A garden-like building is located on Dongcheng Street, where land is at a premium. It is a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle, hidden in the bustling world but far away from the world.
This is the headquarters of Wulin Express. Its rise is astonishing, changing the living habits of people all over the world and broadening their horizons.
The vast majority of people in the world do not know who the real owner of Wulin Express is, and there is no way to explore why it can flow to all directions through the teleportation array at the first time. Only a very few people who are powerful or have great hands and eyes know that the three Shang Jiuming We know that he was born in a declining sect, accidentally obtained the Immortal's relics, and suddenly became successful. After that, everything went smoothly, which is incredible and mysterious.
On the east long street, the faceless killer wanders around casually, sometimes trying on theatrical noodles, sometimes choosing cheaper goods from the north and the south, no different from ordinary people.
He has been waiting here for three full months, just waiting for Shang Jiuming to appear, and he believes that he can continue to wait.
Patience is his innate trait. He once studied swordsmanship for three years, and once pretended to be a beggar for nine months in order to kill a target. Sometimes, even he himself would be obsessed with this trait of patience. move.
In fact, as early as last month, he waited for Shang Jiuming, but did not choose to take action because the encounter was too sudden and the distance between them was too far. He did not close in advance. If he used the sword, the success might be less than 50%. So, He waited again, without any impatience.
He believes that he will definitely be able to seize the opportunity next time.
Is this really a sandalwood bead from the South China Sea? The Faceless Killer God picked up a string of rosary beads and asked.
As he spoke, he spotted a man opposite the Wulin Express headquarters from the corner of his eye. He had a cold temperament and a deep scar between his eyebrows, as if his eyes had been opened.
The faceless God of Death is no stranger to famous figures in the world.
Gao Fushen held his long sword upside down behind his back, looking coldly at the gate of the Wulin Express headquarters, looking at the people coming in and out, waiting for the famous editor to appear.
During this period of time, the ups and downs were very frustrating, and it was not important for Zen Master Zhending to find this person. The key is the attitude of newspapers such as Wulin Express. They hired scribes to translate their opinions into words, effectively refuting the fallacy that the Jingshen Sword is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord. However, after the full text of the latest chapter was submitted to various newspapers, it disappeared without any news. Although each newspaper would publish both positive and negative views in a seemingly neutral manner, the positive articles always made no sense. Just a few words over and over again, how can you use them to convince others
Moreover, most of the recent similar articles are threats, insulting people with different views as evil heretics, and they should wipe their necks and light sky lanterns. These extreme and extreme words push neutrals to the opposite side. In addition, many people like to add a background to the masters and strong people. In order to gain psychological comfort, it was not because they were incompetent, but because they were reincarnated badly. The idea that Jingshenjian was the reincarnation of the Demon King counteracted their mentality. Gradually gained resonance.
Many friends around me began to believe this and lamented the strangeness and unpredictability of the Demon Sect's cult. It could turn one's soul into a demon seed, hide it in other people's bodies, take root and sprout again, and become otherworldly. No wonder the Jingshenjian became so successful when it first emerged. It shocked the world, as if he had started practicing martial arts since his mother's womb. No wonder he and others were still doing nothing at that age.
That's it, that's it
Fellow Taoists' understanding of the Jingshen Sword gradually changed. Gao Fusheng tried his best but could not stop it, and his heart became increasingly sad.
The world is so big, how many confidants are left who are as perseverant as myself, and how many fallen people are there in the world who want to speak out in newspapers like me but cannot get it
Gao Fuchen's eyes gradually became sharp as he looked at the gate of Wulin Express, reaching this point. Words are useless, so just rely on the sword in your hand to argue for truth.
If you don't let me talk, then you don't want to talk either.
Gao Fushen has always been very confident in the sword in his hand. Even if he was defeated miserably by the Heartbreak Palm, he did not waver. Sooner or later, he would be able to wield a shocking sword. Sweep away the evil atmosphere in the world.
The editors of Wulin Express are good at writing and have forgotten that the most important thing in the world is strength. Now I want them to remember
Within five steps, the enemy's country will be wiped out, and there will be no words or words, not as good as a long sword.
Click, click, click, a carriage drove out from the Wulin Express. The decoration was simple and unsophisticated, which gave it a sense of nobility. The driver was full of energy, his eyes were shining brightly, and his gestures were as if they were made in heaven.
Gao Fushen, a master not much worse than me, made a positive judgment.
And the person who can allow such an expert to drive a carriage must be an important figure in Wulin Express, or even the mysterious owner.
There is nothing more satisfying than defeating a very different strong man and then killing a hated enemy. Gao Fushen's heart suddenly became hot, as if he had returned to his youth and faced danger for the first time with a long sword.
