Chapter 1008: Hiding the Sword for Ten Years, Listen to the Sword Chant!

With the Sky City falling like this, all the low-level spirit refiners in the Yunlun Mountains will die.

How could Ba Zun'an not see this?

The purpose of the Holy Slave is to resist bondage and oppression, not to resist society and the continent. Naturally, he can't let the Sky City fall like this.

What's more, Yunlun Mountains still has the younger generation of the Holy Slave and the geniuses of the extra-organization Tianshang First Floor.

It is reasonable that these people cannot die.

The "rumbling" sound is getting more and more piercing.

Looking up, you can see the end of this ancient city, and the flames are blazing.

According to the original plan, the task of holding up the city is the water ghost.

He must hold on until Ba Zun'an recovers a little before issuing the second order to make the Sky City stop and float in the air.

But doing so is a waste of time.

Once the Holy Spirit Hall reacts, Ai Cangsheng will shoot an arrow, and the water ghost who is holding up the city will be in an immobile state and will need to resist the arrow. This will definitely kill him!

Although for the sake of the spirit refiners in the Yunlun Mountains, it is highly likely that the Holy Spirit Hall will not shoot such an arrow.

But...

Ba Zun'an withdrew his gaze from the horizon and looked at Xiu Yuanke, who still had a pure heart, knowing that he had a better choice at the moment.

"Do you want to save them?" Ba Zun'an smiled.

Xiu Yuanke was stunned: "I do want to, but..."

He looked at the huge city in the sky that was smashing down with force, and knew that in order to withstand this wave of impact, the force needed was no less than that of a sword that could destroy all the buildings in the Cangyue Fairy City.

"I'm afraid I can't do it..."

Xiu Yuanke swallowed his saliva and smiled bitterly. How could he be so strong?

Ba Zun'an didn't worry about whether Xiu Yuanke could do it. He just glanced at Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost, indicating that the two could retreat for the time being.

After the two retreated several dozen feet, he raised his eyes and continued to look at the huge city in the sky. Without turning his head, he whispered: "Ancient Sword Cultivator?"

"Ah?" Xiu Yuanke was stunned for a moment before realizing that the teacher was asking him. He nodded immediately, "Yeah."

"What sword technique do you major in?" The fire of the huge city was reflected in Ba Zun'an's dim eyes.

"I have some knowledge of the nine major sword techniques..." Xiu Yuanke said, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he became excited, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

"Do you know the magic sword technique?" Ba Zun'an asked instead of answering, still calm.

"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke nodded heavily.

"What did you realize?"

"The first realm, time and space jump!"

"How long did it take to learn swordsmanship?"

"Thirty-four years!" Xiu Yuanke said without hesitation, "Teacher, I switched to ancient swordsmanship midway. Like most people in Canyue Fairy City, I was influenced by you... I never believed that you would fall!"

"Thirty-four years, first realm, switched to cultivation midway..."

Ba Zun'an murmured, and suddenly raised the corner of his lips: "Not bad."

Xiu Yuanke's old face turned red, scratched his head and said: "It's far worse than the teacher."

Ba Zun'an shook his head slightly.

How can this be compared?

He paused, and finally turned his head, his eyes fell on Xiu Yuanke, looked him up and down, and smiled: "It's difficult for me to teach you swordsmanship in a short time. If you have the chance in the future, you may still be able to learn it, but now..."

As he spoke, his eyes fixed, and Ba Zun'an looked at the peach wood sword box behind Xiu Yuanke.

"I have a sword that I can pass on to you.

"But with your current realm, you will either die or be injured after learning this sword!

"So... are you willing to learn?"

Xiu Yuanke froze, unable to react for a moment.

Soon, his eyes widened, and even his body began to tremble with excitement, completely struck by happiness.

He had never heard of the consequences of "either death or injury". He only extracted one idea from Ba Zun'an's words...

Teacher, do you want to teach me the sword?

With a bang, Xiu Yuanke knelt on his knees and smashed a big hole in the ground. He didn't even know that his knees were bleeding, and only his eyes were full of piety.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening!"

In the back, Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost looked at this scene, and then looked up at the huge city in the sky, as if they understood what was going to happen next.

