The severe pain emerged from Chen Rui's mind, as if his whole body was about to be broken. As the vitality slowly faded, Chen Rui murmured: "The Immortal God Calamity, the heaven and earth return to the ruins!"

The moment he finished speaking, his entire body, including the soul, exploded. As it exploded, blood sprinkled all over the palace. The whereabouts of these blood were all the long sword magic weapons on the battlefield.

These magic weapons disappeared immediately when they were stained with the man's blood, turning into sword intent and spreading the world. Just a few breaths, the entire palace was trapped in a sea of ​​sword intent, and countless purple and golden lotus flowers bloomed in full bloom.

These purple lotus flowers formed an unimaginable restriction, imprisoning everyone here, and the ocean of sword-intention was spreading, rolling and collapsing the three sword-holding abyssmen. The three of them had bitter mouths, and their bodies gradually lost all their vitality, and then stood there motionlessly.

It was even more sweeping across the sword-in-the-sea man that enveloped the last abyss, and this man gradually lost his vitality and maintained his movements during his lifetime.

Time passed slowly, Chen Rui sat there motionlessly, and the scenes in his mind continued, flashing one by one. In the picture, I don’t know how many years have passed, and all the monks around him have lost their vitality. Only those who have been killed by Yang Jian Fenghuo’s great magical power and sword technique are burning endlessly.

On this day, all the purple lotus flowers collapsed, and the magical ban here was slowly lifted, and even the original sea of ​​sword energy disappeared. A lotus light ball slowly emerged in the air and then fell quietly on the stone platform.

With the appearance of the purple golden lotus light ball, a strange aura spread out and soon filled the entire palace. Then it rushed out of the palace and permeated in this strange dark world. Chen Rui could see that this aura had a guardian meaning, blocking those who intended to come here.

The picture in Chen Rui's mind dissipated, and his whole body shook. At the same time, the change began again. The picture in his mind retreated wildly until it retreated countless years ago. In the end, the picture was frozen on a huge meteorite in the starry sky.

This huge meteorite was very strange and did not move in the starry sky.

There were only two people on this huge meteorite at this moment. One was a man in white who was standing on the platform before, but the man in white was still a teenager at this moment. The other was a man sitting with his back to him. The man looked middle-aged, but there was an endless vicissitudes of life all over his body. At this moment, he was staring at a strange stone in front of him.

"Hey, are you the legendary sword master, wandering sword? "The young man asked. However, the middle-aged man did not answer.

The boy was a little angry and was about to speak when he saw two people flying from the starry sky in the distance. The two men came in a fierce manner. As soon as they stepped onto the meteorite, one of them said, "Is this the legendary place where the Emperor of Heaven's Nether Stone landed?"

The other man slowly stepped forward, walked to the middle-aged man's root, looked at the strange stone in front of the man, reached out his hand, and said, "Haha, this thing is destined to be known to anyone, since you can only sit here and stare, I guess you have no chance with you, so I'd better give it to me."

As soon as the words came to an end, the moment the person's finger was about to touch the strange stone, the whole world suddenly stopped, as if time no longer flowed.

"Puchi!" The moment the boy reacted, the two of them had been cut into powder by countless sword energy and then disappeared between heaven and earth.

The young man couldn't help but take two steps back and looked at the scene in surprise. But soon he calmed down, his eyes became hot, and he said excitedly: "This kind of swordsman's magical power, the senior must be the legendary wandering sword. The younger Xuanyuan Zijinlian came here to worship his senior as his master."

However, the middle-aged man did not answer.

The boy was stunned and said, "If you don't speak, you will agree. Since you have agreed, I will kneel down and perform the ceremony of apprenticeship."

The middle-aged man was still silent and did not answer.

The boy scratched his head and continued, "I am a member of the Xuanyuan clan. It is your honor to be able to worship you as your teacher. I will kneel down now."

After saying that, the young man knelt down and bowed, saying, "Disciple Zijinlian, pay homage to Master." However, the middle-aged man did not answer.

The young man couldn't help feeling embarrassed. If he stood up at this moment, wouldn't he be disrespectful to his master? If he just knelt down, but the person in front of him did not admit that he was his disciple, wouldn't he suffer a great loss?

"Don't die, I'll be unable to kneel down for a long time. You always feel soft-hearted." The young man had a stubborn temper and decided to kneel down.

However, time slowly passed, one day, one month, one year to ten years. The middle-aged man did not say anything, he just stared at the strange stone in front of him.

On this day, a middle-aged man wearing a fiery red robe came to the meteorite. When he saw the kneeling boy, he was stunned and murmured: "Another person who wants to become a disciple."

The boy said, "Who are you and why are you here?"

The middle-aged man said, "I am Tianyuan Xing Qianbianyu. Where is your boy from?"

The young man replied: "I'm afraid I'll scare you half of my life when I say it. I'm the Xuanyuan Zijinlian of the Xuanyuan clan."

Qian Renyu just smiled, but he did not stop the young man from kneeling for a long time, but walked forward and looked at the strange stone carefully.

The boy stopped him and said, "Hey, don't touch that stone, it will cause death."

Qian Renyu smiled and said, "Is that true?" After that, he sat cross-legged, with a very focused expression. Then the sword energy surrounded his whole body, stretched out his left hand, and gently stroked the strange stone.

The boy couldn't help but squint his eyes in fear, but the terrible scene before did not happen.

"They cannot touch this stone, which does not mean that I cannot, nor does it mean that you can." Qian Renyu smiled.

Then he put away his left hand, and saw Qian Renyu flip his right hand, and a fiery red sword appeared in his hand, saying to the middle-aged man who had never said anything, "This trip to Zhongzhou, my purpose has been achieved, so I will return the sword of my senior."

However, the middle-aged man still didn't speak.

Qian Renyu nodded and said, "Senior mean, this sword will be given to me? Then I will be disrespectful."

Xuanyuan Zijinlian couldn't help but sneer: "He didn't say anything, you can't force the comments. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen a shameless person as shameless as you."

Qian Renyu said, "He said it."

The boy said, "Do you think I'm deaf? Why didn't I hear him?"

Qian Renyu said: "He did say it, but you did not hear it."

The boy couldn't help but be stunned and wanted to argue, but he saw that Qian Renyu had already put the long sword in his storage bag, and the middle-aged man did not stop him.

The boy had to change the topic and asked, "Hey, is this person really the legendary sword master, who has never been worshipped, a wandering sword? "

Qian Renyu nodded and said, "Indeed, he is the unique sword master, Wandering Sword Master. You are here to become a disciple, but just like this, he will not accept you as his disciple. If it weren't for your talent group, it would have turned into a pile of powder at this moment, and it seems that your chance is not small."

(End of this chapter)
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