Chapter 1849 Take Action
"Kids, don't be afraid, we are good people~"
The moment he fell into the abyss, his eyes went dark. In a daze, Xiao Kongtong heard the voice in his childhood memory.
It was a gentle female voice, coming from a woman who was as beautiful as a fairy. After many years, Xiao Kongtong still remembered her name.
"Sister Yue..."
When he softly called out this voice, the scene in front of him was chaotic, and time seemed to be reversed, and he was back to his childhood again.
The feeling of weightlessness disappeared, and my feet touched the ground.
Xiao Kongtong hurriedly lowered his head, raised his hand and looked up. He saw two short, fat hands holding a volume of books. Was he really back when he was a child?
The sun casts shadows and the streets are crowded with people.
This is the familiar street scene of Dafu Street. I visited it several times with Grandma Hu from the orphanage when I was a child, and I was deeply impressed.
"At this time, I'm not Xiao Kongtong, my name is...Kongzi?"
Xiao Kongtong unfolded a bundle of books in his hand. On it was an ancient sword cultivator who was wielding a sword with a graceful posture and holding the four characters "August Poetry Collection".
Printed below is his favorite sentence: The sky is one foot high and eight people are familiar with it, who dares to take half the Qingju?
"teacher……"
Xiao Kongtong was stunned.
He realized something.
This is not a return to the past, perhaps it is just a flashback before death.
But he also remembered that today, at this time, he encountered a turning point in his life and destiny. He met the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal!
"teacher!"
He turned around suddenly and looked at a certain location on the familiar street.
Among the ordinary people, Xiao Kongtong easily spotted a couple of gods and goddesses dressed in fairy aura.
The man is tall, but his behavior is surprising. The woman is dignified, but she wears many tacky bracelets on her hands.
When he looked over, the couple of gods and gods also turned their heads and looked over.
Just a moment!
With a buzzing sound, the crowds of people on the street blurred and faded away, and even the woman who was as beautiful as a fairy seemed to have disappeared.
In Xiao Kongtong's eyes, only that man remained.
When the man looked over, his brows were still furrowed at first, feeling a little surprised but also disgusted.
After a while, the lights and shadows in his eyes were colorful, and time seemed to be passing through them.
He seemed to have grown from an insignificant boy into an experienced middle-aged man in an instant.
In the end, he turned into the mature and steady appearance of the First Saint Slave and the Eighth Sword Immortal that he later became familiar with.
The eyes that looked at him also showed a hint of approval.
"teacher……"
Xiao Kongtong choked up.
When even the teacher faded away without saying a word to himself, he felt deep sadness.
The streetscape and vendors of Dafu Street also fell apart with the disappearance of the teacher Ba Zunsui.
Everything returns to zero again.
"boom!"
The world collapsed and darkness struck again.
Xiao Kongtong fell deeply into the abyss, then smashed through the past and into the future, and finally fell heavily on Lingyu Mountain, with almost all the bones in his body broken.
He was lying on the ground, vomiting blood.
In my ears I could hear the comments of the spectators, but I could no longer hear what they were saying. Maybe they were just ridicules, ridiculing me for my ignorance.
It doesn't matter anymore.
The world is a bloody place, and the mind is dizzy.
Xiao Kongtong's eyes were drooped, unable to look at the sky. Even the sky was covered by Fengdu, and all he could see was darkness without any glimmer of light.
"That's it..."
In the past of life, all kinds of experiences come one after another.
The revolving lantern passed through a lifetime in a blink of an eye. Even if Xiao Kongtong was obsessed with it, he could only let go of it.
He knew that the gap between himself and Hua Changdeng was still too big.
The difference between clouds and mud is worlds of difference and cannot be compared at all.
"Let it go..."
Even the last shred of sanity is trying to persuade myself like this.
But when his eyes finally closed, his ears heard the vague voice of the teacher Ba Zunsui who had finished preaching on Dafu Street when he was a child, gave himself a new life, and walked away on the clouds:
"On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, I walked to Kongtong and knocked on the Heavenly Gate with a loud smile."
