Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 494 Ascension (End)
"It's time to end, it's been 200 years."

"Finally, I don't have to guard this torn piece of paper in the Hidden Sword Pavilion."

"I hope Junior Brother Xuanwei can succeed, but even if he fails, we won't know."

Fu Ling listened to the discussions of those sword repair souls, and then gradually disappeared before her eyes.

"Xingye, did I say something wrong to Master." Fuling stood where she was, what she saw in front of her eyes seemed to be thorns, poking her heart that would not fluctuate.

"That's the choice made by Sword Master Shui Wuxi himself, and it's also his responsibility as the master of Lingyan Peak. Fu Ling, you just need to watch the end quietly." Xing Ye replied.

"But..." Master seemed to have chosen not a path leading to a happy ending.

Fu Ling didn't linger for too long, and soon her expression changed back to that calm look.

When she chased out from the hidden sword pavilion, Xuanwei and Ziwan had already started to fight, and the ancient demons surrounded Xuanwei.

The thunders that kept falling were chasing Xuan Wei one by one and hacking alone. Under the sky full of lightning, his blue clothes fluttered, and the body of Shui Wuxi sword was white and not stained with white spots and black magic energy.

"Xuan Wei, after all you chose to sacrifice your life for the safety of the world. I didn't expect you to be so selfless." Zi Wan said with a half-smile.

"I thought you would choose to continue to delay, imagining that the Zhaixing Pavilion and Sanqing Temple would settle the matter sooner or later."

Xuan Weili also ignored Zi Wan's provocation, and directly drew out his sword.

The battle between Xuanwei and Ziwan was in the sky far away from the ground, but even so the monks below were still affected. Fuling and Jizhi helped resist the residual power of the attacks of the ancient monsters.

As for the battle between Xuanwei and Ziwan, it was beyond their ability to intervene.

This battle has been fought for three days and three nights, but there is no winner. Tianlei has also been hacking for three days and three nights. The power is also increasing, and the way of heaven still has no intention of stopping.

Finally on the third day, it was Xuanwei who won the victory, all the ancient demons were wiped out, and even Ziwan was beheaded by his sword.

Before the asters dissipated, peach blossom petals suddenly floated in the sky.

"Whether it's you or me, it's all for the same purpose." Zi Wan suddenly smiled at Xuan Wei.

Xuan Wei is already at the end of his strength, he doesn't know how many times he can withstand the thunder, and he is surprised by Zi Wan's sudden change of attitude.

"What do you mean by that?"

"In this way, my last avatar will never see the light of day again. Xuanwei, let your apprentices treat my sister well, this is what you humans owe me." After Zi Wan finished speaking, she looked down at the One glance at the direction of Poria.

From a long distance away, he showed Fu Ling a smile as beautiful as a peach blossom on a branch in spring when the sun is shining, just like the description of his appearance in the books of human beings who recorded him, and like Fu Ling when he was young. As I have seen countless times.

Fu Ling looked up at the direction where Master and Zi Wan were fighting in the sky. When peach petals fell from the sky, she seemed to vaguely see her brother Zi Wan's smile.

"Fu Ling, my brother will take you to the back mountain to grill fish..." Although it was a rare and silent world, Fu Ling felt that she heard her elder brother's voice, full of youthful wantonness and cheerfulness.

Fu Ling raised her head, but felt a coolness across her face, it was peach petals falling on her face.

"Why am I crying?" she asked.

"Amitabha." Ji Zhi didn't answer Fu Ling, but only said Buddha.

After the peach petals had finished falling, Xuanwei came down from the sky, and when she landed on the ground, she couldn't stand still, and almost fell to the ground in front of Fu Ling, and she stabilized her figure only by relying on the water in her hand.

"Master, these elixirs are for supplementing spiritual power and healing—" Fu Ling hurriedly poured out the rest of her elixirs to Xuan Wei.

Xuan Wei stopped Fu Ling's hand, and he looked at Fu Ling with tears on his face, as if he had just learned of Zi Wan's plan.

"Fu Ling, are you feeling sorry for Zi Wan?" he asked.

"He's my brother, right?" At that moment, she understood this.

It turned out that after the fusion of the two avatars, it wasn't her brother's avatar that was swallowed and fused. It was her brother's avatar that really dominated Zi Wan's will.

"He didn't want to merge with his last clone, so the ancient demons were unable to release the last clone for a long time, and finally came to me and chose to be killed by me. Will Fu Ling blame me? The elder brother who wanted to save was killed by the teacher in the end." Xuan Wei asked, but in fact the answer is not important, because he has stopped here.

"I don't know..." Fuling was shaken, her emotions seemed to be sealed in a jar, but at this moment, she couldn't hold it back anymore, and wanted to break the lid and get out.

"It's fine if you don't know." Xuan Wei reached out and wiped away the tears for her.

The next thunder was about to fall, so he got up and walked away from Fu Ling.

When Fu Ling watched the thunder fall, Xuan Wei's cultivation had finally reached the late stage of crossing the catastrophe, only one step away from ascension, but he suddenly vomited blood and fell down, never getting up again.

"Is that Ascension..." Fu Ling muttered to herself.

A dazzling white light flashed on the top floor of the Cangjian Pavilion, as if it marked the collapse of the heavenly way, and the light was so strong that it even overwhelmed the thunder that filled the sky.

The law of heaven has been completely destroyed, and there will no longer be a law in this world called "the ancient great demon is the ruler of this world", but at the same time, there will be no number one sword in the world, Xiu Xuanwei.

