That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 32

With the roar of the Northern Ghost Emperor, all the wind and sand in a radius of a hundred miles shook loudly, and a huge dust ripple centered on the place where the Northern Ghost Emperor stood, and suddenly spread to the surroundings.

At this moment, he was no longer the half-dead innkeeper, but the Northern Ghost Emperor who once made a great reputation.

The Northern Ghost Emperor raised his head to the sky and screamed, and suddenly spit out a long white stream from his mouth.

This is the inanimate sword energy that Gongsun Zhongmou entered into his body nine years ago.

Inanimate sword energy can be gathered or dissipated. Gathering is like a long practice, and dissipating is like a cow's hair. When it is shot, it gathers, and it dissipates when it enters the body.

On weekdays, half of the Northern Ghost Emperor's cultivation is used to suppress this inanimate sword energy, so the strength he can show is only in the realm of ghosts and immortals. Now he no longer suppresses it, but uses all his cultivation to Regardless of the price of internal injuries, he forcibly expelled the lifeless sword energy in his body and returned to the realm of immortality.

The Northern Ghost Emperor's seven orifices continued to flow out of fresh blood, and even the pores on his skin continued to ooze out. Within a few breaths, the blood soaked through his clothes, and his whole body was already a bloody man.

At this time, his internal organs have also been torn apart. In other words, if there are no other accidents, he will not live long.

Zhiyun turned pale after seeing this scene, and subconsciously grabbed Xu Beiyou's sleeve.

Xu Beiyou held her hand, and comforted her softly, "The shopkeeper just looked scary, and tossed himself half to death before he even made a move. It's not a clever technique, I guess he can't withstand Master's sword."

Zhiyun calmed down a bit, and asked in a low voice after a while: "This man is the chief deacon of the Demon Suppressing Palace, but his behavior is like a demon. They say that the remnants of the Sword Sect are demons, but Senior Gongsun is more likely to be a demon." Dao Quanzhen, why is that?"

Xu Beiyou thought for a while and replied: "Whether it is a demon or not is not defined by its deeds, but by success or failure. Master and the others lose, so they are demons. If the Taoist sect wins, then they are immortals."

Zhiyun seems to understand but not understand.

Xu Beiyou continued: "Mr. said that in the world, fame and fortune are the only things that matter. It is nothing more than success and defeat. Take Emperor Xiao as an example. If he failed to raise an army back then, the world would still be determined by Emperor Dazheng." Forget it, then he is the traitor of Dazheng, but he succeeded, and he has the final say in this world, so he is the wise and powerful Emperor Daqi, while the Dazheng Emperor who does not count becomes fatuous The faint king."

After a very childish conversation, Zhiyun finally stopped being dizzy after thinking hard for a while. This little Taoist nun who had never been in contact with the sinister world began to question the past for the first time.

If the lower world is dominated by the jungle, then the upper world is dominated by winners and losers.

Every world has its own rules, but they don't necessarily have morals.

Morality most of the time exists only in the mouths of saints and victors.

Gongsun Zhongmou glanced at the young men and women who were talking in a low voice, and suddenly looked a little bit sad.

The simple truth of Xu Beiyou's words, he who was born in a wealthy family and used to seeing family battles since childhood naturally understands all of them, and he understands and feels more deeply than Xu Beiyou.But at this moment, he suddenly thought of his elder brother, that Gongsun Bofu who devoted himself to the family.

The elder brother lost his life for the Gongsun family.

But he failed to keep the Gongsun family.

I am ashamed of my ancestors.

But the one who felt the most guilty was his brother.

Gongsun Zhongmou looked away slowly, with a calm expression, indifferent to the horrifying scene in front of him.

Years of experience not only dyed his black hair with hoarfrost, but also allowed him to see through the world.He has seen too many joys and sorrows that have nothing to do with himself, and he is destined to be difficult to shake his mind.

After Xu Beiyou, who was standing beside Gongsun Zhongmou, comforted Zhiyun, he subconsciously glanced at the master, and then suddenly found that there was a sword around the master's waist at some point.

This is a long black sword with a deep luster from the hilt to the scabbard, and the hanging posture is not hanging horizontally on the waist, but tilted at an angle that is almost perpendicular to the ground, almost in line with Gongsun's sword. Zhongmou's black robe blended into one.

Xu Beiyou can be sure that this is not the sword he saw ten years ago, that sword should still be sleeping in the sword box behind the master.

Xu Beiyou suddenly remembered that he had heard his master mention that master had taken away two of the twelve famous swords from the Sword Sect, one was Tianlan, and now it was in his hands, so this sword should be the other one.

