Heaven-law Supreme System

Chu Xuan had already explained so, So Ni had chosen to believe it, but he, like Monkey King, looked at Chu Xuan in disbelief.

In any case, it is difficult for them to accept it. They are not true immortals. After their fall, it is difficult for them to preserve even the spirits.

It is even more unacceptable, even after the true immortal falls, he will become a godless lonely soul.

Chu Xuan looked at the same appearance, but he was the sword immortal who had no heartbeat and breath. He also admired the strength of his physical body, which is worthy of the innate sword body recorded in ancient books.

"However, the spirits can't stay in the world, so how can the Japanese pirates have the Nether Gods? What's the matter with ghosts?" Monkey King asked quickly, desperately wanting to know the answer.

"That's different. Within an hour after death, if there is no practice of ghost cultivation, without the power of faith, the soul will begin to dissipate. After all, in this age of doom, without reincarnation, the soul cannot be preserved for a long time."

"Senior Sword Immortal should belong to this category. After the true celestial fall, the same is true, and in general, the true celestial falls because of being killed by people. When the body falls, their spirits will basically be severely injured, and luckily they will not disappear. Will become godless lonely souls."

Chu Xuan patiently explained it, and Monkey King finally realized it suddenly, even So Ni sighed again and again, and the three expressions looked a little lonely.

"what!"

Chu Xuan let out a whisper, and the moment his eyes fell, a breeze blew away the dust covering Jianxian's hands, and a scroll of ancient scripture revealed its true face.

Chu Xuan respectfully bowed to the sword immortal, took a look at the ancient scriptures, and was shocked.

His pupils shrank, and Chu Xuan just saw the scriptures, with a line of blood written at the beginning.

"The gods are disabled, the gates of heaven are closed, the roads of immortality are boundless, there is no hope of becoming immortals, birth is not in time, regret!"

The ancient scriptures are made of sheepskin, and a special antiseptic spice is used, which allows the ancient scriptures to be retained to the present.

The entire ancient scriptures are written in blood, and the blood of the earth immortal has the effect of not decaying and not dispersing, which makes the above texts still visible after thousands of years.

The font is simple and vigorous, and full of heaviness. Seeing it makes people feel a sense of excitement, the vast vitality still radiates from it, as if it has vitality.

"Tian Dao can't, Tianmen is closed, Immortal road is absolutely! It seems that Senior Sword Immortal is really good fortune, even this point can be seen transparently."

Chu Xuan felt a little emotional in his heart. The saddest thing about the monks in the Age of Domination is that they don't even know their future.

Obviously he is a peerless arrogant who can become a celestial celestial arrogant. However, he was born here. If he grows with this, he can only compete in the red dust throughout his life. Let alone become a celestial being, he can't even enter the cycle after death.

The words of blood in the text are like blood, revealing endless sadness and unwillingness. Chu Xuan can even imagine that Jian Xian was helpless at the moment before his death!

Converging his mind, Chu Xuan continued to look down.

"I learned Taoism at the age of three, traveled around the world, obtained a half-scroll of the sword scripture in an ancient sword sect secret realm, and learned it in fear. After a total of 296 years, I finally became the supreme sword immortal, and my cultivation reached the first rank emperor. Nineteen famous swords, refined into magic swords, originally intended to be used to overcome the catastrophe, and become a true immortal..."

The following is the life of Jianxian private prosecution.

A lot of space, swordsmanship, the deeds of Jianxian back then, as well as what he saw and heard in thousands of mountains and rivers, traveled through the world, traveled around the world, practiced kendo and felt kendo.

At the beginning, when Jianxian had just become the Ninth-Rank Great Emperor, he was still excited, at ease, and yearning for immortality.

Relying on the power of kendo and the pressure of the Ninth-Rank Great Emperor, he was invincible in the world, and felt quite lonely and lonely as snow.