Chapter 1612: One Sword Breaks the Incense
“Adding insult to injury?”
Everyone was startled, unable to reflect the meaning of Balian’s words.
Whose well is this going to fall into? Whose stone is it going to fall into?
Nv Fan frowned and was about to speak when she saw Bai Lian's hand holding the broken sword raised casually and naturally.
Just before she realized what he was planning to do, Balian raised his arm and the sword suddenly flew out, carrying an astonishing demonic power. For a moment, the broken sword with all its spiritual energy was completely dissipated. It was like a huge monster awakening from its hibernation.
It was completely different from the murderous look he had just wiped off the blood on his sword with his fingers!
Nv Fan shuddered, feeling that when the target of the sword was her, the broken sword passed through the air and failed to hurt her at all.
But even so, the sword wind that passed by her was like a heavy mountain crushing her, causing her skin and bones to ache.
The sword that seemed to be thrown out at random actually contained such violent and domineering power.
"Pfft" a strange voice sounded.
That was the dull sound of Qi Hai Dantian being penetrated and pierced.
On the line between life and death, Sumirefu-kun burst out with a strong desire to survive at this moment. His eyes bulged, and he reached out to hug the hilt of the sword with both hands. The sword seemed extremely strange and cold at this moment.
The broken sword penetrated his abdomen with an unstoppable momentum. However, the sudden burst of force made him unable to resist. The piercing force pushed his body backwards uncontrollably. It galloped for dozens of miles, and finally came to a halt when it hit a mountain with a heavy blast.
The huge mountain shook, and large clumps of ice and snow shook down.
Sumirefu-kun's hands hugged the hilt of the sword and tried to counteract the sword's power, but he could only do nothing but keep bleeding.
His mind went blank, and his thoughts ran stiffly for a long time before he realized what had happened.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Sumirefu-kun collapsed towards him out of extreme despair and fear, his face became ferocious and terrifying, he was hysterical Roaring, layers of terrifying red bloodshot gradually appeared in his eyes, and the thick and stretched veins on his neck bulged rapidly with anger.
Everyone was stunned and stunned on the spot. Seeing this tragic situation, they couldn't help but close their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
In this world, among monsters, immortals, humans, and demons, the most important thing for practitioners is the Dantian of the sea of qi. Those who practice the immortal path of the superior realm can have their spiritual roots separated from the heart and hidden in the dantian of the sea of qi. It can better circulate the heavens and enhance spiritual power.
This sword was not cruel, it directly destroyed his cultivation.
However, everyone knows that what can make Lord Sumire collapse in such despair is not the end of his century-old practice.
As the youngest Golden Immortal in all eternity, Mr. Sumirefu has a vast body of cultivation, all of which are members of his own clan, the Immortal Clan. Thousands of blood relatives have paved the way for him with their blood and their bones. Just came out.
This sword broke not only his cultivation, but also the only hope of the Changsheng clan in their lifetime.
Junfu asked himself that he was unruly and unruly in this life, and he was proud that in the rest of his life, he would carry forward the Changsheng lineage and dominate the world. The path he pursues in this life must be a unique road, which will last for eternity in future generations.
However, all this has just begun, but right now, all the high spirits and ambitions in his heart are empty talk.
This makes people... how can we not feel despair.
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you, the evil devil!!!"
The severe pain that penetrated his body couldn't suppress the soaring hatred and anger in his heart, Sumire Fu Jun's pupils kept dilating, and his eye sockets were so red that they seemed to be filled with blood. He stared at Bailian, wishing he could twitch his muscles and peel off his bones.
Bai Lian deeply agreed and said calmly: "Since ancient times, immortals and demons have been incompatible. It is normal for you to have the desire to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. It is just a lineage of Changsheng. Seven hundred thousand years ago, you were greatly favored by the Lord Kunlun. Changsheng Emperor Sheng has been thinking about this for so many years.
< br>Why, Emperor Changsheng didn’t even tell you about this when he transferred all his power to you. Today, he is actually able to see you become the first immortal to draw his sword against the Lord Kunlun.”
All the immortals fell into a daze, filled with surprise and doubt.
Emperor Changsheng ever received great favor from his empress? Why have I never heard of this? Sumirefu-kun, whose face was distorted and pinned firmly under the sword, stopped struggling. His bloodshot eyes looked at Balian in disbelief, as if he couldn't understand why he knew.
