Eternal Tranquility

"Taiwei, it turns out that this is your name."

Liu Qinghuan flicked the Tainan Immortal Sword, and the thick sword made a soft sound in his hand, as if in answer to his words.

The name "Tainan Immortal Sword" is just a nickname given by Liu Qinghuan because he came from the old place of Tainan Immortal Sect. Today, the name was finally corrected.

"At the beginning of the Taichu, there was a mountain named Wei. It gathered righteous energy, attracted the divine thunder, and turned it into a sword, called Taiwei."

Jiang Xianxian said with great emotion: "This sword has been passed down since the beginning of the founding of our sect. After its hometown sank into the void, countless generations of ancestors in the sect felt sad and guilty. They searched in many ways to no avail, and finally ended up with regrets. Unexpectedly Now that Tainan Sect has declined and I am the only one left, I am lucky enough to see it again. "

He looked at the Taiwei Sword with a fiery expression, his eyes showing relief and strong desire, and he unconsciously raised his hand to touch the sword.

Liu Qinghuan stepped back, stepped out of the way, and looked at him silently.

Jiang Xianxian's face froze, and he retracted his hand in embarrassment, and hurriedly explained: "Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong, I have no intention of grabbing the sword with you!"

Liu Qinghuan nodded noncommittally: true or false, in fact he was not afraid.

Although the Taiwei Sword is an old item from the Tainan Sect, so what?

He said to himself that it was not possible for those kind-hearted people who were eager for justice and worked hard to obtain a good sword, how could Jiang Xianxian return it to him with just a few words.

Jiang Xianxian couldn't help but be a little anxious, and said: "Fellow Daoist Liu, if I really wanted to seize the sword, I would do it when I found out that the Taiwei Sword was in your hand. But we have been getting along for some time, have you ever noticed that I have Too evil?"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and said slowly: "That's true."

Jiang Xianxian breathed a sigh of relief. Gu Jingchen was still watching him from outside. If they turned against each other at this time, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

After thinking about it, he said sincerely: "What's more, it is recorded in our sect's classics that the Taiwei stands on the sword platform, and only those recognized by it can pull it out. This sword is very spiritual, and it can choose its own master, and outsiders can't. It cannot be taken away by force.”

"So that's it."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but suddenly realized, no wonder Hongshang had dirty the sword like that, but Taiwei didn't approve it, and it even took advantage of it and ran away. And I was able to conquer it because I fulfilled my promise to it.

The monk surnamed Yu looked left and right, and when he saw that both of them were silent, he slapped his thigh anxiously.

"I want you two to talk about old things later. There is a deadly demon star waiting for us! Fellow Daoist Liu, didn't you ask Fellow Daoist Jiang if you have any way to deal with that person? Let's continue this topic... Oh, I’m so anxious!”

Liu Qinghuan looked up as if looking into the distance. Although he had been talking to Jiang Xianxian, he was also distracted by controlling the sword domain. And Gu Jingchen could obviously tear open the sword field and escape, but he refused to suffer any losses. He only wanted to find the three of them and kill them.

"Okay, let's make a long story short." Liu Qinghuan said: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, there is something I don't understand. Does your Tainan Sect have a special way to control the sword, or is there a special way to control the Taiwei Sword?"

Jiang Xianxian was surprised and said, "What do you mean?"

Liu Qinghuan raised the Taiwei Sword and looked at it carefully: "I feel that I have not exerted the maximum power of the Taiwei Sword. What if..."

He raised his eyes sharply: "If I lend you my sword, are you sure you can break through Gu Jingchen's defense?"

The monk surnamed Yu opened his mouth in shock: "Hey, can you still borrow someone else's sword? After you bear the divine seal, can't you only control the magic weapon by yourself?"

"Other swords may not be able to do it, but Taiwei Sword can." Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "The way this sword recognizes its owner is different from other swords."

Jiang Xianxian's voice trembled slightly and said: "I, I, can I really control it once? Yes, I am practicing the highest sword canon of our sect, which was originally created by Taiwei!"

Liu Qinghuan communicated with Tainan Immortal Sword for a moment with their spiritual consciousness, and simply put the sword into his hand: "You hurry up and communicate with it. I can only block Gu Jingchen for another half-quarter of an hour. When the sword domain is broken, , start now!”

