Chapter 3115 A Tear of a Hero, Blood of a Hundred Thousand Heroes

"Haha, haha~"

Dongfang Yushan laughed and said, "Aren't you two crazy? Who do you think you are? I treat you with courtesy, not because you are powerful, but because you represent the talent of my Heavenly Court Human Race. If you lose the Confucianism of my Heavenly Court You don’t deserve such courtesy, we don’t fear you at all!”

"Not bad~"

Sword Immortal Qinglian also nodded and said, "You're right, I represent the people of the Heavenly Court, but I also represent the billion people of Sangzichushan. If I can't rescue them from Sangzichushan, what face do I have to call myself Qinglian?" Sword Immortal??"

"What's the meaning?"

Dongfang Yushan was puzzled, "What do you mean by the billion clansmen of your hometown? You billion clansmen..."

"Do you know why Xiao Wenzong came to bury Immortal Void?"

"Do you know why Xiao Wenzong used a pill of mud to fill the void of the Immortal Burial?"

"Do you know that on the other side of the Immortal Burying Void, in the Sangzigou Mountain, which is shrinking every day, there are a billion members of my clan?"

Sword Immortal Qinglian's eyes were red, he flew into the sky, faced the sword light of two million sword immortals, and said sharply, "Since I can remember, I have known that the mission of the one billion people in my hometown, Gushan, is to The Sangzi Chushan family was rescued from Sangzi Chushan!"

"Because at every moment, the Sangzi and Chushan clan live in the shadow of death, and no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or death!"

"Do you know?"

Sword Immortal Qinglian raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the Immortal Burial Void, and said, "In the Immortal Burial Void where you Wujian is, on the other side is Sangzi Gushan. One side expands, and the sky of the lake is almost boundless. I am not afraid of being swallowed by the void of the buried fairy, but Sangziju Mountain is different. The other side of Sangzichu Mountain is the Bohai Sea. , The Burial Immortal Void swallowed Sangzi Chushan, and the Bohai Sea also blocked Sangzichushan, and the world where my Sangzichushan family can survive is decreasing every day!"

"In order to stop the engulfment of the buried immortal void, my hometown, the Chushan clan, will conduct a blood sacrifice every million years, and each time we must select one hundred and eight thousand members of the clan who are proficient in sword intent!"

"Do you know? We have to practice swords since we were young, and we have to realize the sword intent every moment, and forge a sword intent that is different from others, because there must be no two of the hundred and eight thousand sword intents that are sacrificed, and we My wish since I was a child...is to be able to sprinkle blood to bury the immortal void, and do my part for the survival of my hometown, the Chushan clan!"

"You practice swords to live, but we... practice swords to die!"

"Even if it's for the sake of death, we will continue to fight forward and take pride in death!"

...

Although Qinglian Sword Immortal is free and easy, but when it comes to the sorrow of the tribe, he has already burst into tears.

"Kill~"

Doumu Yuanjun Liu Yanyu cried when he heard this, and ordered Yan Zhan in a low voice, "Whoever dares to block the way of my disciples from the Haohua Building will not be left behind. Even if the master punishes me for this crime, I will fully bear it!"

"Not so~"

Yan Zhan also felt emotional in his heart, and replied in a low voice, "People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless. These sword immortals know the painstaking efforts of the master and the suffering of the Sangzi and Chushan clan, and they will definitely let go!"

It's a pity that Yan Zhan still underestimated people's hearts and interests, and before Qinglian Sword Immortal finished speaking, Pan Yingjian Ou Sheng Yin Yang asked strangely: "Qinglian Sword Immortal, Oumou respects you and other heroes, you wait for poetry The meaning is that Oumou is hard to reach in his life, but what you just said is really hard to convince Oumou. We all know that it is difficult to fly through the void of burial immortals. The Sword Immortal was famous in the Heavenly Court in his early years, how did you... how did you fly over from the other side of the Burial Immortal Void? What strength do you have to fly over?"

The crowd of sword celestial beings were moved, but they immediately became suspicious when they heard this, and they all shouted: "That's right, you must have been young at that time, how could it be possible to come here from the void of Burial Immortal?"

"That is, since you can fly across, other clansmen must be able to!"

"Even if they can't, since you can come here, just bring them all with the space fairy!"

"This is clearly a lie, he and the Creation Building are in the same group!"

Seeing everyone talking to each other, the grief on Qinglian Sword Immortal's face became more and more serious, but he did not argue, but raised his hand and took out his drunk moon wine glass, wiped his finger on his cheek, and a little tear fell into it.

Until everyone's discussion was about to stop, Sword Immortal Qinglian raised her hand and tapped the Zuiyue wine glass, tears flashed, and some broken light and shadow rushed out of the Zuiyue wine glass!

"Everyone~"

Sword Immortal Qinglian took a deep breath, and said a little excitedly, "It may be hard to believe the words of a certain family, but when a certain family flew across the void of the burial fairy, the patriarch bestowed the family's most precious drunken moon wine cup , this treasure records some of the circumstances of that day, and these images are intended to remind a certain family to remember their own mission, if you enter into your doubts, then a certain family will let you see the blood and tears of my hometown, the Chushan clan!"

