Chapter 1893 Weiyang

Great Sword Saint, Hua Weiyang!

At this moment, anyone in the Five Realms could hear that there was an amazing figure number one.

It is clearly a legend that only exists in ancient books. If the key is released, it will not be seen, which makes people feel even more itchy.

"Why is the Flower Sword Saint resurrected?"

"Isn't that a person who has been dead for a long time? When I read the history of swords, I only had a few words to do with this person..."

"Mr. Shou knows me? Shou has a wide range of ways!"

"Ancestors of Demon Ancestors, Medicine Ancestors, and Song Yin have all appeared in the Five Realms. Even if the Great Sword Saint is alive, there is nothing to be surprised about, right?"

"Is the wind and clouds gathering? My mind is buzzing. Forget it and blink it first 0.<"

"No, everyone, can the Sword Ancestor still have falsehood? What is Master Su talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"Come on the front row bench, melon seeds, don't have spirit crystals..."

The Five Domain gave Mr. Shou a few words, which made him wonder.

What can be seen is not the real person, but what cannot be seen is revealed.

The more I look at this game, the more I don’t understand it, and it’s not something that ordinary people can understand.

At the foot of Lingyu Mountain, Liu Fuyu looked a little excited. It was hanging on the portrait of the sword tower. She had visited a legendary figure since she was a child!

What a pity, I still can't see anyone after all my efforts.

Yu Zhiwen also knew what Xu Xiaoshou was talking about just now. He rubbed the black chicken's head, and his voice was surprised:

"It's the Flower Sword Saint, but why can't you see him?"

"Hell."

"Oh, there is no entity, it's just an incarnation... Then how can you see it...oh, okay, you're stronger."

"Hehe! Hehe?"

"Of course! Who doesn't want to see it? Do you have a way?"

Yu Zhiwen talked to the black chicken, and his expression moved for a while.

This is Hua Weiyang, the Great Sword Saint. Not only did she want to see it, but Sister Liu also wanted to see it, and all the cultivators from the Five Realms wanted to see it.

"Hell."

The black chicken stepped on her breasts and raised her head, looked down on her eyes, and signaled to wait, and it would take action.

...

The momentum of the people is still unabated in the sky.

He had just learned about the spirit of the Demon Ancestor of the Sword Tower, and Hua Weiyang didn't know about it, which is understandable.

After all, it is impossible to protect the five domains by using the Great Dao to watch all aspects of the five domains.

Let alone Hua Weiyang.

In the extreme realm of the Taoist plate, I feel that when I receive information like this, I will either be exhausted or quarrel.

After drinking Hua Weiyang with one word, I believe that with his intelligence, he will not be unable to imagine anything.

As expected, Hua Weiyang stopped bowing and bowing.

The Sword Ancestor seemed to be still the Sword Ancestor. Although he was helpless when he saw this, he didn't say anything.

"Brother Weiyang, I finally came out. Instead of worshiping the Sword Ancestor, it is better to worship you in the Five Realms."

"In my opinion, there is no need for you to hide it. If you protect this life for so long, you should have to worship the people of the five realms."

Just as the words of all people ended.

Hua Weiyang's eyebrows were stunned.

Just as he was about to stop him, he saw that the guy pressed his fingers and resolutely pinched his seal - the gesture was very similar to the evil spirit!

"wait……"

Hua Weiyang rushed forward and stretched his hand forward.

In the void, there was an already unfolding of the mysterious formation of the arts and Taoism, and I heard Master Shou shout softly:

"The art·reverse and reverse·forbidden!"

In the crack in the time, the huge purple pupils of the yin Yin were steep and trembled, and the light of resentment blew out from the eyes.

The sound of Lingyu did not stop using this. On the contrary, there were dichotomies that started afterwards, and they were combined together:

"There are nostalgia and the opposite? Technique!"

The words were certain, and everyone looked up and saw a figure in white clothes slowly solidified in the void.

He hurriedly took back his hand from the black hair between his forehead, and hurriedly put it on his waist. His expression suddenly changed from distorted and evil to calm down. He raised his chin slightly, looked at nothingness, and stood proudly beside the sea of ​​swords.

As the wind and snow came, peach petals came, sending a low sound full of magnetism and graininess to the five domains:

"This saint is Hua Weiyang."

Sword Saint!

This is the real sword saint!

All the sword saints in this era point to the semi-saint realm of spiritual refining.

Only the nine disciples under the Sword Ancestor in the Sword God era are called the Nine Sword Saints, who deserve it and each has its own uniqueness.

"Xu Xiaoshou, I know what you are going to do, but this time I am only here for my master, and it is impossible to participate in your overall situation..." Hua Weiyang gritted his teeth and sent a message.

