Longevity starts from listening to music

When Rising Sun Sword Master met Xuanming Sword Spirit, his ruthless sword intent completely locked him and all the sword cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords God Sect behind him.

In the next moment, they will explode and start a bloody fight.

Sword Master Rising Sun held the red lotus fire in his hand, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

He transmitted his spiritual thoughts to the others, so that when they fight, he will restrain Xuanming Sword Spirit, and the rest will run away immediately.

It is better to die alone than to die a group.

Just when the fight was about to start, Xuanming Sword Spirit seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked in the direction of Burial Sword Valley in the distance, and let out a low growl.

Immediately afterwards, the figure burst out of the sky like lightning.

Heading towards the Burial Sword Valley.

Sword Master Rising Sun and the others escaped unharmed, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"It is said that none of the people who encountered this bloody ghost survived. We were able to escape by luck. What a fate."

"The Scarlet Phantom seems to have encountered something urgent."

"Jianzun, shall we follow and have a look?"

A sword cultivator asked.

Sword Master Rising Sun rolled his eyes, "Is it impossible to follow up and die? This ghost is no small matter. It is already a great luck to escape this time. You still have to follow up? I will not stop any of you who want to die. .”

Everyone resentfully did not speak.

makes sense.

This Xuanming Sword Spirit is too weird.

Follow up rashly, no one knows what will happen.

Don't know how to die when the time comes.

…………

In the Burial Sword Valley, Ming Buyan, who was devouring all kinds of sword weapons, only felt that the original power in his body gradually filled his whole body, and his strength began to increase.

Countless perceptions of the way of the sword frantically emerged in his mind.

suddenly.

He sensed a resistance.

He suddenly opened his eyes, "Most of these sword weapons are scrapped, I didn't expect there to be existences that can resist my sword energy."

Just when he was wondering.

The strength of that resistance suddenly skyrocketed.

boom!
His Sword Devouring Bone Casting Dafa sword energy burst into pieces.

This made him very interested, and he walked towards the force of resistance.

In the Burial Sword Valley, a rusty ancient sword was stuck on a large bluestone, and there was no sword weapon around the sword.

It seems that there is no sword that can get close to this sword.

Ming Buyan came to this sword, felt the terrifying power surging above the sword, and only felt a little familiar.

Like where have you seen it.

The figure of Xuanming Sword Spirit suddenly came to mind.

"This sword is that supreme fairy weapon, the Xuanming Sword!"

His eyes lit up.

Taking a closer look, this Xuanming Sword is now covered with rust, and there is no trace of the demeanor of being a supreme fairy weapon on the sword body.

Not only that, but there is also a dark red in the rust.

Like some kind of blood.

There was an extremely ominous breath in the bloodstains.

Even if he didn't say anything, he couldn't help feeling a little threatened.

"What is the origin of this blood stain, it is so terrifying?"

"Could it be the blood of a sanctified person!?"

Ming Buyan guessed with a flash of eyes.

He couldn't think of any blood so horrific in existence except the Sanctified.

He looked at Xuanmingjian thoughtfully.

This sword is extremely good, even if it is no longer the elegant demeanor of the former Supreme Immortal Sword, but if it can be refined, it will gain the sword master's perception of the sword in the past.

For him, it would be more cost-effective than devouring the entire Burial Sword Valley.

pity.

The blood stain on the sword body is a little weird.

It is clear that I dare not try refining rashly.

But having said that, he didn't intend to just let the sword go.

Tell him intuitively.

Whether it is the Xuanming Sword or the blood on the sword, there is an extremely ancient secret that may help him in the future.

at this time.

He looked at the sky in the distance and sensed that a force was rapidly approaching.

It's Xuanming Sword Spirit!
Ming Buyan's eyes flashed, and he looked at Jian Wuxin who was still being baptized in the distance and shook his head, "How can I say that I have refined so many sword weapons in the Burial Sword Valley, and I have inherited the love of the ancestors of the Sword Clan. Protect him to the end."

After speaking, his figure soared into the sky.

With a wave of his sleeves.

A purple gauze-like fairy artifact flew out, landed on the valley, covering it, and then he looked at the fast-coming Xuanming Sword Spirit, and greeted him.

The black and white Xuanfeng in his hand suddenly thrust out.

first sword.

The attack is the strongest eclipse sword technique, Doomsday Scorching Sun!

Seeing this, Xuanming Sword Spirit let out a low growl, using his finger as a sword, pierced a blood-colored sword light, and collided head-on with the scorching sun of doomsday.

The moment when the two extreme moves collided.

The surrounding void is constantly splitting like a mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the two retreated separately.

Xuanming Sword Spirit stared at Ming Buyan.

"Those who trespass in the sword world will die, die..."

