This Swordsman is Too Steady

Latest website: If Xia Daozu is still there, the predicament that the human race is facing now is actually a simple matter.

He only needs to wave his sleeves, not taking away a single cloud, only taking away Luo Hu's life.

And then it's all over.

For practitioners in the tenth realm, everything is that simple.

Nine is the extreme, above the nine realms, it is inhuman.

But in today's world, no one can use such means anymore.

Although the Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal is strong, he is still at the level of the human world, not human.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan must find a way...

Make yourself inappropriate.

This sentence is actually a bit funny.

It turns out that not being a human can really make you stronger.

.........

The breeze blows coldly.

The sword goes to Changtian to be free.

The sword light came from the sky, and the sharp edge swept away all the haze, leaving the blue sky as clean as washing.

In the sky, from time to time, escaping lights flashed rapidly.

The human coalition forces at Guangling Pass returned to Guangling Pass after winning their first major victory in the second battle between Dao and Demons.

However, after returning, they did not hide it, but released all the news truthfully.

Although this battle was a big victory, it could not stop Luo Hu.

In the near future, Luo Hu will be promoted to Demon Sage, and at that time, it will be the turn of the Demon Race.

The news undoubtedly caused huge turmoil in the sky.

No matter how high or low they were, or how high or low their status was, the monks who heard the news were all panic-stricken.

After all, the deterrence brought by the tenth realm is too strong.

The entire human race has entered an unprecedented state of national alert.

An atmosphere of unease is pervasive.

Then, it gradually evolved into anger and **** courage.

If the world is destined to fall, it must at least die standing up, right?

A plain death.

Under this trend, more and more monks rushed to the front.

Even some casual cultivators who have always firmly believed that dead friends will not die poor people, went to the seven passes and Tianhe City for the first time, and chose to join the battle.

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Now, Lu Qingshan is the same.

Absolute spirit domain, never his spirit.

The center of the Absolute Spirit Realm, where the original Yuanci City was located.

This is the second time Lu Qingshan has entered the Absolute Spirit Realm, and the first time he has come to Yuanci City.

Regrettably, Yuanci City has long since ceased to exist, leaving only ruins and a huge pit.

Clearly, someone had already visited the place and left their mark, mocking the newcomers.

"It's late." Lu Qingshan said to himself.

This place is "there is a place" in Qi Butian's mouth.

Qi Butian knew this place from the very beginning.

Specifically, it should start when he succeeds to the position of Master of Tianji Temple.

Before leaving, the previous Master of Heavenly Secrets not only left behind what he saw, but also what he knew.

But Qi Butian didn't tell this place to the second person until now, to Lu Qingshan.

Because people are doing it, and the sky is watching.

As long as you speak, you may be known and seen.

And this place cannot be known.

Although, it was finally known.

It's like a meme.

The indestructible body of King Kong will always be broken in the end; the secret that must not be revealed will always be revealed in the end.

Could it be that time when the two masters of heavenly secrets met, they thought it was seamless but actually leaked the secrets?

no one knows.

There is no need to know.

This is the end.

Since I came a step late, is there still a need to come?

There should be.

After all, the person who brought Lu Qingshan to this place is the most all-knowing and all-powerful person in the world.

So, there is always a reason worth coming.

It's a simple guess, and it should be correct after all.

Of course, even if there is no other reason, Lu Qingshan is willing to take a look.

Only, not now.

After all, the worst thing for him right now is time.

Lu Qingshan jumped into the deep pit.

The pit is very deep.

This is nonsense.

But no matter how deep the pit is, it has a bottom.

This is also nonsense.

He soon came to the bottom of the pit.

The ground is very dark and the sun cannot be seen.

Monks can ignore the darkness.

It's just that Lu Qingshan doesn't like darkness, and he's also used to choosing "turn on the light" in the face of darkness.

This is a deep-rooted habit developed over the past twenty years.

As a result, the Heaven and Earth Sword held in his arms burst out with sword light, illuminating the surroundings.

If there is no light, then light the sword.

Empty, silent and deserted.

Lu Qingshan knew that not long ago, there must have been something else here, but everything was erased.

"Is there really nothing left?" Lu Qingshan paced slowly in the deep underground, from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning, back and forth, walked three or four times, looked at it three or four times, still Nothing was found.

Deep down in Lu Qingshan's heart, he knew that that person must be gone, but would there really be nothing left?

A name can intimidate a family of people for 20,000 years. Even if they are seriously injured, even if they are dying, even if they are facing the number one member of the demon clan, they should not just leave like this.

"Xiazu?" So Lu Qingshan probed softly into the air.

Wisps of wind blowing.

It's very gentle, but it makes Lu Qingshan's hair stand on end.

Where does the wind come from the airtight underground cave?

"Your mind is in a mess." A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

From the surrounding stone walls, little by little fluorescent lights emerged, forming a hazy light and shadow in front of Lu Qingshan.

A person appeared opposite him.

Just like the experience in Daoyuan Realm.

Only this time, the hazy light and shadow finally became clear.

It was a Confucian scholar with slightly white temples, smiling.

"Xiazu?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

"It's me, you should know my name, Xia Ming."

