sword sentient beings

Tang Zhao looked down at the tortoise shell, where there were treasures that the manor owners of Lingwang Mountain, the foreign dignitaries, and even the swordsmen like Gui Rong were crazy about, but now they were sent to him, so easy to get, he couldn't help laughing Said: "You want to use this to buy me? Just like buying Gui Rong back then?"

Xing Cang shook his head and said, "Of course it's different from Guirong. I never compare the people outside with the people in the two mountains. Everyone in the two mountains is sick. The people in the two mountains, whether they are strong or weak, Whether they are noble or lowly, slave owners or sword slaves, they all have an extraordinary desire for life. Because they are all short-lived ghosts, even if they are not, their lives are in the hands of both of them, and they desperately want their own life. Like the eunuchs in the palace, they are willing to pay any price to make up for their shortcomings."

"How about Gui Rong becoming a swordsman? What about obtaining the special status of Yuan Envoy? His hair is grayer than ten years ago, and his black hair is getting less and less. When his hair is full of white hair, he and those sword slaves What's the difference? He knows better than anyone else that his life is deflagrating, turning into dust in the Shadow Abyss in an instant. He wants to grab all the straws, and there is no need to pull them over."

His tone was very calm, and he could only hear a little bit of disdain, then restrained himself, added subtle flattery, and said to Tang Zhao: "Your Excellency is different, you are young and promising, powerful, and have a long lifespan. If you In the future, if you can climb the Immortal Ladder, you will have a longer life. However, the road to climbing is so difficult, and sometimes you are short of breath and can’t succeed in a short time. What a pity that is?"

He sighed again, and said in a low voice: "Besides, how can anyone think that life is long?"

Tang Zhao looked at him and said, "Yeah, who thinks life is too long? Don't you live enough? You've already lived to old age, huh?"

Having said that, he suddenly drew out his sword and slashed at the top of Xing Cang's head——

Unsurprisingly, this sword was once again blocked by the film of power from the sacrificial priest. The light of the sword and the film collided tightly, making a sizzling sound, and the two forces were consuming each other.

As for the protective shield, it consumes the priest's power, and the sword naturally consumes Tang Zhao's power.Looking at it this way, it is obvious that Tang Zhao can't afford to consume more.

Tang Zhao didn't care about this kind of waste. While pushing down hard, watching the blade of the sword pressed against the dry white hair, it was only a few millimeters away but stagnated, and said:

"Ninety percent of the white hair in these two mountains are poor people who have been devastated and their lives have been greatly reduced, but you are not, you are a real old man. Time has given you a head of white hair, and you use it to pretend to be fake."

"Because of your white hair, you can blend in with those poor people without being discovered, and you can also approach them, coax them, make them feel the same for you, and open up. In fact, you are completely different from them. Not only do you live a long life , have not been tortured, and have not lost part of yourself to sacrifice to Wang Liang. You are just an outsider, pretending to empathize with them, but in fact you probably empathize with Wang Liang. You also have to collect sacrifices and control others, you Be a little boy!"

"I didn't know before, you are obviously not under the control of Wangliang, why do you want to be a sword slave, recognize your master, and hide in the dark place of Wangliang Mountain to suffer? Why don't you enjoy it as a swordsman? Could it be that outside the mountain Are your enemies chasing you?"

Xing Cang had a bad feeling, as soon as he raised his head, he saw Jian Guang glowing, not leaving the top of his head, and asked, "Do you know me?"

If you don't know him, how can you feel that you know his identity well?
Tang Zhao ignored it, and said directly: "Now it seems that Wangliang Mountain is very important to you. It is your school and your fish pond."

"After all, you made a big mistake from the very beginning, which blocked the future of the swordsman. Probably no one told you at the beginning that the sword elephant must be a real thing, the more practical the better, even if it is energy, it cannot be an abstract concept. As a result, you Make your own sword like a trace of time."

Xing Cang could no longer force himself to be calm, and shouted: "Who the hell are you?!"

Tang Zhao just pressed down with the sword, as if pressing down on the stone slab of the turtle shell, and continued: "Even in an abstract concept, the years are obscure and broad enough. The years condensed on the walls of the house make the building more old, condensed The traces on objects turn household objects into antiques. The traces condensed on pine trees make the growth rings grow, and the traces condensed on people make gray hairs turn white hair."

"It's hard to fill the resonance if you choose one of these traces, let alone you want them all? You are not a child of luck, a genius, how could you complete it in a limited life? My hair is also gray and I haven't seen hope yet."

"So if you can't go the right way, you go the wrong way. I don't know what opportunity made you think of this crooked idea, came to Wangliang Mountain, and built the Changfa Manor single-handedly."

"Although you established the manor, you cannot be the owner of the manor. Because the owner of the manor is actually under the control of the two parties. As long as you sacrifice, you will be included in a system that is difficult to escape. You are not willing to lose your freedom, so With a head of white hair pretending to be a white-haired swordsman who is farther away from Wang Liang and less likely to be watched by Wang Liang, he pushed generations of puppets to the top."

"For the convenience of replacing and discarding, these puppets are not insiders. They thought you were a swordsman who was born as a sword slave. Some of them inevitably doubted you. But how could they beat you?"