He didn't know where Xu Xiaoshou wanted to put him on the stove and roast him, and planned to forcefully tie him up and join the game.

"Then you're really thinking too much. Why are I, Mr. Xu, such a scheming person?"

He smiled back and stopped paying attention to Hua Weiyang. He turned around and looked at the five realms and said loudly:

"At the end of the Sword God era, the Flower Sword Saint had reached the realm of the Ancestor God. Unexpectedly, he was plotted by the Medicine Ancestor and would rather break up the jade than be a complete one. Finally, he chose to destroy himself and transform the great way to protect the five realms."

"From now on, if anyone who practices Taoism in the five realms transcends the Taoism, he can get the reminder of the Sword Saint, pay more attention and do not need to follow in the footsteps."

"The battle for the great way is full of profit, and the Tenth Patriarchs are not good at it, and they all do their own things. In my opinion, there are only two respectable people in the five realms."

"One, it's the Great Emperor of the Celestial People."

"Second, it's Hua Weiyang!"

The five domains were stunned. In the top world, there are such conspiracy and selfless protection?

Hua Weiyang heard it as if he was on his back.

To put it so nicely, he just didn't want to succeed the Ancestor of Medicine. How could he think so much at that time?

Later, he thought that the great way had become more and more complete, and he would not interfere if he could remind him that he would not follow the warning.

Anyway, life and death are destined to be born, and I am just taking care of this life for my master in another way.

How could it be as great as Xu Xiaoshou said?

Hua Weiyang felt very uncomfortable, and he felt more and more that Xu Xiaoshou was praising him and forcing him to enter the game.

But on the side of his subconscious eyes, he saw that the sword ancestor looked at him not far away, and there was more praise.

“Master…”

Hua Weiyang was stunned and almost burst into tears again.

He is not a person who likes to cry. After so many years, how could he be easily moved?

However, what a person seeks in his life may not be all the great way.

Sometimes, what most people want is just a nod from their closest loved ones.

No matter how old Hua Weiyang is, in front of his master, he still feels that he is still a child who has not grown up.

Even though he has made great achievements, when he sees his master again, the first reaction in his mind:

I still want to hide my wine bag.

I still want to smell the aroma of rouge on my sleeves.

I still want to look down to see if my collar is well organized...

He grew up by his master. No matter how exquisite the magic sword technique is, he rarely gets a few words of praise - let alone such a look of praise!

"How could this be not the master?"

With just a look, Hua Weiyang was shaken.

Perhaps, Xu Xiaoshou just raised himself and praised himself, but was essentially teasing himself?

He turned his head angrily, but saw Xu Xiaoshou bowing high and bowing his waist long:

"The state of death is light and narrow gaps are created. It is because someone is carrying a burden to move forward outside the dawn."

"This worship is not to respect others, but to respect only the guardians of the five realms. The long night is peaceful, and I am very grateful."

Hua Weiyang had never seen Xu Xiaoshou with such a serious expression, so he could not react for a while.

Is this kidding or is it a great time to act for him?

He was surprised and bowed a moment, and a whisper came from his ear, only he could hear:

"You don't have to join the game, Brother Weiyang."

"Leave the rest to me."

Master is like this...

Xu Xiaoshou is like this...

Even though it was just acting, Hua Weiyang admitted that he could bring true feelings to his heart. He also sent a message and sighed:

"Xu Xiaoshou, I really have nothing. What do you want from me? Tell me bluntly."

It's really scary for him to do this.

However, after a word, Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slightly, pointed his hand at the mountains and waters of various parts of the five domains, and laughed softly:

"Brother Weiyang, you are wrong. You are not completely empty."

Hua Weiyang looked in the direction.

In all parts of the five realms, whether it is the ancient sword cultivator clan in the eastern realm, the major sects of spirit refiners in the central realm, or the group of dead disciples in the southern realm...

Everyone bowed high, bowed their hands, worshiped and bowed respectfully, and sincerely grateful voices came one after another:

"Greetings to the Flower Sword Saint!"

"Thank you, the Flower Sword Saint!"

“…”

The sound waves are like rain, falling in all parts of the five realms, creating ripples between the lakes of the heart, intersecting each other, making the world lose its brightness.

Hua Weiyang opened his mouth, unable to make a sound.

He looked at the scene of the five realms bowing towards him, and at this moment, he was completely lost.

Some semi-saints who were still in seclusion took the initiative to come out of seclusion, and even the Battle of Huaba could not attract them. They came out of seclusion just to bow to the distance.

An unknown practitioner of Taoism in the mountains and fields put down the golden beads and see in his hands, stood up to wipe the dust, but crawled and fell to the ground.

