The Ultimate Sword Master

Gu Han felt.

Jueyuan's words were more or less too unlucky.

"Donor."

"Please! Get on the road quickly!"

The voice came again, with a hint of urging and anxiety.

His heart trembled.

Gu Han suppressed his speechlessness. Although he didn't know what happened outside, he didn't dare to delay any longer. He moved and stepped onto one of the golden bridges!

In an instant!

The endless wishes of many sentient beings and the murmurs that never stopped suddenly became inaudible.

His footsteps paused.

Gu Han subconsciously looked back and was stunned. Behind him, there was an endless, turbulent blue ocean!

Every drop of water.

It represents a will of sentient beings. The endless wills of sentient beings gathered together to form the sea of ​​sentient beings. With the rise and fall of sentient beings' thoughts, the vast blue sea also floats and sinks, which is indescribably magnificent and grand!

Look at the other side of the golden bridge again.

The waves of the Black Sea were turbulent, strange and evil. Even though they were separated by an infinite distance, he could still feel the endless resentment and evil thoughts in the sea water, which was completely opposite to the green behind him!

After a little thought.

He instantly understood Jueyuan's intention.

The wishes of all living beings and the resentment of all living beings all come from all living beings. If he wants to truly break through, he must completely combine the two opposite forces!

In the past.

He was in the sea of ​​wishes of all living beings, so it was difficult for him to perceive the various negative emotions of all living beings. If he followed the steps, he would really contact the Black Sea and even walk to the other side. It might take thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

But...

He didn't have so much time, and many robbery masters would not give him so much time!

Therefore.

Jueyuan used the twelve robbery masters as a guide and his own Buddha intention as a bridge to build these twelve golden bridges, in order to let him walk to the other side in advance, feel the power of the resentment of all living beings in advance, let him adapt in advance, feel in advance, and... break through in advance!

Thinking of this.

He sighed softly and looked at the golden bridge under his feet. Although it seemed to exist but not exist, it was illusory, but he felt very solid when he stepped on it, and felt down to earth.

"Master, you are thoughtful."

...

"Amitabha."

"I am willing to turn my body into a bridge to help the donor take another step."

Under the starry sky.

Jueyuan put his hands together and silently chanted the Buddha's name. His expression was calm. The wooden fish in front of him also emitted a faint glow, quiet and peaceful.

"Bridge?"

"What bridge?"

Donghua and Taishu looked at each other, looked at Gu Han who was wandering in the sky, and then looked at Jueyuan with a calm expression, and their heads were full of confusion.

"Where is the bridge?"

Compared with the two.

Chongming seemed to have guessed something, and looked at Jueyuan with a serious face and said: "Bald donkey, do you know that it is very dangerous for you to do this, for both you and him?"

"I know."

"Then why do you still do this?"

Chongming was silent for a moment, and then said: "Let's not talk about whether he can accept your gift. Even if he accepts it, will it be suspected of forcing him to grow too fast? Will it affect his future path?"

"The most important thing."

After a pause, it said: "What about your own foundation? Could it be Don't want it anymore? You have come this far, and there is hope for transcendence. In time, you may not be able to be on par with Su Daozun and enter the Great Chaos. If there is any mistake, wouldn't it be a pity? "

"It's not a pity."

"You have only known him for half a day."

"Fate comes and goes, flowers bloom and fade."

Jueyuan glanced at the wooden fish in front of him, smiled freely, and said: "The fate between me and this donor runs through the past and the present, and extends to the past and the future. What's the difference between knowing each other for half a day and knowing each other for half a minute?"

Chongming suddenly stopped talking.

"I don't want to live forever, but I wish all living beings peace."

Jueyuan put his hands together and said leisurely: "Green mountains accompany flowing water, white clouds sing with birds, and the world is like a dream, so why bother to ask about ups and downs?"

Uncle Donghua was stunned.

They understood these words and looked incredible.

Don't want the foundation?

Don't want the transcendent state?

Sacrifice yourself to achieve others?

This master of martial arts, actually has such a great sentiment?

"Here I come."

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Jueyuan's face become serious, looking into the distance, his eyes full of seriousness and solemnity.

Come?

What's coming?

"Another robber?"

Donghua Taishu and the others were startled and asked hurriedly.

"Yes."

Jueyuan said softly: "No, no."

The two: "?"

Before they could speak again, a figure suddenly walked slowly under the starry sky in the distance.

"Is it him?"

Zhongming was startled and immediately guarded!

"Who is this?"

Donghua Taishu was stunned and confused.

The man who came was middle-aged, with gray hair and a shabby blue robe. He was a middle-aged scholar who came out of nowhere. His speed seemed slow but was actually fast. In just a blink of an eye, he came in front of several people with an indifferent expression and a calm face.

It was Luo Wannian!

"Amitabha."

Jueyuan chanted the Buddha's name softly: "Donor, I am polite."

"Master, I am polite."

Luo Wannian returned the greeting, turned his eyes and looked directly at Gu Han, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Master... Bald."

Donghua asked cautiously: "Who is he? Do you know him?"

"He is not a human."

Chongming stared at Luo Wannian, with five-colored divine flames swirling in his pupils, and said faintly: "He is the Lord of Hongmeng Tribulation!"

What! ?

Hongmeng, the Lord of Tribulation?

Donghua and Taishu were startled, looking at Luo Wannian with a strange and weird face.

"Is he the Lord of Tribulation?"

"He doesn't look like it!"

They have seen the Lord of Tribulation before. The Lord of Tribulation in their big world, or the Lord of Bodhi Tribulation before, and the twelve Lords of Tribulation who came later, can't be said to be exactly the same as Luo Wannian in front of them, but can only say that they have nothing to do with each other!

Just about to say it.

Luo Wannian is more like a human, a human like them!

"Two donors."

Jueyuan said softly: "Retreat behind this poor monk for the time being, and don't be careless."

The two did as they were told.

They felt that any hesitation would be disrespectful to the strength shown by Jueyuan.

"Amitabha..."

Just about to speak.

Jueyuan seemed to sense something again and suddenly looked into the distance.

At the same time

Luo Wannian also turned his eyes away from Gu Han and looked over, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, in the shaking of the starry sky, four immortal calamity forces rose from all directions, from far to near, but in a moment, they had landed in front of several people and turned into four dark figures!

"It's the calamity master."

Donghua had no expression on his face.

"Yeah."

Taishu's face also showed no expression at all, and he echoed: "It's still four."

Until now.

The two have gone from the fear and despair when they saw the calamity master before, to the adaptation later, and now, they have been able to remain calm and not show their emotions.

Nothing else.

Numb.