The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

"Oh, it's over..."

Luo Xian and a group of friends looked at the sword that had been inserted into the scabbard and finally calmed down.

Ji Shuan even made a conclusion on this.

Sure enough, before a few people came back to their senses, Ji Shuan's cell phone rang suddenly.

From the recognizable specially made ringtone, everyone who was already familiar with it immediately knew whose call it was...

"Hello? Warehouse?"

"...Yes, yes, something went wrong..."

"The sword energy leaked? No, no, it's..."

Luo Xian looked at Ji Shu'an who was still explaining, but his eyes couldn't help but cast his eyes on the long sword that was quietly placed in the wooden box.

The wooden box was kindly provided by Ji Shu'an, and it is said to be an old item.

It stands to reason that it can also be used as a collectible, but just as Ji Shuan said:
"It's a waste to throw it in the showcase and eat ashes. No matter how expensive it is, it's just a plaything."

Luo Xian usually doesn't have too paranoid hobbies.

At this time, there is a lack of a vessel for holding a sword—the obtained sword naturally has a scabbard, but it is so gorgeous that it looks completely different from ordinary things at first glance.

In more common terms, it is: the rate of return is full...

Although Luo Xian was not afraid of any danger, he also didn't want to cause any trouble.

As stated in the book, his words and deeds are all sharp-edged swordsmen, and he felt that it would be difficult for him to match.

I just feel that I practice daily and make progress from time to time, which is also a joy.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, Luo Xian accepted the wooden box.

It's just that this sword is indeed like the brand on the sheath.

This should be a sword of protection, or to eliminate demons and defend the way, or to protect the place.

In short, it is not used for training and killing with qi.

Although it is just a weapon, Luo Xian feels that it should have its own specific nature.

Just like the "spirituality of the sword" mentioned in the inheritance, it is a feeling that cannot be described in words.

Feeling the pulse like a living thing from a cold dead thing is obviously not something that can be evaluated simply by discussing life activation.

For a moment, when the sword roared in Kyushu.

In Luo Xian's heart, some subtle thoughts of retreating could not help but emerge.

In the depths of the dragon gate surrounded by mist, the sneer from the blood of the ancient ferocious beasts still seemed to be faintly visible in the depths of his heart.

If presented in words, it can be condensed into a sentence that begins with the torture of self-will:

Is he worthy of this Excalibur?
This complex emotion is not an inferiority complex or a weaker emotion, but the tremor of the heart after all things have experienced the magnificence.

A few days ago, he was also fortunate enough to see the body of the Great Wu Qingtian.

That is the power that all things may not be able to trace back in a lifetime.

It is enough to overthrow civilization and destroy the world, or it can protect all living beings and make everything peaceful.

But Luo Xian also knew the distance between that power and him.

But now, a power that may still be far inferior to that figure that blocks the sky and the sun is truly transmitted to him.

A soul that is wanton enough can relax and expand instantly.

But like he announced, he has to face the dark scrutiny in his heart.

This is bound to be an unpleasant process.

To put it inappropriately, it's like tearing off the barb next to the nail little by little.

It also seems that the golden stone that casts a sharp blade needs to be hammered and hammered.

From this point of view, sword cultivation has never been a so-called "shortcut", nor can it be achieved simply by fighting or slaughtering.

In terms of the orthodoxy of the extraordinary orthodoxy of the oriental genealogy, there is no doubt that there is a violation of the so-called everything and the concept of the sword.

Of course, just like the infinity and tolerance shown by the multiverse, it is also a way.

"...how is he now?"

"That shot, what else could be wrong?"

Ji Shuan was still chatting on the phone, but it sounded like the topic had shifted from Jian Ming to Luo Xian himself.

It can be seen that Ji Shu'an originally wanted to start talking about this.

But after seeing Wu Kui's eyes next to him, he paused for a while, although he was a little unclear for the time being, he led the topic elsewhere.

It wasn't until he hung up the phone that Ji Shu'an suddenly woke up.

He recalled the horror and joy in their hearts when they came back here and saw Luo Xian.

The means of reversing life and death, for most mortal beings, is much more intuitive and intense than other shocks...

Ji Shuan shivered slightly.

Compared with the others, he has a rich enough family background and has a deeper understanding of this.

If this ability appeared in other people, it would not be possible to discuss it calmly like it is now.

Life's desire for continuation, in a popular sense, trumps all other desires.

Now words - like infinite banknotes on the sun...

Ji Shu'an couldn't help feeling quite fortunate.

I really don't know what the situation would be if it wasn't for the existence of the Great Witch...

At least what Ji Shuan is sure of is: there will be no harmony as it is now...

Meanwhile, somewhere in the multiverse

A person stood under the snow, completely naked except for the scarlet sword around his waist.

Sometimes there are mountains and fog like cranes, really like a man among gods.

And at this moment of illusory, gazing at the scene, there is the sound of rushing to step on the snow.

"Crackling..."

But listening to the sound of broken branches, the crane mist flew away with the wind like a fright.

The Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly, and he lost his appearance of being a banished immortal.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

The person who came was unknown, so I listened to his call, and the bamboo forest was so shaken that fine snow fell down.

Covered the imprints like plum blossoms on the snow with a light layer of light makeup.

"Huh... Brother, why are you in a daze again..."

"Master, let me tell you: the guardian sword of the ancestor of the master was born, and I want you to go and meet the person who got the sword."

When the visitor saw the Taoist, he immediately gasped and said.

But he is a childish child, with thick clothes wrapped under the plain Taoist robe.

"Wei Jian?"

When the Taoist heard the words, his expression was solemn at first, but then he was a bit puzzled.

"Hey, Master knows you don't know, let me tell you."

Then, he stood with his hands behind his back and said in a dignified manner.

"But everything in the universe has its birth, just like a poison surrounded by it, it must have its solution."

"Master's sword was forged by Xingchen Xinglie, it is honored and supreme, so it got its name."

"Just like the changes of the stars in the deep space, the sword of the ancestor has its own life."

"Zhoutianxingchen, the principle of operation, everything in the sky, flowing in thousands..."

When the Taoist heard this, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Then, with a subtle expression on his face, he said:
"This 'wei, is the satellite's Wei?"

The child nodded immediately.

Seeing this, the expression on Taoist's face suddenly became more complicated...