One Sword Seals Immortals

On Lotus Mountain, Vajra Sect, and Seven Star Pagoda, the fire was raging into the sky.

The flames had swept everything, but there was still no movement on the top of the tower, and there was no sign of Yinglongcheng.

The general of the Dayue Clan felt a little uneasy, and finally drew out his scimitar, ready to fight in person.

A deputy approached the general's ear and said in a low voice, "General, wait a moment. I still remember what His Royal Highness the county king once told me. This master swordsman may not be really an old man. Maybe this is the person he wants..."

Su Han Lagu frowned and said, "What time is it already? How can you be merciful when besieging a dignified master? The king of Tangyi County has always been moody, and this time it's just a momentary pleasure. I will naturally explain to him when I go back!"

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, the subordinates stopped persuading him.

Fu Hanzhou met the enemy with a shepherd's stick, and he had to devote all his internal strength to fight against the sharp gold and iron blade.

In this way, he couldn't help panting slightly after confronting this Suhan Lagu for more than a dozen moves.

Su Han Lagu proudly said: "At the end of the crossbow, how long can you hold on?"

Fu Hanzhou said coldly: "It's enough to see you dying."

"What a hard bone!" Su Han Lagu gritted his teeth.

The battle is still underway under the Seven Star Tower.

And the tower is also very dangerous.

The fire quickly spread, and the heat waves rose layer by layer, making Fengliying sweaty.

But he couldn't care about anything else, he just wanted to wake up Ying Longcheng and let him go down to help Fu Hanzhou.

At this time, he was standing outside the window of the quiet room, and saw Ying Longcheng and Wu Nian in the room, cool and sweatless, their clothes not moving, and their eyes closed tightly, as if a god was standing in front of the word "Tao".

And this way has evolved for a day and a night.

At first that night, Feng Liying could still see the clues that the auras of the two were fighting, and the invisible sword aura was swimming in the whole room like a fish, sometimes submerging into the air between heaven and earth.

Later, the sword energy disappeared, leaving only the pure sword intent, causing dust in the room to rise from the ground, and everything was as quiet as stagnation.

After that, Feng Liying couldn't understand that realm anymore, and only felt that Yinglong City was almost integrated into the word "Tao", and if he didn't keep his eyes on it, he might disappear in the next second.

Finally, at this moment, the hoarse cry of the eagle in the wind spread into the quiet room, which seemed to only make Ying Longcheng's eyelids move slightly, but the next moment it fell silent again.

"when--"

On the top of the Seven Star Tower, the giant bell rang due to the heat wave.

The way of the sword is soundless and invisible, but it makes the Seven Star Tower seem to be independent of this world, and has nothing to do with the disturbance below.

The stars hang down all over the field, and the white dew turns into frost.

It seems that three thousand worlds will be quietly born in it.

Under the Seven Star Pagoda, in the Sword Pool, hundreds of rusted swords rippled in the water.

The heavenly question hanging under the starry night is self-sounding without anyone.

In the end it turned into a white light and flew towards the top of the Seven Star Tower.

The moonlight is bright and dim tonight, but at this time, it shines through the mountains and rivers, illuminating every flower and leaf on the Lianhua Mountain.

"when--"

The bell is long.

The elite soldiers besieging the Seven Star Tower held down the sabers on their waists in astonishment, but they couldn't resist the trembling sound they made in the scabbard.

Arhat, who was meditating and chanting sutras, also felt something in his heart, raised his head, and muttered to himself:

"Swordsmanship is like a god, almost like Tao..."

At this moment, everyone looked up and looked into the fire that was as bright as day.

"when----"

When the bell of the Seven Star Tower rang for the third time, they all saw the aurora in the sky.

No, that's not Aurora.

It was the shadow of the sword, like nine dragons moving through the night.

In the boundless sword shadow, everyone seemed to see the most shocking scene they had ever seen in their lives.

Some people see Zhongnan Mountain covered in heavy snow all year round, some people see the storm on the sea sweeping the whole world, some people see the iron hooves of thousands of troops stepping across the border...

Some people also saw the drizzle on the Xiaoxiang Mountain, the flowers flowing down the river, the fleeting eyes in the black pot dam, and a plum blossom on the window sill on a moonlit night.

In the quiet room, the word "Tao" is automatic without wind, and the strokes on it are like the feathers of a golden-winged roc, almost flying out of the sky.

Wu Nian murmured, "Thirteen Heavenly Questions..."

"At the beginning of the ancient times, who preached it?"

"No self, no sword, the world is ruthless!"

"Enlightened, enlightened..."

The aurora suddenly scattered.

The Seven Star Pagoda was extremely quiet, as if there had never been any visions, only the fire was raging.

Fu Hanzhou was still looking up blankly, and suddenly there was a premonition that made him extremely frightened.

But he didn't know what it was yet.

Fu Hanzhou was still in a daze, and he didn't realize that Su Hanlagu had come to his senses behind him.

A dark and sharp weapon came viciously from behind Fu Hanzhou.

Yingren Fengli was still in the air, and shouted: "Be careful behind you!!!"

When Fu Hanzhou turned his head, he saw only a calm sword light, and it was difficult to describe its beauty in words.

Although he hasn't seen anyone yet, there is already a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because he knew it was Yinglong City's sword.

This is indeed a question from heaven.

Its owner came down from the top of the Seven Star Tower, like a banished fairy descending into the world, a glimpse of the sky, the sword in his hand even surpassed the words and the moonlight.

This sword directly cut off Su Han Lagu's knife and his right hand.