"Swipe~"

As the voice of Sword Immortal Qinglian fell to the ground, a blurred situation appeared in front of more than two million sword immortals. The situation was extremely dark, without any light, and occasionally there was a little bit of fluorescent light that was fleeting. Isn't it just the familiar Burial Immortal? void?

"Qinglian~"

In the vague darkness, an old voice suddenly came out, "The future of my family is entrusted to you, I... am old, I'm afraid... I will never see you again..."

"Patriarch~"

Qinglian Sword Immortal's childish voice sounded from the other side, "Don't worry, I will definitely find Yiwanni!"

"I believe in you~"

The voice of the patriarch replied, "Everyone in the clan believes that you are the future of our clan..."

The patriarch's voice paused for a moment, and he said after a while: "Qinglian, I know...you will definitely regret being born in the Sangzi Mountain. If you were born anywhere in the Heavenly Court, you will definitely not bear such a heavy responsibility, and you will definitely become the most dazzling person in the Heavenly Court." Sword Immortal!"

"No!"

Qinglian Sword Immortal's voice was very firm, "Patriarch, I have never regretted being born into the Chushan clan in my hometown. I have always been proud of the Chushan clan in my hometown. The tribe has loved me so much, and I will definitely repay them!"

"You are an unprecedented genius in my family of Zhashan, and the forty-nine elders of my family, Gushan, sacrificed their lives for divination. First of all, you are the one to save my family of Zhashan~"

The patriarch said again, "That's why our Sangzi and Chushan clan devoted all their efforts to sending you across the void of burying immortals with the blood of 100,000 heroes! And this drunk moon wine glass will record the scene of blood staining the void, When you shed a drop of heroic tears, you will see today's scene. The heaven is infinitely beautiful, and the hometown is the hometown. Qinglian, I don't ask you to send a promise, and I don't ask for your time. I just hope you Keep the blood that hundreds of thousands of clansmen gave you... in my heart..."

"Patriarch~"

Sword Immortal Qinglian asked again, "Since you can send me there, why don't you put the clansmen into the fairy space and take them away together?"

"The so-called Burial Immortal Void~"

The patriarch replied, "One is the burial of immortals. I don't know how many immortals are buried here. The second is the void. In the center of the burial of immortals, except for the sword intent, there are some strange voids. In this void, there is no space to exist. Immortal artifact space It will explode when you get there. Of course, you are still young. This time, there are Lu Qingping and some sword grinders with you. Their mission is to protect your safety..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a dead silence in the light and shadow, there was no sound, and there was no light and shadow, but no one spoke, and everyone stared at the light and shadow, as if waiting for something!

Suddenly, Sword Immortal Qinglian sounded an extremely distant voice: "The patriarch..."

"...I'm getting old~"

The patriarch's voice was farther away, "My blood is still useful, just...be the first step for you to step out of the hometown..."

"Pfft~"

A bit of blood was born in the darkness, and then a blurry figure flickered, without a passionate announcement, no clear appearance, "poof" another bit of blood...

"Brother Qinglian..."

A more childish female voice, both timid and firm, called out, "Quick..."

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~~"

A little bit of blood, like the most brilliant flowers in the night sky, blooming one after another in the darkness, a vaguely arc-shaped outline cut across the moat that even the celestial beings could not fly over, the blood of a hundred thousand heroes built a bridge with their lives The way to heaven.

Then, with the sound of "Bada", everything froze and stood still!

One drop of heroic tears, one hundred thousand heroes' blood, the heaven is infinitely good, and Mount Chu is my hometown! !

The tears on Qinglian Sword Immortal's face have dried up. He has shed enough tears these years. He quietly looked at the sword light that still blocked the world, raised his hand and lightly tapped the Zuiyue wine glass, and the sky in the sky All the light and shadow fell into it.

His eyes fell on the Zuiyue wine glass, and he said: "One hundred thousand heroes' blood is actually not enough. The sword slaves I brought also died in the void of burying immortals, and none of them were left behind, but even if they died , their souls also follow me, and they will not enter reincarnation until they see the Zhashan Mountain; I use this Zuiyue wine glass to drink, and what I drink is the blood of my Zhashan clan, and I drink my own tears !"

After finishing speaking, Sword Immortal Qinglian looked at the sword screen with lightning-like eyes, and said sadly: "Now, the hope of my hometown, the Chushan clan, is in front of us. If you have any conscience, you should know the importance of sword enlightenment and life and death... The life and death of my hometown, Chushan family, and the life and death of my hometown, Chushan, are in your thoughts!!!”

Sword Immortal Qinglian was indeed lonely and arrogant, but at such a critical moment, he still couldn't help but burst into tears, looking earnestly at the Sword Immortal in front of him, hoping that they could make a choice based on conscience...

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