"Rare!"

Cen Qiaofu shook his head and sighed: "Thirty years ago, with his rebellious temperament, he would not even look at a passerby like Xiu Yuanke!"

"But times have changed, haven't they..." The water ghost also murmured.

In a trance, the scene of the second meeting with Ba Zun'an and the other party inviting him to join the Holy Slave appeared in front of him.

At that time, the generation of Tianjiao had been beaten to the point that his sword was scattered and only eight fingers were left on his hands.

Let alone holding a sword.

Whether Ba Zun'an was still a sword cultivator was still a question!

Shui Gui laughed and mocked at the invitation: "I can't even hold a sword, you invite me to join the Holy Slave, are you kidding?"

However, even though there was a scar on his neck, his body was broken, and even his eyes had lost their former sharpness, Ba Zun'an's will had never collapsed.

"My body is broken, how about giving up the sword? All the sword cultivators in the world are my fingers! Not to mention that I can't go out without a sword and can't do anything without a way?"

It was such a calm response that made Shui Gui realize that the man who tried to overthrow the whole world single-handedly was gone.

After being injured, he changed.

He became able to use momentum, using the endless momentum behind the four words "Eighth Sword Immortal" that he had earned in just three years...

Use man as a sword, wait for the times to change, and then soar into the sky!

It seems that Bazun is familiar with such a person. One person and one sword can bring endless panic to the whole world.

After he knows how to use force, who else in the world can resist him?

The water ghost couldn't refuse such an invitation.

Because at that time, he was also eager to get the answer, and the Eight Masters in that state were obviously the only ones who could surpass him and give him the answer.

In a blink of an eye, the scene returned to Guyin Cliff again.

In the background, there are blazing fireworks, falling like a meteor from the ancient city.

At the top of the extremely dark cliff, there was a one-armed and lame old man kneeling piously. In front of him, eight wise men stretched out their hands and curled their fingers.

"Here comes the sword."

There was a snap.

The mahogany sword box behind Xiu Yuanke cracked with a sound, and a wide and long mahogany sword inside flew out with a clang, drawing a bright arc of sword light across the sky, and fell into the hands of the Eight Masters.

The water ghost looked at this scene and took a deep breath.

At the moment, he thought that it was a crazy idea for Ba Zunzun to use Xiuyuanke to block the city without him, but he could not disobey, so he could only retreat according to the order.

Now, he feels calmer.

"What is there not to trust about this person?"

On the cliff.

Ba Zunzhen held the mahogany long sword lightly in his left hand, put the fingers of his right hand together and slowly slid over the sword.

Wherever his eyes went, the peach wood sword showed its white edge inch by inch.

"Buzz"

Obviously he is not holding the sword, but at this moment, Xiuyuanke can feel the joy of wielding the sword, and can clearly see the extra telepathy on the peach wood sword behind the teacher's fingertips...

This is Jian Nian!

Similarly, with just such a touch and slide, Xiuyuanke even felt that his sword had become the master of the teacher!

As long as the teacher thinks about it, this sword seems to be able to solve the problem!

simply……

Unbelievable!

"Rumble!!!"

The firelight behind illuminated the darkness, making the figures on the cliff shine brightly, and the roaring sound was endless, as if it was the end of the world.

"What is the name of the sword?" Bazun asked calmly.

Xiu Yuanke couldn't help but raise his eyes, looking past the teacher and looking at the ancient city that was just around the corner. He was panicked and didn't understand why the teacher could be so calm.

"Xiantao." He replied tremblingly.

"Wooden Sword Immortal Peach...

"A very nice name."

Suddenly, Ba Zunzhen gently curled up the four fingers of his left hand to hold the Xiantao.

At this moment, a white light surged on the wooden sword, and the sound of the sword sounded, reaching the end of the world.

"Buzz!"

Goosebumps instantly stood up on Xiu Yuanke's body, and he felt that the surrounding space and time slowed down with the sound of the sword!

Ba Zunzun felt the surging power similar to his own contained in the wooden sword, and Wei Zun asked in shock: "Are you hiding the sword?"

