Lu Qingshan stretched out his hand and grasped the ancient bronze sword.
So, he knew the name of the ancient sword.
world.
Heaven moves vigorously, so a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself;
The Earth's position is Kun, and a gentleman carries the world with virtue.
To carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages and to bring peace to the world for all eternity.
The world is in your hands, who says it is too broad?
Heaven and earth, the sword of humanity, the sword of holiness.
It symbolizes the human race.
Holding this sword means carrying everything.
At this moment, Lu Qingshan seemed to be able to foresee the future and see that people would place their last hope on him.
Enemies will certainly bring hatred and pain, but to Lu Qingshan, they are nothing more than whetstones that motivate him to move forward.
The hardest thing to deal with is the feeling that everyone is hanging on your every word.
Yet, he could not refuse the burden.
All this is no longer just his business.
Li Qiubai's sword opened the gate of heaven, Xie Qingyun killed countless demons in the spiritual realm, Xia Daoyun guarded the Yumen Pass, and Chu Mushen ascended to the heaven to be the shepherd god...
All these feelings merged into a wonderful feeling, and then transformed into a sentence that I couldn't help but express.
"I send my wishes to the cold stars, but no one will notice..."
Lu Qingshan's voice rang out, cold and resolute, echoing between heaven and earth.
"I offer my blood to Xuanyuan!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the mighty sound of swords whistling resounded through heaven and earth.
He understood the spirit of heaven and earth and the true meaning of heaven and earth.
The ancient bronze sword burst into a bright light.
Lu Qingshan suddenly felt that the world was vast and there was a blazing light before his eyes.
The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants, farming and animal husbandry techniques, and the strategy of unifying the world all passed through his eyes.
Heaven and earth became his natal sword.
The seventh natal sword.
It is also the last natal sword.
The natal sword is of earth element.
Lu Qingshan only felt an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.
But he took a deep breath and suppressed all his emotions.
It's not over yet.
Along the way, we have gone through wind, frost, rain, snow, hardships, mountains of swords and seas of fire, and defeated all powerful enemies. Now it is finally the most critical moment.
He must not mess up.
Lu Qingshan looked around.
The sky and earth are clear and the weather is bleak.
The purple bamboo forest has long gone, and the sky, rivers and seas are as silent as death.
Lu Qingshan was in a daze, remembering many people and many old events, flashing through his mind.
How lonely.
How lonely the world would be without you!
At some point, he opened his eyes and a lotus appeared in his hand.
Five petals.
The Heart Demon Clan called it the Wandering God Flower, but Lu Qingshan called it the Tao Flower.
He had said before that the next time he would use this flower, it would only be in one situation.
Sword Immortal.
Right now.
"The Peach Blossoms that Suppress Demons, the Dragon Birds of the Forgotten River, the Heaven and Earth, the Fuyao Lieque."
Like a general commanding his troops.
Seven long swords that could be called the most powerful swords in the world were unsheathed and hovered in the air.
Even if a sword immortal were to be reborn, he would probably be shocked by this scene.
Who else has seen so many divine swords at the same time?
Lu Qingshan looked up at the sky, then stretched out his hand and spoke softly.
“Gentlemen…”
"Listen to the sword chant!"
The sword rang loudly.
The sound of clanging continues.
Where does loneliness come from?
…
No more hesitation.
Lu Qingshan’s mind was focused on the lotus in his hand.
His vision instantly rose high and far away by thousands of miles.
See the Milky Way, the sea, the South China Sea, the East China Sea, and all corners of the world.
See the Upside-Down Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, Penglai, Helan Mountain, and other famous mountains in the world.
See Chang'an City, Yumen, Guangling, the mountains and seas, and all the majestic passes.
See the plants, trees, fish, birds, and all living beings in the world.
In the process, I also met many familiar faces.
In Qingzhou, the newly born city of Zhenjiang, a man with a small team of people was patrolling the clean and tidy streets. He was wearing uniform and looked very impressive.
Lu Qingshan felt vaguely familiar. A childish young face appeared in his mind, and then a name came to his mind.
"Cai Xingchao."
He had said that he would stay and rebuild Zhenjiang City, and now his wish came true.
Moreover, he has become much more mature now, and his cultivation has made great progress. I believe that Deacon Cai in his netherworld must be very pleased.
I couldn't help but think of that time many years ago when monsters massacred the city and the elderly monk Cai Heng from the Zhenfu Division led a mother and son to break through.
