The Thousand and First Goodbye First Snow
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In fact, he was quite pleased with the fake sword made by Wei Xu. With these seven swords, Cang Sheng Dao's strength can be somewhat increased.
It would be great if he could compete against two or three Supreme Realm cultivators as Wei Xu said.
Across the middle of the school palace, the sword formation was launched, and the few people flew to the front of the main hall of the school palace in less than a dozen breaths.
But when he got here, Zong Shou saw another purple gold long sword inserted in front of the palace gate and under the steps.
This time Zong Shou recognized it at the first sight, it was the real soul refining sword!
Nailed in the bluestone slab, the glow is dim and lifeless.
Zong Shou immediately looked at Wei Xumingyu suspiciously. I just heard Wei Xu say: "Uncle Xiuguan moved here. He meant to try it out. Is there any master in my Cangsheng Dao? Insert here, as long as I am a disciple of Cangsheng Dao, I can try it. pity--"
After a pause, Wei Xu's eyes dimmed: "In the past two months, none of the 300,000 disciples in Qiongjing has been able to pull out this sword."
Zong Shou also heard the despair in Wei Xu's words. So he walked to the Soul Refining Sword silently, hesitated for a few breaths before Zong Shou stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the Soul Refining Sword.
In that instant, Zong Shou felt his heart beating violently.
Impressively, I only feel that with this sword, there is a sense of flesh and blood connection, heart and soul connection.
The five-foot sword body felt like an extension of his own arm! Qi movement is sympathetic, and the veins are connected.
Zong Shou was ecstatic in his heart, and pushed hard. But then he was stunned.
At this time, his cultivation base has reached the middle level of the fairyland, but his combat power is comparable to that of the godland.
This pull is at least equivalent to the power of a thousand small Mount Sumeru!
But this soul-refining sword, as if it had taken root, was still firmly nailed to the ground, not moving at all.
Try it again. The result remains the same. Zong Shou frowned and withdrew his hand.
He smiled self-deprecatingly, and stroked the nameless sword in his sleeve.
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In fact, it doesn't matter, it is enough for me to have this 'nameless'.
The potential of Wumingjian is endless. There is no limit in sight, and there are countless possibilities for growth.
It is not impossible to surpass this soul refining one day and be promoted to the rank of divine weapon. There is really no need to be discouraged by this.
I just feel a little strange in my heart. When he touched it just now, he clearly felt that the refining soul and him were as one with the body and the sword.
It seems that they have been fighting side by side for decades.
But in the end, he was still unable to resist, and always felt that something was missing.
He doesn't care much here, but Wei Xumingyu and the others over there. But rather a sigh of regret.
In the distance, hundreds of Cangshengdao disciples who noticed the abnormality and came to watch also shook their heads slightly and talked a lot.
"Another person! It seems that this soul refining sword is destined to have no owner."
"Who is this person? I need the Lord of Labor. Greet him personally?"
"It's Tan Qiu, who is said to be the most outstanding junior disciple of my Cangsheng Dao in the past few decades. It even surpassed the Taiyuan Fairy Shui Lingbo—"
"Could it be that this cultivation level is already in the fairyland? This person's cultivation seems to have improved, and his realm is not stable, and he can't completely cover up his aura. This person has just started. It's only been a few decades?"
"It's only been in the early ten years! Of the Six Absolute Swords of the Cloud Realm back then, only this one was in the outer domain. He has been unknown, and no news has been sent back. He has reached the fairyland without making a sound!"
"This is really extraordinary, no wonder Zuozun wants to greet him in person!"
"Such a character can't be recognized by this soul-refining sword? What will it do?"
"I don't know what kind of conditions Patriarch Xizi set for this sword spirit back then? This is too harsh."
"What's the use of the sword without a master? It's the time of my common life's catastrophe—"
There was a lot of discussion, and the more they said, the more explicit it was. Wei Xu's expression was slightly gloomy, and he glanced around sharply.
Make the surrounding voices all silent. The Cangsheng Dao disciples nearby all stopped talking.
Even so, there are still many people who are dissatisfied. But it wasn't aimed at the Soul Refining Sword, but Wei Xu.
"Speaking of the catastrophe, it was the honorable dereliction of duty that caused great disaster for my common people."
"Doomed for one person, but the whole world suffers—"
At this time, Mingyu also let out a cold snort. Implied true power, frightening mind.
This made everyone afraid to speak.
The Wuming Sword was still humming, as if it was aggrieved.
Zong Shou didn't pay much attention, but looked at Wei Xu. I saw that although the latter had a calm face, his broad and stalwart figure suddenly became a little stooped, full of a sense of desolation and desolation.
Laughing at himself, Wei Xu didn't care about it, and continued to walk into the hall.
Mingyu also sighed leisurely, and followed behind.
He can force these people to shut up with prestige. But they couldn't stop the people's long mouths, they didn't say anything publicly, but they still talked about it behind their backs. I'm afraid that the words at that time will be even more unbearable.
Zong Shou also clenched his fists tightly, never thinking that in the sky, the hearts of the people have been scattered to such an extent——
The Taoist sect used force to suppress it, but it finally had an effect.
People in the world are like this, they only see Wei Xu's mistakes, the disaster that brought about the destruction of Cang Sheng Dao.
