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Chapter 678: Bailiu Hedao

In this world, Lin Meng felt that the only spiritual soldiers born from the world were Xuan Hu from the Qi Xuan clan and the Shuofeng Sword Immortal.

Unlike Xuanhu Sword, Xuanhu Sword is the sword of the clan leader of the Qi Xuan royal family, and its family has been in the army for all generations. Although the Qi Xuan royal family has never produced a master of Xuanwu like Shuofeng Sword Immortal, it has been worn by the clan leader of his past generations and has been in the battlefield for a long time. The blood, murderous aura and evil spirits have been infiltrated for hundreds of years before it has transformed into a trace of spirituality.

However, the Shuofeng Sword Immortal's Shuofeng Sword was actually warmed up by a master of Xuanwu Realm with pure Taoist rhyme. It is a real spiritual soldier, stronger and purer than the Xuanhu Sword! So even after the Shuofeng Sword Immortal left, the sword intent within the stone pillar could automatically evolve, allowing the wonders of Shuofeng Valley to last forever.

Lin Meng couldn't help but exclaim: "Such spiritual weapons are rare in ancient times, can you really bear to give up?"

The Sword Fairy of Shuofeng shook her head distractedly.

"I said that wearing a sword is useless to me. Since it is useless to me, it is better to benefit those who are destined to be in the future. It is also a good thing."

"Senior is so bold!"

Lin Meng exclaimed and asked again:

"I just don't know if my senior was in seclusion for decades or even hundreds of years, just to nourish this spiritual weapon, or to comprehend something, which made the senior still unable to understand during these long years. Could it be that my senior was pursuing the realm of the Yuansheng above the mysterious god?"

The Sword Fairy of Shuofeng shook her head and stretched out her hand to stare. There were countless wind whirlpools and thousands of evolutions in her palms.

"I dare not ask for the realm of a saint. I am in seclusion for so long, just to take my own way further and create another extreme from the peak. But even if I have been in seclusion for decades or hundreds of years, I will not be able to evolve all the winds in the world until today."

Lin Meng frowned slightly when he heard this, as if he felt something was wrong, but he was a little confused and did not dare to refute this extremely savage existence, so he had to continue asking:

"I wonder why seniors want to evolve all the trends in the world?"

I heard the Shuofeng Sword Immortal sigh helplessly, and deep regret appeared in his eyes.

"The wind and the flow of the sky are all flowing together. This is the way I deduce. If I could talk about the flow of the sky and create the ultimate move that can contain all the winds in the world, under the third sword of Brother Jian, the winner is still undeniable."

"But……"

Lin Meng wanted to speak but stopped, and his expression became hesitant.

"But what?"

The Sword Fairy of Shuofeng raised her eyebrows and asked, Lin Meng bowed and replied:

"The wind has no constant momentum, the water has no constant form, the only change of the heart. Why do you have to chase all the winds in the world?"

When the Shuofeng Sword Immortal heard this, the body of the god paused, and the smile on his face froze slightly. His eyes instantly changed from gentleness to sharpness. His eyes pierced Lin Meng like two sharp swords, and his voice became heavy and serious, no longer as calm as before.

"In your realm, you must never understand these things. Who told you this sentence?"

The Shuofeng Sword Immortal questioned in a deep voice, and the sudden sharp aura shocked Lin Meng and Wuchan.

But the words had already been said. Even if Lin Meng was afraid of angering this great sword immortal, he had to bite the bullet and bow his hand, shrugged and asked back.

"Can't you see that for the senior?"

The Shuofeng Sword Immortal stared at Lin Meng silently and looked at him, mainly on Lin Meng's body-protecting wind ball.

A moment later, the Sword Fairy of Shuofeng suddenly looked up and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha! So that's it. No one has been here for decades. In my excitement, I just ignored something."

After saying that, the smile on the face of the Shuofeng Sword Fairy hung again, and the sharp aura no longer existed. She looked down at Lin Meng and asked:

"With your cultivation level, I guess the wind ball wrapped around you is a saint's method, or a saint's method of the Fengyu lineage, and that sentence also comes from this method?"

"I am worthy of being a senior!"

Lin Meng bowed and flattered her.

Shufeng Swordsman shook his head and smiled with a self-deprecating look.