"Changfa Manor was built by you, where every plant, every tree, every brick and every tile is condensed with traces of time, and that is your sword image. The longer you stay in Wangliang Mountain with you, the more meaningful the years will be, and the more powerful you will be." It is powerful, every inch of the manor is under your command, like a sword is omnipresent, who can compete with you in your territory? Those manor owners are fools when they die, and they don’t even know what they are fighting against. From the invisible years, whether it is a tangible manor or a pine tree, they are nothing but carriers and cover-ups."

The more Xing Cang listened, the more frightened he became. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and shouted: "You are the young master?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew he was wrong, the young master was obviously still watching the battle ahead.Although he had been here for a while, he only left after the second battle started.At that time, the Eldest Young Master was still watching the battle between Tang Zhao and Gui Rong in the sky, pointing and pointing brazenly.

But he must be someone who has been to Changfa Manor, saw his sword elephant, and even had some understanding, just listening to other people's dictation, it is absolutely impossible to know so clearly.The previous owners lived in the manor for more than ten years, and they were not as clear as he was when they were dying.

"Who are you?" Xing Cang asked repeatedly in a daze.

Tang Zhao never answered, and continued: "You are like a fish in water in the two mountains, and you are getting used to it more and more, and even this place has become your natural choice. Because there is no other place that can teach you so much to serve you so much. There is no other place where you have so many swordsmen who have a little power but are full of despair and need sustenance, as well as stupid, greedy and bored rich landowners."

He sighed: "Wangliang Mountain is a place...gloomy, oppressive, hopeless, disaster, and sick. It is really a good place for the birth of a cult. In fact, Wangliang Mountain is also the foundation of a cult. Isn't Wangliang an evil god? It's a pity. Its structure is not good, it only cares about oppression, does not seek mental control, not to mention its long-term absence, it does not even have a leader, only a group of extremely unreliable abyss envoys to spread popularity for him, just gave you a chance."

"As for you, you happen to have the ability to organize cults. I admit that I underestimated you before. I thought you only relied on your longevity, strength and poor information to control a manor and become the emperor of the land. Now it seems that the decision is to underestimate you. Even though you can reap benefits with your sword will, but with such a large and smooth organization, such an arrogant and ruthless swordsman is willing to serve as your deputy, secure the position of great sage, and drive people to death while sitting under a tree. Could that be an ordinary person?"

"Based on your talent, in fact, you have to stay in Wangliang Mountain. You really should go outside to have a look. It's half a troubled world outside. It's very suitable for people like you to flex your muscles."

Xing Cang stopped talking, and stopped looking up at the sword above his head. He just lowered his head silently, looking at the tortoise shell entwined with the "breath of life".

"However, based on your 'pattern', what you are looking for is not a temporary turmoil, right? You came to Wuliangshan for a further road, and you haven't changed your purpose now, right? As a leader of an evil cult, you are full of lies. Basic skills, I wonder how many people have been deceived by you? They only think that the purpose of the Longevity Society is to seek longevity?"

He also pointed to the tortoise: "They saw that you deprived life span, they heard that you were going to give life span, they knew that this organization was called the Longevity Society...so everyone thought that this organization was working and everyone lived a long life, but no one Think about it, what do you, a great sage, want to get? Is it a longer lifespan? Wouldn’t it be better to sacrifice secretly, why bother with such a big scene?”

Xing Cang's expression gradually distorted when he heard that, he just stared at the tortoise shell in his hand, with only hope in his eyes, as if he was hoping that the tortoise would come back to life and turn into "Turtleman" to save him.

"So... what are you condensing on the shell right now? What are you pretending to offer me to stall?"

"I guess..." He smiled thoughtfully, "Actually, there is no other option, it's too easy to guess. Is that the strength you use to climb? So many people's lives, just to make your ridiculous Filled with the traces of time, resonate with you, let you take this further to become a swordsman and even touch a higher level?"

Tang Zhao sneered and said, "The ancients said that one will be successful and all bones will be destroyed. You have put it into practice. Not only the bones of the manor owner but also your own bones are piled up. The manor owners in the Longevity Society are still left after this battle." How many next?"

"Even Gui Rong is dead, and everyone who knows about you is gone, so you can naturally complete your next goal... You don't really want to be an evil god, do you?"

Tang Zhao looked at Xing Cang, and Xing Cang looked at the tortoise, Tang Zhao shook his head and said: "It seems that you are still holding on to the hope that the tortoise can successfully gather strength to send you to Qingyun at the last moment. It's a pity that I always You are consuming excess vitality, and you are not allowed to gather it. You will never be able to gather it together, and you are still looking forward to..."

Suddenly, bursts of cheers came from behind. Although it was coming from the square in front, it had attenuated a lot here, but you could still hear how deafening it was in front!
Xing Cang was startled, and Tang Zhao smiled and said, "It's over. That's the sound of celebration when the protective cover is broken. The indestructible turtle shell is destroyed, and this is the prelude to your demise. You have no strength anymore, let's end—" Xing Cang said loudly: "Wait, tell me who you are..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword that Tang Zhao had been pressing on top of his head swung down, cutting off his voice immediately——

"Well...why should I tell you?"