Chapter 615 Mood and Uniqueness
The entire hall is paved with true energy source stones. The overwhelming amount of true energy makes people feel like they are falling into the sea of clouds, and their whole body is cold and comfortable. Dozens of portraits hang on the surrounding purple and gold walls. Judging from the ancient seal scripts on the portraits, they are all of the Xuantian Sword Sect’s past leaders and their life stories!
Not only that, the exercises and magical power jade slips practiced by each master are listed one by one below.
At the deepest point, there is a sword-shaped seat glowing with white jade. There are two shining things on the seat, a bloody dragon dagger and a banana fan. , before he got close, he felt the aura of cruelty and murder rushing towards his face.
These are the two acquired spiritual treasures of Xuantian Sword Sect that protect the mountains!
Under the seat, it was filled with extremely rich true energy and spiritual energy fluctuations, which seemed to lead to the entire Xuantian Mountains where the Xuantian Sword Sect was located.
Where is the dragon vein and dragon head!
In addition, above the throne, there were faint illusions rising and falling, disillusionment endless, like some kind of prophecy.
This hall not only contains the true mantles of the past sect masters, but also the two spiritual treasures that guard the sect and the dragon veins and dragon heads. It is already a fluke that a mere true disciple of Xin Zhuo can come in. Got it!
Ten breaths was not long, and he did not even have time to think about anything else. He immediately looked at the throne, looking for the line of words.
The handwriting is very conspicuous, and it is on the seat of the throne -
"The Great Luo Secret Order, a disciple has come to this world, collect it quickly, Xin Zhuo, the alchemist of Kunxu City, is the first!"
The logic of this line is weird, as if there is a grammatical defect, and it is also very sloppy, as if it was left in a hurry.
The traces of the words are filled with a sense of time, as if they have been left for a long time.
But... they are Ji Jiuwei's fonts.
That woman, who had a strong personality, was born as an imperial princess, was beautiful, graceful, and generous, but her handwriting was as arrogant as a man's.
Xin Zhuo stared blankly, imagining the scene when Ji Jiuwei carved these lines...
A smile appeared on his face, and then the smile gradually disappeared and turned into an unspeakable expression. Loneliness.
Lonely in a different world, I finally entered the Jiang family and barely found a sense of belonging.
He lost his mother early in his previous life, and in this life he devoted his whole heart to Ji Jiuwei and the others. With his mother and family here, this strange world would not be so scary.
That year he went to Western Qin, managed an army of 300,000 men, and racked his brains to go to Yaoqiu. Wasn't it to save this old lady?
Actually, he is just an ordinary young man who cannot be more ordinary. He is a little smart at best, and he can also be passionate, pretentious, and fool around. He has always felt that he is a vulgar person, and he can just be content with being rich. If others don't force him, it doesn't matter. Damn dreams.
Until, suddenly, I discovered that the ups and downs in those years were all a game played by these strange people. At the end of the game, it was those people who broke all the illusions of an ordinary person like him!
Everything suddenly became vulgar and ridiculous!
No! The only one who is ridiculous is actually himself, because he is the only one who is doing all kinds of tricks like a stupid young man, and the others are here to play the game of life.
In the end, those people regarded him as a dispensable thing and threw him away!
This is something that a common man cannot accept.
What was even more unacceptable was that these people gave him alms before leaving.
He would not die of loneliness and hunger like Jiang Zichong and become a withered skeleton that no one cares about.
Although he didn't care in his heart, this was more like a great irony to him.
"Time's up!"
The cold scoldings of ten elders came from outside.
Xin Zhuo's breathing suddenly became a little faster, and he stretched out his fingers fiercely, and the ancient ultimate attack flashed away.
[Dou Zi Jue]
The line of handwriting was instantly smoothed.
"Bold!"
"Xin Zhuo, what are you doing?"
Several figures pulled out the swords at their waists and charged towards them with murderous intent.
Xin Zhuo refused to pay attention and walked out of the inner hall. He passed by a group of elders who looked like they were facing formidable enemies. He flashed into the air and then returned to Standing Sword Peak.
The drizzle is still falling, slowly gathering into a stream, flowing down the bottomless cliffs around the mountain peak, becoming a waterfall.
On the Creation Peak in the distance, there is a majestic atmosphere. Dozens of peak masters and elders at the top of the sect are working hard to understand the "Dou Zi Jue". However, except for the rain, it is quiet here. The other brothers and sisters do not know where they have gone.
Zhao Yizhu, who was dressed in white plain clothes and looked like an immortal, was squatting in front of the hall with Xiao Huang, waiting for him quietly, as gentle and quiet as before.