"It really woke me up from my dream. It turns out that I have only spent decades or hundreds of years in vain. This principle is too simple, even children who are just entering the school know it. However, because this principle is too simple, it makes people not easy to remember."

"Even if I sometimes think of the words Feng Wuchang, I can't think of the words you later. I can only get into the horns of impermanence and waste decades of time!"

"Now I understand, where there are thousands of winds and winds in the world, there are thousands of flows, but there are hundreds of changes in my heart! It is truly worthy of being the way of the saint, the Dharma of the saint, the great way is simple, and it can make people enlightened in one word, hahahaha!"

The Shufeng Sword Immortal, who had been sitting cross-legged on the stone pillar in the valley for decades and a hundred years, stood up with a smile, slowly flew to a higher air, stretched out one hand to hold it in the sky, and shouted.

"The wind and flow all the time!"

In an instant, the endless strong wind dissipated like smoke in the valley, and there was no wind blowing inside and outside the valley.

After a while, the Shaufeng Sword Xianxu swung his palm as if holding a sword and shouted loudly.

"Bailiu...he Dao!"

In an instant, a sword of heaven composed of thousands of wind spirals appeared in the palm of the immortal Shuofeng Sword, which appeared in the palm of the hand of the immortal, and swung it into the valley, as if the sky pillar had collapsed!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a sword fell, without a trace of sword energy leaking out, and the huge Shufeng Valley was split into two halves, leaving a very deep gully. Even the terrain of the entire Shufeng Valley changed, from the Pluto Valley on the plains to a real canyon!

"hiss……"

Lin Meng and Wu Chan took a breath, especially Lin Meng was even more shocked.

The ignorant is just fearless. Lin Meng's vision is much wider than Wuchan, and he knows more clearly how terrifying the power of this sword is.

Even if the Tianlong Mie he created was ranked first in the list of unique skills a thousand years ago, Lin Meng did not have confidence that if he reached the state of the Shuofeng Sword Immortal, he would be able to compare with the power of the Tianlong Mieke with the power of this sword Bailiuhe Dao.

Lin Meng even felt that if the Shufeng Sword Immortal was willing, he could condense the power of this sword into a thinner shape, as thin as a silk thread, and almost everything would be broken by then!

"Hahaha!"

The Sword Immortal Shuofeng laughed happily, slowly fell from the air to Lin Meng and the others, and saluted Lin Meng solemnly.

"Thank you for waking up the dreamer with me and the peak of the world again! Now I can probably take over the third sword of Brother Wenjian!"

Lin Meng hurriedly replied, "Senior, don't be too polite. It is also an opportunity and luck for us to see this wonderful scene. But why are you unmoved when you know that you are a saint's method of protecting the wind? That may be a method that will allow you to go further."

The Sword Fairy of Shuofeng sneered and shook her head slowly.

"No matter how high a saint's Dharma is, it is the way of others, not my. Now that I have taken my own path, I still want him to do what the saint's Dharma is. Even if I get it, I can't make me go further. If I go further, I will be a saint who is unattainable in the legend!"

"I admire you for your courage in this senior!"

Lin Meng bowed his hand and the Shuofeng Sword Immortal rose up into the air and said goodbye to Lin Meng and the others.

"Now that my great way has been achieved, the peak is at its peak, and there is no need to retreat here anymore. The vision of Shufeng Valley will continue to exist until the destined person takes away my Shufeng Sword in the stone pillar. The road to the world is far away, and the world is hard to move. I hope we have a chance to meet again. This time, Ye Feng, I owe you a favor!"

As the Shuofeng Sword Immortal said, his figure gradually drifted away and flew northward. Lin Meng could guess with his toes that it was done and then asked the Sword Immortal to discuss it.

"Great gift to senior!"

Lin Meng bowed his hand and smiled bitterly in his heart. Unexpectedly, the seemingly plain and gentle Shufeng Sword Immortal was also impatient. After going further, he couldn't wait to ask the Sword Immortal, and even the names of them were not asked.

However, Lin Meng didn't care. Now he was dispensable with the favor of the Shufeng Sword Immortal. Anyway, he probably still had a day to see him again in the future.

"Let's go, this time it's been a complete success."

Lin Meng turned around and looked at Wuchan, smiled slightly, and Wuchan nodded.
Chapter completed!
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