Chapter 827

"Over the years, I have been worshiped by your broken sword as a picture scroll for so long, and I have already suffered a lot of shame. Now before I die, I should reciprocate and express my anger!"

Qinglian Sword: The Sword Spirit Comes to the World!

Following Li Cheng's words, the sky-like picture scroll flickered behind him. In the picture scroll, in the dilapidated small courtyard like a sword mound, the sword spirits condensed by struggling in the sword energy space over the years rushed out of the picture scroll. out.

Although the aura of the sword spirit is not high, it is very much, and it is overwhelming in an instant. And with the blessing of Li Cheng's cultivation now, he has become super powerful.

The densely packed strange sword spirits, like locusts, rushed towards the cutting sword blade all over the sky. Although the quality of each sword spirit is not good, the quantity is sufficient, and with the blessing of cultivation base, it comes from the same source as the blade.

Therefore, when the two things collided, there was a short stalemate.

This stalemate lasted for two or three breaths, and Li Shifan behind Li Cheng had become extremely blurred, leaving only a phantom outline, which was about to disappear completely.

The entire space of sword energy shook violently, as if sensing something, the endless sword energy fell into a frenzy, and a strange snake-bone long sword condensed out, slashing at Li Cheng again.

At this moment, even Li Cheng, who was in such a state, felt a fatal threat.

With a flash in his eyes, he raised his hand, and a sky-like picture scroll appeared in front of him, blocking the sword like a shield, or swallowing it directly into the picture scroll.

This reckless move caught Jian Qi off guard, and Li Shifan behind Li Cheng also disappeared completely.

But as the final blow of this sword energy space, even Zhang Deming didn't have the slightest confidence to resist it, let alone Li Cheng.

As the sword plunged into the scroll, Li Cheng was shocked and stood there dumbfounded.

The scroll in front of him slowly returned to its original size, and countless cracks on the scroll gradually healed.

At the same time, more sword energy emerged from all parts of the picture scroll, and took away all the aura of the picture scroll, and the picture scroll gradually became ordinary.

Li Cheng's consciousness began to be in a trance, and endless sword energy began to emerge from his body. The entire illusory figure, like a rag bag leaking air, began to overflow with spiritual light and gradually disintegrated.

"No, old ancestor!!!"

Li Cheng heard something and looked back, but he didn't see Li Shifan where he was. His eyes seemed to pass through the endless space, and he saw a young man screaming in terror on the Xuanhuang Building. The young man's face was filled with remorse and remorse.

Li Cheng's figure kept disappearing, looking at Li Shifan who was shouting, he showed a gratified smile. Probably because of the flashback, he began to think of his rough body in his mind.

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Nearly nine hundred years ago, he was born in an ordinary town.

The luck of reincarnation is neither bad nor bad. Although the family is not rich, it is considered rich. And since he was a child, he found that he was different from other children. It seemed that he was too smart.

When he was three or five years old, many adults thought he didn't understand, but he already understood. It's just that after he understood a lot, he didn't want to appear abnormal, so he didn't say anything.

When he was eight years old, immortals came to Chengli, because they belonged to the boundary of Yuanzhou and were directly under the sect, so the inspections were fairly thorough and normal.

It was also that year that he embarked on a career of cultivation. At the same time, I also know why I am so different, because he has a spiritual root, and it is a top-grade spiritual root of 61 points, which is a rare genius.

Since then, he has embarked on a career of practice. In the past few decades, it was not considered rough, but it was commonplace to reach Tai Chi.

As a result, he became a well-known young genius in the sect, a representative of the new generation, and many Sancai uncles knew his name.

Later, in the Tai Chi period, after stagnating for hundreds of years, he reached the peak of Tai Chi fairly quickly. As a monk without a family, Liangyi resources became a big problem.

By a chance coincidence, he entered a secret realm, obtained the "Aoki Alchemy of the Gods", and met the legendary plant elves, the flower demon elves.

Although he was sent out later, he still knew that his chance had come. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he is going to break through Liangyi.

Unexpectedly, his rough life began here. Painter entered Taoism, failed in promotion, and at the end of his life, unwilling and obsessed, he turned into a ghost, became the spirit in the painting, and forcibly promoted his natal painting device.