Xin Zhuo walked into the hall with a numb expression and lay on the bed.
“Creak——”
Xiao Huang closed the palace door. Zhao Yizhu sat beside the bed with the fragrance of flowers, and looked at him silently with a pair of hazy beautiful eyes. After looking at him for a long time, he suddenly lay down next to him.
"Did you see that line of characters?" Zhao Yizhu asked.
Xin Zhuo said: "Yes!"
"Are you sad?"
"Yes!"
"...Actually, you don't have to think too much!"
"It's hard not to think about it!"
"Those who are astonishingly talented and beautiful since ancient times are all lonely!"
"Do you think I am stunningly talented?"< br>
"The entire Xuantian Sword Sect thinks so. No one can deny what you have done in the past few days. I heard that the other seventeen sects are also asking for your name. Soon, Xin Zhuo's name will be It will resound throughout the Eighteen Sects”
"What's the point? I don't care about these things at all. What's amazing is too fake. Did you know that the moment I learned the Dou Zi Jue, I vaguely felt the terror of the medieval warriors. Even the entire Xuantian Sword Sect is not enough. A person can be crushed with just one finger... I actually have no potential!"
"Xin Zhuo!" Zhao Yizhu frowned and said angrily: "It's just a little trick of those families, why should you stick to the past? ?"< br>
“How can I not think about the past? Do you know that Fulongshan, the Jiang family, and Xi Qin have exhausted all my enthusiasm!”
“You can at least break into this world. ! Go tell those families in the future that you are very angry, and Jiang Zichong is also very angry! You have to tell those people in Fulong Mountain that you, the boss, are always the boss!"
"Then what? ?”
"..."
Zhao Yizhu was silent. After a long time, he stretched out his slender hand, touched his face, and said softly: "Why do you care about the future? Even if you go and take a look at this world, I will always accompany you to every corner of the world. I have been waiting for you for many years!”
Xin Zhuo frowned: “You have been waiting for me for many years?” br>
Zhao Yizhu chuckled: "I'm waiting for someone to heal my eyes and ears!"
The loneliness and decadence on Xin Zhuo's face suddenly disappeared, and he smiled: "Very good, you I finally admit that I am not Zhao Linghe. I don’t care who you are. If you, Zhao Yizhu, try to trick me in the future, I will bury you with those other families!”
Zhao Yizhu smiled: "Okay, bury me deeper!"
Xin Zhuo sat up cross-legged, with clear eyes, and looked outside the hall: "To strive for more resources, let's share them together. , enter the spiritual platform as soon as possible. On the throne of the leader, I saw something. The world is constantly changing. In the past few years, countless masters and monsters will appear, and the realms will be higher than the last. The eighteen sects may really become one. Destroyed at night!"
Zhao Yizhu hesitated and asked: "But how to get more?"
"The only one!" br>
Xin Zhuo said: "I messed up the order of the secret technique of Dou Zi on the wordless tablet. More importantly, it is the technique of Fa Wu Tong Yu Xuan. No one except me can learn it. I want to ensure that I am the only one, and the only one is more valuable, and I want to drain all the resources of Xuantian Sword Sect!”
He is very good at fusion techniques. If he disrupts the order of a secret technique, no one can see the problem because they don't know the specific practice method of this secret technique.
Zhao Yizhu was stunned for a moment: "You..."
Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves and said: "Why should I be an honest person? Without me, they would not be able to see through the monument!"< br>
……
One month flies by in a blink of an eye.
The 103rd True Disciple Hall in Jianjian Peak has been rebuilt by the craftsmen and disciples of Tianmen Mountain. The huge word "Tenth" can be seen from a long distance, and the spiritual veins under the palace lead directly to the main vein of Xuantian Peak. Practice here and get twice the result with half the effort!
In addition, elixirs, martial arts stones, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, various spiritual martial arts, and techniques are sent to you at all costs. As long as you want it, there is nothing that the sect cannot do, just dig three feet into the ground. Send it to you too.
The bonus for the next head coach candidate is definitely not a joke!
And this month, the broken monument of Creation Peak has become a forbidden area for the sect. The acting headmaster, the peak masters and the main elders of the first echelon of the ancient supreme secrets have been defeated.
The second echelon, the true disciples, were defeated again.
Then, there was no more.
Everyone can see that there seems to be no problem with this secret technique, but it is too difficult. Even if there are detailed practice methods, because the Middle Ages are too long ago, the practice methods are not applicable to today, and it requires strong comprehension ability. Unfortunately They didn't, otherwise it wouldn't be Xin Zhuo's turn!
As a result, many people focused on Xin Zhuo again.
(End of this chapter)