The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 62: I am a sword light
The clouds and mist have dispersed, the sun is shining on the green hills, and every mountain peak is clearly visible.
Shangdefeng is warmer.
The corpse dog no longer squinted his eyes, looking up at the falling sky, his eyes were also very warm.
The depths of the sword prison.
The shout of Master Tai Lu turned into a low and inaudible muttering to himself: "Is it one? Is this one?"
In that lonely cell, Xue Ji squatted on a bamboo chair, sensing the changes in the atmosphere of heaven and earth, was silent for a while, and let out a soft cry.
The light of Tianguang Peak is still the brightest, but the hole in the stele has become deeper.
The Yuan Gui under the stele slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, like the hole.
Fang Jingtian looked at the hole in the stele and said with emotion, "Master, you are right."
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On the old ruined temple.
The soles of Jing Jiu's feet left the ground, just like that.
At the time when he was in the Demon Suppression Prison, after he was trained into the Netherworld Immortal Sword with the help of the Emperor of the Underworld, he became much lighter and clearer than ordinary practitioners.
That's because of the turbid qi in his body being refined by the soul fire, the natural fairy will flutter.
He floated up at this time, but he was different from usual, more like an inhuman feeling, such as a flag in the wind and a sail on the sea.
Because he was still holding Nan Xi's hand, his body floated up, and he was horizontally in the air, with his right hand aimed at Nan Xi's body.
In the Guocheng Temple, his right hand was seriously injured by the sea-crossing monk. After that, he searched for whetstones all over Chaotian Continent, and it took a year to heal it.
Now his right hand has fully recovered and is sharper than before.
He is also very familiar with this posture, whether it is at the bottom of the cold mountain or when burrowing in other places, he flies like this.
It was to sharpen the sword and to get used to it in advance.
Perhaps he had thought of today by then.
Looking at the floating Jing Jiu, Nan Xi's eyes showed a strong sense of vigilance.
But even the thought that it was too late appeared in his mind, so Jing Jiu flew out.
With a buzzing sound, Jing Jiu disappeared from where he was, not knowing where he went.
Nan Xi looked down at his body and found that there was a big hole in it.
There is nothingness in the cave, just like the round window of the meditation room in Sanqian Temple, you can see all things in the world in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Nan Xi vaguely understood something.
The white cat squatted in the grass and stared at him, eyes full of sympathy and cruelty.
Nan Wang flew out of the cliff cave, and was about to continue fighting, when he suddenly found that the other party had become the ghost now, and he couldn't help being stunned. He even forgot to say swear words.
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Jing Jiu is flying.
He has never flew so fast, no matter when he is driving the sword, or when he is using the Netherworld Immortal Sword, whether it is in the past or the present life.
All the pictures on the ground have turned into lines of various colors and quickly swept back.
He vaguely felt that even Firth was not as fast as he was at this time.
This is not an accurate calculation and judgment, because at this time he has entered a state of non-things and non-self, Dao Xin is empty but chaotic.
What's peculiar is that in this state, he can see the reality of heaven and earth from those colorful lines.
The cyan lines should be the green mountains and the red lines should be the walls of the Baotong Temple, and it is also good for the hot pot in Zhoucheng.
The occasional star spot and white mark may be a mandarin duck pot that is rarely seen in Yizhou City.
Then he saw a blue.
Blue everywhere.
The sea and the sky are the same color.
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The West Sea and the blue sky are the same color.
Liu Ci stood between the sky and the sea, holding the scabbard in his left hand, and pulling out the invisible sword with his right hand.
After the sound of the sword sound, it ceased to cut off, making a continuous and endless rubbing sound.
I don't know if this is being sheathed or unsheathed.
Countless sword intents between heaven and earth converge towards him, and the core is his right hand.
His figure is extremely tall in the light, like a god, more like a giant who wants to slash the **** under the sword.
Nan Xi's body suddenly faded.
Xihai Sword God suddenly raised his head and stretched his fingers forward.
The Twelve-Layered Sword was called back, and with a crisp sound, it broke into twelve pieces.
The broken blade, like a severed pagoda, surrounds him, forming an extremely strong barrier.
Liu's words fall to the sword!
There is no wind in the sky, like frozen ice, and the sea is calm, like a dark ancient mirror.
This kind of absolute silence gives people a strong sense of tearing, and the sky and the sea seem to be drifting away.
As the sword fell, heaven and earth seemed to be separated.
Everyone felt it, but it was too late to react, or dared to react.
Hundreds of Qingshan Flying Swords bowed their heads slightly, expressing their surrender, but Buer Sword did not do it, as if they wanted to express what they meant.
Mr. Bai suddenly turned his head and looked to the south with a different color on his face.