"The Immortal wants to save me, but I think he is in a coma!"
"One thought can be holy, one thought can divide heaven and earth."
"Why do you need to worship gods and goddesses when you are living in this human world?"
After a moment of silence, Xiao Kongtong suddenly opened his eyes again, with a bright light bursting out of them.
Yes!
In this human world, why do we need to worship immortals and gods?
So what if Hua Chang Dengqiang had known it would end like this, but the one who still drew the sword was not only himself, but also his original intention?
What I am fighting is not Huachangdeng.
What I am fighting from beginning to end is myself!
"sword……"
Xiao Kongtong was no longer able to move his fingers.
But as he was calling out in his mind, the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword flew from a distance, regaining its strength and making a loud buzzing sound.
The blade of the sword flew past, turning into rainbow light, lifting up the fallen Xiao Kongtong, and flew up to the sky.
"This is……"
The spectators at Lingyu Mountain have also returned from the past world.
But I saw that the senior brother of Shenyue Immortal City clearly had a lot of air coming in and a little breathing out in the previous breath, so he didn't have much time left to live.
In the blink of an eye, there was new news!
This is the ancient sword cultivator, the mantis who cannot be beaten to death. He still wants to try the sword again?
"Sword! Open! Xuan! Miao!"
Above the void, a low voice from Xiao Kongtong was heard.
When this sound came out, the onlookers raised their eyes in shock, only to see the nine-day black light falling from the sky, and the sword power concentrating, and it quickly evolved into the shape of a "door".
"Mysterious Gate!"
Gu Qing'er, who was buried in the sword tomb, looked shocked.
Senior brother has actually fought to this point. Want to try the third realm of swordsmanship?
"I'm afraid..."
Gou Wuyue and Feng Tingchen looked at each other and made mistakes.
The seriously injured body, forcing the mysterious force to open up, regardless of the combat power, the outcome is already doomed.
Xiao Kongtong will inevitably become the next Guyu.
"The third realm..."
Being restrained by the force of the sword, Hua Changdeng was the only target of the sword. His eyes were slightly closed, and a solemn look appeared on his face.
Laughing at Kongtong cannot be said to be weak.
In the second world of Yi Jian just now, if his will ghost could passively protect the body and connect the future self to the past will, he would really be hurt by it.
After the Prison of Ice and Fire and the Tenth Palace of Hell, Hua Changdeng thought that Xiao Kongtong was over.
I never thought that this guy also had a bad temper and would explode even before he died.
How big is the gap between the second realm and the third realm?
Others don't know it, and they can't figure it out, but Hua Changdeng knows it. It's probably the same as the gap between this person and him just now.
Xiao Kongtong in the Second Realm, even if he risked his life, he wouldn't be able to hurt Hua Changdeng in the slightest.
But if it's the three realms...
Once Xiao Kongtong reaches the Conferred God Ancestral Realm, the Sword Demon's Three Swords will protect the body on their own, relying only on passivity. I'm afraid they won't be able to guard against the edge of the Three Realm Ancient Sword Cultivators.
It's hard to say that he has to be forced to use some trump cards in order to protect himself. After all, Hua Changdeng has no idea of being a god and ancestor at this moment.
The best way to deal with it at the moment, anyone with a discerning eye can see, is to interrupt Xiao Kongtong's promotion.
He is too slow.
As long as the hunter ghost gently cuts out his sword, this person will be dead at this moment, and no accident will happen.
Hua Changdeng is still an ancient sword cultivator.
He watched quietly, just as Xiao Kongtong himself was curious about the scenery behind the door, he also wanted to know how far the current ancient sword cultivator could reach him if he could open the mysterious door and draw a sword.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, there are thousands of people falling on Lingyu Mountain, and all kinds of spiritual swords are trembling and buzzing.
Divine light descended from the sky and transformed into the shape of a door.
Xiao Kongtong controlled the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword and threw himself into it. He was submerged in the light and turned into a black shadow.
He was like a moth to a flame, facing his own way without hesitation.