The situation was critical at the time and there was no time to care about anything else, but now Lu Qingshan can clearly recall that Captain Xu Hao, who died in the stone chamber, chose to lend a helping hand after looking at him.
"Ha, the captain even found a specious reason to save them. In fact, it was just because they were people I knew."
Memories that seemed to have faded came flooding back to my mind.
Cai Xingchao, who was patrolling, suddenly turned sideways and stared at a certain place. The monks following him also stopped. Then a young monk was puzzled, "Deacon Cai, have you discovered something?"
Cai Xingchao shifted his gaze slightly, shook his head, and said loudly: "Continue patrolling."
…
In the vast blue South China Sea, among the Poseidon Islands, the main island of Jiaolong, which left many anecdotes, has disappeared without a trace.
A strong wind suddenly arose, causing waves and ripples on the water. A tall and slender man appeared above the sea without warning. His eyes were like the sun and the moon in the sky, quietly looking down.
The sea was surging, just like his thoughts at this moment.
The next moment, the man's figure disappeared in an instant like a foam phantom in the sunlight.
Wherever your mind goes, your body will go.
…
The southern part of the Yaoling Mountains.
A black rat, with tens of thousands of small mice, crouched on the ground, making a sharp, flattering voice like a eunuch in the palace, "The small mice and their children and grandchildren come to see the Immortal! Long live the Immortal!"
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”
The mice followed suit and made sounds, but because their intelligence was not yet fully developed, they could only make squeaking sounds, which blended together and were quite creepy.
Lu Qingshan couldn't help but laugh. It turned out to be Rat Batian, who had once protected the King of Western Rat. However, he had never seen him, so he couldn't recognize him.
…
A desolate land, deep in the three thousand mountains.
Lu Qingshan once again met Xue Zhuyong and Mo Zhizhi. They led the people to take root in the mountains, build towns, and prosper.
This is the vitality of the human race.
…
In Fufeng City, he met Bei Ming Zhen Zun, which reminded Lu Qingshan of his time in Qingzhou. However, he did not show up, but just glanced at him from a distance.
In Fengling River in the Western Regions, a swordsman girl named Li Baoping reminded Lu Qingshan of the high-spirited days of his life.
The most profound scene was not his self-destruction, but the little girl named Yang Qing'er, who invited him to visit the tribe with the most innocent eyes.
In an unknown small town in the Eastern Region, he met Tan Tai Qingrun, who had once been his "boss" and had fought alongside him. Her cultivation level in the Sixth Realm was truly worthy of her natural spiritual roots.
This time, Lu Qingshan chose to show up, and even invited Tan Tai Qingrun to go to Daoxuan Mountain to reminisce the past when he was free, but Tan Tai Qingrun refused. She was not a casual cultivator, but had a "public office" and was busy!
Lu Qingshan thought about it, and immediately brought Tan Tai Qingrun to the Upside-Down Mountain Range. Then he left leisurely, leaving the owner of Tan Tai Tower in a state of confusion.
Hey, the leader of the Sword Sect is not so easy to refuse.
At the Lotus Peak of Tianji Temple, he saw Lin Yao and Ling Yue. The two did not seem surprised by his appearance and bowed gracefully, calling him Sect Master Lu. Ling Yue even enthusiastically recounted everything about the Seven Realms Discussion on Taoism, feeling that Lu Qingshan had left everyone far behind. With a sigh, Lu Qingshan left quietly.
When we arrived at Zhongshan, the Zhulong Palace, the top sect that once dominated the area, had long since disappeared. It had been replaced by a new sect, and the scene of the past was no longer seen.
When he returned to Beicang City, Jian Tomb was gone and Xu Su was nowhere to be seen. The old Emperor Wu, who had been defeated twice by Li Qiubai, had already returned to the battlefield to guard the pass for the human race.
In the Black Abyss, I no longer saw the Blood Demon Lord, nor did I see the earth-shaking "God-killing War". The memories of the previous life had long been let go, and I was very grateful to come to this world.
Zangling, the Bear Tribe, the Huanling Sect, Chang'an City...
He kept revisiting the place and still saw many familiar faces.
Unconsciously, those faces have become mature or old. Not everyone can continue on the path of cultivation. Of course, there are many people who remain unchanged in their appearance, such as Mo Yan.
Memories are like a pot of wine, the more you drink, the deeper the taste becomes, making Lu Qingshan a little tipsy.
In a daze, Lu Qingshan suddenly discovered that the seven realms that were once vast and boundless were now just a blink of an eye.
