Chapter 1111: The Supreme Sword Saint, Live and Die

In the battle of the ruins of Qingdao, Yu Zecheng finally got the body of the Dream God and returned to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. This time he gained a huge harvest. He originally wanted to get the divine power of the soul, but who knew that he would pack the entire Dream God and bring it back.

Cross the sea and the ocean, one step is thousands of miles, through the clouds and fog, and the rest becomes a roaming between the world.

Suddenly, a feeling of loneliness arose in my heart. When I was young, in my eyes, the world was infinitely large, the universe was endless, and I traveled all over the world and traveled all over the six realms and the sky world. That was my ideal.

But now, I have achieved great power and formed an immortal body. I have traveled all over the world over the years. The sky world is far away, and in a mysterious place, it is just one step for me. I have all reached the six realms worlds.

Suddenly, I felt lonely. Yu Zecheng understood why the old madman locked himself in the stone chamber. The world was so big, but he had already walked around and was everywhere. The world could no longer attract his interest. It would be better to be in the stone chamber, nourishing one's mind and come comfortably.

I wanted to ride the wind and go back, but I was afraid that the jade building would be colder at high places.

Loneliness, or this is loneliness.

However, this feeling of loneliness was soon dispelled by Yu Zecheng. In front of him was his home Xuanyuan Hill, and there was no good home there. All the fatigue and worries that could be dissipated when they returned home.

Yu Zecheng returned to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. This battle has been half a year, so it’s time to take a break.

Everything is normal for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. The mistress is now very qualified in this sect leader. To some extent, it is no less than Yu Zecheng.

After returning to the sect, I had not yet returned to Tiandao Peak, and Yu Zecheng saw someone waiting for him there.

At first glance, it was Luo Jingchu and Su Wanyan.

Seeing them, Yu Zecheng felt warm. There was nothing waiting for other family members to make people happy, and nothing warms people like this.

Yu Zecheng walked forward quickly and grabbed Luo Jingchu, not knowing what to say.

Luo Jingchu looked at Yu Zecheng and said:

"Zecheng, I have passed the position of the God of Flower to others. The flowers have dispersed, leaving only one orchid. From today on, I am Luo Jingchu, a free me. I want to accompany you to the horizon of the cape. Are you willing to let me match?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"I am willing to live and die together, and make a speech with you. Hold your hand and grow old with you."

Luo Jingchu nodded, and the two looked at each other, tender as if they were as tender as water.

Su Wanyan said from the side:

"And I."

Yu Zecheng grabbed her and said:

"Yes, we all will never abandon you."

In addition to them, Qingcheng, Xinwu and Ziyue were also waiting on the side. Seeing Yu Zecheng come back, Qingcheng was very happy and looked at Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng nodded to her, revealing the Dream God's sword body. Qingcheng was shocked and then stretched out his thumb and said:

"Father is strong."

Everyone joined hands to return to Tiandao Peak Courtyard, and everyone was very happy.

After returning to the sect, Yu Zecheng stopped traveling far this time and spent his leisurely life in the sect.

Adjust the Suqin and read the Golden Sutra.

Every three days, he teaches the Dharma and teaches each other. At the same time, he teaches his experience in immortal cultivation, his own cultivation process, his own insights, and his own swordsmanship to pass on a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Sometimes he explains his sword skills to many Yuanying True Lords of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, sometimes he goes to the outer sect to explain the great Dharma to those outer sect disciples in the Qi training stage, and sometimes he opens the altar, and there are teachings but no distinction between them. All monks can come here to listen.

Following Yu Zecheng's opening ceremony, countless monks from the six realms of the Sky traveled millions of miles to listen to the Dharma.

Yu Zecheng opened a peak of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and all cultivators from all over the world could live here. Many cultivators expressed their opinions and spoke freely, breaking the sect's shackles of the law without passing on the Liuer. Gradually, a situation of a hundred schools of thought and fighting for beauty appeared.

Countless monks listen to the Dharma and understand it here, break through the realm, and achieve the great way.

Gradually, Yu Ze became the name of Demon True Yi, no one mentioned it, everyone called him the Supreme Sword Saint, and no one said that no one in the world would say it anymore. Needless to say, it has completely become a law, no one mentioned it.

Yu Zecheng's preaching is endless, and he wishes to hand over all his things to many disciples because he feels like he doesn't wait for me.

All of this is for the battle a year and a half later, the battle of all the immortals descending to the realm, invading the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and robbing the Immortal Prison.

Yu Zecheng was all for that battle, and now he had the taste of making a will.

A year and a half later, the immortals descended to the world, slapped my divine sword, and decided to live and die with them.

At that time, the Immortal Clan was down to the world, and although the ancestors of the Immortal World would also come down to the world to help fight, Yu Zecheng didn't want to rely on himself, one by one, and one sword to destroy the enemies.

They wanted to destroy my Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I am now the head of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I will fight against the great things and rely on the ancestors of the Immortal Realm at any time. What is the ability? It is the Daluo Hunyuan Golden Immortal. With my sword, I can kill them.