These people have never thought about Wei Xu's painstaking efforts in the past. For thousands of years, Zen Jing has exhausted its efforts and struggled to survive, so that the strength of the common people's way can be restored and strengthened bit by bit.
If it weren't for this time, he would be too eager for success, and even reach the point of almost heyday.
And if there is no Wei Xu, I am afraid that thousands of years ago, the Dao of the common people would have ceased to exist.
only--
Zong Shou also sighed leisurely, and then followed.
After all, this matter is Wei Xu's fault, and he needs to bear the responsibility.
People's hearts are like this, and it is not their words that can easily change this person's point of view.
Besides, with Wei Xu's temperament, I'm afraid he wouldn't bother to do so.
To regain his prestige, he had to wait for him to survive the ultimate calamity safely.
Walking into the main hall of the school, Zong Shou was attracted by the first person in the top place of Zhong Yang.
With white eyebrows and white hair, his appearance is extremely youthful, and his temperament is unique, which is unforgettable.
But he doesn't have the power and power of an ordinary supreme saint, but is like an ordinary person, with a peaceful demeanor.
This is Xiuguan!
It's not the first time I've seen it, but the last time it was just a projection of Xiuguan spanning thousands of worlds, and it was extremely short-lived.
This time, it was the first time he saw a real person.
Among all the ultimate realms in the cloud world, it is the most secure!
At this moment, he was looking at it with warm eyes, with a sense of appreciation and comfort.
Zong Shou saluted the elders respectfully, and found a seat to sit down.
Immediately, I heard Xiuguan say: "You are very good, your talent is excellent, but your temperament is even better. Wei Xu can accept apprentices on behalf of the master, and I am very happy to accept you under the seat of Junior Sister Xuanshuang——"
At this moment, in this palace, there are all core figures above the Dao God Realm.
Zong Shou naturally didn't need to conceal his identity, and sat at the tenth place according to the order of the Xuanming Golden Book.
He was already eye-catching, but with Xiu Guan's words, almost everyone's eyes turned to him.
Zong Shou didn't show any uneasiness, and accepted it calmly. Directly and bluntly asked: "The Zongmen is at the moment of life and death, when it is desperate to fight to the death? Why do Senior Uncle Xiuguan and Senior Brother Wei Xu want to share their efforts? What is the way out? The entire sect join forces to fight against the enemy? Could it be that Patriarch Xiuguan has no confidence?"
Everyone has the desire to survive, and the whole clan must face a deadly battle. But there are some people. You don't have to die. How can this be convincing?
Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded and looked at each other. And that Xiuguan was also stunned.
In the end, he laughed lightly, without any annoyance at Zong Shou's accusation, and admitted his mistake frankly.
"It's my fault! Instead of being degraded and surviving like the Legalist Demon Sect, it's better to fight vigorously. The inheritance is cut off, and it's not a big deal—"
The words were relaxed, but Wei Xu beside him gave a wry smile.
After the inheritance was cut off and Wei Xu died, how could he have the face to meet Master Xizi?
But he didn't say anything, and said, "Junior Brother Zongshou said yes! In this battle, I, Cangshengdao, can only fight to the death! As we all know, Taoist Qingxuan Taoist and Taihuang Taoist have returned. Confucianism Dong Zhongshu and The two sages of Zhu Zi are already in the White Deer Cave. The Tashi Tianjun and the Supreme Primordial Demon all have clones coming. In addition, the Taoist sect can also use two supreme gods. The Confucian sect has three saints Incarnation, and the Demon Sect also has a World Extinguished God. It’s just that there are twelve known combat powers—”
When Zong Shou heard this, he realized that the people in the hall were not waiting for him on purpose.
But before him, they had already gathered here to discuss.
Are the Twelve Supreme Realms really scary——
Twisting the corners of his lips, Zong Shou looked around and looked at the people sitting above him.
Xiuguan, Lin Xuanjing and Lin Xuanxuan, and his six senior brothers.
He had recognized Wei Xu Mingyu a long time ago, the one who was just below Wei Xu, with a white face and beardless face, was the eldest brother Xiang Ming.
Wearing a gray robe with a stern face was the second senior brother Ji Shu. His body is magnificent and burly, like an ignorant warrior, his name is Han Zhi.
The last one, with a thin body and a face like a fourteen-year-old child, is his fifth senior brother Gu Xun.
The six of them are all saints, and their strength is not bad, and they all have the strength close to the peak of the gods.
The names of the six people basically all contain the word "ri".
As for the Xuanming Golden Book, the rest of the saints are not here, except for one uncle Lan Ruo who is the same generation as Xizi.
Several people are extremely friendly to Zong Shou. Seeing Zong Shou's gaze, they all nodded as a gesture of return.
And then Zong Shou's eyes fixed on Lin Xuanxuan who was Fanmeng Sanren,
A young girl was looking at him sadly. There was boundless surprise in his eyes, as if he could not wait for this moment, so he threw himself into his arms.
However, she was obviously controlled by Lin Xuanxuan with her real strength, and she couldn't succeed, and she looked like she was crying.
Zong Shou almost laughed out loud, he really wanted to hold this girl in his arms and love her a lot.
His first snow is so cute.
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