Even though the path has not yet been completed and the end has not yet been seen, he jumped forward to get a glimpse of the scenery at the end.
"Teacher, I'm going to take the first step..."
The mysterious door opened, and Kongtong looked back with a smile, feeling a little nostalgic, but resolutely jumped forward, together with the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, towards the scene behind the door that was full of mysterious morals.
Snap!
But at this moment, his hand seemed to be grabbed by something, and he staggered slightly.
"who?"
Xiao Kongtong was stunned.
He has half-stepped through the mysterious door.
Gu Lao's sword is so mysterious that it has no end, and he can't even get through the door. He knows it.
And with his foundation, no matter how bad he was, he could still go behind the door, understand the way of the sword, and then give Hua Changdeng a sword blow.
That sword will be the most dazzling scenery in his life and this world.
But right now, it seems like someone has a clamp on him, suppressing his highlight moment.
"who?!"
Xiao Kongtong didn't believe that Huachang Deng would stop him from opening the mysterious sword.
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No matter how bad this person is, the character of the ancient sword cultivator should still be there, and he won't be like this.
Turning around suddenly, Xiao Kongtong was stunned.
He returned to Dafu Street again, back to the time when he first met his teacher Bazun.
He stood quietly in front of him.
He was so tall, his back reflected the blue sky.
He calmly held his hand, stared at it for a long time, and shook his head slightly:
"It doesn't have to be this way."
After a while, blood and tears splashed out of his eyes, and Xiao Kongtong burst out crying "woo woo woo".
This is under the spotlight of Lingyu Mountain.
This is when the sword is at its mysterious highlight.
Xiao Kongtong didn't want to cry at all, but he couldn't help it at all.
He felt that his behavior of confronting the strong with weakness and just wanting to buy more time for the teacher was understood; his grievances were vented.
But in the end, he pursed his lips, choked and shook his head:
"I think so. What I think is none of the teacher's business..."
Although he was adamant, he also wanted to take a look at the scenery behind the door, not only for himself, but also to cast stones and ask the teacher for directions, asking if this road could lead to safety.
In the future, when teachers also need to go to this step.
At least, he can no longer be the first person forever. He can learn from the past, have experience and lessons to learn from.
The teacher's life is too tiring.
Bazun shook his head in deep understanding, pulled the fool back from the door, and said without any doubt:
"Go to sleep and leave the rest to me."
…
boom!
The mysterious door was only half opened, and the door exploded into pieces.
In the sky, the power of the sword collapsed, and only a bloody figure fell down. Everyone was stunned. They thought this would be the last highlight moment of Brother Laughter...
Did he fail?
After Hua Jianxian's sword strike, he was so weak that he couldn't even use the sword to open the secret?
"What's going on?"
It is a wishful thinking to use the sword to open mysteries on others, but for Xiao Kongtong, it should be a matter of course.
The four sons of the Sword Burial Tomb were all stunned.
Xiao Wanfeng, who was watching the battle, couldn't understand it either.
Gou Wuyue, Feng Tingchen and others felt even more ridiculous. Xiao Kongtong seemed to have been interrupted?
No time to think about this!
Mei Siren rushed out and hugged Xiao Kongtong who was about to fall to the ground. If this kid hits him again, he will be torn to pieces. He can't stand it anymore.
"Poor kid..."
He carried him to the edge of the rock and looked at Xiao Kongtong covered in blood. Mei Siren couldn't bear it.
He searched all over his body, but he could only take out a small body-restoring pill at most. He didn't even have better healing medicines such as the body-restoring pill and the blessing of God.
"Just eat it."
"Little kid, you shouldn't be impulsive. Hua Changdeng has been crowned as the Holy Emperor. How can he be so easy to deal with?"
Mei Siren thought that even he didn't dare to step forward to confront him, and even Feng Tingchen and Gou Wuyue just wanted to watch the fire from the other side.
You little kid, why are you trying to show off?
He fed the small body-restoring pill to Xiao Kongtong's mouth, but the latter was clearly unconscious, and suddenly opened his eyes again as if he was resurrected.
"What is that!"
Mei Siren staggered in shock.