And he is still so young, and has not changed much compared to the past. The swordsman who is passionate about swords is still the same today.
The realm of heaven and man, where one is out of body and wandering in the spirit, forgetting oneself, forgetting the heaven and earth, forgetting everything, until finally, only the Tao in one's heart remains. This is a path of seeking the Tao, but also an extremely dangerous path.
But for Lu Qingshan, it seemed not to be the case. Although everything passed by in a hurry, it became more and more vivid.
…
The mind is wandering in space, and the body is completely defenseless.
This is a rule that no one can change.
Although Tianhehai is the spirit of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, it does not mean that its intelligence is low. Now is the best time to kill Lu Qingshan, who has reached the Ninth Tribulation Realm and possesses the Wangchuan River.
It doesn't think there will be such an opportunity again in the future.
So it acted without hesitation.
The sea water turned into a long sword and rose into the air, but when the tip of the sword was still three feet away from Lu Qingshan's body, it was gone.
The woman in red palace dress was holding the dark blue river of oblivion in her hand and was confronting him with her eyebrows raised.
"Do you dare?"
I don’t know whether it is a brief quarter of an hour, or a long thousand years.
Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes.
The five petals of the Taoist flower in his hand withered one by one.
The long sword made of sea water that was hovering in the air three feet in front of Lu Qingshan suddenly shattered.
Lu Qingshan, who had regained consciousness after his three souls and seven spirits returned to their bodies, couldn't help but laugh softly and said, "Do you really think I have no defenses against you?"
He no longer paid attention to Tianhehai.
Purple air rose, and a real dragon appeared behind Lu Qingshan, with angry eyes and a bared beard, spitting out purple gold air from its mouth, which was indescribably precious.
While inheriting the world, Lu Qingshan also inherited the great fortune of the great sword immortal Chu Mushen.
That is the destiny of humanity that has guarded the human world for 20,000 years.
With the blessing of this luck, Lu Qingshan's luck, which had already made him a true dragon, reached a new level. No matter how huge or rich it was, it became unique in the world.
Lu Qingshan turned his head again and looked towards the sky, revealing a smile that seemed to be angry, sad, and happy, and said word by word:
"Just wait and see."
"How about this sword?"
All people who attain enlightenment in the world are in harmony with the Tao.
But the great way is endless, so why should we bow down before the way of heaven?
Just make your own way.
The world is in your hands.
A sword energy shot up into the sky.
The sword energy was of a dark yellow color, and the power contained in it was something that had never appeared in the world before.
The sword energy rises.
Everything in the world suddenly came to a standstill.
It was as if time and space were frozen.
The next moment, a line appeared at the boundary between the sky and the sea.
That was a sword mark.
So deep, so deep , that it pierced the sky.
That is also the beginning of a stroke.
This stroke extends, extends, and extends towards the end of the sky until it is invisible, spanning the sky.
This is the sword of the world.
It is also the sword of creation.
It is also the sword that opens the way.
The entire sky was filled with rumbling thunder.
The real dragon, as big as a mountain, coiled behind Lu Qingshan, with its head facing the entire sky and letting out an earth-shaking roar.
The real dragon occupies the human world.
Therefore, no thunder dared to explode in the world.
Lu Qingshan raised his head and gazed deeply, deeply at the sun and moon in the sky, which were alternately bright and dark, until they overlapped with the sun and moon in his eyes.
A moment later.
Colorful and shining.
A road that seemed both visible and invisible appeared at the feet of Lu Qingshan, extending towards the sky until it touched the door that was out of reach.
It was clear that the road had just been opened, but it was already thousands of miles long.
It is obviously the most difficult level, but it is also the easiest to pass it.
Lu Qingshan thought about it and suddenly realized.
It turned out that many years ago, when he first picked up the sword, he had already embarked on this path.
This journey is both a journey to the Nine Heavens and a journey of swordsmanship.
He had already mastered the way of the sword, but the time had not come yet.
The three great sword immortals came one after another to pave the way for sword practitioners all over the world. The Sword of Heaven and Earth bestowed luck, and the Youshenhua enlightened one's true nature.
The dragon is hiding in the abyss. Now is deep spring, and the dragon takes advantage of the time to change.
It's like a man who achieves his goal and travels all over the world.
If the sea does not come to greet me, I will come on my own.
The three great sword masters of Chang'an are no longer alive.
Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead.
Who in the world doesn’t know you?