Just smiling, Xuanyuan's tone became lonely: "You have forgotten the peach blossoms in Guixu, the snow on the East Kunlun Mountains, and the sea outside Penglai..."

Chen Ji frowned: "Who am I?"

Xuanyuan turned and looked away: "This is the biggest joke I have heard in fifteen thousand years... Even you have forgotten who you are, then who am I? Then what about my fifteen thousand years of loneliness?

What!"

Chen Ji looked at the other party quietly, and he suddenly realized that this was by no means a real battlefield. Those battle formations, those magical birds and beasts, and those people were all fake.

The golden-armored emperor ‘Xuanyuan’ in front of him is the only living being in this world.

But he saw that the other party slowly calmed down and said in a majestic voice: "Why did you come to my world? Are you afraid that I will use you to come back to the world again?"

"Afraid."

"Then you still dare to come?"

Chen Ji said seriously: "Pass me the sword seed."

He can't go to Jingchao Martial Arts Temple. Maybe one day he will really go to Jingchao, but it will be too long and he can't wait.

Xuanyuan was obviously startled when he heard Chen Ji's words, as if he had heard something incredible, and then laughed again: "Teach you the sword seed? Hahahaha, this is the second joke I have heard in fifteen thousand years.

!”

Chen Ji was speechless for a moment: "...is it so funny?"

Xuanyuan turned around, placed the royal flag in his hand on the top of the mountain, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that you and I were enemies?"

"I don't know, but maybe we were friends once."

This time it was Xuanyuan's turn to be silent. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Then do you know that the sword type that you looked down upon the most was the type of sword I cultivated?"

Chen Ji hurriedly said: "You can see it now, you can see it now, fiercely!"

Xuanyuan: "..."

The two of them were relatively speechless, falling into a suffocating embarrassment.

Xuanyuan looked at Chen Ji seriously, as if he needed to get to know him again: "You have become too much."

Chen Ji said seriously: "Actually, what I want to say is that I am not someone you know. My name is Chen Ji. I am just a young apprentice in the Taiping Medical Center. I don't look down on swordsmanship, nor do I have any lofty ideals. I just don't want myself to

It's easy to be killed by others. I don't know what grudges you have with that non-existent person, I just want to bet with you."

"Oh?" Xuanyuan became interested: "How to bet?"

"You want to borrow me to come back to the world?"

"That's right."

"You teach me your sword skills. If one day you use me to come back to the world, then I will help you practice now."

Xuanyuan pondered: "You want to bet that I will never come back to the world?"

Chen Ji raised his head and faced the towering mountains: "Want to gamble?"

The golden-armored emperor smiled and said: "You can even use the provoking method... I can pass on the sword type to you, but it's not because of this ridiculous game."

Chen Ji was confused: "Why is that?"

Xuanyuan played a riddle: "For the ten miles of peach blossoms in Guixu."

Chen Ji didn't understand.

But for peach blossoms, just do peach blossoms, for pear blossoms, and for camellias.

"How to practice sword cultivation?" Chen Ji asked.

Xuanyuan Gaoshen said: "To cultivate my swordsmanship, I need to use stars to nourish my sword intention, and seize other people's sword intentions to forge sword seeds. I chose Ziwei Emperor Star. There are many stars in the sky. You can choose one of them. Remember, if you choose, you will not be able to

Changed."

"How to raise a sword with stars?"

"I will teach you now. You must be patient when raising a sword. The stars are far away and out of reach. It took me four hundred and thirty-four years to touch the Ziwei Emperor Star with my spiritual consciousness for the first time."

Chen Ji: "..."

…

…

I don't know how much time passed, but the ice flow penetrated into Chen Ji's heart, causing a surging counterattack from the molten flow, suppressing all the ice flow back into the dantian.

The morning rooster crows.

Chen Ji slowly opened his eyes. He endured the pain in his thigh, lifted the quilt, stood up with difficulty, and slowly moved to the yard.

He looked at the sky full of stars and quickly found the location of the Ziwei Emperor Star.

The so-called Ziweidi Star is actually the North Star, which is about 434 light years away from its location, and the Big Dipper revolves around it in four seasons.

If the sky is compared to a funnel, then the Ziwei Emperor Star is the top of this funnel, right in the middle.

Chen Ji thought about what Xuanyuan said. Once the star for raising the sword is chosen, it cannot be changed. It must be done with caution.

But according to what Xuanyuan said, it took a full four hundred and thirty-four years to contact the Ziwei Emperor Star with so-called spiritual consciousness. If he wanted to practice this method, his lifeline would have to grow from the palm of his hand to his heel.

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Even if he dies of old age, he still won’t be able to cultivate!

Chen Ji was leaning against the apricot tree with his clothes on. In addition to pain, he also felt a little melancholy as a teenager.

The crow looked at him curiously, wondering what was wrong with him.

Chen Ji asked: "Uncle Crow, how do you think we can live to be four hundred and thirty-four years old?"

The crow opened its mouth and laughed silently.

However, at this time, the rising sun was rising, and a ray of golden light shot out from the farthest corner of the sky, staining the clouds.

Chen Ji was suddenly stunned...

As we all know, the sun is the nearest star to him.
Chapter completed!