Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Lai Huabei and Liu Ci'an, the Tianzhu City people, are undoubtedly very excited to see the towering sword for the first time.

The origins and legends of the towering swords spread widely, and people like Lai Huabei often heard about family stories since childhood.

A long time ago, the Seven Stars State was still a wild land, only a few human beings survived, and these human beings were still in an unenviated stage.

At that time, the strongman who dominated the seven-star state was the big demon mirror. This mirror is like a mountain, and it is endless. The strength is far more than the majority of the human race.

Just a million years ago, the towering sword was born, falling straight down, and a sword smashed the big demon mirror on the Qixing Mountain...

The name of the descendant of the towering sword is Qiuyin River, and the Daojian Palace was created after he killed the mirror.

During this million years, Daojian Palace has completely occupied the seven-star state, and has radiated to some surrounding states. Even in the desolate Tiandu Prefecture, human beings can have such powers, and they are also blessed by the Daojian Palace.

Therefore, Tiandu people like Lai Huabei are all joining Taoist Palace as the biggest goal in life.

Luo Zheng sat on the roof with his knees, his eyes gliding around, and he saw that other people in the school had been neatly seated, and then his gaze fell on the big sword that was not far away.

Although the sword is to comprehend the eternal true meaning of the sword, but the breath of the towering sword at this moment is not sharp, as if there is an invisible sword, the sword of the towering sword is generally included.

"This breath..."

Luo Zheng is a sword repairer, and his perception of Kendo is extremely sensitive.

When the "Autumn Palace" brought everyone into the Seven Star City on that day, the breath of the towering sword was completely different from today.

Although the towering sword in front of the eyes is good, but it is like a dragon in the wild, it may burst out at any time, more terrible than before...

"Is it possible that someone in the sword palace can control this towering sword?" Luo Zheng thought secretly.

Many of the younger brothers, such as Qiu Siyuan and Yuebaihao, are now quite cautious. After all, they are notoriously ignorant, and suddenly they turn their temper, and they will eventually feel ten different.

At this moment, a sudden voice came from other high platforms. "What are the wastes of the Sword School?"

"As a locust in the Seven Star City, there should be a locust consciousness... Are they negotiating to make trouble?"

"I want the big swords to drive them out..."

I spoke to the disciples and the disciples of the Sword Palace.

Some of these disciples are the local geniuses of Qixingcheng, and some are the people of Qiujia and Yuebaijia, but they are not used by people like Qiu Siyuan. These people are talented and good for the children of the big family. Naturally, they are not afraid of Qiu Siyuan. Human.

Who are they from Qiu Siyuan? Although this time in the hands of Luo Zheng suffered a big loss, was conquered by Luo Zhengquan, but how could it be possible to accommodate this kind of words.

Qiu Siyuan suddenly became furious, "Autumn repair! What are you talking nonsense!"

Yuebai Hao also sullenly replied: "I am also a disciple of the Sword School, here we want to come, take care of your ass?"

The autumn of the burial sword school was cold and smiled. "The sword school is also a school, hahaha, but it is a sheepfold that takes you up a pile of waste..."

Luo Zheng, Lai Huabei and Liu Ci'an are okay, after all, they first arrived.

But these scorpions can't help it, and the sorcerer's palace is worse and worse. After all, it belongs to their school, where can they endure?

These twenty or thirty cousins ​​got up from the rooftops and glared at each other. They saw that they had hands-on meaning.

At this moment, the middle-aged people on the platform faintly screamed, "I am calling you to watch the sword today, what are you arguing about? If anyone is noisy, immediately go down the mountain!"

The middle-aged man is the great swordsman who presided over the sword. His position in the Daojian Palace is extremely high, and his voice contains an irresistible majesty.

There were a pair of playful smiles on the faces of the disciples in the funeral sword school and the demon sword school. Qiu Siyuan and Yue Baihao sat down with a sullen look.

They did not expect that it would be hard to want to practice the martial arts.

"If you are bent on the other side, there is no side to heart. The sarcasm of other school houses is gone by them. If one day walks in front of them, it is the biggest counterattack," Luo Zheng whispered.

When Qiu Siyuan and others heard this, they showed a bitter smile on their faces. "We have not tried it before, but the cultivation is too boring and we cannot concentrate on it..."

Qiu Siyuan, Yue Baihao, these people are not innocent, otherwise it is impossible to cultivate a great and perfect God in a small age.

It’s just that as the age grows longer, the whispers of the minds are getting more and more, and the care of the elders in the family has already lost that impulse.

It was also a violent temptation of Luo Zheng, which gave them a slight change.

However, they also understand that this enthusiasm may not last for a few days.

Hearing this, Luo Zheng stared at Qiu Siyuan and said, "Just because it is boring? I can't see it," he said, shaking his head and continuing to say: "What are you even more afraid of after the failure? Are you afraid of being regarded as a mediocre person? Going hard, this is the real weakness!"

When Qiu Siyuan and Yue Baihao heard this, they suddenly glimpsed, and some thoughts in the heart suddenly came up.

Although they have abandoned themselves in the Palace of Confucian Swords, they always have their own pride, just as Yuebai Hao stubbornly believes that his talent does not need to be repaired in autumn, but he does not bother to prove himself.

Luo Zheng said that hiding in their hearts is not disdain at all, in fact, it is weak, not dare!

Although they are a group of idle children, they want to prove their worth in the family...

Just as Qiu Siyuan and others were thinking, the Great Swordsman said, "The disciples of the school are ready, I am going to open a big battle now!"

The voice of the Great Swordsman fell. All the disciples of the school have brushed out the translation of the eternal true meaning of the sword in their hands.

Then the Great Swordsman walked along the platform, sat down at the center of the platform, and opened the bow with both hands. Under the coils around him, there was a circle of light blue light shining around him.

At the same time, the momentum of the entire towering sword has also changed...

The original meaning of the road that converges into a group slowly blooms, and the swords that emerged from the giant swords are eternal and true.

"Hey!"

From the surface of the towering sword, there was a strip of blue silk, and these blue silks, like a long worm, rushed toward the crowd!

Luo Zheng saw a blue filament directly in his eyebrows, his eyes slightly concealed, but still too late to escape, this blue silk actually penetrated into his mind.