Fantasy: Invincibility starts from the innate holy body and dao embryo

"Actually...it doesn't matter if the world knows it or not, as long as someone inherits his will...the story about Master Ghost Sword Immortal will never end..."

.....

"is it?"

"I think I get it."

Su Changge went straight to another direction without looking back.

He understood the meaning of the old man with the sword on his back at Nine Burial Sword Mountain.

The four wonders in the eyes of the world are actually just the mausoleum of Ghost Sword Immortal.

And the reason why the old man with the sword is sleeping here is also to guard the longing in his heart.

Even if the Nine Burial Sword Mountain has disappeared, as long as the old man with the sword is still alive.

Even an inconspicuous small stone pile can be regarded as a sustenance to Ghost Sword Immortal.

"But what I want to say is."

Su Changge stopped, but didn't look back: "The legend that belongs to the teacher will never end, because it will be continued by me."

Hearing this, the old man with the sword on his back was taken aback.

Then he actually laughed, he laughed a little relieved, and laughed so hard that tears flowed out again.

"Is that so...the thing I couldn't do..."

"Just please..."

He called out his long bronze sword.

This is the first long sword given to him by Ghost Sword Immortal after he became the sword boy of Ghost Sword Immortal.

The name is: Wangchuan.

Even though the body of the sword has long been covered with rust, he still regards it as a treasure.

"Forget the river, forget the river... forget the memory, forget the old man..."

"But I...how can I forget?"

Pfft!

A red flower blooms in the black and white world, and images flash across the petals.

"Master Zhang Wudao... this ghost beast is too strong, don't try to be brave!"

"How many times have I told you, don't call me by my name! Call me Lord Sword Immortal!"

"What's wrong with ghosts and beasts? How many times have I told you that with a sword in your hand, you can kill everything!"

.....

"Master Zhang...Ghost Sword Immortal...Am I really not talented in sword practice...?"

"Yeah, you really didn't."

"But why do you still want me to be your sword boy...?"

"I just want to prove one thing."

"Prove one thing?"

"What I want to prove is that the body of an ant is also comparable to a god."

.....

"Thousands of thousands of years of swordsmanship, I am the ghost sword fairy of Huangquan!"

"Little Heizi, as my sword-holding boy, why are you so weak? Continue to practice swords for me!"

.....

"puff...."

The long sword pierced the chest, and the flesh and blood kept flying, and the blood flowed out from the corner of the sword-carrying old man's mouth uncontrollably.

But he couldn't feel the pain at all. At this moment, he saw the picture of spending time with Ghost Sword Immortal.

They went from weak to strong.

From killing ghosts and beasts, to killing ghost kings, and finally killing immortals...

"grown ups...."

The hand holding the sword of the old man with the sword trembled a little, but the corner of his mouth was filled with a long-lost smile.

"Don't blame me..."

"Just let me continue to follow you in another world..."

Even though his vitality was rapidly disappearing, he still had a smile on his face.

He had never been so relieved.

Pfft!

Hearing the voice behind him, Su Changge's footsteps suddenly stopped.

But he still didn't look back.

He just looked up at the sky and sighed again.

Tang Wu'er's heart was twisted like a knife, and she asked in a low voice: "Young master, why do you want to look at him..."

As if afraid of offending Su Changge, Tang Wu'er quickly fell silent.

Su Changge didn't care about this, but said indifferently: "Separation is the most painful thing."

"What's more, the friendship between the old man with the sword and the teacher has already existed for countless years."

"If I stop him this time, it is inevitable that he will have such thoughts in the future."

Su Changge continued to walk forward, but still did not look back.

"It's a cruel thing to stop a person from pursuing what he wants to pursue."

"I am just a witness, how can I understand the feelings of the people in the play."

The world is empty.

There are only two figures walking away from here.

Behind them is another scene.

A pile of stones.

A bloody sword.

A man who let go.

and an old memory.

This place will no longer be the four wonders of Huangquan.

It is a place where stories meet again.

It's birds and plum blossoms.

Or Wangchuan and Huangquan.

Chapter 253 Land of the Dead Sea, City of Bones, Unknown Myth

And what happened at Nine Burial Sword Mountain swept the entire Huangquan Realm like a storm.

In a city near the endless sea of ​​bones, it is called the city of bones.

The City of White Bone has a special geographical location, different from the burial ground. Although it is close to the northern border, the Dead Sea is closer to the central area of ​​the Yellow Spring Realm, the Yellow Spring Land.

And the construction of the entire city of bones is also extremely particular.

On the pitch-black plain, the only whiteness is the Bone City carved with countless bones.

The city wall is made up of the dead bones of all kinds of weird creatures, not to mention some human bones.

The huge city gate with a height of several thousand feet was made of the skull of an ancient creature.

Even though it has been dead for a long time, the bloody aura revealed above still makes people shudder.

Also in an inn.

The strangely shaped creatures of the underworld are discussing something intensely.

"One of the four mysteries in the underworld, I haven't tried it yet."

A ghost cultivator drank the Styx wine in the glass in one gulp.

He hiccupped, and a ghost spat out from his mouth: "There is only one missing! That damned human race is really hateful!"

"Hehe! Even your cultivation level is worthy of breaking through? You don't even have a Saint Realm, why are you rushing to deliver food?!"

Immediately afterwards, another person laughed and said: "Besides, this place is not far from the endless sea of ​​bones. If you want to be famous, then go there for a walk!"

The man's mocking words immediately woke up most of the ghost cultivator.

To the Endless Sea of ​​Bones?

If you put the four inconceivables of Huangquan into a ranking.

That endless sea of ​​bones is definitely one of the best!

The once crippled Lord of the Ghost Temple entered it, and after surviving from it, finally got the supreme opportunity.

How terrifying is it to achieve the position of ghosts and gods, and even to dominate the whole of Huangquan?

boom! !

At this time, the door of the inn was kicked open.

A dozen sergeants in pitch-black armor walked in directly.

"What are you doing, my lord...?"

The waiter at the inn hurried up to greet him with a flattering look on his face.