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- Fifty Festival Sword Road
In a quiet room deep inside the ship, the young man sat cross-legged in a space without a trace of light, completely silent.
The entire quiet room was empty, except for the three swords that had never left their bodies during practice. Now they were with Zhenzhen and Song Yuhua.
Sitting quietly in this quiet room that was like a silent void, the young man was realizing the flash of inspiration in his heart when he killed Huo Jitong.
Breathing gradually stopped, colorful light came out of the body, reflecting the space into five colors, but Twelve's mind seemed to have come to the depths of the universe, and the whole body was surrounded by endless starry sky.
"Where is this place?" Looking around at the deep starry sky, the young man with a semi-otaku soul was surprised, "Did I suddenly have an epiphany and be directly upgraded from a shrimp in the world to a spiritual master who has left the body?"
"Boom." A soft sound resounded through the endless starry sky. Twelve was startled. He turned his head and looked around, listening carefully, but found nothing.
"What's the sound?" The boundless silence and the strange environment made the young man a little uneasy, "Isn't it the inner demon invading?"
"Boom!" There was another soft sound, but it was much clearer than the one just now.
"It's the heartbeat!" This time, the young man finally found the clue, and the sound turned out to be his own heartbeat!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The heartbeat was getting faster and louder, and within a moment, invisible ripples appeared throughout the space. But at this time, the sword master had no intention of being surprised anymore. The messages that came from somewhere had completely occupied the young man's mind.
"Half wading in the turbid current and half lying on the clear table, leaning on the zither and chanting Guangling prose leisurely; Han Jian silently listened to the gentleman's wishes, looked down upon the world and laughed at the mortal world!" The silver zither was bleak, and a piece of land with a radius of several miles appeared out of thin air in front of the sword master who stood in the void with his eyes closed. , surrounded by bamboo forest, a thin figure was sitting cross-legged in front of a bamboo house, playing a zither and chanting softly. On one side of the bamboo zither, there was a big sword. On the periphery of the bamboo forest, ten oil lamps were quietly placed on the edge of the floating island. Among the ten oil lamps, only one was on, and the big light was swaying unsteadily.
"With your head held high, you are a thousand hills away, and you are roaring in the wind; you can find an opponent to discuss swords with, but it is too cold at high places!" The floating island that smiled proudly on the mortal world slowly left the young man's side, slowly floating around the young man like a satellite, and another The floating island began to appear in front of the young man. Aloof voices sounded at the same time. It was a majestic hall. In front of the hall was a flat bluestone square, but the hall was empty. There were only a few cases at the top of the hall opposite the hall door. On the case, there was a mahogany sword stand with a four-foot sharp sword. . A young man in white clothes stood calmly in front of his sword, with his hands lowered and meditating. The three big characters on the plaque in the main hall are about to disappear in the wind: "Shaozi Hall!"
It is also surrounded by ten oil lamps, and it is also lit by one oil lamp. It is also slowly moving away, flying around far away.
"God has no selfish intentions, and punishments are not lynched; sins are dealt with by the sword, and punishments by God are punished by death!" The majestic words are like thunder. An island gradually emerged, lightning cracked the sky, and thunderous waves crashed onto the shore. In front of a high mountain in the center of the island, a huge stone with a height of three feet stood standing on its own. The three large bloody characters on the boulder are full of serious meaning: "Hell Island!" On the high mountain, a figure stands with his hands behind his back. Looking from a distance, it seems as if there is lightning on his head and the waves are stepping on his feet. There is a black sword bag on the back, with only a green jade pendant and tassel sword tassel hanging out of the sword bag, dancing in the wind. And among the waves outside the island, ten oil lamps were floating and sinking. Three-point bean lights illuminated the deep and violent waves.
The five-colored light disappeared, and a flash of lightning flashed through the dark space. The sword master opened his eyes and slowly stood up. Some of his original doubts about himself had been swept away.
The Tiandao monks indeed have incredible magical powers. The sword energy that hit the lower abdomen that day seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary except for being extremely sharp. Who knew that this was actually a mental sword art that could create a sword with just one thought, and open the sky with just one thought?
In his previous life, he was addicted to Big Thunderbolt, and the image of the swordsman was deeply ingrained in his mind. By traveling through epiphyses like this, the combination of the two gave birth to an ability that was like a divine attack technique.
And those ten oil lamps presumably represent one¡¯s mastery of this swordsmanship. In the past two years, I have relied on the righteousness of the Sin Sword to punish evil and eliminate traitors. It is natural that I have mastered the Sin Sword more deeply.
But it¡¯s not a big deal. Now that you have it, now that you understand it, you no longer have any worries in this regard.
