The sword rises

Chapter 40
Chapter 40 Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water, Dreams of the Past
Outside the capital city, in a valley ten miles southwest.

Gu Hengsheng quietly left the Gu family, throwing off the guards who were secretly following him.He concealed his identity and took Yan Chenge out of the capital. No one could find their whereabouts.

Sixteen boys and girls, including Shangguanhai and Gong Xinyue, also packed their bags and left the Gu family. Under Gu Hengsheng's instructions, they carefully avoided being followed, and slowly left the city after tossing and turning.

At this moment, dusk gradually fell.

Gu Hengsheng and Yan Chenge were located deep in the valley forest, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, but occasionally there would be low roars of wild animals.

"My lord, I'm ready." Yan Chenge exhaled deeply, and said firmly in a low voice.

Gu Hengsheng looked up at the gradually sinking night, lowered his head to stare at Yan Chenge expressionlessly, and said solemnly: "Next, you must remember to hold your breath and concentrate on using the method of Tianxi's ghost way. Whatever happens, don’t get distracted, remember.”

"My lord, I understand." Yan Chenge knew that there would be no room for carelessness in the future, and his face was dignified without any slack.

"Let's get started! I'll protect you from the sidelines."

Gu Hengsheng put his hands lightly on his back, his gaze was like a torch, but it was as dark as an abyss.

"Thank you, Lord." Yan Chenge bowed respectfully to Gu Hengsheng, and then took off the black robe he was wearing, revealing his illusory body of a resentful soul.

Dusk came oppressively, and the cold wind was blowing.

Yan Chenge slowly threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, then sat cross-legged in the deep valley forest, and slowly closed a pair of empty eyes.

Tianxi's ghost way, seizes the good fortune of the world, coagulates the flesh and blood body, gathers the aura of all things, and dispels the thoughts of resentful souls.

The ghost way cannot be tolerated by the heaven and the earth. If you want to step into the veins of ghost cultivation, you will definitely experience scenes and scenes that you have passed through in your previous life.If the cultivator loses his mind and distracts himself, he will definitely lose himself because of this, causing the punishment of the gods to come, and his soul will be scattered.

Therefore, Gu Hengsheng had already warned Yan Chenge of the dangers involved, and made Yan Chenge ready.If Yan Chenge can't pass the first threshold like this, then he can only disappoint Gu Hengsheng.

"The way of ghosts is divided into six souls, three souls are opened, and there are nine calamities in total. This time entering the realm of the profound world and reuniting the physical body is just the first step. Yan Chenge, don't let me down."

Gu Hengsheng stepped back a distance, a hundred meters away from Yan Chenge, looking at Yan Chenge's illusory body of resentful souls sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, he clenched his hands tightly while muttering to himself.

Time passed without haste, and night gradually fell on the earth, and the entire valley and deep forest were filled with a bleak coldness and a dangerous atmosphere.

Yan Chenge sat cross-legged on the ground, his breath sinking and sinking, his illusory soul flickering and darkening.

After a long time, Yan Chenge slowly opened his hollow black eyes, and a majestic aura that could oppress his heart and soul erupted from the depths of his soul.

Gu Hengsheng in the distance looked at this scene, his eyes darkened with a solemn look, and he said to himself: "One step to life, one step to death, whether you can really step into the ghost way depends on your own good fortune .”

Another moment passed, Yan Chenge's aura became stronger and stronger, and his body of resentful souls rose and fell like floating dust.

boom!
Suddenly, Yan Chenge's resentful soul body let out a muffled sound, and his eyes suddenly fell into a hollow expression.

Scenes of pictures appeared in front of Yan Chenge's eyes:

He saw the scene of crying when he was born, he saw how he was a toddler when he was a child, and he also saw the parents and relatives who gave birth to him.

In the picture in his eyes, Yan Chenge seemed to be indulging in that peaceful day.Soon, he grew up, and he met a girl when he went out to practice. The girl was very beautiful, but there was always a layer of tulle blocking his sight, which made him feel hazy.

One day, a big change happened to his family. All the family members were slaughtered by bandits. When he learned about it, it was already too late.

