Baizhanghai, Ding Yaoshan.
The sky was dark, and in the surging clouds and mists, lightning moved like a mad snake. The densely packed monsters and monks were fighting in the air, and their limbs and blood were constantly sprayed, as if blood rained down, dyeing the broken mountains and rivers red.
At the foot of Dingyao Mountain, Jingyue woke up from a coma. He smelled a strong pungent stench and found himself lying in a pool of blood.
Jingyue got up and looked around. There were piles of corpses everywhere, including monks, and more monsters.
This is where
Jingyue stood blankly, the wind blew his robes, and blood droplets fell on his body. Apart from him, there was no living creature here.
Could it be another fantasy? What about Yan Zhi? What about jiji? Why are they all gone
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, it was...
Jing Yue came to a certain corpse in a flash, his eyes were full of shock - Zixiao Palace, Mo Lianhai? !
How is he? Zixiao Palace was destroyed when it wasn't a demon calamity? Mo Lianhai, the ancestor who had returned to the virtual period, also fell during the decisive battle!
"Boom-"
A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and white light shone on Jing Yue's stunned face. He saw the dead bodies of the Taixu Sect, the Haotian Dao Sect, and even the Demon Dao Xuesha Sect. These people had crossed paths with him before. But they all sleep forever, and even the soul no longer exists.
Demon Tribulation and Troubled World... Eight thousand years ago...
Here is the Seven Square Realm!
For a lifetime of consciousness, his body immediately burst out with surging power, and the ground under his feet was frozen, spreading little by little to the surroundings, and in the blink of an eye, it was frozen for thousands of miles.
Jing Yue lowered his head and looked at his fair hands, as well as the dark blue robe, which was a defense robe of immortal rank, which was made by someone after he was promoted to transcend the calamity.
"Canglan!"
A brilliant flying sword floated in the air, circled him intimately, and then slowly stopped at his feet.
Jing Yue stepped on the flying sword, rose up with the sword, and went straight to the top of Ding Yao Mountain!
At the top of the mountain, the twelve great monks were besieging a giant monster, and there were seven half-sacred monsters beside the giant monster.
The Qiankun Great Array composed of twelve great powers has many changes in the formation, and one person casts spells, like ten thousand spells. At this time, they all sacrificed their most powerful mana, trying their best to snatch the heaven and earth fortune, and compete with the demon clan for a chance!
The sky was full of brilliance, and a monk and a half-sage of the demon race perished together, and there was no spiritual flesh.
Jingyue, who had just come up, recognized at a glance that the cultivator was the ancestor of Hexuan, the ancestor of Ghost Fuzong, who had fought fiercely with him in the wild for 9981 days, and blasted the entire wilderness into ruins. After Hexuan lost to him, he regarded Han Yunzong as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh, and he had ruthlessly pitted him in the secret realm of the Middle Ages. He Xuan had to change his attitude until he succeeded in transcending the calamity.
The relationship between the two is not a blood feud, but the relationship is very bad. After Jing Yue was reborn, he learned from the records of later generations that He Xuan died in the demon robbery, and he still gloated at the misfortune, but when he actually saw this scene, he was not happy at all, only sad and solemn.
As soon as He Xuan died, the Qiankun Great Array was lacking, and the demon clan seized the opportunity to attack the weakest part of the formation.
A white tiger with a high mountain opened its bloody mouth and bit off the left shoulder of a young monk. The latter also cut off his claws with a long knife condensed from spiritual power.
Jing Yue's pupils shrank, that was his eldest apprentice - Yi Nian!
He immediately wanted to rush up, but was isolated by an invisible barrier. No matter how he cast a spell, he couldn't break through. He could only watch the White Tiger Half-Saint beheaded with a single thought, and then died under the demon's claws.
"One thought!!!"
Jing Yue felt a great pain in his heart, but no one could hear his voice and no one knew his existence.
The few records recorded in later generations are simply not enough to describe the one ten thousandth of the present!
The heaven and the earth shook, the Dingyao Mountain continued to collapse, the wind and waves surged from the Baizhang sea, and even the heavens and stars were dimmed, as if the heaven and the earth were falling.
In the billowing smoke, the great powers fell one by one, the half-sages of the demon race were beheaded, and there were roars of death everywhere.