The carriage turned to the north, and Gao Fushen took a step forward. At this moment, he saw a brilliant and extremely condensed sword light erupting from the hands of an ordinary person passing by the carriage.
Because of the gloominess of the past, the brilliance of the present is reflected
Gao Fushen suddenly felt ashamed. He couldn't swing such a sword, and his sword skills were still flawed.
who is this
Why never heard of it
The faceless killing god's eyes were filled with deep emotion. This was the most perfect sword he had ever made, a sword that could compete with the Divine Sword of the South China Sea.
How obscure it was in the past, it will be equally shining in the future
The long sword penetrated the window before the coachman could stop him, shredding the curtain.
Suddenly, the Faceless Killer God saw a sword, a long sword with an awkward shape.
It seems to have been waiting there, like the afterglow of the setting sun, covering up all the brilliance, allowing my wrist to take the initiative to send it up.
puff
The stinging pain came, and the long sword fell out of his hand. The Faceless Killer subconsciously stepped back, but he saw a meteor, a dreamlike meteor, illuminating his sight and hitting his eyebrows just right.
This was countless times more beautiful than the sword he had just struck. The Faceless Killing God was moved again. He could see such a sword technique and die without any regrets.
His eyes were moist and he whispered with difficulty:
What swordsmanship
Shang Jiuming held his sword across his knees, his eyes full of piety:
Shocking swordsmanship.
It turned out that the faceless killing god fell on his back, with relief and emotion in his eyes.
It is indeed the swordsmanship left behind by the Shattered Void One.
Gao Fushen stared at this scene in a daze, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave for thousands of years, and could not help but feel chilled.
There are such swordsmanship in the world, it's like the work of gods and demons
Facing this kind of swordsmanship, he didn't dare to draw his sword at all
This is the Jingshen Sword Technique
The owner of Wulin Express obviously inherited Jingshen Sword, why is he still discrediting Jingshen Sword? Does he know any inside story
Gao Fu Shen stared blankly as the carriage drove away. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He felt depressed, decadent, doubtful and shaken at the same time.
Maybe I insisted on the wrong thing
Another month passed, and the split images of Jingshenjian began to merge, evolving in the direction of the demon king's reincarnation.
Within the Excalibur puppet, Meng Qi felt the resonance of heaven and earth, and felt that the subtle connection between the illusion was completely formed, connecting the image of himself and the Jingshen Sword, and connecting the real world with this world.
The time has come
The time has come to transform projected images into imprints
The light and shadow suddenly changed around the Excalibur puppet, forming a figure. He was stern in white clothes, and his eyes contained joyful but not hurt feelings. In one hand, he was holding the crystal stone containing the demon king's essence, and in the other hand, he was holding the stunning spirit that had been fragrant for centuries. sword.
Shang Jiu Ming stared at this scene dumbfounded, and seemed to have had a premonition. Then he saw the swordsman in white wielding an unparalleled sword light, shattering the void, opening up the world, calming the four phenomena, and condensing the five elements.
With a slash of the sword, the heaven and earth changed. Meng Qi circulated his spiritual consciousness and used resonance to imprint this virtual image into the heaven and earth. It became a part of the law just like the pure land of Sambhogakaya.
The void collapsed, the subtle connections converged, and the brand turned into a mark. As long as Meng Qi did not fall, and as long as this world was not destroyed, the legend of the Jingshen Sword would continue.
The brilliant sword light disappeared, and Shang Jiuming saw the divine sword puppet lying quietly. There were many sword holes on its back, indicating the method of flowing true energy.
It was so magical that it felt like the false experience was over, but nothing could go back. Shang Jiuming sighed deeply. To protect his current life, the most important and fundamental thing was to practice hard in swordsmanship.
Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.
Meng Qi, who was sitting on the cloud bed, suddenly had a vague and uncertain aura, as if he was in another universe at the same time.
Finally, I left a mark in time for the winter solstice, but it's a pity that I can't rely on this method in the future. After all, there are too few legendary worlds left. Meng Qi opened his eyes, suddenly felt something in his heart, and looked up to the sky.
Above the East China Sea, a gorgeous building ship is sailing in mid-air, carrying the undulating sea of energy, between reality and illusion. A woman in feathers and a crown of stars stands proudly on the bow of the ship. There is a creak between her and the surrounding heaven and earth. There was a crunching sound, as if different worlds were colliding.
This is a heavenly being.
This is the envoy from Jin'ao Island.
Winter has arrived. .
: Chapter 2 is still in the early morning, and will return to normal tomorrow~