The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

"You guys don't sow discord inside!"

Dalang Qingliu was furious, he suddenly turned around and grabbed Su Shisan's arm, and shouted at Guanghe Dizun: "Who says I can't wait for ten thousand years! It's just that your condition is unreasonable!"

"Mingzun, you still haven't looked carefully. Let's look again!"

Guanghe Dizun stood ten steps away from everyone, and said with a casual smile.Dressed in a colorful feather coat that stretched to the ground, half-hidden in the clouds and mist, the stunning face behind the twelve-crown jade handle shrouded in an unfathomable glory.

Qingliu Dalang's gaze turned to the scroll again.At this moment, Su Shisan had also seen the two lines of small characters at the bottom of the scroll, and patted the back of Qingliu Dalang's hand reassuringly.

"Dalang, the small print on the back is clear. There is one more condition, we can choose one of the two. You see, or you return to Longxu and wait for me for ten thousand years, or..."

Su Shisan suddenly paused, and took a deep breath. "Emperor, isn't this condition too harsh?!"

"Why is it so harsh?"

Guanghe Dizun smiled brightly.The mountains are charming, and thousands of snow-colored Saha flowers bloom from the air.

The saha flowers were blooming, and Su Shisan, who was smoked, was in a daze, and then he heard the glamorous emperor casually laughing: "...It's just a small task."

Su Shisan didn't know whether he was dazed by the fragrance of the Saha Shahua, or whether he was confused by the beauty of Guanghe Dizun's smile, so he subconsciously opened his mouth and asked.

"How to take your mission?"

"Qing Ling, then...you should answer?"

Guanghe Dizun's gorgeous voice was mixed with honey, and it was heavy, wrapped in snow-colored Sahasawa, and entered his stomach together.Su Shisan became more and more drowsy, his head seemed to be extremely heavy.Then he heard his own voice drifting out again. "...It's better than waiting for tens of thousands of years."

"If you really agree, come, I will explain it to you in detail!"

Guanghe Dizun said the move of Yunxiu, and Su Shisan was suddenly sucked in front of him.In the rich fragrance of sava sawa, he heard the supreme and beautiful voice softly whispering in his ear: "The left is just the cause of your own troubles. Since you provoked the doctor's head in that small interstellar world Harm, then, as long as you and Mingzun lead that person away, so as not to harm this small world, that's all."

"How to distract?"

"This depends on your ability."

Guanghe Dizun narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes seemed to hide infinite affection. "You are the most precious treasure in my world. If you let you go, you must have a great merit in exchange. Don't you think so?"

"Qing Ling, you have been sleeping in this world for tens of thousands of years. Waking up thousands of years ago was just a flash in the pan. If you can make great contributions to my Linlang Realm this time, then... I will let you go, and Mingzun It’s not impossible to live and sleep together.”

Su Shisan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then he clearly saw his lips move.There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes floating in the void, and countless Su Shisan saw him standing there, opened his mouth, and said a word stupidly. "good!"

The word "good" was exported, and the world shook.The ancient contract has been completely established through the mouth of the gods in the dark.It's too late for Daro Aoyagi to repent!

Emperor Guanghe smiled lightly and said: "Sure enough! If that's the case, then I will retreat first."

The contract was established, and the snow-colored sapo sand flower on the top of Qunyu Mountain was as prosperous as the sea.Guanghe Dizun's gorgeous clothes fluttered in the wind, and his figure retreated rapidly. Together with his Taoist companion Ye Muchen, they gradually disappeared into the depths of the white clouds.

"Hey! Why are you such a rascal! You haven't said anything yet! What needs to be done, is there any helper? Why did you just run away like this?!

Qingliu Dalang rushed up quickly.Because Phoenix retreated too fast, he appeared in the body of a real dragon in a panic.Shaking his head and tail all the way, passing through the clouds, he chased after the phoenix.

**

It wasn't until Qinglong's figure disappeared into the depths of the clouds that Su Shisan suddenly came back to his senses, touched the back of his head, and muttered to himself, "Did I agree too quickly just now?"

"Little brother has always been like this...Silly!"

Ling Wu sneered.

On the contrary, the third senior brother, who had always been somewhat friendly with Su Shisan, said with a smile: "Little junior brother, after you accept the task of the Supreme God this time, I am afraid that you will get married soon."

