Chapter Fifty-Six

"This is the scene of Absolute Beginning that you saw, how much life energy did you spend?"

Zong Shou made some calculations in his mind, and then replied with a smile: "For about seven hundred years, I only saw the scene of the beginning in less than a breath. It's a pity that the disciple's realm is limited, and many places cannot be fully displayed."

"Seven hundred years? This is half your lifespan. In this way, the rest of your lifespan is used elsewhere? Very good. Your comprehension on the Observation Platform has already exceeded my expectations. Even if you lose a thousand years of life , is also worth it."

Long Ying said, but his face was slightly gloomy: "Even I, I have benefited a lot this time. Many confusions can be solved, and many truths can be understood. It's a pity that to make the nine swords into one , is still a bit worse."

This gloomy look was only fleeting, and he turned to Zong Shou with a comforting smile: "You don't need to worry! Your master must have the strength to attack the ultimate situation. You have been delaying it all the time, just to perfect yourself I don’t want the hidden danger of lack of foundation at the last step of the real realm. Now that I think about it, it’s me, Longying, with insufficient greed. How many people can there be in this world who have a truly perfect foundation? ?To live forever in the world is actually very good. I don’t know how many people dream of it. I have made up my mind today, and I will wait for another 20 years. At that time, no matter whether I succeed or not, I will let go of all obsessions and aspire to the realm of saints—”

The rambling of these words is not so much an explanation to Zai Zongshou, but rather a way of persuading himself.

Zong Shou listened without saying a word, not commenting. It wasn't until Long Ying finished speaking that he said calmly again: "I once said to Ao Kun that although I remembered the scene in the beginning, I couldn't comprehend much. But I just fought with Shen Xiao, but I gained a lot. I want to ask Master to take a look for me and give me some pointers!"

Hearing the words, Long Ying suddenly laughed dumbly. It is a rare opportunity to be able to fight against the god-level monks when they are eighth-level monks.

With Zong Shou's swordsmanship talent, it is inevitable to be able to comprehend something from it.

But the kid was probably still thinking about helping him. How can Zong Shou's current state help him?

Zong Shou didn't wait for his consent, just pulled out the half of Duanqiu's sword, and stabbed towards Longying. At the beginning of this sword, it seemed to be light and flimsy, with no strength.

But when the sword was fired, the gap 'Spirit River' collapsed immediately. Just a little residual energy spilled out has already made this space disappear!

"Soul of Sword Intent!"

Almost immediately, Long Ying could sense that wisp of sword intent, piercing straight to the heart.

However, he knew that Zongshou had already reached the middle of the Sword Soul level, so it was not surprising at all.

Although he didn't expect anything, he was looking forward to what Zong Shou had learned in this battle.

In the next moment, the hairs all over Long Ying's body suddenly exploded, and all of them stood upright.

——The meaning of this sword attack is very similar to that of the phantom just now.

Majestic and vast, it seems that it can overwhelm everything from the root!

"It's the beginning! The sword intent of the beginning!"

Long Ying frowned, an indescribable surprise. Zong Shou, the child, has actually been able to comprehend the meaning of the beginning of time to the level of soul state?

There are thousands of sword intents in the world, and there are three thousand ways, but even if you understand all of them, you may not be able to catch up with this kind of way that points directly to the source!

Joy surged out of his chest like a tide, and after only a moment, Long Ying couldn't help letting out another exclamation.

Eh? How could this be so?

When the broken sword was halfway through, there was a soft sound on the blade.

Zong Shou's mind was extremely quiet, and at this moment, he suddenly entered a state of unusual harmony with this world.

Under the sympathy between heaven and man, qi and soul merged and converged on the sword. The sword in his hand seems to be a point, and it seems to have melted into a world!

It also seemed to have broken through the shackles of time. After the sword came out, it had already rushed to Longying's throat.

At this moment, his face was already covered with an abnormal blush. But he didn't think much about it, he just wanted to combine all his perceptions, all his martial arts achievements, and all his spiritual attainments with this sword.

The dragon shadow also had a flash of light in its eyes, without hesitation, a finger was printed in the void, and it touched the tip of Zong Shou's broken sword.

Clang! boom!

First, there was a sharp sound of the sword body shaking, and then there was another explosion. The remnant sword of Duanqiu exploded into thousands of fragments in an instant and scattered in all directions.

Zong Shou also spat out a mouthful of blood, and retreated several feet. It wasn't because Long Ying couldn't control him and wounded him, but because he was bitten by the sword intent.

"This is your way of swordsmanship? That's right, you are worthy of being my disciple of Longying. With your sword today, you must be able to aspire to the sword spirit state within a few hundred years!"

When speaking, Long Ying was absent-minded, as if thinking about something.

Just now he really felt that there was something hidden in Zong Shou's sword. It should be something extremely important to him, or it might really be a breakthrough opportunity.

But when I think about it carefully, I am at a loss again, and I can't find a clue. It seemed that there was only a layer of membrane missing, but it was still unable to pierce it.

"is one!"

