Chu Chen Kee

Bai Yi suddenly came back to his senses, and thought of an extremely important question.

He was so excited that he couldn't find his own voice: "Master...can...can..."

Shuiyue sighed, and said slowly: "That's right, if you send his primordial soul into Zulong's body, it is indeed possible to wake him up."

After a pause, Shuiyue looked at Bai Yi sternly and said, "However, once his primordial soul reunites and awakens in the body of an ancestral dragon, I don't know whether it is Li Yuchen or the ancient holy beast Xuan who wakes up." Yuan. Moreover, it is very likely that he will not remember you."

Bai Yi's joy has not yet passed, and the smile on his face has been frozen.

He froze for a while, and then looked at Shuiyue with some hesitation: "Master, what do you mean...he will not remember the memory of this life?"

Shuiyue nodded solemnly and remained silent.

Bai Yi's heart turned cold, and then he looked down at the soul crystal in his hand.

The lavender mist is gorgeous and beautiful, and the complex colors are just like the vast purple mist on Jiuhua Mountain that they have seen before.

It's just that the soul without life, no matter how gorgeous it is, is just this flowing cloud of smoke.

"If you want to save him, pull out all the swords here and unseal the seal here. But I must remind you that Xuanyuan is a sacred beast in ancient times, but it is also a dragon that directly caused people to die. The culprit of the robbery in the early Han Dynasty. How to choose is only in your mind."

After Shuiyue finished speaking, she got up and left.

The gate of the Sword Tomb slammed shut.

On the walls on both sides, the lamps that have been burning for thousands of years are still shining dimly.

But Bai Yi couldn't feel any bright presence.

He pressed the soul crystal tightly to his chest, curled up in the corner against the wall.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Shuiyue knelt with him in front of the ancestor's sword.

Because, he gave Bai Yi the right to choose, and the choice Bai Yi made might violate the mission of guarding the Tianxuan Sword Sect for thousands of years.

He is sorry for his ancestors and master, and he will inevitably violate the teachings of his ancestors.

At this moment, Bai Yi felt that Shuiyue was a bit cruel.

Such a difficult choice was thrown in front of him who was unprepared, and he was forced to choose one of the two.

One step further, is the common people in the world, one step back, is the beloved one.

Bai Yi looked at the seemingly rusted swords in front of him, and fell into a daze.

Those swords didn't rust because they were left alone for a long time, but were eroded by the dragon power emanating from the body of the ancestral dragon under the cave, and gradually lost their sharpness.

No weapon can resist the dragon power emanating from the innate holy dragon, even though it is just a sleeping body.

Bai Yi looked at the flickering soul crystal in his palm, but every scene of Li Yuchen's encounters from the first encounter to the present kept appearing in front of his eyes.

The young prince who was imprisoned under Yuxuguan Mountain in embarrassment at that time, and later he was brought by his side to be wild and unruly, and gradually became gentle and obedient. He has loved to cling to his temper since he was a child.

The ten years of getting along on Kunlun Mountain, the confession of love in the grassland that night after going down the mountain, and everything after that, may be the sweetest days they have ever experienced.

Although there is no vigorous vow, in the passage of time day after day, they gradually get closer until they are dependent on each other for life and death.

The soul crystal in his hand was gradually tightened, and a trace of determination flashed in Bai Yi's eyes.

He knelt up straight, kowtowed heavily on the ground, and then pulled out a broad sword in front of him.

The sharp blade pierced deeply into the hard rock layer, but it couldn't stop Bai Yi's firm and powerful movements.

Finally, after a bloodstain was rubbed on his palm, the broad sword was pulled out from the ground, and then, a trace of purple spiritual energy drifted out unnoticed.

Kowtowing his head again, Bai Yi knelt down in front of the second sword.

Outside the sword mound, Shuiyue looked at the closed stone gate behind her and gritted her back teeth.

After all, he still failed to escape the last words left by his master before his ascension.

Shuiyue, one day, the Tianxuan Sword Gate will be broken in your hands.However, that should be the time when the teacher's energy is exhausted.This has fettered our responsibilities for thousands of years, and there should be a break.

That sentence has always weighed heavily on his heart, until today, he did not understand the meaning of the master back then.

However, he knew Bai Yi's final choice, but still let him stay in the sword mound. Could it be considered a rebellion of Tianxuan Sword Sect?

This answer, no one can give him.

Even his master didn't come up with an answer when he ascended.

However, Shuiyue felt that she should be able to wait for the answer to appear.

Bai Yi has his own destiny, and what he can do is to give him as much help as he can on the way to his own life.

"Let's go, next, we should teach those guys a lesson." Fox King appeared behind Shuiyue at some point, and said softly to his lover.

