Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 626 Lin Jianhuang at the Sword Appraisal Meeting

Legend has it that when a saint travels, he must be accompanied by visions.

"Watching the wild waves, the tide rushes into the world, and the benevolence of heaven is at heart;"

In the clear and clear sound of poetry, I saw Lin Chongyang displaying his superb Confucianism and flying exquisitely.

Stepping out one step, clouds and clouds are born by themselves, just like the rising sun, the morning light lifts the night, and it seems like the bright moon hangs high, and the silver light spreads all over the earth.

The majestic clouds expanded rapidly, but in just a short moment, they formed a road in the air like a long dragon, stretching thousands of miles away, with nine-color hazy smoke rising to the end of the line of sight.

Stepping out in two steps, standing on the dragon's head, there was only silence in the world.

Om-!
Suddenly heard a trembling sound, breaking the silence, echoing between heaven and earth, like the root of the universe.

Mysterious, but I can't describe it.

At the same time, the boundless power expanded rapidly, immobilizing everything in the world. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the movement of all laws in the world also stopped at this moment.

An indescribable will shrouded the heaven and the earth, and was ruling everything between the heaven and the earth.

In the eyes of everyone, the universe paled, and even thinking stagnated for a short time. Everything in the world froze at this moment, like a beautiful painting, stretching across the sky and the earth, lifelike.

until—

"Ying Changjia, Dao is like stars scattered in the sky, and Confucianism and swords are the emperor."

In the trembling of the resonance of heaven and earth, amidst the chirping of thousands of birds flying together, the cold voice, at this moment, is full of poetic voices, bringing everything back to reality.

Time flows again, and all the laws of the world are running again, and everyone is recalling the illusion just now with lingering fear.

The world turned pale, time stood still, thinking was stagnant, and even the true energy could not function. It was the moment when all reliance and reliance were lost.

The more advanced a person is, the more he will be impressed by that moment.

An invisible will spread out, causing all the swords within thousands of miles around the sea of ​​swords to vibrate in unison, and the sounds of countless swords gathered together to form a grand movement that shocked people's hearts. Or a magnificent hymn.

Stepping out in three steps, Wan Jian bowed his head, paying homage to Emperor Ren in the sword.

In the next moment, whether it is the ordinary iron sword of an ordinary swordsman, or the countless waste swords in the Shenjian Lake, whether it is the unformed sword embryo in the Sword Forging Division, or the saber of the powerful in the world, they all manifest themselves. The resonance of the sound trembled, broke free from the master's grasp, and flew into the sky.

Countless swords scrambled to be the first, like a pilgrimage, offering the most sacred and solemn etiquette to the sword emperor who came to the world.

At this moment, everything is darkened, it is a sacred moment that belongs to the sword alone.

Countless sword weapons resonated and countless sword intents agitated, causing the vision of thousands of swords paving the way to appear in the air. This force merged into a torrent, which came out from the sea of ​​swords, like the wind on the grass, and quickly spread to the land of the Central Plains .

All over the Central Plains in a difficult situation, countless swords responded excitedly, competing to clang.

Some stand on the ground, some are hung in the house, and some are held in the hands to fight against the enemy, and under this force, the situation is reversed, and the opponent is cut under the sword.

What's more, as the casting hammer hits, the unformed sword embryo absorbs the sword's intent, and eventually becomes an immortal sword.

With one sword out, ten thousand soldiers fall.

Under this torrent of sword intent sweeping across the Central Plains, the sharpness of other weapons was suppressed by the sword intent and became dim in an instant.

In the whole world, only the sword is the most respected.

Countless people sensed this change, and those powerhouses who had never participated in the meeting vaguely sensed the source, and turned their eyes to the direction of the sea of ​​swords.

In the sky above Lunjian Sea, a vision of thousands of swords paving the way suddenly appeared. Countless swords within a radius of thousands of miles broke free from their shackles and soared into the sky, flying towards the Lunjian Sea as if on a pilgrimage.

