Chapter 1072 Old Place
Old ruins, mottled old traces...the bonfires of the past have been extinguished, and the tribes of the past have disappeared.
Only the ruins of the walls and the desolation of the land are left, burying the first fire of life.
"...The records are true...This should be the legendary place where the ancestors created the world!"
"...It is said that the forbidden world itself is nothingness. The ancestors took the soil of the Nine Heavens and created the earth where all things grow...This is the place where they once stood!"
"The place of origin...that light must be here!"
Everyone spoke one after another, all extremely happy.
All this shows that they are close to the real opportunity.
"The true form of the sword on these stone carvings is the source of the sword formation just now..."
Jian Wuming looked at the stone pillars around him with an extremely eager expression.
He is a master of swordsmanship, so he can naturally feel how precious these true forms of swordsmanship are.
Even one picture can be studied for thousands of years, and the gains will be extremely huge.
However, he tried hard to remember it, but failed.
The true meaning contained in the true shape diagram is too strong, and unless you can understand it thoroughly, you cannot write it down.
"For our Heavenly Sword Sect, these swordsmanship true diagrams... are a great opportunity!"
Jian Wuming's face was filled with blazing color.
Even he is not sure what level these swordsmanship true diagrams have reached.
Absolutely extraordinary. When this happens, these true figures will have to be brought back to the sect together.
"Sword Immortal, can you understand these diagrams of the true form of swordsmanship?"
Lin Yihao also asked eagerly.
In his Taoist scene, the rotten swordsman who was in shock for a long time and finally forgot his memory again, keeping his name, was meditating at the moment.
A large part of the shroud on her body was directly scorched and could no longer sustain her life.
After knowing things she shouldn't know several times, she felt... that she had reached the point of complete death.
At this moment, when she heard Lin Yihao speak, she looked through Lin Yihao's eyes and saw the outside world.
"These true-shape diagrams...are actually still there?..."
The Rotten Sword Immortal was very surprised and subconsciously spoke:
"The dust returns..."
Lin Yihao said unexpectedly:
"Sword Immortal, do you know these true figures?"
When the Rotten Sword Immortal was asked, he was suddenly startled, and his whole body started to tremble slightly.
"No...I, how do I know this..."
"Why do I think of the past..."
At this moment, there was a hint of shock in the corrupted eyes of the Rotten Sword Immortal.
She looked down at her shroud...
"I am already a rot slave...I have long lost all my past, only the dark present...haven't those memories been completely erased?"
She held her head with both hands. At this moment, the sea of consciousness seemed to explode!
"What...what power allowed me to break the seal of the Shroud and actually recall the past..."
"I remembered..."
"I remembered it all!"
She murmured and said:
"I was once a subordinate of Emperor Zhan Tian, and I was the most outstanding swordsman genius in Emperor Zhan Tian's court... I once followed him to the source of darkness... I saw him buried in the darkness..."
Suddenly, pus-like tears fell from her rotting eyes!
At this moment, the Rotten Sword Immortal looked around hesitantly, as if waking up from a big dream!
"After my death... I was turned into a rot slave..."
She whispered and smiled miserably:
"I once fought passionately against the source, but after my death I became a slave to darkness..."
"Since you are a slave, why did you let me wake up again... Why... The Emperor of Heaven is dead, the Imperial Court has collapsed, and the world has long been in despair... What's the use of waking up?"
Her body was shaking with despair.
Woke up from the nightmare, only to find that reality is the real nightmare...
Rather than being sober, wouldn't it be better to remain ignorant?
"I must have touched some unimaginable cause and effect... so I broke through the suppression of the Shroud."
She murmured, suddenly smiled miserably, and said:
"The only one who can have this kind of power of cause and effect is..."
"The cause and effect that has been submerged in darkness and remains in this world can still suppress the erosion of darkness..."
"No wonder we mistakenly thought that he was hope... and light..."
She whispered, the rotting corpse began to flow, the rotten flesh gradually dried up, and the power of the shroud could not sustain her already dead life.
But this time, she did not erase the thoughts in her consciousness...
To live ignorantly like a slave...and to die again soberly...
It seems that the latter is more worthy of choice.
Moreover, if you die this time, you will no longer be able to be refined into a rot slave... cleanly.
She suddenly smiled.
Lin Yihao, seeing that there was no sound in the Dao scenery for a long time, couldn't help but ask again, saying:
"Thirteen Sword Immortals, do you know these true forms of swordsmanship?"
In the Taoist landscape, the voice of the Rotten Sword Immortal came out. It changed from the usual dullness and indifference, but instead had a sense of desolation and clearness, saying:
"More than just knowing..."
"In the past, when the Emperor of Heaven entered the Hanque Mountains... he brought out several true-shape diagrams for the members of the Emperor's Court to practice..."
"I am the most outstanding swordsman in the Zhantian Emperor's Court... Haha, I once understood the essence of half of the True Shape Diagram and achieved the fruit of swordsmanship..."
She murmured and said:
Hearing this, Lin Yihao was immediately shocked.
He had always known that the sword immortal in his mind had a mysterious origin and was extremely powerful.
But now I know that... the Sword Immortal is actually related to the former Zhantian Emperor Court? He is still the most talented swordsman in the Zhantian Emperor Court!
Zhantian Emperor Court... who in the world doesn't know? It was once extremely glorious and dared to declare war on the source!
