Chapter Fifty-ninth: Jie Ji holding a sword
The darkness disappeared without a trace. Cheng Zhiyuan held the black sword in his hand. The bloody eyes on it had disappeared without a trace. This demon sword with extremely strong aggression was completely tamed at this moment.
The black faded like a tide, and those rusts that were actually crimson red, became more and more dim after the sword entered the demon, but now they had to meet the wise master, and they naturally showed their original appearance.
It is as red as blood, very gorgeous.
The Blood-washing Sword is as well-behaved as the girl next door, quiet and gentle as it is hard to imagine that it had eaten the hearts of so many people before.
In the woods around, corpse monsters were lying all over the ground, some were killed by themselves, and some died suddenly because of the dissipation of the demonic energy. Of course, the most important thing is not these dead objects.
What appeared in front of Cheng Zhiyuan now was a piece of wall, densely packed with words like stories.
Of course, the one that occupies the largest area of the broken wall is a picture of the Yazi sword holding.
"Longzi Yazi, legend has it that when the Zhou Dynasty was established, Yazi saw King Wen and looked for Taigong Wang. The people of the Zhou Dynasty respected Yazi better than the other Longzi, and Yazi defeated the evil things the most, but at the moment, they were actually in the eyelids of Yazi's statue.
There were three monsters below, which was really ironic.”
Sure enough, the ceremony was about to collapse and the music was broken. Shui Yong's temple was abandoned, and the tiger god's stone doll was buried in the soil. Even Ya Zi's eyes were filled with demons and cholera. Such a change was made, including the Eight Gods of Zhou Palace, the Dragon Son of Heaven, and the State of Chu.
Donghuang Taiyi and Qin Shaohao and Bai Emperor were powerless.
It is really the cycle of heaven. Do even the gods have to bow their heads?
So what kind of role does the immortal play in this world? They are just the four seasons of wind and rain, and the twenty-four celestial phenomena?
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the picture of Yazi holding a sword. Suddenly, his mind moved and was inspired. He blinked and saw that Yazi also blinked at the same time, as if he had come alive and jumped from the stone wall.
world.
The black body is not like the real thing, there is a gap in the ink-colored smoke and clouds. The eyes stared at him, and there seemed to be anger in it. The sword in his mouth was also a sealed object. He could not see the origin clearly and could not see the name of the sword.
"Yao Zi's eyes were angry and shocked to retreat from the ghosts and gods, but why did you get angry at me? Isn't this saying that you are incompetent?"
"After all, a demon appeared in front of you. I remember that the legend said that you found King Wen and the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty. You also have your contribution to these seven thousand years of storms, but now you let it go, ignoring it."
Cheng Zhiyuan said, standing not far from the stone wall, the dense words on it looked extremely simple and bizarre, but when you saw it clearly, you found that it seemed ancient and weird because the carving of the stele was written in handwriting, which was crooked. Obviously, this carving of the stele was
The word "crab" belongs to the category of crab.
This kind of person is called "Shiren" and specifically refers to writing.
The text is still made of the seal script from the Western Zhou Dynasty, not the independent language of each country, but the official language from Luoyang.
Yazi, who survived from the stone wall, let out a low roar, and his ink-colored body gathered like water and smoke, with a kind of roughness and strangeness, which was completely in line with the mystery possessed by the ancient times.
The Yazi lowered her head, her nose gently swayed, approaching Cheng Zhiyuan, and at the same time she was also lowering her head and smelling the "smell" of the two swords. The wind and blood entangled, making Yazi narrow her eyes.
It made a low voice and lingered beside Cheng Zhiyuan.
This time I actually spoke human language.
"The murderous aura cannot reach the sky, the wind blows rain and blood, the wronged soul cannot enter the ground, the skull cryes in the sand moon, human life is always..."
The voice of this dragon boy is not good, it is more like a terrifying whisper. When he appears, silver electric turns into blood red, yellow sand ignites a fire, yellow snake and pistachios are huddled together, and see this giant
When I paced around me, I suddenly felt so scared that my face turned pale.
Its words are telling and explaining:
The sword of the hustle weapon is slashing the wind, and the blood-washing sword is slashing the rain. The killing things are never called good.
The wronged soul has nowhere to go and cannot be buried in the loess, and the skulls cry under the yellow sand moon.
"The bones are exposed in the wild, and there are no roosters crowing in the ground."
There are those who hold soldiers without good or evil, and there are those who hold soldiers. The word "kill" is either a criticism or a praise. Pureness should not contain any tendency.
Therefore, the person in charge of the army must always recognize himself and cannot be influenced by weapons.
"I know that people are not powerful because of holding troops, but because of their strength."
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Ya Zi, who wandered for a few times, his anger slightly decreased. He walked a little far in front of him, lay down his limbs, and still held the ink sword in his mouth, staring at Cheng Zhiyuan with his copper bell-like eyes.
The mountain walls are dark, black clouds and white smoke are entangled. Ya Zi is in the darkness, as if he is about to hide, but his eyes are as bright as a torch, and he has insight into all the changes in the world.
A sword intent surged and rolled. Hearing the long roar of the white dragon, Yazi heard the wind roar, his voice was shaking, and his thunder and blood were raised.
Buzz!
Countless evil intentions turned into substances, attacked from all directions, and rushed straight to the door. The person was so frightened that his soul was almost about to fly out of the seven orifices of the mouth!
The wind was heard and the crane was shining, and the sword was circling the tornado, and the clear light and blood line coexisted, but this time there was an additional bloody cuckoo bird.
The former is of course a hunch, while the latter is a blood wash!
Cheng Zhiyuan had completely tamed the sword, and he was naturally easy to wield, like an arm instructing him!
Both swords are three feet, three feet and seven inches inches of qiu, and three feet and five inches of blood washing. They are both normal sizes of the world's green breeze. Cheng Zhiyuan previously noticed that the sword held by Ya Zi's mouth was more than six feet long.
This length looks like a Han sword known for its long and ferociousness.
However, in this world, the great man still doesn't know how many hundred years or even a thousand years will come out. In today's era, this kind of long sword should be Chu Jian.
Chu is the origin of the long sword. All the fierce and upright long swords in later generations originated from Chu.
What appeared in his eyes were the trajectories and movements of these fierce intentions. At this time, he saw it very clearly, so two swords danced in front of him, and they were not airtight. All the fierce intentions like swords were knocked down and scattered without any loss.
trace!
A sword dance turned into wind and fog, turning into smoke and clouds, but also shining on fire, breaking heavy clouds and falling into golden sky, blowing stubborn stones, and brushing through the rice fields.
Walking through the mud and water, turning around the dust, waving two swords, the clear and bloody rain, and the ink cannot be poured in!
The blood cuckoo is naturally the change of the black sword. Under the guidance of Cheng Zhiyuan's own "power", it changed into a sword shape known as the "angry spirit".
You know, this is a demon sword after all.
Cheng Zhiyuan's momentum is "within ten steps, people will be able to fight against the country."
Or it is concise, like Liang Que's down-and-out world, only the first four words are said.
Within ten steps.
Common people’s swords emphasize a close-killing killing. As the sword prodigy said, all the energy and spirits are pressed on the ten swords. After killing ten swords, either you die or I die!
Ten steps and ten swords, one step and one sword, all moves are the ultimate kill!
The white iron sword crosses the dark sky like a dragon, and the world is noisy and bustle, so it is better not to come;
The red demon sword turned into an angry spirit and flew across the sea of pears, and it was so sad that the cuckoo cried blood.
Chapter completed!