Chapter 1892 Asking

"Wow!"

Like a baby crying, as soon as the Daoyin was finished, everyone in the five regions cried out at the same time, starting the first howl after suffocating for ten months.

"It's unsealed!"

"It's not cold anymore, I almost choked to death just now."

"Haha, I can speak too... I also have the qualities of a sword immortal!"

It's obvious that those who waited until they collectively walked out of the cold wave era anomaly to unseal their speech restrictions were not even close to being ancient sword cultivators.

But this talent of a sword immortal really gave people a few reminders.

"Why is Gu Qingyi the first to speak? Is he the illegitimate son of the Sword Ancestor?"

"And Xiao Wanfeng and Lei Shuangxing are right behind them. Even Gu Qinger is behind them. Our Qinger is one of the Seven Sword Immortals! Why?"

"Obviously Gu Qinger is too weak. His sword immortal is not very valuable. I can do it."

"No, in my opinion, the way the Sword Ancestor selects the successor should have his own thinking."

"Huh? How can you select the successor? Where do you put Ba Zun An and Hua Changdeng?"

"Angry! Where is my Wu Yue Sword Immortal? No one came out to stand up?"

Gou Wu Yue was like an outsider from beginning to end.

He didn't even move during the whole scene, and the pictures of the preachers of various families didn't pay much attention to him.

On the contrary, Hua, Ba...

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were unsealed early.

But neither of them interrupted and gave the spotlight to Gu Qinger and San.

The second and third sons of the Gu family, who had finished reciting the whole thing, were blushing, and they were considered to have made a name for themselves.

After the sound of the Dao ended and they enjoyed the "worship" gazes of the crowd, the two guys belatedly poked the eldest brother in the waist:

"Eldest brother, why are you the first to speak?"

"Eldest brother, we all recited the whole thing, do you think the Sword Ancestor will get a reward? Otherwise, Wen... Master should also get one, right?"

"Eldest brother, I think the Sword Ancestor likes you."

"Eldest brother! Hua Ba Ke, Wen Gou Ke, why can't Gu? In my opinion, it's better to take over... Ouch!"

The third son was too jumpy.

Before he finished speaking, he almost slapped Gu Qingyi on the head:

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'll deal with you when I get back."

The two junior brothers wanted to evade the mistakes they made just now, but Gu Qingyi just didn't have the time or mood to argue with them.

After ordering them to shut up, he returned the battlefield to Hua Ba and to the Sword Ancestor Gu Louying, who had walked from the Xuanmiao Gate to the center of the Sword Sea in the void.

"Gu Mu..."

Someone murmured silently.

Most of the quotes of the "Sword Scripture" have been forgotten at this moment, but the name can still be remembered.

This should be attributed to the large-scale "enlightenment" of the five domains by Shou Ye half a year ago.

The real name of the Sword Ancestor is just like his image standing in the void at this moment, alone, but with a towering momentum.

After Daoyin finished reciting, the scriptures in his hand were rolled into a bundle and gently held in his palm.

No one could still see his appearance, but his agility and nature did not seem fake.

Even if we know that it is not the Sword Ancestor himself, at least this figure should contain a trace of the will of the ancestor god?

The Sword Ancestor looked down from above, and seemed to sweep his eyes around Lingyu and the Five Regions. Then a faint voice came from the sky:

"Who is calling?"

Instantly, everyone's eyes fell on the Eight Ancestors.

The Sword Ancestor had spirits, and he looked along. It seemed that he was looking at him?

In the center of the sea of ​​swords, thousands of swords were paying homage.

This central position was given up, and the Eight Ancestors moved to the side. The Sword Ancestor looked at him, and he also looked at the Sword Ancestor.

Unlike the younger generation of Lingyu Mountain, perhaps because they were close to each other, or perhaps because they had reached a certain height, the Eight Ancestors could see the Sword Ancestor's appearance clearly.

He was not blurry, not hazy.

His whole body was shaped by silver sword energy, and it contained the breath of sword thoughts - his appearance was clearly related to the power that he had sent through the mysterious ferry.

And when he saw that face clearly...

"Sword Ancestor, like me?"

The Eight Ances were all surprised. He was actually looking in the mirror.

Sword Ancestor Gu Louying looks exactly like me!

"Sword Ancestor has been placed in reincarnation, I am his reincarnation, one of them?"

As soon as this thought came to mind, Ba Zun An quickly rejected it.

