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Chapter 493 Is Master Not Happy?
Xuan Wei looked at the little apprentice walking in front of her, with a helpless smile on his face.

"As a teacher, I look forward to the day when you will surpass me in strength, but when I see that day approaching, I don't feel very happy." Xuan Wei said.

For Xuanwei and Fuling, they are the only natural sword bodies other than themselves that the other has ever seen. Even though Xuanwei himself is much more indifferent than ordinary people, he is not so emotional.

But the Fuling in front of him didn't even have any expression on his face. After half a year, seeing him in such an unusual scene, he didn't even show any expression of joy.

As her master, he should have been happy that she was only one step away from the realm of the unity of human and sword, but at the same time, he also missed that gentle and lovely little girl when she first came to Zixiaozong.

"I'm still much weaker than Master. Is it because Master doesn't go out to keep this law?" Fu Ling looked at the sealed paper in front of Xuanwei.

"As long as this law is sealed, we human monks will still have the hope of reversal, but if it is allowed to break through the seal, the history of human monks will be over. I don't know how long I can hold on. If I fall, I will You will take over, Fuling."

"This is not like Master's approach." Fu Ling said: "Master has never been a person who will not run away. If there is a difficulty in front of you, as long as you have a sword in your hand, no matter how difficult it is, it will not be able to stop your progress."

Fuling walked up to Xuanwei, sat down cross-legged in front of him, and persuaded: "Master, let's fight out. I have seen all the ancient demons outside, and Jizhi has also come. The three of us together, even if It is not enough to kill all the ancient great demons, but it is enough to bring Zixiaozong back to its former appearance."

The little apprentice was within easy reach, and Xuan Wei felt as if he had returned to those peaceful and beautiful days in a trance.

He reached out and stroked Fu Ling's hair, which was a gentle movement that he had never done before, and the emotion in his eyes was also a kind of tenderness that Fu Ling would not notice now.

"It's different this time. Even if the other ancient monsters are down, there is still an aster that we can't defeat. If the aster is not destroyed, the ancient monster will continue to live." Xuan Wei naturally knew that the three of them joined forces You can go out and save Zixiaozong, but even so, all this will not end now.

"200 years ago, I knew that such a day would come sooner or later. If the Great Three Thousand Worlds is to continue to be held in the hands of human monks, it can only be supported by generations of monks in exchange for future generations. reproduce."

When Xuan Wei knew this secret from the previous generation in charge, he still didn't take it seriously, but until that day came, he understood everything.

"Fu Ling, have you already made a choice? Your emotions, your friends in the school, let go of all these, and walk alone. Are you willing to go on this road?" Xuan Wei asked.

"I didn't make a choice, it's just like this. From the moment Master chose me and I became a sword cultivator, I've been on this path. Master, are you still confused about your swordsmanship?" Fu Ling will These are all taken for granted, and even asked Xuanwei back.

"I'm not as good as you." Xuan Wei sighed.

"If it is your wish to end all of this, I will fulfill this wish for you for the last time as a teacher. Let the Great Three Thousand Realms return to the hands of human monks." When Xuanwei finished speaking, No. 30 Three of Hidden Sword Pavilion The entire layer was instantly covered by frost.

The spiritual power in Xuanwei's body began to fluctuate, which was far greater than the fluctuation of Fu Ling's spiritual power when she was enlightened in Bishuitian.

The white light of Tianlei shone across the entire sky in this world. Whether it was the disciples who were still struggling in Zixiao Sect or the monks from other places in the Great Three Thousand Realms, they were all shocked by this scene.

Even many years ago, when there was a powerful ascension, there had never been such a terrifying sky thunder. It seemed to punish all the creatures in this world.

"Master, are you going to break through?" Fuling had heard some rumors about Xuanwei's suppression of the realm, and she was more curious about Xuanwei's move. How powerful it is.

Seeing that there was no reluctance or worry on the little apprentice's face, Xuan Wei sighed again and again.

She knew that, to him, this was not ascension, but death.

"Fu Ling, I cannot pass on the position of peak master to you. You will probably be able to ascend to the upper realm in a short time. When you go out, I will pass on the position of peak master to your elder brother Lin Qingyue will inherit."

"The law of heaven will be completely destroyed under my sword, and this hidden sword pavilion will not need anyone to guard it in the future."

"I'm not a competent peak master, nor a competent master. Your elder brother will definitely be able to do better than me. In the future, Ling Yanfeng should be lively."

Fuling's expression fluctuated, Xuanwei's confession to herself didn't seem like the joy of ascension, only the helplessness of parting.

"Is Master not happy?" she asked.

The corner of Xuanwei's mouth curled up into a smile, but the eyes that looked at her were filled with sadness that had never been seen before.

"It would be great if I could go to the upper realm with you and continue to be a master and apprentice."

When the words fell, Xuanwei's realm had crossed the stage of transforming gods to crossing the catastrophe, the sky thunders had fallen one after another, the entire Tibetan Sword Pavilion and even Lingyan Peak were shaking, only the area where Xuanwei and Fuling were located Without moving, Tianlei failed to hurt the two of them.

Fu Ling watched Xuan Wei get up, his Shui unsheathed without a breath, the icy sword intent and the group of weapons following her were all frozen.

On Lingyan Peak, the monsters that Lin Qingyue was dealing with suddenly froze in an instant, and then disappeared completely.

At Taichu Peak, Yuan Zhen was fighting an ancient monster, but he suddenly felt cold all over, and then the ancient monster in front of him, and all the monsters around him, were instantly killed by the cold sword energy.

The same scene was also played out in other places of Zixiaozong. The Zixiaozong, which was captured by the ancient demon, recovered its clarity in a very short period of time.

Among them, the disciples of the Zixiao Sect who were fighting hard couldn't react a little bit, and they all looked in the direction of the hidden sword pavilion when they reacted in ancient times.

The top of the hidden sword pavilion is gathering all the aura and thunder, and there is even greater ice and snow sword intent.

"Fu Ling, this is also the last lesson that I can teach you as a teacher, some experience in using sword intent." Xuanwei's realm at this time has reached the middle stage of the tribulation, he flew out of the hidden sword pavilion, and came to Ziwan and the rest of the sword. In front of a group of ancient great demons.

Fu Ling didn't follow Xuan Wei immediately, she looked at the suppressed law of heaven and earth on the piece of paper, the words were gradually fading away.

The souls of the sword cultivators who were originally crowded on this floor became more and more transparent.

(End of this chapter)