But the power never stopped, even split the bluestone floor of the Vajra Sect, split the ground, until it split the mountain gate, it was like a natural disaster.

The appearance of Yinglong City dispelled the remaining morale of the enemy.

They saw the vision on the Seven Star Pagoda with their own eyes, and they even worshiped him as a god, and they didn't dare to raise their weapons anymore, and they all fled away.

And Ying Longcheng didn't care about the escape of these people, he just looked at Fu Hanzhou from the beginning to the end.

The tip of Tianwen's sword fell to the ground.

Her black hair was like a waterfall, her white clothes were like crane feathers, and a black and white ice silk sword fringed gently.

Ying Longcheng's Qingjun's face was clearly defined under the moonlight, and it was vaguely the same as the independent sword god when he first came to Kuaixia Academy a few months ago, which made people feel familiar but strange.

But at this moment, he was frowning tightly, staring at him with a complex look that Fu Hanzhou had never seen before.

Fu Hanzhou couldn't take his eyes off him, and said in a low voice, "You... have you reached the realm of being too ruthless?"

Ying Longcheng lowered his eyes and fixed his eyebrows, with a smear of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he said softly, "Fu Hanzhou, why did you show up?"

Fu Hanzhou was stunned.

Ying Longcheng closed his eyes and said: "I should have washed my sword with the world of mortals, tried my shoes with mountains and rivers, walked alone, lived alone and died alone, cut off all the spring breeze, and returned with the sword... I should have been a pure swordsman, Don't be influenced by anyone, Fu Hanzhou, you ruined my way of swordsmanship.

"—You just happened to show up and ruin everything!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Tian Wen got out of the sheath with hatred!

Like the moonlight dividing the sky and the earth, the sword whizzed past Fu Hanzhou.

The sword energy traveled for thousands of miles, submerging into the Lianhua Mountain, causing the mountain stream to be blocked, thousands of tree crowns to make an uproar, the giant bell on the Seven Star Pagoda to roar, and the monstrous flames to fall.

But only Fu Hanzhou, not even an inch of his clothes was lifted.

At this moment, Fu Hanzhou seemed to understand the regret in his heart, looked at him and said in a low voice: "The worry Gu has been unlocked. You remembered the sword and everything, but are you still unhappy?"

"When I think of Tianwen, I think of you; when I think of Hanzhou, I think of you again. Thirty years of travel, and [-] miles away, I vividly remember you, how can I let go of it?" Ying Longcheng said.

Fu Hanzhou said, "I'm sorry."

"Fu Hanzhou!" Ying Longcheng said coldly, "From now on, the way of the sword will no longer exist, and you will be my way."

……

Thunder exploded in the sky.

On the Lianhua Mountain, it started to rain heavily.

Most of the people have already fled, and there are only ruins left in place.

The fire on the Seven Star Pagoda gradually subsided in the rain, turning into green smoke and spreading everywhere.

After all, Fu Hanzhou was exhausted due to the residual poison in his body and fell forward.

Feng Liying subconsciously wanted to fly over to catch him, but immediately saw Ying Longcheng pick him up.

Feng Liying and Ying Longcheng looked at each other in the rain.

The former finally stopped.

……

A moment passed.

In a daze, Feng Liying returned to the giant clock at the highest point of the Seven Star Pagoda.

Looking at the boundless night, he kicked away a piece of rubble embarrassingly.

Suddenly, he saw that in the quiet room below, the great monk Wu Nian was still meditating facing the word "Tao".

Even when the fire was raging on the Seven Star Pagoda just now, Wu Nian didn't move a step.

Rather than saying that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face, it is better to say that he has been in meditation for a long time and has reached the level of forgetting life and death.

Wu Nian stared at the "Tao", and murmured: "Aru, whether it is a question from heaven or sentient beings, he has already made a choice..."

Feng Liying jumped into the quiet room lonely and said, "Hey, monk, why are you a monk?"

He thought that Wu Nian would ignore him.

But Wu Nian closed his eyes and said: "Amitabha, I failed to make a choice. In the end, I failed not only my sword, but also the person I love."

They were quiet for a while.

Feng Liying sat on the futon next to him and said, "Oh, it's too difficult. I also want to break through the love test. If I can break through, won't it be much easier?"

The corner of Wu Nian's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said with a little compassion: "The most bitter thing in the world is the 'world's peace and prosperity'. My child, since you have learned what you want in your heart, from now on you will never turn back. Hold the sword in your hand and follow the path in your heart. Don't repeat my mistakes, and don't be swayed by anything."

"Oh……"

Feng Liying suddenly scratched his head: "Who are you talking to, me?... Yinglong City has already left, and it's too late for you to say that."

Wu Nian never spoke again.

Feng Liying looked sideways, suddenly felt a move in his heart, touched Wu Nian's breath, and then froze for a while.

——No thought has passed away.

But he was tall and straight, still meditating on the spot, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The quiet room is still full of the sword intent left by Wu Nian, which complements the one left by Yinglong City, as if they were still here just now.

The sword intent is slowly dissipating under the moonlight.

The traces left by the burning fire overwhelmed everything after all.

The huge "Tao" character no longer exists, and the edge is scorched and rolled up, and with a soft "pop", it breaks apart.

Feng Liying clearly saw that there was a portrait of a woman hidden behind the Dao character.

That woman is three points similar to Ying Longcheng, about the age of Shaohua in her 20s, with a lifelike red lotus stuck in her three thousand black hair.

The woman looked down at Wu Nian with a smile on her face.

Wu Nian was sitting on the futon these days, and when he recited Buddha, it was clearly facing her.