In the end, a phantom of a giant sword rose in the sky. The phantom looked simple and dull, but the sword energy contained in it made all the magic weapons and immortals on Dingyao Mountain surrender. Even the Canglan Sword in Jingyue's hand was photographed on the giant sword. The power kept shaking.
- Artifact!
Jingyue's whole person was frozen into a stone, and the artifact in the Bipolar Continent has become a legend, and the phantom body is definitely not the qualification of the artifact! Then there is only one possibility left. The sword soul in the sword is extremely powerful, it has surpassed the restrictions of the law, and is conferred a god with the power of one soul!
He stared blankly at the sword shadow piercing the demon saint's head with an unstoppable force. It was the most perfect sword under the Nine Heavens. .
A crack was finally torn open in the sky, and a line of Jiutian evil spirits appeared, but it also melted under the sword light. The giant sword split into three white rays of light, rushing into the gap in the Nine Heavens at the speed of a star, sealing the crack that was slowly expanding.
The sky was white, and all the demons on the earth were slaughtered.
When everything was quiet, the sky suddenly began to snow, as if trying to use the purest and purest snowflakes to purify the blood and evil on this continent.
In the flying snow, Jing Yue saw a white-haired monk kneeling on one knee, supporting his body with one hand. The man struggled to straighten his back, straighten his spine, and keep himself from falling.
The cultivator came from the Cold Cloud Sect and was the second direct disciple of Jing Yuan Daozu.
"I forgot..."
Jing Yue stretched out his hand, but he could only touch the invisible barrier blocking him, but the other party seemed to be sensing something, slightly tilted his head, and looked in his direction.
The silent eyes looked at him, and there was no shadow of him in the pupils, nor the world.
But Jingyue somehow felt that he forgot to know that he was there.
He saw a smile with nostalgia and gratitude in Yiwang's eyes, and then gradually lost its luster, leaving only silence.
Snowflakes fluttered and fell on Yi Wang's body, and the other party did not move any more, solidifying into a cold statue.
Jingyue stood there for a long time, until the battlefield was cleaned, and Dingyao Mountain was sealed by the human monks headed by Sanjie Temple. Then, he felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to change, and the fate of heaven and earth was tilted towards the human race again.
He saw the growth of spiritual energy, the awakening of all things, the collapse of ruined sects, and the rise of new forces one by one.
Jing Yue's spirit seems to be connected with the laws of heaven, and he can know the world's affairs at the moment of his mind. He has seen everything from nothing to existence, from death to life.
He didn't know that his consciousness was gradually being swallowed and dissolved by the Great Dao. If this continued, one day "Jingyue" would completely disappear and be completely integrated into the Three Thousand Great Dao.
Suddenly, a drop of rain fell on his face, and Jing Yue was shocked.
His misty eyes suddenly became clear, and there was a trace of ridicule, and he sneered: "I was almost deceived by you."
As soon as the voice fell, the world distorted and returned to reality.
The magnified hairy face in front of him almost made Jing Yue think that he was in another world again. He took a closer look and said, "It's Jiji."
In another blink of an eye, Qin Yanzhi was kneeling beside him, with red eyes and tears on his face.
"..." Although Jingyue had seen Qin Yanzhi cry, but that was when he was a child! Now Qin Yanzhi has an adult face, and the degree of horror has more than doubled.
"Jingjing, you're finally awake!" Lan Feng rushed over directly, as if to compete with Qin Yanzhi, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Jing Yue was speechless, he just fainted, as for everyone looking like a concubine in mourning
No wonder it rains in the fantasy, most of which are the tears of Qin Yanzhi and Jiji.
He sat up and was about to reassure him when Qin Yanzhi hugged him abruptly and shouted aggrievedly, "Brother!"
Jingyue: "..."
Soon, he felt wet on his shoulders, which made him feel uncomfortable, and hurriedly said: "You are all twenty years old, why are you still crying?"
Qin Yanzhi said with a weeping voice, "It's not twenty, I'm twenty-three."
Jing Yue: ? ? What's the meaning
Qin Yanzhi: "Brother, you have slept for three years, you know? I'm really scared..."