At this point, the Li family has an old ancestor who is barely decent, and also has the root of bad luck.

Afterwards, he transformed from a monk into a spirit, followed and trained generations of Li family descendants.

Raising it with my own hands, and watching it rise with my own eyes, but because of the reason I shot again and again, I lost my luck, ruined my luck, and finally died of bad luck.

Until the end, the family was out of luck and ushered in the final end. He gave up and realized that the root of the trouble lies with him. If he is not destroyed, the Li family will be destroyed.

So he chose to sleep. Although he has no lifespan now, but after the aura fades, the natal device is just a special picture scroll with a special material, which cannot withstand the erosion of many years.

After going around for hundreds of years, unexpectedly, he was awakened again.

He still remembered that day when a bloody boy with scars all over his body woke him up unexpectedly. Because of the long sleep, I was a little dazed and dazed.

The other party looked at him, but he didn't panic, instead he was a little too calm.

"Aren't you afraid of the old man?"

"Why are you afraid of you, aren't you the ancestor of the family?"

"you know?"

"There are legends in the family. There are many baskets of painting books, although they are gone now."

"..."

"So the Fansu Li family has not escaped their fate all these years, and it is going to perish, and you are the only one left?"

"Um?"

"Don't blame the old man?"

"What's the resentment for?"

"I blame the old man for not caring!"

"..."

Li Cheng still remembers the way Li Shifan looked at him at that time, as if he was looking at an idiot, and replied: "Didn't the old ancestor come to make offerings?

Is it really like in the storybook, when you die, you throw it out to control the enemy? How unlucky it is to meet such children and grandchildren!

If it were me, I would have to come back alive! By the way, I am poor now, and I have no money to buy Lingxiang to honor you when you are old! "

Li Cheng: "..."

Back then, he was stared at by that baby's pure eyes, and listening to the other's words, he was speechless. It was also at that time that he decided to bring a baby again.

After all, he knew it himself, but he was still unwilling to make excuses for himself.

This... is probably an idiot!

"How do you cultivate this kind of rubbish? Isn't it for the mortals in the sect?" When Li Cheng saw that Li Shifan was practicing "Basic Kungfu", he complained speechlessly.

Li Shifan replied indifferently: "It's embarrassing for you, grandson, I'm the kind of handyman, but I'm not qualified to go to the level of grocery shopping, I'm just a close-skilled thug!"

Li Cheng: "..."

This baby is not only arrogant, but also a bit prickly, not easy to take along!

"Don't you have any exercises at home? Before the old man died, he even left the top-secret "Aoki Alchemy of the Gods"!" Li Cheng asked again.

Li Shifan nodded, and said, "This is true."

While speaking, he pointed to himself. At this moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his whole body was covered with scars. If it wasn't for an apprentice monk, he would probably be dead.

Obviously he was beaten badly!

Li Cheng looked at his movements and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Grandson is because of your precious skills of your ancestor, not only did you fail to practice well, but also caused disasters, resulting in the current result." Li Shifan replied.

Li Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Is that so, it's normal, the qualifications of the Zongmen servants and outer disciples are too poor.

In order not to waste resources, the above can focus on cultivating some, so they had to raise Gu. Those who can get out of it always have a reason to stand out, and they are worth cultivating.

But you are also stupid, how come such a precious thing is exposed? "

Li Shifan looked at Li Cheng again, rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "It's really precious enough, my grandson sold three spirit stones, a lot of money!"

"What? How much did you say?" Li Cheng asked without seeming to hear clearly.

Li Shifan flipped his hands over and took out three bloody spirit stones, and said, "No, there are so many!"

Li Cheng: "..."

After being silent for a long time, Li Cheng broke out and roared: "You prodigal bitch, I got such a heaven-defying opportunity that I worked so hard to get, you just sold three spirit stones, I'm so mad!

If the old man is alive, he must take out such a ghost as you. What the hell! "

Li Shifan looked at Li Cheng roaring indifferently, without the slightest panic. After the other party roared for a while, he said indifferently:

"Otherwise, are you waiting to be beaten to death because of this thing? They saved my life anyway, so it's not worth sending a copy?"

