Chapter 170 The Third Ancestor Sleeps: A New Chapter! [Please vote for recommendation! 】
The flowing light easily throws people away, turning cherries red and bananas green.
……
Spring passes and autumn arrives.
In a blink of an eye, it’s thirty years of cold and heat again.
This day.
The moon is in the middle of the night.
Chen Jichuan was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, and Wang Yan was also practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.
Thirty years later, Wang Yan was now sixty years old. It has been forty-nine years since Chen Jichuan came to this world. Based on his bone age, he is only forty-three years old. He has already been overtaken by Wang Yan.
Fortunately, both of them have developed innate skills at a young age and have good facial expressions. Their appearance only looks like they are in their thirties. Although he is more mature, he is not old-fashioned at all.
Staying together is more like a young couple who have just gotten married.
Under night.
The sword light flashed.
Wang Yan has already practiced the "Nine Lightning Swords" and "The Mighty Thunder Sword" to perfection, and he has also practiced the "Four-Nine Tribulations Sword" to perfection.
The sword comes out like lightning.
The sword fell and thunder struck.
Practice the speed and power of your swordsmanship to the extreme that your innate ability can achieve.
One step further is the virtual realm.
Unfortunately, this step has trapped Wang Yan for ten years.
Thirty years ago, the 'Gentleman's Sword' had become a legend, and now the upstart in the "Tianbang" is the 'Lightning Sword' Wang Yan.
The sword comes out like thunder and lightning, killing Xiantian and Huajin with fear.
A few years ago, it ranked sixth on the "Tian Ranking", already surpassing the 'Junzi Sword' back then.
"Hoo!"
After practicing a set of sword techniques back and forth several times as he pleased, Wang Yan put away his sword.
He picked up the yellow gourd on the side, opened the lid, and took a sip in his mouth——
Gudong!
The aroma is rich.
Fruity and fragrant.
This is not an ordinary fruit wine, but the famous 'Zhu fruit wine' from the seven states of Middle-earth.
If those top masters saw Wang Yan treating 'Zhuguo Wine' as ordinary wine and drinking it whenever he wanted, their envious eyes would fall out.
But to Wang Yan, the young master's uncle seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of 'zhuguojiu'.
It's available anytime you ask for it.
Sometimes even if I don't ask for it, my junior uncle will take the initiative to give it to me.
During festivals or even during holidays, as long as my uncle goes to see her grandparents, he will definitely bring a few gourds of red fruit wine with him.
Often over time.
Zhuguo wine, which was regarded as a treasure by outsiders, was naturally not considered precious in Wang Yan's eyes.
She is able to occupy the sixth place in the "Tianbang". In addition to Chen Jichuan's personal guidance all year round, it is also inseparable from the daily consumption of 'Zhuguojiu'.
Talking about strength.
I'm afraid it's not much worse than the Iron-Armed Monkey King back then.
While Wang Yan was drinking, he was pondering over issues related to cultivation, and from time to time he went to see his junior uncle who was still practicing his sword.
It's quite pleasant.
Suddenly.
"Hiss!"
Wang Yan suddenly felt the coldness coming over him and couldn't help but shudder.
I couldn't help but wonder: "Why is it so cold in the dog days of summer?"
She looked up and saw that her junior uncle had also stopped, so she walked forward with a wine gourd and said, "I don't know why it suddenly became cold. Take a sip of wine to warm yourself up."
Chen Jichuan sheathed his sword, took the wine gourd, took a sip, and said to Wang Yan, "It's Patriarch Bu who is back."
"Master Bu?"
Wang Yan didn't react for a while, but then he understood: "The sudden drop in temperature has something to do with Master Bu?"
She was curious.
I don’t know how Master Bu has such magical powers. I heard my junior uncle say that Patriarch Bu cultivated the ‘Tian Shuang Sword’. Could it be that he had understood some frosty conception?
"I can't explain it for a while, so I'll go there first."
Chen Jichuan knew the reason.