"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke said in fear, "I have hidden the sword for thirteen years, four months and twenty-six days, teacher..."

The corners of Ba Zunzun's lips curled up slightly.

From this point of view, Xiuyuanke might still be able to survive after one strike.

"Close your eyes."

A gentle voice came. Xiu Yuanke didn't understand, but he did as he was told.

"Reach out."

As he stretched out his hand, he felt an extra weight in his palm, which was the power of Xiantao Sword.

"Rumble"

As soon as he closed his eyes, the roaring in his ears became even harsher.

Xiu Yuanke was so nervous that his whole body was tense. He was not only excited about being taught the sword by his teacher, but also fearful that he was not qualified.

This should be a moment that even senior brothers would envy, right?

"Relax, don't think too much."

Xiuyuanke immediately relaxed.

"meditation."

He was concentrating and suddenly felt that the noise in his ears seemed to be quieter.

"Next, I will transfer my insights on the art of swordsmanship to you. As for how much you can learn, it all depends on your understanding." In the fluctuating voice of Ba Zun, he stretched out a finger.

Xiu Yuanke was so excited that he started to tremble again.

"Relax."

The sound comes again.

At this moment, Xiu Yuanke dropped everything and followed the teacher's guidance completely.

At a certain moment, he felt a little more warmth between his eyebrows. It should be the power of the teacher's finger.

"Buzz"

The next second, Xiu Yuanke felt his soul tremble, and the world became quiet.

Behind, as Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost saw, after the Eight Masters touched the eyebrows of Xiuyuanke with one finger, the strong power of time and space spread out.

The ripples visible to the naked eye expanded into the void and merged with the way of heaven.

The next second...

The world has stopped!

"this?"

A look of horror flashed in the water ghost's eyes.

How long has it been since he saw Ba Zunzhen take action in person?

But the Eight Masters who are still in the state of sealing the sword, just pass the sword like this, and the power leaked can affect even time and space?

He tried his best to raise his eyes and look around.

The flowers, grass and trees no longer sway; the wind and beasts no longer roar; the sky city falling from the sky, the flames blazing from its tail, have stopped shining...

"Is this the fucking acquired state?"

"What the hell is this called a weak state?"

The water ghost looked distracted.

Ba Zunzun, who was so weak, felt the tip of the iceberg of power leaking out at this moment, and even he, the master of the secrets of the water element, felt horrified.

If the sword seal is really lifted...

What kind of elegant sword can the Eight Masters produce?

"Boom!"

Similar to the water ghost and Cen Qiaofu, there was also Xiuyuanke.

He only felt that at this time, the world disappeared, and in his mind, only he and the teacher were left in the world.

"windy……"

A misty voice came.

In the world of fantasy swordsmanship, Xiuyuanke felt that there was more wind and whistling around him.

"Someone..."

Xiuyuanke was completely immersed in the second world created by the teacher, and following this sentence, he heard the rustling of the human world.

"There is a building..."

In the chaotic world of thoughts, with this sound, the sky and the earth are separated, and the lines are clear.

In the vast mist, there are tall buildings rising, built with blue bricks and porcelain, and green tiles flying. I don't know the geometry of the floors, but I can see fairy clouds lingering and cranes chirping.

"teacher!"

As if on a pilgrimage, the pilgrim suddenly saw a figure standing on the top of the tower, faceless and alone.

In the smoke and clouds, under the roar of cranes, the man raised his sword and danced on the top of the tower...

"Buzz buzz!"

Among the graceful sword marks, waves visible to the naked eye came.

"Illusion swordsmanship, Mo swordsmanship, ghost swordsmanship, love swordsmanship..."

Xiu Yuanke was shocked.

This turned out to be the secret of all the major swordsmanships that he had been unable to break for decades!

Like a sponge short of water, he immediately immersed himself in his thoughts and began to absorb them crazily, wanting to eat everything.

But suddenly, he thought of the teacher's words.

"Illusion swordsmanship, do you know it?"

Too much to chew!

Xiuyuanke immediately held on to his thoughts, resisted the temptation, and only pursued the illusory swordsmanship that his teacher asked him to pursue.

Time and space jump, one thought is eternal.