His path was inherited from the ancient sword way, but like Hua Changdeng and Gou Wuyue, he walked out of the cage.

It can't be said that he has nothing to do with Sword Ancestor, but it can only be said that he is not closely involved.

"No, Sword Ancestor has no form..."

"No form reflects all forms, so no matter who looks at it, it is similar to me..."

This is thinking in a good way.

But Ba Zun An knew the end of Sword Ancestor. He has been placed in reincarnation and brought disaster to the world.

And before being placed in reincarnation, Sword Ancestor had a form, he was a real person!

Unfortunately, others can't remember the "Sword Sutra". When Ba Zun An followed Wen Ting to the sword tomb, he remembered the whole text after reading it once.

In the "Sword Classics·Introduction", there is a sentence used to describe "appearance", which is closely related to the background of the era when the Sword Ancestor lived:

"Anyone who takes a short path will not move forward, and anyone who takes a long path will take a hundred feet in one step... All those who have no life will show perverseness, and all those who have life will lose their appearance..."

Wen Ting later commented on that sentence, that in the cold wave era, right and wrong were reversed, good and evil were reversed, and some people even lost their facial features and limbs.

On the contrary, fog and frost, which are originally shapeless, have grown sharp teeth and claws, which are more conducive to "cultivating the Tao", but in fact they are based on "attacking".

And some more abstract concepts, such as human thoughts and the spiritual will of all things, are manifested and turned into forms such as "feeling", "demon", and "demon" that are visible to the naked eye.

After the Cold Tide Era, the world was deeply influenced by the transformation of the "Saint Ancestor" into the "Demon Ancestor", and the above are all the primary parts.

What's worse, it will have to rise to the subsequent "School Ancestor" and turn into "Shen Yin", which is also related to it.

At that time, the Sword Ancestor clearly withstood such an influence, so he was able to become a god and become an ancestor.

Eight masters are thinking...

If the "Sword Ancestor is like me" now, it would be fine if the speculation that "Sword Ancestor has no form, reflects all appearances".

If we respond to the sentence "All forms without birth are all in absurd manner, and all forms without birth are all in absurd manner", the nature will completely change.

——It seems like the Sword Ancestor, it is not an exaggeration to say that He is the Demon Ancestor!

"Did you see clearly?"

At this moment, a voice came from my mind, very familiar, from Xu Xiaoshou.

Bazun An's heart moved, but did not reply. Soon, a slightly boring voice came again:

"I'll tell you a bad news. Something happened to the Sword Tower. Maybe it's related to the spirit of the Demon Ancestor, so there may be something wrong with the Sword Ancestor in front of you."

The Eight Masters were relieved.

Sure enough, things are still moving towards the worst direction and are not unexpected...

The sword ancestor looked at himself without saying a word.

The Eight Lord An put aside his thoughts for the time being and returned to His question.

Who asked me to ask?

Am I?

Bazun An was not in a hurry to give the answer to this question.

After waiting for a long time, after carefully observing the sword ancestor's body, he still couldn't see any abnormalities. When the cultivators in the Five Realms were anxious, they smiled and pointed at the sword sea and ten thousand swords:

"Our ancient sword cultivator."

Lingyu Mountain was surprised, and the ancient sword cultivator in the Five Realms even moved his heart.

Of course, the Eight Masters knew the mysterious gate. If there were no other points to the mysterious gate, the Sword Ancestor would not have come.

But this answer is not inferior to the words "I will pour out all the rivers and seas, and I will drink the whole world with the help of people." At least it makes me feel happy.

"Yes, I asked."

"Hahaha, the sword ancestor can come. I tried my best and spent my tenth-grade spiritual sword worth three thousand spirit crystals."

"Uh, then you were slaughtered by the whirlwind dragon-slaying bully, brother!"

The five domains of preaching have their own music. The sword ancestor obviously cannot keep up with the times. I don’t know these, but I look at the eight masters and know:

"What is the picture?"

Then you are not smart enough, or have a bad memory...

Others may still think that this question is fine, but Eight Lords still remember the original words in "Sword Sutra: Introduction":

"I will list the 21st name of the sword and merge the true nature of the creation."

"The reason why later generations read swords and woods is to understand the mystery, which shows the true self."

The inheritance of the Sword Ancestor can be learned from these two sentences.

Of course, I don’t see you to care about your well-being, but to look for the “truth of creation” you hid in the 21st Sword.

