Five Elements Heaven

When the seven swords merged into one, the strong aura of the swords seemed to be infused with mysterious power into his body.

It seemed as if something was stirring in my heart, as if something in my body was about to break out of the cocoon.

what is it then?

The tumbling memories are like colorful murals, they pass and switch quickly like a revolving lantern.

After the erosion of time, the murals have weathered and peeled off, the paint has lost its luster, and the lines are incomplete. They seemed unrecognizable, yet so familiar, like the call of a distant valley.

After an unknown amount of time, only the last two images remained in his mind.

In mid-air, the dying master said, Kill me.

He still remembered how calm he was at that time, without sadness. He was like an irrelevant bystander and made a decision. He didn't regret it at all.

He doesn't regret it now.

In the deepest part of his memory, he was not surprised at all when he saw this scene. What surprised and surprised him was another picture.

In the sword cultivation dojo, the sun was shining all over the courtyard. He was leisurely carrying water and mopping the floor, using a wooden frame to sort out the sword tactics, and read with relish the exaggerated descriptions and legends occasionally revealed between the lines in the sword tactics.

Ai Hui was stunned when he saw the thin young man in the picture with a focused expression and longing in his eyes.

Is that so...

He whispered.

For him, thunder is revenge, and sword... is hope.

His pale and dim childhood, his unrealistic yearning and fantasy for swordsmanship, was a wisp of misty and vague hope, a bunch that fell on his young and thin palm when the shadow cast by the behemoth of the world enveloped him. Faint sunlight.

Like a sword.

He suddenly understood why he chose the sword, and also suddenly understood why he never let go of the sword in his hand.

Ai Hui couldn't help but grasp the sword in his hand, just like usual.

However, today, the world is still the same giant, but he is no longer the thin and timid boy.

The faint ray of sunlight that once illuminated his palm has now become the long sword in his hand. The vitality is surging, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the lightning is entwined, making him courageous and fearless to take revenge and fight.

Ai Hui's mood was agitated.

In the underground palace, lightning and thunder thundered, and thick lightning gathered from all directions, like thick vines protruding from the void, entwined with a silver thunder sword.

The entangled lightning flashed uncertainly, and only the vague shape of the sword could be seen.

The sword fetus is really a sword fetus.

Ai Hui suddenly lost consciousness. He did not expect that the sword fetus would be lost and recovered. Although the shape of the sword embryo is completely different from before, the location where it is generated is also completely different. In that incomplete sword canon, the sword fetus was conceived by the essence of the spirit, so its condensed position is in the heavenly palace.

But now it’s the underground palace…

But soon Ai Hui discovered that the thunderous liquid surging in his body suddenly became extremely tame.

The sword, almost as soon as his heart moved, thunder poured into the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Hey.

A bolt of lightning pierced the dark sky above.

A flash of lightning pierced Murray's dark pupils.

The sword-like silver light illuminated the ruins, shining brightly on the faces, drowning the shock on their faces, and drawing long and sharp shadows out of the figures.

A beam of lightning spurted out from the hilt of the sword, shaped like a zigzag blade, changing erratically.

Thunder Sword...

Almost everyone has these four words in their mind.

The lightning was like snow, and everyone was like puppets, motionless and silent, except for the crackle of thunder.

Ai Hui slowly opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fine lightning, so sharp that it seemed to pierce directly into a person's heart.

At this moment, his heart was filled with the joy and satisfaction of just breaking through.

The new sword fetus is completely different from the previous sword fetus. The previous sword fetus was conceived by energy and spirit, but the new sword fetus is conceived by thunder. In other words, the sword embryo in the heavenly palace is the extension of the spirit, and the sword embryo in the underground palace is the condensed thunder.

The two are completely opposite, but each has its own charm.

Tiangong's sword embryo can greatly improve Ai Hui's perception, making it even sharper. However, the sword embryo in the underground palace can greatly enhance Ai Hui's control over the thunder in his body, making him even more powerful and domineering.

The former is ethereal and distant, while the latter is deep and deep.

Strictly speaking, this is not a sword fetus, but Ai Hui still named it after the sword fetus.

He let go of the small cold jade blade with only the hilt left, and with a snap, the hilt fell to the ground, and the Thunder Blade disappeared.

Everyone woke up from a dream and were just about to speak.

Ai Hui's parallel fingers were like swords, swiftly slashing through the air, stabbing, and a flash of lightning appeared on his fingertips. The lightning was entangled, like a sword blade hesitating, and it was so sharp that it was dazzling.

This is……

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but Gu Xuan and the other tower masters' hearts skipped a beat.

They were very sensitive to the aura of the sword, and could feel the sword intent contained in this lightning. It was extremely domineering and full of destructive aura, which was completely different from Ai Hui's previous sword aura.

It seems...becoming more terrifying!

Ai Hui retracted his fingers. His movements were full of rhythmic beauty, just like sheathing a sword. The lightning on his fingertips suddenly disappeared and disappeared.

Ai Hui has really become stronger.

Gu Xuan felt more and more certain at this moment.