This is a kind of self-confidence, a kind of dignity of sword cultivator. My sword is only me, and the immortals can be killed and the immortals can be broken.

At the same time, Yu Zecheng Guangxun, a sect proficient in space traveling through the world, questioned various legends about the lower realm, and found the channel for the lower realm of the other immortal clan. At that time, he would block the channel with one sword by himself and kill him completely.

This time the Immortal Clan's lower realm was not one or two immortals, but a group of them, including Daluo Hunyuan Jinxian, so all the ordinary lower realm methods were invalid and there were traces to follow.

Gradually, the answers from all parties came back, and Yu Zecheng was sure that fifteen months later, when Taixuan Mountain appeared, it was the time when the other party was in the lower realm.

Taixuan Mountain is a mysterious place, as if together with countless worlds, the Immortals in the lower realm appeared there during the catastrophe of the Wuliang Sect.

There is only where can the number of immortals descending to the world in such a large number.

OK, fifteen months later, Taixuan Mountain, then fight hard, kill to the fullest, and turn the world upside down. If you want to break my Xuanyuan Sword Sect, go over my body first.

Yu Zecheng is full of fighting spirit, and at the same time he lives every day well. Maybe this battle is his last battle, so you should cherish every day and not leave any regrets.

Suddenly, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect gathered immortal bell rang. This is the bell that only happened to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect that was ringing. Every time Yu Zecheng rang, but this time, I don’t know who rings it.

Yu Zecheng was stunned, but still followed the rules of the sect and came to Xuanyuan Cave Palace. He saw many Yuanying True Lords, many Jindan True Persons, Kagawa Shinichi, Douliang Shinichi, Senior Brother Ye Han, Senior Brother Yizhu, Ye Han, Lei Bingyun, Gulun Qibian, and many disciples in Xuanyuan Cave Palace. They seemed to be waiting for themselves.

Everyone had a solemn atmosphere, and they all looked at Yu Zecheng seriously.

Yu Zecheng walked into the hall, and Kagawa Shinichi was the first to say:

"Zecheng, do you still remember the tradition of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

Yu Zecheng was stunned and looked over again. All the disciples looked at him with serious expressions.

Yu Zecheng didn't know what happened and said:

"Remember."

Dou Liang Zhenyi said:

"Do you remember what Shi Ji said to you after the catastrophe of Wuliang Sect?"

Yu Zecheng looked back on the past, and that moment was like yesterday, when the words of the head of Shi Ji rang in his ears, and he repeated word by word:

"That's what our head of Xuanyuan Sword Sect said to me. Now I'll pass on his words to you, that is, not to abandon a disciple, not to give up a disciple. Although a disciple is small, he represents our entire Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

The sword in our hands is here, and our Xuanyuan Sword Sect is here. No one in the world can underestimate us and bully us. Even if he is an immortal Shura, no one can do it."

Ye Han said:

"Don't abandon a disciple, don't give up a disciple. Let's do you remember this vow?

Under this vow, every disciple will not give up on the sect or abandon the sect.

Do you want to abandon us? Do you want to face a strong enemy alone? Do you want to resist any difficulties alone? Don’t forget that we are all disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and this is our home.

Even if the enemy is strong, we will set out our swords together, fight together, die together, and live up to this life."

Yu Zecheng suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he said:

"But, but..."

The mistress said:

"Master, we have all felt what you have done recently. Through your exploration, we have also learned what we are facing. Are there many immortals who are going to attack us?

We know, Master, you want to shoulder this responsibility alone, you want to fight alone, and you don’t want us to bear danger.

But Master, you forgot that we are all part of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. We are all sword madmen. Born from swords and died from swords. This is the path we choose and our life.

So what about the immortal? As long as we work together, under the sword dove, the celestial immortal can be killed and the golden immortal can be broken."

Yu Zecheng said:

"But it's not just the Golden Immortals who come."

Lei Bingyun said:

"So what? The worst thing is that you can die. The disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect died under the sword. There is no regret in this life. When will the disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect have been afraid to fight? So what about the Jinxian of Daluo Hunyuan?"

All the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect looked at Yu Zecheng, and everyone's eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

Yu Zecheng's eyes were wet, he said:

"I was wrong. It's true. Xuanyuan Sword Sect is not my own sword sect, but everyone's home. Why bother with so many worries?

We are always together, facing strong enemies, and wielding the sword in our hands. Anyone who provokes me, no matter who he is, is just a sword."

Then he shouted loudly:

"Where is the disciple Xuanyuan now? Are your sword still there?"

Suddenly, countless voices sounded:

"I use my blood to understand Xuanyuan, the sword is not in my heart and life are there."

Yu Zecheng began to sing the Xuanyuan Battle Song, and the lyrics used were ancient words. The language was fluent, with subtle ups and downs. The songs were ancient and desolate, with the ancient prehistoric atmosphere, like the sound of nature.

As everyone sang, the entire Xuanyuan Cave World began to shake violently with the song, and the clouds began to roll, and a breath of war and war stirred in everyone's hearts.
Chapter completed!