After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 67 The War Is Finally Over

A bloody handkerchief slowly came to Yan Changan's feet along the flowing blood. He looked down and saw a person rushing over in front of him, picking up the blood-soaked handkerchief tremblingly with scarred hands. It was a precious place. Put it in your heart and cry loudly.

Somebody's family letter was blown up by the wind, with blood stains on it, but the handwriting could be vaguely glimpsed, as it blew across the air, countless people stretched out their hands to grab it.

Tears suddenly dripped from Yan Changan's eyes.

He suddenly remembered that 600 years ago, during the Battle of Lianzhou, tens of thousands of people came here spontaneously, willing to use the crowd tactics to help Xianmen.

These people are all rushing to die.

A blood-soaked cultivator passed through his body with a sword, and squatted down to stuff a elixir into the mouth of the surviving mortal. Yan Changan recognized his face: "Shu—"

Shu Wen.

His face was stained with blood, and he almost numbly sent the elixir in his hands into the hands of the surviving mortals. Only when the mortals couldn't stop refusing and thanking him, would there be a slight comforting smile on his face, reassuring them that they don't need to care.

Countless people cheered for Liu Xubai's beheading of the Demon Lord, but the Shu family left the battlefield without saying a word after distributing all the pills in their hands.

Huaqiu wanted to persuade them to stay, and wanted them to stay overnight and then return, but no one in Shu's family paid any attention to his words.

They left on their own, even though they attracted a lot of attention, no one dared to ask to stay.

The sword in Liu Xubai's hand was trembling, he pierced through the Demon Lord's chest, but the blade of the sword trembled suddenly and let out bursts of clanging.

Panting heavily, Liu Xubai pulled out the blood-stained long sword, blood dripped from the tip of the sword, maybe it was his illusion, the blood on the sword seemed to be slowly absorbed by the blue light.

The demon is dead.

He stared blankly at Chao Bai who was not moving on the ground, and fell to the ground as if he lost his strength, listening to the cheers and cries from all directions.

Liu Xubai lay on his back in the sea of ​​blood, staring blankly at the blue sky, his mind went blank.

There were people around crying, weeping with joy, Liu Xubai was affected by the atmosphere and tried to pull a happy smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth were stiff, and the forced smile was uglier than crying.

Qing Guang lay beside him, drenched in blood, and finally stopped trembling.

Huaqiu who came to look for him sat down beside him, let the blood soak his clothes, and said softly: "It's over."

Liu Xubai's chest heaved and he tilted his head to look at the blue light, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The centuries-long struggle between humans and demons can finally come to an end.

He should join the survivors in cheering for victory.

It's just that his eye sockets were sore, and tears slowly fell, following his cheeks and mixing into the blood under his body.

He couldn't smile.

Now, only he knows—

Knowing the tragic situation of the massacre of 18 people in Yucheng at the beginning of this war a hundred years ago, and knowing how to get the blue light that brought him victory at the end.

The power in his body was continuously emerging, as if to thank him, the master who forged the fairy sword, Qingguang gave him a power that he never dared to expect before.

"Blue Light—"

Huaqiu let out a soft cry.

Liu Xubai's pupils dilated slightly, and he watched helplessly as the blue light floated in the air, turning into a stream of light with lightning speed and disappearing.

"Blue light!"

Liu Xubai struggled to get up, and stared at the direction where Qingguang was leaving in disbelief, but unfortunately the bond between Qingguang and him was cut off, no matter how he called, he still couldn't respond.

He stared blankly at a point in the air, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly fell into a coma.

Yan Chang'an was able to leave the war.

He was sent into that dim world again, looking at the picture in front of him, the following stories unfolded before his eyes one by one.

The demons retreated, and the immortal sect took advantage of the victory to pursue them. They drove the demons back to the demon world, set up a seal, and sent people to guard them.

The Phoenix Mountain in Yuanzhou is covered with white silk, and hundreds of families from the immortal sect come here to mourn Shu Nong, and countless people flock to Fengyin City to set up temples to worship Shu Nong.

Perhaps Liu Xubai wanted to see Shu Nong and say sorry, and since then he summoned the soul every year on September [-]th, and ten years later, he suddenly burned all the banned books in the Zangshu Pavilion.

Yan Chang'an watched him throw the contents of the forbidden book that he had copied into the fire together. For a while, he couldn't tell whether he set fire to the forbidden book because he could not recall his soul every year, or because he was afraid that someone would enter the forbidden book room again and see the book called The book "Handing the Sword".

In the two years since he forged the immortal sword and the end of the war between humans and demons, the use of living people to sacrifice swords was common, which once caused panic among people. Later, someone rumored that the reason Liu Xubai and Shu Nong forged the immortal sword was to Save the world, so get the mercy of heaven.

Since then, the war has been peaceful and the world is stable. Naturally, no one can have the fairy sword anymore.

Didn't he see that Liu Xubai's own fairy sword was hidden from the world, so the situation calmed down.

The rest of the story is familiar to everyone, Yan Chang'an thought that this illusion should end here, but he didn't expect that when the screen turned, the figures of the Shu family appeared.

After Shu Nong sacrificed the sword, Shu Yue was stimulated and forgot the memory of the sword forging pool. Mrs. Shu was seriously ill, and Shu Nong's mother was sick because of her daughter, so she had to travel around to divert her attention.

Shu Wen searched all over the world for Mrs. Shu's famous doctors, and only then managed to bring her back to life.

Since then, several relatives of Shu Nong prayed to the gods and worshiped the Buddha, and worshiped the gods and Buddhas all over the world. During the 200 years, the incense continued, and finally let Mrs. Shu see a glimmer of life 400 years ago.

"The blue light comes out, and the vitality appears."

Because of these six words, Mrs. Shu set up a tea stand under Wutong Mountain to guide the sword seekers all over the world. For 400 years, she has guided every disciple who came to seek swords and watched them go up the mountain with hope. , watching them return empty-handed, day after day, year after year, finally waiting for Yan Changan.

The screen stopped abruptly.

"Yan Changan!"

Shu Nong called him from behind, his voice was light and joyful.

Yan Changan turned around following her voice, only to see her standing at the light circle, waving at him.

Seeing him staring blankly, Shu Nong frowned puzzledly, trotted over and took his hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing blankly? Do you want me to wait for you?"

Yan Changan opened his mouth, but Shu Nong took his hand and brought him into the light circle without any explanation.

Yan Chang'an suddenly stepped into the warmth, on the dining table, several people looked at him with smiles.

He was very unfamiliar with this place, but based on the people on the table, he guessed that this place should be the dining room of the Shu family.

Shu Nong pulled him to sit down, and glared at him: "Why are you in a daze today, everyone is waiting for you, what are you doing standing outside the door? Why do you have to drag you over?"

While scolding him, she handed him a pair of chopsticks and said with a smile, "It's time to eat."

Mrs. Shu and Shu Fu and Shu Mu watched Shu Nong speak with a smile, Shu Yue looked at him and then at Shu Nong, and said with a smile, "Brother-in-law, did you make my sister angry today?"

Brother-in-law?

Yan Chang'an was startled, and stared blankly at Shu Yue who was full of smiles.

"What are you talking about!" Shu He took the soup that his grandmother handed him, and blew carefully, "When did my aunt make my aunt angry?"

(End of this chapter)