Volume 4: Beginning of Spring Chapter 82 Significance

"Jiang Mo, him," Jiang Youcong took out a box of candies, gave Tang Butian two candies and said, "He hasn't exercised for a long time, so let's just take him out for a spring outing and a picnic..."

Tang Butian took a few steps forward.

While listening to Jiang You's meaningless chatter, she carefully felt everything around her. Suddenly, she felt a cold breath coming from behind her. She turned around abruptly and walked quickly up the hillside.

Jiang You twisted his neck left and right a few times and slowly followed.

My feet stepped on the slope and some mud fell down.

"It's so desolate and lifeless, and there's not even a tree... " Before he finished speaking, he saw a dead tree standing not far ahead.

Tang Butian walked under the dead tree.

The surface of the trunk is very mottled, with some white spots.

She raised her head.

Dead branches intertwined under the dim yellow sky.

Shadows were inverted on her body.

I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

She swung the knife to her side, but nothing happened. The tip of the knife only drew a half arc on the ground. In her sight, Jiang You walked up the hillside and came towards her. When he walked under the tree, she listened to Jiang You's slight breathing and suddenly calmed down.

She asked, "Where is he?"

"He's looking for Jiang Mo. He deliberately dragged us here. Isn't he just trying to kill us? He has a strong desire for revenge. Huang Juan surprised me a little."

"What will happen to her in the future?" Tang Butian asked.

"How would I know? There's nothing bad about that place. It's quite quiet when I sleep. When this is over, I'm going to sleep for a full 24 hours," Jiang You walked around the tree trunk, "Don't you think it's too quiet here?"

Tang Butian nodded slightly.

"Everything you see now is fake, a video played on a loop," Jiang You traced his finger on the tree trunk and said, "Here, cut it."

Tang Butian raised the wooden sword.

Jiang You took a step back.

The knife flashed, and the dead tree was cut into two parts from the middle. The upper half fell to the ground, and the ground shook. Then, Tang Butian saw cracks appearing on the ground one after another, radiating outwards from the dead tree.

Rumble.

Thunder exploded in my ears.

She raised her head, and the dim sky also cracked. Eyes opened one by one, and the blood-red eyeballs like tumors rolled around. Finally, all eyes were focused on her.

A crack appeared where she stood and expanded rapidly.

Just as she was about to jump away, her wrist was grabbed.

Then she heard Jiang You's voice penetrate the thunder and ring in her ears.

"What you see, hear, and feel is all fake."

The warmth came from my wrist.

Colors faded.

The surroundings turned into pure darkness.

There was only a pale yellow halo where the dead tree had originally stood.

Tang Butian went to see Jiang You.

There are a few stubbles on his chin, the flesh on his cheeks is a little saggy, and there are some obvious bags under his eyes.

She saw a few white hairs in her curled-up hair.

An ordinary fat guy who stays up too late.

Tang Butian thought about what an unusual fat person looked like, but before she could come to a conclusion, Jiang You turned around and looked at her. There was something in his eyes behind the glasses. He called her name: "Tang Butian."

"Um?"

"Divine thoughts, spiritual perception, mental power, which words do you use on the mountain?"

"Divine Thought, what's wrong?"

"You see some information, but your visual system cannot process it. It can only pass some . By projecting your divine thoughts outward and breaking through the limitations of your visual and auditory systems, you can see more and more fundamental things. Do you understand?"

"Sword cultivators do not cultivate divine thoughts, they only cultivate sword intent."

"Then you can only trust the knife... sword in your hand."

"clear."

"Huang Juan sent us here. In here," Jiang You pointed at the aperture, "probably, possibly, perhaps this is the core of this fragmented world. While it is playing hide-and-seek with Jiang Mo, let's smash the core."

Tang Butian clenched the wooden sword.

"It's here, it's God." Jiang You's tone was somewhat cautious.

"Can't Jiang Mo beat it here?" Tang Butian asked.

"I can't beat him without going crazy, and I don't want to clean up his mess," Jiang You looked at Tang Butian, "So, it's up to you."

"good. "

"Protect me." Jiang You added.

"good."

Jiang You stepped into the light circle first, then pulled Tang Butian in. A white staircase appeared in front of them. At the end of the staircase was a huge white statue.

Lower your eyes.

The corners of his mouth seemed to show both sadness and joy.

A black shadow was swimming on the steps like a strange fish.

Tang Butian's fingers tightly gripped the wooden sword.

The strange fish swam to Jiang You's side and opened its mouth, revealing its secret, numb teeth. It jumped up from the steps. At the same time, Tang Butian swung the wooden sword forward. The sword passed through its body, as if it was cutting into the air. The next moment, a black shadow climbed onto the wooden sword, and the sword suddenly became heavier...

entity.

A dark light flashed on the blade.

The strange fish was bounced away and turned into nothingness in mid-air...

Tang Butian pursed her lips.

She closed her eyes and let the wooden sword hang on the ground.

She carefully comprehended the information coming from the blade.

After her master died, she took his sword and walked into the sword tomb. She picked a place where there were many swords and they all looked good. When she was about to insert her sword into the group of swords, she heard the whistling of swords.

Turn your head.

A wooden sword, a wooden curved sword, flew out from the highest point of the sword tomb and flew towards her. All the swords in the sword tomb trembled and made a low humming sound.

She reached out and took it.

Very smooth.

She clenched it.

Close your eyes.

His mind sank into the wooden sword.

The shadows on the steps moved. She seemed to see a ray of light.

The tip of the knife also moved.

Tang Butian stepped onto the stairs, and was led by the wooden sword, walking up step by step. The shadow circled around her feet, climbed onto her shoes, and opened its mouth...

She jumped up and chopped the fish head with the wooden sword, cutting off the ray of light. She opened her eyes and black liquid splashed out and landed on the white steps.

Landed.

Two figures, one black and one white, stood in front of her and Jiang You.

She has consumed a lot of her spiritual energy.

We must fight quickly and decisively.

A dark light floated on the blade.

The wooden sword split into two in mid-air and flew towards the two figures.

Jiang You passed between the black and white figures.

He walked up step by step, more than ten steps in a row, then he turned around and looked down at Tang Butian who was fighting with the black and white figures.

The statue's eyes seemed to open slightly.

The black man punched Tang Butian on the shoulder. After Tang Butian rolled a few times on the steps, she raised her wooden sword to block the white man's attack.

The spiritual power is almost exhausted.

She watched the black and white figures float towards her at the same time.

She gritted her teeth.

His mind once again sank into the sword.

The spiritual power was drained, and something in the body seemed to flow into the sword, life force, or...

At this moment, she once again saw a ray of light moving in the darkness.

Cut off.

The moment the wooden sword passed over the figure, the black and white figure disappeared.

She opened her eyes, gasping for breath, and stood up using the wooden sword as support. When she looked up, she saw Jiang You looking at her.

The look in his eyes was a little strange.

The wooden sword trembled, and suddenly slipped out of her hand and flew towards Jiang You...

"Jiang You?!"