I Have Countless Swords

Zhou Xuanji ran under a tree not far away and continued to think about life. The little monk didn't think it was strange, he shook his head and smiled, then turned around to chop wood.

Through the twenty-fourth grade Xuan Qinglian, Zhou Xuanji learned that Tiansheng was still fighting.

The holy prestige lasted for a year, causing the celestial phenomenon of the gods and the thousands to change dramatically, the earth collapsed, and disasters emerged one after another.

I don't know how long the battle between the two heavenly saints will last.

If they keep fighting, the gods will be destroyed.

Zhou Xuanji was not anxious, he couldn't beat Tiansheng anyway.

As he grew up day by day, the young monk and the old monk were not calm.

This kid is growing too fast, like a freak.

The most important thing is Zhou Xuanji's calmness, not like a child at all.

In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.

Zhou Xuanji has grown into a boy, and the little monk has also grown up, but he is only one head taller than him.

"Freak...freak..."

The old monk was lying on the rocking chair, staring at Zhou Xuanji and muttering to himself, while drinking, it was very pleasant.

Zhou Xuanji was already used to it and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

For six years, watching the two monks lead a dull and ordinary life every day, his heart has become more peaceful.

He has the feeling that he is watching a life.

He had never experienced this kind of feeling in Zhou Xiaoxuan.

Because he hadn't noticed it before.

The little monk came with a pile of firewood on his back. After putting the firewood down, he wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Little girl, don't go to the mountains recently, there are more and more beasts."

Zhou Xuanji nodded slightly, he also noticed that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was gradually increasing.

It is estimated that this world will usher in a major change.

Maybe it was because of his appearance, after all, he had the purple energy of heaven.

Speaking of which, the Da Ritian Demon Rebirth Technique is indeed very mysterious. Even if his body is destroyed, everything in his body will be transferred to another world at an excellent speed with his soul.

He often wonders, is Xian Xianghua's grandfather really that powerful?

Will there be another origin for the Great Ritual Demon Rebirth Technique?

So, he began to study the Great Sun Devil Rebirth Technique.

Three years ago, he asked the Demon God of Nanming to practice the Rebirth Technique of the Great Sun and Heavenly Demon.

Split rebirth?

He was looking forward to it.

"It's a bad omen, maybe we'll burp one day."

The old monk shouted, looking confused.

The little monk shook his head, walked in front of Zhou Xuanji, took out an apple from his arms, and said with a smile, "I bought it from a woodcutter, it's very sweet."

He has always regarded Zhou Xuanji as his own younger brother. Although this younger brother is very mature and does not like to act like a spoiled child to him, he still loves him.

Zhou Xuanji took the apple and asked, "What are your plans in the future?"

The little monk was stunned for a while, then asked with a smile, "Let's raise you first."

Zhou Xuanji asked, "Then what?"

The little monk was lost in thought.

He has followed the old monk since he was a child, and he has never seen the world. If he really wants to say a goal, he can't say it.

Zhou Xuanji didn't bother him and let him think for himself.

Everyone has his own path, and he will not force the little monk to follow him.

An ordinary life may not be as good as a long journey of cultivation.

After thinking about it for a while, the little monk didn't come up with a clue, and then he was instructed by the old monk to boil water.

This little episode changed the little monk's fate.

From then on, he began to think about life often, and at night, he and Zhou Xuanji looked up at the starry sky, silent.

He liked this state of trance.

This made the old monk very angry. Every night when he saw these two silly boys in a daze, he was very angry, and no one teased me, the old man.

In a blink of an eye, it was another four years, and Zhou Xuanji completely returned to his peak state.

The fifteenth floor of Hunyuan Luotian, this is his realm!

His age has also reached 281 years old, and the Divine Swords he has obtained are all below the Wanggu level. Although it does not increase his strength, it is still a Divine Sword.

Today, he is ready to leave.

The battle of the heavenly saints above the great thousand gods has ended, but the damage caused to the great thousand gods is irreversible.

Before leaving, he found the little monk who was chopping wood.

The little monk of that year has grown up and has become a tough young man with a simple and honest face.

Zhou Xuanji stood on the tree and shouted, "Hey, I'm leaving."

Hearing this, the little monk turned around, looked up at him, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Since thinking about life with Zhou Xuanji, he has become very calm, as if he has experienced the polishing of years.

Zhou Xuanji replied with a smile, "Go home."

The little monk frowned, with reluctance in his eyes.

He has always regarded Zhou Xuanji as a family member. He watched Zhou Xuanji grow up, but he also understood that Zhou Xuanji had a long history and would leave sooner or later.

Zhou Xuanji landed in front of him and asked, "Do you have the ambition to pursue longevity?"

The little monk fell silent.

He was full of shock.

Could it be that Zhou Xuanji is the reincarnation of an immortal?

Zhou Xuanji put his hand on his forehead and taught him the sacred art of the Buddha in the world.

The World Buddha Sacred Art was created by Gu Tianxia. There are more than Zhou Xuan opportunities in the world, so why not have one more person, not to mention that he has already recognized the little monk in his heart.

After he finished teaching, he suddenly said, "My name is Zhou Xuanji, do you want to give yourself a name?"

The little monk was picked up by the old monk. He had no name since he was a child. The old monk called him Da Ya and Zhou Xuanji Xiaoya.

The little monk opened his eyes with a complicated expression. He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "How about my name is Zhou Tianji?"

Zhou Xuanji threw him a blank eye, flickered, and disappeared in place.

"If there is still fate, see you later, thank you for your care over the past ten years."

Zhou Xuanji's voice echoed in the woods. The little monk put down the hatchet in his hand. He looked at his hands and murmured, "What is my path?"

...

After saying goodbye to the little monk, Zhou Xuanji flew with his sword and traveled around the world.

Compared with the Northern Wilderness, this mortal world is far behind the cultivation civilization, just like ancient China.

The highest level of cultivation between heaven and earth is only in the Nascent Soul Realm, and there is only this person in this world.

After walking all over the world, Zhou Xuanji escaped from the Five Elements and walked in the void.

His current goal is to reach the eighteenth floor of Hunyuan Luotian as soon as possible~www.readwn.com~ Soon, he will come to the vast universe.

This time, he flew very cautiously, but he didn't want to be reborn for another ten years.

Just after flying for a while, a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air and stopped him.

It is the ancestor of the Red Lion.

Zhou Xuanji asked, "Heavenly Sage?"

Too bad luck?

Or is it that Tiansheng has already noticed that the purple energy of the heavens is in his body?

The ancestor of the red lion said in amazement: "Boy, what kind of exercise did you practice, so quickly reshape the body, and the cultivation base has fully recovered."

Zhou Xuanji did not answer, thinking about countermeasures.

The ancestor of the red lion hummed: "Don't be nervous, it was because Xuantie Tianzun was crazy before, do you want to take revenge?"