Chapter 395 The Remnant Light

The legendary ancient sword is born from heaven and earth, and is a Godless weapon.

The middle-aged man in white was the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword, who was resting in the sword tomb.

The shadow of the lightsword in front of him is also a sword spirit, but strictly speaking, it is incomplete and incomplete.

According to Chu Xingyun's idea, in the battle a thousand years ago, the legendary ancient sword was far inferior to the black hole. Not only was he seriously injured, but he was even ruthlessly cut off the tip of the sword.

The sword spirit lives in the sword body.

The sword tip of the legendary ancient sword was broken, and the sword spirit was bound to be severely damaged. In order to avoid the pursuit of the black hole heavy sword, it had to abandon its sword body and escape.

This is why, when this broken sword touches the aurora sword intent, it will resonate so strongly. The shattered sword spirit will recover instantly, and the two are already one!

When he thought of this, Chu Xingyun's heart beat violently, and his eyes were full of fiery color.

At the bottom of the sword washing pool, the middle-aged man in white had already recognized Chu Xingyun. He not only planted the sword seed, but also passed on the aurora sword intent, allowing Chu Xingyun to practice with peace of mind and improve his cultivation.

Although this broken sword is the remains of the legendary ancient sword, its existence is still powerful and can perfectly match the aurora sword intent!

"After a thousand years, the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword has gradually recovered and can condense the sword seeds and find a new sword holder. Why doesn't it recall the broken sword and condense the sword body again?" Chu Xingyun's mind suddenly felt such a puzzle.

The sword spirit of the imperial weapon is extraordinary, almost the same as a living creature.

With the power it possesses, it is not impossible to recall the broken sword and recondensate the sword body.

But the result was not the case. The sword spirit was still meditating in the sword tomb, while the broken sword was hung in the sword tower, maintaining its broken body. The sword spirit was shattered and could not be reshaped.

Chu Xingyun frowned slightly and fell into thought. As soon as he raised his head, he found that the phantom of the lightsword had already swept in front of him, and the white light spread like water waves, deeply reflected in his eyes.

Buzz!

His body trembled suddenly. Chu Xingyun opened his eyes and found that he had left the inner space. Where he entered his eyes, there was an endless mountain range. The sky and the earth were dull, the space was stiff, and the atmosphere was so solid that it was unmovable.

"This is not reality, but memory light and shadow." Chu Xingyun quickly came to his senses. The scene in front of him was the memory of the lightsaber phantom, which brought Chu Xingyun's consciousness into the light and shadow.

Just as Chu Xingyun was looking around, a rumbling sound rang out. In the distant sky, two streams of light broke through the void, one was black and the other was white, moving as fiercely as a meteorite, tearing apart every inch of the world.

"Black Hole Heavy Sword!" Chu Xingyun exclaimed, and the black streaming light actually became the black hole heavy Sword.

His eyes immediately moved past, but he saw the white stream of light, which was also a sword weapon. The sword body was tall and white, emitting a dazzling light, tearing everything apart, even the towering mountains were easily cut off.

"This memory light and shadow should be the battle a thousand years ago. This long sword weapon should be the legendary ancient sword." Chu Xingyun's eyes were introverted and he made a judgment in an instant.

At this moment, the legendary ancient sword and the black hole heavy sword were fighting fiercely. One was light and sharp, the other was thick and thin. The collision of black and white lights made the heaven and earth tremble violently, the creatures were annihilated, the void was broken, and the terrifying momentum was already far beyond the mighty Martial Emperor.

"This is the power of the imperial weapon!" Chu Xingyun was fascinated by the sight and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, the battle situation suddenly changed.

Above the black hole heavy sword, a black light burst out, and the light squirmed wildly, and finally turned into a black halo, hanging high in the void.

When this black halo appeared, the whole world became dim. The black hole heavy sword trembled and suddenly released an indescribable terrifying suction force, swallowing everything and absorbing everything. Even the legendary ancient sword began to tremble.

call out!

The dark halo was still there, but the huge sword body of the black hole heavy sword appeared above the legendary ancient sword. The sword was like a mountain, wrapped in endless black light and smashed towards the legendary ancient sword.

The legendary ancient sword at this moment was shrouded in terrifying suction and could not move at all.

The next moment—

The ancient sword trembled wildly, and the tip of the sword blade was cut off by the black hole heavy sword. The ultimate light that enveloped the sword body disappeared into nothingness and no longer existed.

After the legendary ancient sword was broken, the ancient sword sword spirit directly abandoned the broken sword and fled. The Black Hole Heavy Sword was also injured and did not chase him immediately. The black light retracted the sword body and disappeared into this world.

