Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 1118

Divine Sword Gu Kai Sanshi Mirage chose to succeed the sect master, and all creatures in the world can come here to meet the opportunity.

People, evil, demons, no matter what their origins, traders, servants, literati, knights, beggars and prostitutes, no matter what the number of ways, yellow-haired children, mackerel-backed elders, green onions and cardamom, no matter how old you are, as long as you come, Among the crowds, they can walk into this deep valley that haunts the six realms in their dreams, and appreciate the mystery of the inheritance law left by Han Zong, the invincible hand of the six realms.

Not all rallies have such pomp.

The sky is full of elusive cloud boats, the ground is black and dark, and there are a large group of people, and the mountains are full of wild people.

Regardless of the level of cultivation, there are already hundreds of thousands of practitioners who come here today.

It turned out that before you knew it, there were so many more monks in the world, spreading the Dharma for four hundred years, what kind of momentum is this? Moreover, not all the monks who arrived today have been exhausted.

How many creatures are there in the world? billions. How many monks are there? Thousands and thousands.

Not everyone is greedy for power, the Divine Sword Sect Master is the highest reputation in the world, but it is also the heaviest burden.

Nine out of ten of the heroes gathered outside the Valley of the Excalibur, are all here to support the personal field, to be a witness for the new leader, and then to discuss sword fighting with the world's heroes by the way, it is also a way to become famous.

After all, who wants to break into the illusion of the three worlds, and who is unwilling to care?

Famous disciples and famous elders, but they won't come to fight for the position of Divine Sword Sect again. Those who regard themselves as very humble, and those who have no generosity and spirit will not come here. Similarly, those who cherish feathers and are more lofty than themselves are afraid of being humiliated, and they will only wander outside the valley after all. Those who are calm and pure, without the distractions of mundane things, are not willing to take the time to try, and those who know that the responsibility is heavy and cannot bear it will naturally not peep at the artifact.

For the rest, either for fun, for the purpose of gaining knowledge, or coveting fame and fortune, or coveting the wonderful Dharma, or aspiring to change the pattern of the six realms, or trying to overthrow the world and bring disaster to the common people, these monks must enter the valley and undergo the test.

Sedum is like a speck of dust in the sea of ​​people, and there are not a few people who seem to have no cultivation base like him, but also come to join in the fun. To tell others, it is nothing more than another daydream, a vulgar attempt to climb to the sky in one step.

The illusion of the third world has not yet been opened, and he followed the steps behind Daoist Tieguan, with Lu Shi's daughter Jing accompanying him, always paying attention. The two thieves are restless, bickering with each other, pointing out the customs of the world, and they are very happy.

Divine Sword Town is very busy. At the end of the robbery, all industries were abandoned, but business was booming here, small merchants and hawkers from all over the place gathered together, and various wineries and tea shops opened.

People who do business say that if there is an Excalibur Gate, there is nothing to worry about if the sky falls, and the days will pass. When the Sword Immortals push away the star above their heads, the world will definitely look brand new. The more money you earn, the more fortune you will enjoy in the future.

Some outsiders laughed and asked, what would happen if the heroes of the righteous path could not change the sky and move the stars?

Everyone replied: Absolutely no reason. There are four handed down Divine Sword Sect, and nothing is impossible.

So everyone laughed and there was no sorrow.

At that time, on the bluestone-paved streets, there were row upon row of pavers, selling mashed mash, kneading clay figurines, painting sugar, daily necessities, assorted treasures, and even fortune-telling and calligraphy. All gathered, shouting, selling endlessly, crowds of people making noise, and the soup was full of excitement. The signboards of the street shops are displayed like a forest. When the wind blows, the variegated colors flutter. The novelty men and women wear red and green, and their clothes are shimmering like fog. In this October, the sky is scorching hot, the heat is fumigating, standing for no reason will make one's mouth dry, and after just two steps, sweat is pouring down, while the surrounding chatter and laughter bursts, people talk fiercely, and the characters of all parties are ever-changing. same. The idlers entered the town, rubbing shoulders on their shoulders and watching flowers on the road. In such a hot and noisy scene, they lost their eyes and didn't know where they were after a while.

Sedum was walking well, the crowd was like a wave, one rushed, the other rushed, and after a while, he was left alone, not to mention that the two thieves had disappeared long ago. are gone.