The boy in blood armor on the opposite side suddenly opened his mouth, which also made Long Ying's heart jump suddenly, raised his eyelids, and looked towards Zong Shou. The line of sight is like a blade, as if it can break through everything.

Zong Shou remained unmoved, resisting the coercion of the thoughts unintentionally emitted by the dragon shadow and said: "It is one! The so-called bystander knows, this disciple thinks that the key to combining nine dragon shadow swords into one is not the combination of words, It’s just one word! One of the Dao, one of the beginning, and one of the end, this is the realization of the disciple just now. I don’t know if it’s right or wrong—”

In just a few sentences, it seemed like thunder, exploding in Long Ying's sea of ​​consciousness, constantly shaking.

In this instant, the solid road foundation that had been built for thousands of years was collapsing.

"Is it one? Isn't it a union? How is it possible? But why can there be signs of the induction between heaven and man—"

"Could it be that I have been walking on a side road for nearly ten thousand years? No wonder I can't see the realm of this road—"

"Indeed it is one! It is supplemented by combination. One of the Dao, one of the beginning, and one of the end, is my true Dao. So it is so, so it is!"

Thinking of this, Long Ying laughed out loud, indescribably light, relieved, and ecstatic. In the sky, there are countless thunder flashes.

But Long Ying didn't care about it at all, and the broken foundation began to rebuild in a flash. Pile up, but within a few breaths, the breath has already reached the holy realm and climbed to the peak!

It's just that this time, his cultivation base has dropped slightly. But there are no obstacles in this way forward, pointing directly at the root, without any sense of reluctance, and without feeling strenuous.

Zong Shou's words and sword didn't make him realize anything. But he only said one word, but it was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, which made him wake up suddenly.

Sometimes on the road, that's how it is. Perhaps for thousands of years, the Dao has not been able to advance all the way, but because of a few words from others, suddenly enlightened.

It's just that his Dragon Shadow's Nine Nine Dragon Shadow Sword is more special. Only Zong Shou, who is also familiar with this sword technique, is qualified to say these words.

However, if it weren't for these years, it would be too lonely. It can be said that there is no one close friend who can safely talk about swords and Taoism.

Or as early as thousands of years ago, he could get out of this fork.

There is no distinction between primary and secondary, Long Ying, Long Ying, you are so confused!

Thousands of thunderbolts roamed one by one. Long Ying didn't bother to care about it, but was worried that Zong Shou would be affected. Sweeping with a sword, cleansing the void.

That Jianguang weather is completely different from before. A faint dragon body appeared, just like the appearance of a dragon, it was difficult to see the beginning and the end.

And this piece of void calmed down again amidst a loud dragon cry.

Just like before, this boundary gap 'Spirit River' was never broken.

Long Ying also restrained the coercion that emanated from the sword, and looked at Zong Shou lightly: "I will return. I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out of the customs within ten years this time. Where are you going now?"

Zong Shou remained silent, looking at a certain place with a fixed expression. In this gap, there is no direction. Most of the time, time and space are reversed, left is right, right is left, and there is no distinction between top and bottom.

But Zong Shou was still looking over there, feeling that way in his heart. That person must be in this direction!

"Sink into the sea of ​​clouds, Zong Weiran? Do you want to find your father?"

Asked a word, but saw Zong Shou's expression was extremely weird. Long Ying smiled: "But I feel uneasy? I want to ignore it, but I don't want to be like this in my heart—"

The corners of Zong Shou's lips twitched slightly, with a hint of helplessness. In his heart, he really thought so, but he also hesitated.

"You have to face this matter in the end, I guarantee that you will be fine! Isn't it just seizing the body and swallowing the soul?"

Zong Shou was horrified when he heard this, and his hair stood up all over his body. Long Ying also smiled meaningfully: "You have to face this matter eventually! It's time to say it! Don't worry, your father has the power to destroy a world, but he will never hurt you!"

It was intended to be teased, which made the lover fearful. But at the end, I still couldn't bear it and gave him a reassurance.

Then there was wild laughter, and Long Ying stepped into the void with a sudden step.

Before leaving, Long Ying's voice suddenly sounded again.

"Disciple, do you want to aspire to the position of God Emperor? To rule the world, to dominate the world?"

Zong Shou shook his head, he was still waiting for the Emperor to appear. You can let go of this dry foundation with peace of mind and pursue the ultimate swordsmanship.

As long as he can fight for a way out for the Yaozu, his father's courtiers will be able to settle down.

Sometimes he himself feels that the burden on him is too much.

"Aren't you ambitious? But I'm afraid that the future emperor will not tolerate you! Although the world is big, there is no room for two tigers. What's more, you are like ancient times—"

The last sentence was not finished. The dragon shadow has disappeared into the void.

Zong Shou was stunned, the future emperor, can't tolerate him? What does this mean? Although the world is big, two tigers cannot be tolerated, but he knows it.

It's just me, and I don't have the intention to fight for hegemony. At that time, it's just to give up the country. How can there be two tigers?

Now he looks like the ancients—what is the ancients? Why do you only say half of this?