A mother with a girl who is only a few years old, put down the girl's arms and worshiped herself, and asked herself to worship her:

"Mom, please feel free to touch..."

"Greetings to the Flower Sword Saint!"

"Meet the post...Mom, what do you send?"

"It doesn't matter what you're sending. Nannan kowtows first and take your father's sword."

Hua Weiyang's body is indeed just an incarnation of thought.

He could not be moved easily. When he saw his master again, he was already in tears and was considered to be out of control. He never thought that when he looked at the scene of the Five Realms and bowed to him...

If an electric current passes through the soles of the feet and penetrates directly into the sky spirit cover.

Hua Weiyang's pores were relaxed, he trembled slightly, and his scalp was slightly numb.

"Why is this..."

To him, the vast majority of people in the five realms are actually irrelevant.

He never really cared about everyone's life and death, after all, it was a passing cloud.

He witnessed the vastness of the great way and the slimness of life.

He knew that he was like a canifer and dust, not as high as the ancestor god, nor was he said to be empty or illusory.

Standing in this world, mayflies and dust also have their positioning, which are indispensable, but also insignificant.

"Just fulfilling my duty..."

Thinking of this in my heart, Hua Weiyang was in tears for some reason.

He has a sense of recognition that he is lonely for all times, but is suddenly seen in the floating and uncertainty, and is respected again.

I didn't know what this means, and I didn't want to be confused and give up, so after I was bored and persisted, I found the meaning at this moment and suddenly realized.

It's worth it...

Hua Weiyang laughed silently.

He lowered his head, his eyelids twitched gently, and then turned his face, frowned, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Finally, he raised his head and looked at the sword ancestor.

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

The old man no longer looks like the picky look in his distant memory. It seems that a person is about to die, and his words are good. If a person is dead, the great good is the best:

"You did."

Hua Weiyang took a deep breath.

The old man who is generous in praise always makes people feel particularly sad because he knows that everything is over.

People cannot live in memories.

Hua Weiyang turned his head and looked at the guy beside him. After pausing for a long time, he spoke softly:

"Xu Xiaoshou, thank you."

...

"The reputation is worthy."

In the starry sky outside the country, the voice of the Demon Ancestor came from the coffin under the tower: "Humanity says that it is sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and the tongue blooms with lotus flowers. I have seen it today."

"Hehe, those who seek fame and reputation."

Yaozu sneered and stopped commenting.

But just Hua Weiyang is just a mere Hua Weiyang. He has never reached the realm of the God-Entering Ancestral Realm, so he is still half a step away.

The overall situation is like this. There are not many flowers for Weiyang, and there are not many flowers for Weiyang. So what if you tie up Xu Xiaoshou's chariot?

Accept everything as you wish!

"State..."

The crow Yin was no longer able to care about Xu Xiaoshou's stealing of his own magic.

He always had a bad premonition. Although everything was under control, the plate was not considered a thorn in the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and he was always fiddling with some strange things.

This time, it is "momentum"!

Under the general trend, the right time, place and people are in harmony step by step in the direction controlled by Xu Xiaoshou.

Is this important?

It doesn't matter. In front of the absolute power of the ancestor god, all these are illusory.

The name is also illusory!

Xu Xiaoshou can use his name, and the Eight Masters can use his name.

Will it be related? The Yin of Sui threw the problem to Lingxi Shui. I want to see what the person who knows better about Xu Xiaoshou is:

"What do you think?"

"If you can, kill Xu Xiaoshou first, then the overall situation will not be variable, and we don't have to consider his strange tricks."

The monkey smiled and it seemed that the sky was already covered with a archery and was afraid that Xu Xiaoshou would make a trick.

"I don't see that."

"Oh? What are the great opinions of Lord Songyin?"

"If he wants to punish him, he can punish one of the Death Demons. Even if he only hurts him slightly, what's the point of helping me with the help of my ancestor?"

"Well, it's a wonderful method! High!"

...

"I seem to have forgotten a lot, and have been confused a lot..."

After Hua Weiyang appeared, the Sword Ancestor acted more like a real person.

He is more vivid and more ignited.

It was said that it was forgetting and confusion, but it was clearly remembering some things.

The Sword Ancestor opened his hand and the scriptures disappeared, and instead showed a brilliant object.

"The destiny of the ancestor god!"

The Eight Zun An, Hua Changdeng, and Gou Wuyue all had their eyes moving.

Even if many half-saints in the five realms have never seen them, they can get the answer from the extraordinary aura at a glance.

As soon as the destiny of the ancestor god came out, the sword ancestor stared at the object in his hand, and fell into deep thought. It took him a long time to make a sound:

"Tonight, what night?"

The tears that Hua Weiyang had just endured were immediately poured out again and he stepped forward: "Old man..."