"That's right! I won't be counted as someone from Xiaoyao Mountain any more." Ling Fuzi frowned lightly, frowning his two long eyebrows. "Thirteen, how did you agree so quickly! Once the promise of the gods is spoken, it will not be changed. Right now, because of that dragon, you not only have to leave my Xiaoyao Mountain, but also leave Linlang Realm. From now on, the mountains and rivers will be far away, you I am afraid that my master-student fate will be exhausted today."

Su Shisan opened his mouth wide. "Ah! This... how come the fate is over?"

"Master, he still likes to turn corners when he talks!" Lingda pointed out bluntly. "Now, I, Xiaoyao Mountain, have already attained the Tao. The reason why I stayed here and refused to ascend to the upper realm for thousands of years is to wait for you. Although you have returned now, you have fulfilled the promise of the Supreme God, and you will go up and down from Xiaoyao Mountain Thousands of people, must wait for you no longer!"

"From now on, mountains have their own paths, and seas have their own. Don't envy each other because of their fate." Ling Er continued as usual.It was rare for him this time, but he also let out a long sigh. "Little brother, are you still..."

Or what, Ling Er didn't say any more.All the brothers had different expressions, and for a while, no one spoke up.

Charming Demon Spirit Seven deliberately took a few more glances at Su Shisan, hesitating to speak, as if he had infinite doubts, and as if he didn't ask any more questions, and finally became a wisp of green smoke in relief, silent and silent. Breathe away.Beside him, Ling Shi bared his teeth wearily.Ling Qi and Ling Shi are always in focus, but Meng Meng is in focus, but their eyes are diverted in mid-air, and each has its own way home.

Ling Jiu's long hair drooped down, she casually took down the big gourd from her waist, and took a few sips of wine.

Ling Shishi, who was born as a mortal scholar, took out the "Miscellaneous Notes of Xiaoyao Mountain" that he had written for more than a thousand years from his bosom, and threw it to Su Shisan across the air. "Junior brother, if you feel bored in the future, you can take this book to relieve your fatigue."

Ling Twelve looked around, thinking that he should say something to boost morale.So he used his good voice that is always in the morning, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't be so mournful! Anyway, the marriage between the younger brother and the Mingzun, the Supreme God has agreed. We should congratulate the younger brother. yes!"

Su Shisan held the "Miscellaneous Notes of Xiaoyao Mountain" in his hand. For some reason, tears welled up in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall.A pair of distinct black and white deer eyes stared at Ling Fuzi piercingly, wishing he could turn his gaze into a blade and carve everything in front of him into the bones with one stroke.

"Ming Zun Xubi can't be a teacher." Ling Fuzi said calmly amid Ling Twelve's high-pitched congratulations.Looking at Su Shisan with deep eyes, there are too many words left blank.

"Since he promised you, and you are willing to go with him, then the two of you have already settled the cause and effect. Although Mingzun has not yet conferred God, after he returns to Longxu, he will restore a small world to the Supreme God. Status. Thirteen, if you follow him, it doesn't mean you have insulted your status."

"Master—!"

Su Shisan's tears finally splashed, blurring his vision little by little.He casually stuffed the miscellaneous notes thrown over by Senior Eleven into his bosom, the shadows under his feet were fractal, and he was about to pounce on Ling Fuzi immediately.

Lingfuzi's eyelids drooped, and Fuchen shoved away Su Shisan who was rushing over, and then cut a slender and straight line of clouds under their feet.That cloud line is like drawing the Milky Way out of thin air.

From now on, the master and apprentice can only stand on both sides of the Milky Way.

Lingfuzi shook his head indifferently at Su Shisan and said, "Today, the relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice is over. If you talk about the relationship between you and me in Xiaoyao Mountain, if you use the world's scales to measure it, I'm afraid it won't last thousands of years. It’s not enough to pay back. But as a teacher, you don’t need you to return Xiaoyao Mountain. Similarly, you don’t want to let Xiaoyao Mountain owe you karma. After you and Mingzun left this time, the teacher’s association will order twelve senior brothers to escort you for a journey .After you are settled there, your brothers will return to Xiaoyao Mountain one after another. And then..."

Ling Fuzi was silent for a while, and finally his eyelids drooped, and he stopped looking at Su Shisan, his tone became more misty.Every word seems to have been scattered in the Xiaoyao Mountain with white clouds and slender clouds with the breeze.

"Thirteen, I have waited for you for 800 years as a teacher, and I can't wait any longer. I... have to wait any longer! As a teacher, I have already cultivated to the level of ascension. From now on, you... think about yourself in everything. "

"Master, are you really leaving?"