Xiuyuanke forgot time and space.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt that he finally understood what the sword the teacher wanted to pass on to him was called for!

Standing up suddenly.

Xiu Yuanke, holding the Immortal Peach Wood Sword, opened his eyes and looked at the chaotic world in front of him.

"Not a sword!

"What the teacher wants to teach is everything here!

"Illusion swordsmanship, the ultimate secret... the second world!"

Keng

After realizing this, the harsh sword roar resounded, tearing the world in front of him into pieces.

Xiuyuanke woke up from the chaos and immediately felt the endless sword intent erupting from his body and reaching into the sky.

"Boom boom boom..."

He was like an evolving human being. With his momentum alone, he blasted Guyin Cliff into pieces and scattered rocks.

In my ears is the excitement of the sword chant that spreads throughout the Yunlun Mountains, coming from Xiantao...

In front of us is the ancient city that stops in the void, originating from its own power...

"I……"

Traveling far away is at a loss.

Have you mastered the power of this pinnacle ancient sword cultivator?

This is simply not something he could or even dared to imagine in the past?

But now...

Dream, come true!

Xiu Yuanke was sluggish, and his eyes glanced at Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost who were watching his changes in the back.

There was a "boom" sound.

The sword intent in his eyes was like a tide, tearing the cliff apart, and the two of them retreated dozens of feet further away.

"I……"

Xiu Yuanke was shocked again.

Is this something you can do at a glance?

He saw the horror in the eyes of Cen Qiaofu and the water ghost at his change at this moment, but he couldn't believe it even more. This was the power he could get after closing and opening his eyes!

"Snapped."

When I was confused, there was an extra weight on my shoulders.

Xiu Yuanke looked back and saw the teacher's face full of weakness, but still with eyes of encouragement and appreciation.

Bazunzun really did not expect that Xiuyuanke, with his understanding of the first realm of phantom swordsmanship, could accept so much of his inheritance and realize so much of the second realm of phantom swordsmanship.

He smiled and pointed his hand to the sky.

In the sky, there is the city in the sky that has stopped moving because of the Xiuyuan guest!

"Ten years of hiding the sword and listening to the sword's chant...

"Go! Now, it's your time!"

One sentence fell.

Xiu Yuanke only felt a crazy power surging in his heart. It was a more direct stimulus than any pill, and a stronger encouragement than any forbidden move.

"Ten years of hiding the sword and listening to the sword's chant..."

Xiu Yuanke murmured this sentence repeatedly, feeling that the world was huge and only the teacher could understand him.

He raised his eyes and looked up.

In the hazy blood, Xiuyuanke thought it was the reflection of the ancient city's fire, but he didn't know that he was already bleeding from all his orifices.

No more hesitation.

Raise your hand and strike a sword.

“Knowing!!!”

The brilliant sword light bloomed, so huge that it even covered the city in the sky.

Under the anxious gaze of all the testers in the Yunlun Mountains, this sword light drowned everything, and cut out a new bright light from the dark doomsday.

"What a beautiful sword!"

Xiu Yuanke's eyes widened and he looked at the sword he had struck in disbelief.

Second world!

This is the "second world" that I have dreamed of!

From this sword, he saw the figure dancing the sword on the top of the sword tower. It was not the teacher or the sword god, but himself.

He, Xiuyuanke!

Such a stunning sword strike!

This is the second world in his dream...!

"Click!"

The wooden sword Xiantao immediately cracked after being struck by the sword.

"boom!"

On the cliff, Xiu Yuanke hit the ground with his back, covered in blood, everything in front of him was blurred.

But in his eyes, there was still a strong sense of amazement and all the beauty in the world.

How joyful is life, and how painful is death?

As a sword cultivator, what I want in my life is...

Just one sword! Nothing more than that!

"I did it!

"I did it!!

“I did it!!!

"Although it was only a flash in the pan...but teacher! But senior brother! I, Xiu Yuanke, did it!!!"

Xiu Yuanke never closed his eyes, but only shouted silently.

In the smoke and dust, in the gray and another beautiful world, he stared at the sword in his mind and finally stopped all his thoughts.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening.