Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

Off state.

Kenzuka.

The sword cairn is built in a deep mountain, surrounded by black water in the Black Mountain, and is dead silent all year round.

At the same time, although Kenzuka is a major school of kendo, there are not many people inside.

In the entire Kenzuka, there were only three people in total.

The sword master is Dugu Rebellion, and the sword son Shen Liang.

and an old servant without a name.

On this day, in the dark and dead hall, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

The old servant of Kenzuka held a piece of parchment in his hand and quickly walked towards the depths of the main hall.

Deep in the main hall, it was dark.

An old man with a decayed breath and a hideous sword scar all over his body was sitting on a stone seat, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

“Sword Master!”

The old servant, who was still hurried in front of him, couldn’t help but relax his steps as he got closer and closer to the stone seat, as if he was afraid of disturbing the old man with a decaying breath to rest.

“There is news from the outside world.” The old servant stood respectfully next to the stone throne and whispered in his ear.

“About the sword?”

Sword Master Dugu slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of exhaustion flashed in his eyes.

“It’s not. This is…… About the Flying Dragon Sword God. The old servant replied softly.

“Wyvern?”

Dugu rebelled and narrowed his eyes, and some light gradually surged in his eyes.

“This guy is almost a thousand years old, what news can there be? Could it be that he sat down one step ahead of the main seat? ”

Dugu Rebellion’s old face flashed a faint smile, reached out and took the roll of parchment, and looked down.

In a flash.

Dugu Bei was shocked, and a strong essence erupted in his eyes.

“Holy Realm? How can it be? How could this guy break through the Holy Realm?! ”

Dugu clenched the parchment in his hand, and his whole body was trembling.

The next moment, he couldn’t help but cough violently.

The whole chest was up and down like a blower due to a violent cough.

He didn’t believe it!

It is clear that the Feilong guy has been firmly trapped at the peak of the Extreme Emperor Realm for seven hundred years, how can he say that he broke through at once?

“Could it be wrong?” Dugu Yi raised his head and looked at the old servant.

After the old servant was silent for a while, he spoke: “Probably not, when the Flying Dragon Sword God displayed the true holy aura, there was no way to leave the Sword Emperor Zhuang, including our Sword Highness, all of them were present, all of them certified the true holy aura of the Flying Dragon Sword God.” ”

“Moreover, the Heavenly Saint Palace has also come forward to confirm that as early as half a month ago, the Flying Dragon Sword God broke through the True Saint.”

The words fell.

Dugu slowly lowered his head and was silent for a long time.

Only the extremely tight parchment that he held in his hand.

It can prove that this sword master who has little time is alone, and how uncalm his heart is.

“Ah Zhu.”

Dugu looked back at the old servant.

“The old servant is here.” The old servant nodded.

“You have served the sword for me since you were a child, and you can be regarded as having seen the kendo battle between me and that guy from the flying dragon, you say, am I really inferior to him?” Dugu said in a heavy tone.

The old servant hesitated when he heard this, and then nodded, “It’s a little inferior.” ”

As soon as these words fell, Dugu was stunned, looked at the old servant unexpectedly, and raised his hand in anger to hit:

“Ah Zhu, I know I’m a little inferior, can’t you follow my words and echo me?”

When the old servant heard this, he couldn’t help but smile slightly on his face and said:

“Just kidding. You and the Flying Dragon Sword God feel in the eyes of the old slave that there is no difference between high and low, but the simple kendo is different, each with its own merits. ”

Dugu waved his hand and said, “Forget it, if this seat is not as good as him, I know it in my own heart.” ”

After speaking, Dugu Yi raised his head, looked at the endless void outside the hall, and let out a long sigh.

He was born in the same era as the wyvern.

At that time, the two were young and vigorous, and they were both leaders of kendo.

Naturally, there is a sense of comparison.

However, no matter how he compares, he is always as inferior as the wyvern.

He killed the King Realm big worm here, and the flying dragon killed the King Realm dragon on the other side.

On his side, he broke through the five heavens of the king realm, and the flying dragon broke through the sixth heaven of the king realm.

At that time, it seemed that the two were competing for the current.

All Tianjiao are far less dazzling than the two.

He had been in the Flying Dragon, about the top of the East Sea, and competed with the sword three times.

However, the sword is compared three times.

Three results, all defeated!

“I’ve been chasing you all my life.”

Dugu Yi raised his head, and a look of reminiscence appeared in those old and decaying eyes.

He seemed to remember back then, two blue-shirted and merry Kendo Tianjiao, chasing me and shining in the world.

At that time, what a spirit.

At that time, it was so incredible.

“I originally thought that when I got old, everyone was trapped in the Extreme Emperor Realm, so it could be regarded as leveling.”

“Who knows, this guy of yours has reached this time, and he has even broken through the True Saint Realm again.”

“Hey, are you angry with me?”

Dugu seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to the flying dragon.

Finally, he shook his head with a smile and waved his hand:

“Forget it, don’t fight, don’t fight.”

Seeing this, the old servant on the side asked softly: “Sword master, this time, that Mr. Ning of Lin’an City, wants to comply with the contract of the Flying Dragon Sword God, and then be listed in the list of sword gods in the world, such as today’s sword path heroes, all are rushing to Lin’an City, shall we go?” ”

“Go? Of course going! ”

Dugu Yi laughed and said:

“I know what that guy from Feilong wants to do, he wants to use this Mr. Ning’s mouth to recount the peak moment of their kendo all the way, so as to attract the world to practice swords.”

“I don’t have many days left, and counting this life, I can count a few peak moments, and I should still be able to make the list.”

“In that case…”

“Naturally, I want to highlight it again in these last years.”

While speaking, Dugu Yi stood up and looked at the outside world:

“In this world today, kendo has indeed withered.”

“Kendo… It shouldn’t be. ”

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Meanwhile.

Scenes similar to the sword tomb are constantly being staged in various places in the Nine Xuan Realm.

On a street in Zhongzhou.

An old beggar with a wine gourd pinned to his waist, while drinking, hummed softly:

“I want to say that I am resting, I want to say that I am resting, but the sky is cool for a good autumn~~”

Suddenly, a piece of paper drifted by the wind and passed by the old beggar.

The old beggar who was originally drunk and hazy suddenly noticed the big word ‘kendo’ written on the floating paper!

In an instant, an incomparably sharp divine light flashed from the depths of the old beggar’s eyes.

He grabbed the floating paper with one hand and looked down.

“Flying dragon into the sanctification?”

“Mr. Lin’an Chengning, want to be listed in the world’s kendo list?”

The next moment.

The old beggar stuffed the paper into his chest pocket, and the light in his eyes passed, and he returned to a drunken hazy color.

“I want to say and rest, I want to say that I am resting, but the sky is cool and autumn…”

“What an autumn!!”

With a loud laugh, the old beggar stepped on his feet, and suddenly turned into a shocking sword light that ran through the sun and the moon, heading towards Yunzhou, and quickly broke through the sky!

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