He hid the second half of the sentence and only hugged Jing Yue tighter, as if he was about to embed himself in his body.
Jing Yue: "...Three years?"
Well, he finally knew why one person and one phoenix behaved like this. It took him three years to get out of the illusion
Jing Yue suddenly felt guilty, and the hand that was supposed to be pulled away from Qin Yanzhi was changed to patting him on the back, and reassuringly said, "It's okay, I just fell into an illusion like you, and it took a long time."
Fortunately, Qin Yanzhi was crying, but he was still able to restrain his emotions, calmed down slowly, and let go of Jingyue.
Jingyue had time to look around, and found that they were floating in the air, and it could not be said to be floating, but there was no landing point under their feet, like an endless abyss. On the top of the head is a sea of stars, the brightest and largest star hanging in the center, and hundreds of millions of stars are bright and dark, so close that you can reach out and touch.
In his entire life, there were really two stars turned into beads of light surrounding him, and one of them was the brightest one!
what happened? Jing Yue looked at Qin Yanzhi, but the other party was also at a loss.
"Speaking of which, if the last corridor is the sixth floor of the Six-round Secret Realm, then we have already completed the secret realm." Jing Yue suddenly thought: "I have gained something in the previous few times, but there seems to be nothing on the sixth floor?"
Qin Yanzhi nodded, "We came out of the corridor at the same time you fainted, and then we got here, there really was nothing."
Jing Yue was perplexed, "Then where exactly is this place? Are you still in the six-round secret realm?"
At this time, Lan Feng said weakly, "Jingjing, Jiji has a bold idea."
Jing Yue: "You say it."
Lan Feng immediately raised her chest, "Jiji suspects that this is a passage to all realms."
"Wanjie... What did you say?!" Jing Yue's eyes flashed with surprise. Others may not know the Wanjie channel, but he once learned from the ancient secret realm that the Wanjie channel is the most wonderful existence in the nine heavens. It can be linked together. All the worlds within one universe, each star above the head represents a world!
No wonder! It is no wonder that two stars will fall. The brightest represents the Qifang Realm. As the main world in a universe, it is also the main star in the channel of all realms. The other one should be the Haotian Realm. Both of these worlds have a causal relationship with him!
Jingyue was instantly ecstatic, he had a strong premonition, this is indeed the passage of Myriad Realms that only exists in the legend!
It turned out that this was the real gain of the sixth floor!
"Brother, what did you find?" Qin Yanzhi noticed the change in Jing Yue's expression and asked curiously.
"I..." Jing Yue was so excited that his throat became hoarse, he cleared his throat, "I think I have found a way to go back to my hometown."
"Your hometown?" Qin Yanzhi's eyes lit up. He had listened to Jingyue's stories about the big world since he was a child, and he had always yearned for it, "Can we really go?"
Jingyue: "As long as this place is the passageway to all worlds, it will be fine."
Here, there are no restrictions on the laws of the world, and he can easily hook up with the Seven Square Realms, which means that they can return at any time!
Lan Feng also said excitedly: "Then Jingjing, don't wait any longer! Jiji hasn't watched a movie or a storybook for a long time, it's super boring in the Haotian world, and also, the spirit beasts on Baiwu Peak must be crazy about it. Squeak!"
Jing Yue couldn't help laughing, "Okay, let's go back."
However, before he left, he had one more thing to do.
Jing Yue closed his eyes and tried to hook up with the little star. Soon, he sensed Haotian Realm. Jing Yue quickly forced a little blood to approach the little star, but felt a strong repelling. His fingers changed and adjusted. The spiritual power in the body is running, and the thirty-three-day delimiting spell is used.
The sense of rejection gradually disappeared, the surrounding spiritual energy boiled, and all the stars in the sky dimmed overnight.
Jing Yue's face turned pale, and he forced the blood of his heart again. This time, the blood of his heart was successfully integrated into Xiaoxing, and the little star that had been spinning all the time stopped quietly in front of Jingyue.
He stretched out his hand and held Xiaoxing.
At that moment, the stars in the sky were bright, and Jing Yue felt that he and the laws of the Haotian Realm communicated with each other, as if he was in control of this world. As long as your mind moves, you can perceive what is happening in the small world every moment, you can know everyone's thoughts, and you can see everyone's horizons.