However, Patriarch Bu had been away from Pengshan County for more than 20 years. Now that he was back, he had to go and have a look first and had no time to explain to Wang Yan.
Estimate based on time.
This Patriarch Bu didn't have much time to live.
"Then go quickly and don't worry about me."
Wang Yan said hurriedly after hearing this.
"Yeah."
"Go to bed early."
Chen Jichuan said something, moved his feet, and disappeared in the courtyard in an instant.
After he left.
Wang Yan pursed his lips, put down the wine gourd, and started practicing again with his sword.
The sword light appeared again.
Under the moonlight, swords were flying.
……
Taixu Sword Sect.
Wanjuan Cave in the back mountain.
Chen Jichuan's body swayed and fell outside the cave. Not long after, I saw a figure coming from a distance and falling down.
This man had gray hair and was obviously old, but looked dusty. He held a sword in one hand and held up a long object wrapped in wood with the other.
It didn't look light, but it was easily lifted by the old man without panting.
"Master Bu."
Chen Jichuan called out to the visitor and sighed in his heart.
Fast forward thirty years.
More than twenty years apart.
When he left, the patriarch still retained some of his majesty. Now that I have returned, I have run out of oil. Chen Jichuan could see that Bu Wushuang was hanging on with his heart, and the fire of life would be extinguished at any time.
After all, at the age of 311, every day is a close call.
"Wang Shan."
Bu Wushuang looked at Chen Jichuan and moved the corners of his mouth slightly, releasing a trace of kindness.
He is taciturn.
But we also know that Chen Jichuan is the future hope of Taixu Sword Sect and his, Qin Feng and Nie Yun's successor.
"Has the Patriarch found the 'Wanzai Xuanbing'?"
Chen Jichuan stepped forward, took the long wooden box from Bu Wu's hands, and asked.
Actually.
He had seen Wanzai Xuanbing in Yuquan World, and now he felt the bone-chilling chill that the wood couldn't stop.
More than twenty years ago.
Chen Jichuan felt that the three ancestors were about to pass away, so he told Qin, Nie, and Bu about the "Xuan Guan Technique" under the pretext of "Qiyu".
The three of them were overjoyed.
After some discussion, Qin Feng and Nie Yun finally stayed in Pengshan County to support Chen Jichuan's practice. Bu Wushuang, on the other hand, traveled to the Arctic glaciers to find the whereabouts of the 'Wanzai Xuanbing'.
It is difficult to form and even harder to find the Xuanbing Bell that has been created by heaven and earth for thousands of years.
Fortunately, there is no 'mystical art' in this world, nor is there any method of refining weapons.
In the Arctic, as long as there is thousands of years of black ice formed, generally no one will take it.
But that's the case.
Bu Wushuang also spent more than twenty years.
However, looking at the size of this wooden box, there is more than one square million-year-old ice in it.
"Not bad."
"This thing is a bit hard to find. I have only found three pieces in more than 20 years."
Bu Wushuang nodded and said, with tiredness and a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Three dollars."
"Enough."
Chen Jichuan was a little happy.
With these three pieces of ten thousand years of black ice, it is completely possible to put the three virtual realms into a deep sleep.
In this way, three hundred years can be stolen from the cycle of life and death. In the next three hundred years, even if the Taixu Sword Sect does not advance to a new virtual realm, he will not be allowed to fight alone.
"Junior Brother Bu."
"Junior brother."
While Chen Jichuan was talking to Bu Wushuang, Qin Feng and Nie Yun also came out of the Wanjuan Cave. When they saw Bu Wushuang, they both looked surprised.
……
Enter the cave.
Looking at the three pieces of Wanzai Xuanbing in front of him that exuded a bone-chilling chill, Qin Feng doubted and said, "Can these things really cover up the secrets of heaven and deceive the cycle of life and death?"
Qin Feng has lived for two hundred and ninety-eight years. He has traveled far and wide for many years, but he has never heard of such mysterious magic skills.