All those who witnessed it with their own eyes were shocked by the scene before them. Even those who didn't care about the Sword Appreciation Club at first raised their heads in unison, looking up at this rare spectacle in their lives.

I saw countless sword weapons rising from the sky, continuously coming from all directions, forming huge torrents, and finally, gathering in the sky above the Sea of ​​Swords, turning into the Heaven-reaching Sword Dao.

The magnificent sight is shocking and unforgettable for a lifetime.

All the participants were extremely fortunate that they were able to witness and even participate in this sacred scene.

Countless swords came together, threw them at Lin Chongyang's feet, spread out along the long dragon formed by Yunxia, ​​and reached directly to the Square of the Sea of ​​Swords.

Four steps, five steps, six steps, seven steps, eight steps, until the ninth step falls.

Clear air rises, turbid air descends;
The clouds and smoke are misty, and they sway when they are hot;

The water mist rises, chilling the ice and snow;
Hot and cold alternating, chaotic;
Matter condenses and returns to order;

Tangtang flowing water, fertile life;
Ran torches, shining on the heaven and the earth;
At this moment, the nine-color mist flying in the gaps between countless sword weapons quickly gathered together with Lin Chongyang's thoughts, turning into a bit of sword intent as bright and vast as the universe.

The ups and downs of the sword light evolve into everything in the world, like a real universe, overlapping with the stone tablet in the center of the square.

In an instant, the virtual and the real meet, and a world like the reflection of a water mirror emerges on the surface of the monument.

At this moment, an invisible sound of the sword screamed, resounding in the hearts of countless swordsmen in the Central Plains of hardships, like a sword that opened up the world, cutting through the confusion of the past, and a little enlightenment rose in the hearts of all the swordsmen.

It is the longing, the destination, the end of the kendo, and the source of the kendo, and it belongs to the supreme hall of the swordsman.

Sword world!

This pure and sacred name emerges in the hearts of all swordsmen.

In the next moment, countless swords are flying like rain, and they will go back wherever they come from. Only when you see the sun through the clouds can you realize the true meaning of swords.

When the sword dragon that occupied the entire field of vision disappeared, the people present did not feel relieved, because the slender figure standing on the stone tablet brought them tremendous pressure.

The scene just now was replayed repeatedly in everyone's minds at this moment, and people couldn't help asking themselves——

Is that really what humans can do?
The bright sun hangs high, the sky and the earth are clear, the blue sky is like washing for thousands of miles, and the breeze is blowing across the vast land.

Then, I saw that stone tablet turned into the anchor point of the two worlds, and a picture of mountains and rivers appeared on the surface of the tablet. A wide and long river stretched between the mountains, just like the scene of the sword world.

Standing on the top of the stele, Lin Chongyang swept his gaze, like a god looking down on the common people, taking a panoramic view of everyone's expressions. His cold and solemn face showed no expression, making it hard to tell the depth.

However, at this moment, he was relieved.

Although it is said that he stands at the top of Confucianism and has held a high position for many years, but it is the first time since he was born that he has done something like just now to show his holiness.

Even he was somewhat nervous in his heart, and he did some psychological work for himself before he came out, that is, no outsiders were present at the time.

In any case, connect the sword world with reality, and through the new kendo, successfully establish a little connection between the sword world and the swordsman, so that the strong swordsman can use this connection to sense, and Entering the sword world, this crucial step has been successfully completed.

As for ordinary swordsmen, the part that has been completed so far can only enter the sword world through the stone tablet under his feet.

The seeds have been successfully planted. In the future, we still need the help of friends to popularize and help the seeds germinate and grow.

　I was still complaining in the group during the day, starting from Chapter 180 of this volume, and now Chapter 290, I finally started to close the line.

　　This episode won't be too short, but Yangzi's role is relatively large today, and the pen and ink will be distributed to other people in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)