Ask the Mirror Chapter 22: Qingshan crosses the sea and breaks the barrier with sword (16)
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The sound of the sword roared again. This sound was not the roar of the sword, but the roar of Xuanhuang's nascent consciousness.
Yu Ci used his mind as a sword to resist the calamity fire, also to arouse the power of the Xuanhuang Killing Sword. Based on his previous experience, he was ready to use his force. However, this time it was as easy as the previous ones. Ten days of difficulty and stagnation, it can even be said that since meeting Xuanhuang, he has never been able to control it so smoothly.
However, in the next moment, all doubts and distracting thoughts disappeared before the high-spirited sword intent.
Similarly destroyed are those memories that may come from the various eras that Dixuanhuang Sword has experienced.
From the perspective of a living being, this may be a valuable asset, but for now, these memories are just a demonic obstacle that obscures the essence of its sword intent.
The sword is a murderous weapon. It was created for the purpose of destruction and has no other intention.
Before such a pure intention of destruction, any thoughts that have nothing to do with the sword have no possibility of existence. They can only settle down, waiting to be discovered again.
Because it is pure, it is light and agile.
Yu Ci's purified thoughts of differentiation, together with Xuanhuang's nascent consciousness, were not hindered. When the three yang tribulation fires came, they naturally flourished. Xuanhuang's killing sword, which had been suppressed by Cishan, had little effect. The main body suddenly shook and magically disappeared.
The three-yang calamity fire came, and the green, white, and red flames opened a long gap with a hiss, and the burning force was stagnant.
At this time, there was a clear and muffled sound, coming slowly.
Let the heat wave roar in the lava lake, and the demonic shadows roiling under the blood flag, this soft voice that is intermittent and continuous like strands lingers in his ears.
Hearing this sound suddenly, everyone around, whether it was Shao Changping, Luo Yuniang or other immortals, or masters of calamity techniques such as Patriarch Gu Liang, were all moved. They were attracted by this clear voice, but it was only for a short time.
Although Patriarch Guliang was affected, it was only minimally affected. Instead, he instinctively slapped the pavilion on the ground, and the Lihun Cauldron's sky-reaching magic power was about to be activated again.
But at this time, another soft sound emerged, connected end to end with the previous one, as if a round filament was thrown in the void. It felt like just a slight turn, and the rushing mana of the Soul Lifting Cauldron turned out to be a Suffocate.
The next step is the third turn.
Guliang Patriarch felt that the energy seeds blessed on the Demon Mansion’s spirit flag were a little floating, and the shoreless power of chaos that he had controlled was actually found by Qingyin and hooked up with him. Root feet.
Then came the fourth, fifth, and sixth turns. With each turn, the clear sound became louder and more elusive, making people wonder whether it was still ringing or not. Is it a lingering sound, or is it simply ringing in their minds?
On the demon mansion's spiritual flag, Wu'an's projected image was struggling a lot. Although it was not hit directly, it looked extremely uncomfortable.
At this time, Patriarch Guliang's mind was completely clear. When his opponent was huddled in that small area, his mind was temporarily unable to penetrate, but when he pulled out this wonderful sword intention, he had A vague feeling.
To achieve your goal, this is your last chance!
His eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, emitting electric light, and a "hissing" explosion exploded in the air. At the same time, another soul-departing divine sound was forced out, Taotie, The clones of the two divine beasts, Suanni, unexpectedly materialized themselves again, and they rose a hundred feet, as majestic as a mountain. They roared and roared, and jumped into the lava lake under the tripod cover.
At this time, the seventh turn of clear sound strands flowed out calmly. From this turn on, the immortal immortals on the edge of the cauldron were shocked and felt a chill, as if they were cracked. The glacier is slowly pressing down beneath the thousands of miles of strata.
For a moment, people even thought there was a sharp weapon on their necks.
There is no doubt that this is the kind of pressure that only immortals of the same level as them can exert.
If it were a normal situation, facing such hostility, I would probably open a "hunting ground" immediately and compete with the opponent in order to get rid of this uncomfortable feeling like a maggot attached to the bone.
But right now, no one can move lightly, they can only frown and endure.
It was precisely because of this feeling that they finally discovered each other's base. This sword...
"The Twelve Jade Towers' Voice from Heaven!"
Qu Cheng's voice sounded from behind. This elder of the Tiandu Sect had already covered up his slickness, and his eyes were like diffused ink, so dark that it was difficult to distinguish his true identity.
His words also caused Shao Changping and others to fall silent for a while: On the Twelve Jade Towers of Jianxuan!
Almost in sync with their heartbeats, the huge Soul-Living Cauldron's lid suddenly shook. Although it was not as shocking as when it jumped up just now, under the sharp eyes of all the real people, one could see that the tripod's lid A certain area near the center has been slightly deformed compared to the original.
Close
Also there, the originally integrated cauldron cover seemed to have opened air holes, and azure flames came out, and then blazing white and dark red colors continued up, forming a jet of water that was more than ten feet high. Flames, and the invisible tail of flames shot out to an unknown height.
Now everyone recognizes it: Three Yang Tribulation Fire!
The Three Yang Tribulation Fire, which had been blocked thousands of miles above the ground, just spurted out!
The pressure from the will of the laws of heaven and earth makes everyone who is still far away can't help but lean back slightly, for fear of being burned, but the unique energy that accompanies it makes people change their color, and Xu Chang, who is slightly less focused, Strange scream:
"Destroy the robbery!"