In the big world, he had nowhere to go for a while, so he stood still.

When he stopped, Divine Sword Town was also silent.

When he stopped, the pedestrians beside him suddenly froze, and there was no movement.

Why is this?

Sedum was silent, and he slowly looked around. This unmoving universe was like a quiet iron cage.

He knew in his heart that a powerful monk was casting a spell and casting spells, which made his soul confused. At this moment, what Sedum had seen and heard had turned his fantasy upside down and was no longer real.

This mighty man who harmed him in the dark was the old demon sword fairy.

Now is the time when Divine Sword Sect gathers the heroes, the righteous way gathers the heroes, the evil spirits will naturally not stand by and watch, how can we not get involved in such a grand event?

Xie Jianxian arrived early in the morning, and was afraid of the power of the righteous path, so he hid in the dark and waited for an opportunity.

He took the pseudonym Zhang Motie and set up a stall where he kneaded clay figurines. Because of his good craftsmanship, everyone called him clay figurine Zhang.

Now Sedum is standing in front of the clay figurine Zhang's booth.

The clay figurine Zhang lowered his head and pinched the mud. He clenched a ball of clay that was neither dry nor wet, neither soft nor hard in his fist. He kept silent, only five fingers bent and stretched.

Sedum saw it too, he stood in front of the stall waiting for the clay figurine Zhang's craftsmanship.

The clay figurine Zhang has a pair of simple hands. The fingers are thick and flat. There are thick calluses left by farming on the edge and the palm of the palm. With such hands, the clay figurine is smaller than his thumb, and the clay figurine's head looks like a grain. Peanuts have vivid facial features, lively and agile appearance.

A work, he practiced a craft.

Originally, there was a craftsman named Zhang Motie in Divine Sword Town, but the clay figurine Zhang in front of him was disguised as an evil sword fairy, and his craftsmanship was no different from the real clay figurine Zhang.

It is said that Emperor Wa fabricated earth and created people, and he used a pair of skillful hands to mediate good offices. If the works of clay figurines can come alive, they may not be inferior to the creations of the goddess Nu Wa.

His right fist is vacantly clenched, opened and closed, and the five fingers are like five thick lotus petals. When it is opened, the precious mud like the lotus canopy in the palm is revealed. As soon as it was released, it became an oval mud pillar. Repeatedly, the mud ball gradually stretched its limbs, changed into a robe, raised its eyebrows, rolled, danced, and froliced ​​in his palm. The scene in front of him didn't look like he was pinching a clay figurine, but this lump of mud turned into a spirit, which was transformed into his lotus leaf-like palm.

"Zhuangzi" has a cloud, suddenly cut out the seven orifices and chaotic death, this group of clay figurines is a dead thing, but after opening the seven orifices, it comes alive.

The clay figurine Zhang held up the clay figurine in front of Sedum, the small one was not someone else, but the high-spirited Splendid Sword Master.

Sedum is now described as withered, and it is a world away from this radiant little clay figurine.

Xie Jianxian smiled lightly: "Jing Xiaoyou, are you okay?"

Sedum has been reduced to this point, and the devil in front of him is a must. Seeing the enemy face to face, Sedum, who is like a tree, has no hatred in his heart, and he has no words to say.

Xie Jianxian is graceful and graceful. He clearly knows that Chu Hanjing is in the Divine Sword Valley not far away, surrounded by monks of the right way. No matter how powerful his mana is, he will not be able to match the general trend of Huanghuang. light.

"Does Jing Xiaoyou think that there are too many mediocre people in this town? The five colors are blinding; the five tones are deafening; the five flavors are delicious; It is disrespectful, so it disturbs the rules and makes my generation unclean. The old man is the transformation of evil thoughts, so he can understand the heart of the people best. Look at the loving couple, the husband wants to abandon his wife and children, and the wife wants to get out of the wall. Look at that pair The filial master and apprentice, the master wants to make the apprentice into human pills, and the apprentice wants to kill the apprentice to steal the money. You see that the monk is dressed in extraordinary clothes, all he uses is the hard work of the old father, and the rice is exchanged for silver money for him to spend. You look at that old woman, her children and grandchildren are around her knees. She seems to be a family member, but none of her children and grandchildren are willing to support them, and they are treated with indifference all day long. Everyone has desires, and it will not change at any time. It is a group of reckless movements, the three poisons of greed, hatred, and delusion are like cooking oil on fire, and there is no cure.