Jiang Xianxian hugged Taiwei excitedly: "Okay!"

Liu Qing said with a smile: "But don't forget to return the sword to me afterwards."

Jiang Xianxian nodded repeatedly.

Time was running out, so he said no more, sat aside, placed Taiwei on his knees, and then closed his eyes.

A faint golden light swam from the center of his eyebrows, and the awe-inspiring sword intention slowly covered the sword body. The Tainan Immortal Sword, which had been reluctant at first, suddenly moved, and he raised his head as if in doubt.

…

Gu Jingchen's mind, which was blinded by anger, gradually calmed down. He turned his head and looked at the wings with countless holes drilled by black threads, as well as the increasingly clear erosion marks on the black armor, and he had the intention of retreating.

But, how could he swallow this breath?

First, two tribesmen were killed, and then the Insect King, which he had worked hard to cultivate for many years, was destroyed by a self-explosion. Several nightmare butterflies that had been cultivated with great difficulty were also killed, and half of the precious sky-devouring lice were also killed.

He has never suffered such a big loss!

There are people in this world who only see their own losses but cannot see the pain of others, such as those cultivating towns that he destroyed and those monks who were buried in nightmares.

At this time, Gu Jingchen hesitated. Seeing that the night was past half, the longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for him. The three bugs were obviously delaying time.

Green hills remain green and green waters always flow. Maybe he should retreat first and settle the score with them later?

At this moment, a familiar whistling sound suddenly came from behind. Gu Jingchen sneered: It would be troublesome to settle accounts later. Since you waited for me to come to your door again, naturally I will deal with you directly before leaving!

He turned around suddenly, and saw a small pot coming with the force of thunder and lightning. There were also changes on the left and right sides, and two thick sword lights came at the same time.

Could it be that these people have no brains? They couldn't do anything to attack him with this attack before. Could it be that it works now?

He barely had to weigh it before he hit the golden thread-like sword light on the left, avoiding the sword light on the right and the black mist that twisted into a ball.

"!!!"

Turning his head in disbelief, Gu Jingchen touched a wet yellow-green hand on his shoulder, and the black armor there was actually cut with a long crack!

"good!"

The monk surnamed Yu exclaimed with joy: "Fellow Daoist Jiang has succeeded!"

Liu Qinghuan was also delighted. With a squeeze on his hand, he saw countless slender black threads rushing into the wound as if smelling blood.

Gu Jingchen was shocked and angry, and roared loudly. A piece of red dots spurted out from his mouth. Before it hit the ground, it grew into the wind. Several seven-foot-long purple centipedes twisted their ferocious bodies, as fast as Lightning is swimming in all directions!

They spat out balls of fiery liquid and made loud sizzling sounds, which actually dispersed a lot of the death energy around them.

As soon as Liu Qinghuan thought, the black mist immediately surged like waves and twisted into the middle. The slender threads were like sharp sword blades, directly twisting a purple centipede into several sections.

He moved to Jiang Xianxian's side, attracted the centipedes surrounding him, and circled the Qingshan Pot in the air, knocking over several of them.

"It's your job, it's up to you."

Jiang Xianxian responded, and then heard the monk surnamed Yu yelling curses from a distance, and his sword energy was rolling wildly.

While several people were entangled by the purple centipede, the frightened Gu Jingchen suddenly stamped his feet and suddenly rose up from the ground. His whole body turned into an extremely fast blade, cutting through the vast sword field, and the sky suddenly appeared!

He finally refused to fight with everyone in the sword domain with his hands tied.

Seeing him soaring into the sky, he heard a loud crack in the sky, and a golden thunder that tore the heaven and earth fell from the sky!

boom!

Gu Jingchen was hit hard, his body suddenly stopped, he even forgot to scream, and his face showed shock and confusion.

Groups of scorching light surged one after another, surging and flowing, surrounding his body. All his limbs seemed to be burned in it, and the belated severe pain finally hit his heart, making him struggle crazily, and he could no longer control it. He kept falling down like a heavy stone!

However, this was not the end. What greeted him below was Haoran Moyu's sword energy.

Supreme in the beginning, towering upon the world!