Chapter 221 The Ruins end
In ancient times, there was a prosperous religion here, but now, at the foot of the ancient sword saint are vast mountains and endless broken walls and ruins. For him, the long years of tens of thousands of years, it was just a big dream. When he woke up, the whole great religion disappeared, turned around and looked around.
Yuangu Jiansheng felt a sense of sadness and secretly thought in his heart that there are really few things that can really be immortal in the world, and behind the extreme prosperity is often accompanied by the end of depression.
Taihua Supreme has long disappeared. This is not an ordinary disappearance, but a real death. The classics of Xiaoxian Linzong clearly record that one day ten thousand years ago, the soul jade of Taihua Supreme was broken. His death is a mystery, and even the supreme bones have not been found yet.
Even if he has slept for tens of thousands of years, Yuangu Jiansheng knows a lot of many things. Whether it is what happened to the ancient immortal Linzong or the mystery of the supreme fall of Taihua, he seems to have known it for a long time, as if he had been told what would happen in the future before he fell asleep.
For the current scene, Yuangu Jiansheng only has memories and memories in his heart, and there is no surprise or puzzlement.
Supreme invincible, across the world, even the power of time is difficult to erase them, but which of them is truly immortal in the world?
Shenzhou is vast and boundless, but compared with the whole universe, it is still a drop in the sea, a mayfly, and everything in the world is chaotic and complex. No one can completely see through it. Even the supreme cannot understand it. There are still many things in the world that can threaten them. True detachment and immortality are difficult to achieve!
How many ancient and powerful beings can really live forever in this world?
For countless years, the most prosperous land in Shenzhou was that mythical era.
A god, many supremes, they oppress the heavens and eight wildernesses, kill nine heavens and ten earths, sweep the divine continent, and are invincible! But has their era ever continued to this day? No! Their glory has long been buried in the past! A past that is so far away that it almost only exists in legends!
After the mythical era, Shenzhou belongs to Leiyin Supreme and Yuanling Supreme. The time for the two to achieve the supreme position is very close. They are amazing and eye-catching. They are the pride of the two great gods and a symbol of a glorious era!
But the glory can't last forever. They disappeared in the heyday of the two great religion, and no one knows where they have gone.
Today's Shenzhou, whether it is the magnificent Ziwei Supreme, the invincible Taihua Supreme, the blood emperor supreme who killed countless times, or the void supreme at a glance, has long been unable to see them and lost contact with them.
Many people guess that they are beyond the Divine Island and go to a larger world. It is a world with strong people who can never die forever!
However, this idea is difficult to confirm, especially after hearing the news that Taihua Supreme has already died, more people are extremely worried about these disappeared Supremes and think that they have already fallen in many unknown places, and there is no detachment at all!
Today, there is only one supreme person in the world that is really known and still survives, the Supreme!
Throughout the ages, people have different understandings of the meaning of immortality. The strong man who broke the world thought that he could touch a trace of immortality and thought that he had been immortal to some extent.
There is no way to guarantee that the immortal supreme who can really live forever will never be destroyed! Even the gods of the mythical era can't be absolutely immortalized in the world, and there are still terrible things that will wipe him out!
"There is a great horror in this world..."
Standing for a long time, a light condensed in Yuangu Jiansheng's eyes. His eyebrows lit up, pointed to the sword, and turned around and waved!
Ying! A shocking sword pierced the sky and plunged into the place where the ruins of the ancient immortal Linzong are located!
This heavenly sword is extremely huge, blooming colorfully, like a pillar supporting the sky. I don't know how high it is!
The sky sword set off a huge spiritual wave as soon as it appeared, and its power was so powerful that it was instantly transmitted to infinitely distant places!
The people around them were frightened, and their bodies were squeezed out tens of thousands of feet away by the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the suddenly appeared Tongtian Sword!
At the same time, a series of extremely powerful ideas kept coming to this area. They were some ancient and powerful existences. They sensed the abnormality of the world, felt the fluctuation of the breath of this amazing sword, and wanted to know what had happened.
There is no joy or sadness in the eyes of the ancient sword saint. On the one hand, he did this to commemorate the heroic soul of the death of the ancient immortal Linzong, and on the other hand, he wanted to inform the world that the ancient sword saint woke up from his deep sleep! Today, tens of thousands of years later, he will continue to write the glory of the past and compose an unfinished epic! He, the people and things that the ancient sword saint wants to protect, no one can hurt! No one can take it!
buzz! A very strong idea emerged from the eyebrows of the ancient sword saint and kept sinking into the amazing sword. The holy sword was brilliant and more brilliant, and finally burst into a stream of divine thoughts, shooting into all directions and spreading all over Xuanzhou in the eastern region. However, anyone who can feel the power of divine mind can Learn about the information contained therein!
"The ancient swordsman!...... The ancient power!..." An old man stood on an ancient mountain, took a trace of streamer from the void, and got a lot of information from it.
"The ancient sword saint... Tens of thousands of years ago, he killed the peerless demon and could compete with the supreme!..."
"The ruins of the ancient Xianlin Sect are really not small, ha! Bei Mingyan and Huijing must have suffered a lot!" In a sword pavilion of Taixu Jianzong, a man in white robe chuckled, and there was still a trace of light on his fingertips.
"..." Countless people feel the information contained in the streamer, and their inner thoughts and reactions are different.
