plane evolution

Chapter 153 Tianhe Holy Sword
"You take what is given to you, how can there be so much nonsense!" The leader pretended to be slightly angry, and Zhang Yang could see the reluctance in his eyes.

"Thank you, head!" Zhang Yang solemnly took over Yuse Shuibo.

According to legend, at the beginning of the world, a water dragon blessed the world and turned the originally barren world into fertile land, so that the ancestors of mankind survived. The water dragon has guarded mankind for a long time, so long that no one can remember the exact number of years!
The name of this water dragon is: Aotian!
Countless years later, a madman descended from the sky, feeding on human beings and killing them bloodily.

The water dragon woke up from a deep sleep again, and handed over the cultivation method to humans to help humans kill the madman. The blood left on his body gave the beast tree a sense of consciousness!

So the demon clan appeared!
And the madman left his blood, which became the beginning of the current demonic way.

After the water dragon stabilized the world, it came to the Tianhe River, sank into the bottom of the Tianhe River, and disappeared. Until now, the legend of the water dragon proud of the sky has been circulating in this world.

He is the patron saint of mankind, the controller of the weather, and the benefactor of the entire human race.

Li Tianhe was on Tianhe 5000 years ago. After realizing the Tianhe Dafa, he found a piece of Tianwai Qijin underground in Tianhe. He spent 100 years refining the Tianwai Qijin to become the Tianhe Holy Sword!
Although the power is unmatched, he always felt that something was missing. It was not until he became a fairy that he realized that the Tianhe Holy Sword lacked a sword soul.

At that time, his power had surpassed the limit of this world, and he split half of the soul of Tianhe from Tianhe as the sword soul of Tianhe holy sword.

At the same time, he poured the Tianhe Zhenqi, which had already turned into immortal energy, into the sword. When the sword was completed, the swordsmen under heaven bowed their heads and bowed three times in the direction of Tianhe Gate.

Li Tianhe was invincible with a long sword in his hand of honor, and killed eight of the thirteen sects of magic at that time, and 36 of 35 demon clans, overwhelming the entire world!

If it wasn't for the fact that the world couldn't bear his power, maybe there was only Tianhemen left in this world.

Li Tianhe left the Tianhe Sacred Sword in the Tianhe Sect, and became an immortal himself. Since then, the Tianhe Sacred Sword has become the symbol of the head of the Tianhe Sect!
As long as you get the Tianhe Sacred Sword, you will definitely be the head of the Tianhe Sect!
Speaking of Li Tianhe's coercion over Yunei, the head of the sect seemed a little excited, what past glory fascinated him, but now that Tianhe sect has internal and external troubles, he has few days to live, which made him groan.

However, looking at Zhang Yang in front of him, his ambition once again rose in his heart!Although it is impossible for him to reproduce Li Tianhe's power.

However, in Zhang Yang, the headmaster saw hope.

The head of the sect caressed the Tianhe Excalibur lightly, his eyes filled with reluctance and shame!He was reluctant, and he felt sorry for the Tianhe Gate. Under his leadership, the Tianhe Gate was declining day by day!
"Zhang Yang, this is our sect's legacy, the Heavenly River Sacred Sword! Now I pass it on to you, and hope that under your leadership, the Tianhemen can achieve the prestige of the master!" The headmaster said sternly.

Zhang Yang looked at the giant sword without a scabbard in the master's hand. Although the blade was black and not slippery, and it didn't show any power at all, he looked more like a scrapped piece of rotten iron!

Zhang Yang knelt down, kowtowed respectfully again, and raised his hands!
The headmaster forcefully put the long sword in Zhang Yang's hand!

Although the Tianhe Holy Sword is extremely powerful, but since Li Tianhe, no one has been recognized by the Holy Sword. The Holy Sword has become a symbol of the Tianhe Gate, not a powerful weapon!

After receiving the holy sword, Zhang Yang stood up. He felt that the burden on his shoulders was even heavier. His purpose has not changed. However, he did not want to disappoint those who cared about him, so he took the holy sword and took it. Overcome the burden on the head's shoulders.

Now, he has to start thinking about how to occupy this world, so that he can develop the Tianhe Gate and turn the Tianhe Gate into a giant-like existence.

Zhang Yang looked at the holy sword in his hand seriously, and continuously poured his true energy into the holy sword, but the holy sword was like a real lump of iron, and Zhang Yang's true energy returned in vain!