"After reincarnation, even the will and memories left behind were affected?"

"The spirit of the acquired ancestor of Void Island, but no matter what, at least remember that his mission is to find a successor, and not forget where the inheritance is placed and when it must be taken out..."

Bazun An felt more and more that Xu Xiaoshou, a chess player, was competent.

If there was no such incisive reminder, at least I would be afraid that this middle way would be difficult to turn around for a while.

“Clear your mind…”

This thought came to my mind, and Bazun An felt a little funny.

How to say it, it can be considered as a difficult situation, and enjoyed the ease of the ten-person sect of the Holy Spirit Temple without taking their brains out.

Eight Zun Yi stretched out his hand and introduced it to the Sword Ancestor:

"Brother Hua, Hua long lamp."

"My friend, I have the same confusion as me, starts with the ancient swordsmanship and is confined to the ancient swordsmanship."

"I promised him, gather together the famous sword twenty-one, call the sword ancestor, and ask seniors to give us guidance."

After a pause, he looked at Hua Changlan, continued the previous situation of discussing the truth without end, and asked questions one after another:

"Is these nine sword techniques, eighteen sword flows, and three thousand swordsmanship, the title of the gods and the ancestors, working, or not?"

"Is this realm and the second realm better to practice everything, or to practice the best, to eliminate the worst, and to specialize in one of them?"

Another cum, Bazunan added another question of his own:

"I just heard that the Sword Ancestor recited the scriptures and said, "Ascend freely, freely, seek morality, and continue the previous enlightenment."

"Is this Tao higher than the way of the ancestor god, the sword ancestor is looking for?"

"So, can we interpret the more exquisite scenery behind the mysterious gate for our younger generations?"

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

"If not, can the Sword Ancestor leave a few warnings? The mountains are dangerous and obstructed, and if there is a help from a stick, I am very grateful."

Deadly serial questions!

The layman in the ancient swordsmanship may not understand it.

The Eight Masters knew this substitute, but they were all the most tricky and unsolvable questions that everyone had in the generals, regardless of the low or high level, and they asked them all the most tricky and unsolvable questions on their way to practice Taoism.

"Good question!"

Gou Wuyue held his breath and focused.

He was following the path of Mo's swordsmanship, and he was determined to move forward on the sword without desire, forgetting his reason - the astray and stubbornness in the eyes of outsiders.

He wanted to travel to the age of ancient sword cultivators, and knock on the door and achieve enlightenment before the sword ancestor's door.

There was no such opportunity before.

There is no dream of the sword ancestor in my dreams.

Now, the Sword Ancestor has invited him out. What are the difficult and complicated problems that cannot be discussed in front of the founder of the Sword Doctrine?

"Wow..."

Before the Sword Ancestor spoke, the Nine Heavens Cherry Blossoms floated, bringing a few pieces of flowers with the wind and snow.

The cultivators of Lingyu Mountain could not notice it.

Even Gu Qingyi, Xiao Wanfeng, Lei Shuangxing, etc. seemed to be completely invisible.

Gou Wuyue tilted his head to look.

Hua Changdeng looked sideways and alert.

The expression of the Eight Lords changed slightly.

"Cluck--"

At the foot of Lingyu Mountain, the black chicken in his arms struggled twice. Yu Zhiwen stroked his hair and lowered his head:

"What Saint?"

"Cluck!"

"What Central? Central?"

"Cluck!"

"...You are stupid, you are a stupid chicken, a fat stupid chicken."

Seeing that even so, Yu Zhiwen, Liu Fuyu, etc. could not find anyone, the black chicken lazily drooped its head, changed to a more comfortable posture, and lay down in the warm and soft swaddling clothes and squinted its eyes to sleep.

Many comments suddenly flashed on the Five Realms preaching screen:

"Alai!"

"Sword Immortal Alai!"

Because another ancient sword cultivator appeared around Lingyu Mountain.

It was Hualai, the most elusive of the six of the new generation of Seven Sword Immortals.

Hualai was dressed in colorful clothes. After he appeared, he bowed devoutly to the high-altitude Sword Ancestor.

He bowed his hands high, bent his waist, and then knelt on his knees and kowtowed - he paid the highest courtesy!

It should be noted that the four sons of the Buried Sword Tomb, who were praised as the direct descendants of the Sword Ancestor, had only bowed with their fists before.

In today's era, where is there a real "direct disciple"?

No one is worthy of such a great gift, right?