The second world with one sword was amazing enough, and the sword opening the mysterious door failed but was also outstanding. Do you want to come for the third time?
"Close your eyes!"
Mei Siren didn't even feed the pill. The stubborn donkey should have fainted. He directly covered his eyes with one hand, trying to force Xiao Kongtong to close his eyes.
Xiao Kongtong struggled hard. He hadn't taken the pill yet, but he was able to break free from Mei Siren's arms and stand up directly.
"What?!"
Mei Siren's beard trembled, and the small recovery pill fell to the ground.
He already knew that Xiao Kongtong's bones were broken, like a corpse.
Let alone standing up, the only muscle on his body that could move might only be the subconscious twitching and spasm of the remaining body.
This, this, this...
What kind of miracle is this?
He sat up in shock from the dying disease, and wanted to come for the third sword?
After standing up, Xiao Kongtong took a big step forward and met Hua Changdeng again.
"Come back!"
Mei Siren reached out and wanted to grab this young man back and take him away from Lingyu Mountain.
How could his temper be more stubborn than Xu Xiaoshou?
Who would have thought that the wound on Xiao Kongtong's body would emit silver sword thoughts, crisscrossing like weaving the wound.
With this, he barely recovered his mobility?
"Boom!"
Before Mei Siren got close, Xiao Kongtong's sword thoughts exploded and suddenly swung out hundreds of miles.
This not only bounced him back, but also scared the Lingyu spectators. Why did it feel like Xiao Kongtong's sword thoughts had undergone a qualitative change after the defeat?
Before everyone could figure out the situation.
Xiao Kongtong stood up again, and even stopped using Kongtong Wuxiang Sword. He looked up at Hua Changdeng not far away:
"It's been a long time since we met. You've become much stronger and your temper has changed a lot."
This...
Everyone was stunned.
Didn't you just meet, and you were almost broken by Hua Changdeng's sword?
"Did he lose his memory after being beaten?"
Hua Changdeng was also confused by Xiao Kongtong's repeated resurrection and shocking words.
He didn't say anything, but frowned slightly, just wanting to see what else this guy could do.
"One sword."
Xiao Kongtong raised his chin slightly.
When these words came out, everyone was completely confused.
It's not amnesia, this guy has been chopped into insanity by the ghost, and only "one sword" is left in his obsession?
Hua Changdeng felt that he had heard what the other party meant.
Since he came down the ladder, he often said this, but it was always said when facing the younger generation or when facing provocation.
This Xiao Kongtong...
He felt that his feeling was wrong, Xiao Kongtong should not mean that.
"Ghost Hunter, hold it steady."
Xiao Kongtong seemed to really mean that!
He did not explain anything extra, and slowly raised his hand towards Hua Changdeng... fingers!
The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword was in his left hand, humming and trembling, as if he wanted to fight.
But he used his right hand, put out two fingers, and pointed at Hua Changdeng in the air-it seemed that he could explode Hua Changdeng with just two fingers!
"What is this?"
"Is this sword the legendary ten-segment sword finger?"
Among the spectators, someone amused the whole audience with a sentence. Even the second world could not break Hua Changdeng's defense, so what is the ten-segment sword finger?
This thing can only be used by eight masters.
If it really came out in someone else's hands, he would have to pretend to be good and wait for death when facing a high-level person, right?
Hua Changdeng was also confused by Xiao Kongtong.
He didn't even need to hunt ghosts in the second world, so of course he wouldn't use his sword under the mere ten-segment sword finger.
Hua Changdeng was about to speak when his lips moved...
Xiao Kongtong on the opposite side didn't give him time!
As soon as he finished speaking, his sword thoughts converged on his fingertips.
In an instant, the whole world, the mountains were covered with wind and snow, and only one person was left, and only this finger was left.
Something was wrong...
Hua Changdeng, who was the first to bear the brunt of it, suddenly felt numb on his scalp. Before he could move, he saw a faint light on the fingertips on the opposite side, accompanied by a soft muttering, and the sword thoughts broke through the void:
"Point to the way. Stop."