Chapter 965: Light Boat Wisdom and the Fastest Sword
Yu Zecheng strolled in the cave, leisurely, looking left and right, as if he was strolling in his own back garden, looking leisurely.
In this cave, all the disciples of Yishe Kuaijian Sect who were able to fight in the battle took the terrible elixir to improve their strength and fight in the air. The rest were disciples in the Qi training period.
Most of the disciples in the Qi training period, as well as the servants of Yishe Kuaijian Sect, were immediately vaporized and killed in the attack of the divine thunder. Now only one or two of the remaining ones escaped with their lives. The stupid ones cried in the cave, and the cunning ones began to collect treasures and prepare to escape.
Yu Zecheng strolled in it. When someone saw him, he turned around and ran away, and no one stopped him along the way. Because those brave disciples of Yishe Kuaijian Sect were fighting in the air.
In the air, three sword doves fought against the sword light in the sky, which was extremely fierce. Three thousand disciples of Yishe Kuaijian Sect, like a swarm of bees, fought around the sword doves.
Yu Zecheng walked forward step by step, and came to the center of the cave. On a huge square, there were dozens of people who kept bowing.
Just now, thousands of thunders were fired, and the cave was blown to pieces, but only this place had no trace of damage. It seemed that this place must be the important place of Yishe Kuaijian Sect.
They bowed to the four statues on the square. The four statues were about ten feet high and majestic. They were all statues of the ancestors of Yishe Kuaijian Sect.
Yu Zecheng knew what they were doing at a glance. They were respectfully inviting the ascended ancestors to descend to the world.
The two leaders were both the True One God of Yishe Kuaijian Sect. The disciples behind them included Yuanying Zhenjun, Jindan Zhenren, foundation-building cultivators, and Qi training disciples. The only feature of these disciples was that they were extremely talented.
These disciples are probably the spark of Yishe Kuaijian Sect. As long as they escape, they may be able to rebuild Yishe Kuaijian Sect one day in the future. Whenever a sect is in ruins, they always select elite disciples from the sect and flee with their treasures. Although the chance of revival is slim, they can leave the spark of their own sect. Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, it is still a chance.
Yu Zecheng walked over slowly and said:
"At this time, you are still asking these guys to go down to the world. They have long stopped treating themselves as human beings. What's the point of you worshipping them?"
One of the True One Gods continued to kowtow, his head was broken and bleeding, and said:
"You little boy, the ancestor will come down to the world and take your life."
Yu Zecheng laughed and said:
"I'm waiting, you continue, I'll give you another sixty breaths, that's enough."
After that, he stood aside, leisurely and contented.
The two True Ones ignored Yu Zecheng and continued to kowtow. The other disciples couldn't help but look back at Yu Zecheng and trembled.
Sixty breaths passed in a flash.
The Zhenyi God who had just spoken stood up suddenly and said:
"No need, Junior Brother, no need to beg them. These bastards don't care about us. What's the point of worshipping them? We still have to rely on ourselves."
He stood up and stretched out his legs, kicking down a statue. The statue collapsed with a bang, and this Zhenyi no longer had the respectful look he had just kowtowed.
Another Zhenyi stood up, opened his mouth and spat at a statue of the ancestor, saying:
"It's better to ask for help from yourself than to ask for help from others. I said that the immortal decree five years ago was so bizarre that we had to fight against the five major sword sects. As long as we are given another three hundred years to comprehend..., there will be no problem in destroying the five major sword sects."
The Zhenyi God who kicked down the statue said:
"It's useless to say anything. Come on, make a final fight."
The second Zhenyi turned around and faced Yu Zecheng to prepare for the final battle.
At this moment, the statue of the ancestor, which was spitted with thick phlegm by the younger generation of disciples, emitted twelve colors of light. When the light fell, the whole statue seemed to be alive, with flesh and blood.
The two true ones looked at each other, with ecstasy in their eyes. The light fell on a Jindan Zhenren behind them. He was originally a teenager, but in this light, he gradually changed. He changed from a teenager to an old man in colorful clothes.
At the same time as this person transformed, countless immortal sounds rang out in the air. The sound was extremely pleasant and intoxicating. Countless flowers fell from the sky and melted when they met objects. There were thousands of bright lights, making it difficult to see the direction.
Yu Zecheng said:
"The real ancestor has descended to the world, good, good."
Then he looked into the distance, and in a valley in the distance, this kind of immortal light and immortal sound also appeared.
The last battle with the Heart Sword Zen Sect was disturbed by the Six Sword Alliance's ascended immortals, which caused the ancestors of the five major sword sects to be unable to descend to the world. In the end, only the ancestor Hong Xiao descended to the world and died together with the Emperor Shitian's clone.
Although Yu Zecheng and his men didn't know how the ancestors of the fairy world felt, just as the battle was about to start, four statues flew out of the ancestral hall automatically. They were all the statues of the ancestors they brought last time. It seems that they felt guilty for not being able to participate in the battle last time, so they took the initiative to fly out of the ancestral hall this time.
In this battle, Yu Zecheng had arranged for his eldest disciple Xiao San to be in charge of that place and prepare all the array arrangements for the ancestor to descend. As long as the other ancestor descended, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect would also descend, so Yu Zecheng was so arrogant.
