"Haha... You don't have to be afraid, I won't harm you." Along with a laugh, a ball of white light slowly lit up. In the brilliance, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows, a kind but dignified face, slowly appeared.
Although Wan Dong had never seen this old man before, he felt a sense of reverence and even worship from his heart. It's as if this old man is the master of heaven and earth and the benefactor of all living things. This feeling is like the common people seeing God.
What kind of person can have such magnanimity? Wandong couldn't imagine it, but he was almost certain of one thing, that is, this old man was probably even more powerful than Ancestor Huangfu!
In front of him, Wandong didn't dare to do anything wrong. He quickly stood up and bowed three times, chanting, "Junior Wandong, pay my respects to senior!"
"Haha... No need, we are old acquaintances."
"Old acquaintance?" Wan Dong was slightly startled.
The old man smiled and said, "Well, that may not be accurate. You have never met me, but I have been paying attention to you for a long time."
"Have you been following me for a long time?" The doubts in Wandong's heart not only did not decrease, but actually became more.
The old man nodded lightly and said, "Yes! However, you will know the reason for this in the future, and I will not explain it to you here. Did the scenes you saw just now with the help of the Samsara Sword give you any insights?"
Recalling what he had just witnessed in the blood mirror, Wandong's mind suddenly became tense. He could no longer care about any doubts and shouted out loud, "Old senior, you just said that what this junior saw in the blood mirror Everything is not real, right?"
Wan Dong looked at the old man with a face full of expectation, and even held his breath. He was so nervous, he was afraid that it was all true! He needs comfort. This old man with mysterious origins but extremely powerful is obviously a good candidate!
The old man gently twirled his beard, pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Everything you saw is indeed not true, because it hasn't happened yet."
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Wan Dong felt relaxed, but after hearing the second half, he immediately became nervous again and asked in a nagging voice, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
"This sword of reincarnation is not only powerful, it also allows people to see the future..."
"Ah!? Senior, you mean... what I just saw is the future? No... no! I don't want such a future, I don't want it!" Wandong kept shaking his head and said, as if he was crazy.
The old man smiled and said, "Okay, the Sword of Reincarnation is in your hands. He can help you see the future, and it can also help you change the future! Young man, whether the disasters in the Three Realms can be resolved depends on you alone." Na!"
"On my own? Do I... do I have that much ability?"
Thinking of the thousand-foot-large blood skeleton in the blood mirror, Wan Dong suddenly felt guilty.
"Of course! As long as your heart is big and strong enough!"
"As long as my heart is big enough and strong enough..." Wan Dong murmured and kept repeating, trying to figure out the old man's words.
Seeing Wandong thoughtfully, the old man smiled and nodded, saying, "Young man, your time is running out, grow up and become stronger as quickly as possible!" With the old man's gentle voice, the old man's figure began to appear. Dissipate slowly.
Wan Dong suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted, "Senior, wait a minute, senior hasn't told me who the blood skeletons and those people in blood clothes are..."
Unfortunately, before Wandong finished speaking, the old man's figure had disappeared, and the entire Sword Tomb returned to deathly silence. Hundreds of famous ancient swords merged into one, turning into the tip of the Samsara Sword, making the sword tomb not only completely silent, but also quite dark.
But at this time, Wandong was all focused on the old man's words and didn't care about them.
Although the old man's words were profound, there were some inconsistencies. No matter how smart Wan Dong was, he would not be able to figure out the truth of the whole matter from the old man's words. Thinking about the pain in his brain, Wandong finally decided not to think about it anymore. Time will tell everything then!
Wan Dong once again set his sights on the 'Reincarnation Sword'. The more he looked at the complete Reincarnation Sword, the more he thought it was Wan Dong's intention. Compared with the Samsara Sword, the purple-gold divine weapons he had refined before were simply scrap metal.
Of course, this is not to say that Xuantian Mingshen's sword-making skills are rubbish, but because Wandong's cultivation is too shallow! As his cultivation improves, the quality of the swords he forges will also improve!
"Reincarnation Sword, haha... Your name is so domineering, let me see if your power is just as powerful!"
With a thought in his heart, Wandong held the hilt of the sword in his hand and performed the "Blood Massacre Thousand Miles" with ease! Immediately, the dazzling bloody sword light illuminated the entire sword tomb. Thousands of sword energies were raging all over the sky, and the buzzing sound was endless, shaking people's hearts!
Sure enough, as Wandong expected, using the complete Samsara Sword to perform 'Blood Massacre Thousand Miles', its power more than doubled! This level is simply comparable to Wandong's previous use of 'disappear in smoke' with all his strength.
Just when Wandong was overjoyed about this, his feet suddenly shook violently, and earth and rocks continued to fall on his head.
Wan Dong couldn't help but be surprised, "Could this sword tomb be destroyed by my sword?"