Opening the cabin door and walking towards the deck, Jianjun heard Zhenzhen¡¯s laughter from a distance. Thinking of the sister-in-law Zhen who was sold into Lao Feng's family in the original work and was bullied by the eldest wife all day long. Listening to the happy and hearty laughter of this woman, Twelve couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in her heart.
"Young Master!" Zhenzhen, who heard the footsteps of the Sword Lord, jumped to the cabin door with the Smiling Hongchen Sword on her back and the Sin Sword Tianfa in her arms.
&nb"Are you so happy to go back to Yangzhou?" The sword master ruffled Zhenzhen's hair lovingly, took the Tianfa Sword from the pouting little girl's hand, and said with a smile.
"Of course." Handing over the Tianfa Sword, the little girl jumped back to Song Yuhua, snorted and made a face. Although the six-foot sword looks cumbersome on her petite body, it does not hinder Zhenzhen, who has made great progress in martial arts.
"What's wrong? What's the news?" Looking at Song Yuhua's slightly frowning brows and the ship's boss standing respectfully beside her, the young man knew that there might be some bad news.
"It's not that there's any bad news." Seeing the young man looking at her, the eldest lady of the Song family smiled gently, "It's just that the news about Yang Gong's treasury has been spreading very quickly during this period. It is said that people with knowledge of the matter have arrived near Yangzhou. Also There is news about the Dehe clan's jade that has been making a lot of noise in the past two years and can win the world. I heard that it has fallen into the hands of Cihang Jingzhai."
"Yang Gong's treasury, and the jade?" After hearing the news conveyed by Song Yuhua, the sword master smiled dumbly, "Finally, it's time for the plot to begin."
"It's not a big deal." Seeing Song Yuhua still contemplating, Jian Jun couldn't help but smile and said warmly, "Everything in the world will be done by people in the world. If you don't encounter it, there will be less trouble; if you encounter it, do your best. That¡¯s fine. If you think too much, it will be a waste of energy.¡±
"There is some truth in what you said." After listening to Jianjun's words, Song Yuhua was thoughtful and couldn't help but smile.
"That's natural. Things in the world are simple, but people think about it too complicated." After hearing Song Yuhua's praise, Twelve smiled proudly. Another knot in his heart was lifted, and he felt more relaxed now.
"I admire your master more and more. Not only your swordsmanship, but also your character. I really don't know what kind of place the history is."
"Haha, sister Yuhua, please stop testing. Does it matter what the history is like?" Looking at Song Yuhua's half-smiling look, Twelve burst out laughing. After two years of getting along, the three of them have gotten to know each other better. Song Yuhua already had some vague guesses about Sword Lord's situation.
"Yeah, it doesn't seem to be very important." Looking at Jianjun's smile, Song Yuhua somehow felt a lot better from his originally heavy mood. He pretended to be enlightened, but he was a little less dignified and more delicate.
"Sister Yuhua looks so much younger with this smile." Zhenzhen on one side leaned against Song Yuhua's side. Seeing the rare appearance of this eldest lady, she suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world. She screamed, but Song Yuhua's face was so different. A little more shy.
"Which master is working in front of you?" While the three of them were joking, the Song Clan's big ship had already arrived at a battle battlefield. Two big ships on the river were fighting each other, but they blocked the way. " I wonder if I, Song Clan, Song Chu, can find a way out?"
This Song Chu must be an old man on this route. After asking loudly, the other party immediately responded. "It turns out to be the treasure ship of the Song Clan. Junior Jukun helped Yun Yu really meet Senior Song. I'm sorry for blocking the way of the Clan. Junior, please give way. Senior, please wait a moment."
The pleasant voice came from far away from the big ship ahead. It was neither humble nor arrogant, but it made people feel good.
"Then I will thank Master Yun." Seeing that the battle ahead had already come to an end, everyone in the Song Clan was not in a hurry, so they stopped on the boat and waited quietly.
After a while, the two large ships gave way to the waterway.
When passing the opponent's two large ships, Zhenzhen suddenly pulled Jianjun's sleeve: "Sir, is that girl the leader of the Yun gang?"
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"That's all you think about it." Looking at the figure that was very different from his impression and the original work, Sword Master nodded. But I felt that a line of sight had already been looking over.
"I can't believe it." Zhenzhen opened her eyes wide, as if she wanted to take a clear look at the woman opposite who, as a young girl, had already commanded a major force in the Yangtze River.
"Haha, what's unexpected about this? Isn't our Zhenzhen also a heroine with superb martial arts skills?" The two ships passed by, and the eyes directed at him had long been withdrawn, and the sword master did not take it seriously. There are many heroes in the world, and it is not necessary to get to know them all. Moreover, troubled times are coming, and sooner or later there will be a time to meet.
"Uncle Chu, how long do we have until we get to Yangzhou?" The chance encounter just now was long forgotten, but the young man became interested in the journey ahead.
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