His swordsmanship is profound. Although he is not at the level of Ai Hui, he is not comparable to ordinary people. A pleasing sword move is not necessarily a powerful sword move, but a powerful sword move must be pleasing to the eye because it is more balanced, more coordinated, and more extreme.

Ai Hui's fingers moved back and forth, two very random movements, the rhythmic beauty that is difficult to describe in words, made these two ordinary movements extraordinary.

Murray also noticed the action.

He put away the scorn in his heart. No matter where he is, strong people can always gain respect.

Previously, although Ai Hui held the title of Master of Guard Thunder, in Murray's eyes, he was just a newcomer who had just been promoted to master.

Now he no longer thinks so, and a smile appears on his face: Congratulations, Master Ai!

Ai Hui noticed Murray from the beginning. He had a reserved aura and was obviously a master. He responded very politely: Thank you. I wonder who you are?

Uncle Yu quickly stood up and said respectfully: Master Ai, this is Master Murray.

Ai Hui saw Uncle Yu and said in surprise: Uncle Yu! Is Senior Sister here?

Uncle Yu respectfully reported: Miss is not here. Miss has specially prepared a batch of fabrics for you. I wonder if you can use it? Master Mu is a friend of the eldest young master. If Master Mu had not been along the way, we don't know if we could have used it. Arrived.

Ai Hui quickly thanked Murray: Thank you so much, Master Mu, for your hard work!

Murray shook his head and smiled: We are all friends, no need to be polite.

It is always a joy to meet old friends. When Ai Hui asked about his senior sister's current situation, Uncle Yu told Mingxiu how he opened an embroidery workshop and created Tamagawa Hideori when he returned to the Emerald City.

Ai Hui listened with rapt attention, a delighted smile appearing on his lips from time to time.

After chatting for a while, Ai Hui suddenly realized when he saw the fatigue on Uncle Yu's face. Uncle Yu is so old and must be very tired from traveling long distances, so he quickly asked Uncle Yu to rest.

However, Ai Hui did not let them unload the cargo on the beast.

The sword tower in Lemon Camp was destroyed, and there was no point in staying here. Ai Hui decided to take everyone to the newly built Fishback City.

Wang Xiaoshan's newly built city is located on the mountain range of Heiyuzui Mountain. It looks like it is on the back of a fish, so everyone decided to name it Yubei City.

Regarding Ai Hui's ability to name, everyone chose not to give him this opportunity.

After resting for a long time, Uncle Yu had recovered a lot of energy. Hearing that Ai Hui wanted them to go to the newly built Yubei City, he readily agreed. He came here in person this time just to know how Ai Hui and the Songjian Sect were developing.

Uncle Yu was shocked to hear that they built a new city and it was completed by a Yuan Xiu.

Even Murray was intrigued.

Earth cultivators are doing very poorly now, and the fall of Huangshajiao has resulted in the situation of Earth cultivators being no different from that of Fire cultivators. In the past, construction workers with a little bit of ability would have dismissed work such as building houses, but now they are taking the lead.

However, it still sounds a bit weird for one person to build a city.

The members of Thunder Sword have been eager to leave this shabby camp for a long time. If they can't go to Songjian Valley, it would be good to go to Fishback City. Everyone is more curious about how the boss will solve the sword tower problem.

Ai Hui's strength increased, which greatly boosted the morale of the team, especially the members of Thunder Sword. With a strong boss, the future is brighter.

Ai Hui's departure was warmly welcomed by the residents of Lemon Camp.

The terrible smell almost scared them to the point of peeing. If Thunder Sword practices like this every day, many of them will begin to consider whether to move away. The explosion just now scared them out of their wits.

Now that they heard that Ai Hui and the others were about to leave, it was as if they were sending off a plague.

With the two masters Ai Hui and Murray present, there would be no problem with safety along the way, but the beast's slow speed would affect the team's speed. Ai Hui was not in a hurry and helped everyone practice along the way.

Not having a sword tower would not be a problem for Ai Hui.

The regenerated sword embryo allowed Ai Hui to keenly identify who among the crowd was uncoordinated without the help of a sword tower.

A player who fails continuously will be dropped into the reserve team, and his original position will be replaced by a player with outstanding performance from the reserve team.

Today, the number of Thunder Swords is 300, the positions of the seven sword towers are 252, and there are still 48 people left as reserve teams.

The training of the reserve team is exactly the same as that of other team members.

Introducing the competition mechanism, the atmosphere immediately changes dramatically. No one wants to fall into the reserve team, and the reserve team is gearing up and eager for opportunities.

Uncle Yu was secretly surprised by the enthusiasm of the team members for practicing. The outside world is not optimistic about Ai Hui's Thunder Sword, but after seeing it with his own eyes, Uncle Yu feels that Ai Hui is far more powerful than the rumors.

This hand doesn't look like a novice's.

When they arrived at Fishback City, they all had expressions of disbelief.

Did a man really build this?

Murray couldn't help but ask the question again.

Among the many cities he has seen, Yubei City is far from majestic. It does not cover a large area and does not accommodate a large population. However, the thought that this city was built by one person still makes people feel... incredible.

As soon as they entered the city, Shi Xueman, who came after hearing the news, brought good news.