Mingbuyan's eyes flashed.

Oh.

can speak.

Proving that there is sanity, not complete madness.

When Ming didn't think about it, Xuanming Sword Spirit had already made another move, he didn't think about it anymore, facing Xuanming Sword Spirit, if he was a little negligent, he would be seriously injured.

Even, fall.

Thinking of this, he didn't hold back at all.

The black and white black blades in his hands waved one after another, the sword light flashed, and various exquisite sword techniques were displayed, most of which were the unique skills of the sword clan.

This is one of the gains he obtained after refining a lot of Sword Qi of Burial Sword Valley.

In his eyes, he has no secrets about the unique knowledge of the sword clan, or even Ba Jian.

And this Xuanming Sword Spirit is the supreme fairy weapon of the Sword Clan. Although he fell into a frenzy, some of the moves he can use still bear the shadow of the Sword Clan's unique skills.

This gave an opportunity to speak out.

After fighting hundreds of moves.

Ming Buyan gradually got used to Xuanming Sword Spirit's ferocious and domineering sword energy, and was able to counterattack according to the opponent's moves.

There is a faint tendency to suppress Xuanming Sword Spirit.

And the sword spirit, who realized that she was being suppressed, looked up to the sky and screamed, the sword energy on her body was even higher, and the blood-colored sword light flickered wildly on her body.

The terrifying power made her have several more sword marks on her body.

The opponent is forcibly squeezing its own strength.

If things go on like this, the body will collapse on its own.

"No wonder there are so many sword marks on the body, is it self-harm?"

"What the hell happened to this guy?"

He thought to himself without saying a word.

The two sides fought again, more intense than before.

The sword energy spread, tearing apart the mountains, the earth, the forest...

Thousands of miles around, it was a mess, if it wasn't for the unspoken protection of the Immortal Artifact in Burial Sword Valley, I'm afraid it wouldn't be much better.

hum, hum...

Sword marks gradually appeared in the void.

In the distance, many swordsmen also noticed this earth-shattering battle.

They rushed over one after another, but they dared not approach.

Can only watch from a distance.

When he saw Ming Buyan fighting Xuanming Sword Spirit, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What a powerful force, the strength of the sword master is too terrifying."

"Tsk tsk, what exactly is that bloody ghost? Is it really condensed by the resentment of the dead sword cultivator in the sword world?"

"If you don't want to die, don't get too close. This kind of battle, even if it is only affected by a trace of sword energy, is enough to make us feel better."

on the sky.

Obviously, the battle with Xuanming Sword Spirit is in full swing.

at this time.

Obviously, there is always a voice in my mind.

"kill me."

"This voice is... are you, Xuanming Sword Spirit?"

Ming Buyan looked at the frantic Xuanming Sword Spirit in front of him, and said in surprise.

But the other party's eyes were blood red, and he still sent out frenzied and violent sword aura towards him.

"It's me, but this is my original consciousness. Now I have been manipulated by evil thoughts, leaving only the instinct to kill."

"Because I realize that you have Jianxin, I can communicate with you, but it won't last long."

Xuanming Sword Spirit's voice sounded again.

Kenshin...

Well, it should be the Heart of the Heavenly Sword.

I didn't expect the Heavenly Sword Heart talent to have such a use.

"Why did you let me kill you?"

"If you don't kill me, I won't be free. I can only become a beast dominated by killing forever. I Xuanming don't want to just exist like this."

"Is there no other way?"

"Evil thoughts are in my bones, I am hopeless, the only way to restore my purity is to stop killing!" Xuanming Sword Spirit calmly said.

"Evil thoughts, what is that?"

"This is a long story... Damn..."

Xuanming Sword Spirit sighed, and then his tone changed, as if he was enduring something, his voice began to become intermittent, "My consciousness... is running out, I, for you...create a loophole, you use the strongest move ,kill me!"

Done.

Xuanming Sword Spirit's voice completely disappeared.

However, Xuanming Sword Spirit, who was attacking Ming Buyan frantically, suddenly froze, and the sword energy dissipated, revealing a flaw.

Seeing the situation without saying anything, without the slightest hesitation.

As he raised his hand, the dazzling sword energy converged on the black and white Xuanfeng.

"Use this sword to see you off for the last time!"

"The Nameless Sword Art... Open the sky!"

Said plainly and indifferently.

Exercising the second move of the Wuming Sword Art, this move was also created by his heart by combining the Tyrant Sword Art in the past.

On the edge of the black and white Xuanfeng sword, endless sword intent gushes out!

All phenomena of sword energy blended together, turning into chaos, and in the chaos, there was another brand new pure sword intent burst out! !
This sword intent is overbearing to the extreme!
As if opening up the heavens and the earth, the sword intent gave birth to sword energy, split the endless chaos, and rushed towards the Xuanming Sword Spirit.

boom! !

