Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 787 Hero Tomb

Qingfengya is hundreds of feet high, with gurgling streams under the cliff, fragrant vegetation and full of vitality.

On the cliff, there are flying springs and waterfalls, tall and straight pines, dotted with pavilions and platforms, clean and natural.

Yang Xuan passed through a dense bamboo forest, walked up Qingfeng Cliff along a jade step, and saw Gu Tongxuan meditating in the gazebo on the top of the cliff at a glance.

After all, he is a strong person in the Supreme Realm. Although he was seriously injured a few days ago, he took the healing elixir of the Sword God Palace, and the injury has now been completely stabilized. He only needs to rest for ten and a half months to recover.

"Come and sit!"

Gu Tongxuan opened his eyes, looked at Yang Xuan with a smile on his face, after half a year of subterranean cultivation, his cultivation had already reached the fifth level of the Supreme Realm, and he had already noticed it when Yang Xuan appeared in Yunxia Peak.

"Ok!"

Yang Xuan walked to the gazebo and sat down, chatting with Gu Tongxuan, without hiding anything, telling the truth about what happened after going to the Holy Land and even entering the imperial tower.

Gu Tongxuan listened quietly, inserting a few sentences from time to time, and when Yang Xuan finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect the imperial tower to be so dangerous, but you little guy is worthy of being a person with great luck. Not to mention the escort of a strong man in the Dongtian Realm, he even saw a Supreme Immortal Monarch with his own eyes."

The legend of immortals, Gu Tongxuan had also seen it from ancient books, and after listening to Yang Xuan's detailed explanation just now, he realized that above the true immortals of martial arts, there are such tyrannical existences as immortal kings.

"With the talent of the palace lord, sooner or later he will be able to achieve Taoism and become a fairy."

Yang Xuan didn't lie. Gu Tongxuan may not be as talented as Master Zhanwang and Fengshen Langjun, but it is not too far behind. As long as he perseveres in his cultivation, he will definitely achieve great achievements and enter the fairy gate Not a problem.

"Sigh, I have reunited with Ying'er's mother, and I have long since lost my desire to seek the Tao, and I only want to be ordinary in this life."

Gu Tongxuan sighed lightly, he became famous at a young age, and his aspirations were higher than the sky, but as he got older, his heart for martial arts was no longer as strong as it used to be.

Yang Xuan sighed in his heart when he heard it, and changed the subject: "The Palace Master must have noticed that the disciple's cultivation of the God-killing Sword Formation is different!"

"Well, your Zhushen Sword Formation is perfect, but I don't know where you found it?"

Gu Tongxuan nodded and asked curiously.

"Palace Master doesn't know that the God-killing Sword Formation didn't originate from the Wanjian Sect, but from the Lingyun Sword Sect!"

Yang Xuan smiled slightly.

"What, Lingyun Sword Sect!"

Gu Tongxuan was taken aback.

"Uh, Palace Master has heard of Lingyun Sword Sect?"

Yang Xuan was also very surprised. The Lingyun Sword Sect is a super sect in the Xuanhuang Continent, but that happened hundreds of thousands of years ago. It's hard to say whether the foundation of the sect is still there today.

"Of course I've heard of it."

Gu Tongxuan smiled and explained: "When I was young, I saw a statue when I got the sect inheritance from the ruins of Wan Jianzong. According to the reminder on a stone tablet next to the statue, I knew that it was the first head teacher of Lingyun Sword Sect. statue."

"Is that so, this disciple is the God-killing Sword Formation that I got from Zhuang Wuming, No. 19 head teacher of Lingyun Sword Sect."

Yang Xuan said.

"Zhuang Wuming?"

Gu Tongxuan was stunned for a moment, and then a look of shock appeared on his face: "This person seems to belong to the same era as Senior Zhanwang, a Gaidai figure whose strength is beyond the sky, and is extremely famous in the whole Xuanhuang world."

"Hehe, the Palace Master is right. When senior Zhuang Wuming's soul returned to the Nine Heavens, he said bluntly that it was a great pity in his life that he didn't fight my master, the King of War."

Yang Xuan laughed.

"The heavens and myriad worlds are too big, and there are many masters among them, and geniuses come forth in large numbers. You must be extremely careful when entering the Palace of Eternal Life this time."

Gu Tongxuan is clear about how strong Yang Xuan is, but the heavens and myriad worlds have never been short of geniuses, and there may not be no monsters who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Yang Xuan, or even be more outstanding than Yang Xuan.

"Palace Master don't have to worry, disciples will definitely act carefully when they enter the Palace of Eternal Life."

While speaking, Yang Xuan took out a jade slip from the storage ring and handed it to Gu Tongxuan.

"This is?"

Gu Tongxuan asked.

"The palace lord will know if you look carefully."

Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"Don't look at it, this should be a complete Zhushen Sword Formation!"

Gu Tongxuan seemed to think of something, with a deep smile on his face.

"The palace master has insight into the details, and the jade slip is indeed the practice method for the complete sword formation."

"I don't want yours for other things, but I don't hesitate to accept the God-killing Sword Formation."

"Where did the Palace Master say that you gave disciple the God-killing Sword Formation back then, so it is only natural for the disciple to give you the complete God-Punishing Sword Formation now."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, and immediately got up to bid farewell to Gu Tongxuan.

……

After descending Yunxia Peak, Yang Xuan turned around and came to a valley filled with singing birds and fragrant flowers, and knelt down in front of a huge tombstone deep in the valley.

This is the tomb of heroes erected by the sword god Gu Tongxuan after the death of the King of War to commemorate the King of War.

Warlord Yi Wuya, No. 1 in the ancient times of Shenwu Continent, pacified the troubled times, killed the strong outside the region, propped up the sky for the human race, and fought the devil to the death half a month ago, he is definitely the hero of the human race and even warriors of all races , to be remembered by the world.

"Master, this disciple has come to see you."

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, feeling sad in his heart, he hated the three major sects and the devil, and also hated himself, in his opinion, if he could come back sooner, Master Zhanwang might not die.

"In just half a year, you will be able to leapfrog the level and kill the supreme being. Your master will be very pleased if you know it."

At this moment, an old voice came.

"Who?"

Yang Xuan stood up from the ground.

"Why, can't I hear my voice?"

An old woman with white hair, wrinkled face and hunched body came from afar and stood beside Yang Xuan.

"you are……"

Yang Xuan was startled, and immediately recognized the person who came, and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Yang Xuan, I pay my respects to Master."

That's right, the old woman is the supreme dragon of the Dragon Clan, Long Youlan, and the confidante of Master Zhanwang.

Originally, Long Youlan was a youthful woman, but in order to save the King of War, she did not hesitate to use the dragon clan's forbidden technique, and sacrificed her own life force to continue her life, so that she became the old look she is now.

"There is no need to be too polite. I came here to see you before I leave, and to give you something. This item should have been handed over to you by your master, but it's a pity..."

At this point, Long Youlan couldn't continue.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, and my mother's day is mourning."

Yang Xuan comforted him.

"Here, take it, this is what your master asked me to hand over to you."

Long Youlan didn't say much, took out something from the storage ring, and stuffed it into Yang Xuan's hand.

"This is?"

Yang Xuan stared blankly at the object in his hand.

This is a book, about the size of a palm, half an inch thick, the whole body is as white as jade, exuding a mysterious and unpredictable aura, which makes Yang Xuan feel as if his soul has been sublimated, which is beyond words.

(End of this chapter)