Gongsun Zhongmou felt his apprentice's gaze, he didn't care about the formidable enemy who was approaching at every step, but turned his head slightly, and said softly: "I will strike a sword later, it is Sword Thirteen, you should watch carefully."

Xu Beiyou was taken aback for a moment, and then he was so blessed that he understood the meaning of Master's words. He really closed his eyes and felt it with his heart.

In just a few short breaths, the Northern Ghost Emperor has recklessly raised his own cultivation to the peak, almost reaching the peak of human immortality, only one step away from the legendary realm of earth immortality.

I don't know if it's because of his own cultivation base soaring, but at this time, when facing Gongsun Zhongmou, the Northern Ghost Emperor lost his previous fear mentality, and the rage caused by fear has gradually disappeared, leaving only the last Bitter resentment.

He was originally thin and skinny, but now his facial features were crowded together because of his distorted face, he looked more like a ghost from the underworld.

The northern ghost emperor Jie Jie said: "Gongsun Zhongmou, even if I die today, I will drag you to hell with me." Gongsun Zhongxiu's five long fingers were closed on the hilt of his waist one by one, and he said flatly: "According to Jianzong Rules, I will let you know that you died under He Jian. Remember, this sword is named Xuanming."

The Northern Ghost Emperor didn't say any more, just stretched out his right hand, the whole palm made a bone cracking sound, and suddenly became ten times bigger, scales continued to grow on the back of the hand and five fingers, and the five nails swelled to a length of three inches. Dark and sharp.

This is no longer a human palm, but more similar to the sharp claws of ancient giant beasts.

The Northern Ghost Emperor waved his right hand, which was half the size of a man, and said with a smirk: "Although the Demon Sect's Yuan Tu method is not well-known, it is extremely useful for killing people. Gongsun Zhongmou, I will use Yuan Tu later." Tu gouges out your internal organs."

Duanmuyu retreated more than ten feet back, away from the northern ghost emperor who was becoming less and less "human", her eyes were cold.

The former head disciple of the Sword Sect, and now the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, ranked second in the Demon Suppressing Hall Demon Leader list. To him, Gongsun Zhongmou is a big fish, too big to be bigger, but unfortunately it is too big. It's too big, he can't eat it alone, and even if he is not careful, he will be dragged into the water by this big fish.

What a pity.

Gongsun Zhongmou seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look at him.

This glance made Duanmuyu feel as if he was in an ice cellar, and the blood in his whole body almost froze at this moment.

Can eyes kill?

For Gongsun Zhongmou, who is also proficient in the sword in the pupil, eyes can be used as a sword, and naturally can kill, but he didn't "look" at this junior of the Duanmu family, he seemed disdainful, and he didn't seem to want to provoke too many people Useless trouble.

Gongsun Zhongmou slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and said softly: "Family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs are nothing more than a three-foot green front. In the end, it's just a matter of one sword."

The pitch-black Xuanming sword seems to be completely integrated into the night.

Gongsun Zhongmou handed out Xuanming lightly.

At this moment, the wind and sand in a radius of hundreds of miles was still, all the hidden guards in the inn were still, the body of the headless shopkeeper lady was still, Zhiyun with his eyes closed and wide-eyed was still, his face was pale And the gloomy Duanmuyu remained motionless, and the little girl in red who was rushing towards here remained motionless.

Only the sword in Gongsun Zhongmou's hands can move, and the Northern Ghost Emperor who is only one step away from the realm of the earth fairy.

However, the Northern Ghost Emperor's movements were also extremely slow at this time. Feeling the great danger, he opened his mouth and roared, unable to tell whether it was despair or anger, and cursed: "Go to your mother's Gongsun Zhongmou, where is this Jian Shisan? It's Sword 23!"

Gongsun Zhongmou did not speak.

In fact, the first half of the sword is indeed sword 23, killing people.

But the second half of the sword is the real sword thirteen, saving people.

Under the first half of the sword, the Northern Ghost Emperor exploded directly, and his whole body formed a land tornado that stretched from sky to earth, several times more ferocious than the storm just now, sweeping up countless sand and stones, and the dragon gate The inn was crumbling.

Under the second half of the sword, the land tornado that was born out of the sky was directly divided into two, and it had slowly dissipated between the sky and the earth before it was raging.

The sword energy soared straight to the sky.

Even the thick dark clouds in the sky were split apart by the soaring sword energy, revealing the bright moon behind.

The plain white moonlight fell on the earth, which was magnificent.

It's a pity that except for a few people, no one else can see this scene.

Xu Beiyou suddenly opened his eyes, looking at this scene, suddenly felt his lips a little dry.

Sir, you said that there are sword immortals in the world.

It turns out that the master is the sword fairy.

(End of this chapter)