Accompanied by a roaring sound.

Xuanming Sword Spirit bears it head-on, even though her body is extremely tough, she is still cracked every inch in front of this sword! !

At the last moment of dissipating, a trace of clarity appeared in Xuanming Sword Spirit's eyes.

She looked at Ming Buyan and bowed slightly, "Thank you."

After speaking, her body turned into countless fragments.

Ming Buyan frowned, shook his head and sighed, "Oh, Xuanming Sword Spirit has fallen, it seems that no one really knows what happened back then."

His figure flashed and he returned to the valley.

Walking towards the Xuanming Sword, with the fall of the sword spirit, the blood stains on it have disappeared, leaving only the rusty blade.

Ming Buyan holds the sword in his hand, and uses the sword-eating sword-forging method to move it.

Start refining it.

moment!

Unprecedented perception of the way of the sword, madness welled up in my heart.

All kinds of powerful kendo techniques emerged one by one in his mind.

Just when he was refining Xuanming Sword.

On the sword body, a dark red light suddenly flashed, accompanied by the broken ancient Xuanming sword, flooding into Ming Buyan's mind.

When Ming Buyan, who was immersed in his perception of the way of the sword, came back to his senses, the dark red light had already penetrated into his cave.

watch carefully……

It was a drop of dark red blood!

After entering his cave, the drop of blood began to exude a sinister aura, spreading around his cave.

His consciousness was also affected, and a strong killing intent began to emerge.

Destruction, the desire to destroy breeds in his heart.

"This is... the blood on the Xuanming ancient sword! It didn't dissipate with the death of the sword spirit, but lurked and entered my body!"

"This dark red blood? Conscious?"

Ming Buyan fixed his eyes and thought, and the original power in the cave surged out, trying to suppress that drop of blood!
at the same time.

The sword power of the ancient Xuanming sword originally refined by him was condensed in his cave, and turned into a series of pure sword energy, trapping the drop of dark red blood in the sword energy.

Form a sword qi prison!
After achieving this step, Ming Buyan was able to suppress the murderous thoughts that emerged in his mind, but there was still a kind of evil spirit that was vaguely present in him.

"It's a little troublesome now."

Mingbuyan murmured.

He only refined a small half of the ancient Xuanming sword, and most of the remaining power was turned into a sword qi cage to suppress the drop of dark red blood.

Also, just in case.

He also used part of the original power to build a seal in the cave, suppressing the sword qi cage and the drop of blood.

But this strange drop of blood is a hidden danger after all.

There must be a way to eliminate it.

But now he doesn't even know the origin of this drop of blood, let alone eliminate it.

"Sword Clan..."

"This drop of blood is from the Xuanming Ancient Sword, and this sword has a deep connection with the Sword Clan. It seems that it is necessary to go to the Sword Clan."

He thought to himself without saying a word.

He looked at Jian Wuxin in the pool of swords, thoughtful.

Then, he looked at the remaining sword weapons in the Burial Sword Valley, and without thinking too much, he continued to use the Sword Devouring Bone Casting method to devour and refine the remaining sword weapons one by one.

a few months later.

The unspoken cultivation base is still the original upper realm, but it has gone a step further.

Limbs and bones, after being washed by the source, have gradually matched with the source.

"To advance to the Holy Realm, you need to combine with the source!"

"And before that, the body and soul need to be completely washed and transformed with the power of the source to increase the fit with the source!"

"When the compatibility reaches [-]%, you can enter the source and try to combine with the source, but in this process, if the consciousness is not firm, you may be swallowed by the source, and all previous efforts will be wasted, and you will die!!"

He thought to himself without saying a word.

Now, his compatibility with the source is just [-]%.

There is still a long way to go to reach [-]%.

Therefore, he doesn't have to worry about his consciousness being swallowed by the source for the time being.

in contrast.

The drop of dark red blood in the body is what needs to be solved urgently.

Ming Buyan looked at Jian Wuxin.

I just feel that the opponent's breath is much stronger than before.

Has already stepped into the middle of the origin in one fell swoop!
Suddenly.

The opponent opened his eyes, and beams of sword light burst out from his body.

He jumped up and swung the Moshan sword towards the void.

boom!
The majestic sword energy directly tore through the void.

He smiled slightly, and was very satisfied with his current state, "Finally, I have successfully stepped into the middle of the origin! If I face the Lord of the Sword of Heaven again, I am confident that I will not be weak against him! Uh, I almost forgot, that guy is already dead. "

He thought of something and smiled helplessly.

I can't find anyone who wants revenge.

(End of this chapter)