Shuiyue took another deep look back at the closed stone gate, and suddenly hesitated: "Qianluan, did I do something wrong?"

Qian Luan shook his head and said, "If something happened to me, you would do the same." His tone was only slowly determined.

The last hesitation in Shuiyue's heart disappeared immediately.

He took a long breath, his expression was clear, and he saw that his mood had already risen to another level within an inch.

Qianluan couldn't help admiring his lover, he really deserved to be the most outstanding disciple in Tianxuan Sword Sect, even in the current situation, once he suddenly realized it, he would be an existence against the sky.

But in a short while, he entered the state of epiphany. Once the state of mind goes up, the increase in cultivation is just a matter of course.

Not long after they left, the sky suddenly changed on the top of Kunlun.

A series of razor-sharp thunderbolts bombarded the mountain peaks, and waves of blizzards raged in the mountains.

And Bai Yi, who knew nothing about it, was like a pious believer who worshiped, and every time he kowtowed, he would inevitably draw a sword.

No matter how powerful the sword cultivators of Tianxuan Sword Sect are, they are still flesh and blood after all.

When he draws a hundred swords, the palm can be unscathed.But here, there are tens of thousands of years of history, and there are tens of thousands of swords, each of which was once a prestigious fairy weapon, and no flesh and blood can compete against it no matter what.

It's just that even though the palm was cut, the blood continued to flow along the way, and the blood was already stained on the head, Bai Yi never had the slightest thought of shrinking back.

He only knew in his heart that as long as he persisted, he could bring back the guy who always liked to haunt him.

Li Yuchen, it's okay, this time, let me protect you!

When Bai Yi stretched out his hand and pulled out the last sword, his right hand was almost completely crippled, his trembling fingers were cut deep enough to see the bone, his neat long hair began to be messed up, his forehead was bruised, The blood from the broken wound flowed drop by drop along his white and jade-like cheeks.

It has been three days and two nights.

Kowtowing endlessly, drawing a sword...

Monotonously repeating these two actions, he was at a loss for a moment when he drew out the last sword, and then he closed his eyes, and a huge tiredness swept over his mind instantly.

I really want to close my eyes and just fall asleep like this.

However, now is not the time!

Bai Yi suddenly opened his eyes, clenching his teeth tightly, looking at the peaceful cave without any changes, his eyes turned from hot expectation to cold little by little.

No, Master will not deceive him!

Bai Yi supported the wall and stood up, his right hand was completely numb.

It's just that the soul crystal tightly held by the left hand didn't relax at all.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by a loud noise, the cave that has gone through the years slowly sinks, and a new hope gradually rises in Bai Yi's eyes.

After falling for an unknown amount of time, the ground finally calmed down.

The suppressed ancient seal formation that had lost the evil spirit of thousands of weapons loosened a little bit, and at the moment of this loosening, the ground under Bai Yi's feet sank, which can be said to be a coincidence or a chance. Leaning before the sleeping dragon.

After seeing the sleeping dragon, Bai Yi finally understood why the Dragon Palace he saw was so huge.

He stood up straight, but he couldn't see the dragon's head resting on the ground, and his height was not even one-third of the dragon's head.

And that black dragon is almost the most beautiful dragon in the world.

The ink-colored jade-like scales can withstand all attacks in this world, and the breath of a beast that only belongs to the prehistoric period invaded the sky and the earth the moment Bai Yi landed.

The huge dragon body is hidden in the darkness, and it is perfectly integrated with the darkness.

This giant beast is the Zulong, one of the three ancient holy beasts.

Bai Yi has heard too many legends related to this dragon, but only standing in front of him at this moment can he understand that the dragons in those myths and legends are not even one ten-thousandth of the dragon in front of him.

His majesty is unparalleled, his majesty is like a wild beast, everything makes Bai Yi lose his mind for a moment.

He worshiped this supreme dragon almost in awe. The moment he saw the dragon, he suddenly had the urge to cry.

This is Zulong Xuanyuan, and also his Li Yuchen.

This is Zulong Xuanyuan, not his Li Yuchen.

What a hopeless reality!

Bai Yi raised his head, looked at the quietly dormant dragon, and remained silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed before Bai Yi suddenly lost his mind, then stretched out his hand and spread his palm.

That beautiful soul crystal quietly floated on his palm.

Bai Yi took a deep breath, then said softly, "Go."

I saw the soul crystal slowly rising into the air and floating above Mo Long's head.

After a while, strands of lavender souls seemed to feel the call of their own body, and began to float out soul crystals, gradually sinking into the center of the dragon's eyebrows.