Wandong was a little skeptical at first, but when the vibrations became more and more intense, Wandong was finally convinced. With a start in his heart, the Samsara Sword in his hand unfolded again, firing out thousands of sword lights and hitting the wall closest to him.
The wall was pierced by the sword light in an instant, and before the sunlight could penetrate, Wandong's figure had already penetrated through like lightning.
When the sun shone on Wandong again, Wandong felt like he was a human being again! What he witnessed in the blood mirror, and the heavy shadows in his heart, also dissipated in the sunshine.
Boom!
There was a sudden loud noise behind him, and the rather spectacular sword tomb collapsed, turning into ruins. Perhaps the only reason for the existence of this sword tomb is for the tip of the Samsara Sword. Now that the sword tip is finally destined, the sword tomb naturally has no meaning in continuing to exist.
It’s just that the Wild Wind Sword Tomb, which had stood in the eternal wasteland for hundreds of years and was coveted by countless people, was turned into a ruin. If word spread, it would definitely cause great repercussions in the Taoist world.
Wandong frowned, and it seemed that he had to leave quickly to avoid getting into trouble!
"What's going on? The Storm Sword Tomb collapsed!?"
"That boy in front of you, stop!"
Unfortunately, things went against expectations. Just when Wandong was about to move, he heard a cry from a distance. Wan Dong was shocked and turned around to see a group of people rushing towards here like a fleeting glimpse of light.
Not only were there a large number of people in this team, but their cultivation levels were generally quite high, and there were even two powerful men from the divine realm who were holding the line. If Wandong ran away at this time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to escape.
Cursing secretly in his heart, Wandong hurriedly put the Samsara Sword into Yuan Mansion. Although the Samsara Sword is complete, it can still enter and exit Wandong's Yuan Mansion freely, which makes Wandong feel relieved. Otherwise, even those who covet the Sword of Samsara can make him live and die even if he is not guilty of harboring the jade!
"Where did the little thief come from? Get it for me!"
Accompanied by a sudden shout, a figure immediately came towards Wan Dong like a sharp arrow that was shot off its string.
Wandong narrowed his eyes, but he was only at the beginning of Tiange, so he would not be taken seriously by Wandong originally, but those two powerful men in the divine way made Wandong very afraid.
As soon as the junior monk of that day arrived, his right claw was like a steel structure, grabbing Wandong's shoulder. If it were another elementary level chakra, this shoulder would be useless with just this claw. Wan Dong snorted coldly in his heart, but shouted loudly in pain, and his face showed a look of pain and begging for mercy.
I think back then, when Wandong's cultivation was still very weak, he relied on his acting skills to earn a living. Although the business was a little rusty at this time, he still had no problem fooling people.
When Tiange first heard Wandong's cries of pain, he couldn't help but withdraw some of his strength.
"We are from the Lin family. Our young master has something to ask you. If you cooperate honestly, everything will be easy to discuss. Otherwise, today will be the day you die!"
"Lin family?" Wan Dong's heart moved. Isn't this a member of Lin Feng's family? Under the love of the house, Wan Dong also dissipated some hostility in his heart, and quickly nodded in agreement.
Wan Dong raised his head and looked curiously at the Lin family. The lineup was the same as that of the Heng family and the Ling family. They were all led by two powerful men from the Shinto realm, with a group of strong men from the Tiange realm as the backbone. A handsome-looking man was surrounded in the middle. The young master should be Lin Chengxu, the first-line disciple of this generation of the Lin family.
Wandong didn't know much about Lin Chengxu, and Lin Feng had never mentioned it to him. However, judging from the appearance alone, Lin Chengxu is indeed a talented person, unlike Ping Yijian, who can turn people off just by looking at him.
It's just a common problem among front-line disciples - arrogance. He is not immune to it. The eyes he looks at Wandong are full of disdain. No, it can't even be said to be disdain, but disregard. It was as if Wandong was just a wild dog and cat wandering on the roadside, not even qualified to let him take a look.
Lin Chengxu didn't bother to look at Wan Dong, and Wan Dong had no interest in him. Instead, his eyes were on the two powerful men in the Shinto realm behind Lin Chengxu, and they kept turning.
It seems that the power of the six second-grade families of the Dao Sect is really evenly matched, and it is difficult to distinguish Xuanyuan!
"Huh? He's only at the peak of the yellow race, and he dares to come here to make a living. This guy is very courageous!" A powerful man on the left side of Lin Chengxu looked at Wan Dong and suddenly said with a smile.
"The peak yellow species, me?"
Wandong's heart suddenly shook, and he subconsciously looked inside.
I saw that in my Yuan Mansion, the Tao Qi was full and vigorous, where was the peak of the yellow race? It is clearly the primary level of the Earth Chakra! (To be continued)