Chu Yang and Gu Duxing were walking on the road, and they had already experienced two snowstorms.
"Ten more days to go, and we will arrive at Da Zhao." Chu Yang said with a smile, pointing forward with his whip.
Gu Duxing nodded silently.
Both of them are very different in shape, and they have nothing in common with their original appearances. Even the figure, face shape, and the distance between the facial features have all changed.
Now, even if Wu Yunliang was standing opposite, he would never recognize him. The person opposite was Chu Yang.
As for Gu Duxing, he was dressed in black, with a cold face and sharp eyes like a falcon. Apart from his different appearance, he had completely recovered his coffin complexion. At first glance, it means that strangers should not come near.
Arriving here is already the border between the two countries. From a distance, there are many banners and banners in the barracks, and a murderous aura soars to the sky! It seems that the millions of heroic souls who sacrificed for their respective countries are still fighting endlessly in the haze.
"The scene here is really different." Gu Duxing was a little shaken.
"That's right, if you don't go to the battlefield at the border, no one would have thought that even the air here is full of a tragic smell." Chu Yang sighed deeply: "Those who enjoy life in rich clothes, fine food, glory and wealth, do you know that this place is for Their enjoyment has buried thousands of dead bones? The ordinary life of men farming and women weaving without competing with the world is also what these Jiuquan heroic souls most desire... "
"These dead bones that have been buried in the ground, I don't know how many people's parents are still leaning on the door, and how many beauties are still waiting in the boudoir, looking forward to the king's return...but who knows, the people in the dream have already vanished? "
Gu Duxing was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Boss, you seem to have been feeling a lot during this time."
"It's not emotion." Chu Yang looked at Bianguan Zhanyun lightly, and said, "Or... this is the law of the Nine Heavens."
"The law of the Nine Heavens..." Gu Duxing looked deeply at the two camps, and finally sighed: "If I were the ruler of the Nine Heavens, I would not allow people from the middle three and the upper three to interfere in the dynasty's hegemony in the next three. Because ...There are so many people lying here, if a master overturns them with one move, wouldn't these tens of millions of heroic spirits die in peace?"
Chu Yang nodded, and said, "Compared to the momentary seas of the middle and upper three days, the lower three days are more like a real world."
Gu Duxing stopped suddenly, and muttered: "Compared to the instant vicissitudes of life in the middle three days and the first three days, raise your hand to mulberry fields; the next three days are more like a real world."
All of a sudden, he realized something.
What Chu Yang said is certainly not the real vicissitudes of life; but those powerful people move mountains with their hands and turn clouds with their hands; in the eyes of people in the next three days, wouldn't they just be vicissitudes of life in an instant
In contrast to the two worlds, Gu Duxing's state of mind suddenly broke through in an instant! When he looked at this ordinary battlefield again, a trace of respect was already spontaneously rising in his heart.
And his cultivation, after ten days, broke through again!
The second rank of Sword Sovereign!
There was a smile in Chu Yang's eyes. Gu Duxing's progress made him truly fit the word "genius". From now on, Gu Duxing's words, deeds and ways of doing things will be closer to the lonely guest who shocked the world in his previous life!
But in this life, he will no longer be alone.
After a long time, Gu Duxing finished his breakthrough, opened his eyes, looked at Chu Yang, and said softly, "Boss...thank you."
"It's nothing." Chu Yang said lightly: "The reason why we took an extra detour and insisted on passing through this battlefield is to let you understand the emotions in this battlefield. Since you have already understood and improved, we It's time to go."
"Why do you know that I will get enlightenment?" Gu Duxing asked in bewilderment.
"Because the sword you cultivate is also the way of the ruthless sword." A wry smile appeared on the corner of Chu Yang's mouth.
"good."
"But the ruthless swordsmanship can never reach the peak!" Chu Yang said softly: "This is a detour. But after seeing this battlefield, you will have a feeling in your heart, that is... guarding."
"The way of the sword is for protection!" Gu Duxing frowned, thinking deeply.
"Xiu wants to underestimate this realization. After today, your kendo has transformed into a sentient kendo. Because you have the heart of protection, Gu Miaoling's expectations, and our brothers. These are the driving forces of your kendo. .”
Chu Yang sighed in his heart: If he was in his previous life, there would be someone who could guide him like this...
"Here." Chu Yang threw a book at Gu Duxing who was in deep thought, "Read this book; you should not need it any more before you reach Wangpin."
Gu Duxing took it over and took a look, and couldn't help but tremble all over his body: "Wang Zun's sword comprehension?" His thin body couldn't help but tremble a little.
This is not a sword formula, but a swordsman's practice perception. Every step and every moment is clearly written, which will absolutely complement Gu Duxing's sword practice!
It is like having a guide on a lost road. Like a blind man, when he was trekking in the world, a walking stick suddenly appeared in front of him.
Follow the practice from this, and there will be no wrong way along the way!
And what Gu Duxing didn't know was... this Wang Zun's sword comprehension did not belong to anyone, but a part of the comprehension of the Nine Tribulations Sword Spirit.