As soon as he said that, he immediately realized that this was in front of the five realms.

When the eyes blinked, tears scattered, Hua Weiyang's face was calm, and a low voice filled with magnetic properties:

"Master, you have entered the cycle of reincarnation."

The sword ancestor was thinking.

Such bad news-like answers failed to move Him, as if He had probably had an answer when he asked.

After a while, he smiled relievedly, and the sword ancestor turned his attention to the Eight Lords:

"Since you called me, I will give you this true nature."

As he said that, the ancestor god's destiny drew an arc in the sky, attracting everyone's hot eyes.

"Rob!"

Such thoughts flashed through countless people's minds.

As long as you take this thing, the ancestor god has hope, but his life is more important...

Taking the destiny of the ancestor god in the hands of the Eight Lords is tantamount to snatching food from the tiger's mouth.

"Let's wait."

Hua Changlan stepped forward.

The buzzing sound in the void was shaking, and under the feet of the sword ancestor, thousands of swords in the sea of ​​swords swept open, and the hunting ghost suddenly disappeared.

Hua Changdeng holds the ghost hunting in his hand.

Time was reset, and the fate of the ancestor god did not fall into the hands of the eight Zun An, and it reappeared in the palm of the sword ancestor.

The audience's eyes were all aimed at this person.

Of course, Hua Changdeng was not Xu Xiaoshou, so he would not say "It's not his eight masters who call me, but our ancient sword cultivator, so I have a share in the destiny of this ancestor god."

He looked at the sword ancestor and then glanced at Hua Weiyang and said in a broken voice:

"The deceased is gone."

"All those who practice swordsmanship must pay attention to the will of the sword."

"It's just that the destiny of this ancestor god cannot fall into the hands of the Eight Lords, because the variables are too great."

He stared at Hua Weiyang, clearly with an old acquaintance: "You know what I'm talking about."

Of course, Hua Changlantern will not be used in the destiny of the ancestor god.

He firmly believed that even if Bazun An took it, he would not know how to use it.

But it doesn't matter whether he or she uses Hua Ba or the other two. Some people behind her want to use it. Even if they use it, their height is not as high as that of the Demon Ancestor and the Medicine Ancestor. No matter what, they are still the ancestor god.

The Sword Ancestor can give the destiny of the ancestor god.

But no matter which side is given, the seemingly stable balance will no longer be stable.

Hua Weiyang's heart began to sigh.

Xu Xiaoshou, Xu Xiaoshou, when you turn my back on me, have you ever thought about how I can stay out of it?

He was about to speak.

A voice came from my ears: "Brother Weiyang, since you don't want to stand out, then don't stand out. I said... I'll leave the rest to me."

Hua Weiyang was slightly stunned, his head was unbiased, and he transmitted a message to Xu Xiaoshou: "What is the situation in my master?"

He felt that he had become the unknown fence-bearer.

On the one hand, he didn't want to believe that his master's will had something wrong, and on the other hand, he knew that Xu Xiaoshou and he were actually on the same side.

But what Hua Changdeng said was not without reason. Who could guarantee that if Ba Xu really achieved enlightenment, he would not become the next medicine demon?

Jinren transmitted: "Something happened to the Sword Tower. As for what could happen to the Sword Tower, you should know better than me."

Hua Weiyang closed his eyes heavily.

So the master was no longer the master, and contained some of the will of the spirit of the demon ancestor?

The old man's whole life was basically a life of fighting against the holy demon, but in the end...

Hua Weiyang wanted to withdraw.

His feet were like lead, and it was even difficult to dissolve this incarnation.

"Don't worry."

Jinren patted him on the shoulder. I really don't know why this guy has become a different person after seeing his master.

Obviously in the world of flowers, he acted omnipotent and extremely powerful.

"Brother Hua, do you want it?"

While the two of them were chatting privately in the back, the eight masters in front had already glanced over with a smile: "If you want, this ancestor god's fate belongs to you, I don't care."

Hua Changdeng has the ghost hunter in his hand, and he will not let it go this time, but for the ancestor god's fate...

He shook his head and was determined: "You also know that this ancestor god's fate must not fall into my hands."

Behind him is the medicine ghost Bei Huai, all of whom are powerful enemies.

It's okay to use the ancestor god's fate yourself, but keep it and wait to help the enemy?

"What should I do?"

Seeing that they were in a stalemate, Jinren had to step over Hua Weiyang and step into the front battlefield. There was a helpless expression on his face:

"Disdain on the left and be on guard on the right."

"Being timid is not a real man."

"Since no one wants it, I will reluctantly accept this spread of potatoes!"

He looked at Jianzu and raised his eyebrows: "Old man, leave the things to me, I will keep them." (End of this chapter)