On the top of the cauldron, when the chaos appeared, Yu Ci's mind relaxed and stretched naturally. The body of the clone that had been atomized for a long time showed no signs of change, but he seemed to be really holding the Xuanhuang Killing Sword and facing the fire of calamity. .
In that pure lightness of wonder, the sword light circled, turning seven times in an instant.
At this point, Yu Ci’s spiritual will was stagnant.
This is his limit - Yu Ci borrowed the Jade God Cave Spirit Seal, combined it with the Xuanwu Star, and used the level of a real person to attract the magical power of Pingtian Feixian's Sword Intention, but it was only the seventh transformation.
Even so, after seven turns, immortality can also be obtained.
Under the supernatural power of the Supreme Sword Intent, the three yang tribulation fires that were previously blazing were chaotic and difficult to gather. Those that burned into Xuanhuang's newly born consciousness were annihilated in an instant, and those slightly peripheral were also forced by the Sword Intent. He had to rush upwards, and finally penetrated directly through the cauldron lid, which surprised the people above.
The retreat of the Sanyang Tribulation Fire made Yu Ci breathe a sigh of relief. Even though the Twelve Jade Towers' heavenly voice was good, it could not eradicate the calamity for the time being. He had to find another way to break through first and then plan later.
Just as he was about to activate it, he suddenly discovered that his divine will was flowing and not obeying his control.
It's like being sucked into a turbulent current, involuntarily... Well, it's more like being tied to a kite, rising straight up!
This thought only flashed and was wiped out. At this time, Yu Ci, whether voluntarily or involuntarily, had once again entered the state of pure lightness. He entered so quickly that he was in a trance.
At this moment, the Xuanhuang Killing Sword whispered, but this time it vibrated from the inside out, everywhere. The already empty sword became even more elusive, and the flowing sword intention seemed to cut through a layer of Light gauze, after an almost imperceptible slight blockage——
Revolution eight has been completed.
Yu Ci's thoughts were turbulent. He simply observed the mysterious sword intention of the eighth turn of the Twelve Jade Tower Tianwaiyin at the closest distance. The gain was immeasurable.
The slightly dazed consciousness also became clear.
There is no doubt that this is Xuanhuang!
The previous seven turns of the Twelve Jade Towers' Heavenly Sounds were displayed by Yu Ci to the best of his ability with his swordsmanship and magical powers, with the purpose of leading Xuanhuang through the tribulation.
Xuanhuang's newborn consciousness has been purified, and all the memories from the ten kalpas since his birth have been precipitated, and the blood-killing energy has been swallowed up by Wu An. Yu Ci's move also made Xuanhuang's consciousness clear. The gifted "Shangzhen Nine Heavens Flying Immortal Sword Sutra" is a process of sending it back to Xuanhuang.
Little did they know that the imprint of this Supreme Sword Sutra in the Xuanhuang Killing Sword was extremely profound. The seven turns of the sword intention brought by Yu Ci was equivalent to carving out a road leading to the imprint.
A "Shangzhen Jiuxiao Flying Immortal Sword Sutra" can be said to be the foundation of the enlightenment of thousands of sword immortals in the past generations of Jianxuan.
So from this moment on, Xuanhuang's nascent consciousness finally reversed the situation. The mark imprinted deep into the sword drove it, and also Yu Ci, along the path of the first seven turns, all the way up.
All his thoughts were just a flash of lightning, and then Yu Ci was attracted by the mystery of the eight-turn sword intent, and his mind could not help but spiral up.
After the eighth turn of sword intent, the purity and sophistication are beyond the limits of the lava lake, the soul-living cauldron, and even the thousand-mile stratum. What's more, above the nine sky, four days are running parallel, and three suns are burning, and I think about it all the time. Obliterate the nascent consciousness of Xuanhuang Killing Sword.
Under the influence of doom, which party can give up?
The main body of the Xuanhuang Killing Sword has not moved, but the pure and ethereal sword intention has surged forward, following the momentum of the calamity fire and counterattacking.
Yu Ci's clone's consciousness was shaken, and for the first time he distanced himself from Xuanhuang's consciousness. This was because his cultivation realm could no longer keep up with the Feixian Sword Intent.
But at this time, he had a deeper understanding of the foundation of the sword's will and the law of Ying Jie.
How about holding a sword to deal with the calamity?
Answer: Let him rob him and cut him with one sword!
This is not only Yu Ci's induction, but also the peerless swordsman who has held the Xuanhuang Killing Sword and dominated the world, and even derived the "Shangzhen Nine Heavens Flying Immortal Sword Sutra", the first sword sutra in the real world. Sword Immortals, the neat and only answer!
Yu Ci's thoughts were thrown up suddenly, like an ice needle thrown into the boundless blue sky. It was tiny and fragile, and could disintegrate at any time.
But his connection with Xuanhuang’s consciousness is still intact!
At this moment, the eight turns were completed, and they were connected end to end without any stagnation. In the middle of the circle, the ninth turn of Tianwaiyin came!
There seemed to be a strange sound of "waves" lingering in my ears.
Yu Ci's thoughts were inexplicably light, like a person who has been drowning for a long time, struggling to emerge from the deep water, breathing the first breath of fresh air, feeling relieved.