There is inevitably some doubt.
"There should be no lies."
"Even if it is fake, there will be no loss."
Nie Yun looked around Wanzai Xuanbing again and again. After hearing Qin Feng's words, he raised his head and smiled.
"Same."
"Half of the body is buried in the earth, and it makes no difference how many years earlier it is. If this mysterious skill is really as powerful as it says, then unless a new powerful person is born in the future, our Taixu Sword Sect will definitely be able to conquer the Middle Earth The seven states will stand firm for thousands of years and will never decline!”
I thought that one day there would be dozens or even hundreds of great masters of the virtual realm and the divine realm sleeping under this Ten Thousand Volumes Cave.
Once there is a change.
When someone wakes up, dozens or hundreds of great masters are born——
That scene would probably frighten even the most powerful people!
Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but get excited.
"Two senior brothers——" Qin Feng looked at Nie Yun and Bu Wushuang, intending to let them use the 'Xuan Guan Technique' to fall asleep.
The two of them didn't have much to live.
This should be done sooner rather than later.
Nie and Bu knew what Qin Feng meant, but they themselves knew their physical condition.
Nie Yun shook his head and said: "I can't live for a few days, so I won't bother. In my last days, I want to visit Pengshan County and Anhua County."
"Me too."
Bu Wushuang also followed.
One of them is 305 years old, the other is 311 years old, and they have both reached the end of their life span.
But the latter one was trying to find Wanzai Xuanbing and bring Wanzai Xuanbing back, so he held his breath. Now that I'm back, I feel relieved and my energy and energy are passing quickly.
Bu Wushuang knew that his day was coming soon.
Instead of sleeping in the ice, not knowing whether I will wake up one day, it is better to take advantage of the last time and go out for a walk.
The same goes for Nie Yun.
He also felt that time was running out, and all these years he had been thinking about waiting until Bu Wushuang came back. I have really waited for today, and I have no regrets in this life.
Xuanbing is rare for ten thousand years.
It's better not to waste this dead tree that is about to be buried.
Chen Jichuan listened and remained silent for a long time without speaking.
He also knew that the 'Xuan Guan Technique' claimed to be able to conceal reincarnation, but people like Nie Yun and Bu Wushuang, whose life spans were even less than a year, would most likely fall asleep once this technique was used, never to wake up again.
So he didn't try to persuade her.
"Senior brother——"
When Qin Feng heard what the two said, the excitement on his face quickly cooled down and he fell into silence.
In a trance.
The scene when the three of them were brothers and sisters traveled together in the world flashed through his mind.
Practice martial arts.
Love and hate.
Over the years, there have been countless stories between the three of them.
We had quarrels and separations, but in the end we supported each other and got where we are today.
The Taixu Sword Sect is managed with great vigour.
And discovered a peerless genius like Chen Jichuan.
Through time, it seems that the Taixu Sword Sect, under the leadership of Chen Jichuan, continues to expand from the two counties until the day it returns to its former glory.
But it's a pity.
His two senior brothers couldn't wait for that day.
……
The second day.
Nie Yun and Bu Wushuang hired a carriage and set off from Pengshan City. They walked through the cities of Pengshan County and Anhua County. They saw the people in the two counties were prosperous and the troops in the two counties were neat and majestic.
There were constant smiles along the way.
Bits and pieces of memories came to mind.
Early June.
A carriage was driving slowly on the official road of Anhua County. Inside the carriage, two old men sat facing each other, with smiles on their faces, but they never opened their eyes.
……
June sixteenth.
The tenth day on which the two founders, Nie Yun and Bu Wushuang, passed away.
Patriarch Qin Feng finished explaining his funeral affairs, stepped into the depths of Wanjuan Cave, performed the 'Xuan Guan Technique', and froze himself into a deep sleep underground.
So far.
Taixu Sword Sect has only Chen Jichuan, the virtual realm grandmaster left, and it has opened a new chapter.
……
On Monday, the demon monk asks for a recommendation vote!
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