Yuangu Jiansheng didn't want to be born in a low-key way. He let everyone know at the first time that the peerless hero returned!
From now on, the word "small" of Xiaoxian Linzong no longer exists. The ancient sword saint represents an era and a great religion. His appearance means that Xianlinzong has returned against the sky and wants to be glorious again! All those who dare to fight against Xianlinzong and plan right and wrong will pay the price of blood!
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The divine thoughts that broke out with the holy sword have been scattered for ten days. During this period, the sects of Xuanzhou in the eastern region fell into an extremely tense state, especially the two great sects, the Taixu Sword Sect and the Yuanling Holy Land. Almost all the sects recalled their disciples who went out to practice, for fear that they would disturb this ancient and strong Great existence.
However, what worried them did not happen.
To everyone's surprise, ten days later, Yuangu Jiansheng quietly left with the little Xianlinzong. They left Xuanzhou in the Eastern Region and went to Hongzhou in the Central Region.
Gradually, the storm in Xuanzhou in the eastern region has also subsided, but many people believe that a more violent wave will surge in Hongzhou in the central region!
It is a great thing for the ancient sword saint to wake up.
Because that is a proud figure comparable to the supreme of ancient times, his existence will certainly make it difficult for those forces that have planned the little immortal Linzong to sleep and eat!
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Xuanzhou in the eastern region, an extremely beautiful valley.
Inside this valley, there is a huge waterfall.
The waterfall roared and kept pouring down and falling into the huge deep pool below, and the strong water vapor fainted out of a rainbow bridge in mid-air.
Here, the spiritual spring is gurgling, the grass and fragrant orchids are everywhere, and a large area of high-year-old ancient peach trees grow on the fertile soil.
This is the place where the spiritual ape family has lived for generations.
Su Yan sat naked under the Wanzhang waterfall and let the endless water wash away. Su Yan did not move at all, like an extremely heavy ancient stone in the abyss.
It has been a month since the ruins of the ancient Xianlinzong, and Su Yan did not follow Xianlinzong and others back to Hongzhou in central China.
Now that the Yuangu Jiansheng returns, the whole Xianlinzong will grow unprecedentedly. Any force that wants to plan it must be measured. Yi Yuexi must be extremely safe under the protection of the Yuangu Jiansheng.
After so many days of grinding, Su Yan needs a place where he can retreat. After experiencing such a thing, he has to quickly settle himself and integrate some insights and feelings into his bones and blood.
The trip to the ruins of the ancient immortal Linzong is of great significance to Su Yan. This is an opportunity to transform and sublimate.
There, he slaughtered a team of experienced disciples of the Yuanling Holy Land and had a deeper understanding of the power of the great religion.
In the abyss of the ruins, Su Yan participated in the war of the strong in the realm of the Sumerable emperor and saw the power of the real great religion. What Su Yan got was not just as simple as practicing as "the power to overcome evil".
The leap-level war consumed Su Yan's qi and blood and almost made him dry up. This is a kind of training and accumulation.
When Su Yan just came out of the ruins of the ancient Xianlinzong, he was covered with scars and blood scabs crawled all over his body. Now after more than a month of recuperation, the injury has healed and his qi and blood have recovered.
The original strength of Hua Nianjing Dacheng has quietly been upgraded to the peak of Hua Nianjing, and the divine mind body in Su Yan's heart has also begun to slowly integrate into the ontology, which cannot be easily realized.
Once Su Yan completely integrates this divine mind into the body, he can set foot in the realm of the melting spirit emperor. In the future, he can be regarded as a strong man even in a continent.
However, it is definitely not as simple as it says to step into the spiritual realm. The divine body is integrated into the original body. This is a process of long-term accumulation and continuous grinding, which cannot be achieved overnight!
In recent days, Su Yan has been under the waterfall, constantly refining his body and grinding his qi and blood.
While refining the body, Su Yan's mind is constantly evolving the seven-style kendo ancient swordsmanship obtained from the ancient Xianlin Zongxin Sword Mound, with movement, divine anger, spiritual silence, holy music, sentient beings, extreme evil, and heavenly desire.
This is the general outline of the sword meaning of the ancient seven-pole heart sword, which is the most refined seven-style kendo ancient art, corresponding to the seven most original artistic conceptions!
Su Yan felt that if he could complete these seven types of ancient art in one go and practice it to the extreme, the power he exerted must be able to destroy the mountains, break rivers and seas, and catch up with the ancient magic!
Under the waterfall cross-legged, Su Yan did not move like a bell. He closed his six senses and interpreted the seven-style sword ancient art in his mind. The seven-style ancient art and the seven-ji heart sword are of the same origin.
With the gradual deepening of Su Yan's understanding and understanding of this seven-style ancient art, Su Yan vaguely felt that the stagnant seven-pole sword spirit in his body was also gradually progressing. Those swords were constantly sprouting new things like bamboo shoots, and Su Yan's sword intention was slowly changing.
In this way, Su Yan sat under the waterfall for half a month.
Twilight came, the bright moon hung high, and the valley was silent, and even the sound of the waterfall seemed a little soft.
Suddenly, Su Yan, who had been sitting under the waterfall for more than a month, opened his eyes, and the light and shadow appeared in his eyes, covering him with a vast and magnificent mood.