Immediately afterwards, he felt more and more how valuable these true forms of swordsmanship were? Even Emperor Zhan Tian came here, and he was as terrifying as the Thirteen Sword Immortals, but he only understood half of it!
At this moment, his eyes suddenly became hot. These things... can be called supreme treasures.
This, I’m afraid, is the real imperial machine! ?
"I want to take these things back..."
He murmured.
However, in the Taoist landscape, the Rotten Sword Immortal said calmly:
"Don't think about it. With your swordsmanship talent, you will never be able to understand the true meaning of these stone carvings in this life."
The words are simple and direct.
Lin Yihao's face turned ugly and he said unwillingly:
"Sword Immortal...you look down on me?"
The Rotten Sword Immortal said casually:
"Um."
Lin Yihao:
"..."
Jian Xian's concise "hmm" made him not know what to say.
The Rotten Sword Immortal paused and then said:
"It's not aimed at you, I just want to say that in the entire forbidden world, anyone who can understand half of the true form, no more than five fingers, can be called a swordsman wizard, and can understand more than one..."
"Throughout the ages, perhaps only the Emperor of Heaven has been fighting... But even the Emperor of Heaven only brought out a few pictures back then..."
Lin Yihao was speechless and said:
"...So, no one in this world can understand everything?"
The Rotten Sword Immortal said:
"Of course there is...you have seen that person."
Lin Yihao: "???"
Have you ever seen this kind of... horror?
In his scenic spot, the Rotten Sword Immortal murmured to himself:
"Emperor Zhan Tian once said...the stone carvings here were left by the ancestor of the ancestors who mastered the origin of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship of the ancestors of the ancestors...seems to be inseparable from that person, and may even be the origin. Since that..."
In her eyes, there was a deep admiration and an infinite sadness.
The one whom even Zhan Tian Emperor regarded as hope, at the end of all roads... is still buried in the darkness.
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“There’s someone in front of you?!”
At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed.
Jian Wuming and others all stepped forward and looked forward.
I saw an ancient black altar in the center of the valley.
The altar seemed to be made of black soil. It had been eroded over time and looked gray. However, when everyone's spiritual thoughts touched it, they found that the black altar was like the darkest black hole, which directly caused the spiritual thoughts to disappear without a trace. .
On top of the altar, a young man was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, as if he had been waiting for a long, long time.
Beside the young man, there was an ancient mottled bronze lamp. The bronze lamp was no more than the height of a hand, covered in patina, and the wick was burnt.
"Who is he? Why is he here!?"
"The Han Que Mountain Range is a forbidden area, and this valley is a forbidden area among forbidden areas. How could anyone else come? Could it be that he is also of the blood of the ancestors?"
"That lamp... that lamp, is it the legendary one that once illuminated the darkness?!"
For a moment, everyone at the scene was shocked.
How could there be anyone else here...
But when they saw the light, everyone was excited again.
That lamp should be the legendary one.
"No matter who you are, hand over the ancient bronze lamp...and get out!"
Yuan Wuji shouted coldly.
That ancient bronze lamp has a great origin and is related to fire. It may be an opportunity for the Emperor Star. They are determined to win it!
At this moment, on the black altar.
The man finally slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced at everyone in the field and whispered:
"After waiting for so long, it's finally here... Fortunately, the bloodline of our ancestors has not been cut off."
Immediately, his eyes fell on Fan Yaoyao and Fan Paipai, and said:
"Come here."
Fan Paipai and Fan Yaoyao were both a little confused at the moment, but they felt... the man on the altar gave them a sense of familiarity inexplicably.
"walk over."
Fan Yaoyao mustered up her courage and walked towards Dugu Yuqing.
Fan Paiming also followed.
"Stop, don't move!"
However, Yuan Wuji and others immediately scolded him and said:
"Whoever dares to act without our permission will die!"
As he spoke, Yuan Wuji suddenly grabbed Fan Yaoyao and Fan Paiming with his big hand!
On the altar, the man waved his hand calmly.
In an instant, an unparalleled sword intent arrived and directly shattered Yuan Wuji's phantom hand.
"So strong!"
"This person's strength...has not yet reached the Xiyang realm, but can he compete with the Holy Lord?"
"He should just be riding the wind!"
Everyone was a little surprised.
However, Yuan Wuji's face darkened, he sneered, and said:
"Haha... I thought you were some kind of expert, but it turns out that you are just a wind cultivator!"
"Since you are so weak...then you can die!"
If the man didn't reveal his strength, they wouldn't dare to act rashly without knowing its depth.
After the words fell, Yuan Wuji took a step forward. Behind him, a terrifying Taoist landscape appeared. The dense power of rules seeped into reality from the Taoist landscape. Yuan Wuji struck out with a palm. This power turned into a big wave and swept towards altar!
This is a strike from the hero, and the strength of Xi soil realm is fully revealed!
After setting out on the road, touching the forbidden path, every realm, even every small step, is a natural chasm.
The Xi soil, which is above the nine heavens, has been found in the void land of Dao Jingdi, and has been cast into a cone of soil.
And the realm of riding the wind... is like a rootless tree, which can only maintain itself from falling into nothingness.
Although this terrifying blow failed to distort the rules of reality, it sent sand and rocks flying like a storm!
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