But in the final analysis, it is not difficult to understand that he returned the sword's grace with a kneeling gift. The Five Realms could only sigh:

"Sword Immortal Lai is really a grateful and polite good sword immortal..."

Hualai's gift only caused a ripple in the Five Realms.

The only thing that could be seen in the field was that he didn't even notice Hua Lai, and he was staring at the unexpected guest that suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was a tall figure in white clothes, with peach blossoms on the front of his slightly open clothes, a wine bag and a peach wood sword on his waist, and he was dignified and suave.

He looked at the figure in the sea of ​​swords, his eyeballs trembling, and two lines of hot tears just kept looking at him, dripping down from his eyes, and he opened his mouth to speak, but lost his voice.

The Sword Ancestor seemed to have noticed something, turned around and glanced at him, and was also distracted for a while, even putting aside the question of the Eight Lords, mumbling in his mouth, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

The man in white trembled all over, and raised his hands high, like Hua Lai, wanting to kneel down and pay homage.

The Sword Ancestor was also moved, looking at him deeply, and was silent for a long time.

"This is..."

Hua, Ba, and Gou were all stunned.

After thinking for a long time, no one remembered who this person was.

It is clear that the white-clothed man's swordsmanship is not inferior to that of all the ancient swordsmen present.

Just as the few people were still thinking and the white-clothed man was about to kneel down, an untimely roar sounded not far away:

"Brother Weiyang!"

"Senior Weiyang!"

"Save me, save me quickly!"

Weiyang...

Everyone in the five domains heard the voice of Shouye.

Yes, he was still imprisoned in the Three Talents Sword Formation, in the world imprisoned by the upper and lower ghost hands.

"What Weiyang?"

"Who is Shouye talking to, is there anyone?"

Hua, Ba, Gou, were shocked when they heard the voice.

This is...

The Great Sword Saint, Hua Weiyang!

When the ancient swordsmanship realms were transcended, there were people who entered the world of flowers and received either admonitions or warnings.

But no one really knew what Hua Weiyang, the eldest disciple of the Sword God in ancient times, was like and what he looked like.

How did Xu Xiaoshou know?

"Shut up."

Hua Weiyang almost bowed down, but after hearing the voice, he turned his head and cursed. He was not in a good mood with Xu Xiaoshou.

They had all fought in the flower world, so they knew each other's background.

Hua Weiyang knew what kind of temper this guy had.

This time, the master invited him with the famous sword twenty-one, and he, Hua Weiyang, was disrespectful for not showing up to greet him in the first time.

A drop of water is returned with a spring.

The grace of preaching is invaluable.

When he was about to pay his respects, the guy was still making noises, and Hua Weiyang wanted to chop him with a sword.

"Save me, you save me first!"

"Hua Weiyang, listen to me, you save me first, there is absolutely no harm."

The guy was still screaming.

Hua Weiyang drew out the peach wood sword at his waist and slashed it with one sword.

What the five domains saw was just peach blossoms flying across the sky, and the ghost hand of heaven and earth that imprisoned Master Shou was cracked and untied.

As for the Senluo world, it was even warmer, melting away with the blooming peach blossoms.

"As warm as clouds, as soft as water."

Hua Changdeng's face changed just by looking at this sword.

This was a complete mastery of the ancient sword art, and it was even hard to tell what sword technique or sword flow he used. His sword formation was disintegrated like the wind passing by without a trace.

Although he was only a junior...

Even the eight masters might not understand it so easily!

"Great, great, thank you for saving my life."

As everyone saw, after speaking, Shou Ye flashed to the side of "Air" and patted "Air" on the shoulder:

"I will repay you for saving my life."

"The reward is that if you want to worship this 'Sword Ancestor', then my suggestion is... you might as well worship me, hehe."

Boom!

Lingyu Mountain shook.

Peach blossoms flew all over the sky, turning into a sky-high killing formation, trying to lock Shou Ye on the spot.

"Hey, hey, hey, Hua Weiyang!"

The face of the trapped Lord changed drastically, but his momentum was still as strong as ever. He shouted at the "air":

"Pull your eyes open and take a look. Is this your master okay? If you see someone who looks like you, just worship me?"

"Your eyes are blocked by your booze?!"

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PS: The full text of "Sword Classic·Introduction" is long and not suitable for all to appear in the main text. If you throw it into the official account after the extra chapter. Follow the main storyline and do not affect reading.