"What the hell... what's going on?"
After Daxing Monk came in, he was also dumbfounded by the flying swords all over the mountains and plains. He looked around, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became, and he said in astonishment: "Why are there so many flying swords?"
Obviously.
The Daxing Mad Monk who has lived for an unknown number of years has never seen so many flying swords.
Gu Qingfeng looked while walking, and found that these flying swords stuck on the ground were almost all waste products without exception, like withered weeds without any vitality, lost vitality, as if dead, maybe because of too much experience After too many years of baptism, most flying swords have also decayed.
"etc!"
The mad monk Daxing seemed to have remembered something, and said quickly: "Couldn't this be the Taixu Sword Tomb?"
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng stopped and murmured: "Taixu Sword Tomb?"
"I once heard from my master that in the ancient times, there was a senior who entered the Tao with a sword, and later became a saint. He was called Taixu Sword Saint, but most people called him Sword Demon. Before this person was sanctified, in order to comprehend the way of the sword, he was almost no different from a demon."
"It is said that when he comprehended the way of swordsman, he killed so darkly that the world was devastated, just to collect flying swords from all over the world. Once he realized the flying sword, he buried one. No one knows how many flying swords he has comprehended in his life. , and no one knows how many flying swords he buried, only that this person later realized the true meaning of the sword and became a saint in one fell swoop, and the place where he realized the sword was called the Taixu Sword Tomb."
There are three thousand ways, and these three thousand are endless.
Since ancient times, most people have entered the Tao through immortals, Buddhas and demons.
In fact, this is not the only way to enter the Tao. Apart from immortals, Buddhas and monsters, there are many ways to enter the Tao, such as swords and swords, music, rhythm, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc. can all enter the Tao.
After the ancient times, there were also people who entered Taoism with piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and swords, but there were not many, especially as one of the immortals became dominant, cultivating immortals into Taoism gradually became the mainstream, and piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting became heresies, and then gradually declined. In ancient times, it is almost difficult to see these heresies.
Gu Qingfeng rarely used swords in his life, and he only practiced one or two swords. He didn't know much about swordsmanship, and he had never heard of the name Taixu Sword Master. That sentence of the prehistoric era made him feel very puzzled.
"What do you mean by the pre-desolate ancient times? What's the matter, can the desolate ancient times be divided into before and after?"
"You kid doesn't even know this bit of common sense?"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head, let alone, he really didn't know.
"It's fine if other people don't know, but you don't even know. This ancient era is so important to you. If you say you don't know anything and dare to wander around, I think you are really hopeless."
The Daxing Mad Monk would lose a few words at every opportunity, but Gu Qingfeng was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and shouted: "If you have a fart, let it go quickly."
"How should I put it, it's normal if you don't know. In the ancient times, apart from some old guys, I'm afraid that not many people know about the division of time before and after."
"What do you mean?"
"Gu boy, do you still remember what I told you, the complexity of the ancient times is far beyond your imagination?"
"Then what?"
"Actually... If you ask me to tell me why the ancient era is divided into front and rear, what is the ancient era before and what is the ancient era after, I can't tell the truth, anyway, everyone calls it that way."
Gu Qingfeng cursed and said: "Didn't it mean you didn't say anything, you bastard!"
"Boy Gu, you can't blame me, can you? I told you earlier that the memories of my previous life have almost been forgotten, and now the memory of my previous life has not been awakened. I can't tell you about those stupid things in Huanggu. "
After a pause, he continued: "Also, what happened before and after the ancient era, isn't it all the ancient era? You don't care about it, as long as you know the ancient era."
Gu Qingfeng ignored it, but jumped up and flew towards a lonely peak.
There are decayed and lifeless flying swords all over the mountains and plains of this barren ancient ruins. Several peaks are particularly eye-catching. Gu Qingfeng counted a total of nine peaks, and each peak stands there motionless like a pillar supporting the sky. Like connecting heaven and earth together.
Gu Qingfeng came to one of the peaks and took a closer look, good guy! This is not a mountain peak at all, but a huge flying sword.
Sweeping the other mountain peaks again, they are all the same, they are all huge flying swords.
"This damn is the Nine Sword Peaks!"
Daxing crazy monk sighed.
Gu Qingfeng nodded. He had no specific concept of the word "Jianfeng" before. It was only after looking at the nine flying sword peaks standing between the sky and the earth that he really felt the meaning of the word "Jianfeng". .
"Yes, yes, I think there must be nothing wrong with the Taixu Sword Tomb."
Daxing Mad Monk also stood on a sword peak, took off the gray broken hat, touched his bald head, and said: "I still remember what my master said, Taixu Sword Master spent countless years in his life Comprehend the way of the sword, and use the endless amount of sword intent that I have learned and comprehend in my life to create the best sword way in the past and present, the Taixu Nine Swords!"
"What about Taixu Sword Saint?" Gu Qingfeng asked: "Could it be that he also died in the ancient catastrophe?"
"This... probably not. Most of the people who died in the desolate catastrophe were from the post-desolate era. The Taixu Sword Master was from the pre-desolate era. Even if he was going to die, he should have died in the pre-desolate era. Besides, Taixu Sword Saint! Everyone has aspired to become a saint, so it is not so easy to die, right?"
Gu Qingfeng stared at the flying swords all over the world, and murmured: "Aspire to become a saint..."
"Gu boy."
Daxing Monk came over and asked curiously: "Do you want to become a saint? After hearing about becoming a saint, you jumped out of the Dao, and you will no longer be bound by the Dao. You will even be the Dao at that time."
Gu Qingfeng shook his head.
"What? You kid don't want to?"
"It's so fucking difficult for me to be a human being now, why should I be a saint?"
"You can't say that. After you become a saint, you might really be detached."
"Nonsense! Who told you that after you become a saint, you will be detached. Also, where did you hear the saying that you jumped out of the avenue after you were sanctified?"
"What? It's hard, isn't it?"
"If you can jump out of the avenue after being sanctified, where did the word "Holy Way" come from?"
"Don't forget, kid, the word sacred in the legend is above the Three Thousand Great Dao!"
"It's just above the Three Thousand Great Ways. Being above does not mean detachment. In my opinion, becoming a god or becoming a saint is nothing more than jumping from the innermost fire pit to the outer fire pit. How many fire pits, who knows?"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head and sighed: "No one knows, the more I live, the more I feel that something I said may be right."
"What words?"
"Everything is false, if everything is false, then it's so fucking fun."