Chapter 733: One Sword of All Things (Part 2)

——But that's not my sword of all things.

What does it mean?

Only then did he admit that what Xilai had comprehended and mastered was the true meaning of the sword of all things left by the founder of the Qingshan sect. Why did he say such things at this time?

The long street was silent, and there was no sound in the sky, because the rain stopped, the clouds did not move, and people dared not even breathe.

Could it be said that Jing Jiu's swordsmanship has surpassed the founder of the Qingshan sect? At least he thought so himself.

Even if he is an unborn swordsman genius, this is too confident, right?

That Elder Sun wanted to laugh subconsciously, but he couldn't, because the other party was Jing Jing, and Peng Lang's eyes were full of awe.

Xi Lai didn't smile either, he narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the countless raindrops standing still between the sky and the earth.

Those raindrops were moving, changing the angle and direction at an extremely slow speed, but they didn't know when they would finally stop.

"The sword of all things comprehended by the patriarch is simple but not superficial. Anyone can think of it, but it is extremely difficult to achieve, but I am still not satisfied."

Jing Jiu walked back to the ruins of the antique shop.

Countless raindrops were crushed, but remained still in the air.

"The realm of swordsmanship I pursue is not that everything can be a sword, but that everything can be a sword."

Jing Jiu walked up to Xilai and raised his right hand.

Following his movements, a pair of chopsticks left under the table on the second floor of a restaurant tens of feet away floated up and aimed at the street.

The still wind seems to have a direction, and the strands of clouds drawn by the rain also have a direction.

The raindrops all over the sky also stopped, and those gold leaves and beans aimed at Xilai on the long street with their sharpest sides.

Even the broken sword in Peng Lang's hand, the two broken swords in Zhao Layue's belt, and all the swords in the field did not move, but felt like they were about to fly.

All things, if they have a shape, will have a relatively sharp side, that is a sword.

If there is no shape, no existence, but there is still a trajectory, it is still a sword.

Just like Xilai once did, everything can be a sword.

But at this time, everything in the world is not just turned into a sword, still separated from each other, but seems to form a whole.

Those raindrops and swords, clouds and gaps, there is no conflict of sword intent, they are so harmonious.

Everything in the world is heaven and earth.

All are one sword.

You are between heaven and earth.

It is in this sword.

If you can escape?

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Xi Lai looked at the rain and the swords all over the sky, and was silent for a long time, his face was a little pale.

"This is not a sword." He looked back at Jing Jiu and said seriously.

A great practitioner in this realm would naturally not act like a child or Zhuo Rusui, so what does this sentence mean?

"This is the sword array."

Xilai said: "It's like the Qingshan Sword Formation, but it's just combined."

Jing Jiu said, "It makes sense."

That night, Xue Ji killed Immortal Bairen directly with the Qingshan group of swords, using the Chengtian sword technique.

In other words, she directly turned the group of swords into a green mountain sword array with her own outstanding realm and unimaginable strength.

What Jing Jiu was doing at this time was the same, except that he was mobilizing all things in the world, and the scope of this sword array was unimaginably large.

Xilai asked with some emotion: "What's the name of this sword formation?"

Jing Jiu doesn't know how to choose names.

Yuan Qu and his sword are the proof.

And he's lazy.

He thought for a while and said, "Let's call it the Wanwu Sword Formation."

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Everything in the world is a sword.

Then this sword array of all things naturally embraces the world.

The entire Chaotian Continent is full of sword intent.

It's just that this kind of sword intent is too lofty to be perceived by mortals and those creatures.

Zenzi stood up from the threshold, feeling the hidden sword intent in the red cliff, and his scalp felt a little numb.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a vision in the snow field, and the snow that hadn't melted all year round seemed to have a sword intent.

With a bit of excitement and anticipation that he didn't know why, he looked at the lonely ice peak in the deepest part of the snowfield, and came into contact with the consciousness of the Snow Queen.

That divine sense is still grand and is the highest-level existence in the entire continent, but it is no longer as domineering and arrogant as it was in the past tens of thousands of years, but a little more vigilant and uneasy.

"I..." Chanzi murmured a dirty word, "So you are also afraid?"

The ubiquitous sword intent was also felt in the underworld.

The big Buddha carrying the sky full of magma felt it with his eyes closed.

Bu Qiuxiao above the magma looked in the direction of Dayuan City with a smile on his lips.

After an unknown amount of time, the Buddha slowly opened his eyes and announced with a thick and perfect voice like the sound of a bell.