"Not only do I have to leave as a teacher, I, the 650 people from Xiaoyao Mountain, will fly to the upper world together as a teacher. From then on, there will be no Jiange in Xiaoyao Mountain in the world."

**

At the same time, Dalang Qingliu followed Guanghe Zhizun to the outside of Nantianmen.Guanghe Dizun turned back from the cloud, pointed to the front and smiled at Qingliu Dalang: "Mingzun, this is my Linlang Upper Realm, your dragon body... must not enter."

"so what!"

Aoyagi Dalang spouted furiously nonchalantly. "If this world doesn't allow me, I will destroy it!"

Guanghe Dizun leaned slightly in the clouds, and casually summoned a diamond mirror.He threw the mirror directly in front of the real dragon, and said with a light smile: "This mirror is called the dust-peeping mirror. Mingzun, the original cause and effect between you and this world can be traced back through this mirror. After you finish reading this paragraph After karma, if you still have any doubts, call our general Suzaku here, and he will explain it to you."

"Don't go!"

Qinglong instinctively grabbed the looking glass with his left front paw, but his right front paw rushed to grab the corner of Guanghe Dizun's clothes.

Suddenly, a knife flashed across.

Ye Muchen quickly stood in front of Guanghe Emperor Zun with a black Mo knife in his hand, glaring at Qinglong. "Ming Zun! You are also a god in one world, why are you so unreasonable?"

"Why am I so unreasonable?" Qinglong muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's clear that your little world likes to lie! Oh no, lie to the dragon!"

Guanghe Dizun smiled and shook his head, the clouds and mist curled up under his feet, and he had gradually gone away.The wind still vaguely brought a few words of that extremely gorgeous voice.

"... Mingzun, let's take a look at the original cause."

The phoenix is ​​gone!The companions he left behind looked menacing.Is this fight going to be fought?If you hit it, the laws of this small world may be ejected immediately.

Qinglong was dazed in the clouds for a moment, then unwillingly exhaled two streams of white air from his nostrils.He can't fight, but he can jet!Spray this Suzaku to death, and let Fenghuang'er cry too.

The cloud follows the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger.If the cloud controlled by the body of a real dragon is full of killing intent, no one in the three thousand small worlds can stop it.Ye Muchen, the general of Suzaku in Linlang Small World here, can't either.

So Ye Muchen retreated in a hurry, abruptly retreating a foot away.The force of his feet sliding down was too fast and too hard, and he actually pulled a straight cloud line about Zhang Xu long in the gap in the clouds.

Yunxia split apart and slowly dispersed after three breaths.

Seeing that the Taoist companion of the phoenix had been forced to retreat anyway, Qinglong felt a little proud, as if he had finally saved some face.Then he lazily turned his left front paw to look carefully at the looking glass.

Clouds and mist swirl in the mirror.After a while, the place that appeared was an empty temple.I don't know how high the cloud pillars in front of the corridor are, but I can only see four towering white jade corridor pillars, and purple and red bright flower trees blooming everywhere.The flowers bloom into a sea, but they are all the murderous light of thunder and lightning.

Then Qingliu Dalang saw himself in the shape of that newborn baby dragon, wagging his head and swaying half a circle along the pillar, without any fear.The tip of his tail was still wrapped around the pillar, but his body happily swam all the way into the hall.

I don't know how many people have entered this temple.He ran around, and for some reason, he saw red copper everywhere in the deepest part of the inner hall.The purple photoelectric blooms in the sky are all over the weave, like a huge flower tree.

On the high altar, there was a Lingzhu lying quietly.

He didn't know what the bead was for, and it didn't look like a jewel.Compared with the bright light trees and electric flowers outside the hall, the bead on the altar is very dim.The whole body is pitch black, and there is no use for it.The dragon's head circled around the pearl curiously, staring at the huge longan eyes like ordinary mortal houses, and finally, he blinked his eyes a few times.

The hall was too empty, and even the sound of his blinking was so loud that it was ear-piercing.The Lingzhu finally shook slightly, and then it seemed to be activated by some force, and it actually emitted a layer of moist light.After that, the light became stronger and stronger, filling the entire hall inside and outside in a short while.Together with the sky above the clouds and the tens of thousands of hectares of land outside the hall, they were instantly impacted by this strong light, and large areas of vegetation withered and died at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After ten breaths, no grass will grow in tens of thousands of hectares.

