Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng glanced at Liu Shiyun and said to Lord Nan Tian:

"Master, I'm afraid this disciple will take a step ahead. Before the demon's shadow died, he used a death sword technique. Both Shi Yun and I were hit by the death sword, and we will definitely die."

Lord Nan Tian was stunned for a moment. Seeing Yu Zecheng's expression, he couldn't help but say:

"What? Death swordsmanship? You will definitely die. It won't happen. It won't happen. Don't be afraid! I'll save you."

He immediately used several spells and began to examine Yu Zecheng's body. One of the spells failed after being used twice in a row, which showed the anxiety in his heart.

Using several secret methods to detect, Nan Tianjun's face became paler and paler. He gritted his teeth and pierced his own bloodline, and blood dripped onto Yu Zecheng's body. He used his divine power and began to check, but his face became paler and paler. Finally, It was laid on the stone all at once, as if it had been decadent and aging for more than ten years.

All spell checks have only one result in the end, there is no cure.

Even if there were other ways to save his life, there was no time. The power of the death sword was slowly eroding Yu Zecheng's body, and it was too late.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, don't try too hard, even the Mingwang Reincarnation Technique can't get rid of this death sword technique, and I have already died nine times today, and there is no chance of a tenth resurrection.

I knew there was nothing I could do. This was an immortal casting a spell out of bounds, a fatal blow from the inner demon, and immortal swordsmanship. There was no way to save me. I had a clear mind.

I'm dying. It's a pity that I can no longer follow you and listen to your teachings. "

Lord Nan Tianzhen looked at Yu Zecheng and his beloved disciple. This disciple he had devoted countless efforts to was his favorite and most compatible disciple.

After more than a hundred years of hard teaching, the two of them had the same mind, and they loved each other like their own children. They had placed all their expectations on them, and even loved them more than their own sons. But at this moment, he was about to die in front of her and completely disappear. All his hard work was lost like this.

All the calculations that I was so proud of, at this moment, I had no choice but to watch my loved ones dying.

Lord Nan Tian couldn't help but shed tears.

Heroes don't cry, they just don't get sad yet.

Yu Zecheng smiled, gently wiped away his master's tears, and said:

"Master, why are you crying? In my eyes, you are the greatest Master. There is nothing you can't do. Master, why are you just like a mortal?"

As cultivators, how can we be afraid of life and death? Isn’t this your daily teaching?

Master, you taught me before that one must die in life, so there is no need to be sad. The living will live a good life for the dead. Disciples will always remember these teachings.

Thank you Master, it is my greatest happiness that I can meet you. At Xuanyuan Outer Gate, your words, "Where is Yu Zecheng," are the greatest happiness in my life. When I am most desperate, give me light and the highest level. The recognition keeps me from being lonely and sinking.

Meeting you, Master, is my greatest happiness.

I'm sorry, Master. I feel that the deadly swordsmanship is about to move. I'm going to take the first step. Please take care of yourself.

Master, I can’t do it anymore, just let me kowtow to you again! "

After saying this, Yu Zecheng respectfully bowed down to Lord Nan Tianzhen, kowtowed three times, then stood up and walked towards Liu Shiyun.

Lord Nan Tianzhen sat there, motionless, confused, his heart was trembling for a moment, and his face was expressionless.

Yu Zecheng walked to Liu Shiyun's side, but did not stop and was still walking forward. At this time, the Xuanyuan disciples around him discovered that Yu Zecheng had become blind, and the death sword technique gradually took effect, and he could no longer see anything.

Brother Ye Han stretched out his hand and pulled him to Liu Shiyun's side. Yu Zecheng fumbled and picked up Liu Shiyun. Liu Shiyun looked at Yu Zecheng, touched Yu Zecheng's face with his hand, and said:

"Brother, I'm afraid we are really going to die this time, so we will live and die together. Knowing you is the greatest happiness in my life."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

“Yes, we are really going to die, live and die together.

Knowing you is also the greatest happiness in my life. But Shiyun, I have to give you a ride, otherwise you will die under this deadly swordsmanship. We will be destroyed physically and mentally without any chance. "

Liu Shiyun said:

"I know. In fact, I dreamed about this scene countless times. Every time, I died by your sword. Unexpectedly, I only dreamed about the beginning, not the ending. It turns out that this is how it is, and that's fine.

Come on, brother, send me away. "

Yu Zecheng shed tears, not knowing whether it was for Liu Shiyun or for himself, and said:

"Okay, sister. You go well. If there is an afterlife, I will marry you again. We will never be separated for three lives."

Liu Shiyun nodded and said:

"never separate."

The voice became weaker and weaker, and Liu Shiyun was about to be killed by that deadly swordsmanship.

Yu Zecheng instantly summoned the moment of brilliance, which was a sword. The sword pierced Liu Shiyun's chest, her heart was shattered, and the moment of brilliance let out a sad cry.

After one sword strike, Liu Shiyun was stabbed to death by Yu Zecheng. She died completely. She avoided the damage of the death sword technique, and her body and spirit were destroyed, and her soul escaped into reincarnation.

Yu Zecheng held Liu Shiyun's body and couldn't help but burst into tears. Everyone was sad.