Lu Qingshan fell into silence.

After a while, he said hoarsely: "So, what are you doing now?"

"It's just a few surviving fragments of the primordial spirit."

Lu Qingshan paused, still having a hard time accepting, "You are Xia Zu."

"The boys in Nancun deceived me to be weak and weak, and I could bear to be thieves, and openly embraced grass." After reading these poems, Lu Qingshan didn't respond, but the Confucian scholar himself couldn't help laughing first.

"I faced more than one enemy at that time, and you can't be too demanding on an old man whose half body is going to be buried in the ground." He explained seriously.

"You don't look old at all."

"It's more than 20,000 years old, isn't this old?" The Confucian scholar showed an exaggerated expression of surprise.

Lu Qingshan was speechless for a while.

"The human race is in a very dangerous situation now, just like it was 20,000 years ago." He said again.

"I know."

"Just know?"

"I told you a long time ago," the Confucian scholar blinked his eyes mischievously, "One generation has its own responsibilities."

"Now, it's your responsibility."

"However, you are also responsible for the current situation, so you shouldn't put all the responsibility on me." Lu Qingshan said seriously.

"You're right," the Confucian scholar nodded, then clapped his hands, and said, "So, apart from this fragment of the primordial spirit, I still have something left in this world."

"It can be regarded as one person doing things and one person doing things," he said affirmatively, very satisfied, and then spread his hands, "It's just that whether you can use it or not depends on your own."

"What?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"When the time comes, you will naturally know." Xia Ming said.

"At this time, senior should stop being a riddler." Lu Qingshan was a little sullen.

"It's still interesting to talk to the people from my hometown," the Confucian scholar laughed, extremely happy, and then turned serious, "It's not a riddler, but if you can use what I left, you will naturally know what it is. If you use it No, it’s useless to know.”

"How can I use what you left?" Lu Qingshan asked again, changing a method.

"You are really smart." The Confucian scholar looked at Lu Qingshan appreciatively.

"You know what..." he said again.

"I don't know," Lu Qingshan said affirmatively, blocking his way ahead of time, "I won't know until you tell me."

The man in front of him clearly possesses the highest prestige in the human race, but he has a "naughty" personality that is completely inconsistent with his status.

"I've been here for a long, long time," said the Confucian scholar. "For a long time, I was trying to heal my wounds. I really tried a lot, but they all failed."

"So one day, I gave up."

"I started thinking."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Think about the real way out."

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"There is a little harvest," the Confucian scholar said with a smile, "but it's just my harvest, you can't use it directly."

"If you want to change the ending of the story, you still need to rely on yourself in the end."

"Fortunately, your talent is higher than mine." The fluorescence is getting weaker and weaker, and the light and shadow are dissipating.

"I have one last word for you."

"The light of the dust and mist nourishes the mountains and the sea, and the light of the candles brightens the sun and the moon." Xia Ming smiled slightly, and finally dispersed completely.

 …

Lu Qingshan left the ground.

But he didn't leave.

He frowned and sat on the ruins

, staring at the pit in a daze.

Obviously, Xia Zu's words, at the moment, he can't understand.

He sat for a long time and thought about many things.

Just don't have any insights.

.........

The bleak night gradually passed.

Xiguang warm.

Its daybreak.

In the damp and cool morning mist, there was the faint sound of insects chirping.

On the ground in front of Lu Qingshan, several ants crawled across.

In the broken wall, a young green shoot came out of the ground and broke the cracked bricks, giving off a weak but shocking sense of power.

It turned out that this land that had been baptized by Rahu's demon hand was not really dead.

Lu Qingshan vaguely caught something.

He stood up, patted off the dew on his body, and walked to the distance along the desolate road.

His heart, as Xia Zu said, is indeed very chaotic, and he needs to be quiet.

The world is the most lively.

It is best to be quiet in noisy situations.

He decided to go to the world to see.

Really human.

A human world that has nothing to do with practice or his past.

After walking a long way, Lu Qingshan came to a small town.

The town is lively and the streets are bustling with people.

The hot air in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop floated in the air like fog.

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People bought breakfast, ate breakfast, and chatted as usual, talking about the Yuan Magnetic City that suddenly disappeared. This is the biggest topic in the Absolute Spirit Realm in recent years, so even after a long time, this topic is still popular. talking.

Some people are worrying whether this city will also meet this fate someday in the future.

"No matter what the future holds, at least for now, buns still have to be sold." Finally, the owner of the bun shop concluded the topic.

No matter what the future holds, life in the present will always go on.

Standing in front of the steamed stuffed bun stall, Lu Qingshan suddenly felt something when he heard these simple worries and these trivial and plain words.

This is an ordinary life, a life he has experienced, a life he has never experienced since he came to this world—in fact, it has not been long, but it just feels like these things are far away from him A long time ago.

Is this the power of time?

Lu Qingshan strolled in the small town.

He passed by a private school, and heard the sound of reading aloud from behind the wall, which was very pleasant.

So, Lu Qingshan stopped and listened quietly to the sound of reading from inside the wall for a long time.

His heart finally calmed down amidst the sound of reading aloud.