Although Bai Shu was shocked by the sudden attack of the Spirit Sword, after so many trainings in the world, his cultivation level could not be underestimated. In a flash, Bai Shu waved his hand and swept across his body. The moment the spirit sword stabbed, a black-colored virtual barrier formed in front of him.

Bai Shu lowered and shouted: "To be extremely empty, keep quiet and unreal, and never transform into eternal times!"

The Xujizhu in front of Bai Shu instantly made a brilliant and bright work, illuminating the night sky above the sword tomb that illuminated in an instant.

If the Taixu Sect's disciples saw Bai Shu's face, they would probably be shocked to let their chins fall. Ordinary people use the Weiji Damage but the light ink-colored Taiji Diagram flashed away. The spiritual power like Bai Shu has become substantial and shining. I dare not say that it is unique, but it is definitely rare.

The spiritual sword faced the Xujibian and stabbed it hard. Bai Shu had confidence in his Xujibian. As long as he was not a master above the Age of Heavenly Revelation Realm, this Xujibian would definitely be able to stand firm and not break it. But for some reason, at the moment when the Lingjian and Xujibian confronted each other, Bai Shu still had a bad premonition and could not stop feeling weak in his heart.

The tip of the sword touched the Xuji Bar, making a muffled sound, and then the light of the Xuji Bar disappeared, shattering bit by bit, like a broken mirror. The spiritual sword passed through the obstacle and continued to stab Bai Shu who was retreating.

Bai Shu had a firm face, his palm flipped up, and made a grip gesture to the spirit sword from the air. The broken Void barriers condensed again with Bai Shu's movements, and piece by piece clinging to the surface of the spirit sword, as if a large fluorescent net was weaving in the night sky, tightly entangling the spirit sword, and trying to stop it from stabbing Bai Shu.

The sect leader was stunned by the sight of the side and praised in a low voice: "Preserve the original heart, be distorted but not confused, avoid its sharpness, and move at the right time..."

The sect leader said this, but the meaning of appreciation in his tone is difficult to explain. Perhaps there are really monsters like geniuses in this world. Some people are born to be more adaptable to battle than others, and some people are born to have more insights into Taoism. Seeing Bai Shu fighting is like studying military books and military techniques, or watching a song and dance, pleasing to the eye.

The spirit sword suddenly stopped in the large net woven by the Xuji barrier. Before the sword could be completed, a red sword energy broke through the air and took Bai Shu's face.

When Bai Shu was chased, his heart became angry and suddenly stabilized his body. His right hand was half-opened into a claw and swept past him. As Bai Shu's right hand moved, a long sword condensed into the void in the trajectory drawn by his right hand.

Bai Shu held the sword in both hands, lowered the plate slightly, used the sword as a knife, and even slashed hard at the red sword light. Wherever the Qi sword passed, there were gusts of wind and thunder.

The two swords intersected, the spiritual energy and the sword light disintegrated, the clouds and rain stopped in the field, and suddenly there was no sound.

"Bah..." Bai Shu tilted his head and spat lightly, wiped the sweat stains in his palm. It was Bai Shu's first attempt to use the two moves of "The Empty Barrier to Make a Net" and "The Transformation of Qi" as a Sword. Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good. The biggest difference between Bai Shu and others is the control of spiritual energy. In addition, Lu Jingxiu's teachings, Bai Shu used any Taoist technique at this moment, as if he was like a fish in water, and the dragon gate just jumped past, and he had just entered the realm of transformation.

Bai Shu looked at the spiritual sword hovering in the air, waved his hand to let the spiritual net dissipate, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Thinking that the spiritual sword had broken through all the methods, he still had no choice but to do anything to him, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

But before Bai Shu could be proud, he heard the sect leader’s reminder: “Be careful.”

Bai Shu then noticed that when the spirit sword turned, his face turned from dark red to light blue. The offensive reunited and stabbed towards Bai Shu again.

Bai Shu didn't care about his demeanor at this moment and opened his mouth and cursed: "Dao Master has no desire to covet it, why bother chasing Dao Master?"

Only after Bai Shu said something, the sect leader understood that Bai Shu was indeed a Taoist person and a Taoist ghost when he died.

The sect leader sighed quietly and reminded: "Silly boy, it is teaching you another move of the Heavenly Sword Technique, so why not watch it! It is asking you now, have you learned it?"

Bai Shu was stunned when he heard this. He was only concerned about managing his own defense, but he didn't spend much effort on studying the opponent's attack. The sect leader's reminder at this moment was not only just right, but also enlightened. In any battle, studying the attack of his opponent is definitely the only way to make himself stronger.

But when fighting, it is also important to focus on being fully focused and not being distracted. While organizing your own offensive and defense, you can also spend time to understand the opponent's offensive. This is tantamount to an extremely difficult thing. But fortunately, Bai Shu is fighting at this moment.

After a few rounds, Bai Shu gradually understood the routine of this spirit sword. This was not a desperate pursuit at all, but a communication between teachers and students. The spirit sword seemed to be teaching Bai Shu the lost Heavenly Sword technique in an extremely unique way.

At this moment, not only Bai Shu, who was wandering in the sword light and sabre shadows, but also the sect leader watching on the side benefited a lot.