He was angry, he howled, holding a sharp blade, and relying on his cultivation in the Spirit Profound Realm, he stepped onto the place where bandits lived.Then...he beheaded all the thieves, and put the heads of hundreds of thieves on the graves of relatives at home as a sacrifice.

"what……"

He raised his head and howled, wishing so much to save the lives of his relatives, but it was in vain after all.His grief seemed to move the heaven and the earth, as if it made the earth cry out in mourning.

Today, it started to rain, hitting his heart and the devastated family ruins like a cold light.

The wind picked up, making the hem of his clothes flutter.

His family is gone, his hatred is gone, and he walks aimlessly in the streets and alleys.His whole body was flooded with blood, exuding a strong smell of blood, causing pedestrians to stay far away.

Everyone was alienating him, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world, which seemed so desolate.

No one pities him, no one cares about him.

On this day, he was still wandering the streets like a walking dead.

A young woman in a pale white dress came slowly towards him. The woman's face seemed to be covered by a paper tulle, very hazy and mysterious. Mine, why hasn't it appeared?"

His empty and dead eyes slowly lifted up, staring at the woman in front of him with a little clarity, and said hoarsely: "You go! Just pretend that I have never appeared."

"You, it's not him anymore. Back then, he was extremely talented, high-spirited, and dared to be the enemy of a country." The woman's white gauze dress floated slightly in the breeze, as if dancing lightly, as if speaking deeply.

He remained silent, the smell of blood still lingered in the air, his clothes were ragged like a beggar on the street.Seeing the tragic death of his relatives at home, his heart was already dead.

"Back then, he once said to me, let me wait for him to marry me when he becomes famous in the world one day." Three thousand blue hairs fell on the woman's chest like a waterfall, graceful and youthful: "You It's not him anymore, you broke your promise."

Before he could reply, the woman stepped on the river like a fairy in the world of mortals, and the blue silk on her white skirt fluttered with the wind, farther and farther away, and disappeared without a trace.

The woman left, leaving only her residual fragrance in the air.

He looked at the woman's leaving figure with empty and lifeless eyes, and gradually became clearer and brighter.

"Hua...shang..." He looked at the beautiful figure, smelled the lingering fragrance in the air, his black hands trembled slightly, and his chapped lips trembled as he muttered to himself.

will you come?

meeting!
Then I will wait for you.

Huashang, when I step into the Realm of the Profound Earth, travel all over the world and become famous all over the world.I will definitely come to marry you, wait for me.

it is good.

Scenes from previous years resurfaced in Yan Chenge's eyes one by one like flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

Suddenly, the screen changed suddenly.

A world-shaking sword's light rises from the sky, and the sword's light descends like the sky, boundless, and a ray of sword intent makes countless souls tremble.

That sword, youthful and peerless, cut through the sky and destroyed the earth.

That sword fell from the center of the dynasty, spreading for three thousand miles, like the sky falling apart.

That sword made Yan Chenge feel desperate, and he couldn't arouse any thoughts of resistance at all.

Setsuna...eternity.

When this youthful sword fell, he seemed to hear someone shouting the word "Jian Zun" in his ears; his empty eyes completely regained their vitality, and he knew his belief in living.

However, before the sword fell to the ground, his body was torn apart by the sword intent, leaving only a look of despair and hope as a souvenir.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned into a body of resentful souls, struggling to survive in the endless sword ruins.Every day, his soul would be torn apart by countless sword intents; every day, he would experience pain like thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

Even so, he still didn't give up, he wanted to live, even with a body like a resentful soul, he still wanted to live.Because...he still has a promise, but he hasn't fulfilled it.

However, he couldn't get out of the Sword Market, and even after exhausting all his strength, he couldn't shake it a bit, and he couldn't take half a step out of the Sword Market.

Despair filled the depths of his soul, making him howl and cry.

"Ah..." A long and desolate roar burst out from Yan Chenge's mouth, looking so helpless and desperate.

In the deep valley and forest, Gu Hengsheng looked at Yan Chenge with a strange expression in the distance, and knew that something was wrong, so he quickly used his strength and shouted at Yan Chenge: "Yan Chenge! Wake up! Don't fall into the trap!" Illusion. Hold on to the mind, gather the aura of heaven and earth to form a flesh and blood body, condense the three souls and six souls to form the pulse of ghosts."

(End of this chapter)