Bu Qiuxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling the fear coming from the dragon's tail inkstone.
What kind of sword is it here?
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As soon as the sword light appeared on the horizon, Nan Chi moved.
He disappeared from where he was.
There seemed to be five clouds of smoke and dust in the blue sky at the same time, each of which was several miles apart.
In just an instant, he went into the sky very high.
He didn't even dare to take the sword head-on and flee!
A moment ago, the sword light was still in the sky.
The next moment, that sword light came to Xihai.
The surface of the sea is illuminated, as if the sun is rising again.
The breath of the sword is very ordinary, not cold, not lonely, no killing intent, and no other smell, like a flying sword that can be seen everywhere, extremely simple.
Only characters such as Nan Xi and Bai Zhenren will find that this simple reality is extremely complex and indifferent, as is the so-called anti-simple return to reality.
The sword light passed through the place where Nan Hui was originally, and continued to move forward.
Xihai Sword God stood in the sky there.
He has been adjusted to his peak state, and he does not hesitate to face the sword light.
There are countless tidal waves on the sea...and then it calms down instantly.
Jianguang didn't stop, so he flew over.
In the cracking sound, all the twelve heavy swords shattered.
Xihai Sword God rushed out a burst of blood, facing the sky, floating towards the sea.
A great creature at the top of the sky was seriously injured by a sword!
The target of that sword light is not yet him, it's just passing by!
The people who saw this scene were shocked and speechless, even Bai Zhenren felt a deep chill.
The sword light hit the Fei Xihai Sword God, but didn't stop, even the speed didn't even slow down at all, and it continued to kill forward.
The sky is illuminated brightly.
The disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect fell into the sea one after another, but in an instant they did not know how many deaths and injuries were.
The sword light suddenly entered the sea, then flew up again, disappeared from people's eyes, and went to the sky above.
After a while, there was a low and painful wailing deep in the bottom of the sea.
The huge black shadow is slowly disintegrating.
The sea water is gradually being dyed red.
Nan Chi had already avoided the sky at this time.
The sword light chased it.
Countless eyes looked over.
After a few breaths, countless traces appeared in the sky.
Nanxue is ahead, and Jianguang is behind.
The speed that Nan Qi showed was beyond the realm of the practitioners' imagination.
But he still can't get rid of this sword.
Those traces are getting faint.
It shows that Nan Chi and the sword light are getting farther and farther away from the ground.
Until I can't see it again.
But no one looked back, still looking up at the sky.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly it rained in the sky.
People know that Nan Xi is dead.
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In the barren mountains.
Nanji looked at the surrounding mountains and plains.
The ruined temple, the black coffin and the stones have all turned into the finest powder.
It was cut out by his two swords and Jing Jiu.
Flowers, trees, cliffs, rocks, water vapor are all mixed together, and they can't be separated anymore.
Nan Chi understands the truth.
Is this one of all things?
He thought silently, then closed his eyes.
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West Sea.
Jing Jiu and Nan Xi are in the virtual realm, standing tens of feet apart.
Excluding the grievances between Qingshan and Kirishima, looking at the history of Chaotian Continent, they are the closest two people in terms of kendo.
In the last time, they had a dialogue of divine consciousness.
Jing Jiu asked: "Are you still you now?"
Nan Qi's pale face was slightly worried~IndoMTL.com~replied: "Of course I am me."
Jing Jiu asked, "Then who is he?"
Nan Xi said: "He is him."
Jing Jiu said: "It's reasonable."
Nan Xi asked, "Who are you? All things are one?"
Jing Jiu said: "I am Jingyang."
Nan Chi understood, and looked at him with emotion: "What a peerless sword, what a peerless person."
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Qingshan has a sword that he has always wanted to see but dared not see.
There is also someone he has always wanted to meet but dare not meet.
We have seen Nan Xi today, and it's time to go back.
His body dissipated into countless spots of light, just scattered.
This is true of all things in the sky, not to mention that he is the body of a sword ghost.
Jing Jiu's gaze fell downward following the light spots.
Those light spots crossed the virtual realm, dyed with some water vapor, and then turned into water droplets, and gradually gathered into rain and fell.
Those raindrops fell on the sea without splashing any waves.
The surface of the sea stained red with whale blood is still so calm.
Thousands of things, that's it.
Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu sighed with rare emotion, and said: "Fengping I, the waves will be peaceful forever."
He forgot that this is a virtual world, there is no air, and naturally there is no sound.
The world is quiet.
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(Xihai’s round has been over half of the game. I wrote the detailed outline for this paragraph. I calculated it yesterday and added revisions. I’m afraid it’s more than 60,000 characters. Fortunately, the effect is shown in the end. It's what I want, I hope you all like it too.)
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