Fu Ling took a step forward and walked towards the place where Xuan Wei fell, walking faster and faster, when she ran to Xuan Wei's side, she was already crying.

"Master, you didn't tell me you were going to die."

"Why……"

"Master, you asked me if the Tao I chose can be without friends from the master, I can't."

Fu Ling was already in tears, and those emotions that were no longer there suddenly emerged at this moment.

If the way to defeat the law of heaven is the fall of the master, she would stop the master when she was on the top floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and would never let him make such a choice.

"Master!" Lin Qingyue, Xu Xinghuan and Lin Zhixing also flew over with Yujian and landed beside Fuling.

Xuan Wei fell to the ground, as if falling asleep, the water floated in the air without breath, and the ice and snow fell from the sword, and the ice and snow gradually expanded until there were more than peach blossoms falling.

Lingyan Peak was soon covered by snow and turned pale.

The four disciples of Ling Yanfeng stood beside the sword master Shui Wuxi, and they all stood up as snowmen.

Ji Zhi came to Fu Ling's side, and silently warmed her with Buddha's light, but couldn't say a word of comfort.

"Ji Zhi, you practice the Way of Reincarnation, do you know where Master will go? I want to find him..." Fu Ling turned to look at Ji Zhi.

Jizhi shook his head, "His soul is a seal imposed on the law of heaven, and his soul has been wiped out together with the law of heaven."

Fu Ling's hands trembled, she subconsciously clenched Xingye tightly, the sword intent on her body began to overflow, and there were signs of her realm falling.

"Fuling, wake up," Xingye's voice pulled her out of the sadness.

"I'm sorry, Xingye. It seems that I can't achieve the unity of human and sword..." Her emotions have returned, and she can no longer look at everything as indifferently as before.

The master's death might just become a knot in her heart.

"Don't worry, I will always be with you. Fu Ling, do you still remember what your sword intent is?"

Xingye's voice was as calm as ever, with a soothing effect.

Fu Ling's heart settled down, "I remember."

"Shui Wuxi is still there, and it can still feel the existence of the sword master. Your master's soul must still remain in this world. In contrast, the laws of heaven must not have been completely subverted. Fuling, it's up to you Let the Dao of Heaven come to an end completely, that might become your master's lifeline."

Xingye's words undoubtedly sounded like nonsense, but Fuling didn't think so.

She remembered her true Tao, she had done too many idiotic things along the way, no matter how difficult the difficulties were, in the end Xingye would accompany her to overcome them.

Fu Ling held Xingye and stood up, looking up towards the direction of the sky.

The realm that was originally showing signs of falling suddenly rose wildly at this moment.

The late stage of leaving the body, the early stage of the transformation of the gods, the late stage of the transformation of the gods, the stage of crossing the catastrophe...

When the thunder came down, Ji Zhi blessed everyone including Fu Ling with Buddha's light.

As the ice and snow fluttered, the scenes of all things began to flow, and there seemed to be countless forces coming from every direction of the Great Three Thousand Realms.

The weapons in the Hidden Sword Pavilion flew out, the sea water in the North Sea began to churn, and the Yuntian Secret Realm broke the seal on its own.

The flowers, plants, insects, fishes, rivers, lakes, and seas in this world, all creatures seemed to wake up, and they all fought against the thunder.

Fuling was in a very mysterious state. She recalled everything she had experienced in the past ten years since she entered the world of cultivating immortals. She seemed to hear the murmur of Beihai Hailing, the thankfulness of the seed in Yuntian Secret Realm, and the master's hand. The warm touch when caressing the top of the head.

"Fu Ling...Fu Ling..."

After some time, she heard someone calling her name.

When he opened his eyes, what came into his eyes was a man with a smudge of sky blue on his forehead.

"Master, are you back?" Fu Ling asked.

Xuan Wei nodded, and his face returned to the usual look of needing to be beaten, "I didn't expect that you, a little apprentice, would be promoted with the teacher. The teacher has been slack all these years, but you caught up with me."

"Fu Ling, we succeeded. All living beings helped to find Shui Wuxi's sword master, and they wanted to thank you for treating them tenderly." Another young figure broke into Fu Ling's field of vision, which was Xingye.

"Are you going to ascend?" Fu Ling lowered her head and looked in the direction of the ground.

Below is the Zixiao Sect. The third senior brother Lin Zhixing was hugging the senior senior brother and crying for not letting go of the junior junior sister. Ji Zhi was sighing again and again. Soar up immediately.

"The teacher thought that if you cared about the state of mind of you disciples like this, you would not be able to unite with the sword, and you would miss Feisheng in this life. Unexpectedly, the teacher was stunned. It turns out that Feisheng does not need to give up emotions." Xuan Weichen Picking up Fuling's hand, he said to her: "In this case, even if you ascend to the upper realm, you are still my disciple."

"Ah? But I think everything should be counted separately after arriving in the upper realm... You and I should be about the same strength now, right?" Fu Ling was a little reluctant.

"Oh? Even if we ascended together, the gap between you and being a teacher is still far away. Since you dare to say such big words, then come and try." Xuan Wei immediately pulled out Shui Wuxi, to treat his disciples better than himself Xuan Wei is very concerned about this kind of thing.

Fu Ling had to pull out Xingye to fight back, and the master and apprentice flew to the upper realm while fighting.

(End of this chapter)