"The real person is leaving."

A Piao, who owns the Seal of the Underworld Emperor, still doesn't have much majesty, and smiles silly at the green leaves growing on the colorless tree every day.

She suddenly felt the ray of sword intent in the green leaves, her eyes suddenly became extremely bright, and she flew towards the sky without hesitation.

The ministers and powerhouses in the Underworld thought that His Majesty was bored again, and wanted to go to the sky to talk to the Sword Saint, but suddenly found that His Majesty was flying in the direction of Tongtianjing. They couldn't help being shocked and shouted: "Your Majesty can't do it!"

Although His Majesty said that she is the most beloved closed disciple of Master Qingshan, but the human race is so insidious and cunning, how can you believe it?

Even if Master Jingyang wakes up, if all the powerful human races attack, how can he protect His Majesty by himself?

A Piao ignored these courtiers at all, and quickly disappeared into Tongtianjing, leaving only a clear and proud voice echoing throughout the underworld.

"My husband is invincible in the world!"

"No, my husband has the strongest swordsmanship ever!"

"Who dares to deal with me!"

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Yes, the emperor of the underworld was invited to the human world by Daoist Taiping back then, and was finally imprisoned in the Demon Town Prison in Chaoge City. The most important reason was that Daoist Taiping was not strong enough.

After the Meihui, Daoist Taiping is already the greatest figure in the Chaotian Continent, but he is still not invincible.

Only Jing Jiu, standing in the rain today, deserves this description.

"I don't believe that your Patriarch Qingshan didn't think of such a picture back then, but he still couldn't do it, because he is also between heaven and earth, why can you be different?"

Xi Lai looked at Jing Jiu and asked.

Jing Jiu said: "The Patriarch regards everything and the sword as a tool and as a slave, but I am different. He is my playmate and my student."

Hearing these words, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui thought of the two futons in the cave, and took another look at Ping Yongjia.

When the dilapidated sword boat of Wu'enmen was destroyed by Jianguang, Xilai actually knew the outcome of the battle.

Because Jing Jiu still had the strength to withdraw his sword at that time.

But he still wanted to see how Jing Jiu broke his Wanwu Sword.

Now that he has seen it, he naturally admits defeat.

It is no regret to be able to see such a kendo and get an explanation from the other party.

What he really regrets is that there is nothing left to do.

I don't know if there will be another boy like him in Kirishima many years later.

Or like this boy.

Xilai looked at Peng Lang and sighed with regret.

"Come here at the age of ten."

Jing Jiu suddenly called out to the other side of the street.

The sword intent that separated Changjie from the human world disappeared with the end of this battle.

Liu Shisui didn't know why the young master called him, so he touched his head and ran over quickly.

Jing Jiu said: "His original name was Liu Baogen. He was almost drowned by the river when he was very young, but he met me."

Xilai naturally knew that Liu was ten years old.

This Qingshan disciple was the biggest reason for the tragic death of his junior brother Xi Wangsun and the collapse of Yuntai.

He vaguely guessed what Jing Jiu meant, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "That's good luck."

"Yes, his greatest ability is good luck. Of course, this may also be the ability I gave him, which is somewhat similar to He Zhan."

Jing Jiu continued: "He has a good talent, a calm mind, and he has learned a lot. He has learned your Chaolai swordsmanship before, how is it?"

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This dialogue passed through layers of raindrops like bead curtains, and fell on everyone's ears, bringing great shock.

"This is too biased!" Zhuo Rusui patted Yuan Qu's shoulder hard, and said, "Aren't you angry?"

Yuan Qu said helplessly: "I'm a nephew, so it's never my turn to be angry."

Jing Jiu introduced Liu Shisui to Xi Lai as his heir, which really surprised everyone, but it was not so shocking.

The real reason was that Xilai wanted to teach Liu Shisui the way of swordsmanship, and that was not something that happened overnight, which meant that Jing Jiu had no intention of killing Xilai.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Xi Lai asked.

Jing Jiu said, "Why did you kill him?"

Xilai said, "It's really too much to ask."

After saying this, he turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the rain, leaving only one last sentence.

"After he's gone, come and find me again."

Of course, this sentence was addressed to Liu Shisui. The question is...who wants to leave?

"gone."

Jing Jiu flew into the sky, several sword lights appeared on his clothes.

A ray of sword light touched a drop of rain.

There was a soft snap.

Those raindrops that had been still for a long time fell like this.

Hush!