"The self-proclaimed monks are like crucian carp crossing the river. The children of these famous sects are bright in front of them, but behind the scenes they do all the pickling things of male robbers and female prostitutes, bullying the weak, the old bullying the young, monks, slaves, Taoist priests. Raising a maid, saying innocence, never half innocence, such a stupid dog, how can he be allowed to do? Why not sweep the world and establish a new heaven, all people are pious, and naturally all evils will be eliminated, and the world will be harmonious."

Sedum doesn't care about these twists and turns at all now, let the evil sword immortal wear his lips, he stands in the same place like a goose. The so-called playing the qin to the cow is futile.

However, this little clay figurine in Xie Jianxian's hands suddenly got a slap in the face. Although he couldn't speak, he still nodded his head, as if he completely understood the words of the clay figurine Zhang.

The clay figurine was pinched by the clay figurine Zhang, born to be his son and servant, so naturally he would not refute it, no matter what **** Xie Jianxian said, it was like sniffing grass.

Xie Jianxian looked at Sedum, but his words were addressed to the clay figurine in his hand. Every word was a golden rule.

He said something, and the clay figurine nodded.

He said: "Everyone in the world is stupid, and it's okay to kill them."

He said: Those who are unfaithful are drowned, those who are not filial are mourning, those who are not benevolent are killed, and those who are unrighteous are mourning.

He said: The people can be subordinate to the envoy without knowing the way.

He said: The whole world is one, only the emperor of heaven, and the subtle and subtle, which cannot be seen by sight, cannot be seen by hearing, cannot be touched by touch, only believe in it and be able to be gracious, and all the world should be treated as close relatives and cannot be abandoned.

When Xie Jianxian finished his words, the little clay figurine in his palm was overjoyed, and he was very interested in learning about the Tao. As a result, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the clay figurine suddenly turned into a black wind, blowing on Sedum's face, and burrowed into it from the seven orifices.

This monstrous wind was so swift that the long sword on Sedum's waist could not be drawn. He didn't even have time to dodge.

Sedum froze on the spot, his flesh and blood was like a cold stone, but at this moment, his heart was turned upside down. Joys, griefs, fears, love, and hatred, and the seven emotions came together in his heart, like a group of mountains rolling thunder, flying stones falling down a stream, and the fireworks shot up into the sky in an instant, causing him to burst into tears.

The silent crowd of people around him started running again, and the stall in front of him with the clay figurines disappeared suddenly, like yellow leaves riding a gust of wind, disappearing at the end of the street.

Sedum covered his heart, the frozen, cold expression on his face was broken a little bit, the corners of his mouth turned down, his eyes were squinted, his facial features were crowded together, and he raised his head slightly. Crying once, his tears irrigated the vicissitudes of his face, but he couldn't wash away the angry and ferocious face, and in a flash it seemed to become extremely sad and painful.

His seven souls are back.

Blown back by a gust of wind.

The clay figurine is nothing else, it is the soul that Evil Sword Immortal has stripped from Sedum.

Now this soul has returned to the fleshy shell of Sedum, but it is no longer the original Sedum.

Sedum's heart was indeed dead, but now it's alive again, and Sedum's god—his spirit, his sword god, doesn't like this clay figurine, this slave-like seven souls.

His seven emotions suddenly returned, but all the emotions about Sedum did not come back. Now the seven souls in his body are not the seven souls of Sedum, but the evil spirits that Xie Jianxian buried for him.

This devil serves the devil wholeheartedly and wants to turn Sedum into a demon.

Originally, Sedum would not care, but now he has joys and sorrows again.

When Lu's daughter found him again, Sedum was like a beggar on the street, curled up beside the stone steps in front of a restaurant.

"Eunuch, wake up!"

Sedum opened his eyes.

But Lu Shi's daughter felt that he didn't open his eyes, but drew the sword from the sheath, and the cold light made him scared.

She was first surprised and then delighted, "Engong, your mana!"

Sedum nodded, then shook his head painfully.

He calmed down and restrained his energy.

The inner demons filled his lack of soul, and now he can re-condense his mana. The pure mana hidden in the Purple Mansion poured out like a tide, more turbulent than he had ever been in the past. As Taoist Tieguan said, his mind is like a void, his body is like a vast desert, his magic power has never dissipated, just because his spiritual wisdom has fallen, so he cannot sense it, and his sword will still conscientiously condense the magic essence for him, day and night, To this day, it is quite impressive.