Qinglong saw himself in the looking-glass, before he could even think about it, he had already stretched out his claws, firmly protecting the spirit bead in front of him, and then fled in a hurry.

……Huh?He must remember this matter!

Qinglong looked at the scene in the mirror, his eyes widened in surprise, and the two vertical lines of dark golden pupils became extremely thin. ——This was clearly a playful occasion when he was young, crashing into an unknown fragment of a small world, and then snatched a spirit bead from it.

Later, for some unknown reason, just as he fished out the spirit pearl, he was hit by some magic weapon on the way home, and fell from the clouds in a daze.This lethargy lasted for 300 years.

When he woke up again, the elders of Longxu told him that he was playing outside and fell down.

As a dragon, if you fall, how can you fall into a deep sleep for 300 years? !

But at the time he didn't know how to refute, and never had a chance to question it.The elders dragged him and forced his faucet into Wangyoutan.The moment the pool water splashed on his head, the fact that he broke into the small world and snatched a Lingzhu was diluted.

He raised his head again, and the water of Wangyou Pool splashed everywhere.The surface of the water was shimmering, and every ray of light reminded him that he was in the Longxu, the reality of the big world.Three thousand small worlds, but a prosperous dream.After waking up from the dream, he shouldn't remember the fear, sorrow and joy in the dream, and even the initial heartbeat should be buried together.

He forgot all about the deserted temple.It's like a distant and vague dream in childhood, and only very occasionally do you vaguely feel that a certain scene seems familiar.

It wasn't until this moment that he completely reproduced the old scene in the looking glass of Linlangjie, that he suddenly realized.He clearly remembered all the details!Every strand, every strand, even the cool touch of that spirit bead under his claws, he clearly remembered it so deeply!

So why was he falling asleep at the time?Where did this Lingzhu go?He didn't even know it.

Qinglong pressed down on the looking glass with his claws, and in order to conceal the inexplicable throbbing in his heart, he roared at Ye Muchen from a distance: "What do you mean by Supreme God? What happened to that spirit bead?"

Ye Muchen said coldly: "Before the emperor left, there was a saying that all ancient gods, from childhood to adulthood, will have a great dream of good fortune for a thousand years. In this thousand-year dream, you can glimpse life, you can To die. What you have seen and heard for thousands of years is all your own choice. What you saw in the looking-glass just now is the dream that Ming Zun had when he was young..."

"This must not be a dream!"

Ye Muchen called him to interrupt arrogantly, choked for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice became even colder. "Three thousand worlds, everything is false. Dreams are real, and reality is also illusion. What Ming Zun saw just now is just a big dream."

Ye Muchen was silent for a moment, and then with great reluctance, he directed the words Guanghe Dizun explained to the Qinglong.

"The emperor said that if you want to become a god, you must trace the cause. What you see in the dust mirror is the reason for you to become a god."

After all, Ye Muchen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, dragged the black Mo Dao backwards, and chased Jiaguang and Emperor Zun all the way.

Qinglong took out the looking glass in a daze, wanting to take a closer look.At this moment, the dust-seeing mirror is dimmed, it looks like just an ordinary beautifully carved diamond-shaped mirror, and the scene just now can't be revealed.

Qingliu Dalang was at a loss for a moment, and finally raised his hair and let out a long dragon chant.

The real dragon roared, and countless fairy dragons, fan dragons and earth dragons all raised their heads in this world, and wailed together with him.The sound of the dragon chant seems to be telling the cause of the first encounter more than 2000 years ago, and it seems to be mourning and fearing the fruit that is about to come.Due to the succession of cause and effect, it is densely woven into a net, obliterating all his 3000-year history and past into stars.

On the road to becoming a god, there has never been anyone who can walk with him.He was lucky, he bumped into his baby.However, he is also the most unlucky person in the world. The disaster he caused back then has now forced him and Bao Er to never turn back.The prosperity of the three thousand years has come to an end, and at the end, only the loneliest path to becoming a god remains.

In 33 days, Qinglong mourned.Su Shisan shed tears on the top of the Jade Mountain in the Lower Realm.

For a time, the Tianshan Mountains in Linlang Realm shared the same color, and the wind and smoke were all clean.

The author has something to say:

The fiery tree and silver flower in the temple is the mana that protects Su 13's body, and the distribution of branches resembles a tree called Sudan red.That spirit bead is his real body.

Comrade Dalang would snatch Shisan every time.