Shuiyue Guanzhu thought this way, and the expression on his face became extremely exciting.

It's a pity that Lu Qingshan himself couldn't see this scene.

Because at this moment, thousands of symbols rushed up in his soul, and the golden light tore through the void and lined up together.

"The remaining four words of Manghuang..." Lu Qingshan muttered absentmindedly.

The sword opens the gate of heaven, which is a blessing given to all sword cultivators in the world.

But how much you can get from it varies from person to person.

And his harvest was already revealed - Manghuang's four words were touched at the same time.

Lu Qingshan was stunned, feeling the true meaning of flawlessness, comprehending various mysteries and changes, constantly evolving, understanding, and imitating.

It seemed like thousands of years had passed in an instant.

He was actually crazy for a moment, as if he was petrified, falling into a deep state of enlightenment, sensing all kinds of changes.

Lu Qingshan's sword skills have not yet been developed, but he can still gain enlightenment.

Symbols flew one after another, turning into light rain, various strange beasts, mountains and rivers, all things, the sun, moon and stars, undulating and undulating with his mind.

The sword energy is rumbling, the sword is swaying vertically and horizontally, and the sound of the sword is whistling and whistling in the ears.

The Six Words of Manghuang contains the life-long insights of a demon half-saint who is equivalent to the half-ancestor of the human race. It is extremely complex and infinitely powerful.

This is the foundation Lu Qingshan plans to use to consolidate the legal realm.

It's just that it is too difficult to digest and absorb such a powerful fighting method, turn it into one's own insights, and create one's own swordsmanship from it. I don't know how much time it will take, how many opportunities and opportunities will be needed...

But now, Li Qiubai has given the world's sword cultivators a fortune, and also given Lu Qingshan such an opportunity.

Lu Qingshan indulged himself in absorbing the infinite secrets and exploring the most powerful method, and he was as fascinated as he was intoxicated.

The center of his eyebrows began to glow, and a purple-gold lotus mark quietly emerged, shining like a magic lamp, revealing wisps of brilliance and reflecting the void.

Finally, a figure emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness, displaying various sword styles, so majestic that it shook the universe.

There is a supreme aura that spreads from this phantom, overwhelming the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Qingshan has become isolated from the outside world.

There is the luck of the sword on the outside, and the perception of the sword on the inside. The two changes happened almost at the same time, bringing about a great transformation.

Lu Qingshan traveled to Taixu, comprehended the Supreme Dharma, and gained huge rewards.

Finally, all the brilliance stabilized and turned back into the original runes of Manghuang Siyan. However, compared to before, these four symbols seemed extremely vivid and energetic at this moment.

In the outside world, the overwhelming sword luck was completely integrated into his body.

With a flick of the brush, Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, and he had digested all his thoughts.

At first, Manghuang Siyan was confused, but now he has stepped outside the threshold.

"Condensate", "welcome", "cut", "see".

This is the meaning of the remaining four words.

"It's done." After hearing these four words, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but get excited.

Although he has not created a new secret sword technique, everything is already different from before.

All he needs is the last step, which is to implement his own understanding of swordsmanship in the four words, so that he can understand his true secret swordsmanship and achieve perfection.

And when the six words of Manghuang were completed, it was the moment when he condensed the seeds of the legal realm, opened up the legal realm, and entered the combined state.

This was the pinnacle of his previous life.

All this won't be too far away.

After gradually recovering from the excitement, Lu Qingshan's vision gradually became clearer, and he was suddenly startled.

At some point, the master of Shuiyue Temple appeared three feet in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Some great things happened just now..." Master Shuiyue Temple said.

Lu Qingshan was in a daze for a while, then nodded slowly.

"The Chang'an Sword Immortal fell," he said in a hoarse voice: "He made a sword for all our swords when he went there."

"One sword opens the gate of heaven."

At this moment, even if he was not a sword cultivator, Shuiyue Temple Master was speechless and felt infinite respect.

"The last sword can still make the world's sword cultivator successful," she finally shook her head sadly, "the art of swordsmanship would be boring without such a romantic person."

Lu Qingshan was silent, only feeling the vitality reverberating in his chest.

"The way of swordsmanship that my sword cultivator cultivates, and the rivers and lakes we live in, there is no reason to get back as soon as you get mixed up. The waves behind push the waves ahead, and the tide always has to be higher." Finally, he cupped his fists in the direction of Chang'an City.

, said softly.

At this time, the enthusiasm in his chest had turned into a sudden burst of heroic spirit.

There was a murmur that echoed in Lu Qingshan's heart.

Li Qiubai, I will not make you too lonely.

.........

Chang'an City.

Everything is over.

The once arrogant Qing King Xia Qing, his flesh and blood shriveled up and turned into a mummy, lying on the ground.

However, the powerful physical body of the Half-Ancestor still releases a terrifying aura that should be avoided by strangers.

The spirit of death is still there.

This is the power of half-ancestor.

If no one takes action, Xia Qing's body will endure thousands of years without decay and become immortal.

But even the ten thousand years of splendid years, ten thousand years of planning, and ten thousand years of pride of such a peak physical practitioner all ended up returning to dust with Li Qiubei's sword.

In the palace.

As Li Qiubei disappeared between heaven and earth, the female leader slowly lowered her stretched out hand.

She turned her back to everyone, and although her face was filled with tears, she did not let out a sob.

But even so, everyone could clearly feel her endless sadness from her slightly trembling body and constantly shaking shoulders.

Hundreds of Daxia monks looked at Xia Zhao's back and the white clouds falling all over the sky like heavy snowfall. They restrained their auras and bowed deeply towards the direction where Li Qiubei disappeared.

Outside Xiazhou, Qingyun Sword Immortal also made a bow in this direction at this moment.

Seven thousand miles away, Lu Qingshan clasped his fists.

Beyond the endless mountains and rivers, the Chu Mu Shen clasped his fists in Tianhe City.

All the swordsmen in the city clasped their fists.

At Yumen Pass, Xia Daoyun holds his fists, and Jianzong Jianxiu holds his fists.

In the Seven Domains of the Human Race, all the human sword cultivators clasped their fists together.

Finally, everyone bowed.

...........

After the death of King Qing, the people of Chang'an City were completely wiped out. The city was almost empty, and everyone who was left was in confusion.

Fortunately, Xia Zhao is not dead, and the dragons are not leaderless.

After a long silence, Xia Zhao raised his hand again and wiped the water from his eyes.

"Immediately investigate and rescue the surviving monks in the city, and at the same time, report the matter to the Daodao Sect and Tianhe City as soon as possible to avoid a second riot in Qingzhou," she said.

The subsequent impact of this incident was too great.

A human half-ancestor, a human swordsman, and Xuanzun, the most powerful demon in the giant spirit demon clan died at the same time in Chang'an City.

This is an unprecedented event.

King Gyeong is regarded as a god in Gyeongju.

If the news of his death spreads, it will most likely cause unrest among the monks in Gyeongju.

It’s hard to imagine what kind of reaction the demons from the Tianmen Domain will have.

In addition, it is still unclear what chain reaction the massacre of Chang'an will cause.

This will be a time of turmoil, and all kinds of monsters and monsters may appear and take advantage of the situation.

All powerful monks in the human race must be notified as soon as possible to prepare in advance to avoid being caught off guard.

At this moment, the spiritual light transformed by the spirit boat and a sword light stopped over Chang'an City.
Chapter completed!