"I want a spiritual vein to grow under Feihua Mountain."
A word is the law.
Feihua Mountain suddenly moved, and the majestic spiritual energy overflowed from the surface. The Taoist Tianluo who was studying the talisman rushed out of the room. After a while, he looked up and laughed wildly, "Lingmai! It's actually a long spiritual vein! Heaven's Dao Qi is all in my Xiaohan Yunzong!"
"I want to open a door in the middle of the Inner Sea, which can communicate with any world I am in, and is only controlled by my spiritual consciousness."
One thought is the rule.
A huge vortex suddenly appeared in the center of the inner sea, and a stone gate rose out of thin air in the vortex, standing quietly on the sea.
Many disciples of Tianshui Temple rushed to the main hall, each with a panicked expression, "Master! The inner sea has changed!"
Dry Fairy said anxiously: "What happened?"
Everyone is dazed, and can only hear the crazy roar of the giant waves.
"I want the Haotian Realm to break through the restrictions of the Purple Palace—"
This time, Jingyue's consciousness suffered a sharp pain, and he almost cut off the connection with the law of the Clear Sky Realm, and the whole small realm was shaking violently, so he hurriedly shut up.
It seems that he can only control the law, but he cannot escape the law, otherwise, the Clear Sky Realm will collapse.
Jing Yue collected his spiritual power, and seeing Qin Yanzhi staring at him curiously, he said, "If you want to come back in the future, we can come back at any time."
After all, he let go of Xiaoxing, Xiaoxing touched him intimately, and flew back into the air.
On Jing Yue's palm, a red mole appeared.
Just when Jingyue was planning to hook up with the great world, he saw the sword in Qin Yanzhi's hand from the corner of his eye, and a sudden flash of inspiration reminded him of a legend.
- The passage of all worlds, not only can connect the world, it can also lead to another mysterious place in the universe.
Jingyue's eyes moved to Qin Yanzhi, but he was thinking of another face with wounds.
"Master, is there really a Void Sword Tomb in this universe?" Yi Wang asked him at the top of Baiwu Peak.
At that time, Jingyue replied that he did not know, but there was a record in the secret realm of the Middle Ages. The Void Sword Tomb is the tomb of the sword. All swords in the ten universes that gave birth to sword souls will eventually return to the sword tomb and sleep, and the passage to the world is the only way to The place of the Void Sword Tomb.
The Void Sword Tomb is not restricted by the laws of any realm in the universe. There, there are only swords.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Qin Yanzhi interrupted his memory, Jing Yue said: "Now, there are two options. One, you and me go back to the Seven Square Realm; the other, there is an unknown place that may be dangerous, but there may be your chance."
Qin Yanzhi: "What chance?"
Jing Yue: "Sword."
He told the legend of the Void Sword Tomb, and Qin Yanzhi said: "If the Sword Tomb really exists, then I must go."
Jing Yue's eyes flickered slightly. On Bai Wu Peak, Yi Wang also answered the same, word for word.
"In that case, let's try."
Jing Yue slowly closed his eyes and said silently, if he forgets, maybe Master can still see your sword.
He began to meditate, and according to the description of the ancient books he had read, a world with only swords on one side was constructed in his mind.
One handle, two handle, three handle...
Thousands.
absolutely…
The later, the greater the burden of his spiritual consciousness, but fortunately, his spiritual consciousness is not bound in the passage of ten thousand worlds, and can even be separated from the physical body and completely controlled.
For eighty-one days, Jing Yue remained motionless.
His face had lost its color, his black hair was wet with sweat, and he looked very difficult.
Qin Yanzhi and Lan Feng waited anxiously, but they didn't dare to disturb, fearing that something might go wrong, so they could only keep an eye on Jing Yue's every move to prevent accidents.
Suddenly, Qin Yanzhi's body froze, and the mother and son swords he was carrying kept shivering. Then, he saw Jing Yue's body gradually weakening, and hurriedly shouted, "Brother!"
Jing Yue opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to him, "Hold me tight."
Lan Feng also quickly jumped into Jing Yue's arms, his wings and claws hanging firmly on him.