Following this practice, although Gu Duxing's path of cultivation is not as good as that of Chu Yang, the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, it will be the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the entire Nine Heavens Continent!
After walking for a few more days, the two finally entered the territory of Dazhao. Villages and towns gradually appeared along the way.
And one after another, the rumors also started from here, and the noise spread everywhere.
At noon, Chu Yang and Gu Duxing entered a restaurant and ordered a few small dishes to relieve their fatigue.
The small restaurant is already full of guests, almost all of them are gangsters with knives and swords. One by one was talking loudly, with the clothes of the two of them, in this restaurant, they were inconspicuous, like drops of water melting into the sea.
But gradually, a piece of news caught the attention of the two of them.
"Did you know? The Nine Heavens Supreme Treasure Wentian Sword has been born!"
"Tch, this is still some new news, I knew it earlier."
"Wentian Sword... It is said that it is the weapon of Ji Wentian, a generation of martial arts 8,000 years ago... What if... Among them, the legend also contains Ji Wentian's martial arts secrets, swordsmanship comprehension... hey..."
"Once you get this kind of fetish, you will be a future warrior... oh my god."
"Ah? Ask Tianjian? Martial Saint? Tell me, tell me. Xiao Er, serve another jug of good wine and two plates of beef for this table!" The conversation at this table attracted the attention of the next table, and someone immediately beamed with joy. The others got together, and after a while, the two tables became one.
"Well, this Wentian Sword is really a peerless treasure. According to legend, a few days ago, someone held the Wentian Sword. With just one swipe, Zhang Dahu's sword, a great man of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, split into two pieces, and with another swipe, Zhang Dahu became It became two pieces... It’s really a magical weapon.” The person who said it was beaming, and even made gestures, his eyes sparkled, and his face was flushed with excitement, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
"That's that, or how could it be a martial arts weapon?" The listener looked fascinated.
"When can I see it with my own eyes, this life will be worthwhile..."
"That's it..." In the restaurant, many people echoed, each with their own thoughts.
"I don't know where is the master of Wen Tianjian?" This question is what everyone wants to know the most.
"I don't know, but, since the identity of the Wentian Sword was revealed, the owner of the Wentian Sword will surely go through thorns every step of the way. Judging from the traces of his killing all the way, it should be... towards the direction of Zhongzhou."
"Oh..." Many people said meaningfully...
"Ha, do you only know that the Wentian Sword was born?" Suddenly someone laughed loudly and said, "Do you know why Wentian, the sage of the Wentian Wu, fell eight thousand years ago?"
"The reason for the fall of the Martial Saint?" Many people turned their heads to look, only to see a middle-aged man in a black robe occupying a table alone, showing a smug expression on his face.
"Speaking."
"Oh, I'm so shy..."
"Little Er! Serve the wine! Serve the good wine and good food!" Someone shouted, with the spirit of spending money like water: "Brother, please do me a favor, how about a drink?"
"Okay, okay, ha."
"May I ask Tianwu Sheng..."
"Speaking of asking Tianwusheng, it's like a child without a mother, so it's a long story." The middle-aged man in the black robe sighed, and said: "... Legend has it that eight thousand years ago, there was a martial artist Participating in good fortune, one's cultivation is astonishing as the past and the present; that is Wentian Wusheng Ji Wentian! However, the world is bound to gather. At that time, it was not just Wentian Wusheng Ji Wentian who dominated the show... "
"There is one more person? Is it comparable to Wu Sheng?"
"Huh! At that time, a knife and a sword were as famous as Jiuchongtian, and it was the same reward for hundreds of years of romance, and the same name for thousands of years! The other person is Xia Huangquan, the sage of Huangquan sword!" The middle-aged man in the black robe drank loudly. Take a sip of wine.
"Yellow Spring Sword Sage Xia Huangquan..." Everyone gasped. Although they didn't know who this Huangquan Sword Sage was, they were all in awe when they heard that this sword sage was as famous as Wentian Martial Saint.
Although you didn't know who the so-called Wutian Wusheng was before this—but you don't know, you are ignorant, what can you say
"Do you know?" The black-robed middle-aged man gnawed on the beef and drank fine wine, exuberantly exuberant: "At that time, the two supreme masters were enemies of life and death, and they were irreconcilable!"
"Ah? There is such a thing?"
"That's right! Wutian Wusheng and Huangquan Daosheng have been fighting for hundreds of years, and finally one day, the two met and fought to the death..." the middle-aged man in the black robe said in a cadence.
"A battle of life and death..."
"Yes! It's a battle of life and death." The middle-aged man in the black robe sighed, and said: "That battle was truly earth-shattering, the universe was eclipsed, the sun and the moon were dark! It was directly knocked down from the last three days, and the last three days were ten days old. Several big mountains have been completely flattened! It is the current Luanhun Plain in the last three days!" The middle-aged man in the black robe said eloquently and well-founded.
"Awesome!" The eyes of everyone were filled with admiration and admiration.