"The legendary ancient sword is indeed far inferior to the black hole heavy sword." Chu Xingyun took these scenes into his eyes, his eyes slightly condensed, but found that the light and shadow of memory had not disappeared and were still continuing.

The broken sword fell from the sky, lying in the dust without any sound.

The sword is broken.

The sword spirit has also left.

The existence of the broken sword is like a defeated corpse, resting here forever.

Winter is gone and spring is coming.

The summer is gone and the autumn is back.

The ruthless years have brought out traces of history, and everything here has also undergone tremendous changes. The mountains are flattened, the country is rising, and countless warriors live here, writing legends.

Not long after, the country was annihilated, and the place where warriors survived was turned into ruins, and the prosperity of the past turned into desolation again, repeating itself and circulating endlessly.

But the broken sword still lies here, suffering from loneliness.

"This world is ruthless, the winner is honored, and the loser is dead. Although it is the body of an ancient sword, it will naturally become extremely decayed by defeating the Black Hole Heavy Sword and no one cares about it."

Chu Xingyun stared at the scene in front of him, and a trace of enlightenment suddenly flashed through his heart.

He finally understood why the ancient sword spirit did not call back the Broken Sword.

The sword has been defeated, it is a defeated sword.

The body of the defeated sword is no longer necessary to recall it, so the sword spirit abandoned the broken sword, and the two are no longer related.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

It seemed that he had noticed Chu Xingyun's thoughts, and the broken sword in his vision made a series of low sounds.

This sound, like a cry and a complaint, echoed in the entire void, and even the silent night trembled because of this sound, the moonlight was gone, and it fell into endless sorrow.

Although it is a broken sword, there are still incomplete spirits in the sword body.

At this moment, it was crying and even more sad, releasing the sorrow in its heart with a whimpering sound.

Chu Xingyun stared at the broken sword, and the sad sounds came into his ears, making him resonate with him.

In his previous life, he was killed by Xiao Xingtian, and his achievements were in vain.

Although he has been reincarnated and reborn, he still feels the mourning at the moment of his death. However, this feeling is buried in the deepest part of his heart and never touches it.

Now, the whine of the broken sword makes Chu Xingyun recall the scene of that day.

Time is still passing, and this world is still changing.

The emergence of Wanjian Pavilion gave vitality to this place. Palaces rose from the ground and lofts were piled up everywhere. The number of warriors became increasingly large, and they formed a holy land.

One day, a sword cultivator discovered the existence of the broken sword. This sword cultivator happened to be from Wanjian Pavilion.

The broken sword was brought back to Wanjian Pavilion and was circulated in the hands of a famous sword cultivator, but it was just a broken sword and was rarely used. In the end, it was hung in the sword tower and gradually forgotten.

During this process, the sword spirit still did not appear.

The broken sword was really abandoned.

Just as Chu Xingyun shook his head and sighed, the whine of the sword echoing in the void disappeared, and a dazzling white light burst out, completely annihilated the aura of loneliness like the star.

The white light came from the broken sword. It was suspended in the sword tower. The sword sounded no longer mourned, but instead showed a hint of unwillingness. The sword spirit in the sword body slowly squirmed, as if it was about to condense again.

The white light became stronger and stronger, and the broken sword body became brighter and brighter. What surprised Chu Xingyun even more was that its aura had changed, and it was still extremely sharp, but it had a little more depth, more solid and pure.

Buzz!

The white light reflected in Chu Xingyun's eyes. After he recovered his sight, he had returned to the inner space.

The broken sword was still floating in front of him, but the deep broken mouth had completely disappeared. Instead, the sharp sword tip was swallowing and spitting out dazzling white light and making a hissing sound.

The broken sword was actually repaired!

Chu Xingyun opened his eyes wide and before he could move, the broken sword swept into his hand. The white light was like waves, absorbing the aurora sword intent like hunger, making its breath more sharp and sharp.

But at the same time, it also contains a trace of indomitableness, like the true phoenix reborn from the fire, blooming out the divine light again.

"The thousand-year sarcasm has not made you go to despair, but on the contrary, it has made you more pure. Now you are reborn, no longer a legendary ancient sword, nor a defeated sword." Chu Xingyun gently spit out a pronunciation of the word, the broken sword trembled slightly, and made a low voice, as if he agreed with this statement.

Seeing this, Chu Xingyun's mouth raised a curve, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Since it is a new life, we must naturally completely abandon the past."

"You have experienced the pain of being broken for thousands of years, but you have not given up. After waiting for a thousand years, you are finally reborn in the fire and blooming with the light of hope. Then I will call you the remaining light, how about it?"

After thinking for a while, a light flashed in Chu Xingyun's eyes.

Remain means remaining, representing its past and its thousand-year whine.

And light is hope, symbolizing rebirth.

The remnant has passed, and the light has come again.
Chapter completed!