Before he knew it, the fish belly in the east was slightly white, and the mountain wind blowing from the sword tomb was filled with a hint of peach blossom fragrance. Bai Shu finally grabbed the hilt of the spirit sword with his hands after turning around.

The spiritual energy active on the sword tomb no longer boiled in an instant, and it calmed down at an astonishing speed. The mountain wind silenced, and the cold moon shone brightly.

Bai Shu grabbed the spiritual sword that had been chasing him all night, and raised it in front of him to watch with the faint moonlight.

The sword body is engraved with a few small characters in ancient seal script, and the sword body is inscription: Dreams of Floating Life, all of which are scattered.

Bai Shu sighed to the sky. The sky under the twilight was a layer of gauze covered on the Biluo Mountain. Even the moonlight seemed to be dyed, with gray and black intertwined together.

The sect leader asked Bai Shu: "Have you learned it?"

Bai Shu didn't say anything, but still looked up at the lingering mist in the sky. He was still thinking about the six-character inscription left by the sword in his mind. This seemed to be a story, and it was also a warning.

The dreams of life are gone!

Is the end of the world a waste?

Bai Shu suddenly raised his sword, shaking and pointing to the Milky Way in Dongluo's Sky, lifting a light sting.

The entire Biluoshan spiritual vein shook with Bai Shu's movements, and then the majestic spiritual energy that was as vast as the sea flowed into the night sky above Bai Shu's head like a rushing stream.

A thumping sound suddenly came from the sword tomb, and it was heard incessantly, and it sounded like a drum beat. The stone tablets that sealed the tomb were turned up, revealing the famous swords of all dynasties that were covered inside.

After the dust flew, the mist in the night sky disappeared without a trace, replaced by the vast galaxy, which was faintly purple and bright starlight. Under the stars, there was a deserted tomb at the top of the Sword Sect, with thousands of swords roaring together, like cuckoos crying blood.

, it is like a bone pin and steel burst.

Bai Shu's long clothes fluttered under the starlight, and the clothes were covered with moonlight and starlight. The talisman paper for hair behind his head was rushing in the night wind. It seemed that he could walk away with his sword at any time, as if he was just a fairy Taoist who accidentally banished to Dongluo.

The immortal Taoist is holding a spiritual sword in his hand and enjoying the highest etiquette of the Dongluo Qianjian Sect. For thousands of years, no one in the Sword Sect can do this.

Bai Shu was killed by Yang, and he worked tirelessly to bring Yin Thorn back to Dongluo. When he rescued Ye Taoling in the Star Courtyard, he let the Spirit Sword feel his indomitable sword intent. He brought it to Dongluo, and he gained their recognition. All of this has a cause, the origin and the fate, and it is just the four words "time and fate".

The sect leader looked at Bai Shu under the starry sky, and his eyes seemed to be blown into the sand by the mountain wind, and he felt a little tearful. She carefully examined the famous swords of all generations that bowed their heads and worshipped. She had been able to tell the heart-wrenching stories behind these famous swords as clearly as she had been a child.

The sect leader murmured: "Thousand Swords Confront the Sect! Thousand Swords Confront the Sect! This must be the prosperity of my Sword Sect. The second sect of Qiankun has produced Taoling and Bai Shu. The rise and fall of the sect depends entirely on you to control it."

Bai Shu didn't expect that the sect leader would take him to the Dongluo Sword Sect with just a word. He was suddenly a little ridiculous and hurried, so he put away the spirit sword and put his hands behind his back.

As the spirit sword gathered its light, thousands of swords on the sword tomb returned to the tomb cave in one after another, and continued to sleep here. Bai Shu breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly said, "There are six characters in the inscription on the sword body, which is the dream of floating life, and they all scattered."

Bai Shu thought to himself, "The first word of the name of this spiritual sword is the word "Dream", and if it is used to interpret the word "Dream" and use the word "Dream" to form words, it is nothing more than "Dream" scattered, or "Dream is gone, or "Dream is gone, or "Dream is gone," or "Dream is gone," he said.

Bai Shu smiled disdainfully: "These words are too frivolous, how can they be matched with their peerless charm?"

Bai Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head and looked at the galaxy in the sky: "Every dream in this world, no matter how gorgeous or beautiful it is, will finally be an empty day."

Bai Shu thought of Ling Wen'er, Bai Fangyun, Luo Shilan and Ye Taoling, and his distant past lives.

Bai Shu stared at the gorgeous and dreamy spots in the galaxy, and thought of what Ling Wen'er had said to him:

Every star in this galaxy represents a person in the world. It doesn’t matter if a person leaves. He will still shine in the distant galaxy to light up your eyes.

Bai Shu still remembers the happy smile on her face when Ling Wen'er pointed at the night sky with her finger. She said: It's not that your father doesn't love you, but he can't be with you, but he will use another way to silently protect you and accompany your growth.

I don’t know when Bai Shu’s eyes were also wet. He thought of the blessing that Bai Fangyun left to him, and thought of Ling Wen’er’s care for him. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Bai Shu was a poor person without a home, but Bai Shu knew in his heart that he had received much more love than anyone else.

"Some dreams may not have disappeared, they have just gone away. They have just gone away from you, and continue to accumulate these beautiful pasts in a place with a gloomy starry sky."

Bai Shu closed his eyes, and the starry lights were locked outside Bai Shu's world in an instant. He confirmed: "The name of this sword is Mengli!"
Chapter completed!