This mana is like a tide, descending from Zifu, pouring into the Jianchi Pond in Tanzhong, and continuously transforming into Kendo Yuan Gang.

Stronger than hardware, unstoppable, sighing with sword qi, while talking and laughing about murder, if a sword cultivator can practice sword asshole, then he will enter the house, and from then on, he will be able to go to great responsibilities in the world.

This is excellent news, but now Sedum would rather not have these mana.

He lowered his eyes and closed the air machine. It's just that the demons are harassing, like hundreds of millions of mortals falling one after another, but Sedum tries his best to keep the spiritual platform from falling.

"Engong, are you feeling unwell?" Lu's daughter asked softly.

Sedum waved his hand, still curled up in the same place, he muttered: "If the illusion of the three worlds opens, wake me up."

The words are divided into two parts. When Sedum was assassinated by the evil sword fairy, the real person from Xixiluan here called Tang Xuejian. The two got a secret order and hurried to the stone prison in the valley. Before entering the valley, the Jinxiu sword intent was vigorous The qi machine suddenly disappeared, Tang Xuejian suddenly had a whim, and there seemed to be a breeze in the Lingtai. She looked back again and went to the vast sea of ​​people in Divine Sword Town, but she couldn't see the familiar figure.

"Junior sister, why are you so restless today?"

"Eldest brother, I can feel that Sedum is back."

Shi Renxiong had a happy expression on his face, nodded and said, "If I want to come to Shimen to arrange such a big event, he will come to see it no matter what. Junior sister, you can go find him, and I will go to the stone prison."

Tang Xuejian said that he didn't need to, "When he wants to see me, he will naturally appear, why should I go looking for him?"

Not much gossip, the two hurried to the stone prison, where the place was desolate and cold, no sunlight, only fluorite shimmering, faint blue. The prisoners detained in the prison are always divided into two categories, one is the disciple of the Divine Sword who has made mistakes, and the other is the foreign enemy who is beyond his capacity.

Nowadays, the world is in chaos. Most of the prisoners in the stone prison are temporarily pardoned, so that they can make up for their crimes. There are only two prisoners left, but they all have great backgrounds. It was none other than Zi Xuan, a descendant of Nuwa, and the Demon World Venerable Chonglou. Both of these two have supernatural abilities, one is a noble mother goddess, a born saint, inheriting the virtue of creation, and inheriting the grace of Anmin. , the other is the Supreme Being of Ninety-five, with a cultivation base that penetrates the sky and the earth, and the six realms communicate freely, but still can't escape the love network, and is willing to be the enemy of Chu Jianzong in order to rescue Zi Xuan.

Speaking of which, these two are both deeply trapped in the world, trapped by love.

Zi Xuan's sweetheart died because of the severance of reincarnation, and there is no chance of reincarnation. She is nostalgic for her old love, and she can't bear the obsession with life and death. Because of her deep affection, she hates it so much that this Queen Wa descended into the devil's way.

Mo Zun Lou has had several relationships with Zi Xuan, but he has already buried the seeds of love. He is a rare hero in the Six Realms, free and easy and arrogant. He traverses the universe just to find an opponent. A sword is as upright and heavy, but love is the most tempering of the heart, and the forged steel is also soft around the fingers. He never shows his intentions, but he does not pretend to be pretentious. Love is love, and death is okay.

They were in prison together, the days were cold, and the bitterness in their hearts gradually faded away.

Now there is still one missing five spirit beads needed for the Kunlun Heaven Repairing Array, and that water spirit bead is in Zi Xuan's hands. Tang and Shi were ordered by Chu Hanjing to persuade her to lend her Shui Lingzhu with the common people in mind. When the great cause is settled, the natural original will be returned.

Zixuan took a selfie in the stone prison with an endoscope, and the sad face made both of them feel something, and they couldn't help but sighed because of her ill-fated fate.

"There are people in the world? How many people know me in the world? Who do I care about?" The descendants of Nuwa were disheartened, "Life is like lavender, what a pity to die soon. In the past years, who else in the world deserves my attention? Why should I cherish the common people?"