After crying for a while, Yu Zecheng found that his legs were no longer able to move, he had completely lost feeling, and he was about to die.

He put down Liu Shiyun, turned around to face Lord Nan Tian, ​​opened his robe, exposed his chest, and said to the master:

"Master, please send this disciple to liberation."

Lord Nan Tianzhen stood up and walked towards Yu Zecheng with a staggering step. Looking at Yu Zecheng, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, I can't move my legs anymore. Let's send this disciple on his way, so that we can still have a chance to meet again.

Master, I have one thing to ask you. Shiyun said back then that she liked the Gele Grassland of Wuliang Sect. Please bury us there.

Master, come on, give this disciple one last ride. "

A flying sword appeared in Lord Nan Tianzhen's hand, but fell to the ground with a clang.

He shook his head and said:

"No, go to the grassland by yourself.

I am already old. If I want to die, it is better for me to die. Your life is more meaningful than mine.

The most important thing is that I can't face your death. If you want to die, I'll do it.

Xuanyuan disciples, listen, from today on, Yu Zecheng will be the leader of Xuanyuan. "

Lord Nan Tianzhen pulled Yu Zecheng up, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and said:

"You were still a child back then. Although you said you were strong and didn't complain that you were the Five Elements Spiritual Root, your eyes showed an extremely low self-esteem. That kind of sadness made my heart move, just like me back then.

So I replaced you with the ninth-level flying sword, because you have the five elements spiritual roots like me. If I can do it, so can you.

I am very happy to have you by my side these years. According to my calculations, our Xuanyuan Sword Sect will shine again, crushing all the people who come to us and becoming the number one in the world. Unfortunately I can't do it anymore.

Ze Cheng, live a good life, glorify Xuanyuan Sword Sect for me, make our Xuanyuan Sword Sect become the number one in the world, fulfill my wish, and regain the style of Zhongxing Patriarch.

Master teaches you the last method, which is the true meaning of my method of sacrificing life for righteousness.

Sacrificing one's life for righteousness can not only take away the origin of others, but also reverse the magic formula and give one's own origin to others, sacrificing one's life to save others. I will reshape your body and get rid of the invasion of the death sword technique.

I am very happy to meet you, and it is also the happiest thing for me to meet you. Goodbye, that's it. "

In an instant, Nan Tianzhen reversed the art of sacrificing one's life for righteousness, and poured his own supreme origin, supreme divine power, and his own life into Yu Zecheng's body.

In an instant, Lord Nan Tian began to wither, the Nascent Soul dissipated, and his flesh and blood gathered into Yu Zecheng's body.

At the same time, Yu Zecheng's flesh and blood began to reverse and returned to Nan Tianjun's body.

Yu Zecheng suddenly shouted:

"No, Master!!!"

Suddenly everything went dark.

I don't know how long it took, but Yu Zecheng woke up and opened his eyes to see that he was standing there intact, but his master was no longer there.

There was a mutilated corpse on the ground, with a strange shape, and a terrifying aura erupted, which was the fusion of himself and the master's mutilated corpse. The master used his own life, his own origin, and his own divine power to reshape a body for himself and get rid of the invasion of the death sword technique.

Yu Zecheng immediately wailed, hugged the corpse, and cried loudly. The sound was like a wolf howling, resounding through the sky.

Heroes don't cry, they just don't get sad yet.

In one day, the person I loved most, the person who loved me most, Master, and Shi Yun all died, leaving only myself in this world.

Painful and heartbroken, Yu Zecheng's eyes were gradually filled with blood and tears, and his heart was about to break. All the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect felt that their relatives, friends, brothers, and masters had died in the battle just now, and they all burst into tears and burst into tears.

Gradually, Yu Zecheng stopped crying and stood up. A powerful Nascent Soul aura appeared five hundred miles away.

Now Xuanyuan Sword Sect only has one Yuanying True Lord here, and all the disciples are extremely tired and miserable. After the war, Xuanyuan Sword Sect is at its lowest point, and the master has extremely high expectations for himself. He is for his master and for Xuanyuan Sword Sect. , now is not the time to be sad.

Yu Zecheng stood up and glanced into the distance. Under the great spiritual power, six fluctuations of Nascent Soul Lord appeared five hundred miles away.

At this time, only the Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples were left here. The other four sects had disappeared. Yu Zecheng stood up and said:

"All disciples, prepare to evacuate. Let's go home and return to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect."

Then he glanced at the fused corpses of himself and Lord Nan Tian on the ground. The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect who died in battle were all cremated on the spot and their ashes were taken back to the cemetery.

Yu Zecheng knelt down, stretched out his hand and said:

"Master, let's go home."

Suddenly a flame erupted and burned on the corpse, turning it into ashes in an instant.

Burn the remaining body to thank the teacher.

I see my master again. The master who led me on the road to immortality, who tirelessly taught me swordsmanship, who could stand in front of me at any time, and who could sacrifice everything for me, is completely gone.

Goodbye Master, my disciple will definitely fulfill your wish and make Xuanyuan Sword Sect the number one in the world.

Goodbye Master.

Burn the remaining body to thank the teacher.

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As I was writing this chapter, I couldn't help but shed tears. The characters in my novel died just like one of my own relatives.