"Don't try it, since Master Feixian, no one has ever recognized the Holy Sword! Therefore, the Holy Sword is equivalent to a symbol! However, even if it is a symbol, you must keep it safe and not lose it!" The door said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

"Okay, go down, wait a few days, your five senior brothers and sisters will take you to Baxia God Capital!"

Zhang Yang returned to the house, first refining the jade-colored water waves into the dantian, and constantly nourishing it with real air. At the same time, he kept studying the holy sword in his hand.

Before the head of the sect told the legend of the holy sword, Zhang Yang believed that there is no wind without waves, and the holy sword may not be able to unleash its unparalleled power because it has not found a real way to use it.

With an idea, a drop of blood flowed out from his hand, landed on the holy sword, and slid into the ground.

Seeing such a situation, Zhang Yang laughed at himself, if a drop of blood can recognize the master, how could the master get hurt!
Putting the holy sword in hand under the pillow, Zhang Yang lay on the bed, because the damaged roof has not been repaired, Zhang Yang can see the big river above the zenith, under the sunlight, the big river is quietly in mid-air The flow of fish and shrimp is constantly playing in the water.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep. This was the first time he fell asleep in this world. Because he had been practicing Tianhe Dafa, Zhang Yang hadn't practiced Void Spiritualization for three years!

The moment he fell asleep, Zhang Yang's consciousness came to the mental space. The mental space was all white, and a Milky Way hung in midair, flowing quietly.

This is because the spiritual power produced by practicing Tianhe Dafa has not been publicized and refined. At the bottom of the spiritual space, the power of the white people's faith and vows tightly blocked the bloody river.

The blue flame continued to burn, and when Zhang Yang saw the blue flame, his heart moved, and he woke up again in an instant.

He took the Tianhe holy sword between his hands, sat down cross-legged, and carefully used the five-element divine fire in his dantian. The five-color divine fire floated out of his palm and landed on the Tianhe holy sword.

The black on the surface of Tianhe Holy Sword disappeared in an instant, and the fiery red sword body appeared in front of Zhang Yang, a layer of white light film tightly wrapped the holy sword.

Although Zhang Yang's Five Elements Divine Fire is extremely powerful, it cannot burn through the white light film. Zhang Yang once again flew out a divine fire from his dantian, adding to the refining of the holy sword.

Zhang Yang was very excited about New China, because the Holy Sword finally responded, and his extremely powerful Five Elements Divine Fire couldn't do anything about it, but the Holy Sword finally responded!
He has taken a big step forward compared to the masters of the holy sword in the past!

Zhang Yang suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, carefully compressed the divine fire to the size of a needle tip, and continuously burned one place against the white light film!

A hole the size of a needle's eye was burned through by the five-color fire!

Zhang Yang's zhenqi instantly flowed into the Tianhe Holy Sword from this small hole. In Zhang Yang's consciousness, the sound of water flow appeared continuously. In Zhang Yang's eyes, the holy sword in his hand was no longer a sword, but It is a river, a long river with no beginning and no end.

The long river flows slowly and calmly, but Zhang Yang is incomparably surprised by the inner power.

A man with the appearance of a scholar suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, the scholar looked around with incomparable vicissitudes, and began to speak.

"How many generations has it been since our Tianhemen?"

"It's already the 25th belt!" Zhang Yang said honestly, because the scholar opposite had an aura that reassured him.

"Has it been that long? You opened the holy sword?" the scholar continued.

"Senior, it's me!"

"That's right, it's been almost 5000 years, and it's time to open the Holy Sword again!" the scholar said with emotion.

"Excuse me, who are you, senior?" Zhang Yang asked cautiously.

"Me? I am your ancestor, Li Tianhe!" The scholar smiled slightly and said.

"What? Senior, haven't you already ascended to the heavens?" Zhang Yang said in disbelief.

"Hehe, there is no heaven, everything is a lie, the road to immortality has been broken, and it is impossible for mortals to become immortals!" Li Tianhe's face was full of sadness and struggle.

"Impossible, I heard that within a hundred years, at least 10 people have successfully ascended to immortality!" Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a deep voice.

Li Tianhe's words made Zhang Yang extremely frightened. If the immortal road is blocked, then where did the people who ascended before go.

(End of this chapter)