Shi Renxiong sighed, "Fellow Daoist Zi, isn't the person you love not a member of all beings in the world? Since you can love him, you can also find another person worthy of your love. The world will collide, and life on this earth will be cut off from now on, and you will remember the grace of Emperor Wa in creating humans.

Hearing this, Zi Xuan was silent for a long time, but she only smiled lightly, "The time has passed, and all life has died, isn't it clean?"

"Fellow Daoist Zi, the sect master has instructed that if you don't want to help the righteous path, you can't continue to be in the company of the demons, and you will make mistakes again and again."

"Why, does she want you to give me death?"

"That's not the case, just send the two out of prison."

"Oh?" Zi Xuan finally turned around, "Why are you so generous?"

"Divine Sword Sect has never been so generous for four hundred years." Shi Renxiong smiled heartily, the swordsman was unrestrained, and his character was unparalleled.

Zixuan and Chonglou were able to see the sun again. At this time, the sun was shining brightly, dazzling people.

Seeing that Zi Xuan got out of trouble, Mo Zun didn't say much, and went straight back to the demon world. While Zi Xuan was about to leave, he heard Tang Xuejian say, "Friend Zi, do you want to see your lover again?"

"What advice do you have?"

"Divine Sword Gate opens the illusion of three worlds. For the three worlds, past, present, and future, if fellow Daoists have a knot in their hearts that they cannot let go of, they can enter the illusion once, or they can continue their career, even if it is only for a short period of one day."

Zi Xuan's indifferent and desolate mood finally has a hint of rejuvenation and warmth, and anyone can see the tenderness in her eyes, "Thank you. You are a goddess, but what is left?"

Shi Renxiong was shocked when he heard the words, but he didn't know that the younger sister had such a background. The reality of the divine tree gave birth to the gods of the heavens. If Zixuan's words were true, Tang Xuejian was actually a god.

"Fellow Daoist Zi, you have to be careful." The real person of Xiluan smiled.

Zi Xuan glanced at him, but didn't say anything after all, just set up a cloud of energy and slowly walked out of the valley.

Shi Renxiong reminded Tang Xuejian again, "Little Junior Sister, no matter what kind of background you have, you are still a disciple of Divine Sword Sect."

"I can save it, senior brother, don't worry, the Heavenly Realm has a deep hatred with me."

"Even so, one should always be careful."

Tang Xuejian nodded slightly. At this moment, the sound of a bell came from the mouth of the Divine Sword, and the illusion of the three worlds had already opened. All the characters in the world appeared.

The Sword Immortal in red looked at the vast mountains under the blue sky, with a sense of arrogance in his chest, and he roared and roared toward the magnificent place with the real person of Xiluan.

The sound of the bell from outside Shenjian Town, there was a commotion up and down, and in an instant, thousands of sword lights soared, and countless sword rainbows flew under the sky. In the vast atmosphere between heaven and earth, there were fish swimming around, all surrounding the Shenjian Valley, look at the two valleys of the valley. A clear light blooms in the mountains, as wide as a lake and as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the clear sky above and the sword light like stars.

Chu Hanjing stepped into the air from the valley, bowed his head in all directions, and raised his voice: "The illusion of the three worlds has opened, why are all the heroes hesitating? The world's achievements are all in it!"

As soon as these words came out, there were thousands of meteors falling down, escaping straight into the illusion.

In Shenjian Town, Lu's daughter heard the sound of the bell and pushed Sedum awake. This person curled up like a beggar and slept for a long time. Now she stood up, opened her eyes, and suddenly felt a cold electric shock. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Lu Shi's daughter only felt that the expression on his face was no longer indifferent, but it was also far from Shen Su. Instead, it was murderous and extremely gloomy.

"Engong, what's wrong with you?"

Sedum looked at Divine Sword Valley from afar, and suddenly laughed strangely, but without replying, he chanted aloud:

Thirty years of looking for swordsmen.

Several times the leaves fell and the branches were drawn.

After seeing the peach blossom,

No doubt until now.

The person sang and walked, and he reached the end of the world within a few steps, and disappeared from the sight of Lu's daughter in a flash. She looked at the distant Sedum, and suddenly realized that even if they met again in the future, it would never be the same again. That arrogant Nineteen Swordsman died in front of her today.

Lu's daughter grieved in her heart and stood on the spot, shedding tears unconsciously.

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