moment later, a low, painful wail came from the depths of the ocean floor.The huge black shadow was slowly disintegrating.The sea gradually turned red.At this time, the south had taken refuge above the heavens.The sword light chased after it.Countless eyes looked over.In a few breaths, countless traces appeared in the sky.The south tends to be in front, and the sword light is behind.The speed at which Nanqi has manifested itself has exceeded the imagination of the practitioners.But he still couldn't get rid of the sword.Those traces are fading and fading.It shows that Nan Trend and that sword light are getting farther and farther away from the ground.until they can no longer be seen.But no one withdrew their gaze, still looking up at the sky.I don't know how long it took, but suddenly it rained in the sky.It was known that Nan Chao was dead.………… In the barren mountains.Looking south at the surrounding mountains.The ruined temple and the black coffin and the stones had all turned to the finest powder.It was cut out of the two swords of him and Jing Jiu.Flowers, trees, cliffs, rocks, and water vapor are all mixed together, and they can no longer be separated.Nan Chao understood that truth.Is this the oneness of all things?
He thought silently, then closed his eyes.………… West Sea.Jing Jiu and Nan tend to be in the virtual realm, standing dozens of zhang apart.Aside from the grievances and hatred between Aoyama and Kirishima, looking at the history of the Asagina Continent, they are the two closest people in terms of kendo.In their final moments, they had a conversation with their senses.Jing Jiu asked, "Are you still you now?"
”Nan Chao's pale face was slightly confused, and he responded, "Of course I am." ”Jing Jiu asked, "Then who is he?"
”Nan Chao said: "He is him. ”Jing Jiu said: "Reasonable. ”Nan Chao asked, "Who are you?"
Everything is one?
”Jing Jiu said: "I am Jingyang. ”Nan Chao understood, looked at him and sighed: "What a peerless sword, what a peerless person." ”………… Aoyama has a sword that he has always wanted to see but did not dare to see.There is also a person he has always wanted to see but did not dare to meet.Today, I have seen the south, and it is time to return.His body dissipated into countless points of light, and then dispersed.It's like this for all things in the sky, not to mention that he is the body of a sword ghost.Jing Jiu's gaze followed those points of light downward.Those points of light crossed the void and were dyed with some water vapor, and then they turned into water droplets, which gradually gathered into rain and fell.Those raindrops fell on the surface of the sea without any splashes.The sea stained red by whale blood is still so calm.The millennium is over.Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu rarely sighed with emotion, and said: "Fengping I, the waves are quiet. ”He had forgotten that this was a virtual realm, with no air and no sound.There was silence in the world.………… (Xihai has been going on for most of this game, and the detailed outline I wrote for this paragraph, I calculated it yesterday, plus revisions and the like, I'm afraid it will exceed 60,000 words, but the effect presented in the end is what I want, I hope you like it too.) ）()