Li Cheng was silent again when he heard the words, this baby...it seems really difficult to take care of, is it because the times have changed in hundreds of years, or is it so difficult to take care of the baby now?

In the following decades, the grandparents and grandchildren went from being strangers at first to being dependent on each other in the end.

Perhaps even because of the involvement of the magic weapon of natal life, the two entangled too deeply, and the two sides already had the deepest family relationship.

At that time, Li Cheng always had a headache. This baby's heart was too pure, and at the same time, he was quite satisfied with it, which was very contradictory.

Seeing him taking charge of the Hengduan Mountains, dancing with the tip of his sword every day, snatching food from the tiger's mouth, and wandering around the gate of hell for a little chance, he felt distressed.

And such a baby, no matter whether it is his Li family blood or not, should not end in perish.

Fortunately, the results seem to be good now.

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In his mind, his relatively long life did not flash in his mind, and it came to an end in a moment, and finally fixed on the face he met when he first met, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, but he tried his best to maintain this indifferent and calm little face.

At this moment, most of his body has collapsed, leaving only the last head. He seems to see through the space, looking at Li Shifan and saying: "Fan'er, the ancestor Wuhui, the 871-year Liangyi monk, That's enough!"

"No!"

At the end of his consciousness extinction, he heard a scream of weeping blood, and then he fell into endless darkness and completely disappeared in this world.

Even in the world of nurturing spirits, deep in the chaos, the light spot of enlightenment that belonged exclusively to Li Cheng exuded a strange sword energy and completely disintegrated.

And the picture scroll behind Li Cheng, with the emergence of countless sword qi, finally turned into an ordinary picture scroll, without any spirituality and Taoism.

In the picture scroll, the setting sun is red, and a young man is lying on his back on the thatched roof of the mountain village. He was holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, resting one hand behind his head, lying lazily with one leg stretched out and the other bent.

With a faint smile, he was completely frozen, as if it had become an eternity.

At this time, the space fluctuated slightly, smashing this ordinary picture without spirituality into pieces.

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"No, old ancestor!!!"

In the world of nurturing spirits, Li Shifan has come to his senses since he entered here, and knows everything about these years.

To be precise, he has actually been watching the events of these years. Although he was asleep, he was not asleep.

Because the sword energy space is a part of him, but it is the part he cannot control. All these years, I can only watch it torture and refine the scrolls of the ancestors, making the ancestors constantly weak.

At this moment, Li Shifan looked at Li Cheng's condition through a light curtain in front of him, and saw Li Cheng's final ending. Li Shifan uttered a final cry. He was hoarse and weeping blood for a long time after suffering the death of his loved ones.

Until he saw that the last picture scroll was smashed, a never-before-seen anger rose from him, and as he woke up again, he was no longer a monk with three talents and four images.

It's the Meteor God Sword and the sword spirit, um, part of the sword spirit. Therefore, as he was furious, endless sword energy and strong momentum emanated from him.

With such momentum, Li Shifan passed through the passage again and returned to the space of sword energy.

Elder Huang, who was old at the side, watched silently, and did not stop the other party's movements.

Because since Li Shifan woke up, the sword spirit in the sword energy space, which only has instincts and is still waking up, is no longer Li Shifan's opponent at all.

Sure enough, Huang Lao saw Li Shifan suddenly appear in the sword energy space in the light curtain in front of him.

Countless sword qi surged towards him as if they had discovered the enemy. But it became like nourishment, all of which were absorbed by Li Shifan, Li Shifan roared in the space with rage: "You should die!"

In the words, his figure collapsed, and it also turned into countless sword qi, constantly stirring in the space. The sword energy space seems to be split into two parts, one is like instinct, and the other has complete consciousness.

Therefore, the battle was one-sided. The side with complete consciousness was initially weak, but during the entanglement, it continued to devour and grow. After a while, it formed a crush, and finally completely swallowed the powerful instinct.

After the unification was completed, the whole space suddenly shook, as if some opportunity had been completed, a powerful spiritual light was emitted.

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In the outside world, Jian Wuxin was staring nervously at the snake bone monster sword on his leg at this moment. As the sword holder, this sword was naturally his natal sword, so he knew how critical this moment was.