Seven hundred thousand years ago, the Changsheng lineage had not yet risen, and his grandfather was just a little-known White Immortal at that time. He was appointed to the cave of the famous Golden Immortal Moyang Zhenren at that time.
Speaking of the psyche experience of the real Mo Yang, it is quite imaginary with that of the golden immortal Fengxu. Although he is a true immortal, in order to pursue the forbidden power of immortality, he secretly practices evil magic and secrets, and sacrifices his soul to the cave. A subordinate of the guest minister.
When his time came, his grandfather's mortal body naturally became the target of the deceased Mo Yang Zhenren.
As a matter of fact, Bai Xian had no power to fight back against a person of Jin Xian's level, and could only be slaughtered by others, and the process of seizing the body was unimpeded.
The body is occupied by others, and the soul is eaten by humans.
But others didn't know the strange cause and effect, and they couldn't see that he was fighting for others. They just thought that he was still the ordinary Bai Xian Changsheng.
Just when the heart lamp of soul fire was about to extinguish in the darkness of despair, it was the empress’s magical eyes that saw through the truth, and she captured the soul of the evil fairy with her hands, leaving a trace in Changsheng’s body. With the help of this Tao Seed, he slept for thousands of years, and then he was able to fully restore his soul. After that, the calamity changed and he became the Great Emperor.
Chang Sheng was grateful to his empress not only for saving his life, but also for granting her the Taoist fruit.
But there are regulations in the immortal world. If someone encounters an evil cultivator who seizes the body, his Taoist heart will be dirty, and his soul will be difficult to recover. It is very easy to distinguish between self and others. He has never been controlled by the inner demon of the person who seizes the body. If you are not careful, you will fall into the devil's path and you will never recover.
Therefore, in the fairy world, even if you never do bad things or do bad things in your life, but if you are unlucky and lose your body to that old monster from the fairy clan with evil thoughts, you will have to live in this world for the rest of your life. Amid his suspicion and prejudice, it has been difficult for him to be reused.
However, except for the deceased soul sacrificers and Chang Sheng himself, no one else knew about the evil transformation of the Golden Immortal Mo Yang.
This preserved his future and left hope and light in his monastic career.
Chang Sheng can deeply feel that the Empress is not a gentle god, but she is always the safest, most reliable, and most reassuring being in her actions.
This does not affect his gratitude to his empress at all.
God Lord Kunlun is immortal and as powerful as the insurmountable mountains and seas. Even though Changsheng wanted to repay his kindness, he never had the chance.
Until the clan change, when he was dying, he told Lord Sumire the biggest secrets and regrets he had hidden in his heart, and solemnly told him that if one day, the empress was in danger, everyone in the world would bear her down, and he would be the only one. A long rising vein cannot be lost.
Even if you give up the inheritance of this family and cut off this incense, whenever you have the opportunity, you will repay your kindness with your own body. There should be no hesitation, let alone regret.
It is such a secret that others don’t know and the world doesn’t know.
Perhaps even the empress no longer remembers her actions back then, which allowed the Changsheng clan to benefit from her.
If it weren’t for Balian, who had merged the memories of two lives, he would not know how hateful and excessive it was for this boy to be the first among all living beings to draw a sword against the empress.
It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on Mr. Sumirefu's head. His boiling thoughts instantly cooled down. He didn't even dare to look at the eyes of other fellow immortals.
Despite knowing that it is impossible for these monks to believe the words of a demon.
But what Balian said made the regretful face about Chun Chun's teachings when his grandfather returned more and more vividly in his mind, which hurt his heart.
He murmured and subconsciously retorted: "No... it's not this..."
"You want to say it's not like this?" The misty night light penetrated the silver mask and fell on it. In the pair of ice blue eyes under the mask.
Baili An looked at Mr. Jinfu calmly and said calmly: "Then you have to think about it. What exactly are you denying in the lie you are about to tell at this moment?" Persistence meant that he risked his life and would not forget to confess his lifelong regrets even at the last moment.
If Emperor Changsheng was still alive at this moment, he would not even want to see his beloved grandson finally become a person who repays kindness with hatred and draws a sword against him.
Sumifu-kun's body was shaken. He wanted to breathe hard, but he couldn't muster any strength at all.
He collapsed a little: "Why do you know...why do you know...you are obviously a demon, why do you know about my grandfather!"