After a while, they disappeared in place, and the Myriad Realms Passage returned to its original tranquility.
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The vast and boundless mountains are filled with billions of swords.
There are very few swords that give birth to sword souls in the Seven Square Realms, but the laws of each world are different. There are trillions of worlds and trillions of time and space in the ten universes. Therefore, the swords in the Void Sword Tomb have no end at a glance.
These swords are all half-inserted into the sword rock. The so-called sword rock is not a stone, but a rock-like metal that was turned into after the death of the earlier sword soul.
Some swords already have a physical body, while others are still phantoms.
The former, the sword soul has awakened, only to be taken away by the destined person, the latter is still in a deep sleep.
As soon as Qin Yanzhi entered the sword tomb, he felt that there was something here that attracted him, so strong that he couldn't help but go deeper.
Jing Yue noticed his abnormality and asked, "But there is a sense?"
Qin Yanzhi nodded and did not speak, and he could not describe the mysterious feeling in his heart.
Jing Yue: "It is said that in the Middle Ages, this place used to be a paradise for ancient cultivators. Many almighty immortals came here to get their swords, but now, the swords here are hard to wait for their masters."
"That's why there are so many sword rocks?"
Qin Yanzhi had already heard Jing Yue mention that if the sword soul wakes up but cannot leave the sword mound for a long time, the sword soul will eventually perish, and the sword body will turn into a sword rock to support other swords.
Jing Yue sighed. He looked at the swords all over the place and wondered if the sword that Yi Wang used at the time was still there
In the big world of this side, Jing Yue also sighed. What he was thinking of was the Canglan Sword in his previous life. If the Canglan Sword had condensed into the sword soul, it should also be in the sword tomb at this time. can find each other.
The little Canglan Sword beside him sensed his emotions and poked him a little unhappily.
Jing Yue smiled comfortably, "You are equally important."
Only then did Xiao Canglanjian happily fly onto Jingyue's knee, obediently not moving.
Qin Yanzhi watched this scene quietly, he knew that Xiao Canglan Sword had given birth to sword knowledge under Jingyue's years of care, and it was much more lively than before.
It has been more than ten years since he fell into the secret realm, and he has recovered the cultivation base of Zifu, and Jingyue has also cultivated from the middle stage of foundation establishment to the upper stage of foundation establishment. When "he and me" return one day, if they can integrate with "self", maybe the cultivation of the two will be greatly improved, and then they will be able to leave here.
Qin Yanzhi was looking forward to it, but there was an inexplicable sense of disappointment. He understood that it was because of Jingyue.
"He and I" share the soul with him, and what "he and me" can sense, he can also, and it is more profound, it is difficult for him to treat Jing Yue with a normal mind.
Qin Yanzhi restrained himself and focused his attention on the other side of the world.
Before, he had never heard of the existence of the Void Sword Tomb, but at this moment, it was difficult for even him to control the stirring in his heart, because the Void Sword Tomb was the ultimate place that every sword cultivator could not refuse.
However, the Void Sword Tomb seems to be calm, but in fact there is a great danger lurking.
"He and I" may not understand, but he can see clearly.
The sword spirits in the sword tomb have left their masters. Some still have memories of the past, while others have been severely injured. They only remember the instinct of being a sword. These sword spirits are the most dangerous and the most difficult to conquer. If you're not careful, you can irritate them.
With the sword of the sword soul, he has complete self-awareness, even if it is ordinary, his strength is not weaker than Jindan cultivator. And the two "others and me" in the sword tomb are just foundation-building cultivation bases, and once they meet, there is no chance of winning.
"You don't have to." He said suddenly.
Jingyue paused, glanced at him, and said half-jokingly, "There's no way, the other one, I thought Xiao Canglan sword was lost, he needs equipment."
Qin Yanzhi smiled slightly, but did not speak.
He knew who Jing Yue was for.
The author has something to say:
Rouge: Both he and I in the sword tomb are foundation-building cultivation, which is very dangerous.
Jiji: Two? ? ? What about me? What about jiji?
Rouge: You don't even have a foundation.
Jiji: I'm me, I'm a divine beast, that's not what it means! I can heal Jingjing, can you? !
Rouge: I can double repair with Jingjing, can you
Jingjing: Bah!