The descending ancestor of the Yishe Fast Sword Sect looked at the colorful fairy light in the distance, shook his head, and said to the two great Zhenyi who were kneeling in front of him:
"You don't know, this is a killing game. In this world of the sky, my strength is only the Return to Void Realm, and I no longer have the speed advantage. I can only come and go.
Alas, that's it, I have to come back too, I can't be like them, completely ignoring my origin. I'll die, but I'll reincarnate again."
After speaking, he glanced at the other three statues of the Patriarch and said:
"Brothers, let's meet today and see you again."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, there was a ray of light, and all three statues were shattered.
Then he glanced at the dozens of disciples kneeling behind him and said:
"You all should run away so that you can take care of yourself. I hope that one day we will be able to recover our family. Let's go."
After saying that, he used a technique, and a burst of light passed by. The last monks of Yi She Kuai Sword Sect turned into twelve colors of light and scattered in all directions. Unfortunately, Yu Zecheng laid numerous ambush in the land of thousands of miles, which had no effect at all. .
In this square, there are only two True Ones and one Nascent Soul left, as well as the Immortal from the Lower Realm and Yu Zecheng.
The immortal from the lower realm didn't even look at Yu Zecheng, he just looked into the distance.
shouted loudly:
"That Immortal Lord descends to the lower realm? Will he fight with my Qingzhou?"
A voice came from the distance. This voice was neither male nor female, sharp and lingering:
"As expected, it's Friend Qingzhou Immortal. I guess it's you. Among the four immortals, you are the only one who still has blood and will stand up for these descendants."
Patriarch Qingzhou said:
"If you don't go down to the next world, you will be despised by the younger generations forever. It turns out to be Immortal Zhibao. It seems that you are still resentful of the ridicule I made of you, an old eunuch."
Grandmaster Zhibao? The Flowing Light Sword that Yu Zecheng learned back then was created by Patriarch Zhibao. He was the third disciple of Patriarch Zhongxing and was a eunuch, so he spoke in such a tomboyish, sharp and touching tone. Unexpectedly, he would still be like this after becoming an immortal.
Patriarch Zhibao is the thirteenth ascended Patriarch of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and one of the eight Patriarchs who ascended following the Zhongxing Patriarch when the Xuanyuan Sword Sect flourished.
The life of Patriarch Zhibao has gone through countless ups and downs. He enjoyed glory and wealth since he was a child, he was successful as a young man, and when he was in high spirits, disaster struck from the sky, and his family was ruined. He was desperate and miserable, suffered all the hardships in the world, and was tragically disfigured. In the end, In order to prevent his relatives from starving to death and freezing to death, he had no choice but to enter the palace and become a eunuch.
Patriarch Zhibao entered the palace and embarked on the journey of cultivating immortals. Later, due to a reconciliation, he was rewarded by Patriarch Zhongxing as a slave and followed him around the world. The two were both teachers and friends. At first, Patriarch Zhibao led Patriarch Zhongxing. After practicing martial arts, the Central Patriarch took Grandmaster Zhibao to practice immortality, established the master-disciple relationship, followed Patriarch Zhongxing throughout his life, and finally ascended to the immortal world together.
The characteristics of his swordsmanship are quick, sinister, ruthless and accurate. Because it was created by a eunuch, it has a feminine and cruel air.
Patriarch Zhibao said:
"That's all in the past, not worth mentioning. Anyway, you have to fall into the mortal world and start a new life. The Ai family forgives you."
Patriarch Qingzhou said:
"I don't know which one of you or me will fall into the mortal world. Come on, you and I are both famous in the fairy world with our fast swords. Let's compete to see whose sword is faster."
Patriarch Zhibao replied:
"It seems that the Ai family has taken advantage. This is not a fairyland. You can't accelerate infinitely. It's only fair to you that we go to Qingming to fight. Don't worry, I will be gentler and let you suffer less pain."
Patriarch Qingzhou laughed and said:
"Are you playing your trick of compassion again? Are you afraid that our battle will affect too many mortals? Remember that we are immortals and they are humans. They are just a group of ants. Extremely weak ants can be trampled to death with just one kick. A bunch of ants, why care about them."
Patriarch Zhibao said:
"You don't care, so why do you want to go down to the next world?"
Patriarch Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said:
"I don't know either. Although they are also a group of ants, they are still my descendants. Maybe I don't want to be spurned by them."
During this conversation, the two founders of the lower world slowly rose into the sky and flew towards Qingming. They instantly turned into two rays of light, rushed into the sky and disappeared. Both of them dominate the fairy world with their fast swords, and when it comes to fighting in the human world, they are even faster.
Yu Zecheng turned to the three people present and said:
"Okay, they're all gone, only a few of us are left. Come on, they are all fighting, let's fight to the death too."
The leader, Zhenyi Shenjun, smiled and said:
"That's a must. We've been waiting for you for a long time. Junior brother, start it."
Another True One God Lord roared, and with his roar, the entire Yi She Kuai Sword Sect's mountain gate cave was shaken. All the monks and servants in the Qi training period who had not escaped from the cave exploded and turned into blood mist.
The blood mist boiled, and in the blink of an eye the entire world of the mountain gate cave turned into a strange space.
The leader, Zhenyi Shenjun, said:
"Haha, True Lord of Destruction, this place has now become a world of its own. You can no longer step on the ground and summon the tenth-level flying sword. This is your burial place, the tomb we prepared for you.
Are you satisfied with us sacrificing the world of the cave and being buried with you? "
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